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The man close to me led me over to the bed and then surprised me by undoing the cuffs and gently pulling my arms in front of me. I waited for him to undo them completely but he did nothing further with them, leaving them dangling from one wrist. A moment later a gentle push, with the bed behind my knees, deposited me gently onto it in a sitting position.

“Scoot backward, young lady.”

I did as I was told and then on further instruction swung my legs around so I was sitting and then laying in the middle of the bed. He caught hold of one hand and lifted it up to the head rail. I didn’t need to be told and stretched the other one up to join it as he deftly used the cuffs to chain me to the bed.

“You looked awesome in the hall downstairs, sugar. Now you look absolutely adorable. Completely and utterly fuckable.”

The other man hadn’t spoken yet and seemed to be keeping to the background. By now my breathing was very ragged and I knew as soon as someone touched my pussy I would scream and beg for release.

“Open your legs a little, honey, show us the Promised Land.”

I did as I was told, knowing that the tight hem of my dress would rise as my legs parted and then I went even further, slowly raising my right knee causing the dress to fall back onto my stomach. I could feel the sudden draught of air across my upper thighs and knew I was now fully exposed to their eyes. It was difficult to suppress the moan that rose into my throat and then impossible as I felt a hand descend on my left knee.

“Lift this one too, sugar.”

I did as I was told, knowing I was providing an obscene display to my houseguests and already beyond caring about it.

I felt the bed move as someone clambered onto it beside my upper body. In close proximity to my head I heard a zipper being lowered and then the rustling of some clothing. Knowing what was coming I turned my face toward the sound and relaxed my lips open, breathing deeply in preparation for what was about to happen.

“See, I said she was ready for it.”

I felt the end of his cock touch my lips and I opened wider to accept it into my oral cavity. At the same time I felt the bed shift near my feet and then felt the touch of the other man’s lips on my calf before they began to trail up toward and then past my knee.

With one man’s penis on my mouth, and another man’s mouth moving toward my pussy I was close to the point of orgasm before either of them had touched my breasts or my slit, let alone my clit. All I could do was grunt around the cock in my mouth and squirm as the delightful sensations moved in waves through my body.

He didn’t push his prick into my mouth straight away, just let the first couple of inches sit there. I alternated applying suction with running my tongue over the intrusion and then gently clamping my teeth to it, scraping from side to side causing friction without pain. At the same time the guy on my legs had now reached my upper thighs and in supplication I threw my legs out wide, providing unimpeded access to my pussy.

Immediately I was rewarded as he began to bite at my inner thighs, producing tremors of lust within my pussy which began to pulse rhythmically as it began to crest the wave of orgasmic feelings running through me. Then he began to run his long nails up and down the tender skin on either side of my pussy. I froze.
Long nails, oh my god! The other person wasn’t a man, it was a woman
. Her soft chuckle at my reaction confirmed this.

“Good afternoon, Amy. I thought I’d return the favour.”

Felicity’s soft contralto filled my ears and I came harder than I ever had.

* * * *

When I descended from the high and tried to open my eyes the blackness disconcerted me, before I remembered I was blindfolded. Gradually all sensation and memory returned and I realised that for the first time in my life I’d cum so hard I’d fainted. My mouth was closed, the guy having wisely decided that discretion was the better part of valour and withdrawn from my oral cavity. There was very little movement around my groin either so I opened my mouth and drew in a long shuddering breath.

“She’s coming round.”

“Are you alright, sugar? You had us worried there for a moment.”

His deep voice was soothing.

“I’m fine. I think.”

“That happen often, honey?”

I could sense a level of concern in Felicity’s voice this time and I smiled weakly.

“Nope. . . I can honestly say that was the first time.”

“So, you want us to stop now?”

“Would you?”

“Of course we would.”

“But would you want to?”

“No.”

“Then don’t.”

“That’s my girl.”

A moment later I felt her hands touch the sensitive skin of my inner thighs once more, her long nails raking across the flesh sending lightning bolts through my nervous system. I twisted and thrashed and twisted my hips up to meet her in a paroxysm of desire. My head turned back to the side, my mouth open, questing for the cock that had been there only moments earlier. The mystery man didn’t disappoint as he slowly reintroduced his rod into my mouth.

