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This is a stand-alone portion of a much longer work entitled Two Dashes of Mid-Summer. (FFM, bi, exh, reluc, inc, oral, bd, tor) *** Author's Note: Yes, the story is in first person. It is entirely fictional, however, although I have borrowed character traits based on personalities of people I know or have met, as is the common practice among writers. This doesn't mean the characters ARE those people, as should be obvious. :P That said, enjoy! *** I should probably introduce the background for this particular escapade so it makes a little more sense, shouldn't I? There are three players (read whatever meaning into that phrase that you like): myself (Mike), my then girlfriend and now wife (Sara), and her sister (Kim). Sara and Kim have been involved with each other in a sexual way since they were children, a relationship that started off, as should be expected, because of exploratory curiosity. Their mom had caught them once not long after they'd started, oddly accepting of the behavior, and this had made them morbidly fearful they were going to be punished for it by their dad. It was never mentioned, and so they started again after a few months of nothing happening. Their sexual relationship has never faltered since. Sara and I met in high school, where we were both self- exiled oddities, floating outside the ridiculously idiotic and narrow-minded status quo that defines the student body of every high school. I was a relatively popular angsty artist and she was a wallflower bookworm. Perfect match? It's certainly turned out that way so far. Sara and I started talking during our sophomore year after I drew a picture of her for her, and we grew a lot closer during the remainder of high school. Our junior year is when things between us starting to really develop a lot more depth at the same time she told me she and Kim were lovers, information that didn't quite affect me or our relationship in any way we had been expecting it might. After all, there aren't a lot of guys who would find the thought of two women having sex a turn off, hmmm? Especially when one of those women happens to be his girlfriend. That my girlfriend's girlfriend happened to also be her sister didn't phase me too terribly much, mainly, I think, because I find both of them to be very enjoyable people. That and I have a thing for my step- sister, though any possibility of anything, even friendship, happening with her is effectively nil, for an assortment of different reasons. Christmas break of my and Sara's senior year in high school, Sara and Kim were invited to one of their cousin's to spend the winter holidays there. Kim, unfortunately, caught a nasty bout of the flu just before they were to leave, so she had to stay behind. She was better by the time Christmas came around, but couldn't very well leave and join her sister because of snow, so I invited her over to spend the holidays with me. We had a good time, though we both agreed that Sara needed to be there. To celebrate New Year's, my parents had gotten a whole slew of various drinks, mostly soft liquor, since they knew me and Kim would likely also be drinking. Which we did, quite happily. We were merrily drunk by the time midnight came along, though I suspect Kim was much less so than I was. That or she can handle alcohol really well. We got to talking about sex (no surprise), then somehow ended up in my bed and having sex. I vaguely remember being curious what it would be like, knowing Kim's a lesbian, but beyond that, everything's rather blurred. We went at each other again in the morning, much less drunk and enjoying it a lot more for that. My main surprise was how quiet Kim is compared to her sister, considering how much she likes to talk. Sara, by contrast, is quite vocal when having sex, but doesn't talk much unless it's something she finds exciting or she needs to express or explain something. We had been worried how Sara would react about us having sex, but needn't have, as it turned out. She just laughed and kissed both of us, more annoyed that she'd now have to share than anything else. Kim had apparently raised the issue with her a time or two before, out of curiosity. After high school, Sara and I got a place together, me starting college for art while also working in the same field because of a chance contact I'd made in high school. Sara got a job at the library and a part-time job at a bookstore, which let her indulge her omnivorous and never ending reading habit. Kim often stayed weekends at our place, and this particular episode is about one rather memorable Saturday that managed to overload both of them; not an easy task, given their hyper-active libidos. I should note, before actually starting the telling of this, that there's one odd thing about Kim that Sara and I were already aware of: As long as she has something in her pussy, even if it's not moving, she has non-stop, multiple orgasms. If she's actually being fucked, they hit so close together that she's effectively subjected to a constant orgasm, one orgasm starting while the one just before it is still fading. I had decided to take advantage of this, thinking she was enough like Sara that it wouldn't matter if there were something in her or not. "What say the two of you to a bit of pleasure torture while we're out today?" I'd asked that morning, wearing my evil innocent smile. Sara and I had several lengths of rope sitting in our room, for which purpose I'm sure you can guess, and I had an idea. "What kind of torture, Mr. Man?" Kim had asked, perking up at my question. She hadn't started calling me that until she'd watched most of my Animaniacs collection. Sara had simply grinned, which was answer enough. She loved being tortured, especially when it meant great orgasms could be had in large quantities. "Oh, nothing elaborate." I grinned. "I'm just thinking a bit of simple ropework and some constant stimulation to your clits every time you move." "Oooh! Ropes!" Sara enthused. It would have been comical if she hadn't been so excited about it. I'd had to grab her and toss her back on the sofa and give her a good, long kiss to get her to stay put and not get the ropes herself. I ran a hand down her stomach and masturbated her while I kissed her. She tried pulling out of it as she approached orgasm, but I held her in the kiss, and she shuddered and moaned as she came. I broke the kiss as she came down from climax and then tweaked her now over- sensitive clit, making her squirm. Making her cum was the best way to momentarily curb her enthusiasm, but it would be back pretty quickly, I knew. One orgasm tended only to feed her hunger for more. "Ropes?" Kim asked after I'd gotten Sara off. "How's that going to torture us?" I just grinned and winked at her. "You'll find out." I turned to Sara and shook a finger at her. "Stay." And then I dashed off. The two of them were sitting together on the couch when I got back, thoroughly engaged in attacking the other's tongue with her own. Both had their legs spread, giving me a great view of their pussies as they masturbated each other. It was a great picture moment, and I grabbed the digital cam to do just that. Sara plunged three fingers into Kim when she heard me take the first picture, and her