Coffee

Lana lay on her back on her bed. She’d had a long day at work, her neck was stiff, her back sore from being on her feet all day. A cool breeze blew through an open window in the kitchen. Lana stretched her arms out above her, easing the day’s tension away as best she could.

She owned at a popular local coffee shop, and with the university crowd back for the semester, she had no opportunity to take a break. However, she took solace in the fact that the interviews she held for new baristas went well, and soon she’d be able to get back to her big-picture owner duties.

Lana cracked her neck before rolling over onto her side and reaching for the book she’d started the night before. The spine still had that ‘new book’ stiffness, and the pages held the accompanying smell. She’d fallen asleep reading the night before and was hoping the same thing would happen this time around.

The story was a short romance novel set in early 1900’s England. She always preferred romance novels as her nighttime reading because of the dreams they tended to elicit. Lana had reached the Count’s seduction of the Lady T, when she felt her eyelids grow heavy. Just as the specter of sleep settled atop her, she heard her front door open and the familiar whistling of her love.

Samir opened the heavy door of the apartment and threw his bag to the side. He couldn’t get this irritatingly catchy jingle out of his head so he figured whistling along would somehow do the trick. He took off his shoes and padded his way through the living room towards the kitchen.

Passing the coffee table, he recognized Lana’s coffee shop’s ledgers strewn across its surface. Samir remembered Lana talking about how busy the shop was and the interviews she’d be conducting, so he went into action.

The first thing he did was put on a fresh pot of coffee. He knew, ironically, that Lana never drank the coffee she brewed at work. He tried to recall why, but realized he was getting distracted from the task at hand. Samir pulled out her favourite Ethiopian blend and scooped out the proportions for a strong brew. He poured the water and set the machine to start after he’d taken care of a few things.

As silently as he could, Samir began putting together some ingredients for the base for their dinner before checking in on Lana.

Samir walked over to Lana’s room which was down the hall from the kitchen. He peeked in and saw her laying on the bed. She had on her favourite over-sized yellow t-shirt with a ripped collar so it hung off her right shoulder. Samir smiled thinking about Lana’s habit of practically exploding out of her clothes when she got home from work.

He remembered a few instances where she’d stripped down to her bra and panties so quickly she didn’t notice Samir and his friends sitting in their living room. She lay with her hands strewn to her sides, her romance novel haphazardly laying to one side. Her head was tilted to the left, exposing her pale neck and shoulder where her t-shirt hung low. Samir stood in her bedroom doorway, his purple tie hanging loosely around his neck, his suit jacket removed, his slim fitting trousers and white dress shirt with his sleeves rolled up.

Samir stared into the room, taking in every inch of Lana’s body. He licked his lips and his heart raced. He ran his hand through is long, black hair and walked quietly over to the bed. Samir crawled gently over Lana’s body, making his way straight to her exposed neck and shoulder, his lips driven to taste her skin.

Samir leaned down and began gently kissing Lana’s neck, his lips making the faintest of contact. He heard Lana breathe in deeply and quietly moan as she awoke.

“Shhh,” Samir whispered in her ear. His lips kissed her flush neck with more purpose, lingering against her flesh.

He pulled off his tie, the loosened knot releasing with little effort. Lana kept her eyes closed, moaning and squirming with pleasure. She wrapped her right arm around Samir’s body and dug her fingernails into his back. She felt his thick muscles tighten and she pressed harder, coaxing a reverberating growl from deep in his chest.

Samir finally released Lana’s neck, and before she had a moment to open her eyes he kissed her deeply. Lana’s legs wrapped around Samir’s waist, bringing his body in tight against hers. She felt his thrusts match his tongue wrestling hers, his bulge pressed firmly against the growing dampness between her legs.

“Rest your eyes, I’ve got you,” Samir whispered, blindfolding Lana with his tie.

Samir’s lips returned to Lana’s neck, making his way down her body. Each kiss left her momentarily breathless as the anticipation built for the next sensation of Samir’s soft lips against her skin. With her sight removed, all Lana’s other senses felt heightened. She could hear the light sound of every kiss, feel his warm breath behind each one. She became acutely aware of the goosebumps spreading across her body when she plotted Samir’s final destination.

Lana reached her hands down and grabbed handfuls of Samir’s hair, aching to feel his soft locks between her fingers. Abruptly Samir’s strong hands grabbed her wrists and pulled them away. She held her breath as silence filled the room. After what felt like an eternity, Lana heard the clang of a belt buckled and Samir’s deep voice whispering in her ear, “I’m in control.”

Before she knew it, Samir pulled her arms above her head and bound her wrists to the headboard.

Samir looked down at Lana as she squirmed. He took in her toned arms straining against their restraints and her large breasts stretching her shirt. Lana went still, and for a brief moment a smirk broke across her lips. That was Samir’s cue to finish what he’d started.

He continued his trail of kisses down Lana’s stomach and across her hips, each peck sloppier than the last. Samir finally reached the soaked warmth between Lana’s legs. He slowly peeled off her panties, following it down with more wet kisses.

With Lana’s lips finally free, Samir spreads her legs. He kissed her inner thighs and licked slowly across her soft skin. Lana gasped with each contact, her toes curling and arms flexing with Samir’s slow, torturous pace.

Lana moaned and whimpered, unable to bear the build-up. Suddenly, in a burst of sensation, Lana felt Samir’s tongue reach her drenched labia. Waves of pleasure washed over her as his tongue licked between her lips and up to her clit in one slow, sensuous motion. She gushed as he rhythmically flicked her swollen, hungry button, fiery passion surging through her with every touch. Lana screamed out as ecstasy washed over her.

Samir applied increasing and unrelenting pressure with the steady thrum of his tongue. Lana wanted to grab his hair and push his face deeper between her legs but could do nothing more than struggle against her restraints.

Pleasure built with every pulse of Samir’s tongue before he sealed his lips around Lana’s pussy and sucked vigorously. Lana screamed as the dueling sensations of Samir’s suction and pressured flicks triggered a stimulated tsunami. Lana’s back arched and her breath caught as fireworks of sensation exploded within her, every muscle in her body quivering and clenching simultaneously. The heightened sense of touch she felt only amplified her pleasure as she pushed her thighs together, holding Samir’s head between her legs for what she hoped was forever.

