Five months passed since Sam (Samantha) and I had our foursome with Laurel and Rick. That was the first time any of us ever had sex with multiple participants and we all agreed it was fucking crazy.
Rick and I had gone out to shoot pool a few times since then. “That night” came up in conversation often. We reminisced about the things that surprised us, and things we especially liked, but more importantly, we came up with ideas to enhance it even further.
I told Rick I wasn’t interested in men, but humiliating myself with another man to pleasure Sam and Laurel was somehow different. It was an extreme turn-on. Rick made me laugh when he said, “I pretty much feel the same way…but I don’t want your cock in my mouth.”
Over these past five months, Rick and I made plans for the next “That Night.” It was up to us to plan out the next crazed, sex-filled night. We came up with some fun ideas based on; Rick and I felt we had a score to settle (or at least I did), so we would control the girls much like they controlled us. We were excited to execute our plan, but we had to let some time pass to build suspense and magnify the surprise.
How lucky are we? We are four, trusted, best friends who’ve just discovered we love fucking each other.
The four of us got together a few times for drinks, dinner, playing games, watching movies, or whatever. Our crazed night of sex came up in conversation a few times. We all wanted to throw down and get it on, but it was up to Rick and me as to when and how that would happen. The last thing we wanted to do was to give the girls any clue when it would take place.
We never discussed anything about our plan in front of the girls despite their persistent inquiries. A few times, when I tied Sam up for sex, she thought Rick and Laurel might walk in at any time. That never happened. Rick and I knew the girls were about to give up on us since it had been so long since our first encounter. We finally set a date and time when we’d get together at our house again.
The night finally arrived. Sam was clueless. Just before they left to come over, Rick told Laurel what to wear. That way, she wouldn’t have the opportunity to tip off Sam that they were on their way.
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I told Sam I wanted to tie her up in the closet doorway and sell her as a sex slave. We enjoy role-playing and that is always a favored fantasy. We were about to throw away inhibitions and immerse ourselves into roles based purely on want on desire.
It’s a matter of trust I guess. We want to enjoy each other in different ways without fear. Rick and Laurel feel the same way.
So, I put on some electronic music and played it loud so Sam wouldn’t hear when Rick and Laurel entered the house.
I had Sam wear her black Lycra thong and her black halter mini dress. The dress is thin and clingy, accenting every curve of her slim frame.
I wore lightweight, opaque white slacks with no underwear and a tight, black silk shirt unbuttoned nearly to the waist. My package was vaguely distinguishable through the pants. A slave trader should look sleazy I thought, so that’s what I was shooting for.
Sam entered the bedroom where I was lying on the bed waiting.
She looked magnificent. She said I looked like a cheap, Miami pimp. Oh yeah, I thought, mission accomplished.
I got out of the bed, cuffed Sam’s hands behind her back, and blindfolded her. I told her I had to preview her for the bidders before tying her to (what we call) “the rack” (the closet doorway).
The doorway has a double-wide opening with louvered doors. I rigged the inside of the doorway with eyebolts so we could attach straps or cuffs. Once secured, she would be auctioned off.
Before restraining her, I told her, “Stand and wait here (at the foot of the bed) for a couple of minutes and be quiet.”
She started to respond but I interrupted her, “Uh…quiet.”
Neither of us said anything. The music was loud. We could feel the thump of the bass, yet with no communication between us, the room seemed silent. I wanted to give her time to think about her predicament and what was to come.
She was becoming anxious just as I’d hoped. After a couple of minutes or so, I broke the silence.
“You have to wait in line until the girl in front of you gets auctioned off.”
I loved watching the anticipation in her face. Her expression was a combination of lust (likely because of what little she was wearing), and fear.
Timing was everything. I left the front door unlocked. Rick and Laurel arrived on time while Sam was “waiting in line.” The music was loud enough to drown out any sounds they might have made when they came into the house and entered the bedroom.
