My first story. This is mainly the introduction to further parts of the story if people want it. So let me know what you think.
I have always had a very high sex drive, very rarely a do would go by without having to relieve myself over a picture of one sexy girl or another. Over the years my fantasies moved from the celebs of the moment to the women that I knew, whether they be friends, work colleagues or even my cousins. As the years went on my urges seemed to increase rather than subside (as I always thought they would), and with Facebook, I now had hundreds of pictures to ‘use’ whenever I wanted which only went on to fuel my fantasies.

I used to simply imagine myself having sex with these girls and that would do it for me, but as the years went on my fantasies turned darker. I would think about sneaking up on the girls, and forcing myself inside of them. Tying them up and fucking them over a number of days (and in a number of ways!). I realised this was wrong to think of my friends in this way, but boy, it would get me so hard.

There were a couple of girls that my thoughts would always come back to and I would find myself wanking over them more often than others. Michelle was 5’8” slim blonde. She wore her hair in a bob that came down to her neck, perky B-cup breasts, beautiful blue eyes and very girly in her dress sense. She was 27 at the time, worked in an office and was a very nice, polite, kind woman. She was also married (had been for a number of years). Amelie, was a 5’4” petite blonde. Her hair was shoulder length and straight. Smaller breasts than Michelle, brown eyes (she was not a natural blonde), and she was sexy. Amelie is the kind of girl that knows she is an 8/10 and that all the guys want her. She would flirt with everyone, but was never slutty. At 25, she was working as a school teacher and I quite honestly do not know how any of her male students got any work done (I often fantasized about her getting gang banged by her students). Amelie was also married, but had only been for a few months.

I knew both Michelle and Amelie via friends of friends. We would often be at the same weddings/parties as our circles of friends had a large amount of overlap, but apart from the odd chat when buying drinks or dancing, we wouldn’t really talk to each other.

It was at one such occasion when my lust took over me. Michelle was wearing a knee length, floaty red dress and looked amazing and Amelie wearing a tight fitting thigh length black dress. I basically wanted (needed!) to fuck them both. I decided there and then that I would think of a way to sleep with both of these girls, and fuck (literally) the consequences.

I went home later in the day, and started working out how I was going to go about getting my cock inside these 2 girls, and this is where the story starts.


It was December. Cold, frosty mornings were the norm. I had rented a small holiday cottage for 2 weeks (cheap due to the time of year) and this was going to be my base for the next 2 weeks.
Monday morning came around. I knew where Michelle worked, and waited along the route by the side of the road in a small white van (rented). As it was early and I knew not many people travelled this way I was hoping Michelle would see me by my broken down Van and stop to help. Standing by the Van, looking down at the tyres I saw some lights coming around the bend – it was Michelle’s car.

This was the last chance I would get to go back on my plan. I knew if I carried out what I was planning there would be a good chance of spending a long time in prison, but the need to do this had built since I first made the plan, and there was no going back.

Michelle Pulled over behind my Van and got out smiling at me. She was wrapped up in a big coat, but looked as cute as ever.

“Looks like you’re in a bit of trouble” she said as she walked up to me and looked down at the tyre that I had been inspecting. As she crouched down to take a closer look, I took a step back removed the Chloroform from my coat, placed some on a rag, lent forward and held it firmly over her nose and mouth. She struggled for a few seconds before she went limp. I quickly swung the van door open, and carried her inside. I had secured two mattresses to the floor of the van and laid Michelle down on these. I then used extra straps to tie her on to the mattress so she wouldn’t roll around or if she woke up, get up and start screaming. As she lay there, it took all my power not to just jump on her then and fuck her brains out. My cock was rock hard, I was so turned on it was crazy. The whole situation was crazy. But this was only stage one.

Amelie left for work a bit later than Michelle did, and I planned on performing the same ‘fake breakdown’ to get her. There is something to be said for living away from any big cities, all the roads are very quite with very little traffic. People do not think much of seeing a car parked by the side of the road as they imagine the person has just stopped to walk their dog in the fields. About 15 minutes after I had secured Michelle in the van I was parked and waiting for Amelie. She saw me and stopped her car. I was feeling so turned on at this stage that I wanted to try something to get my blood going.

