by Richard Pump
I pulled on a pair of sweatpants, nothing more, grabbed a backpack and filled it with the appropriate equipment. Finally, I grabbed the sleeping bag. Ellie had yet to put anything on. “I’m too lazy,” she said, and I laughed. I love this girl.
We set out, me carrying the stuff, and her completely naked. Luckily no one was in the hall, even though it was still the fairly early hour of 11pm. We hurried downstairs and out the door.
Once outside, Ellie shivered, but continued on. Her nipples hardened immediately at the cool air and she pulled her hair around in front to give herself a little warmth. It still left her breasts mostly uncovered.
The Labs were about a five-minute walk from my building. A few lucky people got a view of Ellie’s fantastic body, but no one from up close. I hurried along, enjoying Ellie’s plight and mild uncomfortability, but not wanting her to get sick as a result.
Finally, we walked in and headed up to the third floor. The place was completely empty, and the lights dim, a perfect setting. The Lecture hall we were heading too was an Amphitheatre style, pie wedge shaped room that seated around two hundred. I walked Ellie up the steps to the top row and laid the sleeping bag on the thinly carpeted floor.
I pulled her close and kissed her again, her hands already tugging my sweatpants down. Slipping off my sandals, I let her haul them down the rest of the way and toss them aside. Her lips closed on my dick again, sucking a few drops of pre-cum off the tip before deepthroating me completely. She pressed her nose into my stomach, and gave a long low, sexy, and muffled moan.
I grabbed a handful of hair, pulled her off and pushed her from her knees to her back. I laid down on top of her, rubbing my dick against her clit, but not penetrating. She moaned happily and thrust her hips towards me. I slid farther up, now kneeling, so my dick hovered over her face.
I slid up further still, and allowed her to lick my balls, coating them in the same layer of spit that still covered my dick. After several minutes, I slid back down, and entered her, slowly, but deeply. She moaned the whole way in, her juices now mixing with her saliva.
Finally, I stopped, and kissed her again, slipping my tongue in between her lips to mingle with hers. They rolled around each other while my dick enjoyed the tight, warm, wet confines of her pussy.
After several minutes I slid sideways and began kissing her neck while I slowly thrusted in and out. Her head rolled to the side, eyes clamped shut and mouth agape in ecstasy. I increased my pace, and her arms wrapped around me, pulling me tighter. I thrusted deeper, harder, and her arms wandered, caressing my body, grabbing a firm hold of my ass, then finally laying off to the side.
Having orgasmed not long before, I knew the second one was going to take a bit longer but be more intense. I felt myself growing close and pulled out. Before she could protest, my mouth found her pussy and my tongue slipped in between her lips. She let out a half scream, half moan that echoed in the empty room.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, playing around with it with my tongue as her ragged gasps grew heavier and heavier. I slid up once more and entered her yet again. Another scream as I started thrusting hard, no build-up this time.
Quickly I was about to cum, but I knew I had her close enough this time. Strong streams shot out, filling her pussy with a new warmth. Her mouth opened in shock, but no sound came out as her second orgasm began. Her body tightened, until finally she let out a moaning sigh, as she finished.
I laid there for a while, still insider her, breathing the same relaxed, happy sighs. She turned and kissed me before resting her cheek against mine. She whispered three words into my ear, and I kissed her again, smiling.
Completely soft now, I slid out of her, and pulled the sleeping bag around us, resting my head on the soft cushion of her breasts, and shutting my eyes. Quite dangerously, we both drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 4
We both awoke to the sound of the door to the lecture hall opening. I bolted awake, my first thought wondering where the hell we were, and my second being that we’d slept until classes started the next morning.
I looked down to the door, to see a thin, brown haired girl walk in. She saw us and froze. For several seconds we stared back and forth until finally she started stammering, trying to say something. Eventually she turned around and started to leave.
“Two AM is a weird time to be frequenting the lecture halls,” I said looking at my watch. She paused and turned around. “An even weirder time to be visiting alone with only a purse and a blanket.” I added. “Come here for a little solo fun?”
Finally, a response. She nodded. “Care for a little more?” Another nod. “Clean me up, and I’ll help you out.” That came from Ellie. The girl perked up at this news. Evidently the body of my girlfriend offered far more than I.
She ascended the stairs, getting a closer look now, I could see she was skinny, brown haired, A or B cup breasts probably, think Sandra Bullock with a more aquiline, though still cute face.
She wore a (form fitting, not tight) black, blue and yellow striped shirt and sweats. Easy in, easy out. Ellie stood, grabbed her waistband and pulled her closer, kissing the smaller, thinner girl on the neck. The girl relaxed slightly as her eyes rolled back in her head and my lovers tongue worked its way downward.
Soon the shirt was off, and Ellie was pushing the girl to her knees. She paused when she saw the cum still dripping from Ellie’s pussy, but Ellie’s strong arms pulled her head in. Timid at first, the girl quickly got used to the mixed tastes of Ellie and I and began licking furiously. Ellie was already whimpering with pleasure as my juices were soon all lapped up, and hers were being attacked.
