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A Chalet Maid's Tale,Part 3 (of 3)

Kathy's bonds with the sex family grow even stronger
I realised that as the chalet maid it was up to me to find something to tie Thomas up with. I ran my mind through the various cupboards, but I couldn’t think of anything. Then I remembered my powder ribbons, that you have on your skis so if one comes off in deep powder the ribbon floats on the surface and you can find the ski. They’re quite strong; I ran up to get them and there they were in a drawer, several metres long and fluorescent pink.

Sara laughed when she saw them: “Oooh Thomas they’ll go so well with your hair!” Thomas was on his back with Sara astride him, as though she was riding him, stroking through his chest hair again. She seemed quite fascinated by it. Thomas was beaming up at her, stroking her gorgeous thighs. It was funny to see him like that, happy to be teased and tied up.

I gave the ribbons to Sara, who waved them around over Thomas’ face: “Mmmm, how shall we do it?” she giggled at him, looking around at everyone, “we girls don’t want to have to do all the work, do we?”

Everyone was slightly edging in, including Natasha who had stopped hiding now that Sara was in control of the hairy ‘sex beast’.

“What about,” said Natasha, “having his arms stretched out a bit, you know, on his hands and knees, with his wrists tied to things each side, so there’s a gap?” She seemed quite clued up about it, for someone with such an innocent face.

“Sofa legs,” Rachel joined in, grinning, “they’re quite heavy aren’t they? And if the beast tries to escape we’ll have plenty of time to deal with him!” She was less like a mother than ever.

“So we can just slide in under him, and make him perform!” Dani was into it as well, all of them having fun with their new game, “maybe a little bit of spanking on his ass if he needs it?”

Mike shared a grin with Thomas. Clearly this was something he’d had to experience too. I think Thomas was glad to know he wasn’t the only one, just like I’d been glad to know that Dani had been straight, like me, before the sex club came along.

At Sara’s urging Thomas rolled over onto his front and crawled into the middle of the room, between the big sofas. Everyone was grinning, especially me. I never in a million years thought I’d see my Mr Wonderful ski instructor like that!!

Thomas’ wrists were duly tied, one to each sofa, so that he couldn’t bring his hands closer than about a metre to each other. I was impressed how such a simple thing could make a big strong man powerless. A girl could slid in, get fucked, and slide out again and he couldn’t get a hand on her. Brilliant.

Sara slid under him and stroked his cock, which was quite big again already. She licked and sucked it to bring it to fully hard. I realised she must be licking my pussy juice off it as well as his semen: that thought made my pussy start to tingle a bit again.

“There he is,” she pronounced, “who’s first?”

“Perhaps we should spin a bottle?” suggested Rachel, “for those who want some beastly sex?”

Dani went and got an empty wine bottle from the kitchen area and we all clustered round, even Natasha I was surprised to see. But not Mike, fortunately! I say ‘fortunately’ because somehow gay male seems different from gay female. Unfairly I suppose, but anyway I don’t find it sexy for some reason, so in among the general sex free-for-all I was glad I wasn’t going to be seeing Thomas getting it on with Mike!

I joined in the circle, not wanting to reject Thomas, but I was secretly hoping to get another go with Mike instead; I was starting to feel like a fuck again but I didn’t fancy another pounding: I was feeling a bit tender round my vulva.

Everyone looked at the bottle for a moment then Rachel leaned over and spun it. It whirled round, slowed, and stopped pointing exactly between me and Dani. No-one knew what to do for a second, until Mike said “spin again, till it gives a clear winner,” and Rachel spun it again. It stopped at Natasha. I immediately started to worry but she hadn’t been pretending to want some sex beast action, she crawled straight over to Thomas and started stroking him – obviously the captive beast was a different proposition to the alpha male.

Thomas was clearly thrilled; he’d been hoping for a chance at her from the first day. And he would never fuck a girl more beautiful, that’s for sure. Normally he’d never have had the chance either: it was only his being tied up that gave her the confidence. The vastly more sensitive Mike was more Natasha’s kind of man, normally.

As it was though, she was totally into the sex game and set out to tame the hairy beast. We all watched entranced as she caressed Thomas all over for a couple of minutes, kissing him and running her fingertips lightly over his skin. She leaned against him, brushed her pert tits against him, flowed her long hair over him, sniffed him even, ran her fingers through his hair, round his neck and ears, and then finally down over chest to his balls and cock. He was gasping. It was incredible to watch. I’d never even tried to be so sensual with him; and if I had tried, it wouldn’t have been as good as that.

