My submission for the January 2020 story contest, based on a true experience with an ex of mine. Enjoy! Disclaimer: names are changed for obvious reasons and dialogue is as close to real as I could recall. This is kind of a long story, but the buildup makes it better, in my opinion.
Me- ‘D,’ early twenties at the time, white and athletic, about six feet tall.
Her-‘Ivy,’ also early twenties at the time, white and pixie cut black hair, a couple of piercings with an average build (D-cup sized breasts)
Ivy and I had been dating (long distance) for about five months. That winter, she traveled to visit me and stayed in a local hotel. To get into my frame of mind, hadn’t had a blowjob since we’d last met up about two and a half months earlier.
So, on a cool Friday evening, I met Ivy at the hotel when she arrived in town. She looked really cute, her hair was her black, worn in a pixie cut and since we’d last met up, she’d added some new dermal piercings under her eye. We caught up and talked over plans for the weekend. I’d met her in a suit (dressed for a fancy dinner that night). She worn only jeans and a hooded sweatshirt for her flight. “Before we go out and I get changed, I want to get cleaned up,” she said.
I carried her bags up to her hotel room and she took off her sweatshirt, revealing a tight band t-shirt underneath. Ivy had an average build, not petite or necessarily curvy either. Ivy’s breasts were round and full though, pleasantly highlighted by her tight t-shirt.
She grabbed some of her things and closed the bathroom door behind her. I guess I wouldn’t be seeing her in the shower anytime soon.
“D, go ahead and get comfortable, I’m taking my time” Ivy yelled over the running water. I did, paging through channels on the tv, taking off my jacket and shoes/socks and loosening my necktie.
After at least twenty minutes, the shower finally shutoff, getting me a little hopeful for what might go down later that night. I turned off the tv and sat up in the bed.
She came out of the bathroom, covered only in a plush towel. I could feel the humidity from the bathroom and the room filled with her delightful body wash smell (oranges, maybe?). Ivy rubbed her pale skin in some kind of body lotion, but never removing the towel.
We talked about her miserable flight out to meet me. I wasn’t truly dedicating her my attention, I was too interested in her smooth skin and the curve of her breasts under that towel. Not to mention, I worried she’d see my growing erection through my pants, judging me too overeager for something that wouldn’t happen until later on.
Ivy finished her routine and stopped talking. “Take off your shirt and gimme that tie.” “What?” I asked. She only smiled coyly.
Understanding her, I threw off my button down oxford and laid back on the bed, now only wearing my suit pants. I was fully hard, knowing my erection was very visible to her. She pushed my feet apart and delicately knelt down between my legs.
“So, give me that tie,” Ivy demanded. I sat up to meet her and try to kiss her. She avoided my lips and instead she wrapped the tie around my eyes, creating a blindfold.
Everything went black. I couldn’t see anymore. She forcefully pushed my chest down and I laid back down.
My heart was thumping. My breathing quickened. The rest of my senses seemed only more heightened. It was a real rush. I felt her rest her hands on my knees. Her hands explored a few inches up and down my legs, but nowhere near my crotch.
“What did you want to do?” I asked, maybe a little confused. We’d never done anything like this, but on one or two occasions, after a few drinks, had playfully joked about tying each other up.
She didn’t answer. I felt her shift and the I felt a warm, damp weight covering in my chest. She seemed to have removed her towel and dropped it on my chest. She leaned forward delicately and gave me a few soft kisses on the lips. I reached out and could only feel her warm shoulders and I tried to reach down to her hips and legs.
Before I could, I felt her weight shift again and her hands unsnapped my belt and she whipped it off, making a snapping noise as it left my belt loops. She loosely wrapped it around my wrists and I felt the leather tighten (nothing serious) to at least keep me a little pinned. She pushed my loosely tied wrists over my head, then removed the towel from my chest.
When she did, I felt her shift her weight over me. She kissed me, deeply, our tongues inside each other’s mouths. I felt her full tits pressed against my bare chest. As we kissed, we breathed heavily and she started to slowly grind her hips onto my crotch. Keeping me pinned, she planted a series of wet kisses on my bare neck.
Then she kissed my chest. Then my stomach, kissing again and again, building my anticipation. I arched my hips up toward her.
She unzipped me and ripped my pants off, I could hear them hit the floor somewhere near the door. Ivy shifted back up and straddled me. I could feel the heat of her thighs over my chest. Only my boxers were separating my hard-on and the warmth of her pussy.
She leaned over. I felt one of her soft boobs pushing against my face. I could hear her digging around through her purse on the nightstand.
She’d removed something. She moved around again and I couldn’t tell what she was up to. I felt her hands on my package, which was rock hard and aching for her touch. Her hands slid underneath the legs of boxers and she gently held my shaft tight.
I felt her warm breath and the tongue on the underside of my shaft. She’d started blowing me, through the thin cotton. Before too long, she removed my underwear, tossing them aside. One of her hands left and I heard the sound of a bottle squeezing.
I felt a cool substance all over my package. Her hands rubbed in what I now realized was a sweet-smelling lube. I couldn’t see a thing, and god, was it exhilarating.
Ivy took me in her mouth. Unlike other women I’d been with, she didn’t really use her hands during a blowjob. Instead, her technique was to use and maintain a lot of wet, soft suction.
She made loud slurping noises and I could hear her breathing through her nose. Never even got a hint of her teeth rubbing against me. I can’t begin to describe the sensation of not being able to see her, but just imagining her lips, soaked in saliva, tight around my cock. It felt completely unreal.
I started to sit up. I wanted to grab her cute black hair and keep her lips around my cock. Ivy protested: “No, no, no. Don’t move baby.”
She got up- I was left in agony! My cock throbbed and now the wetness started to feel cold again. Why would she stop now and walk away?!
I heard her go through her bag again and this time, I heard the distinct sound of a wrapper opening. This time she stood at my shoulders and I felt her weight back in the bed, over my head. The necktie blindfold quickly fell loose from my eyes. She started rolling a condom on me, while literally shoving her pussy in my face. She was dripping wet and for the split seconds I tasted her, tasted amazingly sweet. “Hahaha, yesss, she screamed” as I licked her.
Ivy wasted little time and straddled my hips, I unwrapped my wrists and helped guide my cock into her pussy. It was so warm and wet, I knew was not going to last long. She bounced up and down on my cock in the reverse cowgirl position for a couple of moments. Ivy was a screamer. “Yesss, yesss, Jesus yes!” She screamed as she grinded her pussy against me.
“Fuck, I’m almost there,” I groaned.
“Do you want me to finish you off, baby?” She asked. “Oh my god, yes,” I replied. Ivy pushed herself off me and sat up against the headboard. I stood up on the bed and grabbed the top of the headboard, hoping she intended to take me in her mouth again.
She instead pulled the condom off and squeezed a wildly excessive amount of lube onto her hands. She rubbed her hands together, spreading the lube, then with both started to stroke my cock really fast.
Sitting below me, she really finished me off! I grunted as her hands worked my cock, spurting drops of cum everywhere- her chest, belly, arms and even some on her face.
I laid down next to her and we kissed deeply. The scents of her body lotion, lube and my cum on her body were intoxicating.
“So, should we get some dinner soon?” She asked?
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ein8v6/blindfolded_blowjob_jan_2020_contest_mf