It always starts with communication. Always clear. Always concise. You know what you want and you know what I need to do to give it to you.

Instructions are given and I will comply. It’s simple really. There’s always apprehension. Especially since you’ve taken away my ability to see you. You were clear, this time I could listen and feel. Lie on the bed, legs open pussy lips spread. This time instead of your delicious cum down my throat it would be on my pussy. Covered in cum like a good little slut.

I wouldn’t be able to see so I could imagine it’s someone I don’t know using my pussy and then cumming on it. The idea had me preoccupied for days imagining your hot cum hitting my bare skin.

So preoccupied that I would do anything to feel it. So setting responsibilities aside, I agreed to meet. My heart was pounding with anticipation while I got ready for you. And then one last minute change. I still wouldn’t see you, but I would be using a toy on myself. The thought had me immediately excited and scared. Id be fucking myself with a toy while he came on me. Using his cum to make myself feel good. My breathing increased and I readied everything. Sent a final message to come in when he was ready and got naked on the bed. I had my toy and ran the tip of my wet and sensitive pussy, feel the head of it against my clit before teasing my hole and then easing it inside.

I began to imagine it was your cock, remember the feeling of you against my tongue, the taste of you in my throat. I imagined you finding me moaning on the bed, fucking my wet pussy and combining out juices together. Pumping my toy in and out I imagined what you’d feel like fucking me. My ears perked up when I heard a sound? Who could it be? It could be anyone. He could change it and have it be anyone he desired. My heart pounded at the thought. The though he might’ve sent a stranger sent me into a frenzy. I hear a belt unbuckle and hit the floor. And then the bed dips with the weight of another person. Someone is watching me as I lay naked on the bed, with my legs spread open, me fucking my pussy. I get wetter. Suddenly I feel him grab my breasts roughly, sensitive nipples pinched and being molded into his hand. “Good, keep fucking that pussy”. I moan in pleasure and pain as he continues to use my body, roughly molding me to his hands, I can feel his strength and can feel how his need to dominate me is barely contained. It’s exhilarating.

I don’t stop pumping my pussy, now drenched and tight. I’m so close to cumming and he’s choking me, and I’m having a hard time keeping from losing control. He stops and I’m told to pull the toy out. And he’s telling me he’s gonna cum on my pussy. I feel a hot drop of cum on my clit and it runs into my open pussy. “Do you feel that” I feel more cum hitting my skin and lips. I’m barely keeping it together, knowing he’s cumming all over me, spurts on my open hole and I know it’s inside of me.

“Keep fucking that pussy” I grab my toy and use it to push his cum deep into my pussy. Im so wet and his cum adds to it. And now this cum is deep inside me, and is mixing me and it feels incredible. The thought and feeling of my toy while he watches me fuck myself with his cum overwhelms me and I clench around my toy tightly, making it harder to pull out and I’m cumming. I cry out and moan. “Don’t stop. keep going” I barely hear from what sounds like far away. So trembling I continue, my pussy so sensitive I know it’s not gonna take long again. I think I hear a belt but my heart beat is loud in my ears. “that’s right don’t stop” and….is that footsteps? I keep going like a good girl and it doesn’t take long, I’m crying out again and feeling how wet my pussy and everywhere is so wet.

After laying there in the quiet room I finally take off my blindfold. I look at my toy that’s completely drenched. My pussy is covered in his cum and mine. I love it. I love the feeling of it on my skin. The thrilling feeling of knowing it’s inside me. That I’ve fucked myself with it. I look at the bed and find it messy with our combined juices. A little lick of the toy and I’m thrilled to find wet taste so good together.

I don’t want to ruin the masterpiece he painted me with so, I decided I won’t. Ill wear him as long as I can. I pull on some panties and enjoy the sticky feeling of him.

A few minutes and a text. And my satisfaction at a job well done.