Perfect Timing for Naughty Fun
(Published on Friday, November 4, 2005)
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For the last year or so my husband and I have been inviting a male friend of ours into our bedroom for some naughty fun. For the sake of this story I'll call him Johnny, though this is not his real name. Both he and my husband have a foot fetish. Johnny always spends a greal deal of time at my feet, and I love having my feet stimulated, so whenever my husband and Johnny are playing with my feet at the same time, I'm in total ecstacy. With lots of sensuous attention given to my feet, you'd be surprised at how sexually submissive I can become even though I'm not that way by nature. It works out very well for both my husband and Johnny.

My husband's kink is to watch others make love to me when I'm tied and blindfolded, and virtually helpless to do anything about it. Admittedly, I love being sexually overwhelmed like that, and Johnny is a wonderful lover. I always look forward to him coming over. He's gentle in his lovemaking, and yet very forceful in sexually ravishing me as I pull at my restraints in mock resistance. Despite the rolepaying that is going on, I nonetheless become very aroused by the alternate reality of having Johnny do virtually whatever it is that he wants to do to my naked and bound body.

Sometimes Johnny crosses the line beyond my own personal comfort zone, but because he is able to read my body language so well, I rarely ever have to actually stop him from pushing the envelope, which so many guys like to do, even when it goes beyond what a woman enjoys. That's why both my husband and I have continued to enjoy his company, and why he's always welcome into our bedroom when we're in the mood for some kinky fun.

Our routine is for me to engage in a blindfolded self bondage session after leaving the back door of our house unlocked so that Johnny can come into our house while I'm alone, tie me up even more securely, and then have his way with me while I make mock struggles to free myself from his sexual control. It took me a long time to be comfortable doing this, but Johnny is the perfect companion for this kind of kinky play, and it's a great way for me to please my husband while at the same time being sexually satisfied myself.

My husband loves this particular scenario because it excites him to know that I've voluntarily subjected myself to being sexually submissive to Johnny while he's away from the house, and able to fantasize about what Johnny might be doing to me in our bedroom. He also gets extremely aroused by the thill of coming home to find that I am completely naked and tied down in bed while Johnny is virtually having his way with me. As I've mentioned, this scenario works quite well for me. Whether Johnny is the one playing with me, or just my husband alone, I've grown to love being a sexual submissive to my husband's dominant ways. And like my husband is with me in private, Johnny is never mean or cruel in his sexual dominance, but is especially attentive to being erotic and sensual.

As for the perfect timing of this story, one thing that I had not previously done for my husband was to fulfill his fantasy of coming home one day to the real surprise of discovering that I had secretly made arrangements with Johnny to come over during a self bondage session while I was home alone. We had always made these arrangements together, so the part of having my husband come home to discover me in bondage while another man was having his way with me had always been roleplayed. Johnny and I had talked about fulfilling this fantasy of my husband's, but it hadn't come into fruition until that one fateful day.

I decided that I would surprise my husband by engaging in a self bondage session for him so that he could come home to have some kinky fun with me. Normally we plan this kind of kinky date together where he comes home to roleplay being another man whom I've supposedly invited over to play with me while I'm tied and blindfolded. It's a fun scenario. I even go so far as to leave the back door of our house unlocked to make my husband's experience of being invited over as another man more realistic. The scenario has been so rewarding for me that I've even done it myself when my husband hasn't been home when I've masturbated myself to a few orgasms with one free hand, and pretended that another man was sexually ravishing my naked, and bound body.

I could hardly wait to surprise my husband for real. Roleplaying is fun, but I knew that he would be thrilled to come home to find me in self bondage when he wasn't at all expecting it. In fact, he's told me from time to time that he wished I would take the initiative to do that every once in while. So I took the afternoon off from my daily chores to have a nice long, and luxurious bath. I was getting really horny with thoughts of what my husband would do to me after coming home to discover me in self bondage, so I began to masturbate for a little sexual relief when the phone rang. I reached over to the portable phone that I had brought into the bathroom, thinking that my husband was calling, and found out to my surprise that Johnny was on the phone instead.

We hadn't seen or spoken to Johnny in a while. We thought that maybe he had gotten another girlfriend, and couldn't play with us like he was able to do when he was unattached, and avalaible. Sure enough, that's exactly what had happened. As I soaked in the tub, we caught each other up on the news of our lives, and then our talk became sexual. I teased Johnny by telling him about the surprise I had planned for my husband. He expressed his jealously about not being part of the plans this time around, and blurted out, "Do you want me to swing by, and add myself to the mix?"

"I'd love to," I answered back, "but my husband wouldn't be expecting you."

"Isn't that one of his ultimate fantasies, to come home to find someone else playing with you while you're tied and blindfolded?" He answered back with a suggestively naughty tone in his voice.

