“ It's a very simple secret plan,"my wife Jean said, placing the deck of cards in front of her.
If someone had looked into the room, it would have seemed very normal. Two couplet sitting around a mesa in the great room of a bumpkinly cabin with drinks in front man of them. If the beholder had guessed that we were fairly new familiarity, one young duad and one Old distich, they would take been correct. The many video and still cameras and the bright lighting would sustain puzzled them, as would the fact that almost of those cameras and lightness were focused on a vauntingly bed behind me. I believe the commentator would also have wondered at the tension in the room.
"I will make out out the wit face up to each person. The commencement mortal to get an ace will be in charge. The someone to get the joker will become the toy of the other three."
The tension was there despite the fact that the game was rigged and we all knew who would get each of those two cards. This was, after all, part of a business concern venture for the younger woman, April. April and my wife had met each other at horse show and, despite the 15 year difference in their ages, had started hanging out together. Overindulgence in wine and oversharing had let each char learn that the early indulged in bondage and domination with their husbands, specifically female person mastery. Jean also learned that Apr and her husband recently started operating a website that featured their sex lives. April had a degree in film-making and her work had attracted a bazaar number of subscribers. These contributor were expressing an interest in more subject matter, specifically group sex content. After much discussion, my wife agreed to help out and I went along with it.
Her married man Brad and I had never met before we arrived at their rented cabin. He was younger and big than me, a linebacker versus a blanket receiver. April had already set up her cameras and the girls had decided on the scene's canonic storyline. The rest would just encounter spontaneously.
The first batting order Jean dealt herself was the ace of hearts so, after that, she only dealt cards to the other three of us. I swallowed nervously as the plug-in were turned, even though I knew what was coming, and gasped a little when the joker appeared in front of me. My wife had said that the decision was based on three things. One, Brad was the adult of us ; two, I was the only man who had already been dressed in lingerie for a panorama and three, she knew I really wanted to be the sub.
"Let's get you ready,"Jean said, taking me by the script and leading me into the large bathroom while April and Brad began adjusting photographic camera and doing early setup.
A great spate of prep body of work had already been done. Every hair of my consistence had been shaved off, except for the haircloth on my head. April had used her training in makeup to subtly vary our hair and faces so that we were not going to be easily identified. She had made me decidedly vernal and more than feminine looking. Jean and I had also been dieting and exercising religiously for the past calendar month so we looked really good.
There were two cameras already running in the toilet as Jean opened a travelling bag and began rummaging around inside. She quickly produced a metal studded taking into custody, thong panties, thigh-high fishnet stockings and high heels, all Shirley Temple and brand new. Part of my preparation had been learning to walk sexy in the high bounder, which took a lot of practice session. Nervous in movement of the cameras I stripped off my apparel and awkwardly put on the collar, lingerie and heels. Then blue jean led me out of the bathroom and into the scene.
April and Brad were seated in chair facing the bed, which was an incredibly bombastic one with white bed sheet that practically glowed in the multiple lights focused on it. A act of ropes and chains were laying across the top, one end of each secured to the bedstead. At my wife's command, I strutted back and forth succeeding to the bed, noting that the other couplet had completed their preparation work. A complete selection of thraldom items and sex miniature were laid out on a tabular array near the bed. Prominent among them was a large bottle of lubricator and two shoulder strap on dildos. I was acutely aware of the cameras, with the video television camera red igniter on and the still cameras clicking automatically. A sting of anxiety shot through me as I noticed Brad avidly watching my ass squirm past him and I wondered if I was really set for this.
"come over here,"Jean ordered motioning toward the bed."Time to prep you."
She grabbed some smuggled leather handlock from the mesa and secured my hands across my back. Soon I was tied to the bed, pillows stuffed under my hip to raise my ass up high, ropes tied to my ankles, a range leash wrapped around the headboard and clipped to my collar. I watched as my wife selected a belt from the table and wrapped it around her manus. She knows I love being tied up and whipped so she waited until I actually whined and wriggled my ass before starting. Starting slowly with rather gentle strokes, she rapidly increased the effect of the snow until I was gasping and jumping at each one. Despite the bearing of another man in the room my putz strained against the fabric of the thong. I whined again when she suddenly stopped, just as the belt began to really sting and the crack of leather on flesh had become very audible.
"He is such a slut for this,"Jean laughed."Your bit, April."
The younger fair sex selected another belt from the mesa and nervously approached the bed. She drew her arm back and gave me a tentative cerebrovascular accident. At my wife's urging she hit me intemperately and harder until I was moaning and writhing in my Bond under her enthusiastic thrashing.
"Your turn, Brad,"my married woman said to the obvious disappointment of April, who delivered one final intemperate crack across both buttocks.
Now Brad selected a rap and approached me. He didn't seem nervous at all and I trembled as he set his understructure. The smash whistled audibly through the air and a subscriber line of attack materialized across my ass, causing me to stiffen and cry out. He whipped me relentlessly and I shamelessly lifted my ass to meet each bump. Soon I was deep into the submissive DoS of mind, alternately whimpering and howling, afraid it would continue and terrify that it would stop.
"OK,"my wife said, to my and, I believe, Brad's disappointment"That's enough. Let's get undressed."
Tied to the bed, my flog ass richly, I watched as my three doms disrobed. Apr was first, quickly tossing away her clothing to reveal her slender body. Her peel was wan and her smallish breasts had prominent nipples. Her reddish pubic hair's-breadth was trimmed into a lowly upright airstrip and her ass was truly outstanding. blue jean's body was fuller with heavy white meat and well-rounded hips. Brad pulled off his shirt and dropped his denim, revealing a potent flesh and a bulging pair of pugilist briefs. As he reached for those, however, my wife stopped him.
"Let's wait on that,"she grinned."I'll go first. You two unlace him."
She went to the table and picked up her favorite strap on dildo while the other two unbound my helping hand and released me from the bed. Dildo waving in front end of her, blue jean walked closer and pointed to the floor in front of her. I scrambled off the bed and knelt before her, eagerly taking the fraud peter into my back talk, so lost in sub outer space that it didn't even occur to me to waffle. As I sucked and slobbered on it, she rested her hand possessively on my head.
"I told you he was a tot slut,"she said, after a few moments."Tie him up, whip him and he'll do anything for you. Now you want to be fucked, don't you, baby ?"
"Yes, schoolma'am, please fuck me, mistress."
"You want all of us to fuck you, don't you ?"
I hesitated, glancing sideways at the other couple, then heard myself say"Yes, schoolmarm, all of you. delight fuck me."
Climbing onto the bed, I got on all fours and shamelessly presented my ass to her. Apr and Brad joined me on the bed leaning back against the headboard together, eyes locked on the scene before them, while dungaree collected the orotund bottle of lubricating substance from the mesa. I shivered as she squeezed cold lube in the whirl of my ass and smeared it up and down. Brad's hand slid between his wife's pegleg and hers rested on his bulging crotch as denim coated her erection with a generous layer of lubricator. She added another good for you glob of it to my ass after getting between my ramification and sliding the string of the G-string panties out of her way.
The familiar operose tip probed up and down the quip of my ass and I moaned as it located my opening. One hand on my left coffin nail impudence, she used the early to patiently push it in. Arching my back I wriggled back against her, gasping as the brain overcame all resistance and slew deeper. She gasped in victory as her hip made link with my ablaze ass. Then she fucked me with long hard solidus as I pushed back eagerly, our breathing growing faster and more ragged, both grunting in unison, an audible smack of her hip against my ass. Brad's hand was working between April's thighs and her hand spasmodically gripped his shorts as they watched us fuck. Then, disappointingly, my married woman stopped.
"Apr, you should try his tongue,"she hissed."He gives really good top dog, especially when he's being dominated."
The girl slid down the bed and spread her stage in front of me. I obediently leaned down to lap and suck her already sopping wet pussy while my wife went back to fucking me. It was a gentler slower screw as she let me concentrate on getting the former adult female off. In a remarkably suddenly time, April grabbed my foreland and came hard against my natural language, gasping in joy. I continued to gently lap up her as she came down.
"Let's trade places,"denim said, pulling her cock out of my ass.
I waited docilely as Apr grabbed the former strap on and Jean removed hers, laying down on the bed before me. Brad watched with obvious lust in his eyes as I lowered my head to service my mistress and his wife prepared to mount me. Apr fucked me farsighted leisurely chance event, grinding her pelvic girdle against me gently before starting another, as Jean aggressively gripped my head and moaned in pleasure. It didn't take long before Jean threw her head back and howled as she came. Apr lay across my back, cock buried thick interior of me, all of us breathing deeply. Eventually blue jean disentangled herself and rolled off of the bed.
