Horseplay
Chapter 10 : Limits

  Neil felt like he hadn't slept at all. The air was cool and dry, an
unusually good combination in July in the Mountains. He dressed
quickly and walked down to the shower. He enjoyed a long, relaxing
soak, letting the hot water rush over his head and shoulders, taking
away the last bits of his tension. When he got back outside the
weather was turning a bit colder, suggesting there might be a nice
shower outside as well. Neil took it stoically and dressed a little
warmer.
	He had a judging class after breakfast, then he'd be in the
arena all afternoon so he packed extra clothes into a backpack in
case it rained. He stopped by the Cave briefly, nodding to several
expectant faces, but simply loaded up a few items to carry and headed
down to the stables.
	Neil spent the morning setting up saddles over two low
sawhorses. He intended to show the class the rules for riding both
Western and Dressage, something that only a few of his students were
qualified at. He actually hoped to give them some subtle hints about
the judges. Harry and a few other judges were pretty predictable in
scoring, but there could be surprises in points that Neil wanted to
point out. He had some pride in his classes winning awards, and it
would be especially nice to do well in categories that he didn't
regularly teach. He set up the western saddle on the sawhorse, then
sat down on a rail to eat his meager breakfast. He hadn't intended on
brooding, but it works out that sitting in a stable while its raining
on a cold and grey Summer morning is just the perfect environment for
brooding. Neil was in pretty miserable spirits when the first of his
class showed up. But that changed very, very quickly.
	Knowing they were working on judging, most of the class had
taken the opportunity to dress up. Gail arrived first, trailing a
small group of other students. She was wearing the tightest blue
jeans Neil had ever seen. Over these were leather chaps, plus a tight
white lace shirt, leather vest and a cowboy hat. Neil was speechless
and Gail seemed to know it, winking at him with a big grin and a
little wiggle.
	Student after student arrived in outfits clearly designed to
appeal to male judges without actually revealing anything and Neil
lost his early funk in a haze of testosterone. Tight denim-clad
asses, curved mounds, white lace over bosoms, it was astonishing.
Neil couldn't turn around without confronting some shapely bit of
female anatomy, snugly bound and carefully presented for his viewing
pleasure. He finally managed to catch his breath when Leah arrived.
She was wearing a dressage outfit that was shockingly sexy. Her tight
ivory jodhpurs caressed every inch of her legs, calves and ass. She
was carrying her vest and jacket, so as a top she wore only a
stretchy white lace shirt, pulled tight across her breasts. She
ignored Neil on the way in, but as she sat on a bale of hay she
looked up directly at him and grinned with a naughty wiggle. Neil was
stupefied and she was amused.
	In contrast, Derrick looked dashing in his riding gear which
featured more silver and lace than Neil thought possible or legal.
His normal entourage swelled appreciably and Neil was forced to admit
that, if nothing else the boy had a fine tailor.
	Neil started with western and used several girls up on the
saddle. He pointed out riding styles first, showing what judges
expected and throwing in what judges actually looked for, liked and
would dock them points for. Gail proved a pliable and willing model,
giving Neil smiles whenever he came up to reposition her or indicate
some hand position.
	"See how Gail always smiles? That's important. Judges look for
that. It isn't a big listing in the guide or rules, but believe me, a
judge will be more forgiving of a mistake and more apt to give points
if you look like you know what you're doing and are having a good
time. Don't overdo it, though"
	Gail narrowed her eyes, catching the hint and slid down in
front of him.
	Neil managed a brief glance at her fabulous ass before moving
over to the English saddle.
	"English is different. Dressage is different. Derrick?"
	Derrick looked almost ready to defy him, so Neil countered
quickly.
	"I think Derrick would be a good example for the girls,
wouldn't he?"
	There was a chorus of agreement and Derrick actually managed to
look civil and willing for a change. He assumed a well-practiced
stance on the saddle, his face calm but not smiling.
	"Dressage calls for serenity and control. See his face, no
smiling, but no look of concentration or concern. Derrick is also in
a good posture, look at his feet, how they sit in the stirrups." Neil
did a full description, but cut it short. "Now since there's only one
other male in the class, we'll move on to female dressage, then break
for lunch".
