(All characters are consenting adults. This was truly a spur of the moment tale. So, fair warning, I fully expect there are misspellings, etc. Suspension of disbelief is required on a couple things. Just enjoy the camp, if this is your thing.)
I’m so wet by the time he walks into the room that the blanket under my ass is damp. I don’t know which one of the men he is because I’m blindfolded, but I can hear his footsteps. I can tell he’s stopped at the foot of the bed, right between my spread legs.
My pussy is exposed for him and the idea the he’s staring down at my body, my wet pussy, excites me. I clench my pussy, knowing he’s probably staring right at it, and I hear him hum. So he really was looking at my pussy! The thought makes me blush and my pussy tingles.
My belly is full of butterflies. I’m waiting for him to touch me. He make me wait, though. I can’t tell for how long. It feels like several minutes, but maybe it’s less than a minute. It’s hard to tell when I’m this excited.
Finally, he touches me. He grazes a single finger from the inside of my knee down to my inner thigh, but he doesn’t touch my most sensitive cunt. I want him to. So bad. But he knows I do, and he make me wait again. I whine.
“Shhh.” He chuckle.
I don’t recognize his voice. I realize I don’t know the man standing between my bound and spread legs. There’s a stranger staring at my naked body, tied up for his pleasure. I pull at the bindings around my legs, as if to try to close my legs, but I’m held fast.
“Mm, he said you might struggle.”
A warm hand gropes my inner thigh, feeling me. Teasing me. I gasp.
“He also said you want this.”
God yes, I want this. I’ve wanted this for so long. I’ve had this fantasy longer than I can remember.
The hand leaves my thigh and I hear the sound of a zipper. My heart beats faster. Is this really happening?
Something smooth and hot presses against my entrance. I gasp in shock and hold still.
“Fuck you’re wet. I’ve never seen a pussy so wet. I bet you’re tight.”
The pressure increases against my hole. It’s just enough to prove intent.
I whimper.
He rubs his head in a slow circle against my entrance.
I moan softly.
“I’m going to push my cock into you, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”
I mean, I *could* use the safe word to stop the whole scene.. but I’m not going to. I’m more turned on than I’ve ever been in my life and this man is downright teasing me, rubbing my dripping hole with his cock. But two can play at that game.
“Please don’t, sir.” I use my best begging tone. “Please don’t push your cock into me.”
I rotate my hips then, teasing his sensitive nerves as I rub my wetness over the head of his cock. I’m rewarded by the sound of him sucking in a quick breath. I smile.
A sharp slap lands on my inner thigh. It’s not hard, but it’s enough to get my attention and remind me that I’m not supposed to be the one in power here. Oops.
“You want my cock,” he says smoothly. He scoops his hands under my ass, grips my hips, and pulls my body over the covers toward the end of the bed.
I squeak. God that’s sexy. Nothing like a little display of strength to get a girl like me going. I can feel the edge of the mattress under my ass. I must be right at the edge.
The fabric of his jeans rubs against my bare skin. Then the hot, velvety hard length of his cock presses against my wet pussy. His hands grab the insides of my thighs, spreading them open a little further, holding me open for his use.
“Mm, are you ready, baby? Tell me you want it. Be a good girl and tell me you want to feel my hard cock inside you.” He slides the shaft of his cock between my wet pussy lips.
This guy is such a good tease that I can’t think for a second. Fuck, I need him inside me. I whine, and I’m completely aware that it’s a pathetic, needy sound. But I’m determined to play out this fantasy.
“No, sir, please, no,” I whisper. “Please don’t put your cock inside me.”
He reverses directions and pulls back, letting every ridge and vein of his slicked cock slide over my sensitive, wet pussy.
I moan.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought. Listen to you moan.” He pressed the head of his cock against my entrance again, nestling it between my inner lips and holding it there. “You want to be my good girl, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir. I’m your good girl.”
“And what do good girls do?”
I have no idea how to respond. He answers for me.
“Good girls take it. So, be a good girl…” As he speaks the pressure on my entrance increases. Suddenly, his cock pushes into my entrance, his head slipping between my lips and penetrating my hot pussy. “…and take it.”
He’s inside me. He’s holding my legs open and pushing his thick cock into me, and it feels so good to be taken. I’ve waited so long for this and he’s teased me so deliciously. I gasp, whimper, and then moan salaciously. “Oh!”
