The Magic Ball

Ayanna:

I stretch out beside you, lying on my left side. My left hand props my head up and I use the right to brush lightly over your skin, my palm barely skimming your supple flesh. I bring my hand to your breasts and circle gently over your nipples, causing them to grow and tighten under my touch. I do this over and over until you're gasping for air, then I remove my hand from you, leaving you damp and panting, wanting more.

Once your breathing has calmed some and you seem to be under some control, I start teasing your nipples again, this time touching them lightly with my fingertips only, squeezing occasionally. Again, when you reach the boiling point, I stop, letting you whimper for more.

"Do you like, my beautiful one? Do you hunger for more? Or would you have me untie you and send you home? It's up to you, whatever you desire. But this will be your last chance to leave. Once you decide to stay, you must take whatever I give. What do you say, Mandy? Are you ready? Or are you afraid?"
 
Mandy

"I adore you, I want more, please keep me, don't send me away. I will do anything you wish, please, please," I whisper pleading with my eyes willing to do anything she wanted, at any time, even with anyone. "Use me as your pet, your toy, your slut, for your pleasure and anyone you wish to share me with." I ached for her touch and felt so hot and horny and could barely believe how much I wanted to be her sex toy and fulfill her every desire.
 
Ayanna:

"Very good answer, my dear. Because I plan to. Use you that is, make you mine, body and mind. I will take you higher than you've been before, but you have to be willing, at least subconsciously. You agreeing to stay here with me has proven that. From here on out, what I say, goes. Right now, I want to tease you, torment you, play with you. It will be long and at times painful, but well worth it. Shall I begin?"

Without even waiting for a response, I slide to the foot of the bed and begin stroking your ankles and the tops of your feet with my nails. I trace along the arch of your delicate foot and then move to the bottom of it, my nail lightly moving over the sensitive arch. Leaning down, I trace my tongue over the same path: ankle, top of the foot, down the side and over the bottom. Coming to your toes I suck first one and then the next inside my wet mouth, tonguing them gently. I close my lips tightly over all five of your tiny toes and roll my tongue over them, occasionally sucking them. I then let go and move to the other foot, the same procedure follows on the left one.
 
mandy

"Yes, anything, Ayanna," I half whisper half whimper her name as she torments me and I am wondering what else she has in mind, the feel of her nails dragging on my skin, reminds me of what pain and pleasure she could and would offer me as I belonged to her now, her and no one else. Her every desire was my deep seated need. Everything I wanted I knew she would provide in her own way. "I belong to you." I gasp as her mouth caresses my foot.
 
Ayanna:

I move my mouth from your feet and begin licking up your ankles, then your calves. I bite you softly, not wanting to cause pain, yet. I reach your knees and suck them gently, then I turn my head and lick the soft part behind your knee. My tongue traces a pattern up your tight thigh, then moves inward, lapping over your silky inner thigh. Your legs are spread because of the restraints, and your pussy is already glistening as I lick closer and closer to it. I ignore it though and lick up over your hip bones, nibbling on them too. Your navel is my next target and I tongue-fuck it, licking on your soft flesh, before tracing a line from your belly button to the space between your breasts. I lick and bite the full round curves of the bottoms of your breasts, avoiding the nipples like I avoided your pussy. Lips are now on your neck, biting harder, then tongue licking over the bitten spot to ease the pain. I kiss up your chin, over your jaw and then to your forehead. Pressing a gentle kiss there, I move back down and claim your lips with my own, my tongue tracing your mouth before plunging inside to tangle with your own tongue.

My right hand is stroking your inner thighs, getting closer and closer to your damp pussy, but still not quite touching it.
 
Mandy

I was unsure if she wanted to hear me begging and moaning....it seemed a little pathetic and so I only gasped and panted as she teased me, I knew she would eventually devour me so I simple let it be as her desires were mine and my body was for her use and pleasure, and the fact that I enjoyed it beyond anything else was just icing on the cake. I whispered her name occasionally like a soft audible caress savouring the sound of her name upon my lips.
 
Ayanna:

Everytime she whispered my name, it caused a little shudder to race along my spine. I moved my mouth from your lips and finally caught one of your nipples between my lips. I rolled it around with my tongue and then bit down on it VERY gently, just teasing you slightly. When that nipple was erect and throbbing, my mouth moved to the other breast and that nipple received the same treatment.

