Her Date

I was fully dressed in my suit, but all fours on the floor, staring at the ground, I could feel her heels on my back. She was sitting on the sofa, her legs stretched, using me as her footstool, commenting on the dates and flirts on Tinder, the messages she was writing, how the guys kept telling her they were well endowed and horny and enduring. Ever since that pandemic ended, it was my impression that everyone was just fucking everyone. Except me, I was merely a footstool, and she let me know by pointing out the things these guys would be promising her, things I wouldn't be able to do. My dick was hard, precum flowing, hidden in my suit, but I am not the fucker, not the well-hung stud needed to fully satisfy her. I envied these guys, somehow. At the same time, I was at peace with being a servant, slave, a thing to be used.

She lifted her heels from my back, put her feet on the ground, next to my face, stood up and ordered me to do the same. We have a date, she said, and that meant that I would have to accompany her to a nearby café. On our way she explained to me that I would have to sit at a different table; watch her get to know one of those studs. And he was remarkable. Tall, young, muscular and athletic. Well mannered. Nice. They smiled at each other, laughed, and I could feel the chemistry between them from my table a few meters away. She nodded in my direction without him noticing. I stood up immediately, went to the counter, paid and left. We had agreed that this was my sign. To prepare her room for a proper fuckfest. When I arrived, I was in a hurry to close the curtains, dim the light, prepare water and a bottle of champagne, some fruits, and take her toybox out of the closet, placing it next to her bed. As ordered I undressed down to shirt and shorts, put on the leather cuffs on my arms and legs, my collar, and sat in the corner of the room, next to her closet, and waited for them to come.

It didn't take long for them to arrive. My body shivered when I heard her keys at the door, the sound her shoes made on the floor, when their steps came closer. They entered the room. She didn't bother to introduce me and him. I am not even sure he noticed that I was there. I was sitting up, on my knees, hidden between the closet and the wall, and I watched them kiss, spellbound, saw his arm around her, one hand grabbing her ass. She had one hand between his legs, squeezing his cock and balls, giving him a foretaste of her demanding attitude. He moaned as she whispered something in his ear. He nodded, turned around and obviously went to the bathroom take a shower. She looked right into my eyes, stepped towards me and pulled me forward by the collar so I could kneel beneath her. She opened the closet, took out a scarf and blindfolded me. She clipped the handcuffs together behind my back, breathing into my ear.

Not saying anything, just breathing. I groaned quietly. She undressed herself, but I couldn't see anything. I could tell because she stuffed her soaking wet panties into my mouth. Let me taste her juices. I groaned again, and only noticed the sound of the running shower when it stopped. I couldn't hear him entering the room. Her hand reached into my mouth, taking out the panties, draping them on my head. They both chuckled. I could hear them kissing, making out, while her hand was on my head, making sure the panties were still there. Suddenly she grabbed my hair and pulled me more towards her, ordering me to open my mouth and stick my tongue out. The next thing I felt was the tip of a massive cock on my tongue. Suck it for me, she ordered, make it hard for me, so I started licking and sucking while I could hear them kissing. Her hand pulled my hair, moving my head towards his cock, shoving it deeper into my throat. I wanted to touch his thighs in order to better control how deep the cock went in, but my hands were tied behind me back.

It went from me sucking to him fucking my mouth within seconds, she holding my head, now with both hands; she would reach into my mouth, pull the lips to the side so he could enter more easily, cheering me on to be a good bitch and take that whole dick. Spit was drooling down my chin and at the rare occasions when the dick was taken out I was gasping for air. Both laughed. I opened my mouth again, eager for more dick to take, but I realized after a few seconds that the attention had moved away from me. I could hear her working on his dick now, him moaning, I felt how the changed positions and started fucking. It was raw, rough and hard. I could hear him pounding her pussy, hear how wet she was, hear how she was squirting.

She ordered him to pull me towards the bed using the chain on my collar, so I crawled on my knees in the direction he was pulling me. She ordered me to open my mouth, tongue out, and I could hear her wet pussy, but the sound was different than before. I realized she was fingering herself, and just as I wanted to breath in she squirted her spicy juice right into my face and mouth. I swallowed as much as I could, but it must have looked silly enough for both to laugh at me again. He opened the clip between the cuffs on my back when she ordered me to climb on the bed and lay down on my back. I felt movement on the bed, but being blindfolded I only realized what was happening when she started rubbing her pussy on my face. I assume he was standing next to her, ramming his cock down her throat, while she was riding on my face, squirting over and over again.

The action stopped apruptly, movement on the bed. They were doing something, and I decided it was best to get some air and lay there the way they left me. I recognized the sound of her toybox, but couldn't tell what was happening until she ordered me to stay on the bed but get on all fours. I could feel them climbing back onto the bed as she ordered me to suck dick again. But now it was a plastic dick that was shoved into my mouth; she had put on her strap on and I regretted not being able to see her... for a second, because as soon as she pulled her dick out, his came in. I sucked them both and knew what was coming when he pulled my head towards his cock but she moved towards my back; they were going to fuck both my holes. She pulled down my briefs, gently put some gel on my asshole while he was roughly fucking my face. Then she slid her dick into my ass. Slowly at first, enjoying to completely bury it in my anus while I was busy sucking his dick, still tasting her pussy juice on it.

Then faster, until they found the rhythm where her hard pounding would automatically shove his dick deep down my throat. I lost any feeling of time and space; I don't know how long this went on. I only woke up when she shoved me down from the bed, letting me lay there on the floor as he made her cum again and again; I could tell by his moaning when he came and imagined he shot his load all over her breasts. She sent him showering again, without even noticing me on the floor. When he came back, they had a little small talk before she showed him out. As soon as the door closed, she shouted from the corridor that I should take off my blindfold and tidy up the place. I took the toys used for washing in the bathroom; I made the bed. She was sitting in her chair, still naked, watching me. Do you want to cum, too? she asked.