Date: Mon, 30 Mar 2009 16:10:08 +0100
From: Matt Buck <matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com>
Subject: Room 614

Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional in that it never happened. Any
likeness to real events is entirely coincidental. The characters are from
my imagination.

Story by mattbuck (matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com). Comments, suggestions and
(constructive) criticism always welcome. You never know, I might write a
second part.

More stories can be found on my website.
http://mattbuck.irongalaxy.com
http://mattbuck007.livejournal.com

MFF, oral (MF/FM), light BDSM



      We were in the city. Which city I would say but it doesn't really
matter. Suffice to say its name starts with one letter and may end with a
different one. The point is, we were in a hotel one (an upmarket one at
that), and that we were standing just outside the door of room 614. By
"we", I mean Holly and me. Or is that me and Holly? Whichever you
prefer. Just remember that, in this case at least, it is most definitely
not "Holly and I".  That would be the nominative case, not the accusative.

      The room was like pretty much every big hotel room (I assume) -
cream-coloured walls, floor to ceiling windows, and a big double bed. It
even had one of those generic prints of coloured squares hanging on the
wall.

      I suppose it's somewhat childish, but my first action was to jump
onto the bed. Of course, it was only moments before I had Holly straddling
me, her lips descending towards mine. My hands found her arse, clad as it
was in "audible trousers" - corduroy that rubbed at the thighs when she
walked. She played her tongue over my lips before biting and pulling. I
loved it when she was like this - I just love being dominated. I'm not
entirely sure whether it's the not having to decide what to do, or getting
to be lazy.

      Kissing, I should note, can take a while. We weren't exactly in a
hurry, and we must have spent at least thirty minutes kissing, groping and
fondling before she even had her top off, and I was able to lift her
breasts out of her bra and take a nipple in my mouth.  Now, I know I've
written a lot of stories about gay sex, but boobs are gooooood. So, for
that matter, is pussy. Especially Holly's. I love stroking it, I love
licking it, and I especially love fucking it. The first push in always
feels so good, so tight and wet around my cock. It's hard to describe how
it feels really, so I guess you'll just have to imagine it.  More about
fucking Holly later.

      By now the flies of my jeans were undone and her hand was groping my
cock, making me gasp in her cold grip. At the same time, I was squeezing
her breasts and looking up into her eyes. She has the most beautiful smile
I've ever seen, beautiful brown eyes, light brown skin, black hair in a
style that has been described as "1930s film star", breasts that are a
perfect handful, and an incredibly dirty mind. The fact that she not only
tolerates, but actively encourages the strange things I like (sex in
custard for one) is...  incredible. I have never loved anyone more.

      She rolled off me, and made for the bedside table. I made for her
arse and gave it a nice smack.

      "Cheeky," she said, turning round and grinning. She opened a drawer
and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Well, not quite handcuffs - hand
restraints, made out of leather.  Softer, but had a downside of being less
jangly. I like the jangly. "Do you want it?"

      "Fuck yes babe," was all I could think to say. When your topless
girlfriend offers you incredible sex, you can't really think of much
else. She crawled back on to the bed, dragging her tongue up my chest,
ending with her boobs dangling over my face while she attached my wrists to
the headboard behind me. Just out of reach. Of course. She moved back down
my body, running her hands over my chest, and finally pulling on my
jeans. I lifted my arse off the bed, letting her get my jeans all the way
off, and then splayed my legs for her.

      "Soon babe," she cooed, pulling out a blindfold. "I just think you
should be a liiiitle bit more helpless first." It was something I was never
going to refuse - I love having her dominate me, and a blindfold just makes
it even sexier because you can't tell what she'll do next. Within a few
seconds, all I was able to see were a few spots of light down near my
nose. It wasn't exactly a good blindfold - Holly told me she picked it up
free from a hotel in Italy - but it did its job well enough. I felt the bed
move as she stood up, and then again as she sat on the end of the bed
between my legs.

      "So, what shall I do with you?" She asked, trailing her fingers up my
thigh and flicking the bottom of my boxers. "I could do this..." she licked
my inside leg from my knee up to my boxers, "this..." giving my leg a smack
with the back of her hand, "or even this..." she said, her hand squeezing
my cock through my boxers. I moaned.

      "Please..."

      "Please? Please what?"

      "Please suck me," I whispered, opening my legs wider.

      "You want me to suck you?" she asked, as if shocked. Her fingers
found my inside leg again, and started tracing slow circles up under my
boxers. "OK then." I waited, and then a hot mouth found my big toe, sucking
as promised. I groaned in frustration.

