Blindfolded Submission: A Wife’s Unexpected Encounter

I’m lying here, blindfolded and tied up, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and excitement. The room is dimly lit, and I can feel the cool wooden floor beneath me. My husband’s voice echoes in my mind, ‘Agree to be blindfolded, tied up, and fuck anybody I invite over.’ I can’t see them, but I can feel their presence, their hands exploring my body. I’m a slut, his slut, and I’m gonna do whatever he wants. The anticipation is killing me, my pussy throbbing with need. I’m ready for whatever comes next, ready to be used, to be fucked. And I know he’s gonna make sure I am.

Bound and Ready for Any Cock

The first one approaches, his cock already hard and ready. I can feel his weight on me as he positions himself between my legs. He’s not gentle, and I don’t want him to be. He slams into me, and I moan, a sound of pure pleasure and submission. I’m his plaything, his whore, and I love every second of it. The room is filled with the sounds of our fucking, the slap of skin on skin, the wet sounds of his cock in my pussy. I’m lost in it, lost in the sensation, lost in the knowledge that I’m being used, that I’m being shared. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.I can feel another presence, another cock, and I know what’s coming next. I’m gonna be fucked by both of them, used by both of them. I’m a slut, a whore, and I’m gonna take every inch of their cocks. I’m gonna be their fucktoy, their plaything, and I’m gonna love every second of it. I’m gonna be fucked, and I’m gonna be fucked hard. And I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come so hard that I forget everything else. I’m gonna be their slut, their whore, and I’m gonna be fucked until I can’t take anymore. And then, I’m gonna beg for more.