Samir grabbed Lana’s thighs and pinned them under his arms. She continued squirming, her immobile limbs only made her climb to orgasm that much more intense. She was at his mercy, completely.

Lana cried out as she soared through multiple orgasms, each one building upon the last. Her legs quivered and her body convulsed, her breath ragged from the torrent of pleasure emanating out from her clit and spreading through every cell in her body. Her thoughts were naught, only passion remained through the aftershocks that followed.

Samir looked down at his handiwork. A large wet spot stained the sheets between Lana’s supple thighs. He could see her abs flex instinctively with every aftershock rocking her sweat slicked body.

Samir gingerly stood up off the bed and quietly removed what was left of his clothes. He climbed back onto the bed and released Lana from her restraints. He saw the bright marks of struggle on Lana’s wrists and softly kissed and massaged them before finally removing her blindfold.

Lana’s breathing steadied as she came down from the orgasmic peak that consumed every fiber of her being just moments before. She blinked to adjust to the light as the blurry face staring down at her slowly came into focus. Samir’s black hair hung down and a small, infectious smile spread across his lips.

Lana smiled back as he leaned in and kissed her, his soft lips contrasting the throbbing heat pressed against her lower stomach. Samir rolled over onto his back next to her and slid his arm underneath her head. She rolled over to rest her head against his chest and lay her leg across his body, allowing his slow, deep breaths and strong embrace envelope her.

The two lay entwined as a cool breeze settled the heat of the bedroom, the smell of fresh coffee filling the air.

The Polaroid

Gabriela lay sprawled on the bed. Her wrists strained against the silk ropes tied to the bedposts. She spread her knees, her sundress riding up to her waist. She wore a white thong, it was stained with the dampness resulting from the roiling fire of desire deep in her belly.

“Hold still, my love,” Arnav said, walking around the his prize. Gabriela twisted her neck to follow his movements. His gait was steady and calculated. His broad shoulders and muscular arms swaying with every step. His cropped black hair matched his trimmed beard, and his piercing green eyes gleamed like emeralds inset on his smooth, ochre skin.

Gabriela bit her lip and squirmed, enjoying the squeeze of the ropes against her flesh. Her generous breasts moved side-to-side, nearly breaking free of their own cloth trappings. Her sun-tanned olive skin glistened with sweat, her curves worked every stitch of her yellow dress to perfection. Gabriela let out a whimper as Arnav approached the bed beside her.

“Why don’t we let your girls breathe,” he said, gently pulling Gabriela’s breasts free.

Her pink nipples stood erect, begging, searching for stimulation. Arnav obliged. He opened the nightstand drawer and pulled out Gabriela’s favourite nipple clamps. Both ends were connected by a thin chain that Arnav had a penchant for pulling.

Gabriela gasped with a clip snapping shut on each of her towers. The colour of her thong was now darker as the flow of ecstasy poured generously from her warmth.

Arnav stood back up. He was wearing Gabriela’s favourite pair of red boxers. He slipped them off and walked over to the bottom of the bed. He climbed on, spread Gabriela’s legs further apart and lowered his head between them. Gabriela lost sight of him but a sudden jolt of sensation surged up from her slit as his tongue slowly worked her clit over her drenched panties.

Gabriela screamed out as Arnav worked in slow, meticulous movements. She clung to the pleasure but ached at the torturous pace. She wanted nothing more than to rip off her panties and shove Arnav’s face fully onto her ravenous pussy, but instead met tight, silk resistance.

Despite wanting more, Gabriela felt an orgasm bubble to the surface and burst through, her back arched, her breath caught. Arnav stepped away as Gabriela recovered, her skin flush and eyes closed as she battled the aftershocks.

Suddenly, she felt a flash through her eyelids and heard the distinct click of a camera. Her eyes shot open. Arnav was kneeling beside the bed holding a camera in one hand and shaking a developing Polaroid film card in the other.

He smiled as he looked deep into Gabriela’s eyes. “I had to capture the beauty of your bliss,” he said, holding the film card up so she could see the developed picture.

Gabriela saw the photo come to life and was immediately entranced. She saw her face, flush, a bead of sweat dripping down her temple, her hair slightly dishevelled. Her lips parted just so, and her eyes closed, as if she were having the most wonderful dream.

Arnav undid Gabriela’s bonds and helped her sit up. He sat behind and held her as she continued to admire the captured moment. Arnav’s gentle kisses along her neck and shoulders helped her recover as the two sat entangled, enjoying that moment together.

After a while, Arnav slipped out of the room and Gabriela followed, the swinging chain of the nipple clamps delivering just enough stimulation to keep her ready for whatever was next.

Gabriela removed her dress and the two walked naked to their living room. She collapsed onto their couch and Arnav brought out the Polaroid camera once again. Gabriela posed, waiting for Arnav to snap another picture, but none was taken. She looked confused, and before she could ask why Arnav didn’t take a photo, he leaned in and kissed her deeply, blowing away any complaint Gabriela might have had.

After releasing her lips, Arnav stood up and pulled Gabriela’s chain, bringing her up with him. Gabriela bit her lip as she followed him back to the bedroom.

Arnav bent Gabriela over the end of the bed and retied her wrists, this time to either bedpost at the foot of the bed. He checked-in with her to make sure her shoulders weren’t twisted awkwardly, then proceeded to pull out the box of toys from beneath the bed. Gabriela felt her desire drip down her leg as she stood bent over and exposed.

Suddenly the sting of a slap pulled a yelp from Gabriela as Arnav proceeded to spank her firmly and rhythmically. The drip turned to a downpour as Arnav continued slapping then soothing with a gentle caress.

He switched from his hand to a paddle, keeping the same rhythm of soothing with every sting. The heat from the impact burned deep and hot, and Gabriela cried out with every stroke. Tears streamed down her cheek as with her essence down her thigh, pain and pleasure overwhelmed her every sense.