Finally Natasha slid her slender body under him, in a fluid, effortless movement. She was so small under him, less than half his weight and it looked like a bigger difference than that even. And she looked so much younger.

That didn’t matter now though: she put a leg either side of his, arched up to brush his cock with her bush, and put her hands round his neck. “Kiss me, beast,” she commanded, and Thomas bent down and did his best to give her a gentle kiss. It didn’t come naturally to him but I could see he was making a real effort. He did make a good sex beast, I was thinking. It wasn’t too far away from how he really was: big and hairy, and although he was good-natured he had plenty of masculine aggression in him, you could just imagine him breaking free and running amok!!

Watching Natasha was turning us all on. Dani was next to me and she was turning me on too, starting to lean into me. Sara and Rachel were stroking each other.

Natasha brought her knees up and out, and reached down for Thomas’ cock, which was throbbing visibly. He groaned as her delicate fingers found it and pulled it forwards towards her pussy. “Slide your big cock into me, beast, then await instructions.” She was really into games and role-playing!

Thomas lowered his pelvis towards her, Natasha thrust up with hers, and he slid in easily, in one motion. Natasha arched eagerly upwards, pressing him into her. “Now, fuck me, beast, not too hard, but not slow either! Feel my hands, and do what they say.” She put her hands on the sides of his chest and I could see her giving push-and-pull signals with them. Thomas obediently started pumping in and out.

They fucked for about a minute, Natasha stopping herself sliding away by pulling with her hands, then suddenly she was demanding more. Her hands were working to speed him up and she was gasping her commands: “faster, beast, fuck me, faster, go ON!” and she was there, as quickly as that. “Urrrh urrhh urrh!” she was groaning, cumming already. God, it was quick.

Thomas hadn’t cum, and he was so into it I don’t think he’d have stopped, given the choice, but Natasha let go, was pushed along by his thrusts for a stroke or two and then slid off his cock and out from under him, until her pussy was under his face. “Lick me!” she commanded, and I goggled as Thomas obediently stifled his gasping and licked her pussy a few times. “Thank you, beast,” she said happily, getting up and patting him, “you’ve been a very good sex animal.” She started laughing and we all joined in. I was completely wowed by the whole thing, I’d never seen sex as just so much fun like that.

Thomas was looking around, grinning a bit desperately. Rachel looked to see if anyone else was making a move, then went over and started on him. She followed the same pattern as her daughter, stroking and kissing and sniffing him, then slid underneath.

Mike had been behind me and I looked round. He caught my look, returned it with the same interest, and I moved onto my hand and knees. A nice doggy would spare my tenderised bits and his big expertly wielded cock would get me off again nicely. I stroked Dani with one hand and she eased herself in under me. We had a quick kiss while I had still some breath and then Mike was easing his cock in. I was more than wet enough and he was all the way in straight away; it felt fantastic.

I looked over at Rachel impaling herself on Thomas’ desperate cock, then at Sara cuddling Natasha, then down at my beautiful lesbian lover. I reached back with one hand to give Mike a touch of appreciation as he started to fuck me.

Dani stroked and nibbled and licked my newly sensitive tits. She slid a finger down to my clit and I winced a little, it was quite tender, and she immediately withdrew and concentrated on my tits and neck, which she delicately stroked her fingers round.

Mike fucked me, his hands on the top of my pelvis, taking care not to land with a thump. He just knew. It felt so caring, I could feel that through his fingertips even. Dani was caressing me, so sensually, as my pussy was kept simmering with Mike’s long, gentle pumping, and my mind was kept simmering watching her gorgeous mother getting fucked, quite hard now, by my big hairy tied-up sex beast boyfriend.

I fell into a daze as the sex took me over, my mind wandering through all the flirting and teasing and cums and fucks. It was all jumbled up now, which bits had happened when, but it didn’t matter. There was lots of it, I could have far more sex than I thought, that was the main thing. As long as I was aroused, by body could handle it, and so the fact that the sex family were all so gorgeous and constantly arousing wasn’t a problem; it was an opportunity. I loved them all. Especially Dani.

Mike fucked me, Dani fondled me, and I knew I’d never be the same again.

