Me, Amanda and friends. M/FFFF - completed at last
Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2018 11:18 am
Hello all. As some of you may remember from the old site. I told you about my bondage games with Amanda. My first real girlfriend. I told about the first time we were alone. Before we became an item. As they say. Told you how Id tied her. How Id gagged her. Even how Id managed to open her jeans. Reveal her panties. We'll make her flash them anyway. Told you all about the first time we made love. Made love while she was bound. While she was gagged. How we'd spent that day together playing bondage games. Games she'd initiated. How at the time we thought we were inventing everything as we went along. That we were the only ones who did such things. We were only young. For while had hidden our love for each other. Her brother was one of my best friends. Id grown up with her. I was 15. She was 14. Was a year below me at school. Yet only 4 and a half mouths younger. We would sneak a kiss here. A caress there. Even once people knew about us. Even once her brother and parents knew about us. And yet we were lucky. They trusted us. Allowed us to be in the house alone. Allowed us to be in her room alone. Which is how this came about. How it all started. It was a hot summer day. Saw her parents off with her brother once more. She'd already invited over a couple of friends. Friends who knew about us. Who Id discover knew about our little games. Knew about our rather unusual love life. Who wanted to at least try out bondage for themselves.
By the time Id arrived. Walked over to her parents home. The sun was high in the sky. The heat was rising. And her friends were there. As always Amanda looked beautiful. Looked gorgeous. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail. Her light blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. She wore nothing but a tight one piece swimsuit. A very tight fitting one piece swimsuit. It was. As I recall a shinny navy blue. Did indeed reveal her ever growing cleavage. If I remember rightly she was a 32 c-cup by then. Was certainly the most busty girl in her year. If not in our entire school. Her butt was absolutely perfect. Curvy but firm. And that swimsuit couldn't help but slip slightly between her cheeks. Couldn't help but pull tightly against her bud. Couldn't help but form a lovely camel toe. Im sure Id longed to jump on her. Shower her with kisses. Caress her lovingly. Slowly undress her. Get her all tied up. Get her suitably gagged. And most of all. Make made passionate love to her. But then if im honest. I was constantly horny. Like most young men. Always wanted to do that whenever we were together. No matter what she wore. Where we were. Who was around. But what struck me the most was she was all tied. Already gagged. Admittedly not as well as I would have done. Not the way I liked her to be. And yet that didn’t matter.
For her wrists were at least behind her back. Had been crossed and bound with electricians tape. Her ankles too. Even one thin strip was laid over her lovely lips. Lips I loved to kiss. She was sat on a lounger in the back garden. Looked so pretty. Her friends Angela. Who preferred to be called Angie. And Lucy were there beside her. Were also clad in skin tight shinny one pieces. Were also bound and gagged. And if I’m honest also looked great. Angie was a cute little thing. Still is to be fair. I see here around and about sometimes. Chat like old friends do. Her hair is a light brown. As are her eyes. Even now she’s barely over 5’. So must have been even shorter then. But in the passing of time her busy has grown hugely. Has increased so much. On that day her breast were still small. Hadn’t developed all that much. Yet I’m sure I admired how she looked. Looked as she lay there helpless on that lounger.
The same went for Lucy. For she too was all taped up. Poorly gagged. But lovely to look at. She had a bit of a wild streak in her. Had died her hair shocking bottle blonde. Highlighted her nice grey eyes with makeup. Had I’m sure put lipstick on. She never needed too. She was beautiful. What they called a natural beauty. But of course neither. Whether bound and gagged or not. Came close to my Amanda. Lead me astray with my horny thoughts. I only had eyes for one of those helpless girls. Only wanted to be with one of them. Wondered who done this too them. Why they’d let them. What they were planning. That was when Stephanie. Steph for short appeared. Appeared out of the kitchen. Appeared with a smile spread all over her face. She was a thin girl. Positively skinny. Her breasts were barely even noticeable. Could hardly be seen. Even when in the little pink bikini she wore. But still she was nice. Couldn’t be described as ugly. Just who she was. A friendly family fun loving raven haired girl.
