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A Naughty Facetime Surprise
Published on Friday, August 12, 2016

This story was submitted by tickleman@hotmail.com.

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Author's Note: This story was written from the perspective of a potential friend with benefits.

"Wish I could be part of the fun," I told him in a private message on a swinger's site. "You two are a pefect match for each other," I added in reference to the bondage and tickling fun he had mentioned in his profile about his wife.

I continued, "Might you care to possibly indulge in a fantasy of mine? I love to see women tied and tickled. She has the most beautiful feet, and those fuzzy pumps make me hard. I would love to Skype with you sometime, and simply watch you two have your fun, or tie her up, and tickle her good while you let me watch, and cum. I would love to see you cum on those soles as well. You're a lucky man."

The "fuzzy pumps" I mention makes me think of the following pics of Water Goddess on this site:

Unfortunately, the private message I got back wasn't all that encouraging although I was nonetheless happy to see a way in if I played my cards right. He told me that his wife hadn't had any foot fetish fun for quite a while with other men because she had gotten "bored" with it. She had told him that she had lost interest in swinging because of a series of "bad lovers" as she put it. Evidently, the other guys she had been with before she lost interest were much more into getting themselves off than in getting her off. The focus was on themselves instead of her, which always makes a big difference in keeping a woman sexually interested.

The part of his message that got my interest was a reference to posts of his wife's pics in the Great Feet forum, which is why I decided to write a story here. But to remain discreet about it, I can't reveal her identity. After all, he reminded me to be discreet if I ever posted anything online because "too many people will end up harassing her."

I didn't want to scare her off by sending her a private message with no prior contact, so I decided to read through her posts to see how she responded to fans. Then I posted an innocuous reply to compliment her feet, and she posted back a nice reply. This happened a couple of more times, and then I contacted her privately. After responding to my private message, she and I began to chat via our email addresses.

At some point I revealed to her my fetish for seeing women who are tied and tickled, and I ended up asking her if she ever had anyone do that to her. Even though I already knew ahead of time from her husband's profile on that swingers site that she had enjoyed swinging, and had in fact been tied up for sexual fun, I acted as if I was unaware when to my surprise she confessed that she had been tied and tickled before.

I guessed that one of the reasons she probably felt more free to chat with me about this is because we lived a couple thousand miles apart, and she probably didn't think we'd ever get together in person. After all, she'd sometimes playfully tease me about letting me tie her up to tickle her even after I found out that she regularly flew to a city about 115 miles away from me on business, and pleasure trips.

She probably didn't take me seriously when I told her how I'd definitely make the trip of 115 miles just to be able to enjoy a "tied and tickled" session with her. Thinking it better to downplay any sexual stuff other than to cum on her soles, which she seemed happy enough to accommodate, my chats with her focused on tickling her feet.

At some point we got into a back and forth of her telling me that she wasn't all that ticklish, and of me telling her I'd love the challenge of seeing how much I could get her to laugh, and squirm. At one point when we were more sexual than usual in our chats, I told her I could probably get her to cum just by tickling her clit. She didn't think I could do it, and then she promised me she'd let me try if we ever had the chance to play.

But I think she agreed to it because, as I had told her quite sincerely, my real interest would be in tickling her feet. Of course, I naturally had other interests, but that could come later if I ever got that far with her feet.

As it turned out, she stayed with a girlfriend of hers instead of at a hotel when she traveled to my area, a fact she mentioned just in case we did get together. But I told her that didn't matter since I'd be more than happy to get a hotel room, and I sweetened the offer by telling her I'd be more than happy to pay for it. I remember her telling me, "Well, in that case, how could I not meet you?"

By then, I knew she wasn't the kind of wife to cheat on her husband, which is why I played up the angle of making our "tied and tickled" session a naughty surprise for him via Skype, which appealed to her since she had indulged him before with similar surprises, albeit, those surprises were in person. Still, she kind of liked the idea of surprising him online since he had told her it was one of his fantasies.

