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“Don’t move too much,” Arasha says, running her fingers down Trevor’s bare chest. Trevor shivers in response to just the tips of her nails scratching against his skin and Arasha can’t help but smile, not that he can even see her, “the blindfold will come off.”
Trevor groans softly. “Okay,” he agrees.
She leans down, hands on his shoulders, as she presses a kiss to his lips. The kiss surprises him, making his body jolt, even though they are fairly close together. The lack of vision from the baby pink blindfold wrapped around his eyes leaves him more vulnerable than usual. He’s at the mercy of Arasha’s whims and desires, which can be a dangerous place to be with how inventive Arasha can get.
“Let me check this one,” Arasha says as she leans up, hands slipping to above Trevor’s head where his wrists are tied together in a matching pink ribbon, hands bound in a cute bow.
Arasha tests the hold and his wrists are tighter than the blindfold. She hums in satisfaction as she leans back in to kiss Trevor again.
“You don’t know how cute you look tied up for me.”
Trevor swallows nervously. Oh, he’s so cute. He does look good with his long and pale arms stretched over his head, tied in a pretty bow for Arasha. He’s got the blindfold on, his pink tongue darting out to wet his lips. He’s a long and lean line under her where she’s sitting on his thighs. He’s wearing nothing but his boxers and he’s already tenting hard against the fabric.
Arasha shifts forward, letting her panty covered pussy rub against his hard on through their underwear. Trevor shivers, groans. Arasha leans down against him again, her hands on either side of his head, their chests pressed together as she kisses him again. Arasha knows he can feel the weight of her tits against his chest, and she gets the warm friction of her nipples against his skin. She kisses his jaw, his chin, feeling the scruff of his gingery facial hair scratch against her mouth.
“You like me in charge, don’t you?” Arasha says as she kisses his collarbone, “being a good little toy for me and letting me do what I want with you.”
“Yes,” Trevor breathes, tongue slipping out again.
Arasha grinds down against his dick and feels him moan.
“And you know what I want today?”
“What?”
“I want to ride your nice, big, dick, Trevor. I want to feel you huge and bare inside me.”
“B-Bare?” Trevor says, and she sees when his fingers flex in the bindings above his head.
“Yeah,” Arasha says, cupping his jaw, “I wanna ride you raw.”
“Fuck,” Trevor breathes, voice shivery.
“That’s exactly the plan,” Arasha says with a smirk.
She scoots backwards so she’s sitting on his thighs. Her hands smooth down his stomach, following the thin trail of hair that leads to the waistband of his boxers. She dips her fingers beneath the band, peeling them down.
“Hips up,” she requests and Trevor lifts his hips, allowing Arasha to get his boxers to the bottom of his thighs, his hard dick springing free.
Arasha wraps her hand around his cock, stroking him. Trevor’s hips twitch upwards, chasing her touch that has come as a surprise to him. The head of his cock is shiny, pre-come beading at the tip. Arasha slides her hand upwards, circling around the head, letting her thumb slip over the slit.
Trevor groans softly, a soft blush creeping up his chest, to his neck, a delicious pink that Arasha wants to sink her teeth into. Trevor is cute, he’s sweet, he gives up his control to her with ease. He’s fun to play with in this way, to tease, and fuck, and wring all those cute sounds out of.
Arasha strokes him from the base of his cock to the tip, getting him fully hard in her hand.
“Can’t wait to feel you inside me.”
“Arasha,” Trevor whines.
“Alright, alright,” Arasha says, stroking him again before releasing his cock and sliding up his body. As she goes, she sheds her panties, peeling them down and letting the fabric catch around her thigh, slipping to her ankle as she moves up the bed to Trevor.
Arasha straddles him again, this time, with both of them bare, his cock glides along her thighs and belly, smearing pre-come against her skin.
Trevor moans just from that contact and Arasha smirks at him despite the fact that he can’t see her.
