My Sexual Evolution

My Sexual Evolution

By Christine

christine33113@yahoo.com

PART 8 – Sex and Incest

At the end of Part 7, I said that I was ready to get laid and ready to be tied up and screwed. However, a pretty big deal was made around my 16th birthday and my first time having sex was delayed over a week. My Grandpa Edmond flew in from Florida. Quoting traditions and telling stories of the Old Country, he and my parents told me how, at age 16, I was considered a woman. And, as a woman, I could take on more responsibilities and be more independent. My Dad offered me an opportunity to work for the Foundation part time from home and learn about the business. I excitedly accepted the chance of learning more about the business world.

Lisa, Meagan, Beth and Rhonda held a joint Sweet 16 party for Ashley and me, at Lisa's house, starting at 5:00 PM. We played silly games, confessed some secrets, and told our fantasies. Ashley and I were stripped, tied up, spanked, played with and fucked with vibrators and fingers. Lisa's mom, Anne, prepared a nice dinner for us. Around 8:30, when it was time for birthday cakes and candles, Ashley and I were surprised when Ryan, Brian, Rob, Eric, Brandon and Brad showed up for dessert. Ashley and I had our own cakes with 16 candles. Everyone sang Happy Birthday. Ashley and I made our wishes and blew out the candles. After everyone had some cake, we all squeezed into Ryan's limo and went to his house. There, Ashley and I were again stripped and thoroughly spanked. I was taken to Ryan's bedroom and tied spread eagle on his bed. One by one, all the guys, except Brad, came in and played with me and finger fucked me. It started with Brian. For weeks, he and I had been good naturedly teasing and kidding each other about when I was going to go all the way with him. No one had ever called me a cock tease. I flirted ONLY with my boyfriends and put out plenty for all of them, when we played our TUGs. I was ready and willing to go the Home Run route with all of them. I was helpless and Brian knew it. He had 2 fingers in my pussy and was teasing me mercilessly. I was nearly delirious, but before Brian would let me come, I made a date to sleep with Brian. Before the night was over, I had made dates with all 5 of my boyfriends to get laid! I reminded each of them to be sure and bring a box of condoms. All the girls had their share of orgasms that night, and they took care of the guys with blowjobs.

On the morning of my 16th birthday, Celeste took me to the local DMV office to take my driver's test. I had all the necessary certification and had to take the eye test again. I took the driving test, using Celeste's car, and easily passed. My photo was taken and I would get my new license in the mail. However, I had a temporary license and a new sense of independence. That afternoon, Nels took me to the high school. We renewed my modeling work permit and got a 2nd work permit for no more than 20 hours per week working from home for the family Foundation. When we returned home, Nels took me into the home office and showed me how to use the computer, which was linked to the main computer, at the Foundation's downtown LA office. He showed me what I would be doing and how to do it, but assured me that he would work with me the first few times.

We all dressed up that night and Grandpa Edmond drove us in our limo, to an exclusive restaurant, for my birthday dinner. Grandpa Edmond ordered a bottle of white wine for Celeste, and a bottle of red for Nels and himself. He emptied my water glass into a nearby planter and filled my water glass up with white wine. After a delicious lobster tail with drawn butter, it was time for my birthday presents. Grandpa Edmond handed me 2 envelopes. The first contained a printed certificate, from the Foundation, stating that the Foundation would pay for a full four year scholarship to the college of my choice. The 2nd envelope contained a letter certifying that I was the beneficiary of a trust fund, which I could collect when I attained the age of 35. After 2 glasses of wine I was overwhelmed with emotion and nearly speechless, but was able to profusely thank my Grandfather. Next, my father told me that he was getting me a car. This was not to be a new car, but a gently owned reliable used car that I could have for my own personal use. He also said that I was the beneficiary of a trust fund, which I could collect when I reached age 25. Finally, my Mom gave me a jewelry case containing a fine gold jewelry set of necklace, earrings and bracelet. She also told me that I was the beneficiary of a small trust fund, which I could also collect when I turned 25. She also told me that the rest of my 16th birthday present would come later that summer. I was astounded, but thanked them all many times. OK, I was a trust fund brat, but I wouldn't get a penny for 9 years, unlike some of the characters you may have seen on some TV shows today who seem to have $millions at age 18.

The next day everyone went to the Foundation's downtown offices. I had the feeling that Celeste had some interest or ownership in the Foundation, because everyone there treated her with as much deference as my Dad and Grandfather. I got the grand tour and learned how grant applications were processed and handled, after they got past the initial application process, which is what I was to work on. While we were there, someone took my picture and laminated an official Foundation photo ID card for me, showing the downtown office and our home office as my place of employment. After lunch downtown, we all went to a lawyer's office. My parents and Grandpa Edmond executed the trust agreements, before 2 witnesses and a notary, but I didn't get to read any of them. I did have to sign letters acknowledging the existence of the 3 trusts. This was more procedural, and the lawyers wanted examples of my full signature.

The next day the men and I set off to look for a car for me. You might think this would be a traumatic emotional experience for a 16 year old girl, but it wasn't. I knew that I wasn't getting a flashy sports car. I wanted a 4 door sedan, because I envisioned driving my friends around a lot. Of course Nels knew the owner's of the major car dealerships. We went to a Ford dealership first, but the sales manager told us that he didn't have much of anything to look at in what we wanted, but I did test drive a little 2 door. We went to a large GMC dealership next, where they carried the entire General Motors line of new cars, plus had used cars of many makes. OK, here's the bottom line. I got a 2 year old dark blue 1998 Buick LeSabre. I confess I chose the Blue LeSabre over a red Oldsmobile, because it was the color of my eyes, but my Buick was spotless in and out and had just over 17,000 miles. While the sales manager showed me how everything in the car worked and where the things to check were located, the men went inside to do the deal. The Foundation leased the car and made the payments, along with paying my insurance. I had to pay for gas, oil and maintenance. It was Saturday and the DMV was closed, so the dealership couldn't get the plates and complete the registration until Monday morning, my 1st day of summer school.

On the first day of summer school, Celeste drove me to school and picked me up. Later that afternoon we went to the Buick dealership and I picked up my shiny new car. I had 8 weeks of summer school in the Swing Band class, which met for 2 hours each morning. It often ran over 15-30 minutes, because we were doing so well and having so much fun. I neglected to mention that when school started in the fall, our Swing Band class would meet last period everyday. Every 2 or 3 weeks, we would give a concert, last period, to people from the area, who would be bused in from nursing homes, retirement homes and our War veterans, from local VA facilities. I couldn't think of a more worthwhile thing to do. Our Swing Band had about 20 musicians and they were made up of mostly juniors and seniors. They were really good and liked the chance to perform, anytime, anywhere. It was comprised of mostly brass and woodwind instruments, for that big band sound, and drums, bass, piano (the teacher), and 2 guys doubled up and played guitar on some songs. The musicians were great. Most all of them could read and perfectly play, from sight, any sheet music score the first time. Ryan, Daniel and I had to use the sheet music for at least a week on every song, until we memorized our parts and when to come in on a song. There were instrumentals, where we didn't sing at all; otherwise our trio usually sang the vocal parts in the middle of a song. For songs after the big band era, our trio sang the entire song. By the end of summer school, we had a repertoire of 40-50 songs.

Before I get to the sexual stuff, I want to tell you a little about my new job with the Family Foundation, because it became very important in my life, and I am currently working in an administrative position for the Foundation today. I promise that I'll get there, including a surprise luncheon that changed my life forever! I was basically a data entry person, but with much more responsibility. For the first few times, Nels and I worked together for 2-3 hours per evening. When an application came in for funding or a grant, I had to enter the basic information into the computer and assign the application an account number. My Dad taught me what to look for and how to spot a red flag item that would ultimately lead to the application's denial. There were form letters in the computer that I could bring up, fill in and print. If an application was incomplete, I would reply with a letter informing the applicant that the application was being held up, until the missing material was provided. Some of the red flag items that my Dad taught me to look out for were someone who was being evasive, vague or insincere on an application. They would get a letter asking for more detailed information, before their application could be processed. When everything was in order on an application, I simply sent out an acknowledgement letter, along with their assigned account number, and that their application would move forward. Foundations get a lot of grant applications from kooks and quacks. By the end of the summer, I could smell these guys out and reject their applications outright.

After the first week, I was pretty much on my own and simply left my completed work in the home office for my father's quick perusal and approval. My hours were my own. I could work in the morning, afternoon or evening, and averaged about 15 hours a week, earning some extra spending money. I think the most interesting applications that I saw were from inventors. The vast majority came from quacks, who had ideas for better mousetraps or other nonsense, and were rejected outright. However, occasionally someone had an idea for a new product that had merit. The Foundation had an expert analyst, who could determine if those products had the potential of selling a million units. The inventors would need the funding to make their homemade devices into production ready working products, and to market them. As part of an approved grant, The Foundation was taking a gamble and took a percentage of the pie. Foundations don't just endlessly give money away, until they are broke. The inventions that we ultimately funded were mostly of the type that you might find on HSN or QVC or had 1/2 hour infomercials during the hours where cheap commercial TV time could be bought. I got a job title and business cards. I was the "New Accounts Manager," and signed my letters that way.

My First Time –

Who do you think I slept with first? Actually, Ashley got the jump on me. That Friday I spent at the Foundation office and lawyer's office, Ashley slept with Rob. Ashley had her license, but didn't have a car. She could use the family car when it was free. I was the only one with a license and a car, among my close friends. Brian and Rob could easily walk to my house. Now that we were sophomores "to be," no one could be caught dead riding a bicycle. Eric, Brandon and Ryan lived too far to walk to my house. I had carte blanche use of the guest apartment bedroom, from Celeste, who would rather I play and have sex in the safety of my home rather than in the backseat of a car or at a fleabag motel. Lastly, it was impossible to do it at Brian's, Rob's or Eric's homes, but I did wind up going to Brandon's and Ryan's homes to get laid the first time.

