Annie is a sexually interested but inexperienced wife and professional woman. Her husband Mark wants to watch her blow another guy. She insists it not be a stranger, but someone she knows and likes. Mark agrees, but Annie must wear a sleep mask until halfway through and won’t be told who it is in advance. As the mystery man is revealed, Annie quickly rethinks why she decided to agree to this.

Sucking a Mystery Man You May Know

Annie’s husband sets her up with someone she knows, but she’s blindfolded

Annie knelt, totally naked and vulnerable in the middle of her front hallway. She could hear the breathing of the person standing in front of her and could even smell his manhood which was just an inch from her face. The only thing she couldn’t do was see him because of her blindfold. 

She suddenly felt a sizable cock lightly smack against her face. She opened her mouth and felt a hand grip her hair as he slid between her lips, forcing his member all the way inside. It was the first cock inside her ever… besides that of her husband. 

Earlier that day she had been finishing work with absolutely no idea what was to come later – and all the taboos she would eventually break. It was just an average day and an average meeting. 

Looking at her Zoom screen she saw a pleasant-looking and slightly older man stare down at his desk and scowl. He shook his head, removed his glasses, and sighed. 

“This latest portfolio you sent us isn’t up to my expectations of you. It’s the third one you’ve done and frankly, it feels like you’re phoning it in. There’s no creativity to it, no life.”

Annie was sweating. She had been dreading this moment. In every previous meeting with this client, he had said the same thing. 

Her own boss had a three-strike policy. Generally, if after three tries you couldn’t please the client, they were transferred to another account rep. It was a mark of shame for sure, but she’d been so frustrated with this intransigent man that part of her yearned for the relationship to be over.

“I’m sorry to hear that Mr. Hampton,” she responded. “As you said this was my third try. I don’t seem to be able to please you. Perhaps if we tried another person on our staff.”

“Absolutely not,” he said, surprising Annie. “I chose you for a reason. I know you have what I want – you just need to give it to me. Stop being so self-conscious and conservative in your work. I’m going to give you one more chance to let you be creative and if you can’t please me I’m going to pull my account from your firm. I want it a week from today.”

She looked up into Hamptons’s eyes on camera. There was something about them that unnerved her. A depth that suggested a multi-faceted thinker. She wondered what else was on his mind besides the portfolio.

“Okay,” she said.

“Have yourself an enjoyable evening,” He replied before switching off the camera. 

“Wonderful”, she thought to herself.”As if that’s likely now.”

She knew that if Hampton pulled his account she’d be dead to the firm. They’d want her immediate resignation. This was her first well-paid job and she’d gotten along well with most of her clients – until Hampton of course.

“Hey Annie, you still here?” The voice came from Randall, the account rep from the office next door. Randall was her own age but had been at the firm a year longer.

“I won’t be here for long,” she replied. “Not after THAT meeting.”

“What do you mean?” 

“Old man Hampton wants my hide,” she said. “He’s going to pull his account if my next attempt isn’t up to snuff.”

“That’s weird, he was never any trouble for me. That’s why it was weird when he asked to be switched to your office. BTW, why do you call him Old Man? He’s not that old?”

Annie thought. Randall was right. Hampton just seemed older in the demanding way he commanded respect. She didn’t even know his first name. Maybe it was Mister. 

Not wanting to talk, she simply shook her head packed up the computer, and went out to her car to call her husband.

“Mark,” she said. “I’m a little late getting out. I’ll be home in twenty minutes.”

“No worries Gorgeous,” he said. “Is everything okay?”

“No,” she replied. “It’s nothing I can’t deal with, I’m just really grumpy right now.”

“Well, I have a surprise for you tonight. It’s what we’ve been talking about,” Mark paused strategically to emphasize the last phrase, then said, “I can’t tell you anymore. I just want you to be mentally ready, the wheels are in motion and we can’t stop it just because you had a bad day.”

The phone clicked off and Annie’s heart raced. She debated calling Mark back but knew it was fruitless. There was no way to pry a secret from that man. Besides he liked to make her sweat and sweating she was. Her breathing had changed and she found herself light-headed all of a sudden. She took a long inhale to brace herself.

The surprise. The one that Mark and she had been talking about. It had been several weeks in the making. It had its origins in Annie’s inexperience. Up until now, Mark had been her only man. 

One night he had confided to her he wanted to see her please another guy. She found it an exciting thought – particularly having Mark watch, but she wasn’t one to get turned on by the idea of a stranger. 