Laurel wore a dress on the way over to cover up her outfit but took it off in the other room. Rick had her dressed as a poor, slave girl. When they entered the bedroom, Laurel crawled in wearing an old, worn pair of pink bikini panties and a flimsy yellow tank top. The tank top was ragged looking, torn down the front from the neckline to just below her breasts. Her breasts swayed back and forth as she entered the room on all fours. She almost appeared naked. I could make out every curve of her body as she moved. She was hesitant, uncertain, and vulnerable as a worthless slave girl should be.
Rick held Laurel on a leash attached to a black leather collar. He motioned for her to get on the bed and made her stay on all fours. He climbed in next to her, propped up pillows against the headboard, and leaned back to watch.
They faced the foot of the bed, where they had the perfect spot for viewing Sam.
I began parading Sam around the room, telling her I was showing her off to a crowd of bidders.
I said, “You’d better look sexy to bring the kind of money I know you’re worth.”
Sam strutted around the room slowly, deliberately sashaying her hips as I led her to the auction block. She looked sexy alright. She played perfectly into her role. She was oblivious to the fact that Rick and Laurel were there.
I wanted to create the illusion that men who were interested in bidding wanted to get a “feel” for what they were bidding on. I felt up her thighs, her belly, and every once in a while, her ass and her breasts. I pulled up her dress so bidders could get a good look at her ass while I paraded her around the room. I told her potential bidders want to see what you’re worth. Her nipples revealed her excitement.
I led her to the closet doorway. I told Sam she had to be restrained during the bidding. I unlocked her handcuffs and fastened her wrists and ankles to the straps on “the rack” with her legs spread wide and arms overhead. She was facing Rick and Laurel on the bed.
I said, “To command the best price, bidders will have to see more.” I stepped over the strap holding her leg and got into the closet behind her. I untied her halter but held onto the ties so the top of her dress wouldn’t fall.
Rick was lightly rubbing the inside of Laurel’s thigh with one hand as she rocked back and forth on her hands and knees. He had his other hand down the front of his unfastened pants stroking his sizeable cock.
Everything was playing out beautifully. I was hard as a rock.
I said, “You have to appeal to big-money bidders. They are most likely to take good care of you. You don’t want to be brutalized by some cheap bargain hunter who couldn’t care less about you, do you?”
I reached around to feel Sam’s breasts while slowly letting the halter fall away. She began squirming as she bathed in her helplessness. I said, “Yeah baby, the more you squirm, the higher the bids will be.”
Sam arched her back and flaunted her tits while gyrating to the rhythm of the music. She looked magnificent, struggling in her restraints.
After a couple of minutes, I said, “You did good. You’ve been sold at a good price. I worked out a deal with a man who only wants to use you for a little while. He didn’t come here to buy another mouth to feed. I’m not sure what he’s going to do, but he’ll set you free when he’s done…if…you do what you’re told and perform as expected.”
I bent down and slowly removed Sam’s thong.
I let her stand half-naked for a while. She was still slowly gyrating in her restraints. I wanted her to feel vulnerable. She renewed that sexy, anxious look on her face.
After a minute or so, I said, “You were the last one sold. You and your new master are just about the only ones still here. Your master bought another slave girl before buying you. His demand is simple. He wants to watch two women get it on while he masturbates. You’ll need to show how much you enjoy it. Let him know how important it is for you to please him.”
I walked to her nightstand, grabbed her mini vibrator, a pair of scissors, and the lube out of the drawer, and set them on the shelf next to Sam. I slid my hands under her dress and slowly pulled it up over her waist to expose her. I squirted some lube on the vibrator and my hand, and without turning it on, I used the vibrator and my fingers to begin stroking her. I told her it was another woman’s lips and tongue.
Sam was moaning. She pulled at the restraints, squirming as if trying to escape. The fantasy racing through her mind made it impossible for her to resist the physical sensations I was inflicting.
Rick and Laurel never took their eyes off her.
I told her she had to make sure her new master was happy. “If he’s not pleased with you, he’ll expect to get his money back, so you’d better make it look good. Let him know, everything that’s expected from you excites you. Pull at your restraints and squirm while his other slave devours you.”
