When Trudy Saw Leslie bringing the Christmas presents into her house, she hurried over. Her curiosity was just too much to let Leslie get by without giving her a peek at the things she had bought.
"C'mon, show me what you brought in just now...." she said, eager as a kid to see what Leslie had purchased. Leslie almost expected the other girl to start jumping up and down in her eagerness to see the presents.
Leslie had been hinting around for days that she had some "special things" in mind for her gift list this year, and Trudy just couldn't resist finding out.
"Well," Leslie said, "this year I wanted to surprise people with something a little different than the usual old crap. You know, I didn't want to give just the same old things that I do every year. I knew Nic had to be getting sick of wallets. Anyway, Trudy, that's all I'm going to say...."
Trudy sat next to Leslie on the couch, bugged that her friend wouldn't spill about the presents, or that she hadn't been willing to spill about them yet, anyway. There had to be some way to wring the truth out of her....
There the presents sat on the coffee table, still in the plastic bags from the store, haunting Trudy like sirens on the shore.
"Well, you can at least show me what my gift is, can't you? I mean, it's driving me crazy for you to keep it a secret ... C'mon, Leslie, it just isn't fair for you to do this...."
Leslie shook her pretty head. She was standing firm and had promised herself that she wouldn't let Trudy talk her into seeing her gift, as she had the previous year. This time her present was going to be a surprise for a change.
Still, even though she had told herself that she wouldn't relent, that, she knew, didn't mean that she could stand firm against the imploring of her friend.
"No fucking way!" she laughed, almost as much at herself as at Trudy. She couldn't give in to Trudy! She couldn't!
"Well, then, Leslie, c'mon and just give me a little hint what it is...." Trudy suggested, knowing that if she could at least draw a clue out of Leslie that she might be able to guess what her present was.
Leslie knew she had to do something to calm Trudy down, and maybe throwing her a crumb like that would be the thing that would do it. She wasn't sure that giving her a clue was the right thing, but....
"Look, if I give you a clue about what I'm giving you for Christmas, then will that satisfy you?"
Trudy shook her head yes. Now she had Leslie, she thought.
"Well," Leslie said, thinking that she was being awfully smart, "your present is something that Glenn will get a lot of enjoyment out of, too."
Immediately Leslie knew that she had said too much.
Damn her! Why did she go along with Trudy's dumb idea?
"A negligee!" Trudy squealed. "Is that what it is? A negligee? C'mon, Leslie, tell me! It has to be a negligee!"
"No, it's not," Leslie told her friend, trying to be firm and to quit the guessing game. If they kept up like this, Leslie was certain that Trudy would figure it out. She was afraid that she had already given away too much already.
"You're not lying? You swear it's not a negligee?"
"Ferchrissakes, Trudy, No! Listen, I told you it's not a negligee! What do you want me to do, have my statement notarized?"
"That won't be necessary," Trudy said, smiling smugly at her friend. She had a cutely evil look in her eyes. "Then I know what it is! It's a dildo!"
"No, it's not," Leslie said, trying to sound firm and stunned that her friend had hit it right on the head. "I mean, c'mon, Trudy, what do you think I am? I'd never buy you anything so kinky as that! What would people think?"
Trudy shook her head, a small smile creeping onto her face. She knew that Leslie protesteth too much.
"It is a dildo. I know it is! I can tell when you're lying!"
"It isn't!"
"It is!"
"You monster!" Leslie squealed, playfully pounding her fists on her knees in frustration, "You always figure out my gifts to you! It just isn't fair! Now you've spoiled the surprise! How did you know?"
Trudy grinned, practically from ear to ear. She sNicered. "Remember two weeks ago when we were out shopping, and you were so insistent about dropping by that adult bookstore in the mall? You gave me some cockamamie excuse about looking around for some kind of a magazine that Nic was interested in, but I could tell that was a bunch of bull crap.
"That got me to thinking a little bit. See, I figured you must have been doing a little shopping for Christmas, maybe comparing prices. And what kind of shopping could you do in an adult bookstore, anyway?"
Leslie shook her head. "I give up! You're just too smart for me, Trudy. I shouldn't have given you the clue. That was what tipped you off, I'll bet."
"You're right, though," Trudy said.
"About what? You mean about the clue giving it away?"
"No. About Glenn liking the gift. He might be a little shy about it at first, but I bet that he really gets into it. He's got kind of a kinky streak. So let me take a look at it."
"But then you won't have a surprise under the tree on Christmas."
"Hey," Trudy said, "Who cares? I'm not planning on getting a Christmas tree, anyway! Plus, now that I know what it is, I want to see it. I want to see my gift."
Leslie shrugged. "Well, now that you weaseled it out of me what it is, I guess it can't do any harm."
Leslie fished into one of the bags on the coffee table, then looked into another. "Ah, here it is."
She pulled out a box that, to Trudy, looked like it would be just about the right size, and then placed it on the couch between them.
Trudy sat there for a second, looking at the box. She was anticipating it so much that she almost didn't want to open it.
"Well," she asked, "can I open it?"
Leslie shrugged again. "Go ahead. I hope you like it."
Trudy gingerly lifted the lid off the box, and then stared at the contents of the box. She had guessed right.
It was a dildo ... My God! It was an incredible dildo!
Trudy had never seen up close, or handled for that matter, a dildo, and this one, she thought, looked really impressive.
It was the biggest and whitest plastic prick that she had ever seen, and the workmanship on it was almost as impressive as the size of that big synthetic cock.
She couldn't stop looking at that big motherfucker!
It was made to look exactly like a real cock, only bigger!
It was covered with veins that snaked all over its surface, and the head of the thing looked incredibly realistic, right down to the slit at the tip.
Man, the tip of that cock looked so real that it almost begged you to bring that thick prod to your lips and to lick it! Somehow Trudy was able to refrain.
That big dick looked like it was ready to shoot one hell of a blast of hot jizz out the tip, although Trudy realized that that wasn't going to happen.
Trudy couldn't help but think what that big motherfucker would feel like once it was slid into her already-wanting pussy, although she knew that that might be quite a task in itself-the fucker was so big!
Not only did the thing look real, it was also built to perform real once it was thrust into your pussy. That big dong had an optional harness of black leather in the box, no doubt to secure it to whoever would be fucking you with it, if they wanted to do it that way. Her boyfriend Glenn, in this case.
Trudy shyly reached out and picked the dildo and harness up.
"It's uh ... large...." she ventured. "I mean, really large...." Leslie smiled.
"I mean, wow, this thing is just incredible...." she said, running her fingers along the smooth white surface of that oh-so realistic artificial cock.
She couldn't stop staring at that incredible plastic cock, comparing it to the real thing, and thinking about what that big fucker would feel like once it was rammed home.
It was certainly a hell of a lot bigger than Glenn's rod, even under the best of cir-cum-stances.
"Gee, Leslie," Trudy said, "I really can't thank you enough."
"Then you like it?"
"'Course I do! This is the neatest Christmas present I ever got! I don't know if I should admit this to you, but I've wanted something like this for the longest time! I was just too embarrassed to go to one of those adult stores and buy one for myself."
"What about Glenn? Couldn't he have gone out and bought you anything you wanted along that line?"
"Same deal. I didn't quite know how to spring something like that on him. But since it's a gift from you ... Listen, Leslie, would you do me a favor?"
"What did you have in mind?"
Trudy held the dildo and the harness out to her. "Look, Leslie, I've got an idea. Would you mind trying it on? Just so I can see how it looks, on?"
"Are you sure?" Leslie asked. She knew for certain that she wasn't sure!
"Well, yeah. I won't be wearing it, so I think it would be cool to see what it looks like on. If I don't it will be bugging me all day long. You don't mind, do you?"
"Well, gee, I don't really know ... It is kind of embarrassing...."
"Oh, shoot, Leslie! There's no need to feel that way." She wiggled it in her hand, shaking the black leather harness. "C'mon. Do me a little favor, that's all I ask you. Put the thing on. I'm dying to see what it looks like."
Leslie was finally willing to go along with the gag.
She stood and slid the dildo through the harness. Then she unbuckled the straps. No, she didn't feel real comfortable doing this, but it was all in fun, after all.
Trudy wasn't exactly looking at her strangely, but she was definitely looking at her friend intently.
She watched as Leslie tried the harness on, adjusting it to get just the right lewd angle on that big plastic pud.
That bone was thrusting halfway to the stratosphere. Then she strapped it onto herself, buckling it tight.
Leslie buckled the dildo and harness over her pantsuit, feeling a bit of the fool. She felt ridiculous doing it, wearing that monster of a fake cock, especially with the way that fucker was angled up like a hard bone, but since Trudy wanted it, she went ahead.
Soon she had it strapped in place, and had to admit that she was a little awed by it herself. She turned around, the big dildo wobbling in mid-air.
It definitely looked like it could do the trick.
"Well, what do you think?" she asked Trudy, grinning sheepishly.
"I'm, uh, fucking speechless, Leslie! That big wang sure looks like just the thing to keep me occupied on a cold winter evening...."
"Yeah," Leslie said, smiling at her friend, "I thought you'd like it when I saw it in the glass case at the adult shop. I've been thinking about Glenn using this thing on you ever since I bought it ... Kind of fuelled my fantasies for awhile, you know?"
Trudy reached out and touched the big wang thrusting forth from Leslie's crotch. She was admiring it, stroking it gently, loving the silken finish of that monster cock.
Then the other bag of presents on the table caught her eye.
"So," Trudy asked, "did you get one of these for yourself?"
Leslie nodded, curiously reticent to talk about it, Trudy thought.
Trudy looked devilish. "What? C'mon, don't feel embarrassed about it...."
"Trudy, are you sure you won't think that I'm weird, or anything like that if I show you what I bought?"
"C'mon, I've always known that you're weird! So what else did you buy?"
"Well," Leslie said, "this isn't exactly for me. It's a present for Nic for Christmas. See, we'd watched some, uh, bondage videos awhile back, and I noticed that he was pretty horny afterwards. Know what I mean? He was harder than a rock and fucked me like a stallion.
"I'm no fool. I figured that I'd try this stuff out and see if he liked it outside of the video screen. Actually, I'm pretty sure that he will, knowing Nic. It's in the other bag, if you want to take a look."
This time Trudy found herself being a little shy about what was in the bag. She assumed that she knew what was in there but was hoping it wasn't anything too weird.
When she saw what was in the bag it surprised her, to say the least.
Hell, she had never known that Leslie was into anything so kinky, and it shocked her, in a way. Shocked her and yet turned her on.
She opened the bag and then looked in, and, sure enough, she had been right. There were coiled black leather restraints lying in the bag. In addition to that there was a rubber ball gag with its own leather restraint.
She'd never seen that kind of stuff close up, either, although she and Glenn had watched a few videos where people used them.
She had had no idea that Leslie was turned on by that kind of stuff, by bondage stuff, although she had always harbored a secret yen for that kind of sex.
The restraints were padded so that they wouldn't hurt. Trudy couldn't resist. She pulled them out of the bag, touching them, enjoying the feel of the new leather.
"Nic," Leslie said, "never came right out and said that he'd enjoy something like that, but when you live with a guy, you kind of get the feel for what he would like, even if he doesn't want to talk about it ... Things like that don't escape me. I noticed that his interest always kind of perked up when we got the videos that were, um, well, you know, kinkier."
Trudy had never thought about it much, but she found herself getting turned on looking at those straps, too, and certainly sympathized with Nic's outlook.
She wondered whether, or perhaps even hoped that, Glenn would get into something like that if she suggested it to him.
Hell, for that matter, she wondered if she would get into it, when push came to shove in her bed.
Still, just looking at those straps, at the ball gag, and at the dildo, still strapped onto Leslie, sent a little chill through her and made her pussy feel all hot.
She couldn't have said why that stuff turned her on. Perhaps it was the novelty. Perhaps it was something else that was a little more difficult to confront in herself.
Trudy shifted the black leather restraints and the gag in her hands, thinking about what it would feel like to be tied down to get fucked, thinking about what it would be like to have Glenn do that to her.
It certainly was an enticing idea....
"Gee," Trudy said, "just looking at these things gives me the chills...."
"Kind of a turn-on, huh?" Leslie asked, smiling at her friend. "I know I thought so when I saw this stuff. Now I get to find out, but not until Christmas. Wouldn't want to spoil the surprise with Nic...."
"You know," Trudy said, "I'm pretty sure that Glenn will get off on the dildo ... I mean, he'd better ... but I'm not so sure that tying me up and gagging me is in his sexual vocabulary. I wonder...."
"Well," Leslie said, "you're thinking about getting some restraints, yourself? The trick is to start out with the dildo on Glenn, get him used to the idea. Once he's good and worked up with that, then spring the restraints on him. That will do it, I'll bet."
"You might be right."
Trudy's eyes kept going back to that dildo, for a couple of reasons. Not only was the dildo enticing, but the fact that Leslie had it on was, in some strange way, getting to her, too. It jutted out from her crotch at a steep angle, and Trudy kept thinking about what it would feel like to have that hard white rod rammed all the way up her.
She kept looking over as Leslie moved around, watching the head of that dildo wobble between Leslie's legs.
She didn't consciously know what it was about the plastic prick that was turning her on, but she did know that she couldn't keep her eyes off of it.
Every chance she got her eyes kept stealing back to it, looking at that stiff dong projecting forth from between Leslie's legs. Damn, but looking at that fucker was making her all wet between the legs!
Leslie noticed her gazing at the big plastic prod.
"Hmmmmmmm ... Looks good, doesn't it, Trudy? I guess that I did get you the right present this time...."
The fact was that Leslie was kind of getting off on wearing it, too, even though she hadn't expected to.
It felt kind of, well, forbidden to have a prick projecting out of your lap, and it was obvious to her that Trudy was taking notice of it in a big way.
She really didn't understand the feelings she was having, but it sure did feel sexy to parade around with a cock jutting out from between your legs!
"Can you imagine how this thing is going to feel when Glenn socks it to you?" she asked Trudy, turning this way and that, posing with that big prong.
Leslie couldn't resist getting a little more graphic, knowing that it was really getting to Trudy.
She reached down and then frigged that plastic bone, her fist moving up and down like she was working on a real cock.
"MMMmmmmm...." Leslie crooned, "that sure is a big fucker...."
Trudy licked her lips and hooded her eyes, staring at the big prod.
"Yeah, I think you're going to really dig having this big hard motherfucker shoved into your pussy ... Can you imagine how it would feel to have this big dick shoved all the way up your poor little pussy? And, what would it feel like for it to be thrusting into you, thrusting really, really deep...."
That did it.
CHAPTER TWO
Girls will be girls.
Trudy reached out and touched the tip of die big white cock, debating to herself if she should really do what she had in mind.
She ran her finger around the smooth white end of the big dildo, like she was touching a real man's cock.
At that point she wasn't really worried how Leslie would react. Leslie, after all, was the one who was getting her all hot and bothered with her talk, with jerking on that big artificial cock like that.
No, Leslie wouldn't be bothered if she got a little playful.
"Yeah," Trudy said, "I can practically feel that big boner in me now...."
Trudy slipped off of the couch, pressing close to Leslie.
Her fingers roved the surface of that plastic bone, sliding along the surface of it, following the tracery of artificial veins that ran along its surface. She tended to that bone just as if it had been a real man's cock, her fingers gently sliding over it, teasing it.
Leslie didn't let loose of her grip of that big bone, though.
She just kept frigging that white plastic cock, letting Trudy's fingers slide over her own. She couldn't resist.
Trudy pressed her mouth to the tip of the dildo, thrusting out her tongue and then starting to tease the tip of that cock, the way that Glenn liked it done. She ran her tongue all over the surface of that oversized cockhead, licking the tip until it shimmered.
It almost felt like Glenn's prick as she ran her tongue over the head of it, and that spurred her on more..
Leslie couldn't believe that she was watching her friend do that! That didn't mean that she didn't want to watch, though!
Trudy was getting even more carried away than she was!
Shit, she thought, she must have really liked that dildo, either that, or she was awfully fucking horny!
She'd never known Trudy to act that way, but, on the other hand, she wasn't complaining about it, either.
She was getting off on watching her friend lick the dildo, doing it up right an proper, as if she was sucking a real man's cock.
It was crazy, of course, but she felt like she could feel her doing the tip of the dildo with her tongue.
Looking at it sent little twinges through her crotch and even made her hips jog involuntarily, going in and out.
What she was feeling was almost the same kind of twinges that she would imagine going through her if she had a real man's cock projecting out of her heated crotch....
Naturally, it was her imagination, but that didn't make it any less of a turn-on to feel that way....
Trudy wasn't done, though. Trudy got a little wilder with her fingers and her tongue, intent on bringing that prick off, silly as that might sound.
By that time she was really wild for that massive artificial pud.
She started stroking her tongue up and down the length of that monster pud, running it along the veins, running it around the flange-like head of the prick.
She wasn't paying too much attention not to lick Leslie's fingers, either! And Leslie wasn't in any big hurry to get her fingers out of the way, either!
Trudy really got wild on that dick, lavishing her tongue all up and down the glistening, veiny length. By that time the whole thing was wet with Trudy's spit, glittering invitingly.