There was then a pause, and the familiar flash and click of the camera filled the silence. Another silence followed before it was broken with the mechanical buzz of one of Gabriela’s favourite vibrators.

Suddenly, her clit felt as though it’d been struck by lightning as Arnav worked her vibrator against it, sending Gabriela screaming as she pulled helplessly against her restraints. The torrent of pleasure pulsed endlessly through her, every nerve in her body lit up in ecstasy.

The waves grew bigger, the unfeeling vibrator relentlessly tormenting her. The tears returned and the howls turned guttural, even feral, as she felt herself reaching climax. Her knees nearly buckled when she finally came and her essence streamed from her engorged, throbbing pussy.

Gabriela’s moans and heaving breath were all that could be heard as Arnav switched off the vibrator.

Another click.

Arnav untied Gabriela and checked her wrists and massaged her shoulders. She kissed him deeply, showing him she was okay and ready.

Arnav pulled away from Gabriela’s lips and took hold of her chain once more. This time, he slowly pulled down, bringing Gabriela to her knees and level with his cock. She licked her lips and looked up, making eye contact with Arnav as she took his length between her lips, feeling it grow in her mouth as she twirled her tongue around his throbbing tip.

Arnav’s cock swelled to its full potential and Gabriela worked his shaft with her lips and tongue, pulling him deep down her throat with force and determination. The sounds of Arnav’s moans and Gabriela’s slurping now filled the room. She reached between her legs and coated her fingers in her plentiful juices, and reached between Arnav’s legs and slipped one of her slick fingers inside his hole.

He let out a whimper as she worked his pleasure points from both ends. Feeling his cock swell even more and his balls lift in anticipation of an explosion, Gabriela worked her mouth and finger with a mechanical relentlessness.

With a final roar Arnav exploded, his liquid ecstasy filled Gabriela’s mouth and coated her tongue. After the last bursts and twitches of Arnav’s member, she slipped her finger from his hole. Arnav lowered himself to meet her eyes, and picked the camera up from beside them. He brought it up close to her lips, and clicked one last time.

Arnav helped Gabriela back to her feet and gently removed the clamps. They both washed each other’s bodies under a hot shower and moved back to the living room. Arnav wore his red boxers, and Gabriela wore a new pair of panties and one of Arnav’s oversized t-shirts.

All of Arnav’s photos developed, and Arnav showed them to Gabriela. Having already seen the first, they both looked at the second picture. The second film card was a close-up of Gabriela’s butt cheek. The hot, red blood vessels throbbing from Arnav’s stinging spanking made beautifully intricate patterns across Gabriela’s soft, supple skin. The passion behind each strike illustrated with every red blotch. The contrasting softness of Gabriela’s skin showing the care and love felt between them, accented between streaks of red.

The third picture was just a single, hanging droplet. The droplet had a fresh glimmer, and it oozed with the suggestion of the sticky pleasure from whence it came. The singular drip holding her entire essence within it, coming to be through an intimate connection unique to her and Arnav. It was singular, and it was theirs.

The final photo was of Gabriela’s red lips. A sleek sheen made them almost glitter, her lips parted slightly with a drip of drool easing from the corner. The white tint spread over her hidden tongue ached for more, demanded it even. Hunger and desire emanated from the film card, begging any witness to satisfy them.

Gabriela put the cards down on the coffee table and kissed Arnav deeply. “We’re absolutely framing these. They’re wonderful.”

Arnav returned her approval with a big smile, and they spent the rest of the night lost in each other’s arms.

Summer Delight

Lana walked up to the front door of her apartment. Fumbling with the keys in an exhausted haze, she finally found the key that would open the door to her sanctuary. The AC was humming and the cool air hit her face, washing relief over her body. Her close friend and roommate Megan stood in the kitchen and gave a little wave hello as Lana made her way into the family room.

Lana had already flipped her dress up and over her head and walked into the kitchen clad in only her bra and panties. Lana grabbed a piece of fresh pineapple her friend was cutting and popped it into her mouth. The fresh explosion of sweet juices tickled her taste buds.

“It’s absolutely brutal out there,” Lana remarked to Megan as she unhooked her suffocating bra, releasing her pale, shapely breasts.

“It’s insane,” Megan replied.

As Megan put the knife and cutting board away she paused and stared at Lana’s breasts.

“God your boobs are incredible,” she said.

Megan had remarked on Lana’s remarkable breasts often over the years they’d known each other. And as she’d done for years, Lana simply pushed them together slightly with her arms, gave a sly smile, and winked as she popped another piece of pineapple into her mouth on the way to her room.

Lana wasn’t a cocky person, and like most everyone, felt certain insecurities about her body. But Megan seemed to have a sixth sense about when those insecure thoughts were starting to enter Lana’s mind and would always say just the right thing to lift her spirits. She truly was one-of-a-kind.

Lana finished undressing, grabbed a towel, and went straight to the shower. The thought of the warm water washing away the day’s stress and sweat was intoxicating.

Lana stood in the shower and closed her eyes, taking in the cleansing energy of the water against her skin. Her mind began to wander as streams explored her every curve. The water’s warm caress morphed her feelings of cleanliness and refreshment into more carnal desires. She traced the path of the water down her body. She fingers lingered on her neck, feeling her racing heartbeat. She migrated down to her collarbone before following the slopes of her breasts to their tips. Her nipples begged for attention, erect and waiting. She denied their urges and continued over her stomach and to her generous hips. The roiling inferno in her gut fed into her desperate desires. Even then, she slowed herself down. The slow build was worth the reward. She finally made it to her conquering thighs. Her muscles bulged beneath her supple skin.

At long last, the natural path of the cleansing streams led Lana’s fingertips to her warmth. She bit her lip as she slowly stimulated her aching clit. Her dexterous fingers moved faster and vigorously. Lana’s breath heaved and abs contracted as she hurdled towards and orgasmic eruption. She braced herself against the shower wall as her legs buckled. Waves of pleasure crashed over her like the water flowing down her body and she let out a primal roar as her pussy contracted.

