Blindfolded, Fantasy Became Reality
A Fictional Story by billnyethehighguy.
I asked Ira one night during after-sex cuddles, “You know when I blindfold you and fuck you with a strap-on you always cum so much harder, and your pussy creams a lot, what would you do if I really did it? If I brought in someone else to fuck you while blindfolded?” Ira said she was nervous and still unsure, but that it also excites her. I reminded her that if I ever did it and she was uncomfortable with it, we have our safe phrase to end everything immediately. “I think I want Pizza.” She said she was nervous, but trusts me, and she is my fuck toy to do as I please. I told her I loved her and kissed her forehead. Ira smiled, said I love you too, kissed me goodnight, and rolled off to sleep.
I hardly slept all night as I kept thinking of how I could safely pull this off. I finally came to the conclusion I was going to ask an old friend of Ira’s named Greg that she used to hook up with before we got together. The guy was not far away, seemed very down to earth based on the way Ira described him. It helped that he had a cock exactly like Ira’s favorite dildo, which is probably why it was her favorite. Long, thick, and slightly curved. So I messaged him on Facebook, introduced myself as her boyfriend, and asked if he wouldn’t mind calling me, as I am doing a special present for Ira for her birthday coming up and am trying to get a nice quote from people who knew her throughout the years. He agreed to call me after work.
He called a couple hours later. After saying hi and chatting for a few, the vibe was great. We had a lot in common. I can see why Ira liked him before. After a few minutes, I finally came clean about why I reached out to him. Explaining that I wanted to surprise Ira with him fucking her while blindfolded at the beginning, but it could come off as creepy once she is ready. He said he would absolutely be down to join us and that this wasn’t his first time being the extra guy for a couple.
He understood that Ira could say no immediately and would have no hard feelings. I explained how I was going to blind fold her and give her a massage. I told him I would text him when we got started, and I would leave an extra key for him in an envelope at the front desk of the hotel we would be staying at. So I set the date, then went home to prepare and tell Ira I had a surprise for my favorite fuck toy.
That night, I teased Ira in bed by making her wear a blindfold and eating her out and saying things like, “Wouldn’t it feel so much better if I was eating you out while there was a big thick cock thrusting in and out of your pussy? Wouldn’t it be so hot if I tied you up, blindfolded you, got you all worked up, and then secretly let somebody in so they can have their way with you? Use you like a fuck toy, filling you up with their thick cock.” I worked Ira’s mind like that for a while until she came hard on my fingers and my face. I told Ira that this weekend she should be ready to go out and have a nice time, then go to a hotel room and get tied up and used as a good fuck toy. Ira said she was excited.
The weekend finally arrived, and I could hardly contain my excitement. I’d booked a nice restaurant downtown for dinner, nothing too fancy, just enough to set a romantic mood and build the anticipation. Ira wore my fav pair of pants that hug her gorgeous ass, and a shirt that hugged her thick curves with a low cut to show off her cleavage. As we sat across from each other, her sipping on a cocktail, I couldn’t stop teasing her under the table, running my foot up her calf while whispering about how sexy she is and how I couldn’t wait to see her cumming hard like a good girl later. She blushed and squirmed in her seat, her eyes sparkling with that mix of nervousness and arousal I’d come to recognize. We talked about our past role-plays, how she’d always cum so hard when blindfolded, guessing which dildo was stretching her. “Tonight’s going to be special,” I said, my hand brushing her thigh. She bit her lip and nodded, her cheeks flushing deeper.
After dinner, we headed to the hotel room I’d reserved a suite with a king-sized bed, dim lighting, and plenty of space for what I had planned. Greg was already waiting in the lobby bar as we had arranged. He knew the rules: no talking unless I signaled, follow my lead, and if she used the phrase “I think I want Pizza,” everything stops immediately. No questions asked.
Once we were in the room, I poured us some drinks to ease into things. Ira was giggling, a little tipsy from the cocktail at dinner; I pulled her close for a deep kiss. “Time to get you ready, my favorite fuck toy,” I murmured against her lips. She smiled and nodded eagerly, her breath quickening as I led her to the bed. I had her strip down slowly, watching her peel off her pants from her gorgeous ass, then slowly remove her shirt, then her lace bra and panties, until she was naked and trembling with anticipation. Her nipples were already hard, her pussy glistening slightly from the teasing at dinner. I tied her wrists behind her back with soft silk ropes, loose enough for comfort so she isn’t lying on her arms if she is on her back, but secure enough to make her feel helpless in the best way. Then came the blindfold, plunging her into darkness. She let out a soft sigh, as if her mind was relaxing by letting everything out through that exhale.