I came out of my daze as Mike started to speed up. I saw Rachel was lasting longer than Natasha, and Thomas was building up to an orgasm. He started to pump hard and Rachel let herself be pushed along the rug till she was slightly out of range and he couldn’t pump any more without coming out. “Don’t be too beastly, beast,” she gasped, and Thomas apologised. “Sorry,” he said “I am not quite tame yet.” He smiled with a fetching awareness of his fault, and Rachel pulled herself back a bit.

She was close, and so was Thomas. She wrapped her arms round his chest and pulled herself up to him, then she was thrusting her pelvis up to meet him and they were both grunting, cumming hard. It was incredible to see her slender, feminine little body working so hard to get his sperm into her, she was writhing and curling her body to push her pussy right onto his cock, as far as it could possibly go.

Then, breathing hard, she relaxed back onto the floor. She and Thomas were smiling at each other, Rachel stroking his chest hair.

Meanwhile I was about to cum, I realised. I looked at Dani under me, her gorgeous face staring up at me as she caressed my tits, and I felt the orgasm start to surge through me, my pussy clamping rhythmically down on Mike’s cock and setting him off. I felt his hands grip me as he held his cock deep in me, not pumping any more – still so aware of my tender bits - but just pressing in deep while he spurted his sperm into my sucking pussy.

The orgasm faded into bliss and I lowered myself slightly onto Dani and kissed her, feeling Mike slowly easing his cock out of my satisfied quim. I rolled onto my back next to Dani and pulled Mike onto me, kissing and hugging him. He is so gorgeous, I just felt cherished by his fuck. Even though I was so thoroughly fucked I found my fingers following the muscles on his back and shoulders. Then, thinking of what Natasha had done, I ran my fingertips over his neck and through his hair, expressing my feelings for him. I couldn’t work out how it had never occurred to me to do that sort of thing before.

Sara and Natasha crawled over to Thomas and knelt next to him, stroking him just as though he was an animal they were fond of, while Rachel stroked him from underneath. Thomas looked as amazed as I felt.

Normally he was the big male with the girls all subordinate to him. It occurred to me perhaps my being a lot younger was no accident: it did put him in charge. He could easily have chosen a girl closer to his own age, he’s so handsome.

I cuddled with my two lovers for a few minutes, waiting to see if the sex beast was going to be doing any more servicing duties, but evidently he was finished for now. He enjoyed the attention but his cock stayed limp. Well he’d had three cums, four fucks, that was above average probably for what a guy could deliver in one session. If he wanted Sara again it would have to wait. And the girls seemed to realise that: they weren’t working on his cock, just enjoying his big body in a sort of light sensual way, stroking his hairy back, ass and head.

After a few minutes Sara reached down and untied one wrist, and Rachel pulled herself out and untied the other. Thomas stood up, towering over them again. They got up too and he smiled at them and put his arms round all three of them. “You are so sexy,” he said, “thank you.”

Thanks didn’t feel quite the right thing to say. They stayed like that for a few seconds then Sara eased herself out, followed by the other two. Dominant male was just not their thing, I could see. Feeling I ought to be loyal I got up and went over to give him a kiss and a cuddle, starting to wonder about sleeping with him or Dani. I found myself hoping guiltily that he’d have to go. I just knew Dani wouldn’t want to be three-in-a-bed with him and I really wanted to be with her.

Whether Thomas picked up that he wasn’t quite fitting in or not I don’t know, but he did in fact explain that he had to be up for his class in the morning, didn’t want to be walking home at six, and said goodnight. Everyone gave him a friendly send-off, but then I felt the sex family come back together and it was all closer without him. He’d been part of a fun game and now the game had finished.

I was sad, in some ways, to see that I was so much a part-time girlfriend for Thomas, but at the same time I was thrilled to find that I was included in the core closeness of the sex family. I felt really loved and accepted.

I went to bed with Dani again, as I’d so hoped, and it was wonderful: no thinking to do or allowances to make, no performance, it was just natural affection and attraction. We’d both had enough sex and we cuddled and talked for a bit, then dropped off to sleep together.

In the morning it was a different story though: Dani was waking me up by licking my tits and stroking a finger over my clit. So I woke up wet and ready for sex, pleased to find my clit had recovered from the bashing it had had the evening before. I pulled the covers off her head and ran my fingers through her hair. Today, I suddenly decided, would be the day I finally kissed goodbye to being some guy’s lay and became a sensual person in my own right.