She stipulated the man had to be someone she knew and would actually be excited to please. She thought this would end the conversation but it didn’t. Mark countered with the idea that he would pick someone he knew she wanted, but she wouldn’t know exactly who it was until it was too late to do anything about it. 

It all seemed incredibly daring and difficult. Both she and Mark were fairly careful people and knew that approaching a friend or co-worker about something like this had its dangers. 

Thankfully they’d always been frank and honest with each other. Mark was not a jealous man, so Annie never had any reservations about telling him what other men in her life she felt were hot or that she felt attracted to. It simply added to Mark’s already powerful libido.

There was always lots of talk, but Annie never dreamed this surprise would become real. As terrified as she was, she was also dripping wet, as she tried to remember the various men she had talked about over the past few weeks. It had to be one of them. 

There were a couple of college friends she’d met at the reunion last week. Then there was her old softball coach and of course the young man from the landscaping company who cut the neighbor’s lawn. There were also a few guys from her office including Randall. Oh my God! Maybe that’s why he was chatting her up today. And she snubbed him at the end of their conversation and didn’t even say goodbye. If it was him, would he be angry? Would he take out that anger on her virgin mouth?

As Annie put her car in gear and started the twenty-minute drive home, her mind continued to swirl. No, she thought. This can’t be REALLY happening. The thought of blowing Randall, at her home of all places was just crazy. Would he even do it if Mark had approached him? Well, she guessed, he was a man.

This idea had seemed so foreign to her. After all, she’d always been careful and respectable. Perhaps too much so. After all, this was a way for her to experience different men and share that excitement with Mark.

 It was really all about him. He organized it, would watch it, would get off to it. She trusted him and wanted to please him. Then for a moment, she was honest with herself. The idea of servicing another man with her mouth, especially a man she knew and was attracted to, was as exciting as it was dirty. And everything would be taken care of for her – no decisions, no overthinking, no worries about rejection, just get on your knees and follow orders. This was just what she needed after a frustrating day at work.   

Then she thought about the reveal. When would it happen? How would she handle it? How excited would she be to see the man whose cock she’d be sucking?

These thoughts raced through her head like a hamster on a wheel as she turned into the driveway. The summer sun was just waning and the handsome young man was still cutting the neighbor’s grass. As she turned off the ignition Annie looked at him. He must have been 21 at the oldest. Tall, slim but very well cut. She wondered how many partners he’d already had in his young life and how big his dick was. Would he come over, still sweaty, to put his member between her lips? Just the possibility made her shake.

Anticipating her nerves, Mark met her at the door. 

“I figured you might have trouble getting the key in the lock,” he joked.

Annie shuddered. “I am shaking so badly,” she said. “Do we have any booze?”

“I’ve got some wine chilling,” said Mark. I’ll go pour you a glass while you’re getting undressed.”

“What?” said Annie. “He’s coming NOW! Before dinner?”

Mark Smiled. “Of course. That way you can’t back out. If you’re hungry don’t worry, you’ll get some sausage soon.”

Annie stared daggers. It was a cheap thing to say. But it was true, and the idea excited her. Soon, she’d have her second cock, and whatever relationship she’d had with this mystery man before tonight would change forever. 

Annie hopped into the bathroom to have a very quick shower, being careful not to wet her face or hair. She slipped her hand between her legs. Thankfully she’d shaved that morning and she felt smooth to the touch. She jumped as a loud knock sounded on the door. It was Mark.

“Here’s your wine Gorgeous. Your man just arrived. I’m going to take him to the basement so no peaking – and get a move on okay.”

Annie downed her wine in one gulp and looked in the mirror. Her reflection was never perfect, but she noticed something new about herself – a type of glow in her skin. She felt sexy. Her day makeup wasn’t bad, but she spent a couple of moments touching it up, particularly her lips. If she was going to suck this mystery man dry, she’d make her lips as pleasing to look at as possible. But it was really a moment for her to revel in the thought of what would come next. 

Her mind continued racing wondering who this man might be. She knew she shouldn’t, but she opened the window a crack to see outside. It was a small window and she couldn’t see much. The landscaping truck was still on the street. Was it the lawn boy downstairs? Then there was the bright blue SUV. It was like the one her old softball coach drove when they met for lunch a few weeks ago. And what did Randall drive? She couldn’t remember but it was red. The back end of the red car was just in the field of view. She heard herself growl in frustration. There could be no good guess at this point.

Annie dried her body and wrapped a towel around it, stopping by the bedroom she took her sleep mask which would be the primary prop of the evening. Gripping the railing, she took each step downstairs slowly as the wine began to hit her brain. She was thankful that the glass brick window in the foyer would provide at least a bit of privacy without giving up the waning light.