Keep in mind, I hadn't told her about the message I had sent to her husband even though she knew about the swingers site, and she knew that he still chatted with people about "play dates" with them. Instead, as her husband had suggested, I acted as if I had found her on my own in the chat forum. Ironically enough, he and I hadn't chatted in ages, and I was pretty sure that he would have forgotten about me.

The chats I had with her ended up being incredibly arousing, especially since I ended up following her lead instead of mine, and she seemed excited about having me help surprise her husband. When an actual date and time to meet was decided, I could hardly contain myself.

Through Priceline, I got a really good deal on a nice hotel room that wasn't far at all from her girlfriend's place. The room had a queen sized bed, which would be more than big enough at 60" x 80" for what I had in mind. The only thing that was planned between us was for me to put her into a hogtie. Anything else would be played by ear even though she had suggestively reminded me during our chats that she's be "tied and helpless" to stop me from being tied up in other ways as well.

The following video is an example of the kind of hogtie that I planned:

Note: This video opens in a new window on the Pornhub site.

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During our chats, she even suggested tying her up spread eagle since that's her husband's favorite positon to have her tied. But on that she also reminded me that we'd "play things by ear" to see how everything was going. I figured I'd be lucky enough to show up at all, let alone get her into a hogtie. Getting her restrained spread eagle would be icing on the cake.

The following pics are favorites of mine:

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On the day of what we ended up playfully calling our "play date," I was quite nervous. Check-in wasn't until 3:00 p.m., but I arrived at about 2:30 p.m. Luckily for me, a desk clerk took pity on me, and asked if I wanted to check in early since the room I booked had just been cleaned, and was already available. I jumped at the chance.

The room was quite nice with a little office area, and plenty of room with a few chairs near the bed to relax. I was happy to see that the room had black-out curtains because I wanted to set the ambience with lighted candles instead of sunlight. As I told her I would since she requested it, I brought my iPod, which had Barry White music to enjoy. I had also brought a small portable speaker to use, but the room had a radio player with an iPod charger, and player. I tested it to see that it worked perfectly.

Even though our play date wasn't being considered by her to be a sex date, which she made a point to remind me, I had prepared for it just in case, especially since she had also previously teased me about being able to take advatnage of her after she was tied up. So even though I hoped for the best, I pepared the room very discreetly so that my desire to get sexual with her wouldn't be too obvious when she walked into the room.

One of the things I felt awkward about was her husband's involvement. He had told me from the start that if the dynamic between his wife and me was such that I was to keep him out of the loop, I was to simply follow her lead to keep her happy, and just stick to whatever plans she had made. Even though she had initially thought that I should contact him to make plans, she ended up with second thoughts, and decided that "a real surprise" was what she wanted to give him.

From what she had told me, we'd probably be having a Facetime connection with her husband instead of Skype, which would mean she'd use her iPad to connect with his iPod. But just in case, I opened Skype on my laptop to have it ready even though I had no idea what his Skype address was.

Our play date was scheduled to start at 4:00 p.m. to give me time to check in, and to give her my room number. But since I was able to check in early, I texted her my room number shortly after I had gotten the room ready. All that was left was to light the candles that I had placed all over the room, which I wanted to do just before her scheduled arrival.

When she texted me back, it read, "Thanks. I'm in the middle of a very long bath ... excited ... can't believe we're doing this."

"I'm excited myself; VERY EXCITED!" I texted her back. "I'm guessing your husband must be REALLY EXCITED!"

"He's looking forward to his surprise," she texted me back, "but he has no idea that it's THIS kind of a surprise. He just knows that he has to be home no later than 4:00 p.m., so I'm pretty sure that he thinks that I've shipped him something."

"Wow!" I texted her back. "This will REALLY surprise him!"

"I know," she texted with a smilie face. "I can hardly wait."

"Me either," I texted.

"I should probably finish my bath," she texted. "I'll see you at about 4."

"Great," I texted back. "Looking forward to it."

The time was just before 3:00 p.m., and the next hour was one of the longest in my life. It seemed to drag by much too slowly. I took that time to check all of my preparations, and then I double and triple-checked them. Eventually 4:00 p.m. rolled around, and a few minutes later I heard her knock on the door. By then I had darkened the room by closing the black-out curtains, and I had lit all of the candles to make her entry more inviting.

