Hello readers - I wanted to add a preface to let you know that another Damian story is in the works, it is about a third finished and will be my next submission! I just needed to get this story down and out there! I hope you enjoy it as I am in the middle of writing a sequel for it as well.
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I was blind folded, laying on my stomach, knees bent up, fishnet covered feet in the air. My chin in my hands, I listened for my husband to return to our room. He instructed me that no matter what I could not take my blind fold off until he said I could. I thought I knew what he might have planned but I didn't know if he would actually do it.
Earlier that week he told me he booked a nice room downtown for our anniversary. He suggested I bring some cute lingerie so we could take some pics, in the nice room, in front of the big windows.
I was extremely excited about getting to have a shoot in a different location than our house finally so I started prepping immediately. I used all the face and body creams, along with body exfoliating scrubs all week, and planned hair and make up. By the time Friday came around I looked as much like a model as I could and had a suitcase packed with my cutest lingerie outfits, and all of my cosmetics.
I heard them come into the door, I heard Brian, but then I heard someone wearing a jacket that was a little noisy, and then my suspicions were confirmed. Although I didn't know who he would have found to join us, my mind was racing trying to figure out who it might be. They were both silent, I only heard the sounds of them moving around the room. Until that sound got closer and it was clear that someone was heading towards me.
A very faint spicy cologne scent filled my nose first, I am not normally a fan, but it smelled great coming from this person and without sight I was already attracted. Before I could finish that thought I felt a hand on my chin, and a thumb gently pull down my pouty bottom lip, then a warm smooth cock head pressed gently between my slightly parted lips.
I opened my mouth wide, allowing the already rock hard cock, to slide in further. I pressed my tongue along the wide underside while he was pushing further into my mouth, and was rewarded with a soft masculine moan. I still could not place who this was. Suddenly my bare ass was slapped hard and he grabbed both cheeks, it almost seemed like he was pulling my face towards him harder while he thrusted into my mouth.
The stranger picked up pace with each thrust, saliva was spilling down my lips, each time he hit the back of my throat, gagging me. My hands reached out, groping for his hips, they were narrow, and his skin was very warm. I gripped him and ran my hands up his sides. I felt muscle, tone, not a six pack or anything bulky but a lean toned physique, and this was not a person I knew. This was indeed a stranger, realizing this turned me on even more, my pussy gushed, and I moaned on his long cock.
Brian's voice broke the silence from somewhere close, "Angel, you can take off the blindfold now that you know what your surprise is."
I take good care to continue sucking this man's delicious cock at the same pace while I reach for my blindfold. I was enjoying the different width, the different length, even the smell. It wasn't better, but different.
I pulled off the blind fold, tossing it aside and cast my eyes upwards at the tall, lean body in front of me, then to the face. I was pleasantly surprised when the stranger turned out to be rather attractive, with a thin roman nose, and high cheekbones. His hair was black salt and pepper, shaved along the sides and back with a bit of longer, wavy hair on top. His green eyes watched me take that long, throbbing cock through my lips before locking with mine. I blushed and looked down, putting more effort into my already enthusiastic blow job.
His fingertips were stretching down the top of my silky babydoll, reaching for a nipple, but the angle wasn't right. I opened my eyes and looked up when I felt his dick pulling out of my mouth.
The stranger spoke softly "Can you sit on the edge of the bed for me, Angel?"
I stood up and came around to the edge of the bed, sitting in front of him, legs slightly spread.
He stood a foot or two away, assessing me. His eyes moved from being locked with mine, down my chest, stopping between my thick thighs.
"You are very sexy," he stated, as though it were a fact, not an opinion.
His tall frame came toward me, his fingers lifted my chin, and he kissed me. This was super weird. I haven't kissed anyone besides Brian for so many years, so I glanced over at him to gauge his reaction. If anything, he looked proud.
Standing a few feet from the bed, Brian beamed down at the scene, his large, tattooed, forearms crossed over his broad chest. He looked like my warden, my master, making sure I was fulfilling a duty, or that I was obeying what these men wanted me to do. This thought made my pussy gush wetness that seeped to my thighs. His blue eyes burned into mine, and a devilish smile spread across his face. When I saw his thick cock was hard in his jeans, pressing against the fly, I moaned into the stranger's mouth.
His kiss became more needy, he nipped at my bottom lip, demanding my attention. Then his knee pressed between mine, kneeling on the bed, his knee an inch from my dripping pussy. He reached down, pushed two fingers between my slick lips, finding my clit immediately. He pushed those thin fingertips down to my soaking entrance and pulled more moisture back up. His other hand was pushing my shoulder back, his lips pressed against mine again, the whole while his fingers played between my wet pussy lips.
I took his hint and scooted back on the bed, breaking the kiss, but his fingers didn't stop moving methodically over my clit. The stranger's eyes locked onto mine, and he ran a large hand over my fishnet stocking covered thighs. His eyes still on mine, he bowed his head, parted his lips, and his tongue lashed out. I threw my head back, unable to keep eye contact, after his tongue swiped my clit just once.
He was very deliberate with his strokes, very precise. Every swipe of his warm slick tongue was targeted, and he kept it a little rigid, a little hard. Quick hard licks over my clit, then down my wet slit, and I'd feel that tongue tip hit my hard little clit again. I was bucking my hips up to meet his tongue and clutching his hair in my fists, pushing his face down further between my lips. I was so close to orgasm, and we just started.
My head fell to the side, and I looked for Brian. He was sitting at the bottom of the bed with just an unbuttoned shirt on. His thick cock was at full attention, and was wet at the top with precum. The sight of my favorite toy so ready for me, paired with the tongue lashings from the stranger, sent me over the edge.
I clutched at the stranger's toned shoulders, his tongue didn't relent as my body shook, and my pussy gushed into his mouth.
"That's so good, oh my god, oh my god," I was able to whimper out before my words became moans.
The stranger continued his oral assault on my slit as I continued to shake with orgasm. Moaning, thrusting my hips against his face. Brian's hands were running over my nipples, lightly pinching, then releasing. He looked focused on getting them as hard as he could.
