March 16 2017 Update 0 (0)

Posted on March 16, 2017 by riwa

I thought you might be interested in getting a little update. Last time I included stories as I thought my life was pretty boring.  So this time I’ll try to keep it short and informational.

This winter resulted in a record snow accumulation for the area where I live. Plows were working frequently. One night they plowed my street with the unfortunate consequence of sealing me in the parking lot along with the other vehicles. Many of us had to find some way of shoveling a path just to back out. And I helped a neighbor who had gotten stuck in ruts in the street.

Temps dropped to near -20 in places. This affected my ex in the rehab center as they ended up with busted pipes. They had to move her to a different room while they made repairs. But they were not the only ones who suffered as my mom had frozen pipes to her sewer lines. That was a rather expensive undertaking to thaw them out. They are still not buried beneath the frost line, but that would be a major expenditure on her part. She is considering the fall while wondering how much longer she can afford to put it off.

My ex is doing well although she will need cataract surgery. I guess that happens to people as they get older. With the amount of time I spend staring at a computer screen, I wonder how vulnerable my eyes are becoming before needing repairs. Sometimes they seem to be struggling, and I wonder if that’s because I’ve been doing a lot of writing.

This year I’m trying to work on my procrastinating, although at times I put it off. I’m trying to spend more time each day writing, although it can get easy to burn out. Sometimes I need a break, but I’m trying to watch my finances and spend wisely. So I don’t always buy an extra tank of gas to take a little drive to recharge. My dad was like that as he tended to stay close to home. But then it seems he was always working on vehicles to keep them running. Meanwhile I’m also working on my health by trying to walk more.

I finally got my medical bills paid off. That just means I have a credit card I’m now trying to pay down. And of course tax season is upon us. I’ll end up paying more this year because of a lack of insurance. I hope you folks are in a better situation than I am when tax time hits your house.

Sales at my store really slowed down during the winter months. Other producers had similar struggles. I know you have varied tastes, and I do try to see what sells so as to give you enjoyable content. But I also try to give you a nice variety. Sales were much better for February and I appreciate it. It means a lot to me that you value my writing abilities enough to pay for some of my stories which helps with my expenses. For that I will always be grateful.

Spring is coming; there is plenty of snow in the mountains; and they are pushing extra water down the river to prepare for spring runoff. There is a dam nearby I enjoy visiting with a spill way that makes a hole in the top of the lake when there is extra water. I hope to get over there to take pictures if the water level gets high enough. But for now let me include three of previous years showing how high and how low it can get.

2014

2017 Feb of this year

2006

Thanks for visiting the library. I’ve been trying to put up a mixture of old and new stories. But lately there have been a lot of newer stories I’ve posted. I guess that is to your advantage. So long as I continue to enjoy writing, I shall endeavor to keep putting stories out, some of which I hope you will enjoy. Thank you so much for stopping by. Take care…

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Underwater orgy 4.5 (35)

Posted on March 12, 2017 by riwa

The girls and I were thrilled when Cal and Brian finished 2nd and 4th at the diving championships. They busted their asses to perfect their dives. The only reason Cal finished 2nd was because that guy from Neuron State hit virtually a perfect dive his last time around.

We celebrated by taking the guys out to dinner. Afterwards Trudy, Sapphire and I decided we wanted to give them an extra reward. And since I had the keys to the building as assistant to the synchro coach, I figured it would be a cinch.

We parked out back and made sure the coast was clear before we went inside. Then we all made our way to the diving facility. It’s a good thing it was deep inside the building, although we hardly turned on any lights.

We didn’t bother with modesty since we’d done this a few times previously. We all stripped as we stood on the edge of the pool. Then Cal went and got some weights and belts so we wouldn’t have to worry about buoyancy.

We all got into the water after dropping the weights all the way to the bottom. Then we started working on getting those cocks hard. Us girls held our breath as we took turns sucking since it was three on two.

I knew right away how much Sapphire wanted to fuck Brian. She’d been making eyes at him all night and had been telling me how hot she was that he’d finished 4th. That had been his best finish ever and she really wanted to reward him.

We got to where our times were pretty good holding our breath. We wanted to go to the bottom and fuck for as long as possible. Well, Sapphire wanted to fuck. But Trudy and I were determined to make sure Cal didn’t go away empty handed.

When we were ready, Sapphire and Brian went down and headed for the ladder with ankle weights. I went down with Trudy to that ledge down near the bottom. Trudy stretched out on her back as I put the weight belt around her to keep her down. Then I added the belt around my waist to help hold me down while licking her out as Cal began fucking Trudy’s mouth.

It was really hot the way he drove his cock deep down her throat. It’s well known that Trudy is the campus deep-throater. She can take a long one all the way down like a pro.

Cal groped her tits while I spent some time on her muff. I hadn’t eaten any dessert during dinner because I had a little “clam” on my mind. Now that I had her pussy right in front of me, I went to town licking and feasting on it. Trudy trembled as she made erotic grunting sounds while taking that hot cock down her throat.

I love eating on Trudy. She cums so fucking hard when I lick her just right. I wanted to see what she would do trying to swallow cock while I pleasured that sweet snatch of hers.

Over on the ladder Sapphire was wasting no time letting Brian plow her cunt. She had her legs wrapped around him, and they had quite a rhythm going. She was wearing her team swimcap and goggles while he was using a dive mask. I just think he wanted the water out of his eyes so he could watch her tits bounce as he rammed her with his dick.

I was hot as hell licking Trudy’s sweet box. She moaned and grunted as Cal thrust in and out of her mouth. It was so fucking hot that I couldn’t resist reaching underneath to finger myself and rub my button. I was probably going to cum the moment Trudy exploded in orgasm.

Over at the ladder I saw Sapphire grunting bubbles as Brian gave her his fuck-stick. I’ve felt him in my cunt many times before, so I knew what she was getting. But I didn’t glance over there very often because I was too busy making Trudy squirm.

Cal really groped her mounds as she took him all the way down her throat. She grabbed my arms as I mouthed her nub, my tongue plowing a furrow between her labia. I could feel her trembling every time I worked my magic on her sweet hole.

Cal and I glanced over at Brian and Sapphire. He gave me a knowing look as we kept pleasuring Trudy. I knew what he was thinking. He wanted to see if we could outlast them over there while making Trudy hold her fucking breath like forever.

Gawd; I was so fucking hot! Trudy shivered every time my tongue probed her opening. I kept fingering my cunt; I was so wet I needed a cock inside me! But first thing’s first. We wanted Trudy’s lungs heaving as Cal and I worked on each end.

Over at the ladder I could see Brian and Sapphire picking up the pace. That told me she was probably going to cum soon. I could tell by the way they had increased their rhythm as they fucked each other.

I felt it start to swell inside me as my lungs began to heave. Cal began thrusting harder, fucking bubbles out of sweet Trudy’s mouth. Her lungs began to heave until I knew we were really pushing her breath-hold limits.

I glanced over at the ladder and saw their frenzied fucking. It really made me finger myself as I furiously licked Trudy’s dripping snatch. Now it was a question of who was going to cum first.

I was surprised when it was Cal of all people. Maybe he’d been hoarding his cum in order to focus on the diving championships. But Trudy got so much it, it began seeping out around her lips.

I got so hot that I tongued-fucked that sexy bitch until she shuddered in orgasm as her lungs heaved. Her back arched as her hands flexed. I knew she was having a good one.

About that time Sapphire went off. She’s really loud when she cums, and she screamed her breath away as she really fucked Brian hard. I could tell he was giving it to her good and was probably cumming right along with her.

My lungs heaved as Cal pulled his cock out of Trudy and headed for the surface. She tried to rise up, but I wasn’t through with her. Besides, I wasn’t quite there yet, and I wanted my orgasm before I surfaced.

I really tongue-fucked that bitch until she shuddered again. I finally cried out in orgasm as it washed hotly through my body. It was so intense that for a moment I forgot how out of breath I was.

My lungs were empty when I came down from the plateau of my high. Trudy was trying to rise up, but she was also having trouble. My lungs were empty, and I was suddenly concerned I’d pushed myself too far.

I looked up to see Cal coming back down. At the same time I felt hands pull the weight belt off that was helping hold me down. Then Brian was lifting me up to the surface as Cal worked on getting Trudy off the bottom.

I felt weak and dizzy, my lungs empty and my chest on fire. It had been incredible, but now I really ached. I was dizzy and a little disoriented. Then my head broke the surface and I gasped madly for breath.

I looked over to see Cal had brought Trudy back up. Her eyes were glazed over; I thought she’d passed out. Then I noticed her chest was rising and falling. A moment later it was as if her respiratory system kicked in as she took a really big breath and started panting like crazy.

The guys looked happy as clams. But Trudy and I needed some attention given to our pussies. I asked Cal to give us some time to recover. Then I told him we were going back down for round two. And I didn’t want to come back up until I’d orgasmed like last time, this time with his cock deep inside my hungering cunt…

© 2017 (written Feb 19 ’17 by riwa)

(Inspired by a Justpaul clip with vidcaps used for illustrations.)

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An aborted rescue 4.3 (3)

Posted on March 6, 2017 by riwa

Bambi was happy not to see any other vehicles around. It was a secluded area but the locals knew about it and often hung out there. She parked and then got out, taking a cooler and towel with her as she headed down to the sandy beach.

Bambi couldn’t swim. But she loved standing in the water, especially the way the incoming tide lifted her up and down. It was a turn-on the way the water flowed through her crotch. She sometimes masturbated right there in water up to her chest just a few safe yards from shore.

She laid out her towel on the sand and then placed her cooler upon it. It was a hot day and she was looking forward to getting wet and cooling off! She didn’t plan on doing much more than wading out, getting wet and perhaps getting off.

She quickly undressed down to her skimpy pink bikini. It was her favorite and she especially loved the way it rubbed her crotch and got her horny. If no one showed up she was even considering taking her bottoms off and rubbing one out!

She trotted down to the water’s edge in her bare feet and began to wade out. The water climbed her calves from the surf and then quickly rose up her legs as she waded farther out. It felt refreshing and she found herself looking forward to her time in the water.

It reached her crotch and she gasped with delight. She felt hot between her legs and she waded farther out with growing excitement. Bambi thought that perhaps she might even orgasm two or three times before she waded back in and then lay out on her towel to sun herself.

She didn’t see the guy in green swim trunks discreetly watching her from behind the nearby dune. He was admiring the young woman’s form from afar – her large breasts and bountiful ass. She reminded him of the stereotypical blonde – stacked and loaded for bear. The only question he had now was whether or not she was dumb as a post.

Bambi waded into water up to her breasts. As the surf came in it lifted her up off her feet and then deposited her back down upon the sandy bottom. She loved the way the tide made her bob up and down… so long as she could feel solid footing underneath her.

It wasn’t long until she couldn’t help herself anymore. Bambi reached down and began rubbing her crotch through her bottoms. It felt wonderful… a potential release she’d been aching for over the past several days. This section of beach was definitely her favorite when it came to wading out and masturbating!

She bobbed up and down, the surf lifting her up until she was neck deep before setting her back down. She rubbed herself harder, toying with the idea of removing her bottoms for a quickie. She had no idea she was being watched, nor did she have any inkling that the guy observing her was becoming aroused at the thought of seeing her up close and personal.

The next wave lifted her up and she gasped with delight. Then it set her back down… only to have her go completely under with a surprised burble! Her feet flailed for solid footing that wasn’t there!

She kicked herself up and looked all around in surprise. Then another wave lifted her up, only to drop her back down as it passed her by. Bambi went under again, her feet fluttering in vain!

Instinctively she pulled with her arms, kicking herself up with her feet. She came up waving her arms and sputtering, only to have the next wave drop her back down below the surface. She burbled as she struggled to pop back up to the surface.

She gasped in alarm, flailing with her arms. Somehow the tide had picked her up and had carried her too far out! Then another wave lifted her up, only to cruelly push her back down below the surface.

This time she panicked and she kicked herself up, coughing and sputtering. “HELP!” she screamed, frantically waving her arms. “I CAN’T SWIM! SOMEBODY HELP MEE!!” Choosing a secluded beach was now proving to have its drawbacks!!

The next wave sadistically pushed her back under and she burbled as she went down again. She waved at the surface, kicking wildly until her head popped back up. “HELP!! SOMEBODY HELP ME!!” Then she swallowed water as she went back under.

The young man behind the dune heard her cries and was unable to believe his good fortune! Perhaps becoming her knight in shining armor might earn him a fuck on the beach! Instinctively he rushed out from his hiding place.

Bambi cried out again in a flurry of bubbles, waving her arms as she tried to resurface. The tide kept lifting her up and then letting go of her! She was getting exhausted and with no solid footing underneath her she sensed she was getting farther away from shore!

She came up flailing and screamed again. That’s when she saw the young man rushing toward the edge of the water in her direction. Someone else was here; she couldn’t believe it!!

“HELP ME!” she cried out, trying to wave desperately at him. “I CAN’T SW-GURBLRUBLE!” Back down she went, bubbling and gurgling.

She weakly kicked back up again, sputtering frantically as her head burst up out of the water. She could see him swimming toward her and she tried to reach out for him. Then the next wave lifted her up before dropping her again and she went under in a flurry of bubbles, her arms flailing wildly.

So tired; she was getting so tired. Then an arm wrapped around her, lifting her up to the surface. She was brought up to the surface coughing and gasping for breath.

“I’ve got you,” he told her as he held her up, keeping her head out of water. “Relax; I’ve got you!”

“Just get me to shore!” she gasped “I’m too far out and I can’t swim!”

“You should be more careful,” he told her. Then he couldn’t help himself. “Tell you what. I’ll take you back to shore if you’ll have sex with me.”

“What? You’re crazy!”

“Ok, you dumb broad!” he responded. “It’s your choice.” Then he let her go.

Bambi slipped under the surface in a flurry of bubbles. But now he had decided this was his big chance to see her underwater. So he took a deep breath and submerged.

He saw her waving with her arms, struggling to get up to the surface. He helped give her a little push and she managed to pop up for a breath. But it was short-lived and she slipped back under to rejoin him, waving her arms in a futile effort.

Bambi was terrified. This bastard wasn’t doing a thing to get her back to shore! What’s more, her fear was heightening her arousal and she was afraid she was going to orgasm right in front of him at any moment!

He reached out to her and for a moment she relaxed, hoping he was going to help her to the surface. Instead he grinned as he grabbed onto her bikini top and pulled it off her body. Her large white breasts came free in stark contrast to the rest of her tanned body, her round orbs gently bouncing as she waved exhaustedly at the surface.

He gave her a push upward and again she popped up, gasping for breath. But by now she was too weak to cry out anymore. She slipped back under, burbling as she went down. That’s when he reached out and grabbed one of her breasts, giving it an appreciative squeeze. Bambi was so horrified that she orgasmed right then and there!

A hot wave of pleasure washed through her body, stealing away much of her energy reserves. She tried waving up at the surface with her arms but she just couldn’t get there on her own anymore! Then he grabbed her by the waist and hauled her up.

They both popped up, panting quietly for breath. She frantically wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to hold on. Her chest was tight against his and she could feel his bodily warmth. Then he stopped trying to keep them both up at the surface and they went down together in a flurry of bubbles.

