The Bed frame

My wife Christie and I used to own an old pull-out couch from when I was single.  It was a horrid blue, and not very comfortable, and Christie really hated it.  The one redeeming feature was that when you pulled it out to make a bed, but took off the thin mattress pad, it left a wire frame with square holes about 10 inches across.  Christie and I discovered that if I lay on the frame, my penis would fit through the openings and hang down, where she could quite easily suck on it if she lay beneath the frame.  She liked that I wasn’t weighing down on her and I loved the feeling of her sensuous mouth sucking on my hard member until I exploded down her waiting throat.

Well, her hatred for the ugly couch finally won out when our friend Carmel needed an extra bed for her new place.  So, we loaded it up in the back of my trusty truck and drove it down to Carmel’s place in Sacramento.  Carmel is an attractive woman who we both became friends with when she lived on the base with us.  She subsequently got divorced and had to live in another spot, which is why she needed our couch.

When we got down to Sac, we unloaded the couch for Carmel and helped her move it into her spare room.  Once she got it where she wanted it, she approached us saying, “Hey guys, I like to thank you by taking you out to lunch if you are agreeable.  However, I have a hair appointment. If you can wait about an hour until I’m done, I’ll take you then.  You can just stay here if you like.”

Consulting with my lovely wife, we realized we had nowhere to be, and liking Carmel’s company, agreed wholeheartedly.  Happy that we took her up on her offer, Carmel left us alone and set out to have her hair done.

“So what do you want to do while we wait,” my beauty asked me with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Well dear,” I replied mischievously, “you know after today we’ll never have the couch again.  Can we use it one more time… you know ‘use it’, for old time’s sake”.  I was already growing hard with the thought of Christie’s talented mouth sucking on Jake.

“Okay, but you’ll owe me one,” she told me.  Christie has always liked the way I can make her cum by using my mouth on her soft mound, and will often give me a great blow job if she knows I’ll owe her one. Then, taking me by the hand, she led me back to the spare room.  “Remove your clothes now dearest,” she told me while going to the closet.

Not wanting to disappoint her, I slowly removed my clothing.  Christie was rummaging around in the closet now going though some drawers and looked over her shoulder at me.  “Oh no, that won’t do,” she sighed looking at me.

“What?”

“You have to remove your socks if you expect me to go along with this,” she explained pointing to my feet.  Noticing that I had indeed forgotten to pull of my socks, I quickly complied until I was standing in the room buck naked in all my glory.

Satisfied, Christie smiled and said, “Now assume the position tough guy”

I gingerly lay myself across the hard metal frame of the bed after opening up the couch and removing the mattress pad.  I had to move carefully to avoid hurting myself.  When I was far enough up, I braced my feet against the bottom part of the frame and positioned my penis between the wires.  Lowering myself fully, I felt the cold frame hold up my flesh, the cold metal exciting my skin, my expectations growing.  I could see my erection pointing down beneath the frame.  I was imagining the sight of my beautiful wife, her soft lips wrapped around my shaft, gently sucking me off as I climaxed, trembling on the bed frame. 

Christie came back to the frame and said, “Well, well… that’s a good start, but I think we need one more thing to make it more interesting.”  So saying, she produced what she found in the closet, a bunch of Carmel’s scarves.  Not immediately knowing what she was referring to, I was perplexed. 

Christie then took my left hand in hers.  She kissed my fingers and then stretched my wrist out away from my body fastening it to the bed frame with a scarf.

“Oh, that’s what you mean,” I said, “and why, pray tell are you doing this?”

“I know you, and you tend to jump around too much when I’m doing this.” She explained.  This way I won’t have to fight to keep you where I want you.  You don’t mind, do you?”

“Well, I suppose not,” I said, little knowing what was to come.

My scheming wife then stretched my right hand far above my body pulling my torso tight and also tied my wrist down.  She then proceeded to do the same to both my ankles until I was stretched in a spread-eagle across the frame, totally at her mercy.  Then, to my surprise she also tied one last long scarf around my neck effectively keeping my head from moving more than a little bit in any direction. 

I was feeling very vulnerable and slightly apprehensive, but trusted my wife implicitly.  When she leaned over and slowly ran her delicate hands across my back, down to my rear and gave it a pinch, I jumped.

“See,” she chuckled, “I needed all those scarves just to keep you under control.  Not that you seem to be minding it.”  This last statement was caused by her peaking under the frame to look at my dick, which after her touch had stared to get long and hard. 

Just then, before she could begin, we heard a car door slam.  Looking outside Christie exclaimed, “Its Carmel!”

“Damn!” I exclaimed, “What is she doing back so soon?  Let me out of these scarves and go stall her.”

“I’ll have to stop her first, she’s already coming inside.” Christie said and left in a hurry, closing the door behind her.