Meanwhile, my hand had finally made it between your thighs, where I cupped your pussy gently. My middle finger slid up and down between your slit, not hard enough to seperate the lips, just enough to tantalize you and make you push up at me with your hips.
 
mandy

now I was hers and I knew I would be called on to please her at work, whenever we had a break, I doubted my boss would mind he was a complete slob and would not care as long as I did my work. I knew she loved how I said her name and I whispered it softly, "My gorgeous Ayanna, my beautiful Ayanna, my sweet Ayanna," preceding her name with a compliment as I moaned between phrases and wondered if she would shave my furry pussy, or if she liked the feel of the damp silky threads. Her fingers teased me and my pussy was soaking wet even though I had undoubtedly tightened since she had fucked me with the toy which seeemed like so long ago and just a few moments ago at the same time.
 
Ayanna:

"Mmmmm, beautiful, I love how you say my name. Did you know my name means "beautiful flower"? Do you want to kiss my beautiful flower? Want to taste it with those lips of yours? Lick it with that tongue?" I lean forward and flick my tongue over your pussy, parting the lips and licking the clit lightly.
 
Mandy

"I love your taste, your nectar, my flower, your blossom is lush and deliscous. Surely you know how sensual and lovely and sexy you truly are?" I softly ask licking my lips, "I could taste you all day long if you would let me, if I could live off your sweet nectar, treasure your precious flower, pleasure your sweet body for as long as you allow."
 
Ayanna:

"Mmm, that sounds lovely, Mandy. And don't think I won't let you. But for now, it's my turn." And with that, I slide between your spread thighs and bury my face in your fragrant pussy. My fingers seperate your lips so that my tongue can lick and suck and kiss your wet clit, and dip inside your tight hole. My thumbs hold your cunt open, and I feast on your juices, licking all over, tracing the lines and curves of your pussy, before settling on your clit and sucking slowly.

One finger dips inside of you, twisting a bit to loosen you up so that I can add a second finger as well. I kiss your clit and then look up at you as I fuck my fingers in and out.

"Do you enjoy this, Mandy? My fingers inside you, my tongue on your clit?"
 
mandy

"Yes, oh yes, my sweet misstress," I can feel my juices flowing, "I only regret that my nipples have no milk to feed you and your pleasure." I'm not sure how I make complete thoughts as my legs move as far apart as possible loving the feel of your tongue. "Ummmm, Ayanna, I wish my pussy could be always at your mouths beck and call to be tasted any time." I had this dark tingling sensation that I would get to taste her cum filled cunt some day after her husband and filled her and the idea of soothing her fucked cunt and tasting the fuck juices only heightened how her soft lush wet tongue felt as this moment. "My body is yours, my cunt, my mouth, for your pleasure, for your hands, for your fucking," I pause often moaning and purring. I was wrapped around her tongue and I wanted her to know it as I called her misstress for the first time.
 
Ayanna:

At her words, my pussy grew damp and I became frenzied in my attempt to make her come. My fingers drove deeper into her, and my tongue lapped and suckled and licked at her spread pussy. I could taste her flowing over my lips and I caught her clit between my lips and pressed down hard. I slid my free hand up to her breasts and rolled her left nipple between my thumb and forefinger, tugging on it. I was on my knees, ass in the air as I sucked at her tasty, and delicious cunt.

"Mmmm, Mandy, you taste so good, your pussy is so sweet and delicious, I could eat it for hours. I want to taste your juices every day, every night, I want to lick your pussy after my husband has fucked you senseless. Mmm, I can't wait to introduce this idea to him."
 
mandy

I was hot flushed and cumming as she said she was going to offer me up to her husband....would she control him as well, it made me feel as if I completely and utterly belonged to her, and I murmured, "I'd love to be tied up to your bed for your use at anytime, just being released to bath you and suckle your tits while you eat and caress your flesh as I dress you." I lay there soaking wet, panting, gasping slowly coming back down licking my lips craving your taste as I glance into your gorgeous dark eyes.
 
Galen Mills
Ayanna's husband
6'2", dark, clean cut and good looking.

