Sandra's first time
By PH
She came home early and unexpected that Saturday night. Sandra had been out with some friends to see a movie, and should have slept over, but the sleep-over was canceled and Sandra went home instead. Her parents were away for the weekend and her live-in cousin Maria was probably out with her boyfriend.
Sandra had taken a shortcut through the woods and came up to the house from the garden. She unlocked the kitchen door and stepped inside. In the big spacious kitchen, she kicked off her white Nikes and walked barefoot across the floor. Her Mother would not like mud or dirt on her floor. Sandra enjoyed the cool feeling of the tiles under her bare feet.
Sandra was a beautiful girl of eighteen. She was of average height, well-built and very fit as she was the star-forward in her school’s soccer- team. She had long, dark-brown hair that usually went down over her shoulders, but today she had her hair in braids. A freckled little button-nose was flanked by high cheek-bones and above them, beautiful green eyes. When she smiled her eyes looked like those of a happy cat. Today she wore black Levi’s and a short white top that left her belly bare and the small silver-ring in her navel visible. If Mother knew about that she would freak out. To complete her outfit was a white Maple Leaves baseball-cap with the visor turned back.
As she walked into the living room she heard strange noises from the top floor. It sounded like someone was trying to muffle a giggle and did not quite succeed. Sandra stopped dead. Could there be intruders in the house, and if so, why were they giggling?
She was a little afraid as she silently walked up the stairs, her bare feet making no noise at all. The sounds came from Maria’s room, but if she was out, who was in there? Perhaps Maria and her boyfriend had stayed in and was doing it? Sandra knelt by the keyhole to the closed door and peeped inside. She had a clear view of Maria’s bed by the window...
Maria was on her bed completely naked. She was on her back, her hands and feet tied to the bed-posts with white, thick rope. Her blonde hair was in a pig-tail that had partially come loose and in her mouth was a big, red ball, held there by a leather strap tied around her head. Sitting on the bed was one of Maria’s girl-friends, Jenny, holding a feather and in the process of tickling Maria’s belly with it. Aha, playing kinky games, are they? thought Sandra and muffled a little giggle of her own. Her cousin had sometimes hinted that she liked to play games and also that she was no stranger to girls, but Sandra had thought she was only bragging. She watched through the keyhole as Jenny slowly traced the feather-tip up and down Maria’s helplessly vulnerable tummy. Maria tried to turn away from the feather but the ropes held her firmly still. She let out giggling grunts behind the red ball in her mouth.
Suddenly, Sandra was grabbed from behind by strong arms. Someone had her upper arms in a tight grip and lifted her off the floor. Sandra tried to kick back at her attacker, but to no use. He pushed the door open and carried the kicking and screaming girl inside the room.
"I found this little spy peeking through the key-hole," Jenny’s boyfriend Patric said.
Jenny turned her attention from her bound prisoner and looked at Sandra. "We tie her up and let her watch," Jenny said.
Maria grunted muffled protests from her position on the bed, but to no avail.
Patrick held Sandra’s arms pinned behind her as Jenny approached, holding a coil of white cotton-rope.
Jenny was a cute girl of 23 and a good friend of Maria’s. They were at the local College and always went to clubs together and her boyfriend Patric was also a friend of Maria’s boyfriend Sam. Jenny had rather short red hair cut in a spiky punk-like way. She was dressed in faded jeans and a sleeveless top and was barefoot.
Patrick turned Sandra around, and Jenny started tying her hands behind her. Sandra didn’t protest or struggle. She had secret dreams of being tied up, and she thought this was exciting. When she was younger, her male cousins had always tied her to trees when they were playing cowboys and Indians, and she had always enjoyed being a prisoner in those games. Jenny tied her hands palm to palm, chincing the rope tight. With another rope she tied her elbows. She applied pressure and tightened the rope until Sandra’s elbows met behind her.
"A flexible little girl, I like it," said Jenny.
They placed her on a straight-backed chair, her arms behind the back-rest, and proceeded to tie her to it. Jenny tied her arms, midsection, legs and finally her bare feet together. Patric enjoyed the task of tying Sandra’s big-toes together with a piece of string. As he wound the string around her toes, she giggled and wiggled her toes frantically, she was very ticklish. Then he connected a rope from her feet to her hands, tightening it until Sandra’s feet were under the seat of the chair, only the toes of touching the floor. Finally, Jenny held an object in front of Sandra’s now widening eyes. It was a blue rubber-ball, similar to the red one in Maria’s mouth. It had leather straps on it.