He was right. It suddenly dawned on me that this could be the perfect timing to have Johnny come over to help fulfill one of my husband's naughtiest fantasies. We had always roleplayed the scene of my husband coming home to find me with someone else, and in fact, Johnny had roleplayed it with us. The thought of actually suprising my husband for real made my heart skip a beat with an excitement I hadn't felt in a while. After all, according to my husband, one of the reasons that Johnny was part of our sex lives was to add some excitement. This would surely do it.

I was deep in my thoughts when Johnny interrupted. "Cat got your tongue?"

"No, I was just thinking how really naughty this would be," I said excitedly.

"So do you want to do it?" He asked.

Without thinking much more about it I just blurted out, "Sure."

"I could be there in a half hour," he told me. "I just stepped out of the shower."

I had planned on soaking in the tub for much longer, but the timing of his call had been perfect, so I told him that I'd leave the back door unlocked, and I'd be engaged in a self bondage session in a half hour. He of course liked that idea a lot, and so did I. It excited me to put myself into self bondage when I knew that someone would be sexually ravished my naked, and bound body. I enjoyed losing that sexual control to someone who could make me cum hard and fast, and Johnny had been a really good sexual partner for our kinky fun. Like my husband, Johnny gives my feet a lot of attention because he had a foot fetish. I always looked forward to that part of our naughty fun together.

I was a little apprehensive about making these arrangements to have Johnny come over on his own without my husband's knowledge, but that's exactly how my husband had planned it with him a few times already even though all we did was roleplay it before. Besides, my husband had previously complained to me that I didn't take ny own initiative when it came to our sex lives, and planning this on my own with Johnny was definitely taking my own initiative. My apprehension, however, was quickly replaced with the excitement of knowing that Johnny would be coming over about a half hour ahead of my husband's arrival home. My bath would be cut short by a half hour, but the excitement of doing something so naughty would be well worth it. I could hardly wait.

A half hour later I was lying naked on our bed. I had already left the back door to our house unlocked, turned on some sexy music, laid out a few of my favorite sex toys, and had lit a number of candles throughout the bedroom. As I had done before for my husband so many times before, I slipped my ankles in through fur cuffs that were secured to the bottom corners of our bed, I placed a blindfold over my eyes, and I laid down on my back. I then reached up to the top corners of our bed to slip my wrists in through the fur cuffs that were secured there, and then pulled on them to make my self bondage complete.

Because of the music, I wouldn't be able to hear Johnny make his way into our house, and into our bedroom, but I knew that he would be on time. He always was. I knew that my husband would be home just about a half hour later. I was actually excited about him being excited by the surprise that I had planned. My only regret about being blindfolded is that I wouldn't be able to see the look of surprise on my husband's face when he first walked into our bedroom to find Johnny already there playing with me.

All of my naughty thoughts were soon forgotten when I suddenly felt Johnny's fingers tracing the soles of first one foot, and then the other. He had arrived! Johnny was very proficient at stimulating my feet so wonderfully. I've known a few guys who had a foot fetish, and much to my surprise, a number of them were wholly disappointing. One would think that a guy with a foot fetish would give great foot massages, and know how to shrimp a woman's toes. But that's just not true. Thankfully, Johnny was an exception. Frankly, he is just as good as my husband is at pleasuring me through my feet, and my husband is no slouch in that department. With the two of them working on my feet and toes, I am always in Seventh Heaven, and will submit to them in any way sexually that they want to take me.

Oh, my God was Johnny good at stimulating my feet! For at least the next half hour he tongued, and sucked every one of my toes, alternating between one of my feet, and then the other. Another thing that I really liked about Johnny is that he pretty much remained quiet the entire time, which was great because I prefer not to be distracted while I'm being sexually stimulated. My husband is that way, too, usually quiet in his lovemaking, so it was perfect for me.

I lost track of time, but at one point I knew that my husband must have gotten home. It excited me to think of how surprised he must have been when he first came home to find Johnny playing with me. When the three of us are roleplaying together, my husband most often just watches until Johnny has had his way with me. It excites my husband to watch while someone takes me completely, especially when I am tied and virtually helpless to stop them. I get excited knowing that he's watching, and getting off on it.

At one point my phone rang, but the machine answered, and I was soon lost in the pleasure of having Johnny take advantage of having me tied and helpless. By now I had already cum at least a dozen times. I'm multi-orgasmic, especially when I'm being so wonderfully, and completely stimulated. Johnny knows what turns me on the most. Just as I wanted it, he freed my ankles, pulled me taut towards the bottom of the bed to imobolize me further, and  lifted my legs up over his shoulders to pin me down onto the bed as he entered my pussy to fuck me. I am a very limber woman, and being in this position enables a man to hit my g-spot as he fucks me, which forces me to have incredibly powerful orgasms.

Johnny likes having me pinned down in this position as well because the soles of my feet are face up on the pillow above my head, and within easy reach of his eager mouth and tongue. When he fucks me like this, I'm unable to move even an inch, and having him overwhelm me this way in hugely arousing. He has the ability to keep fucking me hard and fast in a very rythymic fashion while at the same time kissing, and licking my soles and toes. I can't stay in this position for a lenghtly period of time, but being sexually dominated in such an overpowering way is enormously satisfying. I usually cum pretty quickly at this point, and so do both Johnny and my husband.