Galen:

I pulled up in front of the house breathing a sigh of relief. My business meeting was cancelled meaning I could relax at home instead of having to deal with that red eye flight. I hoped Ayanna wouldn't be too pissed. I knew she'd been looking forward to a night alone. No husband or kids to drive her up the wall.

I was actually hoping she'd be happy to see me. No kids meant we could have some time to ourselves, something that had been lacking lately. I could tell Ayanna had been feeling restless and moody lately. I'd stopped at the liquor store and picked up a bottle of wine. I'd make it up to her tonight.

I stepped in the front door, kicked off my shoes and removed my tie. Goddamn, I hated wearing that thing!

"Ayanna!" I called. No response. Odd. Her car was out front. Was she taking a nap?

Bottle in hand, I started up the stairs. I was still hoping this would be a nice surprise and that Ayanna hadn't decided to spend the evening giving herself one of those mud facials or something.

As I approached the bedroom door I heard noises and froze. Voices whispering. Then a sharp cry. My hands started to shake as all sorts of images raced through my head; none of them pretty. She had some guy in here!

Gritting my teeth, I pushed the door open ready to confront the both of them. I had the bottle of wine clutched tight by the neck in case I had to go upside someone's head. I was ready for anything. I'd steeled myself for the sight of my wife being impaled on some other guy's dick. Or worse. But I damn sure wasn't ready for what I saw.

My wife with another woman tied to the bed!

"What the hell?!"
 
Ayanna:

I didn't hear my husband pull up out front or the door slamming as he came in. So when his voice boomed, "What the hell?!" from the doorway, you could say I was shocked. I jerked up, pulling my face from Mandy's tasty pussy, and turned on my knees to face my very confused husband. Was that anger or a hint of curiousity on his face.

I clambered off the bed, and stood at the foot of it, looking at him. Grabbing my robe, I pulled it on, and then looked over at Mandy. Her eyes were wide as she stared at my husband, and I could tell she wanted to cover herself, but being tied like she was, she couldn't. Her creamy skin was flushed, and her nipples still erect. I thought she might be embarrassed, but now I was beginning to think she might even be excited. This gave me an idea.

I smiled at my husband and strolled toward him slowly, letting my robe fall open so he could see my caramel colored skin against the white satin.

"What do you think of her, Galen? Isn't she lovely? Look at her white skin against our black sheets, the black satin around her alabaster ankles and wrists. Her nipples, so hard, so erect, still wet from my lips. Did you like seeing my face between her thick thighs? Like hearing her moans as my tongue touched her and tasted her? She loves my face being buried in her pussy, my tongue licking up her juices. Don't you want to feel what I feel, taste what I taste? Slide yourself inside of her, and let her come on your cock? She's mine, and now I share her with you. Do you accept? Or shall I untie our prize and let her go? You're my husband, I'll leave it up to you." I say, now standing up against you. Your breathing is harsh, and I run my hand over the growing bulge in your slacks. "Tell me, Galen, my love. Tell me, and I shall do it."
 
mandy

oh my it was her husband, he looked forbidding and dangerous and sexy and I swore I could see a bulge in his pants. I was spread eagle hot and horny as hell and aching and i found myself hoping he would cave to her request. I licked my lower lip and put on a submissive pouty please come fuck me expression.

I did not speak, and would not unless spoken to or touched and I noticed how my hard pink nipples crowned my full creamy breasts and wondered if he even liked white women. After all my Ayanna was a luscious colored beauty.
 
I felt like I'd been hit by a Mack truck, a ton of bricks had fallen on me and the rug had been pulled from under my feet all at the same time!

How long had my wife been into stuff like this? How come I'd never had a clue? What the hell was I supposed to do now? I had a big decision to make and I needed to make it in a hurry! I stood there for several seconds and no one said anything. I decided it would be best if I stopped thinking about it altogether.

I took the bottle of wine and handed it to Ayanna. "You should open this." She took it from me and I began to unbutton my shirt. . .
 
Ayanna:

I smiled with relief when Galen handed me the bottle of my favorite wine. I took it to the bar we had in the corner of our room and opened it. Grabbing two glasses, I carried the bottle and the wine glasses back to the bed. I sat them on the nightstand, and then let my robe fall to the ground. Looking over at Galen, he was down to his boxers, and I stopped him there.

