Blindfolded Bondage Sex With A Twist
Published on Monday, April 4, 2010
This story was submitted anonymously.
Over the years I've gotten to know the wife of one of
the contributors of this Great Feet site pretty
well. I first got to know her husband after sending him an e-mail to
let him know how much his wife's feet turned me on. But most of my
chats have been with his wife. He knows about the on-line chats I have
with his her, and he's perfectly fine with it. Happily for her and me,
it arouses him to think that his wife is being naughty with me on-line.
The irony is that almost all of our chats are pretty G-rated, and many
of them don't even discuss my foot fetish. Still, I've enjoyed having
an on-line FWB (Friend With Benefits).
A number of years ago when I was on a business trip, and passing
through the city they live in, I ended up having dinner with them. I
would have loved to have gone to their house to have some foot fetish
fun with his wife, but for some reason that I don't remember, we only
went to dinner. Still, it was great to see them in person.
We sat in a booth together. I was on one side of the table, and they
sat together on the other side. I really enjoyed sitting across from a
couple who was already aware of my foot fetish. I could be comfortable
with them about it. Like me, he has a foot fetish, and she's
wonderfully indulgent about it with him.
I had a really nice conversation with them, but what I enjoyed the most
was when she indulged me with a naughty little surprise. Suddenly I
felt her bare feet up against my crotch. At first I thought I was
imagining it because it was so subtle. She had slipped her feet off of
her flip flops, and inched them up in between my open legs. Her
perfectly pedicured toes had made their way to my growing hard-on
inside my jeans, so I couldn't help but to be very aroused. Soon I felt
her toes massaging my cock. She subtly played with my cock, which of
course was still inside of my jeans since we were in a public place.
Still, what she was doing with those suckable toes her hers made my
night. Surprisingly, I somehow managed to have a normal dinner
conversation throughout my naughty surprise.
At first her husband wasn't aware of what she was doing, but I knew
that he'd be aroused by his wife's naughty playfulness when he found
out, so I stayed relaxed about it. When knowing looks and smiles were
exchanged between the two of them, I could see that he knew what was
going on. That made what she was doing even more arousing.
Nothing much else happened at the dinner table, but I can tell you when
I had a chance to look later on that I had a lot of pre-cum that had
leaked out when she was playing with me so discreetly. Wouldn't you?! What a wonderful
evening it had been. But that's not why I've written this story. As it
turns out, this was just a prelude to a much naughtier time later on.
Much later on.
Over the next few years we continued our on-line relationship by
chatting in e-mail. I didn't really chat with her husband any more,
except on the rarest of occasions when he would post photos of her feet
on-line, but he knew about the chats his wife was having with me. He
encouraged them, because as I mentioned, he found the idea of his wife
having naughty foot fetish fun with others on-line to be arousing.
As it turns out, she acquired income property in the same area of the country that I sometimes travel to,
so we've teased one another about having some foot fetish fun in person
when she's there on business. That is, if and when the two of us are in
the same area at the same time. The irony is that this particular
property of hers is across the country from where she lives with her
husband. You'll understand the irony when you read what recently
happened. I call it a win-win-win situation.
As it turned out, I had to take care of some business about 45 minutes
away from her when she was at her place getting it ready to be leased
out. She could have come to where I was staying, but we decided that it
would be better if I simply drove to meet her at her place.
"There
isn't much in my place right now," she explained to me, "but it's
cozy enough to have some foot fetish fun."
Actually, for me, what was proposed was right up my
alley. One of my fantasies was to play with her feet while she was
asleep. She's known this for years, so she's playfully teased me about
having me do exactly that to her. I loved how indulgent she was being
with me, that she would role-play being in a sound sleep so that I
could fulfill this fantasy of mine with her. I guess one of the reasons
that particular fantasy is one of my favorites is because it would be
such a naughty thing to do. The "what if I get caught" factor
is highly arousing. It's a very kinky thing to do.
Because I wasn't exactly sure when I would get to her place, I told her
that I'd call when I knew I'd be a few minutes away. We hadn't really
hammered out the details of how we'd role-play my fantasy. The only
thing I knew for
sure was that she'd unlock her door for me so that I could quietly slip
inside while she was "taking a nap."
She does stuff like this for her
husband all the time, and since we had gotten to know each other very
well over the years, both of us were very comfortable with that
arrangement.
