A Top Gear (UK) Anonymous Kink Meme
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A Top Gear (UK) Anonymous Kink Meme
RULES OF ENGAGEMENT:
1) ALL characters MUST be 16 or older to play.
2) NO "seconding" prompts! It's annoying to the prompter and the readers, and I will delete any ( Read more... )
Um, also, since I'm here, book update: have started submitting to epublishers!
A Top Gear (UK) Anonymous Kink Meme
RULES OF ENGAGEMENT:
1) ALL characters MUST be 16 or older to play.
2) NO "seconding" prompts! It's annoying to the prompter and the readers, and I will delete any ( Read more... )
"And are you?"
"Am I what?"
Mindy gulped. "Bored," she whispered, her eyes welling up.
She found herself hugged firmly, lovingly, and sobbed in relief as Richard placed soft kisses on her face. "No, no, no, no, it's you and me, Minds, forever, no matter what." He pulled away and looked into her eyes. "No matter what," he whispered, and kissed her on the mouth. For a rather long time, it turned out, until James had to interrupt them with an embarrassed cough.
Mindy could feel her face heat up. "Sorry, James." She rested her head against her husband's shoulder, feeling suddenly terribly foolish. "So. Why exactly did you need to bring me here?"
Richard did not answer straight away, but held her for a long moment. She felt his answer breathed in her hair. "I would like James to teach you what he knows. About tying me up."
Oh.
Oh.
Mindy looked at James, who had gone beet red. "Is this something you’re willing to do?"
James straightened, mouth in a thin line. "Yes, as long as you are fine with it."
Mindy nodded, thinking. "And is this something you want to do?"
His eyes looked pained, but all he said was, "Yes."
Several lightbulbs went on in Mindy's head. "How much?"
James' mouth opened, then closed again. She could see his fists clenching and unclenching.
"James."
"Too much," came the whispered reply.
"You're gay?"
"Not...exactly."
"Ah."
She let the men stew in silence as she mulled over her options, ignoring James trying to hide behind his hair and Richard staring at him, wide-eyed. She picked up one length of rope and found it surprisingly soft. She looked at Richard's bare chest and imagined the ropes criss-crossing across his heart, wrapped around his wrists. His body immobile, still, waiting for her.
Oh, yes.
"Alright, you've convinced me to try it out." They jumped as she held out the rope to James, her smile faintly ironic. "Teach me what you know, Professor May."
James choked. It took five minutes for him to stop coughing, Mindy with a hand on his back and Richard laughing like a hyena, the tension in the room dissipating in the warmth of friendly mirth.
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"I should spank you for laughing at me."
"Promises, promises."
James smirked. "I can teach her that, too, you know."
Mindy looked up from the rope she was winding around Richard's left arm. "Mr. May! Such depraved depths you have!"
James waggled his eyebrows. "The better to help you debauch your husband, my dear."
"I like the sound of that," Richard replied, a dreamy smile on his face.
Mindy kissed Richard on the nose. "You'll have to wait a bit for the debauching part."
"I'm not going anywhere."
Mindy tied off the rope with a knot and watched while James checked her work - it needed to be tight enough to restrain but not so tight as to cut off his circulation. Nodding in satisfaction he indicated to Mindy to do the same to Richard's other arm.
As she worked, she watched, intrigued, as her husband calmed before her eyes: the habitual twitchiness was replaced by a peace she had never seen, not even in his sleep. Imagining how Richard would look bound didn't match the reality: in her imagination she still saw him straining against his bonds. This, this was nothing more than a revelation.
At a quiet word from James she grasped the loose rope at the back and threaded it through his legs, careful to avoid crushing his balls as she tied his arms across his abdomen.
"How is that?"
Richard wriggled a bit. "Could be tighter."
Mindy's eyes widened but said nothing, adjusting the rope until both Richard and James were happy with the tension. He smiled blissfully at her as she tied off the last knot. He slowly sat down on the couch, and sighed happily. Mindy merely watched, suddenly tense with nerves.
"What happens now?" she asked.
"Now? Now I go make tea," James smiled and wandered off to the kitchen. Mindy stared after him, wondering if he'd gone completely mad.
Richard laughed. "I told you. He'll make tea, then sit with his bloody crossword and leave me like this. All evening."
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"I sit. I become calm and relaxed, and I feel."
"That's all?"
"Pretty much."
"That's...unbelievable." Mindy shook her head. "At least, it would be if I couldn't see it with my own eyes. I've never seen you this still." She chuckled. "I'm betting your mother never has, either."
"You are not mentioning this to my mother!" Richard yelped, and Mindy fell about laughing, both at his panic and in sheer relief. She collapsed against his body, still giggling, shamelessly snuggled up to him. Curiously she snagged her fingers under the cords that wound around his chest, and grinned when Richard complained about her hitting a ticklish spot.
"Don't make me come out there," James called from the kitchen.
"We're fine, James," Richard answered back, even as he shook with outraged laughter.
Mindy giggled again, ceasing her torture to run her hands over the bonds on his arms. She wasn't sure if it were the lovely texture of the rope, or the visual of bare skin divided into conquered territories, or the intoxicating sweetness of Richard's sighs as she explored along the path of rope from knot to knot to knot; all she knew was that the situation was becoming dangerously electric, and she was fast losing the ability to care.
Richard's quite moan startled her. She looked up at his face and saw such a look of open want and pleading, alien and yet so compelling. She had to look away, but then her eyes followed the rope from his wrists to his crotch. She shakily palmed the bulge in his jeans, and when it jumped under her hand her arousal spiked, flash flaming her inhibitions. She dragged her nails across his erection, and drank in the noise of Richard's moans.
