Double
(3-22-2011)
If there’s anything Montgomery Grant liked it was something that came in twos. And double of everything is what Montgomery strove to get. Although he it kept to himself he had a distinct predilection for such things and had developed his own personal philosophy: Three is a party while two is fun which is damn near impossible when you only have one.
Montgomery Grant was never one to miss his opportunity for doubling his pleasure or his fun. And this morning when he awoke was no exception.
It wasn’t quite noon when Montgomery Grant awoke. It wasn’t even close to midmorning when the sheets pulled back over his head and he came to realize that he wasn’t alone. Sweetly tucked between his lips rested the softest most tender part of flesh attached to a blonde woman who lay face first upon him as her waist rested on his abdomen. Both her arms lay outstretched above her head bound tightly to his. Below he could feel his legs unable to move. The restraints allowed for little give but it was an uncomfortable pain that he didn’t mind. Although he couldn’t see her face he could hear her breathing sounds. It wasn’t talking but the sound of her breathing had a unique throaty quality that distinctly reminded him of words. Reacting to his carnal instincts Montgomery began to run his tongue along the edge of his lips allowing it to graze this newfound flesh. For every soft lick the blonde released a louder vocal breathe between her sounds.
Which brought Montgomery to the next realization, there were two of them but they were not alone. Somewhere in the corner of his eye Montgomery could make out another head of blonde followed by a pair of wandering blue eyes that completed her face. The other eyes were attached to the movements below the waistline of the resting blonde. She was encouraging the first blonde with her touch. Between the warmth of his tongue and the run of her fingers the bound blonde let out deeper faster sounds that couldn’t be deciphered other than pure pleasure.
He couldn’t see what she was doing but he could feel that the unseen woman was now giving him a hand in the most generous way. Lost to the moment he continued to let her help him along. Working her hands in the most delightful ways letting him grow with anticipation before positioning her body to fully delight in his lower attributes. Although he couldn’t see the movements of the second woman, the feeling she was giving made Montgomery appreciate his newfound situation.
Sometime before mid-afternoon they had finished their business with each other and the pair of blondes lay at rest upon Montgomery’s bare torso. Short red nails met the corner of his eyes as he turned his head to catch his breathe. Exhausted, he could feel his own hair sticky with sweat and his tired arms still tightly bound to one woman whose resting breath reminded him of a kitten purring. More revealed the other woman remained firmly rested upon him as her tired body lay against his bound companion. Pieces of her blonde her hair tickled his face as it fell over the woman’s shoulder while her resting hands cupped the soft fleshy breasts that had earlier filled his mouth.
Montgomery began to wonder what had happened. Before awaking he hadn’t the slightest idea how he had come to this strange yet satisfying position. It had been Sunday when he went out although it wasn’t a blonde he caught. At least that’s what he had thought when he tried to remember. Distinctly in his memory there were two red-heads that made up his mind but he had to be wrong.
While his mind continued to wander the shift of red nails went unnoticed as they untied. Awake and moving the pair began to work again. Carefully the weight of his newly free bound companion shifts to reveal her face as she finds a new home between his legs. A look of sheer pleasure comes over her face as she finds him curiously willing. With a turn of a head she smiles and nods to the other blonde who then carefully maneuvers herself between Montgomery and her friend before starting in.
Nightfall is when Montgomery awoke to find he is alone in the middle of the room. Sore and unrestrained he questions whether he had dreamt it all when a knock at the door jars him to the present.
As he opens the door Montgomery Grant comes to a moment where two meant so much more than he could have ever dreamt. For outside the door stood double red hair with a familiar face greeting him with a smile that said it all.
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