There I was, trapped on the bed frame, naked and helpless. I tried to escape my predicament, but Christie had done too good a job on her knots, thus preventing my escape.  I heard the ladies talking in the front room, and wondered what was taking so long.  All she had to do was make up some story and come back to untie me.  After an agonizing five minutes I heard footsteps and the door open up. 

“Well love, I think we have a slight change in plans,” said Christie.  “Carmel’s beautician canceled her appointment, so that’s why she got back so soon.  Not to worry though, I told her that you were, ‘all tied up’.”

“That’s a relief,” I answered.  “Now please untie me, I can’t get free.”

“Oh no, I don’t think so,” she answered, “Carmel was interested in what was tying you up, so I told her.  She wanted to see for herself.”

To my horror I next heard Carmel’s voice saying, “Hey cutie, you seem to be a pickle now, don’t you?”

I was mortified.  Here I was completely naked, tied spread-eagled to the frame and there was Carmel seeing the whole thing.  “Okay, joke times over… you can untie me now” I said getting very embarrassed.

“Hey look, he’s blushing,” mentioned my wife. 

“All over too, isn’t that cute,” added Carmel.

“Very funny, very funny.  Are you going to untie me or what?”

“I vote for ‘or what’. What do you think Carmel?” asked Christie, “Want to have a little fun first?  It’s not like we get this opportunity every day, is it?”

“Oh definitely… I’ll follow your lead.”

I tried to voice my complaints more strenuously, but the girls would have nothing of it.  They came around the bed until I could see them standing next to me appraising me like a piece of beef.  I began to get nervous and again told them to let me up.  Carmel turned to Christie and said, “He sure likes to complain a lot, doesn’t he?”

“Yea, but I think I have a solution for that”.  So saying my scheming lover produced another two scarves.  “Open up your mouth now honey.  We need some peace and quiet.”

I kept my mouth closed.  Christie had other ideas though, and pinched my nose until I opened my mouth for air.  She then pushed one scarf into my mouth then tied it in place with the second one.  This effectively silenced me from making any noises except grunts.

Surveying her handiwork, Christie turned to Carmel and said with a grin, “That’s much better.  Hey, want to see how he can twitch?”

“Sound like fun,” replied Carmel, who I saw was also sporting the same mischievous grin.

Christie then walked over to the nightstand and took up a candle.  Lighting it with a match she walked over to my bound body, suspended the candle over my backside, and looked at Carmel.  “Ready?”

I tried to say something but all that came out was a muffled “ugh, ugh” and like I said before, I was effectively trapped.  I shook my head to signal “no”, but they either didn’t see, or didn’t care, for a few seconds went by and then I felt the drop of wax fall on my exposed rear end.  I felt a sharp shot of pain hit me.  It didn’t hurt badly, but it was sharp and focused.  Uncontrollably, my body jerked against my ties.

“Hey, that’s cool, he does twitch nicely,” admired Carmel.  “Mind if I try too?”

“Be my guest, we’re all friends here,” answered Christie.

Carmel then went and got her own candle.  I was dreading what was to come, but couldn’t stop it.  Carmel then went around to the other side and lowered her candle also.  “Not too low,” cautioned Christie, “you don’t want to burn him, just make it sting a bit”

The candle rose up a bit and moments later another jolt hit my backside.  Again I jerked against my scarves and muffled unintelligible grunts.  The girls were really enjoying themselves now and they took turns making me jump to their whim. 

They “ooh’ed” and “Ahh’d” as the splotches landed on my exposed skin, commenting on the different colors of wax.  They seemed to be trying to create a work of art, and I was their canvas.

They noticed that the wax was making nice little splotches against my ass and decided to make a game out of trying to write their names on my vulnerable back side.  I was hypersensitive from the constant stings and when one of them rubbed my ass and gave it a hard spank, it really made me jump.

“Hey look at that, I guess he likes this,” said Christie pointing below the bed to Carmel.

Looking beneath the frame, Carmel spied my hard-on which was now extremely erect and throbbing to the beating of my heart.  “Say, you’re a lucky girl, Christie, he’s quite ‘well hung’, literally as well as figuratively.  I don’t think that it’s right, that he should be the only one getting pleasure from this, do you?”

If I was embarrassed before, I was beyond mortified now as Christie reached out to take my swollen member in her hand.  Giving it a little shake she said, “Oh you are quite right.  Let me show you what else he’s good at doing…”

With this Christie proceeded to remove her pants and panties and climbed onto the bed frame in front of me.  Carmel watched raptly as Christie wiggled her rear forward until her pussy lips were right in front of my face.  “I guess we’ll have to finally ungag you dearest, but don’t try to talk, your mouth is meant for something else entirely.  I want you to use our tongue for what it does best, and eat me out.  If you expect to ever get released, I guess you will just have to earn it.”

With this, she untied my gag and removed the scarf that was in my mouth.  Not giving me a second to voice any objection she then pushed her wet box onto my mouth.  I was helpless and had to do as she said.  I did my best to push my tongue into her waiting wetness trying to find her little clit.  It was difficult without the use of my hands, but I did my best.  The damn scarf around my neck made it double difficult as well.

