[M/F] Don’t touch me, don’t talk to me, don’t even look at me.

I was staring at her desk full of useless junk. When it caught my eye.

**does that rose have feathers for petals?** I had an idea…

**Yeah, why?**

**No reason, it’s cute. Where are your headphones?** I’ve had this idea for a while…

**over there…?** This is going to be fun…

**get on the bed**

She had a nervous look in her eyes but we’ve established a strong sense of trust by this point.

**why are your clothes still on? The bed is a no-clothes-zone, this isn’t your first rodeo**

She stripped down and knelt on the bed.

**perfect, turn around**

she turned facing the wall. I put the headphones over her ears and grabbed one of the hundreds of scarves she had hanging on her wall and wrapped it around her eyes. Turned on a nice instrumental album I know she liked and laid her down on the bed.

I’ve had this fantasy for a while, sensory deprivation. I paused the music and leaned into her ear.

**The only sensations you’ll experience are the ones I want you to. I’m dictating this entire night, do not move unless I guide you to. You’re at my whim.**

She let out a soft moan and I turned the music back on. Now I can have my fun. I started by running my fingers through her hair, down the sides of her face, along her neck, shoulders, down her arms to her fingers, then back up. Lightly tracing the contours of her upper half, not touching her torso yet. She bit her lower lip and shuddered at the touch. I traced her lips with a finger, she opened her mouth ever so slightly and pulled it in, sucking and licking my finger as if to give a preview of things to come for anything else that may enter her mouth this night. While she was focusing on my finger I grabbed the feather rose and ran in down between her breasts, to her stomach over the small tuft of hair above her pussy. Parting her legs slightly I ran the feather down one side of her inner thigh and back up, stopping to brush it against her clit, watching her squirm, and down the other inner thigh. Eventually back up her stomach and stopping at her nipples to circle each one, making her writhe more.

She reached out trying to find me, finally grabbed my cock through my pants. **please…** she muffled with my finger still in her mouth. I grabbed her hand and lifted it above her head, grabbed the other one and held both wrists above her with one hand, moving the other over her body. Back up to her mouth to get my fingers wet and down to her nipples. Alternating between the two I circled each one before giving them a pinch and tug. A gasp escaped her mouth each time. I knelt down on the floor beside her and took one nipple in my mouth while playing with the other. My tongue and finger were in sync with each other, flicking and circling each nipple in unison. A bite and tug on one would be met with a pinch and tug on the other. She loved nipple play so I made sure to pay them the attention they deserved.

Her pale skin becomes flushed and red when she’s turned on and tonight was no different, I took it as a cue to move on. Wrists still held with my hand I move my fingers lightly down her stomach and further down to feel how wet she already was. A quick circle around with my finger and I brought it back up to her mouth so she could taste herself. Eagerly taking my finger into her mouth she let out another moan and grinned, back down my hand went. I wanted to give her three orgasms that night; finger, mouth, and cock. Finger was up first.

I used two fingers to trace the outline of her pussy, drawing my fingers up and down occasionally stroking her inner thighs and back up. She lifted her hips and moaned again **please…** I stopped, grabbed and balled her underwear off the bed and put it into her mouth, this was a clear indication that she was not to speak the rest of the time and she understood this. I slide my hand back down between her thighs and circled her clit with two fingers, picking up pace. I’ve seen her orgasm enough to know the signs of it coming, flushed face, rapid breathing, legs crossing, hips bucking, she was already doing all this. I slide a finger inside her, pressing my palm against her clit and moving my hand in a circular, grinding fashion. As she got closer I picked up the pace and slid another finger in as I felt her tighten against my fingers. I tightened my grip around her wrists as she came and tried to cry out with her mouth still full.

*that’s one*

I let her rest for a moment while I found another scarf to secure her hands so I could have both of mine free. After hastily tying them together from behind I re-positioned her, dragging her to the end of the bed and kneeling again on the floor in front of her. I needed to taste her, there was no build up for this orgasm, wrapped an arm under each thigh and gave one long lick from bottom to top, nibbled on her thighs, dove my tongue as deep inside as I could, flicked her clit, sucked on it. One hand moved up to play with each nipple and the other applied light pressure against her asshole with my thumb. Tongue darting between her lips and clit, fingers pinching, flicking, and tugging her nipples, thumb pushing against her ass threatening to enter; she was ready to cum. She crossed her legs around my head and squeezed as she came again with another muffled cry. Panting, shaking, sweating. I loved seeing her like this.

*that’s two*

*and here’s three*

I was ready for my turn. I undressed and crawled up between her legs. Re-positioning her again to secure her wrists to the metal frame at the top of the bed, wrapped her legs around me and immediately thrust in. She let out a delicious gasp as I began pumping. No more foreplay, I need to cum. I’d been waiting for this entire night and her pussy felt amazing around my cock, tight and wet. I pulled her panties out her mouth so I could hear her moan and tell me she’s going to cum. Although she didn’t need to say anything. Legs wrapped tightly around my waist, arm under her ass to hold her close and the other hand resting on her neck, applying light pressure. She picked her up breathing, **I’m going to cum…I’m going to cum…mmmpphh I’m cumming** I covered her mouth with my hand just as she started bucking her hips. Labored breaths against my hand moaning and panting. I could feel myself ready to cum too so I kept going. A minute later I pulled out and painted her stomach and chest for what felt like forever. I sat back admiring my work as she laid there with a big dopey grin on her face. I finally removed the scarves and headphones. She looked up at me.

**we need to do that again.**

**I know, right? holy shit.**

I leaned over and we kissed deeply as I pulled her up.

**let’s shower up and watch The Simpsons.**

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/43f7ky/mf_dont_touch_me_dont_talk_to_me_dont_even_look