timing amazed me, as I snapped another picture just at that moment. Our computer's wallpaper is now Sara and Kim necking and masturbating each other on the couch, with Kim's look of surprise at the sudden penetration perfectly captured. It didn't take her long to recover and reciprocate, and she upped the pressure on Sara to do more by putting four fingers in her. Sara moaned and clawed at Kim's back, pulling her closer and attacking her sister's mouth even more ferociously, matching her finger for finger and starting to work her whole hand in. Kim broke the kiss and immediately moved to her sister's shoulder, biting hard and almost screaming. I could see the teeth marks even from across the room when she pulled back. "Bitch," she panted at Sara, and shoved her whole hand into her in one sharp movement. Sara cried out, her eyes going wide and mouth gaping open, a moment I unfortunately missed with the camera. It took her several seconds to get over her shock, at which point she grabbed Kim and dragged her even closer. "Fucking horny slut," she hissed, catching Kim's mouth with hers while she slowly shoved her fist into her, keeping it out halfway, the widest point. Kim tried pulling out of the kiss, but Sara held her, twisting her hand a few times before driving it up as far as she could. Kim's look was lost behind Sara's head, but her screaming into the kiss was more than enough to make up for it. She was trembling by this point, but I'd say it was more passion than anything else, since she managed to drive her own hand more into her sister with great enthusiasm, eliciting much moaning. They continued to fist fuck each other for probably ten minutes, me taking pictures and hurriedly switching a new card into the camera when the first filled up. Sara was the first to break, which surprised me, given she had a good sized masochistic streak. She shoved Kim away, gasping for breath from the prolonged kiss and what apparently must have been a near constant string of orgasms, and muttered a long stream of swearing as she ripped Kim's hand out of her pussy. She collapsed back onto the sofa and would have pulled her hand from her sister if Kim hadn't stopped her. Another surprise. Kim gripped her sister's arm and followed suit, falling back against the other arm of the sofa, where she lay, trembling. She gasped as Sara twisted her hand and tightened her grip on Sara's arm as she flexed and lifted her sister with her arm. "Oh fuck!" Kim exclaimed, shuddering and going wide- eyed. "That hurts that hurts that hurts." A long flow of 'fuck's and 'oh god's followed while she was stuck trying to figure out how to get her sister's hand out of her and stop the pain. I could see why she was complaining. I could see the bulge Sara's hand was making in her belly as she lifted her. I got a picture of that, too, as I'm sure they would both love seeing it later, especially to get all hot and bothered over. "Uncle!" Kim screamed. "I give! I give! Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Sara smirked and dropped her arm, letting Kim collapse back to the sofa, and slowly withdrew her hand. She fell back again and lazily licked Kim's juices from her hand and fingers. Kim curled into a ball next to her, slowly massaging her pussy and lower belly. "That was a good show for the camera," I said, smiling and waving it in the air beside me. "I don't suppose you've done that before?" "Fisting each other?" Sara asked. "Not very often. It hurts like hell, and that subdues any pleasure after a few minutes." "But the orgasms are fucking great," Kim added, working herself up into a half-sitting, half-lying position. "But she hasn't ever done THAT before." She winced, gingerly inserting a pair of fingers into herself. "Because we need to save some energy for being tortured. And you were starting to hurt my hand with your orgasms. You fucking cum hard, bitch." Kim laughed. "And you weren't hurting my hand? You cum just as hard as I do. I thought you'd be the last to stop, since you're such a pain slut." "Well, the slut part I know isn't true," I interjected, "but masochist, yes." I winked at Sara. "As for how hard the two of you cum..." I actually had to pause and think about that, which almost made me laugh at the absurdity of it. I knew full well how hard they both came. "I have to agree on that. You both cum pretty damn hard. I'm surprised the both of you haven't turned my dick to jelly by now." "Oh, we would never do that." Sara grinned. "We like it way too much, especially when you're using it to fuck us good and hard." "I agree with sis, Mr. Man. You're the best guy I've ever fucked." "I'm the only man you've ever fucked, Kim," I laughed. I knew her relationship with her sister had turned her off on guys, which made me the single exception. "True. But that's beside the point, Mr. Man. I still love you, especially when you're getting me off when you're slamming that hard cock of yours into me." She grinned and winked at me. "Which I think it's about time you used on us. We could use a couple more orgasms." She looked over at Sara. "Don't you agree, sis?" "Definitely." Sara sat up, keeping her legs spread and giving me a good view of her soaked pussy. She started to stand, but I motioned her back down. She pouted but did as told, leaning back and resting her arms on the back of the sofa so her breasts were thrust out. She scooted her ass forward and spread her legs even more, licking her lips as she looked at me. Kim had arced one leg over the back of the sofa and was slowly masturbating, one hand on her breasts and the other rubbing her clit. "Mmm. That sounds like a good idea, and you're both making it damn hard to say no, but if we start fucking like bunnies now, we won't have time today to do anything with my torture idea." "With ropes?" Sara leaned forward eagerly. "With ropes," I agreed, scooping up one coil. "Yay!" She bounced on the edge of the cushion she was on, clapping her hands. I grinned at her. "You get yourself back in your pose and I'll start." She quickly did, scooting even further forward so her ass wasn't even on the sofa anymore, allowing her to spread her legs as far as she could get them. She looked at me expectantly as I stood and dropped the rope on the floor in front of her, then knelt. "You need to be very turned on for this to be most effective." That wasn't true, but it was a good excuse to torture her a bit. "More than I am now?" Sara giggled. "Yep," I said, and then went at her pussy with my mouth before she could say anything more. She gasped and moaned, clutching my hair with her hands and holding me where I was while I teased her with my tongue. I knew she loved having my tongue inside her, so I didn't do more than circle it around her entrance, sometimes barely dipping in. It was easy to tell when she was getting close to climax, since she started shaking, and I stopped every time she did, eliciting loud moans of protest. I moved up to her clit after about ten minutes of keeping her riding the edge of climax and teased here there for just as long, still not letting her cum. I nibbled her clit while I teased with my tongue, biting hard and not letting up every time she started shaking, which always kept her right on the edge. She tightened her grip on my hair as I pulled