“I think he needs some more motivation,” I heard Carmel say behind me.  Again I felt the sting of the hot wax fall on my body and I thrashed as much as my ties would allow.

“Hey that’s good,” moaned Christie, “He thrust his tongue even deeper inside me, keep doing that”. 

I was trapped, Carmel kept dropping hot wax onto my sensitive body and I kept doing my best to please my turned on wife.  All the while excited beyond belief, but unable to get even the slightest stimulation for myself.  With my prick hanging below the wire frame, nothing was providing any direct stimulation to that most sensitive part of my anatomy.  I could feel my cock straining beneath me.

“Hey, he looks like a little puppy licking like that,” observed Carmel trying to embarrass me further.

“Oh he does,” agreed Christie.  “Hey little puppy, lick me some more.  But Carmel, he’s missing his little tail to wag.”

“Oh, I could fix that if you’d like,” she remarked.  Upon receiving a nod of approval from my hot wife, she disappeared for a bit.  When she returned, she came to the top of the bed, grabbed my hair and pulled my head up showing what she had retrieved.  To my dismay she displayed a long rubber dildo and a bottle of hand lotion.  Pushing my head back down into Christie’s dripping pussy, she greased up her sex toy. She positioned it against my tight puckered back door and pushing firmly, fed that long piece of rubber into my rear.  It felt like it was filling me up to capacity.  When I felt that I couldn’t take any more, I tried to tighten my hole.  However Carmel didn’t stop until she fed most of it into me.  It now stayed in place on it’s own, part of it poking out, waving in the air.

“Oh, much better,” observed Christie.  “Hey little puppy, wag your tail for me now or Carmel might just have to spank you.”

Not wanting that, I tried my best to move my backside while eating her out.  I felt so silly with her toy waving out of my rear end, but didn’t dare push it out for fear they’d come up with something even more diabolical.

When I could get a breath for air, I could look up and see my fantastic, sexy wife becoming more and more excited.  Her eyes were closed and her head thrown back, legs spread on either side of my head.  Her sweet juices were all over my face now.  I was able to suck on her clit and pull it into my mouth while rubbing it furiously with my straining tongue.

After a while, she couldn’t take any more and with a loud yell, Christie grabbed hold of my hair and crushed my face to her throbbing pussy.  Almost smothering me she came as wave upon wave as her orgasm finally crashed over her hot body.  Finally she lay back panting.

“Okay, I’ve done my job, you can let me go now” I said meekly, raising my head up as far as I could.

“Oh not quite yet dear, you’ve only earned half of your parole,” sighed my spent wife.  “I bet that Carmel could use a little relief as well.”

“Oh, most assuredly, that looked like loads of fun,” replied our friend grinning.

With this, Carmel helped Christie climb off the frame.  Then Carmel striped completely naked to stand in front of me.  I noticed she had a fine body and that she shaved her pussy.  She was already excited evidenced by the stream of fluid streaking down her shapely thighs.

In no time I was working hard again, this time thrusting my tongue in Carmel’s hot box.  It tasted differently than Christie’s, but good in a different way.  Christie proceeded to tie a bit of yarn around Jake’s swollen head and gave the other end to Carmel saying, “Here you go, if you want him to go faster, tug once.  If slower, yank twice.” 

Then Christie got her candle and started her turn to make me twitch with each drop of wax that fell on me.  I guess it had been a while for Carmel to get eaten out, because in no time she began to writhe on the frame.  Soon I felt another sensation as Jake was jerked by his little leash.  I did as instructed and worked even more furiously trying to put my tongue deeper into Carmel.  She was obviously enjoying it as she was rubbing her swollen nipples with her left hand and every once in a while giving instruction to me by pulling on the cord attached to my raging hard erection.

I raised my eyes and could see the fire growing in Carmel’s.  I gave her a wink which must have been enough to send her over the edge. Screaming, “Oh yes, Oh yes,” Carmel grabbed my hair too and pulled my face into her bare snatch.  She was constantly tugging on the cord now, and Christie was basically just pouring wax over my exposed body.  Just when Carmel popped, all those sensations also sent me over the edge.  All the blood rushed to my head as I came in a mighty crescendo.  It felt like a gallon of sperm erupted out of my dick, splashing onto the floor, as I came too.

We were both yelling and I was pulling against my ties with all my might.  My muscles were straining across my back and arms.  I felt light headed and almost passed out from the force of my orgasm.  Carmel thrashed uncontrollably, squeezing my head between her firm thighs.  Finally spent, we both went limp, breathing hard.

“Oh my, oh my.” Was all Carmel could whimper for a while as she held my face firmly onto her engorged pussy lips.  Finally she slowly got off the bed with Christie’s help and hugged her tightly.  “Thanks girlfriend, you don’t know how much I needed that”. 

