She was in that transition between sleep and consciousness where everything is hazy. She felt the slightest caress on her face, and wanted to reach for it as if a dream were escaping her grasp. She couldn't reach, her hands weren't responding to her thoughts. Not that they didn't want to, it was that they were bound at the wrist to the headboard. Coming fully awake now she realized that not only were her ankles also bound, but she had a blindfold on as well. Panic was welling up inside, because she knew their was someone else in the room with her.
She heard the comforting words from a man informing her that she was fine and he wasn't going to hurt her. She recognized the voice but could not place it immediately. She could hear him moving about the room, opening drawers and then heard the bedroom door open and close - as if he were looking for something. She asked what he wanted, he told her, " I've only ever wanted to please you".
She now knew who was in the room with her...her lover. He came to the bed, leaned next to her head and whispered in her ear, " Tonight's the night...enjoy it".
His words were elusive, and she didn't understand what he meant.
She heard him sit down on the chair that was in the corner of the room, but felt the bed move as if someone was getting on the bed. How can he be in two places at once? Unless...
Someone else was there. Who was it?
She was splayed for the entire world to see. She slept in the nude and knew that the bed sheets didn't cover her. Who else would he bring to see her helpless like this?
Although she was nervous, she could feel the stirrings of arousal as well. She felt the stranger touch her feet and ankles, over the restraints, and up her legs. The stranger's touch was very soft and gentle. As the hands glided up her legs to mid thigh, she could now feel the sensations of small kisses by her knees, and soon the wet licking of a tongue as it made tiny circles up towards her now wet sex. These feelings were starting
to make her wet. She couldn't close her legs or touch herself. She was at the complete mercy of this unknown person.
The stranger didn't speak as they slowly moved their hands past her tummy to her chest to rub her tits and play with her stiffening nipples. As the hands grasped, their tongue began to lick at her swelling clit. She could feel the juices run freely down her lips now and her nipples were tingling at the touch.
This stranger was turning her on immensely. They knew what to touch and when to do it. She could only moan and squirm since she couldn't touch herself or the stranger. They gently blew on her clit, sending small shivers up her body. She writhed as long slender fingers probed her inside, as the thumb continued to rub her clit area.