Chapter 1

Chris was lying on his back, stark naked and handcuffed to the headboard of his king sized bed. The new apartment he moved into with his girlfriend Erica proved to be useful for having all kinds of great, kinky sex all day long. No more worrying about other people being home, or walking in. They had the place to themselves, just the two of them.

Chris and Erica have been together for three years now. Over the course of their relationship, they've gone from two shy kids too scared to make the first move, to the all-out, absolutely-anything-goes sex fiends they are today.

Chris has always been a very submissive guy. A friend once called him a bottom's bottom — a joke that stuck with him for a while. Erica, however, has made a lot of progress. When they first met, she was a timid girl, very inexperienced in a lot of ways. Three years later, she's been able to make Chris cum by just whispering dirty things in his ears.

Chris was a big guy. Just over six feet tall, jet black hair, and a pretty husky build. Certainly not fat, but he indeed have some meet on his bones. His girlfriend Erica was a little on the shorter side, just under five and half feet tall. She always felt a little ashamed by her height, most girls of 17 are still a bit taller. She, too, had dark black hair. Betty Paige-esque bangs up front, with a length down to her mid back. Erica always prided herself on her tan — rather, her lack thereof. Her skin was in pristine condition, smooth, soft, and milky white.

Erica was still wearing the strap-on she had used not 10 minutes ago on his ass. It hung from her legs, still shiny and wet from the lube. It was only about six inches long, and a good inch and a half thick. Not the largest Chris has ever taken, but it served its purpose very well. Erica picked a few of the left over sex toys off the floor, and placed them on the side table. It was about two in the morning, and both of them were quite tired.

This was just about the usual procedure before going to bed. At least, this month it was. Every month they took turns "being in charge," a kind of master-slave game they play. What the master says, the salve must do. Period. No questions asked. This month was Erica's month. Chris especially liked her months.

She grabbed a nearby towel, and started to wipe up the cum still covering Chris's body. He had had at least three orgasms, and all three of them still coated his stomach and chest. At one point he came so hard it landed on his cheek. Instead of wiping it off his face, she just spread the mess out over his lips. He gladly licked them clean.

After she had cleaned him up, she kissed him on the lips, said "goodnight", and climbed in bed, pulling the sheets up over her naked body.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" Chris asked, shaking his wrists, still handcuffed to the steel headboard.

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I totally forgot." Erica stood back up, and walked around to the other side of the bed. She opened the top drawer of the nightstand where the keys to the cuffs are kept. She dug around inside the drawer, only to pull out a large, black butt plug.

"Well, I don't think you can unlock anything with that guy," he said, knowing exactly what was about to happen. Without a single reaction to what was said, she grabbed both his legs, and swung them up into the air, as high and far apart as possible.

"God, I love your ass." She said slowly sinking two fingers into his tight hole. Chris just closed his eyes in pleasure. As sore as he still was from the recent fucking, it still felt like heaven to have her fingers inside him again. Grabbing the pointed butt plug, she slowly shoved it into his ass until it slid all the way inside. The tapered bottom of the toy kept it from going in any further, or coming out. "That's better" she said crawling back into bed. "Thanks for me reminding me hon," she kissed him on the cheek. "I completely forgot."

Chris would have rolled over to try and get some sleep, but the handcuffs still held his arms above his head. He closed his eyes, and tried to take his mind off the extremely full feeling inside his ass. Erica pulled the covers up over both of them, and rolled over to get to sleep. She smirked to herself, thinking about Chris still tied up, with a raging hard on, and a massive butt-plug inside him.

That night Erica had an extremely vivid dream. She couldn't remember much when she woke up ... just some blurry bits and pieces. She remembered being very turned on during the entire thing, and was pretty sure she was having sex with someone ... but can't remember who. Someone with short black hair. Her mind immediately went to her friend Krystle.

"Why would I be dreaming of her," she thought to herself. She was pretty sure Krystle was naked ... lying on her back with her legs spread wide open, and hanging off the side of the bed. Erica stood between Krystle's legs, looking down on her. The rest of the dream goes kind of blurry, but it all seemed too real at the time.

When Erica awoke, she felt something strange between her legs. Something big ... it bulged up from underneath her. She shot out of bed in a panic, not quite sure what to expect. She looked down between her legs to see a big flesh-colored cock hanging off her thin body. She couldn't even see her own cunt, the damn thing was blocking the view.