As he bounded up the stairs up to his apartment, Jeff reached into his left pocket and fished out his keys. It was Friday and he was looking forward to relaxing with his wife, Casey. Maybe they could lounge around before going out to meet some friends for drinks. He waved to the man at the concierge desk on his way to the elevators. Though Jeff and Casey lived in a small one bedroom apartment, it was in a newly renovated building with a modern design geared at young professionals. Jeff taught at a college prep school and Casey worked at a small accounting firm. They could have afforded a larger space in an older building, but they decided a modicum of luxury was worth the sacrifice.
He loosened his tie while examining his shaggy blonde hair in the metal elevator wall. The doors opened and he made his way down the deserted hall. Stepping through the door, the combined kitchen-living room opened up to him. He noticed that one of the dining chairs had been moved into the middle of the living room. The bedroom door was closed too.
“Casey? Are you here?”
Her voice came muffled through the bedroom door. “Yes. I’ll be out in two seconds.”
“What is this chair here for?”
“Just hang on.” Her voice cut off.
“Were you changing a lightbulb,” he said, not loud enough for her to really hear.
Jeff set his bag in the entryway and searched for any other strange decorative choices his wife could have made in his absence. Two bar stools remained at the island separating the kitchen from the living area. The couch pillows lay in typical disarray. To the right of the couch stood their small dining table, minus one chair. Everything else seemed normal. Except the two full wine glasses on the kitchen counter. Each had lipstick marks on the rim. Next to them was a mostly empty bottle of wine. Jeff called out to Casey asking which was hers, but sounds of her puttering in the bedroom were the only response. He lifted a glass and took a swig. His face puckered at the taste. She liked very dry wine.
The bedroom door behind him clicked open, but only just enough for Casey to step through. She wore black ruffle panties and nothing else. Giving her hips an extra sway, she walked across the room to Jeff. She clasped her hands behind her back, accentuating her already large breasts. Freckles adorning the length of her body highlighted Casey’s pale skin and wide curves. Jeff looked at the red hair draped on her collarbone, then at her breasts bouncing with each step. They too were flecked with brown pinpoints. Jeff stared at the freckles with quiet appreciation, like they were stars in the sky.
“I like that you like my freckles,” Casey said when she reached him, pressing her chest against his.
“They’re pretty great. You don’t really think of them as being sexy until you see them on hips and bare breasts.”
“I used to think they were embarrassing.”
“Please. They’re awesome.” He cupped her breasts and kissed her.
They held the kiss and, as their hands roamed each other’s bodies, it became more lustful. Eventually they were feverishly making out like teenagers. Casey ran her fingers across Jeff’s chest.
“Oh, good. You’re wearing a tie.”
“Yeah. I just came from work.”
“We need four, but I could only find three.”
“What do we need my ties for?” He leaned forward to kiss her shoulder and feel the soft cheeks of her ass.
“I’ll show you. Wait here.” She broke away from him and walked back to the bedroom, “And take off your clothes.” She opened the door and slid through.
At first Jeff hesitated. Casey never walked around the apartment naked, and he couldn’t remember her ever surprising him with sex. Sometimes she would announce that she was in the mood. Anything risque, however, they discussed before trying. That way they could agree on what they liked and neither had to veto an idea proposed in the heat of the moment. He stepped out of his shoes while unbuttoning his shirt. Soon he was in his living room in his underwear and suddenly aware that the blinds were open. He ran to the wall, pressing his body against it like a seasoned jewel thief, and closed the blinds. With visual privacy secured, he resumed his post next to the chair.
“Are you ready for me?” Casey emerged holding three ties.
“I am.” Excitement rose in his voice.
She eyed his bulging underwear, “No you are not.”
“What?” He followed her gaze. “Oh. I’m close. Give it a minute,” he said, adopting a sexy tone. Or you could touch it.”
He stepped closer to her.
“No.”
“How are you not going to touch it? Am I going to touch it?”
“That’s not what I meant.” She bent to pick up the tie he had been wearing. “You’re not ready for me, because you still have your underwear on. You’re supposed to be naked.”
Jeff’s eyes widened with understanding. His underwear soon sailed across the room.
“Good.” Casey tickled the underside of his hardening dick, “You’re ready. Now sit down.”
