Celeste pulled up to the familiar house. The butterflies still flew around roughly in her stomach as if they carried tiny battering rams. She couldn’t get up to the house quickly enough, and he seemed equally excited as he pulled the door open before she could knock.
They didn’t waste time before they walked into the Red Room.
Before he could ask, she was naked and turning to face him. Already bare chested, he dropped his sweatpants in front of her. Her heart thundered in her chest as she unabashedly looked him up and down.
He took a step closer, and his fingers tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “Pineapple?”
“Pineapple,” she confirmed.
“Do you trust me?”
She gave him a questioning look. They were beyond trust at this point. She showed up at a stranger’s house three times now. He had yet to take anything too far. She nodded.
“Of course.”
“I’m not going to use protection this time. Are you on birth control?”
She thought about it. Did she trust him enough to go without protection? What if she got an STD? Was that something she was willing to risk?
Yes. Yes, it was.
“Yes, I’m on the pill.”
“Perfect.”
He stepped past her and grabbed a piece of fabric off his tool chest.
“A blindfold?” she asked. Her heart picked up its pace.
“Yes.”
She waited as he tied it around her head, completely blocking all light from her vision. Her breath came out ragged, but as soon as his hand took hers, she relaxed.
“Just say the word if you need to stop.”
“Okay.”
He led her over to something soft, which she quickly realized was the bed. He helped her up and instructed her to lie on her back, guiding her in the correct direction to lie. After she laid on the soft bedding, he took hold of her wrist and looped something around it. He tied her to the bedposts.
She yanked her wrists to see how secure it was, and she couldn’t move more than an inch. She waited as he tied her legs open by fastening her ankles to the bottom posts. Then she waited. A door opened and closed, and she wondered if she was alone. She turned her head to see if she could hear something, but it was silent.
Then a mouth descended on her pussy. It started out slow, licking and sucking expertly. She gasped. He loved oral. That seemed to be the first thing he always wanted to do, and she couldn’t complain. His tongue was magical.
“Wouldn’t you like to know who’s pleasuring you?” his voice whispered into her ear.
Her entire body clenched. It wasn’t his mouth on her. She considered saying pineapple at that point, but stopped herself. It still felt good. So good. This person knew what they were doing, just like he did.
With her limbs tied, she couldn’t reach out and touch the person. He gave no hints as to who the person was, but she knew it was unlikely she’d know them anyway. She just wanted to know what they looked like. Man? Woman? She didn’t know.
“Relax,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her neck.
She had been straining against the restraints, but her limbs relaxed when his lips made a trail down her chest to her tits. He pulled a perky bud into his mouth, and she sighed. The pleasure coursing from two erotic places had her reaching her peak quickly. She badly wanted to clench her thighs when her orgasm hammered her, but she couldn’t. Her entire body was held in place, and she couldn’t move. All she could do was cry out as her body rocketed into pleasure.
Suddenly, the mouth pulled away, and the restraints were unfastened.
“Don’t even think about taking that blindfold off,” he whispered into her ear.
As much as she wanted to, she refrained. When she was free, he flipped her over and immediately tied her back up, but his time he had her on her hands and knees. The mouth returned to her clit, and she sighed. Her body still pulsed from her first release, and she knew she wouldn’t last long.
Before she knew it, he pressed into her. The weight of his cock was exactly what she craved. And without the latex barrier, it was heavenly.
“It’s me,” he said.
“I know,” she breathed.
And she knew he was telling the truth. The familiar press of his cock deep into her aching pussy made her feel right at home. He pumped into her, and she moaned as he took her slowly, making her want him more.
“Please,” she begged.
“Please what?”
“Harder.”
His hand slapping her ass tore a moan from her lips. “Do you still want it harder?”
“Mmhmm.”
The bite of his hand stung her ass, but he obliged, thrusting harder into her. How the mouth was still on her clit while he was thrusting into her was beyond her. She couldn’t figure out how they were positioned to make it work, but she didn’t care. She was in her own version of heaven.
His hand fisted in her hair and pulled her head back, pressing deeper into her until she was crying out. At some point, the mouth left her clit, and a hand replaced it.Her body convulsed with a release, but he didn’t let up. The loud slaps of their bodies were all she could hear. It drowned out her own labored breathing. His body slowed into deeper strokes, and she knew he was cumming inside her.
He let out a grunt with his last thrusts, but pulled out of her quickly. His warm semen ran out of her and dripped down her leg. Before she could react, the mouth was back. It licked a trail along the same path she just felt the warm cum. It was back on her clit then, licking roughly until she convulsed with another release.
Slowly, the mouth pulled away, and the room fell silent. Celeste panted, and her legs shook from exhaustion. A door opened and closed, and then she felt the ties being released. As soon as she was free, she pulled off the blindfold and looked around, but it was only the two of them. The mystery person was gone.
“See you next week. Same time,” he said.
**To read more about Celeste’s adventures, check out the link in my profile.**
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/uz0qqo/red_room_third_times_a_charm