It was early one Saturday morning, the sun was just beginning to peek through the curtains. My husband rolls over and grabs the blindfold from under the bed. I wake up as he places it over my eyes.
"Good morning baby. Sleep well?" He asked.
"Yes. What are you doing?"
"Just lay back and relax. Don't worry about anything."
Once the blindfold is in place he kisses me very gently on the lips then down my neck. He reaches to the sides of the bed where we keep the satin ropes tied (just in case!!). He ties my hands and feet to the bed so that I can not move. With the blindfold in place and my limbs tied securely, he moves to the closet where we keep our toys. I know that something is going on as he keeps his distance from the bed. We have talked and teased about a day like this, but it couldn't actually be coming true?
I listen as he moves through the house. I hear ice, coffee, and then footsteps. My body is responding well to just the thought that this dream might actually be coming true. When he enters the bedroom again, I hear some movement that I can't identify. Finally he moves back to the bed.
My tits are fully aroused and my pussy is dripping with anticipation at the events that my mind has been reeling over for the past few minutes. As he grabs my tits he says, "just a little excited aren't we?" Then he squeezes the right nipple between his fingers and lifts it into the air. I let out a slight moan as he lowers his mouth to the left nipple and grabs it between his teeth. The pulls on both nipples at the same time and I arch my back and pull at the restraints holding my hands. As he continues to massage my tits with his mouth and hands I notice that he is keeping the rest of his body away from mine. The only parts of his body that are touching me are his hands and mouth.