I sucked greedily at it and wrapped my tongue around the end as he slowly fed it into my oval mouth. It was thick, much thicker than either my husband’s or Charles’, which were my only recent experiences. Meanwhile Felicity had again lowered her face between my legs, I could feel her fingers tracing circles around my pussy as she again nibbled at the flesh of my thighs only an inch below my slit.

After an age her face came into direct contact with my outer labia. I could feel her soft skin pressing against them and then her lips opened and her tongue darted out to taste my nectar. There was no way to prevent it as I grunted my way to another orgasm on her tongue. Not very long after the man began to pump his cock in and out of my mouth, each thrust carrying it further and further toward the back of my throat. In this position there was no way I was going to be able to accommodate him into my throat so I concentrated on using as much of my mouth as possible on him. He grasped my head and held me rigidly in place as he took his pleasure of me, while down south Felicity continued to plunder my treasures. Her tongue worked overtime, now circling my slit, now penetrating and slurping in the folds of skin that surrounded my clit. Occasionally she would pull away in order to insert two fingers deep into me, pumping and manipulating the depths of my channel for her own amusement. I couldn’t keep still, grunting and moaning around the prick in my mouth, with my hips pushing up to meet her at every opportunity.

My legs were splayed as far apart as possible and it seemed like I was cumming continuously as they wrung one orgasm after another out of my shackled body. Finally she buried her face in my pussy and reached up to flick and pinch my nipples with her hands. At the same time he held my head while he rammed his penis as far into my mouth as he could and I felt him swell as his first spray of jism struck the back of my throat. It was difficult not to choke as stream after stream of red hot goo coated the inside of my mouth and Felicity sank her teeth none too gently into my exposed clit.

Eventually he withdrew and I was able to gulp air down into my tortured lungs. Felicity pulled away from me as well and I was left to recover for several minutes, no-one spoke as we all recovered from the exertions.

As I struggled to swallow the load of sperm just deposited in my mouth, tried to control my racing heart beat and ragged breathing, I felt him fiddling around my wrists. Suddenly the strain on my arms, bearable as it had been, released, and I knew he had undone the handcuffs. I brought my arms down and massaged my wrists for a few seconds but the padding had worked, there were aches there but no pains.

“Close your eyes for a second, sugar.”

I did as I was told and felt his gentle hands reach behind me to undo the Velcro tab at the back and then slide it off my eyes.

“Careful now, it’s a bit bright out here.”

I opened my eyes, immediately closing them again as the brightness of the afternoon sun streamed through the window. I slowly raised myself onto my elbows and squinted through virtually closed eyes toward the foot of the bed. Felicity smiled back at me, still looking neat and pristine except for my juices plastered all over her face. As my eyes adjusted back to normal daylight I turned and looked at the guy whose cock I’d just blown without even seeing him.

That was a shock and I almost squealed but contained it. Smiling back at me was one of the blackest men I’d ever seen. Without knowing it I’d just given a blow job to a coloured man. I’m not prejudiced but that is not the kind of thing you expect to ever find out, certainly not after the event this way.

“I think Alan will enjoy watching that one, Colin.”

“For sure.”

I twisted round again and this time focused on something behind Felicity’s shoulder, a video camera trained directly on the bed, on me, with the red light blinking. They’d filmed the whole thing.

“I think it’s time for a drink, don’t you, honey? I could sure murder a coffee.”

“Oh.”

“It’s your kitchen, honey.”

Shrugging, I twisted my legs off the bed and stood up before heading for the stairs and the kitchen. Halfway there I realised what Felicity was doing, she was giving me the chance to accept what had just happened privately, without running the risk of offending Colin, who she appeared to know quite well.

By the time the coffee was made and I was carrying the tray back upstairs I’d calmed down enough to let things flow again. Obviously whatever was planned for the afternoon didn’t just involve me giving a black man a blow job and having another woman eat me out. There had to be something more involved.

When I entered the room the two of them had changed things around a little. Felicity now sat on the chair to the dresser, having lost her smart work suit, now only wearing her underwear. Colin meanwhile was displaying his muscular chest, having stripped down to his shorts, and was lying on the far side of the bed. There was only one place for me to be and that was quite obviously on the bed next to him. The camera was there on its tripod, still running.