Having already become friends on Facebook, I had already seen pictures of her, but I was still blown away by how sexy she was in person. The first thing I noticed was her smile, and then her perfectly pedicured toes, which were in full view thanks to a pair of open toed pumps that she was wearing.

"Love your toes!" I told her. They had been painted apple red, which was a favorite color of mine for toes.

"I did them for you," she told me. "I can't remember the last time I wore red. I'm usually a purple kind of gal. By the way, the room looks great, and I LOVE the Barry White music you're playing!"

"Thanks, and thanks for painting your toes red," I told her. "But purple would have been great, too."

For the next few minutes after inviting her into the room, we pretty much had a normal conversation, which was a kind of catching up kind of thing. But then we got down to the business of setting up her husband's surprise.

"As you already know," she reminded me, "he'll want you to tie me up spread eagle completely naked on the bed."

"We can do that," I interrupted with a big smile on my face.

"We could," she answered back, "but I think a real surprise for him would be to do something he's never seen before."

"What's that?" I asked even though I had a good idea.

"I say let's just go with the flow with what you want to do," she explained, "and we'll take it from there."

"So I can hogtie, and tickle you?" I asked.

"Sure," she giggled. "Believe it or not, I don't think I've been hogtied more than a couple of times, and that was a long time ago."

"Really?" I asked. Even though we had already chatted quite a bit, I hadn't known this about her.

"Really," she answered back. "And I haven't really been tickled a lot either even though my husband's into tickling."

"Now THAT I find hard to believe," I told her. "I can hardly wait to give you a good tickle."

"Just remember," she challenged me, "I'm really not that ticklish."

I had heard that from women before, and I wondered how true it was with her. After all, if she hadn't been tickled much, then how would she really know how ticklish she was? As it happens, I have a real fetish for tickling, and I can be very good at making a woman laugh even when she claims she isn't ticklish. Plus, I knew that she had enjoyed a bit of 420 chocolate just before coming over, and that can make a woman extra ticklish. It can also make a person extra horny, which she had previously told me it did for her.

In any case, at kind of the last minute in a very impromptu kind of way, she very naughtily decided that the best way to surprise her husband would be to have me use her iPad to Facetime him at home after I had hogtied her on the bed. I thought that was a great idea since, one, he wouldn't be expecting a Facetime call, and two, there's no way that he'd expect to see a man on the screen when the caller ID would be showing the call coming from his wife's iPad.

"That's a really hot idea," I told her. "Should I have you completely naked?" I asked.

"That's up to you," she told me with a mischeivious smile on her face as she sat down in the middle of the bed. After grabbing the blindfold I had laid on the bed, she secured it over her eyes, and added, "I'm in the dark now, and I'm all yours."

Her submissiveness was music to my ears. While she enjoyed the music of Barry White, I slowly, and sensuously enjoyed stripping her completely naked. I also enjoyed a very erotic make-out session with her, which I knew ahead of time she loved kissing. I could see that the kissing was getting her wet, which made her naturally more submissive, so it was pretty easy to position her on the bed to be hogtied.

"Just let me know if anything feels uncomfortable, and I'll make adjustments," I told her.

"So far, so good," she answered back.

In no time at all I had her hogtied in almost the exact way that you saw earlier in this story (and duplicated below):

Note: This video opens in a new window on the Pornhub site.

Naturally aroused, I grabbed a discreetly hidden ball gag to secure in her mouth. As soon as I tried to place the ball gag in her mouth, she protested, but not in the way I thought she would to stop me.

"Before you do that," she explained, "I need to talk into my iPad to Facetime my husband."

"I think I should have a little fun with you first," I blurted out instinctively while I more or less forcefully shoved the ball gag back into her mouth.

She protested, but I could tell it was only a mock protest even though she put up a good struggle in her restraints to stop me. Still, I could see that the struggling was turning her on.

"You are SO bad," she managed to get out before I had secured her ball gag. Then she could only muffle out her mocked protests.

