"Shall we play a game?" Sally asked, handing Brian a delicate strip of lace.

Adorned in black lace lingerie, she was a vision to his eyes. Brian loved the playful manner in which she teased. But now he thought it was time to take control of the situation and do some teasing of his own.

"Yes, this will make a lovely blindfold for you," Brian replied, taking the material from Sally's hand.

Brian watched as her eyes lit with surprise and delight. He carefully secured the material around her eyes and through her hair. Sally sighed softly, signaling how much surrendering her sense of sight appealed to her.

He leaned into her, his hands gently tying the sash around her eyes by reaching over her shoulders. His mouth was by her ear. "Are you nervous or excited?" he whispered, gently nipping her ear lobe.

She bit her lip. "Excited. I trust you." She turned her mouth to the warmth of his breath and gently caught his lip between her teeth. "Make me feel... " she whispered into his mouth, kissing him.

He took her by the wrists and helped her down from her perch. "Let's start here," he said. 

He guided her to the bed. Standing behind her, he lightly ran his hand up her neck, taking a firm yet gentle grip at her hairline. She let out a soft gasp.

He kissed her ear, nipping it gently, enjoying the breathy sighs he was getting as he teased. "Do you enjoy that?" he whispered into her ear as he gripped a little firmer.

She let out a little sigh, "Mmm-hmmm," as he felt her lean into him, her body soft and pliable. He ran his other hand from her shoulder and down the center of her chest over the soft lace. He reached down her body, reaching in between her legs from behind. His fingers traced over the material that barely covered her sensitive spots, making her knees wobble a bit. She reached out for something to brace herself.

"Mmm, I see you like that," he whispered again as his other hand gave her hair a slight pull, and she gasped a little louder this time. She was responding beautifully. He let her hair loose, and his hands slid over the black lace, over her breasts, gently squeezing her nipples hard beneath the material. "Mmm, I like how your body reacts."

She whispered his name on her breath, "Brian," and arched into his touch as his hand made its way to her back. He grasped her delicate waist and slowly pulled her away from the bed.

"Turn around, Sally, and face me," he instructed softly.

Her body turned slowly. The slight, nervous intake of breath let him know that her lack of sight was still very alluring, and she was nervous but eager to please him.

His hand touched her chin gently as she turned to him. He felt her mouth, gently tracing the soft, plump surface with his finger. He adored the shape of her mouth, the curvature of her lips, and how she playfully bit him occasionally. Her lips parted, and the tip of her tongue slipped out, licking his finger as it passed. He groaned at the sensation, and she giggled as she took his finger into his mouth, sucking lightly and then biting down playfully. Even at her disadvantage, she showed that it takes two to tango.

He took control. His hand went to her hairline, grabbing a fist full of her beautiful brown locks, and tugged. Her neck arched to the pull of her hair as he claimed her mouth with his. His lips crushed down onto hers as the passion exploded within him. His tongue penetrated her mouth as she let out a moan and softened in his grip. She was a perfect mixture of soft and pliant to his roughness, and the way she submitted to his desires made his blood rush with desire. He broke from her lips and released her hair. Her chest was heaving as she struggled to regain control.

"God, you taste sweet. Now, kneel on the floor before me and place your hands at your side."

His commanding words excited her. She slowly sunk to her knees and sat on the heels of her feet, and then her hands gently went to the floor and rested beside her thighs. Her back arched slightly with the grace of a cat as her chest came up and forward, offering him a breathtaking view of the hard points of her nipples through her lace bra.

Though her sight was still bound with the soft lace, she tilted her chin to signal her desire for him to use her mouth. He let his hand drift to the fly of his pants, freeing his erect member as his eyes lingered over the vision of his goddess kneeling before him. "Keep your hands where they are," he commanded softly, "open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

She obeyed without hesitation, and he groaned with desire at the image of her. Throughout his life, the image of a woman on her knees before him, willing and eager, with her mouth wide open and her tongue out, had been the ultimate symbol of seductive surrender. She embodied his desire to perfection. He grasped her hair gently, guiding himself into her mouth. She was warm and soft, and the feeling of her mouth around his cock made his knees go weak. She moaned and moved her tongue around the shaft, making him groan. Her tongue flicked the head as her lips slid down the length, making him grab her hair firmer. He pulled her head gently in, forcing her to take the entire length of his erection deep into her throat.

He moaned and looked down at her, marveling at her ability to please. His eyes drifted down the long lines of her back as he pulled his length from her mouth. She sat back on her heels and waited, her hands at her sides, her mouth open, and her face flushed. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her breasts straining against the confines of her bra.

