Light bondage threesome-1
Their kiss broke eventually, and Lorelle took a deep breath, blushing furiously. Her breasts pressed against me in an entirely agreeable way as she breathed heavily. “Oh, Jenn… I… I never knew what that was like…”
Tracy giggled and kissed her on the nose. “I’ve wanted to do that for a while,” she said. Then the girls were kissing again, and I figured that a little break from being in the middle would do my stamina some good.
When their kiss next broke, I kissed Lorelle myself, then lifted myself up by my arms and rolled to the other side of her, pushing her up against Tracy. Lorelle squealed from the unexpected movement, but got quiet again rapidly when Tracy dipped her mouth down to Lorelle’s nipple. When I started kissing her other nipple, she moaned and threw her arms up over her head, giving us better access.
I met Tracy’s eyes as we both tongued Lorelle’s pert nipples, and she winked at me. As hot as things had gotten, they were going to get a lot hotter; I loved that look on Tracy’s face. It was the look that she gave me when all of her inhibitions dropped and she went into full “wanton slut” mode. My fingers trailed down Lorelle’s stomach, only to find that Tracy had beaten me to gently stroking Lorelle’s hot, wet slit.
Lorelle moaned again, her head slowly moving back and forth, as two sets of fingers explored her hot, moist snatch. Tracy guided me to slip a finger inside of Lorelle’s pussy, and I moaned around Lorelle’s nipple as I felt how tight and slick she was inside. I slowly finger-fucked her, feeling her hips slowly rise to meet my finger’s penetrations. She was in bad need of a good fuck, and I happened to be in the right place at the right time.
Lorelle dropped one hand back down beneath the sheets, and wrapped her fingers around my cock again as I finger-fucked her. She stroked my hardness to the rhythm of my hand thrusts, and said “God… you’re so big, Isaac… I don’t know if I can take you…”
“You can, if he’s good and wet,” said Tracy. She gave Lorelle’s nipple a little nip with her teeth, which made Lorelle yelp, then slid her whole body down beneath the covers. I raised my head to Lorelle’s and softly kissed her as Tracy settled down by our legs.
“Oh, God… is… is she going to suck you?” asked Lorelle. I smiled and nodded. Blowjobs were one of Tracy’s specialties; she’d been giving them from a ridiculously young age, and she had a real talent for it.
Tracy started by just breathing her hot, moist breath on my sensitive cock, and gently lifted Lorelle’s hand away. I held Lorelle close, playing with her engorged and sensitive nipples. “Careful, Jenn,” I said. “I’m so hot and hard right now that you could make me cum by THINKING about sucking me.”
Tracy chuckled deep in her throat, and clamped her fingers down on the base of my cock, her thumb coming up hard against the underside. Not only did the pressure feel incredible, but she could hold my orgasm back from there. Some of the best nights of my life started with that grip.
When Tracy’s mouth slowly engulfed the head of my cock, my eyes rolled back in my head. Her tongue was pressing softly at the cleft of the head, and her teeth gently scraped over the most delicate parts. Then she moaned, and took it all the way down her throat without a pause.
Lorelle kissed the side of my neck as Tracy started slowly bobbing up and down on me, sending shivers that bordered on convulsions up and down my body. Tracy’s free hand slowly caressed the underside of my balls, and her mouth was as hot and as wet as I remembered it being. Tracy liked to blow me slow, painfully slow. She liked making the blowjob last for a little while, and so she kept the grip on the base of my cock tight and kept her motions slow. Lorelle’s eyes kept flicking down to where the motions of Tracy’s head made the bedcovers rise and fall.
“Does that really feel good?” asked Lorelle. I could only moan in response… Tracy had control over my whole body with her mouth on my throbbing member. She sped up her action a little bit, her tongue moving in a hot, wet spiral on the underside of my shaft the entire time. I could actually feel my orgasm being held back, and the intensity of the sensations continued to build. When I came it was going to be monumental.
Sensing that she was pushing her luck, Tracy pulled her mouth off of my cock slowly, licking the very tip as it exited her mouth. Lorelle continued to kiss and lick the side of my neck as I shuddered. She pulled back a bit to look in my eyes.
“I… I want you to fuck me, Isaac,” she said. “I’ve wanted it for a long time, but you… you were always with someone else… and I didn’t know…”
I quieted her with a kiss, noting with some interest that Tracy hadn’t come back up yet. Lorelle kissed me passionately, then asked “Do… do you think I’m wet enough?”
That’s when her eyes opened wider than I’d ever seen, and her mouth stretched into a silent “O.” I could feel Tracy’s long hair brushing back and forth against my thighs, and I knew that she was eating Lorelle’s pussy, with every bit as much expertise as she had sucked my cock.
Lorelle’s voice came out in a gurgle… she’d obviously never experienced oral sex before, and the sensations were overwhelming her. Her arms went back over her head, and she started flailing around, a little. It actually started to get a little dangerous, as I ducked her wildly swinging hands.