"Stay like that hon, the silk might come in handy." I smiled and climbed back on the bed beside my Mandy. Motioning for Galen to join us, I leaned over and kissed her stomach lightly, running my tongue around her navel. "Mandy, this is my husband Galen, Galen this is my, my prize Mandy." I watched as their eyes met, and neither said anything. I hoped this worked out.
 
mandy

"hello," she softly whispered arching her back just enough to make her breasts wiggle and offer her nipples up to him. I wasn't sure what to say and I smiled and licked my lips, "I want whatever Ayanna wants," I hoped I didn't sound like the naive first time trio that this was or that Ayanna was the first and last woman I had ever played with. I was unsure how I would compare to Ayanna and realized that I would merely be something new and different and I smiled as I saw that look in his eye. "Do you like what you see?"
 
I told her yes I did like what I saw. Though my mind was still reeling I knew I'd best just go with the flow. If it turned out this was all a dream I wanted to experience as much of it as I could before I woke up drooling on my pillow. But it sure didn't feel like a dream. And I was damned if I was going to botch the evening by saying something stupid and spoiling the mood.

I filled the wine glasses, took one and dipped my finger in it. I circled each of bound woman's nipples, wetting them. I looked at my wife. She knew what I wanted her to do. She leaned over the woman to lick the wine off . . .
 
Ayanna:

When my husband circled her nipples with the wine, I knew it was on. I smiled at him and leaned down toward Mandy, my tongue extended. I circled her left nipple first, licking up all traces of the wine. Then I moved to the right one, also sucking the pale pink liquid off of her succulent breasts. I lifted my head and took the glass of wine Galen had poured for me and poured a trail from her navel up to her cleavage.

Looking my husband in the eyes, I leaned down and lapped up the wine from her navel, over her stomach, and in between her full, lush breasts. Licking her nipples one more time, I sat back up and smiled at him.

"Your turn." I whispered, slowly pouring more of the wine on her silken body.
 
I bent to lick the wine from Mandy's skin, twirling my tongue lazily between her breasts. Meanwhile, Ayanna stroked my back with her fingers, digging her nails into my flesh slightly. I sat up, grabbed the second glass of wine from the nightstand and took a large swallow.

Then I grabbed Ayanna, pulled her to me and kissed her. I could taste Mandy's fluids on her lips and it caused my already rock hard penis to stiffen even furthur. I looked down at Mandy, bound helplessly to the bed.

"What do you want to do with her?"
 
Ayanna:

I looked at my husband, and reached over to stroke his erection through the silk of his boxers.

"I want to eat her while you watch, and you can tease her breasts, kiss her, make her want your cock. Let her suck it, through the boxers until you're ready for her to taste the real thing."

I run one finger through Mandy's slit and smile down at her. "Do you like listening to us talk about you like you're not here? Do you like knowing that we can do whatever we want to you, and make you like it? Do you want to suck my husband? Have you been with a black man before? I know I'm your first woman, will he be your first Nubian god?" I ask, leaning down and catching her nipple with my lips.
 
Mandy

Do you like listening to us talk about you like you're not here? Do you like knowing that we can do whatever we want to you, and make you like it? Do you want to suck my husband? Have you been with a black man before? I know I'm your first woman, will he be your first Nubian god?" I ask, leaning down and catching her nipple with my lips.


If she only knew how it excited me to hear her talk about me like her personal object, I merely nodded in responce to her first few questions and shake my head saying, "No I've never seen a black man's cock before," even as my eyes lock onto her husband and wonder if he picked up on the fact that this was my first time with a couple and wondered how he would respond. I was willing to play any way that Ayanna wanted, and she seemed to need me to be encouraging and passive to her powerful sexy husband. I licked my lips and trailed my tongue slowly over them, my cunt achingly empty as I was displayed for them and I knew they could just make me watch them and crave it and never ever give, but I had a sense that Ayanna wanted to see my mouth and body wrapped around his charcoal black cock and I was determined, if that was what she wanted, then it was definetly what I wanted, and I was longing to taste him and please her all at the same time.
 
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