The Blindfold: Part Three

Three Strangers, Two Lovers, One Very Big Bed

They weren’t expecting the very dirty girl they’d unleashed

Graham dragged my spent body to the edge of another shuddering orgasm… then wrapped his arms around me and threw me off the cliff. It was fucking perfect. The perfect way to end an evening of dirty, filthy, glorious sex.

Head on his shoulder, I snuggled into my lover. Inner kitten purring, satiated and content. A tug on the back of my head and the red silk blindfold fell away, leaving me blinking into Graham’s neck.

“Oh, Aoife,” my pussy clenched as his Scottish brogue drew out the Ee-fa of the endearment. He pressed a kiss to my forehead, rubbing his thumb across my lips.

I smiled at my lover and lifted my head, looking around to see who gave me so much pleasure. Eyes wide, I blushed as my gaze met the knowing, satisfied looks on the faces of my newest lovers.

Body humming in the wake of all the orgasms, I licked my lips as Stu, the stepbrother I’d lusted after since my sixteenth birthday and best friend of my fiancé, grinned.

I was disappointed at being blindfolded now, since I don’t know which new-to-me-cock to cum in me was his, but something told me our love affair was just beginning.

Donna, the sexy brunette who’d fucked me with a strap-on dildo, winked at me. Lust-filled eyes stared back at her from a freshly fucked face. I swallowed as I remembered her fingernails digging deliciously into my flesh as she slammed her hips off my ass.

I’d always thought Rich’s wife was hot. Wondered what kissing her would be like. Now I knew what her mouth felt like and the boys’ weekly poker nights would be hella more fun now. Poke her nights, maybe?

Rich, the third friend of the triad and the other new-to-me-cock to cum in me tonight, stood in front of his camera. On a rolling tripod. With a red light above the lens. Huh. I hope that meant what it looks like it meant… video evidence of my night of debauchery.

Better make sure there’s a copy downloaded on every device. I raised an eyebrow and shot Rich a questioning look before my gaze slid down his body. Pussy clenched when I saw him stroking his cock. His long, thick, veiny cock. My mouth watered at the sight of it.

Graham grunted as a fresh gush of desire burst from me and ran down his thigh. I crashed my lips to his, tongue pushing its way into his mouth. Sucked his lower lip between my teeth, nipping and licking it.

“Thank you, Gray. I had a wonderful night.” Hands on my ass, he held me still as he pulsed his still half-hard cock up into my soaked core. “Unnnh…”

“You want to fuck Stu again, don’t you?” Lips brushing my ear, he whispered, “Want to look in his eyes as he fills you with that huge cock of his.”

My pussy clamped down on him. Graham thrust up into me with a groan. I squirted onto his belly as I made eye contact with Donna, who now sat beside us, hands stroking my face and hair.

Quiet. Gentle. Soft as pillows. Her lips claimed mine. Vulnerable, her eyes asked a question I answered when my tongue pushed between her teeth to tangle with hers.

Fingers tugging my hair, she pulled me back, look of longing in her eyes. She bent her head and captured my nipple between her lips, suckling me. Her tongue swirled around my hard peak. She bit down. My back arched, grinding my pussy down onto Graham’s cock and my tits into her face.

“Oh, LilyPad,” Donna licked to soothe the bite, “I’ve had my eye on you for a long time.”

Head spinning, a finger pressed into my asshole. Overwhelmed with sensation, I trembled as it slipped beyond my ring of muscle.

“You like that, don’t you, my good girl?” Rich’s smooth, Kentucky bourbon voice in my ear sent a shiver down my spine. He ran a hand over his wife’s head as she suckled at me, her fingers pinching my other nipple.

Rich tugged on Donna’s hair. She popped up with a smile. He pressed a kiss to her mouth, then one to mine. She pinched both my hard tips, twisting them. Flicking them with her fingertips.

“Shit, Stu, you seeing this?” Graham’s strained voice told me how much he was enjoying watching Rich and Donna work me over.

Sounds of sex filled the room as Graham pumped up into me. Donna and Rich took turns kissing each other, and me, and worshipping my tits.

Rich took one nipple in his mouth. Donna took the other. I held their heads to my chest, clit pulsing. Rich’s finger slid in and out of my ass. Donna rubbed my clit.

My eyes slid over to Stu, wide and full of desire when I saw him stroking himself. Cock hard, thick and purple.

“Is he angry, Stu?” Voice thick with lust, I licked my lips and rode out an orgasm. “Does your big, hard cock want in my hot, wet cunt?”

Breathy. Needy. Wanting. His eyes locked on mine as he stroked harder. Squeezed tighter. Panted as he reached the end of his rope.

“Fuck, yes, LilyPad. He’s wanted a taste of your pretty pink pussy for years.” Transfixed, I stared as his cock twitched. Trembled. The vein on the underside throbbed, his seed visibly moving up his length.

And painted his belly in rope after rope of his delicious essence. I screamed out my release as Graham sprayed my womb with his cum.

I dropped onto my lover’s chest as Donna and Rich stroked themselves to a release beside us, Rich painting my back with his cum.

Stu padded into the bathroom and cleaned himself, returning with some hot, wet cloths. My new lovers cleaned themselves, and then me, up.

Afterwards, we laid together, limbs entwined. Fingers stroked each other’s bodies. I sighed in contentment.

“So,” I giggled as an aftershock rippled through me, “when do we get to watch the video of all of that? Or do it all again?”

Read what happened in Lily’s words:

And in Graham’s words: