My wives and I made almost frantic celebratory love until nearly four in the morning and then, after we were completely exhausted, drifted off again f...r a few minutes sleep. The alarm sounded early and I wanted to slam the damned thing across the room but couldn't reach it. I was once again tangled in a mass of limbs, this time worse than most.Of course if you have to be trapped, this was the trap to be in. There were soft parts and even softer fun parts, if you know what I mean. I couldn't. "Well, Todd, you've pulled off the coup of the century, bagging this beauty for yourself. Good thing I didn't live here, good thing for you, buddy." He said this as I watched him looking right at my open pussy. Yes, the whole thing had turned me on so much, I just wanted him to see everything I had."I got her first, so too bad, buddy, I knew you'd like her," Todd told him as they started to talk about the wedding and the old days from college.They talked for a bit longer then Jon took his stuff. I was becoming a highly sexed sixteen-year-old: I longed to experience sexual contact but the fear of the past stopped me.So, here I was emerging from the sea on the Devon coastline after a swim off a beach near our holiday chalet. My skimpy bikini was wet through and, I was aware, becoming almost transparent. I saw the glances from guys on the beach and enjoyed them and soon I could feel my nipples swelling and the bikini was no longer alone in being wet.I could see my parents a little. I feel the handcuffs being placed around my wrists and ankles for the first time. I feel my leg getting wet from the thought. I suddenly don't want Nick at my house in hopes that Pete and Amber will involve me tonight. But there is no guarantee that it will even happen. What if the last time they got me involved it was the last time? What if the stop doing it all together? Do I dare ask Nick to do those things to me?" I know I tied him this morning. But what if he is not into it like Pete and.