“No problem, friends should always share,” She said and turned away, arm in arm with Carmel.

“Hey, what about me?” I asked weakly.

“Oh dear, just look at the mess you made.  We never gave you permission to cum.  Normally when a puppy makes a mess we rub it’s nose in it.  However, I guess you’ll just have to remain tied up there and try to get your freedom back in a little while.  Hey Carmel, want to get that that lunch you promised?  We could come back afterwards to see if my talented hubby can earn his release.”

Closing the door behind them Carmel snickered, “Great idea, but I have a feeling he’s not going to earn if for quite a while… say, you don’t have to be anywhere tomorrow, do you?”

-- The end.

The Frame – part II

Those two scheming girls left me all alone and tied to the bed frame for the longest time.  At first I was just uncomfortable, but after a while the wire frame began to sting my flesh where they pressed into it.  I was also getting cramps from being tied spread eagle, and only able to move the slightest bit in any direction.  Pulling on my extremities, I could feel the scarves tied too tightly to permit me much freedom in any direction.  I longed to be able to just pull my arms in.

After what seemed like an eternity, I finally heard the front door open up.  Their laughter rang out in the house and soon their footsteps came closer as they approached where I was held at their mercy.

I heard the door open and Carmel exclaim, “Ooh, the poor dear.  Did we leave him locked up all by himself?  He looks hungry Christie.”

“He sure does,” replied my sexy wife.  “We want him to get his strength back.  Hey dear, we brought you a ‘doggy bag’ from our lunch.  Are you hungry?  If you want something to eat, show us by wagging your tail.”

Those infernal women had left Carmel’s rubber dildo sticking halfway out of my rear end from their last adventure.  As I was in no position to do anything about it, and being positively famished, I complied with their request and did my best to wiggle my backside.  I could feel her sex toy waving in the air.

“I see our little puppy is hungry.  Let’s see what we can do to fix that.” Laughed Christie.

They went away and returned a few minutes later and came to the head of the bed where I could see them.  They were both still glowing from the orgasms I had given them earlier.  Carmel had a bowl in one hand and a Styrofoam box in the other.  “Your thoughtful wife kept our table scraps for you.  Now lick her hand like a good puppy and we’ll set them out for you.”

Christie put her hand in front of my face and I licked it softly.  She petted my head while Carmel dumped the food into the bowl and placed it on the bed frame in front of my face.

“Hey, how am I supposed to eat this while tied up?  Aren’t you going to release me?” I asked.

“Be quiet, dear,” Christie said.  “If you don’t want to be gagged again, you better be happy with what we brought you.  Plus puppies don’t use forks.  I guess you’ll just have to figure it out yourself.  Hey Carmel, let’s get a drink while he eats his dinner.”

So saying, they left the room.  I was left staring at a bowl of their scraps.  As famished as I was, I decided I better eat.  I moved the bowl to my mouth with my teeth and put my face down into it.  At first I tried not to make a mess, but finally gave it up and just put my face into the bowl and began to chow down.  As engrossed as I was, I didn’t notice that the ladies had returned until I heard laughter from beside me.

“It looks like our puppy likes his food,” remarked Carmel.

I turned and saw that the girls had set up chairs and were watching me with amused expressions on their faces.  They had a bottle of wine between them and were obviously enjoying themselves immensely. 

“Oh, don’t let us interrupt your dinner,” said Christie, “just dig right in.  Eat while you can because we’re probably going to be using that talented mouth of yours again very soon.”

The ladies drank and chatted and generally taunted me while I ate the scraps out of the bowl.  The especially liked to toast each other on what had transpired previously that morning and wonder why they never thought of doing that before.

Finally their bottle was drained and they looked hungrily in my direction.  I smiled at them and asked, “Hey girls, isn’t it time to untie me.  I mean enough is enough, isn’t it?”

“Sweetheart, we’ll tell you when we’re done with you,” answered Carmel.  “Isn’t that right girlfriend?”

“We’re your guests here.  It would be quite rude of us to leave so soon.”  Answered Christie grinning from ear to ear.

With this and a whispered conference they moved down to the foot of the bed.  They had obviously discussed what their next plan of attack was going to be because they got right to business.  Tying a rope around my right foot, they looped it around my left.  Then they untied my left foot and pulled on the rope, which brought my feet together firmly.  If I had any idea of being able to escape, their plan effectively squashed that. They tied the rope keeping my feet now bound together and tied by the scarf to the frame.

I felt someone’s hands grab the dildo and play with it for a minute.  They pushed it inside me even further and I grunted as I felt it penetrate deeper into my ass.  I saw Christie come up to my face and kiss me saying, “I guess turnabout’s fair play, hugh?  You always want to do me in the rear.  How do you like it for a change big boy?  Carmel mentioned at lunch how she always wanted to do this and I gave her my blessing.”