"Did James ever see you like this?" she taunted, added more pressure to his cock until he squirmed under her hand. His face was red and expression worried, but when she squeezed he bucked under her touch, and hardened even more. "Answer me, please."
"Nnngh, nuh--not, not like this, oh fuck--!"
She rubbed harder, gleeful, a part of her wondering when she had become so bossy in sexual matters. "Like how, then?"
Richard bit back his cry when he felt her hands at his fly. "He--he...I was tied, like this. And then, he tied my ankles to the legs of the couch...ah!...and--and he knelt down...."
Mindy imagined it, and wanted. She wanted to do that. And, God help her, she wanted to see that.
"And?" she said, slowly pulling down his zip, high on adrenaline. Richard's cock nearly jumped free of the fabric.
"He..he said I could say stop. He touched me and I came and I didn't stop him, I didn't want to and I'm sorry, Mindy, I'm sorry but I wanted to know--"
"Shhhhhhh, my love," she soothed, fingering the head of his cock as it appeared from its foreskin. They would need to clear the air about this, and soon, but right now all she wanted was to see Richard come undone at her pace for once.
As for James....
"Mr. May, I need some help here," Mindy called out, and almost laughed when James nearly tripped in shock at what she was sure what quite the unexpected sight. She didn't want him to be wearing that horrible blank expression, however, and hoped that her next action would wipe it away.
"James, please," she whispered, holding out her hand.
James looked back and forth from Mindy to Richard, unable to settle on either. Mindy rested her hand on Richard's stomach. "Richard?"
"Are...are you sure?"
"Right now, yes. Later...I know we'll have to hash things out, but..." She looked back at James. "I would very much like to see what else you can teach me. Teach us, I mean. Is that okay?"
"And then what?"
Oh, crap. Mindy bit her lip, and considered very carefully her next words. "James, you are a dear friend, and I trust you, as I'm sure Richard must. And, well, let's just say that we'd be...open to suggestion?" She waited, praying she had not misread the situation, or the others' feelings. Or her own, for that matter.
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When James pulled away, his expression was much warmer. He glanced at Richard, who had been watching avidly, and smiled when Richard nodded. Taking Mindy's hand he placed it on Richard's cock.
"The trick is to touch him slowly, yet firmly, so as not to jar him out of his calm state," James whispered, watching her fingers on Richard.
"Show me?"
"Er...I should think you'd know how by now."
Mindy smiled. "I know. I want to see you touch him. I want to see what you did, before. No, no, dear, it's not revenge," she reassured him when she saw the guilt in his eyes. "I want to see what you saw. I want to know, as well." She hoped that her want for him would show in her voice and gaze.
"Richard?"
"James, please..." Richard couldn't reach out to James, but he was very skilled, Mindy knew, at persuading with his eyes.
James smiled suddenly, expression clear and confident, and kneeled on the floor in front of Richard. "Mindy, would you hand me that short piece of rope beside you?"
Mindy did so, and thrilled to see him tie it first around Richard's ankle, then to the leg of the couch. She did the same on the other side, with James looking on in approval. Richard's legs were spread quite wide this time, his cock fully erect, his face serene. With a glance to Mindy, James softly ran his fingers over the head of Richard's cock and licked his lips when Richard let out a long, gutteral groan.
"Can I...?" Mindy asked, no longer content to merely watch, and ran her fingers over James', slipping between them to touch Richard before resuming her exploration of James' hand, feeling his motions on Richard's cock underneath her hand.
Richard, of course, was getting more vocal, yet there was none of the frantic grunts and growls that normally punctuated their lovemaking. Instead, he softly panted and moaned, the intensity somehow increased by the calm. Mindy had not been quite turned on for some time, and from watching Richard, assumed it must have been the same for him as well.
She stroked down Richard's shaft to his balls and instead of the usual pulling and twisting she merely explored, reveling in the exploration of skin and hair that had never really been an option before. She grinned joyously at James, who returned it with a bit of added smugness. With one flick of his thumb over the head, Richard bucked and came all over himself and James' hand, spatters of semen marking his stomach and sliding into his navel. Mindy slowed her hand, but did not take it away from Richard's skin.
"I thought you said to touch him slowly."
James licked his fingers clean, an evil glint in his eye. "I did. It's not my fault he came too soon." Mindy blinked, then dipped her finger in the mess coating Richard and sucked it off, smirking at the answering heat in James’ gaze.
"I can still hear you," Richard mock-groused, his voice slurred with endorphins. His head was tilted back and his eyes were closed in bliss. "Fuuuuuck."
"Too much for you, old man?"
Richard opened one eye. "You're lucky my hands are tied."
Mindy laughed and kissed Richard, then James. "Boys, boys, boys, that's enough bickering. I like him calm like this." She snuggled into Richard's side, and pulled James over to rest his head on her legs. They sat quiet for a while, Mindy petting James' hair and occasionally kissing Richard's shoulder.
Far too soon James had to climb to his feet, stretching out the kinks in his back. He looked thoughtfully at Richard, then leaned over to kiss him, as well. In his relaxed state Richard welcomed it, and sighed when James pulled away.
"S'nice. Thanks, mate."
James giggled and kissed his hair. "Mmmmm," he agreed, and sat on the other side of Richard, his smile warm as he reached over to take Mindy's hand and settle them on Richard's bound arms.
Mindy smiled back and took in a deep breath. "So. Let's talk."
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Glad you enjoyed it. :D
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Oh, that is so not fair! I want lots lots more, please, this was ksaj;lkifjg;ajgha;slkfj;aslkdsa. Seriously. This could do with further expansion.
I am not above begging. *BEGS*
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Sadly, I have no more words. Hopefully someone else will be able to take you up on that. Thanks for reading. *hugs*
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Thank you. :D
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