"I know," I told her. "But you can't blame me," I explained. "I mean, having you naked AND tied up like this is SO HOT. I am SO turned on right now, and I'm not about to interrupt it with a call to your husband. He's going to have to wait!"

"Hmmmph!"

Either she was lying about not being that ticklish, or the 420 was kicking in to make her extra sensitive. Either way, the soles of her bare feet were definitely ticklish, and I took full advantage of them. I nibbled on her toes, too, and sucked them as well. Having remembered to insert a vibrating egg into her pussy with its setting on high just before tickling her, I loved how her naked and bound body reacted with multiple orgasms. They weren't big powerful ones, but they were definitely pleasurable enough to expel a lot of her juices. She was very wet.

I also enjoyed tickling her sides, which were also wonderfully ticklish. I alternated with slow tickling, almost a brazing of her naked skin, which drove her a little mad, and hard tickling, which at times she could barely stand. But I was also mindful not to delay the Facetime call to her husband, so the tickling this time around was only about 20 minutes long. But it was long enough to get a wonderful reaction from her.

"I can't believe how ticklish I was!" She exclaimed after I removed her ball gag.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Well, yes and no," she told me in a confused tone of voice. "On one hand I loved it, but on the other hand it was driving me nuts."

"Those are perfect reactions," I told her.

"They are?" She asked.

"Yes," I told her, "especially the reaction of your body when your pussy got so wet. I can hardly wait to show your husband."

"Oh right," she laughed. "I almost forgot."

"Good," I told her. "Another perfect reaction."

As she instructed me to do after I connected her iPad to my room's Wi-Fi, I held her iPad's button down for a couple of moments to bring up Siri at which point she commanded Siri to Facetime her husband's account. I then sat in a nearby chair with her iPad while the Facetime connection was being made.

I could tell from her husband's reaction that he was confused to see my face on his screen of what was being identified as a Facetime call from his wife. "Surprise! Your wife's a little tied up right now," I told him as playfully as I could, "and I'm having a great time with her."

"Wow! This IS a surprise!" He exclaimed as soon as I pointed the camera in his wife's direction.

"You missed a bit of a show," I explained, "but I wanted to have a little fun with her on my own before we called you."

"I had nothing to do with that," his wife suddenly blurted out to her husband as I pulled away her blindfold so that she could see him. She almost seemed embarrassed, or at least unnerved by the reality of being tied up and helpless before another man so many miles away from home.

"I can see that," her amused, and excited husband replied. "And you're hogtied, too. That's hot!" He added.

"I think I'll show you a bit of what you missed," I told him after positioning her iPad to give him a good view.

After quickly regagging her as she struggled to stop me, this time more intensely as if she wanted her husband to know that she was really trying to stop me, I grabbed onto her ankles, and gave each of her soles a hard tickling.

"As you can see," I told him, "your wife is really hogtied well, and there's no escaping."

"Are you sure she's okay?" He asked as if he meant it.

"She can tell you herself," I told him while removing her ball gag again.

For a quick moment I thought I was in trouble, but thankfully, it turned out that I wasn't.

"Oh my God," she told her husband. "He's really got me tied up, and I can't do a thing about it."

"But you can tell that she's really enjoying it," I chimed in after grabbing her iPad to give him a close-up view of her pussy. "Look at how wet she is! I already made her cum a bunch of times."

"Oh my God, honey," she confirmed. "He made me SO wet!"

"And I'm getting SO hard," her husband told her. "What an unbelievable surprise," he added.

"I'm glad you liked it," I told him. "I have a feeling you're going to like what comes next."

Somewhat to my surprise, both he and his wife remained silent while he continued to watch from afar, and I secured the blindfolded over her eyes again. After releasing her from the hogtie, I restrained each of her wrists, and ankles to the four corners of the bed.

Much like this next photo that I previously showcased in this story, this is how his wife looked:

Keep in mind that his wife was once again blindfolded, and unlike the ball gag in the woman's mouth, I left the ball gag out. For those who don't know, it takes time to get used to having a ball gag in your mouth, so for novices like his wife, a woman's mouth and jaw can become sore if a ball gag is in too long.

