My girlfriend wanted to experiment with having sex in complete darkness, and I could never tell her no.
The brisk night air made me shiver as I jogged up to Mikaela's porch, taking a deep breath to steady myself as I tried the door. It was unlocked, opening easily.
"Hello! Anyone home?" I called, stepping inside. The lights were all out, her parents' car missing from the drive, all as she'd told me they would be. I listened intently, and when I heard nothing I locked the door behind me and stepped out of my shoes. Freaking high school girls! She was going to be the death of me, I swear! But I'd never been able to tell her no, and tonight was no different. There was enough street light coming in through the windows that I could make my way to the stairs without trouble, but once I headed down to her room in the basement I had to resort to feel. I knew my way well, but it was harder than I thought it would be just the same. Wall, bookcase, bookcase, more wall... empty doorway. Okay, here we go!
I pictured her room in my mind, lining myself up. She'd completely blocked the small window over her desk, turning off her computer and unplugging her clock—there was not a single bit of light anywhere! I closed the door behind me as she'd asked, making sure the darkness would stay complete, and stepped slowly forward with my hand stretched out low in front until I found the edge of her bed. I slid my hand across, finding a shapely, naked calf. My hand trailed upwards, stroking and squeezing, finding her slender, toned thigh, then her sexy, tiny little ass! She was laying on her front, her legs spread, wearing not a stitch, moaning softly into her pillow as I reached down to begin playing with her soft, waxed little lips. She was so wet already, squelching audibly as I started fingering her, bending down to softly kiss the curve of her ass, blindly finding my way to those adorable little divots at the base of her spine.
I stripped quickly and climbed up on top of her, my thick eight inch cock hard as a rock. I had to admit... as uncertain as I'd been when she'd first described this little fantasy of hers, now that we were actually doing it... this was fucking hot! I lined myself up, rubbing up and down her soft, eager little lips a few times, before slowly starting to press. She trembled and moaned as I entered her, and so did I. God, she felt tight tonight! I guess she hadn't been wrong, thinking that cutting out one sense would make all the others even more intense!
I leaned down on top of her, kissing her shoulders and neck. Her hair smelled incredible, some new shampoo maybe, something fruity and sweet. I liked it a lot, softly kissing my way through her soft, flowing red locks. We weren't supposed to speak, that was one of her rules for tonight; if I wanted to tell her how sexy she was, how much I loved her, I had to do it without words. I slipped my hands in under her chest, taking her perfect, round little B-cups firmly into my grip, squeezing nice and tight, just the way she liked! She moaned again, still hiding her face in her pillow, rocking her hips to meet my thrusts.
God, she was good! So tight, and wet, and hot! Even more than usual! We would definitely have to make this sort of darkness-play a normal part of our repertoire, after tonight! She started making the most adorable little gasps as I finally worked myself all the way inside, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock every time my hips pressed down into her ass, grinding her into the mattress.