I moved behind the girl and unclasped her bra. She let it slide down her arms onto the floor. Then, I pulled her arms behind her back and before she knew what was happening, had cinched her off at the wrists. She began to struggle and scream, but Ellie held her head tightly, eliminating the chance for any real noise to be made.
I pulled out the vibrator that was both so evil and so divine, turned it on and, sliding hands under her sweatpants, held it fast to the girl’s clit. She immediately spasmed, then began struggling a little less. When her eyes began to roll back in her head, I clicked it off. She let out muffled yelps of disappointment and anger.
“If you’re good, you get some more. Okay?”
She nodded; face still smothered in Ellie’s shaved pussy.
Ellie and I hauled her to her feet, and I slid her sweatpants down. She had a small pussy with all, but a thin landing strip shaved. Ellie pulled some nipple clamps out of the bag and attached them to the girl’s small A-cup breasts. The girl immediately began to whimper. Ellie grabbed the vibrator, and soon the whimpering turned to moaning.
Ellie clicked it off, disappointing the girl once more, and lowered her to her stomach. She tied the girl’s ankles together but spread her knees with a small spreader-bar. Handing the vibrator off to me and freeing her of the clamps, she sat spread-legged in front of the girl’s face. She immediately went to work licking Ellie, while I attacked her with the vibrator from behind.
Both girls after a short period of time began to moan. The lesbian was apparently very skilled, as a look washed over Ellie’s face that I’d only seen in our most intense moments. The girl started to struggle against her bonds, and I knew an orgasm was on the way.
A few minutes later, she stopped her licking and started to scream. I held the vibrator fast to her pussy, as she moaned her way through what had to be her first bound orgasm. When she finished, and started to relax, panting heavily, Ellie brought her back to earth, pulling the girls lips to her pussy once more.
Ellie started moaning louder and thrusting into the girl’s licks. I grabbed the vibrator and added it to the fun. The reaction was instantaneous. Ellie began to scream as a powerful orgasm ripped through her body. I allowed her to rest a little bit as I cleaned the vibrator and put it away.
Ellie recovered quickly and cut loose the girl’s leg bonds. She pulled her back to her knee
s and sat me down in one of the chairs.
“You’re a lesbian, aren’t you?” The girl nodded ever so slightly. “Answer me, slut! No straight girl licks like that.”
“Yes,” was all the girl managed to say.
“Ever suck a cock?” Ellie asked her. The girl reacted as though she’d been slapped. “No,” she finally answered.
“Want to?” Ellie continued as I started slowly stroking mine.
“No,” the girl replied. This time she really had been slapped. Ellie asked her again. “Yes,” came the defeated reply. Ellie grabbed the girl’s nipples and pulled causing her to scream. “Yes,” came a far more enthusiastic reply.
Ellie pushed the girl towards me, until she was kneeling right in front of me between my legs. Ellie pulled up a chair directly behind the girl and grabbed her head, pushing it towards my cock. I stopped stroking and slid my hand off to the side, spreading my legs slightly wider.
Finally, Ellie had pushed to the point where the girl could do nothing but wrap her lips around me and begin her service. When her tongue first tasted my dick, her face was one of disgust, but it slowly relaxed into a more accepting, even intrigued look.
She could take barely more than an inch of me before starting to gag, and didn’t quite have the rhythm down, but watching Ellie force this girl to service me was getting me horny, nonetheless. However, several minutes later, it became apparent that I probably wasn’t going to cum.
Ellie pulled the girl of me and pushed her to the side. “See how it’s done,” she boasted, taking the entirety of me in her mouth. My bored dick snapped back to attention. Ellie worked me nice and slow, all the way down my shaft, and all the way up, making sure things were nice and wet. She caressed my balls with her delicate hands as she worked, quickly working me into a horny craze.
Slowly her pace increased, her tongue strokes becoming faster and harder. Finally, she worked just my head, going up and down very fast, her tongue trying to will the cum out of me. Minutes later it worked as I began shooting stream after stream into her mouth. Ellie moaned as the first drops of warm cum hit her tongue and serviced me until the last drop fell. After swallowing my generous load, she made sure to clean every inch of my cock with her tongue.
Finally, Ellie’s attention returned to our companion. She grabbed one of our smaller, cheaper vibrators, one we could stand to part with, and after clicking it on, shoved it into the girl’s pussy. Her clit would go un-pleasured, but it would hammer away at her g-spot. Grabbing a roll of duct tape, Ellie put several strips over the girl’s pussy, and went around her waist again and again.
When Ellie was done, the girl sported full duct-tape granny-panties and was rolling on the floor moaning at the tortuous touch of the vibrator. Ellie even went as far as to cut the girl’s hands loose. She made a few attempts to stand, but parts of her decided that the ground was the best place to be. Her fingers clawed at the duct tape, and by the time Ellie and I had packed up and were starting to leave, she had loosened an end, but it was still going to be several minutes before she freed herself.
