Pam&Zach Pam's Basement Turn

The continuing adventures of Pam and Zach. I guess I'm obligated to state that all characters are 21 years of age or older. While embellished for literary purposes, events strikingly similar to these did actually occur.

Pam's Turn in the Basement Results in MFM Threesome

Zach texted me, out of the blue one night, saying that he'd be home in about an hour and that he wanted me showered, naked and waiting for him in the basement. His sudden assertiveness turned me on and I got wet from just reading that. I had mentioned a couple weeks prior, that it had been awhile since he had restrained me downstairs and I guess he was paying attention. Lucky me. Being tied up in bed is nice, but hanging helpless with one's feet spread apart offers so much more access.

I immediately went to the bathroom, and while showering, I razored off every sign of hair from my armpits, legs and even my pussy. (I had had my pubic hair neatly trimmed to just a tuft, but being bald always feels so much nastier). I made my way down to the basement where I laid out the floor mat and the spreader bar, hinting that I wanted Zach to use it, then sat down and waited.

I heard him enter the house and my whole body tingled. I could hear him moving around upstairs, but then he came down the steps, holding our blindfold and smiled at me, obviously pleased and knowing that I was anxious and excited. I started to say something, but he placed his finger on my lips telling me, "Shhhhh." I loved him taking charge.

"I want you to stand now and spread your feet apart," he directed and I complied.

Zach proceeded to attach the cuffs to my wrists and then to the hook above my head, extending my arms completely. I felt my nipples getting hard and my pussy getting wet. He knelt down and placed the spreader bar around my ankles, pushing it open as far as he could, leaving my toes barely touching the mat. When he put the blindfold on me, kissed me on the lips and fingered my cunt, I shook with excitement.

I heard him moving around a bit, then erotic music playing and I realized he was going back upstairs. I imagined he was getting some toys from the bedroom. Finally, I sensed, more than heard, that he had returned. It just felt like things were moving about around me. I took a deep breath and tried to relax. Then I felt lips on my nipples and fingers sliding back and forth between the folds of my pussy and I moaned deeply. I didn't need to hear the squishing sounds that ensued to know how wet I was. I was in ecstasy.

But I gasped, when suddenly other hands were squeezing my breasts and what felt like a cock rubbing up against my ass.

"Zach? Aren't we alone?" I asked in panic.

Suddenly, I felt fingers opening my pussy and a tongue slip inside. My heart was racing as I panted, trying to get my breath. The other person's fingers were teasing and pulling on my nips as they slid their cock up and down between my ass cheeks. Then whoever was lapping at my cunt stopped.

"Someone's gonna fuck you now," I heard Zach say.

I just nodded my approval and I felt, what I thought was Zach, get up and lower me down some, so that they could do that. They then returned to eating me. I bent over a bit as I felt a cock enter my pussy. Their hands went around my waist as they pushed it deep inside me. Holding still for a moment, I was allowed to catch my breath, before they slowly began fucking me.

It was at some point that I momentarily went blank. Time passed. How long, I have no idea. Feeling, what I thought was Zach's tongue and someone else's cock penetrating me, though I wasn't sure who was who, I was lost in all the sensations. I knew there was music playing, but all I could hear were sounds I've never heard before emanating from my mouth, deep guttural moans and soft growls. It was all in slow motion. I could feel an orgasm building, but oh, so slowly. It was heavenly, but so taxing on my arms that they began to quiver.

"Let me down, please. Let's finished on the floor," I pleaded.

I felt someone rise up and unhook the restraints from my wrists and help me down to the mat on the floor. I was on all fours. The entire time that dick was buried deep inside me. A rock-hard cock was against my lips and I opened wide, wanting them to push it in, but they didn't.

"Don't remove the bar," I pleaded. I wanted to stay wide open for the both of them. "Get under and 69 me," I demanded. It seemed Nasty Pam had been awakened.

They complied. As soon as their lips found my clit I found their cock with my hand and began to blow them. The other person returned to fucking me, only this time with much more enthusiasm. I paused my sucking, so I could relish in the pounding. I pushed back on each thrust, causing the other's tongue to glide over my clit. Then I deep throated them, my lips sucking hard as their cock hit the top of my throat. I choked but didn't stop. I bobbed my head in rhythm to the thrusts I was getting from behind. When they pushed a finger into my ass, I felt the flood approaching.

It seemed as if they could almost sense I was close to cumming. They got out from under me and I felt their cock back at my lips. I eagerly took it in, sucking as I could feel them jerking off. With my clit abandoned, the rush of the pending orgasm subsided and I reveled in having both my mouth and cunt filled with cock. Time passed, as I was lost in both the pleasure and the effort of fucking and being fucked. I needed to cum before I passed out from exhaustion. Then suddenly my mouth became flooded with the saltiness of their ejaculation and I attempted to swallow it all, failing miserably, as it ran out the corners of my mouth when they pulled out.

Relief finally arrived when I felt fingers on my clit, causing the flood to reawaken. I could feel it surging and pulsating through my entire being, building to a crescendo until I let out a violent scream and came with an intensity never before experienced. I wanted to squeeze my thighs together but couldn't. If the cock in my pussy came, I never felt it, as my senses were so consumed by my own ecstasy. I collapsed onto one arm when I reached back and continued rubbing my clit, coaxing every ounce of fluid from my pussy, trying to extend my pleasure, until I had no more strength. I felt the cock and their finger slide out of me as my body fell to the floor.

I never even felt the bar being removed from my ankles, the blanket that someone had covered me with or the blindfold being removed. When I awoke, Zach was still naked, sitting and watching over me. He offered me water, which I gulped down. There was no one else present. I didn't bother asking him then who the other person was, for at that point, I didn't really care. Knowing I was safe, I fell asleep again. I'm not sure how long it was, but Zach eventually woke me up and helped me upstairs to bed.

When I awoke again it was still dark and Zach lay asleep next to me. I got up and went to the bathroom. Staring in the mirror, I saw the remains of dried up cum around my mouth and on my chin. I felt more dried cum in my crotch and on my inner thighs. I was a thoroughly satisfied mess. I got under a hot shower and washed the evidence of a unforgettable night down the drain.

I never did ask Zach which dick was his or who the other person was, for in reality, it did not matter.