For a moment she held on as though maybe he might rise back up to the surface, taking her with him. But as they went deeper she let go and began waving wildly up at the surface, bubbling weakly. That’s when he reached up and pulled her bottoms down off her legs, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy.

Bambi couldn’t believe it! This bastard was undressing her… virtually molesting her! Why the hell wasn’t he taking her back to shore??!!

He grabbed her legs and pushed her up toward the surface again. She popped up and gasped for breath before she slipped right back under. She kicked feebly, her arms waving up at the surface. Then he reached out for her, wrapping an arm around her and carrying her up to the surface.

She popped up again and panted weakly, too exhausted to struggle anymore. That’s when it occurred to him she might be too proud to give in and fuck him once he got her back to shore. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy watching her out here. Besides, it was her own damn fault for getting too far away from shore! Maybe it would be better if he aborted her rescue and watched as she “accidentally drowned”.

He smiled at her and then let her go. Her eyes got big before she slipped under the surface with a burble. Then he reached down and shed his trunks before going down after her.

He watched as she waved up at the surface, bubbles slipping out past her parted lips. His cock was hard and he couldn’t help stroking himself as he watched her. Her pink pussy winked at him as she feebly tried to kick, her legs spreading obscenely to give him quite an unobstructed view!

For Bambi it was pure agony; she couldn’t catch her breath! He kept taking her up to the surface only to let her go after a handful of pitiful breaths! It was torture of the worst kind! And the bastard had stripped off her bikini and was now naked and gawking at her!!

She felt his hands run up and down her legs and she shuddered with fear and arousal. Her lungs were on fire; she couldn’t keep this up much longer! Then he grabbed her legs and gave her a heave upward. Bambi popped up at the surface, gasped for breath and then slipped back under.

He reached out and groped her breasts before reaching down to touch her pussy. Bambi shuddered helplessly, too exhausted to resist. She no longer kicked with her legs nor waved up at the surface. She simply didn’t have the strength anymore and she looked at him tiredly, resigned to whatever he was going to do to her.

He wrapped an arm around her and carried her back up. Her head came up and she panted quietly for breath, noticing how far away they were from shore. She knew she wasn’t getting back on her own! And now she had a very bad feeling about her would-be rescuer!

She felt his hard cock between her legs as he held her head up out of water. Then he grinned at her. A moment later he simply let go and she slipped under the surface, too tired to struggle or even care anymore.

He took a deep breath and then slipped under with her, having just made a fateful decision. It was far better to watch her out here as she accidentally drowned than it was to haul her back to shore and risk getting accused of molesting her! Besides there were a lot of stupid, foolish people who swam out too far out from shore and ended up drowning themselves. This stupid bitch would simply become just another statistic!!

He went down and jerked his cock as he admired her nude form. She looked numbly at him as she drifted there, too tired to struggle as bubbles slipped out of her mouth. Then she simply couldn’t hold her breath anymore and her lungs gave out.

She coughed a mouthful of bubbles and then jerked in convulsion. Her body spasmed weakly as stray bubbles were forced out of her lungs. He watched in awe as her breasts bounced up and down and he couldn’t help furiously stroking himself. Then his cock exploded and he aimed it right at her.

Bambi saw his cum spurt in the water. She shuddered again in orgasm as minor convulsions shook her naked body. Her chest heaved gently as she inhaled water into her lungs. Then all muscle functions ceased and she quietly drifted there right in front of him, staring tiredly with her mouth open as her arms hung upward in a futile attempt to reach the surface.

He reached out and caressed her breasts once more, admiring how warm and round they were. Then he fingered her pussy, noticing how slickened it had become. She must have had a little orgasm as she drowned! At least she had gotten off on it!

He smiled at her appreciatively and then left her there. He swam down to snag his drifting trunks. Then he headed for the surface and began the long swim back to shore. He concluded it was too bad the tide had carried her too far out and that he couldn’t get to her in time…

© 2013 (written for Kelly Apr 16 ’13 by riwa)

(Inspired by an idea from Kelly)

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Jiko’s Valentine’s Day present 4.2 (10)

Posted on March 1, 2017 by riwa

I was happy when she invited our group to come strip for her. The money was good as Miss Lucy was a very wealthy woman. It was an honor to be chosen to dance before her.

When I arrived and witnessed her for the first time, I was immediately captivated by her beauty. Her emerald eyes held me in their sway whenever she looked at me. But I could tell I was just another stripper to her.

I danced and gyrated along with all the others. I gave my all for her. But she picked out another one and then sent the rest of us home.

I found out later what she did to that other one. She took her down to a private room and hanged her to death. The idea of dying frightened me. But strangely I was jealous Tamalia was allowed to be in her presence during those last few hours of her life.

Miss Lucy did not call for us for a long time, and I despaired of ever seeing her again. Then once more we were summoned to dance before her. This time I did not know how to respond.

We went before her and stripped naked, twirling and gyrating and dancing for her enjoyment. Again I was captivated by those eyes. But my performance was not as crisp. Maybe I was afraid of being chosen.

She picked out another and sent the rest of us home. Again I heard later what happened. She played with that woman’s body before hanging her. And I was both jealous and frightened.

It was weeks before we were once more called upon to display our wares to her. I knew what the price would be if I pleased her. But I did not want to die. So again my performance was lacking.

At the end of our dance, she chose yet another, a girl named Salene. This time Brecca was allowed to witness the events afterwards. She reported later what happened in the presence of Miss Lucy.

Salene was strangled with a rope. Miss Lucy was pleased at the way she gasped. And she was even more pleased when Salene orgasmed for her during asphyxiation.

She was choked as they made love together. Then Salene was strung up with a rope. Miss Lucy played with her body before hanging her. Then she played with the body after death.

At first Becca’s report frightened me. But I could not get those piercing emerald eyes out of my mind. I could tell right away when she found favor with someone by the way they lit up. But so far she had not picked me. I did not know whether to feel sad or relieved.

The next time we were summoned, we were permitted to dine at her table before our performance. I wanted to speak with her, but I could not find my voice. She was too beautiful, and I was shy and felt unworthy.

Once more we danced. This time I put more effort into my performance. I was not as afraid to be chosen. Maybe I wanted her to pick me. But she chose another.

Afterwards I felt guilty for my cowardice at not giving her my all. She deserved my very best. And if she chose me, it was because she wanted me and my body. Wasn’t that a great honor to be chosen?

I secretly met with Becca who I could talk more openly with. I explained to her my feelings for Miss Lucy. She asked why I did not give my all during my performances. I told her I was both shy and frightened, but that I was overcoming my fears. Now I wanted to know what Miss Lucy expected during her one-on-one time with the girls she chose.

Becca told me, “She wants a girl who will orgasm when she is asphyxiated, Jiko. She wants a girl who will give her all to her.”

“Salene… Tamalia… Dorona… did they not give their all?”

“They did not give their all, Jiko. But they gave enough.”

I looked at Becca as I gathered my courage. She noticed my change of expression. “Jiko, you seem determined about something.”

“I am, Becca. I want you to show me.”

“Show you what?”

“Show me all Miss Lucy seeks in a stripper…”

—

Weeks went by. Becca both frightened and aroused me as she took me through my paces. I was choked, strangled, and very nearly drowned. But in my mind all I could think about was dancing and performing for Miss Lucy.

It was not enough I could not breathe. I had to respond as a woman in rapture. The idea frightened me, but my obsession with Miss Lucy overcame my fears.

Becca trained my body until I learned to cum from asphyxiation. It was amazing. The fear and the breathlessness took me to new heights of pleasure. But Becca always reminded me the pleasure was for Miss Lucy to savor.

My mind still wavered over giving myself completely to her. But the idea of me providing pleasure for her became overwhelming. I was reaching the point where I was willing to die for Miss Lucy if she would greatly enjoy herself.

I finally reached the point where I was ready to give myself to her. But she did not call on our group anymore. My heart sank when I realized Miss Lucy had moved on to calling on other groups of strippers.

The rest of us in my company were not worthy. And most of the others were greatly relieved. But I realized I might never see her again. I was in despair.

I made my decision and went to Becca. I begged her to get me an audience with Miss Lucy. I would strip for her alone.

“Do you realize what you are asking, Jiko?”

“I do,” I replied. “Becca, please make this happen.”

“On what day, Jiko?”

“Make it Valentine’s Day, Becca. It will prove how much I want to give myself to her.”

“Do you love her, Jiko?”

“Enough to give myself fully to her, even if it means my life.”

“Then I will see what I can arrange…”

–

I waited anxiously for word, but none came. The day drew closer. Had Becca made the attempt? Or had I been denied?

She contacted me the night before. She said she had gone to great trouble to get me an audience with Miss Lucy the next day. I told her how grateful I was. Then I willed her all my possessions as my way of saying thanks. Becca was moved to tears, and we hugged as true friends.

I was trembling as I was taken to Miss Lucy. It was only to be me and no one else. Becca made up my hair and bathed me in scented oils so I could smell fragrant for my beloved executioner.

I waited breathlessly outside her door, my whole body trembling. I tried to calm myself. After all, I was giving the most important performance of my life.

Her voice bid me enter and I stepped inside. Her radiant beauty returned my shyness and timidity back to me. But I was resolute to dance for her.

I bowed low when I made my entrance. Then I began to move gracefully across the floor, waving a veil. One by one the garments came off.

The longer I danced, the more confident I became. Her presence still intimidated me. But I had trained well.

Those emerald eyes bore into me, causing my heart to flutter. But I danced like a woman possessed. I showed her every part of my body, even running my veil through my dripping sex. Then I wrapped it around my neck.

I danced closer as I pulled on both ends, slowly strangling myself. The natural fear added to my arousal. But my clever dance was rewarded by a look of great interest in those emerald eyes.

My dance reached a fever pitch as I approached the climax. Then I pulled hard on both ends as I slid to my knees before her. I shuddered in orgasm as I saw stars. Then my inability to breathe caused me to lose both ends of the veil around my neck.

I panted for breath as I looked up at her. She gave me a look as a hungering predator. It made me shiver with fear and desire.

“I have seen you dance before, Jiko. But never have I seen this. I was through with you and your company.”

I swallowed the butterflies in my stomach as I grasped both ends of my veil. Then I placed them in her hands. My voice croaked as I spoke the words, “Miss Lucy, I give my life to you.”

She took both ends and started to pull. I felt both fear and a great arousal that Miss Lucy was strangling me. It lit a fire within me.

My nipples were hard, my pussy wet and glistening. I rasped as I tried to breathe. Then I shuddered in orgasm as I wet her floor from my climax.

She eased her grip on both ends of the veil as she came closer. Then she kissed me as she pulled on both ends again. I swooned at the taste of her lips upon mine, lips as fine as the sweetest of wines.

She pulled hard, still kissing me until I saw stars. Then I must have passed out. When I awakened she was all over me, kissing me everywhere as her hands roamed my body.

I swooned again as she allowed me to undress her. I caressed her heaving mounds, savored her erect nipples and tasted her wetness down below. It was a most incredible experience.

She took me to her bedroom where we made sweet love. Then she choked me as she kissed my lips. I shuddered as I climaxed all over her bed. But she did not seem to mind.

“Jiko, do you still give yourself to me?”

“Yes, Miss Lucy.” That’s when she choked me so hard I thought I would never breathe again as my orgasm soaked both her and the bed.

When I regained my senses, she allowed me to feast on her womanly treasures. I made her cum many times. Then she straddled me, wrapping the veil around my throat and strangling me as she rode me.

She humped against my crotch with her pussy as she pulled tightly on my veil, making me pass out again and again. It was heavenly. But there was just the right amount of fear to make it all the sweeter.

We finally stopped for a meal. Her servants tended to us in her bed with the best wine and most succulent of food. Then we made love again.

She looked at me as we panted from our latest love-making. Then she gave me this look which almost frightened me. “Jiko, do you still want to give your all to me?”

“Heart and soul, Miss Lucy,” I replied in a trembling voice. “That is why I am here.”

She rose up and brought me to my feet. Then she took my veil and tied my wrists behind my back with it. I gasped as my nipples hardened.

She escorted me down to her special room. The noose was already set up, a small stool directly underneath. I found myself panting for breath as I gazed upon it, my pussy dripping like crazy.

“Do you know what I’m going to do to you now, Jiko?” I shook my head, deciding I would allow her to say the words.

“I’m going to hang you, Jiko. I’m going to noose you up and play with your body. Then I’m going to hang you. Afterwards, I will play with your dead body.”

My heart was in my throat. I was very wet, my nipples hard as they had ever been. But I said nothing.

She fingered me, noticing how aroused I’d become. “You want this, don’t you, Jiko.” My head nodded almost imperceptibly.

She roughly forced me over to the stool and made me climb upon it. “You’re going to cum for me as you hang, aren’t you, Jiko.” Again my head nodded almost imperceptibly.

I was both frightened and aroused, my pussy dripping copiously. She draped the noose around my neck before tightening it. I could tell how thick and hard it was. It meant I would suffer for a long time.

She rubbed my naked, quivering body all over as I panted for breath. She fingered me, forcing little mewling sounds out of my throat. A hard thrust up into my clenching snatch caused me to orgasm right there in front of her.

She kissed me lovingly as she caressed me all over. “I think I’m going to enjoy you most of all, Jiko.” It was like music to my ears, the greatest of compliments.

She tightened the noose even more until I was standing upon my toes. She fingered my cunt, and I orgasmed again. My body felt like I was electrically charged.

“This is the greatest present anyone could ever give me, Jiko,” she breathed before sucking on my nipples. She reached up and kissed my lips one last time. Then she put her fingers into my pussy and pulled me off the stool… “Come. Hang for me, my beloved Jiko.”

I lost the stool, the noose taking my full weight. Almost immediately I began cumming from my asphyxiation. Miss Lucy gasped with delight before rushing forward, pulling my legs apart and feasting on my dripping treasures.

I grunted as I thrust my hips, trying to jerk my legs out of her grasp. Then I was cumming again as her tongue tasted me. My breasts bounced as I thrust my chest out in orgasm.

She let me hang as she retrieved a toy. She shoved it hard inside me and I jerked as I orgasmed again. She loved seeing my dying body react in pleasure to the constriction of the noose.

I don’t know how long I suffered. But it became harder and harder to breathe. She sucked my nipples; she licked my pussy; and she rammed that toy deep inside me until I was stuck in what felt like a never-ending climax.

I was barely conscious when I finally exhausted myself. Miss Lucy fingered me until I jerked and twitched. She sucked my nipples and caressed my body until I quivered. Then my vision dimmed around the edges until I could no longer see.

I was dimly aware of a tongue in my twat. Hands groped my breasts, fingers pinching my nipples. I barely jerked from one last orgasm as my consciousness finally spiraled away………..

 

I never thought this one was into it. She always seemed timid and shy. Imagine my surprise when I learned she desired to put on a special performance for me.

At first I didn’t believe her. But I decided to humor her. What really got my attention was when she strangled herself during her stripper dance.

She truly gave herself to me, allowing me to choke and strangle her time and time again. Each time seemed more arousing than the last. We made exquisite love in my bedroom, both knowing she would soon be hanging for me.