She was expecting to head to the living room, but she noticed a pillow had been conspicuously placed in the wide hallway right next to the full-length mirror. 

She heard the squeak of the stairs and the basement door opened. It was Mark.

“Good you’ve found your spot. Put your mask on and get on your knees. At the beginning, I’ll do all of the talking. That way it will really be a surprise!”

Annie did what she was told. Just before she slipped the mask on, Mark pulled off the towel. Annie took a last look at herself naked, kneeling on the pillow, and noticed how incredibly hard her nipples had become. 

Mark checked her mask to ensure she wasn’t peeking and called down to the mystery guest. 

Annie’s heart felt like it was about to pound out of her chest as she heard the slow creak of each of the steps. Her mind whirled, trying to connect the footstep to an identity. Then there was a deep breath and sigh as he saw her naked for the first time. 

The sigh, there wasn’t much to go on, but it was familiar

Annie shook with fear on the floor thinking that this was the craziest thing she’d ever done.

“I think she’s a bit scared,” said Mark. “Maybe you need to warm her up a bit.”

Annie heard the man kneel down in front of her, then she felt a hand making a fist in her hair and tilting her head back. Then came the kiss, aggressive at first, then sensual, teasing, a gentle flicking of tongues. Next, it was her neck. She’d never been kissed blindfolded and the man soon found that spot just below her ear that made her go crazy.

 As her body heaved and relaxed, she felt his hand on her breasts, massaging them, then tugging at her nipples. Kissing her again he played with her globes, bouncing them in his palm. It felt a little humiliating but it turned her on, and she began to lean back, resting on her hands 

“Looks like she wants you to grab a handful of pussy,” said Mark. The stranger responded immediately, stroking her smooth mound back and forth. It was all too much, Mark’s voice, these wonderful hands, the presence of someone she knew but could not identify.

“Hey this isn’t about you, you know,” she heard her husband say. “Getting warmed up is one thing, but you’re here to do a job Gorgeous. I do have one more surprise for you.”

Annie heard a spongy thump on the floor. She knew what it was. Mark had bought a new dildo for her a week before. It had a suction cup. Now it was on the floor in front of her, presumably sticking straight up. She felt Mark’s hands on her shoulders as he brought her back to her knees. 

“Open your hand,” he said. She could feel the cool goo of lubrication pool in her palm.

“The toy is in front of you, lube it up and ride it. Show our guest how much of a slut you can be.”

Annie did as she was told. It was a chubby silicone cock and she wasn’t sure how long it would take her to get it in, but between the lube and her already sopping wet pussy, she quickly found herself sliding up and down on it. She thought of how she must look in the mirror with her tits bouncing and her ass cheeks rotating with each thrust.

“See,” Mark said to the stranger. “She can take it. Despite her respectable exterior, she’s really a wild one. Just like you always suspected.”

Annie waited for a voice response but none came. Then she felt Mark’s hands on her shoulders. 

“Ok babe, no more riding. Keep it inside you and let your new man be your guide. And one more thing. I want you to put your hands behind your back.”

Annie did so and felt what seemed like a cotton belt, probably from Mark’s bathrobe, tie her hands behind her back. Oddly enough she found it freeing. One less decision to make. She would no longer be in control. 

She felt a strange hand caress her face. It was smooth and soft – probably not the lawn boy. She felt his fingers underneath her chin so she lifted her face up. 

Smack! That sizeable half-hard cock was against her face again. He rubbed it across her lips and she could smell the precum now just under her nose. She reflexively stuck out her tongue and he glided his cock across it, sharing its juices. She heard a moan He was obviously as turned on as she was, but he wasn’t quite hard yet. She hoped to fix that. 

Annie didn’t have to wait long. She felt him fist her hair and take his other hand and grab her chin, controlling her jaw. With a confident thrust, he was in her mouth all the way to the back of her throat. She gagged first and then remembered to relax as she felt her chin touch a pair of clean-shaven balls. The man rocked back and forth, reveling in his control. 

She wondered how the scene must look to Mark. A stranger treating her mouth like an amusement park. 

After a few more passes the man pulled out and smacked her face again with this cock. This time it was hard and drenched with precum and saliva. He rubbed it all over her face in a gesture of total dominance. It felt humiliating and dirty, particularly as she wondered exactly who she was pleasing. 

“That’s right,” she heard Mark say to the man. “Treat her like a slut. Make her yours. She needs experience. We need to break down those inhibitions now and make her less self-conscious.”

