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the blindfold
2004-08-06 - 8:13 p.m. she says she's never been blindfolded before, so when we get to my place i have an idea. i make her stand in the hallway while i get a few things ready. when i come out, i have the belt to my bathrobe, which i tie around her head, covering her eyes. i lead her in and close the door. she has no idea where things are in my apartment, so i let her stand on the mat just inside the door while i make rustling noises to disorient her. i turn her a different direction as i whisper in her ear that i'm really glad she wore a skirt tonight. she giggles nervously and says i'm welcome. before she knows what's going on i've cuffed her hands behind her back and pushed her forward on my bed. the rustling was to smoothe the covers so she'd lie flat. i flip up her skirt, pull down her panties, and spread her legs with my feet. i hold the handcuffs in one hand while i finger her pussy to make sure it's wet enough. fortunately the blindfold alone has done the trick and i can just slide my hard throbbing cock into her. i pull her into my by the cuffs then grab her hips with the other hand and pound her hard. she's mooaning and screaming and thrashing about on the bed. her pussy feels so good i start pumping her full of cum but she's still begging for more. i give her a few more thrusts but i can't keep it hard so i stand her up, spin her around, then push her onto her back. i spread her legs and attack her pussy, burying my tongue in it, holding it up at the right angle with my hands udner her ass. she's lying on her handcuffs but all she can feel is my tongue in her twat licking my cum out of her, flicking her clit, driving her wild. she's screaming for more--she wants to be fucked again--so i push two fingers in her pussy and fingerfuck her hard while my lips and tongue pull at her clit. suddenly she explodes, her body shaking and her hips thrusting up and down. she waraps her legs around my head and pulls my face against her. i can't breathe for a few seconds while she comes violently but then she releases me and goes limp. we're both gasping for air as i slump to my knees on the floor and she lets her legs dangle off the end of the bed. i ask her what she thinks of my place and she replies: "more."
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