My Stepsister’s Bondage Party

Cindy hands me a new outfit, another one with a bondage theme. I’m not getting dressed yet, though. We’re having a party first. Christine is coming over, and we’re getting drunk in my dorm room. The room is a mess, with beanbags, pillows, and blankets scattered all over the floor.

Cindy is wearing a long-sleeved knit top, black, of course, with a waist-cinching underbust corset. Her boobs look great, and her eye makeup is super dark, but her lips aren’t as heavily done as usual. Maybe she’s planning on kissing.

She’s wearing a black mesh skirt, long, with lace and ribbon at the hem, and a dark burgundy crinoline underneath that makes it flounce out. Her stockings are up under the skirt, and she’s wearing big, clompy goth boots. We settle in with a bottle of tequila and start playing Truth or Dare, a great way to get to know each other.

Cindy to Christine: “Are you really brother and sister?”

“No, not really.”

“Sister and sister”

“What?!”

“Next!”

Cindy to Kevin: “Do you think Christine is hot?”

“Yes, and I’ve told her that.”

“You didn’t say I was hot, you just said you liked me.”

Kevin to Christine: “Has a girl ever penetrated you?”

“No, but me, with toys and stuff.”

Christine to Cindy: “How old are you really?”

“Fifteen.”

“Woah! No Shit!? But that’s kinda hot though. You’re very mature.”

“Gee, thanks.”

Cindy to Christine: “I dare you to kiss… him.”

Cindy doesn’t like to say my real name. I finally get to kiss Christine, and it’s warm and exciting.

“That was actually pretty OK. You kiss like a girl and I mean that in a good way.”

Kevin to Cindy: “I dare you to kiss Christine.”

“Finally!”

“Yay!”

They engage in ostentatious kissing, and I feel like I’m not even in the room with them for a minute. It gets me really turned on, watching my crush/friend and my sister/lover mackin’ on each other.

Christine to Cindy, after they both recover a bit: “Do you guys have sex?”

“As much as we can!”

Everybody is red for a moment, and giggling. Christine gulps a bit on that fact. I don’t think she expected to hear that about me.

Kevin to Christine: “Are you a virgin?”

“Well, no, I’ve had sex with other people, girl people… and I’ve used dildos. You can do a lot with your fingers.”

“Indeed.”

Cindy to Kevin: “I dare you to show Christine your underwear.”

“OK.”

I do a slinky strip tease removal of my tight black jeans, revealing the burgundy satin panties with black lace trim.

“Wow! Are you always wearing that?”

“Sometimes.”

“I’m not looking at your dick by the way. Just admiring your underwear on your slim hips.”

“Don’t talk about it, it might get excited and then his panties won’t fit anymore.”

Cindy to Kevin: “Dare me to kiss her again.”

“That will get it excited!… OK, kiss her again, more tongue this time.”

I lay back and watch them kiss for a good three minutes. I fold my legs in a ladylike manner so Christine doesn’t fixate on my bulge. We do more shots.

Cindy: “I’m gonna dare both of you to touch my boobs. They really need touching.”

She pulls her tight tank top off over her head, and we get on either side of her, feeling her over her underwire, push-up bra. Her nipples poke out rock hard.

“Errrrrggggg.”

She squirms and wriggles around. Christine bites her through her bra.

“OhmiGod girl!”

They kiss some more. I pinch at her nipples and dip my fingers inside the bra cups while they tongue wrestle.

“Hey, that’s unofficial! Back to the game!”

“OK, everybody breathe… Truth. Christine, have you ever touched a dick before?”

“No, and I don’t plan to.”

“Dare! Just a little, over the panties.”

She feels my hard meat for a while and then gives me a little kiss. I feel sparks.

“It’s kind of friendly. Still a little intimidating but it’s you so it’s not so bad.”

Cindy to Kevin: “I dare you to give our friend a cock sucking demonstration.”

“I will! And you’re gonna give a Jizz shooting demonstration!”

“And Christine gets to help, but she only has to use her hands… and I get to touch her boobs.”

I add on all my demands. I hope I didn’t ask too much.

Long pause, then all together: “DEAL!”

Cindy gets down between my legs and peels the panties away from my straining hard penis. She mouths all over it noisily and tells Christine what she’s doing and Christine even gets a hand on me and slides it around on my spit-wetted dick.

I draw her up toward me for some kissing which she seems to respond well to, and I get my hands on her voluminous tits over her black knit top.

Cindy to Kevin: “Now Shon… Shon is gonna show you just how turned on you’ve gotten him.”

“This beautiful cock is going to shoot some creamy fireworks for us!”

“Ohhhhhh!”

I look at Christine’s dark eyes and little glasses, and my hand on her billowing breast, and at Cindy’s eager face grinning up at me.

“OOOOHHHHHHHHHUUUUHHH!”

The cum blasted two feet in the air, no lie, and rained down on their hands and arms and Cindy’s forehead.

“Wooooahh! Ya!”

“Wow! Eeeeek!”