I definitely got a better appreciation for why my wife ways balked at anal sex as Carmel continued to fuck my ass with her toy for several minutes.  My rear was violated by her long dildo as she fucked me hard, occasionally spanking my ass at the same time.  All the while my sexy wife held my face and kissed me on the lips.  Every once in a while she’d peak over to see Carmel giving me a good pounding, and I could see her smile at the situation I was in.  Finally, tired of that game, Carmel removed it completely.  I could feel my back door tingling from the sensations, glad to be rid of the intruder.

Now they went to the head of the bed and tied my hands the same way as my feet.   But this time they left my left hand tied.  This left me tied with my hands and feet firmly together and my body diagonally across the bedframe.  Actually, I felt wonderful not to be tied in a spread eagle anymore.  I could feel the knots in my shoulders relax.  After untying my neck, they got to one side and gently rolled me over onto my back.  I felt like a piece of meat on the cutting block.

“Hey look at the nice checker board pattern the wires made in his skin,” said Carmel.

“Lets play tic-tac-toe, shall we,” said Christie.  Picking up the red candle she said, “I’ll be red.”

Carmel agreed and they both lit their candles one more time.  They took turns letting their candle wax drop onto my chest to play their game.  I couldn’t help but stare at the end of Christie’s wick.  I tensed as I saw a blob of wax form, and gather at the tip.  I steeled myself as I saw it fall in slow motion to sizzle on my chest.  However it did no good and I jerked against my bonds to the delight of the girls.

They continued playing tic-tac-toe, with me as the board.  Each time, like before, I jumped when the wax dropped onto my sensitive skin.  I don’t know if it was worse before, when I didn’t know when the drop would fall, or now when I could see it.  Luckily, soon it was over.

“Aw, a tie,” pouted Carmel.  “Want a rematch?”

“I don’t think so.  We had other plans, remember,” replied my wife.

With this she had taken up one of the scarves and began to tie it around my prick.  Impossibly, while I was getting stimulated from the wax, I had become aroused again.  Christie tied it around both my balls separating them from my long shaft.

Smiling, my devious wife said, “Since you made a mess last time we played, dear.  I hope this will keep you from cumming again.  Carmel and I decide when and where you are to cum, is that clear?”

I nodded my head.  I remember what she had said last time about ‘rubbing my nose in it’ and hoped she had been kidding.  I hoped.

“Is it time for him to try to earn his release again?” asked Carmel with that mischievous grin back on her lips.

“Boy, you can’t wait, can you?” remarked Christie.  “If you need it so badly, you can go first.”

Carmel didn’t need any more encouragement and quickly removed her clothing.  Again I appreciated her smooth snatch and realized I probably was going to get another close up view. 

I was right because she climbed onto the bed frame and with Christie’s assistance, put one leg on either side of my head.  I was looking up at her now, standing over my head.  I could see her pussy lips were already swollen and her fluid was seeping out.  She gingerly lowered herself slowly down.  Tied as I was to the bed frame, I just lay there as I saw her cunt approach my mouth.

Holding to the top of the bed frame, she was now kneeling over my face.  She lowered herself until her snatch was mere inches from my mouth.  “Stick out that tongue, stud.” She said.  “You did such a good job before; I’m still tingling from my orgasm.”

I stuck out my tongue and lifted my head until it touched her tender flesh between her legs.  She immediately moaned and wiggled her hips.  I couldn’t reach any further, but she grabbed my hair and pulled my head up further so I could separate her lips with my tongue, probing for her pleasure button with my wet thrusts.

Soon, I then felt another sensation, this one quite a bit further down.  It seemed that Christie did not want to wait her turn and had another way to use my body for her pleasure.  This didn’t bother me too much, as it involved her putting my long erection into her hot box.  She must have removed her clothes as well, because I got a glimpse of her hot body straddling my hips as she slowly impaled herself on my waiting dick. 

“Oh yea!” I moaned

“No talking!” scolded Carmel slapping me lightly across the cheek.  “You mouth is for me to use.”

With that she lowered herself fully onto my face.  I was smothered by her soft skin, her juices filling up my mouth as I tried my best to eat her out.  I was able now to get to her clit as her lips were spread wide from the blood flowing to her womanhood.

All the while I could feel my sexy wife sliding up and down on my hard pole.  I could feel the scarf tied to my balls while she treated me like a pogo stick.  She reached out and put her hands on Carmel’s shoulders to steady herself. 

Carmel was lost in the sensations I was creating in her sex, and began to buck against my chin.  She leaned way back and Christie caught her, putting her arms around Carmel’s waist.  Christie was able to keep her hips moving over mine.  Looking up, I saw that Carmel was approaching another orgasm, so I licked as hard as I could. 

Carmel took Christie’s hands in her own and raised them to her large breasts.  I could see that her nipples were pointing out like rockets and she took Christie’s hands to them.  Christie seemed a little hesitant at first, but obviously the sensations of my hard pole deep within her had also aroused her immensely, melting her normal inhibitions.