I finally could not stand it anymore. I had to take her down and string her up. She went willingly, her arousal an indication she was looking forward to hanging. There was just enough fear and trepidation to make the scene all the sweeter.

She hanged wonderfully, cumming and orgasming in the noose like I had never seen before. It was as though she’d trained herself for that very moment. She was far better than any of the girls I had hanged up ‘til that moment.

She took longer to hang, but she offered no complaint. On the contrary, she could not seem to stop cumming for me. No matter what I did to her, she kept orgasming in that wonderful noose.

I kissed her lips and sucked her nipples long after she was gone. But her body still responded as though she was trying to cum for me. Forcing the toy up her pussy again and again made her jerk wonderfully. It made me have to lick her out once more to savor the flavor of her gift to me.

I caressed and kissed and fucked that dead body for a couple of hours. Then I took her down and straddled her, removing her veil from her secured wrists so I could strangle her again. I almost believe she climaxed for me one last time.

It was the best Valentine’s Day gift I have ever received, before or sense…

© 2017 (written for JikoSeiai Feb 21 ’17 by riwa)

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A Wendy story 0 (0)

Posted on February 24, 2017 by riwa

Wendy drifted lazily in the pool on her back. She was in her black lingerie, an outfit one wouldn’t normally consider swimming attire. However she enjoyed how it felt on her body as she swam. Besides, Kevin liked it and she was planning on putting on an erotic performance for her husband once he came out to the pool.

Air suddenly bubbled to the surface all around her, air she could identify as originating from three distinct locations. A moment later she felt hands on her ankles, hands grabbing onto her arms. She let out a cry of alarm, filling her lungs just in time before she was pulled under.

There were indeed three of them, three men in swim trunks in full scuba gear, grasping firmly onto her squirming body as they pulled her down. Two were on either side of her, gripping her arms as a third wrapped his arms around her legs just below her knees. As she thrashed about she could make out their faces through their dive masks… excited faces… eager faces…

They were enjoying themselves. They were holding onto her squirming body, and they were enjoying themselves!

She got brief glimpses of their swim trunks, trunks that miserably failed to hide their growing excitement and arousal. They were thoroughly enjoying holding her down. At that instant it hit her with horrifying clarity…

OHMYGAWD! THEY’RE GOING TO GET OFF WATCHING ME DROWN!

The thought terrified her. At the same time it filled her with an incredible arousal. She felt a warm tingle between her legs that blossomed into a flame of sexual excitement.

She thrashed about, helpless in their collective grip as they slowly sank together. At the same time she became aware of a gathering storm in her loins. The fear she might drown always did this to her.

Wendy began losing little bursts of air as her lungs began to burn, her chest heaving in warning. The urge to scream was instinctive. But a part of her realized she needed to keep her mouth closed if she was going to hold her breath for as long as possible. Besides, it would make her orgasm more intense. Funny how she was thinking about that at a time like this.

She lost another burst of air as her lungs heaved, intensifying her growing fear and excitement. She needed air soon, oh, how she needed the surface! But she was at the mercy of the three scuba divers now.

Apparently it was their fantasy to drown her, although she had to shamefully admit it was hers as well. For all she knew it might even be her husband Kevin’s fantasy as well. Was he watching the three men clad in scuba gear drowning his wife? A quick glance up confirmed he was standing on the edge of the pool, dutifully getting it all on film.

If only the one wouldn’t hold her legs together so tightly! Her thighs were pressed together, adding to the sensations that were building ominously. If he didn’t relax his grip soon and allow her legs to come apart just a little, she wasn’t going to be able to stop the…

It suddenly slammed into her with unexpected ferocity, a fireball of an explosion of pleasure. Wendy stiffened before shuddering violently, air bursting out of her lungs in a bubbly scream as she thrashed back and forth. The intense pleasure took her breath away.

She closed her eyes, tipping her head back and arching her back as her body was ravaged by the powerful orgasm. She noticed her lungs were screaming at her now, her chest heaving in agony from lack of air. But she was too weak and delirious with pleasure.

The divers would have to pay attention, making sure to shove a regulator into her mouth at the appropriate moment. But in her current state, she was too dazed to give them the signal. Unless this was the one time they were going to do it for real, pushing her beyond her limits until she actually drowned.

That thought was terribly arousing. Instantly she became aware of a second orgasm charging toward her as her lungs heaved insistently. Instinctively she brought a hand up to cover her mouth as she spewed bubbles.

She was out of breath, her tortured lungs a raging inferno. She made a slashing motion across her throat, trying to signal for someone to give her a regulator. None of them responded as she doubled over from a convulsion, her fear and excitement swelling.

GUYS?? HELP! But there was no move to loan her a regulator. Were they really going to drown her??

Her body spasmed hard as Wendy began thrashing about in their grasp. Both hands came up to cover her mouth as precious air spewed out through her fingers. Her chest heaved as her excitement swelled within her.

She was horrified when they grabbed her arms, pulling her hands away from her mouth as though desiring to watch that initial moment of drowning. Then her eyes snapped open in shock as a new set of sensations hit her hard. She felt lips sucking on her painfully erect nipples, and a mouth was against her crotch, licking her labia while probing her dripping hole.

Amazingly the divers had removed their regs. But instead of offering her one, they were licking and sucking on her naked body as they held onto her. Wendy shuddered uncontrollably from an insane arousal as her mind tried to process what just happened…

Naked?

BLOODY HELL! I’M NAKED?? When did THIS happen??  This was definitely not part of the script!

She looked up to see her husband eagerly filming it all, amazed even he was now naked. She hadn’t planned on being nude, much less allowing three party goers to have a crack at her like this! It was embarrassing as hell, but it sure was bloody arousing!

Her lungs spasmed painfully; she was seconds away from drowning. She also sensed she was seconds away from a strong orgasm. But all that mattered was a regulator for her next breath.

She couldn’t motion because they were holding onto her arms. Instinctively she thrashed about in growing panic. Then she opened and closed her mouth, hoping one of the divers would finally catch on.

To her horror it was suddenly filled with the meaty flesh of a hard dick. What the hell was this?? She counted one… two… three… four divers now??

The cock totally blocked her windpipe. Wendy’s chest heaved as her lungs screamed in protest. Then it exploded inside her, slamming into her with an intensity she hadn’t expected.

Wendy stiffened abruptly before shuddering violently, the dick in her mouth muffling her scream of ecstasy. She instinctively sucked hard on it as though she could somehow pull oxygen through it into her tortured lungs. Then she felt warm cum trickling down her throat as the diver in her mouth grunted, his cock spewing into her warm mouth.

The eroticism of the moment was too much as she was immediately hit by yet another orgasm while still cresting on the previous one. Her eyes rolled until it finally, mercifully began to fade. Then she felt the limp cock being pulled out of her mouth, opening her airway to the cool pool water.

She inhaled by reflex, pulling a huge lungful of water into her chest. Wendy’s eyes snapped open in shock at what she’d just done. A split-second later it exploded inside her in a white hot, blinding flash of color.

Her body erupted, thrashing about in orgasmic bliss. But she was also caught up in the painful throes of drowning. Each diver continued sucking on her tits and crotch, seemingly oblivious to her plight.

Her mouth tingled from the remembrance of having a dick inside it just a few short moments ago. A few wisps of cum hung from her lips. The pain was so incredible it felt like she’d been hit by a lightning bolt from out of the blue.

She bucked and jerked like a puppet on a string. She was helpless to resist, helpless to do anything other than go along for the ride. She opened her mouth and tried to scream. But all that came out was a gurgle as she sucked more water into her lungs.

They wouldn’t stop; she couldn’t get them to stop! Her body was on fire; it felt like she was experiencing one unbelievable orgasm after another. And she was drowning; they were holding onto her and deliberately allowing her to drown in their grasp!

She couldn’t get their attention, not that it would do any good. She was limp, her nerve endings fried. She couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe… couldn’t respond. And the bloody bastards were too busy enjoying her spasming, drowning body to give her one bloody breath of air!

Then she was suddenly aware they were somehow sinking deeper into a murky, green sea…

The pool was gone, the water becoming open ocean as they drifted deeper into the abyss. Kevin was getting farther away, even as he continued filming. She stared upward in shock she and the divers continued to sink.

At that moment she knew they were going to have their way with her. Then they were going to leave her body at the bottom of the ocean. Wendy trembled at the horribly erotic thought.

Wendy’s last thoughts were of her husband. She hadn’t intended for any of this to happen. Should they have canceled the party when they’d had the chance??

At that moment she felt a cock push its way inside her. The divers were indeed going to enjoy her drowned body. She shuddered once more as yet another orgasm rippled warmly through her………

Wendy gasped as her eyes opened. The images were already starting to fade. That’s when she became aware she was coming down from the plateau of an orgasm.

The party had ended two days ago. But the memories still lingered, especially the one where she’d accidentally sucked a little water while being “drowned” by those three divers. Kevin had been at the surface filming it all.

Of course there had been no nudity, nothing like the dream she’d just had. Still, that one scenario had been so arousing that she’d actually inhaled in the midst of a wonderful orgasm, forcing them to bring her limp body up to the surface.

Everyone had been dutifully alarmed of course, especially her husband. But they’d managed to bring her back up rather quickly and lay her out next to the pool. She remembered the strange sensation of looking up as she lay on the concrete… looking up, yet being unable to talk as one of them bent down and blew air into her lungs.

She’d come to almost immediately, coughing up water. Then she’d surprised herself by having yet another small orgasm in the process. It had been just as arousing as it had been traumatic.

The only negative about the whole thing was that the party had stalled for a couple of hours while she recovered. She remembered the embarrassment of everyone hovering around her, doting on her while making sure she was all right. Several of them were alarmed while the three divers were noticeably upset they had not paid better attention…

“Hun? Are you all right?” It was her husband. She must have awakened him.

“Just a dream I had, honey,” she replied.

The images were almost gone… fading, erotic memories. Actually, the whole thing had been terribly arousing, the dream as well as the reality of a couple of days ago. But now…

Wendy suddenly realized her panties were soaked. She also realized she was horny as hell.

“Anything I can do?” Kevin asked, reaching over and giving her shoulder a brush.

“Well… now that you mention it…” Her eyes twinkled mischievously.

Wendy turned and wrapped her arms around her lover, sighing contentedly as she began roaming his naked body with her hands…

© 2006 (written for Wendy Oct 21 ’06; ed. Feb 23 ’17)

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A Dorothy hanging story 4.3 (11)

Posted on February 18, 2017 by riwa

(Note: this one is written by Dorothy. I just edited it for her.)

Walking along the road to the car park to collect my car, another car pulls up beside me. The rear door opens and “hello darling, care for some fun?” I just smile and say “get lost” and carry on walking. But these guys are not giving up.

Out jumps one, clamps his hand over my mouth and drags me into the back seat with one of his friends. The car speeds off, me struggling and trying to scream. My skirt rides up and shows my stocking tops and tiny pink thong.

“Keep her quiet! Gag her!” “What with?” “Oh, I know.”

I feel this hand run up my legs, grabbing my panties and pulling them down and off. Kicking and squealing, I watch him roll them into a tight ball. His friend nips my nose tightly with his fingers.

My mouth flies open trying to breathe, and I have a mouthful of thong which only seconds ago was round my bum. The guy in front opens the glove and throws back a roll of sticky tape. That goes hard over my mouth.

Still struggling and kicking, I can feel hands exploring my body. Fingers stroke and enter my pussy, while the second guy has one hand on each boob squeezing and teasing. What a hot ride I am having.

Fifteen minutes down the road the car turns into a driveway and stops outside a house standing on its own. There’s no sign of anyone else around. I am pulled out and try to run, but I have no chance. These guys know what they want.

“Get her inside, quick!” I am frog marched in through the front door and taken into a large room. It’s the main room in the house by the look of it.

“Ok, strip her off; let`s see what we have got.” Although I struggle violently I am naked inside two minutes.

The tape is ripped from my mouth. I spit out my panties and run for the door, trying as girls do to cover my nakedness. Three men, all laughing, the door is locked; there is no escape.

I cower back against the wall. “Oh please no, please let me go!” I know it`s no use; I am going to be raped.

“Not bad at all,” one man says, “We are going to have fun with her. Got the pills, John?” The pills are blue, in a small bottle.

My eyes stand out in terror. “Oh god no; don`t use them!” But one by one they each swallow a pill. “I think we may need more than one to satisfy this one” and each man takes another pill.

“Oh my god no; oh please let me go!” All three start to undress and we are all naked, me backed up to the wall watching as the magic blue pills start to work.

One by one the guys get rock hard erections. I can`t take my eyes off them watching, knowing those hard dicks are going into me. One man lays down on his back.

“Put some baby oil round her bum!”

“Oh no; not that?! No one has ever bum-fucked me; not that please!” But it’s no use.

One man holds me while the other massages baby oil all round my bum crack. Then he passes it to the guy on the floor who covers his hard willie in it. “Oh no; please don`t rape me!” But I am pulled down on my back on top of the guy.

My hands are held while he eases his dick into my bum hole. I cry out in pain and wriggle as he slowly enters my bum and starts to fuck it. That brings tears to my eyes, but the second man lowers himself on top of me and enters my vagina.

Fucked in my ass and pussy at the same time really makes my body writhe. But the third guy straddles us and my mouth is right in line with his prick. I just have time to say “NO” before into my mouth it goes.

Now I am sucking, fucking, and despite myself I am getting aroused, wriggling and writhing with a dick up my bum, one in my pussy and one in my mouth. This is not what I planned to have for tea. I can feel my orgasm building up.

I open my mouth to scream, which is hard to do with a stiff prick inside it. Then my lips clamp hard on the dick in my mouth as my orgasm surges through my wanton body. The guy in my mouth groans “Oh you bitch!” before he grabs my head and shoots his load right down the back of my throat.

As I writhe violently the man in my pussy cries out and shoots his hot sperm deep into my womb. The other guy is still fucking my bum, now becoming a very pleasant feeling. We all just stop the get our breath back, and someone says, “Change places.”

I am pulled up, the dick slips out of my bottom, and I have sperm trickling from my mouth and vagina. The man who used my pussy lays on his back with me on top. Another hard dick enters my bum.

The guy who shot his load in my mouth goes for my vagina. And oh boy; he really rams it up me. The Viagra isn’t giving up yet.

I am being fucked pussy and bum again as the guy who was up my bum straddles us. I look at his dick and then at him. “Oh no don`t! Wash it first; don`t shove it in my mouth!”

I close my lips up tight, my hips still fucking with the two men already inside me. He just nips my nostrils together with his fingers. My mouth opens to breathe and in goes his shit covered dick.

I am sucking my own shit and this guy hasn’t CUM yet. But I hear “Oh god; suck, you dirty bitch!” He grabs my hair and shoots his load and I am swallowing a mix of shit and sperm.

Lucky Girl? My shagging goes on for hours and in different positions. Where all the sperm comes from simply baffles me. I am full of it up my bum and in my womb. And I have lost count of how many times I have swallowed it.

I orgasm three times, the guys more than that, until the Viagra starts to wear off. One by one the men became droopy and exhausted. I am curled up in a ball in the corner, crying softly and ashamed of myself for what I have done.

“We can`t leave her here,” one man says. They are all dressed now, “We have to get rid of her.” I go cold and shiver.

