A Naughty Fantasy Come True
Published on Saturday, June 11, 2006
This story was submitted by Tickle
Man.
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Arrangement.
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Author's Note: Names
and
locations have been changed to protect identities.
Webmaster's Note:
This
is not at all uncommon, though it normally goes without saying.
Some of the things in this story are actually true,
but
it's also mixed with events that have yet to happen. They've only been
fantasized. Needless to say, you can probably figure what parts are
true, and which parts aren't. Still, sometimes "truth can be
stranger than fiction," and a number of the fantasies involving
my wife
have
ended up coming true. I know; lucky me. Keep your fingers crossed about
this fantasy of mine that I wrote as a story. Maybe it too will happen.
I can't remember exactly when I met Ted, if
I got
to know him first, or if my wife did, but I've known him for a few
years
now. I believe my wife met him before me on-line, and developed a good
friendship with him, but unlike me, she also got to meet him in person
as well. My story doesn't involve their first meeting in person, but
their
second one.
Ted lives over 2,000 miles away from us, so that's
been
an obvious barrier to actually meeting in person. However, my wife has
family who
lives a couple of hundred miles away from Ted, and on one occasion a
few
years ago, Ted traveled to meet my wife in person when she was visiting
family. They had some relatively innocent foot fetish fun together when
my wife was there alone, and I had stayed at home. I got to hear about
it afterwards in person from my wife, and in e-mail from Ted. Of course
we're choosing to keep our identities a secret, which is why I'm using
my Tickle Man persona.
Like me, Ted has a foot fetish. He enjoyed having
his
way with my wife's feet during that first meeting, and my wife had fun
indulging him. It's been close to three years since then, but their
second
meeting ended up being even hotter than the first.
On one of my wife's trips back to her family home,
she
had been working especially hard with family business, and needed a
break,
so when Ted contacted her by e-mail, and she told him where she was,
the two of them decided to set aside some time to connect in person. I
knew that they were going to meet up again, and wondered what might
come of it, but I didn't know any of the
details. However, Ted being the nice guy that he is, he sent me an
e-mail
to make sure that I would be okay with him seeing my wife again. I know
that Ted respects our marriage, my wife knows that about him, too, and
I actually got excited with thoughts of them getting together in person
again, so of course I confirmed with him that seeing my wife again
would
be okay.
In fact, I got so excited with the idea of the two
of the meeting in person again that I confessed to Ted one
of my hottest fantasies involving him and my wife together, which you
will
read about later on in the story. That's kind of how this whole thing
came
about, and really ended up happening because my loving wife is so
wonderfully indulgent when
it comes to fulfilling my sexual fantasies.
On a weekday afternoon when I was working in my
home office, I got a call from Ted. "Hi Bill.
This is Ted. How are you doing?"
"Fine," I replied back,
though I was temporarily in a fog about who Ted was. I hadn't chatted
in e-mail with him for a while, and I wasn't expecting any phone calls
from anyone named Ted. I was too embarrassed to ask Ted who he was, so
I just went along with the flow. "What's up?" I asked.
"I'm up," Ted replied back, "and I
think you'll be up too when I tell you what's going on."
"Okay," I answered with
curiosity. For whatever reason, I guess because I wasn't expecting
Ted's call, I was still in a fog about who he was. I hate when that happens.
"Actually, I think I'm going to have
someone else tell you what's happening since I'm about ready to do some
serious toe sucking here," he announced.
Then I heard what seemed like some distortion on the
phone, and some whispering going on in the background as my curiosity
shifted into high gear. The fog of my brain was starting to lift a
little when he mentioned "toe sucking,"
but for the life of me I was still clueless as to who Ted was, and what
was going on. But as soon as I heard my wife on the phone talking to
me, the fog in my brain was lifted immediately, and I almost had a
coronary from what I heard next.
"Hi
sweetie," I could hear my wife say. "I'm
talking to you on Ted's speakerphone, and he has me tied down on a bed
in his motel room right now." Then I heard her gasp out
loud with a sigh that was clearly one of satisfaction. Ted was
obviously doing something pleasurable to her.
"That Ted!" I thought to myself. "Holy
shit! He's got
my wife tied up in a motel room!" I
thought to myself again.
I
was speechless, but my wife broke the silence. "Honey,
are you there? Honey?"
"I'm here. I'm here," I nervously stammered. Then I
suddenly got my composure. Incredulously I asked, "He
really has you tied down on a bed in a motel room?"
"Oh, yes, and he really tied me down well, too." As if
that wasn't enough for my boner to split my jeans, she added, "I'm his
for the taking, and I can't do a thing about it."
Evidently Ted interrupted his pleasure, and my wife's
pleasure too, when he suddenly blurted out, "And your
wife has such suckable toes, too. Hmmm, hmmm. Excuse me while I go back
to sucking her toes, each and every one of them."
