The Fleece Scarf Ch. 01

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I hadn’t seen my girlfriend in a while. When you both get into your twenties you can get so busy with all the things you need to do that there sometimes simply ain’t time. However this weekend was different, we both had clear schedules so I was traveling to her for a visit. I stepped out of the bus into the cold, from the bus stop it was only a five minute walk, but the blowing winds that were well under freezing did not help. To distract myself from the cold I thought of meeting my girlfriend. The last time we met we had discussed some of our fantasies and she hinted that she would possibly indulge me soon. That thought quickly sent some blood to my cheeks. Though the talks had ended before we could describe each other entire scenarios, we had texted afterwards. In part, I thought to myself, because I was just to shy about it. Arriving at the apartment complex I noticed that I had become excited. Not only for the potential of this meeting, but also just because it had been a while since we had met.

After scaling two flights of stairs I walked over to the 4th apartment where she lived and rang. About twenty seconds later, a little longer than I had anticipated, she opened the door. I immediately stepped in to get out of the cold but almost stumbled over the doorstep when I looked at my girlfriend. She was wearing a, for her unusual, low cut long-sleeved gray top tucked into a flowy black skirt with a floral pattern that reached her ankles. What immediately drew my attention however, was that draped around her neck was a very soft looking, thick, dark blue fleece scarf. It framed not only her face beautifully, but also accentuated her cleavage. Her shoulder length blond hair tumbled over it and she smiled a bit shyly to me.

“Hi beauty,” I managed to greet her in our usual fashion, “looking good!” while gesturing to her outfit.

“I”m glad you like it, that was the intention.”

She smiled happily and dramatically spun around with her arms stretched out.

“Now, last time you mentioned some of your fantasies, so I thought I”d go ahead and try to fulfill some of them. It does require a bit of a shift in mindset, so if you don’t mind I”d like to start immediately with the roleplay and ask you to not say anything more unless I ask you something okay?”

She played with one of the ends of her scarf while saying that and looked expectantly at me. My mind was going so fast that I could only nod. This was a dream come true! I was not sure which of the fantasies we had discussed she planned to act out, but her wearing such a scarf alone had made me feel things downstairs. Earlier I had confided in her that there was just something about it that made my heart race and my blood pump and now here she was!

“Follow me,” she said as she turned around in the hallway. She stepped into her bedroom and I followed her inside.

“Go stand in front of the bed.”

As I moved she stepped around me to close the door. Then she moved behind me and I caught my breath again, was this really happening?

“Take off all your clothes except your underwear,” she ordered.

Quickly I began to strip while replaying her words in my mind. She had never before taken such an assertive tone, and I was loving it. I almost tripped when stepping out of my denim pants and she and I shared a short giggle. Then she coughed, to get back into her assumed role I thought, and placed her hands on my hips and slowly traced them upwards to my shoulders. Then her hands left me and a second later I felt something very soft against my back. I trembled slightly as she slowly used the scarf to caress my shoulders and neck.

“Now then my sweet…boy,” she told me, her pause gorukle escort betraying her unfamiliarity with calling me that, “I believe there is something you want. And I want you to tell me what it is, no, ask me to do it to you.”

Well, that was certainly the case. But now that we were in the situation it suddenly felt a lot more difficult to ask than I had anticipated. I opened my mouth to answer and swallowed hard, trying to get into my role as well. I got some confidence from that and spoke.

“Please blindfold me with your scarf.” I managed to get out.

“Good boy”

I twitched at the words and let my breath escape as I felt blood rush to my cheeks. There was some rustling and then the scarf fell over my head. She pulled it up and covered my eyes and nose with it, the oh so soft fabric fitting snugly against my skin. Her scent filling my nose, alongside the thick fleece covering it, felt incredibly good. The ends looped around and fell on my chest. I involuntarily trembled all over from the excitement and felt myself getting hard.

She pressed herself against me and let her hands roam from my hips to my belly and further upwards. For a moment she pressed her face in the scarf wrapped around me and hugged me tight. Then she released me from the hug and I felt her lift both ends of the scarf. I felt the ends returning on my chest as she began to trace circles all over my chest, without ever touching my nipples. The feeling of the fleece softly caressing my skin felt heavenly, and I panted slightly.