	Neil pulled Leah up onto the dressage saddle and realized he'd
made a huge mistake. She perched well, but it put him on a visual
level with her ass meaning he would be distracted, VERY distracted.
Neil nearly panicked and cast about for a solution. Knowing smiles
appeared on a few of Leah's friend's faces, and Neil knew he had to
work fast. He realized that he had to take control, so he moved up
very close to her leg.
	"See how her leg is positioned? This is too far forward" he
said quickly. The eyes snapped to her leg, rather than Neil's face.
He worked quickly figuring that if he could keep their concentration
on Leah, he'd be able to keep his mind focused and would be fine. The
problem was paying attention. If he examined her legs and back too
much, he'd get distracted and that played into dangerous turf. If he
didn't, he risked running out of things to discuss or giving them bad
advice. Neil grasped Leah's leg at the back of her thigh and shifted
it, moving her into a better position. It was excruciating to touch
her like that, but he fought it.
	"Her feet are also too forward, balls of the feet HERE". he
said. This was easier, since he was pretty far down. He almost felt
he had control, except when he looked up and saw Leah's face. She was
flush, and an evil grin crept across her lips. Neil was about to ask
her what was so funny when she shifted, dropping her bottom into the
seat.
	"Now she's sitting, and that's wrong." he said without
thinking. Working on autopilot, Neil moved back, almost at eye level
with her butt. He patted her on the small of her back, and she stood
up slowly. The distraction level skyrocketed as things got quite
noisy in his brain with her ass slowly sliding into his view from the
seat. Every muscle seemed to cry out to him and the curve of her ass
drew him in. He forced himself to look back at the class until she
slowly started to slide down. Without thinking he reached out and
stopped her. First, he realized he had a handful of her ass cheek.
Then he realized she'd tensed it out of shock, so he pushed and
released. Finally the entire episode condensed in his brain and he
reacted. The monster in his brain walked up to the pillar of resolve
he'd managed to build to remind him that he wasn't allowed to do
anything with Leah, smashed it into a million tiny pieces and started
to have sex with it.
	Somehow Neil forced himself to continue speaking, realizing it
was the only way to not concentrate on what he had just done. He
reached up, pointing to her back and described how she was now too
far forward. Leah moved, her face a bright pink and he nodded. He
then pointed to her leg, her beautiful, tensed leg and described its
position as being correct.
	After four more minutes of Leah on the saddle, Neil finally
felt the blessed buzz of his watch alarm, telling him it was time to
go to lunch. He dismissed the class, ignoring where any of them went,
and found his way to the supply room. He stood, shaking and gasping
breaths, trying not to let the shock of the moment overwhelm him.
Nothing had prepared him for the electric shock of cupping her tight,
young ass. It had been amazing and wrong and he could barely resist
the urge to paint the closet walls with sperm. Every ounce of flesh,
every tight curve of young body, every flexed muscle called to him.
He could feel a cheek in each hand as she straddled him in his mind,
riding him like she rode the sawhorse and saddle. The monster had
finished breaking the shards of resolve in his brain into dust and
was chasing figments of Leah around his mind, doing unspeakable and
grossly fascinating things to each while Neil's conscious sat in a
corner, eating popcorn and pretended to be outraged. Neil focused and
tried to rebuild his determination, slowly collecting bits of sanity
and reason from the gooey mess of his testosterone soaked
imagination. It was a slow and painful process and the monster howled
in outrage when it went back into its pathetic cage. Inch by inch,
block by block he reconstructed the plinth of his resolve and set
atop it a new icon of unstoppable determination. Once his breathing
calmed slightly, he centered himself, wiped his brow and opened the
door. He took one step and was nearly tackled by a tiny ball of lust.

