Snow White
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Curiously Sarah looked from one man to the other. The change from the cold outside to the heat radiating from the fireplace made her cheeks blush. Her fingers played with the edge of the woolen blanket covering her naked body.
“By the way,” the dark man said. “I’m Adam.”
“Olaf,” the pale one replied.
Sarah nodded at each of them.
“My name’s Sarah,” she said.
Then the room went quiet once more. Both men just sat there in their armchairs, naked and grinning. Strangely, Sarah felt she was the one being watched and leered at – although she was the only one covered up – not naked.
“Hm,” she began. “This really is nice.”
The men just nodded. Sarah looked them over. Adam’s body was quite different from Olaf’s. Where Olaf was wiry, Adam was bulky, reminding her of a heavyweight boxer. The kind that almost looked fat – except you knew that most of the bulk would be muscle. As she looked at them, she noticed their cocks beginning to twitch. Olaf’s long member and Adam’s fat, dark-skinned one throbbed and jumped against the leather seats of their armchairs.
“Well,” she said cheerily. “Looks like you guys are enjoying yourselves.”
Both men laughed briefly.
“Oh,” Olaf said. “You noticed?”
Sarah nodded, rolling her eyes. Adam took his cock in his fist and began stroking it, still staring right at her face. She bit her lip.
“You like that?” Adam asked. “You like to watch me jerk off?”
Without waiting for a reply, Olaf, too, grabbed his long shaft and began to masturbate.
“Oh, yeah,” Sarah whispered. “Looking good, guys. Want some inspiration?”
She slid the blanket down, exposing her large breasts to the two men. She could not tell whether that was a boost to their arousal – they kept masturbating, staring at her incessantly. However, she soon realized that exposing herself was turning her on. She felt a tingle of excitement running through her body – felt her cunt growing wet beneath the woolen blanket.
“Mmm,” she sighed.
Max nodded at Olaf, and Olaf stood up, his erect cock bouncing in front of him as he went to a little wooden cabinet in the corner of the room. He opened the top drawer and picked something up – Sarah couldn’t tell what it was.
“Get up!” Adam ordered. “On the floor!”
Surprised, Sarah slowly got up from the couch, coyly holding the blanket in front of her. Adam stood up and snatched it from her hands. Then he carefully spread it on the floor. Her fat, swollen cock pointed straight at her.
“Lie down!” he said.
What were the two friends up to now, Sarah wondered. Apparently, it required no communication between them. Olaf seemed to know exactly what to do. Was it some kind of ritual? Did they regularly bring in strange women and do this to them – whatever it was? Shivering with excitement, Sarah lay down on the blanket.
Olaf turned around. In one hand he held a pair of steel handcuffs, reflecting the orange glow of in the fireplace. In the other, a small tangle of narrow rubber straps. Sarah squirmed on the floor. He knelt down and cuffed her wrists above her head. Then he began to arrange the straps around her thighs. In the middle was a curious-looking plastic device in the shape of a butterfly. Olaf skillfully adjusted the straps, fixing the plastic device against the mound of her clit.
“This,” Adam explained, “is called a butterfly vibrator. It is designed to stimulate your clit for maximum arousal. And today it will be our pleasure to watch.”
Sarah licked her lips, looking from Adam to Olaf and back again.
“And this,” Olaf explained, holding up another little device, “is the remote control.”
Before Sarah could reply, she felt the plastic butterfly humming violently against her clit.
“Aaah!” she gasped.
Grinning, Olaf held down the button on the remote. Squirming with pleasure, Sarah watched as he manipulated some other controls – and felt the vibrator slowly speeding up and down. From an insane, high-pitched buzz to a low, throbbing rhythm. And back again – up and down, up and down.
“Oh, fuck!” she cried.
Calmly, the men returned to their armchairs and sat there watching her, their powerful erections twitching at the sight of Sarah, naked and squirming before them. Although she tried her best to fight it, she could tell she was already close to orgasm. She threw herself about on the blanket, handcuffs jingling - helpless. Olaf was in control of the vibrator – in control of her cunt. And as he turned a knob ever so slightly, the buzzing toy broke her last resistance.
“Aaah!” she screamed. “Aaah!”
Juices gushed from her trembling pussy as the climax surged through her. Sarah arched her back on the floor, her entire body electrified with pleasure. The toy kept buzzing, relentlessly stimulating her hypersensitive clit.
“No!” she protested. “W-wait! I ... I can’t...”
“Yes, you can!” Adam said, raising his voice. “We’re gonna make you come again. And again. And again.”
Sarah whimpered. She knew they were right, of course. Once she was in this state of arousal, it didn’t take much to push her over the edge once more. And this toy was amazing! She’d never felt anything like it.
Olaf was sweating with excitement now, his eyes fixed on Sarah. Following her every movement, analyzing the exact level of her excitement, edging her on. He was playing with her – playing with her cunt - with her entire body. And once again, she felt another climax approaching.
“You bastards!” she protested. “You sick fucking bastards! Ahhh! Ahhh!”
A spasm went through her, leaving her shaking on the blanket as the climax exploded through her trembling body.
“Ohmigod,” she sobbed. “Ohmigod...”
“One more,” Olaf said calmly. “You can do one more.”
He turned a switch, and the device buzzed violently against her clit – much more powerfully than before.
“Aaah!” Sarah screamed. “No! Stop it! It’s too much!”
