Pleasing Michelle
When she opened the door, wearing a black silk robe and a
mischievous grin, I stood motionless, entranced by her
beauty. Her dark, shoulder length hair perfectly framed
her sparkling eyes and soft, burgundy lips. The robe was
doing an excellent job of accentuating her captivating
curves. Her pictures, although alluring, were but pale
images of the real thing. A quick jab in the ribs by my partner,
Tammie, who stood next to me with an amused yet impatient
expression, shook me from my trance. I followed sheepishly
behind her as we both entered Micheles home.
Our hostess escorted us to a large sunken living room where
an open bottle of Cabernet and three wine glasses waited
for us on a rectangular, wooden coffee table. Michele glanced
over her shoulder and smiled before leaning over to fill
the glasses, teasing us with a glimpse of her firm yet curvaceous
ass. With two of them in hand she turned and graciously offered
them to Tammie and I. Upon acceptance, she delicately lifted
her own glass and walked around the table to sit on the large,
plush sofa. As she reclined, with one fluid motion, she
untied the sash around her waste, allowing her robe to fall
open.
As Tammie and I marveled at her large, succulent breasts,
soft, sensuous tummy, and shaven, moist pussy, Michele
proudly purred, Whats next?
Seizing the moment, we walked around opposite ends of the
table and sat within a hairs breath of this divinely beautiful
woman. I took my glass of wine and slowly tilted it until
several drops rained down upon Micheles exposed flesh.
Tammie followed by leaning her head forward in order to
lick and suck the hearty liquid from our hostess. Michele
moaned softly, running her fingers through Tammies soft,
auburn hair.
As my lips gravitated towards hers I felt her wine glass
graze my leg as it fell to the carpet. Her right hand and fingers
were now free to caress my stiffening shaft as our tongues
eagerly explored each other. I slowly moved my kisses down
her chin and across the vulnerable part of her neck. As my
lips finally rested on her right earlobe I felt my cock,
being massaged by Micheles adept fingers, straining
against the confines of my cotton pants.
Are you ready to be dominated? I playfully whispered.
Oh yessss! she cried.
At first I thought she was responding to my suggestion but,
upon turning my head, I realized that Tammie had made her
way down to Micheles glistening mound, her mouth licking
and sucking with abandon. Micheles right hand joined
her left, wrapping her fingers in Tammies hair, pulling
her closer.
As Tammie continued her skillful tongue lashing, I rose
from the sofa and collected the wine bottle and glasses,
placing them on the fireplace mantle. The echo of Micheles
rapid breathing interspersed with moans of arousal kept
me rock hard as I moved the coffee table to the middle of the
room. Grabbing our bag of goodies, I removed four restraints
and fastened one to each leg of the table. I also removed
a soft blindfold that I delicately placed over Micheles
eyes as she continued to be serviced by Tammies lips, tongue
and several fingers of her left hand. Scanning the room,
I spied a long, flat pillow on a futon in the corner. I retrieved
the pillow and placed it on top of the coffee table just in
time to watch Michele curl her fingers in Tammies hair
and let out a cry of release.
Oh my God! she exclaimed as her body convulsed with waves
of pleasure.
Tammie remained still for a moment as the shock waves dissipated.
Then, as she slowly stood wearing a satisfying grin, I pulled
her toward me, licking the juices from the corners of her
mouth. Kissing her passionately, I began to raise her blouse
in order to release the clasp on her bra. Tammie continued
the process by slowly disengaging our lips and then lifting
her blouse and bra over her head. The sight of her arms and
head wrapped in clothing while her bare breasts begged
for my touch sent a shiver through my entire body. With a
wicked smile, she cast her clothing aside and adeptly removed
my shirt as well.
As our lips reunited to continue our embrace, we were startled
by Micheles sultry voice. Where did you go? she quipped.
Still wearing the blindfold, she grasped my hand as I assisted
her to her feet. I turned her to face Tammie in order to remove
her black silk robe. Tossing the robe aside, I began to massage
her shoulders and arms while Tammies hands and mouth were
drawn to Micheles tantalizing breasts. My hands continued
their journey by slowly traversing her back and coming
to rest on her luscious ass. Gripping her waist, I directed
her to the coffee table in the middle of the room and commanded
her to kneel. As I secured her thighs, Tammie grabbed her
arms and pulled her forward, resting her chest upon the
pillow that I had retrieved. As she secured her arms, I rummaged
for the massage oil.
