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Exposing Cindy - Chapter 2 - Bound to be Fucked

Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Anal, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 27, Source: LushStories

of my panties seemed to be perpetually wet these days. I was like a bitch in heat. I felt that I was emanating a scent that was alerting men of my arousal and availability. It was late Saturday morning when I approached Jim in the den. "Jim, when are you going to invite your anonymous friend over again?" "Are you in the mood to play again?" Sheepishly, I nodded and softly replied, "Uh huh, I think I am." "You know you'll have to be blindfolded and tied again?" "I know," I stammered. I could feel myself getting wet just saying these words. "I think this time I'll have you lie on your tummy," Jim mused. "You have such a great ass. Our guest should get to see that gorgeous bubble butt of yours." "Jim, you are making me very wet. Call him and see if he can come over this afternoon." I waited in the den while Jim made the call. While a waited for Jim's return, I thought to myself, 'Cindy, you really are a little slut. Thank god, Jim loves sluts as long as they are his sluts.' Jim came back and said, "He'll be here at three. Go bathe, shave your parts and get ready. I will get the restraints and blindfold ready for you. You'll be all ready before he gets here." "Yes, sir," I said softly. And I did precisely what I was told. My heart was pounding as I shaved the stubble from my vulva in the tub and washed my 'parts'. I resisted the urge to masturbate. I had not climaxed in several days, and the temptation to 'take the edge' off' here in the tub using my handheld water massager ... was quite real. However, I resisted. I wanted to save my climax for my 'friend'. I sat in front of my vanity table, applying my make-up and blow drying my hair. I looked good. I pulled my blonde hair into a ponytail. My large green eyes, and plump lips made me look much younger than my forty four years. My 34B cup breasts were firm, my nipples were quite erect. Despite the fact that I was the mother of two college aged boys, my abdomen was flat and firm. Yes, through a combination of regular exercise and diet, I had maintained the figure of a woman much younger than my true chronological age. I looked at the clock. It was 2:19 p.m. I had nearly an hour to wait. I put on my robe, remaining naked underneath and went into the living room to find Jim. He had been busy. He handed me a glass of merlot. "Here, you should drink this to help you relax," he advised. I nodded and took a sip. Jim had moved the our coffee table and the large ottoman in front of the gas fireplace. Jim had tied two long strips of terrycloth, which were torn from an old towel, to the legs of the coffee table. He had placed a pillow in the floor, next to the ottoman. "Are we going to 'play' out here, instead of the bedroom?" I asked, nervously. "I think so," Jim answered with a strange smile. He then grabbed a chair from the kitchen and placed it between the coffee table and the ottoman between the terrycloth strips. "Exactly what do you have in mind?" I asked, somewhat confused at this set up. Jim smiled and ...