Rick got off the bed and took his shirt and slacks off. He grabbed his cock in one hand and Laurel’s leash in the other and led Laurel off the bed. He led her across the floor to Sam and without uttering a sound, he motioned for Laurel to lick Sam.
Laurel moved in slowly and licked lightly. She barely touched Sam with her tongue. She licked my hand as well which excited me.
Sam didn’t realize there was more going on than just the vibrator and my hands, yet she seemed to lose control at times when Laurel’s tongue would touch her. Her moans were barely audible above the pounding music. Fully caught up in the moment, she breathed heavily with occasional gasps and changes in expression from unexpected sensations she couldn’t understand while twisting and turning in her restraints.
Like a well-choreographed dance routine, Rick pulled back on Laurel’s leash to make her stop licking, and I stopped caressing Sam’s pussy. Sam sighed in frustration. I stepped out of the closet and Rick stepped in to replace me. He took the vibrator from me, squirted some lube into his hands, and picked up where I left off but now, the vibrator was turned on.
Rick began pumping his cock on Sam’s ass. She was thrusting back against him. I had no idea whether or not Sam knew it wasn’t me but it didn’t matter. She was completely lost in the moment. I loved seeing her let go while being molested by Rick and his slave girl.
Soon enough, Sam would realize it wasn’t my cock humping on her so I slowly removed her blindfold while pulling on Laurel’s leash to force her face into Sam’s pussy.
When Sam opened her eyes, I was standing in front of her, still fully clothed with an obvious hard-on and Laurel’s leash in my hand.
With everything now in full view, subtleties flew out the window as Laurel attacked Sam’s crotch with emphasis on her clit.
For a brief moment, there was panic in Sam’s eyes. Despite the initial shock, her eyes began to flutter and her breathing deepened as she realized what was happening. Sam flinched back and let out a loud moan as she disappeared into her fantasy turned reality.
Rick pulled Sam’s hips back and Laurel crawled forward to follow Sam’s movement keeping her face planted firmly in Sam’s crotch.
Bending his knees to maneuver his cock under Sam, Rick slowly entered her and said, “I own you now. I’m taking more than just jacking off and watching. Don’t forget, your freedom depends on how well you perform. I’m going to fuck you while your old master watches and another slave services you on her knees.”
Sam was hanging by the cuffs, almost too weak to stand, yet she thrust her ass back and forth against Rick and continued to squirm. I had never seen Sam so uninhibited and lost in lust. I was mesmerized by the sight of her, fully into the molestation while lacking any ability to stop it.
I told Laurel, “Stand up. Suck on Sam’s tits and massage her clit by hand.”
I reached around Laurel from behind, grabbed each side of the tear in her top, and slowly pulled it farther apart ripping it to her waist. Her beautiful tits were swaying out in plain sight as the straps on her torn tank top continually slid off her shoulders. She was so provocative, pulling her straps back up as if she were modest and needed to cover up, but they’d slide off again as she leaned over to lick Sam’s tits.
Sam was mesmerized at the sight of Laurel having her clothes torn off and being forced to suck her tits. Laurel would occasionally glance up at Rick. She was eager to please him as he began fucking Sam into oblivion. Sam and Laurel were sex slaves alright, catering to our every whim. Things were going even better than we’d planned.
After bathing in the view for a while, I finally ripped Laurel’s top completely off. I squirted lube all over her chest and on Sam’s tits as well. Rick made sure to smear the lube all over Sam. I pulled the front of Laurel’s panties away from her belly and squirted lube down the front of her, and did the same to her behind. Her lube-soaked panties had become translucent and I could make out everything underneath.
Laurel seemed to get into being a slave as much as Sam. I reached down the back of Laurel’s panties to feel her slick crack, barely penetrating her ass with my finger. She was moaning as she spread her saliva all over Sam’s tits with her tongue. Laurel reached down the front of her own panties and began stroking herself. She too, was in the zone.
