This story involves a remarkably attractive and spontaneous friend, Angie, my college student son Jim, and me.
The background could get pretty long, but here's a condensed version. Jim (age 24) is a new graduate student assistant in one of the research labs at the big university in town here. Angie is a mid-level research scientist in a lab down the hall from Jim's. As for me (age 54), I work for a totally different unit of that same university. Jim and I have shared a house for the past couple of years, since my wife and his mother passed on after a long, sad, difficult illness. For grad school Jim moved back home to save money and to have a quieter place for the considerable reading and writing he needs to do.
Angie has always been single, and about six months ago, in the middle of the winter, she moved into our guest room. This wasn't really planned, but the apartment she had been living in was damaged in a fire and she needed another place in a big hurry. Jim suggested she could use our guest room until her building was repaired, and I immediately agreed. I had met Angie before and I liked everything about her; she was brilliantly smart, super cute, and generally pleasant to be with. We soon figured out that Angie, at age 39, exactly split the difference between Jim's age and mine.
When Angie moved in, our home life brightened considerably. I was missing some female companionship in our big empty house. Angie brought in a lot of new warmth. She got us into the practice of all greeting each other with big hugs when we came together after work. During the cold winter months there were a couple of times we watched TV where she snuggled in between Jim and me on our big couch, and all three of us stayed warmer.
As the warm breezes of spring came, our little trio grew warmer as well. Angie became increasingly comfortable with us. She'd come downstairs and have breakfast with us still in just her sexy, skimpy, sleepwear. The hugs grew longer and closer.
One more thing I should mention about Angie is that she is tall, strong, and athletic. She is just as competitive in athletic endeavors as she is in her research career. This was the source of some extra fun. On time in the spring we had some silly movie on TV where a couple got into a tickle fight. The guy got his girlfriend pinned down and gave her quite a tickling.
Angie smiled and commented "I'd never lose a tickle fight like that". Jim playfully commented, "bet I can beat you", and before I knew it two were at each other like a couple of big time wrestlers. It wasn't long before the tall and remarkably strong Angie had Jim pinned down. She sat on him pulled up his shirt and tickled his tummy and ribs while he struggled helplessly. I noticed when she finally let him go he had a significant bulge in his pants. I think Angie noticed too; I caught her sneaking a glance and giving a hint of a sly smile.
I couldn't resist missing out of the fun, so I overcame my shyness and blurted out "You wouldn't have such an easy time with me!" I gave it my best. I'm the least athletic of three of us, but I knew a few tricks and I held her off for a while. Still, before long I found myself helplessly pinned down, squeezed between the legs of this strong beautiful woman who was all over me, and up went my shirt and I got the tickle torture of my life. My body responded similarly, and I'm sure she had to have noticed the bulge in my pants. Still, she didn't let on. After she finally let me up, she tossed out her own challenge, "you guys are really pushovers; I'm sure I could take on both of you at once!"
I have no idea if Angie really thought she could resist both of us together, but we didn't waste any time putting her to the test. With two against one, she really didn't stand a chance. She put up a heck of a struggle, but she wound up totally pinned down, with me holding her wrists down while Jim sat straddling her. The small shirt she wore barely covered her tummy as it was, so it was easy for Jim to pull it up a little and work on tickling her spectacularly sensitive tummy and ribs. Then he went to work on her feet and I think she would have gone through the ceiling if I hadn't been holding her down so well. We finally let her go. She was all smiles, and she told us that was lots of fun. She hugged us both and headed off to bed.
The next major milestone came when their was a major conference in the field that Jim and Angie worked in. It was hundreds of miles away, and the lab had no travel budget available, but Angie and Jim both had important professional presentations to give at it. To save money they decided to drive together and share a hotel room for the three nights they were there. They both figured that since they pretty much lived together at home now anyway, and they were completely comfortable with each other, it wouldn't be any big deal.
The first night was pretty much as planned; they were tired after the long day at the conference, came back, changed into their nightclothes, exchanged a good night hug and kiss, and went to sleep in the two separate beds. The second night was a little different. The air conditioning wasn't working well at the conference center so they came home hot and sticky. They showered and changed, but they were both nervous about the presentations they had to give on the last day. Then ended up cuddling for comfort and fell asleep for the night together in Angie's bed, but things didn't go any further.
Their presentations on the third day went remarkably well. After an evening social hour, they started on the walk back to their room. Along the way, Angie suggested to Jim that they celebrate with a bottle of wine. Both Jim and Angie were only occasional drinkers, but the time did seem right for a celebration. Angie told Jim she needed something at the drugstore, so she sent Jim to pick out a bottle of wine alone. Angie went into one of those giant chain drugstores where you can buy just about anything. They met again outside the wine shop, each with a bag to carry back. They held hands on the walk and enjoyed the warm spring evening air.
