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 Sightless

   A Short story

   I knelt naked facing the door, hands behind my back, sightless to the
world and I heard a knock, just one firm knock, and then I heard the door
open and some soft footsteps come closer and stop, I heard the door shut
and then I heard the sound of a zipper unzipping and seconds later the soft
thud of a pair of pants hitting the floor, something heavy in the pockets.
Then I felt a pair of large hands on my head gripping me tight and pulling
my head forward, my hands behind my back.  My face went forward until my
mouth touched the soft feel of a cockhead at my lips and my lips opened of
their own accord and I felt his cock enter my mouth forcing my jaws open
wider and wider as the cock slid into my mouth filling it up fully then I
felt it hit the back of my mouth and I had to fight to keep from gagging, a
fight I won as it went further into my mouth and then my throat I felt the
cock blocking my airway and stopping, I swallowed and sucked in to help the
cock slide in further and it went down my throat as I felt it stretching my
throat out .  The cock slid down my throat until I felt his pubic hairs hit
my nose and them he pushed in more, pushing my nose into his body and he
held his cock buried deep in my throat, I knelt there trying to breath
which was an impossible task with it filling my whole throat, but I knew
not to struggle; at least not yet.  And he made the first sound, grunting
and pulling his cock back letting me breath once again as he slid his cock
out of my throat and into my mouth and I took a couple of deep breathes
before he thrust in once more, this time faster and his cock going down
easier until his body jammed against my nose and his balls slapped my chin.
Only to have him pull out once more and thrust back in again, he fucked my
throat for what felt like forever; barely allowing me to breathe until with
a groan he shoved his cock all the way in and I felt his cock get harder
and then his cum spurted deep in my throat, I could feel his cock pulse in
my throat as it emptied his load deep in me and after a last spurt and just
before I would be forced to pull back to breathe, he slid his cock out and
I could taste his cum for the first time as it slid out of my mouth.  He
pulled his cock all the way out and I heard him breathing heavily as he
rubbed his cock over my face wiping it off and I felt the last of his wet
warm cum deposited on my face and I felt him step back and then I heard him
put his pants back on and the sound of a zipper zipping up, and with a pat
on my head, I heard the door open as he left the room.  And with his cum
drying on my face and the taste of him lingering in my mouth I knelt there,
my hands behind my back.  A few minutes later I heard a knock on the door,
just one firm knock and I heard the door open again and footsteps coming
closer as I heard the door shut and once more the steps stopped in front of
me and once again I heard the sound of a zipper unzipping as I knelt, hands
behind my back, sightless to the world.

   The End?

   How do you like my story?  My story leaves a lot of questions unanswered
but I would like to think it paints a picture.  Think on this, what is this
person's sex, Male, Female or Trans?  Are they Young or Old?  Are they
blind or blindfolded?  Are their hands tied behind their back, or are they
holding them there?  Who is getting sucked, we know he is male, but is it a
stranger or someone known?  At the end was that the last person, or a
succession of people?  Where does this take place, a bedroom, Living room,
office...?  And finally is the person entering the room at the end a male?
Those are all questions that I leave up to your imagination, fill in the
blank canvas I have left you and maybe mix things up a bit after you do.