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Archive name: dirty.txt (Fdom/MM, MM, reluc-oral, bond)
Authors name: Ken Bristol (an99635@anon.penet.fi)
Story title : Dirty, Nasty and Bound
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Dirty, Nasty and Bound (Fdom/MM, MM, reluc-oral, bond)
by Ken Bristol (an99635@anon.penet.fi)
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This story is a segment from an e-novel published in
1994. Free distribution is allowed as long as the author
name and address remain attached to the story. Enjoy.
"I don't know about this, Ginny," Jack whined as the
teenage girl walked in circles around the tree, wrapping
the rope tight around his body. She moved slowing
downwards, pinning his hands to his sides, trapping his
erection against his belly, forcing his thighs and knees
together, and ending with a square knot at his ankles.
His friend Johnny, who was also naked and already
similarly bound, watched from several feet away.
"Then why are you so hard, Jackie?" mocked the slim
brunette. She reached out and fingered the boy's
equipment, then pulled the rope out with one hand and
freed his cock with the other. "You got a rod just
thinking about it, didn't you? You like being helpless
while I make you do things. Dirty things. Nasty things.
You can't wait to find out what's going on in my filthy
little mind."
The girl smirked into the hulking boy's face as she
masturbated him slowly, squeezing him a little harder
than necessary. This was the big one; if things worked
out, she'd have both boys in the palm of her hand. She
gave Jack a few quick jerks, and then she spun away.
"How 'bout a little show, boys?" Ginny asked in a
theatrically throaty voice. She put her hands behind her
head and lifted her hair to the top of her head, then
let it fall about her shoulders. "You wanna see this
body?"
The girl teasingly unbuttoned her blouse as she
undulated her hips. The blouse hit the ground, followed
by Ginny's shorts and her thin white brassiere. She
pulled down her panties and posed provocatively as they
bunched around her knees, then she kicked them up in the
air, caught them with one hand, sauntered over to Jack
and slapped him gently across the face with them.
Over and over the soft material bounced silkily against
the boy's cheeks, bringing hints of Ginny's aroma to
Jack's nostrils. His excitement shone in his eyes, and
Ginny smiled at the effect her teasing humiliation was
having. She turned her underwear inside out, put her
hand behind the crotch, and rubbed the damp spot against
Jack's nose and lips. Looking suddenly bored, Ginny hung
her underwear on Jack's stiff prick; it trembled as the
twitchings of his cock bounced it around.
Ginny shifted her attention to Johnny. "He looks pretty
silly, doesn't he?" she smirked as she put her hand on
his shoulder and gave him an insolent look. "Well, so do
you, kid. You may not have my underwear dangling from
your dick..." She reached down to stroke Johnny's half-
hard prick. "But you're a sorry case, just the same."
Ginny put her tongue in the boys ear, then whispered,
"You want to put this thing somewhere where it's warm
and slippery, don'tcha?"
"Yeah, baby. I want to shove it up your hot cunt."
"I'm the one that'll do the shoving; you're the one
that's all tied up." Her fingers flew up and down
Johnny's stiff shaft, fluttering delicately like
butterfly wings.
"Whatever you say, Ginny. I just want to be inside your
pussy."
"You're gonna have to promise me something, though.
You're gonna have to do whatever I say afterward."
"Don't I always?"
"I guess so, but tell me now." She tweaked the tip of
Johnny's prick with her fingers.
"Fuck me baby, and I'll do whatever you say, I promise."
Ginny turned and rubbed against the boy like a big cat,
wriggling her hips up and down as she twisted, finally
feeling his rod between her buttocks. She bent at the
waist and reached between her legs, manipulating Bobby's
stiff shaft and tugging it downward, feeling it catch
against the tight, recessed ring of her asshole before
she worked it loose, and, still pressing backwards with
her hips, dipped the head into her hot, wet, sticky
honey pot. "That feel good, Johnny?" she breathed softly
as she wiggled his shaft up and down with her
fingertips.
"Ungh." Johnny's incoherence was caused by his urgent
desire to bury his dick in Ginny's tight pussy and his
frustration that all his pushing against the ropes was
getting him no nearer to his goal. He kept flexing his
hips back and forth anyway.
Ginny pushed his cock down far enough so she could rub
her clitoris with it. "Want more, Johnny?"
"Lemme fuck you. Please."
"Like this?" Ginny thrust her hips back against the boy.
Her warm slickness was delicious. She tightened her
vaginal muscles on him, and he thought he'd die with
pleasure. "Oops!" She let out a playful, teasing cry as
she pulled away from him. She twined her arms around
Johnny as she kissed his ear and whispered: "Now you
know what it'll be like, Johnny. I'll fuck you just like
that. I'll fuck you 'til you shoot in my hot cunt. But
promise me again, Johnny: you'll do just what I say
afterwards."
"Sure, Ginny. You know I will, I promise."
Ginny danced away from the tree and found her purse,
then sashayed back tearing open a square foil packet.
"Aw c'mon Gin, lemme fuck you bareback."
"No way, you already got more than you should've." She
rolled the sheath down Johnny's throbbing rod, and held
him as she turned her back, bent over, and pressed
herself onto him. "How's that, Johnny?" she asked as she
began thrusting backwards sharply and pulling forward
leisurely with a little hip-wiggle.
"Shit, Ginny. You feel fucking fantastic."
"I knew you'd like it," Ginny purred. She rode the boy
to his orgasm while looking deeply into Jack's eyes.
* * *
When he'd blown his load into the rubber and Ginny had
pulled off his still stiff dick, she twirled around and
said, "Ok, before I untie you, I'm gonna tell you what
you have to do." Ginny whispered for a few seconds in
Johnny's ear, and Jack saw his eyes widen.