I smiled at the two of them.

“More comfortable?”

They chuckled and nodded. I had to admit Colin looked very sexy laying there, his six pack very prominent and his muscular legs framing the contents of his shorts rather well. Felicity herself didn’t look bad either, her matching black bra and panties set together with the ubiquitous stockings showing off a very trim figure indeed. I shook my head to get rid of that particular vision before realising the futility of the gesture. These two intended to do whatever they wanted, I had little or no say in the matter, although since I still had the dress on I felt slightly overdressed compared to them until I remembered the dress was effectively transparent.

I sat on the edge of the bed and sipped my coffee, knowing Colin’s eyes were boring into my back, but unwilling to accidentally start anything myself. Then I heard him put his cup on the floor and the bed moved under him as he shifted closer.
Act Two,
I thought and shivered inwardly at the thought. His hands came to rest on my shoulders, gently kneading and massaging the knots of muscles there. I was tense and it must have showed as he continued the sensuous massage for several minutes, not rushing, taking his time. I knew he was trying to seduce me, to get me in the mood again, and I could see from the corner of my eye that Felicity was watching my reactions very carefully. Finally she too put her cup down and made her way across the room, sashaying her ass from side to side for the camera’s benefit. She stopped in front of me and then bent down, took gentle hold of my chin with her fingers and bent my face up towards hers.

I could tell what would happen next and allowed my eyes to close as she slowly lowered her face to mine and brushed her open lips against my closed ones. Her tongue flicked out and brushed against my upper lip and involuntarily my lips parted. Immediately her tongue began to invade my mouth as her lips began to move urgently against mine. Behind me Colin moved closer, pressing his muscular body up against mine as he increased the pressure of his massage and his fingers began to slip down off my shoulders onto my neck and chest.

These two were expert manipulators and I couldn’t stop my body responding, nor did I want to as they slowly increased the heat of their movements. Felicity broke the kiss and I opened my eyes to look deeply into hers. She smiled and gently urged me backward onto the bed, Colin moving with me to make room. Finally we were stretched out side by side on the bed with me in the middle, facing Felicity. Colin moved his body to mould mine, and I felt his large cock nestle comfortably into the crevice of my ass, still not fully hard but getting there. Felicity lay facing me, one leg thrown carelessly over the top of mine. It moved slowly, her stockings sliding against mine creating a frisson of friction that moved via my leg to my brain.

My rate of breathing was increasing as Felicity took my hand in hers and gently placed my palm on her bra encased breast. I could feel the nipple pucker under the touch. A moment later, Colin moved his arm around me and cupped my breast. Felicity’s leg moved now, from on top to a position where it could worm between mine, sub-vocally asking me to lift my top left to allow her purchase there which I did. Colin’s other hand was now resting on my hip as Felicity leaned in to kiss me and I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck.

They had me exactly where they wanted, both physically and emotionally. I already knew deep down I was going to experience a threesome with a black man and another woman but it didn’t matter anymore. Even if my mind screamed ‘no’, my body would rebel and take over, I was far too turned on to let this process stop. Colin rolled me onto my back and into his arms. He took over kissing me as Felicity lowered her face to my breast, his hand working its magic on my mound as he probed for my clit through the dress. My back arched to meet the welcome onslaught as my hands found the front catch on Felicity’s bra and sprang it open to allow my own hand to return the favour to her now naked breasts. Felicity moaned deep in her throat, the sound reverberating through my tit flesh, bringing my own moan to echo into Colin’s throat.

Colin’s hand was now rubbing my pussy through the thin fabric of my dress, but it was difficult to concentrate on the sensations with Felicity working on my sensitive breasts. Her teeth scraped over first one nipple and then the other, while her hand dipped to join Colin’s. His tongue pressed deep into my mouth as my hand now worked its way into his boxers, allowing my fingers to wrap around his manhood, hot against my leg. He shifted slightly to gain better access, which also allowed Felicity to pull my dress up and clear of my naked slit. Their hands went to work, almost fighting over the right to insert a finger into my wet channel.

My one free hand now stole down across Felicity’s flat stomach to find the waistband of her panties and she broke the contact on my tit to look me in the eyes as Colin also broke the kiss.

