The Blindfold (750 Word Project)

This story was written for the 2025 Literotica 750 Word Challenge, below this line are exactly 750 words:

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She opened her eyes briefly, she blinked, nothing had changed; the blindfold was still densely dark. Her eyelids fluttered closed as she focussed once again on her other senses, imagining the scene around her.

The cuffs were soft but still secure; she tugged on her outspread arms, testing.

Hands stroked gently across her breasts, fingers lightly tweaked her left nipple.

A body lay between her legs, holding them apart, as a mouth gently kissed her shaven pussy. The lips were careful, kind, and she wondered whether the person was male or female. She gasped, her body shuddering, at the tongue that slid up the length of her labia; it jabbed softly inside her before swiping firmly across her clit.

Her body rocked gently as weight shifted on the bed; she had tried to picture what was happening but the obviously hard cock pressing between her legs was still a surprise. Whoever the guy was, his hands pushed her knees further apart and up towards her torso; she felt exposed.

The heavy cock pushed at her opening; it was thick, different. She automatically pushed her legs slightly wider to accommodate it; her wetness inviting it in. He pushed a couple of inches, it was hard for her to tell exactly; she desperately wanted to see but the blindfold provided her deniable anonymity.

A full, steady push. His lower belly muscles pressed against her mons. The hard length inside her sent tremors up through her stomach, her lungs sucked in air, her back arched, breasts pushed up, her shoulders pushed down into the pillows, head back, her mouth opened involuntarily, no sound came out. A heady mix of dopamine, endorphins and oxytocin started seeping into her brain.

She felt her lips being drawn outwards along the stiff girth as he started to pull back, the weight of his body lifting away from her hips. She heard herself emit a needy whine imploring, wanting, needing the cock. A familiar mouth pressed against hers, a tongue twisting and seeking hers, silencing her; she inhaled sharply through her nose as she pushed up mashing her mouth against his.

"You want him to fuck you?"

The voice briefly shocked her. She could only nod in reply.

"Say it then." The voice commanded softly.

She hesitated. It had always been a fantasy game. They'd never gone this far before.

"Fuck me."

There, she said it.

"I want him to fuck me. I want his cock."

A shuddering, gasping grunt welled up from deep inside her, forced to burst out of her throat by the fat cock that thrust into her pussy. She moaned, tugging on the straps again, rolling her head. The man fucking her slid backwards; she felt an empty greediness.

"More." She commanded. "Harder."

The words escaping her mouth only as a whisper.

She flinched as his pelvis hit her clit once more; her thighs trembling with pleasure, pulsations, tingling contractions in waves through her abdomen, flowing outwards through her body.

Familiar hands caressed her softly, contrasting sharply with the cock pistoning faster and faster, in and out of her. She groaned at the rising crescendo of her approaching orgasm. She squirmed, clenching and unclenching her vagina. She heard a masculine gasp; he thrust noisily deep and hard, she smiled internally knowing that she had motivated that.

Again, he slammed into her, fucking her the way she wanted. Her eyes screwed tight, she bit her lip, her chest heaved, breasts felt heavy, hips and thighs shook, her feet arched, toes curled. The inevitable wave built ever higher, the wait almost unbearable.

"Now!" She almost yelled, her heart pounding.

"Harder. Yes. Fuck me! Fuck me!"

The cock responded, pummeling into her.

The dense wave started to break, rushing inexorably through her. Lights flashed behind her fluttering eyelids. Long notes of exquisite pleasure escaped her throat. Shaking, her body was shaking. Her pussy gripped and grasped desperately at his cock, demanding more. Baritone grunts timed his thrusts; closer and closer, harder, faster, louder. Her orgasm screamed out as he exploded inside her, warmly flooding her convulsing pussy. Her belly quivering.

She took a deep breath. Time stood still.

The bed rocked as the softening cock slid away,

A door opened and closed.

The cuffs were unclipped, arms freed.

Soft cloths wiped soothingly across her body, between her legs.

The familiar mouth tenderly kissed her lips. He slipped the blindfold off.

She opened her eyes to meet her husband's loving gaze.

She felt his hardness pressing into her.