back once I had her clit nice and hard, trying to keep me in place and bring her off. I pulled her hands away and slowly licked from her asshole up to her clit, making her shudder as it brought her right to the edge of no return. She whimpered and rocked her hips, looking at me and pleading with her eyes. I only smiled at her, making her whimper even more as she tossed her head back in frustration. I let her cool down for a minute so she wouldn't cum when I touched her, then took up the rope, doubled it up, and wound it around her waist. She gasped when she felt it and looked down at me to watch, rocking her hips again. I tied a knot just above where her pubic hair would have been if she didn't shave every day, then had her stand up so I could finish. I pinched her clit hard as I ran the doubled rope between her legs, making her gasp and shiver, and set one strand on either side of her clit. "Don't cum," I told her, making her whimper even more. I waited a few seconds, then increased my pressure on her clit and pulled hard, making her cry out and clench her fists as she trembled, riding the edge of climax. I knew the pressure pain on her clit would keep her from cumming while also keeping her right on the edge, but with as sensitive as she always was anymore, I had gotten in the habit of telling her not to anytime I did anything to her clit unless I was wanting her to cum. I pulled the rope tight, capturing her clit with it, and then tied off the ends at the small of her back after pulling it even tighter, making sure it dug into her pussy a bit painfully. "Can I cum yet?" she asked as I stood, her breath ragged. "Only if you can do so while walking," I said, smiling at her and lightly running a finger on her clit. She moaned and clung to me, shaking as she fought against cumming from my teasing. She shoved my hand away after only a few seconds more, gasping through clenched teeth and digging her fingers into my arm. "You're evil," she breathed, straightening and standing shakily. "But you love it," I said, grinning at her. "Oh god yes." She pulled me into a hungry kiss, rubbing her body against me. "What do I have to do, you bastard?" "Cum while you're walking." My grin broadened and I winked at her. "Walk around the room. The rope'll do the rest." "Oh god..." She looked around the room, the biggest in the house, then back at me. I simply smiled my evil innocent smile and gave her a kiss, nibbling her lip, then pulled away and grabbed the camera again. I wanted to capture this, and judging by Kim's, "Oooh, pictures..." she did too. Sara looked around the room again and then started walking. Her gasp was all the indication I needed to know the rope was doing exactly what I had been planning. I started taking pictures, making sure to stay in front of her so I could capture her expressions. I knew she was trying to avoid orgasm, but it didn't take long for her to cum, and I grinned as she did. She stumbled and grabbed at the wall, almost falling. She didn't make it very far while her orgasm was hitting her, but she did manage to stay on her feet. She swallowed hard and managed to make it back to the sofa, trembling with each step as the rope matched her every movement and rubbed on her clit. She collapsed back into the spot she had been moments before and spread her legs, her thighs trembling as she slowly rocked her hips. She whimpered as she came again, digging her fingers at the cushion beneath her. "Holy fuck..." Kim muttered, giggling as she reached over and ran her fingers over Sara's thighs, which were covered in her juices from just the one orgasm. She looked at me. "And you expect us to wear that all day?" "Yep," I said, grinning. Kim shivered and grinned, getting into the same position Sara had been in, arms across the back of the sofa, ass hanging off the edge, and legs spread wide. Her pussy, thighs, and the crack of her ass glistened with her juices. "Do me! Do me! That looks like great torture!" "You're going to kill us with orgasms, Mike," Sara said, clearly fighting to keep her hips still and her hands away from the rope to untie it. She was succeeding with the second but failing with the first, and she shook as she came again, which only made her rock more. "If I am, it'd be the best way to die of anything I could do to you." Sara moaned in agreement as I knelt in front of Kim, leaning her head back and closing her eyes, surrendering the fight against her body and letting her hips keep rocking and making the rope continue stimulating her clit, driving her to orgasm after orgasm. She spread her legs even further, making the rope dig into her pussy even more. She'd have marks later, and probably even bruises if she kept doing that, but I knew she would consider it a minor inconvenience as long as the pain felt good and gave her good orgasms. I didn't need to spend as long getting Kim's clit as hard as I wanted it, since she'd been masturbating the whole time I had been working on Sara. Unlike Sara, I made her cum a few times, working my fingers hard, fast, and deep into her pussy, since I knew she didn't take as well as her sister did to being denied orgasm. She stopped me as I was laying the strands of rope beside her clit, and I looked at her quizzically. "I want something in me." "No. Just the rope for the day. You'll have plenty of being filled tonight." She frowned. "Please?" "No." "Let me cum a few more times right now, then." She grabbed my slick hand and stuck my fingers back in her. I moved the rope out of the way and sucked her clit into my mouth, nibbling while I finger fucked her. On a whim, I shoved a finger up her ass, making her gasp and shudder. I knew having something up her ass made her cum even harder and I had to stop sawing my fingers into her, then pull them out after a few minutes because they were going numb from lack of circulation. She cried out as I did that and shoved a pair of her own fingers into her pussy. I went off to clean my hands, mainly because they were now too slippery to be able to do anything with the rope, then finished tying it around Kim's waist and against her clit. With Kim, I tied a series of knots that would rub the length of her slit as she moved, since I didn't want either of them to experience quite the same thing. The ropes now done, I dragged them both into the shower so we could clean up some before heading out for the day. Kim had wanted to go without panties and bra for the day, but I had her wear panties anyway, along with Sara, and had them both wear a pad, which we kept around only because they were more effective than tampons if we were playing around with remote vibrators or the like. I knew they were both going to be leaking excessively and didn't feel like cleaning the car later after everything had dried. Needless to say, we found a lot of excuses to spend a lot of time walking. Sara quickly learned to walk a bit more slowly than usual so she could at least function somewhat normally while being so aroused and cumming so much. This had the entertaining side effect of causing her orgasms to build up even more before they hit, so even though she wasn't cumming every ten minutes, she was still entirely incapacitated at least two or three or four times an hour as a much more powerful climax gripped her. That she