Intimacy Labs Kex Experiment Ch 01

I'm awake. Why can't i see anything? Wait a minute, where am I? This isn't my room is it? Think damn it! Why can't i think?

Calm down. Assess. What do i know?

I can hear music. Its loud but it seems dulled like it's down the hall or maybe outside? I'm laying down. I can feel that plush minky fabric along my back and on my legs. I don't own a minky blanket. Whose is it?

No, think Cassie, think! Don't panic. What else?

I'm naked. I can't feel the underwire from my bra that i usually sleep in, and i can't feel the slight tug around my hips where my thong would be.

I'm thirsty. My mouth feels all dry and tickly. I run my tongue along my lips to wet them and i actually moan at the sensation. It feels like fireworks sparking off my lips, and setting off twin sparks of need in my belly. Adding to an overall molten orgasmic pressure.

I move my arm and it seems to go in slow motion. It feels so heavy and fascinating. It slides down my body, the barest touch making me gasp and shiver as i feel my skin break out in goosebumps.

I set my hand on my mound. Its shaved now. Did i do that? Why can't i remember? It feels good though. Silky, warm and soft skin. I let my hand reach further, sliding a finger between my pussy lips. 'Sweet fuckin hell' is my only thought as i stroke one finger along my soaking wet slit. Have i ever been this wet before? This hot before? I drag the wetness over my clit and oh my god it's like i've never been touched before. My heartbeat starts pounding through my body, each throbbing beat feeling lazy and completely separate from each other, pulsing as i slowly rub my wetness over my hard little clit.

It feels so fucking amazing, i don't want to stop. But why can't i see my hand touching my own body? I love watching. I stop touching myself with the promise that once the mystery is solved i will get back to it.

I raise my hand to my face and again it feel like it's happening so slowly. I smell my fingers when i can, and it only smells like the sweet musky scent of myself. Not any lube or spermy smells. Why am i so wet then? What is going on?

I shift and raise both hands to my face, i feel fabric. Its covering my eyes and knotted in my hair. Its soft but doesn't stretch at all. My fingers can't seem to get under it. Am i just too weak? Is the material too strong? It doesn't feel too tight. It doesn't hurt. But i can't get it off.

I notice as i wiggle around that every brush of my body against the soft blanket under me is turning me on at a ridiculous level. Making me wetter. More desperate. How did i get here? Why can't i remember? Why does my body feel so damn good? I'm a pretty sexual creature anyways, but it has never been like this. Maybe if i get up, follow the music to the party, maybe someone will help me.

When i try to move my legs only one of them obeys. I feel a tug on my other ankle and it won't give. With an absolutely herculean effort, i manage to sit up. Immediately my head swirls and i feel my body tilting to the side. I'm stopped from falling by something soft. A large cushion? Am i on a couch maybe? I give it everything i've got and manage to bend forward toward my ankle. I feel more form fitting fabric there, with a cord coming away from it. It tenses when i try to pull my leg free. But i can't tell if its secured to something solid, or if i am just too weak to pull it loose.

My head is spinning and try as i might, i can't remember how i got here, wherever here is. I turn my body leaving my leg straddled out at an angle and lean back against the cushions. I'm almost 80% sure this is a couch i'm on. If its a bed, someone has way too many throw pillows.

With my legs spread this way, i can smell the scent of myself on the air. It's such a sexy smell, it has always turned me on like you wouldn't believe. How come i'm not more scared? Shouldn't i be afraid? Waking up blinded, tied down, naked. It should be frightening. But thinking about it only makes me feel hotter. Without really deciding to do it, i let my hand slide back to where it really wants to be, and slide my middle finger down my slit. I stroke myself up and down, spreading my juices around my pussy lips and covering my clit. Softly. Slowly.

My head drops back and a sigh of pleasure escapes me. Who can feel fear when they feel this good? I want to bring my hand to my mouth and taste it, but it feels so heavy and the idea seems too difficult. I want to rub my clit faster, but i seem to have only this one slow speed. I keep stroking and sliding my fingers around my pussy. It all feels so bright, hot and intense. I have never gotten off from such a slow exploration by myself before. But i can feel it building now.

I can feel everything. The minky blanket tickling my skin, my fingers pushing through my own folds, the slight tug on the bridge of my nose from the blindfold and the pull at my ankle. It all comes together in slow motion in my brain, combining sensations and adding together. I can feel the orgasm coming on like a tsunami on the horizon. I can't stop adding to it. Putting my three middle fingers together i slide the tips inside myself and squeeze against my palm. It feels amazing on my clit and i cry out as the wave inside me breaks.

I hump against my hand, every muscle spasm in my body making my hand grind against my clit as i cum. When i can't take it anymore i let go, and slump back against the cushion. I try to catch my breath.

A chair squeaks somewhere nearby. In front of me? I raise my head to look toward the sound, but of course i still can't see.

"Umm H-Hello?" I whisper. I feel a blush heating my cheeks. Was someone here, watching me the whole time?

