“I’m not telling you who he is until he’s inside you.”
An hour earlier she had called me for a favor. She knows I have Tai Chi on Tuesdays, but still I got a message saying there was a naked girl with a blindfold on in her bed, and would I mind coming over and teasing her with the head of my cock? Tai Chi would be there next Tuesday I thought.
There was a part of me that knew it was a set up. But that part was convinced it wasn’t for me. Sara likes to play, and she likes to surprise, but not once as I biked across town did it occur to me that I was just as much a toy as her little tied up friend. But I parked, walked up her stairs, and she let me in without so much as an earring on.
“This way,” she said. I followed her down the hall to her bedroom where she put a finger to her mouth. “She doesn’t know who you are.”
She made me wait to follow her in, and it didn’t occur to me until I saw them, that I didn’t know who she was either. Sara had the girl on her back and was straddling her. All I could see was four legs, two cunts, and one ass calling to me with a profound urgency. I stripped down as quietly as I could and there were whispers behind me.
“Shhh,” Sara said. “He’ll be here soon enough.”
I stood behind them, my hard dick in my hand, and a Durex condom dutifully covering it. I had another one in my hand in case I was somehow going to be lucky enough to fuck them both. Sara wiggled her ass as I approached, and when I rubbed against her pussy lips she pushed back. I slid into her, still unable to see the girl lying beneath her. I occasionally got a flash of hair and a blindfold, but her face was covered by Sara’s body even as I started to fuck.
“Oh fuck yes,” she moaned. “He’s fucking me, Babygirl. He’s fucking my tight pussy and it feels so good.” There was a mumble, but I couldn’t make out the words.
“I already told you,” Sara continued. “If you want to know who he is, I’ll tell you. Once he’s in your pussy.”
Obviously, I almost came right then. I had to take a deep breath, stop moving completely, and think about work to keep it all from rushing out, but I was determined to wait.
“Tell me you want it,” she whispered again. “Tell me you want his cock. It doesn’t matter who it is. I know you. You’re a hungry little slut, and all that matters is you get fucked. Isn’t that right?”
There was moaning coming from all our lips and my eyes were glued to the pussy I wasn’t fucking. I was shocked at how badly I wanted her, even though I was balls deep in someone else. Funny how life is.
“Louder,” Sara said, her voice betraying her own want. “Beg for it. Beg like a good little girl.”
I pulled out of Sara in desperate hope, threw the condom onto the floor and rolled another one down onto my cock in a heartbeat. I opened the other girl’s legs wider and rubbed against her drenched cunt until I didn’t think I could bare it. It felt like ages for before Sara said the words.
“Fuck her,” she moaned. “Fuck my little slut.”
The second I slid into her, Sara rolled out of the way taking the blindfold with her. I closed my eyes as I fell on top of my new partner, and when I finally looked at her, my cock was buried so far inside her there was no going back.
“You,” she said, her eyes wide open.
“Oh, fuck,” I said, recognition slamming into me like an express bus.
And then we were kissing and fucking, and Sara was laughing on the bed as she watched us tear at each other with a reckless abandon earned from too many years of want.
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