the_purveyor
01-28-2010, 9:09 PM
I think the ex is starting to get a little uncomfortable with her arms pulled over her head by a rope that is threaded oh so teasingly through some pulley system that they managed to string from the rafters above the bed. The friend moves the ex slightly back towards my head and I think I’m beginning to get the picture of what she is doing. The positioning of the gag dildo inside the ex confirms that my imagination can run just as wild as these two.
With that thought out of the way, the friend unties the rope and lets the ex fall onto the gag dildo and firmly onto my face. Wow, if this isn’t kinky, I don’t know what is. I’m a little concerned that with my nose pressed firmly into the ex’s anus, I’ll have a tough time breathing. I try to arch my head back, but with the gag dildo inserted firmly inside, I cannot. My access to air is now completely dependent on these two dominatrixii that have me completely under their control.
Ok, the ex has actually started to gyrate a little bit on my face. She is sliding around freely on the excess lube that the friend had the foresight to cover me with. I think they are more experienced at this domination stuff than they let on. After what felt like hours, but was probably only seconds, the friend pulls on the rope and lifts the ex off my face enough for me to catch a breath. I’m breathing heavily trying make up for lost air when she lets the ex drop again. A part of me is enjoying this thoroughly. A little voice somewhere in my head is flashing warning signs.
The friend has moved down to my ridiculously erect advertisement of perversion and covered it with lube. I’m still trying to fight for air with the ex’s weight bearing down on my face and wiggling a bit for fun I guess. The friend grabs me with one hand and uses the palm of her other hand to rub the head of my penis. There are no words to describe the unbelievable sensitivity and pleasure this brings. I try to make her stop because it’s so sensitive, but all that really happens is my back arches making the already uncomfortable bondage even worse. And, this is turning on the ex for some reason. She is even grinding harder on my face. I need air now!! The friend stops torturing me and pulls the ex off my face again. I’m breathing like I’ve just raced a marathon. The friend gets on the ex’s lap and they start making out a bit. I’ve just about caught my breath when they both come crashing down on my face. I don’t even think they noticed, they are too busy trying to swallow each other faces. The ex is really getting turned on by this, she is really going to town and humping my face. My views on the gag dildo are slowly changing as my jaws start hurting and I can’t turn my head to get a breath. I can feel the orgasm coming, the ex starts screaming and now they are both bouncing up and down on my face. Hey people, I need to breathe down here. Her body finally reaches climax and every muscle on her body tenses up before the excess juices start flowing out, down the gag dildo and onto my face. They both sit there relaxing in the moment. Then the ex mentions that I might pass out and die and they should probably do something about that. She is finally lifted off my face again, too late, the world has gone fuzzy and dark. I wake up and the two girls are finishing up next to me. It takes them a little while, but they reluctantly decide to untie me and remove the gag dildo. “Next Tuesday?” the friend inquires. I can barely move, let alone talk. I just nod in painful supplication and try to recover my dignity.
With that thought out of the way, the friend unties the rope and lets the ex fall onto the gag dildo and firmly onto my face. Wow, if this isn’t kinky, I don’t know what is. I’m a little concerned that with my nose pressed firmly into the ex’s anus, I’ll have a tough time breathing. I try to arch my head back, but with the gag dildo inserted firmly inside, I cannot. My access to air is now completely dependent on these two dominatrixii that have me completely under their control.
Ok, the ex has actually started to gyrate a little bit on my face. She is sliding around freely on the excess lube that the friend had the foresight to cover me with. I think they are more experienced at this domination stuff than they let on. After what felt like hours, but was probably only seconds, the friend pulls on the rope and lifts the ex off my face enough for me to catch a breath. I’m breathing heavily trying make up for lost air when she lets the ex drop again. A part of me is enjoying this thoroughly. A little voice somewhere in my head is flashing warning signs.
The friend has moved down to my ridiculously erect advertisement of perversion and covered it with lube. I’m still trying to fight for air with the ex’s weight bearing down on my face and wiggling a bit for fun I guess. The friend grabs me with one hand and uses the palm of her other hand to rub the head of my penis. There are no words to describe the unbelievable sensitivity and pleasure this brings. I try to make her stop because it’s so sensitive, but all that really happens is my back arches making the already uncomfortable bondage even worse. And, this is turning on the ex for some reason. She is even grinding harder on my face. I need air now!! The friend stops torturing me and pulls the ex off my face again. I’m breathing like I’ve just raced a marathon. The friend gets on the ex’s lap and they start making out a bit. I’ve just about caught my breath when they both come crashing down on my face. I don’t even think they noticed, they are too busy trying to swallow each other faces. The ex is really getting turned on by this, she is really going to town and humping my face. My views on the gag dildo are slowly changing as my jaws start hurting and I can’t turn my head to get a breath. I can feel the orgasm coming, the ex starts screaming and now they are both bouncing up and down on my face. Hey people, I need to breathe down here. Her body finally reaches climax and every muscle on her body tenses up before the excess juices start flowing out, down the gag dildo and onto my face. They both sit there relaxing in the moment. Then the ex mentions that I might pass out and die and they should probably do something about that. She is finally lifted off my face again, too late, the world has gone fuzzy and dark. I wake up and the two girls are finishing up next to me. It takes them a little while, but they reluctantly decide to untie me and remove the gag dildo. “Next Tuesday?” the friend inquires. I can barely move, let alone talk. I just nod in painful supplication and try to recover my dignity.