My first was Brian, of course. He had been the first to makeout and feel me up, when I was first tested and tied to a tree at Ashley's house. It was Tuesday, June 5, 2000, and I picked Brian up at his house at 1:00 PM. I wore a blouse and front closure bra. I wore no panties under my skirt. Brian knew what was going to happen and seemed a little nervous. I drove to Collins Park and pulled around back, where everyone parked after football games and parties. I wasn't nervous about getting laid, but didn't know if any maintenance people might come around. I ignored my Mom's admonishment, and had decided that I wanted to christen the back seat of my car. I parked the car. There wasn't a car or person in sight. We were secluded and surrounded by the woods. Brian and I climbed into my backseat and started making out.

After about 15 minutes, my blouse was unbuttoned and my bra opened. I didn't take them all the way off, but just pushed them back on my shoulders. My excitement and anticipation grew as Brian squeezed my breasts and kissed and sucked my nipples. I re-positioned myself to lie on my back across the back seat. Brian knelt between my legs. I pulled my skirt up around my waist and revealed my little surprise, my bare glistening pussy. He positioned my left leg up over the back seat and my right leg spread, with my foot on the floor. Brian used his fingers to play with my bare pussy, until I was good and wet and moaning and bucking. After a bit of backseat acrobatics, he got his jeans and boxers down below his knees and rolled a condom on his hard stiff cock. I was ready and he was ready. He leaned over me, and I helped him guide his cock into my waiting love hole. He went in easily, and after a few tentative thrusts, buried his cock inside me. It felt wonderful having a live hard throbbing cock inside me. Brian started thrusting at a steady fast non-stop pace. I moaned and gasped and bucked my hips, trying to keep pace with him. An orgasm was just beginning to build deep within me, when Brian came with a loud groan of triumph. He pulled out and left me unfulfilled and wanting, but that was what I expected might happen the first time. I didn't even attempt to fake an orgasm.

As we put ourselves back together and got dressed, I told Brian that we weren’t finished and were going back to my place. It somehow dawned on him, during the short ride back to my house, that I hadn't come. I told him that we were going to practice some more, until we could both get off. When we got back to my house, I led Brian into the guest apartment and into my bedroom. There, we began making out and slowly taking each other's clothes off. When we were naked, I had Brian lie on his back in the center of the bed, and place a couple of condom packets next to his pillow. I crawled on top of Brian, on my hands and knees, and leaned down and started making out with him. I kissed him hard and long, caressing the top of his tongue with mine, and letting him suck my tongue. I kissed him all over his face, ears and neck, working my way south. Before resuming my hot wet trail, I let Brian lick and suck on my dangling nipples for a few moments. I nibbled on his taut little nipples, before continuing my hot wet kisses down to his flagpole. It was only at about half-mast, so I licked his balls and his growing shaft. I briefly took him in my mouth and gave him a good suck. While all this was going on, Brian was constantly caressing my body wherever he could reach, and grabbed my tits and nipples whenever he could.

I was straddling him again on all fours, bending my head down to give him slow soft passionate kisses, while his free hands squeezed and played with my breasts and nipples. For a few moments, I captured his now hard cock in my slit. I teased him by rubbing my wet pussy up and down his shaft. Abruptly, I got myself up on my knees, grabbed and opened a condom and rolled it down his cock. You all remember sex ed class, where they showed us how to put a condom on a banana?  I straddle Brian and eased myself down on his straight hard cock. It slipped inside me so easily. Slowly and steadily I eased myself down, until Brian's cock was all the way inside me. OH GOD! I was completely impaled on his beautiful dick. I felt wonderful and full. I tightened my pussy muscles and felt Brian's cock twitch in response. I wiggled around and felt his pubic hairs tickle my clit. I started moving up and down, slowly at first, and then faster and faster. My fingers, from both hands, played with my nipples and clit. I was riding that cock towards orgasm and it was coming fast. Brian bucked his hips under me and matched me thrust for thrust. Just as my orgasm hit me, I felt Brian's cock stiffen inside me and he stopped bucking. I'm not sure which of us groaned the loudest, but I collapsed onto Brian's chest. As my orgasm ravaged my body, with those wonderful tingling spasms of pleasure, I also felt Brian's cock, deep inside me, twitching and spewing out his hot load of semen.

When I could speak, I whispered, "Don't move a muscle!" "We're not done yet." I slowly wiggled my hips around and began kissing him. As our kisses grew hotter and longer, I felt a stirring in Brian's cock. I wiggled harder and began to rock up and down on his shaft. After a few more minutes, Brian's cock was rock hard. I said, "Flip me over and fuck my brains out!" He did. GOD, I didn't realize how turned on I was. Brian fucked me slowly at first, and I shrieked and came. I gasped out, "Don't stop (as if he could), FASTER, FASTER!" Brian plastered me to the bed and shoved his cock all the way in. He fucked me fast and hard, until we both exploded with colossal orgasms. As I gulped in air, Brian stayed on top of me, until our orgasms subsided. When he finally rolled off, we held each other and cuddled for about 10 minutes, without either of us saying a word. We took turns using the bathroom and came back to bed and cuddled and talked for another 20 minutes or so. It was great. I hadn't imagined that sex could have been so wonderful, and so much fun! I had thought a lot about experimenting with having sex in various positions and locations, remembering all the different ways I had previously been tied up during the many TUGs I had played. When I broached the subject, Brian was all for it. I thought about it for a few minutes and then took Brian out to the great room.

I played a CD of slow dance music. We didn't really dance. Instead, we just sort of swayed naked, toe to toe, kissing and caressing each other's bodies. My breasts and nipples were really taut and sensitive, and I responded with deep moans, while Brian played with them. Eventually, we wrapped our arms around each other and fell into a swaying kissing clench. Brian's cock hardened and grew and pressed into my belly. I reached down and slipped his cock between my legs, and we continued to sway and makeout. I was hot and wet, and Brian was as hard as he could be. I said, "Put on a condom and screw me from behind!" I positioned myself bent over the back of a nearby upholstered chair, spread my legs and waited for Brian to enter me.

He grabbed my hips and slid his cock slowly inside me. After his recent orgasms, Brian would have more staying power this time. I figured that I was in for a good long fucking and wasn't disappointed. At first, Brian moved in and out of my pussy at an agonizingly slow pace, often pausing with just the head of his cock inside me. Next, he drove into me at a moderate pace, but just as we were getting into a rhythm and I started to moan, he stopped and pulled out. He was teasing me, but I think he was testing his own endurance. Eventually he tired of his toying with me and got down to business. He plunged into me as far as he could, holding and pulling my hips on every thrust. My orgasm started to build, but I could still think clearly, and clasped my hands behind my back, to see how it might feel getting fucked while tied up. Faster and deeper Brian went. The sound, of his hips slamming into my ass, was as loud as my moans and gasps. My orgasm was fast approaching, but Brian still pounded my pussy faster, as he strived for his own release. I braced my legs and strained against my clasped wrists, as my orgasm crashed through me. Maybe 2 or 3 thrusts later, Brian joined me in his own orgasmic bliss. He collapsed onto my back and held me around the waist, while his cock continued to squirt and jerk inside me.

Brian used the bathroom first, and I remembered to tell him not to flush the condoms. After I used the bathroom, we got dressed. Brian was inn great spirits and decided to walk home. I kissed him goodbye at my front door and promised that we'd do it again soon. When I shut the door, I ran into my Mother. She knew we had done it. She knew that I was Hell bent on getting laid after my 16th birthday, and there had been no time for this, during the previous days. We talked about it for awhile. I told her about what we did and how it felt. She was happy that it was such a wonderful experience for me, and reminded me to always use condoms and never flush them.

Over the following 2 weeks, I had sex with Ryan, Eric, Brandon and Rob. Each of them had their own unique way of screwing me, but ALL of them took plenty of time getting me turned on and prepared, before entering me. We all tried different positions besides the old missionary one. I was screwed on the floor, on a sofa and on the coffee table. Ryan backed me up against a wall. My back partially held me up, but I wrapped my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around his hips. Ryan supported me with his hands cupping my ass, while I humped up and down on his rod. I knelt on my bed, with my ass sticking up and my head buried in a pillow, and Eric knelt on my bed and fucked me from behind. Finally, I knelt bent over my bed, a chair and the coffee table, while one of the guys screwed me from behind. My favorite positions were getting it doggie style and with me on top.

Tied Up and Screwed –

During the last 2 weeks of June, and before the July 4 Holiday, I again had sex sessions with all 5 guys, despite having to squeeze my period in there. Each time, I would have sex with them, first without ropes. Then, I would get into some sexy play clothes and let each of them tie me up, play with me, strip me and eventually screw me one or more times. Being tied up, helpless and struggling, while getting screwed, made me hotter and hornier, and my orgasms came easier and were more intense. I WAS ADDICTED!

Lisa's 16th birthday wasn't until the end of July, and Meagan's was in the fall, but both girls were on the pill and having sex by this time. Beth and Rhonda didn't start having sex until the middle of August. After July 4, Lisa, Ashley, Meagan and I began to have 2 on 2 sex sessions. During one of those, with Meagan, her boyfriend Brad had sex with me for the first time. In our 2 on 2 sessions, the 2 guys would tie the 2 girls up naked. They would make us do silly things, spank us and tease or torment our breasts or pussies, before screwing us. Then, the guys would switch and screw the other girl. It happened on Friday, July 14, in the afternoon. I had picked up Eric and Brandon for a 2 on 2 at my house. Ashley was going to walk over and join us. 1:30 PM had passed and there was no sign of Ashley, who was always very punctual. We waited another 10 minutes, and still no Ashley. I asked Eric to walk down my driveway, to the road, to see if Ashley was coming, while I called her. I called her cell phone and had to leave a message. I called their house and there was no answer. I found out later that Ashley had left a message for me on my cell phone, but I had left it up in my room. Her father had gotten dizzy at work and collapsed. He was taken by ambulance to the hospital, and by the end of the day it was determined to be a blood pressure problem, but he was OK. When Eric reported back that he didn't see Ashley, I said, "Well it looks like it's just the 3 of us." "Can you guys come up with something to do with me for a few hours?"