As he did, she knelt before him. At first, she used his dick to play with her large tits. Her nipples perked when she rubbed them against the head. Leaning forward she opened her mouth and swallowed him, cradling his shaft on her tongue. She pulled away, sucking on the tip for a moment before releasing him. Jeff was clenching the seat of his chair and wrapped around its legs were his own. Casey dove in again, this time covering his balls with her hot mouth causing Jeff to sigh with appreciation. She ran her tongue all over him before pulling away again.
“Stop distracting me with that hard cock. I need to tie you up.”
She gathered the ties that had fallen from her hands.
“That’s the plan? To tie me up.”
“Basically.”
“So you can tease me?”
“Yes.”
“And then fuck me once I’ve begged for it?”
“That might happen. Eventually.”
Jeff, who was now very eager to get the show on the road, looked his wife up and down several times.
“Hang on,” Casey said, looking across the room. “You have to get up.”
“Seriously?” He gave his erection and injured look. “It is up.”
“From the chair. Just for a second. And you’re right, your dick is very hard.” She squeezed it then moved behind him. “Stand up.”
He did and Casey adjusted the chair, facing it toward the couch. Once she was satisfied, he resumed sitting, and she began fastening his limbs to the chair with the finest ties Men’s Warehouse had to offer.
“That’s pretty tight. Can’t move my arms at all.”
“What fun would it be if you could?” She kissed his thigh after tying the last knot. “We don’t want you getting out.”
She stood and examined her work.
“Now what?” he said.
“Now, you stop talking.”
Casey remained standing with her legs slightly apart. Jeff was so hard that his cock bobbed with his pulse. This is what Casey trained her eyes on when she slid her hand down her stomach and into her panties. She caressed her pussy lips, tickling the hair around them before diving her fingers in. A warmth spread from her clit, expanding across her body. Her nerve endings danced as her fingertips circled around. Still working her hand under the black ruffles, she stepped between Jeff’s legs.
“Open up.”
When he did, she removed her hand and placed three fingers into his mouth. He sucked on them until her taste was gone. She pulled her glistening fingers away. Jeff, full of eagerness, awaited her next move, but she made none. Casey only bounced on the balls of her feet and looked with pursed lips over his head.
“Casey?” Forgetting his restraints, Jeff tried to move in his chair, but they held. “Is something wrong?” He twisted as best he could to follow her gaze.
“No. Sorry.” She lowered her voice, “I’m so horny I spaced out.”
She then straddled him and pressed his dick against her dampening panties. She worked her hips until it hit the cleft of her pussy. Holding his shoulders for support she leaned back. Rocking her hips, she slid along him, the soft fabric sending pleasurable jolts through both of them. Jeff tried to match her motions and angle the grinding onto his swollen cockhead, but Casey fended him off.
“Don’t you do it.”
“Do what?” He failed to hide a grin, “I’m doing what you’re doing.”
“You’re trying to cum. But it’s too soon.
She kissed his neck, pressed hard against him and then stood up. He whimpered slightly, but was muffled by Casey learning forward and instructing him to suck her tits. He lapped at them as she mashed them into his face. This sent a new wave of moisture into Casey’s panties. She replaced her hand in them. Speedily she worked her clit until her legs began to weaken. She stepped back and removed her single garment. Jeff could see how aroused she was. Standing over him again, Casey took hold of him and lowered herself down.
“Oooooh, yes.”
Jeff’s head and eyes rolled back at the feeling of her hot pussy engulfing him. They sat still for a moment, both enjoying the feeling. When she began to move, Jeff’s chest hair tickled her nipples. She moved up and down four times. On the final stroke she paused so that he was just inside of her. She worked her muscles, squeezing his cockhead. Then she stood up.
Jeff gave a soft laugh at her torturous maneuver, but stopped when she backed away from him.
“I wasn’t close. You can keep going. I promise I’ll warn you.”
“i know.” She gave him a deep kiss. “I will be right back,” and she walked away to his left. Craning his head, he watched her walk into the bedroom a second time.
But she wasn’t right back. She had been gone almost five minutes when Jeff called out to her. It might have been longer, he had been concentrating on keeping his erection. He started to worry that she had fallen and hit her head while putting on a sexy, elaborate outfit. She wasn’t making any noise, but he hadn’t heard anything that sounded like her falling.
