Double Trouble
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Before Double Trouble I
Our protagonists:
Lori Lavalle, not quite 21 years old, was 5’7? tall and weighed about 130 pounds. Along with flashing green eyes and high cheekbones, she had long, lustrous coal black hair, and a figure many women would kill for: 1) a beautifully rounded set of boobs, very upright and erect, measuring 36? with a C/D cup – 2) thanks to many hours of waist training, she measured just over 25? around her middle – 3) 37? hips, with the most perfect bubble butt man had ever seen; shapely but firm, with no noticeable imperfections. Her stomach was but slightly rounded, her legs were slim but well-shaped, and regular swimming and near-daily aerobics workouts helped to keep her in great shape.
Lori loved fine lingerie, and equally hated pantyhose and bloomers; her preferred undergarments were long shiny nylon/lycra stockings, very sheer, and silk or satin or latex thongs and garter belts. She wore matching brassieres occasionally: full ones for family and formal occasions, half-bras otherwise that barely (or didn’t) cover her nipples. Otherwise, her favorite wear was either no bra at all or the half-moon shaped adhesive support cups that held her up without interfering with her nipples or breasts as a whole.
When dressing for work as a newly-hired designer of women’s clothes, she was very conservative ? knee-length non-disclosure skirts, three-inch heels, and blouses that went over a full bra. The garter belts, stockings, and thongs were ever-present, though.
Lori was, to some extent, an exhibitionist; she was very proud of her body, and knew that her butt and boobs were the envy of many young (and some not-so-young) men and women. She was not a tease, though ? she didn’t deliberately lead men on with how she dressed. It just worked out that way; she had to constantly fend off advances by males who thought otherwise, and she had become quite skilled at that.
Josh Allen was 25 years old, a 6’ 1? man weighing about 195 pounds. He was slim with good shoulders and narrow hips, and a washboard stomach. He was not particularly handsome, but had craggy good looks that easily attracted women. He was also a multi-millionaire, having inherited $12M and the family house when his banker father and mother had died a year before in a crash of their private jet. As their only child, he had managed to withstand competing claims for the inheritance, and the $12M was what remained after taxes and lawyers. In addition, he was a young but skilled architect, and his firm rewarded him with a six-figure salary.
He was totally unpretentious, but very much into bondage. Josh had had the large basement area (30’ X 30’) of his home converted into a lavish dungeon. The actual construction had been done as a freebie ? his father had had a big in with the company that did the work, so he actually paid nothing for the job. However, he had shelled out plenty of his own money to furnish it with the level of bondage equipment now contained therein.
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It had been almost a month since their visit to the BDSM Bash (see Double Trouble III), and Lori was completely healed from the very extreme discomfort she had experienced that evening - and, she had to admit, the ultra fantastic and multiple climaxes she had attained at the same time. She had done nothing but attend to her wounds, such as they were, for the first three days after, but then began to resume her normal swimming and aerobic workouts routine, along with the myriad of details that make up anyone's life.
She had spent many hours reflecting on her love of sex and bondage. Lori didn’t really question the sex part; she and Josh were totally compatible with, and had no taboos about, any kind of sex at all. Although she really preferred anal sex (don’t ask why, honey ? she couldn’t have given an answer), she was equally thrilled with her snatch being drilled by Josh on a more-or-less regular basis.
It was the bondage part, and especially the mind-blowing orgasms that overwhelmed her when tied, particularly when it was a very strict tie. Lori also loved the sensual feelings she got when tightly embraced by her corsets and/or Josh’s expert rope and strap work. There was just something about being so completely under his control that her pussy would begin to get wet at the very thought of past adventures, and excitedly looked forward to future situations that would heat her loins and lust to incredible levels.
No, the real question she pondered over and over was: why was it that pain, while unpleasant, led to ever-higher levels of lust and orgasmic delight for her? After many hours of such inquiries into her psyche, she had finally given up the search for answers. She resolved to simply enjoy where she was at whenever her lover chose to bind/punish/pleasure her. Pain and pleasure had somehow become one for the girl.
