When we were seeing each other, I had told you about a fantasy of mine: to have my partner tied up and blindfolded as I teased them and played with them and built them up until they could not stand it. You had agreed this was a very sexy idea, but we never did it together. On the dinner we just had, you revealed something to me: over our time apart you had developed a very similar fantasy with one key twist. You wanted to be the one doing the teasing, and the man to be blindfolded.
This is how I got here, in your bedroom, lying in nothing but my boxers, my hands tied to the bedposts. I am blindfolded, and you have been in the bathroom for at least the past fifteen minutes, "getting ready". I know you're taking great pleasure in making me wait. I call your name every two minutes or so, and I can hear is your muffled giggling. I knew that when I agreed to this that you'd mess with me like this.
I think I hear the door open. I am greeted by the light brush of your breasts against my face. I immediately strain at the sheets tying my wrists to your bedposts, dying to touch you. Already I hate those fucking sheets.
You breathe softly and brush your beautiful, perky breasts against my face, knowing that I can only take it. I feel your glorious, erect nipple, and am only able to reach it with my lips for a quick second before you move it out of my reach. I must look very silly to you, blindly reaching to kiss your breasts. Your breathing begins to get heavier and you press your torso against mine and begin to kiss my neck, sending shivers down my spine, driving me crazy. All I want to do is get my hands all over you, your soft skin, which I can only savour through the contact of our chests. I kiss and bite your neck passionately as well, which you enjoy for a second before you tear yourself away from me, determined to not let me get anything I want yet. You sit, straddling me. You begin to slowly grind your pussy on my cock, semi-erect and already straining to bust out of my tight briefs. I can feel the warmth and wetness of your pussy through your underwear. I feel my cock straining, dying to sink inside of you.
You slowly grind yourself against my hardening cock. You bend down and coo in my ear, "I missed your big, strong cock inside of me."
I can't believe this. I had told you I secretly liked when girls called me big before, and you would always make fun of me for it. You really are pulling out all the stops to torture me. You must have no mercy.
"Please, fuck me." You whimper in my ear. "Please fuck me hard. Fuck me with your long... thick... big... hard cock." You take your time with each one of these words so they can fully work on me. I am breathing deep and fast. "Please fuck my little pussy. It's all yours. I want you so bad."
I swear right now you're evil.
I am literally trying to break these sheets now. I figure I'm strong enough. You see me and you laugh. You lean down and place a long, seductive kiss on my lips. The softness of your lips drives me wild. I strain harder at the sheets restraining me.
I feel your hips leave mine, and soon I feel your bare pussy against my face. I know I have no choice here.
I place a gentle kiss on your pussy, which feels as soft and smells as intoxicating as ever. My kiss makes you let out a light coo.
I give your delicate pussy one slow, precise lick, from the bottom to the top. You let out a yelp. I begin to softly lick your clit, starting out very slow. "Yes," you softly moan, "yes, right there." I keep going slow, and you egin to whimper regularly and breathe very deeply and heavily. Soon you are losing control. You start screaming and your push my face into your pussy, grinding it up against my face. I start to lick your clit very fast, flicking it with the tip of my tongue. The way you're breathing and screaming, I know what's about to happen next. You begin to let out your last few screams before you squirt, letting out a satisfied yell each time your pussy gushes in my face. You sit back for a second, and I can feel you thighs trembling.
"Well done" you say after you let out a breath, "I guess you've earned this."
I feel you pull down my briefs, my half-erect cock springing for freedom from my briefs. I feel your delictate, soft, lovely hand slowly work the length of my shaft, my cock rapidly growing in your hand. Then I feel you tongue gently lick my cock from the bottom of my shaft to the tip, before I feel my cock consumed in the glorious, warm wetness of your mouth.
This hasn't even begun, and this might be the best night ever.
TO BE CONTINUED