[M]y Claire-voyant B[f]

“Do you trust me?”

We’ve been together for a while now. Why would he ask me that? This is the man that I’ve been having sex with for 7 months. The man that I walk around the house in sweat pants and no makeup in front of. That met my family. That I let try butt stuff that one time. How could he not be sure if I trust him?

“Of course I do,” I told him.

He looked at me seriously. “I want you to really think about it. This is different. You know I will take care of you. But I need you to be willing to trust me completely.”

My head was spinning. We were in the main bedroom of the cabin. I was sitting on the bed and he was standing facing me. We’d been discussing this weekend for a month. The sex hadn’t been bad… in fact, far from it. We had gotten to the point where we knew each other’s bodies and could bring out the best feelings in each other without much effort. But that was part of the problem. It didn’t take much effort. It wasn’t as exciting as it used to be. Orgasm had become routine and the passion had… changed.

This weekend was supposed to be a sort of sexual vacation for us. He hadn’t given me any details. We had discussed fantasies and desires one night before he told me he had an idea, but it would take a while to set up. The next month had been very exciting. He dropped little hints and details– he had rented a place up in the mountains, he left an order form for handcuffs where I could find it.

Since we started planning the “vacation” some of the sexual thrill had returned to our relationship. The night after I had found the receipt for the handcuffs, I blew him on the couch. Surprise; out of nowhere. We were watching Netflix and out of the corner of my eye I saw him adjust himself. I had been turned on all day and desire overcame me. I leaned over, kissed him on the cheek and then knelt in front of him. He asked if I dropped something, but quickly figured out what was going on as I slid his gym shorts and boxers off. His cock was already hardening as I put it in my mouth. The taste and scent of him really got me dripping as I made quick work of him. Wiping my bottom lip, I got up, kissed him, and walked to the shower. In the steam my hands explored myself while my thoughts returned to the way his cock twitched as my tongue tickled the underside of its head and the sounds he made as I fondled his balls.

Now we were actually here and he was asking me something I hadn’t prepared for. He was asking me to give myself over to him completely. It was all a bit intense, but I looked up into his eyes and nodded.

“Good.” He smiled. He leaned over and kissed me. My arms wrapped around his neck as he lowered me onto my back. I was still trying to think through all the possibilities to figure out what he was going to do, but his persistent lips were pulling me away from my thoughts and into the moment. His hand found my hip and worked its way under my shirt and up to my breast. My head rolled back and he kissed and sucked on my neck. He pulled my shirt off and I momentarily sat up and removed my bra. While I did so, his hands were in my hair, lifting it away from the back of my neck, where he softly bit and nibbled.

The cool air in the room made my nipples harden. It wasn’t long before he was lifting my ass off the bed and sliding my shorts off. He left on my tiny red g string I had bought especially for this weekend. By the way he glanced down at it, I think he could see the wet spot spreading through the material.

After a couple minutes of his hands teasing my nipples and squeezing my ass, he stood up. “It’s not fair,” I said. “I’m nearly naked and you’re still wearing all that.” He was wearing nice khaki pants and a polo shirt. Very unusual for him. He’s generally much more casual.

“I guess we should fix that. Close your eyes.”

I closed them. But after a few seconds when nothing happened, I cracked one open and tried to see what was going on through my eyelashes.

“Uh-uh. No peaking.” He said. “I guess I’ll have to do something to protect against your curiosity.” I had shut my eyes tight when he caught me and now I heard him walk to the side of the bed. His hand covered my eyes. I felt the fingers of his other hand slide into my hair, then he lifted my head off the bed. His hand moved from in front of my eyes, changing my world from black to red before it was quickly thrown back into a deeper darkness by something fuzzy being pressed across my face. I felt the strap of the blindfold snap against the back of my head before he pushed me back flat on the bed.

I could hear him walking around to the other side of the bed. A drawer opened. He grabbed my right arm. I instinctively fought against his pull before remembering and letting him position me. He placed my arm out to the side of my body, not pulled tight in a way that would be really uncomfortable, but far enough that I couldn’t use it to cover myself in any way. I felt the cold metal of a handcuff wrap around my wrist, then I heard the other cuff as it was fastened around the bed frame. He walked back around the bed and fastened my left arm in the same way with a different pair of cuffs. Then he walked away.

I could hear the jingling of his belt and the rustling of his pants being pulled off. There was a sound on the other side of the room- as if he tossed his pants at the wall. I felt so exposed waiting for him to come back to me. It was tantalizing knowing that he was most likely watching me. I was hyper-aware of the rise and fall of my breasts. I shifted my legs imagining his eyes falling to my pussy. My panties were definitely sticking to me. I bit my lip. Squirming. Silently imploring him to come take me.

I could sense him approaching from my left. Soft steps. The room felt different with his approach. I could feel his warmth standing right next to me. I turned my head toward him. Something seemed different. He smelled different. I breathed deeply trying to figure it out. It wasn’t just different soap— that was definitely different from his usual type— even the musk of his arousal smelled different. Before I had any more time to think on this, I felt something press against my lip. The spongey firmness of his cock pushed against me as I opened my mouth to take him in.

Now it all made sense. The taste was different. This cock was girthier than I expected. This wasn’t his cock. I pulled back, slightly horrified. I heard him say, from across the room, “You’re OK.” I turned my head toward him, my heart thudding. “Do you trust me?” He repeated his earlier question.