	Leah shoved him back into the closet, backed him into the
corner, grabbed him by the neck, pulled him down and kissed him
deeply and powerfully. Neil tried to breathe, but there was too much
wiggling girl and the cage in his mind revealed tissue paper as an
underlying construction material and the monster was loose, shrieking
in victory and loping across the bare plains of his weakened mind. The
beast grabbed the control stick of his mind with both hands, hurled
its head back, thrust its crotch forward and howled. Neil's hands
found her back instantly, then her lower back and then her tongue hit
his. His hands hit the top of her ass and began to slide over them,
down, down into the heavenly curves and valleys that he remembered so
well. Somewhere, somehow a warning siren finally came alive, building
over the monster's howl and finally drowned out the sex monster who
was fucking the freshly shattered remains of his resolve in an orgy
of glee.
	"Oooooooh.NOOOO.nononononononononononooooooo" he growled
through her lips and tongue. Neil's hands released ass, found
shoulders and pushed gently back. He had to bring both hands up to
defend himself. "No.. NO... no no no no. NO."
	Leah held still, her arms held out trying to find a way back
into his. "NO? After THAT?" she screamed, punching past his hands.
"You can't say you don't want me after THAT!!"
	"No... nono.. I.. can't have you... not allowed." he gasped,
fighting for air while his head swam.
	Leah put her hands down, then folded them, sticking a hip out.
"What? Not allowed? Why?"
	"Rules... I'd loose my job" he gasped. "Jesus...so... you...."
	Leah pouted. "Fuck".
	"Not that either..." Neil gasped.
	"What?!? I'm not giving it up to you just because you patted my
fanny!"
	Neil balked. "What? No... Joking.. sorry"
	"Fuck you.... " she growled. "You've been teasing me all
fucking week and you can't deliver? You dick!"
	"ME?!? I've... You've been teasing the ... You've been teasing
me!!!"
	Leah sighed. "A little."
	"I've been trying to.. not... think... touch...." Neil nearly
collapsed, sitting down on his heels.
	"Really?" Leah asked, looking hurt.
	"Dammit" Neil said, leaning back and wiping his face. "We've
got to get out of here. I get seen in here with you and I'm fired."
	"Can we... at least walk to lunch?" Leah asked.
	"Yeah... just... ask horse questions if anyone comes near."
	The walk was difficult, partly because Neil thought he'd lost
some mental facilities with all the lack of oxygen.
	"So.. we can't.. anything" Neil explained, shrugging.
	"But you like me... right?"
	"Yes. God yes. You've been a giant... tease all week"
	Leah gave him an odd look. "All week? I was teasing you
yesterday, I guess, but not all week."
	"Sitting outside the testing center?"
	Leah thought about it, then shrugged. "Maybe. OK, a little"
	"A LITTLE?!?"
	She shrugged, but looked honestly unsure about it.
	"Fine. Leah... look, I.. really like you, and you are so... but
you're a camper and I'm a counselor and that equals me getting fired.
OK?"
	Leah pouted. "But, what if"
	"No, no no no.. No what if. No kissing, no hugging no nothing.
Period."
	She pouted even more. "So that's it?"
	"That's it. It has to be. I'd.. love to have some kind of
relationship with you, Annie... But I can't"
	Leah grumbled, then nodded. "OK, but can we stop the 'Annie'?
come up with a new pet name."
	"bunny?"
	"ugh."
	"Kitten?"
	"no"
	"I'll work on it."
	She left him at the quad, giving him a long look then turning
to go inside. She didn't wiggle, but she didn't have to.
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	Neil spotted Mae leaving the Cave, probably for her room, but
didn't move to catch her. He grabbed a light lunch and sat down
heavily.
	"You've a tough life, friend" Dave said heavily.
	"Mm" Neil agreed.
	"I talked to the girls, though!"
	Neil gave him a blank look, then caught his meaning. "So... is
everything cool?"
	Dave nodded. "Harriet and Ruth had some heart to heart, though.
I was a little concerned us guys were about to be cut from the team"
	"I doubt they've gone lez."
	"Who has?" Ruth asked, sitting with a plate full of salad.
	"Me. I'm giving up the penis" Dave answered, as solemnly as he
could manage.
	Ruth threw a cucumber slice at him and leaned into Neil.
"Joining us tonight? I'd love to live some more fantasies."
	"More fantasies?" Dave asked with a squawk.
