Chapter 69: Wanda And Travis Tie Me Up
The morning broke to ominous skies. Dark clouds, threatening rain and a gusty wind had settled in. Looked as if I was going to be held a prisoner down below all day. After coffee, I sampled some weed to dull my senses for the long day ahead.
My phone ringing startled me. “Hello.” “Hey, Sailor. This is Travis. Candy’s working and Wanda and I wanted to know if we could come visit. It’s such a dark and dreary day, we thought you might like some company.” “Sure. Come on over.”
In an hour or so, Wanda and Travis appeared. “Hello, Sailor? Are you there?” “Sure. Climb aboard.” We scurried down below just as the rain started. “Is it too early for a drink or would you rather have coffee? I know it’s before noon, but day drinking can be fun. What say?”
We all dove right in to our weakness. Travis started on beer and Wanda stuck to her wine. I chose brown liquor. Just like the night before, they both had finished their drinks in record time. I poured more.
Travis took the lead. “Candy told me how talented you were in bed.” Wanda nodded her head in agreement. Travis continued “But there’s been no cock involved yet. I’ve only seen you eat Wanda’s cunt.” Wanda chimed in “And I want to know just how kinky you are. Candy didn’t say much about that. What are your limits, Sailor?”
A bit stunned at their brash questions, I simply stammered “Uhh, uhh, I’m not sure where the limits are. I guess the only limit I’ve discovered so far is that I’m not a fan of pain during sex. I mean, nibbling, biting, fingernail grabs … that’s all part of the territory. But outright pain doesn’t mix well with the pleasures of sex.”
Wanda asked “What about bondage? BDSM stuff? Are you into being tied up while others rape you? Or is that beyond your morals?”
“Honestly, I’ve only been involved with bondage a few times in my life. Several times growing up with my sister, a couple of times with others. I’ve tried it both ways: being restrained and restraining others. Why do you ask? Is that what you have in mind today?”
Travis volunteered “Well, sort of. If you’re willing. I mean you do have a lot of rope on board and Wanda has some toys in her bag.” My mind wrapped itself around the possibilities.
“Let me have another drink or two and maybe we can give it a try.” I refreshed everyone’s drink and pounded my bourbon. Three fingers down the hatch; poured another.
“It seems as though you have this all figured out. Just who gets tied up?” Wanda offered “We’d like to tie you up. I want to sit on your cock and Travis wants to fuck your ass at the same time. A variation on the traditional DP. You up for that?”
They got me stripped down, on my back on the bed, my legs hanging over the edge. Travis found some rope and secured my wrists. I felt vulnerable yet excited at what was going to happen. My cock was only half hard so Wanda climbed on the bed, leaned over and began sucking him up. He was ready to go in moments. The tension was building.
Wanda climbed on top, straddling me. She grabbed my stiff dick and helped it find her hole. She was bushy and her visible labia were wet with anticipation. He slid in a few inches easily; then farther as she started lifting up and down.
Her pussy felt good. All warm and wet, clinging to my cock and welcoming it with muscle contractions.
Suddenly, I felt my anus go cold and tighten up. Travis was preparing my ass with some lube. It was cold at first, then warmed right up once he began finger fucking. I raised my legs and Wanda, still riding my cock, got her arms around behind my legs, holding them up and out of the way. My asshole was now Travis’s, like it or not.
He poked his glans against my puckered asshole. It tightened again, so he pushed harder. The feelings when it popped inside were delightful. I decided that I really liked having my ass fucked.
Trav started thrusting, trying to synchronize with Wanda’s bouncing on my cock. When she’d slam down on it, all the way in, Travis would pound his dick deep in my ass. The feelings were complimentary and I was getting ridden in a bliss.
As I was tied up and couldn’t escape, even if I wanted to, I had to lay there as they had their way with me. Travis fucking my ass; Wanda riding my cock. Soon, they switched things up.
