Blindfolded Lover

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The anticipation and excitement was building. I had never had a real life encounter with a woman from a website before. You were so beautiful that I was willing to take a chance. I felt nervous and extremely aroused all at the same time. Over the course of sharing fantasies with each other, you had shared a particular fantasy that aroused you more than the others. Now, I was going to do my best to make it the hottest experience you ever had. Just thinking about carrying the plan out had me very hard. Just as you had described, I got us a room in a nice hotel overlooking the downtown skyline. As was my nature, I showed up early and began to set the mood. I put on your favorite music, turned down the lights and sheets, and poured you a glass of your favorite wine. Then I took off my clothes, except my boxers and put on a blindfold as you instructed.I lay there in total darkness, slowly rubbing my cock, savoring the mystery, and wondering what kind of lover you might be. I wondered if you would even resemble the pictures you had sent. Then, as if on cue , I heard a card in the door. Suddenly, my mind raced with the possibility that this could have a much different ending. I had heard of meetings like this going wrong very quickly. Might she be a sadist with a very different motive than mine, I wondered? What if she brought someone with her and here I lay nearly naked, and blindfolded? What if robbery or something even more devious was their agenda? Trepidation and arousal were fighting to control my thoughts. I heard you walk in, and the door close and you lock it. The chain in the lock made the same familiar sound as it scraped into place. My heart pounded, listening for any clues as to whether or not you came alone. I studied the silent darkness as intently as I did the obvious. Clack clack clack was all I could discern of your slow calculated walk across the floor. The sounds of high heels clicking the marble floor as you came towards the bed. Your perfume filled the room with an intoxicating seductive aroma. My senses were in overload. My desires told me to relax and enjoy the moment, but my instincts were on high alert, ready for any unexpected turn of events. ‘Oh my, what do we have here?’ you softly cooed. My mind wondered if she was asking someone else the question, or talking out loud to herself. ‘My favorite wine, a beautiful view of downtown, and a man in my bed. What more could a sex starved woman need? Hmmm?’ you sighed. The sound of your heels Escort bodrum being kicked off told me I would now be at a disadvantage of knowing where you were in the room. But you soon gave away your location with the familiar sounds of snaps and zippers being undone. You walked around the bed as you undressed, giving me instructions for the evening, and complimenting me on the wine selection. ‘First of all lover,’ you started, ‘I am in control. The fact you have followed instructions so far, tells me you already sensed who would be in control of the evening. You are not to lay a hand on me unless I give you permission to do so. Understood?’ As I started to respond, you placed your gloved hand over my mouth. ‘Shhhhhhhhhsh. I will tell you if I want you to talk, too. Nod your head if you agree. You are free to moan, sigh and make other noises, but no talking at all, unless I give you permission,’ you instructed. I nodded my head that I was willing. At least for now, this bit of role playing was arousing. You squeezed my cheeks together, puckering my lips between your fingers and thumb, as you wiggled my face sideways. Then you removed the long leather gloves and slapped them in the palm of your hand a few times as you talked. ‘That’s a good boy,’ you said with a couple of gentle slaps to my face with the gloves. ‘I was hoping you would see it my way, and go along with my simple demands.’ Then you lightly brushed your fingertips across the length of my cock. ‘It would have been a crime to waste that beautiful erection you are hiding inside those shorts of yours.’ Then you leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I felt your hot breath on my ear, and inhaled the mix of your perfume and the wine on your breath. As you firmly gripped my neck, the flicker of your tongue darting in and out of my ear, and the gentle nibbling on my lobe, sent goosebumps all over my body. You had the most sensuous touch. Your fingertips seemed to lead the way for your lips and tongue. From my ear, to my neck, then my chest, your caresses, nibbles and kisses were magical. From the sounds you were making, it was as if you were going to kiss your way to an orgasm. You cooed and sighed heavily as your fingers combed and gently raked my chest hair. For a few minutes, you became fixated with licking and sucking my nipples. Your hair teased my skin as you swayed your head back and forth over me. You brushed your hair back and forth slowly, from my chest Escort Kuşadası to my thighs. It tickled and aroused me at the same time. Reminding me