At first Amy had felt safe and relaxed. After all, what could go wrong? She and Gary had talked about fantasies one night and she’d mentioned how she loved feeling vulnerable, not knowing what was coming next, the expectation and the anticipation heightening the sexual experience. Gary hadn’t seemed to pay it any more attention than her other fantasy, the one about her wanting to be dominated, to feel used, to be his plaything. It was simply another one to talk about and discuss.
Casting her eye over it, she noted lengths fastened to each leg, pulled loosely into the centre like a giant ‘X’. Moving around to her, Gary reached one hand behind her head, pulling her gently towards him, he leant forward and whispered in her ear.
"Want to play?"
"Oh yes!" Grinning at him, she took a step back, her hands reaching for his shirt buttons as he brought his other hand out from behind his back.
"You’re not quite ready yet."
Looking up, she watched as he settled the blindfold over her eyes, fastening it behind her and checking for no gaps or slipping.
"Now can I continue?" she asked, reaching forward again, searching down his smooth, firm chest for the few remaining buttons.
She’d thought being deprived of her sight wouldn’t have affected her much as she’d been with Gary for a few months now and she knew every inch of his body. Still she had trouble with the last button. She reached a hand up to lift the edge of the blindfold but got it slapped away by Gary.
"No peeking,” he growled.
Slightly taken aback by his actions and tone, she reached out in front of herself, her outstretched fingers meeting his torso then trailing down to the remaining button, releasing it, then to his waistband, unfastening his button and lowering his zip.
Cautiously kneeling in front of him, she reached her hands into the sides of his trousers and slid them and his underwear to the floor. Kneeling upright again, she reached her hands forward towards him. She felt her hands roughly grabbed by Gary and held tight at his side.
"Don’t want to make it too easy for you, do we now?"
She froze, uncertain of what was expected of her, then felt her hands being pulled behind Gary’s back, causing her to lean forwards. As she bent towards him, she felt his erect cock bumping against her cheek. Quickly turning her face to the side, she hungrily sucked the head into her mouth, moaning around it as she ran her tongue under it.
Gary released her hands, reaching instead for her head, twining his fingers into her hair as she continued to gulp him into her mouth. Pulling her forward, he pressed his engorged cock further into her willing mouth, pulling back before sliding again into the velvet opening.
Amy reached her hands up to his groin, bracing herself against him as he pressed ever further forward into her. As Gary sped up, she felt his cock hitting the back of her throat, causing her to gag with each thrust.
She heard him moaning, felt him swelling and pressed back against him, wanting to taste his cum on her tongue but he roughly pulled her head forward, her strength no match for his. The head of his cock pressed hard against the back of her throat. As she gagged and choked, she felt him pulsing, his hot, salty cum down her throat.
After what seemed like hours but could only have been seconds, he withdrew, the last few drops dribbling onto her tongue and lips.
"Your turn now," he smiled, lifting her to her feet. Slightly shocked at his disregard for her, she stood. She felt his hands going to her shirt buttons, quickly unfastening them. Amy felt the cool breeze as her skin was exposed to the air, then Gary was sliding her shirt along her arms and off. His hands reached for the clasp of her bra, quickly releasing it, allowing her heavy breasts to fall free, the nipples hardening as the cool night air hit them.
She raised her hands to her breasts, squeezing and pressing the bare skin, still highly aroused from the recent cock sucking she’d done. She jumped as his mouth closed over one of her nipples, nipping sharply before disappearing as his hands moved to the waist of her skirt, unzipping it and sliding it to the ground along with her pants.
As she stepped out of her clothes, she was suddenly conscious of her nakedness as she wrapped her arms around herself.
She sensed him standing, then he gently pressed her backwards. She took a faltering step then felt the edge of the bed against her knees. As Gary continued pushing her, she stumbled back and sat heavily on the edge of the bed.
She felt Gary lifting her legs and swinging them to the side. Smiling, she shuffled over towards the middle of the bed as he came around it and reached for her hand, pulling it towards the corner of the bed.
Gary quickly fastened the rope around her wrist, her arm taut towards the corner. She felt him pulling her leg toward the bottom corner, then another length of the rope was wrapped around it. Gary moved around the bed and she felt her other limbs similarly restrained.
Tensing her muscles, she found she could barely move her arms, outstretched towards the two corners while her legs were fastened far apart, exposing her aching, wet pussy. She found she had some movement in her legs but she couldn’t close them, not that she had any desire to do so at the moment.
Straining, she discovered that the ropes were stronger than she’d thought, no way was she going to shift them. Gary had tied them tight as well, no amount of pulling or twisting gave any slack.
