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![]() Silk Scarfings The first time my girlfriend pulled out her collection of silk scarves, I laughed at her. I mean, I am a big guy—there is no way those tiny little things are going to hold me down. But she didn’t want to tie me up; she just wanted to blindfold me. I wasn’t too sure about it. I mean, I like kinky fun but who knew what she was going to do! She finally convinced me and put the scarf over my eyes, and I lay there not knowing what to expect. There must’ve been something in the not knowing, you know? Not having any idea what she was going to do next. When she went down on me and was sucking my cock, and putting her fingers in my ass at the same time—something I normally wouldn’t have let her do—somehow it was okay, that I wasn’t aware or something, didn’t have to worry about it. I came so hard and so much, when she pulled the blindfold off, I could see that she was decorated by my come all over her face and chest. Shit, she can do whatever she wants now with that silly silk scarf! Allen S., Biloxi, MS. Ice, Ice, Baby We went into this kinky store together once, and found this blindfold that was leather, and had fur on the inside. At first, Mari was not too into the idea of me blindfolding her—I think it was a trust issue or something. But as we were talking, I was rubbing the fur on her arm and telling her how hot it would be. I could pretend to be the big pirate like in those movies that got her so worked up. Finally she agreed; she even paid for them. They sat at home for a couple of weeks until one night when I thought she’d forgotten about them enough for it to be a surprise. She was watching movies on the couch and I snuck up behind her and slipped them over her head. She sat very still and didn’t say a word, and I picked her up and carried her into the bedroom. I was whispering in her ears all the dirty, nasty things I was going to do to her until she was breathing hard and licking her lips. I pulled all her clothes off piece by piece, dragging the thing out until she was naked and squirming on the bed. Then I started to torture her switching off with ice cubes on her skin and my tongue. She got so hot, she finally grabbed my hair and shoved it between her legs and uses my face and mouth to get herself off. With me helping, of course. When she finally calmed down enough, se said she’d been waiting for me to use them on her for weeks. I use it a lot now. Bill D., Denver, CO Begging For Blindness The first time he used a blindfold on me, I had no idea what to expect. He stood me naked in the center of a room and slipped it over my head. It was leather and fit snugly—no chance of seeing through any stray cracks. He walked around me and was talking quietly, asking me questions in a rapid-fire manner, changing directions on me—I didn’t know what was coming next, or where it was coming from. He didn’t touch me—not for a long time, but he would blow a cool breath down my neck that made me shiver, or I would hear his voice and feel his hot wet words on my ear. By the time he finally did touch me, I was trembling and wet, shaking from the unknown and unexpectedly liking it. He ran a casual finger along my collarbone, so lightly I wondered if I imagined it. Then he ran both his hands down the length of my body, dipping between my thighs to see if I was wet. I was. What followed next was this onslaught of physical sensations and feelings and I didn’t know and couldn’t tell if it was him inside me, or his hands, or a dildo or anything. I came and came and cried and screamed until I thought I would pass out. He laid me on the floor and took the blindfold off and looked at me with love and tenderness and held me. And a day later, I begged him to do it again. Brenda L., Eugene, OR
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