Sitting around the fire pit, having a beer, James and I were talking, and he asked me if I would fuck someone without knowing who it was.

“Do you mean like meet a guy and fuck him that night?” I asked.

"No, like I blindfold you and bring a guy in to fuck you, then he leaves without you seeing who it was,” he replied.

"I have never thought about that, but it sounded like it could be scary and exciting," I answered.

Honestly, the more I thought about what he asked, the more it turned me on.

I was wondering who he had in mind to fuck me, so I could guess who it was. In my mind, I was thinking it would be someone we had already played with. The thought of it being someone I had never been with and didn’t know had never crossed my mind.

The more we talked, the more I thought I would like to try this. It was exciting to think about it.

A couple of weeks passed, and I hadn't thought much more about it when James came in and told me he had been talking to a couple of men who were interested in doing this with me. He said that he wanted me to do it this upcoming Saturday.

I was surprised to hear he had already been setting this up, but I was still up for it. I had thought it was to be one guy, and when he said a couple, that got me a little more excited.

"I hope you will be prepared for this," he slyly told me.

I was thinking about who he could have had lined up. Was it Ken, or maybe it was Lance? I was pretty sure Robert would be one of them.

Over the next few days, he would not answer any of my questions when I tried to get some names out of him. I never dreamed of what I was about to go through. The only clue he would give me was that I knew both of them.

Saturday arrived, and all day I tried to get some clues from James about who I was about to play with. He told me to shower and get ready, as they would be here soon.

Without him knowing, he slipped up and gave me another clue. I knew it would be with two men I had played with before. He would never let someone we didn't know come to our home to play.

Just the thought of this already had my pussy wet. I was giddy with the thoughts of guessing which one of my previous playmates was fucking me. I was trying to remember some specifics of each one so I might identify them. I was positive that when I started sucking them, I would be able to identify whose dick I was sucking.

As he started preparing me for my fun night, he took a blindfold out of a bag and set it on the bed. The blindfold was different from what I imagined it would be. It had straps around it that were not just the stretch straps. It had little latches and straps that routed around my neck and up to the blindfold.

“What the heck kind of blindfold is that?” I quickly asked.

"I know you, and I know you will not follow the rules that we both agreed to. I know you will pull your blindfold off to see who is fucking you. The only way you can get this one off is with help," he laughingly replied.

Once I had my clothes off, he told me, for extra measures, that he would like to bind my hands above my head and tie them down to the bed. He slid under the bed so that he could anchor the ropes he had my hands bound with. I was thinking that it was beginning to get a little dark.

He laid me on my back and pulled my hands and arms up over my head. Then he tied the ropes off, securing my arms.

I was beginning to feel a little helpless and somewhat excited. He then picked up the blindfold, slid it over my eyes, and began fastening the little straps holding it on. When everything went dark, I began to feel a little vulnerable. I knew that he wouldn't let anything happen to me, but there in the darkness, my mind began to wander.

As I was lying there with all kinds of thoughts going through my head, I heard the chime of the doorbell ring. My body tensed, not knowing who would be standing there looking at me spread out on the bed naked.

I heard James start talking to someone, telling them that once we started, he didn't want any of them talking, so that I might be able to recognize them. He told them they could begin, and they should keep it to oral play for a while. 

I heard clothes start to hit the floor. I could hear every little sound they made while lying in pitch darkness. My pussy was already wet when I felt someone get on the bed, spread my legs, and start licking me. The sensation of touch was multiplied in my blindness.

It was just a minute when I felt someone move near my head. I felt a hand on my face, turning it to the left. I felt a hard dick trying to pry its way into my mouth. Once I had this man, whoever he was, in my mouth, I started to try and figure out if I had that dick in my mouth before.

I continued to suck the dick that was in my mouth for a couple of minutes when they moved to swap places. Then I felt mouths start sucking my tits. I had never been so sensitive to touch as I was right then. The sensation of both of my tits being sucked and squeezed at the same time sent tingles to my pussy.