She was letting her stroking tongue go over Leslie's fingers, too, while the other girl just lolled back on the couch.
She was taking it all in, still stroking that big plastic cock. By that time it had gone a long way beyond play.
She was running her tongue all along that length of plastic, letting her tongue slide over Leslie's fingers as the other girl did a steady, slow stroking of that big jutting cock. Leslie could feel the other girl's tongue sliding between her fingers, and that certainly didn't cool her down any.
Leslie was really getting into what the other chick was doing.
It was so easy to pretend that she really did have a cock sticking forth from her crotch, and it was just as easy to pretend that Trudy was hot for it.
Why not pretend that she was a man for once, and that this dildo was really her prick? Why not pretend that it was Trudy who had made that big motherfucker stand up like that?
She lolled back on the couch as Trudy licked that ivory pecker, giving it the whole nine yards with her tongue.
Trudy took in the head of the big bone, really doing an number on it, closing her lips over it as Leslie's hips started to move.
She closed her lips over that prickhead, taking it deep into her mouth while Leslie put her hips into action, doing a slow thrusting into Trudy's mouth.
Leslie was finding it hard to believe that her friend was going quite that far. Trudy had never been shy but, on the other hand, she'd never gone quite this wild, either.
Trudy loved sucking cock, and, for a girl in her mid-twenties she had been at it a long time.
This felt almost like sucking a real man's cock, except for the fact that it was bigger and harder than any prick she had ever had a run-in with.
She lusted after the feeling of having a hard bone thrust between your lips, and let Leslie slide that bone in and out, pretending that she was fucking her face.
Shit, there was nothing that turned her on more than to have a nice hard cock sliding between your lips, tingling over your tongue.
And Leslie, strange as it may seem, was finding out that she loved to have her cock sucked. It was really getting her aroused, making her nips go erect and hurting.
Leslie was getting so carried away that she didn't even think about what she did next.
If she had thought about it she would have no doubt vetoed the idea, but at that point it was mostly her fingers ... and pussy ... that were doing the thinking.
She slid her hand into the neckline of Trudy's tanktop, sliding her fingers over one of Trudy's sweet tits.
She heard Trudy let out a sweet little groan, but it was muffled by the length of dong in her mouth.
They weren't all that big, as tits went, but then you wouldn't have heard Leslie complaining at that point.
Or Trudy, either.
She let out another little moan when Leslie's fingers found her nipple and then started teasing and toying the little nubbin into erectness. That was sending a hot little wire of sensation right to her crotch.
Trudy knew that they were getting carried away, getting way carried away with their sexplay, and she didn't know where any of this was going to lead.
She knew that she shouldn't be doing what she was doing, but somehow there was no way for either of them to stop at that point. If Glenn had been here and seen what they were doing he would have freaked out, but he wasn't here, so that didn't matter, did it?
Leslie molded and squeezed Trudy's breast, loving the smoothness of her nipples, loving what her fingers were doing to them. The more she did that the hotter Trudy got.
At that point Leslie wasn't even thinking just how strange it was to be touching another woman's breast.
Hell, another woman's breast? Her best friend's breast!
As Trudy went wild on that prick jutting out from between Leslie's legs, Leslie stared down on her, gripping, teasing her nipple, turning it up like a little thermostat.
That little babe looked so fucking good doing that, sucking that cock, running her tongue all over it!
Now she knew why guys liked to have their dicks sucked so much!
It occurred to her that it would be really something if she could draw Trudy into one of her and Nic's lovemaking sessions one of these nights, but then there was the problem of Glenn.
What would they do with him? She doubted very much if he'd go along with that, although there was one advantage: she wouldn't mind making it with Glenn, at all.
Quickly she dismissed the thought. There were things so much more immediate for her to be concerned with.
Now she was concentrating on Trudy licking that bone, her bone as it jutted up hard between her legs.
She couldn't stop from moving that bone in and out, fucking that little babe's mouth. She couldn't have said for sure, but this was just how it must feel for a man....
As she squeezed Trudy's tit she continued to thrust a little bit, fucking her in the mouth while Trudy moaned and groaned like she was doing a real guy's bone.
It was certainly a good thing that Nic wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. She wasn't quite sure if he would understand, walking in on the both of them going at it like that.
"That's the way...." Leslie said, urging her friend Trudy, "Ummmmmmm. ... Do it just like that, baby! UMmmmmmmm ... I just fucking love it when you eat my cock!"
Hearing Leslie's words snapped Trudy back to reality. They kind of shocked her, in a way. To hear her friend, her girlfriend saying things like that was shocking....
But the temptation of that big cock looming up between Leslie's legs was just too much to pass up....
Trudy kept licking and sucking that big cock of Leslie's.
It was just as if she had been sucking her boyfriend Glenn's big bone, almost exactly like that.
By that time, though, Leslie knew that she couldn't just leave it at that.
"C'mon," Leslie said, "in here. I don't want anyone seeing us through the picture window and getting us on America's Home Videos."
It was a good excuse, even if she was joking, and Trudy happily followed Leslie into the bedroom.
Leslie still had that big plastic dildo thrusting out from her lap, but now it was all shiny from the tongue bath that Trudy had given it.
Trudy held onto it as they walked into the bedroom. No way was she letting go of that big pecker.
The surprise came when they got to the bedroom.
Leslie went out to the front room and then quickly returned with the restraints and the gag. She had more in mind than just sucking dildo, there was no doubt about that.
By that time Trudy was well beyond resisting anything that her friend might want. She was up for anything, almost as up as that big prod projecting from between Leslie's legs.
Leslie didn't even ask her whether she wanted to go farther or not. "C'mon. Let's get this off of you."
She pulled off Trudy's thin tanktop and then got an eyeful of something she had wanted to see for years: Trudy's tits.
They were pretty much as she had imagined them, or perhaps a little prettier than she had dreamed of them.
Trudy's tits were kind of small, but on Trudy it looked damned good.
Her tits were firm and pointed with pearly pink nipples, and suddenly Leslie couldn't think of anything that she would have rather been looking at, or rather been doing.
Instead she took one of the leather restraints and then wrapped it around Trudy's wrist.
Although she had never done it before, it would have been hard to guess.
She tied that knot quickly and expertly, wrapping and then knotting it around one of the bedposts.
Trudy wasn't protesting what she was doing. She hardly even knew what was going on, she was so carried away with desire.
Leslie went right on to another restraint, and Trudy didn't say no to that either.
She wrapped it a couple of turns around Trudy's other wrist, then brought it to the other bedpost, knotting it there.
Now Trudy couldn't have gotten away from her even if she had wanted to, which she most definitely didn't.
Now Trudy was well-tied, and there was no possibility of her escaping from her black leather bonds.
Leslie went about the rest of her task in a leisurely manner. She used the other two leather restraints to make sure that Trudy's ankles were tied, and tied securely.
"Nice, wouldn't you say, Trudy?" Leslie asked, kneeling between the other woman's legs.
She was staring down at her and loving the look of her blonde friend, trussed up that way. It made Leslie wonder why she hadn't got into this kind of thing before, why she hadn't gotten wilder with Trudy before.
She had to admit that she was a beautiful girl to begin with, but there was something else about seeing her this way that set Leslie's cunt to throbbing.
There was no possibility of Trudy changing her mind now. To make that even more sure, Leslie grabbed the ball gag. She almost hated to do it, but then she reminded herself of how nice it would look once it was in.
Trudy didn't say anything as Leslie forced it into her mouth, then securely buckled it.
Leslie stared down as her friend, the big plastic cock still jutting from between her spread legs.
She wasn't quite sure how this was going to sit in the long run, making it with Trudy.
Sure, they'd been friends for a long time, but would having sex with her hurt or make better their relationship? It was really hard to say.
At that point she guessed that it didn't matter. Shit, they had gone too far to turn back now. There was no direction to go but straight ahead.
Trudy lay beneath Leslie as she knelt on the bed.
She was tied hand and foot, tied so that she wouldn't have been able to get free even if she wanted to. And she most definitely didn't want to. Now that she had accustomed herself to the idea she was going to go through with it.
Leslie looked like she was loving it, staring down at her, looking like Glenn did when he was really horny to drive his cock into Trudy.
Leslie was kneeling there, smiling, and now she had begun to stroke that big cock between her legs as she had been doing before. When Leslie got that big boner in her hands it seemed to transform her, to bring out fantasies that even she hadn't admitted to herself.
She hadn't even known when she and Trudy had started playing with the dildo that she wanted to do this. That she wanted to fuck Trudy with that big plastic wang. But now there was no mistaking it.
She wanted to make love to Trudy oh so badly, and now nothing was going to stop her. Trudy, bound and gagged, wouldn't have a whole lot to say in the matter.
Trudy had a hard time realizing that everything that was going on was real, not just some crazy, strange dream that she was having. She could have never imagined that they would have gone so far with their lustfulness, since they had started off just playing.
But now it was far beyond the level of play. If one could be deadly serious about fucking, then it was obvious that Leslie was.
She looked completely serious as she knelt between Trudy's legs.
Leslie kept on stroking that heavy tool between her legs.
She was eyeing her intently, looking like she was trying to make that big plastic bone between her legs even harder, if that was possible. All she knew was some deep urge to fuck, and even if the boner was phony, that didn't mean that she wasn't going to go through the motions.
And then Trudy's eyes widened as Leslie went a step farther.
CHAPTER THREE
Leslie, gripping the dildo with one hand, reached to the zipper on her pantsuit and then slowly began to lower it.
It was almost daunting the way that chick was built in comparison to Trudy. Leslie was built so ... so ... big. She had tits that were so much bigger than Trudy's....
What could Trudy do but to lay there, completely restrained and take whatever the other woman wanted to give her. Trudy was completely unable to even say anything as her friend slid the zipper on her jumpsuit down to its limit, and then slid the suit off of her shoulders.
Trudy, too, had always wanted to get a glimpse of Leslie naked, and now she finally had the chance.
Who in the neighborhood, or town, for that matter, hadn't wanted to see what Leslie looked like naked?
Leslie had a build on her that wouldn't quit and in fact often commented that it bugged her when guys would whistle or make a big deal about her tits. She'd often acted like having big tits were a curse.
Jeez, Trudy thought, she wouldn't have minded if guys had made that kind of a deal about her much smaller tits!
That was the kind of curse that she would have loved to have placed upon her!
Trudy stared, her eyes wide as Leslie slowly unzipped the pantsuit.
She was obviously in no hurry with that zipper, taking it very, very slowly, staring at Trudy as she lay there on the bed tied up. She was loving the look of that bare-breasted babe in the leather restraints.
Trudy, for her part, couldn't say a thing as that slim line pink flesh developed in the open space in the fabric.
All Trudy could see were the bulges of Leslie's sizeable tits in the slight space between the two pieces of fabric.
And then she slid wide the top of that pantsuit.
She peeled it off so that the top of it hung round the curvature of her waist. That left room for that massive white bone that jutted out from between her legs.
And now there was no mystery about Leslie's tits.
Now Trudy was staring at them, just as in awe of Leslie's breasts as she had always imagined she would be. Her pussy started pumping in and out, hungry to fuck and to be fucked.
Leslie's tits were incredible, just as every man who ever saw her walking by knew.
They were huge, but, at the same time, quite firm.
They were so big and womanly that Trudy thought they might have been the finest tits she had ever seen in her life. Whatever the case, they were certainly beautiful enough to make her forget any misgivings she had.
And the nipples. They were nothing short of spectacular.
Trudy gazed on Leslie as she knelt above her. Her tits were thrusting out from her chest, and now Leslie was lifting them in her palms, almost as if she were offering them to Trudy to kiss and to suck. Perhaps she was.
At that point Trudy wanted little more than to just stare at those gorgeous breasts.
They were the finest, sexiest breasts she had ever seen. Fuck, it was pure torment to know that she couldn't reach out for them, to touch them, to kiss the tips until they turned into hard, puckered little spikes.
Leslie knew that she had to have more of the babe lying beneath her.
She took hold of the little brass button on Trudy's jeans and then thumbed it open.
Leslie found that she was trembling as she slowly, slowly pulled the zipper on Trudy's pants open.
She had never really acknowledged to herself that she desired the other woman, but now there was no way of denying it.
She pulled the zipper down to the end, and then she took the waistband of Trudy's pants in her fingers.
She drew those pants down with anticipation, and then, when she saw the flash of Trudy's light, almost white pubic hair, it felt like she really was getting a hard-on. She wanted to bury that cock ... she wanted to bury her cock into that tight little quim.
Leslie pulled Trudy's pants all the way down until they coiled around her knees.
Now her naked cunt was completely revealed to her friend's lustful eyes. Leslie stared at that little pussy, wanting to do a whole lot more than just stare.
At the base of the little triangle of Trudy's cunt was the little furrow of her pussy.
The light, almost white hair did almost nothing to conceal that cleft from Leslie's eyes.
Leslie couldn't wait another moment to take action.
Now all the teasing, all the tempting were done with.
She used her fingers to widen Trudy's pussylips, loving the little pink slit that was revealed.
And then Leslie leaned forward, going for that little cunt. She was going to give that little babe every inch of that prick between her legs, of her prick.
She went wild over that little pussy crack while Trudy let out a little cry that was muffled by the rubber balls stuffed between her teeth. She was crazed, aching for that cock!
Leslie pressed her mouth into Trudy's pussyslit, and then ate her out, ate a woman out for the first time.
It was a strange experience, but Leslie quickly found that it was one of the most wonderful things that she had ever done.
She slowly, torturously ran her tongue up and down in the slit of Trudy's pussylips. She was taking her time, learning on the job, making sure she did that girl but good.
She thought about the way that Nic made love to her, ate her pussy out. Leslie was trying to remember all of the little tricks that he used so that she could use them on Trudy.
She gently kissed and licked her down there. She sucked and chewed on those delicate pink labia as Trudy gasped, tried to gasp out her pleasure past that gag.
My God! What Leslie was doing was driving her nuts!
She knew that, at that rate, it couldn't be long until Leslie was driving her over the fucking edge!
There was something about being tied up like that that really seemed to amplify the feelings that she was having.
All of her senses seemed like they had the volume controls turned up to the max.
In addition to that, being made love to by a woman was a brand new experience for Trudy, one that she had never known she would like quite so well.
Leslie was so, well, sensitive to her desires, sensitive in ways that a man might never think to be.
She knew just how to touch her, how to drive her mad with the way that she made love!
She couldn't believe how sweet it was to have Leslie make love to her, and especially make love to her like that!
Restrained like that all you could do was to lay back and feel every sensation that was rushing through you.
You couldn't move very much and that forced you to take it all in, completely vulnerable to every sensation.
Leslie, to say the very least, was loving it, too.
She was carried away, completely intoxicated by the incredible scent of Trudy's dripping cunt. She had a wet face full of it and she was lapping it and loving it.
She hadn't quite realized that she would like making love to Trudy as much as she did, but it occurred to her that the same things that attracted her to her as a friend also attracted her to her as a lover.
She was so pretty, so innocent. And, at the same time, there was a definite devilish streak in that little broad!
Leslie clung to her, swept away by the feelings of what she was doing. She ran her tongue up and down in the little furrow of her twat, taking deep drafts of Trudy's musk into her nostrils.
She was loving the taste and the smell of that little slit of Trudy's, never having known just how much she would love to eat out another woman's crotch.
She was perfectly happy just to cling to her, touching her wonderful skin, licking and biting the lips of her pussy.
And Trudy was out of control, too.
Her naked ass was thrusting as Leslie ate her out.
She couldn't control herself, and that ass was bucking and twisting, driving right into Leslie's teeth.
Leslie wasn't bitching about it, though, that was for certain. She wanted to give Trudy everything she needed and wanted.
Trudy could feel the vague heat of her orgasm threatening deep inside, threatening at any moment to turn into a raging bushfire.
And still Leslie clung to her, running her tongue up and down, running it around the little bud of her clit.
She did it so much better than Glenn ever had, even though she hated to admit it. She knew what a woman wanted, and that was exactly what she delivered.
Glenn was so much more heavy-handed with his cunt eating.
He figured, Trudy thought, that all you had to do was to find her clit and then start whipping the fuck out of it with your tongue.
Hmmmmph! It didn't quite work that way!
But that hot Leslie sure as fuck knew how it worked!
Trudy was bucking her ass crazily as her friend bore down on her. Shit, what else could she do, tied up that way?
Leslie was gasping for a quick breath, then returning to eating that sweet little pussy looming right in her face.
She could have gone on like that for hours, loving the smell, loving the taste of that little twat of Trudy's. This was all she needed, all she ever needed....
But just right before Trudy's orgasm overtook her, Leslie pulled away.
Her timing was perfect.
Her mouth was glistening with the juice from Trudy's pussy, and she knew, too, that she had pulled away just in time. She had something else in mind, and it wasn't her tongue, that was for sure.
Trudy lay there, looking incredibly beautiful with her naked, pink-nippled breasts heaving and her naked blonde twat exposed. She couldn't have looked any more beautiful as far as Leslie was concerned.