“Yes, but are y-”

“Then don’t question me.”

I nodded.

“You’re not being very polite to our guest.”

I slowly turned my head back to my left. I could tell the stranger was still standing there. Where had all this come from? We had discussed involving other people before, sure. He knew it was a turn on for me. He knew what kind of porn I watched. But I never thought we would do anything like this. I never thought I would get the opportunity to do this. It was all kind of overwhelming. A stranger’s cock had just been in my mouth. Thinking about it more— a stranger was most likely looking at me, almost completely exposed. And my boyfriend had set all this up. My boyfriend had arranged this for me. I became aware of the tingling building in my pussy. I was still very wet.

“Open your mouth.” His voice sounded calm. Reassuring. Dominant. A shiver went down my body. I opened my mouth. Nothing happened.

“Stick out your tongue.” I did so. I felt the cock, poised right outside my lips. My tongue flicked across it. I leaned my head up, taking it in my mouth again. It had been a while since I had sucked a new cock. It was amazing how different it felt. It was thick and filled my lips differently, but it was also shorter. As he pushed his hips forward I was able to take all of him in my mouth, his pubic hair brushing against the top of my nose in a surprisingly pleasant way.

I wanted to look up at this stranger. To see him. To know who was in my mouth. I realized my boyfriend could see me with this new cock in my mouth. I wondered how he felt. I must’ve looked concerned or slowed down my sucking in some way because from across the room I heard, “Keep going. You’re beautiful with a cock in your mouth.” I renewed my energies sucking this new cock. Bobbing my head up and down. Swirling my tongue around the head. It was already starting to leak a few sweet drops of precum into my mouth. I wanted to reach up and grab his ass… to pull him to me… to animalistically claw at him while he buried his cock in my throat. But my hands were bound. I was here, exposed. My breasts bouncing. My check wet with spit and precum. My pussy wet with desire.

I could feel the warmth radiating from my pussy. My stranger was starting to make noise. I was getting more and more turned on by the cock in my mouth I had almost forgotten about the one across the room. A hand on my pussy made me jump and shudder. “Oh, you are so wet,” my boyfriend said in a breathy voice. I nodded in his general direction. His strong fingers slipped inside the band of my g string and I lifted my ass and as he pulled it off me it stuck to my sopping pussy.

I felt a soft warm thing press onto my clit and a shudder ran through me. His tongue began to slowly massage me. I spread my legs and rolled my hips, opening myself to him. His hot breath grazing my lips. His tongue slipped down tracing my opening. He kissed me, pulling parts of me between his lips, his tongue darting out and into me. How could I already be so close without being touched before? My legs were shivering. I became aware that I was moaning rather loudly— muffled due to the forgotten cock in my mouth. My tongue moved occasionally over it out of reflex. The stranger had slowed his pushing as well. Maybe he was watching?

Suddenly, I felt the stranger reach down and pinch my nipple fairly hard. My back arched. The tongue swirling around my pussy combined with the feeling of a stranger’s cock half down my throat and those calloused fingers on my nipple was too much for me. I was cumming. My legs clamped down around my boyfriend’s head. My eyes rolled back beneath the blindfold. The handcuffs rattled against the bed as I shook, wave after wave pleasure rolling from my head to my curled toes, radiating from my hot nipples and my dripping cunt.

After I came down from the high of that orgasm, I realized my boyfriend was no longer between my legs. The stranger’s cock was still in my mouth, still rock hard, but he wasn’t really doing anything with it at the moment. I moved to start sucking on it again when I felt a hand in my hair. I was turned abruptly to my right. A cock was there, being shoved into my mouth. I opened up and let it in. It was my boyfriend’s familiar cock. I was so happy to have the taste of him again. To get to pleasure him for what he was doing for me. He was being rougher than normal, but it just served to turn me on more. His hands in my hair moved my head back and forth on his cock. After a minute, he pushed me down flat on the pillow and straddled me, his feet above my head. I felt his hand close around my throat. He leaned over me and slid himself into my mouth.

Slowly he pumped himself, fucking my throat while I was powerless to move. His hand pressed against my airway, his cock sliding deep into me. His balls rubbing against my face. I felt so naughty. So controlled. So fucked. I didn’t even remember the stranger until I felt his cock start to push inside my pussy.

He was thick, but not too think. I was so soaked from all this that he slid in pretty easily. Wow. It was a crazy sensation to be both so horny and so stimulated at the same time. To feel two cocks sliding into at the same time. To know there were two sets of eyes watching me get completely fucked; devouring me. I sucked harder and hard as I felt the cock in my pussy speed up. I was moaning and cumming and feeling things I wasn’t even entirely sure of. My head was light. I felt tiny fireworks of orgasmic tingles bursting in places I’d never imagined.

Suddenly my throat was full of hot thick cum. My boyfriend was groaning. I swallowed and swallowed, accepting his load while his cock spasmed inside me. The stranger’s hands were on my hips as he pounded into me. Suddenly he pulled out and cum shot up across my stomach and breasts causing me to shiver. I rolled as much as I could away from my boyfriend and curled my legs up to my stomach. My arms were numb and tingling. My body was shaking and I was laughing hysterically.

As my breathing returned to normal I felt lips pressed against my own. Sensing it was my boyfriend, I kissed back passionately. “Are you ok?” he asked.

“Yes. Thank you,” was all I was able to get out.

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