She pulled the ends taut in the middle of my chest and then slowly pulled them apart lightly brushing over my nipples. It felt so, so good. But the soft fleece touching my nipples had also awoken them, and I craved more, and something more direct. It was as if she knew, because she let the ends hang again in between my nipples and proceeding to slowly trace her fingers around my nipples.

“Mmmmm sweety,” she almost purred, “is there something you want? Something I can do for you? Good boys tell what they want when asked right?”

The tone, the question, her calling me a good boy, it was all exhilarating. And I was definitely getting into it.

“Please touch my nipples,” I asked her, already fantasizing about how it would feel.

“Very good sweety, but I think you can do a little better don’t you? Go on, try again.”

A little better? Did she mean my tone? Or did she want me to address her? I knew some people used things like mister and mistress, but that wasn’t really my cup of tea. I tried again,

“Please touch my nipples ma”am,” I pleaded, this time putting more need into it.

“Ohhh, now that’s more like it.”

I could tell she was getting really quite into the whole thing, which made be equally nervous and excited.

“Now then, I want you to take a deep breath and puff out your chest okay?”

“Yes ma”am,” I replied, slowly exhaling in order to take a deeper breath. I did so, put my shoulders back and arched my back slightly.

“Good boy,” she replied, her fingers traced around my nipples harder than earlier until she lifted them. I pursed my lips in anticipation, but after a few seconds nothing happened.

“Oh I am sorry sweety, but I think it would feel better if you craved it a bit more. So I decided not to touch you this time. I will next time though! Breath in again.”

I exhaled again, hornier than before. It was both exciting and a bit frustrating, but mostly exciting I thought to myself as I smiled softly and inhaled again.

Again she traced with her fingers around my nipples and again she lifted her fingers of my skin. I was fully tensed up, bursa görükle escort still holding my breath, but again nothing happened. Then a thought occurred to me.

“Please ma”am,” I whispered.

“Good boy,” she replied.

Immediately I felt her fingers touch both my nipples at the same time, stroking them very softly. The feeling was almost orgasmic and I let out a moan. She stopped for a second, lifting her fingers again, and then returned slightly firmer than before. I was definitely in heaven. Her attitude, her calling me a good boy, the thick scarf pressing against my nose and taking away my sight, and those soft fingers on my now hard nipples. She stopped and got back to caressing my chest.

“You seemed to like that sweety, how about we do it again? Catch your breath and then breath in deeply again okay?”

“Yes ma”am,” I replied, it rolled off my tongue way easier already.

I slowed my breath, and then took a long deep breath again, puffing out my chest. Again she waited for a second, but before I could plead with her to touch my she did so. It was, however, totally unlike the last time. Instead of softly touching my nipples, she began flicking them with her fingers. The feeling was really intense and I moaned again. It became even intenser and I buckled forwards slightly. That did not make her stop, instead she switched from flicking to pinching and I felt close to being overstimulated. Then she suddenly stopped and put her arms around me to stop me from falling over. She giggled and so did I.

“That felt really, really good, love,” I managed to get out.

“Good,” she replied, “because that was what I was aiming for. Now let me give you some more freedom.”

Having said that, she pulled down my boxers and allowed my hard cock to spring free.

“It seems like this is all quite exciting to you isn’t it?”

“Definitely,” I replied earnestly, “it’s not that I almost came, but I did began to wonder if I could from that if we continued.”

“An interesting thing to try out. Another time though, because I have already planned another way for you to finish today.”

“Now, I was going to let you choose between lying down or being on all fours, but with how you reacted in the last few minutes I am quite sure you will enjoy it when I tell you to crawl onto the bed on all fours. And what I am going to do to you once you do.”

I could just about hear the smirk in her voice when she said it. I shuffled forward until I hit the edge of the bed, and then crawled onto it as told.

“Want me leaning on my arms with my ass up, or with my arms stretched, or another position?” I asked.

“You will be doing both, but for now lean, a little more forward, also hold still.”