Well with that all said. I guess I must have given one of my best “ummm hmmm” and just what do you think you’ve been doing looks. A look I’ve always been told I’m good at. That and looking guilty even when I’m not. For she blurted out something along the lines of “well what do you think”. And truth be told. I must have thought how wonderful it was to see the most beautiful girl in the world to me back. And two out of her three best friends tied and gagged. But I also made it clear there was thing missing. And that Steph was the one thing missing. A comment. That if I remember rightly. Was greeted by a cheesy smile and a shrug of the shoulders. Even as she passed me the tape she’d used on the others. Which of course made me smile wickedly. Another look I’m allegedly good at.
Minutes later. She too was bound. Was gagged. Was tied up much better than the others. Was gagged much more effectively than the others. Her tall thin body lay upon one of the loungers. Her head touched the top. Her butt rested nicely against the central support beam. Her legs stretched out to the side. Nearly reached the bottom. Tape held her ankles to the metal frame. Managed to hold her calves there as well. Her lovely thin body was encircled by tape. It pinned her waist against the canvas material of the lounger. More was wrapped just below her seriously small breasts. Held her firmly in place. Like her ankles before. Her wrists were taped against the frame. Her elbows too. She couldn’t get up. Found it hard to even struggle a little. I had her trapped. Had her helpless. Had her mouth packed by one of my beautiful girlfriends white cotton socks. Had it balled up. Had made her cheeks bulge. A second had been folded in half. Had been pulled between her lips. Been pulled tightly. Been knotted off behind her head. For she need to be muffled. Muffled well fo what I had in mind. Id decided should happen to her. You see I knew she was ticklish. Very ticklish. Just like I knew the others would want to get a little revenge.
Now as I've already said my gorgeous girl. Her friends Angie and Lucy. Had been taped up by Steph. Had been gagged. If you could it that by a single strip of the electricians tape. If truth be told it wasn't a very good example of restraint. Of bondage. I could have. And would have done better. But it had ready given me an idea. Had made me think of a nice little escape challenge. An escape challenge I was sure my girl would win. For right from the very start. Right from day one of our very own. Very private. And most often very sexually charged games. She proved to be quite the escape artist. Had made me work at keeping secure. Work at keeping her helpless. Work at keeping her all to myself. Id had to work hard. Learn my craft so to speak. I preferred to us rope. If somehow felt more intimate. Appeared to work better. Or at least it did once Id found a wonderful book at my grandfathers. Had found it in his bookcase. It talked about shipping of old. Had a large section on different knots. Showed diagrams of how to create them. How to make them work. I still have it now. Use it from time to time. Use it to give me something different to try. But back then Id stuck to one or two. One or two I knew would work. Would ensure she didn't get free. Didn't have the chance to squirm away from me. Ones like the reef knot. The slip knot. The over hand. And even the square bow. All had proved useful by then. All would again that day. In the future.
So Id thought the cards were very much stacked in favour of my amazing Amanda. That she'd be the winner. The one that would get to tickle not just Steph. But the others two. I told them the rules. Had them agree. The first to escape would remain free. Would be allowed to tickle torture Steph till I said stop. The other two. Would be bound by me. Would be gagged properly by me. Would also be tickle tortured. Again till I said stop. All three agreed. Steph had no choice. No say. And to her credit accepted that. With a simple three, two, one it had begun. The beautiful trio had begun to wriggle and squirm. Twist and turn. But my girl wasn't winning. Wasn't even near. By the time she'd got her legs loose. Her lovely toned legs loose. Lucy was pulling and twisting on her wrists. And Angie was smiling broadly. For she was standing. Was jumping about in triumph. My plan had. Well had failed completely. For i rememeber even now how I wanted to get Amanda to myself for a bit. Get the others inescapably bound and gagged. Be able to slip indoors. And spend sometime kissing caressing. And generally showing her my love. My passion for her. But instead. I was heading indoors alone. Heading upto her bedroom. Retrieving our secret stash of cord. All three cloths lines worth of cord we'd cut up into different lengths. Retrieving a couple of pairs of clean panties from her draws. Panties that according to the notes I made. Made in the little note book I found the other day. A note book that has so many of our adventures jotted down within. That was the first of many. I made. I kept. I have. Were both pink. One pair pink nylon. The other pink cotton. Both would be used as gags. Used to muffle the losers moans and giggles.