When that stopped, I had another dick prying its way into my mouth as someone began to spread my legs again. I knew this wasn’t the same dick I had just sucked from the length and girth. This one was much bigger than the previous one.

James whispered to my ear, "Have you figured out who is doing what to you yet?”

I couldn’t talk with someone’s dick fucking my mouth, so I tried to moan, "No.”

The guys were still rotating on me, and I still hadn't had one of those dicks in my pussy yet.

As I started to feel my pussy begin to tingle, whoever was eating my pussy slid some fingers in me, increasing the pleasure.

My legs started shivering, and the man eating my pussy was not letting up. My entire body began to quiver and tense as I was about to explode. I arched my back and started squirting from the intense orgasm.

I turned my head to get the dick out of my mouth, saying, “Ohhh, stop, please stop, please let me rest for a second.”

When they stopped, I could hear them as they walked away. I figured they had all gone into the bathroom so I could not listen to them talking. I could hear their voices but couldn't make out what they were saying or recognize a voice.

When the men came back from the bathroom, it all started again. They went back to work on my pussy, licking me without stopping. I had a dick in my mouth at all times, and they repeated their actions of changing positions.

I could taste the pre cum from each dick as they took turns letting me suck them. I wanted one of them to fuck me, but they just kept going down on me until I had another orgasm.

James came to me and whispered to my ear, asking, "Are you ready for them to start fucking you?”

I whispered, “Please, someone fuck me.”

I heard him tell the two men that I wasn’t ready to be fucked and I needed another oral orgasm. My body was aching for relief. I wanted that orgasm to come.

I could hear James talking as he got between my legs, raising them and resting them on his shoulders. I then felt the other two men begin to suck on my tits.

James told the men to watch how I would respond to what he was about to do. I had no idea what he was about to do to me that would make me.

With my legs in the air, I felt James penetrate my ass with my butt plug.  I did respond by gasping loudly as he began to fuck my ass with it.

The two men made a grunting noise as if they were pleased seeing me take something in my ass.

James told them to keep watching me because I was about to have another response. I began to tense, not knowing what was about to happen.

He removed the plug from my ass and then pushed a bigger one in me. I felt my ass stretch further than it ever had.  This was the first time we had ever used that one. I responded even louder than before when he did it.

The two men acknowledged their approval with verbal moans. Afterwards, they went back to sucking my tits, sending tingles to my pussy again. James continued licking my pussy and fucking my ass, causing an increased sensation I have never felt before. The tingles in my pussy began to increase as I was on the verge of another orgasm.

My body was helpless as I wriggled around on the bed with my hands stretched high above my head. I had no way to push James off of me. I began to thrust my pussy in the air, trying to get away from the tongue that was working me over as my ass was getting fucked by the larger plug.

I screamed out, “Stop, enough, please stop!”

All three men backed off from what they were doing, and I heard James whisper to them that they could start fucking me when they were ready, but to make it last.

It was like I had super hearing in the darkness of the mask.

The first man positioned me on my hands and knees so he could fuck me from behind. James unbound my hands so I could balance on my hands and knees for this man to fuck me.

As he entered me, the heightened sense of touch from being in total darkness made me feel every vein on his dick as he pushed it in me. It was nothing less than incredible to feel this as he entered me.

He wasn't fucking me with hard thrusts, but more of a slow-paced, steady motion.

He wasn’t a large man, but he had ample length to satisfy my needs.

I wasn’t thinking about it when James moved close to my ear and whispered, “You have never fucked either one of these two men.”

I wondered who these two men were and where James had met them. It started to excite me more about what he said.

The man fucking me soon stopped and pulled out to let the other man fuck me. This man entered me hard with full penetration on his first thrust, causing me to gasp. He was the larger of the two and knew how to get in me deep.