Well, they tied my wrists, elbows, ankles and knees. For good measure, they blindfolded and gagged me and left me sprawled on the floor, presumably to decide what to do with me. When they returned, they got me on my feet and removed my gag and blindfold. I was kissed, felt up and played with, while they stripped me. When I was totally naked, my wrists were tied crossed behind me, up between my shoulder blades. I was bent over and rubber bands were snapped onto my breasts. Eric used 1, and then 2 fingers, to get my pussy wet and ready. Brandon had my vibrator and turned it up to high. After he shoved it all the way into my love tunnel, Eric quickly tied a crotch rope on me, to hold the vibe firmly in place and torment my clit. They told me to run and Eric gave me a smart smack on my ass. I began to run and they chased me all around the great room, smacking my ass whenever they could. You try running in a crotch rope, with a vibrator buzzing in your pussy on high. I had mixed feelings. The spanking and the chafing of the crotch rope were somewhat painful, but nonetheless stimulating. However, the buzzing vibrator in my pussy was driving me wild. I tried to stop and dodge the blows, but one of them would always come around behind me and resume smacking my ass. My swollen pink tit globes bounced on my chest, as I ran, and further turned me on. Eventually, I couldn't run anymore and collapsed into Eric's chest.

Eric squeezed my sensitive globular tits and pinched my nipples. He kissed me deeply several times and abruptly stopped. I was spun around, smacked on my ass and told to run to Brandon, who was standing about 20' away. He chased me, spanking my butt, until I ran into Brandon's arms. Brandon groped my breasts and pinched my nipples, before plunging his tongue in my mouth and kissing me thoroughly. The buzzing vibrator and vibrating crotch rope were taking their toll on my pussy. I wasn't sure how much more of this torment I could take. I was chased back to Eric, for more of the same, and an orgasm was quickly building in my pussy. What would happen if I came while running between the guys? There was no way I could stop or delay my inevitable orgasm. How long would they keep this up? Back to Brandon I ran for the 2nd time. I was whimpering and panting. Just after Brandon finished playing with my swollen orbs and captured my mouth with his, I shuddered and came. Brandon held me, until my orgasm subsided, and then proclaimed, "She's ready!"

My crotch rope was untied and the vibrator extracted from my pussy. They pushed me down onto my knees and Brandon's cock waved in front of my face. I licked it and got his semi-rigid member good and wet. Brandon shoved it in my mouth and I began to suck. As I bobbed up and down and sucked, his cock grew in my mouth. Pretty soon, he was as hard as he would get. Brandon pulled out and rolled a condom on his turgid dick, while Eric ordered me to crawl over to a nearby upholstered chair. I was kneeling in front of the chair, and Eric made me bend over at the waist, so that my face and upper body were on the chair's cushion. He told me to spread my knees and stick out my ass. No sooner had I done this, when Brandon shoved his now rock hard cock inside me. He paused for a moment to lightly rub his cool hands over my hot rosy red ass cheeks. Then, he started pumping. At first, he went slow, but soon grabbed my hips and rammed his cock in and out, faster and faster. With each thrust, my mashed nipples on my reddened tits rubbed against the tweedy upholstery fabric. I think our moans and grunts encouraged and drove each of us to a nearly simultaneous climax. As I enjoyed the first tremors of my orgasm, I felt Brian's cock jerk as he expelled his cum, and I could feel the hot sticky cream filling the tip of his condom.

Eric made me crawl on my knees, with my wrists still tied up between my shoulder blades, several feet from the chair. He simply shoved his cock in my mouth. As his cock grew harder, I thought this would be a repeat of what Brandon did. His cock in my mouth generated enough saliva so that I could slurp and suck and bob up and down on him. I thought he would pull out any second, but he cupped my face and shoved his cock into my throat. After several plunges all the way into my throat, Eric moved his hands to hold the back of my head, and held his penis deep in my throat. He massaged the head of his dick against the lining of my throat. Then, he fucked my mouth until he came. He pulled out before I even had the chance to lick him off, and left me with a mouthful of cum to swallow. I'm not sure how Eric did it, but while Brandon had me crawl back to the upholstered chair and assume my bent over position, Eric wiped his cock off, with a paper towel, rolled on a condom and was still hard enough to get his cock in my pussy. Eric bent over my back and found my squashed nipples with his fingers.  As he gently rolled my nipples, he slowly moved his penis around inside me. I felt his shaft growing and hardening. When Eric was ready, he knelt upright and gave me the longest hardest fucking that I had ever received. I was still amazed that he was able to keep it up, and the mouth fucking had turned me on so much that I came about halfway through it. He slowed for a little bit, while I shook from my orgasm, and then resumed his torrid onslaught on my pussy. When Eric finally came, it also made me come again. It was so hot and intense that I thought I would never come down. I shook and moaned for so long that I think Eric was worried that he hurt me.

Eventually, I knelt upright and smiled at both of them saying, "What's next?" They untied my wrists and took the rubber bands off my tits. I actually felt very little pain while they were on, but OWWWWW, they really hurt when the blood started rushing back into them. I was given several minutes to rub my arms and massage my breasts. I got to my feet and was led over to the marble island countertop. My wrists were tied crossed behind my back. Eric grabbed me under my armpits, picked me up and plopped my butt on the cool marble. They laid me out in the center of the slab. Eric said to Brandon, "You tease her pussy with her vibrator and play with her titties, while I give her a PINK BELLY!" I knew what they were, but had never had one or seen one. Brandon started teasing my pussy, with my vibrator on low, and Eric started slapping my tummy with his fingers. It really doesn't hurt much, but it's a cumulative thing. Brandon moved up to play with my breasts and nipples, but he left the vibrator buzzing in my pussy. Eric continued beating on my stomach, like a drum, to his own rhythm. My emotions were mixed. They kept me in a constant state of arousal while inflicting some of that delicious pain that I loved so much. They switched positions and continued. The whole ordeal must have lasted 15-20 minutes. My tummy was a bright reddish pink. It burned and tingled, but my pussy tingled more.

They got me down from the countertop and bent me over the back of one of the sofas. This time they gave me a thorough spanking with each of them smacking one of my ass cheeks. I wish they had gagged me, because I moaned and whimpered through it all. They didn't stop until they were satisfied that my butt was bright red and burning. Then, each of them screwed me from behind, doggie style. My head was spinning and my twat tingled, from 2 wonderful orgasms, when they finished with me.

However, there was no rest for me. They were going to have a little more fun with me at my expense. They had me kneel down in the center of the great room floor. Eric retrieved my still wet vibrator. Although it was turned off, they made me suck it and give it a proper long blowjob. It lasted about 15 minutes and the vibrator was shoved into my throat many times. My clothes, from when we began this TUG, were still scattered all over the floor. They left the vibrator sticking out of my mouth with me still sucking it. They told me to crawl around the room on my knees and pickup my clothes, one at a time, and bring each garment to one of them using only the protruding end of the vibrator. About 4" of my 7-1/2" vibrator was in my mouth, leaving me a little more than 3" to snag a piece of clothing. With my wrists tied behind my back, I had to bend way over and push a piece of clothing around until I could catch a seam on the end of the vibrator. I would then kneel upright and crawl to one of the guys to deliver it. The other twist was that whenever I delivered one of my pieces of clothes, Brandon or Eric would take the vibe out of my mouth, turn it on, run it in and out of my pussy a few times and then replace it in my mouth. I was quite familiar with the taste of my pussy juices, having been gagged many times with my wet panties. My blouse, skirt and bra were the easiest to catch and deliver, but my flimsy panties took quite a while to capture on the end of my vibrator.

The guys took me into my bedroom and arranged me on my back in the center of the bed. My legs were pulled apart like a wishbone, and my ankles were tied to the side rails of the bed. Brandon had been carrying around a hard on since they fucked my mouth with the vibrator. Although I was still in my almost constant state of arousal, he took his time kissing me, caressing me all over, nicely playing with my breasts and nipples and using his fingers to get my cunt really wet and open for him. He slowly slid his cock in, deeper and deeper, right up to the hilt. OH GOD! It felt so good and right. His cock was alive inside me and I could look at his eyes and see his facial expressions as he laid atop me and screwed me. It wasn't at all frenzied or hard, but rather a steady thorough fucking. It was a beautiful act like he was making love to me. My moans grew more frequent and my breathing quickened. Only near the end did Brandon accelerate his pace. I screamed when I came, but Brandon muffled it by kissing me and groaning in my mouth when he climaxed. I didn't remember when he pulled out and got off of me. I was just lying there basking in the afterglow of my orgasm.

I opened my eyes when Eric climbed onto the bed. He propped me up and stuffed a pillow under my head. He straddled my shoulders and directed his cock down to my lips. I opened my mouth and accepted his flaccid penis. After sucking it and flicking its head, with my tongue, for a few moments, I stuck my tongue out and licked it all over. From my position, I really couldn't go up and down on his cock. Instead, Eric simply thrust his cock 3"-4" deep in my mouth while I sucked him and used my tongue along the underside of his penis. When he was hard, Eric repositioned himself to hover over me on all fours. Rather than enter me right away, he ran the length of his dick up and down my pussy slit for a tantalizingly long time. I almost begged him to enter me. Finally, he did. He teased and toyed with my pussy. He fucked me deeply and slowly, until I nearly became frantic, and then stopped. Eric kept his cock buried inside me and just wriggled around a little. I tried to buck and wiggle my hips, but he had me plastered to the bed. After the 3rd or 4th time, my moans became desperate. Eric was somewhat like Ryan and Brian. They loved to tease me, and I loved being teased. I don't know where these guys got their control and stamina. When he resumed pounding my love hole, he had me whining, "YES, YES, GOD YES, I WANT TO COME, I WANT TO COME, I NEED TO COME!" That tine did it. Eric pounded my cunt into orgasmic mayhem. Eric came with a huge shudder, and I couldn't stop coming. Eric's cock throbbed and twitched inside me while I continued to shudder uncontrollably. I whispered, "Kiss me, Eric."

I had that just fucked warm glow and my pussy still quivered when I dropped Eric and Brandon off at their homes. I was really feeling good about myself. I had gone through a little rough 2 on 1 TUG, and both guys had fucked me 3 times. For a few hours, once or twice a week, I had become a submissive sex slave. Not only did I love being tied up, struggling, and being played with, but loved it when they controlled me, forced me and even made me do silly things. The sex was an added bonus. I couldn't wait to do it again!