"I can't do that..." Johnny started to protest, but
Ginny cut him off.
"Of course you can. You might even like it. "You'd never
admit it, though..." The girl stood in front of Johnny
with her hands on her slim hips. "Promise me, now, or
you'll spend the rest of the day tied up."
"OK, Gin... But what's Jack gonna..."
"Let me worry about Jack," said Ginny crisply as she
began to fumble with the knots.
Soon Johnny was free; he stripped off the used rubber as
the pair advanced on Jack. Ginny stood behind Johnny and
pushed down on his shoulders until he knelt at Jack's
feet. Ginny pulled her panties off Jack's still-stiff
prick, scissored one leg over Johnny and wrapped her
arms around Jack's bound body. The ropes felt strange
against her skin; she rubbed her body up and down,
savoring the feel of Jack's smooth skin and the
roughness of his fetters.
She trapped his dick between his body and hers and
rubbed against it, rotating her pubic mound in little
circles as she pressed against him. Johnny looked up at
Ginny's buttocks, flexing and squirming just inches from
his face. He saw the shiny slickness between her legs,
and peered into the dark, hairy forest of her pussy. A
drop of oily, clear fluid dripped down the girl's leg,
and Jack leaned forward to lick it off.
He followed the spicy odor in the direction of Ginny's
cunt, and plunged his tongue into its hot, wet interior
as the girl began to pump her hips back and forth. His
nose slipped between her buttocks and slid over her
greasy asshole. A few weeks ago, Jack had been repelled
when Ginny made him lick her there, but something had
changed: Ginny's tight brown ring turned him on now. He
worked his nose into its recesses.
Ginny's motions were beginning to chafe Jack where she
rubbed his cock against the rope that crossed his belly;
he was relieved when she pulled back a bit, reached down
with one hand, and pushed his cock between her legs. She
was shorter that he, so her crotch forced his cock
uncomfortably downward, even though Ginny stood on
tiptoes. "Do your stuff, Johnny," the girl mumbled, to
Jack's confusion.
Johnny knew the time had come, and he steeled himself as
Ginny pressed her hips forward, causing Jack's cock to
slide past her vagina and into Johnny's open mouth. The
kneeling boy tentatively licked the head, then pressed
forward, plunging his nose into Ginny's brown rosebud as
he sucked his friend's cock. It felt soft and warm in
his mouth. He repressed the urge to gag.
Jack didn't know what was happening until he felt the
light sharp nips of Johnny's teeth. He tried to twist
away, but could only move an inch or two. Ginny
whispered as she licked his face: "How's your dick feel,
Jackie-boy? You like the way Johnny sucks your cock?
He's not as good at it as I am, is he? He'll get better
if he gets lots of practice, though."
"That's disgusting! Let me go!"
"Disgusting, huh? Then how come you're still hard? If
it's really disgusting, then you won't come in his
mouth, will you. That'll be the proof, Jackie. Can
Johnny get you off? I'll bet he can. See if you can keep
from coming, but I think you will."
Meanwhile, Johnny was doing his best to get Jack to do
exactly that, but he wasn't getting very far, because
Ginny's squirmy ass kept him from getting much of Jack's
cock into his mouth. That was actually fine with Johnny,
who has made his piece with sucking just the end of his
friend's dick, as long as he got to bury his face in
Ginny's delicious ass while he was doing it, but he was
worried about going much farther.
Ginny hadn't thought much about the problems Johnny
would have in this position, but she wanted a change for
reasons of her own: she wanted to watch Johnny as he
sucked his friend off. The thought of seeing the head of
Jack's big dick rippling under Johnny's hollowed cheeks
turned the girl on, and she scissored one leg back over
Johnny and knelt beside him.
"Hey, there, boy. Yeah, you with the dick in your mouth.
Are you a good little cocksucker? Go ahead, you can get
more meat in." Ginny pressed on the back of Johnny's
head and he obediently let Jack further inside, then
began to move his head up and down on the boy's slick
penis.
Ginny slid her hand down Johnny's back and stroked his
buttocks. What the hell, might as well give him a
thrill, thought the girl as she trailed the fingernails
of her other hand down Johnny's chest before wrapping
her fingers around his cock. She pumped him gently and
probed between his asscheeks for his tight little hole.
With Ginny's middle finger up his butt, her strong hand
fisting his dick, and his mouth full of Jack's warm
prick, Johnny was drowning in sensation. He moaned and
pressed forward until he felt Jack against the back of
his throat.
Ginny looked up at Jack. His eyes were slits, and his
face was contorted. Johnny's mouth felt great, but he
was revolted by what was happening. Gradually the good
feeling grew until it dominated his squeamishness. He
grunted.
Ginny picked right up on it. "Turns you on, doesn't it,
Jackie-boy. You gave me all that shit about how
disgusting it all was, but look at you now. Pretty close
to dropping your load?" She turned to Johnny. "Suck him
faster now. Move your mouth up and down on his hot,
stiff prick. Yeah, that's right. Play with his balls.
Good. Yeah Johnny -- suck that cock. Make him come in
your mouth."
Johnny moved faster and faster until he felt Jack's
prick jerk in his mouth. One hot spurt hit the back of
his throat, and he pulled suddenly away and bent down to
spit out the sticky fluid. Jack shot a few more squirts
into the air before Ginny took pity on him, reached up,
and milked his dick dry.
She stood up and wiped her hands on Jack's face. Looking
at the ashamed, beaten look in his eyes, she knew she
wouldn't even have to threaten them. They'd know that
she'd tell everybody about what happened if they crossed
her. She was home free; they'd do anything she said from
now on.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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