He Naughtily Tricked Me Into Having Sex

Published early on our Previews page on Saturday, January 20, 2024.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Monday, January 22, 2024.

Illustrated with a previously published photo, this story was submitted anonymously.

He tricked me into having sex without my husband, and I loved it!

It had been about ten years since I had seen Jimmy, or chatted with him over the phone. Hands down, he was one of the best lovers I ever had. When I got a text from him, I could feel myself getting wet as I read his naughty message.

"I hope that you're doing well," it started out. "I was thinking about the first time that I ever saw you. Remember? You were blindfolded, and restrained spread eagle completely naked. Your husband invited me over to surprise you."

"Of course I remember!" I replied. "How have you been?"

I found out that his vanilla relationship had ended. He also told me that he had contacted me on his own after I asked if my husband had prompted him to contact me. When he asked if my husband was still surprising me with other men, I told him that I stopped him from doing that because the men after him were never as good as he was at getting me off.

I basically told him that I had gotten bored with it all. When I asked if he had done anything like that since he had been with me, he told me that he hadn't. He had only played with a few couples after his vanilla relationship ended, but none of them were into anything kinky.

He reminded me that I had gotten him off with a footjob, which no woman had ever done to him before, and which no woman had done to him since. Especially since he doesn't have a foot fetish, I remembered how surprised he was that I could get him off with my feet. I remembered how satisfied I was at being able to do that.

When he texted that he'd love to get me off, and have his way with me while I'm blindfolded and bound, I teased that possibility by suggesting that he contact my husband to arrange it.

"I think it would be much naughtier if we arranged it ourselves, and surprised him like he surprised you," he suggested.

"I guess we could do that," I replied.

I liked the idea of surprising my husband with Jimmy, especially since since I'd get to enjoy Jimmy's love making. Jimmy was always very attentive to my body language. Because he knew how much I loved having my toes sucked, he'd suck them as if actually had a foot fetish, which I know that he doesn't. Then again, I've known other guys who pleasured my feet who didn't have foot fetishes; or at least they never admitted to me that they have a foot fetish. Either way, Jimmy sucked my toes, which he usually did whenever he had my legs pinned over his shoulders while he was fucking me.

Just as I used to do with my husband, I happily let Jimmy lead the way. I rarely wanted to know about any details because my planned sexual ravishment was almost always much more exciting when I only knew the basics. Jimmy picked a time when my husband was supposedly going to be out on a long motorcycle ride that would start in the early morning, and last until mid-afternoon.

This time, though, I'd be going over to Jimmy's house instead of him coming over to our house like he had always done before. That added to the sexual tension of playing with Jimmy again, which kept me wet all through the week until our planned rendezvous.

As instructed, I parked on the street in front of Jimmy's house at 2:30 p.m., and I walked to the back of his house to let myself in through his attached garage. He had given me a code for the keypad to open the garage door.

As I had been instructed to do, I made my way through his laundry room, I passed a half bath and pantry, I went through his kitchen, quasi dining room, and then his living room where I made my way up the stairs, and down the hall into his master bedroom.

I didn't know where Jimmy was, but I presumed that he was in the house somewhere, and likely watching me from some vantage point. I was aroused by the idea of him watching me prepare myself for him.

His bed was huge! On it was a blindfold, a couple of feather dusters, and bondage gear that was already attached to the four corners of his bed. I was experienced enough with self-bondage to blindfold, and restrain myself, although in this case since he told me that the stuff he wanted to use is professional grade faux fur lined leather restraints instead the stuff that I hand made for our house, I told him that I might only be able to restrain my ankles, and my left wrist.

Naturally, he teased that he'd be happy to finished what I couldn't.

For anybody who doesn't already know about the art of self-bondage, the following video screen capture from the story, "Self Bondage Foot Fetish Fun In College" is a good illustration.

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Just in case Jimmy was watching from maybe in the closet, which I liked to think that he was, I stripped myself completely naked as if I was putting on a show for a bunch of horny men. It was slow, and sensual. Then I climbed up onto the middle of the bed to engage in self bondage for Jimmy.