The Challenge, The Dare, and The Bet -

It was a little more than a week later, on Sunday, July 23; the girls were all gathered at Lisa's house, just hanging around the pool. We weren't going to play any TUGs. We were talking about the upcoming cheerleader tryouts, plus guys and sex. Lisa, Ashley, Meagan and I had told their favorite sex experiences. I had recounted, not for the first time, my afternoon 2 on 1 with Eric and Brandon. I felt a little sorry for Beth and Rhonda, who hadn't had sex yet and were having to listen to the rest of us going on and on. However, we learned that both girls had started the pill. Before the afternoon was over, Beth and Rhonda admitted that they would first like to have sex with Eric and Brandon, and for their first time, they wanted to be tied up!

At some point that afternoon, Ashley asked, "Christine, do you think you could possibly take on 3 guys at once?" Everybody chimed in, and before I could think about it, the question became, "Who would you choose?" Without commenting on the original question by Ashley, I answered, "Brian, Rob and Ryan." Lisa pounced on that. She dared me to play a TUG with all 3 guys simultaneously. While I was still thinking about it, Lisa upped the ante. She dared me to play a TUG with all 3 guys and let each of them screw me 3 times! Lisa was so certain that I wouldn't go through with it that she bet me $25.00 that I would use the safeword before it was over. Chaos broke out. All the other girls wanted a part of the bet. Before I could even consider or answer, each of the 5 girls had said they would put up $10.00, and the dare and the bet stood at $50.00. Was it worth $50.00 to give it a try? "YES," was my resounding answer! I checked my calendar for a date when I would have the house to myself. "Saturday afternoon, August 5", was my reply. A few minor details had to be decided, but Lisa said that she would set it all up, and the dare and bet had been made.

Cheerleader Tryouts –

I want to keep this story somewhat in chronological order, but a lot more went on over the summer and during the month of August besides sex TUGs. I had 3-4 photo shoots each month over the summer which took most of a day. I averaged about 15 hours a week working at home for the Foundation, and spent 1/2 day, twice a month, working and learning at the downtown LA office. Ryan, Daniel and I, the trio from our newly formed Swing Band, got together at least once a week at Ryan's house to practice some of our more difficult songs. Ryan's mother was an accomplished pianist and accompanied us while we sang our parts. Lisa had her 16th birthday and got her license at the end of July. We had a typical Sweet 16 party for her. She did not get a car. Lisa and Ashley usually had the use of a car in the evening and on weekends. Finally, my Mom, Celeste, and Lisa's mom, Anne, had videotaped, with sound, our various cheerleader routines from last fall's football season. Nels took them down to the Foundation office and edited them and dubbed 3 edited tapes. Meagan, Beth and Rhonda wanted to be cheerleaders. I had actually given each of them a tape earlier last spring. However, during June and July, One or more of our cheerleader group of Lisa, Ashley and me got together with these girls, at least once a week, and practiced the cheerleader routines. At my house, we just played the tape in the great room and watched it on the big TV as we practiced along with it. Soon we would have cheerleader practice every morning M-F, and the guys would be doing 2-a-day football practices.

Cheerleader tryouts were on Monday, July 31, and there was a pretty good turnout. If you remember from last year, Lisa, Ashley and I were freshman cheerleaders on the JV squad, and the other 5 girls were sophomores. Those 5 girls moved up to be varsity cheerleaders, leaving 5 openings to be filled at the tryouts. Meagan, Beth and Rhonda were the only sophomores there, and the remainder was incoming freshmen. After we read the questionnaires each girl filled out and watched the tryout performances, it was clear to me who should be on the squad. Meagan, Beth and Rhonda had everything down pat and had great auditions. There were 2 other girls, Stephanie and Brittany, who stood out and had obviously practiced our routines over the summer. We huddled together with Coach and these 5 girls were easy choices to fill out the JV cheerleader squad. Lisa was elected captain and Ashley became assistant captain. Stephanie and Brittany were the perky cute kind of girls that would make great cheerleaders. We learned that Brittany was Jackie's younger sister, and Stephanie was her best friend. Jackie was the assistant captain of last year's JV cheerleader squad. She told me that she and some other girls had been tying up Stephanie and Brittany for a couple years and playing girl's TUGs. Also, our 2 new cheerleaders put out for their boyfriends, and Might do more things than me! 

The Dare and The Bet –

It was Saturday, August 5, the day of my big 3-1 dare and bet. I saw my parents off that morning and went back to bed for a little nap. After lunch, I dressed in my play clothes and put out the equipment in the great room. I think I was so excited that I became nervous and fidgety. Brian and Rob were walking the few blocks over to my house. Lisa picked up Ryan and arrived about 12:45 PM. Both of them carried paper bags. Lisa put the $50.00 bet down on the counter top and I covered it with my own $50.00. She took me into my bedroom and told me to strip. She had brought an outfit for me to wear. First, out of her bag came an old black nylon bra and panty set. The panties fit fine, but the bra was really small. I couldn't hook the bra in back, and Lisa stretched the elastic and got it fastened in the last hook. The bra straps had to be readjusted and my tits were bulging out of the cups. Next, out of the bag came an old white blouse, which Lisa had cut the sleeves off of, leaving ragged armholes. I was barely able to close and button the blouse over my bulging bra. Finally, Lisa pulled an old print cotton skirt out of her bag. But, she had also cut the skirt off really short leaving a ragged frayed hem. When I shimmied into it, Lisa pushed up my blouse and adjusted the skirt so that it covered my panties by no more than 1". There were beltloops on the skirt, but no belt. It was fastened by one lonely button. I put my hair up in a ponytail and Lisa tied my wrists behind my back.

Lisa marched me out into the great room and presented me to the guys who had changed into their swimsuits. This was an ominous beginning. Lisa and her mom were going out for the afternoon, but she said she would stop back later to check on me. The guys started out by taking turns kissing me, feeling me up and rubbing my pussy. Soon, I was down on my knees and told to give each of them a blowjob. I had to pull their swimsuits down with my teeth. Brian and Ryan let me work on their cocks at my own teasing pace and gave each of them a long slow blowjob. However, Rob was a little eager to get off. After I got him good and wet and was bobbing and sucking on his penis, he grabbed my head and slammed his dick in and out of my mouth and throat until he came. With the preliminaries out of the way, the guys took me out to the pool and sat me on a chaise lounge. They removed my tennis shoes, picked me up and threw me in the pool.

I surfaced sputtering and spurting in chest deep water. As I got my feet planted on the bottom of the pool, the guys converged on me. I was held from behind and Rob unbuttoned my soaked blouse and pushed it back over my shoulders. Without warning, Brian grabbed my bra and ripped it off! Ryan reached under my clinging macro micro mini skirt and literally ripped my panties off! Before I could react, he had a finger inside my pussy and started finger fucking me. Just as the first moan escaped my mouth, he pulled his finger out. I was told to suck his cock, and they pushed me underwater. I found his semi-limp penis and got a good seal on it. I sucked and he pushed his cock back and forth in my mouth. They let me come up, and as I caught my breath, Rob slipped a finger in my cunt. I was getting turned on and started to mew, but I was again dunked to suck Rob's cock. The alternating torment continued. The underwater cock sucking was a turn on, but my pussy was telling me that I needed to come soon. I think each of them did this to me twice, but my mind was in a stupor. I remember that Ryan's cock was really hard when we finished.

They half walked and half dragged me out of the pool. While Brian and Rob toweled off, Ryan laid me on my back on one of the double-wide padded redwood chaise lounges. He climbed on top of me and crushed my mouth with his. As we kissed, I heard the other guys say that they would find "a good spot" and walked away. Ryan moved to my tits, with his mouth, and thoroughly licked and sucked my nipples into taut hard aching buds. I needed no further foreplay, but Ryan easily slid 2 fingers in my love canal to determine that I was hot and wet. He pushed up my skirt, laid on top of me and plunged his cock all the way inside me. I felt the warmth of his bare torso against my wet skin. I raised and spread my legs, allowing him to go even deeper. He fucked me furiously until I crashed into my first orgasm and he exploded deep inside me. While I recovered, Ryan toweled himself off. He sat me up and put on my tennis shoes. When I stood up, he button my blouse and walked me across our lawn and out towards our woods. My wrists were still tied behind me and my hard nipples were trying to poke through the thin transparent fabric of my wet blouse. We found the other guys near the far left rear corner of our woods.

Brian and Rob took over and tied me spread eagle between 2 trees. My arms were raised and stretched, and my legs were tied wide apart, so that my tight little skirt rose up exposing my pussy. My nipples did not go unnoticed by Rob and Brian. They pinched and pulled on them until they got even harder and longer. Again without warning, all 3 guys shredded and ripped my blouse off! After that, Rob ripped my little skirt off! Both garments were totally ruined and couldn't be worn again, and I was totally naked. Ryan had brought a towel with him. He toweled my hair and dried me off, spending an extra amount of time between my legs with the terry towel. From their little bag of goodies, Rob pulled out a small handful of tiny rubber bands. They were quite thin and no bigger than my little finger. It took him several tries to double the loop, stretch it and snap it on my left nipple. Brian got one of those little devils on my right nipple in 2 tries. Outside of a little jolt of pain, when they were first snapped on, they were not uncomfortable. Instead, they made my nipples sensitive and swell just a bit, keeping constant pressure on them and assuring that I was always aware of their presence. After all 3 of the guys kissed me and played with my sensitive nipples, another toy appeared from their bag. It was my big vibrator. Brian worked it in my pussy and then shoved it deep in my mouth. Brian told me to suck it and began fingering my pussy. While he did this, Ryan and Rob got behind me and started spanking me. They rotated around me, with one guy always fucking my mouth with my vibrator and teasing my pussy with his fingers, while the other 2 continued to spank my ass.