She looked like that classic Italian painting ... What was that one that she studied in art class in college? Botticelli? The Botticelli Venus? She looked that fucking sweet and innocent....
The lips of her little cunt were so purely pink. They were so fucking pink that they practically broke your heart.
They were glittering with her juices, practically begging you to lean down and sample them. Leslie had been on a few diets, mistakenly thinking that she was getting fat, and she displayed just about the same amount of willpower as she did over Trudy's cunt.
To Leslie they looked like portions of some exotic fruit just dripping with its succulent juices. Leslie wasn't usually partial to fruit, succulent or no, but this time she told herself she would make an exception.
Yeah, Leslie was going to give her more. She was going to give her what Glenn must usually give her, but she was going to give it harder and hotter and faster and sexier than Glenn would have ever dreamed of.
She couldn't resist it.
She pressed closer to her friend, gripping the thickness of that big white prick jutting out from her lap.
Trudy swallowed, staring at that big bone waggling in Leslie's fist.
She was hefting it in her hand, having the crazy feeling that it was her cock that she was frigging.
She was going to fuck Trudy.
She was going to fuck Trudy with her cock.
She was going to sizzle her sperm into her.
She didn't know why that turned her on the way it did, but it did, thinking that way, thinking that she was a man and that she would drive her own prick into Trudy.
To feel that she had a cock. To feel that she had a cock to fuck that little Trudy with.
Trudy watched wide-eyed as the other woman lowered herself onto her.
She stared at her. Oh, fucking yes, her big breasts were so beautiful and pendulous beneath her as she slid over her.
And then Trudy admitted it to herself. Something seemed to have changed in Leslie since she had strapped that pecker on. She seemed more forceful, perhaps, in a way more demanding. Trudy liked that.
She loved Leslie's nakedness and wondered why she hadn't made love to her before. God knew that she had always wanted to see those incredible tits naked, to touch them, and now that she had a chance she couldn't believe that this wasn't some kind of a wet dream....
Leslie pressed her own hot and sweaty body down onto Trudy's, loving the feeling as their breasts crushed together. She rubbed her big tits over Trudy's smaller ones, moaning a little as she did so.
Their nipples met like poles of a battery, sending a burning little current all the way through them. That sent Trudy's cunt into a little fit of bucking, fucking air.
Leslie supported herself with her hands, looking down on that pretty face, on those heaving little tits. That little babe hadn't known what she was getting into when she had begged to see her Christmas gift.
She lowered her mouth to a single virginal looking tit, and then she began to lick and suck her pink, upthrusting nipple. But that wasn't all.
Leslie lowered her lower body to Trudy, pressing the tip of that hard prick into Trudy's pussylips. She prodded and knocked at the door to her pussy.
She ran it up and down the slit, widening the pink labia with that engorged head, teasing it in with her hand.
She wasn't taking it deep into her pussy quite yet. There would be plenty of time for that after Trudy was just wild to take that plastic boner all the way in.
Leslie was just kissing that little babe in the cuntlips with the head of that massive dong. There would be time to give her every bit of that hard rod.
Leslie took her time teasing that prick into Trudy.
She was sliding that bone up and down in the thin slice of Trudy's cunt, getting her nice and juiced-up but always stopping short of sliding it in. That, combined with the fact that Trudy couldn't do anything about it, was driving her crazy!
No, she wasn't in any hurry about driving that stake into her.
She knew that the longer she held out the wilder the fucking would be when she really got going.
She was loving the look of tormented bliss in Trudy's eyes as she kept on toying the head of that dildo up and down in the other girl's slit. Trudy was all juicy there, and that would make it easier to fire that big rod down her cunt channel.
That girl wanted it, wanted it in the worst way.
She wanted every inch of that prick shoved up her, fucking her, fucking her hard until she had to scream.
And then Leslie relented. She gave her a little more.
She could hear Trudy groaning, even past the gag that was stuck into her mouth, and so she fed a bit more of that plastic bone in.
She heard it squelch a little bit with Trudy's cuntjuices.
She was jogging her ass a little bit, burying it shallowly into the pink and glistening lips of Trudy's twat.
She could hear the gentle squelching as the big plastic tip of that dildo penetrated Trudy's little cunt. She figured that that dick was going to hurt a little going in, it was so fucking big, but then, everything that was worthwhile involved a little sacrifice.
And then Leslie really started to move that ass of hers.
She started to press that cock a little deeper inward.
She began to plunge it deeper and deeper into Trudy's little pussy, feeling the soft, wet flesh of Trudy's cunt surrender to let that bone pass. It was kind of weird, getting the hang of being on the delivery side of a big, hard cock, but she was really liking it, for a change.
Leslie kept going.
She pressed into the babe spreadeagled below, feeding more of that boner into her, looking down and seeing that big plastic boner as it slid out, all glistening with the juices from Trudy's sopping pussy.
She could smell Trudy's juices, too, and that acted like some mad sexual opium on her, driving her into a flurry of harder fucking.
She could hear Trudy gasping, groaning, the sound muffled. She could look into her eyes and see that the babe was begging for that boner, though.
Somehow Leslie knew that having her restrained like that was contributing to her desire to have that hard pecker ream her out. She could tell that the chick was a fucking furnace, and she just kept fucking.
She started to go deeper still, hearing the squelching as that big bone slid in and then pulled out of Trudy's sucking pussy.
Now she was taking it almost all the way in, and she could hear Trudy's cries, strangled off by that leather and rubber gag. That babe was loving it!
Goddamn! How that must have felt, she thought, to be filled up like that, to have every inch of that big bone driving into your cunt. Now that she had the girl filled up with that plastic cock it was a lot easier. She was stroking it smoothly in and out, now, hearing Trudy's exhalations through her nose.
She could hardly wait until the tables were turned and she was getting that righteous rod thrust into her.
Leslie pressed her lips again to Trudy's little blushing nipple, sucked it so that she knew it must hurt.
She felt Trudy's little cunt go into overdrive as she licked and teased the little pink spike of her nipple.
Trudy was moving her pussy in opposition to the thrusting of the dildo, twisting, squirming that little cunt of hers. She had to have it! Had to have it deep!
Leslie was really going to town with that dildo, and that was exactly what Trudy wanted. The harder that her friend rammed that cock into her, the better..
Now Leslie was getting as hot as Trudy as she pounded that prick into her. She was really getting into it, biting, sucking Trudy's little nipples as the other girl writhed madly underneath her.
She was unable to do more because of the black leather bindings that held her to the bed, but if she could have broken loose from those restraints, she would have.
Leslie was really driving that fucker home into Trudy's cunt.
She was plunging that dildo into her tied-up friend, knowing just how intense it must feel to have a cock that size reaming out your cunt channel.
Trudy's pussy felt like it was on fire. From one end to the other her cunt felt like it was glowing from the frictioning of that big plastic prod.
If it was glowing, she wanted it to burst into flames!
Jesus, Leslie thought, there was such a feeling of power having a big prick projecting out from your crotch. There was such an incredible feeling to be sinking that bone deep, sinking it into someone beautiful that you loved.
Leslie felt like she understood Nic, Nic and all men, a lot better now that she had a dick to fuck with.
She understood how having a big pecker thrusting out of your crotch could give you a, well, cocksure, feeling, actually. It made you feel strong, horny, virile ... It made you feel like you could fuck all day....
Leslie was driving and twisting that motherfucker deep into the tight little hole of Trudy's pussy, her fantasies getting wilder and wilder, darker and darker.
The other girl thrust her cunt in opposition, doing her own bit.
She was pressing her sweaty tits into the other chick's.
Leslie kept grinding her breasts into Trudy's dripping tits, and that only added to the pleasure.
By that time they were both lost, lost in the fucking, knowing nothing but their own lust.
Trudy couldn't have been more horny, more crazed for that plastic dick.
She was twisting and squirming her dripping cunt into that massive rod, lurching upward to meet it.
Her whole body was out of control, thrusting, twisting as Leslie pounded that motherfucker home and home again.
With each thrust Leslie could feel Trudy's body lurch, recoil. She could feel droplets of sweat splatter off of Trudy's little tits.
She was pounding that hard into her, driving the breath from her with each hard stroke, making her whimper as that plastic bone plumbed her depths.
She could see those gorgeous little tits jog each time she rammed her, reamed her deep with that sizeable plastic pecker.
Watching Trudy's tits lurch made her want to fuck her more, fuck her harder.
And all Trudy could do was to cry out her bliss, only to have it muffled by the gag that was jammed into her mouth.
All she could do was lay there, totally restrained, and take all of it, take every inch of that big pecker as Leslie punished her pussy with it.
Leslie just kept at it, ramming that hard plastic prick all the way into the depths of the other girl's tortured pussy.
She was making a fucking career out of screwing Trudy, and it would be a boning that Trudy wouldn't soon forget.
Leslie stroked that big sonofabitch into Trudy while the other girl went crazy with bliss, twisting and turning in her bondage.
She was jerking and twisting her body with the incredible sensations that were rushing all the way through her, with each stroke of that big prick.
Finally she could hold back no more, and that was when the little spark that was inside her burst.
Burst and set fire to her body, making her thrust her hips as the orgasm wrung her out, making her wish that that bliss would never end. Leslie could hear the muffled scream that Trudy let out with when she came.
CHAPTER FOUR
Trudy couldn't get out of her mind the way that had felt earlier in the day, having Leslie tie her up in those leather bonds and then screw the fuck out of her with the dildo. Man, that had been the sort of experience that could change your whole life, not to mention your sex life.
It had most definitely changed her sex life. Now she was thinking in a whole new way about what she wanted out of sex.
It had been so forbidden, so dirty being fucked that way, and such a fucking turn-on that she couldn't believe it! She'd never felt anything so intense in her whole time with Glenn!
She hadn't mentioned to Glenn about the present that Leslie had given her. That could wait for a bit, for exactly the right time.
Now all she could do was think just how sexy being tied up like that had made her feel earlier, and how she was going to suggest that to Glenn ... somehow.
Maybe he would go along with the idea and give her a replay of the joy she felt when Leslie was screwing her.
"Oh, by the way," she said to Glenn as she was picking up the dinner plates, trying to sound utterly nonchalant, "Leslie gave me my Christmas present this afternoon. I was so curious that I had to peek."
She and Glenn didn't have quite so liberal a relationship that she would dare tell him about the circumstances of peeking at the dildo, much less what had happened afterwards.
Not only was she not quite sure about how he would react to her and Leslie getting it on, she wasn't sure how he would react to the bondage bit, either.
Even bringing up the subject of the present made her feel a little nervous.
"Oh, really?" he answered in response to her question. "What did she get you? Another fondue set?"
"Very funny. Leslie never got us a fondue set. That was your mother. Want to see what Leslie got me?" Now, Trudy realized, it wasn't just nervous. Her heart was thumping partially because she couldn't wait to show Glenn!
Glenn figured that something was up from Trudy's mood, so he figured that he'd take a chance. "Sure." He couldn't imagine why a Christmas present would make her quite so antsy as that.
She cracked a wide smile. "C'mon, it's in the bedroom."
Perhaps Glenn wondered for a moment about what her Christmas present was doing in the bedroom, but that thought passed.
They both went into the bedroom and Trudy went to her vanity, carefully extracting a box from it like she was handling cut crystal.
She handed it to Glenn, not saying a word, wondering what he would think and how he would react to the dildo.
Glenn was a little wary, too. He sensed that something was up from Trudy's mood, and knew he had to be careful with his response. If this was something that Trudy was really enthusiastic about, he didn't want to disappoint her with too bland of a response.
He opened the box and looked inside. And that was when Glenn got his surprise.
His face was completely expressionless as he stared at the big shaft of plastic residing inside the box.
"Uh, gee," he offered, "I have to tell you that Leslie has an interesting idea of Christmas presents, Trudy. Highly original. What does she think, that you're going to go into a career as a porno film star? Anyway, I do have to admit that I've never seen one of these given this time of year."
Glenn sat the box down on the vanity and then reached inside, wanting to examine the present more closely.
In a weird way he too was attracted and repelled by the dildo, wondering what Trudy would think if he got too interested in it. She didn't think he was that kinky, did she?
He wrapped his fingers around the smoothness of the plastic shaft, then took it out of the box to examine it more closely. There was certainly no comparison between that big plastic pud and his own more, uh, modest sized tool.
Shit, Glenn thought, this fucking thing made his dick look like a toothpick, and he wasn't sure just how that made him feel! Is that what Trudy was interested in? Big dicks? Monster motherfuckers this size?
And what if she got addicted to this fucker? Where in the hell did that leave him and his own lonesome cock?
Shit, his prick couldn't hold a candle to a boner that size!
Hmmmm, he reflected, even though Trudy had never complained about the size of his dick in the past, this was probably just what ever woman in the world had always wanted.
Chicks were always talking about the size of different guys, and something like this would certainly handle any needs she had along that particular line.
He wondered if she was planning on having him use it on her.
"Kind of big, don't you think, Trudy?" Glenn asked, wondering if that big rod was going to actually fit into little Trudy.
"It is, kind of, isn't it?" she asked. "I know ... Maybe if I got it wet it would go in a little easier...."
Yeah, he thought, Trudy definitely wants me to use that monster boner on her. He could see it in her expression, sense it in the way that she was acting. And the way she was talking made him think that she wanted him to slide that big pecker to her right now.
Why not? Especially since, after I use this to get her worked up, I can get my own piece of ass afterwards. Shit, I hope my real dick isn't a big, or small disappointment after this monster motherfucker....
Trudy leaned forward on the bed, where she was sitting. Her eyes were wide and there was something in her expression that reminded Glenn of a little girl. A little girl in desperate need of a big cock!
As Glenn gripped the dildo she took hold of it, too, as if it was his own cock that she was fingering.
She ran her fingers over the prick, looking into his eyes kind of plaintively. She knew that that got to him.
Yeah, that was an invitation if he ever saw one, and the more that he held that prick, the more that he thought that he just might be in the mood, too.
Trudy went ahead and showed him what she needed.
She brought her mouth to that hard plastic pecker, and then she started to use her tongue on that huge boner. She took her time with it, starting out just kissing that plastic cock like sometimes she did with Glenn's pecker.
Just looking at her do that was turning Glenn on. She was still looking up at him, but her lips were leaving a little trail across the veiny width of that big prod.
Christ, he could feel a little tingling at the head of his own cock as she swizzled her tongue over that monstrosity.
He couldn't have said why, but watching her do a number on that big white prick was making his own cock twinge.
Making it twinge, not to mention getting it hard.
Glenn stared as Trudy extended her tongue. Now she was getting really serious with that prick, sliding it wetly, stroking it over the length of that white plastic rod.
It reminded him of the many, many times when she had given him a blow job, and that only served to get him going more. There was something about watching Trudy do a number on a dick that really got to him.
He could feel his temperature rising and his breathing quickening.
Trudy was obviously loving it, too, but then, Glenn thought, she'd always enjoyed giving him head, so why wouldn't she enjoy doing it with something twice as big?
As she sat there working on the boner she closed her eyes, looking like she was carried away to dreamland.
She lustily stroked that big white dildo with her tongue, obviously getting into it.
Now she was moaning a little bit, her already heated pussy thrusting in and out like she really needed a pricking and needed it bad. Glenn's own bone was getting into the shape where he could provide one, too.
She was kissing that big plastic prod like it was a real dick that she was kissing.
She was lustily moaning and weaving as she licked the length of that big pecker, making it glisten.
Damnit! It was sure hard for Glenn to remain a disinterested bystander at that rate!
Just watching her was making Glenn hornier and hornier, and now he knew that he was going to have to get a piece of the action, too.
It would have been awfully nice, he thought, if it was his prick that was getting all that attention from her tongue.
Since it wasn't there was no point in crying over spilt sperm.
He'd show her what you used one of these things, for, he thought. He'd show her but good....
When that big dildo was adequately lubed Glenn gently took it away from Trudy.
He lifted it upward, looking at the reflections on its polished surface in the muted light of the bedroom.
It did look awfully good, he had to admit, and, from the smile and the wide eyes that Trudy was giving him, he could tell that the babe thought so, too.
In a funny way, it occurred to Glenn that this dildo gave him a lot of power. Even if he had shot his wad once or twice or three times, he could still keep pleasing Trudy, and that meant good things for him. This plastic bone meant that he never had to stop fucking her.
"Strip for me, baby...." he said, looking at her, his eyes hooded with lust. Then he was taking her place on the bed.
Glenn lay back on the bed, gripping the cock in his hand.
He was holding it up from his crotch just like an erection.
He figured that would give Trudy some inspiration, and get her going....
Trudy, after seeing that boner thrusting up from between Glenn's legs, was more than eager to oblige.
She would have done anything for him, and it wasn't entirely the dildo that was making her feel that way.
He wanted her to strip, well, fine....
Quickly she slipped out of her sneakers and designer jeans, peeling them down while Glenn got an eyeful of that elegant ass of hers.
Trudy's ass wasn't too big, not like some chicks, and Glenn liked it that way.
He'd always liked that girl's ass, along with just about every guy who ever saw her walking by in shorts or a bathing suit. But he got more than just seeing it at the remove of a pair of pants or a bikini.