On a related note, which I suddenly remembered, I had previously arranged for Jimmy to come over to our house so that I could surprise my husband. At a very specific time, I had my husband get mail from our post office box. I also asked him to pick up some stuff at the grocery store to help delay his arrival back home. He does this all the time, so he probably didn't think twice about it.

As I had planned it with Jimmy, he waited for my husband to leave before promptly parking in front of our house, and ringing our door bell. Wearing nothing but a blindfold, and a silk sarong to be sexy, I asked through the door what the password was.

Because the idea to ask for a password was spontaneous, Jimmy didn't have one to give. Nonetheless, he came up with the perfect password for the occasion without missing a beat.

"Restraints," he answered.

Hearing him give me that password gave me goosebumps, and I opened the door while standing behind it to be discreet. He stepped inside, closed and locked the door, and then made out with me in our living room. I love to be kissed, and Jimmy is a great kisser.

After getting me really wet with anticipation, which his fingers probing my wet pussy made me even wetter than I already was from the French kissing, Jimmy guided me into our master bedroom, and restrained me spread eagle completely naked after stripping off my silk sarong. I don't know when my husband got back home, but I kind of forgot that he'd be coming back while Kimmy had his way with me.

He tickled the soles of my feet, and sucked my toes. Then he released my ankle restraints, pinned my legs over his shoulders, and fucked me blind, pun intended given that I was still blindfolded. I climaxed several times, and he shot huge loads of pulsating hot cum into my dripping wet pussy.

Then he pulled my naked body taut with my wrists still securely bound to the top corners of the bed. Sitting on my thighs to effectively immobilize me, he used one of my favorite vibrators to stimulate my clit, which made me squirt uncontrollably until I begged him to stop. I guessed that my husband was the one who was making me squirt because he knows how to get me off like that, but I also thought that Jimmy could have been to the one to make me squirt since he had seen how my husband did it. Either way, I was quite the hot mess.

Getting back to Jimmy's reappearance after ten years, and as I suspected, I could only restrain my ankles, and my left wrist after I had blindfolded myself. Without a word being said, Jimmy restrained my right wrist, and then he tightened the straps to all of the other restraints so that I was effectively immobilized.

For the next hour or so he kissed, licked, tickled, and massaged my entire body. He started at my feet, which was great foreplay. There were times when the tickling was too much for me, though, but instead of stopping like my husband would do because I'd demand it, Jimmy would mostly ignore my protests, and keep me on edge until he chose to stop tickling me.

"Oh God that tickles!" I remember crying out a few times. "It's too much! You have to stop!"

"I don't have to stop," he'd laugh with delight while the tickle torturing continued, "and your husband's not here to stop me either. Besides, you're really getting of on it!"

He was right, which was both frustrating, and very arousing at the same time. I was in fact getting off on being tickle tortured, which my body language proved to him that I was. I hated it, and I loved it at the same time.

I have to admit that what he was doing to me despite my protests really got my juices flowing, especially after he revealed that he had never contacted my husband to come over.

"I almost feel bad that your husband won't be here to see you get off like this," he told me.

Somewhat surprised at the revelation, I asked, "He's not coming?"

"He has no idea that you're here," Jimmy replied. "I never told him, and I'm really glad to have you all to myself."

"You're SO bad!" I laughed.

"And you're very naughty for coming here on your own," Jimmy replied with joy.

"So what are you going to do to me?" I asked.

I pretty much knew what he was going to do to me, and I lusted for him to have his way with me. I even had a feeling earlier on that Jimmy wouldn't contact my husband like I told him he should. So I guess I was being very naughty.

"I'm going to do all kind of things to get you off," he playfully answered, "and there's not a thing you can do about it."

If I had been with another man, I might have gotten a little worried, or scared, but I was with Jimmy, so I knew deep down that I'd be fine no matter what he wanted to do to me. When he teased my lips with his hard cock, I happily took it in to give him head. The taste of his throbbing cock was terrific.