He tested the knots thinking he may have to free himself.
“Damn you, Perry Ellis and your high quality stitching.”
“Already trying to get loose? She hasn’t been gone that long,” said a voice not belonging to Casey.
Jeff and the chair jerked in an attempted jump. In the bedroom doorway stood a tall girl with dark brown skin and short black hair. It was Kari, a friend of Casey’s from work. She and Jeff had met a few times at get-togethers and happy hours. They had never spoken for very long but enjoyed each other’s company. Jeff had never thought of her beyond that. Now he sat naked, wrists and ankles lashed to a chair in front of her. She walked across the room and stood directly in front of him. He struggled not to stare at her hips peeking out from the bottom of the short, sheer teddy she wore.
“Casey?” Jeff looked to the closed bedroom door. “Casey! Come out here. Please.”
“She won’t be joining us. Not just yet. First, you and I need to get to know each other better.”
Somehow, looking at Kari’s body made him less self-conscious than looking her in the eye. His eyes settled on her knees as he began to sweat.
“What’s going on? Why are you here?”
“Who closed these?”
She turned to the windows and knelt on the couch to reach for the chord. The sight of her high, firm ass added to Jeff’s adrenaline daze. He made no response until the zip of the blinds roused him.
“No,” he said in a half whisper, half shout, “I closed those. People can see in.”
“I know,” she smiled with true excitement. “And to answer your question, we’re going to have sex. If your neighbors want to watch, they should. We don’t need to hide.”
Jeff put on the best I-get-the-joke-but-let’s-be-serious face he could muster. “You’re right, but Kari, you should untie me. Casey! Come on out.”
The bedroom door did not open.
“She isn’t coming out until I tell her to. After we’ve had alone time.”
Her voice wasn’t stern or cold, but light and filled with excitement. Like she was in line for a rollercoaster and Jeff couldn’t see past his nerves to the fun over the first hill. He found it unsettling.
“Oh no. You’ve gone soft.”
“What?”
He looked down. Sure enough in his confusion and shock, his dick had returned to its normal state of being. He felt the cold of the seat beneath him. Kari moved across the room with quick light steps. Jeff allowed himself to gaze at her nipples as they swayed with her movements.
“We’ll take care of this quick.”
She knelt and closed her mouth around him. Jeff let out a gargled yelp. His dick rose anew, filling her mouth.
Kari looked up at him and said, “I can still taste her on you. Her pussy tastes delicious.”
Never before had Jeff attempted to stave off arousal during a blowjob. He was not succeeding. Her movements were slow and deliberate. He struggled to not enjoy her lips and tongue caressing him and began to feel jittery. He imagined people in the building across the way watching through the window with scorn. People he had never met, tsking him for being tied to a chair, getting blown quite well by a strange woman while his wife was probably out picking up the dry cleanings and shopping for groceries.
“No no no no no no,” he said. “Stop. You have to stop.
“Are you close?” she said, rising.
“No. No, just stop.”
“Don’t cum yet. I’m going to fuck you until you cum in my pussy. God, I’m wet.”
“Kari, hold on. Stop for a minute. We can’t do this.”
“Why not?”
“Because, Casey,” but when he looked into her eyes, he had nothing else to say.
She took hold of his warm dick and lowered herself. She rubbed the head across her slick pussy lips and clit, then sat down. Easily he slid inside her.
“She’s in the next room,” Kari said with a grin. “You saw her. She’s on the bed fucking herself with a vibrator. She’s cumming over and over again. She knows that I’m sitting on your hard cock.” She tightened her pussy when she said ‘cock’ and started moving her hips in circles. “She knows that you’re going to kiss my breasts, bite my nipples and cum inside me. That’s why I’m here. I wanted to fuck you. And Casey is letting me. She isn’t the reason we can’t do this, because there is no reason.”
She crossed her arms and pulled off her teddy, tossing it aside. She leaned forward, pressing her body against his and kissed him. He resisted for only a moment. Kari’s confident, joyful lust encouraged Jeff and he reciprocated. Grabbing his hair, she pulled his head back and kissed his neck. She used her grip to direct his mouth where she wanted it. He kissed her small breasts and teased her nipples, just as she’d said he would.