Adam’s cock throbbed and bulged. A drop of clear liquid glistened on its tip.
“Shut up!” he said. “We’re in charge here!”
“Yeah,” Olaf added calmly. “You should really be grateful for all the nice orgasms. Wanna have another?”
Utterly out of breath, Sarah struggled to speak.
“I...” she began. “Oh ... oh, please...”
“Don’t move,” Olaf said. “I’m going to try something different.”
Sarah lay on the blanket, legs wide apart, juices flowing from her quivering flesh. Curiously, she felt the buzzing subsiding – until only a faint, pleasant tingling remained. Closing her eyes, she let out a sigh of relief. But then – almost imperceptibly – the vibrations began to increase again.
“No...” she whispered.
Her hands pulled at the jingling cuffs.
“I said, don’t move!” Olaf commanded.
And Sarah obeyed. Just lay there, feeling the slow, slow build of the buzzing against her tender clit. It was an amazing sensation. She could exactly follow the stages of arousal – from the indefinite itch, through the warm, horny feeling of actual lust. Then it grew to the unbearable, pre-orgasmic tension - the sensation that her climax was almost there, but not yet – the ever more powerful urge to finally come. And Olaf kept her there, tortured her with the remote-controlled device. She felt her abdomen clenching, painful, unable to bear the suspense any longer.
“Ahhh,” she gasped. “Please ... Make me ... make me come ... Please...”
Again the two men sent each other knowing glances. Adam nodded, and Olaf pressed a button on the remote.
“Ohhh!” Sarah cried, as the orgasm hit her. “Ohhh! Ohhh!”
She thought she was going to pass out with pleasure. Juices flowed from her trembling pussy, soaking the blanket underneath her as she came and came and came...
Click!
Olaf had turned off the vibrator. Adam got up and knelt down next to Sarah. His eyes were glazed and he was breathing hard, sweating with excitement. Fumbling slightly, he undid the straps and removed the toy. Olaf, too, had got up and was once again going through the drawer in the little cabinet. He returned with two wider straps of black fabric. Sarah’s eyesight was hazy, and she couldn’t quite tell what they were.
“Sit up!” Adam said.
Still dizzy, Sarah raised herself up on shaking arms. Olaf dangled one of the straps in front of her face. It had a large, red plastic ball in the middle – and Sarah realized that it was a gag. They were going to gag her! But before she could protest, he had tied the other strap of fabric around her eyes as a blindfold. She couldn’t see a thing.
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Note : This story is completely fictional! It was about two weeks before Christmas and the minor snowstorm that the television weather had predicted was fast becoming a blizzard. At Hillview High School what started as a normal day by 11:00 A.M. had become pandemonium. The school officials had decided that since the snow showed no sign of stopping, the best thing to do was to bring back the buses and send the students home. Excited teenagers were running around everywhere, getting to cars,...
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Our relationship however was about to take a drastic change. I was now 15 and sis was 13, School was in full swing and winter was fast approaching. Finally our first snow, though not predicted to be very much it might just be enough to cancel school. Sure enough it started snowing and continued, and we awoke to about 5 inches, school was shut down. It was Monday and dad was on the road and mom had to go into work and my grandmother was out of town, which meant my sister would have to...
When I got to the kitchen I was treated to a wonderfull view of her perfect ass as she stood at the stove, wearing only an apron. The scent of bacon and eggs was eminating from the pan in front of her. I walked up behind her and gently wrapped my arms around her abdomen. I kissed her lightly on the neck and said, "Good morning, beautifull." "Good morning to you too" she said, turning enough to give me a kiss on the lips. "Want some breakfast?" "I can think of something I...
"Hi" I smiled at her. "Feel like a shower?" "That sounds like a good idea" she said. "We made a bit of a mess." She squirmed around on me a little, our goo making a sticky, wet peeling noise. I sat up with her still stradling my lap. "Put your arms around my neck." I grabbed 2 lucious handfulls of her ass and lifted her like a todler, her legs and arms wrapped around me. I walked us both into the bathroom and towards the shower. "Umm, I need to go" she said, a...
Chapter 1 ‘The Children of War’ He stood in the doorway, the unruly, raven mane barely cleared the frame and flowed down between his shoulders. A half done attempt to hold it back with a leather strap threatened to tear loose and give in to the midnight wave of his curly locks. A giant’s hand, rough and gnarled from year’s of hard labor swatted back the long bangs, revealing emerald eyes bordered by thick heavy brows. A nose protruded from his face, crooked and broken, its slight downward...
He's a wonderful man and wonderful in bed, too. But lately, I'd found myself losing interest in sex, even avoiding it by finding other things to do, going to bed after him, and so on. I felt awful about this. I tried to overcome these feelings and show my love for him by having sex a couple times a month, but it just wasn't there for me. A huge wet snowstorm moved slowly up the east coast just before Halloween. With leaves still on the trees and a foot of snow heavily laden with moisture,...
He watched her enter the lobby of the ski lodge, tall and lean, with a cascade of chestnut hair that randomly but perfectly spilled over her shoulders. He peeked over the book he pretended to read as more eyes followed her across the room. He saw some guy put a drink in her hand to win the first chance to talk to her. He witnessed her gentle laugh as she dismissed the over-eager suitor. He observed the graceful ballet of her poses, gestures, and movements as she mingled.He hated ice and snow....
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