"OK, I’m all yours, now for gods sake fuck me." She panted towards where she thought Gary was.
"Oh don’t worry, I will, just a few other things I need to get sorted first." The voice wasn’t from where she’d expected and she realised that the thick carpet muffled most movements in the room.
Amy groaned in frustration as she heard the door opening and then closing again. She lay tense and expectant, waiting for Gary to return. After a few achingly long minutes, the door opened again and Gary returned to the room. He said nothing, but she sensed him moving around the room, very slight noises giving his position away.
"Come on Gary, I’ve been here for ages, you got what YOU wanted, now do something for ME!" she almost screamed.
She felt the bed shifting, then a mouth closed over her engorged nipple. The tongue lapping at her, exciting her more. She felt teeth gently nipping at her flesh, a hand cupping her breast, lifting it to a more convenient position, the mouth closing onto her again, sucking, feeding off her desire.
"Ah, thank you," she moaned.
His other hand moved to her hair, tilting her head back, his mouth leaving her breast, kissing along her throat, following the pulsing of her heart in her veins.
She felt the original hand releasing her breast and traveling down across her taut stomach, pausing at the first touch of her neatly trimmed hair then pressing onwards, deeper between her legs.
Arching upwards, she pressed herself against his hand, willing him to enter her, to release the tension that had been building. As if hearing her unvoiced pleas, one finger slowly traced the outline of her puffy lips, tantalizingly journeying down the moist slit then returning, pressing harder this time, opening her up. As he traced a path across her clit, she gasped and jerked, widening her legs, silently begging for more contact, to feel something, anything inside her.
Slowly returning, his fingertip pressed firmly against her opening. Maybe a quarter inch or so pushed into her but it was enough, she gasped as she was finally able to feel something penetrating her. It briefly paused before teasingly slipping out again, rubbing small circles around her throbbing clit, not making contact, not giving her the stimulation she craved.
Moaning, she twisted and turned, desperately trying to get the finger back inside her where she needed it. Feeling him smiling against her neck, she thrust her pelvis towards his hand again and this time he complied, a single finger slipping deliciously inside her, tip, knuckle, then second knuckle.
Clamping tight on it, she felt every ridge as it oh so slowly slid out again, not quite leaving her before returning to repeat the process.
"More," she moaned
He softly chuckled, amused at her obvious desire, but slid a second finger along the first to join in her violation, the ball of his thumb hitting against her clit with every deep stroke. She surrendered to his slow thrusting, pressing up to meet each of his pushes, frustrated by the slow pace.
His other hand joined the one on her head turning it towards where she imagined his torso to be. Feeling a firm, rubbery presence against her panting lips, she opened her mouth fully, allowing his cock to again invade it. Running her tongue around the tip, she tasted the salty fluid leaking from it into her eager mouth.
Her head held firmly by his hands, she relaxed her mouth, allowing him to slowly slide backwards and forwards inside her, the end of his cock sliding out from her lips, allowing her to tease the hole with the tip of her tongue, before pressing them open again, pushing deep into her.
He seemed to be timing his thrusts with the fingers buried in her pussy, pressing forward as they withdrew. She strained forward trying to speed up the fucking of his cock, to get the fingers fucking her faster but his hands holding her head prevented her.
Annoyed by her inability to force the pace, she concentrated on squeezing and tensing herself against his hand in her pussy, determined to get as much contact as possible … Wait! He was holding her head with both hands and yet his other hand was finger fucking her pussy! Three hands! She jerked her head back, his hard cock slipping from between her lips.
"What..." she gasped.
"Shhh, relax, everything’s OK," Gary answered
His voice did little to comfort her, coming as it did from the far side of the room!
"But… "
"Enjoy yourself, you know you want to do this."
She could almost hear the smile in his voice and yes, when she let herself think about it, she DID want to do this, the fingers in her pussy were doing a splendid job of distracting her and the cock pressing against her lips once more DID feel and taste fantastic!
Knowing Gary was watching over her and no harm would come to her, she opened her mouth again, mewing, allowing the strange cock to slip easily back between her lips, this time fucking her mouth faster, more urgently. The fingers inside her slowly slid out and she waited impatiently for them to be pushed inside her again but the object pressing against her was far too thick for any finger!
She felt the man shuffling forward, sliding her up his thighs, the weight of his body forcing the thick cock deeper inside her. Holding her waist, he began fucking her in earnest, his stomach slapping against her thighs with each thrust.
Matching the tempo, the cock in her mouth also sped up, no longer leaving her mouth, roughly fucking her as he pulled her head forward to meet each of his plunges.
