The sound of a zipper being undone. The crinkle of some fabric as it fell to the floor. Soft thumps from what might be shoes removed and dropped. These sounds filled Lynn's world, the world dictated by her ears and her nose, her sight having been robbed by virtue of the blindfold that covered eyes. When the bed settled on each side of her nude, bound body, she held her breath, her thoughts scattered. Someone near by was Michael, watching these people who, to this moment, had not spoken a word to her. Had only come into her bedroom at his request, and looked upon her nudity, a fact which both frightened her, and filled her with an intense desire and need. A hand touched her, softly and tentatively, running along the left side of her body. She felt her skin prickle, the light touch raising the hairs on her sensitive flesh. Another hand was lain on her thigh on the same slide, brushing up and down along the smooth skin just above her knee. Just as she was becoming used to the caresses on her left, something warm and wet pressed against her right shoulder. A kiss, fleeting and too quickly past, followed by another and another, running up along her shoulder blade, and onto her neck. A shuddering sigh swept through her body as the mouth kissed and licked the skin just below her earlobe, and she felt her hips rising slightly as she strained to reach out and grasp the head attached those arousing lips. Small pieces of information began to reach her stimulated mind. The bodies pressing closer to her, the one on the left pressing up against her legs so she could feel that body, and the hardness of a cock jabbing into her hip. The shifting of weight on her right as the mouth kissed it's way across her neck, and the very obvious weight of a pair of breasts pressing down onto her arm. A man and a woman, lying on either side of her, the one sliding his hands higher and higher up her legs now, caressing ever so close to that sweetest of spots, the other running her tongue in long licks on her chin, now brushing it across her parted and waiting lips. Finally, the woman pressed her lips to Lynn's mouth, and she eagerly kissed her back as the man's hand cupped her sex, his fingers stroking her damp pubic hairs. She opened her mouth to receive the tongue that slid gently in, even as one of his fingers matched this below, sliding down along her wet lips to slip inside her body. Hungrily she kissed the woman, feeling her shift to lie more closely ontop of her, breasts pressed against breasts, nipples rubbing back and forth against each other, growing hard. The woman slid up slightly, letting Lynn kiss her neck as she put her mouth beside Lynn's ear, blowing into it for a moment, before whispering "Hank can't wait to get inside you, sweetie." Lynn moaned at Kathy's voice in her ear, barely containing the sob of relief she felt at Michael's choice for punishment. The idea of two strangers doing her was so very arousing, but now that she knew it was her friend with her husband, she felt the last piece of apprehensions melt, and gave herself over mentally to their touches. Someone was undoing her wrist restraints, and as soon as both hands were free, she wrapped them around Kathy, drawing her up tight against her body as they kissed. The blindfold was removed as well, and Lynn could see Hank maneuvering further down the bed, his large hands sliding down her legs to slip the cuffs of her ankles as well. But, his brown eyes never left that spot between her legs, and he slid his body back up along hers, his tongue leaving a trail as he quickly guided it between her thighs. As Lynn watched, Hank spread her legs wide, then ran his tongue down her glistening lips below. She moaned, rubbing his short cropped black hair with one hand as her other caressed Kathy's brown tresses. Kathy's mouth had lowered to her breasts, and she was licking first one hard nipple, then the other, pressing them close together with her hands. "Is it already?" Hank was asking, his head turned to look over in the corner. Lynn glanced in that direction, and saw Michael sitting naked in the chair next to the bedroom window, his hard cock in his hand as he stroked himself slowly, eyelids drooping low as he hunched down in the seat. He nodded at Hank, without stopping his motion. Hank lifted himself higher along Lynn's body, until the rigid point of his cock was positioned between her legs. "You do the honors, babe," he said to Kathy, and she wrapped her hand around his shaft, guiding his erection into Lynn's waiting pussy. Lynn closed her eyes, feeling the nice curve of Hank's medium sized cock hitting her in just the right spot. He lay there for a moment, buried all the way to the base inside her, before beginning a slow steady stroking. Kathy was kissing her neck and cheek, whispering to her "He looks so good sweetie, I know he likes you as much as I did. God, what a sweet body you have for us". Lynn just moaned, enjoying the feeling of his cock, and her mouth and hands roaming her body. Hanks speed increased, along with his groans. Lynn opened her eyes and looked over at her husband. He was still stroking his cock, but now he was sitting up, eyes intent on the scene before him. Lynn pictured what he could see: his wife, with her legs spread for another man, being fucked by him even as another woman licked her breasts, tugging on her hard nipples. She found so sensual and arousing, that she mouthed the words 'I love you' to him. He just smiled and blew her a kiss. Hank moaned deeply, and said "I'm cumming, sweetheart." He pulled free from Lynn's body, his cum shooting out across her stomach and breasts, Kathy rubbing it in to her skin, pressing her body down against her to feel it between them. Kathy milked the last few drops of semen from his cock, then licked the tip clean, before turning the kiss Lynn. The salty taste of Hank was on her breath, and Lynn wished she had sucked him before he came. Micheal stood and walked over to the bed, his bare feet making little sound on the wooden floors. He bent over and kissed Lynn, and for a moment she wondered if he could taste Hank on her breath, but she was quickly lost in the pleasure of his lips pressed to hers, his body laying down beside her as she rolled over to face him. Kathy lay behind her, her large breasts pressed into her back as she kissed and nibbled Lynn's neck, and Hank lay spent near the foot of the bed, caressing and rubbing her thighs idly. Lynn was nearly overwhelmed with the multitude of sensations, and was barely aware of the creep of Kathy's hand over her legs, wrapping around the shaft of her husband. For a moment, she wondered if she should be jealous, but decided that thought would be ridiculous after what had just happened. Kathy crawled up and over Lynn's body, still kissing Lynn's neck as she positioned herself between Michael and Lynn. Michael made room for her, and when her pale round ass was in front of him, he stood up next to the bed, taking ahold of her hips as she guided him into her. Her eyes closed, and Lynn watched with an almost detached but aroused curiousity as Michael began to fuck her from behind, each stroke causing in a rippled in the generous flesh of her rear, her breasts brushing back and forth across Lynn's side. Lynn rolled onto her back and turned around, positioning her head beneath Kathy's body. She stared up, watching her husband's cock parting Lynn's lips and sliding into her, each stroke hard and deep. She waited patiently, reaching up to cup his balls as he fucked her, her tongue flicking out to lick Kathy's pubis. Kathy pressed her hips down, giving Lynn better access to the sweet taste of her sex, and Lynn found she could lick both Kathy and Michael as he slid in and out. The sensation of being licked and fucking was more than Michael could take, and he cried out "I'm cumming," pulling free of Kathy's pussy and shooting his warm semen into Lynn's mouth. She swallowed it down, taking each squirt as quickly as it came, until he pulled away, his head now too sensitive to be touched any longer, the last of his cum dripping from his softening cock onto the bed. Kathy moved aside, laying down next to Hank as Michael slid onto the bed next to Lynn, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply, passionately. Lynn realized she hadn't climaxed since Kathy had gone down on her in the living room, what seemed like hours ago, but she felt a deep sense of contentment. As she drifted off to sleep, she felt Hank and Kathy curling up on the other side of her, and she felt comforted by the surrounding bodies and the warmth that filled the bed.