After both of us came, I was still shaking from the enormity of my climax, and ensuing multiple orgasms. Curiosity about how my husband had reacted to my surprise got the best of me, so I blurted out to him, "So were you surprised to find Johnny here?"

Instead of hearing my husband's reply, Johnny spoke out to say, "Your husband isn't here. I thought you knew since it was hard to miss his message when he called." There was a pause, and I was too dumbfounded to say anything. Then he spoke again. "You did hear his message, didn't you? I mean, your answering machine is in your living room, but the volume is so loud that I heard it clear in here."

He was right. I keep the volume up loud, and can normally hear messages on my answering machine when I'm in the bedroom. "That was my husband?" I asked incredulously. "What did he say? I missed it. Obviously you had me distracted" I had rememered my answering machine picking up, and even heard someone leaving a message, but I hadn't paid enough attention to realize that my husband had been calling.

"I'm glad that I had you distracted," he said with some pride. "I'll have to do that more often."

"Yes you will," I replied back.

"He said something about running late, and not being able to be home for another couple of hours," Johnny explained.

"Ah, so it was your plan to have me all to yourself, huh?" I teased him.

"Well, it wasn't exactly planned," he said with some excitement in his voice, "but I'm sure glad that it happened. Are you okay with it? You're not mad or anything, are you?" He asked.

"No, I'm fine." I told him, and I was. I was very much aroused with the realization that Johnny really did have me all to himself, and while I was in such a vulnerable state. I even felt a bit daring, hoping that Johnny might realize the opportunity to really take me as he wanted. Something about that really turned me on. I was almost surprised by it.

Suddenly Johnny broke my thoughts when blurted out, "It's sexually liberating to have you tied up and helpless without your husband around to stop me from doing what I really want to do to you. I can't tell you how turned on I'm getting again. I can hardly believe that I am here with you like this."

With my heart skipping a couple of beats, I coyly blurted out, "So what are you going to do to me now?"

"I think I'm going to have to fuck you again," he said matter-of-factly.

The way that he said it with a determined purpose to take me no matter what I said or did turned me on in a way that was almost embarrassing. But even more embarrassing was the way that he looked at me in such a knowing fashion, as if he knew that this is exactly what I wanted him to do, and that he knew that I knew it.

He reached down to my pussy, poked his finger inside, and pulled it out again. My juices dripped down his finger. "Look at how wet you are with the idea that I'm going to fuck you no matter what you say or do, and no matter how much you struggle against me. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" He asked, but only rhetorically since he knew that I wanted him to sexually ravish me while I resisted his attempts.

So in a soft, but come-on voice, I replied back, "No ... no ... what are you going to do to me?"

As I spoke with mock resistance, he turned me on even more by reminding me "You're tied up and helpless, and you can't stop me from doing whatever I want to do to you."

I eagerly played along with his sexual domination. With much surprise, it turned me on to do so. I even convinced myself that he was forcing me to do things that I didn't want to do, which turned me on even more. For the moment of our scenario it was perfect timing to be doing this. So even though I put on a seemingly real resistance, which he seemed to appreciate a great deal, I virtually allowed him to dominate me further.

Evidentally as I was quick to learn, Johnny had a foot tickling fetish. He had untied me, but only so that he could turn me over onto my stomach to tie me down again. He tied my wrists together above my head, and tied my legs and ankles together with some belts that he had brought along with him in his bag of goodies. I happen to have very ticklish feet, so it was good that he had tied me down so well. Otherwise, I may have caused some damage.

For the next half hour or so, he say on the back of my legs, and tickled my bare soles. I had tears streaming down my cheeks from the hard tickling, but he was good enough to give me some breaks every once in a while. If he hadn't been good about doing that, I would have had to insist that he stop. But as it happened, we both enjoyed having the soles of my feet tickled without much mercy. After he tickled the soles of my feet, he smothered my soles and toes with soft, wet kisses. Then he began fucking the soles of my feet with his hard cock, and soon exploded with a stream of cum all over my soles. I was a little surprised that he had cum again since he had cum pretty powerfully when he had fucked me earlier.

Afterwards he untied me so that we could re-group. We quickly decided together that we should prepare for my husband's suprise by setting things up again, but only as if Johnny had just come over. I didn't want him thinking that Johnny and I had spent close to two hours together just in case it caused him to be jealous. In less than a half hour my husband arrived to find Johnny playing with me. As I had hoped for, the surprise I gave him was a rousing success, and he even told both Johnny and me that he hoped it would be repeated.

Johnny and I looked at each other without saying a word, except to confirm with my husband that we would have to surprise him like that again. My husband reads the stories on this site, and I can't wait until he learns of the extra little surprise that we had that pretty much surprised both Johnny and myself as well. As my husband has told me before time and time again, as long as he is involved in person at some point, these are the kind of surprises that turn him on. They certainly turn me on!