He grabbed me as I entered the house, then blindfolded me, holding my arm he led me to the bedroom. Once there, he took off my blouse and skirt and didn't say a word. He backed me up until I hit the bed and lost my footing and landed on it.
Then, grabbing my left wrist, he pulled me up to the top of the bed where I laid there and waited. Then I felt the familiar texture of hemp rope being wrapped around my wrist. My arm was pulled, but not overly tight, in the direction of the left handed bed post, and he tied me to the post.
I am shocked when my right wrist is wrapped in the same hemp rope, my arm pulled and tied to the other bed post. I was speechless and breathless; my head reeling with a thousand different thoughts. Warm hands ran down both my arms, to the sides of my breasts and further down my sides, over my hips and each of them grabbing a leg. In synch, as if they had practiced this. There were two of them!
They remove my thigh highs. I am most focused on my right side, the unfamiliar touch. I can't tell just yet if it's a woman or a man, I just know the touch is warm. My ankles are wrapped in the rope and tied to the foot posts. My legs are spread wide and I feel my panties cool from the wetness and the cool room. My clit is throbbing with anticipation and curiosity is getting the best of me.
Then both of them climb up onto the bed, on either side of me. No one has spoken a word. I feel a weight shift on my left as someone moves and settles between my spread legs. The only thing I feel is one finger tracing my pussy lips on my damp panties, and I jerk involuntarily. I breathe in deeply through my nose, catching the scent from the candles. The finger becomes more insistent and has managed to wedge its way between my lips, wondrously rubbing my clit through my now soaked panties. I realize that I am trying to spread my legs more and can't. I begin grinding my hips into the finger, wanting more.
I am so hot and feel like I could cum quick. "Lick me, baby," I plead. The body on my right finally moves, brushing against me. It's him!
"Where would you like me to lick you?" he whispers in my ear.
Still blindfolded, my head strains to the right. I'm surprised to realize that someone else is playing with my cunt. I just knew that it had to be you. The finger between my legs moves my panties to the side, exposing my shaved and glistening lips. It strokes my clit, and the body attached to that hand shifts position. The warm, soft body of a woman is pressed against my thigh. I feel her full breasts on my leg, and her face brushes the inside of my thigh. Her tongue assaults me, licking up and down my slit, and circles wildly around my clit, flicking it
A rather loud groan escapes me, "Take this fucking blindfold off me!" I demand.
"Patience," he whispers.