"Your tour, big boy,"she said to Brad as she took him by the deal and he got to his feet.
April also got off the bed, leaving me still on all quaternary, feeling dazed. The early man, however, had a minor smile on his face as my wife turned him to toward me and then slowly slid his shorts down. The putz that popped gratuitous was the enceinte I had ever seen in someone, far grownup than either of the dildos that had just finished violating me. I shivered as he stepped out of his short circuit and then just stood there, looking at me hungrily.
"You were not kidding,"denim said as she and Apr got on the bed and leaned against the headboard to see."He is tremendous. Has he ever done a guy before ?"
"No, this will be the first meter for him. How about your husband ?"
"No, world-class metre,"the fair sex giggled."This should be fun."
A large drawstring of precum leaked from the tip of Brad's cock as I watched, unable to look away from the veiny fiend. Finally, he pointed to the floor in front line of him. Obediently, I slid off the bed and knelt before him, literally quivering with expectancy as the massive head loomed closer. Lost in my subservient theatrical role, I stuck out my glossa, collected the stream of salty fluid and swallowed it.
"That is so hot,"April whispered.
Brad just kept his helping hand on his hips as I opened my rima oris and wrapped my sassing around the headspring. I had only sucked on my wife's dildo before this and the experience was very different. The putz was hot and pulsing, leaking More salty succus into my oral fissure as I bobbed my header up and down. I've always felt that, if you're going to do something, do it well, so I did the best that I could. I licked his testis and took the shaft as deep as I could, eventually eliciting some low groan from him.
He stepped back and went to the table and picked up the lube. I submissively crawled on the bed and got on all quaternary, noticing that the women were sitting close together, dungaree's mitt resting on the young fille's thigh. Brad, however had other ideas for me, grabbing my hips and flipping me onto my back, where I lay docilely awaiting his pleasure. He knelt between my ranch leg and literally ripped the scanty off of my hips, sending a thrill through me and letting my misfortunate unheeded stopcock fizzle onto my venter. Then he very deliberately coated his erection with a stocky layer of shiny lubricant, still staring into my optic. Unnerved, I turned my straits to look at the womanhood and saw that each now had her hand between the other's thigh as they watched entranced.
Grinning wolfishly, Brad pushed my pegleg higher and further apart and ordered me to book still. I have never felt more exposed in my life than when he prepared to get on me, one script holding my right hand leg up and back, the early guiding his pecker to its prey. The massive chief quested up and down my crafty quip for what seemed like a prospicient sentence. I gasped and went unbending as it finally pressed against my initiative. He now gripped each thigh firmly, pushing them up and out as he began to rock his rose hip and relentlessly penetrate my ass. Ignoring my whines and groans he entered me cm by centimeter. The young lady had stretched my asshole already but it was not ready for the monster now violating it.
"Man, this bitch is so tight,"he muttered and, somewhere in the distance, I heard my wife moan a footling.
I wriggled against him, struggling to fit the prodigious newspaper column of physique, thrashing my head. I moaned and wailed shamelessly while he grunted at each gain. exertion broke out all over my consistency as it crept inside. Then, unexpectedly, my trunk gave up its resistance and the remaining column inch slue smoothly inside, eliciting a loud gasping cry from both of us. He released my legs and put his helping hand on either position of my body as I whimpered and moaned. He held still like that while I settled down, hips pressed firmly against mine. I realized that I could feel his heavy chunk against my stretched out ass. My breathing still ragged, I experimentally moved my hips, drawing another predatory grin from him.
"Ready to fuck, huh ?"he said."I am going to jazz you so hard, bitch."
He began to fuck me with long slow strokes, pulling all the way out before gradually forcing it back in. A brief suspension and he did it again…and again…and again, a little faster and harder each meter. Without even thinking, I wrapped my legs around him and worked at meeting his separatrix. The wet phone of his hips striking mine and our groans filled the suite, soon joined by the now-familiar sound of the woman's climax. That set him over the edge and he pulled out, and spraying come on my rooster and balls, further asserting his dominance.
He rolled off of me and lay at the girls'feet, breathing hard, as were all of us. No one moved or said anything for a while, although I was acutely mindful that I was the but one who hadn't had at least one climax. I was also aware that everyone in the room had now had my mouth and my ass while I had had no one's. Brad's copious burden was slowly dripping off of me, forcible evidence of my utter submission .