You are led by the hand to a room. You can't make out any of the details because your eyes are completely blindfolded.
You hear the door shut and a lock being turned. He comes closer to you. You feel a glass at your lips and smell the scent of wine.
"Keep your hands at your sides and do only what I tell you. I control the pleasure this evening," he says, "Drink."
You hear movement in the room, movement other than him. PANIC...who else is here...what is going on?
You start to say, "who..." but he puts his fingers to your lips and says, " no talking...trust me."
"Ok," you reply.
You take a sip from the glass and feel the warmth in your throat as the wine slips down. Your hands are still at your sides where you were told to keep them. You feel movement but...something is brushing your earlobe. It is light and gentle...his fingers?
You feel the air move about you and then hands are on your top blouse button. There is no pushing or pulling, the button almost seems to come undone on its own. The second follows the first and the third the second and so on. In no time you feel the ends of your blouse coming up from your skirt. You know he is doing it, but the movement is so smooth, it seems as if it is being done by the air.
Music plays gently in the background but that is the only sound. You could be alone, but you know differently. No matter who else is present, he is here and, before he is done, he is going to have you. He is going to push himself inside you, over and over and the lips of your opening will open wide to swallow his tool over and over again. The moisture from you will coat him and your combined juices will be flowing out and down between your legs leaving the wet record of your lust...
Thinking of this, you can sense the eroticism by the wetness growing in your panties. This is definitely different from your other sex partners. With them it was a mad dash to the bed and then strip, suck and fuck as long and as hard as you could. You were fondled, sucked, pounded and flooded: then you both slept and rested a while before starting up again. You are hardly a virgin, yet...it feels different now: you are like a flower being opened.
What is even more exciting, even if you don't admit it to him...ever...is the fact that this is going to happen in front of others. You're glad you're blindfolded, since you don't think you could go through with this while watching them. At the same time, you always wanted to ...to...to be naked and fucked while someone else watched.
Something soft and delicate is moving over your breasts...it tickles a little but feels wonderful.
He's planting light kisses on the top of each breast followed by gentle stroking with his fingers. It feels wonderful...so sensitive you stimulating. You are growing more aroused...and wet.
There is a tug at the back of your bra strap, then a snap and the bra falls open: he cut it! You start to protest but his finger touches your lips ands he merely says, "no sound."
A finger touches the underside of both hands and raises them slightly. He says, "stay," and then the bra seems to float forward down your arms and over you hands. You're now topless and you can feel your breath increasing slightly now that your breasts are exposed.
You still can't see with the blindfold on, but you can't hear him either: he is being very quiet. All of a sudden something very soft touches your nipples, just for a second. What is it? There it is again, this time going around your nipples, making them very firm. It's circling the entire breast, even the bottom: It feels tickly but wonderful. What is he doing?
You feel something approach you from the front and then you feel a drop of warm liquid hit your breast. Another drop hits the other breast and slowly begins to run down it. He says " don't move."
From behind, you feel his arms circle you and his hands take hold of your breasts. The thumb and index fingers reach up and rub the warm liquid against your protruding nipples, first gently back and forth and then in ever widening circles. You lean back and sigh, maybe even give off a soft sensual moan.
He gradually takes the whole breast in his hand, gently rubbing not only the tops and the nipples but the bottoms making your breasts feel like wonderful objects of sensuality and desire. It feels wonderful until it stops just as suddenly as it started. You feel him back away but you wish he would just continue what he was doing: it felt sooooo nice.
Again the touch! Something is touching your nipples! You feel he is close and you know what it is: it's his tongue gliding back and forth over the tip of the nipples. Not satisfied with the tip, he then once again begins with his circling: first the nipple, then around the nipple, then farther out , father and farther until he is circling the entire breast. It feel so nice, but what about the other one you think.
It's almost as if he read your mind: his tongue moves down from the top of the one breast, through your cleavage and underneath the second breast. His continues the circling of the second breast in smaller and smaller circles. You know where he is going to end: the nipple, just where he started on the first one.
You start to reach for him, but he takes your hands and firmly says, "No honey, I told you to keep your hands still. I know you want to participate, but we are going to do this my way."