He got to do anything he liked to it, to touch it, to kiss it, to lick it....
Hell, he liked just about everything about that little Trudy, now that he thought about it, but naturally her ass was one of his favorite things, the thing that was possessing his imagination at the moment.
As she bent over he got a quick flash of that little babe's asshole, and that gave him pause to think. And it gave his dick pause to get really hard.
Yeah, he thought, that did look awfully fucking good.
Just maybe he'd get a chance to get in that tight little hole tonight, after he'd gotten her in a good mood with this plastic pecker.
"This is waiting for you, baby...." he said, lewdly shaking the plastic pecker in his hand as she undressed. "It's all hard and waiting to sink into that pretty little pussy of yours, whenever you want it...."
And it was a pretty pussy, too, there was no doubt about that. One of the prettiest Glenn had ever seen, in fact, and that came up in second place in the list of things about Trudy that he couldn't live without.
The hair on Trudy's cunt was such a light blonde that it did almost nothing to hide the little furrow of her twat.
Glenn could hardly ever look at that little cunt without setting his mouth to watering....
And then Trudy pulled her tanktop off.
Trudy stood there, looking lustfully down on Glenn as he lay spread out on the bed.
She had her back arched a little bit, all the better to show off those sweet little knockers of hers.
That plastic cock was jutting from his crotch, waggling a little bit as he moved it. His eyes were waggling, too, back and forth from one tit to the other.
Her pussy was already juiced up as she watched him there.
Trudy had known that that dildo turned her on, but she didn't know she would be quite this turned on.
Sure it was exciting to be fucking Glenn, but just looking at that hard rod projecting up from Glenn's lap made her pussy twinge and get all wet inside.
Trudy arched a little more, then lifted her little titties, offering them to Glenn like ripe fruit.
"Yeah, baby," he said, smiling, "that's what I like. That's what gets this dick of mine all fucking hard...."
Trudy moved a little closer to her boyfriend, spreading her legs apart and kneeling in front of Glenn.
Glenn in turn used his free hand to reach out and toy with those wet little cuntlips of hers.
He spread the labia of Trudy's cunt and slid his fingers a little way inward, teasing her, gently fucking her with his fingers.
That little babe was really hot and wet down there.
Somehow, Glenn told himself, this was going to be a great night....
"MMMMMmmmmmmmm ... baby...." she groaned as he fingered her.
She was still holding her pretty tits up, molding them and offering them to Glenn while she weaved her ass and pussy, settling her cunt down onto his fingers.
Glenn wanted to get that babe a little more ready for the penetration of that monster pud, and he knew one way to do it. One way that he would enjoy and she would enjoy, too.
Glenn pressed closer, leaning down.
He could already smell the wonderful fragrance of Trudy's snatch on his fingers, and that had given him a bone-on that wouldn't quit.
Now it was time for him to taste that little pussy....
Glenn brought his mouth down to Trudy's twat, and then he pressed into her, spreading her cunt wide.
This, he thought, is going to be a treat....
He groaned as he ate her out, loving it, loving every second.
Glenn was a cunt eater from way back, but this night there was something particularly enticing about Trudy. She was different in a way that he couldn't exactly define. Oh, well, he thought, there was no use in dwelling on it, might as well just enjoy it....
He plunged his mouth into Trudy's pretty gorgeous blonde pussy, although blonde didn't quite describe the rainbow of shades of the hair, especially since she had gotten juiced-up.
He thrust his tongue into that wet tangle of twathair.
That boy was more than hungry for her, loving the tang of that pussyjuice.
He began to run his tongue up and down in the slash of her cunt while she gripped his head and twisted her pussy into his face.
That little girl wanted it awfully bad, and she wanted it hard, grinding her cunt right into his teeth.
"Glenn ... Oh, Jesus ... Yesssss ... "Trudy moaned, "That feels so fucking good, baby! I love the way that you do that! Glennnnnn! You're the best, baby Yessss!"
Glenn thought that he was the best, too, but it was nice to hear it confirmed by Trudy.
Trudy cooed and moaned as he ate out her pussy.
Her pussy was bucking as if she was fucking his face, and moment by moment she could feel her cum rising.
She was gripping his head, bucking and waggling her ass as he reamed her pussy with his tongue.
She just kept on grinding her cunt into Glenn's face, never wanting the pleasure of that boy's talented tongue to end.
"The way that you do that, baby ... I fucking love it!" she groaned.
She was twisting her pussy, twisting her clitoris into his mouth, loving the sensations that were rushing through her, making her whole body tremor.
"I've just got to have you, baby ... I've just got to have your dick all the way up inside of my pussy...."
Glenn just kept up what he was doing, knowing that the effort would pay off, and, at the same time, loving it himself.
Something had gotten that babe going. It was probably that big poker that Leslie had given her. If that was the case, then fine. He knew when he had it good.
He knelt there between her legs, giving her pussy as good a workout as it had ever had.
He used his finger to make it extra nice for both of them.
He was spreading the gates of her little cunthole nice and wide to make it easy for his tongue to thrust deep, to really friction that little hole of hers.
Glenn zeroed in on her little clit, feeling that ass of hers go into overdrive when he started to spank that little bud with his tongue.
"Mmmmmmm, Glenn! COoooooohhhh, yeah! Like that! Like that! Fucking like that!"
Glenn wanted to go a lot farther than just using his tongue.
Hell, his cock was demanding it, and when his cock had something to say, he made it a point to listen.
It was harder than a rock by that time, thrusting from the dark tangle of hair at his crotch.
That bone was continually reminding him that it wanted a piece of the action, a piece of the ass, too.
But Glenn knew that Trudy was anxious to try that dildo, and he thought it might be kind of fun, too.
All in good time, he thought, all in good time....
It was a monster motherfucker, and it would be good to see how Trudy responded to having that big prod buried into her little blonde twat.
She got crazy enough from him ramming his tongue into her, how was she going to react when she had something ten times as big shoved up her quim?
It turned him on to think of what it would be like burying that big pecker into her, so much bigger than his own respectable dick.
Glenn gripped that dildo in his fist and then angled it toward its goal, its destination.
Trudy was splayed out on the bed, hungry to get that dildo, hungry to get anything hard thrust into her pussy.
Glenn eyed the pink, dewy slit of Trudy's pussy, having a hard time resisting putting his own dick to work in those close quarters.
He moved the head of the dick right up to kiss into those pink pussylips.
Glenn had to admit that was a sexy picture. Picture? It was a full color porno shot, good enough to be featured in any slick skin mag he'd ever seen....
That prod was so fucking big, and lying there, just kissing that babe's cuntlips sent twinges right to his dick.
"That's the way, babe ... "Trudy moaned, gripping her tits and pinching the nipples. "Shove that big fucker into me ... I can take it, Jesus, can I take it!"
She spread her legs wider, staring at that big veiny prod in Glenn's hands.
She was wildly fingering her twat, offering it to him.
How she wanted to have that big cock thrust all the wy into her crotch.
CHAPTER FIVE
She WOuld die to have that big hard motherfucker reaming her out!
Trudy arched back, now fingering her pearly pink nipples.
She was writhing, moaning, hungry to have that bone dip into her, but so far Glenn had only teased her pussylips with it.
She was desperate to have that big motherfucker blasting a path into her pussy, and Glenn just kept waiting!
What she was doing to her tits wasn't exactly cooling her down, either!
She was using her fingers to pinch and pull at her nipple spikes, pulling them hard so they hurt....
...So they hurt so fucking good that she almost had to scream!
And then Glenn gave her what she was aching for.
He pressed that white dildo into the slit of her cunt, watching its thick width pushing wide her pink labia. Even as he pressed it inside he wasn't in any hurry.
He kept on pressing that cock inward to the accompaniment of Trudy's lustful little cries to give her more.
"Deeper! Yes! Deeper, baby! Fuck me hard with that motherfucker!"
Trudy was jerking her ass, going in opposition to that plastic pud.
By that time she was totally unable to control herself. That little babe was all coated with sweat, and he hadn't even gotten that prod into her yet....
She was crying out her pleasure as Glenn buried that slab of contoured plastic all the way into her cunt, beginning to jog it, sliding it deeper and deeper.
And now Glenn was really letting her have it with that dildo.
He was sliding it quicker into the wet confines of her cunt, sliding it in and out and loving the little chorus of cries that Trudy was giving in response.
"I want it, baby! I fucking want it! It's too good! Bury that fucker in me! Fuck it into me! Fuck me until I scream!"
From the way that Trudy sounded, Glenn didn't think that that was going to be a very long time.
Trudy was gripping his wrist, helping him along with that cock.
Her face was blissfully tormented as he burrowed that rod all the way into her.
He was jogging her ass with each thrust of that monster bone, wiggling it into her.
Trudy's cunt was dripping wet, and they could both hear the squelching of that plastic rod with each stroke that Glenn fired into her.
For Glenn's part he was loving it.
Trudy never looked better than when she was being fucked....
... And with the size of that rod she was going to end up double-fucked this time.
She had such an innocent face, even though it was blushing red and sweaty right at the moment, but still, he could never look at her and think of her as being adult.
Sure, she was in her mid-twenties, but Trudy's features were so delicate that they fueled Glenn's fantasies on a nightly basis. In his mind he could always dress her up like a princess or like a whore, and whatever part he put her into, that babe was beautiful.
Today she was playing, well, he would have had to say that it wasn't the princess. The way she wanted that big plastic cock!
Glenn had never seen anything like it!
That chick was crazed for that fucker!
He loved watching that big piece of veiny white plastic as he burrowed it into Trudy.
He hung above her, trying to play it cool himself.
He was slamming it again and again into her dripping blonde twat.
Glenn had known that she was close to the end, but he hadn't known quite how close.
He would have liked to have prolonged the fucking just a little bit longer, but when he heard Trudy crying out unmistakably, he knew she was going over the edge.
He fucked and fucked that big dildo into her as she clutched him, begging him, and he just kept ramming that monster prod home.
He fucked that little blonde babe until she screamed with bliss, and then lay there sweat-soaked on the bed, her ass still rising and falling, humping into that dildo long after the dregs of her cum had dissipated.
"I need it again, Glenn," she whimpered, and Glenn smiled.
* * *
Leslie had wanted to save her present for Nic until Christmas, which was only a few days away, but once she had the dildo and the restraints stored on the top shelf of her closet, they kept calling to her.
She couldn't take her mind off of those things, off of the things that she and Nic could do with them.
She and Nic were lying in bed and he couldn't understand why Leslie was so reticent about having sex that night. That wasn't like her, at all. Hell, now that he thought about it, that was practically a first. Usually it was her who was hot to trot, even when he was sometimes more tired than he liked.
But this night Leslie just lay there, kind of brooding to herself.
Leslie, lying beside him, was one hell of a temptation, and there was something about her being reluctant that made Nic want into that pussy of hers even more.
Any other night he might not have felt the desire so keenly, but naturally, this night, when she didn't seem to be in the mood, he was horny as hell!
She had laid there, reading a paperback thriller, for the last half hour without speaking. Actually, pretended to read it, Nic amended himself. She had only turned about three pages in that whole time, and that tipped him off to the fact that she had something on her mind that she wasn't telling him.
It was the dildo and the restraints although, of course, Nic knew nothing about that. They kept eating at Leslie.
He kept glancing over, looking at the way her big tits lay splayed on her chest, the big honey nipples beckoning him to ... to....
Shit! Why keep tormenting yourself about it?
Finally Leslie lay her book down.
"Nic?"
"Yes?" he asked.
"Do you think it would be too terrible if I gave you your Christmas present a few days early?"
Christmas present? So, that was what she was thinking about was Christmas presents? Christ! Women were crazy!
"Well, no," Nic said. "Whenever you want to give it to me. It doesn't make much difference to me...."
The question was, why would she be in such an all-fired hurry to give him his present....
"Okay," she said, giving him a devilish little smile, "It's in the bag on the top shelf of the closet. Why don't you bring the bag over here and put it on the bed, so I can watch you be surprised...."
Actually, that wasn't quite true. It was only part of his present. She had put the gag and the dildo in a separate bag, thinking that she could break all of this to Nic slowly.
First would come the restraints. Let him get a taste for that. She could see how he'd react to those. They could get wilder!
Nic shrugged. Yeah, women were definitely weird.
He got out of bed and trudged naked over to the closet, then took down the bag from the top shelf. He had no idea what it could be, but he wanted to get it over with. Maybe after that, after he made a big deal over her gift, she'd be in the mood to screw.
Surely it couldn't be a new shirt or a wallet, or anything like that. Leslie wouldn't possibly make this kind of a fucking fuss over that sort of thing.
He lay the bag on the bed.
"Your present isn't wrapped up. You can take it out of the bag."
Nic reached into the bag and gripped smooth leather. This was starting to get interesting, he thought.
Then he pulled the black restraints out of the bag.
Jeez ... This was even wilder than he had expected, and Nic didn't quite know how to respond to the gift.
"What do you think?" Leslie asked. She had a broad grin on her face, anxiously awaiting his answer.
"Uh, well, uh, I'd say it's kind of kinky?" Nic ventured.
Leslie smiled and nodded vigorously. "Definitely, baby ... Somehow I would say that 'kinky' would be a fair assessment...."
"So, listen, honey, what do you really think?" Leslie asked him.
Shit, Nic didn't really know what to think about the leather restraints. There were too many things to think.
Nic's questioning look must have given it away to Leslie.
"Now, honey," Leslie said, "don't get the wrong idea about the gift, okay? Our sex is already just perfect for me. I mean it! I just thought that with this we could get into a whole different thing. I thought it would be, you know, fun to try something a little different."
Nic had to admit that there was a certain sense in that. He wasn't opposed to doing 'different' sorts of things, no way. No, it wasn't like he had never thought of doing that sort of thing with Leslie.
He handled the restraints , liking the feeling of them, but still wondering how to respond. He was wondering what it would be like to have Leslie tied up in front of him, whether he would get into it, or not.
She'd be totally unable to resist, unable to do anything but just take his cock any which way he wanted.
Leslie was watching him intently, gauging his reactions. She had hoped that he wouldn't react badly or defensively about the black leather restraints, but now, judging from the smile on Nic's face, he had taken a shine to them.
She sat there, naked, crosslegged on the bed as he examined the new toy that she had bought him. There would be more to come, but for now, these were enough.
And then Nic took the black restraints in his hand.
"Well, Leslie," he said, his eyes glittering as they roved up and down her naked body, "if this is what you want, then this is what you're going to get. Hell, you might be surprised. I might really get into this."
She loved to hear that.
And she loved to hear the tone of Nic's voice, too.
Those restraints brought out a certain domineering attitude in him that she had seen only very rarely. Brought out a kind of self-confidence and sexiness that she very rarely heard in his voice.
But now, obviously, he was willing to play the game to the hilt.
Nic slid closer to her.
He gripped her wrist with his free hand, holding it tight.
He dropped the restraints onto the bed and, looking into her eyes, he stroked the soft skin of her wrist.
"You're not changing your mind about this, are you, Leslie?" he asked, smiling at her.
"No way...." she said, returning his smile.
Yeah, now she was positive. Leslie knew that she had guessed right about Nic.
She knew that, even though he didn't say so in so many words, that looking at those restraints got him turned-him on, really turned-on. She knew him too well not to know that he would respond to the possibilities in those.
It didn't take long for Nic to secure that wrist, and then, not even asking her if she wanted to, he brought her other wrist over it, then wrapped the black leather around both of them, securing them both tightly.
He did it a little tighter than she might have liked, but, on the other hand, she kind of liked that, too.
Nic liked the way that looked, Leslie all tied up that way.
Now that he thought about it, that was something of an understatement. There was something about seeing her like that, all bound up in black leather restraints like that, that turned him on in a way he had never felt before.
It really got to him looking at her like that....
It seemed so, well, so forbidden, so outside of the pale. He knew that this wouldn't be the last time that they experimented with black leather if he had anything to say in the matter.
He tied Leslie's wrists to the headboard, threading the leather through the ornamental design, taking his time to make sure that the ties were good and tight.
He watched her tits distort so prettily as he lifted her arms.
And now Leslie couldn't have escaped from the bondage of that leather, even if she had wanted to, which was the last thing she wanted.
Now she was splayed out on the bed, almost too perfect of a picture, almost too beautiful.
Her big tits were flattened out on her chest and they were rising and falling with her breathing.
Even now, even after being married to Leslie, Nic still couldn't get enough of those knockers of Leslie's. They were the finest, bar none, that he had ever seen, and just looking at those boobs got him hard.
Leslie was obviously really turned on, too, and, as she stared wide-eyed at Nic, it was obvious that the restraints weren't doing anything to defuse his desire, either.
She saw that there was something about the black leather that seemed to bring her real, hot desire to the surface, to make her desperate for Nic. Nic was ready.
Nic was as hard as a rock, his cock wobbling as he went down to the foot of the bed and tied her legs.
He tied them wide open, as if that tangled and wet little pussy of hers was an offering to him.
Leslie wasn't struggling at all. She was enjoying what was going on way too much to struggle.
She lay back on the bed, tied hand and foot, unable to do anything else but just watch, to eye that big boner of Nic's.