Lost in a daze of ecstasy, Lana nearly lost her footing and realized that if she kept going she’d likely end up in a hospital. She begrudgingly pulled her fingers from between her legs and washed her body’s own liquids from her right hand.

Lana dried herself off and tied the towel around her waist. As she stepped out of the bathroom and made her way to her bedroom, Megan shouted out to her from the living room, “You got a package. I put it in your room.”

Lana furrowed her brow, trying to remember if she was expecting a delivery. She went to her room and saw a neatly wrapped box sitting on her bed. Tearing off the wrapping, she saw it was from own of her favorite clothing stores.

She opened the box and saw a note sitting atop a folded yellow summer dress. The note read simply, ‘Put on the dress, take a picture, and send it to me’. A smile spread across Lana’s face. She quickly threw off the towel and slipped into the perfectly sized yellow dress.

The dress flowed beautifully, falling just above her knees and had a scoop neck that showed an enticing amount of cleavage. After tussling and flipping her hair a few times, Lana pulled out her phone and took plenty of pictures of herself in the dress. After managing to snap a few that she liked, she shimmied her way out of it and took an equal number in her birthday suit.

After sending her favorites, she got a quick response: “Keep it on. I’m on my way”. Lana felt heat rise in her cheeks and a flow building between her legs.

Lana put the dress back on and walked out into the apartment to show it off.

“What do you think,” she asked Megan.

“Wow,” was all her friend could say, mouth agape as Lana spun around.

“He’ll be over soon,” Lana said cheekily.

“I’d offer to leave the apartment while he’s here, but I’ll be honest, it’s hot as hell hearing the two of you go at it,” Megan said.

Lana smiled back and rolled her eyes, “You know his exhibitionist ass would love nothing more than to give you a front row seat.”

“Ugh, now I’m all revved up,” Megan said, getting up off the couch. “I’m going to go take a shower.” Lana giggled as her friend undressed on her way to the bathroom.

Lana made her way back to her room to tidy up and get the condoms and lube out and ready. Before long she heard a knock at the door. She rushed out in her flowing yellow dress and quickly swung the door open to see the man of her dreams.

Sunny was just over six fee tall, slim, with ochre skin and long, curly black hair. He wore a white button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to just below the elbows. He took one step forward, and in a single motion slid an arm around Lana’s waist, pulled her in close, and kissed her.

As if from a sitcom, Megan walked out of the bathroom with a towel around her waist, her small, perky breasts bare. She stood frozen in the hallway with Lana and Sunny looking over at her from the doorway.

Lana glanced over to Sunny’s face and saw he had on his classic disarming smile. “I’m so sorry, I should have announced myself a little louder,” he said, his eyes lingering only a moment longer before turning away.

Megan let out a flustered laugh, “You’re fine. I mean, not fine like ‘damn you’re fine’ but like ‘it’s okay’. But don’t get me wrong, you’re hot! Sorry, I’m just going to go.”

Lana laughed and ran over to Megan, wrapping her up in a hug. “You’re truly insane and I love it,” Lana said with a kiss on her friend’s cheek.

After releasing the hug, a beet-red Megan scurried into her room. “I think you’re fine too,” Sunny called out after her. Megan gave a quick smile back at Sunny before disappearing into her bedroom.

The two love birds giggled as they made their way to Lana’s room. The moment the door closed behind them Sunny grabbed Lana and kissed her again. He reached his right hand around and under her dress and gripped her thick, round ass. Lana gasped as Sunny kissed her neck, punctuating every press of his lips against her skin with a tight squeeze from behind.

Sunny lifted Lana’s leg with his free left hand and Lana immediately wrapped it around him, her eyes rolling back in her head, moans slipping from between her lips. Sunny thrust his hips and Lana could feel his prominent bulge through his slacks.

Lana reluctantly pulled away and connected with Sunny’s eyes. She felt his piercing brown eyes take in every feature of her face as her baby blues soaked in every bit of his.

Lana reached down and grabbed Sunny’s desperate bulge. “I’ve been waiting for this for far too long,” Lana whispered, tightening her grip.

Lana slowly lowered to her knees. She undid Sunny’s pants with the swiftness that comes with primal desperation and ripped them down to reveal his large, throbbing cock. Lana’s mouth watered as she came face-to-face with the object of her fantasies. She watched Sunny’s mast twitch as she brought her face closer. She extended her tongue and caressed from the base of his balls, along the underside of his shaft, and finished at the tip. She felt the longing heat radiate from Sunny’s engorged member before Lana parted her lips and slid him into her mouth.

Lana twirled her tongue around Sunny’s tip, drawing deep, guttural moans from his tight body. Taking Sunny deep into her throat, she felt his hands grab her hair as he cursed and thrust. Lana reached both her hands behind him and grabbed his ass, squeezing tighter with every thrust of his cock down her throat. Her fingers grazed and probed his hole and his higher pitched moans signaled to her she’d pressed the right button. Lana felt Sunny’s cock continue to throb as she pressed his hole and took him in.

With a gasp, Sunny pulled his cock from Lana’s lips. He gently grabbed Lana’s disheveled hair and lifted her onto her feet, tilting her head up to meet his gaze.

“I missed that so damn much,” he whispered.

Sunny brought her to his lips and kissed her passionately, his hand releasing its grip and slipping down to the small of her back. Lana felt his hot, throbbing cock slip under her dress and press firmly against her supple skin.

Sunny removed Lana’s dress and eased her down onto the bed. He pinned her arms above her head as he kissed his way down her body, retracing the path of the cleansing waters of her shower. Sunny reached the peak of Lana’s breasts, her dark nipples erect, anticipating. They were no longer denied as Sunny’s lips wrapped around them. He sucked ferociously, his tongue twirled and flicked in tandem with unrelenting suction. Lana’s moans pitched higher and she got louder, screaming out as Sunny’s teeth gripped and pulled her intensely stimulated nipples.

Every pull and release sent a rush through Lana’s body as she writhed and bucked. Her hands desperately explored Sunny’s thick curls, pulling in rhythm with his teeth. When there was a momentary pause in Lana’s delirium, she briefly thought about playing music to drown out the hot, primal sounds emanating from her room. Instead she pictured her beautiful, blushing friend who rather preferred she let their carnal sounds echo through the apartment.