I stroked my fingers down to Dani’s pussy and found she was immediately as wet as me. I thought about the things I liked and tried to do those things to her, wetting her clit and sliding my fingers over it, gently probing her pussy and crooking a finger to stir around her G-sport, and stroking her lightly with my other hand, all over the place like her neck, tits, ears, her little waist and through her thick, wavy hair.

It was so much communication; I imagined reactions and got them, fine-tuning what I was doing and working at giving my side of the relationship. Dani didn’t seem to be making any effort, she just did the right things to me automatically, it seemed like; perhaps it just came naturally to her or perhaps she’d learned them with her time in the sex family.

Either way it was fantastic. We’d pulled the quilt off and I gazed at her gorgeous body: her fine, Mediterranean skin and amazing feminine shape; feminine being so sexy to me suddenly. I couldn’t explain how it hadn’t been all that sexy a few days ago. My whole body tingled with sensation, what she was doing to me, and in a couple of minutes I was on the brink. I squashed her clit completely with my thumb and wiggled two crooked fingers in her pussy and then there we were, both cumming together. “Urrh urrh urrh” Dani was groaning and I was groaning and gasping along with her, sharing the intense, ecstatic experience.

We slowed down and lay breathing heavily together. She stroked over me lightly and I did the same, over her firm, nicely muscled shoulder, down the taper to her little waist, up over her neat, medium-sized hip and down the top of her gorgeous slender thigh. I looked into her face, at her pupils huge in her fabulous eyes, and I knew mine were huge too. We had a long, lingering kiss then got up and into the shower, still together.

I went down to get breakfast ready and everyone gave me a touch as they came down: a stroke over my ass, a kiss, or fingers through my hair. It felt great. Over breakfast the mood was for free-skiing rather than ski class. It seemed they’d outgrown the class with its many short runs and lots of waiting around while Thomas gave individual tips, practicing moves the athletic sex family had already mastered. I gave Rachel Thomas’ phone number and she phoned him to say they were dropping out of classes but hoped perhaps to see him later. It all sounded nice and friendly and we set out for a day’s skiing together.

It was a great day again and we skied all over the mountain. I didn’t mind going slowly and staying on the easier runs, it was just fun to ski with them, all supporting each other and improving their turns.

At the end of the day I’d been expecting to join Thomas in the café as usual, but we just didn’t; Sara and Rachel set off from the lift station towards the chalet and I followed with the others. No-one said anything; they’d just dropped him. I didn’t say anything either, it wasn’t a conscious decision, for me anyway, but it was a decision and I was part of it: more Dani and the sex family, no more Thomas. It was so ruthless, but so natural. So strong. I was guilty, but thrilled.

We got into the chalet and Dani came up to my room with me, everyone seeming to expect it. This time we showered first, working each other up into a nice state! I asked Dani if I could try using the dildo on her and ran down in a T-shirt to pop it in the microwave. Mike was there with Sara already, both wearing T-shirts and nothing else. Mike’s relaxed dick and Sara’s little blonde bush were casually on display. Well my own pussy was only an inch or two above the bottom of my T-shirt, and it was wet and fragrant with pussy juice, ready to give Dani a good seeing to. They both gave me a touch as I put the dildo in for 30 seconds.

I felt something like an insect on my ass and reached back to brush it off, and just as I did Sara grabbed my other wrist in both her tiny hands. What? Tiny but strong. Mike grabbed the hand I’d put behind my back and brought it together with the other, taking over from Sara. I heard Sara giggling her naughty giggle. I tried to free my hands but Mike was far too strong. God! What were they going to do to me?

“Sorry Kath,” Sara wasn’t really apologising, stroking one sexy little hand up my leg and one over my tits, “you can’t expect to just walz in like this, with these legs, these tits, and your pussy all wet, and not get fucked, can you?”

“I have to get back to Dani,” I tried as an excuse, “she’s waiting for me.” God, I sounded like a little girl.

“She can have you back in a bit,” Sara was going over to one of the armchairs, getting one of my pink powder ribbons left there from the evening before, “when we’ve finished with you.” She was still giggling. “Or perhaps she’s going to try and rescue you?”