Now Nic was looking down on the results of his labor, and obviously loving them.
He liked seeing her that way, something that had never occurred to him before. He'd like seeing her that way again.
Shit, every time he thought about it his cock would start to twinge.
By that time his cock was thrusting out as hard as Leslie had ever seen it. It looked so delectable, so fuckable and suckable that it made her mouth water.
That hard boner angled sweetly upward and she couldn't take her eyes off of it, thinking about what that hard pecker of his was going to feel like once he had buried it in her pussy. She hoped it would be soon.
Nic gazed down on his wife, looking at her tied up like that for the first time. If his cock presented an irresistible image to her, then her cunt did the same for him.
Plus ... MMMmmmm ... Those big tits of hers had always got him, and the way that she was tied, with her arms elevated into the air, did really nice things to them.
He was tempted to reach out and touch those big knockers of Leslie's, to fondle them, to distort them in his fingers, but somehow he resisted the urge.
Her tits were rising and falling with her excitement, and seeing that couldn't help but get Nic more excited.
Her spread legs looked oh-so good. From where he sat he had a perfect view of that little pink slit of hers.
It shone forth from within brunette hairs arrayed all around it, almost beckoning him to do ... to do so many things to it.
Nic was really turned on and knew that he had to do something about it.
He gripped his own cock in his hand, liking the heft of it, the hardness of it, and he went into motion with it.
He didn't want to go too overboard, which would have been easy enough, staring at her tied up like that.
There was plenty more to cum, and he didn't want to waste it by blowing his wad right at the start.
CHAPTER SIX
He was going to just frig himself a few more times to relieve the need he was feeling down there.
His boner felt really good in his hand, harder than it had felt for a long time. Leslie had been right in buying those restraints. They were obviously adding to both of their sexual imaginations.
MMMmmmmm, he thought, still frigging his bone, it was going to feel incredible burrowing that stake all the way into that babe's little dripping twat.
The longer that Nic looked at Leslie lying like that, her nakedness all arrayed in front of him,, the more horny he was getting.
Just looking at that cunt of hers was enough to get him really hot, even if it hadn't been for those incredible tits of hers.
Leslie didn't miss a thing.
She couldn't take her eyes off of that prick of Nic's.
Nic's bone was harder than a rock and thrusting out of the tangle of his pubic fur at a steep angle, quivering there in readiness.
It occurred to her that she would almost rather have that hard bone of Nic's than the dildo that was still in the closet.
And now Nic found he couldn't content himself with just looking.
He had to go into action.
"You know what I'm in the mood for, baby?" he asked. "Maybe you can guess ... You look so good lying there like that that I just can't resist having my cock licked...."
That sounded a whole lot better than Christmas dinner to Leslie.
She'd always had a yen for eating hard cock, and when she met Nic that yen had become an addiction.
Nic pressed close, still holding his cock. Leslie couldn't wait for that big pecker, but, on the other hand, she couldn't exactly reach out and grab it, either, not considering the way her hands were tied.
As Nic approached she thrust our her tongue.
He touched the tip of it, glittering with a single bead of cum, to her tongue and she went farther.
She began running her tongue over his stiffened cock, licking his prick while he took in the sensations.
Just looking at Nic's naked cock was doing things to her.
Tied up like that, unable to escape, seemed to somehow sensitize her whole body, seemed to draw everything into focus.
Now she knew that she had to fuck, and Nic's cock, looming in her face was only underlining that.
Her body was on fire as Nic knelt in front of her, pressing his prick deeper into her mouth. She sucked that prick like a nipple, carried away by the sensation of having his boner thrust into her mouth.
Nic was moaning, going farther still.
He was drunk with the sensation, rubbing it all over her face, over her forehead, rubbing it over her cheeks as she squirmed and writhed in her bonds.
He rubbed in under her nose, kissing the tip of it to her lips as she quivered in her bindings.
It was just too erotic, and she wondered why she had waited so long to get into this aspect of sex.
She squirmed in her bindings as Nic rubbed his prick over her face.
"MMmmmmm, oooooOOOOhhh, yeah, babe...." she moaned, waggling her ass.
It was like she was worshipping that bone of his, begging it to deliver forth its hot scum into her mouth.
But it wasn't just dick-sucking that Nic needed.
Now Nic's cock was ready, more than ready, and once it was he knew what he wanted.
He slid over Leslie's body, going back down the bed.
That was where his ultimate pleasure lay.
His prick hadn't lost any of its hardness in getting sucked and now it was wobbling between his hairy legs as came into range of what he really wanted.
Nic supported himself on one hand above Leslie, and then he hefted his cock in his hand, aiming it at her pussy.
Nic eased the tip of that boner into the petals of Leslie's cunt.
He teased her with it, running that hard and thrusting pestle up and down in the livid slit of her cunt.
"Mmmmmm ... OOooooOOooohhhh...." Leslie groaned, trying to thrust her pussy into Nic's cock, trying to gobble it up with her cunt. "Yesssss ... Nic ... Inside of me ... I need that hard cock of yours deep inside me...."
And then Nic fed that cock into her, sliding it deep.
Christ, how he was loving the feeling of filling up that tight little grasping hole of Leslie's.
That felt so good, so fucking good, better than anything in the world.
"OOoohhhhh, fucking yes! I've got to have you in me, fucking me hard!" Leslie whimpered.
She was tugging and pulling at the leather restraints as Nic filled her all the way up with his bone.
Now he was plunging it into her, both of them going wild.
He rammed his own hard prick all the way into Leslie's pussy.
Nic was twisting and squirming that hard rod within the wetness of her cunt, loving the feeling, loving every inch of travel that his cock took as he slogged it deep within the girl.
And then Nic simply went wild.
There was no turning back as he let loose with his fucking.
There was something about seeing Leslie tied up like that, knowing that she couldn't resist even if she wanted to, that just drove him nuts.
Seeing her like that made him harder than he had ever been, made him feel like he could have kept that hard-on up forever.
Another thing about Leslie that Nic simply couldn't resist were those tits of hers. They were fucking huge, fucking perfect!
As he piloted his dong into her, driving it in again and again he gripped onto her breasts.
He was using those big knockers for handles as he rammed and rammed her.
He squeezed them in his fingers, loving the softness and the firmness of those big tits of hers.
Shit, Nic loved the way that they jogged every time he rammed his cock up her hole, the way that the sweat dripped and pooled between those two big mounds.
Nic figured that Leslie might not like it, but he didn't want to cum too soon. He knew that if he kept it up like that he'd be blasting his seed into her at any second.
And so Nic pulled his still-hard rod out of Leslie with a slurp.
He looked down at her, loving the way that that babe looked tied up like that.
And then he reversed himself.
He threw his leg over her and pressed his mouth into her fragrant cunt.
She moaned with the sudden pleasure, lifting her head up and licking his legs.
His ass was looming in her face and Leslie was just about out of control by that time.
His erect bone was just out of reach of her mouth.
That didn't matter. She couldn't just lay there.
She went for his ass, and Nic was definitely glad that he had thought of the idea in the first place.
Leslie loved that, if for no other reason than she had a touch of the kinky in herself.
She was running her wet tongue up and down over Nic's hairy and hot asscheeks. That babe was pleased when she heard him responding with lusty moans of pleasure.
There was something about being tied up like that that made her want to give Nic all the pleasure she could, that made her want to submit to him, to do anything for him. Especially licking his ass.
Nic was loving it!
That was something that Leslie had never done to him, something that a man fantasized about, and something that Nic had always lusted for. And now she was giving it her all.
She was now running her tongue up and down in the crack.
Just the feeling of that was making Nic get woozy, clenching his anus as she went crazy with her tongue.
Nic's cock was still hard, and the ass-licking sure as hell wasn't making him any softer.
Leslie kept up the wild stuff, reaming him in the rear.
This time she really took the plunge and dived downward with her tongue.
She ran her tongue around in the tight little pucker of his ass, then thrust into him.
Nic couldn't hold back his animalistic growl, clenching his anus, feeling her probing him as he ate out her pussy.
Leslie's tongue was really giving his butthole a workout, and that was about the point that Nic told himself that those restraints had been a damned good idea!
* * *
At Trudy and Glenn's place, things had taken a turn for the wilder.
"There's something else that I want," Trudy said, smiling at Glenn. Glenn knew that look and knew that, when Trudy looked at him like that, that she would get her way.
"I want you to tie me up."
Glenn wasn't sure that he had heard her right.
"Uh, like in bondage, you mean? That kind of tying up?"
"Well, of course, silly! What other kind of tying up is there?
That was a good question, one that Glenn was certain that he didn't know the answer to. Knowing for sure what she wanted didn't make him any more comfortable with things.
"Uh, what shall I use?"
Glenn seemed rather timid about the whole thing, Trudy thought, but she knew that he would get into it, once he got the hang of it. Yeah, he'd get into it once he saw her all tied up and ready to be fucked.
"Use my belts in the closet. That should be plenty."
Glenn went to the closet and took a handful of belts from a hanger. He looked at them like a sleepwalker, like he wasn't quite sure what he was doing. Well, Trudy thought, that isn't required. All he has to do is to do it.
Once Glenn got rolling it all seemed to come quite natural to him. It didn't take long for him to start getting into it.
Trudy didn't protest as he went from one hand to the other, firmly tying her up, then tied her ankles.
And then he was finished and he was able to look at the product of his handiwork. Quite nice, he thought.
Glenn knelt at the end of the bed, staring at Trudy, realizing just how much he desired that little wench.
That was showing in his cock, too, and Trudy didn't fail to notice.
It was standing out like a sawed-off broomstick handle, jiggling like it was sniffing around for a whiff of her pussy.
That bone was angling out of the fur at his crotch, and Trudy couldn't stop staring at it admiringly.
She found that once she was tied up certain memories began to be jogged, certain desires re-stimulated.
It was almost magical the way that a simple thing like being tied up stimulated her, made her want to do forbidden things, made her want to go crazy with sex....
Now she remembered just how much she had enjoyed making love to Leslie, and, without saying as much to Glenn, she vowed that there would have to be a replay of that. It wasn't necessarily something she would be telling Glenn about in the near future, but it was something she was going to have to do again. Definitely.
Glenn couldn't just look at Trudy lying there any longer.
He pressed closer to Trudy, holding himself above her, gazing down on that beautiful little body of hers.
She didn't say a thing as his mouth went questing for hers.
He kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth while one of his hands went out to clasp a single beautiful breast.
He watched that little tit shape and distort in his fingertips, the nipple going oblong and so prettily pink.
If Leslie had beautiful breasts, which she most certainly did have, then Trudy had beautiful breasts, too, only in a much more diminutive form.
Glenn was certainly appreciating them at that moment.
He was kissing, licking her throat while he squeezed her tits.
He loved Trudy's tits, loved to look at them, loved to touch them, almost felt like he was worshipping them when he was looking at them.
And somehow, seeing her tied up like that, it seemed to make her even more beautiful.
She was so fragile, so helpless, so utterly perfect in her beauty. And one other thing that didn't hurt the feeling. She was completely in his command.
"I want you to put your dick inside me, Glenn! I want your boner deep inside of me," Trudy gasped.
She was lustily waggling her pussy against his leg, trying to rub her pussy against his hard dick but being unable to.
"I want you all the way inside of me, giving me everything, giving me your hard dick...."
Hmmmmmmmm ... That didn't sound too bad to Glenn, either....
He was rubbing against her and she could feel the hardness of his cock against her leg. That frictioning was only making him want to dick that babe more.
She couldn't pull free enough of the bindings that she was entrapped in to do anything about it, though.
Before he fucked her, thought, Glenn wanted to taste her.
He slid down, his cock uncomfortable in its hardness, then buried his face into the tangled, wet mound of her cunt.
Fuck, yes! He was just loving the smell, loving the taste.
The smell of that little pussy was all it took to get him going, get him aroused like some wild animal.
Smelling her cunt seemed to go right to his dick, seemed to make him need to fuck, to go into hot action....
He nuzzled her between the legs, running his tongue up and down in the slice of her twat, loving every minute.
Some guys, Leslie knew, didn't much care about eating pussy, but that certainly wasn't the case with Glenn.
He kissed and licked that hairy little cuntmound, completely losing himself in everything about it.
That was IT for Glenn, absolutely fucking IT.
Trudy cried out from the pleasure of having her pussy worked from stem to stern by Glenn. She was wanting to reach out and touch him, to touch his dick, but unable to do more than to squirm in her bindings.
Glenn sucked her pussy, twisted his tongue into the slit of that little babe's cunt, loving every second of it, not wanting to do anything but to eat that babe's crotch.
By that time his ass was bucking out of control, his dick fucking air as he knelt there, reaming her cunt.
He reached under her, gripping her ass as he fucked her with his tongue.
He gripped that babe's sweaty buns, angling her harder into his face while his tongue fucked her like a miniature dildo.
He loved the feel of that babe's ass. His fingers gripped, slid over that hot little buttcheek.
Trudy was shaking, out of control.
She was gasping, thrusting her pussy, fucking into his face while the sensation of their lovemaking seemed to carry her higher and higher, into new realms of, if not ecstasy, as least sex craziness.
By that time Glenn's cock was completely engorged and thrusting out. And that was something that Trudy had always been partial to.
The way that thing was quivering, it looked like it wanted to get into something good, too, and not to let Glenn's tongue have all the fun.
Glenn slid up Trudy's slim, sweaty-streaked body again.
He was gorging himself on that babe like you might gorge yourself on a gourmet meal. He was licking her breasts, ogling them and squeezing them.
And then she felt him sliding his cockhead against the lips of her pussy.
He kissed her down there, only this time he used the tip of his prick nudging at the door to her pussy.
He ran it up and down in the little furrow of her cunt, making her groan, making her buck that tight little ass.
And then Glenn couldn't keep. He slid that cock home.
CHAPTER SEVEN
It Was as much for his own pleasure as to give Trudy what she so obviously was aching for. He just couldn't hold out for another second with the sweet prize of that babe's pussy beckoning for him to ram his cock deep.
Glenn filled up Trudy's cunt with his prick in a single stroke.
He went all the way into that hot, wet tunnel, loving every inch that that bone slid in. That pussy seemed to clutch him, the heat soaking through his cock and going straight to his fevered brain.
Glenn slid his boner deep and then went right to work with it. He started to fuck her like she'd never been fucked before.
He fucked her hard and deep and fast, digging how hard he was and how hot he was for that little cunt.
He was grinding his pubic bone into Trudy's hairy little mound, making her whole body lurch with the stroking of his dick.
Trudy was more than loving have him sock it to her, but she was showing it in a funny way. That hot little witch was practically crying as he drove his pecker deep into her, jogged it in again and again.
His hands were scrabbling all over that babe's luscious tits, molding them, distorting the little pink nipples until he could have cried from the beauty.
Trudy's tits might not have been enormous ones like Leslie's, but that didn't take anything away from them, not by a long shot. They were perfect in their own way, and those pink nipples ... Oh, fuck, yes! They could break a tit man's heart by looking at them!
Her tits were heaving, splattering droplets of sweet sweat as he fucked and fucked her, grinding his cock in.
Glenn drove his boner deep into the folds of Trudy's twat while she let out little whimpers of bliss.
His hands scrambled all over Trudy's tits as he rammed his cock home into the sweet harbor of her cunt, feeling like his prick would never get soft at that rate.
Glenn felt like he could have fucked her for hours and, in some strange way, he felt that Trudy being tied up was one of the reasons for that. It was different. It put a whole new spin on the balling that really got to him.
And t made her look even more innocent than she usually did. That was a big part of the turn-on for him.
It made her look even more vulnerable, if that was possible.
It emphasized some of the things about Trudy that he liked the most, and, incidentally, gave him a hard-on that just wouldn't go away!
Glenn rammed that big cock home, driving it into her cunt again and again while she practically begged him to plow that motherfucker into her wet little furrow.
By that time he was in overdrive, and Glenn hadn't exactly been slouching along to begin with.
He felt like a fuck machine and Trudy felt like her pussy was being jackhammered by that hard tool between his legs.
He gripped her ass, driving his nails into the sweat-dripping mounds of her butt, and he plowed and plowed that little pussy.
He drove his prick hard and fast and furious into that babe, feeling like he could last forever.
He held tight to her beautiful sweaty body, gripping for dear life as he pounded his last strokes into her.
And then Glenn and Trudy were savoring sweet, slow motion explosion in their loins. Glenn arched as he felt the cum creeping up on him, sizzling his senses.
They were bucking and fucking as their cum overtook them, and then Glenn trembled all over, still ramming his prick home.
Suddenly Glenn felt like he was a mile above a river of bliss, and that he was hurtling straight at it.
He'd never felt anything remotely like that in his entire life, but that didn't matter when he was hit by that rush of white sweetness, exploding his senses.
He screamed as he fired a hot triple squirt into the depths of that babe's cunt, sizzling, pouring his juice into her.
* * *
As soon as Glenn had left for work, Trudy knew that she had a chance to engage in some of the things that weren't possible when he was around.
Part of that was simply a moment to lay there silently and reflect about the things that had been going on.