had to always catch herself from making any noticeable sounds also drove her orgasms to being more powerful than normal, since she had to keep all that energy bottled up. Kim, on the other hand, didn't seem to cum at all, as far as I or Sara noticed. She merely became increasingly grabby of my hands, trying to get me to shove them in her, or clinging onto Sara and going down on her. I just laughed as the lesbian antics got a lot of strange looks, then pulled Kim off her sister and led the two elsewhere. By the time we got back to my and Sara's place at about eight that evening, Sara was almost entirely wiped out from so many intense orgasms over the course of the day. I stopped her from trying to take the rope off when we got home, and she whimpered as she leaned against me to keep from falling over, but she complied and kept her hands away from the rope. Kim, on the other hand, attacked me with a passion, deftly untying the rope and ripping it off as she shoved me toward the bedroom, kissing me hungrily and jerking me off in the process. Sara followed unsteadily, walking slowly to avoid inducing another orgasm too quickly. Kim threw me on the bed and landed on top of me, still kissing as she tried to get clothing off, both mine and hers. "You are going to fuck me," she said between hard kisses, "and you are going to fuck me now, and you are going to make me cum until I pass out. Understood?" I pulled her shirt up and off, since she was fumbling too much to be able to do it, and then rolled her over, straddling her and pulling my own shirt off. I captured her hands and held them above her head to keep them away from my crotch so she wouldn't do anything painful in her enthusiasm. That's one thing I've noticed women don't seem to comprehend about guys, just how much it hurts us when pain is inflicted in that particular location. I usually describe it as a combination of a really bad stomach flu, the sort of food poisoning that makes you feel like throwing up and shitting at the same time, diarrhea, constipation, and really bad cramps. And then when that wears off, usually after an hour or more, a sharp, shooting pain that feels like a fishhook skewering your flesh every time pressure of any kind is applied, but especially when trying to sit down. That usually does the trick. I leaned down and shoved my tongue into her mouth, which she accepted greedily, rocking her hips up against me. She broke the kiss pretty quickly, biting at my lip and trying to free her hands from my grip so she could roll back on top. "Fuck me already, god damnit," she panted, spreading her legs and arching her hips up. I could feel her quivering beneath me. "Haven't cum enough from the rope, I take it?" I smiled down at her. That only inflamed her even more. She surged and almost managed to flip me over, but she didn't have quite the strength to do it. She cried out in frustration, squirming her legs and shaking in need even more. "No, god damnit. I haven't fucking cum since you put the damn thing on. All the fucking thing did was make me horny as all hell, and - I - fucking - need - to - cum - NOW!" This time I let her flip me over, but then used the momentum to continue the roll and land back on top again. "Fuuuuuck meeeeee," she cried, banging her head on the bed. "So you didn't cum at all from the rope, hm?" I mused, getting an idea. "No! I can't unless I have something in me - like you-" she bucked her hips at me, "-or if Sara and I are screwing. Now fuck me, already! Fuck, even just a god damn finger would do at this point. Just let me CUM!" "I don't know about you, Mike," Sara said, and Kim and I looked over at her standing beside the bed, hands behind her back, "but it's kind of fun seeing her squirm and beg like this." She grinned. "And I didn't know that about you, sis. I say we test it out, tie you up and have Mike do everything he does so well to try and get you off without actually fucking you or putting anything in you." "Oh god no..." Kim breathed. "You fucking devil woman. You wouldn't." Sara's grin widened as she brought her hands into view, dangling handcuffs. "Oh fuck! No!" Kim started squirming so much I could barely hold her, and I leaned down and bit hard on her shoulder. That stopped her. "OW! Fucking bastard! What the hell'd you do that for?" "To get your attention," I answered, fixing my grip on her arms again. "How about a deal?" She narrowed her eyes at me, then looked over at Sara, who had set the handcuffs on the bedside table and stripped, though she'd kept the rope on. She flicked her eyes back to me. "Sara only suggested what I was already thinking. Tie you down and try to make you cum without something in you or by screwing her. If you don't cum, she and I will fuck you senseless, and Sara will keep her rope on while she does it." I smiled as Sara drew in a sharp breath. Kim was still, looking back and forth between her sister and me while she considered. "Do I have to keep the rope on?" Sara asked, plaintive. "Yes." She whimpered, and even out of the corner of my eye I noticed her shiver. I smiled as her hands went to her pussy and covered it. "Half an hour," Kim said. "Hour and a half," Sara countered, obviously not eager to be overwhelmed with more orgasms so soon. "Half an hour, devil woman." "One hour," I said. I glanced at the clock and saw it was exactly nine. "Starting now. Set the alarm for ten, Sara." I turned back to Kim. "Keep your hands away from your pussy once I get up to tie you down, or I'm going to be evil and tape a vib to your clit for the whole hour on top of everything else I'm going to do." Kim shivered and squeezed her eyes shut, frowning. I released her hands from mine and wrapped my arms around her, giving her a deep, passionate kiss for a couple minutes before getting up. She clutched at me as I did, trying to pull me back, but I pulled her hands away. I had to turn away to grab the cuffs and she had a hand on her pussy when I turned back, rubbing her clit. I let her continue while I shackled her other hand to the bed frame, then took her other and did the same. I pulled her skirt and panties off, then took her clit between my fingers and squeezed and rolled it slowly before I said anything. "Guess you wanted that vib on your clit for the whole hour, hm?" She gasped and shook her head frantically as Sara giggled. I tightened my pressure on her clit, making her gasp even more, and her thighs shook as she arched her hips. "No, no, no, no, no, no! Please! I'm desperate enough already, damnit! No vibs!" "But I did tell you to keep your hands away from your pussy when I got up, and you didn't do that." She whimpered as I started pulling on her clit while I looked over at Sara, who had anticipated my request and handed me a spot vib, a roll of duct tape, and some more rope to tie Kim's legs with. Kim spread her legs even more and arched further, vainly trying to lessen the tension and pain I was inflicting on her clit as I pulled it increasingly harder while also squeezing even more. She moaned and gasped as I stopped to uncoil the ropes. I directed Sara to tease her sister's nipples, but to not let her cum, while I tied her legs, which wasn't an easy task with as much as she was squirming. I paused for a moment and looked at a shaking Kim, the first time