She was still digesting those oddly familiar words when the strange cock entered her mouth again, pushing to the back of her throat. The hand gripped her tighter now. She truly felt like this man’s slut. But who was it?”

As if on cue she heard a new voice say, “Shall we do the unveiling?”

Fuck! Who was that? She wondered. Just five words. The voice seemed so familiar but so foreign. In her mind, she flipped among the handful of candidates, but couldn’t pin anyone down. 

“Okay babe,” said Mark. “Here’s what I want you to do. And you’re going to do exactly as I say. When your mask comes off I want you to look directly towards the mirror at yourself, then slowly look up at his face, keeping your gaze on the mirror the entire time. You’re about to experience yourself as a porn star.”

Annie could barely hear the words come from Mark’s mouth. Her ears were ringing with excitement and fear.

The blindfold came off and she opened her eyes, immediately looking off to the left at the scene in the mirror. Her womanhood was soaked and filled with the dildo stuck onto the floor and her mouth was filled by a man who was taking her completely – treating her like nothing but a sexy whore. A man she knew. A large hand still gripped her hair and the balls pressed up against her lower lip and chin.

She looked up slowly and when she reached the man’s face, she felt her heart jump. She instinctively cried out in surprise, only to find the sound almost completely muffled by the manhood inside her mouth.

“Surprised my Dear?” said the man, as she looked into the face she had only ever seen on a computer screen. It was Hampton – her client.

Unable to communicate, she looked immediately at Mark as if asking why he had done this to her. He anticipated the look and said. “He’s the man you talk about the most Honey. You’re constantly complaining about him, but as they say the lady doth protest too much. From what you told me of your conversations I knew he was into you and that you had a secret crush on him.”

Annie glanced again at the mirror. Hampton would never look at her the same way again or she at him. Her breasts were already covered in saliva and precum and the floor was wet from her pussy still forced open by the dildo on the floor.

‘As I said in our meeting” said Hampton, waiting for Annie to make eye contact again and, keeping his cock in her throat, “I do believe you have what it takes to please. You just need to loosen up. I think this is a pretty good start. 

Now, do as I say…

(Improvise commands and orgasm)

I want you to gently lick my balls as I stroke to the sight of you in the mirror. Yes. slowly. Let them tumble over your tongue and your lips. Mmmmmm…. You have no idea how hot you look. You have a gorgeous ass and such hot tits. And I love the fact that pussy of yours is taking that big fake cock. 

At each and every meeting I picture you naked and pleasing me or licking my balls just like this. Mmmm I could tell from the first day you were a pleaser and a pleaser you are. With each lick you’re building up my load, a load I’m going to get you to coax out with your lips and shoot all over the inside of your mouth. 

“Do you like being my slut? Are you proud to serve me? Tell me.”

Licking Hampton’s balls was one thing, but talking to him right now, in these circumstances, seemed too much to take.

Hampton removed his balls from her face, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look into his eyes. They were wild and uncontrolled in a way that she’d never seen before. It took a second, but she realized that she and she alone was responsible for the change. This man, who was only ever seen in the most measured and calm of circumstances was now in large part a crazed horny animal. How many people could say they’ve made Hampton lose his own brand of cool like this? It felt powerful.

“I asked you a question, Annie. You’re going to answer,” He bounced his hard cock off of her face again in punishment for her silence. “Are you proud to be my slut?”

She took a deep breath and heard herself say, “Yes Sir, yes I am.”

“Your load is ready my dear. It’s yours to take. Are you going to take it from me? You deserve it.”

“Yes sir,” she responded. 

Hampton shoved his hard cock back in her mouth. “Then suck me, hard and fast Annie. I know you can make me cum harder than any woman I’ve been with before. Just stop holding back and step into your power.”

Annie felt a warm and exciting glow grow across her body as she began sucking Hampton’s cock in a way she’d never sucked Mark’s. Hard and fast, but with a style and rhythm that showed she wanted not only to make him cum, but also make it his best orgasm ever. 

Her quick rhythmic sucking forced her to rock back and forth on the big dildo, sending even greater waves of pleasure into her brain. She was so far down on the fake cock that she felt the silicone balls rub against her clit. Her orgasm was assured now and it was cumming fast. She heard the growls from Hampton and knew he was close, she looked up into those piercing animal eyes of his and gave him her most submissive expression stroking his cock with her mouth with extra sensuality. He responded with a roar as she felt the first of several hot distinct splashes begin to fill her mouth.

