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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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You walk down the stairs with a mixture of a sense of trepidation and a feeling of arousal. You are alone in the house and naked. You are already so wet with anticipation that your juices are starting to flow out of your pussy making your thighs sticky which you notice with every step you make as you approach the front door.
Your nipples are already fully erect and you are already aware of the tingling in your clit. There is still some uncertainty in your mind about the evenings events but your body is not listening as every one of your erogenous zones screams bring it on !!
As instructed you open the front door and leave it slightly ajar - not immediately noticeable but offering instant access to anyone who approaches. Your breathing accelerates alarmingly. "Oh my fucking God" you think "am I really going to fucking do this" and for a second you hesitate and you have to stop yourself from pushing the door back into place.
A couple of deep breaths and you reassure yourself this is OK. He is already out there watching. No one else will be coming to the door - he will be able to make sure of that.
You regain control and open the door for the briefest moment so that he will see you naked and wanton and then push it back so that it is once again just slightly open.
You turn and retrace your steps to the bedroom. How has he got inside your head to the extent that you are doing this you wonder ? As instructed you lie on the bed .... on your back ... naked ..... and you pull the blindfold
over your eyes in the knowledge that it will not be removed until the evenings events are over. An evening of sensory deprivation and overload awaits. You will not see anything and not a word is to be spoken ....... those are the rules.
You lie there waiting ..... your mouth has gone dry but your fanny is gloriously wet - you are almost writhing in anticipation as you long to feel his touch on your skin, your tits and clit scream for attention, your cunt aches to be filled with his cock. You let out an involuntary moan but stop yourself, sound is your most important sense now and you mustn't make any noise that prevents you hearing any sound downstairs.
Every second is torture and yet every second adds to your anticipation and desire and the intensity of the sexual experience you are about to go through. "Hurry up you bastard !!" you are thinking when your hear the door gently close shut downstairs. There's a pause as he removes his shoes and then the gentle padding of his feet as walks across the hall and up the stairs.
He stops outside the bedroom door, you want to cry, your body is just aching for him to come in stick that massive cock straight up you. Your pussy is so wet you don't give a toss about foreplay. "Just get in here and fuck me so that I can come and release this tension" but telepathy doesn't work in this instance.
He enters the room and she is lying there exactly as he expected her to be. As he takes in the scene in front of him his cock quickly becomes hard until it bobs lewdly in front of him. She is actually twitching in anticipation in front of him. She looks so gorgeous. Those beautiful tits, so full and those nipples, he'd always loved big erect nipples, aesthetically pleasing but also the obvious display of sexual excitement. He lightly brushes his finger tip over one and her back arches as she offers herself to be properly groped and fondled - but he can resist - for now. He moves to the end of the bed where her legs are already splayed wide so that he can see her cunt (he loves the explicitness of that word) splayed wide .... even in the half-light he can see it glistening with her wetness. He longs to taste it but that can wait. He moves to the head of the bed and brings her hands above her head and deftly ties them to the bedrail. He can see her look of confusion which just adds to his enjoyment of the situation. Now for the bit he loves - to tease her into a state of frenzied anticipation - he gets his kicks making her have the biggest orgasm she's ever known. Not that she knows that. He begins his exploration of her body his fingers lightly brushing over her legs, her thighs, ribs, the inside of her arms until he can see her craving a firm touch and finally he relents and cups her tits roughly and for the first time she feels his tongue as his teeth grip her nipple and his tongue flicks roughly over the tip. He keeps this up until her breathing gets so heavy he thought she would come. So he stopped. Now he got on the bed and positioned himself over her with his knees jammed into the armpits. He held his cock - god he was turned on - it was leaking and he pushed it to her lips and wiped it over them - he admired his handiwork - better than lipgloss he thought. Then he slapped his dick across her cheeks until she got the message and parted her lips wide.
Slowly he feeds his dick into her mouth ... he groans, god she is good, she obviously loves sucking cock.
"What the fuck" you think - you can't say anything because you have a mouthful of cock and it is a frigging monster - you love big cocks especially buried deep in your pussy - but this is not the cock you expected to be sucking on. Actually forget sucking on it, you are virtually choking on it. What's going on. You hadn't minded your hands being tied but it wasn't what the two of you had agreed. Slapping your face with his cock that wasn't what you'd expected. But you are still getting to know each other so you'd put it down to that. You had been reassured when his cock brushed your lips - he smelt good as he always did - but because he'd showered there was no distinctive smell for you to reassure yourself it was him. But the size of his dick .. he's making your jaw ache. What have you got yourself into ? Your mind races, it couldn't be anyone else you reassure yourself, but you can't do anything about the situation so time to calm down ...... after all you
know his cock grows prodigiously when he is truly aroused, perhaps he is more turned on than ever. You like that thought. You are his ultimate turn on - his kindred spirit.
It is then that he pulls his cock from her mouth ....he licks his way down her body until he is kneeling between her legs and then he looks at that glorious cunt and with one hand on the inside of each thigh, he places each thumb along the length of it, with the tips squeezing inwards to stimulate her clit further.
My god it is him. You know it the moment he does that thing with his thumbs. Your thing !! With that the room begins to spin, lights shine behind the mask, and you come like never before while his tongue flicks your clit mercilessly. Before you can recover he pulls away and eases your pussy lips apart with his fingers and you thrust yourself at his cock trying to get it as deep into you as physically possible. His pubic bone grinds against your clit and you are lost. You don't know how many times you come but the bed is soaked for sure. You are a panting, twitching, sticky mess and you love it. He is as good as he'd promised to be !!
The he withdraws. He rubs the head of that enormous prick against your bum hole - the doubts come flooding back. He knows that's not my thing, you think, - oh my god who is this ?
He teases her arsehole with his cock but she isn't responding - his thing is about controlling sexual responses - making her come in a way she has never come before. If she hasn't already squirted, the she has the wettest fanny he's ever fucked. He pulls back and rams his cock deep into her cunt again and it slips straight in. A couple of thrusts and he is on the verge of cumming again. He stops and regathers his composure and the urge to cum eases in his cock
She knows what to do now. Just as he is regaining his composure she squeezes his cock hard with her pussy. Her grip is inescapable and she twitches her pussy round his cock. She smiles to herself. She is in control now. She feels him go rigid, his cock twitching and spurting inside her and she smiles with satisfaction as he cums deep inside her.
He pulls out .... releases her hands from their binding, kisses her once on the lips and he is gone. The perfect scenario. She drifts in and out of a light post-coital haze. She comes to as the familiar Kik tone sounds on her phone. Has that all really just happened or has she been dreaming. But the Kik tone reassures her - it will be him checking she is OK - he really is so lovely
The message reads "Hi sorry I'm late you must have given up on me and locked the door. I'm still up for it if you are. Just open the door and I'll come in after a couple of minutes". Wow, it has all been a dream. A pretty magnificent dream she thinks, until she stands up to go and unlock the door, and the cum started to flow out of her pussy and down the inside of her thigh ....... |
