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Blindfolded
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Blindfolded As she tied the blindfold around his head, she said, “Thank you for letting me do this.” Then she said, “Sit up straight.” He immediately sat at attention, but sighed. He sat nude on the chair. She’d put a folded towel on it to soften the seat for him. She’d tied each of his hands separately to each side of the chair. Now she stood back admiring her work. He wasn’t hard. Yet. She was still fully clothed. She left the room without a word. When she came back, she didn’t speak. She straddled one of his thighs and began kissing his neck. She rubbed her pussy against his thigh as she moved up to kiss and lick his ear. She heard him take a quick deep breath. He said, “You’re wet.” She said, “I wanted you to be sure that it was me.” “I was sure that it was you,” he said. Then she kissed his open lips as she moved her hips back and forth to stroke her pussy against his thigh. She whispered in his ear, “If I untie one of your hands will you promise not to take off your blindfold?” “What do you want me to do with my hand,” he asked coyly. “You know what I want,” she whispered as she brushed her lips against his ear. All the time she rubbed her pussy against his thigh. Then she bent down and licked his left nipple. With her right hand she followed the length of his arm and with her left hand she held his shoulder. The she sucked his nipple and looked down to see that he was now hard. She stopped and said, “Promise me you won’t take off the blindfold.” He said hoarsely, “I promise,” and added, “but I want to see you come.” “I promise you will see later,” she said. She stopped to untie his right hand, moved to straddle both of his legs, and lead his hand toward her wet pussy. She kissed him again tracing her tongue around his lips, sucking his tongue, using her tongue as a paintbrush across his tongue and teeth. He wet his fingers well inside her and stroked her clitoris somewhat like his fingers did as they brushed the keys when he was playing the piano. If they began to get dry he dipped them inside her again to rewet, and occasionally he used the heel of his hand to pull up her vaginal lips. But it was less than two minutes before she felt herself trembling under his touch. She kissed him deeper and rubbed his nipples. She held the back of his head and ran her hand through his hair. She pulled away from his mouth just long enough to tell him that she was coming. He kept his pace, stroking exactly the same, and she kept kissing him, sometimes moaning softly into his mouth. Then she moved his hand behind her, and he<b> slapped </font></b>her playfully. She moved her body closer to his and positioned her pussy so as to rub her lips and clit over the head of his cock. He tried to push further in, but she rose up and whispered in his ear, “Not yet, not yet.” Then she lowered down again to stroke the head of his hard cock with her wetter pussy lips and clit. With her hands, she touched his nipples, his chest, his hair, his face, careful not to disturb the blindfold. She said, “Sit up straight.” He did. She kept rubbing the head of his cock with her pussy and touching his body with her hands while kissing him. Suddenly she slid the length of his cock inside of her. They both took a deep inhale. As she slid up and down she rubbed her breasts against the front of his body. She untied his other hand and commanded him, “Move me.” He put his hands on her hips and did as she said. Then he felt her thighs and could feel the tops of thigh-high stockings. He let his hands trail down her legs and felt the smooth nylons. He wanted more now to take off the blindfold. Again she commanded, “Move me.” He did as she said. Then he moved his right hand to rub her clit with his thumb. She started to come again. She removed his blindfold. She had her eyes closed but opened them and looked into his eyes and said, “I’m coming.” His eyes shone as he stared at her. She closed her eyes, kissing his face, his lips, his eyes, his neck, his ears. She whispered, “Come for me. I want you to come for me.” He gazed down and noticed for the first time that she was wearing leopard print platform heels, which put her at a better height to ride him as she was now. “Come for me,” she said again. She felt him take her hips in his hands again. She felt his cock inside her better now than before. She felt more excited than before, too. He exhaled loudly, as loud as he ever got when he came. He breathed heavily and fast as he came inside her. |
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Glad I read it... thanks! "Only good girls keep diaries. Bad girls don’t have time.”
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Damn, yeah that was pretty good. Vividly written, and quite believable ?*
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6/12/2020 12:37 pm |
A very erotic story!
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