“Awesome baby! Cindy wrung out my dick with both of her hands, milking every last drop. Christine was pushing the blobs of cum on her black skirt around with her fingers.

“Ew”

Cindy scooped up some with her fingers and dabbed it right on Christine’s lips.

“Mmmm! Good girl’s been taking her vitamins!”

Christine winced at first but then tasted it. “Well…”

Cindy had more globs on her fingers from my belly and brought them up to Christine’s mouth. She sucked those fingers in and cleaned them off completely.

“Not so bad I guess. I need another shot of tequila though. So… good girl huh?”

Cindy to Christine: “I dare you to kiss some more cum lipstick off of my lips.”

Cindy reapplies a coating of my semen to gloss her lips and they kiss some more.

“Well, it doesn’t taste like pussy,” says Christine.

“Pussy tasting! That should be next!”

Christine is bright red and laughing. Cindy shouts to me:

“Shonda, you should get a dare next! I dare you to show your special friend Christine how good you are at eating pussy!”

“Ummmmm???!!”

I crawl under her long skirt to show Christine how good I am at eating pussy. Her knit stockings end mid-thigh, and her creamy skin goes up to her black panties.

Her mound is hot and moist when I get there, and I nuzzle my nose and chin into her crack, through the silk, and then drag and bite with my teeth.

I do this for a few teasing minutes, and then they come off and down her legs.

She’s very very wet and musky, and I’m getting charged up, rustling around beneath her skirt and crinoline.

Her lips are hairless around her honey hole, and while her bush is cropped fairly short, it widens out into a vee going up her abdomen.

She spreads out some more and gets in a very receptive position.

I’m finally getting to eat her cunt! I splash and slather around in the wetness.

She moves and undulates with my ministrations.

“Oh God! Oh Fuck!”

I’m batting her clit with my lips and gently sucking it.

“Oh Jesus! Oh my fucking God!”

It’s getting a little suffocating in there, so I push her skirts away and come up for air.

Cindy is beside her, running her hands over her boobs and nuzzling into her ear.

When I pull away from Christine’s dripping pussy, Cindy’s hand goes right down, and her fingers dance around Christine’s bloated clit.

Her lips are peeled wide apart.

“Let’s finger it AND lick it!” says Cindy.

“Unnnhhhhhh. Fuck!” says Christine, head thrown back in ecstasy.

Her eyes are closed, and her thin-lipped mouth is open. Cindy covers it with a kiss from time to time.

Cindy goes low, and I go high. Her fingers go under my chin and delve into the sopping sweetness while I work the clit with soft but rapid fluttering of my lips and tongue.

“Oh Gaaaaaad! Oh Fuck!”

Her voice is rising, and her breathing is picking up speed.

I keep working around her button, and Cindy’s two fingers are driving up inside her.

We’re fighting for space down there. My face is getting all sloppy, and Cindy is drawing out a fluid from Christine’s vagina that tastes different than before. Like love. Tangy Love.

“Oh GoD Oh Jesus! Oh JESUS! OH JESUS! FUCK!!”

She is definitely cumming now, thrashing and holding both my head and Cindy’s hand jammed against her and humping into us.

“Fuck! Jesus!”

I never knew she was so religious!

“Awwwwwww God!”

All her muscles are locked up, and Cindy and I just hold still until she releases us.

Her body finally goes slack, and she lies there panting and wet.

“Thank you Thank you thank you”

I slide up her body to where Cindy is and plant a massive wet pussy juice kiss on her lips.

“I want some too!”

Cindy kisses my lips and face, getting girly essence on her too.

“Clean my fingers.”

She puts them in my mouth, and I suck the tang right off of them.

She gets up and brings back two more shots. She straddles me and we drink them.

Then her bra comes off, and the two most perfect orbs are once again in my face.

“Mmmm, big sister, give me that luscious cock that I see poking up.”

She’s astride me, and my hardon is very lively between her legs.

It got hard while I was sucking my friend’s pussy, and now I was going to get to stick it in my sister.

She’s quite moistened and engorged, and she stands up quickly and peels off her panties and then lowers herself down onto me.

Her tits bounce like taut balloons as she rides me like a cowgirl.

She gets my cock pointed at just the right place and thrashes about and makes a lot of noise.

“Give it to me! Give it to me! AAAAHHHHHH!!”

She’s so fucking hot! Her orgasm sounds vibrate my flesh and make me shoot off.

“Ahh Shon,Shon,ShonDAAAAA!!”

“Ooohhhh Cindy!”

I bridge up and lift her in the air on my hips and my dick, and my second load of the evening fills up her tight, clinging cunt.

I give her multiple gushing thrusts before she flops on top of me, sweaty and panting.

“Stay, stay… stay in.”

She mews, and I stay hard for another five minutes inside her hot clench and she nuzzles and coos and relaxes on top of me until finally her body pushes me out along with a slimy dollop of cum.

“I think Christine’s passed out.”

“Ya, we wore her out.”

“You could probably fuck her now…”

“No, that wouldn’t be cool.”