One man goes into another room and comes back with a green clothes line. As I cower in the corner I watch eyes wide with terror as he expertly makes a noose at one end of the line, “Oh no, don`t! I won`t tell anyone what happened! Please don`t do that; please don`t hang me! I have been a good girl and satisfied you all! But the guy cuts off two shorter pieces from the clothes line.

“Get her on her feet and hold her.” I am pulled to my feet, my arms pulled behind me. The green cord ties my hands so tightly it hurts. At the same time the noose is slipped over my head.

He pulls my hair out over it and the noose fits snuggly round my neck. Then my legs are tied just above my knees. “We can`t hang her in here!” one man says.

“This is just a bad dream” I am thinking as my heart pounds wildly.

“No, carry her down to the old privy at the bottom of the garden. Nobody ever goes there.”

A hand is clamped over my mouth and I am carried out of the back door down to the bottom of the garden. One man opens the privy door – DISGUSTING! The smell is foul, the walls and floor filthy. It is one of those old toilets with a metal water tank above the bowl and a chain pull.

“Oh god, not in here! Not like this! Please!” I cry, struggling and kicking.

“Lift her up and hold her!”

Two men lift and hold me about the cracked toilet bowl. The noose man wraps the clothes line round and round the metal water tank, tightening the noose round my neck. By now I am hysterical, pooping, and half weeing, “this can`t be happening!”

“Ok, let go of her” and the last words I ever say are “No; please, no!” They let my body hang. Right away the weight of my struggling body makes the noose tighter and tighter round my neck.

My body jerks and struggles, my feet kicking out trying to find firm ground. I can still see the men who used me and then murdered me. “She was a great shag. Such a waste of a lovely, tight cunt.” Then they are gone, closing the door behind them.

All sorts of things are going through my mind as I struggle in my death throes – my life, my family, my final fucking. My head is on fire feeling as if it is going to burst, my body spasming and kicking as the noose takes me nearer and nearer to my death. Sperm is trickling from my bum and my pussy, and splashes of it run down my bouncing boobs.

I have been well fucked, sucked more dick than I have ever done before. Now I am hanging by my neck dying, my reward for being a good girl.

Now the pain has gone. My eyes are wide open and unseeing. My tongue is just peeping out between my lips, and my boobs are just spasming as my body jumps and jerks. There is deep blackness now. I am dead, hung by my neck in a grotty, dirty shit house. Dorothy Brown is dead, her body cooling and hanging lifeless. No one will ever know how she spent her last few hours on earth.

Love Dottie

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Janet’s gift 4.2 (11)

Posted on February 12, 2017 by riwa

Janet first saw him at the public pool while she was swimming laps. She noticed he was there often… almost every day. It seemed to her like he was scoping out the chicks.

Whenever she wasn’t swimming, she watched him closely. She soon noticed a pattern. Those women who happened to go underwater got his notice most of all.

She saw him watching the ones who jumped into the diving well. It didn’t seem to be their form or technique he was interested in, but rather how long they stayed underwater. Those who stayed down the longest seemed to attract his watchful gaze.

As an experiment, she began doing some dives into the diving pool while he was there. But she made it a point to take her time swimming back up to the surface. As a general rule she was able to stay down longer than many others who used the diving well because she could hold her breath longer

Sure enough, whenever she would surface he would always be looking in her direction. He tried to make it look as though he wasn’t staring. But he was always watching her just the same… and she loved the attention.

Instead of swimming more laps, Janet took to using the diving well more often. She made it a point to stay down longer just to garner his attention. It always seemed to work.

Later on she brought it up with some of the other ladies showering and changing in the locker room. They told her he always came and watched them whenever they would go underwater. A couple of women admitted they had gone out on dates with him. Apparently he was drawn to girls who liked to be fully submerged.

One day while he was there at the pool, Janet went right up and introduced herself to him. She told him she noticed how he always liked to watch her underwater. He said he tried not to stare but that he really enjoyed seeing her below the surface.

She blushed as she offered to go diving for him, saying she would stay down even longer before coming up. He told her how much he would enjoy that. So Janet went over to the diving board and jumped off several times, sometimes taking as long as a minute before surfacing. They seemed to be hitting it off, so she decided to go out on a date with him.

That night while they were eating dinner he revealed to her he had this fetish for seeing women underwater. He told her he liked her physical features, especially the way she looked when she held her breath for so long. Janet beamed at the compliment.

She told him she’d been working on her breath-holding abilities in the pool. She said there were times when she could get up to three minutes or more if she was concentrating. He told her he was interested in seeing that if she would show him someday. So she agreed to go back with him to his place right after supper to demonstrate her breath-holding skills in his private pool.

He took her to his residence and showed her the large pool out back. There were several connecting tunnels going in and out to other smaller pools. He said he liked to watch so much that he’d installed underwater cameras in some locations.

Janet was impressed with his residence and his pool setup. Obviously he had lots of money. But the important thing to her was giving him a nice underwater show. So she slipped into a skimpy yellow bikini she’d brought along before proceeding to show off her stuff.

She swam through his tunnels, frequently staying submerged for as long as 90 seconds at a time. Then she did some breath-holds in the deep end. She found it particularly arousing showing off to him, especially since being underwater for great lengths of time had a way of turning her on as well.

He got in the water in his baggy blue trunks and swam around with her. He also used a handheld underwater camera to take pictures of her while she was holding her breath. She really liked all the attention he was giving her.

After that day she went to the public pool less often, choosing instead to go to his residence for her swims. He would frequently go under with her while taking pictures. Janet almost always became aroused at his attention as well as her long breath-holds. But she never told him how much it turned her on as that information was just a little too intimate for her to feel comfortable sharing with him.

One day Janet showed up without telling him she was coming, only to discover he had another girl naked in his pool. It looked like she was handcuffed to the bottom rung of the metal ladder in the deep end. He was using his scuba gear, offering the regulator to her and then taking it back in an effort to tease and torment her.

Janet’s first reaction was jealousy. It probably shouldn’t have surprised her to see another girl nude in his pool, considering they weren’t an item yet. And she had yet to swim naked for him. But seeing the other woman cuffed to the pool ladder unnerved her so much that she slipped away before he noticed her presence.

Back home, Janet found herself with mixed emotions. She was quite jealous of the other girl taking his attention away from her. What was that bitch doing differently that had caused him to lose interest in her?

Was it the bondage? Was it the nudity? Janet didn’t know for sure. But seeing the young woman in handcuffs made her think he might not have told her the full story of his fetish.

She went back to the public pool for her laps, missing his presence when he wasn’t there. Apparently this other girl had captured his attention, no doubt keeping him preoccupied. What could she do to pull him back in her direction?

She talked to some of the other girls about him, asking what they knew. That’s when she learned something he had not revealed to her before, perhaps out of fear of scaring her away? Apparently he had a drowning fetish.

This sudden revelation instantly clashed with a memory from her past. As a teenager she’d been playing in the pool with a bunch of friends. Eventually they ended up out in the deep end where she wasn’t a very good swimmer.

They began playfully dunking her, keeping her down for longer and longer periods of time. At one point she swallowed water while nobody was paying attention. Her swimming and breath-holding skills were virtually nil. As a result, she sank to the bottom of the pool, drowning all the way down.

When she regained consciousness she discovered she had been pulled out and revived. It had been a frightening experience. But she did remember orgasming just before blacking out.

On that day, Janet told herself it would never happen again. First she would learn how to swim until she’d become the best swimmer she could possibly be. Then she would work on her breath-holding skills so she could hold her breath if she was underwater longer than she’d anticipated.

Janet learned to appreciate the dangers of being in the water if one wasn’t careful. But she also learned to appreciate its allure. Being underwater for a long time had resulted in her experiencing an orgasm as she drowned. And she was curious about the sexual aspect of her frightening experience.

Janet took up swimming on a regular basis in order to stay in shape. But she also made it a point to spend a lot of time being underwater while working on holding her breath. She never told anyone about her experience or her sexual response to the frightening event. But now she was strongly tempted to tell this new guy her secret, especially since she was finding herself more and more attracted to him and was missing his presence.

She finally met up with him at the pool after a long absence. She asked if she could come over to his house for a visit. She was grateful when he agreed, afraid he might have become too intimately involved with that other woman.

Once she was there with him standing outside looking at his pool, she carefully shared her innermost secret. She told him about her drowning experience and about how being underwater for long periods of time resulted in wonderful orgasms. She shared everything, hoping her revelations might bring them closer together and might renew their former relationship.

He looked at her as though captivated by her tale. Then he reached out and took her hand. “Janet, I hope you don’t think ill of me. But I have a secret I want to share with you. Janet, I want you to drown for me. I think you would have a powerful orgasm, and I would really enjoy watching you drown.”

She was aghast, horrified he could ask such a thing of her. She slapped his face hard and then left him standing there as the tears streamed down her cheeks. How the hell could he ask her to do such a thing, especially after the way she’d shared how it had traumatized her so??

She went back to the public pool and avoided further visits to his residence. She saw him infrequently, although he did return to the pool now and then. Whenever he showed up, it seemed it was always with that dirty blonde bitch on his arm so he could watch her dive underwater for him.

The other girls at the pool immediately noticed how jealous and upset Janet was. It didn’t help matters when they told her to forget about him. After all, they’d heard he was taking that girl out on his boat and was going scuba diving with her. Apparently she was succumbing to his charms.

For some reason, hearing that news almost made her cry. She could not believe how attached to him she had become. Hearing he was out with another bitch almost tore her heart out.

Janet went down to the marina and located the boat he owned. She followed them both a couple of times down to the dock, watching from a discreet distance as he headed out to sea with that other girl who was usually wearing very scantily clad swimwear. It was the same bitch she’d seen handcuffed at the bottom of his pool.

Inwardly she found herself wanting to take her place. She wanted to go out on his boat with him. But she remembered what he’d asked her to do for him. How could she submit to such a wicked request?

A couple of weeks passed, only for Janet to feel adrift. She felt drawn to him, becoming jealous whenever she saw him with that bitch. She didn’t realize until now just how much she had enjoyed putting on shows for him, especially the way his swim trunks would tent whenever she was down for a particularly lengthy period of time.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized she might only have one option. It was the one thing that both excited and terrified her. But it might be the only way to get him back.

She secretly took up a scuba diving course. She was an apt pupil, a quick learner who rapidly became certified. Then she decided to seek him out.

He was hardly coming to the public pool anymore. The girls she asked told her they’d seen him around town with this new bitch. Apparently the woman was doing the kind of things he liked her to do in the water. But they believed she had an expensive lifestyle judging by her possessions and the way she looked whenever she came to the pool. A couple of them strongly suspected she might be a gold-digger, after him and his money.

That day Janet made a difficult decision. She gathered her courage and called him up, even though she’d been avoiding him all this time over his crazy request. It was hard for her to be the one to call him first, especially after she’d slapped his face the last time she’d been in his presence. But she swallowed her pride and did it.

When he answered the phone, she told him she’d been thinking about him a lot. She asked how he was getting along with that other girl. He told her she was doing well and that they were going out scuba diving a couple times a week.

Janet told him she’d also learned to scuba dive while they’d been apart. That seemed to get his attention. Then she asked him if he would like to see what she’d learned.

Janet held her breath, unsure what he might say. She had no idea whether or not he’d become too attached to that other girl. To her great delight he said yes. So they set up a date and a time.

Janet’s heart was beating fast. She was finally going to be out with him again… and on his boat no less. And this time she was determined not to let her opportunity slip away, no matter what it might cost her.

On the day of their outing she drove down to the marina, feeling both fearful and excited. He was waiting for her when she got there. Together they climbed aboard and headed out of marina with the promise of an exciting dive together.

Janet showed him the little knapsack she’d brought along with her. She smiled as she told him she would wear what was inside as a special treat for him once they arrived at their destination. His eyes lit up with anticipation.

They arrived at their destination and dropped anchor. The bottom was only thirty or forty feet down. Apparently he wanted to take it easy on her by not diving at a deeper location.

Janet’s heart was beating fast. It was time to put up or shut up. So she gave him her most seductive smile.

She saw him slipping into a black rubber wetsuit. He looked rather attractive in it. But she hoped he would like what she would soon be wearing for him.

“I guess it’s time for me to change,” she told him with a knowing smile. He looked at her knapsack, wondering what she was going to wear. It certainly didn’t look like she’d packed it with very much.

“You’re not going to wear a wetsuit, Janet?”

She shook her head… “No.” Then she turned the knapsack upside down and dumped the contents onto the deck. The only thing that fell out was a hairnet.

His eyes opened in astonishment. “Is that all??”

She smiled coyly as she took her clothes off right in front of him. His eyes got bigger until she finally stood naked before him, pulling down the hairnet over her head to fully contain her flowing tresses. She didn’t want them to get in the way of her facial features at the big moment.

He panted breathlessly… “Gawd; I’d forgotten how beautiful you are!”

She smiled at his remark. Then she saw he appeared to be ready. So she headed for the opening at the back of the boat.

“Wait,” he called out, stopping her as he motioned at the other scuba tank. “Aren’t you gearing up too?”

“No,” she told him as she shook her head. “I won’t be needing it.” Now she was really trembling from a mixture of anxiety and arousal.

“Janet, what’s going on? I thought we were going scuba diving together.”

“You are, but I’m not. You see, I won’t be needing it. That’s because I’ll be breathing off your regulator as we descend. Afterwards, you’ll be bringing me back up in your arms.”

“Bringing you back up in my arms? I don’t understand.”

“That’s because I’ve decided to drown for you.” She had to struggle to get the words out as her heart pounded in her chest.

His eyes nearly bugged out in astonishment. “Janet, are you serious?”

“I’m very serious,” she told him with a smile. Strangely her fear was easing a bit now that she’d said it… although her excitement was growing by leaps and bounds.

“But… but what about what happened to you as a teenager? What about the risks? Don’t you know how dangerous this is?”

“I’m perfectly aware of the risks. But I’m placing myself in your capable hands. I’m doing this because I love you.” There; she’d said it, admitting it to both herself and to him.

“You love me?? Janet, are you sure about this??”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. I want to do this for you. I want to drown for you.”

“Janet, you’re crazy!”

She almost laughed over how funny the contradiction was: showing her willingness to bubble her breath away for him while he was now acting all hesitant about it. “I’ve never been more certain of anything in my entire life. I want to do this for you. It’s my body, and I’m giving it to you.”

“Janet, are you sure?”

“When we’re on the bottom and you’re ready, I’m going to give you back the regulator. Then I’m going to hold my breath for as long as I can until my lungs give out. You’re probably going to see an expression of fear in my eyes at the very last moment as I might react like I want to change my mind during those last few seconds. But I don’t want you to give me any air, understand? And I want you to stop me if I try to break free and head back to the surface.”

He was panting heavily, totally incredulous at this unexpected turn of events. Janet looked down and noticed a very distinct bulge in his rubber wetsuit. It made her smile to herself at the effect she was having on him…

“I’m turning you on, aren’t I. You really want me to drown for you, don’t you.”

“Janet, I don’t know what to say!”