It had been bugging her for quite some time, but it had all come to a head, well, she hated to admit it, but it had all come to a head when she and Leslie had made love. That had been a turning point in a lot of ways. She knew she could never go back to having the desire for Leslie be just a fantasy.
Trudy knew that something was missing from her life, her life with Glenn. Hell, it wasn't like they didn't have good sex, or anything like that. That was the farthest thing from the truth. They had great sex, but, Trudy thought, even great sex sometimes isn't what it takes to satisfy certain desires....
Now that Glenn was gone to work she had a little time alone to think about it, even to let her mind run free and to fantasize about things that might be.
One thing she knew was that Leslie had hit the nail right on the head by buying her that dildo. That had sure livened up sex with Glenn. But still....
Did Leslie sense that something was missing between her and Glenn?
Was that why she had gifted them with that big plastic wang?
Hell, Trudy wasn't even exactly sure what in the fuck it was that was bothering her.
One thing she did know, thought. She had to do something about these feelings that kept bugging her, these feelings of a desire that just seemed to never get satisfied.
She rolled over in bed, hugging herself tightly and letting out a little groan that was halfway pleasure and halfway frustration.
It wasn't Glenn who was bugging her, she was pretty sure about that.
Hell, Glenn was all that a lover should be. Caring. Going out of his way to give her pleasure, however she wanted it. The session with the dildo had proved that. In addition to all that, Glenn was one hell of a fuck. She had never doubted it.
It had to be something else that was gnawing at her.
That session between her and Leslie, she remembered, had been too fucking much. She couldn't remember the last time that she had been quite so aroused, quite so hot to fuck.
One thing she knew, and that was that woman knew how to, how to get deep inside at the needs of another woman. To satisfy things that you didn't even know about.
She knew how to fuck!
She couldn't free from her mind the sight of those big tits of Leslie's, and that kind of worried Trudy. For one thing, Trudy had never really gotten involved with another woman before, and she wasn't totally comfortable about it. It had just been too good with Leslie, that was the simple fact of it. It had been so good that she had to do it again.
At the same time, she still liked making love to Glenn ... What in the fuck was the matter with her?
Trudy slid out of her nightgown and dropped it to the side on the bed. She'd been much too hot with that thing on, and that might give her an opportunity to cool off a little. Lord knew she needed cooling off! She'd turned into a real sex freak lately!
God, though, didn't it feel nice to just lay in bed awhile longer, without having to get up? Trudy felt so ... so luxurious, perhaps not as luxurious as when she had been making love to Leslie, but great, anyway.
And thinking about making love to Leslie and Glenn, while frustrating, in a way, was also quite a turn-on. Trudy let out a little coo of pleasure, just remembering being with Leslie.
Trudy hugged herself again, feeling her tits squeezed under her arms. Her nipples were so sensitive and that made her feel so, so tingly inside....
It wasn't even a conscious decision to start touching herself that morning. It was just that her fantasies seemed to provoke that in her, and after she started it was awfully hard not to continue.
She wasn't even aware that she had began to touch her breasts.
She wasn't exactly fondling them, it wasn't anything quite that overt or intentional. She just lay back on the pillow and then started to tease her nipples with her fingers, tickling herself, kind of.
She hadn't quite counted on what that was going to do to her, though. She let her fingers gently tingle at the tips of her nipples, then go around the pink aureoles, making them go puckery and hard.
In addition to that, those little tits acted like thermostats. The more she twiddled them the hotter she kept getting.
It didn't take a hell of a lot of that playing with her tits to get her really going!
That was about the point that she realized that the fucking that Glenn had delivered to her that morning hadn't quite quelled all of the needs that she had.
Oh, sure, it had been Glenn's usual tour de force of screwing, but there was just something that that hard dick of his hadn't provided. It was hard to put her finger on it.
By that time she was feeling an almost continual ache in her pussy. Oh, it wasn't a painful ache, exactly, it was more like a frustrated ache, an ache of longing, an ache that told her she had to get something into that little cunt of hers or she was going to explode with desire!
By that time Trudy was hotter than when she had had the nightgown on, so that hadn't accomplished much.
She knew she was horny, so why try to kid herself?
And the main thing that was getting her horny was thinking about Leslie.
She could have thought about Leslie for hours without getting bored of it. It was crazy, but she had always had a thing for Leslie, but in the past it had taken on the form of friendship, even admiration.
She'd always liked the way that Leslie had of handling things. She was so, so mature, and at the same time so sexy. There was no mistaking that.
That wasn't the only thing that kept coming to Trudy's mind.
She was also thinking about how hard Glenn had been that morning and the night before, and that that dick of his would have been just the thing to handle the hunger in her loins.
Man, he'd been harder than she had had him in a long time, and she really couldn't wait for him to get home for him to demonstrate that big wang of his again.
So, it wasn't like she was cheating on Glenn, she told herself more than once. She was still really turned on by him. The fact was that she couldn't get enough of that cock of his.
It was just that she was also turned on by that hot little broad Leslie, and that was the thing that was bugging her. Bugging her in more than one way.
Trudy moaned as she arched on the bed, running her hands over her titties, squeezing them, compressing them, pinching the nipples.
She was feeling frustration and desire, an overwhelming need that she knew she couldn't just leave alone....
She couldn't help but let out a whimper of bliss. Maybe it was frustrated bliss, but it was bliss, nonetheless.
Shit! When she had started touching herself, she hadn't quite counted on getting this fucking turned on!
By that time her nipples were hard little spikes, and even Trudy had to admit that they looked oh-so nice!
They jutted forth from her not-large breasts like two pink little bullets, and as she touched them it felt like it stimulated a live current that ran straight to her twat. That didn't mean that she could stop touching them, though.
She squeezed her tits hard, pinching the nipples, feeling her ass sweaty against the bedclothes.
There was no doubt that she needed to do something, and do something fast. The best thing that could have happened would have been for Glenn to come home, hard and hot to fuck, but that wasn't going to happen, and so she knew that she was going to have to resort to something else to deal with her desire.
She could have called up Leslie right then, since she knew that her friend would be awake, but somehow she didn't feel right about that, either. Leslie might not have minded her calling, in fact, Leslie might have been more than eager for a replay of the little scene they had had with the restraints, but somehow Trudy didn't feel comfortable in doing it.
It was frustrating, but she knew she was going to have to settle on her fantasies and her fingers to get her through this one. If that was all she had, then she was going to have to make do.
God, she thought, it would be awfully good to have Leslie tend to me once again, tend to me with that tongue and that body and that hard plastic dick.
Hey, that was one bright thought. Maybe she, Leslie, needed a little variety in her life. No doubt Nic's a good fuck, and God knows that I wouldn't mind finding out for myself one of these cold winter nights, but maybe she needs a little variety once in awhile, too.
And, hell ... maybe I'm the one to provide that variety.
What if, Trudy thought, what if Leslie and I kind of got into a routine with making love? Maybe one or the other of us would sneak over in the morning and make love after the guys had taken off to work.
While the boys were away the girls would play....
Trudy thought about how it would feel if Leslie were beside her in bed right at that moment, snuggling next to her, kissing her. She would have shed her clothes before she got in bed, so both of them would be naked. Naked and hot. Hot to trot.
Maybe they wouldn't start making love right away, maybe they would just let the desires build....
Now that Trudy thought about it, maybe Leslie had wanted her for longer than she had known. And Trudy was certain that she had been hot for her friend even before she had been willing to acknowledge it to herself.
She remembered some of the looks that Leslie had given her when they had been alone, some of the times when she had wanted to get away from the boys....
There was a little current of lust running through Trudy, and she really couldn't keep her fingers from wandering downward on her body.
One hand remained, well, reassuringly perched on a burning tit, gently toying with a nipple, while her other hand made a slow journey down the length of her hot body.
Trudy's fingers slid into the hair of her pussy, not getting wild just yet, just running through the fine curls and fluffing them up. At that point she hadn't even told herself that she was going to resort to fucking herself, and so she still just teased her pussy.
As she lay there she couldn't get the image of Leslie, beautiful, big-titted Leslie, out of her mind.
And that was when it occurred to her that those fingers toying around in her snatch might be Leslie's.
Yeah, maybe it would have been Leslie lying beside her there in bed, teasing and toying with her pubic hair and her cuntlips.
They'd be talking in a casual, friendly way, neither of them initiating anything at that point. Perhaps Leslie would be smiling and teasing the hair of Trudy's pussy, and maybe, just maybe she would have let her fingers go a little farther down.
Trudy was almost beside herself by that time, although she was trying her best to retain a little cool.
She started rubbing her pussy a little harder, shaping the warm mound of hair-covered flesh underneath her fingers, then letting them move down to the cleft of her cunt.
She slid her fingers into the little furrow of her pussy, pressing the labia apart so that her fingers could sink a little ways in.
It was wet and hot down there. That wasn't much of a surprise, though.
All she could think about as she teased her cuntlips and toyed with her tittie was sex. Sex with Leslie, sex with Glenn, even sex with Nic, although Nic had never made any advances, or anything like that.
By that time Trudy knew that she had to have more. There was just no way around it.
CHAPTER EIGHT
This Wasn't jUSt an idle fantasy of fucking, a little session of lying abed where she would get up in a few minutes and go about her business without a single remembrance.
Now she knew that she had to go all the way to quell the incredible fire that was burning inside of her.
Trudy imagined herself pressing against Leslie's naked body in bed.
Pressing against those big hot tits of hers, and she imagined that Leslie had her hand between her legs, gently teasing her labia with her fingers.
Leslie's eyes would be fixed on Trudy's, but they wouldn't leave it at that. That would only be the prelude to a hot kiss....
She thought about pressing against her, kissing Leslie, the way that they had kissed before. She thought about Leslie's and her tongue twining hotly, wetly, Leslie fucking her mouth with that tongue....
"Ummmmmmm ... Oh, fuck, yessssss...." Trudy purred, wiggling her ass and pussy as she rubbed her clit.
She dragged her fingers through her cunt hair, over the wet lips of her pussy, going a little deeper than she should have.
That was just getting her too fucking hot; she had to do something to handle those fires deep, deep inside of her....
Trudy slid her fingers a little deeper into her pussy.
She was really loving the feeling as they sank into the tender folds of her cunt, swirling, teasing, ffictioning.
She told herself that it was Leslie frigging her fingers into her pussy, taking them deeper, giving it to her deep.
"Ummmmmmmmmmm...." Trudy purred like a furry little pussy, letting her one hand open up her already hot and wet pussylips, while two fingers of the other hand dawdled, frictioned into the sensitive inner lips.
Oooooohhh ... Fucking yes! That felt so fucking good!
Trudy was sliding her fingers in and out of the wet hole of her pussy, but all the while she knew that she needed more in order to handle the furnace that was building inside of her.
Oh, Jesus, she needed a man's dick ... she needed....
And then she blessed Leslie for having anticipated her needs and for making her life a whole lot sexier.
She got up and went to the closet where she had stashed the dildo. She quickly retrieved it, staring at it, knowing that this was going to be precisely the thing to fill up her cunt and fill up her desires at the same time.
Trudy scurried and then jumped back to the bed, eager to get back to that hot little Leslie as well as eager to get to the massive plastic cock nestled in her hands.
As soon as she was back in bed she went right to play.
She let the big, rounded snout of that dildo kiss between her pussylips, moving it a little bit, working it over the little nubbin of her clit. That was so damned sensitive that she thought she was going to scream!
This, this dildo was going to do it, she knew, this was going to do it....
She was juiced-up already and knew that nothing short of that big plastic wang was going to do it for her.
She spread her legs wide to make it easier for that dildo to do a headfirst into her, and then she began to press that dildo deeper.
She had all morning to fuck herself. The main immediacy was her desire.
She had to have that hard plastic pecker shoved up her!
She ran the head of that plastic cock up and down in the slash of her cuntlips, panting as she did, getting even more worked up.
And then she pushed the dildo a little farther into the channel of her cunt. By that time she was tremoring all over, hotter than hell, needing that big prod so very, very badly.
Trudy couldn't play it cool any longer. She slid that radical bone inward, letting out a continuous groan of pleasure as it penetrated her pussy.
She had one hand gripping her naked breast, squeezing and teasing the tip while she slid the dildo, that big motherfucking dildo, all the way into her crotch.
Trudy imagined that it was Leslie who was sliding that dildo into her, sliding it deep. Then she upped the ante with her free hand.
She turned on her side and then started touching her ass.
She was all sweaty back there, but her ass was so sensitive that she had to tremble as her fingers slid up and down in her buttcrack, teasing and tickling.
She teased her butthole a little bit, and then she slid her index finger inward. And then Trudy was taking it from both ends.
She was fucking herself with the dildo, developing a smooth rhythm with that hard hunk of plastic.
She was twisting her finger into her asshole, driving it deep, feeling like she was opening up a vein of fire that ran straight into the depths of her pussy.
That was too fucking much!
By that time Trudy was really getting carried away.
She was ramming herself hard and deep with that dildo, and at the same time doing everything she could to torture her asshole with her plunging finger.
Trudy couldn't control herself. She was gasping madly, battering that big pecker into her cunt.
She was matching the rhythm with her finger slamming deeply into her rear.
Her whole body was trembling with the slogging of that big rod, with the plunging of her fingers. Her little tits lurched with each stroke, getting all in shiny from her sweating.
Trudy wailed out her pleasure, thrusting that dildo into her cunt, loving the feeling, loving the way that hard cock was stoking the flames deep inside of her pussy.
And then she drove that dick until she couldn't take that deep thrusting for another second. Her orgasm burst up from deep inside, making her scream, making her thrust her pussy again and again into that hard plastic cock.
* * *
It was Christmas Eve, and Leslie had invited Glenn and Trudy over for drinks. They didn't have any family locally and Leslie thought it might be nice for the group to get together, have a few drinks, get a little loose, and ... Leslie didn't even reveal to herself that she might have other ulterior motives in mind.
Leslie had no idea what she was getting herself into when she invited them.
Nic was busy making mixed drinks while the other three sat in the frojrtt room, chatting. Glenn knew that something was up, just like he had known it at home, but he was unable to put his finger on it. Maybe the girls were cooking up some kind of scheme? Whatever it was, he was certain that they were sharing some hidden confidence, the way that they kept looking at each other.
"Listen," Nic said, coming out of the kitchen with four drinks on a tray, "why don't we watch a video, or play a game, or something...?"
"How about a board game?" Glenn asked. "I got a kick out of 'Starship Troopers' last time we played."
"Forget it," Leslie said. "That stuff is soooooo boring! Hell, you guys are the only ones who enjoy that kind of thing. Shit, I hate board games."
"It would be fun to play something, though," Trudy said. "Do you guys like charades?"
Glenn shrugged and me a wry face. "Talk about boring...."
"Obviously you're not too crazy about charades, either, Nic," Trudy said. "Not really."
Then Nic lit up. He might as well have had a lightbulb over his head. "I've got an idea," he said.
"What is it, honey?" Leslie asked, sliding her hand along his inner thigh.
Now Nic's face had gotten amused. "How about 'Truth or Dare'? You guys ever play that game when you were kids?"
No-one answered.
"Well?"
"Gee, Nic," Leslie said, "I haven't played that since I my tenth birthday. We used to play that and 'Spin the Bottle' at parties, as I recall. I'm not even sure that I remember the rules, but maybe you could refresh my memory. And my drink, while you're at it...."
Nic got up and took Leslie's drink to the kitchen. "Hmmmmmm...." Glenn mused, then called out to the kitchen, "that might be kind of fun. I remember playing that game as a kid, too, and it used to get pretty wild...."
"You're going to have to clue me in on how to play," Trudy said. "I never played the game...."
"It's easy," Nic said, returning with Leslie's drink and a bucket of ice. "Since I thought it up, I'll go first ... I'll start out easy, just so you can get the hang of it...."
Trudy shrugged. What did she have to lose? Then she glanced over at Leslie, sitting next to Nic. Leslie was mildly spiffed, it looked like. She'd probably had a few before she and Glenn arrived.
Hey, that was perfectly fine with Trudy. She couldn't stop thinking about the fun they had had with the restraints, and there was something about the mood of the evening, Christmas eve, that made her think that there might be interesting things in store for the group tonight. Real interesting things.
"Okay," Nic said, grinning, "I ask a question and you have the choice of telling the truth or taking a dare. I can ask you anything, and the only kind of dares that aren't allowed are dangerous ones. Embarrassing ones are fun, in fact that's the whole point of the game.
"I'll ask Trudy first, since she's never played the game. Okay, Trudy, tell me this: what does Glenn like the best in bed?"
"Hey!" Trudy said, "That's kind of personal, don't you think?" She hadn't really taken offense, but she figured she had better protest, if only for appearances.
"Hey, don't worry about it. That's the point, babe," Glenn said. "But you don't have to answer if you don't want to. You can always take the dare."
Trudy thought about it for a moment. She was starting to like this game, although she wasn't going to come right out and say it.
"I guess I'll take the dare."
"What's the matter," Leslie asked. "Is Glenn that kinky that you can't tell us what he likes best?"
"No," Glenn said, "that's okay." He chuckled. "That's the rules. If Trudy would rather take the dare, that's up to her."
