Bosom Bondage Buddies

by Brandy Dewinter

  

Chapter 22 - Three's Company

  

After what we had been through together, kidnapping, assault, rape, it seemed silly for Rocky to go to some lonely hotel for the night. We stopped by the one he had been staying at and he picked up his things, then we went to our house. Once there, we showed him the guest room and suggested he slip into something more comfortable, then fix himself a drink. Kelly pointed out where everything was, asking for a martini for herself and reminding him that I drank white wine. In the bedroom, I got out my red nightgown but left my corset and stockings on. Perhaps I had known where we were headed when I dressed that day, because my corset was in a deep wine red that matched the nightgown perfectly. Kelly nodded happily and helped me with the laces on the nightgown. I slipped on the matching peignoir and shook out my ponytail so that my hair resumed its normal cascade to my waist. She dressed in her own pale pink nightgown, though she removed her corset and wore nothing under the sheer material. Without the robes for their second layer of sheer material, the nightgowns might as well have been transparent, especially her pale pink one that looked almost like a skin tone. Within her peignoir she was actually covered, but the thin material draped so closely over her form that her lack of underclothes was obvious. We put on the feathery high-heeled slippers and went back to see how Rocky was making out.

He was dressed in shorts and a tee-shirt and had just finished mixing up a pitcher of martinis. My white wine was poured and he was looking around for whatever he wanted to drink himself.

"Looking for something, sailor?" I asked with a giggle.

Rocky's breath caught as he saw us. A wondering grin lit his face and he whistled long and low in appreciation. I had noticed earlier that Kelly's nightgown made her look like an angel about to take wing while my own darker appearance hinted at more sinful delights. What I hadn't considered until I saw the wondering look in his eyes was that the secondary choice of nudity under the nightgown for Kelly portrayed an angelic innocence, while the shadows of erotic lingerie for me confirmed a commitment to more carnal pleasures. The contrasting applications of similar styles added up to a lot more than the discrete images would have totaled, leaving Rocky pleased and delighted.

"You girls never cease to amaze me," he grinned. "Each time I see you in some new outfit I think there couldn't be another as pretty. Then you come out in something even more beautiful and I have to learn how to breathe all over again."

I let one hand fall behind Kelly's fanny and pinched her sharply on a thinly-clad cheek. She jumped forward with a small squeak and then glared at me. I motioned toward Rocky with my eyes and her eyes widened as she realized that I was offering him to her for whatever pleasure they might enjoy.

"Are you sure?" she whispered.

I nodded happily, pleased to have two people I considered my best friends find pleasure in each other. Rocky had caught only a portion of the telepathic communication between Kelly and me. He would probably never feel quite so deep a bond as we did but he picked up enough of it to recognize the offer that had been made. Still, a flush lit his cheeks and he looked directly at me, wanting confirmation from my own eyes that I approved. I nodded to him as well. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself, once again displaying an inward glance of deep thinking as he considered what to do. Kelly took at least a part of the decision away from him by flowing into his arms and lifting her lips for a kiss. She's several inches shorter than I am and even in her heels she would either need his cooperation or she would have to jump to reach his lips. But his cooperation was not long in coming and soon they were locked in a breathless clinch. I strolled silently over to the bar and picked up my wine, waiting for them to decide how to proceed.

When I looked, Kelly was whispering in Rocky's ear and a new flush was spreading across his face. It seemed she had taken the next step as well and was offering an interesting suggestion. I found out how interesting in a moment when Rocky nodded and Kelly stepped back.

"Brandy," Kelly announced, "I told Rocky about how you give the world's greatest massages and asked if he might like to learn your technique. He's indicated an interest. Would you care to teach him?"

"Do you want to learn the full technique?" I asked Rocky, arching an elegant eyebrow.

He gulped and nodded, not entirely sure what he was letting himself in for. We strolled to the bedroom and I helped Kelly remove her nightgown. She stood there as a vision of innocence. Neat trick, since she was hardly innocent, though perhaps the simple honesty with which she approached pleasure preserved her virtue after all. She helped me with my nightgown laces as well, though I left my corset and stockings on.

Kelly lay face down on our bed and I moved to one side to begin the backrub portion of her massage. Rocky stood there in confusion, obviously excited. Not only was his breathing rapid and his face flushed, but the tent pole in his shorts looked almost painful.

"Now, Rocky, you're not going to learn much from over there," I laughed.

He moved closer and was about to climb on the bed when Kelly murmured from the bed, "For training in the full technique, you'll have to lose the shirt and shorts."

