1. The Blindfold Game


    Date: 7/4/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Anal, Erotica, Oral Sex, Threesome, Voyeurism, Young, Author: Unknow user, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

    The intensity of the pressure, the delicious violation and shock of the moment gave way to a feeling of accommodation and pleasure. I exhaled as he slid the entire shaft of his cock deeply into my ass. He began a slow rhythmic thrusting while I moaned loudly, burying my face into the bedspread and alternately turning it to the side, biting down on my lip at these new intense sensations. The more he moved in and out, the better it started to feel, and suddenly there was just a pleasurable feeling of being the dirty girl that I hadn’t been in years. “Fuck yessss…,” I moaned. “Give it to me harder baby. Don't stop. Fill me up.” My cries spurred him on to increase his thrusts. I could feel the juices dripping down my thighs as I begged him to fuck me harder still. I was opened wide for him, feeling dark, and primal, and desperate to be filled up by his raging cock. I became multi-orgasmic, riding the crest of one delicious wave after another. Again he grabbed my wrist restraints and hauled me up onto my knees. I arched my back, feeling his hands in my hair, pulling my hair back as he pounded me as hard and fast as he could. I could hear the audible slapping of our sex crashing together that suddenly seemed even louder than the music. I moaned loudly. “Come on! That’s it baby. Right there! Mmmm… Fuck me harder!” I delighted in spurring him on, for whatever he could give, I could take. On an on he drove himself inside me, while I rocked forward on my knees, feeling the heat ...
    growing between us, hearing his groans roaring behind me, until finally with a shudder, and one long final thrust, I felt him come in spurts of warmth, filling my ass with his hot, sticky cum. “Oh my god”, I sobbed, almost deliriously when he finally released the tension on my wrist restraints and I slid forward against the covers. I felt his softening cock slide out of my ass and we both collapsed against the bed, still breathing hard. Finally I felt like I was back in touch with my core sexual self. It had been so long since I’d felt that uninhibited and that connected to my darkest primal needs. I still couldn’t see anything, but I turned my head in the direction I knew Marc was in as he lay beside me. “That was incredible”, I moaned. “Happy anniversary, baby.” I felt him lightly kiss my forehead, then my nose, and then my lips. I was still in a heady state, sexually euphoric, as I felt him start kissing along the back of my shoulder blades, feeling his hands on my wrists, slightly loosening the ropes that were binding me. Suddenly, then there was an unexpected pause. I waited, still luxuriating in our post-coital bliss. And then I felt the bed creak as the weight of him lying beside me lifted. I waited. Was there yet another surprise? A few minutes went by and then the music unexpectedly turned off, leaving the house in virtual silence. “Marc?” I called. “Where are you?” I lifted my head off the bed, trying to listen for any telltale signs of his return, but there was nothing. ...