I’m back again with more stories!
When I stopped last night, Mom and Donna had gotten out of their (self-)bondage and walked in on Lindsley and me talking about how she ended up tied spread-eagle to her own bed nude and gagged with her own panties while they themselves were nude.
I sheepishly smiled and said, “Um... did I come in at a bad time, Mom?”
“Steph, why did you think it was okay to peek in on my private life? I thought you had homework to do, anyway.”
“I finished it, Mom, and I came over because nothing good was on TV and I wanted to watch TV with you, Donna, and Lindsley! Instead, I found you tied up with your legs on Donna’s couch while nude, Donna also nude, tied and gagged screwing you with a strap-on, and my best friend tied up nude on her own bed, gagged with her own panties!”
“I understand I lied to you, honey, but you still decided to peek in on my private business, so I’ll give you a choice: you can either be grounded when Donna and I are done, or you can join Lindsley in bondage, at the whim of Donna and I.”
Mom knew how to make me join in on the fun, and I instantly nodded my head at the latter choice. I could see Lindsley blush a bit, but she didn’t really protest. Donna asked Lindsley if she wanted to be in some clothes while tied up with me, but Lindsley refused.
“If I didn’t feel uncomfortable with Steph seeing me stark naked, and don’t think I didn’t notice you staring at my boobs while they were jiggling, Steph, I won’t feel any more uncomfortable being tied up with her while nude.”
I started to take off my clothes and underwear, partially because I was already aroused slightly by seeing Lindsley tied up nude, partially because I’d feel weird while my mom, Donna and Lindsley were nude and I was still clothed or even in just my underwear. I started by pulling down my jeans and my red panties, revealing my ass and vagina; even though Lindsley had seen my bare ass at least once during slumber party games of Truth or Dare (I and my friends were weird 12-year-olds, eh?), I could see her staring intently at it while I was bent over and turned around to look at her; she looked almost completely flushed when she noticed me looking at her, while I just smiled and finished pulling off my panties. Moving onto my shirt and bra, I faced her this time and just gave her a nice view of my body; she went red even more. I think this experience actually helped turn both of us bi with a heavy preference for girls.
“Well, I don’t have any clothes on now; how should I be tied up, Mom?”
“Crawl onto the bed with Lindsley and I’ll let you figure it out, Steph.”
I got on the bed with Lindsley, as per Mom’s command; Mom then told me to lie opposite of Lindsley, which I did, then she moved my legs so one was over and one was under Lindsley’s; I could already see where this was going. Mom then proceeded to lift my arms up and tie my wrists to the bedposts; in the midst of this, Donna stuffed Lindsley’s panties back in her mouth, but this time put some light blue duct tape over Lindsley’s mouth. Lindsley mmmph’d for a second, which made me feel even more aroused at the situation, then started to wriggle a bit in order to, according to what she told me after this, jiggle her breasts for me. The view did look pleasant and made me even hornier, I admit.
After my wrists were securely tied to the posts, Mom stuffed my panties into my mouth and then buckled a pink ball-gag behind my head. Lindsley and I both mmmph’d at each other, testing out our gags; it was a sort of surreal experience, it was the first time I’d heard Lindsley making a sort of moaning noise, while it was her first time hearing me moaning. While Lindsley and I gag-talked at each other, Mom had finished tying my ankles to the bedposts, tying me spread-eagle style much like Lindsley was. Almost surely intentionally, Mom had tied Lindsley and me together in such a way that our vaginas were touching; again, a unique first for both of us, another girl’s vagina touching our own. I shifted myself up and down a little, rubbing both of our crotches; I ended up making the both of us moan in pleasure a little.
Right as Donna and Mom were leaving the room, Mom stopped, and said “Oh my, I almost forgot the piece de’ resistance, girls! This should keep you both occupied with each other instead of on the noises we make downstairs!” Mom proceeded to whisper something to Donna, and Donna then left Lindsley’s bedroom; shortly after, Donna came back carrying something that made both Lindsley and I go a little wide-eyed, wriggle in our bonds, and make noises into our gags: a double-ended dildo!
“Donna and I understand that just leaving both of you tied up with your va-vas sort of awkwardly touching isn’t exactly something that’ll keep you excited, so here’s a little toy to keep the both of you occupied while Donna and I continue our fun! Let ‘em have it, Donna.”
After saying that, Donna walked over to the bed, Lindsley just sort of acceptingly shifted herself back, and I did the same. Donna inserted the first end of the double dildo into Lindsley’s vagina, making her moan more deeply than she had before, and then stuck the other end in me, also making me moan very deeply in pleasure as well.
Mom and Donna both left the room, with them both saying “have fun” teasingly. For the first few minutes, Lindsley and I just sort of awkwardly wriggled in our bonds and talked into our gags, occasionally causing the dildo to give us both short bursts of pleasure. After those first few minutes, I decided to actually do something and started shifting my body in a way that pushed the dildo into Lindsley, then pushed back into me, causing both of us to start moaning much more in extreme pleasure and, after a bit of this, Lindsley started shifting herself as well. I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter each minute, and Lindsley and I both stared at each others’ now bouncing boobs, both of us noticing that each others’ nipples were erect.
After what I think was 10 minutes of this, Lindsley suddenly started shouting into her gag, and violently thrashed against the ropes; I could tell she was cumming. No more than a few seconds later, the familiar sensation of extreme pleasure hit me as well, and we both violently thrashed against the ropes holding us in place; all I wanted to do was break free, grab Lindsley, and kiss her; I’m sure she felt the same way. While I was recovering from the overpowering orgasm, Lindsley had found a way to loosen the bonds on her wrists, and untied them both.
With her hands-free, Lindsley bent as far as she could, and evidently, those years of gymnastics had paid off, as she was able to slowly untie her ankles as well. After she was free of being tied up (though still gagged), Lindsley untied my arms and ankles as well. I proceeded to rip the tape off of Lindsley’s mouth, while she unbuckled my ball-gag; we both spat our panties out and held each other. After a short bit of cuddling with each other, Lindsley piped up with an idea.
“Hey, Steph... how about we go get some revenge on my mom and Karen? It’s only fair that if they got to tie us up, we get to have some ‘fun’ with them, right?”
“I like the way you think, girlfriend! Let’s go.”
That’s all for tonight! Next time, Lindsley and I have get some revenge on Donna and my mom.
I might take some time to write up stories of TUGs I had with some of the younger kids in my neighborhood; intimate TUGs are fun to recount as well, but I do have non-intimate stories I’d like to share. Dunno yet, though!