0 comments/ 55760 views/ 3 favorites Unseen Pleasures By: jenyes Blindfolded and hogtied, she had slept for a short time on the bed. Unsure of the time, her arms and legs cramping brought her back to consciousness. A brief struggle confirms that she is powerless to relieve the clamps and she softly moans in agony. The rope behind her tightens, causing her to squirm again but the tension is soon gone as her bounds are loosened. Free but unable to move, she is helped in flexing her limbs to ease the knots in her muscles. A whispered word of thanks is cut off as fingers press on her lips. She understands and remains silent, relying on her hearing for guidance as to what may come next. Hands help her up, then an arm around her waist she is led to the bathroom. The shower spits welcome clouds of steam and spray and she is held under the hot water. Her mind tries to track the number of hands and bodies with her but she is too disoriented to discern with any certainty. The shower fills the tub and she is laid down to soak. A soft cloth cleans her and fingers work shampoo into her hair. Her head leaned backwards for rinsing so that the soap doesn't enter her eyes. Water is running again elsewhere in the room and is accompanied with the sound of drawers and packages opening. The noises end and hands lift her up, her body limp and warm and content. Lifted again, she's out of the tub and standing on the bare tile floor. There's a soft squishy sound and then hands pull at her cheeks. A sudden coldness along with a probing finger and her anus is opened, lubed. The finger intent on its task, moving deep and sure. Just as sudden as its entrance, the finger is gone and replaced with something harder, thinner. Also well lubed, it slides deep inside. Another sound, a snapping, announce another warmth that fills her from below. Her bowels yielding to the pressure, expanding at the liquids rush. Held still, the pressure of filling ends and the urge to vacate appears. The tube is slowly removed and she squeezes tight to hold it back, knowing she is expected to do so. A sweat breaks out on her brow and she can almost see the smiling eyes on her. Swaying, sure that she can't last a moment longer, the hands turn and nudge her down. Seated, she lets go and a rush of relief and excitement is unleashed. She pees along with it, that need having been delayed while in the shower and tub but forgotten by the enema. Up again, dried quickly followed by another lubed finger, or was it two, then the slender tube. The liquid hotter this time and not held as long before she is allowed to squat and let go. The routine repeated again in short fashion. The shower is turned on again and she is led back in. Firm hands again position her, this time on the edge of the tub and she hears foam being ejected. The shaving cream spread first over her legs, she is quickly but carefully shaved. More cream and her pussy is further smoothed, ensuring no hair remains. She is turned, her hands holding the top of the tub, and her ass crack is voided of any fur. Made to stand again, one arm is raised, shaved under, then the other. A hand covered with cream slides up the back of her neck and she panics, thinking, "Will they shave off my hair too?!?" and sucks in a large gulp of air. A soft chuckle and the shower is turned on again. Rinsed once more then toweled dry. A toothbrush invades her mouth and is all business at finished quickly. Hot air blows the moisture from her hair but little is done to style it. She is also denied makeup but instead led scrubbed and dry back out. The carpet thick in this room, toes digging in taking enjoyment in its comfort. She is walked out of the room and into another, the softness replaced with a cold solid flooring. "Keep your eyes closed." The words spoken in a feminine, but unfamiliar, voice. The blindfold wet after the bath, it is removed and replaced with a hood. "Ok, it doesn't matter now," she feels the slack removed from the open end of the hood to keep it in place. Her hands pulled back, she is bound with her arms crossed behind her. Left alone, she feels eyes upon her and she tries to remain motionless for them. Breathing deeply, she senses the opening at her mouth just as it is filled with a ball gag. Pushed roughly to the hard floor, she falls the last foot or so, unbalanced without the use of her arms. Her legs pulled apart she hears the woman speak again, "I was told you could fuck...so lets see." Twisted sideways, her right leg is lifted and held. She feels the woman's pussy on hers and instinctively, she begins to grind with her. The woman leans on her upraised leg and presses down firmly. The floor is unyielding and the woman is too. She's pushes around the room as her pussy is fucked hard by the other woman. Both are engrossed in fucking and push, slap and grind their pussies together. The woman holding her at times and moving her hips in a blur as she takes her fill and uses her cunt. Unable to speak, her mouth full of spit, she finds herself sucking and swallowing her moans. One orgasm, another then a third, yet the woman wants more. And she takes it until finally she cries out a last time and collapses on top of her. Several quiet minutes pass, then the woman separates. Grabbed by the hair, she is dragged across the floor and made to stand and bent over a surface. A strap over her back and she is held there. "Well that was fun but I didn't clean you for nothing." Movements about the room, both close and far, and she inhales long deep snatches of air through her nose in anticipation of what's to come. Hands on her hips, then fingers pull her cheeks open. Something hard and slick, seeks entrance and gains it. Spreading her open, helped by the lube covering it, but she is tight and not relaxed yet for easy filling. But as soon as the first part of it is in, the hands are back on her hips. Gripping her, as she pushes in. Slow and patient for now, perhaps she is watching it disappear in her ass, but she doesn't stop until the full length has been inserted. Hands leaving her hips then and guiding up her back. The woman lowering her torso close to her back until her face is at the back of her head. All the while the dildo buried deep in her ass. "Mmmmm, I think you do like this don't you?" Two hard points on her bare skin let her know that the woman is excited by this act. Her hands now at her shoulders, they tighten there striking a new balance. Her hips move now, a long slow withdrawal. Faster than its entrance but still measured and for the enjoyment of the delay, the waiting. It returns at the same pace. Back and forth, steady; making her bite down on the ball, wanting to cry out but unable to do so. Another soft chuckle, the woman obviously aware of the effects. A soft kiss on the back on her neck, "I know, I know. You want it. But you'll have to wait, until I'm ready." This takes longer than she thought she could ever bear. Her body shaking, inhuman noises emitting from her stuffed mouth and a small rivet of wetness oozing down her inner thing. Then the rush starts, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her shoulders. She's held and fucked. Fucked hard, fast and deep. Both of them grunting with the effort. And while she thought the slow penetration that didn't permit orgasm was agony, she now knows that this fucking is in many ways worse (better). Taken hard, she would not be erect if not for the table or chair or counter under her. And she still didn't relent, only a brief pause to apply more lube. (to be continued...) Unseen Pleasures Ch. 02 The sound of panting grows stronger, mixing in with the duo's grunts. The hands leave her shoulders and fingers dig deep into the meat of her sides, just above her hips. Violent, sporadic thrusts between gulps of air, tell her that the woman is near her climax. A deep push and the dildo is buried completely again, this time held there. The woman's hips rotating, pushing, rotating, humping, humping, humping. Obviously using the base of the toy to gain the crest and pass over it. Her body freezes, shudders and shakes. Small mewing sounds with an occasional jerk reach her ears but otherwise only the panting and sucking of air remain of the recent exertion. Her ass still full, her own orgasm delayed, she wants to move the cock to finish her but the woman's weight and the strap holding her to the hard surface won't permit it. Unable to protest or beg by the gag, she can only bite on the ball and whimper in frustration. The dildo withdraws several inches but slams back in then remains still. Fingertips on her back, tease along her spine from mid-torso to the small of her back. Another voice, again feminine but this one recognized, from a point just to her left reaches her ears. "You did that quite well. But she hasn't gotten off yet. Little ones perhaps but not the big one." "It was hot having you watch. I wasn't sure I would like it but I did." "Thanks. I enjoyed watching, you looked so sexy fucking her." The voices closing in, joining, becoming softer and intimate. Ending although and replaces by even softer sounds. The sound of kisses exchanged and repeated. The body behind her shifts but does not otherwise move and she loses the feathery caresses of the fingertips along her back. Forgotten it seems and she strains to listen, letting her mind fill in the blanks as to what is happening so close but impossibly, terribly hidden from her sight. Snatches of endearments, new lovers or familiar ones engaged in newfound thrills, they are lost together as they embrace and kiss together. "I love your body...look how wet you've made me...no, touch me here...." The words and sounds only adding to the misery of her un-fulfillment and growing need. The women's movements cause small ripples of pleasure with the slightest change in the dildo's position or pressure. The intensity and frequency begins to increase and a set of hands are flat upon her back. Her ass pushed forward again with the dildo forced a hair deeper inside her. From above her, she detects a change. Only one voice, breathing in short gasps and drawing nearer to