Author’s notes: I wrote this as a challenge from a friend. He was having a daydream one day and wrote it out. He left several open ends that needed answering. He told me that he did it on purpose so that I could write the rest.
Also, this story was written with actual real people in mind that I keep very close to my heart. However, right after this was written one of these relationships ended or took a good bye for now break. Time will only tell which. Proofreading was very bittersweet as I can feel him in every word of the story.
I hope that you enjoy. Please comment! I love constructive criticism. My writings can only get better with your input.
It was a scene that Samuel and I had come up with together but none of the other participants were going to be let in on all the details.
A few months ago I told him that I was interested in CNC play. He was cautious at first because he and I had just started experimenting with pain and he didn’t know if I could handle not having some kind of control of what was going to happen to me. To be completely honest it scared me too but when I initially asked for it I only had him in mind and I knew he wouldn’t do anything past what I could handle.
A few weeks after mentioning it he had called me very excited. This was out of character for him. He is normally very calculated and controlled. I liked this side of him. I could feel his passion coming through the phone.
“I know how to give you a taste of your CNC fantasy without fear of you getting hurt. However, you have to trust me.” He said
“You already know how much I trust you. What is it?” I reply feeling my stomach turn in anticipation
“Most if not all of your friends are pretty much vanilla, right?” he asks
“Yes?” I reply with a question in my voice
“We already know you do very well with being bound and spanked, right?”
“Yes?” more questions in my voice
“This is what I’m thinking.” He goes on with the rest of the plan
“Now all you have to do is invite 2 of your most trusted friends and your husband on the day we decide. I will supply all the choices of pleasure.”
“OK, I can do that.” I say with a true knot in my throat. I could feel the wetness forming between my legs. Even though I could feel the fear coarsing through me I was now even more excited than he was at the beginning of the conversation.
Over the next week I went through the friends that I have slept with in the last few years. One was an immediate pick. Richard is one of my truest friends. He knows all my inner fantasies. He knows what I like and doesn’t like. He has read the inner workings of my brain and then asked questions when the details were foggy. He will not hurt me but he will know how to push me to the limit. I texted him immediately.
“I am free weekend after next. I am getting a room. Would you be able to hangout?” I send over Snapchat
It took a few hours for a response due to it being after work hours but when he did it was frank and to the point.
“Absofuckinglutely!”
“I will send more details the day of. Is that ok?” I replied
“Yep, I’m free until around 3 every Saturday.” He sent back
Our evening conversations are usually pretty short so he didn’t even question the scarce details.
I grinned to myself and I felt my heat rising. He and I have only been together a few times but we’ve talked so much that I knew his section of time will be well worth it.
Now on to number 2. Who should I choose? Who would be worth the time and effort? No one that cums to quickly. No one that doesn’t do foreplay. Someone that isn’t going to have an imagination. Jace is the only one that fills all those boxes. He lives out of town. The timing might be hard for him. I know he will take the challenge and run with it. I sent him a Snapchat.
“Do you think you could plan a trip here weekend after next?”
He replied back with a naked pool pic that said ” I already am”
“I don’t understand?” I replied quizzically
“I’m driving through that weekend. I will be getting a room there that Saturday.”
“Oh I see, perfect timing. I will text you more details the day of. Is that ok?” I asked
“Sounds good to me. I’m excited to see you.” He replied with a kissy emoji
I grinned to myself. This was ending up easier than I originally thought. The only person that was left to talk to was Howard. He may not be ok with such scarce details. However, it won’t work if he knows all the details. I usually tell him everything. This is going to be hard to keep to myself for 2 weeks.
I made it home around 6 that evening but I would have to wait until later to talk about everything. We worked on supper together and talked about work. He asked if I had talked to Samuel that day. I told him yes. Then dropped the subject there. He looked at me expecting more but I didn’t go on.
“What, no details?” He asked
“We will have to talk later.” I responded as I nodded my head towards our kids in the living room.
“Oh ok. They aren’t even listening to us.” He responded
“I know. I have something to talk to you about that might take more than a few sentences.” I explained
He reluctantly accepted my response and moved on to the next topic.