I laid her on her stomach and started massaging her neck and shoulders. I could feel her stress melting away. Her breathing slowed, her shoulders dropped, and her hips relaxed. I slowly massaged her upper body, then moved to her feet.
I worked her feet for awhile, focusing on the spots that would entice a moan or sigh out of her. Then I began my way up her legs. First the calf muscles, then the quads, then the inner thigh. When I would bring my hand up her inner thigh, I would lightly rub on the lips of her pussy, which was soaking wet.
After awhile I laid her on her back and massaged her arms and then worked on her chest. Taking time to massage each breast slowly and pinching and kneading each nipple until hard.
Once done, I kissed my way down her body, teasing her nipples with my tongue, sucking and nibbling gently until she moaned. Then trailing lower to her pussy, spreading her legs wide and inhaling her scent before diving in. Her hips bucking as I licked her clit in slow circles, my fingers tracing her inner thighs. “Mmm, you taste so good,” I said, my voice low. “But imagine if there was more… if I had a surprise for you.” She moaned, whispering, “Please, Bill… use me however you want.” That’s when I texted Greg it was time. He slipped in quietly a few minutes later, and I motioned for him to undress and wait at the foot of the bed. He stripped quietly, his cock already semi-hard, thick and ready.
I kept her distracted, sliding two fingers inside her while sucking on her clit, building her up until she was on the edge, her breaths coming in short gasps. “You ready to be a good fuck toy?” I asked, and she nodded frantically, her body tense with need. But instead of me putting on a strap-on and fucking her, I guided Greg forward. He was rock hard, his cock glistening with pre-cum as he positioned himself between her legs. I watched as he rubbed the head against her slick entrance, teasing just like I’d instructed, running his cock up and down her folds, circling her clit until she was whining.
Ira gasped at the warmth, at the realness of it. “Oh god, that feels… different,” she whimpered, but there was no fear, just curiosity and heat in her voice. Greg pushed in slowly, inch by inch, stretching her just like her favorite dildo, but with that something that was missing before, the pulsing, living warmth. She arched her back, moaning loudly as he bottomed out for the first time, his balls pressing against her ass. “Fuck, it’s so thick… so real,” she panted, her body trembling. I leaned in close to her ear. “That’s because it is real, baby. Your surprise is here to use you like a good fuck toy. You better cum hard on his cock for me.”
She froze for a split second, then let out a deep, throaty moan, her pussy clenching around Greg’s cock while her body surrendered and started to cum for the first time that evening. Moaning loudly, “Oh my god, Bill… he’s so much bigger than you,” her voice breaking as Greg started thrusting, slow and deep at first. His hands gripping her hips as he fucked her with deliberate strokes. I watched, my own cock throbbing in my pants, loving every word. I’m a cuck at heart, and hearing her say it out loud sent a thrill through me. “It’s stretching me so wide… hitting spots you never could with your little cock. Deeper, please, fuck me deeper!” She bucked her hips to meet his thrusts, her tied hands straining against the ropes.
Greg obliged, picking up the pace gradually, his thick cock sliding in and out with wet, slurping sounds that filled the room. He leaned forward, his hands roaming her body, pinching her nipples, then sliding down to rub her clit in time with his thrusts. Ira’s moans grew louder, more desperate. “Yes, right there! His cock is touching places you’ve never reached, Bill! It’s so deep, so full… I can feel every vein.” She came hard again, her body convulsing, squirting a little as she screamed, “Yes!! I’m cumming! So much deeper!” Her pussy clenched rhythmically around him, milking his cock, but Greg held back, grunting as he slowed to let her ride it out.
Greg wasn’t ready to be done yet; he pulled out slowly, his cock shiny with her juices, and flipped her onto her stomach, her ass in the air, wrists still bound behind her. I helped position her, spreading her cheeks as he slid back in from behind, pounding her doggy-style. The angle let him go even deeper, and Ira buried her face in the pillow, muffling her cries. “Oh fuck, Bill… his big cock is so deep, places I wish you could hit! It hurts so good… don’t stop!” I reached under to rub her clit, my fingers slick with her juices, which ended up sending her over the edge again. Her second orgasm hit like a wave, her whole body shaking as she begged, “Cum inside me… please, fill me up!”
Greg groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic, and with a final deep push, he buried himself balls-deep and came, pumping his cum deep into her pussy. I could see her lips gripping him, some of it already leaking out as he filled her. Ira moaned through her aftershocks. Greg was still in her but starting to get soft. Ira giggled and said, “Even getting soft, he fills me up more.” We all laughed at that one. Greg pulled out slowly, his softening cock covered in his and her cum.