Lube was everywhere with the heaviest concentrations on Laurel and Sam. My pants were soaked too and had become translucent. I loved that my excitement was more visible. I watched Laurel and Rick forcing Sam to the peak of ecstasy while she was helpless in her restraints. I unbuttoned the waist of my pants and reached down to stroke myself.
I needed to fuck something. I made Laurel get back down on her knees and face me. I dropped my pants and without hesitation, Laurel grabbed my cock and began sucking.
Sam seemed mesmerized at the sight of Laurel sucking on me. She began moaning loudly and thrust her hips forward and back wildly without taking her eyes off of us. Rick’s large cock inside her brought on sensations she wasn’t used to. She was wild in her movements and her expression revealed her excitement. She was pulling at her restraints and moaning uncontrollably as she approached her peak. She tensed up and began screaming. Her orgasm was beginning with incredible intensity.
Rick didn’t let up. Sam started bouncing around uncontrollably. He tortured her as he continued to pound her from behind while stroking her clit. Sam was covered with sweat, still moaning as she stared at Laurel sucking my cock. I unbuttoned my shirt and let it drop to the floor.
Sam’s climax seemed like it would never end until finally, she was becoming sore and spent. She was begging to be released from the cuffs.
Rick said, “You haven’t earned your freedom yet.”
All Sam could do at the moment was hang by the straps and watch Laurel and me.
Rick knew she needed a break so he pulled out and released her from the cuffs.
Rick stroked himself, now focusing on what Laurel was doing to me.
I wanted to cum, but I wanted Laurel to cum first.
I said to Laurel, “Stand up and face Sam and Rick.”
I picked up the scissors off the shelf to make one small snip in the waistband of Laurel’s panties below her belly button. I stood behind her, grabbed each side of her snipped panties, and slowly began tearing them apart toward her crotch.
Laurel gasped slightly from the sensation, realizing she was now the center of attention as she played with her own slippery tits.
I had her nearly exposed when I reached inside the tear in her panties and began stroking her. She was slippery and luscious to watch as she played with her tits while gyrating like a stripper for all to see. I massaged her well-lubricated clit with one hand and slowly pulled her torn panties down with the other until they fell to the floor. I inserted my finger into her pussy and caressed her tits with the other hand.
She seemed to love that there was a third hand feeling her tits in addition to her own. Laurel began moaning loudly while she pumped her hips forward and back. She was breathing heavily as she tensed up to have a hard, straining orgasm. She bent over, quivering while stomping one foot on the floor. She held her breath with her mouth wide open and her face turning red before finally letting out a scream.
I wasn’t about to let her off easy. I kept rubbing her clit to torture her and said, “You’re here for our pleasure, slave.” I wanted to magnify her vulnerability and the level of her orgasm.
Rick was stroking himself as he watched. Sam had regained herself enough to start playing with herself while watching as well.
Laurel was struggling, trying to get away from my hand, but I continued to stroke her as she struggled to remain standing. It was amazing, to watch her helpless body gyrating so erotically. She screamed for me to stop so I lightened up and she began to regain her composure.
Suddenly, she turned around to face me, forcing me to let go of her. I was chuckling at how far I had taken her.
Laurel seemed angry. She unclipped her leash from her collar and forced it against my neck. She pressed her slippery body against me and began pushing me backward toward the foot of the bed like she was now taking control.
She said, “I’m going to get even with you for that, you bastard. You are not my master!” she exclaimed.
She pushed me hard and I fell back onto the bed as Rick and Sam watched.
She said, “Slide down to the floor.”
I did as I was told and leaned back against the footboard of the bed.
Sam walked over to the nightstand and took something out, but kept it hidden behind her back. She walked over to Laurel, whispered something in her ear, and knelt on the other side of me.
