Hallo everybody! It’s been a while since I posted on here but I did promise you a spicier story last time! So, I thought it would be kind of fun to write about the first time my boyfriend and I used a blindfold a couple of years ago. Let me tell you.. it was an experience like no other.. You’d think that by removing one sense, the others are heightened. Well that is true to some extent but it is much more than that. If you’re not able to see, you also can’t really “brace” yourself. It is difficult to put into words and explain but those that have tried it will know exactly what I mean. It makes you feel way more vulnerable. It’s perhaps a bit uncomfortable in the beginning but if you surrender to that feeling, trust your partner completely and truly give yourself over.. There are just not many sensations that come close to that..

The evening began as many others, with my boyfriend and I snuggling on the couch watching TV. I’m leaning with my back against him, my head on his chest.. his left arm is wrapped around me with his hand resting on my stomach. Nothing out of the ordinary.. until I feel his hand slowly creeping upwards to my chest.. I gasped and giggled.. “someone seems to be in the mood..”. I turned towards him and he just smiles. He moved forwards, his body towering over me, making me lay on the couch on my back. Next he lowered his body on top of mine.. and moved one hand in my hair and the other on my side.. It was uncharacteristically bold of him. I tried to make another smug comment but he quickly shut me up by moving his lips to mine and kissing me deeply.. He gyrated his body on mine, parting my legs.. his hand crept under my shirt.. under my bra.. This sudden boldness, this urgent desire.. it made me so hot.. I wanted him.. I wanted him now! and then… he stopped.. Just like that. He stood up and walked toward the cupboard and started to look for something. Lets just say I was a bit more than mildly annoyed and asked him what the big idea was.. “I have a surprise for you! Come to the bedroom in like 15 minutes okay!”

Indeed, after around 15 minutes I heard him calling my name from the bedroom.. I stood up and walked toward the bedroom door and opened it.. The view took my breath away.. The curtains were closed, a beach towel was on the bed and the room was lit by dozens of flickering tealights. Classical music was being played softly in the background and the whole room smelt strongly of vanilla and lavender. The doofus used all our scented tealights but it didn’t matter.. the gesture was so incredibly sweet and I loved it! He was sitting at the edge of the bed in his black bathrobes gauging my reaction. I was totally flabbergasted and didn’t know what to say.. With a smug, confident grin plastered on his face he stood up and walked towards me. He placed his index finger under my chin and made me look up at him. “Tonight is all about you… on one condition”. My eye caught his other hand removing something from his pocket.. a sleeping mask.. like the ones you get from the airport. It was instantly obvious what he meant. I was so excited, I asked him before if he would like to try it one time but he never seemed interested! “Yes! Let’s do it!” I replied with a smile from ear to ear. “Okay Amy, strip completely naked, put on the mask and lay face down on the towel. I’m going to give you a massage”.

I wish I could say I was more elegant about it but I hastily undressed, leaving a sort of naughty “breadcrumb” trail of discarded clothes towards the bed, laid face down on the towel and put the mask on as instructed. My boyfriend followed soon after as I felt his weight shift the bed a bit. I didn’t really know what to expect.. I also didn’t know if he was naked too or still in his robes. All I know was that I was incredibly excited.. I felt him lean over and grab something from the headboard. A few seconds later.. a couple of spritzes of something really cold on my back, making me yelp. “Relax, it’s just the oil sweety!” he snickered as he began to slowly rub the oil into my back and shoulders. The oil heated up really quickly and I just gave in to his strong hands rubbing all the tension and worries away.