	Ruth grinned. "I have a few. They usually involve two guys
doing terrible, nasty things to my virgin body"
	Dave opened his mouth at the "virgin" comment but Ruth cut him
a look and he wisely remained quiet. He assumed the worst innocent
expression ever attempted.
	Neil smiled at their antics. "I dunno, I'm a little"
	"You're pouting and sulking. If she comes back to you, great.
If not, more penis for me." Ruth said, squeezing Neil's leg under the
table.
	"Yeah... I'm having second thoughts about what I did, though."
	"You kicked her in the pants. Maybe in the teeth too." Ruth
said with a little bite. "Maybe she deserved it. Maybe it'll work. I
don't know. You have a talent at being cold, Neil... very cold"
	Neil nodded, growing sullen again.
	"You have other talents, though" Ruth said. "You do the right
thing, even if its just what you think is right. And you are an
incredible fuck"
	Neil blushed furiously. "Fine, I'll be there tonight. What's
the fantasy du'jour?"
	Ruth actually looked suddenly bashful. "I... uh.. "
	Dave interrupted. "She wants us to tie her up."
	Neil jumped and Ruth looked scared. "Oh, no.. I, uh.. think I
have a great... idea."
	Dave and Ruth exchanged glances. "A surprise, Ruth. Dave,
follow me"
	Ruth suddenly looked very worried and the two headed back
toward the commons. "You don't want to tie her.."
	"No, no.. I do. I already have something... set up along those
lines. I already kind of have it set up"
	Dave laughed so hard he almost choked. "I'm seriously proud to
call you my friend, man. It is a fuh-KING honor"
	"The best part is, we can surprise her."
	"Yes. Awesome. Oh, and Ruth's safeword is 'avocado', she hates
them"
	Dave began to ask what a safeword was, but it wasn't hard to
puzzle it out. "So you think she'll struggle?"
	"Like crazy".
	"Any other fantasies?"
	"Uh.. sort of. She wants it rough, like aggressive and stuff."
	"Got it. See you tonight, man".
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	Setting up the horses for the arena after the encounter in the
tack closet with Leah was excruciating. Neil saw the pain on her face
and knew his would show it too if he let his poker face slip. Walking
past her, he used all his resolve to not touch her gently.
	"Cupcake?" he asked, continuing their discussion of pet names.
	Leah smiled and shook her head.
	Mounting up, Neil sent them for a short walk around the camp,
then back to the arena. Gwen led and Gail followed. Neil avoided
Leah, paying careful attention to Derrick's horse to make sure it
didn't change colors or anything.
	Rounding the admin building in a counterclockwise tour of the
camp, Neil stopped to allow everyone to pass and made comments on
their position or tack, trying to keep them on task rather than just
going for a ride. When Leah passed he caught her attention.
	"Fanny?"
	Leah laughed, breaking through the hurt look. She shook her
head no, but there was a burning behind it that sparked a deep fear
in Neil. She looked resolute, and with her eyes burning beneath the
short brim of her helmet it made her look predatory. He swallowed
hard and moved back the line, feeling like he was about to be eaten.
	The time in the arena was spent practicing barrel racing, staff
racing and show riding. Neil assigned team leads and moved from group
to group commenting and demonstrating. It was tiring, especially with
a hot sun and double period. After the second hour, Neil could no
longer argue with the voices rising from the groups, demanding to be
let go early.
	"Time for a break", he announced. Relieved looks flooded the
faces and he waved everyone to be quiet. "Take the horses back to the
lake, we'll get them wet and then put them away. Walk them down good,
brush them and I'll let you go for the last half hour."
	Cheers came up and there was a sudden rush to remount and
nearly a race to the lake. The horses were thrilled to get into the
shallows, stamping and drinking the water. A few campers dropped into
the water to relax and it fell into a splashing fight. Neil finally
ordered everyone to walk their horses back and the campers began
filing back to the beach.
	Walking in the back with Gwen, Neil noticed her look. "What's
wrong, Gwen?"
	She blinked, then grinned. "I see why Jenn likes you."
	"She does, does she?" Neil asked, suddenly worried that rumors
would spread about their tackroom tryst.
