Blindfold Mayhem
She began tying House's wrists to the bedposts with discarded ties he kept in the closet. After finishing with his wrists, she moved down to his ankles. When she was done, House lay completely naked, his body sprawled across the sheets. He began to sweat with anticipation, and his cock began to throb at the thought of being inside her.
“Stacy, what are you doing?”
“Shh…one more thing.”
Stacy was dressed in nothing but a light pink negligee. She crawled up House’s body with a piece of fabric in one hand. His erection glided against her belly and both tingled at the touch. As she made her way up until she was face to face with House, she kissed his lips passionately and tied a black blindfold around his head. The last thing House saw was the glistening of Stacy’s brown eyes before the fabric covered his pupils and darkness enveloped him.
“You are so bad.”
“You have no idea.”
Stacy reached down and began to rub House’s dick. She could feel it pulsate in her delicate hand with each swift motion.
“Oh yeah, harder!”
“You like that?”
“Mmm…yeah…” House’s moaning was increasing and Stacy could sense he was almost at the brink.
“Hold on…” And with that, Stacy let go and got off the bed.
“What are you doing?”
“You’ll see.”
In fact House wouldn’t see, his eyes were covered, and he couldn’t remove the damn fabric even if he wanted to, because his hands were restrained. The room grew silent as House’s moans ceased. All of a sudden, House heard the clanking of keys, the pitter pat of footsteps, and the slamming of a door.
“Stacy? Stacy?” No answer. Stacy had left and House had a feeling she wouldn’t be coming back. He lay on the bed unable to untie himself. He tried stretching his neck out, hoping his teeth could reach his wrist, but the straps on his ankles prevented him from moving. He started to rub his head against the pillow to shake the blindfold off, but Stacy had tied it too tight. All of a sudden there was a knock at his door.
“House! Answer the door.” The voice was all too familiar with him. It was soft and full of youth. The voice was that of Allison Cameron.
“Go away! I’m sleeping!”
“How could you be sleeping if- ugh never mind. The patient’s liver is shutting down. We need to talk.”
“Put him on the donor list. Leave me alone.”
By now Cameron was getting agitated. She began to jiggle the handle and found that he door was unlocked. House heard the door creak open, and he began to panic. How could let his prettiest duckling see him like this?
“Cameron, just go away!” House began to yell from the bedroom. Cameron sensing something wrong in the tone of his voice, began to walk down the hallway towards his bedroom. The door was slightly ajar and as she pushed it open, she spoke.
“What did you do- OH MY!” There staring her right in the face was House’s naked body.
“Yeah, yeah. I told you to go away.”
“Wow! I don’t know what to say!”
“So you finally got to see me in my prime. Now will you untie me and get out of here?”
“No!”
“What do you mean no?”
“I want to have a little fun first.”
“Don’t you dare, Missy, because once I get out of this, you’re in big trouble.”
“House?”
“What?”
“I’m rubbing my clit.”
“What?! Oh god!”
“Yeah, I’m inching my hand into my pants right now. Oh god! My body is shuttering at the light touch of my fingertips. I’m making my way into my panties, playing with the elastic band. Oh yes! There we go. I’m rubbing my hard knob for you. It’s swelling for you to be inside of me.”
Cameron took her focus off what she was doing and turned her attention to House’s now hard length. She saw the blood flowing to the tip, making it harder and longer with each second. She slipped off her clothes and threw them to the side. She walked over to bottom of the bed and pressed her hands to the mattress. House could feel the mattress being pushed down and once again he began to sweat. Cameron took both her hands and began to massage House’s right leg. As she got higher, House turned his knee inward to try and hide his disfigured limb.
“It’s okay House. Let me please you.” Cameron licked her lips in anticipation as she stared as his long hard shaft, sticking straight up and looking very inviting. Cameron lowered her head and surrounded it with her wet lips. Flicking it with her tongue, she grabbed his balls and began to play with them. It was only a matter of seconds before she took him all in her mouth. Thrusting it inward, letting it glide across her moistened cheeks. House started to emit soft moans from his mouth, a surge of sexual pleasure traveling through his body. Cameron could taste the little droplets of pre-cum. Knowing House’s apex was not far behind, she engulfed as much of his cock as her throat would let her, puckered her lips as tight as she could, and trailed them up to the tip of his member. With a last flick of her tongue, Cameron brought her head up. The satisfied smile she saw on House’s face brought a burning sensation within the depths of her abdomen.
“You ready?”
House was so caught up in ecstasy that he could barely form words. He just nodded and mumbled “Uh-huhmmm…”
And with that, Cameron lowered her soft wet folds over House’s throbbing length, until they encased every inch. With her right hand holding House’s left thigh for support, she took her left hand and placed it on top of the sheets. She arched back and began to thrust up and down. Her juicy walls gripped House’s shaft harder with each pounding motion. She pumped his cock deeper and deeper into her pleasure spot, hoping the spout of ecstasy would engulf her body faster. She climaxed first, bringing her contracting muscles down onto House’s penis. They began to wave against his tender skin, ultimately bringing him to his breaking point. His dick began to sputter as it exploded cum within Cameron, hitting up against her walls.
After Cameron’s breathing slowed, she lifted herself off of House and scooted up his chest. House’s body was still shuttering from his orgasm and his legs yearned to close together, but the neckties were preventing them from doing so. They shook against Cameron as if trying to wrap themselves around her naked body. His now flaccid penis rubbed against her chest and down her belly. She stopped when her face was looking down onto his. House could feel her warm breath upon his brow and longed to kiss her plump luscious lips. Lying on House’s chest, with her small breasts pressed up against his chest hair and her nipples teasing his own, Cameron lifted the blindfold just enough to expose House’s eyes.
“There are those pretty green eyes.” A smile tugged at the corner of Cameron’s lips. She lowered her head, kissed House on the cheek, and placed the blindfold back over his eyes.
“Goodbye, House.”
“Wait! Where are you going? Get back here!” House could feel her weight on the mattress being lifted off.
“See you, tomorrow!”
“What about the patient?”
“Like you said I’ll put him on the donor list.”
“You’re fired!”
“You can’t fire me. I own your ass.” And with that, Cameron snatched her cell phone out of her jacket pocket and snapped a picture of House in his little predicament. “Thanks for the sperm sample.”
The last thing House heard was the closing of his apartment door. He laid there not knowing what to do. He sat in silence until he was startled by a deep voice.
“House? Where are you? I’ve been calling and calling!” The figure made his way through the living room and down the hallway, until it reached a door. Opening the door, the figure stepped into House’s bedroom.
“Well, well, well.”
“Oh god! Not you too, Wilson.”