We all finished dinner. The kids got off to bed. Howard and I moved to our room to start relaxing. “Spill it.” He said
I crawled in next to him.
“Weekend after next I am getting a room in town. Samuel and I have planned a scene. You will have a key to the room but only a certain amount of time to play with me. That is all the details I can give you.” I responded in one breath
“That sounds fishy. I don’t like it. Why should I only have a certain amount of time with you. You are my wife? Why can’t we all just play together? He asked getting agitated
“It is the scene. I promise you will get more information the day of and you will fully enjoy yourself.” I said with a sexy evil glint in my eyes
“Ok, I will take your word for it.” He said not quite convinced
“I promise baby. There is nothing fishy. You may actually enjoy this scene more than I do. It’s hot I do not think you will have one complaint after.” I tried to explain his worries away.
He turns his body towards mine and kisses me. His hands find my skin under my baggy tshirt.
“I believe you.” He whispered as he begins to kiss me
The next few weeks go by quickly. I become more nervous as the time goes on. What if someone cancels? What if one of them gets weirded out? I don’t know how I will internally handle one of them judging me. All 4 men are very close to my heart and their judgements of me mean a lot. I feel like my choices are very open minded but I can not predict what level of kink will be their limits.
It is finally the morning of and I am a big ball of nerves. I can barely finish my coffee before I have to text Samuel. “What time are you going to be here?”
“I came in last night. I will be here as soon as you want to show up. I am available to help you through all your nerves before any of this starts.” He responds
He obviously knows me too well. “Are you nervous?” I ask
“A little. But it will turn out the way that it’s supposed to. That’s the beauty in something like this. You can only control so much that other people do and the rest is what makes it fun.” He replies with a winky face emoji.
I finish my coffee and begin packing my bag. I over pack not knowing if I need lingerie, panties, or bras. Some of the details have even been left elusive to me. The questions rolling around in my head. I know he left these details open because of what we are trying to accomplish but at this very moment they are creating a massive knot in my stomach.
Howard quietly watches me pack. I know he can feel the anxiety and nervousness pouring off of me. He hates it when I get like this but he knows better than to try and make me feel better. I am internally talking to myself. Ticking off all the things I need to pack. Rolling the details that I do know around in my head.
An hour later I am finally as over prepared as I can be. I think the only thing I didn’t pack is an evening gown. I packed for before, after, and during the scene. I packed as if I’m going on a 3 day trip. I load my things in the car and kiss Howard good bye. I can feel his anxiety too from not knowing what to expect. “When should I know anything? Text me when you get there” he asks
“I don’t know.” I respond honestly
I get in my car and text Samuel. “I’m on my way. What hotel? What room?”
“Marriott. 402” he responds with little wait time.
I think he is more worked up about this than he is letting on but I’m ok with me being the only one showing it. I turn the music on mind deafening loud as I drive. I purposefully think of only the lyrics until I pull into the parking spot next to his truck. I grab my gym bag and suitcase out of my car and walk to the elevator inside.
The door dings open and there he stands. I gasp as the breath catches in my throat. It still surprises me each time how attractive he is. “We’ve got to quit meeting like this.” He says with a grin
“Where are you going?” I ask
“I saw you pull up. I was coming to help you with your bags.” He says as the door closes and we travel upward.
His hand brushes mine as he takes the handle of the suitcase. My breath catches in my throat again as the electricity from his touch starts my heart racing. He looks at me as if he is laughing at me. “Breathe.” He whispers
“I’m trying.” I say
“Why are you so worked up, already?” he asks with concern and jesting
“You.” Is all I can breathe out
“Me? I didn’t do anything…yet.” He questions
“You don’t have to. It’s just your presence.” I say as the door dings open. We walk to the room silently. He swipes the key over the sensor and opens the door. He waves for me to go in first. I look around. There is no sign of what is to come later. He puts my bags in the closet next to his and shuts the doors.
“Do you want to get rid of some of your nerves?” he asks as he moves closer to me. He backs me up against the wall. I swallow and look into his deep brown eyes. I reach up and take his hat off. He leans in even closer. His hands go to my waist. He pulls me the rest of the way to him and leans us both against the wall. His mouth comes to mine. I expect a full passionate kiss but all he gives me is a peck. I growl and move my hands to his face. I tip toe to try and get the kiss that I want. He pecks me again. I whimper “That’s not fair.”