I sucked that vibrator voraciously. The assault on my pussy had me squirming and moaning, and the spanking aroused me even more. When they finally stopped, I was a hot horny cunt dripping girl, with a bright red burning ass, who desperately wanted to come. Brian and Rob obliged my silent wishes. Each of them fucked me standing up. They plunged into me so hard that I felt that I might be lifted off the ground. If my knees weren't locked, I would have collapsed after my 2nd incredible orgasm. Ryan freed me from my spread-eagle. Ryan tied my wrists behind my back while the other guys packed the extra ropes, ruined clothes, etc. in the paper bag. Ryan took my arm and everyone headed for my house. I balked when we got to the edge of the woods. I told them that I couldn't go across our lawn naked.Brian said that they would shield me from anyone passing by the house. Of course, the guys wore t-shirts and swim trunks and had nothing to worry about. I hoped no delivery truck pulled in our driveway. Ryan held my arm and we set off jogging towards our swimming pool. As I ran, My boobs bounced and I felt those little rubber bands still keeping my nipples taut and aroused. I kept an eye on the driveway entrance in our front wall, and thankfully no cars went by.

We made it behind the house without being seen. Ryan still held my arm and walked me around the pool fence and we stopped behind the 4 car garage. He told the other guys, "I'm going to do Christine here in the grass!" "Why don't you guys check out the garage and bring some ripe plums out on a plate." PLUMS? I looked down and saw that Ryan had a huge bulge in his swimsuit. I thought that it might be painful to run with a hard on, but maybe the rubbing turned him on more? Ryan got me on my back in the lush grass. The cool grass soothed my ass which had faded to a bright pink. When I spread my legs for him, I felt the little blades of grass tickling my pussy. Ryan quickly knelt between my legs, pulled down his swimsuit and rolled on a condom. Without any foreplay, he shoved his cock straight into my love canal. I raised my knees and spread my legs, because I didn't want any grass clippings rammed up my pussy. It was a fantastic fuck. Ryan used his superb control and screwed me slowly at first and switched to a furious surge of slamming into my cunt. I was wailing and gasping, and thought I might come any second, but he switched back to a slow teasing rhythm. With each thrust he seemed to penetrate me deeper. My legs were flailing all over in the air. With every slow deep thrust, I began screaming, "YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!" Finally, I locked my ankles around his waist, while Ryan pounded my pussy, until we went over the top into our own shuddering climaxes.

When we recovered, Ryan got 2 ropes out of the bag and tied my knees and ankles together and Anneounced; "Now we're going to have a little fun with you!" Brian and Rob came back with a plate holding several plums. Ryan got me up on my knees and said, "I think Christine is hot to suck you guys off, before we play with her." They didn't hesitate. Although I had to start with limp dicks on both of them, I gave each a good long licking and sucked their balls which got them, at least, partially hard. Brian let me suck and lick and tease his cock longer, but eventually both guys turned their blowjobs into thorough mouth fuckings. When each came, he held his cock deep in my mouth and sprayed his cum into my throat. I swallowed all of their hot sticky semen and licked each of them clean.

It was playtime. I was lying on my side in the lush grass with my wrists, knees and ankles tied. I became one corner in an informal square. Each guy sat down at the other 3 corners of the square with each side measuring about 12'. A plate of 3 fat plums sat on the grass in the center of the square. I was told that I had to go to the plate, grab a plum in my mouth and deliver it to one of them. My knees and ankles were tied, so I couldn't crawl. I got on my back and tried to move myself along the grass, like an inchworm would move, but I couldn't slide my body. Eventually, I just laid flat on the lawn and rolled. What a sight I must have been! I made it to the plate, got on my stomach and captured a plum in my mouth. I rolled over to Rob. When I was on my back, Rob plucked the plum from my mouth and ate it. It was pretty juicy and while he ate the plum, he leaned over me and let the plum juice dribble all over my tits. When he finished, he told me to return the pit to the plate. Rob held the plum pit in his teeth and I had to grab it in my mouth, roll back to the plate and fetch another plum for the next guy. I repeated this twice more. However, Brian ate his big juicy plum over my pussy. When I finished, my face, tits and pussy were sticky messes. Little blades of grass clung to my boobs and pussy hairs. Then, Brian brought out a bowl of ice cubes!

They surrounded me and rolled me onto my stomach. One of them spread my ass cheeks and another placed 2 or 3 semi-circular ice cubes in my ass crack. Each of them spent some time rubbing an ice cube all over the back of my body. I squirmed and shrieked, but they held me down. My upper body held up well, but the ice cubes along the backs of my legs and inner thighs drove me mad. Then, they flipped me over on my back. Ryan concentrated on my pussy and legs. He rubbed my pussy lips with a fresh ice cube. When it had melted some, he left it in my slit saying, "DON'T MOVE!" Brian and Rob concentrated mostly on my tits, but they thoroughly rubbed their ice cubes all over my upper torso. The rubber bands were STILL around my nipples, but when the ice cubes first hit my nipples, they shrank. The guys took the rubber bands off and I felt no pain in my numbed buds. I had some goosebumps here and there when they quit torturing me. My ankles and knees were untied. They walked me into the pool area and hosed me off. Brian and Ryan dried me off and cleaned up my sticky face. I had willingly been their little slave play toy, and they had the ability to do whatever theirs and Lisa's minds had devised for me. Despite a little pain, some discomfort from the ice and a bit of humiliation and embarrassment from running across my lawn naked and rolling around in the grass, I was still hot and horny and having the time of my life.

Rob took my arm and walked me through the side door of the garage, Ryan thought maybe it was time I got another spanking, but the other 2 guys had erections that they needed to do something about. Down at the far end of the garage stood our limo, with its doors wide open, welcoming us inside. Everybody piled in and I was placed on the floor on my back. Rob and Brian screwed me sprawled on the lush carpeting covering the limo's floor. They took the time to kiss and play with me, and made sure my cunt was dripping wet, before they shoved their hard dicks inside me. After being fucked hard twice in a row, I curled up on the limo floor to get my 2nd wind. I had been screwed 6 times already that afternoon, and I was feeling a little tired. Eventually Ryan dragged me out of the limo. I knew what he wanted to do. I had parked my car out in front of our house. Consequently, the space next to the limo was empty. Ryan tied a piece of rope to my bound wrists. He took the other end and threw it over the overhead track for my garage door and PULLED! My bound wrists rose higher and higher forcing me to bend at the waist. When he tied the rope off, my torso was nearly parallel to the floor in the strappado position. From their seemingly bottomless paper bag, Ryan produced a rolled up pair of white socks and a scarf gag. The socks were stuffed in my mouth and the scarf gag, tied around my head, muffled any intelligent uttering I made. All 3 of them had figuratively already gotten a piece of my ass, but this time they mercilessly smacked my poor ass cheeks until they were a bright raw red. Initially, they spanked me so hard that tears rolled down my face and I wailed into my gag. I'm not sure if they eased up on me or I became used to it, but the 2nd half of the spanking aroused me more than it punished me. A little breeze wafted into the garage, and besides the pain from my reddened butt, I could feel the tiniest stream of pussy juices beginning to trickle down my inner thighs. Brian and Rob said they were going inside to get ready, and left me alone with Ryan.

I hung there with my head slumped. Ryan lightly massaged my sore ass with both palms and asked, "Christine, do you want to come?" I nodded my head, yes. "With this," he asked as he slowly slid 1 finger in and out of my pussy. I shook my head, no. "How about like this," he asked while 2 fingers were slowly moving in and out of my wet love canal. I again shook my head, no. "Do you want me to get your vibrator and fuck you with it?" Ryan asked while his fingers rhythmically continued moving in and out of my dripping cunt. I shook my head, no. "Do you want me to stop?" Oh God, no, I thought. If I said yes and he stopped, would he still fuck me with his cock? But, I was moaning already and my pussy was on fire, screaming at me that I needed to come. I shook my head, no. What would he do now? "Well then," Ryan asked, "What do you want me to fuck you with?" Well, the answer was obvious, but I was getting desperate. I tried to scream, "COCK, COCK, COCK," but all that came out was a muffled "auk, auk, auk." I sounded like a pitiful squawking bird. Ryan stopped and withdrew his fingers from my pussy which elicited a huge groan of disappointment from me, but a moment later he appeared in front of me. There in front of my eyes stood Ryan's beautiful stiff penis glistening with pussy juices from his fingers. "Do you want me to use this," He asked. I vigorously nodded my head, yes.

Ryan leaned over me from behind. He was crouched a little and I felt his pubic hairs rubbing my pussy lips. His hands caressed my sides and belly, before he fondled my breasts and rolled my nipples between his fingers. He ran his hands up and down my thighs and told me to spread my legs wide apart. He slid the head of his cock into me and held it there. How could he have so much self-control? I tried to thrust backwards, but his hands on my hips prevented that. It seemed we stood there forever, like a statue, with his cock poised to plunge into me. And, then he did. What followed was a fast furious nonstop body slamming fucking during which I came twice. The 2nd orgasm was of the mind-blowing type that buckled my knees. I just hung there on wobbly legs until my mind cleared and most of the orgasm's spasms had subsided. But, I was rejuvenated and had my 2nd wind. I was ready for more! Then, I noticed Brian, who was whispering something to Ryan. They untied the rope holding me in the strappado position and walked me over to the side door of the garage. Brian peered out the door. It was about 15' to the kitchen door of our house. I was totally naked, gagged and my wrists were tied behind my back. Earlier that afternoon, I had been walked naked from our woods to behind our house. While the distance was longer, I was further from the road then, and only one driveway entrance allowed anyone a quick look. Now, I was much closer to both driveway breaks in our front wall. I guessed the coast was clear, because Brian and Ryan whisked me across the short distance and into our kitchen.

Rob was waiting for me in the kitchen. He must have been beating his meat, because his dick was hard and condom covered, ready to go. He sat me on the edge of the kitchen table, pushed me onto my back and took me right there. I never came. That was disappointing, but Rob obviously had more urgent needs. Ryan and Brian came for me and took me into the great room. I don't know whether the guys or Lisa came up with the last position they tied me in, but it was fantastic and a great way to end the afternoon! They made me kneel on the front edge of the sofa cushions facing backwards. I was bent over so that my upper chest and shoulders rested on the top back of the sofa. My arms were spread down the rear of the sofa and my wrists tied to the rear legs. My ankles were spread and tied to the front legs of the sofa. Finally, my gag was removed. My head extended out over the back and it was pretty comfortable. While Brian stood and screwed me from behind, doggie style, Ryan stood in front of me and shoved his cock in my mouth. It was very difficult, at first, to concentrate on doing a good job on the cock that rammed down my throat, while my pussy was simultaneously being ravaged, BUT WHAT A TURN ON! Ryan pulled out of my mouth, before he exploded, and I could concentrate on my looming orgasm. I closed my eyes and rested after Brian and I came. I was beginning to think that my pussy would never stop tingling.

