by Bridy McAvoy
The tip reached the top of her slit and immediately her clit resounded to the vibrations on its sensitive ending. Her hips involuntarily left the bed in an attempt to increase the pressure but her own hand continued to tease herself by lifting the vibrator clear until her hips sank back down. Then the vibrator descended to provide the same tingling attack and the whole cycle repeated.
Andy had never seen an erotic sight like it. He allowed the self-teasing to go on for a couple of minutes before his hoarse voice, made husky with desire, interrupted the blonde’s solitary reverie.
“Put it in!”
She was already past the point of control and responded to the command without conscious thought. The vibrator slipped cleanly into her well lubricated pussy and, leaving it on the low setting, sank languidly back onto the bed. In doing so her arms drifted gracefully, and apparently of their own accord, toward the handcuffs mounted on the bed head. Reaching over with the other hand to the side away from Andy she slipped the cuff over that hand and secured it in place. Below the waist her hips moved in a rhythm totally independent of her upper body. She looked straight at Andy and grasped the other handcuff in her only free hand, almost willing him to complete the chaining down process which she could not quite reach to do so herself. All the while her hips churned in time to the inner rhythm she felt.
Click.
She was now totally helpless, spread-eagled on the bed, with her own favorite vibrator stuffed up her pussy and switched on. As she sank back into the bed she could not prevent the waves of pleasure emanating from her over-heated pussy carrying her off again into her second wonderfully deep orgasm.
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Andy allowed her ragged breathing to slow before moving in with the handheld camera and starting at her flushed face, panned slowly down the length of her body until he zoomed in on the black control end of the buried vibrator. Susie raised her head to watch as his hand snaked into frame and grasped the control. He savagely jerked the dial around and the buzzing sound increased as the intensity rose sharply. Susie shrieked as the level of pleasure she felt increased with it.
Andy now put the camera down between her legs, still running, focused on the quivering flesh between her legs as the vibrator continued to do its insidious job. He reached under the edge of the bed and came up with a long length of black cloth. Quickly he fashioned a blindfold with it and fastened it over the eyes of the writhing blonde. As the darkness closed in, knowing the cameras could still see her in the bright studio lighting, Susie climbed the slopes to another blistering orgasm before sagging back exhausted, but not yet spent, onto the soft bed. Her mouth hung open as she struggled and panted for breath.
Still the vibrator was doing its work and her level of excitement, although coming down from the peak, was not allowed to decrease too far. Before long her hips were circling on the bed again and her torso was bathed in fresh layers of sweat.
Andy surveyed his handiwork and glanced at the clock—it was still a couple of minutes shy of five o’clock. Hard to believe the young blonde goddess, spread-eagled and helpless on the bed in front of him, had achieved so much sexually in such a short time. It was time, though, to take it to the next level. He climbed up onto the bed next to her and began whispering in her ear.
“I’m sure you think you’ve done well, Susie but it’s only just beginning. I’m going to be fitting ear plugs in a minute. “
She gasped and her head shook violently from side to side. Conveying to him that this would be a step too far.
“No, my dear. It will happen and you are powerless to prevent it.”
Her breath was coming in short pants again and her hips were churning more violently but still her head shook no.
“Yes. Soon you will neither see nor hear the men who will be joining us here. You are helpless to prevent them, and—that’s right—there will be more than one ravishing your body.”
A low guttural moan escaped her as his words, coupled with the driving sensations from her pussy, pushed her over the edge into yet another orgasm.
There were no men, but just as he had said it, Phil and the other two girls had crept into the room making, on Phil’s instructions, as little noise as possible. As a result Carrie and Lizzie could only watch as Susie’s fourth and most powerful orgasm ripped through her helpless restrained body.
At this point Andy reached behind Susie’s head and slipped the knot of the blindfold undone and removed it. She blinked into the lights and then became aware of other people being present. The sense of helplessness induced a panic and she thrashed from side to side for a moment before realizing it was only Phil, Carrie and Lizzie standing there. She sank back to the bed in relief before realizing they must have just witnessed her complete degradation, and that they could certainly see the end of the still running vibrator buried in her pussy.
She sobbed as the realization hit her, and then sobbed again as the continuously working vibrator continued to weave its magic spell within the pussy that was very quickly becoming the focus of her entire being.
Phil began whispering in Carrie’s ear and she gritted her teeth before obeying his instructions. She stepped into the lit area next to the bed on the far side from Andy who, having retrieved the camera, was focusing on the action. Lizzie simply stood just outside the lit circle, acutely aware that Phil had not allowed her to replace her panties beneath the short skirt she still wore.
Carrie sat gingerly on the edge of the bed and, following a hand signal from Phil, brushed Susie’s bedraggled and sweat-wet hair from her beautiful face. Susie just looked up at her with big round eyes as Carrie leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips before pulling away.
“Phil wants to know if you want me to retrieve the vibrator.”
Susie nodded. She seemed to be unable to speak.