“Today is about you not having any say in what is going to happen. Can you handle that?” he whispers. His tone is mocking me.
“Can you handle that?” he asks again
I nod my head “But I still want a real kiss.” I respond
He laughs. He bends but does not stop at my mouth. He nudges my head to the side and begins nibbling my neck. His hands move to pet it, with his thumb he adds slight pressure to my jugular. His arm wraps around my waist as my knees go a little weak. I moan as my eyes close and my head tilts to give him better access to my throat. He continues kissing, licking, and touching until my thoughts are completely void. “Do you want more?” he asks huskily
I moan softly in response. My body presses more into his, savoring the feel of his firmness and heat. He walks us a few feet sideways until I feel the bed behind my knees. I sit. “Give me your phone.” He says
I hand it to him. He hands it back. “Turn the pass code off.”
I do as I’m told. He turns around and places my phone on top of his on the desk. He returns to me. He bends and kisses me on the forehead, down my face, to my neck, and continues to travel until he has laid me flat on my back. He continues to kiss and unbutton my blouse. His fingers trail over my skin giving me instant goosebumps. He is watching my face. I am watching his. He grins as his hands go behind my back and unclasps my bra.
I am breathing heavy. My body is begging for more. This slow torture is driving me mad. He removes my shirt and bra as he manipulates my bodies responses to get me undressed. He bends to take off my shoes and socks. His fingers travel up my jeaned calves and thighs. His nails digging into me as he goes. I hold my breath reveling at the feel of his roughness. He unbuttons my pants and starts kissing each tender spot as he removes them. He bites down my inner thighs. Each inch. All the way down my calves. My body is on fire. My hips are bucking with each bite.
He stands and bends to my face again. I am completely naked on the bed. He smiles into my eyes. I stretch my neck up and he finally kisses me. His hands next to my head. He lays slightly on top of me. The rough feel of all of his clothes on my over sensitized skin. He bucks his hips into me. I can feel he is as turned on as I am.
His hands reach above my head. “Close your eyes” he orders
As I close my eyes I feel him place something over my head and secure it around my face. I open my eyes to darkness. A blindfold. I gasp. He lifts off of me. I moan in resistance. “No, I want more.” I complain
He does not say anything else. I hear him in the closet. I hear him on my phone. I assume it’s my phone anyways. I lay there obediently. I do not have a choice. I can not see. I do contemplate moving the blindfold just to peak at what he’s doing but decide against it. I can hear him at the other queen bed preparing something. I finally relax and accept what ever is happening.
The room is cool and I have goosebumps everywhere by the time he is done. He walks over to me. “My God, babe why didn’t you tell me you were cold?” He asks
I shrug my shoulders. I hear him walk to the air conditioner and adjust the temp. The machine stops roaring and the room is eerily quiet. I feel my body start to warm. “All of your friends and Howard are on Snapchat, right? What are the other 2s names on here?”
“Howard, Richard, and Jace. Yes, they are all on Snapchat.” I answer now realizing why he needed my phone.
He picks me up and moves me to the other bed. He begins asking me about each man. What they like to do to me. How they fuck. What position each likes to do to cum. As he is asking the questions he is placing my body into some kind of restraint: my torso, my knees up and together, my hands behind my back. I could tell from the feel that the material on my body wasn’t rope but it was not agitating to my skin. However, the restraint on my wrists was most definitely rope. He tied it lose enough to not be uncomfortable but tight enough that I couldn’t move or get out of it. I move to test each as he finishes each body part. I can feel a calm start going through my body and mind.
I am no longer vibrating from need. I am enjoying the feel of each thing that he is doing to prepare me for my visitors. I can hear his breathing as he finalizes his preparations. The last things that I hear is him move to the bedside table, take something out, and then place earbuds in each ear. I groan in protest. He removes one. “Too much?” he asks
I nod my head no and he replaces the ear bud. I suddenly feel a vibration close to me. Then it is on my clit. He secures it into place. It is not at max level vibration but enough that my body tries to respond. I try to move my hips but I can’t. My entire body is immobile. I feel his hands go under my shoulders and pull me slightly down. My head is half on and half off the bed. Angling slightly. This cues me to who my first visitor will be. Richard. Samuel’s last touch is sweeping my hair from underneath me to hang off the bed.
