I want to be tied up, hand and foot, naked. I’m on my knees, helpless to move. My cock is rock hard as someone kneels in front of me to suck it between hot lips. Someone stands behind me, holding me steady as I feel my hardness throb helplessly beneath the attention of wet, dripping tongue. I know I shouldn’t be letting this happen. I shouldn’t be here in the first place. But now I’m helpless to resist.
My wrists are handcuffed together, but my hands are free. Someone takes advantage of this behind me. I feel coconut oil being smeared into my hand. A hard cock slips between my fingers. I’m not gay – I’ve never been gay. But something about this moment drives me to grasp my hand around that hard throbbing flesh. I rock gently up and down the shaft in my hand, my fingers exploring every nook of pleasure. The lips on my cock increase in passionate energy, and I can hear echos of my moans reflected from the people with me.
Yes, I’m blindfolded. I don’t care that I can’t see my captors. All I care about is the pleasure, the energy I share with these strangers. Age, appearance, gender, social status doesn’t matter in this moment. Nothing matters except the pleasure and connection we share.
I feel safe. I’m captive and helpless, but safe. I can feel, with every throb of my aching harness, that these strangers care for me. Their passion overwhelms me and I am lost in it. I float in a sea of pleasure, wanting nothing more than to give and receive this rapturous, wonderful pleasure. This mutual love that melts between our bodies.
My mouth half opens with moans. I hear the person behind me breathe deeply, letting out a loud cry of happiness… and suddenly my hands are covered in sticky joy. I can’t help but smile. I wish I could taste my fingers. Suddenly the tongue on my cock is gone.
I feel someone else put their breast in my hand. I gladly massage it, caressing their seductive curve and excited, hard nipple. They move away, and I sigh in contentment.
Someone is standing over me. That same nipple is offered to my lips, and I open wide in eagerness. It’s still dripping wet with cum, and it makes me more than happy to clean it with my own very eager tongue. I hear a moan above me and smile. I’m making someone very happy, and that fills me with warmth.
I explore the shape of the nipple with my tongue, eagerly twirling it in my mouth. I gently suck it until it is fully hard and filling my mouth. I want more, and passionately consume it with all the heat I can muster.
Their breast starts to lower, and I follow it with my head. My cock throbs against the side of their leg. It brushes their skin as they lower their body closer to me. I still try to follow the nipple, but it soon floats beyond reach. I look up in disappointment, but am greeted with eager, passionate kisses. They warm my soul and my body, and so I return them in kind, melting into their kisses. Breast against my chest. I sense a warmth approaching my member and moan in anticipation.
At the same time, the cock from before returns. It’s hard once more, and starts to make its way down my back, leaving a trail of wetness on the skin of my back. My excitement grows more than ever…