I reached out to feel Sam’s tits when Sam and Laurel grabbed my wrists and pulled them back toward the corners of the bed. I thought that was pretty cool at first but before I knew it, Sam had a Velcro strap wrapped around my wrist and the other end wrapped around the top of the footboard. I panicked, but she had the advantage as I tried to free my left arm. I jerked my other hand away from Laurel so I could release the Velcro holding my right but she grabbed my arm and pulled it back toward the top of the footboard on the other side. She was strong enough to prevent me from freeing my arm. Sam secured the first strap and moved to Laurel’s side to finish securing me with another strap. Sam and Laurel had my arms spread wide apart, restrained at the corners of the bed while I was sitting on the floor. Laurel and Sam began stroking and fondling my slick cock and balls. Rick was stroking himself in front of me while watching the girls drive me crazy.
I started to realize what they were doing. Even though I had done this once before, I became nervous and afraid all over again. Though embarrassed by my predicament, I decided to make the best of it. I would make this a show the girls wouldn’t soon forget. I would bathe in my helplessness and humiliate myself in front of two gorgeous women whose desire was to watch me give myself up.
Sam released my right hand and said, “You and Rick are going to jerk yourselves. Look at each other while Laurel and I get the benefit of seeing two boys jerk off. We’re going to watch you naked little gay boys cum,” she said.
Laurel poured more lube on my cock. It was strangely exciting to stroke myself while watching Rick jerking off and him watching me. We were putting on the show the girls demanded of us.
Rick’s expression and body language indicated he was as excited to follow orders as I was.
Having to do this for the viewing pleasure of women was uniquely depraved. Our excitement escalated as the girls watched and stroked themselves.
Rick and I weren’t far from climax when Sam got up, grabbed a couple of pillows, and put them on each side of me. Then she told Rick to kneel on the pillows and straddle me.
Rick did just that and began rubbing his lubed cock on my face and across my lips. The humiliation excited me and I continued stroking myself. At first, I resisted, turning my head away as he dragged his massive member across my mouth. I thought it would be even sexier to watch if I appeared unwilling at first. I was ready for all of it.
Sam said, “That big cock just fucked me into oblivion and you’re going to suck the cum out of it.”
I could smell and taste Sam’s juices on him. I knew what I had to do so when Rick let go of his cock for a moment, I grabbed it with my free hand and pulled it to my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it and began bobbing my head.
Rick seemed surprised and excited by my enthusiasm. The girls watched intently. As I sucked his cock, I slid my hand down to fondle his tight balls. I slid my finger up to rim his slippery ass and the girls chuckled with excitement. They too were surprised at how I attacked him. Even I was surprised but at this point, I was overtaken by unbridled lust and felt a strong desire to let it all go for everyone to see.
Sam placed her hand over my hand that was caressing Rick’s balls and asshole. She pulled my hand down toward my cock. She said, “Stroke yourself. Make yourself cum when Rick does. Keep sucking and stroking yourself. I want to see you savor the moment when that big cock that gave me such intense pleasure explodes in your mouth. I want to see Rick’s cum dripping down your helpless chin.”
Laurel had the little vibrator in her hand and she began fondling my slick balls with it turned on. I couldn’t help slowly sliding down to the floor, one arm still tied to the bed and my head resting on a pillow. Rick followed my movement, legs spread with his knees at my sides. He never missed a beat, continuing to thrust in and out of my mouth, fucking my face while laying on top of me.
Laurel began rubbing my ass lightly with the vibrator. She said, “I’m going to fuck you like the lowly whore you are.” She gradually worked the tip of the vibrator into my lubed ass. When I pulled my knees up to give her better access, I nearly went past the point of no return, but I stopped stroking just in time. I didn’t want to cum yet.
Rick continued to pump. I kept pressure on the underside of his shaft and I could feel him becoming increasingly swollen. His breathing became heavy. He began moaning loudly as the girls encouraged him to cum. I let go of my cock, reached up, pulled Rick’s cock out of my mouth, and began stroking him by hand. As he arched his back, I licked his balls.
Laurel took over stroking my cock when I released it to service Rick. One hand strapped to the bed, lying on my back on the floor while Rick fucked my face, and Laurel vibrated my ass while my girlfriend watched, quickly brought me to my peak. This was sexual degradation beyond anything I could have imagined.
