“Sorry about all this Melissa,” Sarah said, flicking through a men’s magazine.
“That’s okay,” I said reluctantly.
A few hours later they joined us in the office. The three of them crowding the small room. Sarah and I were hot and eager after reading all their girly magazines, or should I say ogling at the magazines from end to end.
“Okay, girls, show us what you’ve got,” Pete said.
Slowly, Sarah and I began stripping out of our clothes. I noticed John kept his eyes on me, we said they could look but not touch. Pete and Brian’s eyes flickered from one of us to the other.
We stripped down to our bra and panties. The guys were practically drooling.
“Come on, keep going,” Pete urged.
“Slow and steady,” Sarah said coyly, running her hands over her breasts to squeeze together while I flipped my panties down a fraction, giving the guys a quick look at my slit.
Then before I knew it, Brian and John grabbed my arms and tied them up with some rope, which was attached to a block and tackle. They hoisted me up in the air, allowing my feet hang a few inches from the ground.
“Hey, hang on a minute,” I said.
“You’re the one who’s hanging, now we’re calling the shots,” Pete said.
They pushed Sarah into me and ripped away my panties, demanding she lick my pussy. She was cool, of course, and I was eager to have their eyes on me, watching us together, so I wrapped my legs around her neck to take the pressure off my arms.
John kneeled down beside her, feeling her up through her underwear. Pete and Brian were at my breasts. They pulled them free of my bra, ripping it in the process. I felt my pussy contract into Sarah’s mouth as her teeth nibbled on my clit.
This was fucking fantastic!
Sarah was on still on her knees but now John pulled her butt up; her mouth slipping from me as her hands hit the floor. He groped at the crutch of her panties, pulling it aside as he tried to drive his cock into her.
“Hey, I wasn’t finished,” she complained. “And we said you can watch but don’t touch okay?”
My legs were dangling on their own; the strain on my arms was incredible. I watched as Sarah stood her ground, naked and unafraid. My arms were screaming for released and I moaned wanting her attention.
“Feeling neglected, are you?” She asked as she took over from where her mouth had been. His tongue was amazing. Her fingers parted my lips and her tongue flicked my hardened clit as I wrapped my legs around her head.
In my own mind-blowing situation, being tied up and devoured with a bunch of guys watching on who had now undone their trousers and were playing with their cocks. I was happy that we could have that effect on them but just watching. I felt empowered being a woman.
“Enough now,” I said.
They lowered and untied me. I lay Sarah on the bonnet of the BMW and began to lick out her pussy. I pushed her legs apart, greedily devouring her. My teeth nibbled her clit and I felt her body spasm as she came. She was hot, hot, hot.
Suddenly a loud knock on the roller door had us all jumping around searching for clothes. It was a security guard. Not again I thought secretively pleased as I’d had enough of the guys and wanted nothing more than to go home to bathe and snuggle up to Sarah.
Startled, we scrambled into our clothes and as Pete made his way over to the door we hovered around an engine. I listened as he assured the guy all was well and then he returned.
“We were making too much noise and as much as I’d like to continue it is getting late, and we do have an early start tomorrow, boys,” Pete said.
Relieved that we didn’t get into trouble and added to the fact it had been a great sexual experience as well as a free repair for the car it had ended up been an amazing night.
“Thanks guys,” I said as I kicked over the engine.
Fortunately, my parents were totally oblivious to the fact that anything had happened to the car and were thankful I was so responsible while they were gone.
Sarah and I flew off two days later and much to her surprise it happened to be Valentine’s Day when we’d arrived which of course I’d organized intentionally.
I’d kept the secret pretty well considering all that had happened.
We had a great time, meeting lady boys, prostitutes, strippers, and just good old normal folk. Sarah didn’t take me up on the offer to go back to France. We decided to do that trip another time, perhaps Valentine’s Day next year but for now we were just happy to finally be a couple again, without any financial hassles and begin a pretty normal relationship like everyone else. Initiation on a Bus
I was an exchange student travelling through Europe, making my way to a tiny town set high in the mountains of Calabria in Rome. My parents hadn’t wanted me to come, said it was too dangerous going off alone to another part of the world, anything could happen.