Blinded BJ #1

*True story

A beautiful warm summers day in Queensland, a work day for most but this traveling gypsy had just arrived to stay at her dear friend’s place for a few days of respite. Sir wasn’t going to be home for a couple of days so I was left to entertain myself.

Christmas was fast approaching and with-it guys anxieties and stress about the festive season seem to be heightening their sexual needs and desires.

I updated my location and the messages from hot and extremely horny men was more than I could keep up with, I paused my account and played a numbers game. I picked my favourite number and scrolled down to see who he was and what he’d written. His profile didn’t jump out at me and his words didn’t excite me but I felt there was a reason I had come across this profile, my numbers rarely mislead me.

I replied to his message letting him know how poor his opening message was and he was lucky to even get a reply but according to his profile he lived in the suburb next to where I was. After a couple more messages it turns out that’s where his workplace is and due to his work, he didn’t want to share a face photo. I ended the conversation disappointed that my numbers had led me to a time waster. Sure, he talked about wanting to meet and what he wanted to do but so many guys do and I’m not looking for pen pals or men that only want their needs met.

I called Sir to share my frustration of just wanting someone to come fuck me without all the messages to make it happen. Sir is fantastic at rejuvenating my mood, inspiring me and occasionally doing some logistics to assist in satisfying my needs, all he asks in return is for some details and a cheeky pic.

I had written this guy off but Sir suggested I give him 1 chance and that is all. We discussed a hot anonymous meet in Sir’s apartment where I could feel safe whilst enjoying the excitement of giving a stranger that I’d never lay eyes on a nice sloppy blow job.

Sir loves the idea of taking me to a glory hole but we have yet to make this happen so this idea excited him as much as it did me…

I messaged him ‘One chance 6:30pm tonight (Tuesday) Street Name – no need to reply unless you are in the street, I will then give you the street number. I will be on my knees naked with a blindfold on waiting for you to come throat fuck me’ and I hit send and waited.

I started replying to some other messages that got me excited, it was going to be a busy and fun week ahead if even half of these guys showed up. I’d lost track of time and forgotten about the message I’d sent earlier when I got the message ‘I’m in the street, what number’.

I was not expecting or prepared for this to happen, I had to act fast. I wasn’t wearing much so getting naked was easy but I had to find my blindfold and wedge the door open for him to come in. I replied with the street number and said ‘when you get here, I’ll give you the unit number, the door will be ajar, come to the only door open inside and you’ll find me waiting. I won’t speak a word, just fuck my face, and leave.’

A couple of mins later ‘I’m here’

I type the unit number and wait, completely naked on my knees beside the bed.

With the door ajar I can hear the footsteps coming up the stairs, the door open and closes, locking behind him. His slow footsteps getting louder on the tiles as he comes closer, he pauses in the doorway and I hear a slight ‘Mmm’ assuring me he is pleased with what he’s been greeted with. He steps forward onto the carpet; I can feel his body warmth near me but he’s yet to touch me. I hear his pants unzip and drop to the ground, his smell is intoxicating and I can feel myself getting wetter with anticipation, craving his touch.

Finally, I feel the tip of his hard cock, covered in precum glide across my lips. My lips open and he pulls away, testing me, teasing me. He teases my lips again but this time with his finger tip, gently gliding his finger into my mouth and over my tongue.

He knew I was craving to taste him; my breathing was changing and my body softening from nervous excitement to trusting pleasure.

His large hand wrapped around my throat, gently guiding me to stand up as his lips met mine for a delicious warm and passionate kiss, something I wasn’t expecting at all but made me even wetter and caused my pussy to ache. He guided me onto the bed and lay me down on my back, this isn’t how I thought this would go but I said I wouldn’t speak…not knowing what he had in mind I had to trust this stranger completely.

On my back he leant down to kiss me again as I felt his hand cup my pussy and 2 fingers slide in, I whimpered with pleasure trying to remain silent as he fingered me deeper and faster before making me squirt all over the bed. Before I had time to catch my breath, he climbed onto of me and slid his big fat cock in my mouth. I had no idea he was going to be so big, my small mouth struggled to take his full girth, he pulled out, rubbed his knob over my lips, spat in my mouth and gently guided his huge cock deep down my throat over and over.

I could hear his breathing changing, he was getting close to cumming when he pulled out, one hand wrapping around my throat and the other putting three fingers down my throat making me gag on them. He then slid his cock in the deepest he could causing me to gag and squirt at the same time as he blew his big hot load down my throat.

While catching my breath he got off me, ran his fingers over my breasts, curvy sides, and stomach before he kissed my forehead and ran his fingertips over my lips, pausing briefly as if to say goodbye.

I lay there motionless as he got dressed and walked out.

I quickly realised I may get a glimpse of him out the bathroom window so I jumped up to go look and only saw the back of him as he went around the corner. He was tall, well built, with short dark brown hair.

I lay back down on the bed to take a moment to savour this hot encounter and wonder who this mystery man was and where was the heads up about the huge cock? A lovely surprise I must say but now I’m left craving it fucking me.

I look at my phone and Sir had just messaged say ‘did you have fun?’ *Sir has an electronic door so he knows when someone goes in or out – great little safety feature when playing.

I called and told sir all about it, he was so proud of me. While chatting to him I got a message from the mystery man…it was a short video and photo of his cock in my mouth to remember the encounter. My numbers didn’t fail me….

We met one more time after this and I still have no idea what he looks like.

*Sir is a wonderful FWB I’ve met through RHP and has been a part of many of my encounters but we aren’t romantically involved and I don’t actually call him Sir but in my stories will refer to him as Sir.

Dec 22