It's hard to say in words how excited I was when I pulled over a few
blocks from her house so that I could use my cell phone to let her know
that I was nearby. My hands were visably shaking. What a rush!
"Hi. It's me," I
told her.
"I
can see that," she said. I had forgotten about caller ID.
"Where
are you?" She asked.
"I'm
just a couple of blocks away," I told her.
"Oh
good," she said with a happy tone in her voice.
What she said next kind of
surprised me, but at the same time it elevated my arousal level to a
very heightened state.
"Listen," she started to explain, "I just got out of a bath, and I'm just too wiped out to help you
carry that stuff out to your car. Would you mind very much doing it
yourself? I mean, it's not that much; maybe a few dozen books. Do you
mind?"
"Not at all," I chimed in to say, as if it had been
rehearsed.
"Thank
you so much," she said with a sincere tone of voice as if
I was really coming to the house to pick up some books. "Just
walk upstairs, and you'll find those books along the wall in the guest
room to your right." Then she added, "Oh, just
so you know, I can't stay awake another moment, so I have to take a nap
right now. I can't wait another minute. I'm a very heavy sleeper, too,
so when my head hits that pillow, I'm probably going to be out like a
light. So please don't be offended if I'm not up to say good-bye. Can
you be cool with that?"
"Not a problem at all," I told her. I was happily amused
with the way she was indulging my fantasy. "Perfect,"
I thought to myself. "A heavy sleeper."
"Thanks. I really appreciate it," she replied. "Please
lock up when you leave," she reminded me.
"Of
course," I told her. "And thanks for donating those books,"
I added to keep the role-playing alive.
"My
pleasure," she said. Then she ended the call.
I was beside myself with excitement. It was as if I was having an out
of body experience in my own foot fetish fantasy. Within the next
couple of minutes I parked in front of her house, and slowly made my
way to the front door. I half expected the door to be locked, but to
help affirm that this fantasy was real, I found the door unlocked.
For some reason I suddenly felt like I was doing something really bad,
something I shouldn't be doing, so I took a quick look around to see if
anyone was on the block looking at me. Ironically, looking around
probably made me look more suspicious, so I was happy that the street
was deserted. As quietly as I could, I quickly made my way inside, and
locked the door behind me. The house was pretty empty, but that was to
be expected.
As I slowly crept up the stairs, I heard a stair creak beneath me. It
wouldn't matter, but I wondered if she had heard it, too. I continued.
Funnily enough, I almost turned right at the top of the stairs, as if I
was actually there to pick up those phantom books of hers. Instead, I
turned to the left, and soon saw a mattress on the floor in an almost
empty room. It was a little eerie to pretty much only see that
mattress. But throughout the room there were about a dozen candles. "What a
nice ambience," I thought to myself, but that thought was
quickly replaced by the scene before me.
At first I didn't seen her, but there she was, lying on the bed in
basically a fetal position. She was almost fully covered, but poking
out from under her covers was half of a naked foot. One foot. Her other
foot was still hidden away. I also noticed that she was wearing a black
sleep mask.
I quietly kicked off my shoes to get more comfortale. I wanted to strip
myself naked, too, but I held back just in case I might be getting
ahead of myself. After all, maybe she wasn't naked underneath those
covers. "What if during our role-playing she
decides to wake up?" I asked myself.
Down on my knees now, I reached over to touch the sole of her left
foot, which was the one that was sticking out. I touched it very
lightly. She didn't move. I had planned to wait a bit before using my
tongue, but I couldn't help myself, so I leaned down to trace the pads
of her toes with my tongue. I tongued and kissed each one of her toes,
and then licked along her sole as I slowly pulled away the cover from
her foot.
I lifted the covers up a bit, just enough to see if she was naked. When
I saw that she wasn't wearing any panties, I took in a nervous gasp of
air, and carefully laid the covers over her again. I reached over to
gently grab her other foot, and carefully pulled it toward me. When she
moved her body a bit, which she still kept in a fetal position, I
gently lifted that foot towards me, and began to suck on each one of
her toes, slowly and sensuously while lightly massaging her sole.
I began to give her a more thorough sole massage. Except for an
occasional low moan to show her approval, she remained quiet, and
continued in a "deep
sleep" as we were role-playing it. I liked how this was
going, and I liked that she continued to be asleep, although surely by
now most people would have awakened.
