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Subject: {ASSM} Story: A Seduction Fantasy, Pt. 1 (fict, MFF, couple, light bdsm, oral)
Date: Thu,  2 May 2002 00:10:04 -0400
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Authors Notes and Disclaimer:  All works are drawn from my own
experience or imagination and are the sole intellectual property of
the author.  Names have been changed to protect the parties involved.
Reuse of these stories is limited to reposting; any edits or changes
are not authorized.  Read this story at your own risk.  The subject
material is of an adult nature and is not appropriate for minors.  Do
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view this material.

This story depicts unsafe behaviors and is only a fantasy.  Don't do
things you'll regret.
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   A Seduction Fantasy, Pt. 1 (fict, MFF, couple, light bdsm, oral)


   The evening started with you in a medium sized bedroom, but there
was no furniture.  Though I haven't met you until now, there was no
doubt in my mind as to your identity.  I had instructed you to kneel
on the floor, on top of a very thick, plush furry rug.  It was soft
and warm against your knees.  You were to keep your eyes closed until
I permitted you to open them.

   You heard two sets of footsteps entering the room, but no other
sounds.  Suddenly though, gently, you felt the touch of silk on your
forehead as a pair of hands stretched a dark scarf around your eyes
and knotted it behind your head.  After carefully adjusting the edges
to ensure no sight would be possible, you heard a woman's voice say,
"Victoria, you may open your eyes now."

   You knew that you wouldn't be able to see anything, but you
strained to anyway.  But the scarf was well bound, and only darkness
met your eyes.  A shiver of excitement, nervousness, and arousal
passed through your body.  Then you felt two larger hands at your
sides, grasping the edges of your shirt.  Slowly, you felt the shirt
being lifted from your body and you helplessly raised your arms to
allow it to be pulled over your head, leaving you kneeling in your
skirt and bra.  Did I mention the room was just a hair on the cool
side?  We noticed because your nipples started hardening into small
bumps that stretched the thin cotton of your bra.  You hadn't been
expecting this occasion, so you were wearing your everyday bra and a
simple black cotton thong, but the sight was no less sexy for the lack
of lace...

   Now that the shirt was out of the way, you heard a man's voice
instruct you to lift your arms straight up.  As you held them there,
you head the distinct sound of velcro being opened, and then felt a
pair of foam lined wrist restraints being closed around your wrists.
Funny, you hadn't noticed anything hanging from the ceiling when you
came in; yet now your arms were suspended above you and largely
immobile.  You could easily loosen the tension simply by standing, but
the length of the restraint was perfectly set to keep you bound while
you remained on your knees.  With both arms up like that, you could
feel your breast being lifted and pulled together slightly, and you
knew you were on display for us.  Then a set of hands unclasped the
bra from behind you, lightly touching your back as they slid around
your sides and underneath your breasts, where they rose following the
contours of your breasts lifting the bra from them.  You could feel
the soft skin on the palms graze gently across your nipples briefly.

   You realized suddenly that with your arms already bound, we'd left
no way to get the bra off of your shoulders.  Then you heard to soft
clicks of a scissors and the undergarment fell to the floor.  Kelly's
voice whispered hotly in your ear, "We'll have to replace that for you
later..."  Then she stepped away, and a few moments later, you felt
the zipper of your skirt being slowly opened, and then awkwardly had
to balance first on one knee and then the other while your last outer
garment was taken from you.  For some long minutes after that, you
felt and heard nothing as we stood and looked at you.  

   Held in your position of submission partly by our restraints and
partly by your own resolve to stay on your knees, you were a beautiful
sight.  The soft curves of your breasts were accentuated by your
bondage so that the cleavage between them deepened considerably.  Your
nipples were standing highly erect and the bumps and ridges of your
areolas were prominent.  Your tapered body appeared long and slender
in that pose, and you could feel and smell what you knew we were
beginning to see -- the growing darker patch on your black thong where
your wetness was starting to seep through the cotton material.  You
wondered when we would take the last remaining covering away from you
to expose you completely.  Instead, a hand on each side pulled them up
slightly to better accentuate the outline of your nether lips inside
the fabric.  To your slight humiliation, a lone fingertip came to rest
directly on your swollen clitoral hood through the panties.  "My god,"
you thought to yourself, "I'm so turned on that they can even see
*that*!  I might as well not even have anything on."  The smell of
your sex grew more distinct.
 
   You heard my voice softly in your ear.  "Kelly and I are going to
share some things with you.  Sometimes you may know whom they belong
to or what they are.  Sometimes you will be wrong.  Ultimately we may
allow you to see what you've been experiencing a little later..."
 
