Title: Innocence Blindfolded

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Original but could be JAG or X-Files

Archive: Please do not archive anywhere.

Summary: Threesome PWP.

Feedback: astridz55@earthlink.net Please send feedback. I would love to know what people think of this. This was originally posted on some lists under the name of Kate O’Connor.

I was trying to get some sleep, but it was difficult. My mind kept racing over today’s events, the fact that it was still bright daylight didn't help. How could people sleep during the summer above the Artic Circle? Granted the room came with blackout curtains and a blindfold, part of me could still tell that it was daylight. Finally, I reach for the blindfold, hating the fact that I am willingly handicapping myself but knowing I must get some sleep.

Even with the relaxing bubble bath I took and the wonderfully soft bed I was in, once I fall asleep, I know my mind will take me back to the horrors of the day. I wasn’t mistaken.

With my job, I've been around guns for a long time and I've had them aimed in my direction almost as often as I aim them at a real target.

I guess you can say that to some, it can be the ultimate power trip. Holding a person's life in your hands or the opposite side of the coin, your life in their hands. I hate having that much power over anyone or giving it to anyone. And today, I did both. Even though I have taught myself to hide my emotions so well, no one would ever guess that I have these nightmares after each time I'm on either end of a gun in a real situation. I never considered target practice 'real' because no matter how many times you hit a paper target, it isn't anything like hitting a person of flesh and blood.

I've been confronted with my mortality before, I just don't like it shoved in my face.

And being on either end of a gun always makes me think of my mortality. That is perfectly normal when you have a gun pointing at you but I think about it when I point my gun at a person too. Who or what gives me the right to even consider taking a life? What kind of person can take a life without even blinking?

That always scares me, becoming so hard I no longer value other life, just my own. But what terrifies me, is the fact that my nightmares are now more focused on them killing me. It used to be the opposite. When did that change? I know everyone has, or should have, a strong sense of self-preservation, but I also think people should have a respect for life too. When did I lose my innocence and the respect for life other than my own?

When?

And could I ever regain that lost innocence?

I sighed in frustration before I finally felt myself giving into sleep, knowing that my nightmares were soon to begin.

I felt myself fall asleep and unable to stop them, I could feel the nightmares begin. It was the same dream that I always have. I was alone in a room with nothing but a gun pointing directly at me. I knew that I was helpless and I knew that someone was there holding the gun, I just couldn't see their face.

I couldn't move, I couldn't scream, I could barely breathe. I finally managed to take a deep breath and I closed my eyes, knowing that the end was near.

I opened them suddenly when I felt a familiar yet now hated weight in my hands. I was holding my weapon, pointed at someone I couldn't quite see. Strangely, there was a sudden beam of light that highlighted the person and myself. The person was standing there with a look of recognition and absolute fear.

I suddenly understood her fear. My fear.

I was staring at myself.

I knew exactly how it felt to hold the gun and have it held on me. I could feel the bile rising in my throat as my breathing quickened. I knew that I was about to squeeze the trigger and eerily enough I could feel the emotions on both sides.

Just before I felt myself squeezing the trigger, I felt another presence in the room. I was confused. My nightmares had never taken this direction before. I turned my gun on the new presence but he easily knocked it from my hands. I punched at the man but in a moment he was back, and he was even stronger than before. He held me in his strong arms trying to comfort me, even though I was fighting him.

Finally, I stopped fighting him. I somehow knew, then, that he was there to protect me. I have always been able to protect myself but on some instinctual level I welcomed a strong man to do it for me.

He continued to hold me tight and I lost myself in the safety of those arms. He eventually pulled away but even as I realized that it was no longer a dream, I knew I needed the feeling of safety to continue. I wrapped my arms around him and I could almost feel his control suddenly break free. He buried his nose into my hair as I found his neck with my lips. I nuzzled my way to his lips and claimed his mouth. He quickly took control of the kiss, his tongue invading my mouth. He tasted of scotch, which I had never liked, but it seemed right on him.

He wasn't wearing a shirt so I let my hands play across his hairy chest as his lips found their way to my neck. He leaned me back onto the king sized bed and slipped his hands over my nightclothes. His hands were so gentle, but strong, and I longed to see the face that went with the hands. I reached for the blindfold but a large hand easily captured my arm. I was amazed by the mixture of such strength and tenderness. "No," he rumbled. I had almost forgotten what he was saying no about. I don't know why, but I knew I could trust him. I lowered my hand from my face and back to his incredibly warm body.