Mike lifted one arm up and I felt Sara tying one wrist above the elbow of the other arm. Then they did the other wrist to the other arm and I was completely defenceless! I could move around on my legs of course, but otherwise anyone could do anything to me and I couldn’t do a thing to stop them. And my arms’ being behind my back pushed my tits up and out even more.

They’d been so quick and efficient the microwave was only just beeping as Mike pushed me forwards over the island worktop, nudged my feet apart, and slid his huge cock into me. It went in easily and I groaned as he filled me, picturing the long, thick pole with its bulbous head disappearing into my helpless pussy.

I’d never been tied up before, so it was all new. But it was a little bit like the evening before when Dani just took me over and over again, or the evening before that when they all took me, one after the other, taking turns.

“We’ve noticed, Kath,” Sara was in full game mode, grinning, “that you’re a bit of a sex slave, you know, you just seem to like being fucked and fucked, and brought to your lovely strong cums over and over again.” I could only groan as I tried to think whether there was any truth in that.

Mike was pumping me with long, rapid strokes, rhythmical and irresistible; it felt totally fantastic, and before I’d even really taken in what was happening I was cumming, and so was he. He pressed into me with each stroke, spurting and groaning, and I came and came until, eventually, he softened and slowed to a stop.

“Gorgeous,” Sara was tying something round my neck. One end of the powder ribbon. She pulled and I stood up, still trembling from my cum, and followed her obediently on my leash, over to one of the sofas, where she deposited me, pulling the loose end of the ribbon over one arm of the sofa and hiding behind it. Mike had gone behind the other sofa. Sara suddenly reappeared, naked now, stuffed some T-shirt into my mouth, and then hid again.

We waited. I saw Natasha and Rachel come in, see what was going on, and go out again, smiles all over their beautiful faces.

It seemed a long time but eventually I heard Dani’s light, fluid steps coming down the stairs, first one flight, then the second, and into the living room. I heard her coming over, then gasp as she saw me. “Oh Kathy!” she cried, “whatever’s happened? Here, let me untie you!” She was instantly in game mode as well. They were all into it, just like that.

As Dani got to me Sara and Mike stood up. “Oh No!” Dani was running for the door, but Mike caught her. “Help Help!” she wailed, and I watched with my eyes glued to the scene as my beautiful, slender girlfriend was carried into the middle of the room by Mike, with his bulging muscles, then was stripped by the naked gymnast Sara, and bound like me with the other powder ribbon, her hands behind her back. Mike held her facing me, kissing her neck, while Sara stroked her pert tits, down her flat tummy, over her bush, and round over her gorgeous pert little ass. All ever so slowly, and then the whole thing all over again. Dani was gasping, sounding close to a cum, as Sara’s sexy little fingertips brushed over her super-sensitive tits. Tits so high and so pert, just begging to be molested.

Mike picked her up, from behind, sort of tossed her up, and caught her by her legs, his cock visible between them and hard again already. Well that was amazing in a way, he’d only cum about three or four minutes before, but inevitable in another way: Dani looked the sexiest thing in the entire world, ever - her fabulous little body naked and tied up and prey to her captors’ lust, and her beautiful face with a half-convincing expression of helpless terror.

Mike pulled her legs wide apart, holding her knees, arched himself backwards, and entered her! It was incredible to see. Only Dani’s slenderness, Mike’s strength, and his long cock made it possible.

Mike started to ravish her in front of me, her beautiful face reacting as his cock slid in and out of her pussy, glistening with her juice. He couldn’t get it all the way in but several inches were going to and fro, in and out of her. She was groaning and gasping, “No, no, help! Save me! I’m being fucked!”

Sara slid a little hand in to make up for Mike not bottoming out onto her, squeezing and rubbing her clit. Sara grinned at me, an evil jeer on her face. “You see, what happens to girls we capture? They get fucked!”

My own pussy was raging, despite having just orgasmed. It was a seriously naughty fantasy, but God, it was so hot.

Rachel and Natasha came back in and sat down on the edge of the sofa, either side of me. I had slid half off the sofa, my butt just on the cushion. They watched the ravishment of Dani while they molested me, running their sensual fingers over my helpless restrained body. Natasha got up and came back with a pair of scissors. “I wonder what she looks like under here?” she giggled, starting cutting up the middle of my T-shirt. Rachel followed the developing cut upwards with one slender, sensual hand: on my tummy, then up to the base of one tit, round the base with one finger, and then as my T-shirt was finally cut all the way open she started to caress the whole tit with her fingertips.