“Ya but Mom wanted it. I don’t want to violate her.”

“Aw.. you really like her.”

Christine high-tails it in the morning as we lay sleeping, smashed together on the floor.

Cindy calls me Shon’ sometimes by accident.

“Oh, Shawn’s my middle name,” I say.

She avoids calling me Kevin or even referring to me as “HE”.

The dimly lit cafe in the student center was the perfect setting for our little game. We sat in a cozy booth, watching the hustle and bustle of students rushing to their next class. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement as she placed my hand under her skirt, her fingers deftly removing any obstacles. I felt a rush of desire as she began to comment on the students, speculating about their intimate lives.

“I bet he’s got a wild side,” she whispered, her eyes locked on a tall, rugged-looking boy. “And that girl, she looks like a total sweetheart.” Her fingers danced up and down my hand, sending shivers down my spine. “You should totally hook up with her.”

The Frat boy who had made a comment to her earlier caught our attention, and she shot him a withering glance. “I’m fifteen!” she snapped. He hastily retreated, his face reddening.

Saturday night, we invited Christine over for a date. I had spent hours getting ready, and my sister had helped me create a stunning look. I wore shiny white stockings and a white garter belt that rode high up on my waist, paired with a pink satin bustier that cinched at the waist. My sister had also brought me a wig, its long locks cascading down my back.

Cindy, on the other hand, looked every inch the seductress. Her Cage Set accentuated her sinewy curves, and I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy. She was a vision in black, her skin glistening in the dim light.

Christine arrived, her hair straightened and long down her shoulders. She looked at our outfits, a hint of a smile on her lips. “Oh good, I don’t need this,” she said, dropping her black pea coat to the floor. I gasped as she revealed her black lace demi-cup bra, the ribbons crisscrossing her breasts.

She was a vision of loveliness, her garterbelt open and strappy, the lace panels adding a touch of sensuality. Her stockings were pulled high up her thighs, and her panties were a low-cut mesh that left little to the imagination.

As we all began to explore each other’s bodies, the air was electric with tension. Six hands were moving over three bodies, and I could feel the heat building. Cindy asked Christine about her experiences, and she revealed that she had never been with a man, only other women.

“And the tongue of a very pretty boy,” she added, her eyes locked on me. She was feeling me up, and kissing me, her tongue darting in and out of my mouth.

Cindy squeezed my ass, her fingers tickling my panties. “I wanna fuck her,” she announced, and Christine let out a excited cry. Cindy removed her Cage Set, fastening her strap-on as we watched.

I dropped to my knees, my mouth opening wide as I sucked her cock. Cindy posed lasciviously, slapping her dong against my lips. “Do you want to try?” she asked Christine, who shook her head.

“If I wanted to suck a dick, I’d suck his,” she said, her eyes locked on Cindy. “I probably want you to fuck me though, later. After you give it to sweet little Shonda.”

Cindy and Christine locked lips, their passion building. “I guess what I’m saying is I want to watch you fuck your sister first.”

Cindy entered me, her cock moving in and out of my body. Christine jacked me through my panties, her strokes well-mannered but effective. I was spooging in no time, the sounds coming out of my mouth like a squeaking animal.

Cindy cleaned herself off, and then did Christine doggy style, me still crouching next to her. We shared knowing looks and kisses as Cindy pounded away. Cindy unhooks Christine’s bra, freeing her pendulous breasts. I played with them, my fingers tracing their curves.

Cindy demanded that Christine roll over, and they went to missionary. Christine got several loud orgasms, her body rocking with Cindy’s thrusts. I stayed close to their bodies, Cindy ordering me to stay hard as they fucked.

Christine let me climb on her when Cindy got tired, and I waited as long as I could manage before pulling out. High-pitched wailing moans escaped my mouth as ribbons of pearly cum arced from my dick and splashed all over Christine’s exposed tits!

Cindy dove onto Christine, licking off the semen. “Oh God, OK, Ok..ya! Shit ya! Suck my tits!” Christine moaned, her body thrashing with pleasure.

I was dizzy, and I clambered onto the bed. Cindy took a long time licking Christine, who was enjoying every second of it. “Fuck, I wanna do you so bad! I’ll do anything you want me to. Tell me what to do! I’ll do it!” Christine commanded, her voice husky with desire.

“Eat my pussy then sexy bitch!” Cindy commanded, flopping down next to me with her legs hanging off the bed. I lay curled up in my stockings and bustier, watching as Christine ate Cindy out like there was no tomorrow.

There were sloppy noises and fingering, and Cindy cummed at least twice. I was dozing off and on, but when I opened my eyes, Cindy was usually staring at me, her face a picture of desire.

I don’t know when I fell asleep. I was so worn out after this visit that I didn’t think about sex again for at least a week. No, that’s a lie. I kept replaying scenes over and over in my head, Christine’s pussy, Cindy’s mouth, and her fucking both of us… hard to get any studying done. But a whole new frontier was about to open up for me.