“You don’t have to say anything. Just make sure I don’t get another breath, no matter how much I act like I want it. And make sure I don’t make it back to the surface. Hold onto my body if you must… my spasming, orgasming body. You’re probably going to love me even more when I’m thrashing about drowning in your arms.” She smiled coyly at that last part, noticing how distinct that bulge appeared to be in his crotch.

“Janet, I don’t… I don’t know what…”

“I’m leaving myself in your capable hands. I trust you with whatever decision you decide to make.” And with that she turned and jumped head first off the back of the boat into the water with a splash.

She came up and waved as she tread water, a big smile on her face despite the dreadful anticipation she was experiencing. But for some reason he hadn’t jumped in with her yet. “Well, are you coming in or not? Do I have to go all the way to the bottom and drown all alone? Or are you coming down to enjoy the show?”

“I’m coming with you!” he called out, feeling an excitement he had never known before.

He held his dive mask and regulator to his face as he stepped off the back of the boat. He hit the water with a splash, exhaling bubbles as he finned back up to the surface. Janet swam over to him, her heart beating fast.

“Remember, I don’t come back up with any air in my lungs, ok? Hold on tight no matter how much I fight or struggle. This is my gift to you, so I want you to enjoy yourself.”

He was still incredulous, although he appeared to be warming rapidly to the idea. “Janet, no one has ever done this for me before. I… I don’t know what to say!”

She smiled at how appreciative he seemed to be. She was proving her love for him by taking this very special risk while he watched. It made her feel wonderful knowing no one else had ever done this with him before.

She took a deep breath and then jackknifed downward. He quickly followed her down, using his fins until he easily caught up with her. She had to pull with her arms to get herself down to the sea floor considering how buoyant her large breasts were. But they finally arrived together.

He took the regulator out of his mouth and gave it to her, wondering if she really had taken that scuba course like she’d told him. She accepted it and smiled, putting it into her mouth. She purged it before taking a deep breath.

He couldn’t believe how erotic it was being down here with such a gorgeous, naked mermaid sharing air from his regulator… especially one that wanted to drown for him. That other girl he was seeing was nice enough. But she had never volunteered to go this far. Besides, he had the distinct impression that dirty blonde was in the relationship in order to get whatever she could out of him.

But here was Janet, brazenly offering her life to him. The other one hadn’t offered nearly as much. It aroused him like nothing had ever aroused him before.

They passed the regulator back and forth after taking long, deep breaths. Janet felt herself calming down. A part of her goal was to hold her breath for as long as possible. That way she was virtually guaranteed of achieving that climax she was secretly going for. She hoped the orgasm she wanted to obtain would be worth the price she was about to pay.

She took deep breaths from the regulator before nodding at him… “I’m ready.” Then she took it out of her mouth and gave it back. She watched him put it between his lips, smiling as they hovered just above the sea floor.

He gently held her by her sides, admiring her beauty as she lovingly put her hands on his chest. She looked at him and smiled with all the love she could muster. It really was quite wonderful being down here all alone with him. But soon it was going to get… interesting?

Janet held her breath for a minute easily. He glanced at his watch to note the time. He wanted to see how long she could actually hold it down here before her lungs gave out.

She playfully ground her exposed crotch against his bulge. He was quite hard inside his wetsuit. Damn, this was exciting as hell!

She passed two minutes, still smiling as though it was a piece of cake. She lost a few bubbles out of her nose as she adjusted her position. That’s when she began feeling it in her stomach.

She tried to keep smiling at him, but it was getting harder. Her lungs were starting to strain. Boy, that regulator in his mouth sure looked good right about now. She could use another breath.

What would she do when her body started to panic? Would she fight for his regulator? Would he chicken out and deprive her of being allowed to present him with this special gift by drowning for him? She hoped not, but already she was starting to have second thoughts.

She could feel her pussy getting wet. This was more exciting than she could possibly have imagined. It would be great cumming down here holding her breath were it not for this scary drowning thing she was about to do for him.

Her stomach rippled as she strained to hold her breath. Her nipples hurt from protruding so much. Her pussy throbbed as her chest heaved.

She began to struggle a little in his grasp. A part of her wanted him to hold on. But what felt like a greater part of her wanted him to let her go.

What the hell was she thinking, agreeing to something as stupid as this?? Was she out of her cotton-pickin’ mind?? Janet had to consciously remind herself she was doing this out of her love for him.

A strong convulsion in her chest made her try to pull away instinctively, only for him to pull her naked body close. It calmed her down for a moment as she momentarily smiled reassuringly at him. Then she humped against his wetsuit, noting how hard his bulge had become.

She lost a few more bubbles out of her mouth as that urge to bolt for the surface hit her hard. Her eyes flew open in alarm as she struggled to break free, wanting him to let her go. She had reached that point where she was changing her mind. Gawd; was he really going to drown her down here??

She began to thrash about in his grasp, struggling to get away. He pulled her tight to his body, humping against her from the eroticism of it all. Her fear and growing panic were really turning him on.

Her lungs strained; she was beyond three minutes. She would have been proud of her time holding her breath were she not so anxious to get another hit of air. She cried out as she struggled instinctively in his grasp, only to feel his wetsuited body press up tight against her.

Janet shook her head, a part of her feeling grateful she’d used the hairnet so he could watch her expression. Then she screamed her breath away as he pulled her even tighter to his body. Panic was setting in; she wanted to breathe.

Her mind told her to calm down and accept the inevitable, especially since she was doing this for him. But her body rebelled. Five more agonizing seconds went by before she couldn’t hold her breath anymore.

The rest of her air exploded out of her mouth as she gulped in a big mouthful of water. Her pussy spontaneously squirted as she orgasmed hard, her back arching as she instinctively humped against his bulge. Then he was creaming himself in his wetsuit as she started spasming and convulsing, gulping down lungful after lungful of seawater.

It hurt so badly; this was far worse than drowning as a teen. And yet it felt more sexual than any other time she had ever experienced an orgasm. Janet bucked and shuddered in his grasp as he held her tight, lovingly accepting every moment of her precious gift to him. Then she finally went limp in his grasp.

He stared at her in astonishment as she looked at him with horror in her expression. Gawd; she was more beautiful than he had ever imagined. A muscle twitched as a few stray bubbles slipped out of her gaping mouth. Then his legs started pumping instinctively as he finned the two of them back up to the surface…

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Janet slowly opened her eyes, noticing he was kneeling above her on the deck of his boat. She felt sore all over. And yet she felt as though she had experienced an unbelievable orgasm.

“Did I do it?” she panted tiredly, trying to smile up at him. “Did I drown for you?”

“Yes… yes you did. Gawd, Janet; I love you.”

“You didn’t let me go or give me any air, did you? I can’t seem to remember what happened down there.”

You spasmed in my arms as you drowned, darling. I creamed myself as you drowned for me. It was wonderful.”

“I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Janet. Let’s head back to the marina.” And with that he helped her up into a seat on his boat to make her more comfortable before pulling up the anchor and starting the motor…

© 2017 (written for Skip and Janet Jan 11 ’17 by riwa)

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Condom roulette (15&16) 4.2 (5)

Posted on February 6, 2017 by riwa

15

By now I had pretty much dropped any inhibitions I might have had where Nikki and Dana were concerned. I finished strapping the ball-gag into Nikki’s mouth and then started groping and fondling her boobs. She moaned and whimpered, no longer able to give us an opinion as to her possible fate.

“Are you scared or horny?” I asked her with a chuckle.

She let out a muffled grunt as her husband held onto her from behind. The look on his face seemed to indicate he was eager to play. “I’d say she’s a little bit of both,” he told me with amusement.

Eric looked at both women and then turned to me with a knowing smile. “Isn’t something missing, Alison?”

“What? What’s missing?” So he came over to me and whispered it into my ear.

My grin blossomed from ear to ear. “Of course. You’re right as usual, honey.” Then I told everyone, “Be right back” as I made a second pilgrimage to the bedroom.

When I returned I had some ornamental decorations in my hand. I gave a couple to Eric who took them over to Dana as I went to work on Nikki. Both women grunted in alarm, their eyes flying open at the nipple clamps and little weights in our hands. Hell, if we were going to go this far, they deserved the full treatment in case one of them was going to be putting on her last performance in the next few minutes.

“This is for all that fun you two had fucking me with the strap-ons,” I told her as I applied alligator clamps to Nikki’s nipples. She let out a muffled scream as I clipped them on. Behind me I heard Dana giving out little muffled yelps as Eric readied her nipples for the accessories.

“Damn, you guys are kinky!” Daniel observed with admiration.

“Tomorrow we’re going to the sex shop downtown and picking you up some special jewelry!” Dustin added with a laugh as he grinned at his whimpering wife. Maybe he assumed she was going to survive this. Maybe she was.

We added some weights to those clamps on their nipples. Nikki let out muffled yips and moans while Dana writhed and whimpered. Then they were ready for their rides with the condoms of death.

“To the bedroom!” Dustin declared, lifting his arm up grandly as he shook his wife by her shoulders. She let out another whimper, although she looked sexy as hell. I saw her pussy glistening with moisture.

“I think your husbands want to risk you bitches,” I chuckled at Nikki. For good measure I grabbed the weights on her nipples and gave them a little pull. Her cry of pain was a total turn-on.

Her husband was no help to her at all. He just laughed at her as he remarked, “I guess you should have been nicer to Alison while we were out of the house, honey.”

It wasn’t long before we were all back in the bedroom. The guys quickly stripped, revealing hard cocks from just how horny they’d all become. Apparently they were ready for more fucking.

Just for fun I got onto my knees and started sucking the husbands while grinning lasciviously at their wives standing naked with their jewelry pulling on their sensitive nipples… “Mmmm; tastes great. Too bad you two can’t enjoy one last suck. Maybe one of you has already sucked her last cock tonight. What happens if you’re lucky enough… or unlucky I should say? …to draw the condom of death? That would mean not getting to taste another cock ever again; am I right?” I couldn’t resist being a little wicked while enjoying myself.

Eric had a woman in each arm while I tended to Daniel and Dustin. He was enjoying reaching around and pulling on those nipple weights as he watched me suck off their husbands. So I asked him, “Which one of those two bitches do you like, honey?”

He turned to one and said, “I think Dana here wants my cock again; am I right, hun?”

I watched as pulled on her nipple weights. She let out a muffled cry as he reached down and fingered her wet cunt, causing her to writhe and moan as drool gathered around the gag in her mouth. “I’d say this sexy bitch gets to risk my condom of death.”

Eric didn’t seem too worried about risking another man’s wife, especially with Daniel egging him on while I was slurping on his meat. Dana’s husband added, “I can’t wait to watch those weights bounce from your tits, honey.” From the look in her eyes I don’t think she knew whether to be frightened or excited.

“So what are we going to do now?” Daniel asked. Dustin and Eric looked at me as though I was in charge of this round. That was fine with me as I certainly had something in mind.

“Ok, guys,” I told the husbands. “Lie flat on your backs on the floor with your heads pointing at each other.” Nikki and Dana grunted as they both gave me worried looks.

The guys laid out on the floor with their cocks saluting the situation. I instructed my husband to get their wives to straddle them. “Nikki gets to ride Dustin while Dana gets Daniel.”

“What about the condoms, honey?”

“In a minute, dear.”

Both women looked nervous as they straddled the other’s husband. At least they weren’t wearing a condom so they shouldn’t have been worried about impaling themselves. They both carefully knelt and straddled the men, moaning as they slowly took those tasty dicks inside their sexy cunts. The weights dangling from their nipples gave me erotic shivers as I remembered how many times Eric had “decorated” me.

“Now honey,” I told hubby as I gave him one of the latex gloves before pointing him over to the box. “Pick one out. Hell, any one will do.” So he pulled one out in a blue wrapper.

“My turn,” I said, giving the whimpering women a sly grin as I pulled out the last red one. Then I instructed my husband as I pointed over at Nikki… “You get Dana while I fuck this bitch over here.”

Daniel’s wife grunted in alarm as she knelt impaled on Dustin’s cock. Her eyes flashed with understanding as I picked up one of the strap-ons and attached it around my waist. Daniel looked at me in surprise as he asked, “You mean you and Eric will be wearing the condoms as you fuck our wives??”

“ASS-fuck your wives,” I corrected with a chuckle. “Got a problem with that?”

“Hell no! I fucking love it! We’ll double-team the sexy bitches while you and Eric fuck their asses with those condoms!”

Nikki grunted in alarm at her husband. But she must have been aroused as hell because it looked like she was soaking Dustin with her flowing juices. Dana’s expression made it look like she appeared caught between sexual excitement and apprehension.

I looked at my husband as I knelt behind Nikki and Dustin. “Ready, honey?” I asked. He just smiled and nodded as he knelt down as well.

“Go” and we both applied our condoms. Then I cackled, “Now ride those cocks as we fuck your asses, bitches!”

Nikki and Dana grunted as they were forced to bounce up and down, their husbands eagerly helping while making those weights from their nipples dangle deliciously. Daniel smiled at me as he told me, “Alison, I think you’re a fucking genius.”

“You guys don’t mind if we fuck their asses with condoms, do you?”

“Well, I might be a little sad if Dana bites the big one,” Dustin observed while enjoying Nikki bouncing up and down on his dick, those weights pulling on her nipples and bringing out muffled yips. “But I can’t be too angry or disappointed considering you’ve taken more condoms tonight than the two of them put together. Besides, I always thought this bitch was one hot fuck; eh, Nikki?”

He reached up and groped her boobs as she grunted and moaned. Then he jerked on her nipple weights. She yelped again as more drool accumulated around the ball-gag in her mouth.

I got right behind her and started to push my condom-covered strap-on inside her ass. She really grunted as I forced it right in. I loved the way it made her jerk and groan.

I looked across to see Eric working his cock into Dana’s ass as well. “Do you like it this way, baby?” I asked him as I pushed all the way into my bitch and then started to thrust. “This way you can watch Nikki’s face as she dies or I can watch Dana’s if she’s the one to go.” He just smiled as he replied, “You are one sick, sexy bitch, honey!”

“I’ll miss you if you go, honey!” Dustin said to his wife as he looked back to see her getting it up her cunt and ass. “But if you’re going to go, at least you can go out with a bang!”

“One hell of a bang, right bitch?” I cackled as I thrust harder up Nikki’s ass.

Normally I prefer being on the submissive side of things. But having Eric and I fuck these bitches up their sexy asses, knowing any time one of them could keel over from the ultimate lethal fuck, had me all hot and bothered. I decided I was really going to enjoy raping a couple orgasms out of Nikki’s ass while those weights pulled on her nipples. And if she survived I decided I was going to try raping a couple more out of her.

“Oh fuck!” Dustin declared as he and I worked Nikki over good. She was whimpering and moaning as though she didn’t know what the hell to do with herself. The more she grunted, the harder I thrust into her tight ass.

I looked over and saw my husband really giving Dana’s butthole a good pounding. Her eyes were rolled into the back of her head as she rode Daniel’s cock like a pro, those nipple weights bouncing like crazy. If she was going to go, it looked like she was going to try to enjoy herself the whole way down.

I watched Eric thrust into Dustin’s wife until we sort of set up a rhythm together. We thrust hard as though we were ass-fucking our bitches in unison. I loved watching those weights on her tits bounce in time to his thrusts.