Natasha started on my thigh, stroking up the inside with her fingertips, her touch somehow feeling even more amazing than Rachel’s. After a couple of strokes she stood up and gradually pulled down the little white panties she’d been wearing under her T-shirt. Then looking at me, she very slowly pulled her T-shirt off, revealing her gorgeous slender, tanned body. Her thick light-brown hair fell half way down her back, and she shook her head to shake a strand off her face. I gazed at her gorgeous face, pert tits, miniscule waist and beautifully shaped legs.

She grinned at me, still young and getting used to her looks. I’d gone through the same thing, in a more modest way, three years before. I gazed lustfully back, tied and helpless.

Rachel stood up and copied her daughter, stripping slowly in front of me, her body so like Dani’s. The woman was mature, but her body wasn’t. Her hair was a bit darker and shorter, and her eyes a light hazel instead of just hazel. They were magnetically attractive, drawing your gaze. She was so beautiful, even more so perhaps with the grown-up level of understanding in her eyes.

My legs were already apart, my pussy wet and hoping for some attention. I could see Dani’s fucking getting more intense, Mike starting to pump her defenceless pussy harder and faster. She’d folded her legs and now Mike had an arm under each bent knee. By the sound of her she wasn’t going to last long.

Natasha lay herself front-down on my thigh, straddling it, and started licking my tit. She gently rubbed her clit on my thigh muscle. Rachel did the same on my other side, leaving me almost covered in two generations of beautiful sexed-up lezzie. I was getting desperate for another cum. I felt a slender, delicate finger stroke up my dripping slit onto my clit, just too lightly to set me off.

I heard Dani start her orgasm and saw her go rigid as it ripped through her, her beautiful face staring in ecstasy for ten, fifteen seconds, then gradually returning to her captive reality. Mike slowed down and after a minute he slid his cock out of her, depositing her bound and panting on the floor. His cock was still huge and hard – he hadn’t cum.

He and Sara came towards me. It was going to be four on one, and I was helpless! Rachel and Natasha rolled off slightly to either side and pulled my legs wide apart. Mike was going to take me, with his huge cock coated with Dani’s fresh juices.

I watched him come nearer and nearer, position his huge purple cockhead, then as he entered me I was cumming already, overwhelmed by the outrageous sexiness of it all. I came and came, groaning.

When I came down Mike was still hard in me, pressed up against my vulva, supporting himself on his arms, while Rachel and Natasha still had possession of my legs. Sara had disappeared.

They gave me a couple of minutes then Mike started ravishing me again.

He fucked me to another orgasm, cumming himself this time, then another, and another, and another, till I lost count. Sometimes he came with me, sometimes he didn’t, but he stayed big either way, or quickly got big again. As I tired the girls joined in, arousing me with stroking and kissing, and I kept cumming. Later on I found out I came six times in the next hour, but at the time I lost track completely, I was just lost in my world of sex slavery, being ravished, used, and taken over and over again.

At some point Sara reappeared, busy with something, but there was no room for her around me. I dimly registered that she untied Dani and Dani fucked her on the floor, but it made no difference to me, my senses were already completely overloaded.

Eventually it ended. I groaned my way through yet another cum and Mike slid his finally deflated cock out of me. Rachel brushed some sweaty strands of hair off my face. “Darling,” she called me that! “we have something we want to try on you. We weren’t going to say anything, it’s still a bit of an experiment. We’ve tried it on ourselves but we want to try it on someone new. Someone strong and fit, highly sexed, like you, but not involved with it like we all are.” She smiled at me. They were all watching me closely.

“We needed you tired and satisfied, to see if it really works,” she continued, “if it can arouse you even against your will, if you see what I mean.” I gaped stupidly at her, not really taking it in. My world was so different from how it had been, I might as well have been on the moon. I was exhausted, but I loved them completely.

They all got up and made space around me, so Sara could come and sit down next to me, holding a laptop and something connected to it by a cable.

