I have lost track of time.
No idea how long I have been here, what’s going to happen? She seemed so nice.
I didn’t want to go to college a virgin, I was willing to do anything-I thought. I didn’t think I would be tied to a bench/blind folded and left for dead!
*We ran into each other at a local coffee shop, conversation was easily started as we both ordered the exact same drink. She clearly liked my corny joke, because she asked me to join her. It was the best 20 min I’ve spent with a girl. Her eyes were soft and full of personality. She looked at me with sympathy and compassion, as if judgment wasn’t in her nature. Every time I would lay award winning jokes, she would almost spit her coffee out trying not to laugh. No one ever laughed at my jokes like she did. I asked her if we could meet for coffee again-and she agreed, she wrote her number on my cup and we parted ways.
Now like a fool, I am going to die! I had never had sex before yet alone had a woman take my clothes off. She was so gentle as she took a layer of clothing off, kissing me…rubbing her fingers along my skin. I was butter, and she was the hot knife. I didn’t even notice her starting to tie me up until she said she needed to blind fold me while she undressed herself. I should have asked her then, what was going on, but only drool and mumbled words where coming out of this mouth.
*Every time we met up, it out did the time before. We would find more and more things in common. Sports-books-food-movies-actors, yup-two peas in a pod. I was in love, and completely lost when I was with her. On this specific play date, she said to me I know your secret. I looked at her with a puzzled look on my face. You’re a virgin she said, I’ve been able to tell from the moment I met you at the coffee shop. I didn’t know what to say to that! Very embarrassed I sat there looking at my thighs in silence. She lifted my face by pressing her long red finger nails to my chin and smiled; its ok…I want to help you.
That’s when I met her here at her studio apartment, she didn’t waste any time to start-I didn’t have a second to assess the situation! I couldn’t even tell you the colour of her walls or if she had a tv. Wait? Is that the door, it’s her I can smell her perfume…there’s another perfume as well though? Giggling? What the fuck is going on. My blind fold was taken off suddenly and all I could see was shapes as my eyes adjusted to the light, I could see two figures standing in front of me. There she was…beautiful, like a porcelain doll naked in front of me. A different woman, more tan with blonde hair nude, smiling at me.
I start looking around the room trying to find a clock, finally I spot one on the microwave across the room, not 100 percent sure but it looks like 11:30pm. Which would mean that ive only been here for 30 min, I can be so God damned dramatic!
My love kneels down in front of me and starts scraping her perfectly sharp red nails up and down my cock, this is my wife she says…and we like to have fun. Wife? She never told me about having a lover. I thought I knew her so well; we were supposed to be soul mates! You’re going to be our slave tonight, we are going to do things to you, that you’ve never thought you wanted. Rest assured slave, you’re going to college a man! At this point I now have goosebumps all over my body and a cock harder than a rock, she places a clamp around the base which included my balls. The softer you get, the harder we will tighten it, so be a good boy and stay hard for us. She says this to me as if this is going to be an issue! The pressure from the clamp alone as me wanting to shoot long ropes of cum across the room.
Her wife runs to the freezer and pulls out a small-but long chain, and quickly runs back. She tells my love to spread her legs and she feeds the chain through her legs and loops it up to a collar, one end to the throat one end to the back of the neck and she starts to tighten the chain. My love stared at me biting her lip, as the cold chain made its way in-between her pink pussy lips resting upon her swollen clit. Her wife then bent her head back and straddled her face, and my love-without missing a beat started eating her perfectly smooth pussy. Right in front me! My cock, somehow getting harder is now in complete agony, bagging to be stroked to relieve some pressure. Every time her wife moans a little more cum runs down my loves chin, looks so delicious, making me salivate in anticipation. Clearly, she likes the taste, she’s starting to go faster and harder, giving herself more stimulation as the chain move up and down her pussy like floss. They both start screaming, synced with one another and her wife starts squirting-filling up her mouth with hot sticky cum. My love latches on like a vampire making sure not to miss a drop as a pool of her own, beautiful cum starts to puddle on the floor below her. Once their bodies stopped trembling with pleasure her wife shoved her tongue down my loves throat, as if she was enjoying tasting herself as she un did the chain.