"Open wide," said Jenny.
Sandra opened her mouth and started to protest. The ball was surely too big to fit into her mouth!
Before she had said anything, Jenny pushed the ball into her mouth. The taste of rubber felt strange, but soon the ball was resting nicely behind Sandra’s teeth. Her jaws were open wide and her full lips closed around the ball. Jenny buckled the straps in Sandra’s neck, pushing the ball further into her mouth and forcing the corners of her mouth backwards. Sandra had a little trouble swallowing with her mouth opened that wide, but soon she felt OK with the ball in her mouth. She tested her ropes, and found that she was completely helpless. Patric put her cap back on, it had fallen off during the struggle. He knelt behind the chair and very lightly tickled her bare, bound feet. She tried to move her feet away, but could not.
"We’ll play with you later, kid," Patric said.
Sandra let her muscles relax and sat there watching her naked cousin bound to the bed.
Maria was twenty-two and a stunningly beautiful girl. Her figure was fuller than Sandra’s. Although Sandra wasn’t at all ashamed of her own breasts, she had always admired Maria’s. They were big and beautiful and had rather small, pink nipples. Maria had long, shapely legs, a lovely shaped bum and a thin waist. She had long blonde hair, big blue eyes and a nice, almost ever-present smile. Maria went to the local college and lived with Sandra’s family during semesters.
As she sat there, helplessly tied to the chair with the big ball-gag in her mouth, Patrick and Jenny started to do things to Maria that Sandra never thought could happen in real life. Soon she felt tingling sensations all over her body, stronger than ever before. Her toes curled and she felt like when she kissed guys, but better. Her nipples were hard and she felt excitement building.
Patrick and Jenny continued the game by teasing Maria. They tickled her feet with feathers and soon Maria was crashing around on the bed, screaming with laughter behind her ball-gag. They tickled her toes, both under and above, and her arches. Slowly they moved upwards along her legs to her belly and continued under her arms. The feathers were replaced by ice-cubes that were slowly moved over her body. There was a clock on the wall and Sandra noticed that they tickled Maria for half an hour before letting up. Maria was out of breath and had sweat on her forehead, but Sandra saw that she liked the treatment. What they did to Maria really turned Sandra on. She had nearly forgot that she too, was their helpless prisoner, tied inescapably to the chair, and with the big rubber-ball in her mouth. Irritated by being knocked out of her dreams she noticed that she was drooling. Two small rivers of drool had formed in the corners of her mouth. She tried to suck it in, but did no good. She also tried to bite down on the ball, but that didn’t help either. She shifted in her chair, tried to move, but was caught by the ropes.
After the tickling, the captors became a little more rough. They started teasing Maria sexually. Soon she seemed to explode, but every time she was near the climax, they stopped and let her calm down. This game went on for half an hour and finally Patrick gave Maria the ultimate pleasure, using his tongue.
After they were done, they untied Maria and took her ball-gag off. They gave her water to drink and Maria asked Sandra if she was OK.
"Mgwgh," answered Sandra from behind her ball-gag. She expected to be untied now, but to her surprise, and excitement things developed in a totally different way.
Patrick and Jenny started to tie Maria up again. They re-tied her hands behind her, tied her elbows together and her knees and feet, ankles crossed. They placed her on the spare bed and bent her legs up to her hands. A rope was tied around her waist and from her belly between her legs, up to her hands. Sandra could only guess how that rope felt between Maria’s legs. From the hands the rope was tied to her ankles, and tightened so that her hands and feet nearly touched. Jenny started to slowly rake her long fingernails up and down Maria’s bare soles, and as she started giggling and squirming, Sandra saw how the crotch-rope dig into Maria, causing her to gasp. Finally Jenny put a cloth in Maria’s mouth and tied a scarf around her head, pushing the cloth deeper into her mouth. Maria was left on the bed, naked, hog-tied and gagged.
Jenny and Patrick came over to Sandra. Sandra’s green eyes were wide with excitement and a little fear as they approached. Her arms were a bit stiff, and her jaws ached a little from being wide open, holding the ball-gag for such a long time. The drool from her mouth had found it’s way down to her top and made it wet. Jenny unbuckled the strap and eased the ball-gag out, then wiping Sandra’s mouth with a cloth.
"Are you sure you’re OK?," Jenny asked.
Sandra had a bit of trouble answering, but after a glass of water, she said she was all right.
"We’d like to play a bit with you as well," Jenny said. "This is your chance to say now." Sandra said they could go on, and Jenny popped the ball-gag into her mouth again.
