We went out last night, dinner and drinks, a live band at the Bend Store. The 14-mile drive back to town is twisty turny and has a big deer population. So, I go slowly. You are sitting next to me in the truck. In the darkness of the Texas hill country, we meet a few trucks on the road. I look over at you and see that you have your hand up your shirt teasing your nipple. You are distracting me on purpose, I think.
Arriving back at the house we settle in and watch a little television and then get ready for bed. Snuggled together we drift off to sleep.
I awake early the next morning and gather up some items I have been hiding from you, long Velcro straps, a firm bolster, pillows and a paint brush. Gently, quietly I slip Velcro straps around your ankles and start pulling your sleeping shirt up. You wake up a little so I snuggle back in behind you, arms around you, you do not resist my attempt to relieve you of the shirt. Holding your tits in my hands, rolling the nipples between finger and thumb. You are pressing back against me. Your hands on top of mine directing me to touch here or there. Gently I slip a Velcro strap onto your wrist one at a time and you become aware and are curious as to what is in store. Rolling you onto your back, taking the Velcro strap and attaching it to the headboard of the bed, first the right and then the left. Then quickly moving down to grab the ankle straps to be attached to the post at the foot of the bed. You are very attentive and a little surprised. Lifting your hips sliding the firm bolster under you softened with the pillow. Sitting back to look at you spread eagled with your hips elevated five inches off the bed. The position causes your large soft tits to move up on your chest a little, nipples are hard little buttons pushing up.
Moving around you I take the paintbrush and apply it gently to the side of your neck drawing lines down the side, moving across to your throat lightly stroking from your jaw to collar bone. You squirm a little in anticipation pulling against the restraints. Maybe I should tighten them a bit. Applying the paint brush to your collarbones and your shoulders. Turning the brush over I tap your shoulder with the hard plastic handle. Back to the brush tip and moving down to your tits, making big circles around the bottom of your boobs, across your ribs, sometimes firmly sometimes very lightly, just barely touching the nipple causes you to inhale sharply and push your breast up for more contact.