My love, holding the back of her wife’s head starts to pull her towards the puddle of cum she made on the floor. I was a good girl; she says to her as she forces her lips into the cum. Her wife responds with a long mmm as she starts to lick the floor clean. I squirm, cock looking like it’s going to burst-and unsure what is happening, I didn’t know people acted this way before now. The squirm brought their eyes to me. The giggling started, and they crawled over to me. Each starting at an ankle they slowly licked their way up my legs to my inner thigh-to my now purple nut sack. Aww poor baby her wife says as she gently places the tip of her tongue on them. Yes, indeed, perhaps it’s his turn? As she also gently places her tongue on my nuts. My toes start to spread, and I can’t sit still, violent shaking my dick shoots a load of cum larger than I have ever produced on my own. Shooting it wright next to the spot her wife just licked clean.
Oh no they both said in disappointment, you made a mess and we haven’t started yet! Still trembling I try and let out a sorry. Sorry? Did you say sorry, not good enough slave! They released the clamp and my dick fell down happy and relieved…they untied my hands but left my ankles tied. I was in heaven, aware I didn’t fuck any one, I have never felt better. Then I hit the floor.
Her wife pushed me forward unto my knees, my ankles still restricted to the bench and told me to crawl over to my mess. I did, took everything I had, all my strength was gone from the orgasm. You could hear the bench scratching the floor as it dragged behind me. I knew I was there when they both yelled bad boy, and pushed my face into my cum. It was still warm. Bad boy, Bad boy! They continued as they rubbed my face into it. It looked like they were mopping the floor with me. The wife grabbed the back of my hair and brought me to all fours and demanded I stare up; I didn’t want to be a bad boy anymore. Please I said to her, anything you want. She smiled and said good boy and walked away. It was just my love and I, and she started cleaning me. Licking my cum off my own face. Not stopping until she got it all, followed by a kiss…a long Passionate kiss. She whispered good boy and slid her tongue down my throat. Do you taste that she whispers again…that’s you and my wife. She lays on her back and directs my head to between her legs. I’ve never been this far before, don’t know what to do, but my love knows me. She tells me to stick my tongue out and she starts slowly rocking her hips back and forth against it. Omg the taste was better than I could have ever imagined, pussy so smooth and fresh, filled with juices. I was so distracted that I didn’t notice her wife come back into the room. What’s going on? She said, I ignored I didn’t want to stop. Warming him up my love responded as she sat up and pulled away. i couldn’t take my eyes off her, so her wife knelt down in front of me, she had a big strap on. I suggest you start sucking. I’m not gay I quickly let out before she forced my lips around her fake dick. Each thrust going down my throat causing me to gag and drool all over the place. Eyes watering, she says shell give me something to cry about and moves to behind me. She spits on my ass hole and slides her fake dick covered in my spit into my ass. I scream in pain and she likes it. She starts moving her hips, while griping my hips. My love stroking my cock, Why is my dick getting harder?
I start crying, confused and scared my ass feels like it’s on fire but my dick is screaming for more. I can’t hold myself up anymore and I hit face first into the floor. My love petting my hair like I’m a good boy. The anal fucking stops for a second as my love ask me to get on all 4 again, it hurts but I do. She tells me to mount her and she gets on all 4s. once again I drag the bench forward and get on my knees. Which are rubbed raw from the hardwood floor. She reaches between her legs and grabs a hold of my cock, sliding it in to her throbbing, pussy. I immediately feel comfort. Happy, my dick swells up so tight that she couldn’t slide off if she wants to. Her moans tell me I’m doing it right, her wife calls me a good boy as she slides her fake cock into my ass again. I’ve never felt safer than I have in that moment. Me fucking the love of my life, while her wife fucks me in the ass, I’m secure between them. I never want to leave. I let out a huge scream as I fill her pussy up with another thick white load of pure ecstasy. Her wife feeling satisfied with her work fell back to her ass resting on top of my still tied legs. Now who is a good boy they both said at the same time. I am, I replied as I put my face done on her pussy to lick it clean…I am!
I never went to college after that…I moved in the next day and take pride as being a live-in sex slave. I am nude 24/7 and respond to any of their needs as I maintain the house. This is what I was meant to be
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