Rocky blushed, but grinned and in a minute was standing nude by the bedside. All that naked flesh was getting me excited but I knew my own sensuous attire added to Rocky's interest much more than my naked body would have. He moved onto his side of the bed and I handed him the bottle of oil. He warmed some in his hands and began to rub Kelly's right arm and leg while I did the same for her left side. We worked together, heads nearly touching as we concentrated on our task. At one point I looked up to see his eyes on me and I grinned at him through my long lashes. He smiled back and leaned forward for a quick kiss before we went on with Kelly's massage. When her backrub was finished I tapped her on the shoulder and she rolled over, provoking a gasp of pleasure from Rocky as she stretched her trim, shapely form. Her arms and legs sought the corners of the bed and I brought out the restraints. Rocky's eyes glinted with interest but he said nothing, which suggested that Kelly had already explained about this in her whispered offer. Working both sides together we had Kelly stretched firmly to the cornerposts in no time and then we began the rest of her massage. She hummed softly with the relaxing feeling as the external tension relieved the internal stresses in her back and muscles. After Rocky and I had worked out the kinks in the long muscles of her arms and legs, I began to lightly stroke her pleasure jewel with my right hand while I worked on her nipple with my left. Rocky joined in enthusiastically and soon Kelly's humming had turned to small moans of pleasure.

When I judged the time was right, I sat back and giggled, "At this point, I nibble at her nubbin, would you like to do the honors?" I waved my hand over her steaming love tunnel.

He nodded and moved between her legs to begin enthusiastically licking and sucking at her glistening jewel. I bent down and licked at her erect nipples, causing a special smile to appear on her face. Alone, I could only kiss one place at a time. Now she was getting twice the pleasure. Well, maybe not quite twice since Rocky's target was a bit more effective than mine, but Kelly seemed pleased none the less. In a short while she was beginning to toss her head and moan louder. The ripples started in her arms and legs and she began to vibrate as her energy fed back internally. Soon she was tuned up to a high pitch and thrashing the limited amount her bonds allowed. When she came down from her peak, Rocky sat back in amazement at the intensity of her release.

"That was spectacular," he panted, his own excitement visible in his flushed cheeks and gleaming eyes, and in another area as well.

"You haven't seen anything, yet," I promised. I was about to suggest he follow up the work of his tongue with an even more effective tool, when Kelly made a soft request.

"Brandy, would you do me a favor?" she breathed.

"Yes," I replied simply.

"You don't even know what I'm going to ask for," she grinned.

"It doesn't matter," I declared. "If you want it, it will be a good idea."

She smiled happily, then asked, "Would you suck Rocky's cock?

I want to watch."

This did bring a blush to my face, since the only time I had done that, Rocky still thought I was a girl. I looked at him to see a surprised expression, but also interest. He noticed my glance and nodded so I grinned at him and moved to arrange a pillow under Kelly's head. I had him sit on the vanity chair and kneeled between his legs, then looked up at Kelly's wide eyes. She stared as I began to lick Rocky's cock, bathing it with my tongue as she had so often bathed mine. When I pulled the head into my mouth they both gasped, as though Kelly and Rocky were sharing the physical pleasure from my glossy lips. I slowly drew more of his cock into my throat, patiently overcoming the reflex, and was soon bobbing up and down with pleasure of my own at the taste and texture of his thick sword. Each stroke I attempted to take more down my throat and increase my suction and I was really getting into it when I heard Kelly's call.

"Brandy, . . Brandy, please stop now. I have a better use for that then feeding you.

I looked up to see the beads of sweat in Rocky's forehead that were the precursors to release. I pulled off of his cock and he groaned in dismay.

"Don't worry," I chuckled, "we'll make it up to you."

I pulled gently at his throbbing erection and he moved after my hand until he realized that our intent was for him to put that sword in a different sort of sheath than I could provide. Then he moved into position on his own and placed the head of his thick tool at Kelly's glistening lower lips. Rocky gently pushed into her, provoking a gasp that was reflected in his own panting breath.

As he began to stroke, Kelly whispered, "Brandy, let me suck you now, too."

I looked at Rocky, who had never seen the ultimate proof that I was truly not a woman, then at the confident smile on Kelly's face. She was sure that Rocky would be able to accept the last secret I held from him and I knew I had to trust him as well. I pulled the thong pouch down from my own hard erection and straddled Kelly's shoulders. As I slowly fed her my cock she began to lick and suck at it as much as her limited motion allowed. Cradling her head, I helped hold it high enough for her to work her magic. Since I was facing toward the top of the bed I wasn't sure that Rocky had actually seen my own sword though what I was doing was unmistakable.

I was concentrating on the wonderful things that Kelly was doing to me, bending over her to cradle her head, my hair cascading down the front of my shoulders when I felt a soft kiss on the back of my neck. The kiss led to playful flicks with his tongue and then a hard hand caressed my tight ass with a gentle touch. I gasped at his attention. Deciding to face the ultimate exposure, I pulled out of Kelly's mouth despite her groan of protest and turned around to face Rocky. His eyes widened in surprise and respect when he saw the length of my own equipment but he didn't stop his smooth strokes into Kelly. I positioned myself over her and fed my shining sword back into her mouth, this time allowing her head to lay back so that she could open her throat and take even more of the length of it. I began to rock my hips forward and back in time with the strokes that Rocky was making and we soon reached a compatible rhythm.