I was startled back to reality when I felt fingers probing my cunt. Each guy had screwed me 3 times, but apparently they were not going to stop there. When I looked around, there was Ryan, still hard and wearing a condom, preparing to again invade my love tunnel. Rob appeared in front of me and offered his cock for me to suck. Soon, I was impaled on cocks filling and using both my holes, and then Lisa breezed in. Everyone froze. Lisa asked, "How many times have you guys screwed her?" Rob answered that this would be #10! "REALLY," "HOLY SHIT!" exclaimed Lisa. I had won the $50.00 bet which I had completely forgotten. "Don't let me stop you guys," Lisa quipped, and sat down to watch. Ryan took his time screwing me, as he usually did, so that I was able to suck Rob off before Ryan and I crashed into afternoon ending orgasms.

After we rested and talked a little, I invited everyone out to dinner, and said that I would take them home. The guys and I showered, separately this time, and then got dressed. I had to wear jeans and long sleeves, because I had some fresh rope marks, from being tied up for around 4 hours. Rob was out of condoms, and we decided to stop at the pharmacy at the mall which was near where we were going to eat. Lisa and I marveled at all the different condom choices. She spotted some ribbed condoms that look interesting and pointed them out to the guys. There were lubricated and non-lubricated, plus ultra-thin, micro-thin and super-thin. In the end, the guys decided to get a 12 pack of the ribbed, lubricated ultra-thin and regular micro-thins and then split them up. We got some stares from our waitress at dinner when the guys divvied up the condoms. Lisa was, of course, the one who had come up with the idea of ripping my clothes off. It was a shock when it happened, but a lot of fun. She had suggested that the guys take me out to the woods that afternoon, plus screwing me in our limo, when she setup the whole thing. However, the rest of the little games, locations and positions had been the guy's ideas. It was a fucking great afternoon!

TUGS Become Bondage, With Incest and Chicken Salad

Towards the end of July, Lisa told me that she had come home to catch her mom, Anne, going through her scrapbook and photo album. A few days later my mom, Celeste, asked if she could look at my scrapbook and photo album. It was all very mysterious. On the day after Lisa's 16th birthday at the end of July, Lisa and I received hand-written invitations to a formal luncheon at my house on Saturday, August 12, 2000 at 12:00 noon. When we pressed our moms, we found out that the luncheon was to honor us for our performances on the baseball team and to give us the other part of our 16th birthday presents. Lisa came over around 10:30 that Saturday morning. She had decided to wear one of my strapless sweetheart neckline party dresses that Celeste bought me for our family's Holiday parties last year. We were excited, but not nervous, and still had no clue what we might get for our 16th birthdays. We took our time getting ready in my room. We helped each other do our hair and we wore it up in a formal glamorous hairdo. When we came down to the dining room, around 11:50 AM, we found Celeste, Anne, Eileen and another woman, Abby (Abigail), who introduced herself to Lisa. She had attended our Holiday parties for years and I knew her well.

The women were all dressed up and looked gorgeous. They all regularly went to the same fitness center. Their beautiful slim fit bodies were evidence of their hard work. I always thought that 5'9", brown hair and brown eyed Celeste looked like a sexy Italian model or movie star. Looking at Anne and Lisa, it was obvious they were mother-daughter. Anne, the 5'9" blue eyed blond, still looked really hot in a bikini when she came to my parent's summer pool parties. Eileen was only about 5'1"-5'2" tall, with medium length chestnut brown hair, hazel eyes, very curvy figure and super large probably DD breasts. Abby was about 5'6" with long curly red hair that spilled down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were green. Her luscious red lips and her persona oozed sexiness. We had a delicious lunch featuring a cold chicken salad, with fresh pineapple chunks and Macadamia nuts, on a bed of lettuce. There were fresh tomato slices and mini-muffins, plus cheesecake for dessert and wine. Yes, by the time lunch was over, we were into our 3rd bottle of white wine. We talked about school a little, but did spend most of lunch talking about our baseball season. Lisa and I were told that there was a surprise awaiting us in the guest apartment, but we couldn't go in there until everyone was ready. I could always count on Lisa and wine, because when dessert was served, Lisa was telling the women about our sex games.

After dessert, everyone was sipping wine and talking. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. I walked out of the dining room, bypassed the door to the guest apartment, and walked down the hall, around the corner and down the other hall to the Her's bathroom. When I finished and walked out of the bathroom, Anne and Abby were waiting for me. Anne stood in front of me and told me that she was going to blindfold me before I saw my birthday surprise. While Anne blindfolded me, with a black sleep mask, Abby held my wrists at my side and told me to relax. When the blindfold was secured, Abby simply pulled and crossed my relaxed arms behind my back. Anne quickly tied them. As I started to protest, a large ball was stuffed in my mouth, behind my teeth, and a strap held it in behind my head. The balled had a cherry taste, but the taste of its rubber composition also assaulted my taste buds. The women grabbed my arms and led me back through my original route. However, we eventually turned right and entered the guest apartment. As soon as the door clicked shut behind me, my dress was unhooked in back and the zipper pulled down. My dress floated down around my ankles and they helped me step out if it. Someone popped off my strapless bra and guided me to one of the sofas. When I sat down, Lisa made a couple of muffled sounds from the cushion next to me. I figured that she was in the same situation as me. Finally, my knees and ankles were bound.

Celeste and Anne did most of the talking, and because of our gags, Lisa and I had to sit there and listen without being able to respond. I'll summarize what they said, before I tell you what happened to Lisa and me. They, of course, knew about our bondage sex (there was that new term) games, with both guys and girls, and that Lisa and I got tied up a lot. Celeste and Anne had noticed our rope marks after we had played our bondage sex games. The women were going to show us a different way to tie someone up, that was more comfortable, yet secure and left fewer rope marks, such as the way Lisa and I were currently tied. I hadn't paid any attention when I was tied, but it did feel somewhat different. Also, they had some new equipment that was even more comfortable than rope, could be worn for long periods and left virtually no marks on one's body. The 1st revelation came when Anne told us that all the women were happily married, AND each of their husbands regularly tied them up and played bondage sex games. My Dad tied my Mom up! I had no clue. I was going to have to ask Celeste more about this. Each of the women told us about their favorite way of being tied and their favorite bondage sex game, but I didn't get any new ideas.

The 2nd revelation was a shocker! Celeste told us that these women, and several others, got together every 3 or 4 months for a girl's party, usually during the day, and played bondage sex games amongst themselves. Did that mean they were all bisexual? I had never thought of myself as bisexual, yet I played with the girls. Celeste continued on that thought. She said that since Lisa and I were 16 year old young women, who already played with girls, they were going to show us what they did at their girl's parties. Anne added that they had some new toys and were going to play with us for the rest of the afternoon! There was a general rustling sound among the women seated in front of us. My knees and ankles were untied, and 2 women escorted me into "my bedroom" in the guest apartment. They sat me on the edge of the bed and pushed me onto my back. My legs were brought up and my ankles tied to my upper thighs. I kinda felt how the tie was done. I lay on the bed in a frog-tie with my legs flopped wide open. I heard little sounds from Lisa's gagged mouth. She must have been on the other side of the bed from me and our heads were near each other's.

I felt a comb run through my pubic hairs, and heard a scissors clipping away at my bush. Next, there was the whoosh of an aerosol can and shaving cream was rubbed into my trimmed pussy hairs. After a few swipes of the razor, my little triangular bush was gone. Celeste told me to hold still. She delicately shaved above my pussy slit, outside my labia lips and between my slit and ass crack. A warm cloth washed my pussy area clean and it was patted dry. Finally, some type of lotion was soothingly rubbed into my newly shaved areas. I was as bare, down there, as the day I was born. Celeste spoke softly to me and said, "Christine honey, I want you to relax and put everything out of your mind." "This won't hurt at all, but I want you to concentrate on what I do to you and enjoy it."

With that said, I felt my Mom's fingers spreading my pussy lips and opening up the petals of my little flower. She gave my pussy a soft moist kiss, and then licked the entire length of my pussy slit 5 or 6 times. Celeste put her mouth to my pussy and started licking my outer pussy lips. When her tongue reached the apex of my slit, her tongue licked my hood and emerging clit. Sometimes she licked one side and then the other, while the other times she licked in a continuous circular pattern. I don't know how long this went on, before my Mom moved her tongue to my inner labia lips, but I was already moaning. With every lick of my inner labia lips, her tongue brushed my now awakened love bud. At the bottom of each lick, she picked up more pussy juices, with her tongue, from my flowing love tunnel. Her soft warm tongue felt wonderful everywhere it touched me. I had never had such an intimate sensual experience. By now the tip of Celeste's tongue was teasing and licking the entrance to my vagina. I gasped when she shoved it inside me. Pressing her lips against my pussy, my Mom probed everywhere inside me, that her tongue could reach, and then started tongue fucking me. I moaned louder and bucked my hips at her thrusting tongue. I felt an orgasm building fast. Celeste swirled the tip of her tongue round and round my now swollen clit. Finally, she captured my clit with her lips and began to gently suck it. OH GOD, I was out of control! When she sucked my engorged clit a little harder, I came and screamed into my gag.

I remember my frog-tied legs shuddering spasmodically. Celeste kept gently sucking my clit for the 1st several minutes of my orgasm. She then rapidly flicked my clit, with the tip of her tongue, until I plummeted into a 2nd even more intense orgasm. JESUS! My Mom had eaten my pussy! For my 1st time, AND with my Mom, it was the most exciting and personal experience I had ever had. I was aware that someone was climbing on the bed. She settled on top of me and whispered in my ear, "Christine, are you ready for more?" It was Abby and I nodded my head, yes. She sucked my earlobes, before licking and kissing me down my neck, across my shoulders and randomly over my upper torso. Her mouth gave my breasts and nipples special attention. Abby licked and kissed me all over my stomach and down to my recently shaved pubis mons. She licked and kissed every square inch of my newly bared and sensitive bush garden. I was breathing a little faster and moaning a little in anticipation of her hot tongue licking my pussy. However, Abby dove down between my legs and began licking my inner thighs. Besides little circles, she licked different patterns on my very sensitive inner thighs. Abby repeatedly licked the creases where my thighs met my pussy. I moaned and shivered, when she licked my perineum, from close to my virgin bud right up to the base of my pussy. I hadn't realized that area was so sensitive, and I moaned and shuddered.