Sunny finally ceased and lifted his head, bringing his face close to hers.

“Let me take care of you,” he whispered.

Knowing exactly where everything in Lana’s room was, he bound her wrists to the headboard with scarves she had stashed in her nightstand. After securing the last knot he continued where he left off, kissing his way across her belly, making his way down her hips and slowly across her pelvis. Lana gasped with every touch of his soft lips and she ached to feel his tongue against her warmth.

Before he reached her pussy, he pulled out another scarf and blindfolded her. “Focus on every sensation,” Sunny whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Lana whimpered in reply before Sunny gently kissed her lips and returned his focus the the mess forming between her legs. With the first flick of Sunny’s tongue across her slick pussy, Lana let out a deep, desperate moan. Sunny’s rhythmic flicks and thrums against Lana’s engorged clit left her breathless.

Through the pitch black colours flashed before her eyes as the pulses of pleasure radiated up through her body. Sunny’s lips wrapped around Lana’s clit and he began sucking with the same pulsing rhythm he’d used on her nipples. Lana’s legs thrashed as Sunny’s tongue worked before he pinned her down with his strong arms. Lana’s thrashing was for naught as her moans turned to screams of ecstasy and near completion.

The more Lana thrashed the tighter Sunny pinned her legs and the more powerful his tongue pressured. Lana screamed uncontrollably as her orgasm crested, her entire body shook and shuddered as she was consumed by unbearable euphoria. Sunny’s slowly released his lips and his tongue’s strokes slowed to a halt. Lana was left panting, her skin glistened with sweat. The seismic tremors of her orgasm gradually subsided and she regained control of her faculties. Still blindfolded she could hear the bed move and creak as Sunny climbed up on top of her.

“Open your mouth,” he said from directly above her head.

Lana did as she was told. Slowly, her mouth was filled with a familiar taste as Sunny’s tumescent cock. She wrapped around Sunny’s throbbing penis and ferociously sucked.

Suddenly, the orgasmic colours burst out from the darkness once more as her clit exploded with sensation from Sunny’s tongue. The lovers synchronously pleasured each other, their moans muffled by each other’s bodies. Lana suddenly felt Sunny slip two slender fingers inside her as he continued to pressure her clit with his tongue. The sensations overwhelmed Lana and she stopped working Sunny’s cock and just let out muffled screams as the orgasmic tsunami surged once more.

Lana’s G-spot was expertly and relentlessly stimulated, throwing Lana’s body yet again into uncontrolled spasms. Sunny’s thick cock continued to throb in her mouth, its warmth and shape filling her completely. Sunny finally slid his finger out and Lana nearly passed out from exhaustion.

Out of the darkness she felt Sunny untie her arms and remove the blindfold. As her eyes readjusted to the light she saw Sunny’s disarming smile looking down at her, his hair hanging over his face. He kissed her again before leaving the bed. Sunny lay a thin sheet over Lana, and she pulled it snugly around herself.

Sunny opened the bedroom door and Lana took in his slick, sweaty, naked body as he walked out into the apartment. His perfect cock framed beautifully between his slender thighs.

Suddenly, Lana heard Megan exclaim, “Oh, wow.”

“I guess we’re even now,” Sunny responded. Lana giggled as Sunny walked back into the bedroom a moment later with two cold glasses of water.

He handed Lana one glass before sipping from the other and sliding into bed next to her. Sunny wrapped his arms around Lana, spooning and kissing her gently on the neck.

“You’re absolutely amazing,” Sunny whispered as he caressed her body admiringly, “Utterly stunning.”

“I know”, Lana replied, nestling her perfectly shaped bum against him.

“I also think we might have given Megan enough to fantasize about for at least a week,” Lana said, and the two of them immediately broke out laughing, snug and sweating, basking in the glow of sanctuary.

The Hotel

Divya hurried around the hotel room. She booked a luxury hotel room with a king-size bed, full sitting area, and egregiously spacious bathroom. She triple checked her itinerary. The tools were bought. Her orders were sent out. Tonight was the night. She opened up the group chat with her friends-turned-conspirators and sent out her final check-in message. Her phone immediately lit up with ready confirmations. Finally, she sent a separate message to the night’s final guest, Neil. The message read, “We’re ready for you.”

Divya and her friends gathered before Neil’s arrival. After some quick hugs and kisses, Divya jumped right into setting up for the night’s activities. She laid out the toys she bought and gathered her friends around the bed. Divya heard her friend Sofia whisper “finally”, her eyes fixated on the display before her. Divya glanced over to Tash and saw a prominent bulge growing in their pants. Divya felt the sexual energy radiating from her co-conspirators and she bit her dark red lip. The group collected themselves and made their way to the sitting area where Divya poured three shots of tequila.

They raised their shot glasses.

“To horny friends turned hornier lovers.” They all laughed and clinked their glasses before downing the top-shelf liquor. Tash and Sofia almost immediately started groping and making out with each other and Divya had to break them up.

“Save it for later you hornballs.” The two friends sighed and poured themselves two more shots.

A few minutes later there was a knock at the door. The three friends shot up and exchanged wide-eyed looks around at each other. They all walked towards the bed and Divya continued to the door.

Opening the door, Divya saw Neil. He wore a black peacoat, a disarming smile, and held two expensive bottles of wine. She nodded approvingly and made way for him to enter. He entered the luxurious room and was immediately surrounded by Divya’s ravenous friends. Tash and Sofia began pawing at Neil’s chest and abs, slipping their hands beneath his shirt. Neil stood motionless, his skin desperate for their soft touch. Divya removed his coat and threw it to the side. She leaned in and nibbled at his earlobes, her hot breath filling Neil’s ears. Tash’s lips went to the opposite ear and the two friends tongued and sucked, coaxing breathy moans from their subject.

Divya finally stepped back and exclaimed, “We have to slow down. He needs to clean up for us first.”