      "What, wasn't that what you wanted?"

      "No... Please... suck my cock."

      She didn't reply, but I felt her get up off the bed. A minute later,
I heard the snip of scissors. She dragged the cold steel up my inner thigh,
and I flinched.

      "Can't have you moving. I don't want to cut off something
important. I think I'll have to restrain you further." Some noises of
rummaging, and then I felt her tying my ankles to the bed with some sort of
fabric. Probably some of my school ties - I'd been wondering where those
had disappeared to. "Right, that's better. Just to test though..."  Her
fingers went for the soles of my feet, and had me in horrible laughter in
seconds. I squirmed, trying to get my feet away from her, but the bonds
held me tight. "Excellent" she declared. Again, the dragging of cold steel
up my leg. "Now, hold still..." A few snips and I felt my boxers fall away
from me, or rather be pulled out as she cut between the leg holes and then
up the front. Naked, blind, and all my limbs tied up... The scissors were
dragged over my cock briefly, before, by the sound of it, being put away
somewhere.  Then, silence. I knew she must still be there, but I couldn't
hear anything, at least not over the gentle hum of the room's air
conditioning. I'd never felt so alone.

      "Holly?" I asked, hesitantly.

      "Yes babe?" Came the response from almost right next to my ear.

      I started to say please, but before I'd got the first syllable out,
her hand had wrapped itself around my cock, and started slowly pumping up
and down. The rest of the word just became a long, drawn-out moan. She
giggled.

      "You're enjoying that too much." Her hand left my cock, and trailed
up my chest, just as her mouth found my nipple.

      "I think you're enjoying this too much," I replied. All I got for
that was a quick slap to my cheek.

      "I'm allowed to." Then she withdrew again, and my ears strained to
hear what she was up to. I was answered a few seconds later when I felt her
mouth again enclose my big toe. Having your toes sucked really has no right
to feel as good as it does. Her mouth worked over my left foot, licking
between my toes and sucking, and then moved onto my right. Then, she
kissed, ever so agonisingly slowly, a trail along the top of my foot and to
my ankle. Then, a long lick up to my knee, and then moving to the outside
of my leg, a series of kisses up to my hip. Then she withdrew. I moaned in
frustration, and she laughed lightly. My left leg this time, kisses from my
ankle up my inside leg, so so close... and then her hair brushing over my
cock. Torturess.

      She retreated again, and a few seconds later her mouth was kissing my
ear, and her hand went over my mouth. Whispering, she said,

      "I don't think you should be able to talk." If my eyes hadn't been
covered by the blindfold, they'd have been wide. Gagging was something we'd
never done before. But a thick strip of fabric was laid over my mouth, and
tied behind my head. It smelt of detergent, which meant that of my normal
five senses (the ones they teach in school, not the 42 you really have), I
was down to only sound and touch. It was incredibly thrilling, yet a bit
scary too. I was utterly helpless now.

      She got off the bed, and again I heard some rummaging. Presently,
something cool was laid on my stomach.

      "Do you know what this is?" She cooed in my ear. I shook my
head. "It's the sextula. It's about time we got around to using it..." She
picked it up, and stroked the tip up my chest and over my cheeks, before
giving them a playful smack. I felt her change position so she was
straddling my face, facing down towards my feet. I could feel her bare legs
against me - she'd apparently stripped off her trousers sometime. She
slowly lowered herself, dragging her bare breasts over my stomach and
pushing her pantie-... no, make that thong-covered... no, thongs can't
cover really... pushing her almost-bare arse into my face, letting my nose
rub over her pussy, feeling the wetness of the fabric.

      Then came a smack to my side with the sextula, and I flinched. Then a
smack to my other side, before it stroked slowly up my cock. I braced
myself for the smack, but it never came. Instead, I felt her warm breath on
the tip of my cock, making it jump in excitement. But no. She stood up, and
jumped off the bed. The next smack went just above my knee on my inside
leg, the one after that on the opposite leg. I heard a snap of elastic,
then felt her move to have one leg on each side of my left leg, then I felt
her pussy against my toe. She felt incredibly wet and slippery, and
well... my big toe found its way into her pussy. I wiggled my toes, feeling
her juices between them. She, however, seemed shocked.

      "I didn't say you could do that," she said, though not making any
effort to actually move. "I'll have to punish you for that."

      "Sorry Mistress," I mumbled, though it was probably unintelligible to
anyone else.  Then came smack right on my left inside leg, just inches away
from my balls. I swore in pain, and my cock jumped. She started moving up
and down slightly, fucking herself with my toe, then smacked my other
leg. It hurt, but fuck it felt good.

