Chapter 29

Wednesday, afternoon-ish.

I awake from a nap, the blonde is gone. Breakfast tray is on the dresser. My left arm is untied. I untie the other arm, and relieve myself in the bathroom. Towels and new pair of boxers set on the counter. I enjoy a long, hot shower.

I dress in the boxers, and rock a pink female bathrobe. Strolling through the enormous mansion, like I own it. Grab another cup of coffee and enjoy the labor, craftsmanship, the money, that went into this monstrosity of a home. 

I casually make my way through this monument to lavish in the absolute middle of untouched land. Each room has art covering its walls. Gold crowning. Bulletproof glass. Not one clock, digital, grandfather, or even an ancient sun telling device in all the art.

Apparently here, time doesn't exist. I'm guessing its 2:00 pm.

I stop in the library, and study the immense walls of books. Four walls, covered floor to ceiling. Porn to me. Such a rich and wide selection of the greatest writings, of all time, rests before me under a generation of dust. 

I'm barely aware of the heels clicking on the hardwood floors, until I hear the blonde's voice.

"Oh, sir, you're up from your nap!"

I turn around and almost spill my coffee. She stands at the doorway, adorned in a French maid outfit.

"French maid?" I laugh, embarrassed.

"Yes, sir. Today it's your mansion, and I work for you." She smiles. Her energy screams "sex now" and it takes everything I have to look away.

"My mansion, huh?"

"Yes sir. What's wrong? Does my uniform not please you?"

Gotta breathe hard before I start, "No, no, definitely pleases me."

I hear her heels coming closer, and I'm forced to look out the window.

From behind she asks, "If it pleases you sir, why do you look away?"

I'm so turned on, excitement makes my voice crack, "Because if I look at you too long, my pants get tight."

"You're not wearing pants, sir."

I'm frozen when I feel her breath on my neck. I feel light as a feather, my head swimming as she gently holds me still. Breathing on my neck, her lips touching skin. Causing waves of goosebumps to populate my arms.

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to confiscate my robe back, sir."

I feel her hands run down and slowly untie the waist. 

I lean back to her lips, "You'll have to excuse me, I've seemed to lost the control over my hands."

I turn to face her as she unties the waist completely. It's now I take in her outfit. The shiny black latex, the glow of her stalkings. 

I'm so excited, I want to take her face and gorge myself on her lips. Her eyes look up to me with confidence, I can't resist any longer. I grab it, pulling it to mine, taking her lips gently to mine. I match her intensity, even though I want to ravage her without permission.

"Ah-hem!"

I immediately stop, and we both look to the brunette. My dick screams, God-dammit! 

Standing in the doorway, wearing baggy sweatpants, a loose, tacky sweater, Kroc's, her hair a complete mess. Her eyes angry. 

"I'm not playing anymore." She states to both of us.

I look to the slightly confused blonde, then back to her. 

"I'm not playing dress up, or dominatrix, or secret agent."

She stands confidently in the door. The blonde lets go, and we both face her. 

"You say you want to know me, the real me, well, here I am! Is this what you want to know!?"

She shakes her sweater at me. I want to laugh, as I notice the obnoxious cat sweatshirt being waved at me. Her eyes so angry. They catch the smile on my face.

"What!? What's so fucking funny!?...Is this some joke to you!? This is my point! You think that-"

She motions to the blonde.

"Is what we wear all the time!?"

"No. I know that." I answer genuinely. 

I put my hands up, and slowly walk to her.

"Even if this isn't the real you, I've never been more turned on by you, because, this...act of defiance, this statement...shows your independence, and genuine...I don't deserve you...or this, but I am lucky."

I'm a couple of feet from her now.

"...fortunate to get whatever, or whoever you truly are..."

She stands less confident, I see nervousness. Unsure.

"I know you still don't trust me, I know you have that fucking stun gun behind your back..."

She blinks, and shows me it with a sly smile. 

"...I just want to kiss you right now."

She eyes me for a moment. "Try me."

I move slow, hands up till I'm inches from her. I take a moment to study her beauty, before I slowly move my hands to her face. She slightly reaches her face to mine, her eyes still untrusting. 

My right hand moves to her chin, my left gently combs her hair, till I caress the back of her skull. It's then I feel the stun gun's prongs on my neck. Her eyes aren't as green as they stare up at me. 

I push my lips to hers and envelop hers. Kissing her with everything I have. I feel the prongs press harder, and I pull her into me. Kissing, mashing her lips into mine.

Her right hand moves to my hip. She doesn't pull away. 

My right hand runs down her arm, to her hand. She tries to jerk it away, but I hold her wrist, keeping the stun gun to my neck. Her eyes meet mine in surprise. I push forward with my lips, till her eyes close. I feel her give into me. Embrace me.