With Tammie kneeling by Micheles head and me resting comfortably
by her feet, we applied the warm oil to her soft skin, caressing
her arms and shoulders, back and bottom, legs and feet.
Rewarded by Micheles frequent purring, we took our time
massaging her muscles and stroking her skin.
As I continued to lavish Michele with tactile attention,
Tammie rose to remove her pants and panties. Reaching in
to our bag of goodies, she retrieved the eight inch blue
strap-on and fastened it around her hips. Prompted by a
light touch on my shoulder, I slowly lifted my hands from
Micheles lower back and walked to face her at the other
end of the table. While Tammie teased Michele with the head
of her rubber dick, I removed my pants and lightly touched
the tip of my already hard, throbbing cock to Micheles
waiting lips.
Within seconds, Michele found herself assaulted by two
cocks at once. Tammie appeared possessed as she slammed
her strap-on deep in to Micheles sopping wet pussy. Our
captive attempted to cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure,
but my insistence that she simultaneously suck my pulsating
cock muffled her response. As Michele writhed in ecstasy,
licking and sucking my cock with wild abandon, I moved closer
and closer to the brink of climax.
Before reaching the point of no return, I quickly disengaged
and approached Tammie from behind. Grabbing her hips to
slow her motion, I penetrated her with one swift motion,
forcing her to fall forward upon Micheles back. It was
now Tammies turn to cry out as I pummeled her with my long,
hard rod. Fucking her fast and furious, I could feel her
passion building as her voice reverberated off the walls
Oh, yes. Yes. Thats it! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh my God!
YES!! OH MY GOD, YES!!! OHHHHH
Tammies body began to quiver as waves of pleasure engulfed
her. Trying desperately to keep my composure, I withdrew
my cock from Tammies vaginal embrace and stumbled around
the table just in time to release my hot cum all over Micheles
lips, cheek, and hair. She lapped up what she could and then
eagerly accepted my slippery cock for cleaning.
She remained focused on my cum covered cock, licking and
sucking as if she hadnt had a drink for days, while Tammie
slowly regained her composure. It didnt take long though
within a minute Michele was distracted again by Tammies
rhythmic motion, moving the rubber dildo in and out, caressing
her swollen clit. As I sat back to enjoy the show, Tammie
slowly increased the tempo like a train picking up speed.
Soon the locomotive was charging down the track and Michele
could do nothing to keep her lungs and vocal chords from
announcing her predicament to the neighbors walking by
the open window. And just when I thought Tammies intensity
would crush the captive Michele, her body tied to the tracks
of unbridled passion, she let out a final squeal of pure
climactic bliss and then went silent.
Tammie, now derailed, stroked Micheles hair and lightly
kissed her shoulders. Micheles body continued to convulse
against the pillow while her wrists and thighs remained
strapped tightly against the table. I leaned forward and
lightly kissed Micheles cheek.
Thank you, Michele whispered as I slowly rose, offering
a hand to help Tammie to her feet. With our cocks rubbing
against each other and her full breasts pressed against
my chest, I gave Tammie a long, lingering kiss.
We slowly dressed, packing up everything except the blindfold
and restraints that still kept our hostess in suspense.
As I threw the bag strap over my shoulder and reached out
for Tammies hand, we heard Michele speak.
That was great you two but are you just going to leave me
like this? she inquired.
On queue, we heard the front door open and watched as Micheles
husband, disheveled by the commute home, stumbled unawares
in to the room. Upon seeing his wife naked, tied to the coffee
table, her pussy glistening from the attention lavished
upon her, he froze in his tracks.
She is all yours bad boy! Tammie quipped as she walked
past, her hand grazing his already hard cock through his
pants. I just smiled and gave him a strong pat on the shoulder
as I followed Tammie to the front door. Glancing back, I
saw Micheles husband with his jacket already upon the
floor, his fingers fumbling with the buttons on his shirt
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