I untied her wrists but left the blindfold on for now, helping her roll onto her back. She was a mess, sweaty, flushed, with cum dripping from her well-fucked pussy. “That was amazing,” she panted, reaching for me. But I had more in mind. I got between her legs and started slowly eating her out. I leaned up and said, “We are not done yet, Ira. You get him ready for round two.” I signaled Greg to come closer, and signaled for him to guide Ira’s hand to his semi-soft cock. She wrapped her fingers around it instinctively, stroking gently. “Mmm, so big and warm,” she murmured. Then, without prompting, she leaned forward and took him into her mouth, sucking lazily at first, her tongue swirling around the head to taste their combined juices. “Tastes like me but better…” she said between licks, getting him hard again as she bobbed her head, taking more of his length.
While she worked on Greg, I was looking at her pussy, which was puffy and glistening with his cum. I dove in, lapping at her folds, cleaning up every drop. The taste was salty and musky, his load mixed with her sweetness, and it made my cock ache from how hard I was. Ira moaned around Greg’s cock, which was now fully hard again from her expert blowjob. “Oh Bill… eating his cum out of me while I suck him hard? You’re such a good cuck… it feels so good.” I tongued her deeper, sucking his seed from her depths, my face buried in her wetness until she was clean, squirming, and ready for more.
Greg was rock hard now, thanks to her oral skills. But this time, I wanted to be even more involved. I untied the blindfold and let Ira see Greg for the first time that evening. She laughed and said, “I thought that cock felt familiar. As she was saying this, I got undressed and suggested a position change to heighten the intensity: I lay flat on my back on the bed, and guided Ira to straddle my face in a reverse cowgirl style, her pussy hovering just above my mouth so I could lick her clit from below. Greg positioned himself behind her, kneeling on the bed with his knees on either side of my head, entering her from behind in a modified doggy position. This way, as he thrust into her deeply, I could watch his cock pump her pussy while I licked her clit. The setup was amazing for me, being so close I could smell their arousal, feel the heat, and taste their juices.
Ira gasped at the dual sensation, her hands bracing on my chest as she ground down onto my tongue. “Oh fuck, yes… Bill’s tongue on my clit while your big cock stretches me? This is heaven.” Greg, finally feeling more comfortable, chimed in with a low growl, his voice rough with lust as he pounded her. “You love this cock, don’t you, slut? Tell me how much you enjoy it filling you up, hitting you deep.” She arched her back, moaning loudly. “Oh fuck, it feels so good, fuck me harder, DEEPER.” She turned her head slightly toward me, taunting sexily with a wicked smile. “Hear that, Bill? His cock is hitting spots yours never will, stretching me wider, going deeper. You’re such a good boy licking me while a real man fucks me… maybe if you do a good job, I’ll let you taste his cum again.” Her words fueled me, and I licked her clit faster, swirling my tongue in circles as Greg sped up, their bodies slapping together, his balls smacking my chin with every powerful thrust.
Ira came again soon after, her pussy contracting around Greg’s shaft, pulling another load from him as he groaned and filled her once more. “Take it all, you sexy little slut,” he said, emptying deep inside her. As her orgasm subsided, Greg pulled out slowly, his cock slick and spent, a thick glob of cum immediately starting to drip from her stretched pussy. Without missing a beat, Ira shifted her weight and lowered her cum-filled pussy directly onto my face, grinding down so I could clean her out again. “That’s it, Bill, eat his cum from my pussy. Taste how much better he fills me than you, ” she taunted breathlessly, her juices and his cum flooding my mouth as I lapped eagerly, swallowing every drop while she moaned in post-orgasmic bliss. The musky, salty mix was intoxicating, and I didn’t stop until she was spotless, her body trembling above me. We collapsed in a heap, spent and satisfied.
Finally, after the second creampie, I removed the blindfold. Ira’s eyes widened when she fully took in Greg standing there, spent and smiling shyly. “Oh my god, Bill… that was incredible, you both were incredible, thank you,” she said, pulling me down for a kiss, then doing the same to Greg. Then she pulled me in to cuddle her. Greg dressed and left discreetly, thanking us via text later. And saying he is available anytime we need. Ira replied, saying “see you again soon 😘”
We cuddled for awhile afterward, her head on my chest, both of us buzzing from the high. “You okay? No regrets?” I asked, my heart racing as I hoped she’d share more details. She smiled up at me, tracing a finger down my chest. “None. It was exactly what I needed, being used like that, but knowing you were in control. And god, his cock… so much bigger, stretching me in ways yours doesn’t. It hit spots I didn’t even know I had, places you never reach. We won’t wait 7 years for the next time.” Her words made me hard all over again. I love hearing that shit. And just like that, my fantasy had become our reality, stronger than ever.
The End.
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