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Lori smiled at the reflection of Josh in the mirror at her dressing table. He was very patiently waiting for her to get ready for their date tonight; it was her 21st birthday, and they were going to a very nice French restaurant for dinner. La Fetische, she remembered.
Josh had always been very patient, a slow careful lover, and she loved him for it. Tonight his six foot frame, with very little spare flesh on it, was clad in a conservative dark gray suit. His shirt was blindingly white, and a silky maroon tie with gold flecks in it, plus well-shined Italian loafers, completed his ensemble.
He returned her smile as she finished her makeup and proceeded to get dressed. Lori had planned a very simple look for the occasion - a new dress that Josh had bought her, shimmering black with a matching thong, both made out the same very lightweight material, vanishingly thin, yet completely opaque.
Josh very much enjoyed seeing Lori get dressed. He loved her completely, without reservations, and she had a terrific body! This evening she chose a pair of sheer nylon/lycra hold-ups that ended just short of her pussy. They were very dark, and gleamed softly in the light of the room. Naturally, Lori was careful to ensure no wrinkles marred the sleek look of the stockings. The stockings having been settled around her legs, Josh watched as Lori drew the thong up her legs to settle in its proper place. It was a hip-rider type that didn't completely cover the last inch of her butt crack.
Next she donned the dress. It couldn't have weighed more than six ounces, he knew, and was made of some shimmery material. Indeed, that was why Lori had foregone her usual garter belt; the dress was so thin that a garter belt, and especially the nub-ends of the garters, would have been all too visible. Due to her narrow waist, the dress was zippered in back; she would never have been able to get the dress’ small waist area over her hips, or shoulders.
She didn't wear a bra with this dress; instead she had chosen two half-moon shaped adhesive supports that lifted her breasts nicely, but left her nipples and most of her breasts free. It was a good choice, because the dress was backless! It had a cowl-like back that opened nearly all the way to her cute rounded ass. The open back of the dress was kept from flapping by a thin plastic strap at the waist, nearly invisible to the casual observer.
The hem was just a few inches above her knees, with two small 6-inch slits on either side. The rich blackness of the dress, and it's figure-hugging and clingy material made for a most impressive sight, Josh thought. Her tits and ass were very nicely outlined indeed ... yum. It seemed to him that the dress was almost caressing those spectacular parts of her anatomy.
Last were her shoes, black open-toed sandals with thin 4-inch heels that had straps winding around and around her legs almost to her knees.
At last Lori was ready to go; she kissed Josh deeply (thank goodness for smear-proof lipstick), and they headed out to their car. After a half-hour drive, they arrived at La Fetische at eight-fifteen, and had to wait just a few minutes to get seated. Josh thought the looks that Lori was getting from the reservation desk guy may have helped in seating them sooner.
At Josh's request, they were led to a corner table, where the lighting was more subdued and the white tablecloths long. During the short walk to their destination, Josh could sense the looks that Lori was getting from the other patrons. The men were staring lasciviously, and the women tried not to stare but did, with daggers in their eyes. She was obviously quite lovely, and the clingy dress with open back nearly to her ass cheeks was a real eye magnet. Her nipples were rather prominent as well, clearly erect through the thin dress material. That same material surrounded her hips and ass, revealing and then hiding her lush curves with every high-heeled stride taken.
The waiter seated them, took their drink and dinner orders (Chateaubriand, medium rare, avec sauce b?arnaise) and left. While sipping the excellent wine (a 1997 Saint Julien) a server had brought, Josh felt Lori's hand on his thigh, concealed by the long tablecloth. She smiled widely at him as her hand went up to his groin and brushed his coming-erect penis. Too bad for Josh, but Lori had earlier put his tightest cock ring around the base of his cock and balls. Additionally, she had his male tools wrapped in a small leather sack, cinched tightly and secured with a small lock, which simply was not large enough to accommodate more than a half-erection. So he was titillated by her erotic groping, but frustrated that his coming hardness was hindered by that sack. She kept smiling at him, stroking his dong, while he kept shifting to try to allow his hardness to fully develop. Alas, t'was not to be.
