Midnight Threesome

Confessions of a Bondage Slut, #8

When young Cassie Tricks wakes up in a strange bedroom, sandwiched between a slumbering couple, she thinks she's partied too hard and made some terrible mistake. But she soon finds that the girl sleeping on one side of her is the Redd Light Club bartender, Kirsch, and the boy on the other side is Kirsch's well-endowed boyfriend.

But Kirsch and her boyfriend Akil don't stay asleep for long, and soon Cassie finds herself in a very sticky situation involving cuffs, cum and a big blue strap-on. Kirsch is a dom, and she's had her eye on submissive Cassie for quite a while. She wants a show, and she's going to get one... in the form of a late-night threesome!

The Confessions of a Bondage Slut series follows Cassie as she falls into the world of leather, whips, ball-gags and group sex.

ADULTS ONLY - Midnight Threesome is the eighth story in the Confessions of a Bondage Slut series. It contains 7000 words of bdsm, restraints, oral/vaginal/anal sex, spanking, domination, and a hot m/f/f spitroast. Midnight Threesome is also collected in THE TRAINING OF CASSIE, a five story collection of Cassie's hardcore adventures!

Excerpt:

"He's big," I gasped. When I rocked back against him and pressed my butt down against his hips I felt like he was filling me up past my lungs. How had I ever thought that Paul was big? And god, why didn't all boys wear these cockrings? "It feels good." I began to grind against him, the dark tufts of his pubic hair tickling my labia. The pain was all gone now, and each extra pound of pressure sent tingling waves up through my stomach. I could cum like this, I thought. I wouldn't even need him to touch my clit. Just me and this huge cock, rocking back and forth in the darkness.

Akil looked pleased, too. He lay back with his eyes closed, a smile spreading across his face. I ground back on his cock, watching his smile twitch every time I squeezed down on his shaft, and I realised how long it'd been since I'd fucked for pleasure. Sure, I enjoyed playing around with people in the Redd Light Club. I'd cum like crazy when Redd had tied me down across a table and let his favourite clients spitroast me. But this was different. I could see who I was screwing, and the way Akil bit his lower lip and arched his back when I pulled up, letting his cock slide out of me all the way to the head, before slamming back down and taking him completely, made me feel...

Kirsch slapped me across the ass a second time. "Bend over!"

My orgasm dwindled, and I whined a little, but I obeyed. It was hard to bend over from the waist without letting Akil fall out of me entirely, but I managed. We were pressed chest to chest, the crown of my head nestled just below his chin. He kissed the top of my head and whispered, "Scratches, just so you know... you're hot as fuck."

"I am?"

"Yeah. Just relax now - I think she's going to make it hard on you."

I tried to look back but couldn't see what Kirsch was doing behind me. I caught a glimpse of her panties being tossed across the room. She had something in her hands, something made of black straps.

"Hey, Scratches," she said, as she buckled the contraption around her waist. "You ever been fucked by a girl?"

Confused, I said, "You know I've played with girls. You were there."

"No, I mean, fucked. With a dick." She moved around the side of the bed, and I finally saw what she was wearing. The black harness was a strap-on - the dildo bobbing in the centre of the harness was about six inches long, tapered to a soft point, and a bright, almost radioactive blue.

I swallowed hard. "Is that-"

"Going up your ass? Sure is..."