Lying on the couch, reading a book, I sigh. The evening has become drastically boring. The day began seemingly interesting; I got up, took a cold shower and got a text message from him, saying that he’d see me later. 20:30, it’s dark and he still hasn’t called me or anything.

About ready to go to bed, when I hear a knock at the door. I get up form my couch and go to the door, only to find that no one’s there.

I shake my head, assuming that I’m either hearing things, being too hopeful, or both. I sit back down on my couch, put my book down, and turn on the television.

Ten minutes later, I’m hearing sounds coming from my bedroom. I stand up, and go to my room. I turn the light on, only to see nothing. I shake my head, mumble ‘paranoia’ and turn to walk out.

As I’m walking out, my lights turn out and somebody grabs my hand. They pull me back into my room and slam the door. They push me up against the back of the door and kiss me, fully, running their fingers through my mess of curls. By now, I know it’s a man, but I’m truly too shocked to react.

He begins to run his hands up and down my body, trying to slide his tongue into my mouth and I try to push him away. He presses my hands into the door firmly and presses our bodies together like little girls slam their bodies together.

I struggle, fear creeping at the nape of my neck while he begins to kiss my throat lightly grazing his teeth against my jugular. I try to get away, but he presses himself into me further, so that I can’t move.

He pulls his lips away from my throat and kisses me again. He lets go of my hands and runs his fingers through my hair lowly. I feel his lips on mine and relax.

‘It’s him,’ I think. I slowly wrap my arms around him, relieved. He pulls away.

“You didn’t know it was me, did you?” he asks The dark makes him impossible to see. I nod ans mumble, “Yes”, quietly.

He kisses me again, I can feel his smile. He pulls me further into the room. He pushes me onto the bed and gets on top of me.He kisses me down to my chest and pulls off my shirt. He unhooks my bra from the front and continues to kiss me.

He pulls away and stands away from the bed. I stare into the dark of the room, trying to see him by chance of moonlight. I can hear him move around the room, and then he lays down next to me.

He pulls me closer to him and kisses me, his hands trailing across my bare chest. I kiss him back, my hands trailing down his side. He pulls of his t-shirt and tells me to take the rest of his clothes off.

I take his jeans off slowly, then I fold them, putting them off to the side. I kiss his lips and pull off his boxers at the same time. He ells me to take off my jeans and panties, too.

I take off my clothes and go back to kissing him. He pushes me into the bed and stands up. I hear him fumbling with the drawer next to the bed. He takes my hands and ties them to the bed post. I attempt to pull at the straps. The leather material grips at my skin, making me shiver. I feel a slight pressure on top of me as I feel his warm breath on my against my neck.

I could tell he was excited as I felt his raging boner pressed tight against my thigh. My breathing becomes ragged and my pussy wet as I imagined his heated flesh entering me over and over again.

The moonlight hits his face and I look into his dark brown eyes before he turns his head and fumbles with the drawer again. His head turns to mine again, shadowed by his hair…but then everything is black. I struggle against my bindings as I get the new feel of a blindfold. I feel so vulnerable and open lying on the bed like that and I’m thrilled by it.

He kisses my neck and begins to bite at my jugular again. He straddles my body and begins to rub his hard cock up and down my leg, kissing me softly.

He slowly moves himself up and down my waist, gently thrusting his hips. He continues o kiss me, sliding his cock gently on my pussy. He teases me with his cock, making me whimper and moan, softly, quietly.

He pulls away, kissing me fully on the lips. He moved too quickly for me to prepare for his hard thrust into me. I dig my fingers into the palm of my hand, staring wide-eyed into the back of the blindfold. He thrusts again, gently, sweeter. He kisses my neck and begins to follow a slow rhythm of thrusting and soft bites on my neck.

He begins to moan, his hands on either side of my head. He thrusts harder, pulling his face away from my neck. The feeling of his cock moving in and out of me drives me nearly insane with pleasure.

He cums at some point and slows himself, and kisses my neck softly, making me moan. He continues with his slowed rhythm, thrusting a bit harder.

I cry out, somewhat in pain, and he continues, gaining speed ever so slightly. Waves of pleasure rocket throughout my body and I dig my nails into the palm of my hand as he thrusts harder, faster. I moan loudly, he kisses my lips.

He grabs my hips, and pulls me closer to his. He goes harder, I shout out in pleasure.There’s a moment of utter silence when he and I cum at the same time.

He rolls off of me and kisses my neck slowly, softly. I lay in silence, savouring the aftermath of our climaxes. He kisses up my neck to my lips, untying me and takes off my blindfold.

He takes me into his arms, kisses my hair, and we lay there for the rest if the night.
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