The room is still. I no longer feel him. I swallow. My clit is responding to the vibration. God, I want to move, it is just slightly out of place. I will not be able to cum this way. However, I will be so over sensitized by it.
I lay there for what seems like hours. My skin cool again from the air. My pussy wet from the vibration. My head full of the lyrics from the music and the anticipation of waiting. Suddenly I feel a heat next to my shoulders and then wet heat of someone sucking on my nipple. I moan in response to the human contact. My body starts to warm as the air turns off but my nipples harden from his sucking. His facial hair tickling my soft skin. I feel him reach below my waist. I had felt Samuel put something there but I couldn’t tell what it was. It was agitating whatever it was. I feel him leave me for a few seconds. I moan in protest. Suddenly I feel something light petting around the lips of my pussy followed by a hard smack of leather. Light. Smack on the other cheek. I respond to the contrast with a moan. I can feel my pussy get even wetter. This goes on for several intervals until I feel him move out of his pants next to my head. The denim sweeps over my cheek and hair. His cock is at my lips. I open to oblige his size. If this is Richard he has a thick cock with a very accommodating curve. His length will hit well past the end of my mouth into my throat. I hungrily take his head into my mouth. The taste and feel of the smooth skin probes me on. Within seconds he has pushed himself fully into me. I gag slightly he draws back. I whine. I want more. I want to show him I can take more. He obliges my moan and shoves back into my mouth. I relax my throat lightly. When he hits the end again he moves back a little but then tests the length. He slowly let’s me take him deeper. I am so concentrated on swallowing him that I don’t notice there is another vibration. I feel it at my hole. Then it is inside of me. I clench around it. He turns it up. At first his cock and the vibrator are at 2 different paces. I can’t concentrate on him and cumming. However, eventually I stop moving and allow him to fuck my face and my pussy with the toy. I climb joyfully. I feel his cock pulsing. I have never made him cum before. I can feel the pride swelling with my orgasm. I moan loudly several times as I clench around the toy. He pumps into me a few more times. He pulls out of my throat, mouth, and pussy abruptly. I feel a warmness shoot across my chest and stomach. I smile knowing that he has came. “Thank you” I say. I feel something soft and paper brush across my chest and stomach. I assume he is cleaning me up. He places the agitating object under my hip again.
Then the room is empty. Again.
I breathe deeply catching my breath. I enjoy the stillness until my next visitor arrives. The vibration on my clit is soothing with the song. I can feel my mind wondering onto other things until I feel sleep starting to creep into my brain.
I am abruptly brought out of my dozing trance as the restraints on my knees are undone. “No!” I holler out
But it doesn’t stop. My knees are undone. My waist free. The vibrator turned off. The agitating object removed. However, the wrist rope, blindfold, and earbuds remain in. I am suddenly flipped over onto my stomach. My body splayed out flat. I feel a hard smack on my ass. This was a hand. 3 more smacks follow. I still can’t tell who this is. Then the room is empty again. “What the fuck!?” I say out loud. Several minutes pass until I feel a warm liquid go over my back. It isn’t cum. It feels slick, oil like. I feel him climb onto the bed and straddle my butt. His mouth is on the back of my neck. Kissing. Petting. Nibbling. There is a lot of facial hair. This has to be Jace. I should have known he would change the rules.
His hands travel up and then back down my back. Down my arms and back up. His hands are strong. I arch my back enjoying the feel of his hands on my skin. With each repetition his hands get stronger. His hands turn into his nails sliding across my slick skin. I feel his cock getting hard on my ass. He leans forward to where he is almost laying on me. He removes one earbud. “Do you want me to eat your beautiful pussy or fuck you?” he places the earbud back in.