I could tell from the thumbs-up signal from her husband that what he saw me do next was very arousing. It was for her as well since she was really only used to soft bondage. The following pic is similar to the 6-point bondage I secured his wife in, which effectively immobilized her. Again his wife wasn't wearing a ball gag, and she was blindfolded.

For the next hour or so with only groans and moans of approval coming from his naked and bound wife, I played with, and stimulated every inch of her incredibly sexy body. I used ice cubes to harden each of her nipples, and her engorged clit. I used various sex toys on her, and in her to get her off. Later on to heighten the sexual tension even more than it already was, I used various tactics to make her mind's eye see things that weren't actually happening.

At one point I carefully, and spontaeneously knocked on a desk near the bed to make it seem as if somebody had knocked on the door. You'd be surprised at what the mind's eye can see when a person is blindfolded, and sound effects are used.

Trying to be clever about it, I called out ahead of the time before a real person at the door might have said something. "Hang on," I said out loud. "I'll be right there."

To her I said, "Those must be the extra towels I asked for earlier. Hang on while I get the door."

Then I temporarily left her unnattended as if I had gone to to door. In different voices, and away from the bed as if I was speaking at the door, I pretended with a higher voice that a woman had brought the towels.

Moments later she heard me say, "I told you I wasn't joking. Tied and helpless just like I said."

Just as quickly so that her mind's eye could see an apprehensive maid wondering what to do, and having a quiet conversation with me about it, I pretended to have a conversation in whispers, which made it easier for me to fake a woman's voice.

"Thanks for understanding, and thanks for being so wonderfully cooperative," I then said aloud as if I was speaking to a real maid.

Kissing my submissive's forehead, I told her, "Sorry for the interruption, but it's going to be well worth it."

She remained silent, but I could tell her mind's eye was seeing all kinds of things that weren't real. As I tried to carefully do while talking to her, which amused her husband, I reached out with both of my legs to touch her body ever so slightly with my toes on the other end of her body as if a maid was touching her at the same time I was touching her.

So there I was, touching her upper body with both of my hands while at the same time touching her lower body with both of my feet, and using my toes as if they were the maid's fingers. Again, you'd be surprised at what the mind's eye will see when a blindfold, and special effects are used to make it seem that there are two people when there's really only one, and a different gender at that!

I continued to tell her, "As I had hoped when I talked to one of the maids here, and we somehow got into a conversation about our plans to surprise your husband, she told me she might be able to help with the added surprise of her involvement. The thing is, she only agreed to come to the room if I stepped out while she's playing with you. She's not into guys; only women, so have a good time while I'm out."

His wife gasped out loud a little bit, but she remained silent. She was clearly aroused by this added, naughty surprise.

Thinking to come up with an excuse for why the maid hadn't talked to his wife, and why she wouldn't talk while I was supposedly out of the room, I spontaneously hissed aloud as if the maid was reminding me about something.

"Pssst! Pssst!" She heard me hiss in between my lips.

"Oh yeah," I pretended to explain, "The other condition is that there's to be no talking between the two of you since she doesn't want to inadvertently identify herself in any way, and she'll feel better about not jeopardizing her job."

"But I wouldnt say a word," his wife blurted out, which gave us her approval of doing to her what her mind's eye was now seeing.

"I know you wouldn't," I agreed with her, "but it'll be better this way. Besides, it'll be way hotter. I just wish I could watch like your husband."

"It IS okay for me to watch, isn't it?" Her husband suddenly asked out of respect. After a pause for effect, a moment later he giggled, and said, "Ah, a thumbs-up. I get it. Thanks."

"Of course she's saying yes to you," I laughed. "I mean, there's no way she has to worry about you doing anything to her. With me, she's just too gorgeous and tempting to resist, especially if I see her playing with your wife."

"Come on guys," his wife blurted out with frustration. "Be fair. She's got to get back to work."

"Alright, already," I said to further cement what she was seeing in her mind's eye. "Enjoy yourselves," I added just before opening and closing the door to have her think that I'd actually left the room.

Having been with a lot of couples, and seeing how women get other women off, I had gotten pretty good at it myself; pretending to be a woman. At least from what I've seen, generally speaking, there's a much softer way when a woman makes love to another woman. That was my plan with his wife.

