True stories are always the best...
Jessica's late shift was over, and her best friend Anika was meeting her for a couple drinks at their favorite spot, the Sea Dog. They were the only ladies in the house, which was not surprising since it's an old-timers' Irish gay tavern. Taking up their stools at the end of the sticky wooden bar, Anika and Jessica sipped on their too strong double screwdrivers while catching up on the weeks past events. Anika had been having boy trouble. That was great news for Jessica; she'd had a not so hidden crush on her friend for a long time. They were good friends, and there was definitely some sexual tension between the two, but Anika rarely dated women. She had a couple girlfriends go nuts on her in the past and swore off women ever since. Anika enjoyed flirting with Jessica, though, and they'd had their share of wild times together.
As the night progressed, so did the alcohol intake, and the girls were getting tipsy. Anika began bitchin' about her on-again/off-again boyfriend who'd called her up that night for a booty-call, "Rich so pissed me off! We haven't talked in three weeks and he calls me up today asking if he could come over tonight after band practice. Uhgg... I don't know why I said yes. When I told him I was meeting up with you for a drink, he actually suggested I bring you home with me tonight." Anika started laughing, "He's always fantasized about sleeping with the both of us, especially after I told him you and I made out the one night."
Jessica blushed, remembering
that
night; god, she wished it had been more than just a wet kiss. Perhaps this was an opportunity..."So maybe it's time we made his dream come true. He's cute enough. A little scrawny, but I'd do him, " Jessica half joked, sipping the bottom of her second cocktail.
"He doesn't even deserve us, " Anika pouted. "I know he's been fooling around with his co-worker, Abram, too. He confessed that one night Abram sucked his dick. Yet he
totally
denies being bisexual. All those times I begged him to consider a three-way with another guy, he always said 'No'. And what really pisses me off is that we've been dating for almost three years, yet never once did he let me fuck him in the ass! He knows how much I love using my strap-on." Shifting in her seat, Jessica nodded her head; she'd heard. "I'll be so pissed if I find out that he let Abram steal his ass-virginity first," Anika added with a scowl.
All of this explicit conversation had Jessica getting heated. Rich and Anika were a striking couple, and envisioning Rich on all fours while Anika slid her plastic dick in his ass made Jessica squirm even more on her stool. Anika was a sultry Italian-Polish girl from Boston: porcelain pale skin, dark brunette hair, and midnight black eyes, she possessed a lithe body that was a perfect armful. Rich was also Italian, with similar coloring as Anika, but sported a bad-boy look complete with tattoos and rockabilly hair. Even so, Jessica herself was probably the most striking of the three. Her robin-red hair was chopped short in a pixie cut, framing big blue eyes and a wide smile, but most preeminent of all were her full DDs that strained every shirt she owned. All three were in their mid-twenties.
"You're right, he doesn't deserve us," Jessica began, "but that doesn't mean we can't have fun with him. You have rope at your house, right? Well, let's trick him into letting us tie him up; than, he'll be helpless, and we can do whatever we want to him. He'll have no say."
Laughing in delight at the wicked idea, Anika thought it was perfect revenge. Sharing co-conspiratorial grins, Jessica and Anika paid their tab and took a taxi back to Anika's. Ten minutes later they're digging through her pleasure box, taking out their weapons of choice. Anika pulled out her favorite dildo and yards of nylon rope, while Jessica seized a leather riding crop ('we might need this'). After getting her dildo and harness set up, Anika tucked it back into the box and placed it under the bed. They ran the ropes under the mattress to secure them and laid them loose at the head and foot of the bed.
Anika stepped into her closet and dug through one of her boxes. "Look at what I found! This is perfect," she said as she triumphantly held up an old camcorder, "Let's film it." Jessica thought it was a great idea, so after checking it to make sure it was working, they hid it behind a chair in the corner. No need to concern Rich with its presence.
"Anika, how are we going to convince Rich to let us tie him up?"
Anika thought for a moment. "We'll just tell him that you're feeling shy or somethin', and that you'll be more
comfortable
if he lets us tie him up to begin with. We'll say it's your first threesome," she added with a disbelieving snort. Problem solved.
Rich was supposed to come over around 1:00am, and it was a quarter to, so the girls decided to strip down in preparation. Anika switched into a sheer red teddy, but Jessica just kept on the black lacy demi-bra and thong she'd shown up in. Both kept on their sexy heels. Anika gave the bed a couple of skirts of Rich's favorite perfume, and they were ready to go. They heard Rich pull up the driveway, so they got in position; Anika went to door ready to greet him, and Jessica seductively arranged herself on the bed. Anika opened the door for Rich and he evidently liked what he saw. Jessica could hear their conversation from the bedroom.
"Well, hello baby. This is how I like to be greeted at the door," Rich said while pulling Anika close to him for a rough kiss. "Mmm, nice outfit. Let's get you out of it."