"Well, I guess so...." Leslie said, with obvious disappointment.
"You bet it is," Nic said, still grinning. "Those are the rules."
Leslie knew that look. He had something up his sleeve.
"So what's the dare? Don't make it too hard...."
"Oh, the dare won't be too hard," Nic said. "Not too hard at all." He was thinking about something else getting hard, something between his legs. "All I want you to do is to remove an article of clothing."
"Hey, wait a minute," Trudy protested, but not too mightily, "that's strip poker, isn't it? Not Truth or Dare'!"
"It works for both rules," Nic said. "C'mon, Trudy, play the fucking game. It's only one article of clothing, just to give you the idea of the game ... '"
"Well, O-kay...." Trudy said. She thought that she was playing it smart. She slipped her flats off and slid them under the coffee table. She wiggled her toes. "How's that?"
"Perfectly acceptable...." Nic said, nodding and smiling. Actually, to Nic it was more than perfectly acceptable. He had a thing for feet, and he had a thing for Trudy, too. It was more than acceptable.
"Now it's Trudy's turn," Leslie smirked, thinking that now it was the girls' chance to get back at the guys. "Turnabout is fair play, and now she gets to ask Nic a question."
Trudy thought about it for a moment, not wanting to waste her turn. "Okay, Nic, since you were so interested in what Glenn likes to do in bed, then you won't mind answering the same question. What do you like best in bed with Leslie?"
Nic chewed a lip. This chick picked up on things pretty quick.
"Now, be perfectly honest," Trudy cautioned him, "and Leslie will know if you're telling the truth. You'll blow the whistle on him if he's lying, right, Leslie?"
"Damn straight."
"Okay...." Nic began. "Well, as Leslie will no doubt be happy to confirm, I really like to have my balls licked ... I don't mean a blowjob, I mean having my balls licked. They're, uh, real sensitive."
"Hmmmmmmmm ... You like that, too?" Glenn asked, smirking, then punching Nic on the arm.
"Okay," Leslie said, "Nic passed that one with flying colors. Now it's my turn to ask a question. I'm think I'm going to ask this of ... Trudy!
"Jeez," Trudy said, looking hurt, "everybody's picking on me tonight...."
"Maybe it's because you're so cute ... Anyway, Trudy, here's the question. Did you and Glenn use the present that I bought you for Christmas?"
That was easy, Trudy thought. "Sure did."
"Okay. Then, did you enjoy it, and did he like it?"
"Hey," Glenn piped up, "that's two more questions, You have to wait for your next turn to ask those, Leslie ... Now it's my turn to ask a question...."
"Quite right," she said, nodding and taking another drink.
"Truth or dare, Leslie," Glenn said, blurting it out and staring right at her. "Do you like taking it up the ass?"
Leslie looked shocked, even though she wasn't, not really. "Uh, taking WHAT up the ass, may I ask?"
"Well, Nic's cock, naturally? C'mon, Leslie, you know perfectly well what I mean. Just answer the question."
"I choose not to. Go ahead and dare away, Glenn...."
Glenn scooted back on the couch, thinking, wanting to make the dare count. "Okay, Leslie, here's your dare. Come over here and French kiss me...."
Leslie glanced over at Nic. He shrugged. Well, she thought, if he doesn't mind, then I certainly don't....
Leslie got up and walked the single step to where Glenn was sitting, next to Trudy.
She leaned over, her big tits hanging pendulous beneath her chest, and then pressed her mouth to Glenn's.
That hot kiss lasted a long time, and what she wasn't at all prepared for was that Glenn grabbed her tit in the process. She didn't say anything to alert either Trudy or Nic, though.
"I'm starting to like this game," Leslie said, smiling as she returned to her seat.
Glenn looked like he was blushing. "It's a great game," he agreed. "Let's see, it's Nic's turn, isn't it?"
"You damn bet it is," Nic said, getting eager to take his turn. "Okay, I'm going to ask Trudy again. Trudy, truth or dare. Do you like having your butthole licked?"
Trudy shook her head, taking another swig to prepare herself. "Jeez! These guys, Leslie! Can you believe this shit?"
Leslie was shaking her head, too.
"Okay," Trudy continued, "do I like having my ... butthole licked? What do you think? Well, Nic, I think I'm going to take you up on the dare, but please don't make it anything too radical, okay?"
"Now, would I do that?" Nic asked, smiling devilishly. "My dare is for you to remove another piece of clothing."
The assemblage watched with great interest, to put it mildly, as Trudy stripped her slacks down. That was the least revealing piece of clothing that she had to take off. Then she was wearing just bikini underwear and a tanktop.
Things, she realized, were starting to get serious.
"Christ," Leslie said, "these guys want to turn this game into strip poker. Well, if that's the way that they want it...."
Trudy sat back down on the couch and demurely folded her hands at her crotch, like that was going to help.
There. Satisfied?" she asked.
Nic shook his head. "It takes a lot more than that to satisfy me...."
Now it was Trudy's turn for some turnabout. "Leslie, did you tell Nic about ... Well, you know...."
"Hey, no fair!" Nic protested. "You can't have secrets in your questions! This game is supposed to be about the truth!"
"Says who?" Leslie asked. "Of course you can talk about secrets during the game. And, Trudy, the answer is 'no'."
Trudy and Leslie both realized that you couldn't keep secrets for long in that game.
"Leslie," Glenn asked, "what didn't you tell Nic that Trudy was referring to in her last question?"
For a second Leslie was stunned, and then she remembered that she had another option. She smiled like the Cheshire Cat. She didn't have to spill the beans about making it with Trudy. She chuckled. "Hmmmmm ... I think I'll take the dare, Glenn...."
"Since the girls are playing unfair with us," Nic suggested, "why don't you give her a real lollapalooza of a dare? Something that will really blow that cute ass of hers away!"
"Great idea, Nic, old pal. I was thinking exactly the same thing, and I know just the thing that will do it, too.
"You know, Leslie, my dear, I've been wanting to get a look at those gorgeous knockers of yours for a long time. Why don't you take off your shirt?"
Leslie shook her head.
"Hey, no fucking fair, Leslie!" Glenn protested. "We've all gone along with the rules so far. Now it's my turn and you have to do it. You can't cop out now!
All eyes were on Leslie.
She slowly exhaled, and then she started to unbutton her shirt. Luckily for her she was wearing a bra.
"Very, very nice," Glenn said, smiling, staring at Leslie's big tits once her shirt was off, doing everything but bursting out of the cups of that oversized bra.
"Now, it's my turn,' Leslie said, "and this time you're going to pay, Glenn." She took a second to think up something that Glenn might be embarrassed to talk about. "Glenn, let me ask you this: have you ever thought about wife swapping with me and Nic?"
"Shit! I'll take the dare," Glenn said.'chuckling.
"I was hoping you would," Leslie said. "Take off your pants."
"You girls are really getting down and dirty, you know that?" Glenn asked, still going ahead and unzipping his pants, then taking them off.
He was sitting there in briefs and shirt, but the thing that everybody else found appealing was that it was obvious that he had a massive hard-on in his shorts.
"Nic, is it your turn?" Trudy asked, a little antsy about what the boys might think up to play on the girls next.
"I think we got it out of order, but yeah, sure.
Okay, Trudy, I'm going to ask you the same question. Have you ever thought about wife-swapping, I mean, husband-swapping with me and Leslie?"
Before Trudy could answer, Leslie, always bold, came right out with it. "Fuck it, you guys! I've got an idea! Let's stop talking about it and just do it!"
CHAPTER NINE
The four exchanged glances, then smiles followed. Nic was the first one to make a move, and he quickly slid over to where Trudy was on the couch.
"Glenn? With your permission?" he said, and Glenn smiled.
Quickly Nic had her panties down, and then he was going for that wonderful blonde cunt with his mouth.
"He's rather forward, wouldn't you say?" Leslie asked Glenn.
"Not compared to me," Glenn said, and then he was getting up and exchanging places with Nic.
Nic spread Trudy's labia, not failing to take just a second to gaze into the pearly flesh of her twat.
And then he feasted.
Nic was incredibly turned on to be fucking his best friend's girlfriend, even if so far it had only gone so far as tongue-fucking. The evening was young, he told himself.
Hell, he'd wanted that little blonde Wench for a hell of a long time, ever since he had met her, in fact. Now he was finally getting her, getting something that he had never even dreamed he would.
Glenn wasn't wasting any time, either. Since Nic seemed to be enjoying Glenn's girlfriend so much, then he might as well take advantage of a few of his fantasies, too. He'd wanted Leslie no less than Nic had wanted Trudy.
Now that he was next to Leslie, he went right to work.
He quickly dragged Leslie's pants down, taking her panties with them.
Now he was getting an eyeful of her gorgeous brunette pussy, the mound of it all whorled with fine brown hairs. Then he was following Nic's lead and pressing his mouth to it.
He plunged his tongue into Leslie's cunt, using his fingers to pull the labia wide.
He went after her hot little pussy like a maniac, licking and sucking and kissing that pearly pink interior.
Trudy and Nic shifted off of the couch, needing more room.
She was loving having her pussy eaten, but she wanted something else even more.
She went down on her knees in front of Nic, opening his belt without any protest in the least from him, sliding down his zipper, and then taking his derwear down.
Nic was well on his way to erection. He pressed close to her, with his big cock heavy in her hand, the foreskin peeled back and the single eye peeking forth.
Trudy gripped his cock, and then frigged it a little bit to get it going.
She could feel that big prick hardening even as she was holding it.
Trudy was reminded of making it with Leslie, and the way that Leslie had looked with that monster pecker projecting from her lap. Nic's prick simply wasn't in the same catagory, but that didn't bother Trudy.
Trudy angled her mouth down atop Nic's half hard bone, closing her lips over it and taking it deep.
She plunged her mouth down onto his dick, turning her lips into a cunt while Nic thrust his prick in and out of her sucking mouth.
Then she went to the sacks of his hairy balls and started licking them like Nic had said he liked.
Nic was kneeling beside the couch, his fingers slid into Trudy's fine blonde hair as he started to work his cock in and out.
He was sliding his erect bone deeply into her mouth as if it was an artificial cunt, sliding it in and out.
Trudy was running long strokes of her tongue up and down the now erect and quivering shaft of Nic's prick.
Yessssssss! Fucking yesssssss! She was hungry for that bone, eager to eat it, eager to get a taste of the juice that she was sure would soon spit forth.
Just like always, just the taste, the firmness of that bone between her lips started getting her really turned-on.
She slid her hand down to her own pussy and started to work it with her own fingers, just to deal with some of the desire that was burning up her crotch.
Glenn pulled his mouth away from Leslie's cunt for just a moment, then saw what Trudy was doing. This was going to be one hell of a Christmas, he thought. It was off to one hell of a start, anyway.
"Just a minute," Leslie squealed, "I've got a great idea. She ran into the bedroom and then quickly returned with the Christmas presents.
Leslie had laid the restraints and the dildo on the end table, and Nic was the first one to grab for them.
Glenn still wasn't sure about the black leather restraints, and so he let Nic take the lead.
Trudy was still kneeling at Nic's feet, his hard and reddened cock still in her hands.
The other two watched as Nic gently but firmly took Trudy's wrist in his hand and led it up to leg of the couch.
"This will give us more room, don't you think?" he asked.
Quickly he wrapped that black leather around her wrist.
"But, maybe I don't want to...." she said, not knowing whether Glenn was going to enjoy watching Nic tie her up.
"Who asked you?" Nic asked, and Glenn echoed him, "Yeah, Trudy, who asked you? Go ahead and tie her up."
That tore it! She sure as fuck wasn't going to worry about pleasing Glenn after that!
Nic gripped her other wrist as the Leslie and Glenn paused to watch what he was doing.
Nic was really getting turned on by doing that.
His naked cock was thrusting out from his hairy, tangled crotch, and Trudy simply couldn't think of anything else as he placed her wrist next to her other.
Then he encircled it with a few twists of black leather.
"Let me help you with that," Glenn said, eagerly offering his services, and then he climbed off the couch to join Nic on the pile rug. He quickly secured Trudy's ankles at the other end of the couch.
Leslie stood above her once again and she said:
"I have to admit, she does look awfully fucking good tied up like that ... Good enough to fuck!"
And that was when all three of them went to work on her!
Nic climbed atop her and, without further ado, shoved his cock to her.
He slid that bone inward as Trudy gasped and writhed.
But those gasps were silenced with a mouthful of tongue as Leslie knelt beside her and pressed her mouth to hers.
Glenn saw the opportunity and, pulling the coffee table to one side, he slid up behind Leslie's naked ass. He fed his own cock into her pussy from behind.
Soon Nic was fucking Trudy in accompaniment to the groans of Glenn and the steady grunts and gasps of both of the women.
Nic just slammed his bone home. He was punishing it into Trudy's cunt while Leslie worshipped at her mouth.
Leslie slipped down to her tits and started sucking and biting her nipples, making Trudy cry out and writhe all the more.
Nic was really moving in on an orgasm for both of them, really slamming his dick into her with stroke after hard stroke of his dick.
Glenn was doing the same to Leslie, and Trudy knew somehow that they were all building towards orgasm together.
She could feel her own sensation heating up in her pussy, almost nagging her down there. Their cums were threatening to explode as Nic stoked those fires with the plunging of his dick.
Nic was slamming, slamming and slamming his cock into her, his hard, rockhard boner.
And at the very last moment when Leslie was muffling her cries into Trudy's tits, and when Nic was slugging his last hard strokes into her superheated pussy, Nic cried out and arched into her.
Just as his sizzling sperm dashed into her cunt, exploding her mind in sexual fire, Glenn jerked free from Leslie and then knelt on the cushion beside Trudy.
As Nic pumped his jism into Trudy's pussy, and as her orgasm welled and then exploded, making her cry out with painful pleasure, Glenn jerked his last strokes with his hand.
He pulled on that pud like it was going out of style.
He sizzled squirt after squirt across Trudy's lips, splashing it over her tongue, her lips, her cheek.
Leslie was licking the splashed cum off of Trudy's chest.
She ran her tongue downward, licking off her sweat-glistening tits and nipples, and then she went up to her mouth, stroking the sex juices off of her cheeks, off of her mouth with her lapping tongue.
"That just looks too good to pass up," Nic said, and he slid farther up Trudy and then hunkered above her.
He knew that he had another shot of sperm in him that was just begging to cum out.
He jerked on his cock as he stared down on that beautiful blonde, Leslie, licking Glenn's sperm off of Trudy's mouth, off of her cheek, and he stared down at the naked Trudy and just kept pumping with his fist.
He stared down at her nudity, at those small but shapely tits heaving beneath him, at those pink little nipples as he continued to pump his hardening prick with his hand.
And then, staring down at that beautiful face, at that open mouth, he led his dick down to her mouth and pumped his last strokes.
In a matter of seconds he was shooting another couple of hot squirts of cum.
He splattered them over her open lips and out-thrust tongue, only to have Leslie eagerly go after them on her own.
She began licking and kissing her mouth, licking up the jizz that dribbled from it.
* * *
"You know," Trudy said, as the black leather bindings came off of her, "this was Leslie's idea in the first place, and it seems just a little bit unfair that I'm getting all the fun ... Somehow, I think that she could get an opportunity to sample the pleasures of these straps, too...."
A devilish look dawned on Glenn's face. "Hmmmmmmm ... I think that Trudy's right," Glenn said. "Plus, don't the rest of you think that Leslie would look fabulous all trussed up with that black leather?"
He could already see the contrast of those black straps against her naked skin, if her naked skin wasn't enough to make him blow his wad all by itself.
When they thought about it, the rest of the group were forced to agree. All except for Leslie, that is, and she found herself unable to disagree.
Then Trudy was going for the leather in a big hurry, as Glenn gripped Leslie's wrist and held it forward so that Trudy could tie it. Leslie wasn't struggling at all, although no-one really expected her to.
Glenn found it rather odd to see how much Trudy was getting into it, this little scene. He'd never heard her mention anything about being attracted to bondage in the time they had been going together, even when he had played a couple of bondage videos for her.
He couldn't help but look on in awe as she started quickly wrapping one of the leather straps around Leslie's wrist, although she took out a moment to plant a line of kisses on Leslie's silken neck.
Trudy quickly wrapped the bindings around her wrists as Glenn secured her ankles at the other end of the couch.
That would be sufficient for what the three of them had in mind.
At that point Leslie was feeling so, so fucking naked as she lay there on the couch.
This was only the third time that she had been restrained for sex, but still, the impression kept coming back to her about how vulnerable she really was.
Somehow, she felt more naked than she had ever felt, felt those eyes on her body even more acutely than if she hadn't been tied up.
But, of course, that was the whole point of it, wasn't it, she wondered? To feel things so much more acutely?
Leslie was strapped down, bound so that she could hardly move in those restraints of black leather, completely naked.
The other three found it somewhat hard to take their eyes off of that beautiful woman lying there, all trussed and tied up like that.
Her long, shapely legs were stretched wide just the way that they liked them, and her naked pussy was fully exposed.