she had agreed to being tied up. I teased a finger up and down the length of her pussy, circling her clit, to which she started to rock her hips. Or at least as much as she was able without the leverage her legs would normally have given her. She was completely slicked with her juices, and I licked my fingers clean after pulling them away again. "Sara." She stopped and looked at me, which made Kim swear at the sudden cessation of being touched. "Kiss her. Long, deep, and hard, and keep her that way for a bit. She needs a good gag that can respond to whatever she might do when she gets loud and boisterous." I winked at her as I picked up the vib and bounced it back and forth between my fingers. She giggled and did as told, and I pulled the vib's controller over, eyeing Kim's pussy. Duct tape certainly would not hold with as wet as she was, so I decided to do a little cleaning and a bit more teasing before putting the vib on. I switched the vib to its lowest setting and grinned as Kim moaned into Sara's mouth and started squirming even more. She tried to close her legs, but the rope stopped her, and I held the vib against her clit. That made her cry out even louder, muffled by Sara's mouth. I moved down the bed a bit more for a more comfortable angle, then leaned down and started licking Kim's juices from her thighs. She was getting very vocal by now and would probably have annoyed the neighbors if Sara wasn't such a good gag, but she was at least not squirming as much, feeling my tongue. She was shaking instead, which increased as I drew nearer to her pussy. I shifted my arm and hand so I could run my tongue up the crack of her ass, and she started screaming as I rimmed her. Smiling, I pulled back, keeping the vib in place, and she tried extending her legs to pull me back, the rope preventing her. She moaned loudly in frustration, and I watched her pussy twitch, more of her sweetness flowing out. I circled the vib a bit, then slid it slowly down and nestled it right at her entrance, which made her go completely still, her pussy spasming even more as she teetered right on the edge of orgasm. I dropped the vib down to her asshole as I started cleaning her juices from the areas of her pussy I hadn't been able to get to with the vib in the way. She cried wantonly as I ran the vib back and forth between her asshole and the flowing tunnel of her cunt while I sucked on her clit, flicking my tongue over it as I nibbled. Sara was doing a superb job of keeping her sister locked in a kiss, and I reached over, sticking a finger into her and making her gasp and rock her hips, which brought her to another orgasm. She sank slowly to the bed, lying shakily on Kim but still managing to hold the kiss, moaning while her orgasm trembled through her. I hooked my fingers and worked hard on her g-spot, prolonging her climax, then sat up, pulling my fingers from her and holding the vib against Kim's vagina again. I dropped the vib, letting it rest against the base of Kim's ass, and Kim moaned loudly into Sara's mouth. I ripped a strip of duct tape from the roll, stuck it to the vib, and then taped it against Kim's clit, making her squirm and cry out even louder. I stopped for a moment and looked at the clock. Nine twenty-two. Plenty of time yet. "Time for a different use for your mouth, love." It took Sara a few seconds to pull away from her sister, but she did, and Kim panted and tossed her head from side to side, whimpering incoherently as the vib tortured her clit. Sara looked at me as she kissed and bit down Kim's throat to her shoulders, smiling wickedly. "Nipples?" she asked, moving down further and biting one. "Breasts. Do whatever you like, but do nothing directly to her nipples, though you can get as close as you like to them." "Oh god..." Kim moaned and whimpered, trying ineffectively to free her legs from their bindings so she could have more movement to express her frustration. "And your hand-" I took one of Sara's hands and set it on Kim's pussy, "-is to tease that. Circle your fingers around her tunnel and her asshole, but DO NOT put them in. Understood?" "Fucking bastard..." Kim banged her head against the bed, straining against the handcuffs, her breathing getting even more ragged as Sara's fingers went to work. "Fucking let me cum, god damnit." I moved up and kissed her hungrily, and she returned it even more aggressively. It felt like she was trying to suck my tongue out of my head, and I bit her lip, pulling back and grinning at her as she followed, trying to catch me in a kiss again. "Not yet." She swore and fell back, shaking and moaning as Sara teased her. I wandered over to the closet and pulled out some more vibs to use toward the end of the hour, then straddled Kim's head after propping her up with some pillows. She eyed me, half-glazed, and eagerly opened her mouth to suck my penis in as I pressed forward. She sucked just as hard as she had with the kiss, doing everything she could with her tongue, and I had to keep feeding her my cock so it wouldn't hurt so much. She stopped sucking so hard when I hit the back of her throat and kept pressing, making her start to gag, and I started fucking her mouth. She closed her eyes, moaning around me and bobbing her head with my strokes, and she started sucking harder after only a few thrusts. Apparently she was using it to distract herself from the steadily increasing orgasm that never quite happened, and I picked up the pace, pressing further down her throat with each thrust. I knew she could deep throat, since she'd done it before on occasion, and she figured out pretty fast that's what I was aiming for. She relaxed her throat, but kept working tricks with her tongue as I gradually fucked myself deeper into her mouth until her nose pressed against my stomach with each thrust. Unlike Sara and Kim, I hadn't cum at all that day, so I built up pretty quickly. Her moaning increased around my cock as I quickened and shortened my thrusts, and then pressed even deeper into her mouth as my orgasm hit. I could feel her throat muscles working the length of my cock as she swallowed, pulling me deeper and keeping me hard in the process. I had to grab the headboard to steady myself as I leaned forward, curling my other hand in Kim's hair and keeping her from pulling back until my orgasm had completely subsided. She kept sucking as I pulled her away, moving back as I did, and then gasped loudly and cried out when her mouth wasn't filled anymore. She strained forward, trying to get at my cock again, and I let her suck on the head for a minute. I turned around, cock still in Kim's mouth, to stop Sara's hand and move it to one of Kim's nipples, and then directed Sara's mouth at the other. Kim trembled and shook, moaning and sucking even harder than she had when I'd first put my dick in her mouth, and I had to pull back. She cried out in frustration, trying to get at my cock again, but I moved to kneel beside her head. "God damnit," she gasped, panting. "That almost got me off, bastard. When you came I was right - fucking - there. Give me your fucking cock again and stop teasing me! I need to fucking cum, damnit!" She threw her head back and tried to dislodge Sara from her nipples, unsuccessfully, and she whimpered and moaned, swearing. I grinned and turned