Surprise, a Blindfold and more! Audio Erotica Story by Salty Vixen

Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Surprise, a Blindfold and more!” Seduce me. By any method you wish. By any method you can. Let me know you want me, and don’t be shy about it. Make me feel as though I’m completely in your power, and at your mercy. You want me, so you have me. I’m yours to please and enrapture… as you are mine.

Are you ready to fuck surprise me? Let’s begin….

The blindfold covers my eyes, and world goes dark. i feel the telltale breath on my neck, as your hands run deliberately and slowly down my arm, coming to rest on my abdomen, pulling me tightly into you.

I lean back onto your chest.  Your free hand raises to my face, and traces the outline of my cheek, allowing me to smell the heady scent of the soft Italian leather of your jacket. Your finger brushes my lips, pausing just long enough for me to enclose a finger between them, and softly lick it.

Your torso presses into my back, and your hips tilt towards me seductively. I melt back into you, knowing that i can only remain passive for so long; desperately hoping you can sense the urgency i feel; the need to be taken, and taken now. Hard, fast and furious; this was the brief.

My doubts linger for a second, but are suddenly dispelled, when in one movement your hand moves swiftly to my neck, and rips my tee shirt down the front, exposing my unfettered breasts with their erect and tingling nipples.

You then pivot me 180 degrees, bringing my face to you and kiss me urgently, your hands still roaming my body and ripping items of clothing away from it.

i match your ardor and grapple wildly at what i fumblingly find is your crotch in a vain attempt to unzip you, and release the hard, throbbing cock that i had felt digging into my ass only moments earlier.

My plans are foiled, however, when you pull your pelvis away from my eager hands. I feel your head at thigh-level, as you move yourself down me to a crouching position, all the better to pull off my shorts and expose naked cunt to your magical tongue.

I moan as you push your mouth into my cunt, your probing tongue reaching deeper than i would have expected. Your hands manage to simultaneously grasp my sexy ass, and feel between them, your fingers sneaking into my crack and stroking between it, even reaching my now sopping wet labia... in their enthusiasm.

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My speechlessness ends as i hear myself yelp with pleasure. I feel my knees weaken, and grasp your beautiful brown hair just above your ears to let you know that if you do not  situate me horizontally to you, it may happen in a manner more uncontrolled – something I’d rather not experience in my state of enforced darkness.

Taking the hint, you remove one hand from my ass and cunt, and cuff me behind the knees, catching me as i crumple, laying me on the rug, and in doing so dislodging my blindfold. I see you are still fully clothed, apart from a gaping maw of a fly from which protrudes your cock; a most appetizing spectacle that i suddenly need inside me more than i ever needed anything before. I don’t have long to view it though, as you rapidly shrug off your jacket and jeans, and your black shirt, then reposition the blindfold before returning to your continued worship of my cunt, as i resume my squeals of delight.

I wrap my legs around your head, holding you fast to me, arching in ecstasy as your active tongue strokes my clit. One of your hands slips a finger into my anus, and the other enters first two, then three, then four fingers into my cunt; the combination of which sends me to an even greater plane of ecstasy. My sightlessness only accentuates the feeling, and i feel the spiral whirl me yet higher.

I feel myself edging closer and closer to orgasm with each ruthless lick of your tongue; in my continued darkness i feel the myriad colors of exquisite orgasmic joy explode around me as it hits. Prism-like waves of bliss wash over me, and I am vaguely aware of a distant voice praising various religious icons and saviors… a voice, it later occurs to me, that is my own.

I release my grip on your hair, relaxing my fingers from where they are currently tightly entangled, and slowly uncross my legs so that you can move up towards me. I feel you gradually inch your way up towards me,  slowly; in sharp contrast to your earlier frenzied and fevered offensive. Delighting in this metered approach i wait patiently until i feel your lips against mine once more, and taste myself on you as you kiss me passionately.

I undo my blindfold, knowing from the brush of your eyelashes against the curve of my cheekbones that your concentration is focused elsewhere. In a lightening movement, i cover your eyes with the slip of black satin, thus rendering you to now be the one surprised.