Surprised Wife In Bondage

Published early on our Previews page on Thursday, August 15, 2024.

Official publication date for the main page of our site: Saturday, August 17, 2024.

This illustrated story was submitted anonymously.

When Scott let himself into Brad's house to surprise his wife Carla, this is how he found her, blindfolded, and restrained spread eagle completely naked.

Here's another angle flipped horizontally.

When Carla heard the back door of the house open, she nervously wondered whether or not her husband would be role playing the part of an invited mystery lover, or if he had finally invited another man to play with her. He had playfully teased her plenty of times about surprising her with a mystery lover, but he had always role played it.

Most of the time the idea of it excited her, but sometimes she'd get pissed about it because it made her think that he didn't love her enough to keep her all to himself. Of course, he did explain to her that it was just a kink he was into, just like he's into bondage, and voyeurism as well as having a foot fetish.

The first thing that Scott did after quickly getting undressed was to lightly tickle the soles of Carla's sexy wrinkled soles. She loves having her feet tickled, and she figured that Brad was doing it.

Brad was still back at the coffee shop where he had met Scott for the first time in person. They had gotten to known each other online, and they had obviously gotten comfortable with each other. Brad liked the idea of Scott letting himself into his house, and he wondered how long it would take for Carla to realize that another man was the one who was playing with her.

Brad's plan was to stay out of the house for at least a half hour, but his curiosity got the better of him, so he headed back home.

By the time that Brad got back home, Carla still hadn't figured out that Scott was enjoying her naked, and bound body. Because he has a foot fetish like Brad, he was also kissing, licking, and tickling her soles, and he was sucking her toes as well.

Brad and Scott had decided to play things by ear, and kind of follow each other's leads with the focus on doing whatever seemed to excite Carla the most. They kept looking over at each other for a clue about what to do next, but neither of them knew exactly what they should be doing, so Brad simply continued to watch Scott play with his wife.

After a while, Carla said to Scott, "You're not my husband, are you? Is he here in the room with us?"

"He's probably still at the coffee place where I left him," Scott lied. "Is it okay that I'm here with you by myself?"

With a laugh, Carla told him, "I'm not exactly in a position to do anything about it, now am I?"

"Touche!" Scott laughed. "You make a good point. Do you want me to untie you?"

"Only if you want to," Carla answered. "I like what you're doing to me, so I don't mind being tied up at all."

"I'm glad to hear that," Scott replied. "I love having you tied and helpless like this, and like your husband wanted me to do, I'm not going to call him to come back home until I've made you squirt at least three times."

"Wow!?" She exclaimed with a laugh. "That's very specific."

Brad had previously told Scott what it took to make his wife squirt, but Scott wanted to see him to do it in person, so he quietly gestured for Brad to show him. Carla was none the wiser when her husband used her favorite vibrator to make her squirt as he knew how to do while Scott watched the way that he did it. Then they switched positions, and Scott was able to make her squirt for a 2nd time while Brad watched with glee.

This time Carla's clit was so sensitive that she started squirting uncontrollably. Begging Scott to stop, she pleaded, "Please stop! I can't take it any more! You have to stop! It's too much! It's too much! Oh my God! It's too much! Please stop!"

When Scott ignored her pleas to stop, Brad's instinct was to intervene, and pull him away. After all, he always stopped when Carla told him to stop, and it really looked like she needed some relief. On the other hand, despite her pleas, Brad sensed that she was really getting off on being forced to squirt against her will. She had shown that side of her to him when he induced forces orgasms from her, but he had never pushed the envelope with her too far. He pretty much always played it safe.

This time, Brad decided to give Scott the freedom to let Carla's sexual ravishment continue, at least for a while longer. He loved that she was squirting uncontrollably, and so intensely, and that she had no control to stop Scott from having his way with her. If she really wanted him to stop, he figured, she'd straight out angrily tell him to stop, and that would be that.

