Literotic asexstories – The Pentacle by EmilysRopes,EmilysRopes
I’d been dating Steve for about six months. We’d met at the squash club, playing a league match. He had won, strength and longer reach outmatching my natural ball skills, but it had been close enough for me not to feel humiliated so I stayed for a drink in the bar. The drink led to dinner, a trip to the cinema, invitation to a party, heading home together and a night together.
The sex was great right from the start, he had a well toned body, a slightly larger than average cock but, more importantly, a wish to ensure mutual pleasure and an interest in my needs. We’d gradually discussed our favourite scenarios and fantasies, which led to him acquiring some cuffs and a blindfold. So I was often taken whilst helpless, tied to the bed and unable to anticipate any of the action.
As we cuddled together one night after I’d been unbound, he asked why I found the cuffs and the blindfold so arousing.
“It is the giving up of control and responsibility, not knowing what will happen next, anticipation” then I hesitated.
“I feel an ‘and’ at the end of that sentence,” he said smiling.
After pondering I spoke again “OK, please don’t take this the wrong way but sometimes I imagine you are a stranger, or strangers, using my helpless body for their pleasure.”
“Oh, it is OK, I’ll practice my disguised voices” he joked pulling me closer to him before we fell asleep.
A couple of weeks later as we lay sated in the afterglow of our climaxes, Steve smiled and said “That fantasy you were telling me about.”
“Which? The strangers?”
“Yes, are you interested in making it happen?”
I looked round startled “What do you mean?”
“I’ve heard of a place where you could be fucked by strangers. I’d be there so you’d be quite safe.”
I swallowed hard, “I don’t think so, but tell me a bit more about this place you know.”
“Too much information would spoil the surprise but they have a night with a number of couples and none of the women know who any of the men are, apart from their partner of course.”
“So you get to fuck some other women too?”
He chuckled “Well it could be a win-win situation. Anyway don’t say no or yes now, you can have a couple of days to think about it”.
Two days of dreadful indecision followed. All sorts of things could go horribly wrong despite Steve’s presence, I wasn’t the sort of woman who went to orgies. On the other hand Steve clearly liked the idea and would I regret giving up the opportunity when I was old and doddery? I was still undecided when the time for a decision arrived so in the end it was a spontaneous moment as I agreed to the idea.
“OK, let’s do it.”
Steve smiled “Great, you’re sure you are OK with it? Once we accept there is no backing out as it would spoil their event.”
“I’m far from sure but now I’ve said yes, I’ll stick with it.”
Next day I got a text from Steve “Signed up, two weeks on Friday, put it in your calendar.”
Over the next days I kept asking for more details but all Steve would tell me was that I should be home from work early and that he would sort out what I was to wear for the occasion.
By the time the day came round I was a bag of nerves, almost needing to be sick at work but luckily I only had a couple of short meetings and could spend most of the day looking like I was busy on the computer. I got away from work early and arrived home to find Steve already waiting for me. After giving me a deep and re-assuring kiss he said “You have an hour or so to get ready. Go and have a shower and I’ll put your clothes out in the bedroom.”
I took a long shower, trying to relax under the hot water before turning down the temperature to get me alert again. I walked out to my bedroom naked and saw Steve had laid out a short black halter neck dress, a pair of black silk panties, new that he must have bought, and a pair of black sandals with about a 2″ heel.
After checking my make-up, I wriggled into the panties, that were quite plain but high cut and of very fine silk, a comfortable fit as I smoothed them over my ass. I tied the straps of the dress and then slipped it over my head, shimmying to make it settle on me and then adjusting my breasts feeling a first twinge of arousal as I rubbed my nipples. Finally I slipped into the sandals and buckled them stopping to check my reflection in the mirror, a quietly satisfied smile on my face.
As I came out to the living room, Steve whistled in appreciation “Almost tempting not to take you out.”
He sat me down and fetched me a glass of cold white wine and then sat beside me.
He opened a bag at his feet and produced four black leather cuffs, with buckles and D-rings on.opposite sides and a black silk blindfold that buckled behind the head.
“You’ll have to wear these from leaving here until we get back,” he said “but probably easier to get down to my car first.”
After I finished the wine, Steve helped me to my feet and then led me downstairs to the car park beneath the apartment block. He opened the passenger door and had me sit with my legs still out of the car. He buckled the cuffs on, ankles first and then wrists, finally clipping the wrist cuffs together behind my back with a small lock.
He then wrapped the blindfold over my eyes. There must have been plastic shapers beneath the silk and padding as it did not press against my eyes, whilst fitting tightly around my cheek bones and nose so that no light penetrated. He buckled and adjusted it till I said “That’s perfect, comfortable but total darkness. Will we get to keep it?”
I felt my legs lifted into the car and the passenger door closed. Once he was in the driver’s seat he reached across, giving me a quick kiss, and fastened my seat belt.
“Comfortable?” he asked and I nodded as he started the car.I tried working out which direction we were going but was hopelessly lost inside a couple of minutes and was finding it hard even to keep any sense of time. After what I guessed as ten to fifteen minutes of travelling we stopped at the side of the road.
“Are we there?”
“No, we’re a little early so waiting for a few minutes” Steve replied unbuckling my seat belt and pulling me into a kiss.
His other hand slid up my thigh till he was caressing me through the silk panties as I sighed into the kiss feeling my response, nipples hardening and juices dampening the panties as his fingers teased me through them. Then he pulled his hand away and I heard his zip being opened as he moved his hand to back of my head pulling me downwards. I just had time to squeal “Where are we? Who could see us?” before I felt the tip of his cock pressing between my lips.
“We’re quite secluded, off a fairly quiet road.” he laughed as he pushed me further down onto his rapidly hardening cock.
After a minute or so he let me sit upright again saying “Now we are both in the mood, we better get on to the event. One further instruction, once there, you may not speak, just nod to show you understand instructions.”
“Yes Sir” I muttered a little rebelliously, still wondering exactly what the night had in store for me.
We drove for what I estimated as a further ten minutes, until we turned onto a long gravel drive, finally coming to a halt.
“Stay there, I’ll help you out.” Steve said as he opened his door and stepped out.
I heard another set of feet walking across the gravel.
“Welcome” said a deep and authoritative voice as my door was opened. “Let’s see who you have brought with you.”
Steve helped me out, holding my elbow.
“You can leave her dress in the car.” the stranger instructed and I felt the straps untied and the dress pulled away from me.
As I reddened with embarrassment at my near nakedness, the stranger’s hands cupped a breast and slipped between my legs feeling the dampness of my panties.
“Delightful and I see you already have her excited about our celebration. Bring her in to join the rest.”
Steve led me across the gravel, supporting me firmly by the elbow. “We’re coming to three steps.” he warned me. I felt stone under my feet and then managed to climb the steps without tripping. After a further few steps I sensed a change in the atmosphere, we must be moving inside, the floor changed again, this time to wood, my heels slightly echoing as I moved. Finally we went through what I imagine was another doorway to a carpeted room.
Steve brought me to a halt with a tug on my elbow and turned me slightly. “There is a cushion just in front of you, kneel on it and keep your legs apart.” he whispered.
I knelt feeling the softness of the cushion against my knees as I sensed Steve move away. I settled on my heels as I listened to the breathing of others in the room.
After a couple of minutes the host started to speak.
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“Welcome all. If the men will move to their assigned positions we are ready to start the ceremony. We will start with the ‘Hors D’Oeuvres’ so to speak although only the women get to taste. The men will of course be wanting to save themselves for the main course to come.”
“When you hear this bell”, an electric bell rang, “the men move on clockwise to the next woman. So if all are ready we begin.”
A sudden shiver of apprenhension chilled me just as I felt a hand grasp my hair forcing my head forward to where it was fed the tip of a semi-flaccid penis. I obediently parted my lips, my tongue tasting the unknown man as he pushed deeper, already starting to harden as he did so. The man settled into a rhythm his grip on my hair tightening as I started to snake my tongue along the underside of his shaft as he thrust deeper, his arousal continuing to grow. The fantasy of the whole situation, me bound, blind and nearly naked sucking a stranger’s penis almost overwhelmed me for a moment. He started to thrust harder and deeper into my mouth, now fully hard, until the bell rang and he slowly withdrew, I sank back onto my heels as his hand left my hair.
The next man moved my head more gently and as he brought my mouth to his cock I understood why, it was enormous. My jaw immediately ached just from taking the girth into my mouth and as he pushed in I felt sure I was not taking him close to the root. I got a sudden lustful thought about having this staff inside me, a situation that I guessed would come to pass before the end of the evening. He stayed slow and gentle until the bell rang again and I could relax for at least a moment, wondering what the next cock would be like.
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