As Tracy continued to lap at Lorelle’s cunt, oblivious to the reaction she was having above the covers, I decided to take a chance, for my own safety and for Lorelle’s. I rolled halfway out of the bed, feeling the icy chill of the winter air in the bedroom, and grabbed one of my ties from the closet. Rolling back, I wrapped it around one of Lorelle’s wrists, and secured it to the headboard over her head. Lorelle looked at me in surprise and shock, still unable to vocalize, as I tied her second wrist on top of the first.
“Now you’re all mine,” I said, smiling at her. I started to kiss her behind her ear; something I couldn’t have done if she had continued flailing. When I ran my tongue along her earlobe, she finally got a full breath, and screamed in orgasm. I mean really screamed. There were no words, just sheer, uncontrolled passion. Tracy came back up from under the covers quickly, her lips and chin wet with Lorelle’s juices.
Lorelle started breathing in rapid pants, her eyes closed tightly, still in the throes of orgasm. Tracy looked up at her bound wrists.
“Oh, Isaac… and I was hoping that you’d tie ME up again,” she said, pouting. “Will you?”
“Maybe,” I said. That did it… I was going to start dating her again. There was something else demanding my attention, just at the moment, though. Lorelle finally calmed her breathing down, and looked up at me.
“Wh…why did you tie my hands up?” she asked, a little frightened. I kissed her again, and stroked her hair.
“Well, at first, it was so you wouldn’t beat the hell out of me… you were flailing around pretty wildly,” I said. Tracy giggled.
“Did I do that?” she asked, in her best little-girl voice. My cock throbbed, the way it always did when she used that voice. I leaned over and kissed her hard, before turning back to Lorelle.
“The other reason,” I said, “Is because I LIKE tying women up… and Tracy can tell you what it does for sex.”
Lorelle looked over at Tracy, her eyes no longer fearing, but glistening with excitement. “He tied you up, Jenn?”
Tracy laid down next to her, softly stroking Lorelle’s nipples. “Oh, God yes, he did,” she said. “Just relax, honey… Isaac’s going to take you to heaven, and it’s so much better when you’re a little helpless. Don’t worry… I’m here, in case he tries anything funny.”
“Oh, fuck,” said Lorelle, breathlessly. “If you’re the only help I’ve got, then I’m in a lot of trouble…”
I slowly positioned myself on top of Lorelle, holding my weight off of her with my arms. She spread her legs wide for me, as Tracy reached down and took hold of my spit-slick cock.
Lorelle looked up at me, her eyes wide. “Please, Isaac… be gentle with me?”
I smiled and kissed her softly. “I’d never hurt you, Lorelle,” I said, as Tracy guided the head of my cock to Lorelle’s dripping, waiting pussy. “Not unless you really wanted me to.”
Lorelle’s questioning look gave way to one of unbridled passion as I thrust my hips forward, just a little, and Tracy’s expert hand guided the head of my cock into Lorelle’s slit. She gasped a little, obviously unused to the size. I don’t know what her last boyfriend was hung like, but I was betting girls didn’t wrap their fingers around his cock and find that they didn’t meet on the other side. I loved it when that happened.
Slowly, I slid a little more of my cock into Lorelle, Tracy guiding me in until I was well seated. Then, Tracy took a gentle hold of my balls, and held them safe while I completed my thrust, filling Lorelle’s pussy to the hilt.
Lorelle’s eyes went wide again, and she started into mine, and gave me just a little scream before clamping her lips shut. Her wrists strained against the tie that held them, and Tracy smiled.
“Oh, she’s lively,” said Tracy, as I enjoyed the feeling of the tightest, wettest snatch I had ever been in. “Can we keep her?”
I refrained from commenting, starting the work of controlling my breath. I was going to take a long time with this fuck, and I wanted to have all of my stamina. I slowly pulled my cock out until just the head rested inside of Lorelle’s creamy pussy, and then slid back in, just a little faster. Lorelle’s legs came up on either side of me, and wrapped around my waist.
“Fuck me,” she said, through tight teeth. “Fuck me HARD…”
I only smiled, and Tracy stroked Lorelle’s hair.
“Oh, honey,” said Tracy. “That’s the best way to get a slow fuck from Isaac… I hope you can take it.”
Tracy was right… now that I knew what Lorelle wanted, I was going to make her wait for it. I started a nice, long, slow fucking rhythm, using all of my muscles, from my toes to my legs to my back to my shoulders and arms, spreading the effort around my whole body. My cock slid into the wet velvet fist of Lorelle’s inner folds again and again, and I moaned a little with every penetration. She was hot and she was wet and she was fucking tight, and I was enjoying myself immensely.
Lorelle began to thrash in earnest, yanking at the ties and trying to pull me into her faster with her legs around my waist. “Oh, FUCK… you BASTARD… FUCK ME…. GIVE IT TO ME… PLEASE! Oh, GOD… PLEASE… just FUCK ME!”
Once I’ve set up a rhythm, it’s next to impossible to get me to speed up before I’m ready. Tracy had a little shudder, remembering all the times I did the same thing to her. She continued to softly stroke my balls while I slowly fucked Lorelle, and licked her nipples with her long, pink tongue.
Soon, Lorelle had been reduced to tears, eyes screwed shut, her hips thrusting at me, trying to get the hard fuck she wanted. “Please… oh fuck please… I’ll do anything… anything you want… just fuck me… please?”
