0 comments/ 13451 views/ 1 favorites Bound and Blinded By: sasha_bear_69 It was about midnight on a warm Ellensburg night. Perrin and Liana were laying on his bed watching a movie, wrapped up in each other and his blankets. Being somewhat of an exhibitionist, Liana hardly ever wore clothing while in Perrin's room. Her warm double D breasts were enveloped in Perrin's warm hands as he held her from behind during the movie. Liana slowly slid her hand down from where it had been on Perrin's hand behind her and onto his hip. After sliding her hand into his shorts and finding his growing member, she softly took his balls into her hand, massaging them and rubbing them. Knowing that she was turning him on, Liana got turned on, her nipples began to harden. Perrin, as if acting out of habit started playing with her nipples, twisting them and pinching them softly but hard enough that a moan escaped her lips. Liana turned over and Perrin lay on his back. She began kissing all over his body, going from his ears down to the waistband of his shorts. She saw the growing bulge in his shorts and innocently asked, "Oh my, is that for me?" Perrin slyly replied "Oh yeah baby it's all yours." "How do you want it baby?" she giggled knowing that it didn't matter because he would say 'whatever you want' like he did every time before. But this time he surprised her. "Do you want to use the blindfold?" he asked knowing that she had wanted to use it on him for so long. She shyly replied "really, you want to use it?" "Of course. Who gets to be blindfolded first?" he asked "ME!" she replied anxiously. Liana had been waiting for this for months. She had suggested it to him before but he had never really been interested in using the blindfold. She grabbed her bandana off of the desk and laid down on the bed. He tied it around her head, making sure she couldn't see. She squealed and wiggled in anticipation. "You can't use your hands either." he said to her mischievously as he handcuffed her. Liana was so excited. This was her first time being blindfolded and Perrin knew exactly how to touch her to drive her wild. She lay there on the bed waiting for his first touch, off on the other side of the room she heard what sounded like clothes rustling. He's getting naked she thought to herself as she pictured his perfect body. He was just the way she liked her men, strong and muscular, but with a little chub on the mid section. She felt the bed move as he got on what seemed like was a little below her knees. Soon she felt soft gentle kisses going from her toes up her leg and to her mid thigh. Then there was a chilling stroke of the hand up the middle of her abdomen. She felt the bed move once more as he adjusted his position above her. Before long she felt those familiar soft lips slightly grazing hers, teasing her. He teased her for what seemed like an eternity then finally pressed his lips to hers hard, parting her lips with his warm tongue, kissing her deeply. Not being able to see him or put her hands upon him was driving her insane. She wanted to pull his body closer to hers, feel his warm skin. He abruptly pulled away from her and she grunted in protest. Liana felt Perrin's body moving up and he was straddling her chest, his throbbing cock pressed in between her breasts. Then she felt his member teasing her lips. She stuck out her tongue to meet him and expertly licked and nibbled along his member, the way she knew he liked it. She then took him into her mouth and started sucking. She then relaxed her mouth and opened it enough to where he could start pumping in and out, fucking her mouth. He pulled out and slid back down her body. She then felt his fingers move towards her pussy, tickling her pubic hairs as he went. She knew what he would find down there. Her pussy was always instantly wet whenever he touched her. He slid a finger inside of her, making her gasp in ecstasy. He knew exactly how to please her this way and could get her to cum easily if he wanted to. Perrin began pumping his finger in and out fast and hard, slid a second one in and played with her clit with his free hand. Liana was in such bliss, she had never felt this kind of pleasure before. The way Perrin was pounding her and the added mystery of the blindfold was more than she could take. She gasped out between moans "I'm gettin' close baby." Then as fast as he had started, he stopped. She cried out "NO!! Don't stop, what the hell are you doing?" "I don't want you to get too far too soon." he said playfully. She felt him get up off the bed and after a few moments she pulled her legs up in a comfortable way. Soon she heard music coming from his