The first man moved up to my head to push his dick in my mouth. It was clear he wanted me to suck him.  He was dripping with pre-cum and my juices, and I could taste both of us as I began to suck him. The second man fucked me with harder thrusts than the first.

Between the two of them, they had me to the point where another orgasm was beginning, but they would not fuck me hard enough to bring it on. They kept me on the edge, and I wanted to have it.

James again moved up next to my head and whispered, "I did not meet these two men on the swingers' site."

He was giving me clues as to who these two men were, and when he said that, I wondered who they were and how James found them, if not the swingers site.

Being on the verge of orgasm and not reaching it had my mind unclear and unable to think. It was like torture to me.

As the two rotated on me, I begged them, “Make me cum, I need to cum.”

James told me that they were not ready for me to cum, and I would have to wait. As they continued to fuck me, James once again came to my ear and said, "You know these two men.”

It was difficult for me to comprehend what he was saying as the two men had me at the point of orgasm, but would not let me reach it.

The man who was fucking me pulled out, and I felt my ass stretch again as he pulled the plug out of me. He began to thrust it in and out of me, and the combination of pain and pleasure pushed me closer to the orgasm I wanted to have.

I cried out, “Fuck my ass, fuck me hard!" to get him to make me cum.

James whispered, "You talk to them when we see them regularly."

Hearing the things James was whispering to me only made me want to cum more. I began to beg them to make me cum. After a few more minutes, James told them to stop and let me rest.

This was not what I wanted. I wanted to cum. I began to beg them to make me cum and not to stop. My pussy was throbbing, and no matter how much I begged, they stopped everything.

James moved close to my head and whispered, "While you rest, think about what I have told you.”

As I was calming down, I did what James told me and began to recall everything he had said to me. I began thinking whether the things he had been telling me were true or if he was just saying them to excite me.

I heard James ask the men if my body looked as good as they had imagined. He asked them if they thought I would do the things I was doing. I could hear soft mumbles as they were talking.

At that moment, I thought, "Oh no, maybe James isn't just whispering those things to turn me on more. Do I know these men?”

I then felt one man spread my legs and begin to go down on me. Once again, he slid the butt plug in my ass, causing me to gasp louder than I had previously. He slid it in and out as he licked me.

I felt the second man start to suck one of my tits as he squeezed and twisted the other nipple.

Almost instantly, my pussy once again began to throb. I needed to cum and wanted them to get me there quickly.

I had no idea who it was, but one of them lifted my hips as he pulled me to the edge of the bed. He lifted my legs and pushed them over my head, pinning me to the bed. The man sucking my tits stopped and moved away as the other man entered my pussy. The fullness of the butt plug in my ass and the dick entering my pussy was almost more than I could stand.

I was so sensitive to touch that I finally began to cum once the man started fucking me. As my moans got louder, he fucked me harder. He was relentless with his thrusts as he fucked me. He pushed in me and held it there as my orgasm began. I squeezed his dick so hard that I pushed him out of me as my pussy gushed.

I was coming so hard I didn’t want to be touched when I felt him enter me again. I heard James tell them not to stop, no matter how much I begged. The man was fucking me with hard, fast thrusts, keeping my orgasm going. I heard him groan loudly when he shoved in me and held himself there to cum. I felt his dick pump several times as he shot his cum in me.

I only got about three seconds of relief before I felt the second man enter me. Like the first, he went in hard and deep and began to fuck me fast and hard.

I couldn't believe it when I felt my pussy begin to contract and squeeze him when another orgasm started. I cried out for him to slow down when, once again, James told him not to stop and to fuck me harder.

He had me pinned on my back, and I couldn't move. I was helpless there on my back, and all I could do was take the hard thrust he was giving me.

I was moaning, grunting, and almost screaming from the painful pleasure he was giving me.

He continued to thrust his dick in me as hard as he could, and I could hear James telling him to keep going.

Finally, he stopped his thrusts as he began to cum with a loud groan.