I realized that his growled 'no' was the first thing either of us had said. It had been a long time since I had a completely physical experience in bed, no mind games, no unnecessary words, just a mutually enjoyable fuck. There was no reason to delude myself into thinking this was anything more than that.

I leaned back giving my complete trust to this man along with my body. I became lost in the sensations of his hands as he slipped them under my nightclothes. He finally removed them and when they didn’t easily give way he ripped them from me. I was surprised at how turned on that made me. I heard him gasp when he finally saw me nude. His hands began to wander along my body, again causing goose bumps to appear. He seemed to enjoy the goose bumps as one hand would cause them and the other soothed them away.

He pulled his lips away as his hands began to move further down my body. The fingertips lightly caressed their way down my torso and in the valley between my breasts before they splayed out to tickle their way down my ribs before following the curve of my waist and the flair of my hips. The fingers feathered their way down the outside of my thighs, pausing to tickle the backs of my knees before continuing farther. His hands tenderly lifted one foot to his lips as he gently nipped at my instep.

My breathing was ragged as he pulled back then suddenly sucked my big toe into his mouth. I gasped and jerked my foot but he was strong enough to hold my foot in place as his tongue swirled around my toe. He finally eased my foot down and I tried to gather my breath before he reached for the other foot and began the same treatment on that foot.

His lips and hands followed the way back up my body missing the one spot that cried out to be kissed and caressed. The hands were both tender and reverent, rough and urgent. I recognized the difference in the tiny part of my brain that was some how still active. That part shut down, though, when his lips surrounded my nipple.

His hands kneaded my breasts as his lips, tongue and teeth tormented my nipple. First his lips nuzzled the nipple into a hard peak as his hand teased the other nipple to the same, hard state. His tongue flicked out and fluttered across my hot flesh before his lips surrounded the nipple and sucked. I was amazed to feel the incredible sensations shoot directly from my nipples to my pussy.

I knew that if he touched my clit just lightly I would come immediately. I thought that if he just kept playing with my breasts I would come, and that had never happened before. I guess the fact that I couldn’t see who was making me quiver so much was even more of a turn on. I tried to move one of his hands between my legs but he was too strong and his hand simply returned to my breast.

With his lips still attached to my nipple he pinched the other one rather hard and I could feel the spasms begin deep inside. I gasped with the combined pain and pleasure when suddenly another set of lips descended on my other nipple.

Oh my god. Both sets of lips…

Both?!

My brain completely shut down as my body began one of the most incredible orgasms I’ve ever had.

I finally came back into myself and I heard a rumble of voices. I again moved to take the blindfold off but a tender pair of hands stopped me. I frowned lightly but his fingertips smoothed the lines away as he quietly shushed me. He brushed my hair back so it wasn’t sticking up every which way. I still heard a voice rumble in the background and I thought that he was possibly calling room service.

I felt that the man who was currently soothing away the aftershocks from that delicious orgasm was the more gentle of the two. I also felt that he would follow the orders of the other man who struck me as the alpha male. I suddenly I heard the rip of material. The hands calmed my tense nerves as the man leaned down and kissed my ear. The hands disappeared long enough that I guessed that they must have left. I sighed. While that had been an incredible orgasm I was hoping to have a few more before the night was out.

I ran my hands lightly down my own body when they were suddenly grasped in one strong hand and held over my head. Suddenly, a new sensation flowed up my legs. It wasn’t a hand and it took me a while to finally realize that it was my torn silk nightgown. The man feathered the silk up my quivering torso then moving to one side followed the line of my arm. The alpha male, it had to be him, let go of my hands and I reached out somewhat hesitantly. I ran my hand up his arm and then down through the hair toward waistband of his pants.

The silk was discarded as a new feeling invaded my consciousness. This was as rough and scratchy as the silk was soft and smooth. Like the silk, this started at my feet and worked it’s way up my body, but along the inside of my legs, spreading them further. He lifted the item then lightly brushed it down across my dampened curls.

My hairbrush. I gasped as the brush was replaced with fingers as they found out how slick I was. I heard an appreciative moan as the gentle fingers delved deeper into my folds. The brush continued to move across my skin as I began to lose my sanity. After running the brush over my peaked nipples just harshly enough, the gentle man pulled his now dripping fingers away from me. I moaned and tried to follow the movement by rolling over toward him.

I suddenly exclaimed as the brush swatted me on my now visible ass. I was almost embarrassed at how turned on that made me, but I was too turned on to be embarrassed. I heard the brush lightly thud as it was tossed away. I also heard the sounds of a zipper being pulled down and the rustle of clothes on either side of the bed. I wondered what was going to happen next and I was not very surprised to be pulled over the now bare legs of the alpha male.

