You’re lying in the middle of the bed, blindfolded, naked, on your back, a silk tie binding your wrists in place above your head, your breasts splayed sideways across your chest, and your legs spread so I can access every part of your body.
I’ve blindfolded and stripped my girl too and guided her to kneel beside you on the bed so she can hear everything I’m doing to you.
For a while I stand looking at you both – just to tease you and build anticipation. Then as I approach again, you inhale deeply in anticipation of my touch. Your wrists flex against their bindings, but stay firmly tied— you’re totally under my control.
I kneel on the bed above you, my knees either side of your head, my thighs pressing your arms against your temples, your bound hands resting in my lap.
I place my hands on your body. Beginning at your shoulders I run them down to your elbows, leaving the little hairs on your arms standing on end. Then I slide them inward to your belly, wheeling around your navel as if my fingers are miniature birds, circling a flight path around it.
The sound of my fingers on your skin has aroused her. From the other side of the bed you feel slight vibrations. She’s now shifting her weight on the mattress so she can reach down to touch herself lightly.
My fingers continue their flight, shifting higher, swooping up your torso between the wings of your ribs, into the little valley between your breasts. There they part into two flocks. Each climb the opposing mounds of your breasts. Once at the top, they turn and begin circling your areola, like they’re celebrating having reached the pinnacle. After they’ve hardened your nipples, they fly away again, down the slopes of your breasts, back through the valley of your chest, across your belly, through the light forest of your below, right to the special mound beyond.
There they fly around each other teasingly, fluttering against you and tangling together, taking little shallow probing dives between your pussy lips, nudging into your folds, picking up your wetness, dropping it over your special button, gliding over and over you, opening you up.
She hears my fingers on your wetness and a surge of erotic jealousy drives her fingers to begin massaging her clit heavily as she listens intently.
You feel my strong right forefinger run down the full length of your labia, pressing into the base of your pussy, inserting into the dampness there with a little suckling noise, then drawing up slowly, easing your lips completely apart. My finger flattens against you to tease your open entrance, then finally slips right into your wet hole, easing in, just the same as you do it when you’re alone, only my finger is bigger, harder, and a little more forceful.
The vibrations of the bed increase in speed and depth as she touches herself faster too, opening her legs wider, rubbing her clit harder.
Your head swims as my second finger begins pushing into you. The heel of my palm presses into your pubic bone sending an ache across your body, and then the soft fleshy underside of my middle finger presses against your clit, pressing it in and nudging it up and down, slowly, softly as I move my fingers in and out of you… then gathering momentum… a little harder, faster…
She’s listening to every detail of my fingers probing your pussy and my hand rubbing gently but firmly against your clit. She’s touching herself really hard now, following the build-up of pleasure in your body, those goosebumps alighting on your skin as if the tiny miniature birds were landing all over your body.
You soon begin to raise your hips off the bed in ecstasy. As you do, you feel my other hand slide beneath you. That palm is under the cheek of your backside, squeezing it, and allowing those fingertips to curve into the crevice of your ass. Your back entrance tightens a little at first, but it soon relaxes as those fingers begin gently teasing it.
But it’s not just the bodily sensations that are driving you wild. It’s the psychological sensation too – the knowledge that she can hear everything I’m doing to you. The fact that you have me – that, for this moment, you’ve taken all of my attention and touches from her.
As that thought crosses your mind, a little involuntary squeak comes from the back of your throat. I hear you and increase the pace of my movements so my soft palms are hitting your pubic bone over and over, and the fleshy pads of my fingers are rubbing your clit harder and faster. I angle my fingers upwards inside your vagina to get at that sensitive top ridge, and I feel your walls expand, opening up so wide. My fingers are slipping quickly in and out of your gaping wet pussy, just the same way as you do it, but pressing much deeper and opening you further than you could yourself.
Soon, I can tell you’re both nearly ready to cum. The bed is jiggling from her movements and you’re bucking your hips up and down, forcing my fingers as far as they can go into your pussy – so deep they reach your cervix.
You’re overloaded with sensation, so the climax begins. You feel lightheaded – as if the little birds have flown to your scalp and are flittering all around your hair. Your body lifts up and down against my hands as I grip your ass, tease your back hole, and bang my strong fingers in and out of your pussy with a final flurry. The birds are flying crazily around you, lifting off. Your body begins to spasm and I feel your wetness all over the tips of my fingers. I keep thrusting them into you though, as you coat me in your wet orgasm, bucking your hips up, writhing and drenching me with your lust, slamming your pussy into my hand and cumming as hard as ever.
Where are the birds now, as my fingers slow down inside you, milking the last of your orgasm? They’re high above you, but slowly, slowly, settling again – one at a time, alighting on your body, returning to you, bringing you back to yourself.
As you lie there, regaining your breath, I look you over, lustfully. What I didn’t tell you is that once you’ve settled down and the orgasm has rolled right through you, I’m going to start the process all over again. But this time I’m going to tie her to the bedpost and make her watch us fuck[…](https://ibb.co/cY9cKBk)
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jpva59/i_m_fingerfuck_you_f_while_my_blindfolded
That’s… Not how the cervix works… Really hot story otherwise, but I wish guys would stop writing stories about female anatomy without knowing what that anatomy does ??♀️