“Open.” He breathed in my ear. Doing as he requested, I slid my tongue out to meet his fingers. Snaking my tongue around his fingertips I savored the rich, dark morsel of yummy- ness. He groaned as I took each finger deep in my mouth and sucked, much like I had done to his cock in the limo earlier.
When I finished all of them he whispered in my ear, “I want to taste your sexy smooth pussy. May I?”
“Please...” I cried out, needing to have him ease the yearning he’d created. When I felt him get up off the bed I was confused. But then he pulled me into his arms and sat me down on the edge of the bed with my legs hanging off the end. I could then feel his hot breath on my moist thighs. I wanted so badly to see him eat my pussy I debated removing the tie. But the second his tongue touched my slit, all thoughts escaped my head. He was going so slowly I felt like he was savoring some new & exotic dish. He took his time exploring my mound. His tongue traced over every inch of flesh without ever touching my clit. I nearly came when he slipped his tongue into my love tunnel. He twirled it around drawing out my honey. The feeling of his rough hands on my inner thighs as he held my legs spread seemed in drastic contrast to the soft smooth tonguing I was receiving. He was right; the loss of sight had most definitely sharpened all of my other senses. I swear I could even hear both of our heartbeats. When he finally reached my clit my body reacted so sharply. My back arched and my hands clenched the sheets as if for dear life. I cried out his name. Never before had I felt anything so amazing. I felt as though I had already had an orgasm, but I hadn’t. It was the coolest thing in the world. But I needed so much more!
“Trip, please... I need you so desperately!” I whispered.
“Tell me what you want.” He asked.
“I need you to fill me. Please!” I asked frantically. I felt as though I would explode or my pussy would burst into flames if he didn’t enter me soon. “Take off the blindfold please? I want to see you sliding into my pussy!”
Standing up he caressed my cheek then gently removed the tie. Before I opened my eyes, he kissed each lid tenderly and whispered ‘Thank you.’ Before I could comment, he once again placed me in the center of that big bed. This time he covered my body with his; he reached between us and placed the tip of his cock at the opening to my cunt. He started to slowly slide it in, kissing me with every gentle push.
“Please, I need your cock in me...NOW.” I cried clawing at his tight ass. “Give it all to me, please. I can take it. Don’t make me wait anymore!”
No sooner had the words left my mouth, he surged into me filling me completely. I couldn’t breathe, it felt so good. He stayed still for just a moment, allowing my pussy to adjust to him, before withdrawing almost completely and then plunging back in.
“Oh yes. Please fuck me! Your cock feels so good. You stretch me so much. It’s such exquisite torture!” I rambled on as he thrust in & out of my wet cunt. Trip brought his mouth back to my breasts, taking a nipple in his mouth and suckling gently. I was in such a state of raw emotion I could barely think. I could only feel. The gentle pressure on my nipples was in sharp contrast to the pulsating power in my pussy. I was riding waves of ecstasy as Trip ran his fingers through my hair.
“God your pussy is like silk around my cock! You feel so good.” Trip whispered into my ear as we made love. His thrusts were hard and fast, but there was passion in his every touch. I suddenly realized that this was not a fuck...we were indeed making love. It was like our bodies had known each other for eternity, and not just since earlier this evening.
“Oh god, I’m gonna cum.” Trip cried out as he pulled out of my wet pussy seconds before spilling his load across my stomach. As soon as the first drop hit, I was washed with yet another amazing climax. I cried out his name again as it peaked. After a few moments for both of us to come back to earth Trip stood up and walked towards the bathroom. “Let me get a cloth to clean you up.” While he was gone, I had the urge to taste his cum. I swirled my finger through the cum that had fallen on my chest. Slipping my finger in between my lips I relished the sweet-salty essence that was Trip. It tasted so good I dipped my fingers again and again to savor the taste of him.
“That is by far the sexiest thing I have ever seen!” Trip said as he sat down next to me to wipe what little remained from my body. I blushed, not realizing I had been caught.
“I was curious. Besides, you got to taste me.”
“If I had known your wanted to taste my cum I could have held off so you could have finished me with your mouth. But I must admit watching you lick my cum from your fingers was awesome! Are you hungry?” He asked grabbing the room service menu from the drawer beside the bed.
“Starved!” I said remembering I hadn’t eaten dinner.
“How about fried chicken?”
“One of my favorites.” I replied.
With that Trip called down and ordered us something to eat. “I have to be honest with you, I’ve never blindfolded a woman before. Was it as much a turn on for you as it was for me?” He asked looking at me like a child waiting for praise on a job well done.
Was it as turn on for me? Was this a trick question? I thought to myself.
“I’ve never been blindfolded before, so it was new for me too. And yes it was truly amazing. You were right; all of your other senses go into overload. It was awesome.” I said with a shudder, remembering the passion we shared just moments ago.
“Are you cold?” Trip said as he got up to grab me a t-shirt to put on. It was so sweet when he slipped it over my head & kissed my nose when it poked through. I couldn’t help but giggle. Trip slipped into a pair of sweats and we walked hand in hand into the living room of the suite. After turning on the gas fireplace we sat snuggling on the couch waiting for our dinner.
“Once again you’ve surprised me!” I said as I snuggled deeper into the warmth of his arms.
“How so?” he said caressing my arms.
“I expected this to be a, forgive my being crude, but a Wham, Bam, Thank you Ma’am evening. Not that I’m looking commitment or anything, but this was not at all what I had figured on.”
“Is that all that you want? Sex and nothing more?” He said turning my face so I was looking into his sexy brown eyes. There was something in his eyes I couldn’t quite place. The look of disappointment? Could it be?
“In a perfect world? No, there’s so much to you that I’d like to get to know, but...”
“But what?” He asked. Before I could answer, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get dinner.” Trip said holding my hand as long as he could as he walked to the door. But what? Where was he going with this? I was totally confused.
“Mmm that smells so good.” I said as the aroma of freshly made fried chicken wafted into the room.
“I love fried chicken, it’s one of my guilty pleasures.” He said winking at me. “I think I’m going to have to add you to that list!”
“Why, are you feeling guilty?” I teased him taking a piece of chicken from the tray he held out to me.
“Not at all, my guilty pleasures are those things that I probably shouldn’t have but can’t help myself from enjoying.” He said as he wiped a spot of chicken juice running down my chin.
“Oh!” I said still trying to grasp what was going on. We finished eating in relative silence. I was so confused...was he looking for a relationship, with me? Not that I wouldn’t be overjoyed but what could this amazing man want with a simple girl like me? I wasn’t up to his caliber, but then again, my body was quick to point out to me, what we shared in the last couple of hours went way beyond normal fling sex. This was definitely something different. I was so lost in my thoughts I never heard Trip call my name.
