Bus Tour: Tongue fucking (1/2)

Continued from The touch of one woman (3/3)

“Go take a shower,” her Husband said after the Australian woman has left them. She obeyed. Some of the glum feeling that she felt disappeared through the shower drain with the hot water. The shower was refreshing, relieving her of some of her exhaustion. She took her time, enjoying the hot water; then enjoying the coarseness of the towel on her body. Rebel stopped in her tracks when she walked back into the ‘room’. Two men and two women were in the room, talking to her husband. She could have sworn that she saw utter lust in their eyes when she just stood there, looking at them, feeling self-conscious in her nakedness.

“Come join us for a drink, love,” her Husband invited. She walked over to where he was standing and she was introduced to the other people. She learned that the two men and two women were two couples. Everyone was dressed, except for her. They all made small talk, paying no attention at all to her nakedness. This made Rebel relax somewhat. They were still talking when the bus started again and they continued their journey to who knows where.

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Her glass was almost empty when one of the women took it from her and gave it to one of the men. The other woman put her glass down too. Both of them took Rebel by a hand and she was slowly led back to bed. Rebel noticed that the bed has been tidied up again after the previous session. Rebel lay down on the bed. The women lay down on either side of her. Simultaneously they started to softly lick her nipples. Rebel was still very horny and her nipples were already hard even before the women started licking. Rebel was surprised when the women bit her nipples – softly at first and then harder. She squirmed, trying to get her nipples away from their mouths. She did not succeed.

The women bit their way down to her legs. Sometimes their bites were soft, sometimes they were hard. At the same time their hands were all over her wet pussy. Fondling it. Pushing fingers in and out of her. Playing with her clitoris. Biting her inner thighs. Long licks through her slit. Biting her pussy lips. Stopping just before Rebel could surrender in orgasm. Rebel’s pussy was literally burning with desire. She wanted to be fucked. She wanted to feel something in her pussy. Rebel needed an orgasm – a lot of orgasms.

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“You can bring her now,” Rebel heard her Husband’s voice. The women stopped their movements and helped Rebel off the bed. As much space as possible has been cleared and in the middle of the open space was an old-fashioned gymnastics vault. It was about a meter high and a pair of handcuffs was bolted to each leg of the vault. The legs of the vault were spread wide apart in order to get it as low as it was. Rebel was led up to the vault. The two women were standing on each side of her. The two men stood in front of her, watching her. Her husband was behind her. He asked her to spread her legs and clipped the cuffs around her ankles. Then she felt His hand between her shoulder blades. He gently pushed her forward. She bent over the vault. She had to balance herself on her hips. The cuffs around her ankles pulled tight when her husband pulled her arms and pulled her down on the other side of the vault. He clipped the other cuffs around her wrists. Both her legs and arms were stretched as far as she could. Rebel was totally immobilized, her legs spread wide. She was at mercy of those present in the room.

To be continued… Tongue fucking (2/2)

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