around, pulled the pillows out from under Kim's head and straddled her again, eliciting an "Ohgodthankyou." I dropped my cock into her mouth again and she sucked it up greedily as I glanced at the clock, thrusting into Kim's mouth as she bobbed her head, sucking hard. A little under twenty minutes left. I leaned over Sara, holding myself up with one arm while I spread her legs and shoved two fingers into her. She moaned loudly against Kim's breast, shaking as her hips started rocking. Kim cried out as Sara pinched and sucked her nipples even harder as she came, and I shoved my cock deeper into her mouth, muffling her even more. I pulled my fingers out of Sara before she'd finished cumming, making her moan, and dropped onto my elbow. I positioned my fingers at the entrance to Kim's pussy, pressing her head down against the bed as I buried my cock fully in her mouth, and then pistoned my fingers into her, once, hard, deep, and very fast, and then withdrew them just as quickly. Kim would have screamed if she'd been able, and the sudden constricting of her mouth and throat on me caught me off guard. I came again, gasping and trembling as I hung my head, watching her pussy clench and tremble in a not-quite orgasm. Just like a few minutes earlier, her throat and mouth muscles kept me hard, swallowing me and my seed down. Kim drew in a gasping breath as I tumbled to the side, withdrawing from her mouth, then threw her head back and screamed and shook in frustration. I looked at her as she pounded her head against the bed, swearing and cursing as she cried. "God damnit, Mike," she sniffled, her whole body twitching, but especially her thighs. "Let me fucking cum, god damnit! Pleeeeeease! I'm fucking begging you! Pleeeeeease!" She arched high, trying to bring her legs together, and then fell back, sobbing in frustration. "You have no fucking idea how god damn close you fucking put me with what you just did, you god damn bastard. I need to cum so fucking bad it fucking hurts! Let me cuuuuuuuum! Pleeeeeease!" Her pussy was still spasming, I saw, more than it had been when I'd been watching it only a minute before. I smiled as I glanced at the clock. "Seven minutes," I proclaimed, making Kim swear even more. I grinned as I pulled Sara away from her sister's breasts and spread the strands of rope on her pussy so they lay to either side. "One more treat, Kim: Sara." Sara whimpered and covered her pussy with her hands, looking at me and pleading with her eyes. I only smiled and kissed her, shuffling her over to sit on Kim's face. She shivered as Kim's tongue made contact with her clit, struggling to keep from collapsing as she approached the edge of overload. I let her lean on me as I picked up the vibs I'd pulled out earlier, turned them on, turned the vib on Kim's clit all the way up, making her almost scream against her sister's pussy, and then held the extra vibs against her asshole and against her pussy entrance. Both Sara and Kim were shaking uncontrollably now, Kim more so, and Sara clung to me, digging her fingers into my back as she fought to hold back yet another orgasm. There was only one problem: Kim knew every little secret to getting her sister to cum by using her mouth, and Sara shuddered through another three orgasms before the clock went off. She threw herself off Kim almost the same instant the first hideous buzz of the alarm sounded, placing her hands protectively over her pussy again and curling up. Kim was a lot more vocal about it. "FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" I shut off the alarm clock and lay on Kim, nestling my cock in the slit of her pussy after ripping the vib off her clit. She sighed and shuddered with relief, desperately rocking her hips up against me. "Fuck. Me. Now." she hissed, clenching her teeth and staring at me, smoldering. I had never seen her so completely possessed with lust, and that, along with the almost feverish heat coming off her, got me even harder, if that was even possible. I held her gaze, but spoke to Sara. "Sara, love. Untie your sister here so she can be fucked properly. She deserves at least being able to gouge holes in my back after being teased so much." She did, undoing the ropes first, and Kim immediately latched her legs around her, crushing me against her pussy and shaking hard. She was breathing fast and shallow, and I could feel her pussy trembling eagerly against my dick. That in itself made me so hard it hurt. She had at least enough restraint left to not try shoving her hand down between us and attempting to insert me. She dug her fingers into the backs of my shoulders instead, and I pulled back some to position myself, her breathing getting even faster and more ragged in anticipation. I pulled my hand back up, slowly, and then shoved hard and fast into her, as deep as I could go. Her orgasm was instantaneous and all-consuming. She gasped once, no more than a short lived squeak escaping her lips, tightened her grip on me so much I felt like she was trying to crush me to death, and went absolutely rigid as her pussy clamped down so hard on me I felt like she was dismembering me. She even stopped breathing during that first, painful contraction, which only half-registered with me at the time because of the pain. I could feel her juices squirt out around me, and then she started shaking. "Oohfuck..." she breathed between one convulsion and the next, and then squeaked again as the next hit. And then she passed out. Which did absolutely nothing to stop her orgasm or its intensity. But she was breathing again, even if it was whimpering breaths between ungodly strong convulsions of her cunt muscles. There was no way I could have pulled out even had I wanted to, so I simply held onto her, Kim's unconscious shaking transferring to me as well as I shut my eyes and clenched my jaw to tune out at least some of the pain. Normally I loved feeling a woman cum, but this was an exception. The only reason the pain didn't cause me to go soft was because being in a woman and feeling her pussy squeeze only makes me even harder, which I'm sure is the only reason I wasn't immediately expelled by that first unbelievable contraction. Slowly, the intensity of Kim's orgasm abated, though she remained unconscious for some minutes longer, her breathing leveling off again. "How long have I been in her?" I asked Sara once Kim's squeezing had fallen to a more pleasurable level of pain. "About three, four minutes," she answered from behind me, lying on the bed. "God..." It felt like it had been a lot longer than that. "She's still cumming." "I know. I can see her muscles contracting." She ran a finger lightly over my skin where I was joined with Kim, making me spasm and shiver. I could hear her smile when she spoke again, still running her fingers over me, arousing me even more. "It must be incredible, feeling her cum so hard." She tried pushing a finger in beside me, but couldn't manage it, so settled for teasing me some more. "It hurts like you wouldn't believe. I won't be surprised if my dick's nothing but a giant bruise by tomorrow. It felt like she was pulverizing me when her orgasm first hit." Sara mm'ed happily, scooping up Kim's juices and coating my balls with them, then smearing them on my asshole. She started circling a finger