By now, I was really feeling the need for an orgasm. Abby licked my whole pussy slit with long broad strokes. She licked my pussy lips, but also sucked them. Her tongue swirled around the opening to my love tunnel, and then she plunged it inside me. Abby's tongue probed the inside of my pussy, and then she began to tongue fuck me. I bucked my hips and wailed into my gag for more. Her fingers spread my pussy lips further open and pushed back the hood that covered my clit. Her tongue moved to my clit, but she slipped 2 fingers inside me and finger fucked me, while she licked my clit. My arousal and orgasm had been building steadily and it was only a matter of time, before I would explode and convulse. Abby could tell from my sounds, breathing and responses, when I was close. Eventually, she took my clit in her lips and flicked it fast with the tip of her tongue. It took only moments for me to scream into my ballgag and experience one of the most violent mind blowing orgasms I had ever had. But, Abby didn't stop. She held my clit in her lips and sucked it until I came a 2nd time.

Celeste and Abby got me up on my feet. My blindfold and ballgag were removed. Eileen, Anne and Lisa were gone and I never heard them leave the room. I stretched and worked my jaw, which was a little stiff and sore, from being held open for over an hour. While Celeste went for a bottle of water, Abby told me that the ballgag was soaked in cherry juice and allowed to drip dry for several days. Other juices could be used, but eventually I would get used to the taste of the rubber. She mentioned that there were solid plastic ballgags and leather ones, but the women didn't like them. The plastic was too hard and had no give, and the leather ones became stiffer and rougher the more times they got wet and then dried. My wrists were still tied behind my back, so Celeste gave me a few gulps of bottled water. They asked me how I liked having my pussy eaten out, which I did very much. Also, they asked me if I remembered what was done to me, and did I think I could do it to them. I said that I'd try my best. Celeste sat on the edge of the bed, leaned back and spread her legs. Abby pushed me down on my knees between Celeste's legs. I had to eat my Mother's pussy!

Actually, after getting my pussy eaten twice, with multiple orgasms, I was quite eager to give it a try. My wrists were bound and I was kneeling, so there were areas I couldn't reach with my mouth or hands. I stared at Celeste's beautiful cleanly shaved glistening pussy and thoughts kept jumping into my mind. When did I last see Celeste totally naked? Was her pussy shaved then? It must have been over a year ago and her pubic hairs were clipped short and shaved so that no hairs would peek out of her bikini. Maybe she only shaved her pussy every few months when these women got together to play? I wondered if Nels ate her pussy, when he tied her up, or even if he ever ate her out at all. I loved to be teased. What woman didn't, except if time was short or she just wanted a "quickie?" I thought that I would go slowly with Celeste. Tease her and please her, but keep one eye on her. I had to watch and listen for signs that what I did was pleasurable and got her hotter and hotter, steadily building towards that ultimate orgasm. I kinda combined what I learned from Celeste and Abby.

I liked it when my inner thighs and perineum were licked and kissed, so that is how I started on Celeste, except that I only licked to within an inch of her pretty little rosebud. Her outer pussy lips were already open, with pussy juices just beginning to ooze out of her vagina. A series of long slow flat-tongue licks along the length of her pussy slit opened her up completely. She tasted fresh and sweet, somewhat like my own pussy juices, but a little muskier. Do women's pussy juices get muskier tasting as they get older? I licked and licked all over her pussy lips and clit area while Celeste squirmed. She began to hump my tongue, while I explored the inside of her vagina, so I quickly switched to tongue fucking her. I thought that I might have felt her g-spot and wondered if I could have gotten her to come and squirt, if I spent a little more time probing around in there? When Celeste's breathing eventually quickened and little moans escaped her mouth, she grabbed my head and buried my mouth over her clit. I thought, should I lick her to orgasm or suck her until she comes. Maybe both? I started licking her now completely exposed and engorged clit. Celeste gasped out, "FASTER, FASTER!" As I licked, her body stiffened and her hips rose off the bed to meet my tongue. She came and moaned and collapsed back on the bed. I began to gently suck her clit. She came again, and I continued to suck her clit just a little harder. She came for a 3rd time! I had just eaten my mother's pussy! As soft as a sweet little kiss, I held Celeste's clit with my lips until her orgasms had subsided.

Abby got me to my feet, and as soon as Celeste was off the bed, Abby spun me around and pushed me flat on my back on the bed. In an instant she was climbing on top of me. She straddled my head and lowered her pussy to my mouth. I saw that some of her pussy juices were actually running down her thighs. I admired the gorgeous bright pink lips of her pussy and how they contrasted with her flawless alabaster skin. I hadn't seen her naked until my blindfold was taken off. Her pussy was nearly shaved clean, but she kept a little tuft of her curly red hair just above the hood over her clitoris on her pubis mons. I molded my lips to her pussy lips and kissed and sucked her pussy several times. Her pussy juices tasted a little tangy and musky, but were fresh and sweet. While I was licking her pussy lips and over her clit, Abby pressed her pussy harder against my face and said, "FUCK MY HOLE WITH YOUR TONGUE!" I did just that. I was able to do a little probing while my tongue moved in and out, and Abby thrust herself against my tongue. Abby's moaning became a little frenzied. I was certain about what my tongue had found. I shoved my tongue in as far as I could, located my target and rubbed Abby's g-spot until she came. She did more than come though. She crumbled over and had to catch herself with her arms. Abby wasn't very vocal, except for a groan and a sigh, but she squirted a steady stream of pussy juices right into my mouth. The force of the stream was so great that much of it splashed out of my mouth and all over my face. I captured her clit and repeated what she had done to me. I sucked her clit, while I rapidly flicked the tip of my tongue over the tip of her clit, until she came again.

After that was over, my wrists were untied and we took a short break. The others were waiting for us out in the great room. I felt great and couldn't wait to play some more. I had my pussy eaten twice and had eaten out 2 pussies. I did not feel at all self-conscious standing around and sipping some water, with 5 other naked women, even if one of them was my Mother. Any moral issues, that I might have, would have to wait. Lisa and I had our "women's experience." Lisa was excited and anxious to play too. She wondered about the rest of our 16th birthday surprise which was yet to come. The other women assured Lisa and me that when it comes to eating pussy, women instinctively knew what other women would like and how to make them come. If we ever found a guy who could eat pussy as well as Lisa and me were getting it that day, we should hang on to him and NEVER tell any of our girlfriends about him! A short instructional period followed.

Lisa and I were shown a different and more comfortable, yet just as secure, way to tie someone up. The women had learned it many years ago, but we could probably find it described and illustrated on the Internet. Quite simply, you doubled over the piece of rope you were using; you put the 2 free ends through the loop at the other end, and looped and cinched the doubled rope around the limbs to be tied together (wrists, elbows, ankles or knees). You cinched the rope holding the limbs together just until it was snug and not so tight that it bit into the skin. Then you neatly wrapped or spiraled the doubled rope up the appendages until you had about 18" of rope left. You tucked the 18" of rope into the top spiral and pulled it out between the limbs. Next, the rope ends are separated. One is wrapped in one direction, the other in the opposite direction, and they are wrapped between the 2 limbs, encompassing all the loops or spirals you had wrapped. These ropes are pulled tight, cinched and knotted, making sure that the knots are away from fingers that could untie them. Using this technique, wrists are usually tied palm-to-palm, but they can also be tied crossed. When finished, it is a secure, neat and sexy looking tie job. I never knew if this technique had a name, but I still use it today. There is another technique that I am aware of called the Lark's Head. It is very similar, but you keep the loop of your doubled rope free, and then tuck the wrapped ends through this loop before cinching them between the limbs. I think it is more complicated. I'm sorry to take this much space for my description, but Lisa and I learned something that day. If you are not using this technique, maybe it will make your bondage experiences more comfortable and enduring.

After the demonstration, Lisa and I tied each other up around all 4 joints mentioned above. Then, it was playtime again. Lisa and I were told that we would learn about the new toys as we played with them. A huge bag of padded leather wrist and ankle cuffs was emptied on the marble island countertop. There were individual wrist and ankle cuffs with D-rings for tying a limb to something like a bedpost. A simple clip through the D-rings could be used to hold 2 cuffs together. Also, there were sets of wrist cuffs that were permanently attached to each other, so that one's wrists were secured in a crossed position. I examined them and thought they could be worn for long periods of time. Abby buckled Lisa's wrists behind her back using the crossed set of padded cuffs. Abby told me to sit on the coffee table and spread my legs. The other women went off to play. Abby made Lisa kneel in front of me and told her to lick my pussy and make me come. Lisa went at it enthusiastically and lapped away. My hands were actually free for a change. I used them to pull Lisa's head against my pussy and guided her mouth to the spots I wanted pleasured. Before I came, I squeezed my thighs together trapping Lisa's head and mouth right over my clit.

Abby helped Lisa to her feet and she beckoned me to follow. We went over to a corner where I was prepared. My wrists were cuffed crossed behind my back using the same type of cuff that Lisa was wearing. Abby fitted me with a pair of adjustable nipple clamps attached with a chain. She clamped them on each of my nipples, but they were fully open and barely stayed in place. Abby tightened each one up until I winced or yelped, and then tightened each one a full turn more. By the time Abby had fitted Lisa with nipple clamps, the pain from mine had settled to that tormenting tantalizing level that made my pussy tingle. Abby showed me a device that I had never seen before. It was a double strap-on. There was a lower hole where a dildo or vibrator could be attached and worn internally by the strap-on wearer. The upper hole was for the attachment of a vibrator or dildo to be used on someone else. There were universal O-rings where the desired attachment could be locked in place. Abby selected a nice fat 7"to7-1/2" long flexible penis vibrator. She locked it in place, worked the vibe into my pussy and hooked me up in the strap-on. The vibrator buzzed away on low to further stimulate and frustrate me. Finally, ankle cuffs were buckled onto my legs and clipped together. I had only about 3"-4" of wiggle room between my ankles. Abby pushed me down on my knees and told me to eat out Lisa.