While I continued to massage, and lick the soles of her feet with my
tongue, going from one foot to the other, I reached into my little bag
of goodies that I had brought with me, and pulled out a small bottle of
Astroglide lubricant. Lying on her side as she was, her pussy was
exposed, so the temptation to tease it a bit was too great for me to
resist. I began to trace my fingers around her pussy lips, just to
tease that area of her naked body, and then I gently pried her pussy
lips open to happily find that there was already some wetness going on.
While I held one of her feet near my mouth with one hand so that I
could tongue and suck one toe after the other, I used the fingers of my
other hand to lubricate her pussy and clit so
that I could more effectively give her greater stimulation. I did this
with a gentle slowness as if I didn't want to wake her, as if I was
taking advantage of having her naked body to use as my own personal sex
toy while she was in a deep sleep, and unaware.
After a while I eased up a bit, and simply concentrated on sucking each
one of her toes while also licking each one of her soles. Little by
little I moved her limbs around so that she would naturally turn over
onto her back, as if she was doing this involuntarily while she was
still in a very deep sleep. One by one I gently moved her arms and legs
until it looked as if she had been tied down spread eagle completely
naked on the bed. She left them there as if she was still in a deep
sleep.
Because I knew that her husband had enjoyed bondage sex with her, and
because I had fantasized about it myself for so many years, I wondered
if she would indulge me the way that she indulged him. "So far,
so good," I thought to myself.
I reached into my bag, pulled out a bunch of long silk scarves, and
secured each of her wrists and ankles to the corners of the mattress. I
made sure that her naked body was taut, but nonetheless comfortable. I
retrived a vibrating egg from my bag, lubed it up, turned it on, and
used it to slowly, and sensuously stimulate her pussy and clit. After a
while I eased the still vibrating egg inside of her pussy. Then I
leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"Thank
you so much for role-playing this with me," I told her. "This is
so much fun."
"Hmmm, hmmmm," she moaned her approval. "What are
you going to do to me now?" She asked.
"I
think I should take some pictures of you so that we can give your
husand the thrill of a lifetime,"
I explained. "But don't worry," I added, "you know
me well enough to know that these pictures will remain private.
Besides, I'm going to cover your face so that you'll most definitely
stay anonymous no matter what."
"Oh, you wouldn't!" She said with resistance as she
pulled at her restraints.
Of course, both she and I knew she was just putting up a mock
resistance to enhance the sexual fun, and that the forced orgasms that
I was going to induce from her would be welcomed.
"In
fact," I firmly told her, "I'm
going to take some small videos, too. We'll want to give him something
to jerk off to when you're not around."
"No,
no, what are you doing to me?" She protested. It was a
mock protest, because he could see how aroused she had become.
After taking a few short
videos with my video camera, and some pictures, too, I set up my little
video camera so that there was a good shot of her entire body. She was
already anonymous with her face covered, and I made sure to put on a
face mask that pretty much covered my entire face.
I very happily enjoyed sucking each of her toes again, and licking her
soles just to give her husband the thrill of a lifetime. In addition to
the vibrating egg that was inside of her pussy, I deftly used a small,
but powerful vibrator to induce a number of forced orgasms from her
naked and bound body. She was clearly enjoying every moment, and
cumming very hard multiple times.
Afterward, I released her ankles, and put on a condom so that I could
fuck her. It wasn't really in my plans to fuck her, but I was prepared
just in case. Before fucking her, I tied her ankles together, and sat
on top of her legs to keep her immobilized. I also pulled out her
vibrating egg because I wanted to force a squirting orgasm from her. So
with the other vibrator, I carefully massaged, and then stimulated her
pussy and clit until I focused on just on her clit. With a firm, and
steady pressure, I kept the vibrator's head on her clit until her body
tensed up, and she started squirting a female ejaculation. I did it
again, and once again she squirted a enormous amout of fluid. Luckily,
there were some thick towels under her body to collect all of her
climax.
Knowing that this would be the perfect time to fuck her, with her
ankles still tied together, I slipped by body in between her legs,
lifted her legs over my shoulders, and slowly entered her after
lubricating my condomed cock. Pinned underneath my own naked body,
because at some point I had stripped myself naked, she was immobilied,
and helpless to stop me from having my way with her. So with force, as
she likes to be "taken" when the right guy is
fucking her, I began pounding away harder and harder. In hardly no time
at all, she began climaxing again, and so did I. I had huge orgasms,
multiple times within a minute's time.
I wish I could say that I'll be seeing her again soon, but our
circumstances probably won't allow it anytime soon.
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