She also got onto the bed behind me and I heard some rustling. I leaned forward, taking the ends of the scarf and pressing them into my face. I felt my cock twitch.

“Alright sweety, you have been a very good boy so far. So I am going to make you feel even better now okay? Tell me if you are getting close to cumming so I can stop in time.”

“Yes ma”am,” I replied dutifully while snuggling with the soft fabric in my face.

I had never been in this position before, though I had fantasized about it. It was both a little bit embarrassing and incredibly exciting at the same time, and I felt my cock grow even harder. Then something incredibly soft wrapped wrapped around the base of my cock and my horniness exploded. Was she really going to stroke me with fleece? A millisecond later I arrived at the answer. Of course she was, she was never one for half measures. I trembled as she pulled on one side of the fabric and it glided over my cock, stroking it oh so gently. Then she pulled the other side and I moaned as I felt my cock being caressed by its softness. I twitched and pulled the fabric slightly forward, but now she pulled on both ends to fit my cock even more snugly. Of course I twitched again from that and it triggered a cycle where she pulled slightly and I pulled by twitching.

The feeling of thick fleece covering and stroking my cock, the thought of my girlfriend sitting behind me, my ass in the air, my face buried in the scarf with her scent. It was all too much.

“I am getting closer,” I panted.

“Good boy!” she said, as she pulled on one side of the fabric and I felt the fleece slide of my cock, letting it twitch alone in the air. She stroked my butt with one hand while I calmed down a bit.

“You are doing great, my sweet boy,” she practically glowed, now comfortably in her role.

“Now lets make you explode.”

The confidence in her voice shot blood to my cheeks.

“I want you to stretch your arms this time.”

I did so and she moved around on the bed, again I heard some rustling. Then she scooted under me and kissed my belly with a small giggle. It tickled and I giggled too. She maneuvered herself into a spot she was content with and then instructed me,

“Take the ends of the scarf and wrap them so that your mouth is covered, I know you like it, and we don’t want your moans to wake the entire building don’t we?”

“Yes ma”am,” I replied as I leaned back on my knees for a moment to do so.

“Good boy, now back on all fours. don’t worry about not getting enough breath, this won”t take long I promise you.”

I fully believed her. What she did earlier had made me incredibly horny and already drove my close to the edge, and so far she had only escalated what she did. I got back into position, the soft and thick fleece scarf filling my nose and touching my sensitive lips. Every breath made me hornier.

“Take a deep breath again,” she said as one of her hands wrapped softly around my cock. To soft. I moaned as I realized. She had even managed to get some fleece gloves from somewhere! My heart and horniness jumped. I took a deep breath as instructed.

“Good boy,” she whispered. For a second I basked in what I already felt. But then her other hand began to stroke one of my nipples while at the same time licking my other nipple. She had had a keen foresight by ordering to muffle myself as I moaned loudly into the scarf.

While licking and pinching my nipples her fleece clad hand began to softly pump my cock from the base up. I began to pant as I felt that an orgasm wasn’t far off. She gripped my cock harder but did not speed up.

“Good boy…you are such a good boy for me.” she whispered as I felt a familiar build-up.

“I want you to cum,” she said as she sped up slightly, “be a good boy and cum for me.”

She returned her mouth to my nipple and the feeling pushed me over the edge. I groaned into the scarf, the idea of it being muffled pushing me to express myself louder. Then I felt the hot build-up flowing over and I began to spurt. She pinched my nipple harder and even began to bite the other one. I moaned as ejaculated in her hands, overwhelmed by all the sensations. The orgasm lasted, and lasted, until my hips began to buckle and the tiredness after an orgasm began to set in. I collapsed to the side of my girlfriend as she quickly disconnected her mouth and hands.

She unwrapped the scarf partly so I could see her and planted a kiss on my lips. Her eyes shone with happiness. I looked lovingly at her and smiled.

“Thank you, that was amazing. I don’t think I ever came that hard and long.”

“I don’t think so either, you seemed to really enjoy that. We should do something like this more often.”

She smiled mischievously and if I had been able to, I would have twitched.