Wanda climbed off and Travis climbed on top. He positioned himself with his package right over my face and grabbed his dick, pointing it at my mouth. First, he slapped my face with it. “How about I fuck your mouth silly? You can’t really say no, now, can you? With you tied up I’ll have a field day ramming my cock down your throat.” I just smiled and opened my mouth.
As Travis commenced raping my mouth, Wanda got busy, too. She got on her knees and took my prick into her mouth. I was getting mouth fucked both ways! How nice, I thought.
Travis did a good job. He started out just leisurely fucking my mouth, only going as far as the back of my throat. He took his time, slowly stroking his hard dick and began banging on my deepthroat door. I kept it clenched tight for the moment; I was truly enjoying his sedate mouth fucking. The feeling in my mouth, filled with his meat, going full to empty was very pleasurable.
My own cock was experiencing similar feelings. Wanda was giving me a decent head job. Her mouth felt good on my rod even though she was mimicking Travis. She was only taking it in to the back of her throat. I tried to thrust my hips up to get it in deeper but she held my hips to the bed. “If you don’t cooperate, we’ll have to find more rope.” With Travis’s cock in my mouth, I could only grunt in response.
I was in a dreamlike state, the feelings were overwhelming. I was oblivious to the fact that Travis had breeched my deepthroat door and was now eagerly ramming his dick all the way down my throat. And Wanda was now pressing her nose against my abdomen as she, too, began taking it in full length.
I grabbed Trav’s ass cheeks and dug my fingernails into them. I hoped that this would make him drain his vein into my mouth. He only moaned and abruptly yanked his dick out of my mouth. “Not yet, Sailor man. We’re not done with you yet.”
Wanda had gotten me to the edge with her deepthroat moves. But she, too, suddenly stopped when Travis did. I wondered what was next. I was their prisoner, tied up, unable to go anywhere. Yet, the thought of escape wasn’t paramount in my mind. I was enjoying the way these two were getting their jollies.
After a brief interlude, me still constrained, the rape of Sailor continued. Wanda climbed on top, positioning her fuckbox right over my head. “I’m gonna wash your face with my pussy after Trav just mouth fucked you. And you’re going to eat my asshole. Got that?” My face lit up in a broad smile. “But what about poor Travis?” I asked.
“I’m gonna sit on you, your dick up my ass, old timer. I’m ready for some cum action. You think you can wrangle up a cum load for my ass?” “I’ll give it my best shot, dude.”
Wanda started rubbing her cunt up and down on my face as I eagerly lapped up her drainage. After giving me head, her slit was well lubricated, oozing and dripping. Travis climbed on and used his hand to guide my still hard cock to his asshole. Much like mine, it took a couple of tries before it entered his hole. He started rocking up and down, getting it deeper with each stroke.
We fucked each other for a good long time. Each of us was gasping and moaning with the delightful feelings. Eventually, Wanda got rough on my face, pressing her cunt hard onto my mouth. She smashed it on me, moving up and down almost violently, until she stiffened. “Holy Fuck!” she screamed. That was it. Just “Holy Fuck” as her orgasm consumed her. I got a golden shower as she squirted all over my face and head.
Hearing Wanda shoot her load, Travis slammed his ass down on my dick. He fucked my cock for just a few more strokes before I came. My orgasm was intense, consuming me as Wanda’s did to her. I pumped my load up his ass and thrust my pelvis up hard, sending my cock balls deep.
Once I was untied and had regained my senses, I said “Well, that was certainly an unexpected but very pleasurable time spent on such a dreary day. But I must tell you that from my prior experience with BDSM, it often involves doing things to people that they don’t necessarily want done to them. You restrain them so that they can’t resist you doing whatever your heart desires. In this case, you restrained a totally willing participant. You didn’t do anything that I didn’t want done.”
Wanda and Travis looked at each other, somewhat surprised. Finally, Wanda offered “Well, we really didn’t know how you’d react. If you let us know what things you object to, maybe we can try this again sometime.”