Looking at Mark now, she gave him a moan to acknowledge that she was receiving this other man’s cum into her mouth, right at that moment. Mark’s eyes were wide with excitement as he massaged the head of his cock. The realization of what she was doing was becoming so intense Annie could not hold back. She began to cum hard. Her body twitched as she struggled against being restrained and endeavored to keep Hampton in her mouth. Her stifled cries of orgasm vibrated around Hampton’s member and he grabbed her head and kept it moving, finally emptying the last of what seemed like a long hot, and powerful load between her lips. 

Annie choked slightly as Hampton pulled out of her mouth, subconsciously spitting out his cum back onto his dick and down her chin. 

“Look at yourself!” he said. She checked the mirror, her face wet with his sheen. He was gripping her hair and holding her head up like a trophy. 

“You’ve gotten my cock all gooey, Look up at me in the mirror and lick it all off, slowly.”

Annie did as she was told. Hampton was wild-eyed and clearly enjoyed watching her tongue collect his sperm. On her first lick, she winced slightly at the taste, but then swallowed. With each stroke of her tongue, she wanted to look away but a quick pull of her hair made her realize she had to obey his command. 

After her last lick, she took his whole cock into his mouth in a long slurping sound. It was clean now. He should be pleased.

And to Annie’s delight, he was. Staring at her face, a contented moan echoed in the hallway. His fist loosened and he slid his hand down caressing her face gently like a teacher proud of his student. 

Annie felt a warm glow envelop her entire body. All of that time at work, she realized she felt like a girl on her knees trying desperately to please this powerful man. Now she truly was on her knees and had pleased him in the most intimate and dirty way possible. 

He had had total control over her, but she had her own control now – knowing that no matter what he did or said to her from now on, she could count on the fact that she’d given him the thing that mattered most. An intense and authentic orgasm. 

Patting her head now, he purred.

“I knew you had it in you all along Annie. You CAN please me… and you did. You’re a talented girl.”

Annie felt she should say something but wasn’t sure what. Her mind was still reeling with intense and conflicting feelings, although certainly, the good ones were winning out. She’d never forget this day.

With his pants back on, Hampton became his own measured self again. Thanked Mark for setting things up and was about to pass Annie on his way to the door. She was still bound. He passed her without looking at her which made her feel odd, then she felt a hand grip her hair and pull her head back. It was the same aggressive and sensual kiss as before, only now mixed with the smooth lubricant of the past twenty minutes. The door closed and her heart pounded.

“My God that was hot,” said Mark. “I know you were surprised, but hopefully now you understand my wisdom.”

He was right. No other scenario would have been hotter. As much as she hated to admit it, being Hampton’s oral love slave was exactly what she needed.

“You belong to him now,” said Mark. Something about the way he said it made her pussy twitch

“And now prepare to be fucked mercilessly for the rest of the night as I make you mine again.”

Annie smiled. Mark truly was the best.

She waited to have her hands untied but that was not to happen. Mark grabbed her under the arms and picked her up, then grabbed her hair and marched her from the hallway to the front room where the threw her forward into a chair. She instinctively kneeled on it with her ass out and her face towards the window and realized she was about to be taken right there. 

Her eyes scanned the street to see if anyone was there and if they had noticed her in the window. She could see Hampton’s car in the driveway idling while he checked for messages on his phone. Otherwise, there was no one around. 

Mark entered her drenched pussy with ease and rather than building up steam, began to hammer his pelvis against her ass cheeks with a fury she’d never felt from him. Grabbing her hair and pulling it back. She became aware of her breasts bouncing just an inch or two from the window. 

Their movements got Hampton’s attention as he looked over at the window and smiled like the devil himself. He already had his phone in his hand and picked it up to record the scene in front of him. Mark gave a loud and violent groan that was almost overshadowed by the smacking sound of his thighs. The long build-up with Hampton and the sheer abandon in which Mark was making her his again was too much to handle. Her mouth opened and Annie finally unleashed a full-throated cry that made up for both orgasms. It was so loud that Hampton could hear it in the car even with the windows closed – his mouth opened in delight. Mark came too and she could feel his hot spunk claiming her. He fell over onto her back as they gasped for breath. 

As she looked up again she saw Hampton smile and close up his phone. 

Between the glass and the fading light, she wasn’t sure what he’d be able to see, but he was obviously happy with what he saw. She reveled in the fact he’d likely watch it over and over to get off, and maybe even have it next to his computer during their next Zoom call. Work would never be the same again.  ©2022 R.Jay Moran Sexystoriesforwomen.com