She opened the laptop and clicked in a program window. I peered at the screen and saw the title bar ‘SensaSexTM’. Sara saw me looking and giggled. “It was Rachel’s idea, to start with; she was thinking what to do, an Open University course, and she thought ‘programming’. So then we put that together with Mike and his smart fabric and our sex toy inventing, and Mike got some programming done without the coders knowing what it was for, and we’ve made a sensing vibrator. A smart vibrator. You’ll see! That’s why we don’t have a better strapless strap-on finished yet, we got distracted with this.” She giggled again and brought her hand into view; in it was a big pink vibrator, ribbed, with a flap thing on it and with the wire going to it. It was translucent, with stuff inside, mechanism of some sort.

I had no idea what to expect. And no energy or even the possibility of doing anything about it, all tied up, except to submit to their sex-mad plan and see what they did to me. I lay back, my head propped on the sofa back, my legs wide open, and watched as she rubbed the vibrator lightly up and down my sticky labia and then slid it into me. It felt OK: even with all that extreme fucking Mike hadn’t bruised me, he’s such an artist, and they’d kept me so wet.

The vibrator was about seven inches long, up to the flap thing which was bent to form an L shape going up onto my mons. She turned to her program. I felt the vibrator start to vibrate, then wriggle around, bending itself to and fro. The flap thing bent at the tip and gripped me just above my pubis. It didn’t do much for me, to start with. Sara moved a slider in the program window and clicked a button. She giggled again, excited and expectant. “It’s on ‘Auto’,” she said “twenty minutes.”

“Twenty minutes?” I asked.

“You’ll cum in twenty minutes,” she replied, “if it’s working; see this timer here?” There was a countdown clock on the screen, now reading ’19:49’.

Sara looked round at the others: “What sort of intensity do you think?”

“She’s a strong girl,” said Rachel, “I’d say...eighty percent?” There was a general nodding and Sara moved a slider on the screen. I felt the vibrator start to increase its activity. I nearly asked what that was all about but then I just felt too helpless. It wouldn’t make any difference. Anyway I was finding it hard to speak, suddenly. My clit and pussy had gone mental.

The flap thing had clamped down, I faintly realised, so that the rest of the device could buzz and move around inside me. There was some kind of pad on my clit that was vibrating, and the cock bit of it was moving somehow, only a little way perhaps but quickly. Also some of it was sort of wriggling around inside me. It was hard to make out what all the sensations were exactly, but they were intense. And there was a tingling, like a mild electric shock.

With my hands still tied behind my back I was powerless to do anything about it. I’d never felt anything like it, my whole pussy was being stirred into a maelstrom. I arched and writhed around on the sofa, gasping and groaning, I knew I was going to cum, only a few seconds after it started.

But just as I was about to, the sensations eased. Rachel clapped, and the others all touched and patted each other. Then the vibrator kicked off again, not quite so strong, and I gasped and withed around some more, my brain off in some other place as sex took me over completely. I was nearly cumming, but not quite, and I stayed right on the brink for ages.

Eventually the orgasm seemed nearer, I thought ‘thank Christ’, my pussy was starting to clamp down on the invader, but then at the last second the sensation ebbed away again and I sagged back. My pussy relaxed and immediately the machine started again, moving and vibrating and tingling. The same thing happened a few minutes later, then again, and again. Each time the intensity of the sensation seemed to be adjusted so it took a bit longer to get up there the next time.

“Not long to go,” I heard Sara say, looking at the screen. I made an effort and held my head still for a moment to look. The countdown said 4:32. God! The machine was in control of my orgasm. How had they done it? Christ. I felt totally enslaved.

But there was nothing I could do. I could have asked the sex family to stop it, but somehow that would be to fail them. They’d set me a task and I had to see it through. They expected me to be a big strong sexy girl, and that’s what I would be, if it killed me.

Four minutes wasn’t very long but it was a long time to spend in a state like the one I was in. My pussy was feeding signals to my brain that it could hardly deal with, the extreme ecstasy that comes just before orgasm, but going on and on. I was lurching about, bouncing my pelvis up and down as my pussy went mad, buzzing and tingling, flooding my bloodstream with sex hormones.

I finally started watching the clock with my blurred vision, trying to keep my eyes on it while I thrashed around, looking for the end to my sex torture. I saw it drop below 1:00 and then agonisingly creep down as the seconds ticked by, all the time my pussy in a rage of excitation.