From Scott's perspective, he was pushing the envelope with Carla because he could see what Brad couldn't see as her dutiful husband. What he saw was Carla's inner desire to have her pleas ignored, and for him to continue to make her squirt uncontrollably no matter how much she plead for him to stop. After all, the tone of her pleas were much more instinctual than real. If they were real, he figured that she'd get pissed, and demand that he stop.

Scott wasn't far off the mark in his thinking, and neither was Carla's husband Brad.

From Carla's perspective, even though her pleas for Scott to stop were real because the uncontrolled squirting was incredibly intense, and she was exhausted from being so sexually overwhelmed, she also felt an overpowering desire for him to take her against her will. She was glad to be tied and helpless to stop him from having his way with her. Otherwise, just as she would do with Brad when her arms were free to move, she would have reached down to pull off the vibrator that Scott was using on her insanely sensitive clit.

At one point, Scott looked at Brad for guidance, and then he looked at Carla to make sure that she was getting off on being forcibly taken as it were. By now, her pleas were replaced with happy abandon, and tears of intense pleasure were streaming down her cheeks. The uncontrolled squirting had soaked the thick towels underneath her naked, and bound body.

Finally, Scott gave Carla a break, which she thanked him for, but it didn't last long.

A few moments later he concentrated on her clit again to make her squirt uncontrollably for a third, and final time. By then, her clit was so sensitive that it was driving her crazy, so she once again begged him to stop. This time he quickly stopped, and this time he didn't try to make her squirt for a fourth time since it was pretty clear that it'd be too much for her to take.

Filled with passion, and a libido that wouldn't quit, Brad couldn't wait to fuck his wife, but he didn't want to spoil Carla and Scott's moment together, so he simply continued to watch.

When Carla started to beg Scott to fuck her, he looked at Brad, and Brad discreetly signaled that he should. She told Scott that she wanted her legs free so that he could put them over his shoulders to fuck her hard, and deep, which is exactly what he did to give both of them great pleasure.

At the same time, in the background, Brad jerked himself off to what he was seeing.

After the fucking stopped, Brad signaled to Scott for him to call his cell phone, and Brad rushed out of the bedroom to a guest bedroom on the other side of the house to take the call.

"I think it's time to call your husband back home," Scott told Carla while making the call.

"If you think so," she laughed. "You're the one in control."

For a while, Carla thought that her husband had been in the room watching despite what Scott said, but then she figured that Brad couldn't possibly have been watching since she was pretty sure that he would have stopped Scott when she was begging him to stop. Still, she couldn't know one way or the other because of the blindfold.

When she heard her husband's voice on the speakerphone after Scott called him, she was surprised. From her perspective, that meant she had been alone in the house with Scott, and Brad wouldn't have been able to intervene even if she had wanted him to stop Scott from having his way with her. The mere thought of that excited her more than she wanted to admit to herself.

"I made her squirt three times, so that's why I called!" Scott proudly exclaimed.

"I can't believe you finally surprised me with another man," Carla chimed in to say.

"Were you really surprised?" Brad asked her.

"I had no idea you naughty boy, and there wasn't a thing I could do because I was tied and helpless," she laughed her reply.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Brad wondered.

"Intensely!" Carla exclaimed. "What a rush to be surprised, and taken like that!"

"Good," Brad told her. "Are you still tied and helpless?"

"Her wrists still are, so she's helpless enough," Scott answered him. "I'll leave her like that for you."

"Naughty, naughty," he replied.

"See you soon honey," Carla told him before Scott ended the call.

When Brad pretended to get back home, and walked into the bedroom, Scott was fucking Carla hard, and deep, and she was telling him how big he felt. Then Scott pulled out, and Brad started fucking her.

"You guys are so bad!" Carla exclaimed.

After Brad fucked her, Scott helped him to free Carla's wrists, and then they laid her on her stomach. Each one of them grabbed one of her feet to have their way with on their own, and she got to enjoy the pleasure of having both of her feet worshiped at the same time.

"Oh my God!" Carla exclaimed. "Two guys at the same time. It feels incredible!"

This wouldn't be the last time that Scott came over to have his way with Brad's wife Carla. She was hooked! They were all hooked!