"Hello Gorgeous." He whispers back. It is definitely a man's voice. And in front of me somewhere, not far away.

"Can you help me?" I ask, as my head flops back again. Dizzy with the orgasm and the effort and confusion.

"I can if you want me to." He says. I hear the chair squeak again and roll back. A computer chair?

I nod my head, i try to gesture at my ankle but my arms are lead. "I need. . I need help."

I feel a hand on my thigh. Its warm and the contact sends erotic shivers down my spine.

"Mmmmm" I sigh. Everything that touches my body feels so damn good right now.

His hand slides down to my knee, but he stops when i moan, and starts sliding the other way.

He cups my chotch in his big man hand. Holding it against his palm like he's measuring it. Then i feel his finger pressing down, slipping easily between my pussy lips. His finger feels hot and much bigger than mine, reaching deeper inside me than i could. I think about protesting but then he stops and pulls away.

"What are.." i start to say, when i feel him lift my other leg and spread it wider along the couch.

Why is he moving that leg, it's not stuck? I can't connect the dots. I can't think clearly.

Then his hands slide under my legs and i feel his breath dance across my newly shaved mound.

I squirm and i can feel my juices dripping down my crack, tickling my anal star.

He catches the drip on his finger, and i feel him start to rub it in. Smearing it around my ass hole. I can feel my heart rate picking up again. Now there is a little bit of fear mixed with the horniness. Who is this man? What is he going to do? Why is he doing it to me? And why can't i remember or think clearly?

I make an involuntary pornstar noise as he sticks his thumb inside my pussy. I feel him moving it in circles inside me, making my mind reel. I can't tell if he is doing it slowly, or if my brain is only relaying the information in slow motion still. But after a couple of turns where i could feel the rest of his hand bump up against my entrance, he slides his thumb down and starts working it into my ass.

I'm breathing faster now, panting. His thumb feels huge as it pushes into my ass. It doesn't hurt, but it feels strange and i'm glad when he stops moving it. Then i feel his tongue. He starts out licking the skin thats pulled tight around his thumb, then he slides it up dipping it inside my pussy as far as he can. I can feel the stubble on his chin scraping against my pussy lips. The differing sensations making me whimper with need. He laps at my insides, his tongue like liquid fire everywhere it touches. Melting me. He moves up farther and wraps his lips around my clit, massaging it and sucking on it lightly. I can't stop my body from bucking against his mouth. Twitching as each lightning bolt of feeling rockets toward my center. I can feel my anal muscles tensing and squeezing his thumb like its sucking on it. I'm surprised that it feels as good as it does, i've never liked anal before.

I can hear him licking and almost slurping as he tastes me. I remember my ankle being bound as my legs try to contract and squeeze shut. I try to be outraged and upset. I don't know him. Do i? I shouldn't be doing this or enjoying this, right?

He starts massaging my clit in circles with his tongue and the sudden orgasm takes me by surprise. He pulls his head back but leaves his thumb in my ass, his hand squeezing my butt cheek as i thrash and hump up at the air. I can feel my vagina contracting so tight that i imagine he can see it pulsing if the lights are on. If he can see me. When my body relaxes he slides a finger over my clit and i flinch at the violent spark of sensation.

"No clit!" I gasp weakly, "Too much. Its too much."

He slides his finger into my pussy easily since i am so slippery wet. It is joined by a second finger and i can feel him scissoring his fingers inside me, forcing my pussy lips open and letting them close again. I feel his lips and tongue on my belly, the stubble of his chin scraping my skin. I whimper as he tries to introduce a third finger to my pussy. Its tight, his fingers feel huge to me. I feel his teeth on my hip, and I gasp when i feel him bite me there. I jerk my hips from the sharp pain of it, and the motion makes his fingers thrust into me deeper. He chuckles when his mouth lets go.

"Just something to remember me by." He says.

Then he starts fingering me faster, still avoiding my clit. I can hear the wet sounds of my pussy as he plays with me. I fight to stay still but i can feel my abs clenching and my body shifting to take more. He stops fingering me and I feel his thumb pull out of my ass. i hear myself moan as he starts to press two fingers back into my ass instead. Once they are in all the way he starts fingering my pussy again. I feel so wet and hot and full that it's incredible. I can't think of anything except his fingers and hands on my body. He twists his hand so that now every time his fingers sink into me his thumb taps against my clit. In no time at all i'm reduced to a moaning, panting, writhing creature. I can't make words, but if i could 'stop' wouldn't even be in the top 10. I almost scream when the orgasm crashes through me. My body fucking back against his hand as much as possible as i ride it out.

I feel like a puppet whose strings have been cut, i start to slump to the side. My head spinning with sex and whatever drug must be fogging my brain. It has to be drugs right? Maybe a roofie? Or ecstasy? I've never heard of a drug that increases sexual awareness and sensation while also fogging someone's brains up this bad. It has always been one of my darkest and most secret fantasies. Wait a minute... Did i plan this...this encounter? I couldn't have! Surely i would have some memory of setting it up? Wouldn't I?