Divya’s friends reluctantly joined her and backed away from their prey. Just as Neil took a step towards the bathroom, Divya pressed her hand against his chest, halting him mid-stride.

She looked Neil in his eyes and said, “You are to be naked at all times while in our presence. Understood?”

Neil silently nodded and hastily undressed in the middle of the room. The three friends ogled him as he bent over to slip off his underwear and trousers. Neil’s muscular back and defined abs captivated his ferocious audience. His sturdy legs framed his hanging cock. Divya licked her lips in anticipation of seeing his small, limp member grow to its full potential. Neil left the bathroom door open as he stepped into the shower and in clear view of the ravenous pack in the room and the trio quickly undressed themselves, piling their clothes onto a chair in the corner.

A few minutes later Neil dried himself off and walked back into the room. His eyes betrayed his normally cool demeanor as he took in the naked bodies before him.

Neil drank in the sight of Divya’s soft, ochre skin. Her generous breasts hung full and low, her figure accentuated by her slim waist and wide hips. To her right was Tash. A thin layer of hair covered their charcoal skin and rippling muscles. Their remarkable cock hung between muscular thighs, enticing Neil to approach and succumb to their magesty. Sofia’s pale skin contrasted the large, dark nipples on her petite breasts. He slender frame and tiny waist lead to long, doe legs, her prominent bush greatly contrasting her companions’ lack thereof.

Divya broke Neil’s hungering gaze and grabbed his growing cock. She led him the short distance to the king-sized bed and pushed him onto his back. Neil craned his neck and saw Sofia and Tash stand to either side of Divya at the foot of the bed. They each took hold and lifted Neil’s legs into the air, exposing his shaved, puckered hole.

Neil’s heart raced as he watched Divya’s face lower and disappear beneath the horizon of the bed. He threw his head back and gasped as Divya’s dexterous tongue circle and probe his exposed hole. His abs clenched and his moans became hushed whimpers with each exploring flick of her tongue.

Divya twirled and probed Neil’s rim and dragged her fingernails slowly up and down his inner thighs. She felt his body open and beg for more. Divya stood and examined her handiwork. Neil’s cock lay on his stomach in all its full, prodigious glory. All three friends licked their lips at the sight of their slutty toy sweating and heaving.

Divya glanced down at Tash’s cock and saw their member throbbing greedily. Divya turned to Sophia and kissed her deeply, bringing her deeper into the raging inferno of her passion. Sofia’s breasts pressed firmly against hers. She released Neil’s raised leg and wrapped her arms around Divya, desperately squeezing her firm ass. She reluctantly tore herself from Divya’s delicious lips to kneel and pick up where Divya left off. Tash now held both of Neil’s legs aloft as Sofia’s tongue went to work.

Divya stepped gingerly onto the bed and crawled up to Neil’s face. She looked down at his contorted expressions, reacting to Sofia’s practiced tongue. She pulled Neil’s hands to her breasts as she lowered herself down onto his quivering lips. The jolt of pleasure was immediate as Neil’s mouth worked her throbbing clit, rhythmically thrumming side-to-side with the pressure applied down onto his lips. Divya rocked her hips over Neil’s lips as he pinched her nipples, her moans melded with the muffled cries of pleasure between her legs.

Divya steadied her breathing and composed herself before turning her head and beckoning Tash over to join her. Tash released Neil’s legs and climbed onto the bed with Divya. They stood on the bed facing Divya, their considerable erect penis centimeters from her salivating red lips. Divya hungrily took them into her mouth, the warm, familiar cock satiating her fervent hunger. She worked her tongue around their tip before pushing them deeper, opening her throat for their long, thick member. High-pitched and muffled moans alike filled the room as Divya and Tash reveled in the loops of pleasure cycled between their hot and sweaty bodies.

Divya pulled herself off Tash’s throbbing cock, strands of saliva dripping onto Neil’s glistening body below. She collected herself once more and said, “Everyone stop.” Sofia lifted her head above the bed, her lips slick with saliva, and Tash looked down at the woman in charge.

Divya pulled herself up off Neil’s face and helped Tash off the bed as well. The three friends again stood at the foot of the bed and marveled at a panting, willing Neil. Divya finally reached under the bed and pulled out the tools for the main event.

Divya took a pair of restraints and fastened Neil’s wrists and ankles to all four corners of the bed. Divya gave a distracted Sofia a firm slap on her petite behind to refocus her and prepare another one of Divya’s tools.

Divya watched Tash slowly stroke Neil’s throbbing cock as Sofia helped her secure a strap-on to her waist. Sofia finished securing Divya’s straps and hopped onto the bed. She leaned against the headboard beside Neil’s tied wrists. She spread her legs and played with her dripping pussy.

The large, purple phallus swinging between Divya’s legs dwarfed even Tash’s tumescent member. Tash took the time to spread copious amounts of lube over Neil’s prepared hole and Divya’s purple cock.

Tash and Sofia watched as Divya pushed the tip of the monstrous cock against Neil’s hole. His body was unable to deny it’s hunger any longer and opened eagerly. Neil’s breath caught as Divya slowly slid deeper before pulling out. Neil’s moans went up a register as Divya’s slow thrusts continued, driving her further into Neil’s void. She felt his resistance subside and she picked up the pace of her thrusts, pulling her hips back and throwing them forward with ferocity. Neil’s high moans turned to curses and wails as he begged and pleaded for more.

Tash watched as Neil’s cock bounced and leaked on his stomach. Licking their lips, they climbed up onto the bed and straddled Neil’s face. They leaned forward and slowly licked the mess collected on his chiseled abs before slipping his cock between their lips. They worked their tongue around Neil’s bristling head, tasting the ecstasy pouring from Neil’s body.

Tash felt their work mirrored on their own throbbing member. Neil greedily took Tash’s hanging cock into his own mouth. He worked his tongue masterfully around their throbbing shaft before opening their throat to accept his entirety. Tash thrust and Neil gagged. Their movements were synchronous and pleasure oozed out into the room. Both throats opened and took the objects of their desire deep inside. Tash felt themselves swell and throb and they thrust deeper into Neil’s eager mouth.

