-Crystal
Fragment 1
I wait, tense with...what? Anticipation? Apprehension? I don’t
know, I’m just tense. And uncomfortable. And blind. Not blind, blindfolded, I
remind myself. I catalog the sensations my body is sending me. Back arched,
almost painfully, over a pad that is upholstered with leather or something like
it. Head supported just above the back of my neck on something that feels like
a large pipe or the arm of a chair, but below my torso, it feels as if my head
is dangling precariously back. There is a wide collar around my neck from my lower throat to just under my chin. My small breasts are stretched until they all but
disappear, except for the nipples, erect and questing. My legs are splayed,
each draped over another support, leaving my shaven pussy open and unprotected.
My arms are threaded under me, below my back, and shackled to my ankles. This
bends my lower legs back and thrusts my mound forward.
Footsteps echo in this place and I am instantly alert. Is it
beginning? Warm hands slick with aromatic oil enfold me. As they stroke every
part of me, I press myself into them to the best of my ability, though I can
move only a little, trussed and displayed as I am. Now they are rubbing the oil
into my breasts, now across my pussy and down the insides of my thighs, now
between the cheeks of my ass and across the opening there. I am lost in the
luxury of it and no longer feel discomfort. I sigh in disappointment when the
hands leave me and the footsteps recede. I wait longer.
No footsteps this time, he must have taken off his shoes. He
removes my blindfold and looks deeply into my eyes, then disappears from my
view. Cold rubber is pressed against my pussy, and I hear a buzzing noise as
the device wanders here and there between my legs. It doesn’t take long to
become warm and slick, my hot body lending its own warmth and juices to the
device, which now, oh! oh! ummmm, is pressing against my clit. I wriggle. Am I
trying to get away or trying to press closer? Against this relentless assault,
I am helpless, and the orgasm builds almost painfully fast. Ahhhhhhhhhh, I
scream. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, unh. Stop, please stop now, I can’t stand it. It
doesn’t stop. I am shaking and crying.
I don’t even notice when a second man approaches from behind
my head, until a pair of dark legs, a large penis and heavy balls enter my
vision. My eyes widen, and just at that moment the device shoved into my pussy
makes me scream. He shoves his cock into my mouth, taking advantage of the
opportunity, and I grunt in surprise. Why am I surprised? I knew that cock was
going into my mouth the moment I saw it, didn’t I? He presses it further, until
I gag, and then pulls out a little. Tells me to put my tongue out and keep it
out, as he rubs against it. I want to suck, but he has not given his
permission. I hold my mouth wide open as he fucks it, and watch his body press
into my face. I am making noises I realize, umm, umm, umm, in rhythm with his
thrusts. A second cock is rammed home into my pussy. Ah! Ah, that’s good. Fuck
me! Fuck me harder! I can’t say it because my mouth is full of delicious black
cock, but my moans encourage both men.
The man at my head leaves, oh, no. Please come back. Please
put your cock in my mouth again, oh, there you are. He has taken off his
clothes and my eyes drink him in as he approaches, engorged rod jutting out
proudly. God, I can’t believe that fits all the way into my throat. No wonder
it gags me. He takes it in his hand and slaps me with it, as I open my mouth
and try to catch it there. Open your mouth, he commands, and offers me his
balls. Suck, he says. Mmmm, mmmm, I lick and suck as my small body is pounded
from the other end. One more taste of cock, shoved all the way down my throat.
This time I suck and the reward is a grunt from him. Now both rods are
withdrawn. No! What’s happening?
Now a pink shaft enters my vision, not quite as big as the
black one, which must be what is entering my pussy now. Oh, yeah, yeah, give it
to me, all of it. I open my mouth for the white man, and he too fucks it, while
the man between my legs lifts me into him. I slip over the edge of another
orgasm when he circles my clit with his thumb. Oh, god! This orgasm is not
deep, but it is long, and I hardly notice when the man in my mouth cums.
Suddenly I’m choking. I can’t swallow, the collar and the angle restrict my
airway and I am drowning, but the orgasm rolls on, building in intensity until
in desperation I twist my head to escape the cock in my mouth. Spit it out, he
says, and with relief, I rid myself of the sticky death trap. My body is
heaving, sucking in air as if it were life itself. Oh yeah, it is.
I am so focused on my breathing as he puts his cock back
into my mouth, holding my head still so I can’t get away, that I lose
concentration below. The man between my legs slaps me, first on the sides of my
legs, and then slaps my pussy. Ow! He withdraws and they change places again.
Now I have the black cock in my mouth, and I think I am done with this, no more.
I scream and turn, but each time he pulls my head back into position and rams
his shaft down my throat. I jump when the vibrator is applied to my clit again.
Oh, this is too much! I can’t take more! I splinter in overwhelming pleasure,
screaming, as the man at my head tells me to keep him in my mouth. I suck hard
to make him come, but he withdraws again and walks around to push into my
throbbing pussy. Ah, ah, fuck. Fuck!
A sharp sting crosses my breasts. My eye catches a leather
flogger just before it whirls and lands on my tits again. My pussy clenches at
the pleasure/pain; the man between my legs circles my clit again, and then is
gone. As the flogger moves to cover the rest of my body with stings, I cry out
loudly until once again the black cock is shoved into my wide-open mouth. He
slaps my breasts as the flogger tickles and stings my pussy. I am losing track
of where the sensation is coming from. Now a cock is in my pussy again, and
then it is gone, replaced by the sting of the flogger on my lips and clit. Now
the flogger stings my whole torso, especially the nipples that have drawn into
such tight buds that the barbell in the piercing on my left nipple stands out where the straps
can catch it, tweaking that side even more. I can sense that the next orgasm
will be earth shattering. It is building, but my senses are overwhelmed and it’s
going to take even more intense sensations to bring it home.
As if he knows exactly what I need, while black man fucks me,
white man carefully places clothespins on my breasts. First, the right, one on
each side of the areola and then the coup de grace, one directly on the nipple
that protrudes erect from the middle. I am whimpering, too overwhelmed to know
whether I feel pleasure or pain, but the pain part subsides and my breast is
open to more sensation. Now he gives the left the same treatment. The piercing
interferes but little and I scream my pleasure as the last clothespin captures
the nipple. My head is swimming, my thoughts unformed. I am pure feeling, and I’m
transported somewhere in the universe where I have never been.
When the other cock enters my mouth, it completes me. Now
the vibrator is at my clit again, and big fingers enter me, exploring for the
spot that will send me flying. The man at my head flicks the clothespins,
sending jolts of electricity from my nipples to my pussy, which clenches around
the fingers convulsively. Now he is removing the clothespins, leaving the
middle ones for last. When he removes those, blood rushes back into the nerves
there and takes me a notch higher. He takes each erect nipple between thumb and
middle finger and pulls upward, and then lets them slip out abruptly; and then
again. As the other man’s fingers find
the g-spot and his free hand presses the vibrator to my clit, my nerve endings
are firing everywhere. One more stroke and the world disappears into a
kaleidoscope. Somewhere I can hear myself screaming, YES! YES! YES! FUCK!
