Drunken Disorderly
by CAP
Saturday December, 6
Dear Diane,
You were pretty clever last night. Even before the first sip of schnapps, you could say I was “intoxicated.” I was pretty turned on at the idea of being dominated, even before that bottle of alcohol washed away the last of my inhibitions.
“Ah come on, just drink a little.”
“Bah, I have to drive home, and I can’t drive drunk.”
“Diane and I will drive you home if you can’t stay over here.”
“Ok, just a little.”
That’s when it started. A little. Turned into a little more. Then alot. Then the whole bottle. Staggering drunk around Diane’s house I wondered what the hell I had gotten myself into. I was so plowed I could barely feel the handcuffs being put on, and by the time I realized what was going on, it was too late.
“What the hell!” I screamed, starting to run. Schanpps and running don’t mix I realized halfway to the floor. As my head smacked the hardwood, I saw two of each of them . . . then blackness.
Sunlight filtered through the window and down to my eyes. What a weird dream I had. I dreamed I was tied up at Diane’s house after I drank myself shitty. Then reality hit, at first it wasn’t the strange surroundings that tipped me off to the fact I wasn’t in Kansas anymore. It was the throbbing headache.
What did I do?
I was scared to open my eyes, but when I did, I was greeted by two smiling faces. Diane’s on the left, and Josh’s on the right. Nothing wrong with that right? Well, until I realized I was naked I was fine with it.
Jumping up, I got about 2 inches off the bed before the handcuffs and leg irons threw me back down. Both of them laughed hysterically at the sight of me struggling at my bonds.
“Hi Chuck!” piped up Diane, “How ya’ doin’?”
“Just dandy….what the fuck is going on.”
“Today is the day when you make good on all of your innuendoes.”
“Oh . . . what’s Josh doing here?”
“I’m going to help.” Josh replied with an evil grin.
“Ok, ha ha, I got drunk and you guys got me naked. Happy? Good. Untie me . . .”
“That’s ok, now why don’t you just be a good boy and shut up, before I shut you up.” Diane said.
“Oh I’m really scar. . .” was all I got out. She sprang up on the bed and shoved her pussy into my face, grinding it into me. Figuring I had a hot cunt on my face, I might as well make the most of it, I sent my tongue into action.
Though all of my vision was blocked, and most of my hearing was blocked, I could tell I was doing just fine work.
Focusing on the pussy at hand (mouth), I completely forgot about my exposed cock until I felt a warm mouth wrapped around it. Soft but masculine hands caressed my balls as an expert mouth went down on my dick.
I could feel her cum on me, as her body shivered. She got off of my face and I could see Josh, making long deep strokes with his mouth. Josh stopped and Diane began to fiddle around with the bonds on my ankles. Sliding them down the edge of the bed and up near my hands caused my legs to be folded back over my body, and my ass to be exposed to torment.
A sudden crack of leather echoed throughout the room. It took me a second to realize what had happened, by then the pain had reached my brain, and the pleasure had bounced back to my cock, making it jump.
“Here’s a game were going to play Chuck.” said Josh as he sat down on the bed, next to me. “You’re going to suck me off. Whenever you do something I don’t like, Diane is going to take it out on your backside.”
“I don’t know how good of an idea this is.”
“Another word out of you and it will be your last, talk when you are directly asked a question. Then and only then.” she snapped.
Never having had a cock in my mouth I didn’t know what to expect (still don’t). I tried to remember everything that had been done to my cock over the ages and started doing it to the long, hard one in my mouth.
I tried to go deep, which made me gag. The belt across my butt made me start which made me gag more. After a few more swats, I started to get into a rhythm. As he slid his cock back out, I would flick the end of it with the ball on my tongue, resulting in a moan, and a jump.
He quickened the pace, I could tell he was getting into it. With a gasp of breath he shot a load of hot cum into my mouth. The load was too much. It leaked out my mouth and down my cheeks.
“Looks like you spilled some.” Diane said with a smile. Kneeling down next to me, she ran her tongue from my ear, up to the corner of my mouth, removing the cum from my face.
“God I love that taste, what about you? Have some more.” she said, placing her mouth on mine. Expecting a kiss, I opened it and was greeted with snowballed cum, and then a tongue following. It was the most passionate kiss I had ever received. Our tongues melted into each other. Moving the restraints back down, Diane straddled my cock. She slid it into her and slowly started to move up and down. By this time, Josh was ready again and moved his cock to my mouth. I sucked him up hard and he began his rhythm again.
She reached down and grabbed my nipples, pulling on them hard enough to lift my body off of the bed. As the pace quickened, the noise rose. Soon the three of us were singing a song of ecstasy, as we came together. Slumped down next to me, they held me. When they found it suiting to their needs, they untied me, let me shower and I left for home.
I won’t forget it, hopefully we can repeat it soon. Kisses…
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