Back at the room, Angie took her drugstore bag and a few things from her suitcase and went into the bathroom for a shower. To Jim's surprise, she emerged in particularly sexy night lingerie; a red short camisole top, sexy lacy red panties, and nothing else. Her short top left her whole tummy bare. Angie gave Jim a naughty smile and told him she was leaving a little extra bare skin to give him an advantage in case they got into another tickle fight. Jim showered next, and to return the tease he came out in just his gym shorts. Angie had already opened the bottle of wine and poured two glasses.
The pair sat on the bed together and talked and sipped the wine. Angie asked Jim if he had ever had a girlfriend. He told her honestly that he had a number of girls who were friends, but never any serious one on one relationship. He figured it was mostly because he had been so focused on his studies he hadn't had time to build any serious relationship. Then Jim asked Angie the same question, and got pretty much the same answer.
Not too far into the discussion, Angie told Jim she needed to remember to charge her phone. She went to her suitcase on the floor to get her charger. Rather that squatting or kneeling down, she kept her legs straight and bent forward to rummage in her suitcase, pointing her cute, curvy ass and the red panties that barely covered it directly at Jim. Angie caught Jim staring, but she just smiled and asked him to bring the wine bottle and pour them each a second glass. Jim felt very awkward as his gym shorts were obviously straining from the bulge within. Angie looked directly at his obvious arousal, and she just smiled and said "It's OK; I think you're really cute too."
Jim poured them each another glass and put the bottle back. They only had a couple of sips when Angie put her arms around Jim and gave him a huge hug and said "Let's spice things up. How about a tickle fight rematch? Winner take all; whoever wins gets to do anything they like to the loser." She looked Jim in the eye and gave a very seductive smile. "Of course nothing hurtful or dangerous, but anything else goes. You up for the challenge?"
"Sure!" Jim was so turned on he would have done absolutely anything for Angie at this point. The tickle fight began on Angie's bed, but slowly at first. Angie was much more teasing and playful than she was competitive this time around. Jim was loving the game, so he did his best to match her. Jim was actually a tiny bit nervous about the possibility of winning; if he did, what would he actually do as the winner to Angie? The pair rolled around on the bed a bit, hugging more than tickling or wrestling, it seemed.
The next things happened so fast Jim wasn't even sure what happened in what order, but with no warning, Angie turned from the playful cuddler into an incredibly strong superwoman. In a matter of seconds, Jim found himself pinned down on his back, which Angie holding his wrists down and straddling him. The look in her eyes was that of a horny wild animal. He noticed that the lacing on her camisole top had started to come undone and her curvy boobs were straining to escape. "Remember our rules Jim? Winner take all! Looks like I get to do anything I like to you! I've always wanted a cute boy toy."
Jim was not expecting the next thing at all. Angie got both his wrists trapped under one of her powerful hands, and she took her free hand to pull something out from above the pillow. Jim looked and there were a pair of loops of rope. Before he had any plan of action, Angie had slipped them over his wrists and pulled the slipknots tight. She slid down his legs, and pulled back the bottom of the sheets revealing another pair of loops which she slipped over his feet and tightened around his ankles.
"Pretty nice clothesline that they sell at that drugstore? These slipknots are quick, but I don't like them. They'll cut in if you struggle too much. But I can do much better." Angie went to her suitcase and took out four more pieces of rope. She carefully tied the first piece to one of Jim's wrists, just a little above the slipknot. Then she released that wrist from the slipknot. "I'm not worried about you escaping; I think with your other arm and both legs tied, you won't be hard for me to control". She took the new rope and tied it to the corner post of the headboard frame. His other wrist was soon similarly tied to the opposite post.
Angie secured the other two pieces of rope to Jim's ankles, but she didn't tie them off immediately. She released the last two slipknots and left Jim's legs have a minute of freedom, roped but unattached. "I don't think you will be going anywhere with your wrists tied like that! Oh, there's one thing we won't be needing any more for our game, these!" She slipped her finger's in the waistband and pulled Jim's gym shorts and briefs down to his ankles, then slipped them off altogether. Jim's growing flagpole shrunk a little from the surprise and embarrassment of being completely naked but Angie would soon fix that. She returned to his ankles and tied them securely to the foot of the bed.
Now that her prisoner was naked and completely helpless, Angie turned her attention to mapping out all his most ticklish places. Jim exploded into laughter and tugged at the ropes, but they were too strong to break and Angie had tied him very securely and made sure all the knots were far out of his reach. Her warm wandering hands also found their way to his growing manhood and quickly brought it to full attention. Then she turned around to face him and sat back down straddling his chest.