“You enjoying this, honey?”

“What’s it feel like to you?”

The finger in my snatch at that moment was slim and had to be hers.

“You sure are, honey.”

They broke away for a few seconds, Colin to strip his boxers down his legs, Felicity to match him as she removed her panties and then shucked the now useless bra.

“How are we going to do this?”

My question brought a grin to Felicity’s face.

“Get on all fours, Amy. We’ll take it from there.”

I realised immediately what they intended and shuddered at the thought of the depravity of it. A few moments later Felicity had positioned herself in front of me. I straddled her legs while Colin knelt behind me, his large burning hot cock resting on top of the crack of my ass. Felicity smiled down at my expectant face and simply pushed my head down toward her waiting and clearly wet pussy. As my head went down my ass went up and I felt Colin slip off my back and then he pushed in between my legs to touch my vulva.

My tongue tasted Felicity’s wetness and I heard her start to moan as I slowly pushed it into her, my nose pressing up against her clit. I could feel Colin’s hands working between my legs now, spreading my outer lips open and guiding his penis toward its target. As he entered me the thought that I was being fucked from behind by a coloured man burst in my skull like a firework and I groaned deep into Felicity’s pussy as I came again.

 
As I came down the mountain I realised I was having difficulty breathing, but despite my own pleasure my tongue was still moving, buried deep inside my friend. Her legs had closed on either side of my head, trapping my face against her pussy as she bucked and twisted on the intruding tongue. Colin thrust in and out with a fast rhythm that was alternatively driving me into the pussy in front of me and pulling me away. My hips thrust back at him in unconscious counterpoint and the three of us were making unintelligible noises and moans as the level of passion mounted.

Such intense pleasure couldn’t last and I felt Colin swell inside of me as he was about to cum. Instead of doing so he pulled out and I lifted my head to see he was gripping the base of his penis really hard as he retarded his orgasm. Pushing me aside, not roughly, but pushing nevertheless he grasped Felicity’s ankles and pulled her down the bed. Her legs flopped apart to either side of him and I was treated to the sight of a black cock sinking into a willing white pussy for the first time in my life. I watched as he thrust savagely into her and she responded, lifting her hips to meet each thrust. I leaned in and fastened my teeth on her nipple, running my tongue over its sensitive tip while scraping it with my teeth, just as she had done to me.

She screamed out her orgasm as he thrust into her one final time and grunted out his own, with me spellbound beside them, my fingers buried in my pussy bringing my own climax scant seconds behind them. The three of us collapsed in a panting heap.

I watched as Colin levered himself off the supine woman and reached for his clothes. Watching him dress was erotic in itself and I couldn’t help idly stroking myself as he did so. He smiled down at the two of us, lying there with our legs entangled as he completed the process.

“Sorry, ladies, that was fun but time presses. Nice to meet you, Amy. See ya later, babes.”

With that he turned and left.

“Babes?”

Felicity turned to face me.

“Yeah, Colin is my partner. I promised him a little something extra today. You were that spicy something extra, honey.”

“Oh.”

She giggled.

“I think you enjoyed it as much as he did and I know I did.”

“On Monday you told me you were straight.”

“I know, honey, Charles told me to lie to you, I’m sorry, but I’m actually bi. You can’t say you didn’t enjoy that. I’ve never seen a woman come as hard as you did.”

She gently disentangled her legs from mine and sat up.

“One more thing and then we’ll turn the camera off.”

“Oh?”

“I want you to ring Pete and ask him over to dinner to watch a DVD.”

“What?”

“Well, Charles thinks it’s only fair to provide your husband’s friend with an explanation of what he saw on Sunday afternoon. It’s not the easiest thing to explain, so let him watch instead. Besides, this way your husband can have some fun too.”

“You mean—?”

“Yeah, you’re going to invite me to dinner too and then we’ll all watch two DVD’s together.”

“Two?”

“Yeah, Sunday’s and today’s. I think that will get the temperature high enough for Alan to get frisky with me and . . .”

“You are bad . . .”

“Hey, didn’t you say Pete has been trying to get into your panties for years?”

“Well . . .”

“So, now’s your chance, honey. I’ve brought our outfits for the evening, the bags are over there. Now make that call.”