there, making me shake. I turned and looked back at her, shifting my position a bit to give her better access to Kim and me. "If you're trying to make me cum, it isn't going to work. She's squeezing too hard still. She'd just stop it before it went very far." She didn't stop, of course. Just gathered more of Kim's fluids and slicked my asshole and balls even more before slowly and gently starting to massage my balls. I muttered and dug my arms under Kim, wrapping them around her and holding onto her while Sara tortured me. If there was anything sexual Sara could be considered an expert with, it was handjobs, and she kept me close to orgasm until Kim started to stir beneath me, which I'd guess was probably another three or four minutes. She was still cumming, although a lot less intensely than she had been. She shook and moaned with each spasm of her pussy and turned her head toward me, pulling her fingers out of the gouges she had put in my back. I hadn't even noticed she'd made them until then, stinging pain flaring outward from each one as she removed her fingers. Not that it distracted long from Sara's ministrations, since the pain dulled pretty fast, and then I was close to orgasm again. I was vaguely aware of blood trickling down my sides. "Mike..." Kim whispered. She gasped and arched hard as Sara stuck a pair of fingers up her ass as well as mine and started working them in and out. Kim hadn't stopped cumming since I had entered her, so her orgasm only ramped up again, while mine started after only a few strokes of Sara's fingers, both pairs. Kim whimpered beneath me and started shaking even more while I held onto her even more tightly, feeling Sara's fingers massaging me from both sides and making me cum hard enough to counteract the convulsions of Kim's pussy. I bit her shoulder while I came, completely unable to even contemplate losing my hardness under the double attack of Sara's fingers and Kim's spasms. Sara continued working her fingers in the two of us for another minute before she stopped and slowly pulled them out. Both Kim and I shuddered, Kim wrapping her legs around me again and holding me in her. She was panting and groggy, and I kept still, letting her catch her breath while her orgasm subsided. I was starting to think that wasn't entirely going to happen, since it had been about fifteen minutes now and her pussy had never entirely stopped convulsing on me. She was shaking uncontrollably now and held onto me, a little spasm running through her body with each contraction of her cunt. "Mike," she said softly, smoothing a hand down my back. Her other pulled my face to where she could see it without moving too much. "You will-" spasm "-never-" spasm "-do that-" spasm "-to me again." She dropped her hand on my head down to my back again, and I sealed her mouth with mine, giving her a very slow kiss. She returned it, her shaking and twitching gradually subsiding, though she continued to cum, albeit mildly. As I mentioned, I knew Kim had multiple orgasms as long as she had something in her pussy, but I hadn't been expecting it to last for quite this long. Not moving in her, and with the kiss relaxing her, her orgasms slowed enough that one had mostly stopped before another, mild one claimed her. Even so, she was still having at least two orgasms every minute, even if they were fairly mild and I couldn't feel much of them. She pushed me away after a few minutes to break the kiss, shaking ever so slightly and purring contentedly, running her fingers lightly over my back. She made no attempt to get me to leave her pussy, though. "Never do that to me again, Mike." She pulled me down and nibbled my lip, and then just looked at me, half distracted by her constant orgasm. "That scared the hell out of me. I mean, I've passed out from cumming before, but nothing like that. It felt good, yeah, but it hurt so much I thought it was going to kill me. You have no idea how much it hurt." I had to laugh at that, and I smiled, chagrined. "I think I do. I've been stuck in you for about the last..." I looked at the clock. "Twenty minutes. If my dick's a giant bruise tomorrow, I'm going to blame you for it." Kim purred again and shivered, and I flexed inside her, making her gasp and her pussy spasm harder. "Almost the longest orgasm I've ever had. It's starting to hurt now, though." "Almost?" "Yeah. I was-" she gasped and clutched at me as I flexed in her again, "-masturbating one time and wanted to see how long I could handle cumming, 'cause I can't- " another gasp and twitch as I flexed again, "-stop cumming if I have something in me." I started moving in her, and she moaned as she started rocking her hips to match, locking her legs around me again. I kept the pace slow, making her shiver and lean her head back as I pulled out almost all the way and then buried myself in her again in a hard, fast stroke. "How long did you manage to go?" "God..." She gasped as I started moving faster. "Thirty two... minutes. But... I had to stop... because... it was... hurting too much." "Let's double that." I grinned as her eyes opened wide and she arched hard, her orgasm suddenly intensifying. I had to stop moving, but I flexed inside her every time her pussy spasmed, making her moan and shake even more. "Please no. It's going to hurt too much." "That was part of the deal, though. If I couldn't make you cum without me or Sara screwing you or putting something inside you, me and Sara would fuck you senseless." I looked over at Sara, who was now sitting beside us. "Cuff her again, to the middle post this time so we can turn her over later." Kim whimpered and would have struggled a lot more if I hadn't started moving hard and fast in her, causing her orgasm to build up to match so it was too overwhelming for her to fight being cuffed again. She shuddered as her hips rocked up to meet mine as I thrust into her, and then stopped and held deep once her hands were bound again. She shivered under me, moaning with each contraction of her pussy, and I extricated my arms from under her. I dragged Sara over as I straightened, Kim and me parting noisily as our sweaty skin pulled apart. I kissed her deeply as I rubbed her clit, and she came after only a few seconds, shuddering and sagging. Always a good indication of how over-sensitive she was, how fast she came, and I continued working her clit while her orgasm subsided, knowing it would quickly bring her to climax again. I didn't want that just yet, and stopped as she was getting close, then fixed her rope so her clit was again captured between the two strands. "Go get your strap-on," I told her, pulling her close and giving her a deep kiss, nibbling her lip. "But don't cum until you're fucking Kim." Kim drew in a sudden breath at that, her pussy tightening around me, and Sara moaned. She got moving, albeit elaborately slow so she could hold back the orgasm I had put her right on the edge of, and I watched her as I started to fuck Kim again. She stopped a few times as she bent over to dig around in the toy box in the closet, and stopped a few times as she straightened, as well. She had to lean against the wall to support herself while she pulled the strap-on over her feet and up her legs, which were shaking. She had tightened her stomach, too, I saw, to help