“Eat me, please” I reply
He flips me returning me to my back. I feel his hands widening my legs opening my pussy. His warm tongue instantly making contact with the spot on my clit that the vibrator was not reaching. I holler out. I cum instantly. I feel him moan into me. His mouth starts eating me lightly but the progress gets more aggressive. My hips buck up into his mouth enjoying the new found freedom. He wraps his arms around my thighs and takes that freedom from me. He holds me down as he continues his aggressive soft assault. My core begins to clench. My fingers tighten into fists. My shoulders tense. My legs begin to quiver uncontrollably. I scream out as the orgasm tears through me.
He lifts. I can feel his body shaking between my thighs. He places the head of his cock on my clit and moves it back and forth. I moan in protest as the over sensitive skin protests the new stimulation. He moves it down and slowly enters me. I gasp. He is so thick. His fullness jolts my descending orgasm back up. He’s excruciatingly slow as I feel him trying to maintain his composure. Once again I feel him lean over me and remove the earbud. “I forgot how fucking tight you are. You feel so good wrapped around me.” He replaces the earbud. I buck my hips responding to his compliment. We move together for several minutes. Slow. Soft. Hard. Fast. He is pounding so hard that I can feel his balls smacking into my ass. My body begins to climb again. My mind goes blissfully numb. His cock starts convulsing inside of me. We cum together. He breathlessly lays on top of me before he gets up and restrains me exactly as I was before. I’m in awe of his skills. I had not realized he knew how to do all of this. He replaces the agitating object back under my hip and the vibrator on my clit in the exact same wrong spot. He removes the earbud one last time “Text me later. I want to see you without all of this.” He kisses me and leaves
My body is spent. My senses are confused. My emotions are raw. I’m at the edge of being done with all of this when I feel what has to be Howard climbing onto the bed. He finds the object instantly and removes it. He takes the blindfold off. I squint in the lamp light. He climbs off the bed and goes to the bedside table. I see him open the drawer and pull out several items. A long feather. 2 crops. A vibrator. He looks over at me almost questioning me but not waiting for an answer. I see him place a crumpled piece of paper on the table. That must be what’s been under my hip. I think. I see him pick up the vibrator but put it back down. He grabs the larger of the two crops. He replaces the blindfold on me. I moan in protest but he ignores me.
I feel a large smack on my ass. It was so close to my exposed pussy. God, that would have hurt. Another smack on the other side. I feel the heat forming on the two spots. He continues alternating smacks for several minutes. I can feel the tears forming in my eyes. I whimper and moan in pain but I don’t ask him to stop. He will know when to stop. Right? Several minutes pass. My ass is on fire. The blindfold is soaked in tears. I finally feel his fingers enter me aggressively. I can’t tell if he’s angry. Why is he being so aggressive with me. I know as he finger fucks me he is going to feel another man’s cum inside of me. He usually likes that. He removes his fingers and shoves them into my mouth. I suck them aggressively. I’m tempted to bite down slightly to tell him I don’t like his roughness. I feel a smack on my ass as I’m contemplating. He bends and starts to eat me. His mouth is hard. His teeth on my clit. He begins to slow as he enjoys his work. I begin to cum from the slow pace. I moan “Please, don’t stop.”
He pulls my hips. My feet rest on his shoulders. My body releases into his mouth. My walls contracting begging for his entrance. I feel him lift his body. His large cock enters me hard. He pounds into me. I can feel mine and Jace’s juices combining around his cock. He fills me so completely stretching my pussy to max fullness. The pain of his size and thrusts sends me over the edge. “Cum with me!” I scream out
He doesn’t. I can feel his determination to keep going with each hard thrust. He hits the end of me over and over. His nails digging into my hips. Finally I feel his body tense, shake, and release. He pulls out of me slowly and climbs off the bed. I’m expecting him to give me a kiss or announce his departure but he doesn’t. The room just becomes unexpectedly vacant.
I do not know if Samuel knows they are all done. I do not know if there is communication of any sort going on. I know that there was communication given obviously but how much. How did they all get in? Will any of them come back? They all had a key. I am ready to be out of the restraints. I am ready for clothes or at least a blanket. I am feeling overly exposed as all of them have left. My emotions are raw from each of their presences. I care about each one so differently. They each feel and care for me so contrastingly. My body and mind are so full of the whole experience with each one’s essence blending with the next. I did not take this into consideration when planning it. Samuel needs to hurry before my brain starts putting a negative spin on the whole thing. I do not want the after glow to fade into something else.