“I think you really like not being able to see and touch, huh, Trev? You’re so keyed up.”
“Don’t know if it’s that or just you.”
Arasha presses a kiss to his cheek. “So sweet.”
Trevor tilts his face up, lips pursed a little, like he wants a kiss, and well, who is Arasha to deny him that? She kisses him, his tongue slipping into her mouth and Arasha hums in surprise.
“Trev!” she slaps his chest playfully.
He laughs. “Don’t act like that is the most scandalous thing we’ve ever done. I’m blindfolded right now.”
“Fair.”
Arasha gets a hand at the base of his cock and Trevor gasps because he hadn’t been expecting the touch. She holds him steady as she raises herself up above him, lining her pussy up with his dick. Arasha lowers herself and the wide head of his cock nudges her slit, rubbing slick against her folds.
“Mmm,” Arasha moans, deeper, louder than she might because Trevor’s other senses are heightened with the loss of his sight.
He feels good slipping against her opening. Arasha teases them both with the movement, playing at sinking down on to him, but keeping him shallow, letting him slide slippery over her pussy, smearing pre-come against her lips.
Trevor is breathing heavily and Arasha can tell by the pink on his face and the clench of his jaw that he’s trying his best to hold back, to be patient, to let her take her time. Still, she notes when his hips twitch upwards, chasing her, desperate to feel her wrapped around him.
“How bad do you want me on your cock?” Arasha asks, letting him slide against her pussy again.
“More than anything,” Trevor responds breathlessly.
“I got you, baby.”
Arasha finally begins to sink down on Trevor's dick, feeling him open her. He moans, mouth going slack as her warmth surrounds him. He’s big, perfect, as Arasa lets gravity tug her downwards, and she takes every inch of him.
Trevor arches and she can see where he flexes his hands over his head, desperate to touch her, maybe to cradle her hips, help her slip downwards on to his cock. Arasha feels that thrum of heat pool in her own belly at both the fullness of Trevor inside of her and the needy way he’s squirming with need, how he can’t see her, can’t touch her, all he can do is feel her pussy tight around his dick.
Arasha squeezes around him and Trevor’s mouth falls open on a moan, tongue dragging wetly across his bottom lip.
“You’re way too cute like this,” Arasha says as she finally lets her body sink down on to him, taking Trevor fully, feeling him throb and pulse inside of her naked and bare.
“Rasha,” Trevor groans.
“I can see how bad you want this.”
Arasha circles her hips slowly, adjusting to the feeling of having all of him inside of her. She grinds on to him as Trevor takes deep and shaky breaths.
“You’re so excited,” Arasha says, planting her hand on his chest again, “like you could come at any second.”
“Shit,” Trevor whines.
“Yeah? You like that idea? Busting inside me because you’re that keyed up? Coming before we even start and shooting your load into my raw pussy?”
“Arasha!” Trevor moans, voice strained like he’s in physical pain and she feels when his hips twitch upwards and he can’t help but to fuck into her and try and get some relief.
Arasha uses her hands on his chest as leverage and then leans over Trevor’s lithe body, beginning to ride him properly now, unable to resist when she feels his cock twitching and his hips rocking upwards, trying to fuck her.
Arasha sets a normal pace, nothing too quick or too slow. She rides Trevor’s cock, feeling the head of his dick brush all the deepest spots of her, making her shiver in return. A part of her wishes she had left one hand untied and asked him to rub her clit while she rides him, but this is nice too.
She almost pulls off all the way before dropping back down, her ass settling against his crotch, pussy swallowing every inch of him. His body is pulled tight, like an arrow, hips twitching upwards, meeting Arasha thrust for thrust. Arasha is the one that lowers her own hand between her thighs, brushes her thumb against her own clit.
She moans, loud, free, and Trevor’s hands flex again.
“I’m touching myself,” Arasha explains, “rubbing my clit while I ride you, Trev.”