I had thought that Abby was going to put a big dildo on the front of my strap-on and let me fuck Lisa with it. However, I had to kneel, as if I were doing a blowjob, and lick Lisa's pussy, while she stood with her legs spread. I had played numerous games with Lisa where I had my fingers in her pussy, so I already knew what she tasted like. When I finished with Lisa, Abby had Anne standing by for me to do next. In the brief moments before Lisa was taken away, I got a good look at Lisa and her mother naked and cuffed with their wrists behind their backs. I thought they looked more like big sister-little sister than mother-daughter. The strap-on's internal vibrator was steadily buzzing away in my pussy, where it kept me wet and tingly and turned on. I knelt there and went to work on Anne's pussy. Her pussy juices tasted remarkably similar to Lisa's, but just a bit tangier. I thought that Anne had just come, because her pussy lips were wide open and swollen. Pussy juices were dribbling out of her vagina. It was quite easy to get Anne off the 1st time, but she wanted more. Since both of us were bound, there was no one there to take charge. I was on the bottom. Also, Anne was older than me and a co-hostess of this party, so I simply agreed with a nod of my head. I teased her as much as I dared, prolonging her orgasm for as long as possible. I basically started from scratch, licking her wet inner thighs and perineum, before ever licking her pussy. From her breathing and the noises she was making, I think I worked her into a state of panicky desire and need, before I sucked her clit to a fantastic orgasm.

When I finished with Anne, she was led away, and I noticed that Abby had tied Celeste up nearby on the floor. Celeste's wrists were cuffed behind her back, along with her ankles being cuffed together, and she was kneeling on the carpeted floor. It appeared that she wore a crotchrope that held a vibrator deep in her pussy. A ballgag also filled her mouth. While Celeste knelt on her haunches, her back was ramrod straight and her beautiful 36C breasts jutted out proudly. Abby brought over another device from the countertop that I recognized. It was a penis gag. It consisted of a 3" wide leather panel to which was affixed a somewhat flexible 6" or so long penis shaped dildo. Abby stuffed it in my mouth and buckled it tight. A wide strap went around my face and buckled behind my head. There was also a chin strap that went over the top of my head. When finally secured the penis dildo rested partially in my throat and the front panel pressed firmly against my lips. Keep in mind that my strap-on's internal vibrator was STILL buzzing away in my pussy. The front of my penis gag was equipped with a universal O-ring connection. Abby chose a massive 8-1/2" gel dildo and attached it to the front of my penis gag. It had a huge bulbous head with a deeply rippled shaft. She helped me down on my side and then rolled me onto my back, right in front of Celeste. The dildo was sticking straight up in the air.

Abby straddled my face and slowly eased her pussy onto the mammoth dildo. Her beautiful pink pussy lips swallowed up the entire length. All I could do was lay there on my back and watch Abby fuck herself. She slowly took the whole length of the long fat dildo in and out of her pussy for quite some time, while moaning and gasping, before she picked up speed. Whenever she plunged the phallus into her vagina, pussy juices sloshed out and splashed me in the face. Just before she came, Abby aligned the huge bulbous head right where her g-spot was, rubbed her clit with fingers from her right hand and came and gushed a steady torrent of pussy juices all over my face. She had to roll off and pause on her hands and knees until she recovered. We stood up. Abby helped me out of the strap-on I wore and removed that pesky wet vibrator from my pussy. I was caught totally by surprise when Abby removed the ballgag from Celeste's mouth and made her lick and suck the sopping vibrator that had been in my pussy. After my Mom had cleaned the vibe, Abby attached it back on the strap-on and inserted it into her own pussy and adjusted the strap-on to her body. Next, she removed the 8-1/2" dildo, still dripping with her pussy juices, from the front of my penis gag, and made Celeste lick and suck the whole thing for about 5 minutes, getting it clean and well lubricated. Abby attached the big dildo to the front of the strap-on she wore.

My ankle cuffs were unclipped, but my wrists were still cuffed behind my back; my nipple clamps held firm, and the penis gag continued to muffle any sounds from my mouth. Abby walked me to one of the sofas and bent me over its back. I watched my Mother bound and kneeling motionless on the floor. When she stole a glance at me, she lowered her eyes and resumed staring straight ahead. It scared the crap out of me. From behind I first felt the stinging blow and heard the CRACK an instant later. That got my attention. Abby came around in front of me and showed me the suede flogger that she wielded in her hand. She almost beat the shit out of my ass. The first 10-12 blows really stung and I whined and moaned into the penis gag. I never attempted to count the blows, but when Abby was finished with my butt, it tingled and stung and burned. I'm sure it was a bright raw red. She told me to spread my legs and easily slipped 2 fingers into my pussy, commenting, "You really liked that, Christine, you're dripping wet." A 3rd finger effortlessly went into my pussy and stretched me open for Abby to shove the big head of the 8-1/2" dildo inside my love canal. She fucked my brains out. I came twice during the non-stop assault on my poor pussy. When Abby had finished with me, all I could do was brace myself against the back of the sofa and stare in amazement at what followed.

Celeste was helped to her feet. The ballgag was re-inserted into her mouth. She was totally defenseless with her ankles cuffed together and her wrists cuffed behind her back. Abby had the flogger and started whipping Celeste's behind. I watched in amazement as Celeste's butt first turned bright pink, and then flaming red, but not a sound came from her gagged mouth. I stood now, fascinated, and walked around to watch the rest. Abby had moved to Celeste's front and began whipping her tits with the flogger. I noticed my Mom's pussy was glistening with arousal. Were we both pain sluts? Could any of this be hereditary? As Celeste's breasts turned from pink to red, she moaned softly into her gag. I think her moans were a little from the pain, but mostly from arousal and the pleasure she was feeling. Finally, Abby finished by flicking the flogger a few times into Celeste's pussy. I actually saw droplets of pussy juice fly into the air. When Abby was finished, she made Celeste kneel and removed her gag. Abby loosened her strap-on enough to turn her internal vibrator up to high, and then re-tightened the straps. While Abby moaned her way to orgasm, she made Celeste lick and suck the 8-1/2" dildo that had recently been in my pussy. As Abby's orgasm built, she bucked her hips and simultaneously fucked Celeste's mouth. When she came, she grabbed Celeste's head and buried the big dildo all the way into Celeste's mouth and throat. After Abby's orgasm, I think she turned her vibrator off. It was quite a surprise to see my Mom so submissive. Could that be hereditary too?

Celeste's ankle cuffs were unclipped and she stood up. Her crotchrope was untied and the sopping wet vibrator was extracted from her pussy. The 3 of us walked into the bedroom. As we walked by the open door of the 2nd bedroom, I got a glimpse inside. Lisa was on her back on the bed with her legs tied wide apart. A cuffed Anne was eating her pussy, while Eileen straddled Lisa's face getting eaten out. Abby got Celeste on her back on the bed, but did not tie her ankles. She helped me crawl onto the bed and position myself straddling Celeste's face. I lowered my pussy to her mouth, and my Mom began eating my pussy again! Abby still wore the big strap-on dildo, and while Celeste ate me out, Abby slowly fucked and teased Celeste's pussy with it. I think that I was perpetually turned on and dripping wet; from the flogging of my ass, to the reaming out of my pussy with the huge dildo, to Celeste's flogging, and finally watching her get her mouth fucked by that monster. Celeste began tongue fucking my pussy, so I bore down on her face to allow her to get her tongue further inside me.. As her tongue explored the innards of my love canal, I almost came when she found my g-spot. I sensed that she was toying with me and prolonging my eventual orgasm. However, after teasing my g-spot several times, Celeste moved her talented tongue to my clit. I was STILL wearing the penis gag. It was useless to try and beg, but I sure was moaning and howling. She knew that I was fast approaching the exploding point, but tormented me more by just licking and swirling her tongue around my elongated clitoris. Finally, she got her lips around my clit and sucked me into and through my last orgasms of the day.

After I calmed down and stopped shaking, I rolled off Celeste's mouth. Abby then picked up the pace and seriously fucked the long denied Celeste senseless with that big dildo. The clock on the bedside table showed that it was nearly 5:30 PM. From the time I was 1st captured outside the bathroom after lunch, I had been bound for about 4-1/2 hours and barely had any sign of my wrists being bound after I was freed. We all gathered in the great room after the others had finished. It was decided that Celeste and Anne would take everyone out to dinner. As you might imagine, it took quite some time for 6 sexually satiated women to shower, do their hair, put on makeup and get dressed to go out. Before we left, Lisa and I got the rest of our 16th birthday presents. Some of them had already been used that afternoon. We each received;

1.  A heavy duty black sleep mask blindfold.

2.  A 2" red rubber ballgag, presoaked in cherry juice.

3.  A 6" penis gag with O-ring mounts for accept attachments.

4.  A double strap-on with O-ring mounts for internal and exterior attachments.

5.  5 assorted dildos and vibrators from 7" – 8.5" long.

6.  1 pair of attached crossed padded leather wrist cuffs.

7.  1 pair of padded leather wrist cuffs with D-rings.

8.  1 pair of padded leather ankle cuffs with D-rings.

9.  2 real silk thongs. One was a narrow pink lace thong, and the other a black ring thong.

At dinner, Lisa and I got most of our questions answered. However, we were too chicken to ask if our fathers ate our mother's pussies. As we said our goodbyes back at my house, there was the standing invitation to do it again sometime soon! Lisa spent the night. We talked for hours, and practiced a little by eating each other out without using restraints. We decided to buy more thongs. We figured out how our new equipment could be used in a variety of ways, and shared our different experiences from earlier that afternoon. Maybe we should get some more equipment? School would start in a couple weeks. There were the initiations of the new cheerleaders to do, and we all had to get together to take pictures for the cheerleader posters. I reminded Lisa about my story of when Ashley and I played with my cousins after Christmas. You may remember from Part 7, when I was tied up and Ashley was playing with me and getting me turned on. She took a couple licks of my pussy back then. Lisa and I came up with a plan. WE WERE GOING TO GET ASHLEY! TOMORROW……….!!!

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