Message-ID: <5658eli$9711171017@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "Kohl" Subject: a visitor Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1 X-TCP-IDENTITY: Kohl X-ROUTED: Sun, 16 Nov 1997 12:25:12 -0500 Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-message-id: TCPSMTP_GEN.19826.4315@207.177.25.70 I lay half-awake, tangled in my sheets, slightly damp from perspiration. My mind was still clouded from a nightmare, not willing to wake up, but unable to sleep. A slight sound broke the silence of the night, alarming me into full consciousness. The first thing I noticed was a slight constriction around my wrists and ankles. My eyes flew open, and in the light from the moon streaming in the window, I saw a vague shape sillhouetted against the night. Someone was in my room! "So you awaken," the dark voice said. It chilled me and excited me, the voice of this dark stranger. The form moved towards me, his proximmity sending chills down my spine. He reached out, and reached towards me, holding something. I flinched involuntarily, drawing a chuckle from him. "No, my dear, there is nothing to be afraid of...its just a blindfold." He slipped the silky piecee of cloth over my head, seating it firmly over my eyes. "There..." He chuckled again, and I heard him moving through the room, growing tenser by the minute. I had tested the bonds on my hannds and feet, and I was almost completely immobile, spread-eagled on my bed. "Now, my dear, let me get a better look at you." I sensed that he had turned on the light, although I couldnt see anything around the blindfold. He pulled the blanket and sheets off me in a swift motion. I gasped, my nipples hardening from the chill breeze that suddenly played across my naked body. He chuckled softly, and whistled long and low. "Nice." I felt a featherlight touch across one breast, tracing a trail of liquid fire across my nipple and down my ribcage. "Very nice," he chuckled, and again I heard more rustling in the room. It was very disturbing, lying there completely exposed before a complete stranger. To my dismay, I felt a small tingle between my thighs, and just a trickle of moisture beginning there, showing my arousal at being utterly helpless. I must have whimpered softly, because he chuckled again, and caressed my breast softly. "I won't hurt you, my dear. You will like this very much, I assure you. Im just going to give you what you really want." The hand on my breast moved lower, across my stomach and down over my thighs. "Now, where would you like me to touch? I think theres somewhere in this vicinity that craves attention...tell me where." I whimpered again, not answering, trying desperately to hold my hips still. I did crave his touch, and it frightened me. Some small motion must have given me away for his fingers found their way to the hair between my legs and a soft moan filled the room. Belatedly, I realized that the moan came from me, and my hips were raised completely off the bed. "So this is where you want my touch, little one? Here?" He probed lightly into the folds of flesh, barely brushing my clitoris. I moaned louder,, archhing my back, raising my hips to him, unable to deny what my body wanted so badly. Again his rumbling laugh filled the air, but he did not deny me, as he gently rubbed at my clitoris. I let myself relax against the bed, rubbing my hips against his hand. He withdrew his hand, and I cried out loud, my hips straining to find his fingers again. I felt his hands on my hips, raising them, then I sighed back against my pillows as his tongue found the place his fingers had awakened. I lifted my sex to his mouth willingly, wanting his tongue on me and in me more than anything I had ever desired before. He brought me just to the brink of orgasm, and held me there, his tongue gently pushing at my clit, not enough to send me over, but just enough to keep me at the height of agony and ecstasy. My moans and whimpers filled them room, when he breathed warmly over me, and pushed a finger inside my aching pussy, pushing me over the edge into the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. He caressed me until my muscles stopped spasming then drew back, leaving me empty and still needing. I heard more sounds of movement, and rustling cloth, then felt a touch on my face. He slipped a finger into my mouth, and I willingly sucked on it. It tasted strange, then I realized that it was me, that he was making me taste myself on his finger. The finger was withdrawn and replaced with something pushing at my lips. I parted my them, letting what I realized to be his cock slide into my mouth. He tasted salty, and his flesh smelled slightly of soap. Releasing my inhibitions, I drew him in deeply, letting my tongue massage him as he slid in and out, making love to my mouth. I sucked on his cock like my life depended on it, pumping my hips on the bed in time to his thrusts, feeling the dampness between my thighs spreading. He grunted softly and pulled himself from my mouth, leaving me gasping, and searching for the cock with my mouth. "No, dearling, no more of that. You almost make me lose control." He moved away again, and I felt the restraints from my legs released. "Now, Im going to release your hands...but you will only roll onto your stomach and await my further commands." The restraints on my hands were released, and I meekly obeyed him, never even considering trying to escape. "Now, on your knees...but press those beautiful breasts to the mattress. I want to see your ass high in the air, and I want that gorgeous little pussy fully exposed." Again, I obeyed, the cool air on my pussy making me weak with desire. I felt him moving behind me, his hands closing on my hips lightly. He pressed on my ass, drawing the cheeks apart, then I felt a probing at my ass, spreading slipperiness all around the small hole. I felt something being inserted, no paain, just an intense pressure that made me even more aroused. I wondered if it was his cock, but then he did something, and it started vibrating deep inside me. I almost screamed from the sensations, unable to keep my hips still. He chuckled again, and held my hips still as he guided his cock into my pussy. Ii was incredibly full...the vibrations deep in my ass spreading through my entire body, making my pussy clench around him involuntarily as he began to slowly stroke back and forth. I moved my hips back against him, trying to take him harder, and deeper, but he controlled his strokes very carefully. One of his hands left my hip, and I felt the vibrator in my ass being withdrawn, then pushed back in, slowly fucking my ass as his cock was fucking my pussy. He begann to speed up his strokes, his cock starting to slam into me harder, and the vibrator being pushed in forcefully in an alternating pattern. I was mindless with pleasure, my senses completely overwhelmed to all these new feelings. He slammed his cock into me, and shoved the vibrator as deep inside my ass as he could. He took my hips in his hand, and pulled me back onto him as he thrust in, the contact thrilling me. I pushed back against him harder and harder, ashe thrust deeper with every stroke. He let out a growl, and slammed his cock into me deeply, holding me against him as he climaxed deep inside me, the vibrator deep in my ass bringing us both to orgasm together. His cock still twistched in my pussy, and my pussy clenched around him, sending chills thru the other, until he slowly withdrew, and removed the vibrator from my ass. "Be still, my dear," he said as I heard more rustling through the room. I didnt have any strength for anything else, so I obeyed, laying there almost comatose. I felt a feathlight touch on my cheek, and then his lips touched mine gently. Then I sensed the light had gone out, and I was suddenly alone in my room, the results of our pleasure slowly dripping down my thighs. I sobbed softly into my pillow and pulled my blanket back over me, removing the blindfold to make sure he was truly gone. I drifted back to sleep, and in the morning I wondered if it had just been a dream, but the black silk blindfold was a reminder of the best night of pleasure I had ever had. -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /