0 comments/ 18090 views/ 1 favorites Sherry's Story By: lavskye Sherry entered through the back entrance of her modest rental suite as was her usual preference. She allowed a long, deep sigh escape to release the day's tension as she tossed her bag on the table beside the door, making her way to the closet to slip on something more comfortable. She kicked off her sandals beside the closet door and painfully raised her shirt over her head, the stress of the day's events having taken its toll on her, then reached between her shoulder blades to unfasten her bra. Her jeans soon also found their way to the floor beside the closet. As she opened the closet door and reached out for a baggy t-shirt, she heard a strong male voice say, "Oh, you won't be needing that." She froze, completely stunned, giving him the opportunity to pin her against the back wall of the closet. Completely overpowered, she stood there and felt his warm breath on her bare skin as his lips made their way from her ear down slowly to her shoulder. Still completely stunned, he was able to pin her easily with one arm while she felt cold metal embrace her wrist followed by a light click and then the same on her other wrist, leaving her firmly cuffed to the very bar her clothes hung on. Sherry stifled a scream, but allowed a small whimper to escape instead as she gave a halfhearted attempt to squirm free as his fingers gently teased the ends of her hair, his lips playing a treasure hunt around her neck and shoulders looking for the places that made her body shudder violently. With each chill he sent down her spine he felt himself grow steadily more and more excited. His fingers traced their way up and down her spine slowly as she continued to shake from his touches. "You're ready now aren't you?" the man said confidently with his tone implying that he really wasn't concerned with whether or not she thought she was ready, let alone even comfortable. All she knew was that she was absolutely filled with pure terror and disbelief, which was quickly transformed to hope as he left the room and she heard his footsteps trail off down the hallway. Her mind began racing and her heart pounding as she desperately searched for any scheme she could come up with that had any possibility whatsoever of setting her free from her prison in her own home. Her heart pounded harder as she heard his voice at the other end of the suite, perhaps talking to someone on the phone. The pounding of her heart stopped abruptly upon hearing him deliver news to the individual that it was time. She tried to make herself think faster as the sound of footsteps approached her. She listened closer and noticed a second set of footsteps, the sound of stilettos meeting her hardwood floors. As they entered the room she felt herself tense up, then heard the door close behind them. The woman grabbed her arms as the man surprisingly uncuffed her then picked her up and carried her to the bed, laying her down somewhat roughly and tying her arms to the headboard while the woman held her in place. The man's rough voice commanded the woman to give him an erotic show as he set his manhood free. As the woman began slowly removing her slinky black dress he began to grow to a frightening size as Sherry watched in horror. "Well sweetheart, now that you've seen what we're going to feed you, there's no further need to see," said the woman as the man forced Sherry's head still to blindfold her. Sherry laid there motionless, completely overwhelmed and paralyzed with fear, and only her sense of sound to warn her of the chain of events to come. Sherry's body began trembling violently in fear, and she could hear the sounds of her two abductors laughing hysterically. She heard a series of knocks on the door and waited silent and terrified to know what would occur. The door creaked as it opened, and she felt someone's weight rest beside her on the bed. The individual began whispering ever so lightly to the two captors as she strained to listen in. More footsteps came down the hardwood floor, and Sherry began to sob. She could hear all these sounds, and could sense the room filling up with people. She knew that she was caught in a losing battle. The people in the room began to converse, and she heard several both male and female voices. There must have been ten of them at least! As the sound of numerous voices grew louder, so did Sherry's sobs. Suddenly Sherry felt the weight of the silent body beside her shift and begin caressing her face and hair with a warm, familiar tenderness. She felt the rough hands on her face, the warm breath on her neck, and somehow, her sobs began to dissipate. "Tim, is that you?" her voice weakly asked. "Yes, Sherry," he replied. "This is the fantasy you've always wanted. I gathered eight of our closest, most trustworthy friends to put this fantasy to life for you. I love you, baby." Sherry felt a surge of incredible excitement mixed with a slight hint of anticipation. Her struggling, sobbing, and tension all stopped as she began to relax and allow her senses to take in the presence of those there, the sounds