She was untied from the chair, stripped naked and tied to the bed in the same fashion as Maria had been. With her legs wide-spread and totally helpless, Sandra wondered if her decision had been right. Jenny jumped on the bed, kneeling by Sandra’s left foot, and the fun begun. Jenny was extremely skilled as a tickle-torturer. This combined with the fact that Sandra was extremely ticklish, made the combination perfect.
Sandra had been tickled a few times before. She had always thought the sensation of being tickled was very exciting as well as sexy. When she was fifteen, she and two boys had sneaked into the school-gym one night. Sandra had kicked off her shoes and soon the boys had grabbed her and started to tickle her feet. Another time, as a baby-sitter for her younger cousins, they had tied her to the couch and tickled her feet. These occasions had been funny, but this was something completely different.
Jenny’s skilled fingers tickled, caressed and poked around Sandra’s toes. She flexed and curled her toes, but nothing helped. Soon she was completely mad with laughter, but the ball-gag only allowed her to utter muffled grunts. When she was absolutely certain she would pass out and couldn’t take any more, Jenny just shifted tactics and started to tickle her belly. The tickling continued for an eternity, and suddenly Jenny started playing with Sandra’s nipples. The new feeling was even better and when Jenny held a clothes-pin before Sandra’s eyes, she didn’t know what to expect. Jenny put the pin on her nipple and the sensation was enormous. It hurt a little, but the sexual feeling was even better. Soon another clothes-pin was applied and then Patrick came with the ice-cubes. Sandra lost count of the time, she only knew they did wonderful and at the same time unthinkable things to her. The pins didn’t stay long on her nipples, but Patrick played with her for a very long time, and the whole time Jenny was tickling her feet. Finally Sandra exploded as a volcano and they stopped.
She lay there panting and was untied soon after. The ball-gag came off and Sandra noticed on the clock on the wall that the eternity she had been teased and tortured, in fact only was less than an hour. After catching her breath Sandra was placed on the floor and hog-tied in the same way as Maria. She was gagged again with the same kind of gag Maria had on and left on the floor.
Jenny and Patric made love on the bed while the two cousins lay hog-tied and watched. Soon they both were tugging at their crotch-ropes and floating away on an endless trip of pleasure...
By PH
She came home early and unexpected that Saturday night. Sandra had been out with some friends to see a movie, and should have slept over, but the sleep-over was canceled and Sandra went home instead. Her parents were away for the weekend and her live-in cousin Maria was probably out with her boyfriend.
Sandra had taken a shortcut through the woods and came up to the house from the garden. She unlocked the kitchen door and stepped inside. In the big spacious kitchen, she kicked off her white Nikes and walked barefoot across the floor. Her Mother would not like mud or dirt on her floor. Sandra enjoyed the cool feeling of the tiles under her bare feet.
Sandra was a beautiful girl of eighteen. She was of average height, well-built and very fit as she was the star-forward in her school’s soccer- team. She had long, dark-brown hair that usually went down over her shoulders, but today she had her hair in braids. A freckled little button-nose was flanked by high cheek-bones and above them, beautiful green eyes. When she smiled her eyes looked like those of a happy cat. Today she wore black Levi’s and a short white top that left her belly bare and the small silver-ring in her navel visible. If Mother knew about that she would freak out. To complete her outfit was a white Maple Leaves baseball-cap with the visor turned back.
As she walked into the living room she heard strange noises from the top floor. It sounded like someone was trying to muffle a giggle and did not quite succeed. Sandra stopped dead. Could there be intruders in the house, and if so, why were they giggling?
She was a little afraid as she silently walked up the stairs, her bare feet making no noise at all. The sounds came from Maria’s room, but if she was out, who was in there? Perhaps Maria and her boyfriend had stayed in and was doing it? Sandra knelt by the keyhole to the closed door and peeped inside. She had a clear view of Maria’s bed by the window...
Maria was on her bed completely naked. She was on her back, her hands and feet tied to the bed-posts with white, thick rope. Her blonde hair was in a pig-tail that had partially come loose and in her mouth was a big, red ball, held there by a leather strap tied around her head. Sitting on the bed was one of Maria’s girl-friends, Jenny, holding a feather and in the process of tickling Maria’s belly with it. Aha, playing kinky games, are they? thought Sandra and muffled a little giggle of her own. Her cousin had sometimes hinted that she liked to play games and also that she was no stranger to girls, but Sandra had thought she was only bragging. She watched through the keyhole as Jenny slowly traced the feather-tip up and down Maria’s helplessly vulnerable tummy. Maria tried to turn away from the feather but the ropes held her firmly still. She let out giggling grunts behind the red ball in her mouth.