	Gwen nodded and shrugged. "I see it in her face."
	"And what do you see?"
	Gwen laughed "You're aiming for compliments and a big head, so
forget it. A lot of the girls are head over heels for one counselor
or another."
	"Not you, though."
	Gwen almost blushed. "The Brit guy was mine last year. It was
funny, he barely knows who I.."
	"Harry? He knows you, said you should apply for a Dressage
scholarship next year."
	"He... knows... he said what?!" Gwen asked, her face turning
scarlet.
	"Yeah, we spent a good long while discussing your... assets"
	Gwen smacked his shoulder, her face a rainbow of reds and
pinks. "You did not.." she said.
	"Actually we did, and he said you should do the scholarship
thing. Think about it, OK?"
	Gwen was lost in her own world all the way back to the stable
and Neil managed to stay far away from Leah until they got inside.
She made some effort to be the last to leave, but eventually gave up
and headed out. Neil waited several minutes after the last girl left,
more or less hiding in the back of a stall, hoping she'd return and
fearing what would happen if she did.
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	Dinner was uncomfortable for Neil. Ruth was insistent that they
reveal whatever their plan was, but Dave and Neil resisted. At the
same time Mae seemed to be in pain, wanting to be near Neil but
refusing to speak to him when he came over. She simply finished part
of her meal, stood and left. Neil finally shrugged it off and
returned to find that Harriet was backing out of their evening.
	"I'm going up to Harrison to pick some stuff up for the camp!"
	"So... why are YOU going?"
	"I need to hit some stores. You should come!"
	Neil shook his head. "I don't need anything. You sure?"
	"Yeah, we'll be gone until late... well, have fun. You'll have
to tell me what you did with Ruth"
	"I'll do better than that, I'll show you!"
	Harriet laughed and headed back to her cabin, leaving Neil
grinning. He'd show her alright, and it would be a bit of a surprise.

	Dave came by to discuss the plan, having told Ruth he was going
to the bathroom. After examining the setup he was duly impressed.
	"She's going to go nuts"
	"That's the idea. You bring her in, get her onto the bed and we
take a leg and arm each. Got it?"
	Dave nodded, taking up a position. "You grab that leg quick.
I'll have her close her eyes or something. Shit... I'm going to go
jerk off or I'll totally lose it..."
	Neil shook his head "Good luck".
	When Ruth entered the cabin it was lit by candles, dimming the
lights dramatically. She ooohed over the layout, but seemed really
nervous about the whole scene. Neil sat on one side of his bed and
Dave brought her to the other.
	"Have a seat, Ruth" Dave said, drawing her over to the the bed.

	Ruth sat, looking around warily. "OK, so what's the big
secret?"
	"Ah-ah.. due time" Dave said, helping her up onto the bed. "You
should just relax. I know, close your eyes. It'll be a... surprise!"
	Neil almost laughed and Ruth gave him a hesitant look. "Do you
like guacamole, Ruth?" he asked.
	She made a face, then nodded. "OK, lying down. Eyes closed. You
guys dump something on me and I'll never suck you again."
	Dave grinned and helped her get comfortable while Neil
carefully stood and moved the leg straps out from under the bed. Dave
began to kiss and stroke her head, running his hands over her breasts
and distracting her while Neil set the leg straps as close as he
dared. When he looked up, though, he panicked and waved to get Dave's
attention.
	He gave Neil a look of confusion and Neil pointed to Ruth's
legs, then mimicked trying to get her shorts off with the leg straps
on. Dave grimaced, then went back to work on Ruth, cooing and getting
her warmed up. Neil came to the other side of the bed and began
rubbing her legs, then had an idea. He snuck over to the dresser and
pulled a tie out. It was a joke tie, covered in cartoon characters
that he wore to some of the goofier events at the end of the summer.
He returned, tied it into a loop and quickly pulled it over Ruth's
head.
	"Hey!"
	"No peeking. Its... still a secret", Neil explained.
	Ruth was tense, but allowed Dave to remove her shorts and
underwear. "Now, come on... this is all me here..."
