Out of nowhere, one evening, James told me that he wanted to do the blindfold sex again. He reminded me how erotic it was for him, and I had to agree that it was erotic. I told him I didn't want it to be with any of our friends again, but yes, I was open to doing it again. He told me he had someone in mind who would like to do it with me, and if I were open to it, he would talk to him and set something up for the weekend. I asked him who it was, and he told me he couldn't tell me because it would ruin the reason for the blindfold. He also told me that even though I said I didn't want it to be one of our friends again, the guy was a friend, but he wanted me to do it regardless. He told me that this time he would remove the mask when we finished because he wanted me to know who it was.

The way he said that, in my mind, I was unsure if I wanted to do it again, especially after telling me he wanted me to know who it was when we finished. Just talking about it was making me wet and horny, but I had doubts. A couple of days later, he told me everything was in place to have this erotic experience, and he was sure I would enjoy it. When I began to question him, he told me he would answer as many as he could before we did this when things were in place.

Saturday afternoon, we drove to a nice hotel and got checked into our room. Once we were in the room, he unpacked his bag and laid out the mask, soft ropes, butt plug, and vibrator. He was prepared to make sure I had a good time. As I looked at everything set out on the little desk, my mind began to wander about who he had talked to for this and why he made a point that he wanted me to know who it was. Later in the day, he took his shower, and when he was done, he told me to get mine done before my mystery man showed up. Remembering the other time we did this, I was getting a little excited at the thought of what I was about to do. While I was excited to do this again, I didn't want to expose this side of me to another friend of ours.

I finished my shower, and James already had the ropes under the bed and out for use. As I was getting my makeup on, he got a text on his phone, and I was sure it was from whoever he was going to have come to the room. I had concerns, remembering the other time we did this. He told me the guy would be here in around thirty minutes, and he needed to prepare me for what he had planned. He told me to get on the bed on my back, and he put a couple of pillows under me, raising my pelvis to get me in place. Each time he would tie an arm or a leg to the bed, I would shake a little. I was getting nervous but excited. Once he had me bound, he put the mask on me, and I felt that feeling of vulnerability I had felt before. Thinking about what I was about to do, I began to feel that I didn't want to do this with an unknown friend again. I asked James if it would be okay not to go through with it, and let's go home. He urged me to continue and insisted that he was sure I would enjoy it. He appeared to want to do this, so I said Okay.

He crawled on the bed and moved his already hard dick, oozing pre-cum to my mouth. I could tell that he was stroking his dick to push his cum into my mouth.  He told me he would try to answer my questions now, but not anything specific that would identify who was about to have his way with me.

He told me that he was a pretty close friend who he knew wanted to fuck me and that he wanted me to take good care of him. He also told me he believed that I would enjoy being with him. I asked him just how close a friend this guy was. He told me I knew him very well and had talked to him several times in the past week. I immediately tried to remember everyone I had spoken with in the last week, but couldn't recall anyone. I then asked if it was a guy that I would like to be with, or if I had mentioned that I would like to fuck.. He told me he didn't recall if I had talked about him, but thought he would be a guy I would have a good time with.

James ran his finger across my pussy and commented that I was getting wet and must be getting excited. I couldn't deny my excitement, but it was combined with concerns. If I knew this person well enough and had seen him often enough that I had spoken to him a few times in the past week, it could have been anyone we knew. He again urged me to do this and not to worry about it. He was confident that this guy would keep everything to himself. Even though I agreed to continue, I hoped that James could see my reluctance. James told me that if I didn't want to do this, I should say so now so he could call the guy and cancel. I was nervous, but I wanted to do this and told him I wanted to continue.

I heard his phone ring, and when he answered it, he said he would come down. Chills ran through my body knowing that another man that I knew and had been talking to recently was about to walk in the room and see me spread out on the bed, and he could have sex with me. I was nervous and yet excited.

James told me that he was going down to meet him and would be right back. I heard him walk out and close the door, and he left me tied to the bed, legs spread open, and by myself. All kinds of thoughts went through my mind.

When I heard the door open, my body tensed, wondering who was standing there looking at me and if it was really just one guy. I heard mumbling coming from the bathroom as they whispered to each other. I couldn't make out what was being said or recognize the voice. When they came out of the bathroom, James told me he had one more thing he was going to tell me.