It wouldn't have taken me much more than a minute or two return. Return to begin the binding of both Amanda and Lucy. To return and gag them properly. Just like it won't take me too long to return and tell you more. Give you more details. That's if you'd like to hear them of course. Want to know what happened next. How it all went. If you do let me know. Tell me what you think.
Bandit666
By the time Id arrived. Walked over to her parents home. The sun was high in the sky. The heat was rising. And her friends were there. As always Amanda looked beautiful. Looked gorgeous. Her long blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail. Her light blue eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. She wore nothing but a tight one piece swimsuit. A very tight fitting one piece swimsuit. It was. As I recall a shinny navy blue. Did indeed reveal her ever growing cleavage. If I remember rightly she was a 32 c-cup by then. Was certainly the most busty girl in her year. If not in our entire school. Her butt was absolutely perfect. Curvy but firm. And that swimsuit couldn't help but slip slightly between her cheeks. Couldn't help but pull tightly against her bud. Couldn't help but form a lovely camel toe. Im sure Id longed to jump on her. Shower her with kisses. Caress her lovingly. Slowly undress her. Get her all tied up. Get her suitably gagged. And most of all. Make made passionate love to her. But then if im honest. I was constantly horny. Like most young men. Always wanted to do that whenever we were together. No matter what she wore. Where we were. Who was around. But what struck me the most was she was all tied. Already gagged. Admittedly not as well as I would have done. Not the way I liked her to be. And yet that didn’t matter.
For her wrists were at least behind her back. Had been crossed and bound with electricians tape. Her ankles too. Even one thin strip was laid over her lovely lips. Lips I loved to kiss. She was sat on a lounger in the back garden. Looked so pretty. Her friends Angela. Who preferred to be called Angie. And Lucy were there beside her. Were also clad in skin tight shinny one pieces. Were also bound and gagged. And if I’m honest also looked great. Angie was a cute little thing. Still is to be fair. I see here around and about sometimes. Chat like old friends do. Her hair is a light brown. As are her eyes. Even now she’s barely over 5’. So must have been even shorter then. But in the passing of time her busy has grown hugely. Has increased so much. On that day her breast were still small. Hadn’t developed all that much. Yet I’m sure I admired how she looked. Looked as she lay there helpless on that lounger.
The same went for Lucy. For she too was all taped up. Poorly gagged. But lovely to look at. She had a bit of a wild streak in her. Had died her hair shocking bottle blonde. Highlighted her nice grey eyes with makeup. Had I’m sure put lipstick on. She never needed too. She was beautiful. What they called a natural beauty. But of course neither. Whether bound and gagged or not. Came close to my Amanda. Lead me astray with my horny thoughts. I only had eyes for one of those helpless girls. Only wanted to be with one of them. Wondered who done this too them. Why they’d let them. What they were planning. That was when Stephanie. Steph for short appeared. Appeared out of the kitchen. Appeared with a smile spread all over her face. She was a thin girl. Positively skinny. Her breasts were barely even noticeable. Could hardly be seen. Even when in the little pink bikini she wore. But still she was nice. Couldn’t be described as ugly. Just who she was. A friendly family fun loving raven haired girl.
Well with that all said. I guess I must have given one of my best “ummm hmmm” and just what do you think you’ve been doing looks. A look I’ve always been told I’m good at. That and looking guilty even when I’m not. For she blurted out something along the lines of “well what do you think”. And truth be told. I must have thought how wonderful it was to see the most beautiful girl in the world to me back. And two out of her three best friends tied and gagged. But I also made it clear there was thing missing. And that Steph was the one thing missing. A comment. That if I remember rightly. Was greeted by a cheesy smile and a shrug of the shoulders. Even as she passed me the tape she’d used on the others. Which of course made me smile wickedly. Another look I’m allegedly good at.