      She got up again, and started licking at my toes, cleaning up her
juices.

      "So, as I was trying to say before you started being naughty... what
would you like? Would you like me to lick your balls?" I moaned my approval
through the gag. "To suck them, to bite them?" She continued. Again, I
moaned my acceptance. "And then, would you like me to take your big hard
cock into my mouth and suck you off?" I moaned again, and nodded
vigorously. I could tell she was smiling, even without seeing her. "Little
slut."

      The bed moved slightly, and I felt warm breath on my balls, and then
a tongue, just touching the very back of my sack. I groaned in ecstasy as
she touched possibly the most sensitive place on my body. She licked all
along the ridge of my ball sack, making me moan again, and then she bit
down, pulling at me. I loved the sharp pain it caused, and my cock jumped
in appreciation. She spent a few minutes on my balls, making me moan with
each touch, until I wasn't sure I could take it any longer. Then her hand
went to my face and pulled the gag off.

      "Thankyou Mistress," I said. She laughed, and then dragged her tongue
all the way from the back of my balls, right up my cock and kissed my
tip. Fucking tease. She sensed my anticipation, and engulfed my tip with
her hot mouth, biting on my foreskin.  Then, she went straight down, taking
most of my cock into her hot mouth at once, and licking vigorously. He
started bobbing up and down, using her teeth to scratch my shaft just the
way I like it.

      "Fuck babe, that's so good," I whispered.

      "Mmm, it looks so good too," Holly whispered into my ear, clamping
her hand over my mouth. "Shh, let Jenny suck you off. Give her lots of nice
cum to taste. I want to see her mouth filled with it."

      Fuck. Someone called Jenny was sucking me off, and my girlfriend was
actively encouraging me to enjoy it and then come into her mouth. I truly
felt like the luckiest guy in the universe.

      "I love you," I whispered when she removed her hand from my mouth.

      "I know," she replied, giving me a brief kiss. "I love you too." I
lay back, concentrating on the sensations this Jenny was giving my cock. I
hoped she was hot. She was certainly good at it - I'm not sure I've ever
felt a better blowjob, though I suppose that might have been partly because
my cock had been achingly hard, and her mouth was very... soothing. And
smooth, and warm and wet, and oh so lovely. One hand was wrapped around the
base of my cock, giving me a bit of manual stimulation, and her other hand
was playing with my balls, pulling and stretching them. Holly straddled my
head, and lowered her pussy onto my mouth, leaning forward to rub herself
on my nose while letting me lick her clit. She moaned as I did so. She
knows I love her pussy, especially licking it, and I love to know that
she's enjoying it.

      Jenny's mouth came off my cock, and she started licking its
underside. Then I felt a shock of electricity running down my spine as
Holly's tongue joined in licking the top, making her way up to my tip and
briefly taking me into her mouth. I doubled my efforts on her pussy, loving
the feel of her smooth, shaved lips on my face, Jenny started licking up,
and I felt her meet Holly's tongue on the tip of my cock. I heard the first
groan from Jenny, higher pitched than Holly's, and I knew they had to be
kissing. My girlfriend kissing another woman, while she has her pussy in my
face. That is almost the perfect fantasy for every man. Jenny's mouth
returned to my cock, and I heard Holly alternately crying out in pleasure
whispering her encouragement, I was almost there myself, and stopped
licking just long enough to say so.

      "Come on babe, come in her mouth. Let me see your cum dripping out
from between those slutty lips. You haven't even seen her face and she's
about to make you cum. Fucking do it babe, do it. Come in her..."

      I could feel my orgasm welling up, about to burst. I tried to hold it
back as long as I could, concentrating on something - anything - else, but
with one last suck on my cock, I could hold it no longer, and I came inside
the slutty mouth of some girl I'd never even seen. I moaned as I came, and
Holly ground her pussy hard into my face. I couldn't count how many ropes
of cum I sent into Jenny's mouth, but it felt like a lot. Holly was moaning
"fuck yes" as I did, and I collapsed back on the bed, as Jenny pulled her
mouth off my cock. There was a sound of kissing and slurping above.

      A few minutes passed as I just lay on the bed, recovering from one of
the most intense orgasms of my life.

      "You're such a good slut, Matt." Holly said. "Lots of nice cum for
someone you don't even know. There was a click as she released my hands
from the headboard. I closed my eyes as I moved my stiff arms to remove the
blindfold. It was a lot brighter, and I slowly opened my eyes, looking up
into Holly's smiling face.

      "I love you," I whispered.

      "I love you too."


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