	"Don't worry, we'll take off the blindfold in a minute" Dave
said, nodding to Neil and moving to her arm, which he rubbed and
pulled up over his shoulder. Ruth allowed it, not complaining as he
rubbed and kissed up her arm, pulling it higher up the pillow. He
turned down to Neil and started a slow countdown from five.
	On one, Neil was ready. He lifted Ruth's left leg and set it
down quickly into the cuff, then pulled the cuff closed with a solid
snap. Ruth started to sit up, but her right hand was firmly in place.
Dave and Neil moved up each side of the bed quickly, grabbing the
other limb and moving it before Ruth could really complain. A second
pair of snaps later and Ruth was partially bound. She finally managed
to sit up slightly. "HEY!" Dave moved to the to blindfold and removed
it, Neil moved to the first post and started to draw the chain
tighter, slipping a metal a-bolt into the loop of chain, pulling
Ruth's arm higher. "HEY!!!"
	Ruth looked down in a panic, examining the four straps and
trying to twist to see the wall peg. When she couldn't, she fell
back, looking up at Neil. He casually walked over to the second post,
pulled her arm tight and bolted it tight. "Now, don't thrash around
too much, we don't want you in.. much pain."
	Dave had figured out the leg straps and tightened one while
Ruth watched Neil. The movement caused her legs to pull wide and Ruth
slid down to reduce the tension, only to have more tension applied.
	"I... I don't know..." she started, but Neil slid in next to
her, caressing her stomach and inhaling a nipple, sucking it firmly.
	"You don't know what? What we're going to do to you? I have a
few ideas"
	Neil moved his hand down and cupped her. She wasn't ready yet,
the shock was still processing, but a few gentle strokes and Ruth was
moaning. "You... how..."
	"Oh, I've had this thing forever" he said, grinning when Dave
set the last pin. "You never know when some foolish bitch will allow
herself to be tied down" he said roughly.
	Ruth's eyes went wide and she started to react, but Dave was up
to her face, leering down. "I think she's starting to understand,
Neil. W e have her ass. We're going to fuck you any way we WANT" he
growled. Dave stripped quickly, pulling out his cock and sliding onto
the bed. "Suck me, whore. And if you get one tooth on my dick, Neil's
going to beat your ass with the riding crop he keeps under the bed."
	Ruth's eyes were huge and she took Dave into her mouth in near
panic. Neil moved down her body with his tongue and found her pussy
soaked. He licked a few times, then began to undress. "Bitch is wet
as FUCK dude. You should get some of that."
	Dave was fucking Ruth's mouth with steady, strong strokes,
grinning. Every few strokes he would pull out and wipe his dick
across her face. "Yeah? I don't know. She's wised up, seems to be
ready to do whatever it takes for us to let her go, right WHORE?"
	Ruth nodded quickly, looking back and forth at them in the low
light. Neil pulled the rest of his clothes off and worked his way up
the bed. "I think we should flip her over in a minute and fuck her
that way".
	Dave made an affirmative noise, looking her over. "I'm going to
fuck those big titties in a second, though. So don't flip her yet."
	Neil climbed up to her face with his dick in his hand. "Suck
this so it'll be good and wet when I fuck your ass" he growled. She
took him instantly, tongue working hard. He felt her moan across his
cock and shivered. "Ah... shit she's a top notch cocksucker" he said,
turning and smacking one of her breasts gently. As Ruth sucked and
licked he tweaked her nipples roughly, smacking her breasts and
ordering her to use her tongue or take him all the way.
	Dave moved onto the bed between her legs and slid in easily.
"Wow, she's fucking ready to GO!" he growled, slamming in and out
with glee.
	Neil pulled free and bent down. "You're enjoying this, aren't
you? You hot fucking slut!"
	Ruth's eyes were closed and she shook her head.
	"Ah, now, you're head says no, but your cunt says YES." Neil
started to pinch her nipples, increasing the pressure slowly. "Even
this is turning you on, isn't it?"
	Ruth shook her head, but moans crept out. "no... no... no..."
she grunted.
	Neil climbed up, glancing back and catching Dave's attention.