Angie slowly loosened her ties that kept the camisole top barely covering her breasts. She leaned forward and lightly brushed Jim's face with the ruffles of fabric that were straining to keep her nipples covered. She sat back up and looked Jim in the eyes. "From that grin on your face, I don't think my sweet prisoner is suffering too badly. Let's see if I can make that smile even bigger."
Angie undid the ties on her top and let it fall away. Jim took in the sight of her beautiful breasts with their soft curves. Her brown nipples stood out above her smooth light skin. Angie leaned in close again so Jim could almost reach them with his mouth. "That's sweet. My prisoner wants to kiss my breasts. I'd like that a lot." She leaned in all the way, and Jim eagerly kissed and licked her breasts. He gently sucked in her nipples and nibbled at them. "That feels really good. You can suck them harder." Jim eagerly complied. Angie's nipples grew harder and harder as Jim's eager lips and tongue worked them over. Angie took a few minutes to thoroughly enjoy all the sensations.
When she was ready to move on, Angie sat back up. Jim admired her fully erect nipples, pleased that he was able to have such an effect on his sweet captor. "Do you know what I wish I had for my prisoner now? A blindfold. I think it would be fun to tease you some more while you can't see what's coming next. Then Angie smiled. "I have an idea! How about a boob blindfold?" She lifted herself up off Jim and lay on top up him, with her breasts directly in his face. She lowered herself onto Jim so his eyes were completely covered and squeezed him in even closer. "There. You can't see a thing, can you?" "Uh uh" was the muffled reply. With his face pressed into Angie's chest, Jim couldn't see and he could barely make a sound.
"Time to examine my prisoner a little closer." Angie got up off of Jim, turned around, and straddled him again with her back to his face. She bent down and took his fully erect penis in her hand. Her pussy was just inches from Jim's face. Through the sheer fabric he could just make out the neatly trimmed fur covering her pussy lips. He wanted to tear her panties off with his teeth, but he couldn't reach.
Angie gave Jim's manhood some gentle strokes and a few quick licks and kisses. It wasn't enough to finish him off, but it was enough to tease him even more. Angie kept Jim mercilessly close to the edge for more than ten minutes before she decided it was time. She finally stopped her teasing and went all out on Jim, covering his enormous erection with kisses and licks from all sides. The new attention from Angie's soft warm mouth brought Jim over the top and he sprayed all over Angie, himself, and the sheets.
Angie took considerable delight in her accomplishment with Jim. She went to the bathroom for a washcloth and cleaned up herself, Jim, and the bed. "You're fun but messy!"
Angie climbed back on the bed again and stood up straddling Jim above his face. She slipped her fingers into the waistband of her panties and slowly slid them down to her knees. Jim took in the delightful sight of her womanly charms. She stepped out of her panties and kicked them off onto the other bed. Angie lowered herself back onto Jim, offering her warm furry pussy to Jim's hot lips and tongue. Jim put everything he had into pleasuring Angie. Angie coached Jim on what felt best of all to her, and Jim eagerly gave her everything she wanted. Jim attention between her legs finally finished off Angie and she exploded into her own orgasm.
When Angie got herself together again, she turned around and gave Jim a full length naked body hug. With his arms and legs tied, Jim couldn't return the hug, but his mind quickly turned to other things as Angie offered her breasts to his mouth again. In the time that Jim had spent pleasuring Angie, his body had recovered and his erection was working its way back up once again. Angie gave Jim another "boob blindfold" treatment and reached down to stoke him again. When the time was right, Angie reached over to over to the drawer where she had put her drugstore bag and pulled out the other item, a box of condoms. She had already opened it and she pulled one out.
Angie held up the condom and teased Jim again. "I'll bet my sex slave would like a good fuck, wouldn't he?" Jim nodded eagerly. "You have to beg me for it. I want to hear you say, 'Please fuck me Angie! Pretty please!'" Angie made poor Jim beg and plead for five minutes. To keep his interest up she continued to tease him, rubbing her bare breasts on his face and bringing her pussy in so he could give her a lick every once in a while. Finally she tore open the condom package and rolled it into place onto Jim's throbbing member. She mounted him and lowered herself drawing him deep inside her. She rode Jim hard like a wild cowgirl. This time around they both came; first Angie and then Jim.
After another quick cleanup, Angie finally went to the knots. Jim's struggles had worked them tight enough they were practically impossible to remove but Angie eventually got him out. They cuddled up close and went to sleep naked and happy in each other's arms.
When the light of sunrise woke them up, they enjoyed a long, passionate "good morning" kiss. When they finally broke it off, Angie announced what was next. "Now it's my turn Jim. You have to tie me up. Make it nice and tight. Make sure all the knots are out of my reach so I can't get out without help. Once I'm helpless and defenseless I hope you don't let me out until you've thoroughly ravaged me. Please don't be too gentle; I want to play a little rough today!"