“Hey Amelie, I’m having a bit of trouble getting the van started. Would you mind grabbing my tool box from the back of the Van?”

“Sure, as long as it’s not dirty”. Amelie was never one for getting her hands dirty – this would all change.
As she went round the back and opened the doors to the Van, I had snuck behind her with the Chloroform ready. I gave her just enough time to see Michelle tied to the mattress before I put her out and tied her up.
I tidied up Amelie's car, got in the van and went on my way.


I arrived at the cottage 45 minutes later. Neither of the girls had made any noise and I was starting to worry that I had actually killed them. First thing I did was check their breathing and although shallow, they were definitely alive. The cottage had 2 bedrooms, both with double beds, and a big lounge. I carried both girls in to the master bedroom and laid them down on the bed. As both were still out cold I left them untied for now and started to undress Michelle. I would have loved to have undressed both girls slowly, but I needed them both naked and tied to the bed before they work up.

With Michelle now naked I tied her wrists to posts at the top corner and centre of the bed and ankles similarly at the bottom. I repeated the process and tying for Amelie.

I now had the objects of my fantasies, naked and tied up in front of me. I put a ball gag in both girls mouths (although the cottage was in the middle of nowhere, I wouldn’t want any screams to alert the odd dog walker), and I proceeded to take my clothes off. My dick was so hard it was incredibly. I must have been leaking precum for a while as my head was shiny. Now, my dick was pretty big. 8” long and a massive 4.5” circumference, I was very happy with it (and so were the number of girls I had slept with over the years).
So, this was it. I really wanted the girls awake, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I crept on the bed and knelt over Michelle’s sweet pussy. She had blonde pubes, shaven short and it smelt divine. I started kissing her thighs with the odd kiss on her pussy lips. Gradually I started focusing more on her pussy, using my tongue to probe inside, but being very gentle. Michelle started to stir, so I kept going at it whilst keeping an eye on her face. She was starting to moisten up and my cock was twitching with anticipation.

I moved over to Amelie and started doing the same for her. Kissing at her pussy and caressing her thighs, I was in heaven. I started using my hand on Michelle’s pussy as my tongue was working Amelie. I was getting slightly more forceful in a hope to wake the girls up, as I did not want to penetrate either until both were full aware of what was happening. I got up and knelt in between them at the bottom of the bed, so my bottom was over their knees and I could reach both girls easy enough. Both girls looked stunning. Slim, with firm (if small) breasts, I could not wait anymore so started pinching and flicking their breasts and pussy lips. Amelie seemed to be waking up first so I kept looking straight into her eyes waiting for her to realise. She looked up at me, our eyes locking, and started screaming (as well as she could with the ball gag in place) and straining at the leather straps. This brought Michelle awake, who then started to struggle also. I had bound them very firmly so they had very little movement, so during their struggles I kept my hands firmly over their vaginas.

“As you can tell, both of you are now bound here and will be for the next few days. This place is in the middle of nowhere. No one knows where you are, no one will hear you. This experience will be as enjoyable or as horrible as you make it, but I have nothing to lose at this point, so I will kill you if you try to escape. If you do happen to escape I will kill those people who are closest to you. If you are good, and do as I say, I will let you go in a few days to carry on living your lives”. Both girls had calmed down and were paying attention now.

“Be good, do as I ask, don’t try to escape or do anything stupid and you will both be ok. If one of you tries anything funny I will punish the other. I am now going to take both your gags out, the fist one of you to scream or shout will cause the other to be punished”.
At this I went behind the bed and removed Amelie’s gag first. Silence. I then removed Michelle’s.

“Good start. Now who wants to get fucked first? I will give you 30 seconds to decide or I toss a coin. If you come to a decision I will be gentler”.
At this they both started begging to be let free, saying they would not tell anyone about this If I let them go etc.

“Times up. As you have only just come round and are in shock I will forgive your moaning and begging. But If I hear it again you will be punished. Michelle is heads, Amelie is tails. Let the fun begin”

anonymous readerReport

2012-12-03 19:14:22
sick story please don't write a second story

anonymous readerReport

2012-12-03 16:56:30
if that is the start of a good story ,,forget it

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