He gave him a questioning "OK" sign, which Dave shook his head at.
	"I think Dave's going to go get a few more guys, so they can
take turns in your ass" Neil said. Dave's eyes went wide, but Neil
shook his head and mouthed "Take a break, man". Dave nodded.
	"Oh yeah, that'll be awesome." Dave put on his shorts and
walked out, but Neil could see his shadow through the window.
	"Now its just YOU and ME. Too bad Dave never told me your
SAFEWORD." he growled into Ruth's ear.
	Ruth almost smiled, even with tears coming from her eyes from
his nipple tweaking... "OK.. please... hurts.. I admit... I like..."
	"Of course you do. Suck my balls bitch" he said, climbing up
onto her face. Ruth began to slather his balls with her tongue moving
all around. Neil enjoyed the sensation, then slid down and fed her his
dick. "Ah, so good. Can't wait to come all over you."
	Ruth groaned and Neil moved down. He slid between her legs and
slipped easily into her wet pussy. He began to play with her clit,
sliding in and out slowly and purposefully. A few seconds later Dave
reappeared. "A few guys said maybe" he said, clearly a bit more
relaxed.
	Ruth groaned and Dave climbed onto her stomach and slid his
dick between her tits. Neil didn't watch, it was a little weird as it
was, but the two of them were clearly having an effect. Ruth was
starting to groan louder and louder. Dave turned and whispered. "This
is how we were last time. Let me fuck her when she comes"
	Neil groaned and pulled out. "Bastard he grunted."
	Dave smiled and took his place, slipping in effortlessly and
taking over playing with her. Neil moved up and found her mouth.
"Does it taste good? Your pussy all over my dick? I can tell you're
going to come. Two guys tie you up and do all this shit to you and
you're going to come?" v Ruth started to grunt and Neil started to
fuck her face. "Dude, there's some oil on the table. Fuck her ass,
then she'll come."
	Before Dave could move, Ruth erupted. "No... no... not mmmmmph"

	"Yeah, come while we fuck you, bitch" he growled, fucking her
mouth and slapping her tits. Ruth bucked and thrashed against the
restraints and Dave started to grunt. Neil turned back with a look
and Dave shook his head, giving him the "almost" gesture.
	Ruth thrashed and bucked, moaning hard and steadily for a few
more seconds, then lay still. She panted and relaxed against her
restraints.
	"Let's flip her over" Dave said roughly. Neil pulled out of her
mouth and helped Dave pull her leg over, transferring the chain from
post to post.
	Ruth was too limp to fight and Neil had an idea. He unhitched
one arm and moved it back, forcing her into a harsh doggy position
with her arm near her ankle. He then grabbed an extra strap and tied
her wrist to her ankle. Dave got the idea and duplicated it on the
other side. In the end, she was nearly bent in half, with her ass
pointing up at a sharp angle. Neil got up first, blocking Dave and
slipping into her pussy. At the angle it was tighter and Ruth
groaned. He fucked fast and hard for a few dozen strokes, but had to
back down or finish. "Ah, you has GOT to try that" he said to Dave.
	Dave climbed up and entered her, pulling a nearly duplicate
act. After twenty strokes he backed down, then pulled out. "FUCK
that's nice. Now, you do her ass"
	Neil grabbed the oil and climbed back up. Ruth had woken up
slightly, moaning and grunting. "No... no not there.. please... fuck
anything else..."
	Neil waited for her to say her safeword, then grinned. "Shut
her up, dude. I'm tired of hearing her bitch mouth."
	Dave grinned and moved up, sliding into Ruth's mouth. The angle
was hard, but Neil didn't think Dave minded the lack of stimulation.
Neil oiled himself up liberally, then pressed into her asshole. At
first it was like trying to fuck a wall. She was tight, barely giving
to the oil. He pressed gently, noting her reactions and resistance,
adding more baby oil and slipping back a bit every few moments.
Finally, he slid completely inside her with a tight ring holding his
cock. His eyes went wide and he had to stay completely still or
explode.
	Meanwhile Dave had pulled out and was watching. "Hey, who gets
to come in her ass? I don't want sloppy seconds!"