present, and she felt her terror turn into a great sexual hunger greater than she had felt before. As her naked body remained still on the bed, she began to feel a warmth grow from somewhere between her legs, soft smooth hands teasing up her thighs moving gently and femininely toward her starved pussy. Sherry bit down gently on her lip and began to squirm with anticipation, her movement tugging against her restraints, her nipples beginning to harden. The gentle female touches sent fierce chills up and down her spine, while she felt a masculine presence tug lightly on her hair then kiss on her shoulders. Yet another female presence made her way over to the bed, and Sherry felt her weight upon her chest as though trying to somewhat pin her down. With so much stimulation, Sherry felt completely overwhelmed with more emotions than just those she could name. Large amounts of shock, hunger, excitement, and much more washed over her. All she could do was wait and see what would happen next. She felt a warm breath near her knee, then a wetness, most likely a tongue, teasing its way slowly up the inside of her left thigh, and the feeling of nails working just as slowly up her right thigh. She began to tremble slightly, and felt yet more uncontrollable chills overcome her, a sensation she had never experienced before. She was so stimulated, so aroused, that her mind began to race to where her thoughts ran together and became unclear. All of her cognitive awareness seemed to dissipate within seconds, replaced by incredible sexual pleasure and increased sensitivity to her surroundings. Her blindfold and restraints still in place, Sherry had no other option than to lay there and take in what was taking place inside of her, outside on her skin, and the presences around her. She felt the long soft hair and skin of a female slowly and gently approaching her incredibly sensitive clitoris as she waited as patiently as possible for the feeling of the warm tongue to make contact and her hair to rest and tickle the inside of her thighs. Out of what seemed like nowhere, she caught the scent of Tim closing in on her neck, his fingers in her hair, his lips gently finding their way from her collar bone, to her neck, then her cheek, and finally to her lips. His tongue teased her lip and he nibbled perfectly on it before sliding his tongue past her lips to meet hers. Their tongues caught up in a sensuous tango, one of the females present hovering her mouth over Sherry's now sopping wet pussy, one of the males caressing her breasts, Sherry was left with no ability to think or focus on anything other than the numerous senses overpowering her. She uncontrollably began to twitch and squirm, feeling herself building up to a climax when suddenly the female's mouth pulled away, forcing Sherry's building climax to begin plummeting. An intense urge to touch herself to orgasm slammed her like a tidal wave, and her inability to do so caused by her restraints served as a further torment. How could she get so close, then be left with nothing? She felt as though it was more than she could take. She felt the weight upon the bed shifting, with her and Tim's lips still locked in a moment of passion. A heavier weight than the female prior, she felt a man's rough hands running his fingers down her tummy, taking his time allowing his hands wander about her nude body, gradually making their way lower and lower before finding her pussy, now soaked and hungry. Sherry felt the head of his cock on her clit, teasing her lips, then running down her tummy and the insides of her thighs. She grew vastly excited and waited in suspense. He teased her for what seemed like hours. Then, without warning, she felt his tip squeeze snugly into her, just barely inside, just enough to make her gasp and release a soft moan. Ever so slowly, she felt him throbbing a little deeper and deeper until he rested fully inside of her and all movements stopped as quickly as they had started. Sherry groaned, knowing that the man was waiting for her to beg for Tim's permission for him to cease the pause he had taken. Although she could not see, Tim winked at the man and raised his eyebrows as though relaying a message that Sherry would have to continue to be teased while the man slowly began moving in and out of her yearning pussy. Her body began to relax a little, still a bit tense with anticipation, and she started trying to reach out for him with her hips, but her restraints kept her barely out of reach. She asked Tim in what was almost a whisper to let the man really give it to her, getting rougher and faster. Tim denied her request, making her wait, and Sherry asked him yet again, more forcefully this time. Once again, Tim denied her request. She emitted a pitiful whimper, and asked him to please let the man have his way with her. He continued to deny her. Sherry could hold back no longer. She begged and pleaded to Tim to grant permission. As she continued in what sounded like a frantic wail, Tim made not a sound, but winked at the man. Suddenly she felt the large, hard cock impale her with great force and