“Take it,” he says, as he pushes deeper inside me.
He’s big. “Oh!” He’s spreading my inner walls and stroking my insides with his thick cock. “Oh my god…”
“Good girl. Such a good girl. See what happens when you take it? That feels good, doesn’t it? Me pushing my cock all the way into your tight, hot, wet hole? This is what your pussy is for. Say it. Tell me what your pussy is for.”
Fuck. “My… my pussy is for your cock, sir.”
The fabric of his jeans presses into he back of my thighs and he groans.
He’s all the way inside me now. I’ve never had a cock this big. I had no idea how good it would feel to be so full. He’s rubbing every nerve at the same time, and he hasn’t even moved yet. My god – I could orgasm just from this.
“Good girl. Now, squeeze me. Welcome my cock inside you and squeeze me.”
I contract my kegel muscles. Oh my god, he’s so hard. I can feel it. It feels like I’m milking his length.
He gasps.
“Good girl.”
I hum. I love it when he calls me that. I want to be his good girl.
“Okay. I’m going to fuck you now. As I do, I want you to tell me to stop. Tell me no. Tell me I’m too big and beg me not to fuck you. Beg me not to spread your legs wide, so everyone can see how wet your pussy is, as I fuck you.”
He pulls out.
I gasp at the shock of being empty, but then his cock is spreading my lips again as he pushes all the way back inside me. I moan, loudly, as his thick cock rubs every inch of my pussy from the inside out.
He doesn’t pause this time. He immediately pulls back and sets a steady, quick, unforgiving pace.
I whimper and then mewl at the pleasure between my legs and the feeling of his cock thrusting inside me.
“Speak. Speak, or I’ll stop fucking you and walk out.”
I can’t believe he wants me to speak. Now? When he’s fucking me so well? But I know it’s part of my fantasy. I know it’ll make me cum harder.
“No!” I whine, addressing his threat to stop fucking me more than anything. Then I force myself to focus a little.
Our bodies make a light slapping sound as he fucks me. I can hear how wet I am.
“Please stop!”
He doesn’t. “Good girl. Beg.”
“Please stop fucking me! You’re too big, my pussy is too tight. Oh, my god, I can feel every inch of you inside me.” I moan. My body is quivering with his every thrust. My orgasm is already building.
“Beg me not to let everyone see how wet your pussy is, how much you wanted me to fuck you, how well you take a big cock in that tight pussy. How much you like to be used.”
“Please, sir, no! Don’t let anyone see my pussy, please!”
“Too late.”
The fabric of my blindfold is pulled away from my face and I blink my eyes against the sudden rush of light. Before my eyes can focus a third hand squeezes my left breast, groping me. A fourth pinches my right nipple.
My nipples are sensitive. I moan. I can tell my nipples are hard.
“Mmm, yeah, fuck her.” It’s a different, lower male voice and I don’t recognize it either.
The man between my legs doesn’t stop fucking me. His cock thrusts in and out, in and out, in and out in a steady rhythm. Then I hear more voices I don’t recognize.
“She likes being used.”
“Just look at that pussy.”
“Here, I’ll hold her leg open so we can see her pussy better.”
I gasp and stiffen. The man keeps fucking me.
My eyes focus. Men surround the bed. Two are fondling my breasts, pinching and flicking my nipples. Everyone is fully clothed but me.
There are five or six standing around at the foot of the bed, watching the cock slide in and out of my pussy. One of the men is reaching for my left leg. He grips my knee and pushes it open, and I hear my pussy squelch.
“There you go, now we can get the camera in there. Show everyone streaming how wet that pussy is and how that cock is stretching it. That’s how a pussy should be fucked.”
Another guy leans forward with a phone and aims it at my pussy.
“Good girl,” says the man fucking me. He’s handsome and well built, but it’s his filthy mind and perfect cock that are driving me to the edge of an orgasm.
Suddenly, there are hands all over my body. They stroke, rub, grope, feel, tease. Fingers fondle my pussy as the cock slides in and out. They pull open my lips to expose my hole. Fingers rub my clit.
“Whoa, that pussy is so wet, the lips keep sliding out of my fingers.”
