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By *orkspoon OP   Man  over a year ago

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Hi, first attempt at writing something like this, so any feedback welcome

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His mind was slowly nudging him awake, through a thick fuzziness. He started to notice a dull ache in his limbs and a pounding headache. It must have been some night was his first real thought, although he couldn’t associate any memories with it, it seemed to just be a blank night. Still, it explained the head and aches and pains.

He tried to rollover in bed to his side, and that was when he heard the clink of metal and felt his right arm held back. “Shit!” he thought, suddenly feeling much more awake. He looked over at his arm, to see what had held him back, but it was still pitch black in the room. Trying to make out any detail, he struggled to see at all. He had never known somewhere as dark as this room. It was as he was blinking, trying to clear his eyes, that he realised the reason it was so dark was that there was a blindfold across his face. Now he felt his heart jump and blood course through his veins as the adrenaline was released. This was bad. Really bad. What the hell was going on? His mind raced as he tried to remember what had happened…..

He remembered laughing. Laughing and feeling a little d*unk. What was he laughing at? It has been Alice’s joke about the camels. Alice! He remembered now – she was there last night. It was the first time they had met, but they had talked for ages. And her face – he could remember now. God, she was really hot as well. Brown hair, pinned up, apart from a few casual strands framing her face and highlighting her neck. Blue eyes that twinkled. A cleavage that left nothing to the imagination. So that was it, he thought….. but it didn’t feel quite right. His eyes had been on Alice all night, but something was nagging at his memories. Where did he know her from? He was sure they had never met before, but her dress and flirtation made him think that they must have. Then it came back to him – the website! He met her from a website. She had been on it with her husband, looking for a threesome. Now he remembered. He was in their house! He had wanted her so much – he eyes had been on her all night, feeling horny at the thought of having her, wondering how she would feel and taste. Something still wasn’t right though. He knew there was something he was missing. He remembered getting to their house, feeling tense and nervous as he rang the door bell. And his natural and unforced grin as Alice had answered the door, wearing a short black dress, and by the looks of it nothing underneath. As she turned and led him into the house his eyes had taken her in, her slightly plump arse wiggling, her high black stilettos helping shape her legs. He was completely mesmerised. He had taken a seat on the sofa, his nerves over taken by lust and anticipation. She had got him a drink and then lowered herself onto the sofa opposite him, the room lit by candles that glistened in her eyes. As she moved her legs under herself, getting comfortable, he knew he had been staring at her, watching as her dress rode up, before she smoothed it down. He recalled talking to her, trying his hardest to make her laugh, and to steer the conversation towards sex. He couldn’t remember her answers though, but she had been holding his gazing and laughing occasionally at his comments. And then it got very hazy. Had he d*unk too much? He only remembered having one drink, surely it would have taken more than that. Had he fucked her? He couldn’t remember, but it didn’t feel like it.

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By *orkspoon OP   Man  over a year ago

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So where was he? It felt like he was in bed. In fact, he was sure of it. He could feel the duvet over his naked body. Right, so he was naked, maybe he had been with her. Maybe this was all a game, a little light S&M. He tried moving his limbs. As he suspected they were fixed to the bed, probably handcuffs, from the feel of the metal – not quite sharp, but hard edged against his skin. Maybe it was all ok then – his mind quickly flicked to the thought of Alice riding him, before a horrific thought entered his head. No one knew he was here! No one knew he was here and no one would miss him until after the weekend. What a perfect opportunity for a killer. And here he was helpless.

What the hell to do now? He could call out, but he didn’t want to anger his captor. The house had been in the middle of nowhere, there was no way anyone from outside would hear him. Maybe it was all ok, maybe Alice was just getting a coffee or something. He listened as hard as he could, and thought he could half hear something, but too indistinct to be of any use. What to do? Wait? Scream? Try to break free?

As his mind raced over what to do, his thoughts darting about as he tried to work out how deep the trouble he was in was. Where was his phone? If he found that it could all be ok. He moved his hands as much as he could, but nothing. Of course, there wasn’t. He really needed a drink of water to clear his head. And he really really needed to pee. He’d have to do something. He couldn’t just lie here, pissing himself in bed

He wondered how long he had been here. It felt like morning. He must have been awake for hours, although part of his brain knew that it had probably been minutes. He needed to move, he needed to get out. He started thrashing about in bed, pulling at his restraints one way and then another. Nothing was budging at all.