   You felt a finger run across your lips.  You didn't notice much of
a fingernail, but then couldn't remember if I'd ever described Kelly
as having long nails.  The finger was wet and you smelled and tasted a
faint flavor of pussy.  You knew then why I enjoy Kelly's pussy so
much, with its clean, natural, light but unmistakably feminine
fragrance.  The finger slid past your lips and into your mouth and you
sucked on it, eager to capture the essence on it.  Then it was
withdrawn.

   "Leave your mouth open," instructed Kelly softly from somewhere in
front of you.  A pause.  Then a mouth came forward to connect with
yours.  The lips were soft, and the tongue gently probing.  You
responded hotly with your own tongue, feeling the wetness of this
mysterious kiss.  The mouth withdrew and was replaced by a different
one.  The lips were still soft, and the kiss equally passionate, yet
different.  You couldn't place a mental finger on it.  Was the first
more aggressive?  Less?  More tender or gentle?  Rougher?  You
couldn't tell.  You knew you were being swept up in your passion and
losing the fine edge your mind normally possessed.  Each kiss had
moments of sweetness and moments of passion and while you felt fairly
certain that two different people had kissed you, you didn't know
which was which.  In fact, you weren't even certain that it hadn't
been the same person twice...

   The next feeling was not so ambiguous.  For the briefest of
touches, you distinctly felt my cock being stroked across your lips,
and then it was gone.  We watched amused as you strained forward
against the restraints to recapture it.  Did you even realize you were
leaning forward?

   A hand reached down to your panties and pushed them aside slightly.
You felt a very large dildo being pressed against your sex.  You knew
this was the same toy I'd described in my first story.  Frustrated,
tempted, and turned on, you tried to push your hips down on it but the
position limited you.  Finally you did feel the head slip just inside,
and for a few short strokes you felt the 2" cock spreading the first
few inches of your pussy.  All to soon it was withdrawn and lifted to
your lips.  Kelly whispered in your ear, "Show us what you wanted to
do to my husband's cock."  She flicked her tongue in and around your
ear and the nape of your neck as encouragement.

   You were shocked at yourself when you opened your mouth wide to
accept the thick toy, slick with your own juices.  I know you probably
have always thought, as do I, that scenes of women sucking dildos in
movies are ridiculous, and that no woman would ever do that.  Yet here
you were in a strange bedroom, doing as we instructed.  Sucking your
own vaginal essence from a thick latex cock, wishing it were back
inside you and that my real cock were in your mouth instead.  Knowing
that the only way to achieve that was to earn the right to fellate me
by showcasing your skills on this dildo.  But it was more than that,
you realized to the burning sensation in your cunt.  You wanted to be
licking this cock, straining to take as much of it in your mouth as
possible.  This toy had been inside of you.  It had been inside of
Kelly many times.  You imagined it moving inside of her body, giving
her pleasure.  The thoughts were taking you to a peak somewhere deep
inside.

   Someone began firmly licking your nipples, lightly pulling at them
with their teeth.  The pleasure rushed straight to your sex, making
that burning feeling even hotter.  The mouth trailed down your body
leaving a path of wetness as it approached your closely trimmed mound.
You felt that you were imminently going to be kissed down there.
There was no letup on the dildo in your mouth either, although a hand
came down to rest on the back of your neck lightly.

   Did you feel long hair brush against you as the head neared your
moist opening?  You couldn't be sure -- but then you knew of my love
of eating women, and it made sense that I would be showing you.  You
just didn't know!  The head inched nearer your wetness and stopped.
No tongue touched your damp clit and tasted your sweetness.  No finger
opened your lips to seek out your canal.  Only...a cool sensation.  It
built until you recognized it as air.  Someone was blowing on your
clit, harder now, and the cool pressure tickling your overaroused bud,
while you lewdly sucked on our thick latex dildo finally overcame your
physical barriers.  You experienced a strong mini orgasm, your body
trembling from the faint stimulation.  Slowly, the dildo was withdrawn
from your mouth and you felt new wetness seeping from your pussy and
running down your thigh.
 
   A wash of gratitude, shock, and mild embarrassment crashed down
around you.  You had just orgasmed while essentially not being
touched.  We had used your body for our teasing pleasure, playing you
like a fine instrument until we coaxed you over the edge.  And yet
here you were, still bound almost naked in a subservient position
while we looked upon you.  What could be next?

**********
I am not a professional writer.  If you enjoyed this fantasy story,
let me know and I'll post some more.  Please keep the encouragement
coming.  I am now writing both real experiences (labeled "true") and
fantasies/fiction  (labeled "fiction") - check the header to know what
is what.  If you're following the "series", let me know what you think
and want to hear!

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