Pushing back against the body between her legs, she felt her orgasm building, the delicious friction of his groin against her clit finishing off what his fingers had begun. She bucked and twisted against him, her screams muffled by the cock in her mouth.
She felt someone mouthing at her swollen breasts, nuzzling between them, licking along them. The mouth sucked a nipple in and she felt the teeth dragging along it, nipping, biting, before releasing it, lunging after it to pull it back into the warm sanctuary.
A hand reached for her other nipple, roughly twisting and squeezing it and she would have gasped if it wasn’t for the cock now fucking her mouth, all pretence of consideration gone as he used her for his pleasure, her mouth merely being somewhere for him to fuck for his enjoyment.
She felt the cock in her mouth swelling and pulsing, one last deep push into the back of her throat before she felt the hot, salty cum splashing against her tongue. He unloaded spurt after spurt into her weary mouth before sliding back, rubbing his still dribbling cock along her open lips and across her cheek.
Immediately, the mouth left her breasts, pressing against her mouth, his tongue forcing it’s way in, searching out the cum she had yet to swallow.
She had no time to react before the man between her legs grunted, pulled out and scooted up her body. She felt the first drops of his cum splashing onto her tits as he straddled her, the strands of it landing hot and moist between her breasts, over her breasts, on her neck.
She felt him climbing off and her body relaxed into the mattress. She felt a hand sliding along her arm, reaching for the cord holding her wrists, loosening them. As she lowered her aching arms to her sides, she felt hands releasing her legs then spreading them wide, another body replacing the last, the hard cock sliding into her soaking pussy, re-awakening her passion.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard a door opening then closing but most of her attention was fastened on the hard cock inside her. As the feeling returned to her arms, she raised one to remove the blindfold.
She blinked at the light, gazing into the lust filled eyes of Gary as he raised himself onto his hands and pounded into her in earnest. Wrapping her legs around him, she urged him on, pulling him forward with each thrust, rising up to meet him.
Glancing down, she slid her hands onto her chest, feeling the strangers cum sticky against her. Smiling into Gary’s eyes, she scooped a glob up with one finger and raised it to her lips. Smacking her lips, she licked the finger clean before collecting another fat blob from her nipple. She fed that to her waiting mouth as well, her other hand rubbing the remaining streams into her breasts.
Gary moaned and thrust one last time into her throbbing pussy, sending his cum deep inside her as she milked the last drops from him.
Casting her eye over it, she noted lengths fastened to each leg, pulled loosely into the centre like a giant ‘X’. Moving around to her, Gary reached one hand behind her head, pulling her gently towards him, he leant forward and whispered in her ear.
"Want to play?"
"Oh yes!" Grinning at him, she took a step back, her hands reaching for his shirt buttons as he brought his other hand out from behind his back.
"You’re not quite ready yet."
Looking up, she watched as he settled the blindfold over her eyes, fastening it behind her and checking for no gaps or slipping.
"Now can I continue?" she asked, reaching forward again, searching down his smooth, firm chest for the few remaining buttons.
She’d thought being deprived of her sight wouldn’t have affected her much as she’d been with Gary for a few months now and she knew every inch of his body. Still she had trouble with the last button. She reached a hand up to lift the edge of the blindfold but got it slapped away by Gary.
"No peeking,” he growled.
Slightly taken aback by his actions and tone, she reached out in front of herself, her outstretched fingers meeting his torso then trailing down to the remaining button, releasing it, then to his waistband, unfastening his button and lowering his zip.
Cautiously kneeling in front of him, she reached her hands into the sides of his trousers and slid them and his underwear to the floor. Kneeling upright again, she reached her hands forward towards him. She felt her hands roughly grabbed by Gary and held tight at his side.
"Don’t want to make it too easy for you, do we now?"
She froze, uncertain of what was expected of her, then felt her hands being pulled behind Gary’s back, causing her to lean forwards. As she bent towards him, she felt his erect cock bumping against her cheek. Quickly turning her face to the side, she hungrily sucked the head into her mouth, moaning around it as she ran her tongue under it.
Gary released her hands, reaching instead for her head, twining his fingers into her hair as she continued to gulp him into her mouth. Pulling her forward, he pressed his engorged cock further into her willing mouth, pulling back before sliding again into the velvet opening.
Amy reached her hands up to his groin, bracing herself against him as he pressed ever further forward into her. As Gary sped up, she felt his cock hitting the back of her throat, causing her to gag with each thrust.