Sofia’s moans and screams overtook the sounds of slapping skin and oral delights. She crested violently and came, her legs twitched and her stomach clenched. Her juices sprayed from her pussy, drenching Neil’s face and Tash’s ass. Her nectar tasted sweet on Neil’s lips as he plunged further into the torrent of ecstasy engulfing him.

Divya forcefully pounded Neil’s hole, the cock reaching every pleasure point. She looked forward at her friend and toy and recognized their clenches and moans and knew they were both hurdling towards completion as well. Divya swiftly reached out and pulled Tash’s face up off of Neil’s aching cock.

“Not yet, baby.” Tash let out a loud whimper as Divya extricated her purple cock from Neil’s gaping hole.

Tash pulled their cock from Neil’s hungering lips and joined Divya at the foot of the bed. They stook in front of Neil’s winking void and began to drool. Divya smiled at her fixated friend and held their throbbing cock. She moved to stand behind them and guided their slick, throbbing member inside Neil’s instatiable hole. Tash picked up where Divya had left off and aggressively pounded Neil’s ass. The sound of slapping skin and Neil’s screams echoed around the room.

As Tash took over Neil’s body, Divya and Sofia undid Neil’s wrist restraints and climbed onto the bed. They sat on either side of him and bent over, their asses within Neil’s reach. His hands instinctively caressed their luscious curves as he moaned and screamed from the pleasure Tash delivered him.

“You know what to do,” Divya ordered Neil, looking back over her shoulder. She turned to Sofia and whispered, “Enjoy.”

At that very moment they felt Neil’s long, slender fingers slide deep inside their soaked, aching pussies. Divya’s eyes closed and her breath caught as waves of pleasure washed over her. Neil’s fingers expertly pressed and pressured their pleasure points. A sensual buzz ran through their bodies with every curl of Neil’s fingers, unrelenting and rhythmic in their pursuit of drawing out every drop of their nectar. Divya gripped the sheets as Neil’s fingers reached deeper inside her and he drove his fingers faster, pressing against her G-spot over, and over again.

In the midst of all those incredible sensations Divya heard Sofia’s screams from her mirrored experience. She couldn’t help but laugh between gasps as she remembered her first experience with Neil’s magical touch. Before long both Divya and Sofia gushed out onto the bed, and their bodies quivered uncontrollably with their crashing orgasms pummeling them synchronously.

Sofia immediately curled-up tightly on her side of the bed, the orgasmic aftershocks leaving her dazed. Divya reached over and brushed her hair behind her ear and gently kissed her cheek. Tash’s unrelenting pumps continued and Divya hungered for more.

She brought herself over Neil’s body and reached down to grip Neil’s erect cock. In one smooth motion, Divya slid Neil’s cock deep into her sopping slit.

Neil gasped as pleasure radiated from the thrusts he received and subsequently delivered. Tash pounded Neil in rhythm with Neil’s thrusts into Divya. Divya felt Tash drag their nails down her back and Neil’s hands pinching and pulling her erect nipples. Neil’s perfectly curved cock overwhelmed her as he rapidly and repeatedly pressured her pleasure points.

Divya dug her nails deep into Neil’s chest as she came. Her screams of ecstasy were joined by roars from Tash and Neil as they simultaneously exploded. Tash pumped their load deep inside Neil’s satisfied hole, their cock twitched as Neil squeezed. Neil’s cum leaked from Divya’s ravaged pussy, covering his depleted cock in his own sweetness.

The smell of sex hung heavy in the air as the three remaining lovers bathed in the afterglow of their orgasms. They collapsed moments later into a pile on the king size bed and, through sheer force of will, managed to get under the covers with Sofia, spooning and fondling each other as their breathing settled and the orgasmic aftershocks subsided.

“The perfect plan,” Divya whispered as she spooned Sofia.

Divya felt Neil’s chest pressed against her back and his arm draped over her. Neil took a deep, relaxed breath as he felt Tash’s cock pressed against his satisfied behind.

Divya fell asleep last, and she floated into dreamland devising more plans with her delicious friends.

Invisible Restraints

Aurelia and Armond threw the medicine ball back and forth between them. They were drenched in sweat as they pushed through the soreness in their arms and shoulders.

They were on the final circuit of their intense workout in their basement workout space. Aurelia tossed the last rep and immediately collapsed to the floor, followed closely by Armond.

“That shit kills me every time,” she said between heaving breaths.

“That’s why it’s so good,” Armond replied, rubbing his sleek, defined arms.

Aurelia wore her multicoloured Lululemon yoga pants, a blue sports bra, and had her hair up in a high ponytail. Armond wore just his black running shorts, opting to remove his shirt halfway through the circuit.

They both collected themselves and went up to the kitchen to make smoothies and rest. After throwing together two strawberry banana smoothies, they sat at the kitchen table.

“I definitely feel like my will to power through the last few reps with each circuit it getting stronger,” Armond said, looking thoughtful as he sipped his drink.

“I feel you,” Aurelia responded, “Like, before I felt like I would need someone to whip me to push through. Now, I’m my own whip.”

The two of them laughed at Aurelia’s comment, and Armond said, “We haven’t brought out the whip in a hot minute. You got me thinking.”

Aurelia gave him a wink, “Maybe we should.”

An inquisitive look then passed over her face, and she continued, “We actually haven’t brought any of the toys out for a while. The rope, the whip, the nipple clamps. You want to tonight?”

Armond was about to answer when another thought crossed his mind. “Actually, I have an idea for something new we can try instead.”

Aurelia raised an eyebrow. “I’m all ears,” she said, resting her chin on her hand as she leaned forward.

“You know how we were just talking about our growing ‘power of will’,” Armond said, “What if we bound ourselves in the bedroom with nothing but that. No rope. No cuffs. Nothing.”

Aurelia looked interested. Armond continued, “And we each do our best to push the other and make it really, really difficult to stay bound.”

“I love it,” Aurelia said, leaning over and kissing Armond deeply. “I can’t wait for tonight, my love. You’re gonna regret this little challenge,” she said, giving Armond a wink as she stripped out of her clothes on her way to the shower.

