Sucks To Be You

Prologue

"Just do it, Adrian." His sister has beem bugging him since this morning to play the sax while he is blindfolded just to spice up the boring night, they are trapped in with celbrating with the elites of the town.
"This sucks. Not really a challenge." Any musician can play without sight, well except for sigt reading, but you get my point, don't you? Once your hands get the hang of what you're doing, you'll play no differently.
"Cocky, are we?" She said while raising her right eyebrow. From the gleam in her eyes,  I already know that she's planning something or maybe just doing her social experiment on me. Amanda never gets tired of manipulating people. But enough of that, I grabbed the saxophone case and the silk cloth and went exploring this big mansion.
The mansion was ginormous like the mother of all mansions. We live in one, too but this structure is definitely much bigger than ours, screaming wealth and power with it's Victorian walls.
After half an hour of exploring, my arms are a little bit sore from carrying the instrument case, so just as I reach the door at the farthest corner, I assumed since I haven't met any living person yet in my walk, there's no one occupying this wing. I opened one of the double doors and went inside.
The room was surprisingly warm and very homey, contrary to the room, he's currently staying at. Feeling at ease with the surrounding, he opened up the case, the velvet interior free of dust and grabbed his instrument. The saxophone was a gift from her deceased grandmother. He tree to play soothing melodies to appease the older woman back in his childhood, though a very talented only a few know of his prowess, that is until he was caught playing by the dowager, an old friend of her grandma's, so unlike every year where he just endures the pleasantries of these social events, he was requested to do a mini concert for everyone. He of course,  refused, but seeing the joy in his mother'so eyes, he was pudding to her pleadings. He already played about 4 songs to appease the crowd, so excusing himself for a well deserved break. He left the room until his feet brought him here.
"that would just have to suffice, I am drained." Shining his instrument, he hummed a simple tune. Upon seeing the silk cloth, his curiousity taking the best of him, he placed it in his eyes, securing the cloth  with a graceful knot, he placed his fingers in the sax and started playing a romantic melody, that even makes his own toes curl from it's sensual sound. He was oblivious to his surroundings, he continued playing, though he might have heard a rustling in the background, he kept his concentration until he finished the sexy song, he knows he will never play for anyone. With the blindfold, heightening his senses, he touched the front of his pants and just groaned feeling the huge bulge respond to his music, not so far away, unknownst to him, the rustling he heard were of clothes being taken off, the sounds of dainty feet alarmed him that he was not the only one in the room. His instincts told him, it was a female who graced him with her company and upon thinking further of the female who saw his almost erotic performance undoubtedly, he felt himself blush, a very first since he never felt the attraction most males talk about the opposite sex.
"Who are you?" he asked,  his heart beating overtime and his blood all leading to his groin. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, all his thoughts centered to the girl,  now he thinks is just an arms length away from him. He made a move to take off the blindfold but the seductive laugh and warm hands on his face,  prevented him to do so.
"Hmmm," he was paralyzed as the seductress played with his hair, she removed the sax from his lap and replaced the instrument while breathing in his ear.
"I'm yours," He shivered not from the cold, but with the husky voice of the vixen in his lap. She slowly started grinding her hips to his erection, while unbuttoning his shirt. He came undone as she brushed those soft hands with his nipples, her tongue following every movement. His breathing was harsh, he was a slave to the passion the beautiful stranger was eliciting from him. She then, stood up to release his pants while sucking, licking and biting the sensitive spot in his neck, probably leaving a lot of marks in itrs wake. When his pants were removed, the cool air did nothing for his heated skin. He could not keep his hands to himself anymore, he rubbed small circles in his stranger's back. He moaned as he realized that the woman was naked as well, with her skin so sooth to the touch, he got harder. The sounds of their passion resounded in the room, but still it wasn't enough. He cupped both breasts and was rewarded by a heady moan, she was extremely sensitive and so responsive. She fisted her hand on his hair, arching her back to offer more of her supple breasts. Her other hand grabbed his manhood hard, making her groan against her nipple. The sound adding to the pleasure, the woman was receiving with the added vibrations. Never stopping from stopping from pumping that smooth yet hard flesh, she placed her thumb on the slit, gigles erupted from her mouth as the man underneath him shivered. She licked every spot she could reach until she went down on her knees and took the task of her hands to her mouth, slightly pinching his nipples as she sucked harder, and incessantly licking the top of the man's cock, especially the slit, she felt arms go reach her butt and raise her body to make her sit again in his lap.
"You're one wild woman, fuck." He kissed the life of that woman pressing against him in the most delicious of all places, only stopping for the needed breath but still his mouth only went down to the female's neck. He made the woman lie on her back and started kissing every part of that wonderful woman. When he reached the juncture of her thighs, he sucked hard against her clit, lapping all the cream she was giving him. He kept on eating her pussy, screaming as multiple orgasms rocked her body. She was pleading for him to take her. His body was begging him too, so he granted the woman's request. Thrusting slowly, unlike all their previous actions, he broke the barrier of her innocence, from the multiple orgasms she had,  her body still quaking from the previous, her body accepted his large length. He continuously hit her gspot that had her writhing in pleasure and milking him as well. Their pace became wild, rough but as they reached their final climax, his seed emptying once again for the nth time to the goddess beneath him. He can't help but think life would be perfect as he removed the blindfold from his face and held the woman he for the first time,  in such a short time, fell in love with.
Before closing his eyes and letting sleep take over, he carried the woman to the bedroom in the other side of the room. Laying her in the bed and sweeping those lustrous black locks againsther face to her ear. He cuddled the woman and made a move to himself to ask for the temptress name the soonest.

Feeling slightly cold from the loss of the body against him, he panicked and looked for the angel who took away his heart from him. Wearing his clothes last night, he searched for the girl, but finding only a red ribbon in the doorway, she was gone. she left.