She heard him moaning, felt him swelling and pressed back against him, wanting to taste his cum on her tongue but he roughly pulled her head forward, her strength no match for his. The head of his cock pressed hard against the back of her throat. As she gagged and choked, she felt him pulsing, his hot, salty cum down her throat.
After what seemed like hours but could only have been seconds, he withdrew, the last few drops dribbling onto her tongue and lips.
"Your turn now," he smiled, lifting her to her feet. Slightly shocked at his disregard for her, she stood. She felt his hands going to her shirt buttons, quickly unfastening them. Amy felt the cool breeze as her skin was exposed to the air, then Gary was sliding her shirt along her arms and off. His hands reached for the clasp of her bra, quickly releasing it, allowing her heavy breasts to fall free, the nipples hardening as the cool night air hit them.
She raised her hands to her breasts, squeezing and pressing the bare skin, still highly aroused from the recent cock sucking she’d done. She jumped as his mouth closed over one of her nipples, nipping sharply before disappearing as his hands moved to the waist of her skirt, unzipping it and sliding it to the ground along with her pants.
As she stepped out of her clothes, she was suddenly conscious of her nakedness as she wrapped her arms around herself.
She sensed him standing, then he gently pressed her backwards. She took a faltering step then felt the edge of the bed against her knees. As Gary continued pushing her, she stumbled back and sat heavily on the edge of the bed.
She felt Gary lifting her legs and swinging them to the side. Smiling, she shuffled over towards the middle of the bed as he came around it and reached for her hand, pulling it towards the corner of the bed.
Gary quickly fastened the rope around her wrist, her arm taut towards the corner. She felt him pulling her leg toward the bottom corner, then another length of the rope was wrapped around it. Gary moved around the bed and she felt her other limbs similarly restrained.
Tensing her muscles, she found she could barely move her arms, outstretched towards the two corners while her legs were fastened far apart, exposing her aching, wet pussy. She found she had some movement in her legs but she couldn’t close them, not that she had any desire to do so at the moment.
Straining, she discovered that the ropes were stronger than she’d thought, no way was she going to shift them. Gary had tied them tight as well, no amount of pulling or twisting gave any slack.
"OK, I’m all yours, now for gods sake fuck me." She panted towards where she thought Gary was.
"Oh don’t worry, I will, just a few other things I need to get sorted first." The voice wasn’t from where she’d expected and she realised that the thick carpet muffled most movements in the room.
Amy groaned in frustration as she heard the door opening and then closing again. She lay tense and expectant, waiting for Gary to return. After a few achingly long minutes, the door opened again and Gary returned to the room. He said nothing, but she sensed him moving around the room, very slight noises giving his position away.
"Come on Gary, I’ve been here for ages, you got what YOU wanted, now do something for ME!" she almost screamed.
She felt the bed shifting, then a mouth closed over her engorged nipple. The tongue lapping at her, exciting her more. She felt teeth gently nipping at her flesh, a hand cupping her breast, lifting it to a more convenient position, the mouth closing onto her again, sucking, feeding off her desire.
"Ah, thank you," she moaned.
His other hand moved to her hair, tilting her head back, his mouth leaving her breast, kissing along her throat, following the pulsing of her heart in her veins.
She felt the original hand releasing her breast and traveling down across her taut stomach, pausing at the first touch of her neatly trimmed hair then pressing onwards, deeper between her legs.
Arching upwards, she pressed herself against his hand, willing him to enter her, to release the tension that had been building. As if hearing her unvoiced pleas, one finger slowly traced the outline of her puffy lips, tantalizingly journeying down the moist slit then returning, pressing harder this time, opening her up. As he traced a path across her clit, she gasped and jerked, widening her legs, silently begging for more contact, to feel something, anything inside her.
Slowly returning, his fingertip pressed firmly against her opening. Maybe a quarter inch or so pushed into her but it was enough, she gasped as she was finally able to feel something penetrating her. It briefly paused before teasingly slipping out again, rubbing small circles around her throbbing clit, not making contact, not giving her the stimulation she craved.
Moaning, she twisted and turned, desperately trying to get the finger back inside her where she needed it. Feeling him smiling against her neck, she thrust her pelvis towards his hand again and this time he complied, a single finger slipping deliciously inside her, tip, knuckle, then second knuckle.
Clamping tight on it, she felt every ridge as it oh so slowly slid out again, not quite leaving her before returning to repeat the process.
"More," she moaned
He softly chuckled, amused at her obvious desire, but slid a second finger along the first to join in her violation, the ball of his thumb hitting against her clit with every deep stroke. She surrendered to his slow thrusting, pressing up to meet each of his pushes, frustrated by the slow pace.
His other hand joined the one on her head turning it towards where she imagined his torso to be. Feeling a firm, rubbery presence against her panting lips, she opened her mouth fully, allowing his cock to again invade it. Running her tongue around the tip, she tasted the salty fluid leaking from it into her eager mouth.
Her head held firmly by his hands, she relaxed her mouth, allowing him to slowly slide backwards and forwards inside her, the end of his cock sliding out from her lips, allowing her to tease the hole with the tip of her tongue, before pressing them open again, pushing deep into her.
He seemed to be timing his thrusts with the fingers buried in her pussy, pressing forward as they withdrew. She strained forward trying to speed up the fucking of his cock, to get the fingers fucking her faster but his hands holding her head prevented her.
Annoyed by her inability to force the pace, she concentrated on squeezing and tensing herself against his hand in her pussy, determined to get as much contact as possible … Wait! He was holding her head with both hands and yet his other hand was finger fucking her pussy! Three hands! She jerked her head back, his hard cock slipping from between her lips.
"What..." she gasped.
"Shhh, relax, everything’s OK," Gary answered
His voice did little to comfort her, coming as it did from the far side of the room!
"But… "
"Enjoy yourself, you know you want to do this."
She could almost hear the smile in his voice and yes, when she let herself think about it, she DID want to do this, the fingers in her pussy were doing a splendid job of distracting her and the cock pressing against her lips once more DID feel and taste fantastic!
Knowing Gary was watching over her and no harm would come to her, she opened her mouth again, mewing, allowing the strange cock to slip easily back between her lips, this time fucking her mouth faster, more urgently. The fingers inside her slowly slid out and she waited impatiently for them to be pushed inside her again but the object pressing against her was far too thick for any finger!
She felt the man shuffling forward, sliding her up his thighs, the weight of his body forcing the thick cock deeper inside her. Holding her waist, he began fucking her in earnest, his stomach slapping against her thighs with each thrust.
Matching the tempo, the cock in her mouth also sped up, no longer leaving her mouth, roughly fucking her as he pulled her head forward to meet each of his plunges.
Pushing back against the body between her legs, she felt her orgasm building, the delicious friction of his groin against her clit finishing off what his fingers had begun. She bucked and twisted against him, her screams muffled by the cock in her mouth.
She felt someone mouthing at her swollen breasts, nuzzling between them, licking along them. The mouth sucked a nipple in and she felt the teeth dragging along it, nipping, biting, before releasing it, lunging after it to pull it back into the warm sanctuary.
A hand reached for her other nipple, roughly twisting and squeezing it and she would have gasped if it wasn’t for the cock now fucking her mouth, all pretence of consideration gone as he used her for his pleasure, her mouth merely being somewhere for him to fuck for his enjoyment.
She felt the cock in her mouth swelling and pulsing, one last deep push into the back of her throat before she felt the hot, salty cum splashing against her tongue. He unloaded spurt after spurt into her weary mouth before sliding back, rubbing his still dribbling cock along her open lips and across her cheek.
Immediately, the mouth left her breasts, pressing against her mouth, his tongue forcing it’s way in, searching out the cum she had yet to swallow.
She had no time to react before the man between her legs grunted, pulled out and scooted up her body. She felt the first drops of his cum splashing onto her tits as he straddled her, the strands of it landing hot and moist between her breasts, over her breasts, on her neck.
She felt him climbing off and her body relaxed into the mattress. She felt a hand sliding along her arm, reaching for the cord holding her wrists, loosening them. As she lowered her aching arms to her sides, she felt hands releasing her legs then spreading them wide, another body replacing the last, the hard cock sliding into her soaking pussy, re-awakening her passion.
Somewhere in the back of her mind, she heard a door opening then closing but most of her attention was fastened on the hard cock inside her. As the feeling returned to her arms, she raised one to remove the blindfold.
She blinked at the light, gazing into the lust filled eyes of Gary as he raised himself onto his hands and pounded into her in earnest. Wrapping her legs around him, she urged him on, pulling him forward with each thrust, rising up to meet him.
Glancing down, she slid her hands onto her chest, feeling the strangers cum sticky against her. Smiling into Gary’s eyes, she scooped a glob up with one finger and raised it to her lips. Smacking her lips, she licked the finger clean before collecting another fat blob from her nipple. She fed that to her waiting mouth as well, her other hand rubbing the remaining streams into her breasts.
Gary moaned and thrust one last time into her throbbing pussy, sending his cum deep inside her as she milked the last drops from him.