Without another thought, Christie began to need Carmel’s large tits.  She rubbed them and spent extra time on her nipples.  Pinching them hard sent Carmel over the edge and for the second time that day she came.  Bucking hard at first, she then went rigid and trembled all over.  Her juices poured over my face and she let her head back and screamed in ecstasy. 

I looked up to see Carmel’s head thrown back against Christie’s shoulder.  Christie meanwhile was nuzzling her neck and rubbing her tits, all the while riding me like a cowgirl.  Her own breathing was getting more urgent, and I could sense that she was getting very excited as well.

After a few minutes of this Christie began to moan loudly, “Oooh, yea… I’m getting closer.  Almost there now….”

“Wait, I want to see you cum,” said Carmel and with a deft motion rotated herself atop my face.  She still put her pussy right over my mouth, so I had to continue to tongue her wetness.  Unfortunately, I was staring up at her tight puckered rear.  However, as she stayed up on her knees, I could see Christie riding my dick.  It looked fabulous sliding in and out of her hot box.

The two fully aroused women leaned against each other now for support, their hands tenderly exploring each other’s bodies.  Tentatively, Carmel took Christie’s face in her hands and raising it to hers, gave her an experimental kiss on the lips. 

Now my wife has never done anything with another woman before, but I guess being so excited melted her normal reservations.  She kissed Carmel back, and I was treated to the site of the two women, kissing furiously while using my body for their pleasure.

As their tongues explored each other’s mouths I could sense that Christie was close to cumming.  I bucked beneath her as hard as I could, thrusting my hard pole furiously inside her hot, wet, pussy.  She clutched Carmel as she started to have her orgasm.

I decided to see if I could get Carmel going again, and moved my tongue to her tight, puckered rear door.  I could immediately see this was a good thing as she let out a squeal of delight and wiggled her rear end.  I pushed hard and inserted it into her back door which set her off.

Both women were now in the throes of passion.  Their cries of ecstasy muffled into each other’s mouths.  Both shuddered and Carmel stiffened again.  Christie broke her kiss and threw her head back with a shout.

It took a few minutes, but their orgasms finally passed and they looked a little hesitant at what they had just done with each other.  Carmel looked into Christie’s eyes and said, “oh well, I guess we’re just better friends now, hugh?”

“I won’t tell if you won’t,” my sweet wife replied.  With this they both helped themselves off of me, their bodies glistening with perspiration due to their erotic exploits.

“Hey, what about me?” I asked in my most pleading voice.

“Oh poor dear, look at him Carmel.  He’s all hard and throbbing.  Whatever shall we do?” said Christie moving to sit on one side of the bed frame.

“I don’t know,” replied Carmel.  “I suppose we could reward him since he did such a good job.”

Christie leaned over and gave my shaft a quick kiss on its head which sent an electric shudder through me.  She then took my dick in her hand and slowly massaged it up and down.  Carmel had moved around the other side of the bed frame and sat down opposite Christie.  Leaning over, she produced two clothes pins.  “This should help stimulate you,” she said and put them onto my already swollen nipples. 

They stung my sensitive nipples, but I was so turned on that I didn’t care.  The scarf tied tightly around my cock was causing my shaft to distend and turn purple as Christie slowly jerked me off.  Carmel then leaned over and put her hand over Christie’s.  The sight of both of them, moving their hands over my erection was incredible. 

My body was reacting without my conscience thought, and I was starting to thrust my hips in time to their hand motions.  I began panting and straining against my ropes.  Sensing that I was getting ready to blow my load, Christie took Carmel’s hand off of my prick and looking in her eyes said, “I think that’s good enough.  He’s about to make another mess.”

“What?” I exclaimed.  “Please, finish me off.   I want to cum so badly it hurts.”

Getting up from the frame, the girls put their arms around each other and began to head for the door.  Looking over her shoulder Christie said, “It’s still early dear.  I think Carmel and I need a shower to clean up, plus we need to have dinner still.  If you are a good boy, maybe we’ll let you cum later.  We have to save your strength, you know.”

“I wonder how many times we can get him close, but not allow him to cum?” wondered Carmel.  “Your visit has been the most fun.  You need to come down every weekend, and be sure to bring your puppy,” and with a wink, they closed the door on me.

-- Fini

The Bed Frame III

I was left alone again in that room.  It seemed like I was going to spend a bit more time tied to this infernal bed frame.  At least this time I wasn’t pulled apart, my muscles straining. 

After trying for the umpteenth time pulling at my bonds, to make sure there was no hope of escape, I settled down and relaxed.  I tried to get comfortable on the frame, but the wired kept sinking into my sensitive skin.  The most sensitive was my rear, which had not only undergone a battle with dripping wax, but a serious hammering by a long dildo.

I heard the door open in the front of the room and I looked up.  My sexy wife Christie poked her head inside.  “Hey dear, what about letting me up now?” I asked.