He started with my neck and slowly moved down towards my shoulder and upper back.. to my lower back.. and then back up again. It would have been such a relaxing massage if it weren’t for the fact that I was acutely aware of the intension… My naked body in front of him while I couldn’t see.. I was his plaything now and although he was gentle and sweet there was always this flicker of expectation that he would pounce on me and take me. The longer the massage went on the more it smoldered inside me. He knew what he was doing.. He was teasing me.. gracing the sides of my breast with his fingers, moving toward my butt and then backing up again. Now and then he would lean over and kiss my ear.. telling me he loves me with that deep voice.. I tried to tease him back. I’d arch my back and push my ass up like some sort of cat in heat only for him to gently push me back down again. He moved down more, massaging my legs. Up and down.. up and down.. every time he moved up I could feel his thumbs mere inches away from my most intimate part. I was burning up.. I wanted him.. I needed him.. I wanted to beg and scream but I hold out by biting my lip... It almost felt like we were in a competition of who would give in first.. and I was losing badly.

He told me to turn around and lay on my back and I obediently complied. Another couple of spritzes.. another yelp.. and his strong hands were back on my body again. With the same sensual, methodical precision he massaged my front, of course, avoiding touching my most sensitive parts again. He would start with my neck again and move down to my shoulders, then past my breast, almost gracing my nipples, to my stomach and then to my legs. I was literally trembling with excitement, I clenched my jaw to stop my teeth from chattering.. there were almost no new places for him to touch anymore.. I felt it coming.. the anticipation was killing me. He leaned over and kissed me. The surprise feeling of his lips on mine almost woke me from my trance and then in one swift motion I felt his hand move up and grab my breasts. All this teasing.. all this delaying.. I was so sensitive and I couldn’t help but moan. But I wanted more! I opened my legs for him and he didn’t miss a beat. I felt his fingers on my clit and then push forward, “God you’re soaking wet!”. It was good that I had the mask on else he would have seen my eyes rolling because of that comment… After all that, how could I not be! He pushed his finger inside me.. and then his second.. The fires were lit, the flood dams were broken. This little competition of ours had a clear winner and it was him. I couldn’t hold it anymore! In a stark contrast to the romantic atmosphere in the room I begged him to fuck me… to take me… Use me.. Fill me.. and everything in between..

He didn’t reply.. I just felt him lean forward again and grab something from the headboard. “I swear if he’s grabbing that massage oil again and spritzing me, I’m going to kick his ass!!” I thought to myself. But luckily it wasn’t the massage oil.. as I heard the unmistakable sound of a condom being unwrapped. Not long after, he moved in between my legs. “Please.. please.. please.. put it inside me..” I whimpered, as I felt the rock hard head of his cock slowly pass between my lips and enter me. It started out gentle, loving, slow long strokes, like I’m used to when I have sex with him. But for whatever reason it changed, the teasing must have gotten to him too.. he went harder and harder, until the music wasn’t even audible anymore over our bodies smacking into each other. I reached over my head with one hand to brace against the headboard to keep me in place. With my other hand I reached over to his chest. I felt his muscles, the dampness of his sweat.. He was breathing heavy.. almost grunting.. He felt so strong.. it was like I was being fucked by a beast!

Suddenly, he moved his body back and grabbed my hips with both hands, lifting my ass up. He was squeezing me tight and I knew it wouldn’t be long now… the last stretch.. the sprint to the finish line.. I just let the pleasure wash over me and I came with a squeal the neighbours must have heard… But he was not done yet.. He kept going and going. My whole body was screaming for him to slow down but I was determined to endure.. He had earned it. The sensation went way past I’ve ever dared to experience before. You’d think it would plateau at some point but it just doesn’t.. I had difficulty breathing, I felt tingles on the soles of my feet and in my fingertips. Against the darkness of the mask I saw flashes of light, white, green, red and blue. I might have been on the verge of passing out until finally.. with a final thrust he hilted himself inside me and came too.

We were both exhausted, he had collapsed on top of me and we laid there for a couple of minutes just to get our bearings back. Finally, he pulled out and laid besides me. I removed the mask and looked into his face, glistening from the exertion. He stroked my cheek and I smiled, no words were needed. There was nothing left of the beast that had ravaged me mere minutes earlier. All that was left was the man I fell in love with so many years ago.

Well this story got a bit longer than I first anticipated but I may have become a bit excited writing it 😉. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed it and I would love to hear what your experience was using a blindfold for the first time!

XXX

Amy