In reply, Josh put his hand on Lori's leg, slowing caressing her stockings as his fingers inched their way upwards beneath her skirt. He encountered her bare flesh just above the stocking tops and, smiling widely at her in return, edged closer to her pussy. Lori also began to fidget as his fingers stroked the very thin material of her thong, and her love box beneath. In her increasing sexual urges, she didn’t realize that she was humming softly in pleasure until Josh held a finger to her lush lips in a silencing way.
Their server took this most inopportune time to bring their meals, and to refresh their wine glasses. Josh had seen her coming out of the corner of his eye, and snatched his hand away from its sweet target. Lori, alerted by his maneuver, quickly became prim and proper; except for the fact that she was flushed and breathing a bit heavily, her hard nipples pushing against the thin material of her dress. If the server noticed (and how could she not?), she gave no indication.
Somehow they got through dinner without driving each other nuts. Josh thought the server had sensed what they had been doing, and left a generous tip as a nod to her discretion. As they waited for their car to be brought around, Lori whispered in Josh's ear that she wanted him to eat her out when they got home, slow and sensuous, and then fuck her brains out, but also with restraint and, of course, slowly, slowly. Josh grinned in acquiescence.
During the ride home, Lori kept teasing Josh by stroking his cock through its confining leather prison. He returned the favor by reaching over with his free hand to hike her skirt up, then caressing her stockinged legs, but ignoring her thonged pussy, so that Lori was getting more and more frustrated from his lack of attention there.
Once home, he didn't even bother taking off her dress, but merely whipped off her thong. Kneeling on the floor of the master bedroom, with Lori lying on the bed, he spread her stockinged legs and draped one over each shoulder. As Josh began slowly licking and teasing her, he could feel her thighs tremble and begin to tighten around his head. Lori sighed happily in anticipation of what was to come.
He spread the lips of her pussy wide, and licked and nipped and kissed her most sensitive places. Lori was moaning with pleasure, kneading her breasts and nipples as Josh went about his erotic task. Higher and higher her erotic feelings rose; then, just before she climaxed, he pulled back and smiled at her! Unfulfilled, grumbling, she stood up and began disrobing as fast as she could. Josh matched her speed in getting undressed, but had to wait for Lori to undo that damnable sack that hindered his incipient hard-on. Once that was done, with cock ring still attached, he threw her back down onto the bed and rammed his now rock-hard full erection deeply into her inviting love canal.
They made love slowly, even though Josh's mounting cum made him want to ravage her. He would move his hips around so that he cock repeatedly brushed all of her love buttons. Lori absolutely adored his care in loving her. Finally, Josh could hold back no longer, and plunged into her as deeply as possible, loosing an impressive amount of cum into her receptive love canal. Lori matched him, legs locked behind his back ... his thick dong filled her totally, and her climax was no less excruciatingly pleasurable than his own.
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Later, after showering and enjoying a glass of wine together in their robes, Lori told Josh that she was in the mood for some sexually-charged punishment. She wanted him to strap her ass hard, and would he, pretty please?
Happy to oblige, Josh took her down to their basement 'fun room'. She stripped bare at his direction, then waited patiently as he strapped her wrists together behind her back. Her elbows came next, with straps both above and below them that guaranteed they were mashed together. Lori grunted softly at the strain. With her shoulders drawn back as they were, her generous young breasts were thrust forwards in a most appealing way. This simple tie alone was enough to re-kindle Lori’s hot desire.