Suddenly, Sandra was grabbed from behind by strong arms. Someone had her upper arms in a tight grip and lifted her off the floor. Sandra tried to kick back at her attacker, but to no use. He pushed the door open and carried the kicking and screaming girl inside the room.
"I found this little spy peeking through the key-hole," Jenny’s boyfriend Patric said.
Jenny turned her attention from her bound prisoner and looked at Sandra. "We tie her up and let her watch," Jenny said.
Maria grunted muffled protests from her position on the bed, but to no avail.
Patrick held Sandra’s arms pinned behind her as Jenny approached, holding a coil of white cotton-rope.
Jenny was a cute girl of 23 and a good friend of Maria’s. They were at the local College and always went to clubs together and her boyfriend Patric was also a friend of Maria’s boyfriend Sam. Jenny had rather short red hair cut in a spiky punk-like way. She was dressed in faded jeans and a sleeveless top and was barefoot.
Patrick turned Sandra around, and Jenny started tying her hands behind her. Sandra didn’t protest or struggle. She had secret dreams of being tied up, and she thought this was exciting. When she was younger, her male cousins had always tied her to trees when they were playing cowboys and Indians, and she had always enjoyed being a prisoner in those games. Jenny tied her hands palm to palm, chincing the rope tight. With another rope she tied her elbows. She applied pressure and tightened the rope until Sandra’s elbows met behind her.
"A flexible little girl, I like it," said Jenny.
They placed her on a straight-backed chair, her arms behind the back-rest, and proceeded to tie her to it. Jenny tied her arms, midsection, legs and finally her bare feet together. Patric enjoyed the task of tying Sandra’s big-toes together with a piece of string. As he wound the string around her toes, she giggled and wiggled her toes frantically, she was very ticklish. Then he connected a rope from her feet to her hands, tightening it until Sandra’s feet were under the seat of the chair, only the toes of touching the floor. Finally, Jenny held an object in front of Sandra’s now widening eyes. It was a blue rubber-ball, similar to the red one in Maria’s mouth. It had leather straps on it.
"Open wide," said Jenny.
Sandra opened her mouth and started to protest. The ball was surely too big to fit into her mouth!
Before she had said anything, Jenny pushed the ball into her mouth. The taste of rubber felt strange, but soon the ball was resting nicely behind Sandra’s teeth. Her jaws were open wide and her full lips closed around the ball. Jenny buckled the straps in Sandra’s neck, pushing the ball further into her mouth and forcing the corners of her mouth backwards. Sandra had a little trouble swallowing with her mouth opened that wide, but soon she felt OK with the ball in her mouth. She tested her ropes, and found that she was completely helpless. Patric put her cap back on, it had fallen off during the struggle. He knelt behind the chair and very lightly tickled her bare, bound feet. She tried to move her feet away, but could not.
"We’ll play with you later, kid," Patric said.
Sandra let her muscles relax and sat there watching her naked cousin bound to the bed.
Maria was twenty-two and a stunningly beautiful girl. Her figure was fuller than Sandra’s. Although Sandra wasn’t at all ashamed of her own breasts, she had always admired Maria’s. They were big and beautiful and had rather small, pink nipples. Maria had long, shapely legs, a lovely shaped bum and a thin waist. She had long blonde hair, big blue eyes and a nice, almost ever-present smile. Maria went to the local college and lived with Sandra’s family during semesters.
As she sat there, helplessly tied to the chair with the big ball-gag in her mouth, Patrick and Jenny started to do things to Maria that Sandra never thought could happen in real life. Soon she felt tingling sensations all over her body, stronger than ever before. Her toes curled and she felt like when she kissed guys, but better. Her nipples were hard and she felt excitement building.
Patrick and Jenny continued the game by teasing Maria. They tickled her feet with feathers and soon Maria was crashing around on the bed, screaming with laughter behind her ball-gag. They tickled her toes, both under and above, and her arches. Slowly they moved upwards along her legs to her belly and continued under her arms. The feathers were replaced by ice-cubes that were slowly moved over her body. There was a clock on the wall and Sandra noticed that they tickled Maria for half an hour before letting up. Maria was out of breath and had sweat on her forehead, but Sandra saw that she liked the treatment. What they did to Maria really turned Sandra on. She had nearly forgot that she too, was their helpless prisoner, tied inescapably to the chair, and with the big rubber-ball in her mouth. Irritated by being knocked out of her dreams she noticed that she was drooling. Two small rivers of drool had formed in the corners of her mouth. She tried to suck it in, but did no good. She also tried to bite down on the ball, but that didn’t help either. She shifted in her chair, tried to move, but was caught by the ropes.