computer. Then she felt the soft caress of his hand going from her neck up to her ear, tracing it ever so gently. The bed moved again as he got on top of her. He then shoved his thick cock deep inside her thrusting hard. Liana screamed in absolute ecstasy as Perrin tore through her, making her cum with in minutes. After he had stopped, she was gasping for breath, in the most absolute bliss. After regaining her breath, she got up tore the blindfold off of her face and threw her cuffed hands over Perrin's head, kissing him deeply and passionately. She then pushed him onto the bed and said, "Now it's your turn." This experience was as new to Perrin as it was to Liana. Having the blindfold around his eyes, cuffs on his hands, and being on his back completely naked, he felt the most vulnerable he had ever felt in his life. He was nervous and excited all at the same time. He felt her soft warm finger tips tracing around the muscles of his arms down into his armpit, sending chills down his spine, covering his body with goose bumps. Watching him lay there completely naked, dick straight in the air made Liana giggle to herself. He was so innocent looking like this but she knew better. She then began to trail her tongue down his side, then to his hips up his stomach then to the base of his member. Softly trailing her tongue up one side and her fingers down the other, gave Perrin a new kind of chill making him moan in pleasure. He was trying to anticipate her next move, getting excited by the mystery of it all. Sensing what he really wanted her to do, Liana took his balls into her mouth, sucking on them and playing with them. She then got above Perrin in just the right position and engulfed his thick cock in its entirety. Slowly coming back up and then diving right back down, sucking simultaneously and playing with his balls in her free hand. She then began to suck harder and faster, making his cock harder and harder until it was a rock. Perrin began to breathe harder showing that he was getting close to a climax and she stopped. He lifted up his head and said, "Baby don't stop, please I'm so close." But she wouldn't continue. For a minute it seemed that she had left completely, no sound or movement came from where she had been. Suddenly he felt her soft moist lips caressing his ear, nibbling on it. Her lips then moved to his neck and his collar bone, then up to his lips. She paused right above his mouth a mere half inch away. She flicked his lips with her tongue, teasing him. Gently gliding her lips on his, giving soft little kisses. He began to feel frustrated because he wanted to kiss her. Then she took her nipple and slowly caressed his lips. He grabbed for her sweet hard nipple with his mouth but missed. She pulled it away before he could suck on it. Again she placed her nipple on his lips letting him lick and suck on it like he loved to do. She then quickly pulled away leaving him wanting more. His frustration grew as he wanted to pull her into him, suck on her nipples and grab her sweet luscious ass. She then began to kiss him hard and passionately. Unexpectedly he felt her hot wet pussy sliding onto the head of his hard cock. She teased him putting him in and then pulling him out. Liana then slid his cock all the way into her, going deep. She sighed in delight. She loved the way he fit into her perfectly. She leaned over and whispered into his ear, "I'm gunna fuck you silly." She then began to rock her hips hard and fast making him go deep into her. Her fingers began to dig into his chest; it was the way that he liked it. She bounced up and down on his cock making her double d's bounce along with her. Perrin couldn't stand it anymore he had to see her. He ripped the blindfold off and smiled, he loved watching her big tits bounce when she was on top. She began to fuck him harder bringing him close. He told her he was about to cum and she hopped off and began sucking his cock tasting both of their juices. He came so hard and so much that she had to swallow twice and there was cum dripping from the side of her mouth. She un-cuffed him and he grabbed her pressing his lips to hers hard and passionate. He felt utterly spent and quite content. They snuggled back into the bed smiles on their faces. Perrin wrapped his arms around her holding her tight to him, his cock still hard. He leaned in and gently whispered into her ear, "I love it when you fuck me like that." Liana giggled and nestled into his body and fell into a deep, blissful sleep. Bound and Blindfolded I walk into the bedroom. My husband is waiting. He stands, so still, watching for me. He is nude. He touches his lips with his forefinger. Silence. I