He got on the bed, leaned down to my ear, and whispered to me that he was going to step out for a while and wanted me to show our friend what a dirty girl I was and not hold back. I tensed up even more when he continued to whisper that he thought that to make this even more erotic than last time, I could do this solo since I liked it so much. He assured me he trusted this guy since we knew him, and I would be safe. I knew that James would never put me in a position where I could be harmed, but I was still both nervous and excited.

Before I could say a word, I heard the door open and James tell him to enjoy himself, but he could only fuck my ass if I told him he could, as he walked out the door. I heard the man walking closer as he was getting undressed.

I felt a hand on my leg moving up my body. I was left tied to the bed, completely exposed, alone with a man that I knew but didn't know who he was. As he moved up my leg and got closer to me, I could smell his cologne. It wasn't a smell I thought I recognized. I began to try to remember who wore that cologne.

The sensation of smell and touch was again amplified in the darkness of the mask as I felt his finger move from my clit down to my ass. It caused a light twitch in my body. Every nerve in my body was on edge. As he moved up, he paused and took one of my nipples in his mouth as he held my tit firmly. The sensation went straight to my pussy when he did. I began to moan softly as he moved from one nipple to the other.

Not knowing who this was or what he was going to do next almost had my entire body tingling. My breathing became harder as I felt him get closer, and I could tell that he was getting in a position to get himself in my mouth. I told him if he untied me, I would suck him better. I got no response; he wasn't saying a word. I felt the pre-cum on my lips as he began to push into my mouth. He was thick, and he was very hard.

After just a minute, he pulled out and began to make his way down my body. His every touch caused my body to twitch. I could hear his breathing as he moved down. He positioned himself between my wide-open legs, and I felt his tongue touch me. I moaned lightly as he ran it up and down my pussy. I tensed as he slid a finger in me slowly. When he pulled it out, I felt him touch my ass and give a little push as if he wanted to enter me there. He repeated that action a couple of times.

I was so turned on I couldn't think straight. I had a sense that he wanted to put a finger in my ass, and just then, I would have been okay with it. Thinking about what James told me before he left, I told the guy that he could use the butt plug on me if he wanted to. It was like I could feel him walk to the table and pick it up.

I realized when I felt the tip of the butt plug that I had no way to control how he would use it since my legs were spread open and bound to the bed.

This plug is four inches long and has three sizes of balls. I could tell, as he would put the first one in me and then pull it out, that he wanted to test me. He repeated that two or maybe three times before I felt it go all the way in my body. Every muscle in my body tensed as I raised my hips to try to stop it. It was so quick, I had no choice but to accept it. He quickly began to lick my pussy, taking my mind off the pain from the stretch of my ass. I could feel pressure from my ass as he began to remove it while he licked me. I asked him to be easy with it as I felt my ass stretch again while he was removing it. My body began to buck as he repeatedly pulled it out and pushed it back in, pausing only a second or two to lick my clit. My body was so sensitive that I was about to orgasm from this. I knew he could tell I was about to explode when he pushed two fingers in me and began to finger fuck me hard and fast. My pelvis raised, and my body was stiff as a board when I exploded and began to orgasm and squirt. I begged him to stop, but he wouldn't. He kept finger fucking me, and my orgasm wouldn't stop. I was begging him to stop for just a second. I felt a brief moment of relief when he pulled his fingers out of me before I felt the butt plug being pulled out. I demanded that he be easy, but he didn't stop, and it was hurting so good that I don't think that I really wanted him to stop. He fucked me with the plug a few seconds longer, making me shake my body wildly. I was relieved when he pushed it back in me and left it there. I think he was giving me a break to catch my breath and try to relax.

Whoever this guy was, he knew how to make a woman orgasm hard, and I have yet to take him in my mouth for any amount of time or fuck him. As he got back on the bed, I could tell he was next to my head. He turned my face toward him so I could take him in my mouth. He only gave me a couple of minutes to pleasure him before he pulled away.

I was tired of being tied to the bed and wanted freedom to move around. I asked him if he would take the ropes off for me. He didn't answer, so I asked him what I could do to get him to release me from the ropes. I was so turned on from everything he had been doing, and not knowing who he was, I was prepared to do whatever he wanted me to if he would untie me.