Next came a 3-foot spreader bar with attached leather cuffs that he carefully buckled onto her slim ankles. It kept Lori’s legs well apart, but not uncomfortably so. To her wrist straps Josh attached the large S-hook on the end of a cable hanging from an electric pulley in the wood-beamed room. Triggering the pulley remote, Josh hoisted her arms up until she was well bent over and her arms pointed almost straight up towards the ceiling. Lori was already very sexually excited, and Josh hadn’t really even started!
Josh chortled his evil-sounding Doctor Moriarity laugh and, after priming both her nipples and clit to erectness, attached clamps to all three sensitive places. A chain that connected all the clamps was next, and a heavy padlock was locked onto the chain to ensure a continuous pull on her most sensitive clit and nipples. Lori couldn’t help but gasp as the clamps were applied (OUCH!), but knew the initial pain would slowly wind down, and her lust ramp up, from the pleasant pressure on her lust-inducing nubs that would soon be hers.
Josh decided to use the two inch wide leather strap for tonight's festivities. Retrieving it, he stood to one side of Lori and began to strop her damned-nice ass. Lightly at first, the force of his strokes increased ever so slowly; Lori was twisting about in her strappado tie, moaning happily, her clit and nipples yanked this way and that by the lock-weighted attached chains. That alone sent dueling pleasure and pain surges throughout her erotically primed body. Her bubble butt was slowly turning red from Josh's attentions, but she wanted more ? her pleasure sensitivity seemed to increase exponentially whenever he did so.
"Hit harder, honey", she implored him.
Josh continued strapping her ass cheeks, at the crease between them and her thighs, and on the thighs themselves. He paid particular attention to her soft inner thighs; Lori was continuously jerking and twisting in pain/pleasure as her orgasm mounted.
"HARDER!" she begged again, and Josh obliged with heavy strokes that brought her tip-toed feet off the floor from their force. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Lori was sobbing now, her beet red ass and clamp-yanked nipples and clit testifying to her level of discomfort - and extreme pleasure. God, but she was SO hot – a half-dozen orgasms during the strapping attested to that. Her love juices ran freely down the inside of her legs, also giving mute testimony to her pleasure.
Finally, after a half-hour of hard thrashing, she climaxed yet again; gloriously, magnificently, munificently, twisting her body in ecstasy. For Lori, pain, up to a point, only increased her incredible pleasure.
Josh cock was very erect by now, and he wanted some of the mile-high pleasure that Lori had exhibited. He grabbed a nearby tube of K-Y jelly, squeezed a goodly amount onto his hands, and proceeded to lube up his hard-on with one hand, and her ass rose bud with the other. Lori felt her arousal begin to stir yet again as he slowly forced first one finger, then two, then three, into her ass, roaming around in their exploration. Lori kept twisting her rear around in an attempt to help Josh find all of her fuck yeah buttons. Finally satisfied that the jelly had done its job, he wiped his hands off on her limp, sweat-sheened body, and focused on her striped and reddened sweet ass cheeks.
Unable to hold back any longer, he plunged his very hard and very erect dong deep into her anal cavity. ‘OMG,’ Lori thought, ‘his rod feels so good back there.’ Josh withdrew almost completely, and then began a steady, measured pounding of his love's hot and reddened rear end. Lori responded by grunting, then thrusting her hips back to fully impale herself on this fat, long cock invading her. Josh began to increase his pace, in and out, hard and deep, his hips grinding against her crimson ass cheeks.
Josh tried to pace himself, but felt a massive climax approaching after only five minutes of serious ass fucking. His girl’s talented sphincter muscles had done their job of alternately squeezing, then relaxing around, his dong. Both he and Lori, somehow, grandly climaxed at the same moment, loudly groaning their pleasure in an eroticism-magnified duet.
Later, relaxing in bed after a dual shower, Lori looked up at Josh from beneath her lowered head, and said ?Thanks for the birthday presents, my love ? ALL of them!?
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