stand at the door, my hands by my side. I tremble. After all this time, he still surprises me. I am frightened, a little. He won't harm me, but the newness of this stimulates me. He reaches into a pile of things on the bed and pulls out a scarf. I watch as he walks over to me, ties it around my face. He hasn't touched me, yet. I shiver. He notices. I feel his finger reach up, touch my ear. He strokes it, gently, then caresses my hair. I am comforted, but still don't feel safe. He touches my cheek, then unbuttons my blouse, slowly but deliberately. There is a pause when it falls open. He admires my breasts, the new pink bra, the lace that you can almost see through, I imagine his arousal. No kisses, yet, he pulls the blouse away. I feel his fingers stroke down my back, from the bra strap to the panties which show above my shorts. I tremble, again, do not move, aching to hear his voice, reassuring me. Wanting to feel his fingers again. He waits, silently, lets my trepidation build. I feel his fingers loosening my belt, unsnapping the shorts. He unzips them so very, very slowly, each sound individual, sharp agains the silence of the room. He lets them fall, his hand moves around and cups my bottom. Still. I'm not to step out of them, yet. He kneels before me, his hand sliding down my leg as he does so. So slowly, He's so prone to be in a hurry with these things, how does he control himself, this time? I feel his hand behind my calf, lifting my foot, then he slips off my shoe and moves it away. He does the same to the other. I hope he's careful, they're new. He repeats his firm movements again, pulls my shorts away. His hands move to the back of my thighs and I sense him pausing a moment with his face in front of my panties. I hear his breathing, smelling my sex. This arouses me more, but all I sense is the perfume I placed on my wrists. He stands. He is insistent, now, aroused. He moves behind me, holds my arms, pushes me toward the bed. His hands guide me to turn around, sit on the bed, then he takes me behind my back and beneath my knees, moves me to lie down on the bed. Once down, he moves me to the center. He climbs on top of me, and slowly moves my arms to the bedposts. I feel his bind my wrists. He turns, his bottom before me (if only I could see), his feet beside my chest. I feel him tie my legs together, then to the foot rail. He gets off the bed. I sense him in the room, then decide I don't really know. I'd left the door open, and barefoot, I wouldn't hear him if he walked out. Time passes. I hear the clock downstairs. I wiggle a bit, testing my bonds. I'm not restrained painfully, but I'm secure. I'll be here until he releases me. I hear him move, beside the bed. He drapes something soft over my face, pulls it away. It feels like another scarf. I feel it placed over my chest, slowly drawn away, then again on my stomach, drawn away, then on my thighs, away, then my calves. I hear him tying it on his head. He's blindfolding himself. He leans over, kisses my lips, tenderly, yet passionately. When I begin to part my lips for him, his hand moves beneath my chin, stops me. Slowly. I can feel the drape of the ends of his blindfold as he moves his kisses about my face. He kisses my forehead, pulls my blindfold down enough to kiss my brows. So slowly, but I wiggle a bit. I'm getting so hot. My lips part, aching to take some part of him inside my mouth. My knees move apart, but are restrained by his bondage. I wiggly my hips in frustration. He moves away, his hand lies still on my tummy. Be still. So this is my torture. He's doing all the things that I love, that he knows make me hot. I always want him, but he's making me want him, now. When I respond, he stops. I get it. I am still, somehow, and he moves to kissing my chest, staying at the tops of my breasts. He lingers there, forever, pausing only to see the blush on my skin. I struggle to stay still, but lose control and begin thrusting my hips upward, hoping to touch some part of him. To grind. He instantly backs away, his hand to my tummy, Still. I moan my desire. His finger touches my lips. Quiet. The moan turns to a whimper of frustration. When I am silent, I feel his lips return to just above my breasts. He kisses, slowly, passionately, teasing me. I am silent and still, and am rewarded by his fingers pulling down my bra straps. Oh, my. I arch my back to pop my breasts out further. This is apparently allowed in our game, as he ardently kisses the newly exposed flesh, though still slowly. Each kiss so sweet, so passionate, so unhurried. He alternately nibbles and suckles, as if every spot on me deserves all that he can