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By *orkspoon OP   Man  over a year ago

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And then he heard footsteps, getting closer. Was this it? Was he going to die? He felt himself panic, a sense of dread rising through him. He tried to curl up, to feel less exposed, but the handcuffs left him spread-eagled and naked in bed.

“Ah, he’s awake!”

“Alice, thank god! Please, can you undo me, I really need to go to the toilet”

“Sorry Vincent, I’m not going to do that. Not now anyway”

Her voice seemed different. Last night she had been soft and demur. Now her voice had an edge to it. He couldn’t tell what, but she sounded surer of herself, more assertive. What the hell did she have in mind for him? Violence or something else?

He felt the duvet being slowly tugged off him, inch by inch, revealing his naked body. He had never felt so vulnerable in his life.

“Alice, please? What’s going on? Please don’t hurt me, please!”

“Shush Vincent, I’d like you to be quiet. I’m sorry about the little theatrics with the rohypnol last night, but we really do prefer it this way.”

“We?” he croaked.

That was it. The missing piece. The fucking husband! Alice was married, they had wanted a threesome. He hadn’t cared, he just wanted to get Alice to himself. It was just inconvenient that the husband had to be there, but he had figured he would just want to watch whilst he buried himself deep in Alice. Had he been there last night? Christ, he had! He could remember virtually nothing of him, just the feeling of smirking to himself thinking that he was going to fuck this loser’s hot wife.

“Look, Alice, maybe we should do this another time? I’m not really comfortable with this”

He heard a swoosh, and then a sting across his chest. He yelped from the shock.

“I said be quiet”

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By *orkspoon OP   Man  over a year ago

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His mind raced. What was going on? His chest didn’t really hurt, that was something. It had been the shock as much as anything.

He heard the click of a shutter. Oh god they’re taking photos. His face flushed as he thought of his nakedness, the thought of what they could do with the pictures leaping to his mind.

“Now, let’s see if you’re a big boy”

He jumped, tensing as he felt fingers brush his cock. Involuntarily he felt himself start to stiffen as he was being gently caressed. Maybe this would be ok. Maybe it was just sex Alice wanted him for. He started to relax.

Another shutter click. His mind pieced together that the husband must be taking pictures of Alice with her hand wrapped around his now hard cock. That was ok. He could cope with that. They wouldn’t publish them anywhere, and besides the blindfold would offer him some disguise. Still, as his feelings shifted from terror to lust, he would prefer it if he could see Alice. The stroking was really working on him, she seemed to know instinctively how he liked it. Long slow strokes, pulling his foreskin right back, with a firm grip engulfing his cock. Mmmmmm. He hoped she was going to take him into her mouth. He lifted his hips up, pushing his cock upwards, offering it up. More clicks. He felt lips start to take his member into her mouth. He groaned with pleasure. She was still holding, him, wanking him as she slowly took more and more of him into her mouth. Shit, this was amazing, she was taking him deeper and deeper. He wanted to start thrusting but held off as he was enjoying this too much. The camera was still intermittently going off. He bet Alice looked so hot with his cock deep in her throat.

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By (user no longer on site)  over a year ago

great story but am guessing where it's going, please keep it up

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By *thwalescplCouple  over a year ago

brecon

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By *ussyeater692Man  over a year ago

Wrexham

Keep it going, very horny story

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By *orkspoon OP   Man  over a year ago

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“Do you like that?”

“God yes, you’re amazing”

Wait.

She still had her mouth around his cock. How?

No.

It wasn’t Alice sucking him.

It was the husband. A million thoughts raced through his head. This wasn’t what he wanted. He wasn’t gay. The pictures! It was all going wrong. He squirmed, but the mouth stayed clamped to his cock.

“I....”

“Quiet!” Alice’s voice was firm. He was slightly scared of what she might do if he said anything.