“Please,” Trevor begs, “wanna touch you.”
“I know, but you’re doing so well. You’re being so good for me.”
Arasha circles her own clit and shivers, tightening around his dick.
“Fuck.”
“Maybe I should pull off your dick and just ride your mouth to get myself off,” Arasha says.
“N-No!” Trevor pleads, “wanna feel your pussy.”
Arasha slows her pace, dragging against him, as if she’ll pull off of him.
“Please, Arasha!”
Arasha does pull off of him, letting his cock slip out of her and Trevor whines. He’s hard and shiny, and Arasha rocks forward to rub herself along his glistening shaft. Trevor hisses, cock so red, dribbling pre-come, throbbing with need.
“You really want my pussy?”
“Yes!” Trevor gasps.
Arasha holds him at the base of his dick and then lines herself up with him, sliding down with ease, not stopping until he’s fully seated inside of her. Trevor moans, and his arms flex, wrists tugging at the ribbon around his wrists.
Now that Arasha is back on top of him, she resumes her pace, speeding up this time, hands sliding up to his shoulders to brace herself as she all but begins to bounce on his cock.
“Fuck, there you go, Trev.”
Trevor groans, and if Arasha could see his eyes, she has a feeling that they would be rolling in the back of his head. His mouth is open and his body moves to meet hers, arching into the places where their bodies touch.
Arasha leans back, riding Trevor’s dick. She feels good, sexy, in power, and Trevor is amazing inside of her. She shifts, trying to find that spot inside of her to let Trevor hit it, to send sparks up and down her spine. As she searches, she lowers her hand back between her legs, thumbing her clit in circles slower than the way she’s riding him.
It’s a turn on to see him so keyed up, to see him so needy, to feel him throb raw and bare inside of her. She’s turned on too, head swimming with foggy, blissful, pleasure.
Trevor, despite being robbed of touch and sight, he still knows her, and he must know what she’s doing. He arches his hips on her next stroke down and then the head of his cock hits her g-spot.
“Trevor!” Arasha gasps. It’s her turn to be surprised by him.
He lifts his hips, nails that spot again, and Arasha’s head tilts back, her own eyes fluttering in pleasure as she hangs on to his chest, clinging to him as he fucks into her.
“Want you to come,” Trevor breathes.
“You’re getting me there.”
Arasha lowers her hand back to her clit, rubbing herself faster than before, making her body tremble in pleasure coupled with what Trevor is doing to her.
“I want you to come too. I want to feel you blow inside me, baby.”
“Fuck!”
Arasha fucks herself on his cock, letting Trevor’s hips meet her move-for-move. He’s bringing her there, right to the edge, and Arasha trembles, touching herself through the ministrations.
Arasha shudders as she comes on Trevor’s dick, digging her nails into the skin of his chest as she shivers apart. Trevor fucks her through it, chasing his own orgasm. Arasha manages to lean forward, and she uses her hand to shove the blindfold off his eyes as she catches him in a kiss.
Trevor blinks in surprise, eyes warm, dark, dilated in pleasure. She cups his jaw, kissing him deep, filthy, like she’s trying to steal his very soul.
“Arasha,” Trevor mumbles against her lips.
“Come in me, Trev,” she whispers against his mouth.
Trevor groans, eyes shutting, body tied for her, and then he twitches, dick throbbing inside of her as he comes. She freezes on his cock, feels him shooting his load deep and hot inside of her.
She kisses him again, stealing all his sounds as he comes. She kisses him through the fog of his orgasm, until he comes up again, until she parts to let them both catch some air, all but panting against each other’s mouths.
“Holy shit, Arasha,” Trevor breathes.
“Yeah?” Arasha asks, trailing her nail against his scruffy jaw.
“Yeah. That was incredible.”
Arasha settles herself over him, draping her body against his, keeping his softening dick inside of her, squeezing around him and earning a hiss from Trevor.
“Good, because I have so many more ideas.”