of my promise not to touch you, you straddled me, careful to only make contact with the outsides of my thighs. You brushed your hair back and forth over my chest, all but using it as a weapon. Then you leaned forward and sucked my nipples, gently nibbling on them again, before kissing up my neck. You took my face in both hands and kissed my lips… long, deep, sensuous, lingering kisses… your tongue darting in and out of my mouth as we kissed. You kissed my face and forehead as your nails gently raked my scalp. Loud moans escaped your lips and you uttered words I couldn’t quite make out. This prolonged foreplay was driving us both into a writhing frenzy. I could feel the heat of your inner thighs on each side of me… moving back and forth as you kissed me. Then you moved up on me, instructing me to kiss your neck and shoulders. I was completely consumed by this intoxicating moment. ‘Run your hands across my body lover,’ you said, ‘Feel the goosebumps you gave me. Caress everyone of them. I want to feel your strong hands all over me. Feel how hard my nipples are. Touch my wetness.’ As I explored the hot spots on your body, you placed one of your tits at my mouth and I sucked your hard nipple in to my mouth. I nibbled and sucked it making it even harder as you moaned loudly. ‘Suck each of my nipples, fucker. My nipples are hypersensitive and I love having them played with,’ you begged. I eagerly obliged; squeezing them hard and licking and sucking those beautiful masterpieces.’It’s time, lover boy,’ you said as you began slowly crawling up my body. ‘My pussy is on fire and you are going to suck and fuck me until I can’t cum again.’ As you moved up my body, I knew where you were headed and it only made my cock throb harder. I felt one knee then the other on each side of my face. The fragrance of your sweet musk filled my nostrils. You squirmed and gyrated as you kept your pussy just an inch or two from my face. Teasing both of us only incited our passion. You were now so wet I could feel you dripping on my chest and neck as you slid upwards. I turned my head and kissed and nibbled each wide stretched thigh, then licked the delicate areas between your swollen pussy lips and your upper most thighs. Licking the outer most edges of your lips made you shudder and moan. bodrum escort I could feel you quivering at my nibbles and licks. Look who is in control now, I said to myself. All of your attention and focus was concentrated on that tight little honey hole. SMACK! I swatted your ass cheek hard, catching you completely by surprise.’WHAT THE FUCK? YOU BASTARD!’ you yelled as you sat up on your knees. You retreated down my body, stopping when you were sitting on my stomach. All the time calling me names and cursing at me. Then you slapped my face a time or two with each flailing hand as you yelled. Instinctively and blindly, I raised both arms to block your assault. Then I grabbed both your forearms and you struggled to get free. ‘Let me go you mother fucker! I am in control, not you! This fucking party is now over,’ you threatened. I yanked the mask off as I sat up and yelled back, ‘It’s fucking over when I say it’s fucking over. We sat there for a few moments, senses on high alert, breathing heavily, enraged with passion, staring at each other. Our eyes searched each other’s, still filled with pent up passion, surprise and a bit of rage. We studied each other’s faces. You were older than you had let on. Still gorgeous and in possession of a killer hot body, but older none the less. I reached for you and you slapped my hand away. ‘Keep your fucking hands off of me unless I tell you differently!’ you demanded. ‘Really?’ I answered as I reached out again, only to have you slap at my hand again. ‘Really, mother fucker!’ you said, shoving me onto my back with both hands as you leaned up on your knees, in a demonstration of authority. ‘Really? You fucking asshole. You think you can man handle me as you please? You better think again, you sorry bastard!’ You raised your hand to slap me again and I caught your wrist in mid swing. With the other hand I grabbed a handful of your hair and pulled you on top of me. Holding you so tightly you could barely move. You wiggled and feigned a struggle as you writhed on top of me. ‘Listen, you fucking slut. If you want to play rough, I will give it to you rough,’ I said as I released my grip on your wrist. ‘Slut? You called me a slut?’ you screamed as you sat up, still on top of me. You leaned forward on me, one hand squarely in the middle of my chest, pinning me down as you wagged your finger in my face. ‘SLUT? I’ll fucking show you a fucking slut! With lightning speed, you reached behind you, grabbing me by the balls. Your move was so swift and unexpected, it was useless for me to try and resist. You held all the cards now. The blood retreated from my once proud very hard cock, leaving me totally limp. ‘Soooooo, asshole, who is in control now?’ you smirked as you tightened your grip around my family jewels.

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