“Move over darling” he heard her say. The bed creaked as he felt her join them on the bed. He let out a small sigh as he felt the mouth leave his cock. He could feel what he now knew was Alice wrap her hand around his member. Thank god! She stroked him for a minute, and then he felt he take him into her mouth. She could feel her tongue flicking over him. It was good, nice, a perfectly nice blowjob. But……..

Confusion reigned. He wanted Alice. He wasn’t gay. He didn’t have the slightest attraction to men. He was being sucked by a gorgeous woman. He had nothing to complain about. But yet…… But yet he wanted the husband back. That had been the most incredible technique. What the hell did that mean?

He felt bodies shift on the bed. He was pretty sure it was still Alice holding his cock. He could feel her climbing astride him. His thoughts were lost for a moment as he concentrated his thoughts on his dick, waiting to feel the lips of her pussy on the tip.

“Ready?” said Alice.

“Ye-mmmmph” He started to say, before he felt something shoved into his mouth. He knew instinctively what it was. It was her husband’s cock. As soon as that thought hit, he felt Alice sliding down onto him. Her pussy felt tight as it engulfed him, and he let out a moan of pleasure. Which just resulted in the cock he had unwillingly in his mouth being pushed a little further in, pinning his mouth open and pushing his tongue down. Christ, he was really stuck. There was no way he could get this guy off him. He could bite him… but god knows what he would get in return.

He would just have to wait until he stopped. Just concentrate on Alice. Just think of her. He felt her moving up and down on him. Slowly. Too slowly. It would keep him hard and turned on, but wasn’t enough to make him cum. He will her to hurry up, but she kept up her slow rhythmic style.

Right, the best thing to do is to get this over and done with. If he had to suck a cock, well so be it, but it would get it out of his mouth, and then he can get out of here and never have to think of it again.

What the hell to do though? Where to start? He knew how he liked his cock being sucked but had no idea how to do it. He had never thought of it. Right, well if he was going to get this done, he had better start moving. He pushed his head upwards, keeping his lips around the hard shaft in this mouth, and then back down. And again. And again. How long was this going to take? He felt the husband start to push in time with his rhythm. As he took the cock deeper into his mouth, the husband was pushing in too. Luckily it wasn’t hitting the back of his throat, but it was getting near. Come on Vince, you can do this, just get it over and done with.

Suddenly he realised that as the husband was increasing his pace, so was Alice. It felt like somehow they were all moving together. That the harder and faster he wanted to fuck Alice, the harder and faster the cock would fuck his mouth. He knew it intuitively. And his lust and desire was over taking his thoughts. He wanted to cum, and maybe he would just need to accept this was how. He certainly wouldn’t get any pleasure from having sucking on the hard, occasionally throbbing cock in his mouth.

As he pushed up into Alice and felt the husband push into his mouth, his epiphany was that it was like he was pleasuring himself. Every young man had wondered what it would be like if you could suck yourself, and the connection between the three of them felt as if it was happening. The feel of the hard member in his mouth was matched by the soft pussy lips wrapped round him. Each thrust into his mouth was echoed on his own cock. It wasn’t that he wanted to pleasure the husband, it was by trying his best, he was pleasuring himself. That must be it, mustn’t it? He wasn’t enjoying it, it was just a means to an end…..

It wasn’t clear who was driving it, but the pace was quickening. He was faster up and down on the cock in his mouth, Alice was riding him quicker, pushing herself deep onto him at the bottom of every movement. The husband was groaning with pleasure. The noise just encouraged him to try and take the cock a little deeper. He felt proud that he had made the guy wanted him so much and to enjoy his first attempt at sucking cock so much. Of course, it would be his only time, he promised himself.

He felt Alice reach round and cup his tight balls in her hand. That was it, it tipped him over the edge. He thrust up as hard as he could, and came inside her. He could feel jet after jet of his spunk shooting out, and he gave a muffled cry. It was at that moment he felt the cock in his mouth being pulled out. He almost felt a loss at it no longer being there, before something hit his face. Something wet and a little warm. Oh god, the husband had cum on his face. He felt a sudden burst of shame for his actions, for what he had just been doing. The then heard the click of the camera again. He sank back onto the bed, his mind wondering about were the hell this was all going......

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By *orkspoon OP   Man  over a year ago

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Thanks for the positive messages everyone

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By *ree guyMan  over a year ago

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