2009
10.30

I buzz the apartment number and wait for a response. No voice comes over the speaker but the door clicks to let me in. My interest is peaked. I take the elevator and my cel phone rings: “Don’t say anything. Go to my door and just push it open, it is unlocked. You will know what to do when you get in.” Then dial tone. Hmmm, what is this all about.

I reach the door, and as instructed, find it unlocked. Slowly pushing it open, I see that it is dim inside, but there is a flickering candle on the hall table. There is a note, sealed with a lipstick kiss. /Go upstairs to the bedroom, remove all of your clothes, put on the blindfold that is on the pillow and wait. Lie down on the bed, do not take the blindfold off, and do not move or use your hands./ There is only candle light, placed strategically to show me the way. Still no one appears, but there is a light perfumed scent in the air. I find my way to the room, undress and cover my eyes. My heart is beating fast as I am excited, but a little frightened. Music starts, light jazz, female singer, 50’s style with a modern beat. I can feel the air move around me and the bedshift.

A warm, soft mouth is surrounding my flaccid cock. It engulfs it completely, There is no other contact with flesh. It stays and the tongue starts to swirl and play. Gently working up and down, I can feel myself harden and lengthen. No break in the rhythm, just a gentle up and down, up and down. Then it is gone. Cool air replaces the warmth, but I stay hard. A warm wetness laps at my balls, on by one, taking them into the mouth, gently suckling then releasing. Back to engulfing my now rigid cock. Then gone. A few moments pass, I can feel movement, but cannot tell what is happening around me. Teeth on my nipple, gentle pulling tugging, biting. Soft caress then a little harder bite, moving to the other nipple, same routine over and over.

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