her. She realizes that the woman is slowly stretching out over her back, resting upon her as she is being pleasured from behind. The woman's hands passing caresses over her bound arms and up over her shoulders until she is laying upon her back. Dildo literally vibrating inside her ass, driven by the actions of the new woman upon the first. "Oh fuck that feels good...I love my asshole licked and your tongue is pure magic..." She would cry out if she could but the gag won't allow it. She wants to scream out her thanks for the fingers surprising her by appearing between her legs and giving her a large measure of relief and joy. Not quite there to orgasm but close now, if they will only continue a moment longer. "No, don't touch her yet." And again she wants to cry. This time with the madness flooding her mind as the fingers disappear, pulled perhaps, leaving her to whimper again while listening to the woman upon reaching and enjoying another orgasm. This one loud and powerful, the body shaking even as her arms surround and squeeze her body in the throes of her passion. When the woman rises up, a small sheen of sweat coating her back feels so cold once the air hits it. The cold is accompanied by the pulling out of the dildo, leaving her ass suddenly empty and open. Another venue for the cold air. "I want to use it now. Help me into this, then we'll undo her from there." Sounds of snapping, leather rubbing, feet shifting and little giggles for several minutes. She tries to move, press her sex up against the table restraining her but it is fruitless. She can only chew at the ball and suck at the stale spit filling her orifice. A bell from a distance and footfalls go towards it. With every fiber of her remaining sanity, she tries to determine from the fading steps if they both left or just one. Regardless of her focus, the muted slap of bare feet are still almost missed until they have repeated several times. She senses the disturbance in the air before she feels the dildo invade her ass again. As it plunges in and out of her, lips touch her neck just below the hood. "She really did fuck you well, didn't she?" No answer can be given and none is expected. "And she did really get off doing it to you, I've never seen her like that before. Not even when I fucked her." Without stopping or slowing her movements, the strap across her back is undone. The belt hits the floor just as the door opens and feet shuffle back in. "Alright!" "Will you look at that!" These voices male and happily pleased at the sight taking place. More shuffling and unzipping but she's not paying any attention to it. Her body lifted erect, still impaled upon the tool in her rectum, she's walked across the room. Her legs strike a mattress and she's laid sideways upon it. The woman joined with her, staying with her and resuming her in and out motions as soon as they are down on it. Hard nipple rake her back as they move together on the bed. She feels a loosening and the ball pops free of her mouth. A long trail of saliva follows it with some pooling inside the hood. Now her moans are loud and clear, filling the room. This encourages the woman who increases her pace and vigor. Her asshole burning and stretched, painful but wonderful at the same time. "You should see how hard they are, I do think they like what they're seeing." The words accompanied by a giggle. The woman's hands circle her and cover her breasts, then pinching and pulling at her nipples. The mattress shifts in front of her and hands grip her head. Still blind but not surprised by the cock pushed through the hood opening and to her now empty mouth. Licking and sucking at it, her tongue moving freely along the shaft and head as he lets her take the lead for now. The material flutters by the hot breath of air, "Come on, suck him down. You can take it all." At this command, the cock is pushed forward. She fights the gagging instinct and the hot hard, but pliable, man meat works its way in. The fat cock head reaching and entering her throat. She adjusts for it as it is held there. He pulls it back then refills her throat with a satisfied mumble. He holds it still there again and she feels it pulsate then begin to unload. The attack on her ass continues and, if possible, intensifies. The cock expanding and flexing as he spews his cum into her gullet. Without thinking, she counts the shots and at four he begins to withdraw. When the head alone remains, she sucks hard as if not let it go which results in her claiming the last of his cum before it pops out of her mouth. She has barely finished swallowing when another cock is at her lips. She opens and welcomes it, finding him pushing forward until her lips are at its base and the head filling her throat. Four hands grip her head and a husky voice at her rear instructs him and her. "Fuck her mouth, I want to see you fuck her face good." The man obeys and his cock moves in and out, over and over. Several times he pulls out completely, which gives her a chance to swallow and close her mouth. Each time, as soon as her lips meet