Ellie and I grabbed our things and left the girl to her agonizing pleasure.
Chapter 5
Ellie returned from classes, I barely acknowledged her as I sat on the futon with a textbook laying on the coffee table, deeply engrossed. She bent over to take her shoes off, right in front of me so her ass, packed tightly into a pair of jeans, hovered right in front of my face.
I was, apparently less engrossed than she thought because my swat of her ass came as such a surprise that it caused her to stumble forward and nearly knocked her over. I put the book back on my shelves, and stood, she came forward to kiss me, but I grabbed a handful of hair and, tilting her head back, began to run my tongue lightly over the erogenous zones on her neck. Finally, I teased no more and kissed her neck, passionately, soaking her with my tongue.
Ellie moaned, and her body sagged a little. She knew when I wanted to play rough, and she liked it as much as I did. I let her go, “strip,” I commanded.
Ellie’s hands flew to her jeans, undid them, and started frantically pulling them down. The tightness made for slow work, and I swatted her ass. She yelped, and I smacked her again, and again until she had rid herself of the jeans. Her black thong and tank top soon followed, and she knelt before me nude.
“Go clamp yourself,” I ordered her. She went and pulled the box of equipment out. Grabbing a pair of chain-linked clamps, she attached them to her nipples, and knelt before me once more.
“What do you want?” I asked mockingly.
“To suck your cock,” she replied hungrily.
“What was that?”
“I want to suck your cock,” she answered once more.
I reached down and gave a harsh tug on the clamps. She yelped out sharply. “Try again.”
“Please master, may I suck your cock?”
“That’s a little better, slave,” I said, stroking her cheek. “What are you willing to do for it?”
“Anything,” she breathed.
“Anything?”
“Yes master, I want to pleasure you all night, to taste your hard cock and sweet cum over and over again.”
“Go restrain yourself slave,” I said, purposefully being vague, wondering what she would do.
She grabbed a spreader bar and split her legs as wide as they would go before attaching the device. The she grabbed a pair of handcuffs and bound her wrists to the frame of my former roommate’s lofted bed. They were about shoulder height when she stood, but she awkwardly dropped to her knees, pulling them taut above her head. With the spreader bar she’d have a very difficult time getting up.
I grabbed a single tail whip and began painting red lines across her tanned stomach. With each new stripe, she let out a surprised yelp. I grabbed a blindfold and put it on her. She whimpered slightly as I did so.
I set down the whip, quietly so she didn’t know what I was doing, and grabbed a riding crop. I walked up to her, she was trembling, tensing for the next hit. I gave it to her, on her breasts, and she yelled out loud. I pulled the clamps slowly off her breasts with the crop, causing her to bite down her on her lip. I stroked her cheek with it before giving her a sharp whack on her pussy. She jumped and yelled this time.
“You gettin’ horny,” I asked noticing her wet pussy.
She nodded but said nothing.
“You want to suck my dick?” I asked.
“Yes please.”
I removed my own clothes, and her blindfold, and stood naked just out of reach of her lips. That didn’t stop her from struggling against her bonds for a taste of my cock, but she could do nothing.
I stroked it slowly in front of her, torturing her. She started to moan as my hand moved up and down. “Please let me give you a blowjob, master,” she said. I did not answer, still slowly jerking myself in front of her. “I want to suck your cock so bad; I love the taste of your cum dribbling down my tongue.”
Finally, I grabbed her hair, and shoved my six-inch cock down her throat. She moaned happily as I did so and began thrusting slowly all the way out and back in again. Every time I brought my balls to her chin, I paused, allowing her to enjoy my cock impaling her head.
Eventually, I worked myself shallower in her mouth, letting her tongue work my head and tip. She worked my sensitive spot well with that tongue, while the tight seal of her lips wetly stroked my shaft.
Ellie knew I was getting close to cumming, so she slowed her blowjob down to a crawl, tightening her grip, and working her tongue harder. I would come more, and longer this way, and she knew it. She continued on for several minutes. Ellie’s patience for sucking me off knew no bounds. She’d lick and suck for hours if she had to.
It definitely wasn’t going to take that long now. I could feel my dick start to harden, the harbinger of a powerful orgasm. Finally, it came, so swiftly that I hadn’t even had time to prepare, and I shot stream after stream into her mouth.
She moaned happily as they grew weaker and w
eaker until finally cum only dribbled onto her tongue. She moved up and down once more, making sure to squeeze out every last drop. Looking up at me she smiles and let some dribbled down her chin. Sexy.
“I’m going to let You hang around there while I go grab us some food,” I said, getting dressed. “I’ll let you have a little fun,” I said, “for a job well done.” I grabbed a vibrator and pushed it deep inside her before turning it on. She jumped as I did so and smiled again.
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