she was unable to stifle a loud gasp. The man eased himself in and out at a walking pace, yet continued to stuff her firmly and fully. Sherry's breathing grew heavier and faster, as did the man's tempo. The more gasps that escaped her, the harder and faster he thrust himself into her. Before long, she shaking and nearing climax. The man, on the brink of orgasm, suddenly pulled himself from Sherry, and she felt something hot and wet on her face, oozing down her cheek. Just short of orgasm, and now denied again, she uttered a cry of frustration which served to arouse the party of people surrounding her, all of them hungry for her sweet, soft body. As Sherry waited in suspense, she found herself smothered by a sweet female scent lowering herself towards Sherry's mouth. She let her tongue slowly pass by her lips towards the woman's clit and pussy. She had missed the taste of pussy for so long. She felt the woman begin to touch herself as Sherry diligently kept her moaning. Light moans turned into deeper moans, which turned into screams as Sherry's tongue continued its task. She continued teasing faster and faster, tickling the other woman to orgasm. She felt the warm rush from the woman's climax and tasted how sweet she was. Sherry's desire and frustration were growing at an incredible rate. All of the touches abruptly ended, and once again Sherry could feel the shifting of weight. Her curiosity spiked, her senses heightened, she was tired of waiting, yet somehow managed to show patience and obedience. For what seemed like an eternity, she laid there motionless and tried without success to listen in on the whispering she could hear. Knowing that Sherry was distracted, one of the women took advantage of this and slid two fingers deep inside of Sherry, who was now completely soaked, and began teasing her clit with her tongue, while one of the men shoved his cock deep into Sherry's throat without warning, ordering her to suck on him. Yet again, Sherry's level of pleasure began to build inertly. She felt a movement that she could only deem to be one of the men easing himself into the woman that worked diligently between her legs. As the rocking motions shifted, so did the feeling of the woman's warm mouth. The whole idea turned Sherry on greatly as she continued to suck on the cock that was preventing her from expressing sounds of pleasure. The woman began to moan loudly, as did both men, as did Sherry attempt. The woman and the man behind her both proclaimed their climaxes as Sherry's grew and grew. The woman pulled away from her, and the cock Sherry had been sucking pulled away as well, and she felt yet another hot, wet ooze across her face. Sherry could do nothing more than cry out of overwhelming defeat, once again her opportunity for orgasm withheld. By this point, her body was shaking maniacally by how aroused she was, both physically and psychologically. She could see and hear movement, although she was unsure of who was moving where and what tease she would endure next. Her thoughts began running wild with impatience when she caught a familiar scent upon her, his body pressed against hers, his large throbbing cock pressed against her leg as he laid on his side kissing her and caressing her. He moved smoothly and positioned himself upon her, his warm breath teasing her nipple causing it to grow hard, accentuating her plump, perfectly sculpted breasts. He flicked his tongue over her nipple, barely letting it touch. Her body moved gracefully with each sensual touch she felt upon her skin. He slid his tongue down her tummy, his hands massaging her breasts, and allowed his tongue to circle her navel before it guided down a path to one hip, then to the other, finally making its way down to her clit. Her body shuddered and trembled, and he inserted one finger into moist pussy, then another, letting them wiggle inside of her. Sherry knew these touches, knew who was there, knew what she was in for. His fingers eased out of her and she felt the familiar hard cock slip it's head inside of her gently, romantically, sensually. Tim allowed his cock to fully fill Sherry's pussy, and she couldn't help but to moan. With his cock, he caressed her gently inside, knowing how to slide in and out in a manner she found immensely pleasurable. She squirmed, fidgeted, and trembled as he continued to make his moves on her. His breathing sped up, and they became in sync with each other. Sherry allowed her hips to move along with Tim's thrusts, and soon the sounds of passion were filling the room. Sherry bit down on her lip, Tim started gasping, and they both began shaking uncontrollably, their fluids mixing, the aftermath of their climax. Tim collapsed onto Sherry, and they laid still holding each other tightly in a moment of being whole. He rolled onto his side and put his arm over her, his head on her shoulder. He removed her blindfold and unbound her hands, returning her freedom to her. She rolled over to face him and held him, the two of them in a warm, passionate embrace, bringing their evening of adventure, suspense, excitement, and passion to a close.