Someone leans down to whisper into my ear, “Such a good girl, spreading your legs. Good girls spread their legs so strangers can see their pussies.” He chuckles then pulls away from my ear. “Guys, isn’t she a good girl?”
“Hell, yeah. Good girls let strangers touch their pussy.”
“And stream them taking a big, fat cock.”
“Here,” said the man fucking me, as he pushed my other leg toward one of the men. “Hold that.”
The man grabbed my other leg. I was now flat on my back with two different men holding my legs open while a third fucked me, and I couldn’t stop moaning.
“Fuck yeah, fuck her hard.”
“Make her cum!”
“Yeah, so we watch her pussy spasm.”
The man fucking me leaned over me, propping himself up on his hands. Then he began to thrust harder, pounding his hard cock in and out, in and out, in and out of my sopping pussy.
With each thrust of his hips, his abdomen stroked my clit. My breasts jiggled under the hands that held them. I whimpered and my toes curled.
“That’s it, take it,” he said, staring into my eyes.
“Yes, sir,” I whimpered.
“Take it.” He thrust into me hard.
I moaned.
“Be a good girl and take it.” Again he thrust his cock hard into my pussy, then resumed his pounding pace. “Good girls take cock.”
I could hear the sound of his slick cock pounding into my soaked pussy. Everyone else could, too.
He kept driving into me. “Look at you, taking my cock like a good girl. Such a good girl, letting all these men watch you take my cock. I can feel your pussy tighening. Is my good girl going to cum? Is she going to cum for all these men?”
My orgasm crashed over me like I’d suddenly stepped under Niagara Falls. My whole body stiffened and my pussy flooded. I made an entirely embarrassing broken moan as my back arched and my pussy clenched down on his cock like a clamp.
“Fuck!” He shoved his cock inside me to the hilt and held it there. “She’s cumming!”
The room erupted into whoops and cheers. Vaguely, I recall high fives.
“Quick! Pull out so we can see her pussy spasm!”
The man fucking me groaned, but pulled out and stepped back.
In the middle of the most powerful orgasm of my life, I could only moan again as the group of men swarmed between my spread legs, pushing and shoving as they vied for the best position to see my cunt.
“Yes! There it goes!” One said as I felt my pussy clench down.
I couldn’t find relief, though. I needed something inside my pussy, to clench down on, and that man had removed his cock at the most horrible time. My pussy was begging to be penetrated.
“I want to feel!”
Suddenly, several fingers rubbed along my slick folds, gathering up some of my pussy’s copious wetness. Then the fingers moved to my hole. They rubbed for a moment, teasing my pussy.
I whined, a most needy noise.
“Do it. She’s begging for it.”
Then several fingers pushed inside my pussy. I moaned, loudly, and clenched down, feeling my pussy flutter against the intruding digits. “Oh my god…”
“Her pussy is milking my fingers!”
“Dude, finger fuck her!”
“Okay!”
The fingers inside me started to move. Slowly at first, in and out… in and out… but then the man seemed to gain confidence. All at once he turned his hand palm up, pressed his palm against my clit, and vigorously pounded his fingers in and out of my pussy. His movement was a blur.
I wailed as my pussy squelched and tried to clench upon his thick fingers. Yes, yes, yes, fuck me. Fuck me hard with something, anything!
Hands pinched both my nipples and I felt tears at my eyes as my pussy throbbed, begging the man not to stop.
“That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen!”
“Look at that pussy!”
Then I moaned as my whole body finally shuddered and my orgasm began to fade. The man slowed his pace, finally stopping as I moaned and my body wilted back to the bed. My pussy fluttered against the man’s fingers several more times, but he didn’t move them. He seemed to know that I’d be too sensitive. I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath.
I heard a rustling and opened my eyes to find the men filing back out of the room. All, but the man who had kindly fucked me. He sat on the bed beside me and began gently untying me from my bindings.
“Oh my god,” I said, breathless.
He smiled at me. “Have fun?”
“I can’t believe I waited so long to do this.”
He chuckled.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/pj1ffu/a_fantasy_about_a_woman_who_wants_to_be_a_bound
Dang. That was good. Is there a possibility of one similar, but with guy no 1 alone? That would be super duper nice! 👏🏼
Sounds like something I want to do😏
This is a huge fantasy of mine. Only I’d want them all to use me… hehehe while still blindfolded