I don't usually like it when a guy grabs my head to fuck my mouth, but with Jimmy it's different. I love the feeling of his fingers lacing through my hair while he grabs my head to face fuck me. Even though I was frustrated because I couldn't give him a hand job, it was very exciting to have him fuck my mouth while I was tied and helpless to stop him.

Of course, I wanted his hard cock in my mouth, and I wanted him to cum. When he did, I happily swallowed all of it. After all, this was Jimmy, my favorite lover.

"I want you to fuck me," I heard myself saying to him. "Put my legs over your shoulders, and take me!"

Jimmy quickly freed my ankles, pulled my naked body taut against the wrist restraints, and lifted my legs over his shoulders. He held both of my feet in his hands, and put all of my toes in his mouth at the same time while his throbbing hard cock made its way into my sopping wet pussy.

At first he fucked me slowly, but then he picked up the rhythm while hugging my legs to his chest with my toes still in his mouth. I was pinned beneath him, and loving every moment of my sexual ravishment. I could feel his hard cock fully inside of me as he pumped himself to a climax. He had me in the perfect position for his throbbing cock to massage my G-spot, which moments after he hit that perfect spot I started squirting multiple orgasms uncontrollably.

"Wow!" He exclaimed after my toes came out of his mouth. "I can feel you squirting on my cock."

Of course by then I was blurting out my own pleasurable response.

"Oh my God Jimmy!" I exclaimed. "I can't stop cumming!"

When he started to pull out, I begged him, "No, no, no, please stay inside of me for a while. You feel so good."

Even though he had already shot loads of cum inside of me, and his cock had softened, he suddenly got hard again. I didn't ask, but I wanted him to take me again, and he instinctively did without saying a word. This time he was fucking me so hard that I could hear his thighs slapping against my ass.

This time when he climaxed, he bit into one of my heels, and then the other. It wasn't hard biting, though, just love bites, and the sensation of it caused me to climax again, too.

I couldn't believe how many times that I had multiple orgasms, and he couldn't believe that he shot his load so many times, either. I suppose it was because we hadn't seen each other for so long, and we both craved to have sex with each other again.

Later on he asked me if I was pissed off that he had never contacted my husband. I told him that I should have been, but I also admitted to him that I was feeling strangely aroused, and excited that he hadn't been contacted.

"I don't know what to do about it," I told him.

"You don't need to do anything," he replied. "Besides," he assured me, "you know that this is one of your husband's hottest fantasies, that another man tricks you into having bondage sex with him, and he's none the wiser."

"I guess so," I agreed. "But I also know that he'd get off on knowing about it."

"I can see that," he told me. Then he added, "Why don't we play it by ear, and let things happen the way they happen."

"You mean not tell him?" I asked.

"For now," he answered. "But if you feel that he should know, or you want to surprise him about what happened, then go for it. Just do me a favor, and tell me if you tell him just in case he questions me about it. I'd never want to hurt him. It's just that you're so damned hot, and tempting, and I know that your husband fantasizes about this stuff, you know what I mean?"

"I do," I assured him. "I do."

Part of me wants my husband to know, but another part of me thinks that it would work out best for him to read about it on this site. I know that he visits it a lot. I mean, I get wet thinking about Jimmy colluding with my husband to have him watch in secret without me knowing about it while Jimmy's having bondage sex with me.

Of course, I also remember the good old days when Jimmy would come over to sexually ravish me in bondage while my husband was out of the house, and scheduled to come back to more or less catch us in the act. That was a lot of fun!

Interestingly, to be quite frank about it, I had suspected all along that Jimmy was stringing me along with the hope that he could naughtily trick me into having bondage sex without my husband knowing.

So Jimmy, if you're reading this, you could have just asked me to come over to your place without my husband knowing, and I would have probably gone along with it. After all, you're a terrific lover, and a proposal like that would be very tempting.

To my dear, kinky husband, which I love about you, if you're reading this, I didn't go over to Jimmy's just for me; I also did it for you. After all, you have to admit that it's something you're always fantasized about me, and Jimmy doing.