Her hand drops the stun gun, and moves to my neck, pulling me into her. I feel a thud at my feet. I run my hands under her sweater, pulling her petite frame into mine. Her ribs press into me as I hold her close. 

I hear her moan, as I'm pulled back. The blonde is right there.

"Now, I'm jealous."

It's there I get to share my first three way kiss. Experiencing something the teenage me only dreamed about. All while wearing a pink bathrobe. 

We peel off clothes like wild animals, moving to the bedroom like a rotating tornado of busy arms and stumbling legs. I let them throw me to the bed. This time they don't tie me up. We take turns with force.

They've driven me crazy with restraint, punishment, reward. With my hands free, I want to caress every inch of both girls. I want to touch, feel what they're every inch feels like. I want to taste their sweat. Inhale their aromas.

I bite the blonde's lip gently, running my lips from her chin to her neck. I breathe on her neck, and hear her whisper, 

"Bite me, show me how to bite you."

I pull her with force into me until I hear her gasp, and bite down on the back of her neck. With just enough force to make her moan. My hand runs up her head, gently pulling her mohawk to tilt her head back. I bite hard enough to let her know how hard, random impulsive bites to surprise.

I hear her moan a low, "Oh god."

Hearing her, this weak, this exposed. I can't resist, I have to have her lips back on mine. I pull her into a passionate kiss that she reciprocates with force. I let her lips control the moment, her head pushes me back and our lips separate. The brunette to is there.

"Show me." 

She grabs my face with both hands and pulls me into her. I feel the blonde let go, as the brunette forces me into her.

I match her, then take control. My lips travel to cheek, then I breathe into her ear, my teeth pinching the bottom of her ear. I linger for a second before surprising her by lunging into her neck. 

Her gasp moves to a higher pitch moan. Surprising her with biting, she gleefully gasps. I feel her body shiver, going weak in my arms. Her hands, blindly pulling my face to hers.

Her lips are dry, and I wet them with my tongue before she pushes into me, demanding control. My will becomes submissive to her whim. It fuels her. Her kiss. She teases me with her tongue. I try to reciprocate, but she sucks my tongue, keeping it sucked into her mouth.

Her eyes are confident, as she holds me with her mouth. Both hands holding me tight.

My hands weakly hold her, when she lets go.

"You made me cum. Do it again."

My eyes light up, and I take her neck without hesitation. Biting, then gnawing on the same spot. My reflexes fast, and immediately take her body, pulling her head to the side. 

Her whimpering my ear, drives me harder. Her hands try to protest.

I overpower her, feeling her resist, then come into me. Her body quivers, and she moans out loud. 

I feel her body pulse, going weak in my arms. I stop biting. My lips breathe gently next to her ear, as I feel her recover. Her breaths are deep. Her hair is damp, and I slide her bangs back, to see her eyes. They go from shock to exhaustion, glazing over.

"Yes, no?" I whisper in her ear, knowing her answer. 

She nods, smiling as she catches her breath.

I look over to the blonde, who now lays watching from the bed. One hand behind her, the other hidden in her panties.

Her smile cues me, and I tug the brunette to the bed.

I crawl to the blondes feet, gently pulling her heels off. Kissing her stalkings to her knee.

"Fix my stalkings." She gently commands.

I'm excited to hear, and take my time making sure both are pulled high. Her breaths getting deeper above me. Her hand moves faster under the white silk.

I finish her right, then left. Hovering right above her faster moving hand. I lean in close, close enough to smell her excitement. Breathing hard just inches from her, we stare each other down, until her hand comes up for air.

Her index and middle finger come up to my mouth. I clean both with my tongue, never break eye contact. 

Her hand moves up my face, over my forehead. I take the cue, and pull her panties to the side, then begin the process of spelling out the alphabet with my tongue.

She laughs and moans, "E...F...G...mmm..."

Her hands grab my head, holding it strong. I angle and flick the tip of my tongue deep inside her. Her nylons rub into my ears as her legs tighten around me.

My hands hold her into me, my eyes drift to hers. Her right hand releases from head, making its way to my left. It lets go of her hip, and locks in a tight grip.

With her teeth grit, she looks down to me. Patience, anticipation, ecstasy, surprise, euphoria, all in that order.

Her legs release their grip, and her heavy panting is my cue. My eyes look up to her mischievously.

I am so turned on by the look of shock in her eyes as a response. 

My right hand tightens its grip on her hip, and my tongue pushes forward.

She continues to look down on me with surprise, and I try to one up my game. My tongue forms a "C" and I rock it over her most sensitive area. Her eyes glaze over, and I feel a faint resistance before she accepts the incoming pulsive wave of orgasm.