her avoid climax. She eyed the distance between her and the bed, a mere five feet, and then took two quick steps to stop beside the bed. She trembled and clenched her fists, tightening her stomach even more, as well as her thighs, which quivered. I could see her clit poking from between the ropes, a pink nub, and I reached over after a few seconds, dragging her onto the bed as I pulled out of a squirming Kim. They both gasped, Sara because of the sudden movement inflicted on her clit and pushing her toward orgasm, Kim because of the sudden emptiness. Sara crawled hurriedly over to Kim and shakily positioned the strap-on, then shoved it violently in as she collapsed onto her sister, shuddering as she came. Kim cried out, wrapping her arms and legs around Sara and clinging to her, shaking. I let Sara's orgasm subside, then pulled Kim's arms off her and straightened her. I knelt beside Kim, whose stomach was fluttering now, and leaned Sara against me. She draped her arms around my shoulders, sagging against me as I dropped my hands down and started pinching and tweaking Kim's nipples. That almost made her scream, and she arched up into my fingers and started writhing side to side, trying to get away. It didn't work, only making me tighten my grip more, and she subsided when she figured that out, moaning and shaking even more. "Fuck her," I whispered in Sara's ear. "Fuck her like she needs to be, hard and fast." Sara screwed up her face and started to fuck Kim, though slowly, and then stopped. She whimpered and shook her head. "I can't," she said. "It hurts to cum anymore, and you know how sensitive I am now and what that does to me." I let go of Kim's nipples, which made her give out a small cry, and wrapped my arms around Sara, giving her more support as she leaned on me. I gave her a gentle kiss, rubbing her back. "You can do it. Don't you think, Kim?" I looked down at her, but she had her eyes closed, so looked back at Sara. "Fuck me, Sara," Kim gasped, rocking her hips against her sister and the strap-on that was buried in her. "If... we're going... to be sore... then... it should... at least... be... enjoyable." She tightened her legs around Sara, pulling her closer and causing the strap-on to sink completely into her, making her moan. Sara squeezed her eyes closed and bit down on my shoulder, lightly, and shook as she started to fuck Kim with the strap-on. She stopped after only a few strokes, her fingers tightening against my back as Kim moaned in frustration. "Am I allowed to cum?" I grinned and moved a hand to her breasts to pinch her nipples, making her draw in a sharp breath. Kim gave a breathless laugh. "As long as you're fucking Kim, I want you to cum every time you start feeling one building." She whimpered and shivered, but nodded and started fucking Kim again, shuddering and clutching at me as she came. Only she was still doing it slowly, and I made her go faster, eliciting more whimpering from her and moans from Kim, who was shaking all over by that point. I kept prompting her to go faster until she was shuddering without stop, biting my shoulder and using me to keep her upright, as she didn't have the strength for it in such a condition. I watched the clock, keeping Sara going for fifteen minutes, tweaking her nipples the whole time, and then let her stop. She cried with relief, sagging entirely against me and shaking uncontrollably, twitching as her latest orgasm subsided. "Hurts..." she breathed, her fingers clawing lightly at my back. "Fuck me more," Kim said, pulling Sara closer and grinding against her hips and the strap-on. Her stomach muscles were fluttering from over exertion, as were Sara's, and she sounded completely zoned, which made me unsure she was entirely aware of what she was saying. Sara only moaned in desperation, but did as told, starting to fuck Kim again slowly but quickly building the pace. I only held her that time, and she shuddered against me, completely losing any coherency as she rode through another dozen and a half or so orgasms. I let her go for another ten minutes before stopping her, Kim crying out when I did, and moved her back, Kim crying out even more as the strap-on fell out of her. I think she had lost any coherency, as well, with that last fuck. I grabbed the vib I'd put on her clit earlier, wiped her pussy clean with the edge of a spare blanket, making her shiver as the roughness passed over her clit, and then reattached the vib and turned it on to its highest setting. She gasped as her eyes widened, and she squirmed her legs, digging her feet against the bed. I lay down next to her and dragged her on top of me, shifting her so I slipped into her. She shivered and moaned as I did, going limp and nibbling at my shoulder, the vib and me inside her intensifying her orgasm. I started to slowly fuck her, looking up at Sara, who was watching with glazed eyes. "Fuck her ass, and do it hard and fast." Kim cried out at hearing that, squirming on top of me as Sara moved forward, almost falling over as another orgasm hit her. Sara leaned over Kim and me, supporting herself on one shaky arm while she positioned the strap-on against her sister's ass, and then slowly shoved her hips forward, driving it into Kim. Kim let out a long moan as the strap-on sank completely into her ass, and her orgasm became even stronger. Sara and I started to fuck her in unison, driving her orgasm even higher, and she started shaking even more than she already had been. I paused for a half second so Sara and I were pistoning into Kim with alternating strokes, Sara pushing in as I was pulling back, Sara pulling back as I was pushing in. Kim's orgasm intensified even more doing that, and I was starting to have troubles getting back in with as hard as she was squeezing. I shortened my strokes, but sped them up, which pushed Kim even higher. I had to stop completely after another minute or two because Kim was starting to cum so hard I couldn't move at all, so I just buried myself as deep as I could into her and let Sara fuck her. Which she was holding up to surprisingly well, even though she was shaking so much from near constant orgasms that I thought she would collapse at any moment. I was getting close to one myself, and feeling Sara's strap-on work in and out of Kim was enough to put me over. Kim's eyes widened as she felt me cum, and she moaned as her eyes rolled back as orgasm grew even stronger and she passed out. Sara followed suit soon after, letting out a shaky sigh and collapsing on top of Kim. She was asleep immediately, and I had to pull her to the side and off of Kim in order to extricate myself. I removed the strap-on and rope from Sara first, cleaned her up, then unshackled Kim and did the same. I got a new blanket from the closet after pulling off the old one, which was soaked through with Kim's juices, tossed the new blanket over the two of them, then crawled under it myself and passed out alongside them. Sara and Kim slept for a good eleven hours, and I slept for almost the same. Nothing even remotely sexual happened the next day after what we had done the day before, both Sara and Kim being much too sore to find even mild flirtation appealing. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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