Once he finished, all I could do was lie there holding my throbbing pussy, trying to get my orgasm to stop.

Soon after, I could hear the men as they got dressed to leave.

Once they left, I told James to take the blindfold off so I could go to the bathroom. He told me to leave it on longer as he helped me get there.

I cleaned up the best I could without the ability to see, and he led me back to the bed.

As we were lying on the bed, he moved his fingers to my pussy and asked if I enjoyed what I had just done.

I told him that it was the most erotic thing I believed I had ever done, and how my senses were heightened like never before.

As he rubbed my clit he asked me if I had any idea of who the men were.

As my body began to twitch from him rubbing my clit I told him no, and asked if I did know the two men or if he was just telling me that to arouse me.

I didn’t know what I would do if he had brought two men we knew and they knew me to do this to me.

"You have to tell me, were these guys someone we know, or were you just telling me that to keep me on edge?" I quickly asked again, hoping that was the case.

“I will tell you, but hear me out," he calmly said. "Yes, you know them. They were two of the single guys from our group."

The group referred to was a group of our vanilla friends who were not swingers and didn’t know we were.

It was a mixed group of around fifteen people. This group had married couples and singles. We would all go out as a group, or someone would host a get-together.

"Oh no, you didn't, did you?" I asked nervously.

He began to explain that when a few of the guys, from time to time, would be out having drinks, their conversations would turn to talking about some of the other wives in our group that they wouldn't mind fucking. My name came up several times throughout the conversations.

Lying there in total darkness while he was rubbing my clit, I could see their conversation in my mind as my body reacted to his touch.

He continued to tell me that after one of those evenings, he reached out to a couple of them to meet him for a drink. He said he told them that if they wanted to fuck me, he might be able to arrange it. He said he also told them that he was going to blindfold me so I wouldn’t know who was fucking me, and they could never tell me or anyone else what we did, and they agreed.

"What? You have to tell me who they were. I don't think I can go around our friends now!” I quickly snapped back.

"They will never tell anyone what we did. They will never tell you it was them either," he confidently said.

He continued to rub my clit and slide his fingers in me as we talked, bringing more reactions from my body.

He said, “You can’t tell me that you didn’t enjoy it, and that even now, trying to act mad, you still aren't excited. If I tell you who they are, you will act differently around them, so I will never tell you.”

He was right; I had concerns, but I also enjoyed what had happened.

He moved over, spreading my legs as he crawled on top of me. As he slid his hard dick in me, I reacted by raising my legs and spreading them further apart so he could get every inch in me.

The entire time he was fucking me, my eyes still blindfolded, I was thinking about what just happened, and it did excite me. As my body started to react to his thrusts, it began to shiver as another orgasm was coming.

“Just remember,” he whispered, “anytime we are around our friends, there may be two of them that had a good time fucking you and getting their dicks sucked tonight.”

Just thinking about what he just said sent spasms from my pussy to my entire body. He began to fuck me harder, only increasing the pleasure while bringing on another orgasm.

He groaned loudly as he pumped me full of cum. I could feel the warmth as he filled me up.

As I was coming down from that intense orgasm, I asked him again to tell me who I just fucked. He refused to tell me who they were.

Since that night, we have attended a couple of get-togethers with our friends, and it has been difficult for me to look any of the men in the eyes when they would talk to me. I can’t get an inkling of a clue as to which two of these guys fucked me like they did. It could have been any of these men.

There was no way that I could ask any of them if they were one of the men that fucked me for fear of exposing to others what I did.

After each party, I would ask James if the two men were there, trying to get a sense of which two of our friends fucked me that night. He never would tell me yes or no.

 After a while, I quit trying to figure out which two of our friends fucked me that night, but every time we are having something with everybody there, I still wonder which two guys have seen me naked and fucked me. And, I think sometimes, that I wouldn’t mind doing it again.

The more I write about this experience, the more I think I want to do it again.

James has never told me which two of our friends it was.