deliver to show his desire and devotion to my pleasure. His love. I'm building. I can't help it , I tremble uncontrollably at my sense of his devotion to my pleasure, my anticipation of what he will do. I still have my bra and panties on! He's not gone anywhere near my center, shall we say, yet he's got me panting for him, aching for him. There are seven places on me that if he touched, at this moment, I would explode. I am still, though, and I feel him reach behind me and unfasten my bra. He pulls it up, away from my breasts and I feel the cool air of the room on my nipples. They must be fully erect, already, though. He starts at the edge, where the swelling is just apparent, and kisses slowly around and around. My nipple aches for his lips, his teeth, but he carefully stays away. kissing slowly in a circle. Normally, this would drive me back down the curve, but since he's prepared me so carefully, I stay aroused. Right where he wants me. I concentrate on staying still though my body fights to move, to respond, to seek his touch. He rewards my control with passionate suckling of my nipple. It is heaven, suction, then nibbles, then suction again and again, the cycle pushing me up, up, up. It's ended when my hips buck under him. HIs hand returns to my tummy. I instantly stop. Tears fill my eyes. This isn't fair. His hand begins a slow circular motion on my tummy, gently pressing, rubbing. "Ohhhhh...." Despite my sound, his mouth moves to my other breast, this time directly to the center. The rubbing doesn't stop, but he gives me the full treatment, passionate kisses, suckling, nibbling. The circular motion moves to just work his fingertips under my panties. I thrust, seeking his fingers to go lower, lower. The circling speeds, the fingers move lower. I'm so hot, so aroused, my hips move uncontrollably, seeking his touch, his caress, his... Penetration. He moves down, begins kissing my thighs. Oh, my, this goes on a short time, then I feel his hands pull the panties down. His kisses move to just above my hair. It's an important spot for us, that we've marked with a tiny rose tattoo in subtle pink and green. The truth is, theres a tiny scar there where he bit me, once. It's white, but now cleverly worked into the rose. I always shave to just expose it. No one sees it but him. So much of me is his, alone, but this is our symbol of our mutual devotion. Of course, he has one, too. He kisses and suckles the rose, his chin caressing my sex. I press upward, insistently, hoping to force his tongue to complete me. His hands work around my bottom, a finger finding my button, circling just one time then finding it's way inside. I cannot spread my legs for him. My desire for him is awesome, the size of the universe. I just desperately desire to surrender, to open to him. I cannot move downward to bend my knees for his access. I writhe as I try all those things, but I am silent, until I moan in frustration. His finger pulls away and I feel him wets me with something slippery, presses it between my legs with his fingers. He fucks his cock between my legs, lets me grind along it's length. We both know he cannot come to orgasm this way, the sensitive underside protected, but this lets me ride up and down along his length. He matches my rhythm, alternately frustrating my movements since he moves with me, then holding still to let me pleasure myself. I'm bucking wildly, trying to get the sensation, the rhythm, the .... I scream when it comes. We call it The Orgasm, emphasis on 'The'. The waves of intense sensation radiate from my center out to the edges of my body, the tips of my fingers, the ends of my toes. Each spasm of pleasure washes out, back in , out back in. This went on for some time. I'll spare you the mechanics, but he had to wash the sheets twice. The bedspread, well, we needed a new one, anyway. I was actually sorry to see it go, though. To his credit, he experienced this through his contact with me. He didn't take the blindfold off. He pressed his lips to my neck and he swears he could feel it. His hands held my waist until I was still. He kissed my lips and my face while he released the bonds, pulled off the blindfolds, and then he held me. When I complained that the wet spot was stetting cold, he rolled over and held me on top of him. He was still so hard and he moved to penetrate me, but I stopped him. "NO, you wonderful man, you. No pussy for you for a week." "How about I kiss you awhile and we re-negotiate?" "Okay, but you have to be absolutely silent while you do it." I tied his hands behind his back. We later agreed on a day, an hour, 15 minutes, and, oh, well...that's another story.