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115. Blinded

She awakened slowly on the bed
Her vision blinded by a cloth of black
Although she could not see or know my face
She could feel my breath upon her back
A shiver ran up and down her spine
As she felt my gaze upon her naked beauty
I wondered how many men had seen such splendor
To worship this goddess would be my sacred duty
The lightness of my finger touches gave her great delight
As I slowly touched and felt the crevices of her skin
My kisses tantalized her neck and thighs
Her female scent escaping from within
She moaned and giggled as my tongue licked inside
And seduced the very core of her being
Her legs parted to invite me to explore
Enjoying the pleasure of vision without ever seeing
Gently I turned her over and placed her on her back
Her breasts arching upwards to greet my eager lips
My hands stroked slowly her face and neck
And I caressed the contours of her womanly hips
She begged me and pleaded to allow her to see
When she heard me remove my clothing
Instead I kissed her mouth and rosy red cheeks
Spending an eternity touching and exploring
I engorged myself on such a beautiful feast
And used all my manly parts to give her pleasure
When her body responded and begged for much more
I repeated everything from the start for good measure
When at last both satiated the episode did end
I freed her eyes to view and to look upon me
She simply smiled and gave me a wicked grin
Who would have guessed a blindfold could cause such glee?


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