Minutes later. She too was bound. Was gagged. Was tied up much better than the others. Was gagged much more effectively than the others. Her tall thin body lay upon one of the loungers. Her head touched the top. Her butt rested nicely against the central support beam. Her legs stretched out to the side. Nearly reached the bottom. Tape held her ankles to the metal frame. Managed to hold her calves there as well. Her lovely thin body was encircled by tape. It pinned her waist against the canvas material of the lounger. More was wrapped just below her seriously small breasts. Held her firmly in place. Like her ankles before. Her wrists were taped against the frame. Her elbows too. She couldn’t get up. Found it hard to even struggle a little. I had her trapped. Had her helpless. Had her mouth packed by one of my beautiful girlfriends white cotton socks. Had it balled up. Had made her cheeks bulge. A second had been folded in half. Had been pulled between her lips. Been pulled tightly. Been knotted off behind her head. For she need to be muffled. Muffled well fo what I had in mind. Id decided should happen to her. You see I knew she was ticklish. Very ticklish. Just like I knew the others would want to get a little revenge.
Now as I've already said my gorgeous girl. Her friends Angie and Lucy. Had been taped up by Steph. Had been gagged. If you could it that by a single strip of the electricians tape. If truth be told it wasn't a very good example of restraint. Of bondage. I could have. And would have done better. But it had ready given me an idea. Had made me think of a nice little escape challenge. An escape challenge I was sure my girl would win. For right from the very start. Right from day one of our very own. Very private. And most often very sexually charged games. She proved to be quite the escape artist. Had made me work at keeping secure. Work at keeping her helpless. Work at keeping her all to myself. Id had to work hard. Learn my craft so to speak. I preferred to us rope. If somehow felt more intimate. Appeared to work better. Or at least it did once Id found a wonderful book at my grandfathers. Had found it in his bookcase. It talked about shipping of old. Had a large section on different knots. Showed diagrams of how to create them. How to make them work. I still have it now. Use it from time to time. Use it to give me something different to try. But back then Id stuck to one or two. One or two I knew would work. Would ensure she didn't get free. Didn't have the chance to squirm away from me. Ones like the reef knot. The slip knot. The over hand. And even the square bow. All had proved useful by then. All would again that day. In the future.
So Id thought the cards were very much stacked in favour of my amazing Amanda. That she'd be the winner. The one that would get to tickle not just Steph. But the others two. I told them the rules. Had them agree. The first to escape would remain free. Would be allowed to tickle torture Steph till I said stop. The other two. Would be bound by me. Would be gagged properly by me. Would also be tickle tortured. Again till I said stop. All three agreed. Steph had no choice. No say. And to her credit accepted that. With a simple three, two, one it had begun. The beautiful trio had begun to wriggle and squirm. Twist and turn. But my girl wasn't winning. Wasn't even near. By the time she'd got her legs loose. Her lovely toned legs loose. Lucy was pulling and twisting on her wrists. And Angie was smiling broadly. For she was standing. Was jumping about in triumph. My plan had. Well had failed completely. For i rememeber even now how I wanted to get Amanda to myself for a bit. Get the others inescapably bound and gagged. Be able to slip indoors. And spend sometime kissing caressing. And generally showing her my love. My passion for her. But instead. I was heading indoors alone. Heading upto her bedroom. Retrieving our secret stash of cord. All three cloths lines worth of cord we'd cut up into different lengths. Retrieving a couple of pairs of clean panties from her draws. Panties that according to the notes I made. Made in the little note book I found the other day. A note book that has so many of our adventures jotted down within. That was the first of many. I made. I kept. I have. Were both pink. One pair pink nylon. The other pink cotton. Both would be used as gags. Used to muffle the losers moans and giggles.
It wouldn't have taken me much more than a minute or two return. Return to begin the binding of both Amanda and Lucy. To return and gag them properly. Just like it won't take me too long to return and tell you more. Give you more details. That's if you'd like to hear them of course. Want to know what happened next. How it all went. If you do let me know. Tell me what you think.
Bandit666