“More.” She said and moaned at the forced attention. “Harder.”
Jeff sucked and bit at her flesh harder. Kari moaned louder. She reached between them, fingering herself. Her motions became less controlled.
“Tell me when you’re going to cum. I’m so close,” she said, pulling him into her. He nodded, his face smashed into her chest.
They continued for a few minutes. Jeff’s nervousness aided his endurance, but not for long. The noises and sensations Kari produced took hold of him and brought him to the edge.
“I’m going to cum,” he lifted his hips off the chair to meet her movements.
“Mmmm yes.”
She looked him directly in the eyes with a puckish grin, which grew wider as they neared climax. Finally, he felt a surge in the base of his dick and then a release. He came deep inside Kari. She clamped down on him. Their sounds of elation and exertion bounced around the room. As his orgasm subsided, she moaned a final crescendo and slumped forward, spent and resting her head on his shoulder. Her pussy, still holding his cock, continued to twitch.
“Casey talks about your dick a lot,” Kari said once she had caught her breath. “How nice it is. How good you are with it. I started to wonder about it. The last time we all went out, all I could think about was fucking you.” She paused to give him a long kiss. “I told Casey that she had to stop bragging, because it was giving me impure thoughts.”
Jeff responded with a hazy grin.
Kari continued, “But I could always tell when she’d been fucked well, even when she didn’t say anything.”
“Yeah?”
“So, she offered to share. Then, I told her what I wanted to do with you, she made me earn it.”
Before Jeff could ask what that meant Kari continued.
“Oh, Casey.” She appeared in the doorway flush-faced and nude. “Be a doll and clean up Jeff,” Kari said and stood up.
Casey gave them both a faint smile and moved between them. She looked dazed but happy as she knelt before the chair. Jeff, coming out of his post-orgasmic bliss, felt a renewed shock at seeing both girls at the same time. But he looked at Casey without saying anything. When she placed his glistening dick in her mouth, she moaned as if she were tasting a new ice cream flavor for the first time. Kari knelt behind her, holding Casey’s hair back. She smiled broadly and felt her face warm with joy at the sight of her co-worker dutifully pleasuring her restrained husband.
“Is he getting hard again?”
Casey nodded affirmatively to the question.
“How hard are you, Jeff?”
“Half,” was all he could manage.
“Just half? Casey looks like she’s doing a good job.”
“She is. But I just came.”
His cock felt electrified from his recent orgasm, and the sensations from Casey’s mouth threatened to overwhelm his ability to think. But, he found that describing the state of his erection improved it. He pointed out when Casey did something that made him harder.
“Do you want him to cum in your mouth?”
Casey nodded again.
“Okay,” said Kari, “but you still have to lick me clean,” running a finger across the lips of her pussy.
Jeff’s erection was no longer just half. He looked down at Casey, her hands rested on his thighs keeping her steady. Her lips worked along his shaft, and she moaned when Kari reached between her legs and began to finger her. Casey’s wetness was audible. Kari felt pleasant jolts when her nipples grazed Casey’s back. Occasionally she would kiss her friend’s neck with affection.
His wife kneeling before him, wrapped in another woman’s arms, soon brought Jeff to orgasm. When he came, he struggled to keep his focus on the sight before him.
“All right,” said Kari, with a slap on Casey’s round ass. “My turn.” She stood and walked to the couch. Jeff watched her ass and thought how he would like to bite it once permitted to leave the chair. She sat down, bringing her fee up to rest on the edge of the cushions. Casey slurped on his dick, swallowing all traces of cum. Then, she, too, stood. Her face, breasts, and stomach passed in front of his vision. He looked down at her hips, pussy, and legs in thoughtless appreciation. When she turned and walked to the couch, Jeff watched her ass, as well.
She knelt in front of Kari and brought each of her friend’s legs to rest on her shoulders. She leaned forward into her pussy.”
“Do a good job,” sighed Kari. “Lick all over. I feel very messy.”
Her eyelids fluttered at Casey’s touch. She regained her focus and looked Jeff in the eyes. Her expression was neutral, but not hard. It was more enjoyable to hide her pleasure from him while offering quiet words of encouragement to Casey. But she never broke her gaze. When she came, the only signs were two suppressed shudders and a smile that edged its way onto her mouth.
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