As odd as this will sound, and in anticipation of pretty much every possibility, I pulled out a mop head to put on my head. Yes, literally a mop head, which I might add can be very effective in feeling like the top of a woman's head. I was also very careful not to actually brush my jaw against any part of her skin while I was kissing her all over even though I had closely shaved.

Mostly, though, I used sex toys to stimulate, and get her off. I had gotten pretty good at using one sex toy to stimulate a woman's G-Spot while at the same time using another sex toy to stimulate her clit. It didn't really take me long to stimulate her into having a series of mini-orgasms, which in turn lead to more intense multiple orgasms, which in turn lead to the inducement of a squirting G-Spot climax that was so intensely orgasmic for her that she squirted uncontrollably a number of times.

"Oh my God!" She'd exclaimed. "What are you doing to my body?!"

Having come prepared, I knew then that this was the time to use my strap on to fuck her so that she would still think I was a woman. One of the strap-ons I have fits over my cock, and the obvious advantage is that it never goes soft. But to fuck her deeply, I also knew to untie her legs and ankles so that I could put her legs over my shoulders, and pin her underneath me as I initially knew from her husband she loved to be fucked. Slowly at first, but then hard, fast, and deeply so that the back of her vagina would be stimulated as well.

"Oh my God!" She'd exclaimed again. "I've never been so well fucked before! Oh my God! I can't stop cumming!"

When I started to pull out, she said to me, "Please. Stay inside of me for a while. I love having you inside."

I could tell that she wanted to be held onto, and hugged, which I was more than happy to do later, but I didn't want to spoil the illusion that she had just been fucked by another woman with a strap-on. So in my best high voice in as girlish sounding way as I could, I just kind of gasped, "I can't. Gotta's go."

To my pleasant surprise, those two quick, and short sentences really did sound like a woman's voice. I was relieved.

As quickly as I could, but not so quickly as to make it uncomfortable for her, I restrained her legs and ankles as they had been secured before, and I kissed her on the forehead before pretending to leave. I was glad that she didn't speak out other than to give me a quiet, "Thank you. That was wonderful."

I purposely remained silent for as long as I could to give the illusion that the so-called maid had left, and I hadn't yet returned. I figured that she'd say something to her husband, or he'd say something to her. The silence must have gone on for at least 4 or 5 minutes.

She finally asked her husband, "Is anybody in the room with me?"

"Sorry," he answered back. "I guess I should have said something. Are you okay?"

"I'm more than okay," she told him. "In fact," she added with a bit of a laugh, "I think I've turned into a lesbian."

"Well, I wouldn't blame you," he told her. "She was hot, and having her get you off like that was even hotter."

Sensing the timing would be right, I opened and closed the door as if I had just gotten back. "Sorry it took me a while," I told her. "I kind of got caught up with the maid, who by the way said that she's never been with anybody who's so sexy." Adding to it to lend some credibility to the fake maid being real, I told her, "Can you believe it? That was the first time she's ever had sex with a woman in bondage, and she absolutely loved it!"

"That was quite a surprise," she answered back. "What a rush!"

"I know," I answered back. Then, after catching myself I said, "I mean, it sure seemed like a rush."

I wasn't so sure that I hadn't just blown my cover of having pretended to be that maid, but she didn't say anything to me about it, so I suppose I pulled it off. Either way, she didn't seem to mind at all having me play with her some more. I ended up at her soles and toes again, licking and tickling her soles, and sucking each one of her toes. I also used a couple of sex toys to get her off again, which surely proved that she's multi-orgasmic. I even got her to squirt again, which she claimed was just as good at what the maid did to get her off.

Later on after releasing her restraints, I laid her face down on the bed, restrained her wrists, and fucked her soles to completion. To my surprise, even though I had already cum a couple of times, I shot a load all over her soles, and the back of her legs. It was certainly a fun play date that she tells me she'd love to do again the next time she's in my area.

This story was submitted by tickleman@hotmail.com.

To read his next story, go to A Naughty Facetime Surprise Addendum.

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