As if I summoned him I feel his large strong hands on my face petting me. Stroking down my cheek and neck. He pulls out the earbuds first. “You did so good, baby. I watched the whole thing. I left my phone here and video called the entire time.”
He starts to take the restraints off of my legs and removes the vibrator. As he removes each restraint I feel him pet and massage my body. He makes each muscle relax. He lifts me into a sitting position and removes the rope off of my wrists. He massages my arms, wrists, and hands. He turns me to where my legs dangle over the edge of the bed. He stands in between my thighs. Pets down my face and neck. Then finally removes the blindfold. I look up into his eyes. He kneels in front of me and smiles. “Do you want more or are you ready to shower and go eat something?” he asks
“Lay with me for a minute.” I ask
He grins a nurturing soft grin and nods his head. I lay on my side and he lays next to me. He wraps his warmth around me and I close my eyes. “Was it what you expected?” he asked
“Yes and no” I respond
“Explain” he probes
“I expected all the contrasting physical aspects. I expected the differences of each man. I didn’t expect what each did but that was the reason for doing the whole thing. What I really didn’t expect is the emotional contrast of each. I didn’t realize that was the part that would leave me so spent. Thank you for not doing anything with me before” I explained
“No, babe I knew better than all that. I knew the intimacy of us mixed in with everything else would be too much.” He responds
We lay there for as long as I needed. Him just wrapped around me while we breathe together. My stomach growls and I laugh. “I guess we need to go eat.” I say
“That is a true story.” I feel him grin into my neck
He sits and I do too. I go to my suitcase and pull out a pair of matching bra and panties and my toiletries. I walk to the restroom to shower. Unexpectedly he follows me. I thought he was going to give me time to breathe. However, if he did that it would not play into the entire scene. I don’t know which he has decided to do but I will accept either.
I turn on the shower without speaking and climb in. I run the water over my hair and body relishing in the excessive heat. I am in there for several minutes before he joins me. I notice instantly that his cock is extremely hard. He grabs the soap from my hand as I was about to wash myself. He squirts some into his hand and lathers it up. He turns my body to where I am facing away from him. He begins to wash my back. My shoulders. He wraps his arms around me. He washes my breast and stomach. His hands travel down. My eyes close. My body is already inviting more stimulation. My mind says there’s no way but my pussy clenches and tightens opposing my thoughts. His hands reach my lips and softly starts washing me. Testing the limits. My body presses backwards into his. I can feel the slickness of his chest against my back. His hard cock flush against my ass. He is getting harder as his hands continue to clean the insides of my lips and labia. I moan with his gentle touch. My ass arching up stroking his cock. He reaches up and rinses his hands of the soap. The water pours downward on his hands then massages the soap off of me. When finally rinsed he turns me towards him. My eyes glazed with wanting more. I look up at him. His eyes look as mine feel. Full of want. Full of desire. Aching to have more.
“We need to finish this.” He says as he signals his head towards the shower.
I know what he means but I choose to go another direction. I get to my knees in the shower and engulf his cock in my mouth. The water pouring over us as I suck his cock as if my life depends on it. I am relishing in my control until I feel his legs tremble and his hands go in my hair and pull hard. I let him exit me and he pulls me to my feet. “You think you’re cute don’t you.” He growls
I smile shyly. “I was enjoying myself” I feign ignorance at my ploys.
He hands me the soap. I squirt some in my hands. I soap up his chest and shoulders. My hands travel down his torso to his thighs and then meet in the middle at his extremely hard member. “May I wash it.” I ask as I look into his eyes
He laughs and nods his head. I slowly glide my hand over his head and down his shaft. I watch his face for a reaction. He is alternating between watching my small hands move over his cock and observing my face. His eyes are dark with lust. I can tell by the set of his jaw that he needs more. I continue to jack off his cock slowly until the water has rinsed all of the soap off.
“I want to thank you for today. Please let me make you cum. May I suck your cock again?” I ask. Pleading with my eyes into his
His jaw works as his eyes begin to twinkle “Yes babe, make me cum.”