How the heck had I let myself get into this situation? Here I was, lying on my back on the bed, my legs and hands stretched out to the four corners, firmly tied to them, and a very dark blindfold over my eyes.
Who was I kidding? I knew the answer. As part of our fantasy play, I had originally tied you to the bed, then gently teased you, made love to you as you waited, never knowing what I was going to do next. As you had indicated, turnabout was fair play, though I knew in my heart I would never be as comfortable with it as you were. Still, I had said it could happen, and trusted you, so here I was.
You had clearly been enjoying yourself as you tied me to the bed, humming softly as you did. Once tied and firmly blindfolded, you had taken lots of time to pleasure me. And pleasure me you did, stroking me gently, kissing me from top to toe (and toe to top, for that matter), massaging me with a lovely scented massage oil, running your boobs over my body, draping them into my mouth where I could lick and suck. Then you had enjoyed my cock and balls, kissing, licking then sucking into my mouth. I could feel your head bobbing on me, your mouth drawing me in. It was heavenly!
Each time, as I came close to cumming, you stopped, withdrew, left me to cool down, then returned to continue the tantalizing torture.
I felt you climb back on the bed, then straddle my head, and lower yourself onto my face. I loved the scent, the taste of your cunt as my tongue reached out to lick and probe. I felt you grind your cunt against my waiting mouth.
Then you leaned forward, took hold of my cock, draped your boobs down on me, and began to kiss, lick, suck my cock into your mouth.
You kept that up for a while, bringing me close to cumming, then stopping, playing with my balls, and beginning again.
Then I felt you stop, rise up. I could feel your one hand remain on my cock, keeping it erect between your fingers.
Suddenly, another motion. Another person was climbing on to the bed! I panicked! What? Who? I tried to remember that I trusted you completely. I don't know if I was successful or not. I likely wasn't.
Legs settled on either side of my hips, and I felt a hot, wet cunt slide down onto my cock. Oh God! I was suddenly sucking and fucking simultaneously, the cunt riding my cock up and down, up and down, pounding down on me, grinding onto my pubic bone, riding me hard. I moaned. My arms and legs still bound, I could only raise my hips and head.
My mind was in a whirl. Who was this second woman? Did I know her? Who was fucking my face and who my cock? I had thought it was you on my face, but I couldn't imagine you allowing someone else to actually fuck me while you looked on. So had another woman begun on my face, draped her boobs down on me, sucked my cock while you watched? Had you then climbed on, mounted me, and begun to fuck me with wild abandon? I didn't have a clue. All I knew was that I was being thoroughly and completely fucked in a way I could never have thought would actually happen. Fantasy, yes, but reality?
I wanted desperately to be free of the bindings, to hold hips, to reach up to grab and squeeze tits, twist, tug. Were the two of you focused on fucking me? Or were you at the same time exploring each other, pleasuring and taking pleasure in each other? My face flooded with pussy juice, my blindfolded eyes pressed against arse, I could see nothing, only feel. And that gave nothing away.
Then I erupted, exploding into that hot wet cunt enveloping my cock. My back arched. I thrust upward, emptying myself. I could feel my cock being sucked, hard, drained of every drop.
At the same time, I felt the body on my face suddenly shake, cuming, cumming, cumming. My face was flooded with pussy juice, sweet, liquid lust. Lower down I felt that body, too, explode, grinding, riding my cock hard as she came. I heard moans and groans as orgasmic pleasure overtook all of us.
Then I felt both bodies stop, fall to the side, exhausted. There was movement, then hands undid the cloths that bound me, then my blindfold. I could now see both you and the other, attractive dark-haired woman with full, firm boobs, though I didn't recognize her. She remained a complete mystery to me. Nor could I tell, from your positions, who had been on me where.
I lay there, drained not only of cum but of all energy. I couldn't move, could only lie there and rest.
You were both exhausted too, but somehow energized.
I wanted to reach out to you both, to stroke your bodies, cup your boobs (all four of them!), revel in the feel of your skin. But she had other plans.