Armond felt a twitch in his shorts, the countdown to the evening had begun.

—

Aurelia lay on her back spread-eagle on the plush queen size bed. She was completely naked, her body covered in goosebumps from the anticipation she felt for the night ahead.

Her normally pale skin was now suntanned from the hours she’d spent that summer in her garden. She had flowing locks that curled down past her shoulders and were splayed around her head like a glistening auburn halo. Her large, pink nipples sat atop her generous breasts, swaying gently with each heaving breath. Her supple belly gave way to soft thighs that did little to hide a small patch of brown hair nestled between them.

Aurelia kept her arms and legs in position as Armond stood at the foot of the bed, taking in every inch of her, his deep hazel eyes probing her body. He stood just over 6’1 and was slim with broad shoulder. His naked body towered over her, a thin layer of hair covering his chest, stomach, and thighs, but his privates were clean shaven.

Armond spoke in a hushed tone, “Remember, you’re not to move your arms or legs, no matter what.”

Aurelia bit her lip and nodded, craning her neck to take in the sight of the man she’d entrusted her body to utterly completely.

Armond sat on the bed next to Aurelia and placed his large hand on her stomach and began a slow caress from her pubis to just below her breasts. He watched the goosebumps spread across her skin and her nipples begged for more.

Armond climbed further onto the bed and lay next to Aurelia, then wrapped his lips around her erect nipple. Aurelia let out a gasp and clenched her fists as Armond swirled his tongue around her pink towers, alternating back and forth between her left and right breasts.

When Armond took her nipples between his teeth and slowly pulled, she held her breath, curling her toes and flexing her legs until he released her, at which point she let out a guttural moan and soaked in the heat pulsing through her body. Armond continued until Aurelia’s body was slick with sweat and her breathing grew heavy.

When Armond sat back up, Aurelia looked at him, small streaks of tears out of the corners of her eyes begged him to release her. Instead, he leaned down and kissed her deeply, and in that moment giving her the comfort and reassurance she needed to obey for just a little longer.

When Armond pulled back, Aurelia smiled and gave a tiny nod, and he smiled.

With renewed permission Armond placed his hand on Aurelia stomach and moved it down to her inner thigh. He could see the glistening dew coating her lips beneath the patch of hair as he continued to gently caress her thigh, bringing his fingers agonizingly close to her warmth.

After a few strokes of Aurelia’s soft skin, Armond moved his hand to between her legs. Aurelia gasped as his thumb found her throbbing clit and he rubbed slow, steady circles over it.

Aurelia’s breathing laboured as she flexed and struggled against her own will power, moaning and grunting as Armond circled her button.

When his long, slender finger plunged deep into her soaked warmth, her breath caught. He worked her clit and stroked her pleasure points rhythmically, methodically, sending Aurelia tumbling through a euphoric torrent.

When Armond picked up the pace, Aurelia knew she was getting swept away in the raging rapids of orgasmic bliss, heading straight over the climactic waterfall. Aurelia screamed out and bore down as she soared over the falls, her essence exploding from her warmth, staining the fresh bedsheets. Her vagina ached, pulsing through the aftershocks. Her arms ached like they did during her morning workout.

Armond slipped his fingers in Aurelia’s mouth and she revelled in the taste of her sweetness, then the taste of Armond’s lips as he bent down and gave her another deep, sensual kiss.

Aurelia opened her eyes and looked Armond in the eyes after she finally caught her breath and her body came down from the high. He gave her a nod and Aurelia immediately released her arms and legs and curled up in to a ball, laying on her side in the fetal position.

Armond immediately wrapped his body around her from behind, peppering her neck and shoulders in gentle kisses, comforting her through her recovery.

After a few minutes he left the room and returned with two glasses of their favourite tequila. They sat in their bed drinking, Aurelia leaning on Armond’s chest, snuggled under his shoulder.

As she sipped her drink, her left hand drifted to between Armond’s legs and she held his smooth, soft member. She felt it grow in her palm as she fondled it, stroking as it swelled to full mast. She admired it’s girth and watched it twitch and curve slightly upward.

She downed the last of her drink then took Armond’s glass from his hand and placed it on the nightstand.

“Hands behind your head,” she said, straddling his lap and staring him directly in his eyes.

Armond obeyed, his flexed arms fanning the flames deep in Aurelia’s core and reigniting the river from her warmth.

Aurelia kissed Armond across his neck and shoulders, tasting the salty sweat on his skin. She made her way down to his chest and found his nipples.

Aurelia worked Armond exactly as he’d worked her, biting, tonguing and sucking his soft, sensitive buttons. Aurelia relished in his hushed whimpers and flexing biceps with each agonizing tug. She glimpsed the precum building on the tip of his aching cock, craving more with every passing second. Satisfied that her man was sufficiently teased, She shuffled forward so her pussy hovered inches over Armond’s member.

Aurelia lowered herself down and felt him part her lips and fill her soaked vagina. She slowly rocked her hips, feeling his curve press against her pleasure points, reigniting the torrential euphoric maelstrom. She felt her self climb higher and higher, screaming as she reached the orgasmic apex, rocking faster until she climaxed. She let out a feral scream as her body spasmed, squeezing around the throbbing member lodged between her legs, pulsing waves or ecstasy washing over her.

Armond’s arms remains tightly behind his head, obedience overcoming desire, his cock nearly ready to explode. Aurelia recovered and started riding him again, this time lifting her hips and slamming them down on his lap, driving him deeper inside.

She rode quicker and more aggressively and began to feel Armond’s cock swell and twitch, ready to release. Aurelia’s already sensitive pussy reacted in kind and in an instant both lovers roared as they came together, Aurelia gripping Armond’s head tightly and bringing her forehead to his as he remained bound by conviction.

Aurelia finally moved from Armond’s lap and kissed him before releasing him. The two again sat in each other’s arms drinking tequila.

They looked at each other’s arms. Both their wrists were free of any marks, though they still felt phantom tightness around them. That night the strength of will forged bonds tighter than any rope could.