It takes her faster than she expects. Her body arches. Her bottom lip quivers. Her eyes looks hopeless to me as I hear.

"Mmmmmooooooyyyy-gaaaaooooowwwddd!"

Her gasps turn to pants. She lets out a laughing moan, then shoves me back.

"No, no, no more from you."

I lean back on my knees, and look to the brunette laughing next to her. She looks to me with tepid anticipation, at my next move. She wears only her matching black bra and panties. 

"You." I say as a demand, just to see the look of surprise register on her face before I head south on her. I hear her gasp as my face heads straight towards her crotch. 

"Oh!-Oh! Easy!...Eas-see."

I smile to myself catching her that off guard. Her body is static, jumping at my every touch. So I slow down. 

Breathing directly onto her panties with deep breaths. I gently pull her panties off, she lifts herself to help.

My face returns, and my tongue tries to recite the alphabet backwards. Getting lost after "W", I often forget letters until I jump to "M", then work my way forward. 

My hands pull her into me from her backside. Her right hand slides down to my head. I feel resistance and hesitate until I see she wants eye contact.

"Oh..,oh-dear...just...just one!...Promise meeee!"

I smile and giggle is muffled, as I dive back in. Her left hand finds its way down to my right, and she uses it to pivot her crotch to my mouth. My tongue cramps, and I struggle to reach "A".

I literally want to quit as my jaw begins to ache. My tongue is losing its flexibility, I finally hear her begin to climax.

"Oh-Ohhh-Ohhhhh-Yeeeeaaaaassisss!"

I feel her lower body lunge into me, her upper body arches back. Her gentle grip on my head turns to playful slaps.

"No...no more...no more, your turn."

I reluctantly raise up, and look to see her euphoric smile. 

Two sets of hands shove me to the bed. The brunette helps the blonde undress from the maid outfit. She wears only her white thigh highs.

The blonde helps the brunette, removing her bra, then they both embrace. The blonde kisses the brunette's neck from behind. Her hands cupping, massaging her small chest.

She cranes her face so their lips can meet. The two share a kiss as their bodies melt into each other.

They stop, both eyes look to me. 

I can only bite my lip and try to look grateful for whatever comes next.

Each girl lunge for an arm. The blonde my right, the brunette at my left. I'm instantly surprised by the force they use. And my inability to move them. 

This excites them and I hear their giggles as they both lunge face first into each side of my neck.

I have no chance as I can't even move fast enough. I'm paralyzed. All the blood in my body rushes south. One thing is hard while the rest of my body lies soft. 

They coo and laugh at my lack of fight. My wrists being forced in different directions. 

"Awww...poor, poor baby." One taunts.

I try and pull away, and laugh desperately as I'm held down without much effort. 

"It's like he wants to be our weak little sex doll!" The other says into my ear.

I focus, and try to pull free. They both hold leverage over me, and all I can do is squirm as they giggled own at me.

"How do you want to be tied?" One asks.

"Criminal? Spread?...Or how about we keep you weak, and hold you down?"

I stop resisting to catch my breath, "I'm...I'm not even trying."

The brunette shoves her face into mine, her lips barely touch mine, "Then try. I. Dare. You."

She pulls back, her eyes never leaving mine. I surprise the blonde, yanking my wrist free from her grip. Pulling the brunette over me, she rolls onto her back in between the blonde and I.

I have position on her, hovering over her, I struggle to grab her wrists. She fights back, and I can't get control on her before the blonde bites down on my exposed neck. 

"You...fuck...stop." I whimper before falling face first onto the bed.

She stays on top. Pinning me dos with her weight. Biting me like a vulture, feasting on its prey. 

My eyelids fluttering, I feel them pull my boxers off. My hands swim on the bed, before I can get up, they turn me over. My eyes focus, just as the brunette locks her lips onto minded. I feel the blondes mouth on my chest, working its way south.

My hands move to touch, but both are pinned down. I'm unable to move, other than my lips, which swim to keep up with hers.

I feel the blonde's mouth run up and down my hips. Her mouth latches on my hip bone, and I jump. She continues, circling and licking all the sensitive areas.

The blonde's mouth engulfs me. This could be the greatest feeling I've ever had. The brunette disappears southward, soon after both my hands are released. 

Both girls begin pleasuring me, in different ways. The brunette's soft hands, the blonde's deep throat.

I'm riding the orgasm roller coaster. Before I can tell them to slow, I'm exploding. Endorphins, my body stretching and going rigid. Both girls hold me down, one swallows.

Both amazing. Best I've ever had, and not because I'm living out a twisted fantasy. But that does help. 

They return to me, and we lay together in a naked mess of exhaustion under the smell of sex. We cuddle, explore and run our hands over each other. Living in this moment, all feels perfect. None of us ruining it with words.