He grabs my arm and pulls me gently down to the side i was leaning toward. I'm laying down again now. I manage to lift my arms and i try to reach out, to feel him, whoever he is. He grabs my hand and moves it down, placing it on his naked cock. When i realize what it is i try to pull my hand back but he squeezes my wrist tightly, holding it still as he rubs his cock against my palm. I know i've never felt a dick that size before. Whoever this man is, he's got to be a stranger to me. I wouldn't try any new drugs with a stranger. I don't think.

The throbbing heat of his skin against my palm is turning me on. Turning my body heat up again. He lets my hand go and it flops down to my side on the couch. He grabs my free leg and lifts it up and away from my body. I use all my effort to move my hand from my side to cover my crotch, try to block it from him. I have to try to stop it don't i? What if i didn't plan this? What if he is some ted bundy psycho that has kidnapped me and made me forget about it? The fear of not knowing, adds an adrenaline jolt to my system. It makes my heart pound in my chest, and consequently, my pussy throbs with every heartbeat.

I feel his cock head against the back of my fingers, over my slit. He pushes and it forces my fingers to slide between my slippery pussy lips. The cushion gives on both sides of my shoulders and when he speaks i can feel his breath on my face.

"Let me help you gorgeous." He whispers huskily.

He kisses my nose, he kisses on top of the fabric that is covering my eyes. He kisses me gently on the lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth. And i moan at the taste of my pussy that's still on his tongue. The sensations are still heightened and incredible. They feel brand new like i've never felt them before. It's ten times more intense than anything i have ever had. I feel my nipples graze his chest as he leans over me and i can't resist arching my back to press against him. As i do, the movement pulls my hand away from my pussy ever so slightly and his cock starts to sink further into me. It feels so huge i can't believe it. Plus my pussy is already so tight from my previous orgasms that i don't even know if he'll be able to fit it in.

My hand surrenders and falls limply back to my side, and i feel him shift his weight. His hands slide down my sides and grip my hips as the pressure between my legs doubles then triples as his massive feeling cock starts to slide inside me. I hear him growling with the effort to get it in, and to do it so slowly. Or is everything just slow for me? I feel his hands on my hips pulling my body up onto his shaft. The stretching sensation inside me rocks my system so hard that I can barely breathe. Then finally it stops and i know he must be all the way in. He grabs my free leg again and lifts it so it settles on his shoulder, turning me slightly to the side. I can feel every inch of him as the slight turn spins his cock inside me. He moves his hand down my leg to grip my ass and i feel his other hand press on my lower belly.

Palm flat against me, i feel his cock twitch inside me. He must have flexed it on purpose. I gasp with pleasure and i hear and feel him chuckle again. He grabs one of my limp arms and places my hand under his, pressing down hard as he moved his cock back just a little, then thrusted back into me.

"Oh my god!" I cry out, I could feel his cock pushing my insides against my hand. I imagine it looking exaggerated and almost obscene like one of those hentai videos i like. It's easy to picture it with my eyes covered this way.

He starts thrusting into me, long deliberate thrusts almost all the way out and then slowly back in. He grinds his cock head against me at the end. Making my air huff out of my chest. I can hear him grunting too. Can he feel his cock hitting the wall of muscle at the end of my vagina? I am certain that he is reaching it. Pounding into it. Battering at my cervix. I start to cum again at the thought of that. The sensations and feelings are all too much and my body starts to shake. But he doesn't stop to enjoy the pulsing tightening sensation. He keeps fucking me and in my mind it's like the orgasm never stops.

He starts moving faster. The only thing all night so far that seems to speed up. He gets rougher. I feel his hand slide from my ass up my thigh with bruising force as he uses my leg to leverage his cock into my slippery hole faster and harder still. He lets go of my hand and it falls back to my side, my hands clenching and unclenching as i fight not to scream with the pleasure of it. This couldn't all be one orgasm could it? It has to be separate ones but i can't separate and count them in my head. I want to grab onto him, squeeze his muscles in my hands, scratch his back and pull his hair. But i can't make my body move. I can just take it and try not to pass out from the pleasure overload that's sparkling through my brain.

Minutes later, or was it hours? There is no time here. No way to mark its passing. I feel him through my orgasmic haze, he slams his cock into me 3 final times, then his body jerks and i can feel his cock pulsing inside me, filling me up with his cum. I practically purr at the feel of it. And then he kisses me again. Even my tongue is lazy at this point, my mouth dry from panting and gasping for breath. His tongue sweeps around my mouth pleasantly seeming to massage along my own tongue and tickling my lips. He kisses me one last time on the lips and nuzzles his nose to mine.

"Sleep now my beauty. Dream sexy dreams." He says.

I feel a tug on the blanket beneath me and then its minky softness is wrapped over my naked body.

"But, what's happening?" I ask. I am sleepy and i feel the exhaustion sweeping over me. "I don't understand." I mumble.

He doesn't answer, and sleep overtakes me.