At 0:05 I had to stop looking. I didn’t even know where I was looking any more, I wasn’t actually seeing anything. The sensation had gone up, and up, and up, and finally, at last, it didn’t ease off but kept going and I came. I was arched right up in the air, my feet on the floor and my shoulders on the sofa, then I crashed back down again, up again, and down again, yelling something. My pussy was trying to crush the vibrator, squeezing, pulsating, and then suddenly my arms were free – I had torn the powder ribbons apart in my orgasmic seizure.

The vibrator was slowing down and releasing its grip already as I grabbed it. I thrust it into me, then pumped it in and out a few times as I finished.

I woke up to find the sex family all around me, fussing over me and saying my name. I’d blacked out. I was covered in sweat and shivering.

Sara was saying: “Maybe we need to change the scale a bit, what do you think? Make 70% the new 100%?” It occurred to me there might be a bit of a ruthless streak in her. The little minx!

They covered me with a quilt while I started to recover, then Dani took me up, washed me in the shower, and cuddled me while I had a nap. I woke up starving hungry about nine o’clock, and we went down again. Rachel had cooked dinner and they’d waited for me. They all came over and made a fuss of me, making me feel great. “Sorry gorgeous,” Sara was contrite, stroking my ass, “it was set a bit high wasn’t it? You were brilliant though, I never knew someone could cum like that.”

I was treated like a bit of a heroine. Over dinner they explained how smart fabric had been incorporated into the dildo, in a triple moulding, to sense pressure and wetness in a pussy. Then the program used that in calculations to sense how close you were to orgasm and control what the vibrator did. It was very clever, as far as I could tell. They were trusting me to keep their secret while they sorted out exactly what they could patent.

After dinner I fell asleep on the sofa, still pretty exhausted, and then when I woke up we all went to bed. Dani came to bed with me again, and I dropped off with her warm little body touching me, feeling totally loved and part of the sex family.

The next day was Friday, the last day of skiing, and I spent it with them, skiing all over the mountain in glorious sunshine, nude under our ski suits again and my pussy a bit damp all day. It had been a bit achey first thing but otherwise it had recovered.

At lunchtime we went to the mountain restaurant where we’d met Thomas and he was there, totally cool about everything. He had a new girl with him, a very pretty young girl, and I was friends with him and so were the sex family. He obviously expected to swap his sex partners all the time and losing me wasn’t a problem. Or if it was he wasn’t about to admit it. His new girl looked thrilled to be in his company and I wondered if I’d looked like that last December. Well anyway, I was different now.

At the end of the day we went back to the chalet skied out and happy. We lit the big log fire and had sex in front of it all evening, apart from supper, and I finally tried the active end of the strapless strap-on. I fucked Sara and Dani; it was fantastic, feeling them respond to what I was giving them, and learning to move my pelvis around to get myself off at the same time. Rachel and Natasha fucked me with it, and Mike fucked me as well, a gorgeous long, caring fuck to finish the evening. It’s amazing, now five fucks in an evening seems quite normal!

When we went to bed Dani and I talked for a while. They were leaving the next day and I was working round to saying I wanted to see her again, but not sure if it would sound silly, when she asked me which uni I was going to. I said Bristol and she said she’d thought of applying there to do environmental geoscience. She wasn’t going to do a gap year so we’d be starting together. Just like that we were going to share a flat.

She said she had a boyfriend who hadn’t wanted to come skiing, because he’d gone on a school trip and damaged a knee quite badly, but she wasn’t that serious about him. And anyway, as she stroked her delicate, sensual fingers down my leg, what was I planning to do after the ski season ended?

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Comments(6)

Catmandue53
Posted 31 Aug 2013 00:32
You are an amazing writer mate! I followed you here from xnxx.com, and I'm really glad I did.

You've got the knack my friend, keep it up!
MrSoftee
Posted 30 Jul 2013 14:22
Thanks for your comment HotBttmInBriefs, and all the others you've generously made. Yeah I wasn't so happy with this chapter. Should've just stopped earlier probably.
HotBttmInBriefs
Posted 29 Jul 2013 04:09
Another nice part. Enjoyed the first 2 parts the most.
MrSoftee
Posted 06 Jul 2011 00:43
You have no idea how much these comments mean to an insecure novice writer! Thank you so much. Feeling even a small number of people really enjoy them keeps me going
jbaby125
Posted 05 Jul 2011 16:28
I have enjoyed this series more than you know. Keep up the good work.
dice77
Posted 01 Jul 2011 10:53
one of the best stories that I have read on Lush
 

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