Carrie leaned in again and began to kiss her friend more firmly than before. Susie could see by the look in Carrie’s eyes, this was Phil’s devious plan, however distasteful, and Carrie was not enjoying it. She allowed her lips to relax and began to gently kiss Carrie back. Carrie’s hand now moved and brushed across Susie’s stomach which brought another involuntary gasp from the captive blonde. The hand moved slowly down until it rested in the tangled matted curls of the blonde hair just above the spread-open pussy.
Carrie continued to kiss her friend as her hand continued to brush down directly onto the mound of the pussy. Her fingers encountered the throbbing control ring of the vibrator and she gripped it and slowly extracted it. Susie continued to gasp into Carrie’s mouth as the kiss continued and, without conscious effort on their part, the kiss deepened.
“Discard it and touch her.”
Phil’s command rang through the silence in the studio, silent except for the incessant buzz of the now discarded vibrator. Carrie’s hand reluctantly travelled back up to Susie’s still gaping slit, brushing her inner thighs in the process. Susie’s response was almost automatic as she immediately began to writhe against her shackles. Carrie’s hand now brushed against her sex until again coming to rest in the matted curls above where the fingers stroked gently at the blonde hairs.
In the meantime, Phil had moved round to stand behind Lizzie and she jumped as he inserted his hand up the back of her skirt and squeezed her bare ass cheek. He whispered in her ear.
“Strip, I want you on set naked.”
With trembling hands, she reached for the buttons of the blouse and began to undo them. Phil pushed a finger forward between her ass cheeks to gently rub over her slit and then used both hands to roughly undo the zip on the back of the skirt. As Lizzie shrugged her shoulders free of the blouse, exposing her bra encased breasts, her skirt fell to the floor. As she momentarily struggled to free her arms from the cuffs of the blouse, Phil leaned in and unclipped the bra catch. Seconds later Lizzie was standing just outside the circle of lights, stark naked, listening as Phil whispered her instructions into her ear.
Lizzie did not like what she was being told as she watched her two
friends now kissing passionately on the bed before her. Even though one was shackled and the other still fully clothed and free, the level of passion was markedly higher than a few minutes earlier.
Phil finished the urgent low-voiced whisper and asked Lizzie if she understood. She nodded slowly and, taking a deep breath, moved forward into the lights. She moved to the foot of the bed and slowly reached out her hand to grasp the vibrator, still slick with Susie’s juices. She then moved around to the side, close to Andy who was now filming the swaying movements of her breasts as she walked. She moved to the top end of the bed and climbed onto it next to Susie’s outstretched manacled arm. Carrie broke the kiss and, looking across, was startled to see her friend was naked and even more surprised to see what she was holding in her hand.
Carrie’s sudden breaking of the kiss and the movements beside her transmitted via the mattress caused Susie to whip her head round, too. She stared in astonishment at her other friend, now buck naked like her, as she moved across the bed towards her. Carrie backed away as Lizzie shooed her away with an almost imperceptible hand movement and then, biting her lip, straddled Susie, placing her knees up close to her friend’s armpits. She now leaned forward over Susie and placed one hand, her empty one, on the top rail of the metal bedstead directly over Susie’s head. Susie’s eyes were drawn automatically to the large breasts hanging scant inches above her face. Then her eyes traveled down the suspended body above her and watched in amazement as her vibrator was slowly inserted into her friend. Lizzie now reared vertically upwards and Susie was presented with the sight of Lizzie’s shaved pussy mound pulsing as the vibrator inside her worked its magic.
Carrie, under new instructions from Phil, had discarded her own top and was climbing back onto the bed where, with one hand, she returned to the ministrations on Susie’s tortured pussy and, with the other, reached out to stroke Lizzie’s breast. The multiple stimulations, both visual and physical, were now overwhelming the two nude participants and both Susie and Lizzie crashed into orgasm almost simultaneously.
Carrie climbed down and moved to the bottom of the bed, still breathing heavily after her involvement with her friends’ orgasms. She stood trembling as she saw that Andy was approaching her with the camera from the front and felt, rather than heard, Phil approaching her from behind. Phil suddenly placed both hands on her skirt covered backside and slid his hands round to the waistband prior to undoing the fastening there. Lizzie looked back over her shoulder as she continued to follow the instructions she had been given to continue sawing the vibrator in and out of her pussy.
Carrie was literally the deer caught in the headlights as first her skirt and then her panties fell to the floor. Phil leaned forward and told her to open her legs which she then did. Instantly his fingers went to her now available pussy and Andy sank to his knees in front of her focusing on the sight. She could not help the way her body was betraying herself, responding to the stimulation being provided. Lizzie, meanwhile, was finding it difficult to maintain her upright position and leaned back to grasp the bedstead, bringing her breasts back to their position directly above Susie. Susie couldn’t help herself either and reached up and planted her soft lips on Lizzie’s nipple, knowing full well that at least two cameras would be capturing her every move. As Lizzie gasped in shock, she lifted her head higher and fastened her teeth on the sensitive bud of the extended nipple and softly bit on it.