Rocky smiled at me in acceptance of my unique nature. I leaned forward to kiss him softly in thanks, but the kiss soon led to a higher level of passion. Our tongues began to duel as we crushed our lips together. The energy of our hips as we stroked into Kelly increased with the heat of our kiss. She began to moan around my cock and her body began the ripples that provided warning of her own internal explosion. Rocky broke our kiss and I opened my eyes to see his own eyes wide in amazement at the intense pressure Kelly generated as her own energy level climbed to dizzying heights. We kissed again and then I felt the bed begin to vibrate with Kelly's constrained thrashing.

Unfortunately for me, her intense contractions were also reflected in her jaw muscles, which clamped on my cock tightly enough to cause her teeth to hold me motionless. I froze in midstroke, waiting for her to relax though I continued kissing Rocky with frantic energy. He arched his back and drew his head away from me as his own release exploded from him. I held myself there, bound by Kelly's teeth as surely as she was bound by the bungees and waited for them to return to the same world I was in. Kelly began to try and draw air into her starved lungs with a tremendous suction pressure. Unfortunately for her but pleasant for me was the fact that my cock filled her mouth. The suction seemed like it would draw my balls down my shaft right into her throat and I closed my eyes as my own pressure built toward a peak. I was vaguely aware of a stirring in Rocky's position, then gasped as I felt his hard hand stroking the inches of my cock that were exposed from Kelly's mouth. Though she had not yet released me, the pressure of her suction plus the motion of his strokes put me over the top and I moaned as I began to fill her mouth with my own spurting cream. The pace of Rocky's hip strokes slowed as Kelly began the long slide down the backside of her mountain, though he maintained the pace of his hand on my cock. Kelly's teeth finally released my cock and she began to swallow my fluid, her closed eyes smiling as she enjoyed the tangy taste. Rocky continued to milk my member until my own spasms moderated and I looked up to see his smile of genuine pleasure. I kissed him softly and then withdrew from Kelly's mouth so that she could catch her breath. Though Rocky had accepted me for what I was (whatever I was) I still quickly packed my softened cock away into my thong pouch and once again appeared as an erotic lingerie model. Rocky withdrew himself and reached for Kelly's restraints when I stopped him.

"No, first I need to repeat a portion of her massage. Why don't you go get us some drinks while I do that?"

He smiled and grabbed his shorts as he walked back into the other room. I took some oil and began to work on Kelly's arms when she smiled up at me.

"Did you have a good time?" I asked with a snicker.

"Yep," she affirmed with a satisfied grin.

"Don't tell Rocky," Kelly whispered, "but you're better than he is. I enjoy sharing him with you, but I still enjoy what you do to me best of all."

I grinned in pleasure at her compliment. "What about Billie Jo?" I asked.

"She's nice for a change, sometimes," Kelly admitted. "But she told me she either likes petite women like me, or massively muscular men like her male strippers. She wants to go out with us sometimes, but I don't think she's particularly anxious to share a bed with you again. Do you mind?"

"Do you mind that I kissed and sucked Rocky when you weren't around?"

"Not at all. He's a wonderful person. I wouldn't mind doing this again, but only as a change of pace. It wouldn't be my choice for a steady diet."

"Good," I whispered as Rocky reentered the room, "not mine either. But I don't mind if you enjoy Billie Jo sometimes."

I cradled Kelly's head as Rocky held the drink to her lips, then I completed her rubdown. She began to drift off to sleep and I took Rocky by the hand and pointed him out of the room. Grabbing a short robe, I followed after finding my high-heeled slippers and swayed into the living room where Rocky was sprawled in an easy chair, chest still heaving slightly from his exertions.

He grinned at me and said, "You girls are incredible. I have never met such intensely sensuous women, and so creative, too!"

Giggling, I sat in another chair and raised my glass to him in acknowledgment of his praise. Then I put a more serious expression on my face and asked, "So where do we go from here?"

"I don't know," he admitted. "You two clearly have a wonderful, though unique, relationship and I can share the fringes of it but could never be part of the core."

I nodded, confirming the truth of his understanding and inviting further comment.

"And while money is no problem, you both have your own careers. I wouldn't expect you to give those up and become useless ornamentation, no matter how beautiful, so it wouldn't work for you to come live with me."

I smiled again, encouraging him to continue with his insightful analysis.

"So I guess we just need to remain friends, very good friends. We'll get together when we can, but we'll have to get on with our own lives as well."

"Oh, Rocky, you're a dear. I couldn't have said it better myself. You'll always be welcome here, and that goes for Kelly as well as me, but I don't see this as a full-time relationship."

I walked over to him and sat on his lap. We cuddled and kissed in a companionable way, more comfortable together now that we had defined ourselves than ever before. I felt myself nodding in his arms and shook myself awake.

"See you in the morning," I yawned.

His grin dissolved into a yawn of his own as he nodded. When I got back to our room I released the soundly-sleeping Kelly so she could get up if she needed to in the night. After cleaning my face I undressed and slipped into bed next to her and drifted off to sleep.

  

  

  

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