Rick’s orgasm was imminent so I put his cock back into my mouth to allow him to pump at will. Then Laurel pulled my free hand back down to my cock and told me to jerk off. I braced myself for Rick’s blast.
Sam and Laurel were telling Rick to let it go. Sam said, “Cum when Rick does. We want to see how much sucking Rick’s cock turns you on. Cum for us while bringing the man I just fucked to orgasm…and swallow it. Swallow it all.”
I stroked my cock hard and fast so I would cum when Rick did.
Sam and Laurel sat back and began masturbating each other.
As the center of attention, I was ready to give them the show they wanted.
Rick tensed up. His straining and grunting became louder and more intense until he screamed as he blew his load into my throat. The girls moan with delight. I continued stroking myself. I swallowed as much of his juice as I could, but some was dripping out of the corners of my mouth.
When Rick came, Sam had another orgasm. I was overcome with pure lust over being forced to give myself up for the pleasure of these two women. I was the humiliated object of a depraved sex show. It was so intense, nothing else existed in the world.
Laurel slowly shoved the tip of the vibrator farther into my ass to put me over the top. I stroked myself to an incredibly intense orgasm. I moaned loudly, allowing more of Rick’s cum to slip out and drip down my chin.
Fantasy and reality collided. I was shooting my load all over my stomach and Rick’s ass and balls while grunting and straining with pleasure. I was intent on sucking all of Rick’s cum and my orgasm became so intense, I thought I would bust a nut.
Laurel pushed my hand aside and pulled my arm outside Rick’s knee, preventing me from using it to defend myself as she began stroking hard on my now overly sensitive cock. She kept it up for what seemed an eternity as I flopped around in agony trying to free my cock from her hand. I let out cum gurgling screams from the torture she was inflicting on me.
Finally, she began to slow down, still torturing me, but slowly allowing me to finish quaking on my own.
She chuckled and gently stroked my face. “I told you I’d get even.”
I was gently stroking the underside of Rick’s dick head with my tongue allowing him a slow recovery. We were both twitching in front of the girls and Rick finally rolled over onto the floor. I think Rick was as surprised as I was at how intense and exciting it was.
The two times Sam and I did this with Laurel and Rick were the hottest, most depraved sexual experiences Sam and I ever had. As much as Sam enjoyed being the slave, she shined as the Dom – more than I’d ever seen from her in the past. Seeing me tied up and at her mercy in front of other people got her extremely excited and it gave me a feeling of confidence knowing how much it pleased her.
Once we collected ourselves, Rick stood up and Sam released my left hand from the bed. Sam leaned over to whisper in my ear, “That was incredible. I love you.” and kissed me on the cheek.
It was difficult getting to my feet. My legs were still shaking. We were all exhausted and none of us were moving very quickly. After cleaning up, we relaxed at the dining table with a drink and talked about what we most enjoyed from our adventure.
We decided we must do this more often. I asked Rick, When did you decide to change the plan? And fucking my face again wasn’t something we talked about.”
He told me that when he told Laurel they were coming over, she told him how much she and Sam loved it the last time – seeing me helpless while he came in my mouth. She said they’d love to see us do it again. Rick said, “In addition, Laurel got especially turned on watching you the last time, but she said the next time, she wanted to see you get yourself off while I was cumming in your mouth.”
I had nothing to complain about. Knowing that someone as hot as Laurel enjoyed watching me in such a compromised position was insanely exciting. I would keep that in mind in the future.
This was so new and different for all of us. Sam and I were exploring sides of each other we never would have known without Laurel and Rick. We all felt, not only could we have sex with each other, but we would likely enjoy sex with others as well. We decided, if the right opportunity presented itself to involve more people, we could be up for almost anything.
From my perspective, I knew my sex life would be forever changed, similar to when I lost my virginity. I could only fantasize about what might come next and I was anxious to explore.