They could all see the little dewy pink slit almost beckoning for someone to come and eat it or to fuck it.
There were none of them that were going to refuse that call, that was for damned certain.
Glenn found his eyes zooming in on that hole, that is, when they weren't zoomed in on those gorgeous tits of Leslie's.
That chick, he had to admit, had one hell of a set on her.
They were more spectacular than Trudy's little knockers, he admitted reluctantly, but then, tits weren't everything, were they?
On Leslie, somehow you began to wonder.
Looking between her legs there were other dainties that were hard not to just reach out and grab.
He could see the corrugated pink inner lips of her pussy, and the slice of glittering pink within that.
That looked good enough to eat, and Glenn promised himself that he was going to do just that before the night was over.
But still, when you thought of Leslie, you thought of those tits. Glenn hadn't really gotten those off of his mind ever since Leslie had stripped her shirt off, although there was a fair case to be made for the fact that Glenn couldn't get those tits off of his mind any time he was around Leslie.
Glenn stared at those massive mounds of flesh, rising and falling with Leslie's excited breathing, but especially at the big nipples.
Man, those were nipples almost the size of coffee can lids.
Glenn just happened to love nipples, which was one of the reasons that he dug Trudy so much, but those nipples of Leslie's were another whole thing entirely.
Where Trudy's nipples were small and tinted the most delicate pink, Leslie's nipples weren't anything like that.
Leslie's nipples were really big and, although Glenn was reminded of a light shade of brown, he couldn't say that her nipples were brown.
They were more of a tan or amber, the color of honey.
Whatever the case they were strictly incredible!
Yeah, Glenn thought, those were the types of tits that a man could lose himself in.
No lie! They were big enough! And he intended to set about trying to lose himself in those big mammaries.
Leslie, tied up before them, restrained so that she could barely move, was already as hot as a firecracker.
Perhaps it was being tied up that got her so turned-on.
Perhaps it was from being stretched out underneath the eyes of her friends.
Her chest was rising and falling rapidly.
Her breathing was ragged as she stared at the group gathered in a semi-circle around her.
They looked like they wanted to devour the babe, and that probably wasn't too far from the truth.
"Where's the harness on this big brute?" Trudy asked, referring to the cock she was holding in one hand.
"Harness? I didn't know there was one...." Nic said. "Try in the closet."
Trudy ran naked into their bedroom, three sets of eyes following the wake of her ass, and she returned shortly, gripping the black leather arrangement that was going to turn her into the next best thing to a man.
"Here it is," she said, dangling the harness in one hand while she hefted the big dildo in the other.
The boys, especially the boys, watched as she started putting on the black leather harness. They watched while she was strapping it over her naked blonde pussy, readying that white dildo for hot action.
It was funny, but both of the man felt an acute twinge of lust when they saw Trudy once she was arrayed in that harness and dildo.
Trudy stood there, her loins captured in the black leather harness.
She was turning this way and that with the big dildo staring at the ceiling, letting the assemblage get an eyeful.
Glenn couldn't have said just why it was that seeing his girlfriend with a dick did something to his dick, too, but he couldn't very well deny it to himself.
Nic, too, found Trudy oddly enticing as she stood there.
Oh, that didn't mean that Nic didn't find Trudy attractive most of the time, the fact was that he always had, it only meant that he was surprised that the addition of a harness and dildo did something to her that made her downright dick-wrenching.
It looked so incongruous, that innocent-looking little blonde with that evil-looking wang projecting from her crotch. It was like fangs on a butterfly, in a way.
Nic had always found the girl beautiful, and had put in his considerable time thinking about what it would be like to fuck her.
Of course, he could have never imagined that anything like what had happened tonight would ever come about.
Now he looked on her with new eyes, eyes clouded over with lust.
Knowing that he could have her as much as he wanted, fuck her again and again, really got his own dick going.
Yeah, thinking about that was another dick wrencher.
Trudy did look fucking fabulous as she stood there, looking like some dominatrix cut from a schoolgirl mold. That sweet little smile belied the power that she packed between those shapely legs.
Even though she wore that black leather harness, it was the sharply elevated monster cock thrusting forth that that harness that really made her look striking.
And that dildo would pack a lot of weight when it came to striking, too.
Nic couldn't resist, and if Glenn and Leslie didn't like it, that was their problem.
CHAPTER TEN
He was hot as hell for the girl, and as long as everyone was getting what they wanted, he wanted to be included in, too. And Trudy just happened to be what he wanted at that moment.
As she stepped in front of him he slid up on his knees and captured her glorious little ass in his hands.
That was what he fucking wanted!
He let out a little moan of pleasure as he pressed his lips to that elegant little ass, worshipping it, running his fingers over it, running his tongue up and down in the crack of her ass.
"Just a second, Nic," Trudy said, turning around, "They'll be plenty of time for that." She liked his attentions, but she had something else in mind.
Trudy went down to her knees and then slid above Leslie as the other girl looked on with widened eyes.
Leslie was staring up at Trudy from within the black leather restraints, and there was a lot of beauty to stare at.
More than that she was looking at that huge white plastic bone thrusting forth from her crotch.
The look of that pecker was just as enticing to Leslie as it was to the boys.
Leslie was practically beside herself (which wasn't easy in those bindings) waiting for the feeling of that huge cock sinking to the hilt into her.
She wanted and at the same time dreaded having her pussy invaded by that monster pud.
Both of the guys let Trudy take the lead with the fucking.
They watched as she pressed forward with that huge plastic boner, gripping it in one hand and angling the massive slit head down to Leslie's twatlips.
Nic, for his part, was watching Trudy's tits, utterly engaged by the look of them.
He loved the way that they hung down and jogged a little bit as she pressed that big, up-arching cock into Leslie.
He couldn't help it, couldn't help being fixated by those knockers, even though they were a lot smaller than Leslie's incredible boobs.
There was something about those pearly pink tips that seemed to capture his eyes and hold them fast.
He still hadn't had his fill of what he had gone for at first, Trudy's little ass, but he sure as fuck intended to.
Nic moved a little closer to the girl as she hunkered above Leslie. He scooted around between Leslie's legs for a below-the-grandstands view of that babe's sweet butt.
Now he had a gopher's eye view of Trudy's tight little rear end.
For a moment, at least, he was happy just to kneel there and look at that sweet little ivory ass of hers.
Trudy slid downward above the other woman, pressing that plastic cock into Leslie.
She felt a little strange to be on the delivering end of a good boning, but she didn't let that stop her for a moment.
Leslie let out a long groan of mingled pleasure and pain as the head of that monster boner battered at her pussy then pressed inward into the delicate petals.
Glenn watched eagerly as that cock slid into Leslie.
She found herself curiously turned on to be watching his girlfriend doing the screwing for a change.
Shit, he just had too much to look at!
There was that gorgeous Leslie and those fabulous big tits of hers heaving up and down with each breath, and at the same time, Trudy on the delivering end of a monster rod.
Looking down to Leslie's little brunette snatch, that cock sliding into her was so fucking sexy!
Leslie and Trudy kissed, grinding their tits together lustily as the blonde sank the big snout of that pecker inward.
It hurt Leslie, pushing her labia wide to dive inside, but it hurt so fucking good that she wasn't complaining.
Trudy slid that big motherfucker deep into her friend's twat, slid that monster all the way into her.
That big plastic rod was so fucking wide that it forced Leslie's cuntlips to move aside, burrowing deep.
And then Trudy started to put that plastic boner to the purpose God or the dildo-maker had planned it.
She started to move that big plastic bone in and out of the other girl's twat, hearing the squelching of heated cuntjuices with every stroke she took.
Glenn had his eyes occupied with watching that monster cock as it slid so beautifully in and out of Leslie's cunt.
Nic had other fish to fry. He was taking his own pleasure.
He got to the point where he just couldn't be satisfied with merely looking at Trudy's ass looming in the air in front of him, bucking up and down as she screwed Leslie, and he had to sample it.
With his fingers. With his mouth. With his tongue.
Trudy leaned into her work, plunging that bone arching out from between her legs into Leslie's cunt as the other woman ground her mouth into hers.
She was planning on giving Leslie the fucking of her life with that rod, making her know that she could fuck as good as a guy any day of the week, especially with the assistance of that monster cock.
Leslie was whimpering with the sensation, twisting and turning her enflamed pussy in opposition to the plunging of that dildo.
Her cries were muffled by Trudy's lips and tongue, grinding, thrusting into hers.
That big cock was distorting Leslie's pink cuntlips with every stroke.
It was forcing them wide, forcing them so beautifully wide that the glistening pink interior shone.
It thrust in, all the way in, and came up glittering with the juices of Leslie's hot little pussy.
Trudy was getting a little something extra, too as she rammed that rod home into Leslie's hot twat.
Nic hadn't been able to hold himself back and now he had his face plunged into her ass. Who would have been able to hold themselves back from an ass of such beauty, waggling, beckoning to them to taste?
He was riding her as she plunged that wang into Leslie.
He was riding her and sampling her beautiful ass with his lips, his teeth, his tongue.
Now Nic had found what he wanted and he clung to Trudy's ass.
He clung to that babe who he had never tasted, much less seen naked before that day.
Glenn had a bright idea and scooted closer, not taking his eyes off of Leslie as she lay there.
He was erect again, his prick sizeable and angling hard out from the tangle of fur at his crotch.
He knelt next to the girl, staring at Leslie's rising and falling tits as he worked on his pecker with his hand.
He zeroed in on her tits with his eyes, trying to clamp and hold them by force of his will, all the while jerking on his cock and trying to bring himself to completion.
Now he scooted next to her, aiming the head of that cock right in on Leslie's tits.
Yeah, that would be a fitting gift to those beauties.
And that was what those tits provoked in Glenn.
To give to them, to worship something so incredible.
Staring at those big knockers was giving him all the sexy impetus that it was going to take to get off.
He knelt there, his cock aimed right for those big tits as they rose and fell, and he worked on his boner with his hand.
Glenn was really getting off on watching his girlfriend fuck his friend's wife, fuck her with that big bone.
Just watching those chicks going at it drove him mad with lust, made him long for nothing else but to surrender up his sperm in droplets on Leslie's tits.
His eyes just kept flitting around from one thing to another, like a butterfly seeking out titillation instead of pollen.
Titillation was a wimpy word to describe the way that he was feeling.
He was crazed with lust.
Crazed with lust for Leslie, for Leslie's huge tits, not to mention for Trudy hunkering above her and delivering that bone in slamming strokes, sliding it to her again and again.
He felt like he was on fire as he watched Leslie lying back and taking what Trudy was giving to her.
She was taking every inch of that big boner into that squelching little twat.
Trudy was going to town with that thrusting dildo, that was no lie.
She was riding that babe beneath her, thrusting into her as hard as she could.
She was thrusting her tongue into Leslie's open mouth, panting and piercing her again and again with the plastic cock.
She was slogging that grandfather of all dildos into her friend's squelching cunthole, loving the look on her face.
She was working that bone into her, working it hard and working it deep, wishing only that it was real and that she could pour out her seed into the confines of Leslie's crotch.
Leslie was arching up in those black leather bindings, bucking her little cunt as Trudy rammed her.
She was loving it, too.
She felt like she was out of her mind with lust, with the feelings that that big dildo was stoking inside of her.
Trudy drove that white dildo all the way into her, making her ass jog on each stroke. Her tits were covered with sweat from the exertion, and it was splashing off of her, splashing Leslie's face and chest with rain.
Trudy kept it cumming.
She plunged that hard plastic prick inward, supporting herself on her hands, swivelling and turning that dick into Leslie while the other girl just took it.
She took it and begged, whimpered, cried for more.
She had to have more.
She had to be fucked until the sweetness erupted deep inside of her, washing her away.
Nic was clinging to Trudy's sweet ass, plunging his tongue into her asshole as Trudy piloted that prick into her friend.
That ass was all he knew or cared about and he would have been content to lick that sweet butt forever.
Trudy wasn't failing to take notice, either! What he was doing with his tongue was driving her nuts!
If it wasn't enough to be fucking Leslie, the girl she loved, in addition to that her boyfriend was reaming her in the rear with that hot tongue of his!
Nic was working on Trudy's naked and slim ass as she pumped hard.
He was swizzling, twisting his long tongue in her rump while Trudy gasped and cooed out her pleasure.
But she kept on fucking the girl underneath her, too.
She drove that dildo in and out, in and out of Leslie, bringing forth almost a continual cry of bliss from the other girl.
Trudy could tell from the sounds coming out of her that it wouldn't be too fucking long until she was cumming, until she was screaming out her orgasmic bliss.
Trudy piloted that dildo into her again and again, pistoning that dildo into her until her ass jogged from the impact.
Leslie was lost from the fucking, almost out of her mind, out of control.
She was, writhing, fucking, twisting her pussy into that dildo, feeling the fire arising in her and unable to hold it back.
She couldn't do more than just take it, take every hard-driving stroke, because of the black leather bindings that clutched her at wrist and ankle.
She was gargling out cries of bliss, out of her mind with the fucking as her cum slowly rose inside of her.
That big, thick plastic bone was ramming all the way into her cunt, distorting her pink pussylips way wide so that it could enter, driving right to the bottom of the slide only to retreat and then hover right at her pussylips, then go for the gusto once more.
My God, Glenn thought, still jerking on his cock and angling it toward Leslie, she was so beautiful lying there.
She looked incredible all tied up in that black leather, those naked and big tits, those huge pink nipples jogging with each slam of that hard plastic cock as it went into her depths.
And Nic was upping the ante, too. He knew that Leslie was nearing her cum, and that sounded like a good idea to him, too.
Nic's hard cock was arching upward as he pressed forward.
He slid up behind Trudy as she fucked Leslie, and then Nic came up behind Trudy and slid his prick right into her ass.
He ran his boner up and down that tight little crease, loving the way that it was lubed with a trickle of her sweat.
Nic ran his hard prickhead up and down in the slice of Trudy's ass.
Nic was utterly carried away by the beauty of those burning little mounds, and then he pressed closer to her.
He had to have her. He had to have her fucking deep.
Then Nic was reaching out and grabbing.
His prick was kissing the hole of her tight little rump and he gripped Trudy's tits as he pressed inward.
Trudy hardly blinked. She continued to fuck Leslie with that big dildo that was harnessed to her crotch, while at the same time Nic went for the gusto.
He clung to her and slowly fed his bone up her ass. It was a tight squeeze.
He felt like he was threading a needle with his dick as he pressed the head of his cock into her asshole.
Trudy lifted her ass a little, and then Nic took the plunge.
She was giving him her ass as she kept on stroking that monumental pecker into Leslie. She was taking his big, veiny cock into her ass. It was hurting, but you wouldn't have heard Trudy complaining about it.
That was something that Glenn hardly ever did, fucking her up the ass, and so, if fucking Leslie wasn't enough of a treat, Nic was certainly making it so.
He was taking his stiff dick all the way into Trudy while Glenn just watched. Just watched and worked on his cock with his hand.
He was staring at all of the hot action while Nic slid his hardened dick into Trudy's ass and then began to ram her, jogging that sweet little butt.
She gasped and cried out, but no way was she going to try to escape from that prod.
She waggled her ass, trying to accommodate Nic's stiff prick into her rear, and, at the same time tried to keep plunging that big plastic dick into Leslie.
Nic clung to her, a look of bliss branded all over his face.
He was ramming her, ramming her deep with his own rod.
"Fuck, yesssssss!" Trudy hissed, waggling her ass, bearing her ass down on Nic's cock as he slammed and slogged that pecker up her tight little rump.
That was so good! So fucking good!
And all four of them came that way!
With that kind of action it didn't take too long for them to climax.
The diving of that big plastic rod took Leslie all the way home.
She couldn't move, couldn't reach out and grip Trudy or those jogging tits, but she couldn't hold back from the bliss, either!
All she could do was lay there, tied up in that black leather, and take it.
Take every inch of that big cock that Trudy kept on slamming to her.
Trudy was getting her share, too. Nic was seeing to that.
As Nic clung to Trudy, arching his cock up her tight little ass, Trudy took Leslie home, brought her off.
Again, again, again she piloted that big white rod into the depths of her pussy, and then Leslie was gasping, crying, screaming out her bliss, and Trudy was fucking her, fucking her, fucking her until she could fuck no more.
Trudy screamed when she came, too, mingling her cries with Leslie's. And then it was time for a chorus from the boys.
Nic cried out as the fire that had been percolating inside of his dick suddenly blazed.
Glenn had been taking the whole show in, but suddenly he got to the point where just watching wasn't enough.
Then he was leaning close and flushing out his own bone, spattering out his juice all over Leslie's lapping tongue and lips.
Trudy hung over Leslie, staring down on her, staring at the droplets of pearly scum that clung to her lips, to her chin.
Trudy had to smile. This had certainly been a memorable holiday season, and it promised to stay that way. The evening was still young, and the possibilities were endless.
Trudy also had another wild idea. During the holiday season, shouldn't they also invite the Henderson's from down the street? For a cup of eggnog, or something else rich and white and creamy?
No, there would be no shortage of entertainment this season. With friends like Nic and Leslie none of them were in any danger of getting cold, much less frigid.
