An innocent massage for my sister in law. Part 4

Part 4

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“Hey there sleepy head.”

I was jolted back to reality as I laid there, splayed out with my ankles and wrists bound and tied to my four post bed. I was being tortured by my wife Natalie and her sister Kristine. At least I was hoping that’s who it was; the blindfold wrapped around my head was tight. I could feel the cold air of the room move with every pass they made. My nipples felt like tiny little mountain peaks of granite, and goosebumps covered every inch of my cold skin like vast slopes of moguls.

“What the fuck, Nat.” I was honestly terrified. “Did you fucking roofy me or something?!”

“Roofy?” She let out an involuntary chuckle. “David, do you really think I would roofy you? Hun, I just slipped a little melatonin in your old fashioned while you were in the bathroom. Mixed with how exhausted you already were, it didn’t take much.”

“So yeah, you basi…”

“Shhhhh…” she was done hearing me speak. She had something pressed against my lips. “Open up.”

I nervously let my lips part and allowed my jaw to slack. Cold, hard rubber forced past my teeth and pressed against my tongue. I could feel the leather straps tighten against my cheeks, causing a chill to tense my neck, and I could hear and feel the cold metal clasp fasten behind my skull. I was now bound and gagged, and I was dreading every second of it. I started to breathe heavy out my nose, and my heart began to race. I cold wave of air grazed my groin and I could feel how embarrassingly tight to my body my penis was.

“Relax Davie, you’re ok. Let us have our fun.” Kristine’s soft voice was meant to be reassuring, but it was all but that.

Music started to slowly get louder*. “Now the pain is for pleasure…”* Rhianna’s S&M was filling up the room. I laughed in my head for a second. It was almost cliché, but my laughter quickly subsided.

A light touch started at each of my wrists and simultaneously meandered down my arms, perfectly in sync. Every hair on my body stood to attention and a ferocious shiver rattled me from my ribs to my knees, as the tool that manipulated me traced the sides of my body and met my inner thigh. I moaned, half with delight, half in terror. When I shook, my cock broke free from it’s cold prison and began to defy gravity.

The contact was so delicate that I couldn’t tell if it was a feather or finger tips, but when nails started to sink into my skin I knew. It wasn’t hard enough to break skin, but it was definitely hard enough to make Rhianna’s interpretation of the moment ring true… “Just one night full of sin, Feel the pain on your skin.” These women were demons.

The grip of their nails loosened and my body was free from their touch, but only for a moment. SMACK and my inner thighs were burning red. Their grip tightened even harder than before and I wondered if my skin was finally pierced. That fucking hurt, but my cock didn’t seem to mind. It was growing harder with every seemingly planned touch.

My face tensed and winced in pain. A warm, steamy burst of air puffed against my ear and one of them whispered, “Aw Davie, I may be bad but I’m perfectly good at it.” I couldn’t tell who was singing in my ear, but the words couldn’t be more true.

One them lowered onto my chest, straddling my upper body, knees tight to my sides just under my arm pits. A hand slid up between my pecs and traveled up to my collarbone, and continued around my neck to the back of my head. She undid the buckle on the gag and as soon as it was free from my mouth, a finger pressed against my lips letting me know not to utter a word. It slipped past my lower lip and pulled down gently on my jaw. She relaxed her grip and moved again to the back of my head, pulling my face closer to her body.

A warm metallic sensation grazed my lip, then pressed hard into my mouth. This was Natalie. The barbell through her nipple clanged against my teeth as I opened wider to accept it. I flicked it with my tongue and made slow methodic revolutions around her areola. She moaned in delight and that made my testes start to ache with desire.

The tight grip around my ankles started to loosen, and my legs were free. I instinctively started to stretch and shake them loose when hands replaced the bindings, causing them to go still. She released them to glide up my legs to my knees and regripped pushing them up, positioning my legs as if my heels were in stirrups. I could feel the peaks of her shoulders graze my inner thighs as she pressed two finger tips to my perineum. She gently massaged and I could feel my cock starting to pulsate as if to remind her of its existence.

