She was moaning, loving the cock, letting him know it more than she usually did. “Get on the bed.” The memory is blurred, this was in their old apartment, but he remembers her sucking on his cock with all she had, she had spat on it, had taken it deep, jerked it, she had begged for his cum with the unbridled desire of complete intoxication and he was able to take it with all the alcohol he had drank, he wasn't constrained by the imminence of an orgasm. On the drawer, she looked for an elastic to tie her hair. “Come” she said, walking loosely towards the bedroom. They hadn't even finished their glass of grappa when she got up and went to the bedroom.
He took the joint from her hand, smoked some more. She was just jealous, d***k and angry, but the hash was kicking in and the intoxication was becoming complete. She hadn't let go of this girl, even though she probably didn't even remember who she was, what she looked like and what she did. When they got home, both completely frozen by the winter cold, she poured two glasses of grappa and rolled a joint. The entire walk back home they had talked about this girl he had apparently flirted on, or was it that he glanced at her too much for her liking? The whole walk home had been something like “do you find her pretty? Would you fuck her? No, not even that, would you let her suck your cock if she asked, no, she begged you to?” It had been a blurry jealous rant. This was before they had k**s, a few years back. But something is always held back, for protection, or simply for fantasy's sake.įor instance, this one time they had spent the night out drinking. Secret might not be the right word, since he told them to his wife, in part, he shared some of them, he even acted upon them with her once in a while. He had secret desires that came up, fantasies. His thoughts went crazy at all the possibilities. Blindness and desire both have a way of distorting time. It is hard to say how much time passed as he laid there. He heard footsteps leave the room, and then nothing.
#GAY CUM EATING HUGE BLINDFOLDED FULL#
And how well he felt his now full erection, a tight throbbing at the centre of his body. He wanted to be touched all over, a mouth could come and lick his chest, take his nipple, his thigh, suck on his waxed balls.
#GAY CUM EATING HUGE BLINDFOLDED SKIN#
The bed shook a little, but his skin wasn't feeling any contact. When he laid on the bed, he felt her hands grab his left wrist, then he felt something, rope? Yes, rope. He took the eye mask without protesting, he put it on, and the first layer of darkness set in. “Very nice” she said, “now put this on and get on the bed”. His bare body and the beginning of an involuntary erection. His complete body is submerged in darkness, the same pitch black from where the odd faint noise gently bursts into distant echoes footsteps in the kitchen, glasses clinging, the door opening? Closing? She had told him to undress, very kindly she had said it, almost with a smirk, and fully clothed, she had watched him first take off his shirt, then unbutton his pants, pull them down.