Christmas Vacation in the Dorm.... second try

OOC Maddy's hands are still bound behind her. I made the same mistake when posting earlier and had to fix. Makes it interesting.
 
Jim Carson

I groaned, head thrown back, listening to Maddy's lecture.

"Another point, and this one it is just barely possible Maddy does not know, though I'll bet she does. The underside of the shaft, a wrinkly area of it still in the corona. On circumsized men such as myself, at least, that is the single most sensitive area of the penis. You can usually tongue that rapidly and gently if you want a guy to come quick, or rub it firmly with your tongue without rasping it if you want to tease him for a while. Works best if the dick is in your mouth, though." I looked down at the pair of them, moaned again, and studied the ceiling. If I looked at those two lovelies, one exploring what could very well be her first cock, I'd probably make a mess of both their faces.
 
Samantha

OOC: sorry slipped my mind that your hands were not available. I edited my post to reflect.


IC: Jim was educating me on how to thoroughly please a man. I kept his cock in my mouth and licked the tender underside, my tongue moving slowly at first. His legs were tense as a gutteral moan escaped his lips. Maddy's tongue met my mouth on a pass up his length. Her tongue entered my mouth with his cock still inside. Our tongues danced inside my mouth and around his head. Her tongue urgently sought out a taste of his fluid.
 
Jim Carson

OOC: You won't find the school on any map, it's in my head. :D

IC: This was getting to be too much. "There'll be a mess to clean up if you two keep doing that," I groaned.
 
Maddy:
Though bound, I felt naughty, and daring. Looking up to him, "Do your ealy want us to stop?"
 
Jim Carson

I stroked my goatee thoughtfully, then lifted one eyebrow.

"Well, it's not like I'm a kid anymore. I'm probably only good for two or three tonight. Your call; do you want it like this, or not?"
 
Maddy:
"Cum for me now, Let me show her how to take a man down my throat, her throat. Don't you want to fill her pretty mouth with your cum. He is ready..." Looking pointedly at his cock, straining to cum. Besides, I knew that once he came he would last long and better for the rest of the night. Tonight would be her awakening. This I could give her, the gift of power. For that is what it is power. The power over men, even while bound to make them want you, desire you. And in doing, discover the sublime pleasures that can be yours.
"Sammy, do you want his cum? If not pull away when he starts and let it cover your face, but close your eyes, it stings. No..." Seeing her look. "It isn't gross, it feels so hot and sexy. To be covered in his cum. Licking it off your lips. Making him groan and wish he could cum like that forever. Don't worry. I can help clean it off. Promise."
 
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Samantha

I do feel the power that Maddy is describing and it is intoxicating. Even though my life had been about control, I was in a very real sense powerless. Powerless to my feelings that could not and will not be controlled. Empowered by my newfound strength, my tongue finds hers and my hands stroke the length of his erection. Both are slick and ready. As our tongues unit I hear the guttural moan and feel the molten lava on my tongue. When his load is spent I gather Maddy into my arms and kiss her deeply, sharing our triumph.
 
Jim Carson

Answers that question, I thought as the pair of them renew their efforts on my straining and still tingling cock. The tightening feeling beginning in my scrotum and swiftly spreading through my inner thighs and guts, pulling out through my penis as my orgasm builds. It finally breaks over me like a wave, flashes of light and color swim through my vision as it feels like a piece of my soul is violently ejected from me through that point of pleasure. My breathing is ragged and deep, my chest heaving as I groan my delight. When I can see again, the sight which greets me has me twitching and ,almost painfully, trying to harden again. Maddy is trying to clean Sam's face with her tongue even as Sam was trying to kiss her. I guess she doesn't mind the taste of semen. I sit heavily on their bed, wondering how in God's name I'd kept my feet through that.
 
Like a kitten, a starved kitten I licked and purred, cleaning her face of the few drops she had let free. But her tongue was questing mine. Knowing what she must be feeling, that raw power, the need that always followed, for me at least. Returning her kisses with a fervour, a fire.
Her arms holding me there as we devoured each others lips and tongues in our passion.
 
Jim Carson

I grinned at the pair of them.

"For my next trick, I'll need a volunteer from the audience. I'll also need a pair of pantyhose or tights you don't need back in good shape, and this pair of recently-worn, still warm and fragrant panties. It's a trick that involves bondage, a lot of foreplay, and enough sex to induce one orgasm. Do I have any volunteers? And do you ladies have the spare pair of tights or pantyhose? They'll be stretched out, but I promise, this one's going to be interesting."
 
Maddy:
Sam only looked at him in wonder, and confusion.
I nodded. "In the laundry hamper, right there. Will thigh highs do? It's all I wear. And..." Jerking my head toward the closet. "In there is her laundry, and panties." She blushed, such a pretty red that I felt bad. Cuddling her as best I could, and nuzzling her with my head.
"Thank you sweet Sam. We can stop whenever you say so. Just say Uncle, no better make that Mother. That will stop everything, okay?" Turning to him. "Right? Agreed?" Knowing he would.
Nuzzling her more, "Oh God. I feel like I'm going to cry! You really love me?"


OOC:
Okay, snuck onto the computer before we left. Pathetic aren't I? Have fun and use me... woohoo... all you want.
 
Jim Carson

"Thigh-highs, while fun to look at, and convenient for sexual purposes, won't quite work for this. Although, I think I'd like to see the pair of you wearing them, now that you mention it." The grin was back as I looked at Sam. "How about you, young lady? do you have a pair of pantyhose we could use for this one? I don't want to give too much away, but it's something I've wanted to try on a willing young lady for quite a while. Regarding the word 'mother'; She's quite right. say the word, and the game stops. Remember, it's just a game, and I'll be ignoring 'no', 'don't', and 'stop'. They're too easy to use. You have to be sure you want to stop, and using an odd word like 'mother' is a good way to do that."


OOC: we'll take good care of Maddy, for you, Merelan!
 
Samantha

"I think I have a pair of pantyhose in my dresser," I demur as I head for my bureau. I had no idea what he was up to but it sounded interesting. I rummaged through the top drawer and found the only pair of hose I had owned at the moment.

"Will these work?" I asked as I handed them to him. When he nodded, I went over and retrieved the high highs Maddy had mentioned. I take one pair over to her. I kiss each of her delicate toes befor I begin to slip them on. As I pull each thigh high on I leave a trail of kisses on her legs. I heard Jim clearing his throat knowing that I may not want to stop before I reach her still glistening mound. I turn my gaze to him, sticking out my lower lip in a pouting formation. "Well, can you blame me?" I ask as I place the stocking on my own leg.

My teacher, Maddy, taught me well, for I placed my toes strategically between his legs while I pull a stocking slowly up each leg. I look at him, biting my lip and raising an eyebrow.
 
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Jim Carson

I laughed at her nervous, pouting display. God she looked cute. So fresh, and new to this; and thankfully, interested. I gestured her toward Maddy.

"Finish what you started, then you'll see the trick I've got up my sleeve."
 
Samantha

I could have stayed between Maddy's legs for eternity, worshipping her. The intoxicating aroma and sweet taste of her was exhilerating. To please her was my only goal. Once she has climaxed again I lifted my head and looked at Jim again.

I rise from the floor and sit on Jim's lap. "Let the games begin!"
 
Jim Carson

"Okay. Hands behind your back, palms flat against each other."

Sam did as I requested, a little confusion on her face as she watched me bunch one leg of the pantyhose up. I got down to the toe and put that against her fingertips, drawing the one leg up over her hands, wrists, forarms, albows, and up to her body. I took her glasses off and set them on the nightstand, saying "These will just hinder." Then I bunched the other leg up and popped it over her head, like a bank robber's stocking mask, then I pulled the waist down over her chest, taking the time to lightly pinch her nipples, which seemed to grow thicker, and somehow, pinker from that little squeeze. "The poor man's monoglove." I smiled, then pushed her back on her arms, which were trapped behind her back. Fortunately, the leg was stretchy enough that it wasn't pressing her arms together too hard. Maddy gave a little whine, which brought my attention back to her. I unlocked Maddy's cuffs, and confirming there would be no bruises, set her down in the only chair in the room.

"Maddy, you may watch from here. Play with yourself if you wish, but do not come. Sam and I will give you your orgasms." I was not at all surprised when Maddy's hand dropped right to her still wet pussy and started rubbing it.
 
Maddy:

Not cum? To hell with that. Only seconds from it. The sight of her helpless made me even hotter. Whimpering I slowed my fingers, but a he turned away I couldn't help it. A small orgasm thrilling through me. Biting my lip, trying to be quiet. Hoping he hadn't noticed, and hoping he had.
 
I did everything that he had requested. I was very confused but I, also admit, very aroused. I awaited anxiously his next actions.
 
Jim Carson

I grinned as I heard the tiny squeal out of Maddy.

"As if on cue..." I said, and turned back to her. "First mistake is free, the rest you pay for. Ten swats on your bare ass for each orgasm you have without at least getting permission first. Your punishment will be with my belt."

I caught a gleam in Maddy's eyes as I prepared to turn back to her roomie. "Sam will have to watch your punishment, so don't plan on giving her too much of a shock... I mean show."

My warnings and admonishments given, I returned to a confused looking Sam. I smiled at her in a friendly sort of way. "I told you, I get off on restraining women, and I really enjoy getting them off while they're trapped."

With that, I pushed her back on the bed again and spread her legs wide. I gave her one long lick from her perineum all the way to the base of her clit, then licking each lip; outer first, then inner. Carefully not rasping, but rubbing with my tongue. Listening to her breathing and wondering just how far I could push this kid.
 
Maddy:

Sitting still, still mulling over what he said. Longing to be spanked by him, but not wanting to push Sam. At least I am free, in case he starts to go to far. Again I find myself running my hands over my body. Cupping my breasts and fingering my nipples. Longing to make love to her again, but obeying him...
for now.
 
Samantha

As I moan through the pantyhose, my breath is hot against my skin. I had never felt a tongue against my intimate hole before. I raise my ass a bit to get closer to his tongue. His teasing action sets my body on fire with desire. Knowing that Maddy is watching fuels my desire more so. My insides quiver as I fear that I may disappoint him. My constraints bind me but I long to touch him and Maddy.
 
Jim Carson

I looked up into her face and smiled as I ran my fingers against her moistened folds.

"Struggle. Thrash around a bit. Remind yourself that you're bound. It makes it even hotter, more thrilling."

I pressed my thumb against her opening, and slowly pushed it in, amazed at how wet she was, and also surprised by the strength of her inner muscles as she squeezed my intruding thumb. I rubbed the tip of my middle finger against her puckered little anus, and checked her reaction.
 
It was hard to stay still and quiet. A moan escaping my lips as I heard his words. Yes, thrash baby. Struggle, but it isn't any good. he has you there. Has you where he can use you best, and make you feel helpless, wanton, slutty. A rush as I thought these words, not speaking them.
 
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