Their husbands kept declaring how hot it was while telling their wives to go ahead and go out in a blaze of glory. I couldn’t see Nikki’s face. But if it was anything like what was reflected in Dana’s eyes then I knew she was having one hell of a ride.

Nikki started grunting, causing me to thrust harder to make those weights bounce off her tits. Dana joined in, her muffled groans sounding incredibly erotic. The guys just kept egging us on as those bitches rode their cocks… “Fuck my wife’s ass, Alison… ride that ass and kill that sexy bitch… gawd, she looks so fucking hot…” “Damn, Eric, you’re giving my Dana a really good pounding… hey, baby, are you getting close to dying yet? You look so fucking incredible being fucked in the ass like that while Daniel fucks your cunt! Those weights are really bouncing off your tits! Do you like them?”

I don’t know if it was perfect timing or what. One second my husband and I were fucking the shit out of those two sweet asses. Then next they were tipping their heads back and letting out muffled cries of orgasm. It was arousing as hell; I nearly climaxed right along with them!

I watched as Eric suddenly lashed out and started choking Dana with his bare hands. Fuck; what inspiration! So I lashed out and started choking Nikki as well. “Let’s take these two bitches to hell, baby!” I declared as I squeezed hard.

We both started pounding their asses as they let out muffled grunts and cries. I saw Dana’s eyes roll as my Eric choked the shit out of her. Then she was cumming all over Daniel’s cock. Underneath me Nikki shuddered hard until I decided she’d had enough choking.

I let go of her neck as Eric and I eased back until we were giving those asses a nice, slow rhythmic fuck. I was sweating up a storm, although I noticed I wasn’t the only one bathed in perspiration. Then I saw Daniel’s hands fly up as he started choking Dana while she rode his cock. Beneath me I heard Nikki give out a muffled glurk as Dustin’s hands wrapped around her throat as well.

I heard Dana’s husband cry out, “Fuck her ass hard, Alison! I’m gonna choke the fucking bitch!” So I started thrusting harder. Across from me I saw Daniel squeezing Dana’s neck until her face really started turning red as Eric began to fuck her ass hard again. Damn, were their husbands actually going to finish the job the condoms had apparently failed to do?

© 2016 (written for Bedeyes Nov 1 ’16 by riwa)

 

16

Eric pulled on Dana’s weights to her nipple clamps. She jerked a little, but her face was so red and she was struggling to breathe to the point where I’m not sure she noticed. Then it looked like she started cumming all over Daniel’s cock.

Beneath me Nikki shuddered as Dustin choked the shit out of her. It felt like she was all caught up in one orgasmic feedback loop. She was squeezing so hard I could barely shove the strap-on in and out of her ass.

Dustin suddenly let go. Nikki toppled over sideways, looking like she wasn’t breathing at all as I slid right out of her ass and hit the floor with her. Across from me Dana virtually did the same thing, her face a deep shade of red as she collapsed in a heap.

I figured Nikki needed to breathe right away. So I scrambled to unstrap that ball-gag and pull it out of her mouth. I got it loose but I had to work to get it out as her teeth were really clamped down on it.

I noticed Eric and Daniel working on Dana. My husband was working to remove the ball-gag as Nikki’s husband tried to unclasp the nipple clamps. I knew from past experience how much it hurt taking them off. But she was barely breathing to the point where I’m not even sure she noticed.

Nikki’s chest suddenly rose and fell. It made me feel a little bit better. I guess I was more shocked we might have killed them than I thought I would be.

They got to breathing on their own as Dustin went into the kitchen and got them something to drink. They were a little dehydrated, gulping down the water he gave them. Then he gave them a shot of something alcoholic.

They both finally started to come around. “Are you as sore as I am?” Nikki asked Dana. Her friend nodded weakly.

“How was it?” Daniel wanted to know.

Dana replied, “For a minute there I didn’t think I was ever going to stop cumming. All that pain and not being able to breathe with cocks in both holes? It’s a miracle I’m still here!”

“What about you?” I asked Nikki.

She gave me a wry smile before replying, “I probably deserved that. At first it kinda hurt. I think you were really enjoying yourself. Then the pleasure took over and I didn’t think it was ever going to stop.”

“And you,” she added, glaring at Dustin before a smile suddenly blossomed all over her face. “I thought you were really going to kill me with your bare hands! That literally sent me into orbit!”

“And the condoms?” Eric wanted to know.

“That was pretty fucking scary for a moment there,” Dana responded. “But the thought of being double-teamed and fucked to death sort of kicked in at one point. I was both terrified and aroused as hell. I think that really added to my orgasms.” She looked at me before finishing with, “No wonder you’re so fucking addicted!”

“Crazy, isn’t it?” I told them with a grin. “At first you don’t think you want to… you think it’s the stupidest idea known to man. But once you get started and you’re being fucked using a condom, you start wondering maybe you’ll die or maybe you won’t. It really heightens the fear and arousal until you’re so blotto with orgasms you don’t know which end is up.”

“You got that right,” Nikki admitted. “Fuck, I’m still feeling aftershocks. Those nipple weights were wicked good!”

“Blame that on my sadistic husband.”

Eric just grinned at me. Then he told Dustin and Daniel, “For a minute there I thought maybe you two were going to kill each other’s wife.”

“She was really milking my cock,” Dustin admitted as he grinned at Nikki. “It felt amazing. Hell, I think I shot a gallon up her pussy when I finally did cum.”

“I’m a fucking mess,” Nikki told him with a weary smile. She leaned over and gave him a deep, soulful kiss. Then she moved over next to her husband and snuggled up to him.

“I never thought wife-swapping would be this intense,” my husband chuckled as he shook his head.

“That’s because we had no idea your death-laced condoms would add so much eroticism to the night,” Nikki replied. “You should have seen us fucking your wife with the strap-ons. Hell, she was going nuts… almost as though she wanted to die!”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” I chuckled nervously.

“I don’t know,” Dana added. You sure were cumming up a storm. Hell, for a moment there you acted like you didn’t want us to stop.”

“The hell I didn’t!”

“Liar,” she proclaimed, and we all laughed good-naturedly.

I crawled over and cuddled with Eric. “So was fucking Nikki and Dana everything you thought it would be?”

“I didn’t know what it was going to be like,” he admitted. “…certainly not with the night we’ve had using those condoms.”

“Think you’d ever be up for it again?” Dana challenged.

“I might.” Eric grinned like the cat that had just swallowed the canary.

“I could use another drink,” Nikki observed. So we all got up from the floor and headed into the dining room. Eric and I brought some bottles from the liquor cabinet and proceeded to mix a few drinks.

I went to the kitchen and made sure we also got some water. After all, we didn’t want to risk too much dehydration. Then we sat around the table talking about the evening’s activities.

The discussion got pretty raunchy as to who had done what to whom. But there were no inhibitions between us. Hell, all of those had fallen away a long time ago. It was as though we were old friends talking about our most recent sexual exploits in extremely graphic detail.

I thought the evening was going to wind down. But about fifteen minutes later with all that lewd talk, I noticed the girl’s nipples were protruding again. I put my hand in Eric’s crotch and discovered he was getting hard.

“Fuck!” I blurted out. “Are we going to have to finish this evening off by blowing our husbands?”

“That reminds me,” Nikki observed. “It just occurred to me.”

“What?”

“You’ve taken condoms from almost everyone tonight.”

“Almost?? Who the hell did I leave out??”

“Why your husband of course!”

We all laughed at that. I was trying to remember if any of us had fucked our own husbands. The night was becoming a blur of orgasms and adult beverages. I was curious just how much of this I was going to remember in the morning. I hoped it would be all the erotic parts.

“Don’t you think you should fuck Eric right about now?”

“I can fuck him anytime I want, Dana.”

“Yeah, hun. But what if we want to watch?”

“You’ve already watched me fuck everyone else tonight.”

“Yeah, but not Eric with a condom.”

“You want me to fuck Eric with a condom??”

“Why not?” Now Nikki was getting in on it. The bitch was smiling as though she was eager to see what I would look like dying with my cunt impaled on my husband’s glorious cock.

“Don’t you think we’ve had enough?” That was from Daniel. It was nice at least one of us was trying to use some common sense.

Dustin asked, “How many condoms are left in the box?” Both Nikki and Dana looked at me as though the night was not yet officially over.

I did some mental calculations in my head. But Eric was a little faster as he told them, “Five… I think.”

“Perfect,” Nikki giggled. “You’ve only got a one-in-five chance of drawing the deadly one, Alison. How about it?”

“I’ve had four already,” I replied indignantly. But I was already starting to think about it. The problem was: the idea was starting to make me wet at the thought of Eric sending me straight to hell with his cock up my cunt… the perfect ending to a crazy night.

I suddenly realized I had to put a stop to this before I was dead by morning. So I looked both bitches in the eyes… “Not unless you each try one with me!”

They both inhaled sharply. Obviously they hadn’t considered I might throw that out. I heard Dustin mutter, “The bitch is fucking crazy.” Then I saw the look in Dana’s eyes.

…and then I looked at Nikki and saw what was reflected in her expression…

Holy shit! Were those crazy bitches actually giving it some thought??

© 2016 (written for Bedeyes Nov 12 ’16 by riwa)

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(AF’s) Corporate Spy 4.3 (7)

Posted on January 30, 2017 by riwa

Allison opened the door, walked into her apartment and sat down at the kitchen table. She started sorting through the mail awaiting her. That’s when she came across a blank envelope.

Concerned, she opened it and pulled out the single folded sheet of paper it contained. These were the words she read:

Agent Black

Weapons system computer disks stolen last night.

Disks hidden by thief in private residence pool.

Report to headquarters immediately for recovery assignment.

She sighed. Another assignment. So she quickly reported in and got the location of her target. With a bag of equipment she might need already in her vehicle, she set out.

She parked her vehicle, retrieved her bag and then walked through a set of woods until she came upon a dock she’d previously scoped out. She inflated the tube and set it in the water. Then she set her equipment bag inside the tube.

She’d already concluded the safest way to get to the thief’s residence without being seen was to cut through the woods and cross this body of water. That way she could enter through the back yard.  So she sprawled across the tube and started paddling her way across.

The director had given her this assignment personally, knowing her breath-holding skills. This might be an underwater operation if she couldn’t retrieve the disks right away. If she were successful, Alison believed a promotion might be in the works.

Reaching the dock on the other side, she grabbed her gear and headed into more woods in the direction of the house. The pool should be out back, easy to find and partially obscured. She hoped she could get in and get out with the disks without being observed.

She carefully crossed an open area. She was in pretty good shape. If she did encounter the thief or any guards, she figured she would be able to handle herself without too much trouble so long as there weren’t too many of them.

She came up to a fence and peeked around it, immediately discovering the pool. So the information was correct. The disks had to be in the pool.

She entered the patio and looked down into the water. That’s when she found a small black bag handcuffed to the bottom of the pool ladder. It was far enough down to where she would have to hold her breath. She was going to get wet on this one.

She pulled off her shorts, not wanting to get them soaked. After all, she figured her panties would dry quickly enough. Besides, she wasn’t planning on hanging out and sunning herself afterwards.

She pulled a weight belt out of her bag and strapped it on. She didn’t want buoyancy to be a hindrance. She also pulled out a length of plastic hose and tied one end to the top of the pool ladder. This way she wouldn’t have to hold her breath. Then she pulled out a lock-picker she’d wisely brought along.

She put the other end of the plastic hose into her mouth. So far so good; she was getting the air she would need. Satisfied she could breathe through the hose, she stepped down into the pool.

She felt a refreshing chill, although the water was not too cold. It was a good thing she’d brought a weight belt along. She didn’t want to deal with floating up toward the surface while she was in the middle of retrieving the disks in that container.

She breathed through the hose as she checked the handcuffs. They looked ordinary enough, something she should be able to open quickly. A minute or two and she should be out of here. Hell, she almost didn’t need the hose, although she was glad she’d brought it along.

She went to work on the cuff holding the bag. She pried and twisted with her little lock-opening device. But it was proving stubborn. Now she was glad she’d brought the hose along.

Up at the house, a woman stepped outside to have a look. She felt uneasy, especially with the stolen disks in her possession. She would sure be glad when her boss finally sent someone to take them off her hands.

On impulse, she headed down to the pool to check on the disks. Losing them would mean her life. She almost wished she wasn’t the one who had stolen them in the first place.

She peeked around the fence, only to let out a curse under her breath. Lying on the ground were a pair of shorts, a bag, and a plastic hose tied to the pool ladder. A careful check revealed the intruder was still in her pool.

What should she do now? If she went to call someone, the woman might get the disks and disappear. She suspected it would be up to her to deal with the bitch herself.

She walked to the edge and looked down into the water. She saw a slender young woman trying to pick the lock and free the bag. A moment later the cuff opened, allowing the bag to settle onto the pool floor.

That settled it; there was no time to call anyone. She would have to take care of this herself. She slipped out of her heels as she certainly wasn’t going to risk damaging them in chlorinated water. Then she jumped into the pool.

Alison was surprised when the cuff opened. The bag with the disks inside went right to the bottom of the pool. Now all she had to do was pick it up and then get the hell out of here.

She had just picked it up when she heard a splash. Immediately she was attacked by a woman. Was this bitch the thief who had stolen the disks?

There was a struggle underwater. Alison clung to the bag as the woman grappled with her. But she wasn’t about to let the disks out of her possession now.

She was so busy trying to hang onto the bag that she didn’t see the woman wrestle her close to the pool ladder. With a swift motion, the woman grabbed an arm and cuffed her wrist. Alison grunted in alarm as she gasped for breath through the plastic hose still in her mouth.

With a hard jerk, the woman pulled the bag out of her hands. Then she climbed up the ladder out of the pool. Alison had lost the bag… and now she was cuffed to the ladder. And she no longer had the lock-picker in her hand!

The thief looked down into the water. “This will take care of you,” she said to herself as she pulled on the plastic hose. She pulled it out of the intruder’s mouth and all the way out of the pool so the bitch couldn’t use it to get any air.

She looked down into the pool, making sure it looked like the intruder wasn’t getting out any time soon. Then she headed back up to the house. She had to place a call asking what they wanted her to do with the body once the bitch drowned in her pool.

In the span of a few horrific seconds, Allison’s world had been thrown into chaos. One minute she had successfully picked the lock and released the package. Now she was cuffed to the pool ladder after some bitch had caught her by surprise. To make matters worse, she had dropped the lock picker once the bag had come free… and the bitch had pulled her hose up, leaving her with just the air in her lungs!

Alison struggled to free herself from the handcuffs. Without the lock-picker, she might not be able to get the damned thing open! She struggled as she tried to pull her wrist out of the cuff.

Her lungs were already beginning to burn from the energy she’d used to fight the woman off. She wouldn’t be able to hold her breath much longer! As the urge to breathe became intense, she clamped a hand over her mouth in a frantic attempt to keep from inhaling.

She yanked against the cuff, but she couldn’t get her wrist free. Her lungs heaved, instinctively causing her to plug her nose. Alison knew she was almost out of breath. How had this assignment gone downhill so damned fast??

She jerked against the cuffs as air burst out of her mouth. First she tried ripping her wrist out. Then she clanked against the cuffs as she jerked and pulled. A massive convulsion hit her hard, her stomach rippling as her lungs heaved.