together, he pushes his cock back in to gain a little extra tightness along his shaft. "You're not ready to cum yet are you?" She doesn't answer, hoping that she isn't the one being asked. For she is ready, more than ready, and has slowly worked up to reaching it with just a little more. As the question hangs in the air, the dildo in her ass stops moving. "Oh I think she is. But we can't have that." As if on cue, the cock stops as well, the full length again inside her. She tries to suck upon it to spur him back on but he remains still and buried. "But you may cum." And as if waiting for this moment, a hot spurt of cum again flies into her. He retreats a bit and another thick burst, then another follows. His cock slowing moving back, filling her mouth and letting her taste his salty cum. "Save some for Tammy." Her mind spins for a moment, why didn't I recognize her voice? Then she lets the last of his cum puddle up in her mouth. He slips away and another body moves in. She can make out a low humming or buzzing that accompanies the body heat pressing up with her. She waits for the lips to meet hers as Tammy positions herself in front. But before the anticipated kiss, the buzzing changes tone and she almost spits out the cum as wet, slick, vibrating fingers touch her between the legs in her much neglected pussy. The fingers quickly pushing a small hard object inside her. She wants to scream and cum but knows she can't or the cum will be lost. But the vibrating egg is bringing much needed pleasure and her eyes tear up. "Tammy has the other one inside her and you may kiss her now." As their lips meet, the speed is jacked up and she literally stuffs the cum into Tammy's mouth. Kissing her madly, she cums and cries. Cries and cums. Shaking with her body alive and overcome with joy. Unseen Pleasures Ch. 03 Their lips sticky as the remains of the cum coats them, she kisses the woman deeply and tenderly. The eggs vibrating together maintaining a ever-growing sphere of warmth and excitement. Without words, their legs entwine and they rub against each other. The woman behind her had separated from her at some point and she becomes aware of an emptiness where she had recently been stuffed. Her friend's hands, unlike her own, are free to move and they caress her body as they continue their embrace. With a final buss, the woman leaves her after rolling her onto her back. She lays in silence for a minute as bodies rearrange themselves about her and, with a groan of regret, the egg is tugged out of her sex. Aware of their proximity but left alone on her own island of the bed, she listens again to the sounds that reveal the actions about her. Sucking sounds, she's sure of that and she holds her breath to try to gain further insight. A sigh, male voice, to the left; then another from the right. Wet noises, smashing of lips, someone spitting followed by what can only be a hand jerking a cock. Moans urging them on, she hears a cough, no a choked-off gag. Her mind's eye sees both men laying like her, on their backs. The two women's head's bobbing up and down as they bring them back to fullness. Movements on the left, a body brushes against her. Skin on skin close by along with the rustling of the sheets as the bodies align. Then the slow but unmistakable rhythm of fucking. Soon they couple to her right are fucking as well. Her ears receiving a stereophonic playing not quite in sync and with varying levels of vigor but the actions clear though unseen. Every so often, the couplings are subject to a variation and she is then treated to a kiss from one of the partners. Sometimes the lips full and soft, others times firmer and intrinsically harder, rougher. Once she was treated to a wet cock instead of lips but a hiss quickly put an end to that. Finally, she hears the first man cum. He announces it with grunts and chopped words and soon he is cooing as he lets loose. Finished, he is told to go to the couch and the other man summoned. Both he and the other woman move to her but, from the sound of it, he has changed partners and his cock is pounding away at her sloppy pussy. It doesn't take him much longer and the sound of cumming, and dismissal, is repeated. As soon as he is off the bed, she senses then smells a body above her. A moment passes and a very wet pussy is lowered to her mouth. She jams her tongue into it and immediately tastes the cum dripping from it. Her face is pinned down by the sloppy cunt and she sucks and licks at it as best she can. A series of tensing assists the cum in exiting the woman's pussy and her mouth. She greedily sucks and swallows it as it does, using her tongue to check for more once the flow stops. Laying face-up with her head held firmly, the woman rocks her hips and rubs her pussy upon her face, making it wet and shiny both the exposed mouth and the chin and nose covered by the hood. This brings the woman to her climax and she floods her face with new cum. Cum that is licked and sucked and swallowed. The woman rises up a couple of inches and looks down. "Open," said quietly