At the foot of the bed, Carrie was in trouble. Phil was pushing her upper body forward and she had to reach out one hand to grasp the foot of the bed to steady herself. This rotated her pussy back towards him and he now inserted two fingers into her. Andy, meanwhile, had put the camera down onto the bed pointing back at Susie’s gaping pussy again. Now he moved in front of Carrie and unzipped his fly. The sound penetrated her consciousness and her head came up in time to see him extracting his turgid penis from his trousers exactly on a level with her head. The obvious conclusion did not escape her and her mouth dropped open in shock rather than invitation. Andy, nevertheless, took it as precisely the invitation it wasn’t and thrust his dick past her lips into her mouth. Her lips closed around the object in reaction and she was suddenly sucking him.
Before she could react to this invasion of her oral cavity, she felt something hot moving behind her and realized that the searing heat on her buttocks was coming from Phil’s exposed penis and, within seconds, she found herself doing something she had never fantasized about. Her body was being see-sawed between two men, one of whom was fucking her pussy and one who was fucking her mouth, and she was powerless to prevent the double stimulation of her violated body.
Despite her shock and anger at what the two men were doing to her, her body being used in this manner was responding entirely differently to her mind as the stimulation had its effect. Given the visual stimulation provided to both the men, but especially to Andy, there was little chance of either of them lasting very long.
Meanwhile, Susie had raised Lizzie’s responses back to near orgasm level. The obvious noises of the sex taking place a few feet away was enough to push both girls closer to the edge. No professional director could have managed to achieve it but, as Andy groaned with pleasure as his semen bounced off the entrance of Carrie’s throat, the other four participants responded with their own orgasms, even though Susie was not being directly stimulated herself.
All five participants collapsed to the nearest surface to recover.
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Andy was the first to recover; he simply recovered his flaccid penis and tucked it away in his fly. He then moved around the set turning off the lights and killing the video cameras. Phil rolled away from Carrie and, after adjusting his own trousers, moved to the bed and began undoing the cuffs from Susie’s extremities.
“Okay, girls. We’re finished for the night, except for you, Lizzie.”
Panting for breath, Lizzie looked up at Phil quizzically.
“I have somewhere I want to take you tonight. I suggest you go home, shower and get yourself ready. Wear something nice, little black dress, maybe. We’re going to have a meal first. Pick you up at nine o’clock.”
With that Phil followed Andy who had already disappeared in the direction of the editing suite. The three girls quickly threw on their outer clothes, let themselves out the back door of the studio and rushed across the free intervening yards to their own secluded back door. It was still not quite half past six and there were more people about than any of them wanted to see while in such a disheveled state.
“Lizzie, you have the shower first; you’ve got to go out.”
Without a further word between them, Lizzie disappeared into the shower, keen to rinse the sweat and other fluids off her worn body. Carrie disappeared into her room and shut the door firmly leaving Susie to sit in the kitchen, waiting for her turn in the bathroom, thinking about the late afternoon session. She could not believe she had come six times in front of the video cameras. Six times—jeez!
* * * *
Promptly at nine o’clock, Phil pulled up outside the house and rang the bell. Lizzie answered the door almost immediately, looking extremely nice in the two layer black dress—lace over a black opaque foundation layer that showed slightly more than a hint of cleavage and finished just below mid-thigh. It was tight enough across the buttocks to show the outline of the suspenders holding up the seamed stockings that completed the outfit.
He smiled at her, offered her his arm then turned back.
“I almost forgot. Susie?”
Susie appeared from the kitchen, also looking far more relaxed and comfortable than before, although she was wrapped in a neck to ankle toweling robe.
“You left this behind.”
She blushed bright red as he waved the silver vibrator at her, oblivious to the startled looks of a couple as they passed by. She quickly moved forward and reached out, taking it from his hand and burying it discreetly in one of the pockets of the robe.
Phil led Lizzie out to the car as Susie close
d the door, and was a perfect gentlemen as he helped her climb in. This time he had brought his sports car and Lizzie could not help flashing a length of bare thigh above the stockings as she lowered herself in as gracefully as possible.
“I thought we’d eat Italian.” He said.
* * * *
Susie carefully locked the front door and removed the key so that Lizzie would be able to let herself back in later, assuming, of course, she was coming home and not being required to spend the night at Phil’s.
She went upstairs and knocked softly on Carrie’s door. There was no response so she knocked louder a second time.
“Go away.”
The softly voiced comment was barely audible but Susie knew her friend well enough to ignore it. She turned the handle and opened the door. Carrie was lying on the bed, curled up into a fetal position in the darkness of her room, broken now by the light spilling through the open doorway.
“I said, go away.”
The voice lacked conviction and Susie simply sat on the bed next to her friend and put her hand out and gently started stroking the hair above her ear. Instantly Carrie began to sob.
“Come here, sweetie.”
Carrier turned over and rolled into Susie’s arms where she continued to sob almost hysterically. Susie could do nothing but hold her friend while she let the storm pass. She rocked back and forth slightly, hugging her friend.
