Friday

Friday, 20:11

I open the door and the silence of the house hits me like a wall.

Laura is sprawled face-down on the couch, completely knocked out.

She’s only wearing white lace panties that are literally soaked: the fabric is glued to her skin, almost see-through; her plump little lips and swollen clit are clearly outlined. There’s a huge wet patch that runs halfway down her thigh.

The whole living room smells like pure sex.

Phone buzzes almost instantly.

Blackmailer:

«Today your little virgin broke every limit.

Five loads.

Three of them just from that pig Robert.

She was alone with him for over an hour.

She never took off the blindfold.

She never let anyone touch her pussy… almost.

Watch what your saint did.»

41-minute video. Living-room + bedroom cams.

The video – Friday afternoon

14:03 – Start

Laura is wearing a tiny white crop-top with thin straps that barely covers her tits and white lace panties. The black blindfold is already on tight from the beginning.

She’s on her knees in the middle of the living room.

Jackson and Robert are sitting on the couch, cocks out.

She switches quickly: sucks one, then the other, guiding herself with her hands.

In under ten minutes she’s already swallowed Jackson’s first and Robert’s first.

Jackson comes in her mouth with a long moan; Robert pulls out and paints her face and neck.

15:19 – Jackson steps out “to get water”

Laura is left alone with Robert.

He jumps on the chance.

“Come here, sweetheart… sit on my lap for a bit, the old man’s gone.”

Blind and obedient, Laura stands and sits on him, back against his fat, sweaty chest.

He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her tight against his hard cock, which is already poking up between her thighs under the panties.

“Just a little affection… it’s not a sin if your eyes are covered, right?”

Laura hesitates, then nods.

Robert starts kissing her neck, ears, cheeks. She lets him, moaning softly.

He lifts the crop-top and grabs her 34D tits with both chubby hands, kneading them, pinching her nipples.

Laura arches her back and instinctively grinds against the cock between her legs.

“Just kisses… nothing more…” she whispers, but her voice is shaking with arousal.

Robert shoves his tongue in her mouth. Laura kisses back hungrily, sucking on his tongue.

He slides one hand down her belly and slips his fingers under the waistband of her panties.

Laura grabs his wrist.

“No! Not there! That’s only for my future husband!”

But Robert insists, rubbing over the lace right on her clit.

Laura squirms, moans loud, but doesn’t get up.

She’s clearly on the edge of coming just from that.

16:12 – Robert’s second and third

Robert spins her around, puts her back on her knees between his legs.

He brutally fucks her mouth while still groping her tits.

He comes twice in a row: once down her throat, once pulling out to cover her face and hair.

Laura swallows, coughs, but opens her mouth begging for more like an addict.

16:48 – Jackson comes back and joins

Jackson comes a second time in her mouth while Robert has her back on his lap, kissing her and rubbing her pussy over the panties.

In a moment of distraction, Robert slips two fingers under the side of the fabric and grazes her wet lips for three whole seconds.

Laura lets out a little scream, jerks away, and covers his hand.

“No! Not that! Only over the panties!”

But she’s shaking all over, right on the edge of orgasm.

17:31 – Final load (Robert only)

Jackson says goodbye and leaves “to rest.”

Robert is alone with her again.

He lays her on her back on the couch, legs spread, panties drenched.

He climbs on top, kisses her neck, her tits, sucks her nipples until she’s moaning uncontrollably.

He rubs his cock over the panties, between her lips, without penetrating.

Laura writhes, lifts her hips begging for more.

“Please… please…” she whispers.

Robert comes a third time: thick ropes that land on her panties, soaking them even more, seeping in around the edges.

Laura moans loud, has an orgasm just from the rubbing, trembling all over, without anyone ever directly touching her pussy.

She stays there panting, covered in cum, blindfold crooked but still on, panties glued to her skin like a second layer of white paint.

Robert gives her one last kiss on the mouth, whispers “more tomorrow, my blind little slut,” and leaves.

Laura falls asleep on the couch exactly as I found her.

End of video

I come in the bathroom so hard I have to brace myself against the wall.

Five loads.

Three from a sweaty pig who’s coming back tomorrow.

My virgin fiancée, blindfolded, kissing another man, sitting on his lap, letting him rub her pussy over the fabric until she comes.

And there’s still Saturday and Sunday left.

And she still thinks this is just a secret between her and “good Mr. Jackson.”

And I’m still the only one who hasn’t touched her down there.

Tomorrow will be worse.

And I can’t wait to see it.