I felt him move his hand back to my pussy and grab the butt plug. I knew he was about to work me over with it again, and my body tensed in anticipation. He stopped short of pulling it out, and he went back down on me and once again slid his fingers in me. I could feel another orgasm about to hit me. I believe it excited him hearing my moans and groans get louder as my orgasm came. He quickly moved on top of me and pushed his dick in me hard, hard enough to make me gasp. He was hard and rigid, and I could feel him as he pushed his dick as deep inside me as he could. My body was shaking, and I guess that it was the idea of not knowing who was fucking me and that I talked to them last week, had me more excited than usual. And the fact that I was so sensitive to touch from being blindfolded and tied down only made it more exciting.

For no reason I knew, he stopped and pulled out of me. He began to undo the ropes on my legs and roll me over to my knees. Positioned on my knees, I felt him begin to rub his dick up and down my pussy, causing me to jerk each time he rubbed over my clit. He pulled the plug out of me with one quick jerk, causing me to gasp loudly. I felt him move his dick down lower and stop just long enough to begin to push into my ass. I quickly told him no, and I didn't think I wanted him there. He paused only a second, and I felt him push a little more. I told him to stop once again. He backed off and shoved the plug back in me as quickly as he had removed it, causing me to gasp once again. He then pushed himself back in me hard and deep repeatedly. I could feel my pussy begin to pulse and throb from the fullness of him and the plug as he did.

I am not sure if it was his size or maybe the angle he was fucking me, or perhaps the idea of me not knowing who was fucking me, but the sensation was incredible. My body was shaking, my knees were weakening, and I didn't think I could take much more. I soon felt his body tighten as he thrust himself into me harder. He was about to cum, and I could feel his dick begin to swell and throb. I could feel the pumping of his dick as he filled me with cum.

Once he finished, he pulled out and immediately grabbed the butt plug and fucked my ass with it. Even though it made me gasp, he didn't stop. I felt his finger begin to rub my clit as he continued to take my ass with the plug. My body tightened as I raised my hips in the air. I was going to cum hard again. Once it hit, I began to squirt my juices everywhere, and he kept on pulling the plug out and pushing it back in. I begged him to please slow down, but he wouldn't. I screamed out for him to please stop. I wanted to hold my pussy in my hand to help end this orgasm, but I couldn't.

Once I calmed down, he began to untie the ropes on my hands to let me up. He helped me sit up and get to the edge of the bed. He moved me toward the big window and had me stand there. I knew I was standing in the window, but had no idea if anyone out there could see me. I was getting more turned on, wondering if anyone was looking.

I had no idea who this man was who did these things to me, but I did enjoy it even though it was someone I knew. I wasn't sure if I wanted to know. Maybe it would be better if I never knew, so I wouldn't have to regret anything.  He was good and knew what he was doing, and in my mind, I hoped I would have the opportunity to get together with him again. I didn't care if he knew me or not. I had so many feelings that I wasn’t sure what I wanted.

As I stood in the window, he stood behind me. He reached around and began to rub my clit and, at times, slip a finger in me. As he rubbed my clit my body would not stand still. I was moving, trying to keep a rhythm as he rubbed me. He kept me facing the window, and this excited me. It didn't take long before my body jerked and wiggled due to another orgasm coming. Each time he would kiss my neck, it only made my clit tingle more. My legs were weakening as the orgasm came, and it was difficult to stay on my feet. When I exploded, he had to hold me up.

Once I regained my balance, he began to undo the straps on my blindfold. I recall wondering if I truly wanted to know who he was or let him know that I knew who he was. I had such mixed emotions and deep down, wanted to know who this mystery man was that had just done almost everything I liked to me. Suddenly, he stopped releasing the buckles on the mask. I couldn’t decide if I was relieved that I wouldn’t have to know or disappointed that I would never know.

I heard what I believed to be the sounds of him getting dressed. I had to determine if I wanted to know who he was or not. I had to say something, and I guess out of desperation, I told him that I wanted to continue playing with him in the future, and if he wanted my ass, he could have it the next time we were together if he would help me take the mask off.

I was surprised, seeing who he was. I had no idea, nor would I have ever guessed, if I hadn't taken the mask off.