Jim wasn't really sure what to do; he hadn't planned for this. Still, he didn't want to disappoint Angie. Jim looked over the situation. They had never taken the ropes completely off the head of the bed from last night, so that was a starting point. Jim took Angie's right wrist and securely tied the first rope around it, and then he repeated this for her left wrist. Jim was decent with knots, and he soon had Angie's arms thoroughly immobilized.
Dealing with her legs and feet would be a bit more work. Angie had completely undone those ropes last night when she had let Jim out. Jim took the pair of ropes and tied one securely to each of Angie's ankles. He was about to tie the other ends off at the foot of the bed, like he had been tied so recently, but a naughty idea came into his head.
Jim tied Angie with her legs spread wide open alright, but he didn't tie them to the food of the bed. Instead, he raised her legs straight up in air and then back towards her shoulders and he tied of the ropes at the furthest corners of the head of the bed. Angie had never felt so exposed in her life. For the athletic, flexible Angie, the position was comfortable, but her pussy was open and out there for all the world to see, and with her arms and legs tied like these, there wasn't a thing she could do to preserve even a tiny hint of modesty.
Jim's eyes met Angie's. He saw a bit of shock and embarrassment mixed with a whole lot of of wild "naughty girl" look. Jim gave Angie a kiss on the lips, but he remembered Angie's request for rough play, so his hands found his way to her breasts. He caressed and fondled them until her nipples stood out hard and firm, then he pinched them hard. This caught Angie off guard and she let out quite a squeal. Jim released her nipples and then got an even better grip and he slowly tightened his fingers. "Let's see how long before you beg me to let you out." Angie's naughty look turned positively wicked. "You might make me beg, but it won't be to get out!"
Jim decided to try another tactic. After one more super hard pinch to Angie's poor nipples that brought out an even bigger squeal, he let go and started to cover her body with little kisses. Each time he worked her now hypersensitive nipples, she squealed and squirmed. He worked his way down between her legs, and he kissed the soft folds of her womanhood ever so gently and lightly.
Tied up with her legs stretched wide open and back, Angie had no control at all over what happened to her. She wanted to press into Jim's licks and caresses for more, but she couldn't. Jim knew she wanted much more intensity, but he didn't give it to her; he just kept working her all over with the lightest, gentlest of kisses, licks, and nibbles. Angie was soon asking for more, but Jim didn't change his style. Angie's asking turned to begging and pleading. "Please! Harder! Please! Please fuck me! Please Jim! I NEED YOU JIM! PLEASE!"
After holding off and teasing her as long as he could stand, Jim finally gave in to what he and Angie both wanted. His lips and tongue went wild with a full force attack to her vulnerable pussy. In a few minutes Angie exploded with a loud orgasm. Jim got out another condom and rolled it into place. He realized that Angie's awkward angle with her legs practically over her head wasn't going to work for sex. He untied the ropes on Angie's ankles from the head of the bed and her legs fell down onto the bed. She eagerly spread them wide. Her wrists were still tied tightly as Jim mounted her and fucked her wildly. They both exploded into orgasms.
As soon as Jim caught his breath he untied Angie's wrists. They cuddled in a long naked hug. That was the end of the tie up games for that trip.
I was home when Angie and Jim arrived late in the evening. I greeted them warmly, but I noticed they both had an awkward, guilty way about them. I didn't say anything at the time. We had breakfast together the next morning. I asked them to tell me all about the trip and Jim choked up altogether and Angie blushed. Finally, Angie just blurted out something like "OK OK, so Jim and I had sex! And it was great! I hope you're not mad at me for sleeping with your young son!" I was kind of surprised, not about them having sex, but about her worrying I'd be mad about it. I didn't particularly think of Jim as "young" at age 24. If anything, I was kind of happy for both of them.
After getting over my initial surprise, I gave them both a sly smile and they seemed a lot more relaxed. "I'll tell you what Angie. Just come over here and give me a big hug and all will be forgiven." I was sort of teasing, but Angie came right over to me and squeezed me against her really hard. Her hands slid down my back and she grabbed my ass hard and pressed me very tight against her. I could feel my body reacting as this beautiful woman squeezed me tightly. When Angie let me go I had a conspicuous and embarrassing bulge in my shorts. She looked down, ran her hand once lightly across my crotch and spoke up, "I'm glad you still like me!".
We went right back to our old routine with all of us hugging and cuddling and having tickle fights. Angie and Jim were both super busy with their lab work, so I don't think either of them had time or energy for more naughty play for quite a while.
Although they confessed to me about having sex, the bondage part was not mentioned. It was much later I found out about that. That makes for a whole fun story in itself; please let me know if you're interested and I'll try to find the time to write it up.