His hand swung down and smacked each cheek hard. I could not hold back a moan, though from pain or pleasure, I wasn’t sure. I was sure that it left a handprint on my burning ass. The other man helped me stand then eased me back onto the bed. Then, a thought ran through my mind.

What was going to happen next?

I heard the clink of ice as it was dropped into a glass. The gentle man wrapped his arm around my shoulder and helped me sit as the other man offered me water. The tender one seemed to know exactly what I wanted, the other one seemed to know exactly what I needed. And even though I was loath to admit it, I needed this badly.

The glass was taken away and I once again heard the ice clinking against the glass. Assuming that one of the men was drinking I was startled when an ice cube was gently traced across my skin. I gasped at the contrasts of intense sensation as a tongue flicked out and licked the spot that was at once cold and hot. The ice continued to drip along my body stopping at my nipples, which peaked immediately.

I heard a rustle of movement then another incredible feeling. There was a drip in the valley between my breasts but instead of cold radiating from it, it was heat. The heat quickly dissipated as ice was immediately touched to it sending my body into spasms of delight. Some tiny part of my brain that was functioning told me that it was hot wax.

That tiny part stopped functioning when I reached out blindly and found, to my delight, a large erection. I lightly wrapped my hand around it and sighed over its length and width. I pulled him toward me and to my surprise, he followed my movements. As best that I could, I began to lick and caress the silken cock in my hands.

Having almost forgotten the gentler man with the ice cubes I gasped as he touched it to my clit then tenderly licked away the cold. As I gasped the erection in my hands was eased into my mouth. I moaned from the combination of the tongue on my partially frozen clit and the cock lightly thrusting in my mouth. His strong hands came down to lightly rest on my hair, not forcing but guiding my movements.

I was about ready to come from the ice, tongue, and fingers working on my clit and I wanted the alpha male to come with me. He must have guessed my intention as he suddenly pulled away.

“No!” I exclaimed reaching for him again. He easily captured my hands and leaning down toward me he finally spoke.

“This isn’t about us. This is only about you,” he whispered into my ear as he tweaked one nipple. The other man continued to please me with his tongue as two fingers were thrust into my wet core and my clit was suckled into his mouth. The thought of two men forgoing their pleasure just for me made me loose what little grip on sanity that I had as I climaxed yet again.

As I was trying to catch my breath and slow my pounding heart, I heard another sound of ripping. This time I wasn’t nervous but it did make my heart pound even harder in anticipation.

It was a condom wrapper.

I was rolled over onto my stomach by the stronger man, then my hips were lifted into the air. I had never really liked the doggy style position, it seemed so, well primitive. He first thrust in one finger, avoiding my overly sensitive clit, then added another one. I knew that he was trying to prepare me for his thickness but I really didn’t care right then. I wanted him now.

As if he could read my mind, he removed his fingers and I gasped as he thrust his cock into me. He paused a moment to let me adjust to his size, it had been a long time since I had been with anyone even close to that size. God, it felt good to be stretched like that. My gasp again proved useful as my mouth was filled with an erection. This one was a bit smaller than the first one but I didn’t care. I had never had two men in me at the same time, and knowing that I probably never would again, I decided to take advantage of it.

I lowered my head on his straining erection as much as I could while being filled from behind. I picked up the rhythm of the stronger man and let his thrusts push me further onto the gentler man’s erection. I lightly caressed his balls with one hand as I supported myself with the other. I heard him moan as the man behind me pushed me further down the cock in my mouth. Hands reached out and began to caress my body, paying special attention to my nipples and even my tattoo.

I squeezed my muscles around the erection inside me and, much to my pleasure, I heard him gasp each time I did it. His hands gripped my hips and begin to pull me back to meet his quickening thrusts. I, in turn, grasped the hips of the tender man lying before me. Unlike many women I knew, I actually found giving head to be a huge turn on. Just the fact that I can so easily make a guy completely insane is such a power trip. And a much better one then holding a gun on someone.

I could feel my inner walls begin to contract with yet another orgasm when suddenly he stopped thrusting. I groaned around the erection pulsing between my lips as he leaned over my body and began to whisper.

“You like having both of us inside you at the same time, don’t you?” I simply nodded. “Have you ever done this before?” I shook my head no. “Would you like to do this again?” I involuntarily moaned as I nodded again. “Would you like to try something different?” I pause a split second not sure what he is intending when a finger slips between our bodies and nudges my anus. Suddenly understanding, I nod enthusiastically. Just thinking about what he has implied is enough to start the contractions of another climax that brings both men pulsing within me.