The music shifts to Sex on Fire by The Kings of Leon. Nat pulls her nipple out of my mouth and lifts the blindfold from my eyes. It was tight and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. The room was dark, but a low, dim light surrounded the room and it looked as if it was emblazed by a dozen candles. Her fair skin reflected the light causing her to have a golden glow about her. The flickering of the flames caused shadows that accentuated her curves. She pushed off the bed and towered above me. Her pussy was directly above me and the wetness made it look like it was coated in glitter. It let a single drop of moisture fall to my face and roll down my cheek. She lowered her soaked lips to mine. “Lay where your laying, don’t make a sound.” I can follow directions. I stayed hushed and plunged the tip of my tongue into her and savored every drop of her.

Two fingers momentarily turned to none, then returned to my taint; this time with warm slippery moisture. I could feel the tip of my cock oozing precum and it started to roll down the length of my shaft. One of her fingers slipped down to rest on the opening of my anus as she started to lick up what I was releasing. When she got to the tip, I could feel her lips purse and press against me kissing the head of my cock. The lead King of Leon told her what I wanted, “Soft lips are open.” She slacked her jaw, letting me slip into her mouth and started to press the tip of her finger into my asshole. The warmth of her mouth and the gliding sensation of her tongue reminded me of the restaurant bathroom. The muscles of my ass started to contract causing my cock to grow even more stiff and the head of my cock swelled. She could sense I was getting close to cumming and again, she pulled away.

What a fucking cock tease.

Natalie pulled away from my lips and turned her back to me. She hovered over my groin and lowered herself so the smooth lips of her pussy started to make contact with the tip of my cock. Kristine grabbed hold of my shaft and guided me into her. It felt like her pussy was made for me. Her body started to writhe and gyrate on my cock. Her hair was draped behind her in a loose braid, a special little detail just for me.

Kristine moved to release my hand from their tethers then stepped onto the bed. It was her turn to ride my face. She squatted to plant her pussy hard onto my mouth. My taste buds pressed to her clit, and she grinded, using my tongue like a tool designed for her pleasure. She was getting straight to it. She wanted to get off now, and lifted my hands up to her big bouncy tits. I pressed my palms to her nipples and squeezed while I braced the weight of her.

Both sisters started to scream in unison and I could feel the grip of Nat’s pussy tighten on my cock. Kristine was leaking like a fucking sieve, mixing with my saliva, and lubricating my face. They were both cumming simultaneously. Natalie could feel me swelling up inside of her and started to pull off, but I let go of Kristine’s breasts and reached around her to grab ahold of Nat’s braid. I held on like a rein and pushed back into. It was my turn to take control, and I started to fuck her hard and fast. I could feel my cock start to pulsate and my balls constrict. She started to writhe and scream as I filled her pussy with cum. I let go of her braid and lifted Kristine off of me. I pulled my cock out of Natalie and escaped from under her.

Natalie flopped to her side to recover, but I wasn’t done. I snatched up her braid and pulled her face to my cock and made her tonsils massage the tip. Once I was ready to go again, I pulled out of her mouth and spun around to see Kristine sneering at me. I grabbed her by the hips, spun her around so her ass was up and facing me. I pushed the back of her head hard into the pillows and rammed my cock into her. She let out high pitched screech and tensed up. She like it rough, so I was going to let her have it. I drove my cock into her over and over again until I could feel myself swell up inside of her and came hard. Her body went limp and I buckled at the hip. I fell onto the bed and they both moved up to my sides. We melted together into a heap of human flesh and let our exhaustion take hold.

The next morning I was the first to wake. I opened my eyes and admired the two beautiful women at my sides. The sun shining through the window made them look angelic as they laid there completely naked and vulnerable. In that moment, life felt amazing. I was the luckiest man alive.

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I hope you all enjoyed this series! I will continue doing some writing after the holiday. Let me know if you’d like to hear more about this trio, or something fresh and new! Looking forward to your comments.

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rnq37u/an_innocent_massage_for_my_sister_in_law_part_4