She winced as she strained to hold her breath for as long as she could. But it was just no use. As she covered her mouth and tried to pinch her nose shut, she lost a big burst of air as she convulsed painfully.

She went into severe convulsions as her body jerked and hitched. She kept swallowing water, only to cough hard before inhaling another mouthful. It hurt like hell until she finally went limp.

The weight belt pulled her down at an angle as she hung tethered to the pool ladder. Her lifeless eyes stared in shock as her lips remained parted. Her last thought was how her boss would kill her for not retrieving the stolen disks. Then consciousness faded away as she hung with her wrist tethered to the pool ladder.

Up at the house, the thief finished her call. They would dispose of the body once they came for the disks. Then she would be out of it.

She went back down and checked her pool. The intruder hadn’t gotten away. She smiled to herself as she headed back to the house, proud of the way she’d taken care of it herself.

© 2005; 2017 (written Apr 16 ’05; ed. Jan 28 ‘17 by riwa)

(Pictures and story idea are from Aqua fantasies Mermaids in Peril Vol 4. Pictures are used for illustration purposes only.)

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Rainbow Machine 4.4 (16)

Posted on January 24, 2017 by riwa

It was just a girlie get together at my friend Peggy`s home between Samantha, Me and Peggy`s elderly aunt who had emigrated from Germany in the early 1950s. Mostly it was just small talk including things of a sexual nature like how big a penis could a vagina take and things like that. We’re not exactly a group known for talking about flowers and cookbooks.

We were sipping tea when there was a knock on the door. In walked Connie, our friend from America. “I just called to see you guys before I fly home. I don`t fly out for another four hours yet, so I thought I’d stop by for a few minutes.” Naturally we welcomed her inside.

Connie`s sister and her husband were with her. “Is it ok if we leave her with you for an hour, Peggy, while we go shopping? Then we’ll come back and take her to Heathrow for her flight home.”

“No problem,” Peggy said with a dismissive wave. “You go shopping; she’ll be fine with us.” And with that Connie`s sister and her husband were gone.

Peggy looked at us and smiled. “Would you girls like to see my latest invention down in the basement?” She was very inventive and we were curious as hell. So off we went down into the basement.

We came across this strange contraption in the center of the room. Actually it was just a metal plate in the floor. Above was a metal chain which could be pulled up or down.

“So what is this, Peggy?” I asked curiously.

“Haven’t given it a name yet,” she replied.” Haven’t even tried it out yet.” Then she turned to Connie.

“How about you, darling? Would you be willing to give it a try before you fly out?”

Connie thought about it for a moment. “Why not?” she replied with a smile. “Of course I will.” Peggy was always good for something kinky and erotic.

“Great. You need to undress, Connie. Don’t worry about the rest of us watching; we’re all friends here.”

“No problem.”

Connie quickly undressed, revealing a stunning figure. She was only twenty-nine years old and had never had children. So her body was in perfect condition. And with her golden blonde hair hanging over her shoulders she looked sensational.

“Step onto the metal plate, Connie. Hold your hands above your head while I shackle them to the ring hook above you.”

Peggy proceeded to secure her arms above her head. Now Connie really looked sensational, her thirty four C boobs standing out magnificently. Then Peggy locked her feet to the metal base in the floor until Connie was completely helpless.

“Kinky, Peggy,” she giggled. “Ok; so what happens now?”

Peggy produced a tin full of some kind of gel. Then she started to rub it all over Connie`s stunning body. Immediately she began to balk as she wriggled uncertainly…

“Hey; hang on there! I can’t go on the plane all covered in this stinking stuff!”

“Not to worry, Connie,” Peggy told her. “You can shower and clean yourself up after we’re done down here.”

Once she was ready we all stood around looking at Connie standing there smeared with gel and looking sexy as hell. Then I looked enquiringly at Peggy and asked, “So now what happens?”

“Just wait,” she replied with a knowing grin. “You girls might want to take a step back though.”

We all stepped back, curious as to what was going to happen next. Suddenly jets of flame shot up from all around the metal plate in the floor. Connie let out a startled scream… “My gawd, Peggy, what are you doing to me??”

“Stay calm” was Peggy’s reply, her eyes twinkling as she smiled at her. A moment later Connie’s body caught fire and became fully engulfed.

It quickly became apparent all that gel was highly flammable. The scream that came out of Connie`s mouth was indescribable. Soon she actually started changing color.

Her writhing body began to glow from red to blue with greenish tints all mixed in as the flames licked hungrily at her flesh. She looked utterly amazing all ablaze like that. In agony she threw her head back until seconds later all that beautiful blonde hair was gone.

Her lower body glowed green as the upper part of her turned a purple hue. Her head was fully engulfed, lit up in a fiery red. She looked like an amazing, colorful candle all lit up like that as she let out one last, agonizing scream.

Just then her sister came down stairs. She walked in and said, “I forgot to ask you about next week.” Then she caught sight of the writhing colorful flames and gasped in astonishment, “Is that Connie?”

“Sure is,” Peggy replied with a grin.

“Gawd, she looks fantastic! Look at the way her body is glowing in all those different colors! Damn, Peggy!”

There were no more sounds from Connie, surely she was gone. But amazingly her burning body continued to gyrate. Her boobs were on fire and I swear they were melting, the fat from them falling to sizzle upon the metal plate she was standing on.

The colors kept coming – blue, pink, green and red. Connie`s body was a mass of mixed colors, green up to her waist, a purple-blue chest and her flaming red head. By now her skin was almost gone as her bones were beginning to show through.

Her breast bone appeared first, followed by her rib cage. Then I saw the bones in her legs. It was amazing the way the chains were still holding her upright.

Her bones burnt several minutes more until her wrists gave out in the chains above. What was left of a once beautiful girl fell in a heap onto the metal plate still glowing rainbow colors with bright red in the center. I heard Samantha gasp; one look told me she was orgasming.

Peggy groaned too as she orgasmed a few moments later. I wasn’t far behind, cumming shamefully. I tried to be silent, but my orgasm was so intense I screamed aloud.

The sight of Connie burning and melting was so erotic none of us could help ourselves. The metal plate glowed red and then turned white hot as it converted Connie`s bones into powder. We all watched open-mouthed at what was happening to her remains.

The metal plate suddenly swung open. Connie’s ashes fell away into the sewers below, more than twenty feet under the building. Peggy used a high powered water jet to remove what was left before locking the metal plate back into position. Then we were all standing there looking at what we’d first seen when we’d entered an empty basement. It was as though nothing had happened.

“I think I’ll call it my rainbow machine,” Peggy announced with a smile. “To be honest I never expected it to work so perfectly and put out all those colors.” Then she looked right at me as she added, “You know? I think we should use it again real soon.”

A cold shiver ran up my spine. Strangely it was not out of fear, but rather a perverse excitement. Was she implying I was going to be her next victim on her rainbow machine?

“I guess you saved us a trip,” Connie`s sister told Peggy with a smile. “We won`t need to go to Heathrow after all, now that Connie is gone. She did look sensational as she burnt in so many different colors.”

Peggy`s aunt who had never said a word the entire time suddenly spoke up. “I was only seven years old during the Second World War and when the fire storm ripped through Hamburg. People were running around in flames burning in different colors before falling dead in the street. I never thought I would see anything like that ever again. But Connie glowed just like they did.”

That night I couldn’t sleep. I kept tossing and turning remembering Connie burning as I experienced orgasm after orgasm. And I kept remembering the look on Peggy`s face when she had looked at me and said, “We must do this again soon.”

Was I going to be her next “rainbow”? Was I going to be consumed the way Connie had been devoured by the flames? I shuddered from another intense orgasm before I fell into a deep sleep, totally exhausted.

Two weeks later my phone rang. “Hi Dorothy. It`s Peggy. We’re having another girlie get-together next Tuesday. Can you come round about seven? I’ve got a new girl coming by and I want to show her the basement. I have someone special in mind for her to watch in my color machine.”

Bloody hell. Was I about to become her next rainbow? I got the shivers something fierce as I told her I would be there.

(written by Dorothy; ed. by riwa)

I called a cab and headed over, my heart in my chest. Was Peggy going to burn me in her rainbow machine? Or did she have another woman in mind? Maybe she was inviting me because she remembered how loudly I had orgasmed watching Connie turn into a fiery rainbow.

Aw, hell; who was I kidding? I was almost certain she planned on burning me. So why the hell was I going over in the first place??

I had a couple of new girls in town and I was anxious to show them my rainbow machine. I had already picked out a deserving candidate too. I had always wanted Dorothy for myself but she was never interested. Now I was going to give her husband James a chance to go out and pick up a new bitch to fuck.

I knocked on Peggy’s door and she opened it right up. She smiled when she saw it was me. “So glad you could come over for girlie night, love.” But the way she looked at me made my heart leap into my throat as I got really wet down below.

Samantha was there but apparently her elderly aunt couldn’t make it. Instead she introduced me to a couple of other lovely ladies – Cyndi and Caroline. Both looked very attractive.

Peggy poured me some tea as I took up a seat in the living room. Then we began chatting about girlie stuff again. As usual it was about sexual things, mostly of a lesbian nature. All that did was make me wriggle and squirm as I found the subject both embarrassing and arousing.

Peggy asked if we wanted to go downstairs and see her rainbow machine. She looked me right in the eye when she said it. Instantly I gasped for breath as I got really wet down below.

Cyndi and Caroline were both curious about my machine. I’d already secretly told Samantha who I wanted to star in my little demonstration. She told me she was really looking forward to watching our sexy Dorothy burn.

I led them all downstairs to my special room. I’m sure it looked totally innocent to Cyndi and Caroline with only that metal plate in the floor and that chain dangling from the ceiling.  I looked at Dorothy but she seemed breathless as hell and looked like she was trying not to hyperventilate. So I decided to prolong the mystery a little of who I had already picked out by asking everyone to strip.

“My machine works best when we’re all naked,” Peggy told everyone. I gave her a dubious eye; that was a bold-faced lie. I think she just wanted to see everyone’s body the moment someone was burning in her machine… and I still had my suspicions it was me. So why the hell wasn’t I coming up with a reason to feign sickness or a bad headache right about now??

Samantha, Cyndi and Caroline had no problem stripping out of their clothes. Soon we were all naked. Five sets of tits sported erect nipples. But I was the most embarrassed as my pussy was wet as hell.

I loved seeing all those sexy, naked bodies. But now it was time for the fun stuff. “All right,” I said after we’d all ogled each other for a few moments. “Who wants to give my machine a try?” Then I looked right at her with a sinister grin as I asked Dorothy, “How about you, love?” I was so excited knowing her body was going to be on fire and glowing in a matter of moments.

I thought I was going to faint dead away when she looked right at me and asked if I wanted to try out her machine. I was wet as hell and dripping shamefully. “M-maybe someone else w-wants to try it out?” I stammered nervously.

“Naw, I think you’d look great, Dorothy. Girls, don’t you think our Dorothy here looks sexy to try out my machine?”

Everyone agreed with her, especially considering the dangling chains. I think they knew I was going to be in them and they wanted to see me in a submissive posture. Samantha looked positively glowing with excitement at the prospect of seeing me on fire.

She had no choice, of course. Everyone wanted to see her secured to that chain dangling from the ceiling. There’s something about a woman chained and submissive that looks sexy as hell. And judging from the way Cyndi and Caroline were giving her lustful looks I think they were just as excited as Samantha and I.

“C’mon, love; you’re it,” I told her as I pulled Dorothy over to the metal plate. “Everyone wants to see you in chains.” I giggled as I stretched her arms up and then secured them before working on locking her feet to the metal plate. Strange how she didn’t try to run; maybe she wanted this more than the rest of us!

I stammered nervously; I couldn’t make my legs move as Peggy bound my wrists in those chains. Then she secured my feet so I couldn’t go anywhere. I kept gasping for breath, on the verge of hyperventilating. My nipples were so erect they hurt, and my pussy was gushing my arousal and humiliation.

“How does she look girls?” Peggy asked with a grand gesture when she was done. “She looks sexy as hell,” Caroline observed. Cyndi’s eyes were wide as she licked her lips. “I’m really looking forward to this,” Samantha added, her eyes flashing enthusiastically.

I produced my tin of gel and began smearing it all over Dorothy’s sexy body. This was the first and only time I ever got to touch her naked. My hands were trembling with desire as I took my sweet time rubbing that grease all over every inch of her body save for her head.

“Bloody hell!” Cyndi breathed excitedly. “She looks fucking hot!” Samantha added. “What’s with the grease?” Caroline wanted to know.

“It makes my rainbow machine sparkle,” I chuckled as I rubbed it into her breasts.

I was weak as water and I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I finally whispered, “Why are you doing this to me, Peggy?”

“Because I’ve always wanted you but could never have you because you were never interested. And there’s that guy in Leeds. Now he’s going to get a chance to go out and try out a new lass, don’t you think?”

She worked her fingers into my pussy… “Damn, love! You’re really wet for it! Don’t worry; this will really give you a hot time down there.” Then she patted my crotch before stepping back. My eyes were wide with fright; I was panting like crazy.

It took everything I had not to molest her right then and there. I know Samantha would not have minded watching. And I got the impression Cyndi and Caroline would have been ok with it. But I had something much better to show them.

“Ok, girls; better step back a bit. This is going to be colorful and you’re going to want to take it all in.” I took a few steps back, and they all followed suit as poor Dorothy started panting and whimpering.

This was it; I was really going to burn now! I stared at Peggy all wide eyed and terrified as she grinned at me. “Enjoy yourself, Dorothy. I know we all are going to appreciate you demonstrating my machine.” And with that she turned the bloody thing on.

Jets of flame shot up all around me as I gasped for breath. Then I was screaming my head off in orgasm “I’M ON FIRE – I’M ON FIRE!” as the heat intensified. The gel hadn’t caught yet; it would be any second now.

“Bloody hell, you’re burning her?” Cyndi gasped in astonishment. “Look at her cum!” Caroline gasped breathlessly. Samantha and Peggy simply reached down and started fingering themselves.

I screamed in agony as the gel finally caught fire with a WHOOSH. I felt it go all the way into my pussy, giving me the orgasm to end all orgasms. Then my head caught fire, burning my hair away as I became one massive fiery flame of changing colors.

I couldn’t hear or see them anymore. All I was aware of was this loud roar of fire while being in the midst of a terrible inferno. Surely this was what hell was like. Then I tried to inhale, only to feel flames shoot down my throat and incinerate my lungs in an instant………….

Dorothy sagged in the chains… or rather what was left of her sagged. She was kept upright by her chained wrists as her body glowed green and blue with her head ablaze in a fiery yellow like the tip of a candle. Other colors flashed brilliantly across her totally engulfed form.

“Bloody hell, that’s hot!” Samantha gasped as she furiously rubbed herself into an orgasm. I was right behind her; it was erotic as hell. “My gawd!” Cyndi gasped as she reached up to start touching her tasty boobs. Caroline just stared in amazement as her hands began to roam her naked, quivering body.

I heard Dorothy’s breasts pop from the flames, heard the sizzle as they splattered onto the metal below. Her skin was rapidly melting away as the intense heat made her body twist and gyrate. It was like she was doing a sexy dance for us all.