I was still speechless. But by then I had unzipped my jeans to jerk
off, as I saw in my mind's eye exactly what was going on.
"You're such a
good toe kisser Teddy," I could hear my wife say.
But Ted was doing more than just toe sucking, which was abundantly
clear when I heard my wife's laughter as she exclaimed, "Oh
Teddy, that tickles!"
Ted wasn't a mean tickler; just a happily opportunistic one, and he
simply tickled my wife just enough to give her pleasure.
"What's
he doing to you now?" I asked.
"He's
licking the soles of my feet ... no ... no ... he's now kissing my
ankles ... and my legs," she answered back. Then I heard
her suddenly say with an excited tone of voice, "Oh,
Teddy!"
I was jealous of Ted's attentions to my wife, but at the
same time, and in an even more powerful way, I was extremely aroused by
what was happening.
"Sweetie,
are you still there?" I heard my wife suddenly ask.
"I'm
here," I replied back. "What's Ted doing to you now?"
I asked, as I heard the sound of a vibrator turn on.
"His
mouth and tongue are on my ... Oh, Teddy ... sorry, sweetie, it's just
that ... OHHHHH, yes ... yes, right there ... Hmmmm ... just like that!
Sorry, honey ... please don't take it personally, but ... but I really
can't ... Ohhhhh ... I really can't talk right now. I mean I can, but I
don't want to ... I mean I want to ... OHHHHH ... I want to enjoy this
without talking."
"Of course," I assured her. "Of
course."
"But don't worry, sweet! I agreed to let Ted tie me on the condition
that he use his speakerphone to have you be a part of it, too,"
she explained. Rhetorically she asked, "Are you
okay with that?"
"Are you kidding?" I asked back with the same rhetoric. "I'm
having the jerk-off session of my life. I just wish I could be there
with you in person."
"Me too," she replied.
Then the chatting stopped. I knew it was time to let my wife enjoy the
pleasures that Ted was giving her, and with a mutual understanding, she
knew to allow herself this much needed, and desired enjoyment as well.
So for the next 20 minutes or so I listened in while my mind's eye
witnessed the kinky sex session that they were enjoying together. The
scene crescendoed for me, and hit its height when my wife teased me
with mock protestations as Ted decided to fuck her while she was unable to do anything
about it because of her restraints.
It
should be noted with importance that this was a planned sexual
domination scene for my pleasure, my wife's pleasure of course, and
naturally for Ted's pleasure as well. Ted, my wife and I are what are
called, "friends
with benefits,"
and this of course was a safe, sane, and consensual arrangement.
"Oh Teddy, what are you doing to me?" I could hear my
wife asking.
"I'm
going to fuck you," he answered back in a certain, but
gentle manner.
"What
about my husband?" She coyly asked, knowing full well
that I was getting more turned by the moment as the scene unfolded.
They were roleplaying the scene as if they were alone together.
"What
about your husband?" He rhetorically asked.
"But
I can't ..." She started to say.
"You
can't what?" Ted interrupted.
"I
can't let you fuck me. What would my husband say?" She retorted.
"It doesn't matter," he answered. "He's
miles away, and you're tied down."
"No ... no ... I can't." She protested in mock fashion,
though she sounded pretty convincing with her roleplaying.
"You
can, and you will," Ted insisted. "You're
tied down, and there's nothing you can do about it."
For the next few minutes I could hear sounds of Ted fucking my wife. It
was too much for me to handle, that is, I shot a load of cum so high
that it landed on my chest and neck. My wife came, too, numerous times,
and so did Ted, even though he had cum earlier on (more on that later).
Afterwards Ted untied my wife, and the three of us chatted on the phone
for another 20 minutes or so until it was time to part ways. Ted was
heading home, so was my wife, and I needed to take a cold shower. I
found out that, before the phone call to me, and as part of my wife's
arrangement with Ted, she had sexually dominated him while he was tied
down on the bed completely naked (a
fantasy of his). Being tied down, and unable to do anything
about it, my wife smothered
his face with her soles, and forced
him to suck her toes while she jerked him off to completion. Then she made him cum again even though he
was sure that he had shot his entire load. My wife has a unique skill
in making a guy cum more than once even though he has just cum.
But even before the two of them got sexual with one another, my wife conditioned the "sex
date." The condition was that Ted had to give her "a really
good foot massage," and "a
really good non-sexual full body massage" before she
would consider having this specially arranged "sex
date." It sure is a good thing that Ted knows how to take
the time to give really good massages. Otherwise this "sex date" never would have happened.
This story was submitted by Tickle
Man.
To read this author's next story, click A Sailor Knows His Ropes.
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you
live in the Los Angeles area, and would like to have
some foot fetish fun with us, my
e-mail address is listed in my profile here.
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