I was a little disappointed that my climax brought about both of theirs. Even though the stronger man asked if I wanted to do this again, I knew that I would never be so fortunate. I licked my lips tasting a few lingering drops of the gentler man’s essence as I reached up to kiss him allowing him to taste himself on my tongue as I tasted myself on his. I broke the kiss and leaned around and kissed the alpha male. I was not surprised to feel him hesitate slightly before he flicked his tongue out to swirl around mine. I had to wonder if the men were looking at each other as we kissed and what thoughts that kiss was bringing out in their minds. What I wouldn’t give to remove the blindfold! The logical part of me knew that if I did this would all be over and I didn’t want that to happen yet.

I reached down and caressed both men mostly as a thank you to each of them. I was pleasantly surprised to find both erections slowly stirring back to life under my hands. These men sure were vigorous. I felt one man ease off the bed as I was busily kissing the other one but he quickly returned. I heard the rip of two more condom packages and knew that if I was unsure at all about this, I needed to stop right now.

I didn’t stop as I pushed the alpha male to his back on the bed. I knew that his giving up control to me was part of what I needed, and that he was the only one able to sense it. I helped both men as they encased themselves in condoms. I straddled the alpha male, letting my wet folds play along his erection without letting him into me. I felt the gentle man climb on the bed behind me so I leaned down to claim the lips of the first man. I was hoping that I could take my mind off the pain that I was sure to follow.

I was surprised when I felt the man gently ease his erection into my pussy. He waited a moment to let me adjust as the man beneath me ground his erection into my clit causing me to become even wetter than before. I shuddered as a finger trailed from my clit, dipping into my moist folds before continuing to my puckered anus. The finger massaged the tight ring of muscle before it eased inside me. I sighed, this felt like nothing I had ever experienced before. If his finger felt this good what would something much larger feel like?

As the strong man beneath me continued to grind into my clit the other slowly inserted another finger, this one coated in what must be some sort of lotion or oil. I dropped my head to the one’s chest as I unconsciously raised my hips for more. He added a third finger and I groaned a bit as I stretched to accommodate him. My lips were captured in a kiss that he quickly broke to whisper again to me.

“Relax. Breathe deeply.” I tried and I could feel the pleasure returning as the discomfort was wiped away. “He won’t hurt you but if you want to stop anytime just say the word and it’s over.” I simply nodded too overcome to speak. Moments later I felt the fingers easing out of me.

“No. Don’t stop. I don’t want this to be over,” I nearly cried thinking that they might stop this incredible pleasure.

“Shhh. I’m not stopping, baby.” I was eased up as he pulled his erection from inside me. Wanting to be filled again, I fumbled for the other erection that was still rubbing against me. I felt the tip of his cock nudge the center of my pussy and with my own hand, I spread my folds apart as I slowly lowered myself onto each throbbing inch. As soon as I was settled, with him completely buried inside me, his strong hands lifted me then let me engulf him again.

I felt a hand on my shoulder gently pushing me forward and I knew that it was the time. Again he eased two lotion covered fingers into my anus. I felt nothing but pleasure this time. He removed his fingers but they were quickly replaced with the head of his cock. The stronger man reached around and spreading my cheeks, he helped the gentler man slide into me.

I moaned with each small thrust that pushed another inch into me until I finally had both men buried inside me. We all paused for a second so that my body could adjust to the new sensation. I thought that I was full when just the one man was inside me but this was totally incredible. Having more leverage, the gentler man began to pull out only to push back in a moment later. He led the rhythm of our coupling and I knew that I was not going to last too much longer.

The intensity of these feelings made me forget all about the nightmares that had plagued me just a short time ago. I let everything go except the pleasure that was once again washing over me. All the pain and the confusion were gone. All the uncertainty and fear along with it.

Only pleasure remained.

And the two men unselfishly offering it to me.

I ran my hands up the strongly muscled body beneath me and even though he had stopped me before, I traced my hands over his head. Startled to find a bare scalp, I suddenly realized who this had to be, but before I could say anything my world was shattered in a million pieces with yet another orgasm.

I passed out with the intensity of the orgasm that hit me making me forget everything but pleasure. When I came to, all four hands were tenderly stroking my body and I released the tears. I refused to consider who these men were but they seemed to know exactly what I needed. I cried into the broad chest of the man beneath me as they both slipped from my body. I wanted to tell them not to leave but I knew that when the morning came there would be far too many questions.

And regrets.

I soon fell asleep, not to be disturbed by them leaving or, mercifully, by nightmares. I was once again myself, and in my newfound innocence, I fell into a peaceful sleep.

The End

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