Delilah puts a blindfold on me. (Handjob/Blowjob/Finger.)

“Why would I be mad?” You kiss Delilah, and she grins.

“I– I dunno. You’re just… I didn’t want you to think I was controlling you or anything, I guess?” Delilah becomes bashful. “So, I can do what I want then?”

You nod, and she climbs off the couch. “Stay there then. I’ll be right back.”

At first, you wonder if she is going to return with some kind of sex toy, but instead, all she has in her hands is a washcloth. You knit your brows at her, and she looks down. “Don’t look at me like that. Hold still!”

She wraps the washcloth around your eyes, blocking most of your sight. You feel Delilah straddling your lap and wiggling. “Can you see me?”

“No,” you tell Delilah. “I can’t see much of anything.”

“Oh,” she giggles and kisses your lips. “That’s good. Because that’s what I was hoping to do~!”

You feel her hands starting to explore your body. They’re agile and warm. They should feel familiar, but they don’t quite somehow. “This is good enough for me… But, how is it for you?”

You focus on her touch. Then, before you can get used to her hands on your torso, you feel her lips press against yours again. Finally, her tongue slipped into your mouth to tangle with yours. The sensation of it all gets you excited, and before you know it, you are throbbing within the cotton confines of your pants.

This doesn’t go unnoticed, of course. After just a few seconds of kissing and touching, she’s fidgeting with you, unintentionally teasing your cock as it silently begs for proper attention. Its constant poking makes her moan slightly. Finally, she places her hands on your shoulders and rolls her waist, rubbing your hardening member with her movements. You let out little puffs of heated air.

A few pants, she giggles. “Your breath tickles, Warren. How am I supposed to focus all of this if you’re breathing this hard on my face?”

You can’t see Delilah when she does it, but you know she’s grinning. She dismounts from you and starts to rub you through your pants with her hands. The sensation is pleasing, to say the least, so you stay still and let Delilah do whatever she intends. Your heart starts to race as you hear your belt being unbuckled and feel your cock being taken out. Soon enough, her gentle hand works less-than-elegant pumps on your rock-hard penis.

A sigh leaves your mouth in a hot boil; her hands are busy– one writing on your penis, the other down her shorts. Delilah did not expect to like this as much as she was. She applies subtle twists between passes. She spits, lessening the friction and increasing the stimulation. You throb in her fingers. You throb more when you feel her tongue polishing your tip. You can hear her swallow before she speaks. “This is pretty hot. Seeing you like this while I jerk you off.” Her grip begins tighter, and her fist rolls around you, causing you to jolt in pleasure. Then, she places a hand on your chest and forces you to lean flat on your back. “Get comfortable~! I’m not done yet.”

Delilah continues her passes, even as she spits. But she doesn’t just spit and rub. She also randomly flicks your tip with her tongue. Her smooth tongue, paired with her delicate fingers wrapped around your hard cock makes it a challenge to refrain from busting your nut now. But, despite all odds, you can hold back and press on.

You feel her other hand joining the joy as she works on your balls. You are gently squeezing and tugging as you are stimulated to new heights. All you can do is focus on her handjob and wet licks as you are forbidden to see what she is doing to you. Each throb you do makes her hand squeeze your shaft, making you shudder. Her hand glides along every inch of your erection. You fidget and then exhale, making Delilah moan slightly in response.

Her wet tongue lols around your glands before her lips lock gently to the head, giving you a thorough wash– it makes you feel sensitive and weak. You control your breathing and lean your head back, enjoying every moment of the phantom blowjob Delilah decided to give you.

Delilah pulls her mouth away from your schlong and just jerks you off with both of her hands. This time it’s faster and rougher. You hear the sloppy strokes as you are cranked. Then, suddenly, she grabs one of your hands and places it on her chest. “You can touch me, too~.”

She tells you this like it should have been obvious, but now that you’ve been verbally (and physically) invited to that, you knead her breasts as she jerks you off. Even blindfolded, you are no problem finding her tits. You grope Delilah roughly and pass her shirt to feel her warm and fleshy mounds. You make circular passes, enjoying the motions as you want the event between your legs.

There is no pause or break. You continue to work on each other in unison. Your hands touch freely. You keep teasing her breasts and nipples while her hands crank milk and play with your balls. You pull at her shirt, and she eventually spares enough times to just take it off for you.

“Let me get on the couch,” she says, flustered as she undresses to her nothing. With Delilah lying on the couch, she forgoes most of her handjob and just starts sucking you off as you finger her pussy. You feel her walls clamp down on your fingers as her tongue races along your shaft like a popsicle.

You poke your fingertips into her pink insides and gently thrash it in and out until she’s moaning. Next, you add your middle finger and gently throw your hips towards her maw as she bobs her head up and down. You try to add a third finger, but she grabs your wrist and pulls away. “Fwah– just the two~!!”

For a few seconds, you finger-fuck Delilah, and she pumps your shaft, but once she’s recovered, she gets back on your meat like a bitch in heat. The only times she pulls away is to breathe and to move her hips along your fingers, fucking herself with your two fingers like they were her own. Satisfied moans and lustful curses flow out in the living room, making everything around you feel hot and intimate.

“Fuuck~ baby! You feel so good inside of me! You’re going to make me cum if you keep fingering me that~!!” She spits on your cock as you work her tunnel, spreading her pussy as you feel her fist racing up and down your rod. You feel her tongue stick out again and twirl around your tip as you screw into her.

You feel one of her hands joining yours as at her womanhood, and you both take turns playing with bud and fingering her gash. You can feel her rocking her hips along your joined digits as she moans. You are both close to your climax now. Your genders are pulsing, and your minds are racing. Though you had the unfair advantage of being toyed with first, Delilah’s body wasn’t used to so much bliss at once and rapidly catching up to you.

Delilah is apparently the first to experience her orgasm. You can’t see it, but you can hear her sharp gasp reaching out to touch your ears. Following her gasp was a quick jolt of her body as her pussy’s walls clamped around your two fingers– now knuckle deep in fucking her interior.

“Haah~ oh! Baby, oh yes~!!” Delilah whimpers; her hand jerks you off faster self-consciously as her orgasm breaks reason in her mind. It feels incredible, and you aren’t sure there’s any point to be holding back anymore, especially as you feel Delilah’s girl-juice drip from your plunged hand.

“I haven’t forgotten about you~,” Delilah promises. Her rhythm returns, and so does her tongue. You massage around her lower torso, and inner thighs as all her movements between your legs are slick and synchronized. You take a handful of her tits and knead them, egging her continue. “You’re so fucking hard! Oh, fuck~!”

Her hand glides all the up and all the way down. Every time she goes up, the motion is faster and feels better than the last—you breathe close to your member before she starts sucking on your balls. You gasp and throb, adjusting yourself on the couch so she can have full access to all your shaft and your sack– every one of your dirty desire is fulfilled as you feel Delilah thoroughly washing your whole package as it’s rubbed down.

You wanted to warn her about you cumming, but she only got the message when the first rope of sperm came jetting out and going over her hand that was doing all the wet work. She gasps and licks the fun, and clear residue from her hand as more of it comes spurting out. “Yes~ let it all out! Yes, baby! Oh, my God! Yess!!”

“Mmm~” You feel her rewashing your tip, and this time you pull off your blindfold to watch her cute little brown-haired head bob up and down on your stiffy. Finally, she sits back and wipes her mouth. “How about that? Was that fun for you?”

You throw the blindfold on the floor and sigh. “You’re a dirty girl, Delilah. That was very enjoyable for me.”

Delilah licks her fingers clean, idly nodding. “Are we done for now?”