Bones began to appear as the colors continued to flash. Cyndi let out a gasp and then stiffened and shuddered in orgasm. Samantha was well on her way to a second one. Caroline let out a cry of “Oh fuck!” before she thrust her fingers hard into her dripping pussy. The ladies around me were sweaty and cumming up a storm, triggering my second orgasm.

We got a glimpse of Dorothy’s skeleton in the flames as though she was still dancing. Then the wrists burned free of the chains as she crumpled in a heap. The fire instantly diminished to incinerate the pile of bone and ashes.

The metal plate glowed red and then turned white hot as it converted Dorothy’s bones into powder. Samantha kept fingering herself while Cyndi and Caroline gasped and masturbated shamelessly. It was an incredible sight to behold.

The metal plate suddenly swung open. Dorothy’s ashes fell away into the sewers below, more than twenty feet under the building. That’s when I turned on the high powered water jet to wash everything away.

I flushed it all down the opening until Dorothy’s ashes had been completely swept away. It was as though she had simply ceased to exist. Then I casually locked the metal plate back into position.

“Well girls,” I asked with a sly grin. “What did you think?” The basement was back to normal as though nothing had happened.

“Bloody hell, that was lovely,” Samantha gasped. “Incredible!” Cyndi panted breathlessly.

“Did you see the way she danced for us?” Caroline observed. “I swear she was like one of those belly dancers while she was blazing away amidst all those incredible colors!”

“Like it?”

“You’re damn right we did!” Caroline gushed. “When are you going to schedule the next girlie night?”

“When would you like to meet again?” I asked as my eyes flashed lustfully.

© 2016 (written for Dorothy Aug 11 ’16 by riwa)

A week later I got a call from Samantha asking when I was going to use my Rainbow Machine again. A few days after that it was Caroline called asking the same thing. She said her and Cyndi were anxious to watch another one.

I had a girl in mind so I set up another girlie night three weeks from Dorothy’s glorious burning. Samantha, Cyndi and Caroline all showed up with breathless excitement. So I introduced them to a new friend I’d met recently.

Leiani was thirty one with lovely Asian features. She had slender legs and gorgeous breasts – a definite stunner. I noticed right away how Caroline was taking a shine to her.

We all chatted for a while until I saw how antsy Samantha and Cyndi were getting. I think they were eager to see another demonstration of my machine. So I smiled as I asked Leiani if she was aware I had a Rainbow Machine down in my basement.

“A Rainbow Machine?” she repeated curiously. “What’s a Rainbow Machine?”

“Oh you’re going to love this,” Samantha told her.

“It’s really wonderful,” Cyndi added.

“Ladies, shall we adjourn our get-together to the basement?”

I motioned grandly and everyone stood up. I led them down until we reached it. Right away I could tell Leiani was perplexed.

“Where is this machine, Peggy? All I see are chains hanging from the ceiling and this metal plate on the floor with what looks like places to stick your feet into it. Is this it?”

It sure is, hun,” I assured her. “But for the machine to work best we all need to be naked. You don’t mind, do you? I mean we’re all friend here, right?”

She looked around in surprise to see Samantha, Cyndi and Caroline already stripping out of their clothes as though this was no big deal. Naturally I started to undress as though it was no big deal. “Ok,” she stammered nervously as she took her clothes off. She was even more incredible when she was naked.

“Now we’ll need a volunteer,” I told her. Then I reached out and grabbed Cyndi, telling her, “How about you, hun? You’ve already seen it in action so you know what to expect, right?”

Her mouth dropped open in surprise; I think she fully expected me to pick the delicious Leiani. But I had plans to spend some quality alone time with her. And after telling Caroline about the lovely Asian it became apparent she wanted to get to know her better as well.

Cyndi stammered nervously as I led her over to the metal plate on the floor. Samantha helped me chain her arms above while Caroline secured her feet into the metal plate. “What are you doing??” she stammered nervously. “I thought we, uh… we were going to, uh… let Leiani try it out!”

“We want to get to know Leiani better,” Caroline told her with a devious grin. “Besides, don’t you want to show off in front of our new friend here?”

“But I… I thought… oh bloody hell!”

She gasped in alarm as we secured her to the chains and the plate on the floor. Then I went and got the gel. “This is the fun part, hun,” I told our new girl as I brought it in.

Samantha and Caroline reached into the tin and scooped out generous handfuls to smear all over Cyndi’s naked, writhing body. I got some as well and helped myself, enjoying rubbing it into Cyndi’s gorgeous, quivering breasts. Caroline made sure to rub it into her pussy real good.”

“Wh-what am I supposed to do?” Leiani stammered nervously.

“Help us coat every inch of her except her head, of course. We wouldn’t want to deprive you of the pleasure of helping prepare Cyndi for the Rainbow Machine.”

She hesitantly reached in and got a handful. Then she started rubbing it into Cyndi’s arms. “Make sure you get her boobs and pussy,” I encouraged her. “Besides, she’ll love you for it.” I emphasized my words by reaching down and fingering Cyndi’s quivering pussy.

She gasped and moaned as our hands roamed all over her trembling body. She kept looking at Caroline as though she couldn’t believe she was helping us prepare her. She just smiled as she lovingly purred at her, “I think you’re going to look great in the machine, hun.”

She was really trembling and stammering as we wiped our hands off. Then I motioned for everyone to back away. “What happens now?” Leiani wanted to know.

“Just watch; this is the best part,” Caroline told her. Cyndi looked at her and then all of us as though she couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

She let out a squeal as I fired up the machine. “No – DON’T!” she gasped. A moment later flames were leaping up from the metal plate, lapping hungrily at her legs… “PUT IT OUT – PUT IT OUT BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE!”

“She’s on fire!” Leiani gasped anxiously.

“That’s not the best part,” Samantha purred into her ear. A moment later the gel caught, and flames whooshed until Cyndi was fully engulfed.

She screamed for a good ten seconds; oh, how she screamed. It was actually rather erotic, especially when her head caught fire as the flames burned all that lovely hair away. Caroline was rubbing herself; Samantha had her fingers shoved up her cunt; and I was swirling my swollen nub just as fast as I could.

Leiani stared until Cyndi’s cries were finally silenced. Then the colors emerged, the greens and blues as her totally engulfed body started dancing in the flames. She writhed uncontrollably, looking like the sexiest of glowing candles as her body swayed like a belly dancer.

Leiani stared as though in shock. A hand absentmindedly slid down to rub her breasts, her nipples amazingly erect. She blushed as she caught herself, only to see we all were getting off. Her hand returned as the other one snaked down to her crotch.

Cyndi put on an incredible performance, almost as good as Dorothy’s a few weeks back. Soon it was her skeleton dancing in the glow before her bones gave way. She collapsed in a beautiful, glowing pile on the floor as we watched in awe.

The glow died down until there wasn’t much left but ash. The floor opened up and the residue dropped away. I got the hose and watched off the remainder until there was no trace of the lovely Cyndi.

“Bloody hell,” Leiani gasped. She was trembling noticeably, but her pussy was dripping wet.

“Like it?” I asked with a smile, eyeing her hungrily. Samantha and Caroline were looking at her like a couple of panthers ready to pounce.

“Incredible,” she breathed. “Is this the, uh…?”

“Third time,” I told her with a smile. “You should have seen the other two… simply gorgeous to look at. Sometimes I think about them when they were down here and it makes me so wet I have to rush off to finger myself.”

She looked at herself and then smiled sheepishly. “I think I need to, uh… need to…”

“Cum?” I offered. She blushed at my choice of word.

“C’mon back upstairs, hun. We all want to help you.” Samantha and Caroline nodded eagerly, following behind as I took her hand and led her back upstairs…

© 2016 (written for Cyndi and Caroline Aug 20 ’16 by riwa)

After watching the Rainbow Machine claim Cyndi, I got passed around from woman to woman. They were all horny… but then frankly so was I. We had quite an orgy for the rest of the day.

I think something developed between Peggy and Caroline because I was constantly visiting one or the other… and it wasn’t just for tea. I could tell jealousy was beginning to rear its ugly head. I suspected it wouldn’t be long before the Rainbow Machine was put to use again. And to be honest I was looking forward to it.

I was over at Peggy’s again when she had to stop what we were doing to go take a call. I was lying naked in her bed panting for breath when she returned. “Caroline wants to see the Rainbow Machine in action again,” she told me with a smile. “And you’ll never guess who she wants to see going up in flames.”

I gasped in alarm, even as my nipples hardened. “You find that arousing, Leiani?” she purred as she got back into bed with me. Then she climbed on top of me, our naked bodies writhing against each other.

A few days later Peggy called the girls over for another demonstration of the Rainbow Machine. I was concerned it was going to be me but I couldn’t make myself run away. I figured Peggy might not let me and I decided why fight it. If it was my turn then I decided I would go ahead and burn for the cause.

Samantha showed up first, all eager to see another burning. “Who is it this time?” she asked, although she looked right at me like a hungry tigress. I shivered with arousal but said nothing.

Caroline showed up a half hour later. She had a new girl with her and it was clear they had become an item. She introduced us to Livia who had flown all the way over from Italy and had apparently been spending some quality time with her.

Peggy was the perfect hostess, putting out tea and cookies as we chatted with each other while getting to know the new girl. Caroline finally asked, “So when are we going to see your Rainbow Machine, Peggy?” She looked me right in the eye when she said it, setting me to trembling like crazy.

“What’s a Rainbow Machine?” Livia asked curiously.

“C’mon, Peggy; let’s show her,” Caroline gasped excitedly, grabbing the arm of her lover and pulling her to her feet.

Peggy smiled as we all stood up. I meekly followed right behind her as she led us all down to her basement. I got the shivers something fierce, expecting to find myself burning in just a few minutes.

Livia was not impressed when we got to the basement. It was just the metal plate in the floor with places to entrap a woman’s feet as chains hung down from the ceiling. “What is this?” she asked dubiously, motioning at it.

“You’ll see,” Peggy said as she started to strip out of her clothes. We all followed suit. Livia was confused until she saw Caroline undressing, causing her to take her clothes off as well.

Once we were all naked Peggy said, “Now all we need is a volunteer to show her how it works.” She smiled right at me and I really began to get the shakes

“I nominate Leiani,” Caroline suggested. That gave me an erotic jolt of fearful arousal.

“Mighty tempting, to be sure,” Peggy replied with a smile. “But since you brought someone here to show her the ropes, I think it only fitting that you volunteer for us all, Caroline… isn’t that right, Livia?”

“Ok by me,” Caroline’s date replied excitedly.

“Now just a bloody minute!” But Samantha had already stepped up to assist.

In no time at all they had her arms chained above her head while making her stand on the metal plate. “What are they doing?” Livia whispered to me.

“Just watch,” I whispered back, feeling relieved I would not be the one to burn today.

“B-but P-Peggy!” Caroline stammered. “I w-was thinking L-Leiani would m-make a better candidate!”

“But you look perfectly scrumptious, love. I think your friend is going to enjoy this, don’t you?”

“B-but P-Peggy??” But out hostess had already left to go retrieve the pan of gel.

“Where is she going?” Livia quietly asked me.

“She’s going to get something to help Caroline here put on a wonderful show for us,” Samantha eagerly replied upon overhearing. Her nipples were hard as pebbles; clearly she was looking forward to seeing another one of us burn.

“Oh. I didn’t know that.”

Peggy came back with a pan of gel. Caroline really started to stammer as I reached in and got a handful. “Help me smear it on her,” I told Livia. “It will make things so much better.”

“Save her breasts for last, girls,” Peggy advised. “We’ll want to kiss and lick them first to get her all ready.”

I started smearing her tummy as I sucked on her left nipple. Livia smiled as she smeared gel on her backside while sucking on the right one. Samantha and Peggy both worked on her legs, getting her thoroughly coated before moving up.

“Now her pussy,” Peggy told Livia. I demonstrated by rubbing her crotch while sticking a couple of fingers inside. Caroline writhed and winced, panting and moaning while begging Peggy to change her mind and do me instead.

Livia really got into fingering Caroline’s crotch with the gel. I could tell she must have done it many times before. “Now her boobs, girls,” Peggy instructed. “Can’t leave those delicious mounds untouched.”

We all groped and fondled her, massaging the gel into her breasts as she writhed and whimpered. It was arousing as hell. I was dripping wet, looking forward to seeing another burning without having to be the star of the show.

We coated Caroline up to her neck. Then Peggy advised Livia to stand back as this was going to get warm and beautiful. We all stepped back as Caroline whimpered and pleaded, shaking her head while begging Peggy not to do it.

“Your lips say no, but your body says yes, love.” Peggy giggled at her as she started touching herself. “I think you want this every bit as much as Dorothy did. You’re just too proud to admit it.”

“N-no! I want L-Leiani to burn!” If she couldn’t have me I guess she wanted no one to have me.

“Burn? What does she mean by ‘burn’?”

“Watch this, hun,” Peggy told Livia in reply. Then flames came up from the metal plate.

Carline writhed and wriggled, but her feet were secured much too tightly to the floor. “PUT IT OUT – PUT IT OUT!”

“You’re going to burn her??” Livia was aghast.

“Not just burn her, love. We’re going to make her glow.”

At that moment the gel ignited, causing flames to totally envelop Caroline. She let out a horrible shriek as she started to wriggle like a burlesque dancer. I furiously rubbed myself while Peggy and Samantha masturbated unashamedly.

Livia gasped, “Oh my gawd!” Then her hands found her breasts and crotch as she started to rub herself, panting heavily. Apparently she couldn’t help herself; it must have been that arousing to her.

There was a quiet whoosh as Caroline’s hair caught fire. Then the colors came to life as she writhed around inside a solid flame that beautifully changed into blue… and then red… and then green. It was gorgeous the way she wriggled and squirmed as a solid flame.

Her screams died off as we all stood there masturbating to it. Even Livia was into it, murmuring to herself as she thrust fingers into her pussy… “I can’t believe it… you’re actually burning her… she is really writhing… you’re burning her and she looks so fucking sexy… I can’t believe how hot this is!” Samantha and Peggy laughed at the unintentional pun she’d made.

Caroline’s flesh writhed and burned for several minutes. Her breasts let out a couple of pops, causing Samantha and Livia to jolt and gasp. Eventually the fire burned so much of her that the shackles holding her wrists had nothing left to hang onto as her bones collapsed into a pile on the floor.

There was a wonderful array of colors as her pile grew smaller in size. Soon there was nothing but a few flames on top of a pile of ash. The metal suddenly folded open and the ashes fell away as Peggy got a hose and washed the rest of it down the chute.

“Fuck, that was hot!” Livia gasped again.

“I think she needs to cool off,” Peggy said with a laugh as she turned the hose pipe on her. She soaked Livia and then turned it on the rest of us until we were all drenched, laughing and hugging and rubbing our boobs up against one another.

There was no evidence of Caroline’s existence as we headed back upstairs. We all ended up in Peggy’s bed where we had to seek sexual relief from what we’d just witnessed. It was clear Livia was a new convert. But in the back of my mind I found myself wondering when it would be my turn to dance in the Rainbow Machine for everyone’s sexual enjoyment…

© 2016 (written for Caroline [and Dorothy of course] Sep 26 ’16 by Riwa)

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