as she once again plants her pussy down. She barely had time to comply and finds her mouth filling with hot piss. Once again sucking and swallowing, washing the cum down with this golden liquid. With a growl of contentment, the woman moves off her. Her face is touched by a hand that found its way under the hem of the hood, and then lips kiss her. As the kiss continues, the woman's hand slides down and finds her throbbing clit. Rubbing her quickly and surely, her orgasmic cry is smothered with a long deep kiss that manages to increase the intensity of her release. Collapsing back onto the bed, she sucks in large gulps of air and allows her body to continue its release. The hand at her clit stops its manipulations and she feels the chill of the air as it finds her warmed flesh. The bed tilts and shifts in response to movements beside her. With her legs open, the first slap upon her very tender clit makes her jump and cry out. New pain as fingers dig in at her kneecaps, pulling and holding her spread open. The next slap is harder than the first and she squirms on the bed with flashes popping before her covered eyes. There's a pause and she again tries to recover her senses. "Oh, I think she liked that. Looks how her bald cunt is pink already." More flashes as she is struck again and again. A deep blush raises the heat within the hood while another heat is stoked into her sex. The hand pauses to rub her then lashes out to strike her again, and again, and again. She is screaming out but the pussy slapping continues. A sob tears her voice and, just as surprising as the first attack on her pussy, her eyes pop out as an orgasm racks her body. The change in her is noticed immediately and her pussy beat even harder to help her cum. The fire between her legs burns hot and bright even though the hand has stopped. A soft click, a wet and cold spray over her mound and the weight about her shifts again as the hands gripping her knees let go. A new weight is upon her and her feels the hardness rubbing up and down, back and forward on her slick mound. The man fucking her without entering and she moves with him, lifting and pushing up as he slides forward and back. She humps and grinds, fucking like mad on the cock agonizingly outside of her, trying to get it to rub against her clit. His balls brush against her now and then and she finds that she has somehow wrapped her legs around his hips. A grunt, another, and he freezes. A hot ribbon of cum painted on her belly tells her that he has reached his climax just as he rolls off her. A hand moves up the trail and smears the cum; no not smearing it, collecting it. The fingers thrust into her mouth, sticky and salty and gooey. Sucking and swallowing, she almost bites them as she is pussy slapped again. Reheated quickly before another spray of lube and another hard cock uses her mound to complete another jerk-off on her body. This ribbon was left to cool and harden on her belly. Pushed sideways, the binds holding her arms are released and removed. She is lifted to a sitting then standing position, a hand gripping her by the throat, hot breath on her neck. "So far you've been a good bitch. Try to keep it up." The hand tightens about her neck and a whiz of air behind her announces the paddle before it catches her ass. One, two, three. The thuds heavy and dull and her knees wobble. "Don't you fall. Don't you dare fall." The grip cutting off her air. Four, five... And she moans in pain and agony, fighting to stay erect, a new fire surrounding the raw burn of her asshole. Fearing that she will topple, relief floods her mind and her arms are lifted up. Her fingers find and grasp a bar just as rope or a strap circle her wrists, tying her to it. A kick and one leg is levered out to the side, another and she is spread wide with the tether holding her hands giving enough but not too far. Steps on the hard floor and a whistle from the left. The leather whip striking her breast, then the other. Heels clicking, then the whip bites from another angle over her hip and half her right ass cheek. More clicks and the whistle becomes constant, interrupted only as the arc meets her body. Her torso and pussy and ass all fair game for the whip. "Uhhhh, uhhhh, uhhhhh," uttered in response to a series of blows on one breast. Each strike harder than the one preceding it. Repeated again as the other receives the same treatment. "Uhhh, ohhh, ummm, ooouchhhh..," the blows shifting to her mound and left leg. As her breasts are struck again, she can't help but twist and squirm and the blows are repeated with renewed vigor and strength. With no let up until she is gasping and hanging from the rope above her. Her body covered with a series of searing rivers born of the whip. Limp, she bends at the waist as the rope is cranked down several feet. The heels click again from behind and hands take hold of her by the hips. The slick dildo slipping deep up her ass before she is again fucked by it. The strap on used with a vengeance by the woman obviously worked up by the exertion of whipping her.