After the tickling, the captors became a little more rough. They started teasing Maria sexually. Soon she seemed to explode, but every time she was near the climax, they stopped and let her calm down. This game went on for half an hour and finally Patrick gave Maria the ultimate pleasure, using his tongue.
After they were done, they untied Maria and took her ball-gag off. They gave her water to drink and Maria asked Sandra if she was OK.
"Mgwgh," answered Sandra from behind her ball-gag. She expected to be untied now, but to her surprise, and excitement things developed in a totally different way.
Patrick and Jenny started to tie Maria up again. They re-tied her hands behind her, tied her elbows together and her knees and feet, ankles crossed. They placed her on the spare bed and bent her legs up to her hands. A rope was tied around her waist and from her belly between her legs, up to her hands. Sandra could only guess how that rope felt between Maria’s legs. From the hands the rope was tied to her ankles, and tightened so that her hands and feet nearly touched. Jenny started to slowly rake her long fingernails up and down Maria’s bare soles, and as she started giggling and squirming, Sandra saw how the crotch-rope dig into Maria, causing her to gasp. Finally Jenny put a cloth in Maria’s mouth and tied a scarf around her head, pushing the cloth deeper into her mouth. Maria was left on the bed, naked, hog-tied and gagged.
Jenny and Patrick came over to Sandra. Sandra’s green eyes were wide with excitement and a little fear as they approached. Her arms were a bit stiff, and her jaws ached a little from being wide open, holding the ball-gag for such a long time. The drool from her mouth had found it’s way down to her top and made it wet. Jenny unbuckled the strap and eased the ball-gag out, then wiping Sandra’s mouth with a cloth.
"Are you sure you’re OK?," Jenny asked.
Sandra had a bit of trouble answering, but after a glass of water, she said she was all right.
"We’d like to play a bit with you as well," Jenny said. "This is your chance to say now." Sandra said they could go on, and Jenny popped the ball-gag into her mouth again.
She was untied from the chair, stripped naked and tied to the bed in the same fashion as Maria had been. With her legs wide-spread and totally helpless, Sandra wondered if her decision had been right. Jenny jumped on the bed, kneeling by Sandra’s left foot, and the fun begun. Jenny was extremely skilled as a tickle-torturer. This combined with the fact that Sandra was extremely ticklish, made the combination perfect.
Sandra had been tickled a few times before. She had always thought the sensation of being tickled was very exciting as well as sexy. When she was fifteen, she and two boys had sneaked into the school-gym one night. Sandra had kicked off her shoes and soon the boys had grabbed her and started to tickle her feet. Another time, as a baby-sitter for her younger cousins, they had tied her to the couch and tickled her feet. These occasions had been funny, but this was something completely different.
Jenny’s skilled fingers tickled, caressed and poked around Sandra’s toes. She flexed and curled her toes, but nothing helped. Soon she was completely mad with laughter, but the ball-gag only allowed her to utter muffled grunts. When she was absolutely certain she would pass out and couldn’t take any more, Jenny just shifted tactics and started to tickle her belly. The tickling continued for an eternity, and suddenly Jenny started playing with Sandra’s nipples. The new feeling was even better and when Jenny held a clothes-pin before Sandra’s eyes, she didn’t know what to expect. Jenny put the pin on her nipple and the sensation was enormous. It hurt a little, but the sexual feeling was even better. Soon another clothes-pin was applied and then Patrick came with the ice-cubes. Sandra lost count of the time, she only knew they did wonderful and at the same time unthinkable things to her. The pins didn’t stay long on her nipples, but Patrick played with her for a very long time, and the whole time Jenny was tickling her feet. Finally Sandra exploded as a volcano and they stopped.
She lay there panting and was untied soon after. The ball-gag came off and Sandra noticed on the clock on the wall that the eternity she had been teased and tortured, in fact only was less than an hour. After catching her breath Sandra was placed on the floor and hog-tied in the same way as Maria. She was gagged again with the same kind of gag Maria had on and left on the floor.
Jenny and Patric made love on the bed while the two cousins lay hog-tied and watched. Soon they both were tugging at their crotch-ropes and floating away on an endless trip of pleasure...