	Neil blinked and fought to maintain control. "We'll... flip...
for... it..."
	Ruth was grunting in protest, but Neil ignored her. Dave
returned with a quarter and flipped it. "Call!"
	"Heads!"
	"Tails." Dave said triumphantly, showing him.
	"Shit.." where do I come then?
	"Face" Dave said. "Ass is mine"
	Neil stroked a few times, then grunted in defeat. "I bet you
last ten strokes"
	Dave climbed up and smacked her ass. "You're on." He slid in
and his eyes went wide. "Shit.. bad bet..."
	Neil moved up and looked at Ruth's face. "I'm going to let one
hand free. Finger yourself until you come" He pulled the strap free
and Ruth managed to get her hand back between her legs and went to
town. It was a blur of fingering and Dave started to protest.
	"Ahh. Cheater... FUCKING CH..EATER!!!.. SIX!! SEVEN!!!
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!" Dave started to pound, slamming into Ruth's
ass. Meanwhile she was humping hard, groaning and grunting.
	Neil held off, letting Ruth finger herself to climax while Dave
exploded inside her. She groaned and grunted, finally shuddering to a
halt.
	Dave left to clean up while Neil unlocked Ruth. "Good?"
	Ruth nodded. "You... are a fucker..." she gasped.
	Neil grinned. "Yes. Yes I am."
	"You never came. You promised you'd come on me" she teased.
	"I'm nasty. I figured I'd wait until later, or nail Harriet
when she comes back."
	Ruth shook her head. "Go clean up. I'll take care of you."
	Dave greeted him as he entered the shower. He was clearly
exhausted. "Did I beat you?"
	Neil paused, then grinned. "You sure did. Lucky flip, too."
	Dave grinned and shook his head. "Ruth good?"
	"Asleep. I'll send her home later."
	"Awesome. I'm going to bed."
	Neil spent a long time in the shower, cleaning himself
thoroughly. It was a little touchy, he was very primed.
	When he got back the candles had been rearranged and Ruth was
sitting on his bed, looking at his straps. "For me?"
	Neil smiled, "For someone."
	Ruth laughed then pulled him over. "Two fantasies at once. I'm
going to fall for you if you're not careful" she warned.
	Neil hugged her, feeling her hand find his cock.
	"Time to take care of daddy. Do you have a fantasy, Neil?"
	"I've lived most, I guess."
	"What do you want me to do? I'll do... well, just about
anything." she said in a sultry tone.
	Neil grinned, then leaned her back onto the bed, crawling into
a missionary position. "This", he said at her surprised look. When
she started to protest he kissed her, deeply. "I could fall for you
too" he said, sliding into her willing tunnel.
	He rocked gently with her for a while, slowing when he built
up, speeding up at times to maintain his long plateau. Ruth held him,
kissed him and spoke gently to him, staying quiet when he slowed down
because he was close, urging him on when he sped up. Neil nuzzled her
breasts, dueled her tongue, kissed her neck and backed down time and
time again. He'd never lasted so long, and he didn't want it to end.
He started to sense that she was getting tired and sore, though, and
slid upward to increase the pressure. Ruth took the cue and slid her
hands down, cupping his ass cheeks.
	"Are you.. FINALLY going to come?" she asked, rolling her eyes.

	"You're tired.. and sore"
	Ruth paused and nodded. "A little. How do you keep going?"
	Neil grinned "I've had a lot of practice backing off this week"

	Ruth laughed and urged him on. She started to talk dirty, but
he stopped her.
	Neil kissed her again, gently. She seemed surprised, then
willing. Her mouth moved, her hands cupped and he sped up slightly.
When the orgasm came it was long and slow, building ever higher until
he was lost in the release, flooding her with himself, disappearing
into the void of his mind. When he came down, Ruth was smiling.
	"You are... a fantastic fuck."
	Neil nodded and rolled off, then curled up into her. "Stay here
tonight" he whispered.
	"I'm not... not Mae" Ruth said, her voice filling a little.
	"No, you're Ruth. And that's good too." Neil said, pulling her
close.

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