He took his cock into his hand, stroking the tip across her mouth and over her tongue. He watched her lick the moisture from her lips as he ran his shaft across her mouth again, pulling her head to his groin to receive his cock. Her mouth closed over him as she slowly took it, letting out a little moan of desire. He watched her struggle to take him into the back of her throat, his hand firm at the back of her head, keeping her in place. She moaned as her tongue swirled and licked. She swallowed as she struggled to breathe. He felt her hands coming up from the floor and stopping at his thighs, using them as leverage to get his length further down her throat.

She was making the sweetest sounds of desperation as she worked to take his cock into her mouth, her hands on his thighs. He gripped her hair, pulled her off of him, and then guided her to stand. She wobbled a little as he stood her up and spun her around. Her ass pressed against his cock as he wrapped his arms around her, his hand on her throat. She gasped at the pressure of his hand as he whispered in her ear.

"Your mouth is so hot and sweet," he whispered as he held her to him.

His other hand slipped beneath her lace panties and cupped her wetness, making her hips grind into him. "So eager and willing," he whispered, his fingers stroking her clit, "I think I will have a taste for myself."

She groaned at the loss of his fingers and whimpered as he bent her over the side of the bed. She gasped as his hand came down and smacked her ass on both sides twice. He ripped her panties off her and threw them to the ground. For a moment, he admired the red marks from his hands on her ass before leaning into her. She felt his tongue part her wet, swollen lips, and she moaned. She tried to push back into his tongue, but he held her hips firmly, giving her another spank, making her yelp with surprise. His tongue lapped at her slowly, running over her clit before diving inside her again.

He loved the sweet taste of her cunt as he lapped and licked. He adored the way her moans filled the room, her scent filling his nose as his hands spread her open for him. He could feel her quivering beneath his mouth as she moaned and begged him to let her come. Her desperate cries for relief only enticed him to prolong her torment, making her whimper and plead for release.

She was at his mercy as he held her down, one hand on her lower back while the other spread her wide, her legs trembling, her body shivering with desire. She pleaded for him to make her come, but he took his time, enjoying how much she responded to his touch. He wanted her to remember this night and how he took her to the edge, only to pull her back until she was nearly mad with desire.

As his tongue licked the edge of her vulva, he slipped two fingers inside her. Her body quivered, and he heard her moan his name. He watched her writhe and tremble, unable to control herself. He felt her clench around his fingers, her body going rigid as she cried out again. He loved the way her body shook with the intensity of her orgasm as it rolled through her. He felt her wetness drip onto his fingers, and he pulled them free, sucking them clean. He stood, leaning over her, pressing his still erect cock against her. He reached out, his fingers gliding through her hair as they clenched tight and tugged her head back, forcing her to arch her back, and then he thrust his hips forward, burying himself deep inside her.

She screamed out at the sudden fullness, but he held her firm as he began to move, thrusting into her roughly. He let go of her hair and grabbed her hips, pulling her back to him as she arched further. His eyes closed as the sensation of being inside her overwhelmed him. He gripped her hips hard, pulling her back against his groin, feeling the sting of her ass against his hips. Her back was arched, and she was gripping the bed sheets in her fists, her grunts muffled by the mattress.

He continued to pump into her, his movements getting faster and rougher as he got close to orgasm. He felt his body tensing up as he gripped her harder, pulling her onto him, trying to get deeper inside her.

She screamed his name as she came again, her body clenching around him. He couldn't hold back anymore. He held her tight, his hips pressed hard against hers as he let himself go. He let out a guttural cry of ecstasy as he came inside her, his body convulsing with the force of his release. He stayed inside her for a few minutes, catching his breath. Finally, he pulled himself free and collapsed beside her on the bed. She was breathing heavily as she lay there with her eyes closed.

He reached over to her and gently removed the blindfold from her eyes. She turned her head and smiled at him. Her cheeks flushed, and she seemed completely satisfied.

"That was amazing," she whispered, leaning over to kiss him.

He held her in his arms for a long time, enjoying the feel of her skin against his. They lay together, their bodies entwined, silently enjoying each other's warmth and comfort.

Brian softly kissed Sally on the forehead as he gently stroked her hair.

"That was unexpected," Sally said, breaking the silence. "I had planned on blindfolding and teasing you." She giggled.

"Well, we can try that next time." he grinned.

She nuzzled her face into his chest and closed her eyes.

"Mmmm...next time," she whispered, smiling as she drifted off to sleep.

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