I have a fondness to being blindfolded and sometimes tied to the bed. I love the surrender and unknowing. It feels exciting to not know what is going to happen and that is a rare escape to my control.
So back to the fantasy...I imagine being blindfolded and tied up to my bed with my lover in the room. I hear him moving around but he hasn't touch me yet. He takes a quick phone call and leaves the room and I wait and wonder. My body feels alive with possibility and my sex betrays my anticipation with a sticky wetness that is almost embarrassing.
I hear his footstep outside the bedroom door and my heart beat quickens. I wonder why he makes me wait but I already know the answer. He makes me wait because it heightens the experience for me. He wants my body begging, my legs to fall open with hunger and my mind to be on overdrive.
I realize that there are 2 sets of footsteps and my confusion sets in. He isn't a jealous man, in fact just the opposite but he does understand my boundaries. I hear him close to the bed and I feel his breath on my neck as he talks closely into my ear.
"I've invited a friend over" he says. "His birthday is tomorrow and I wanted to give him something special and unique this year. I told him that he could photograph you and touch you but that he couldn't have sex with you. He is interested in your smell and taste and maybe I'll give him your soaking panties and a souvenir".
I start to protest but he quiets me immediately. He says, "you will not know which of my friends this is and he has promised extreme discretion". My curious mind races trying to figure out if I could stalk each of his friends on Facebook to find out but I feel my lovers hands on my inner thighs as he forces my legs open.
I hear a moan from the stranger. I strain to listen carefully for a clue but it wasn't enough to go on. I hear some rustling around, maybe furniture moving and then I feel the warmth of a light across my body. More rustling and then I hear the familiar sound of a shutter and the snap of a flash.
My lover again is at my ear and he tells me that I have to try and stay still and quiet no matter what happens. If I'm a good girl I will get rewarded with a number of lovely orgasms. I want to be a good girl, and I so desperately want to orgasm, I already need to orgasm.
I chose to wear my Cosa Bella thong and matching bra which are a see through mesh and I'm wondering what kind of mess I've already made of myself. I can feel my lips swell and my wetness move to the fabric between my legs and it makes me feel shy. My lover is used to my body, anticipates my wetness with eagerness but this stranger may not appreciate it in the same way. I start to close my legs and I feel rough hands force my knees apart. My lover reprimands me with a light and humorous tone but I know he is serious.
I feel the bed give way between my legs and the shutter starts again. My lover starts to purr into my ear that the stranger is very excited at the chance to photograph this kind of desire. He is going to take a good deal of photos of this encounter so he can use them later in private, or maybe share with other men. His friend will be taking photos of anything and everything except my face so that I can maintain anonymity. As he says this, I feel my thong moved to the side pushing my outer lips and the cool air tickling my exposed sex.
My sex responds instantly and clenches and then relaxes as my lover starts to stroke my skin. My body gives in before my mind and I feel the flush across my chest. "That's it" my lover whispers into my ear. "Let him have you. Let him take your beauty and filth."
My legs are untied and my knees pushed up and opened. The thong slides back into place and for a brief moment I regain composure. Just then I feel the warm breath between legs and I hear a long deep breath in as the Stranger smells my pussy. I hear a moan and only one word, "delicious". I feel two hand push my legs farther apart and hold me there as the camera snaps again. I know my wetness is epic at this point but my embarrassment falls away. I am starting to be raw sex and enjoyment.
I can feel my lovers hands stroking my inner thighs, coaxing them open more and my sex is unfolding under the fabric. The blood rushing to my labia feels divine. I feel fingers on my mound and they start to stroke. The sensation is amazing and I feel my first orgasm beginning to build. There is whispering and my lover exclaims, "yes, she is getting close" and chuckles. The stranger stops and the shutter goes again.
My lover takes my legs and pushes my knees to my chest so that my ass pouts and again the thong is moved to the side. A long, hmmmm, escapes the Strangers lips and the shutter goes again. My lover says, "enough of this thong". He puts my legs down on the bed and slowly pulls it off while the Stranger snaps away.
I am instructed to open my legs wide and my lover sounds proud as he invites his friend to move closer and touch my parted pussy. The anticipation is electric for me and my body quivers a little. A strange man is now parting my lips open and stroking my heated wet flesh and it's incredible. I hear the camera shutter going again and I know it's my lover this time. He wants to document my desire, my sticky lust and keep it for when he wants to show me off.
The Stranger is patient, unnervingly patient as he strokes my lips. I can feel my tiny clit straining and hardening for attention but he waits. He stretches my lips wide, exposing the little bud and my lover shoots more photos. They joke about my need and tease me both. Two sets of hands now caress my aching flesh but neither touch my clit. I know when they do I will explode.
I feel fingers now trace around the opening of my pussy while the other continue to stroke. The incredible sensations that flood my pelvis are more then I can take and I raise up my hips to beg for penetration. The Stranger obliges and pushes in two of his fingers slightly and he massages the opening. He says, "Yes, that's it, open for me." Automatically my legs spread wider and I try to move into his fingers.
He stops and I hear him taste his fingers. It is like he is eating a luscious dessert. He dips them in again and tastes repeatedly. In my mind I'm screaming at him to finger me for release but he doesn't. He starts to shoot again and I feel my lover's mouth on the full of my breast. He pulls down the cup to my bra and takes my nipple into his mouth roughly. Instantly my nipple hardens and he bites down just a little instead of sucking. I moan...
I can't help it now. My need is overtaking my senses and I just want to orgasm so bad. I feel my lover reach under and unhook my bra and the shutter goes off again. Pinching and stroking my nipples until they are on fire with need and my legs spread open I can't tell who is touching me now. The hands are just all over my breasts, kneading, pinching and stroking. My hips buck and I squeeze my legs together for release and I am quickly reprimanded. "Leave them open so we can see you weep from your sex" my lover says and I open them immediately. I have to be good because I have to cum, it is all I can think about.
I then feel a mouth on each breast sucking, and biting soft and then hard. The difference between the two mouths is difficult to detect because of my blinding need. I feel hands now move across my inner thighs and pull open my sex from each side. Both seem careful not to make direct contact with my mound or lips, just teasing touches.
A soft, "please" escapes my lips and they both stop. My lover whisper, "you have been a good girl" into my ear and I feel a mouth clamp down on my pussy. I push back and start to move my hips when two hands push me to a stop and the mouth leaves. They aren't men to me anymore, just hands and mouths. I hear the shutter again and a groan and I wait.
The Stranger starts to rub my need and I am wild inside with desire. I feel his breath and the sound of the shutter and I can't contain myself any longer. His lips find my clit and suck hard and I cum for the first time...
Photo by Fairy
omfg....i'm so hard after reading this.....nice fantasy...or is it a wish list?
ReplyDeletemmmmm (nunyabiznas)
A fantasy is something that is in your imagination...a wish list is something you hope materializes...I don't know if I'm brave enough for a wish list!
DeleteMmmmm.... what a fantastic read ... love your writing talent... and I wish we would have a chance to take some more photos together!
ReplyDeleteA wish list.... I thought about something like that, putting things together I would like to try before I'm getting old ;-)
Maybe I'll have to post a wish list...the mind will go into overdrive Fairy!
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