“That isn’t what I looked in for,” she answered.  “I wanted to see if your swelling had gone down yet.  It seems it has.”  This was in reference to my dick, which despite the scarf tied tightly around it had indeed become flaccid. 

Christie came over to the bed and sat on the edge.  She took my manhood in her soft hands and leaned over.  Opening her mouth, she kept her eyes locked onto mine.  She smiled as she placed the head against her sensual lips.  Without ever breaking eye contact, she inserted my prick into her hot mouth.  Instantly I sprang back into action.

She continued to suck me for several minutes.  I began to feel the pressure build again in-between my legs, signaling the impending orgasm.  Thrusting my hips, I tried my best to push my pole deeper into her throat.

At the last possible second, she pulled away from me, and despite my cries, wouldn’t touch me again.

“Bravo!” I heard a voice from the door saying.  “That was great Christie; I think you had him right on the edge.  Look at the way he’s straining.”  Now she stepped completely into the room with a digital camera.  Taking aim, she proceeded to snap a few pictures of me in my most helpless state, with my long pole, throbbing away, pointing at the ceiling.  “I’ll have to save these for a rainy day,” She said.

Then the ladies started to leave.  I called out after them, “Please girls.  I’ll eat you out again, just let me cum.  I’m dying here.”  Turning around, Carmel came back to the bed frame where I was lying, helpless.  She leaned over and kissed me on the lips.  I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sweetness of her embrace.  Suddenly I felt a scarf again being pushed into my mouth.  She quickly tied it off gagging me again.

“You make too much noise for a puppy,” She said and left the room.  I was going mad from the pressure in my groin, but couldn’t do a damn thing about it.  I heard the girls going back to the kitchen and start talking again.

This time it was a full fifteen minutes before the door opened again.  This time it was Carmel.  “I won the coin toss, stud,” she said with a smirk.  “I get to see how excited I can get you.”

Without another word she came to my bound body and removed the clothespins that were still on my nipples.  If I could have cried out I would have as the blood rushed back into them.  She proceeded to lick and suck on them, causing me to writhe about.  Her hand felt its way down my trapped body until it found my raging erection.  She proceeded to stroke me while sucking on my nipples. 

Then she brought her hand to her mouth and wet her fingers.  Reaching down between my legs she brought her slippery hand to my backside.  Since it had already received one reaming today, my butt hole was already loosened up, and she quickly inserted first one, then two fingers into my dark recess. 

As I moved my hips to her touch, she began to really go to town on my rear.  She stopped sucking on my nipples, and moved down to my crouch to give me some more direct stimulation with her other hand.  I felt like a bowling ball with her fingers inside me, and her other hand going like it was trying to rip off my cock.

“He’s close,” said Christie from the other side of the room.  I was embarrassed to see that she had watched the whole thing and saw how excited I had become from Carmel’s deft handling of my body.  My body was quickly becoming nothing but a toy for these two women’s amusement.

And like the last time, despite me muffled grunts, both girls smiled at me, blew a kiss and left me trapped.  “It’s time we took a shower I think,” said Carmel as they closed the door.

This time something was a bit different though.  I felt that during my last time pulling on my ropes, one had moved a bit.  Pulling on my hands I could see that one was working itself loose.  I tugged and pulled until I finally freed my hand.  After that it was a simple matter to completely untie myself and for the first time in several hours stand up.

I stretched to work out the kinks and my first impulse was to grab my clothes and escape.  However a different thought then entered my mind.  I heard the girls talking in the bathroom and I slipped around the corner careful not to be heard.  Carmel had just gotten out of the shower, and went into her room as Christie took her place. 

I slipped back into the room where I had been tied up, and took up a few scarves.  Then I tiptoed back into the hallway down to Carmel’s room.  Looking in, I noticed she was toweling herself off and not paying attention.  I came up behind her and before she knew what was happening I pulled her hands behind her back and secured them with the scarves.

“What, how?” She sputtered.  Before she could say anything else, however, I decided to do the same thing that they had done to me and gagged her securely with two of the scarves.  She tried to struggle, but I had no problem overpowering her and dragging her back to the room with the bed frame.  I dumped her onto her back, and just like they did to me, I tied her spread eagled to the bed frame.  I had to admit how sexy she looked, naked, and helpless before me.  I bent down and gave her a kiss on the cheek saying, “I’m afraid cutie, that the shoe is on the other foot.  It’s time I got my revenge.  Now don’t go anywhere, I’ll be back soon with your cohort.” 

With this I trailed my fingers down her body, making sure to feel her sumptuous breasts and slide my finger across her shaved pubic region, which made her squirm deliciously on the frame.

Even though I didn’t want to leave, I realized I couldn’t leave Christie to roam free.  So, I went back to the hallway and waited until she finished her shower.  When she stepped out, I was there waiting for her.  I didn’t even give her a chance to voice her surprise before I grabbed her and bound her arms behind her. 

“How’d you get free?” she asked me.

“I don’t know,” I answered, “I guess your little ‘puppy’ is smarter than you figured.  Too bad for you because now I’ll get my revenge on you both.”

With this I proceeded to push her into the spare room where I had already secured Carmel.  Christie’s eyes opened wide as she saw her friend tied down to where they had so recently kept me.  “I think you two are going to have to get a little more ‘cozy’ as there aren’t two frames for me to use.” I told her. 

I maneuvered her to the frame and despite her struggles pushed her down on top of Carmel’s bound body.  I made sure to put them in opposite directions, so Christie’s head was even with Carmel’s sex.  I then took up some scarves and before Christie could wiggle off Carmel, I tied her ankles to Carmel’s wrists, spread wide on the bed.  I then untied her hands from behind her back and fastened them to Carmel’s ankles. 

Stepping back, I admired my work and was quite pleased.  Both ladies were tied in a spread eagle, one on top of the other.  Their naked flesh pressed onto each other.  I had to keep a memory of this forever, so I took up Carmel’s camera and took a few shots from all directions.

“What are you going to do to us, honey?” asked Christie.

“I think the better question is ‘what are you going to do to each other, dear.  Since you are in such a good position, I figure you should eat each other out.  I mean, you really seemed to enjoy having me do it.”

Christie replied, “I’m not doing that.” And Carmel grunted in what I could only assume was something along the same line.

“Okay, I guess then I will just have to find a way to convince you.” I said and picked up the candle that she had so recently used on me.

Lighting the candle I moved it over her shapely backside until I saw a drop form.  It fell onto her exposed rear and I saw her jerk against her ties.  “Ow!” she yelled.  I let another drop form and fall onto her lower back, to which she again jumped and yelled.

I kept this up for several minutes and had to admit the girls were right before, it was fun to watch her twitch.  Finally she couldn’t take any more and cried out, “Okay, okay.  You win, just stop the wax.”

So saying, she slowly moved her head down to Carmel’s bare pussy.  Almost as if it was in slow motion, she steeled herself and extended her little tongue until it hovered just next to Carmel’s lips.  With a resigned sigh, she moved her head until she began to eat out Carmel.

I heard Carmel moan against her gag and moved to the head of the bed.  While rubbing Christie’s backside, I removed Carmel’s gag from her mouth and told her, “Your turn now babe.  Or do you want me to see where I can drop some wax on you?”

I guess with Christie eating her out, she was already excited.  She didn’t need to be forced before she rose her head up and began to give Christie some head as well.  I marveled at the sight of these two sexy women, bound together and eating each other out.  Obviously, they were still excited from before, because they were going to town on each other and in between mouthfuls were moaning and crying out in ecstasy.

This was truly an amazing sight, and I relished every moment.  I would reach over and tweak Carmel’s nipples, or rub Christie’s ass every once in a while to help them reach even higher plateau’s of passion.

Now, I still hadn’t had any release for several hours, despite being kept in an almost constant state of excitement.  This was obviously my chance.  I moved over to the top of the bed and knelt above Carmel’s head.  My dick was long and hard and ready to be used, so I positioned it between Christie’s legs and took aim at her tender flesh.  I slowly inserted it into her pussy, as Carmel kept licking her clit.  The view was tremendous, Carmel’s face under me while I was doing my incredible wife.

I slowly pumped in and out of my wife’s hot box, and could see it was having a very good effect on her.  She would raise her head up every once in a while to say things like, “oh baby, do me.  It feels so good your dick inside me and Carmel’s mouth on my clit.”

Every once in a while I’d pull out of her pussy and angle my long pole downward.  Opening up Carmel’s mouth with my hand, I fed her my meat.  She was obviously no stranger to blow jobs as she would suck me with abandon at every chance, slurping up Christie’s juices from my glistening rod.

I finally couldn’t take any more and thrust away into my bound wife’s body with everything I had.  She cried out, “I’m cumming, pound me baby!”  Needing no more encouragement, I did as asked and went into her as hard as I could.  I felt my cum boiling up inside me and with the pressure of a dam bursting I finally came.  My hot load spuged into Christie’s box as she was cumming too.  I don’t know if Carmel was also in the throes of orgasm, but I could see all three of our bodies were thrashing around on the bed frame.

Finally spent, I pulled out and looked down to see Carmel still eating out Christie.  Now she was getting the added treat of my spunk oozing out of her.  I climbed off the bed and surveyed the two girls. 

They were still eating each other out, obviously not wanting to end their excitement just yet.  Both their bodies were glistening with sweat, and with their limbs tied together, their hot, undulating bodies were firmly pressed against each other.  Even though they weren’t used to eating each other out, they quickly learned how to turn each other on with their skillful mouths.

As I was leaving them alone in the room, Christie looked up and said, “as soon as we cum again, could you let us up dear?”

“I don’t think so,” I replied.  “You had your chance to release me and didn’t.  I need a drink now.  Besides, you still have two more holes that needed to be filled….”

Then end.