Tickled and Vibed to a Long Squirting Orgasm, Part 2
Published early as a preview here in our chat forum on Saturday, December 7, 2019.
Official publication date for the main page of our site: Friday, December 27, 2019.

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Author's note: The source of the video in this story is at the following address:
https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d635327dc024

If you read part 1 of this story, you'll know that the couple featured used to play with other people. One of those people was me. I'm the woman the author of part 1 mentioned who used to be married. Long story short, my ex husband and I ended up getting divorced. Part of the reason for my divorce is that I realized I was much more of a lesbian than I was bi.

After my divorce, I remained friends with the couple in part 1, but really only on Facebook. And since we didn't really chat much online, we kind of lost touch. You know how it is; a lot of Facebook friends are that way. Of course in my case I had gotten to know this couple quite intimately; sexually that is as a friend with benefits.

However it came to be that we parted ways, out of the blue the husband of this couple contacted me privately via Facebook about his sex life having been suddenly, and surprisingly reinvigorated with his wife, and he wondered if I still played with other people. If I did, would I be interested in "surprising" his wife as I had done many times before?

Ironically, the video featured in this story was very similar to how I used to play with his wife when he watched (and sometimes when she and I were playing on our own, and neither he nor my husband were around). Sometimes her husband was out of the house for extended periods of time while we played, and my husband was sometimes in another part of the house. I really enjoyed my 1-on-1 times with her.

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As it happened, the husband in this story caught me at a really interesting time in my life; one that had me exploring my lesbian desires. I told him as much, and I explained to him in a nice way that I wasn't really interested in playing with men. I further explained that I was happily involved in a group marriage with a lesbian couple, albeit only their marriage was legally sanctioned. I was their 3rd.

Because I had gotten to know him pretty well, I wasn't surprised that he understood my situation, although I was a bit surprised to learn he would be fine if I played with his wife without him watching. Not that I would mind, because I rather enjoyed having him watch before, but because my partners wouldn't be happy about him watching.

After privately chatting on Facebook with him, he gave me his blessing to play with his wife however it could happen. He told me straight out, "Plan whatever you'd like, and if you can get her to do it, then go for it, and have fun." He did tell me he hoped that I'd let him know how everything went down if I could get his wife to play without him, which I was happy to do.

Naturally, I had gotten to know his wife better than I had gotten to know him, especially since I had become quite good at getting her off sexually. I was always able to make her squirt uncontrollably, which she found to be immensely enjoyable, and satisfying. Even though she always considered herself to be straight, she was also always happy to have me get her off.

So it was no surprise when she happily, and quite readily accepted my invitation to come over to my house for what I described as "an erotic, and sensual full body massage" just like I used to help give her numerous times before.

To my amusement, and to her husband's as well, I could tell from the start of our chatting it up again that she surely thought that I'd arrange to have him watch. And to my advantage, she confirmed to me that she didn't want to know about any details. All she knew for sure was that she'd be coming to my place, and that our rendezvous would be done in secret to add to the naughtiness of whatever I had planned. She wouldn't tell her husband about seeing me, and as I teased to her delight, I told her, "I might not tell him, either."

She delighted in my teasing, and I could tell from our chats that she might even prefer if if her husband was left unaware. One thing was for certain. Both her husband and I knew that she really wanted to be surprised, and she was happily in a state of mind to thoroughly enjoy whatever had been planned.

At some point she replied to me via a private Facebook chat, "I can't believe I'm really in the dark about what's going on, and I have to admit that I really find not knowing to be exciting!"

I could tell that she had pretty much guessed that I was in constant contact with her husband, and that he and I had arranged for him to watch. But just the opposite was true. Once he more or less gave me his blessing to do whatever I wanted, I was on my own in my plans.

When my partners heard his wife ring our doorbell only a week after what her "sexual switch" had been turned back on so wonderfully thanks to her husband, they were still in disbelief.

"Oh my God!" One of them exclaimed. "She actually showed up on her own."

"I know," I giggled. "Isn't it great?"

When I opened our door to let her inside, her eyes were already closed as she knew to keep them closed until I had blindfolded her, which I promptly did after closing the door behind her.

Without either one of my partners touching her, or saying a word, as we wanted her to initially presume that I was on my own with her, I guided her inside without saying a word. She knew to keep silent as well. As we had chatted about it, the blindfold and the silence was meant to add to the eroticism.

Also adding to the eroticism on her drive over was the only piece of clothing she had been instructed to wear along with her open toe high heels; a single-breasted woman's overcoat. After slowly unbuttoning her overcoat, and lifting if off of her shoulders, it dropped to the floor. Her hardened nipples revealed her heightened arousal. Slowly, I guided her to our master bedroom, and helped her onto the bed where I laid her face down.

As it's similarly shown in the video with a folded thick towel on top of a firm pillow to prop up her ass, I restrained her wrists and ankles, and tightly secured them to the four corners of the bed's frame. Much more securely than the video shows.

As I had done many times before at her house, I began giving her a back massage, and she immediately acknowledged her pleasure with a moan of approval. Moments later as my partners added themselves to the mix by touching, and massaging the soles of both of her feet at the same time, she showed her surprise by gasping out loud, and taking in a deep breath.

There was no getting around it now. She knew for sure that there were three of us pleasuring her at the same time. Who knows what she was thinking? Maybe she was thinking that her husband had added himself to the mix, or maybe she thought he was just watching.

For the longest time none of us said a word. At least not until we very happily worked on her pussy and clit together to make her cum multiple times, and to squirt uncontrollably. Finally she exclaimed with intense satisfaction, "Oh my God! What are you doing to me?"

"We're doing whatever we want to get you off," one of my partners blurted out, "and this is only the half of it."

She didn't have to ask what that meant as she was given a playful spanking for having been naughty enough to come over without her husband, and for only wearing an overcoat and open toe high heels.

"What do you mean without my husband?" She asked. "Isn't he here watching?"

"Who told you he'd be watching?" I asked her. "He's not here," I added, "and unless you told him where you were going, he has no idea that you're here."

"He really doesn't know?" She asked.

"Not a clue," I told her, "and from the looks of it from how wet you've gotten, and how much you've climaxed no to mention your squirting orgasms, that doesn't seem to matter."

"I guess not," she laughed.

As I formerly introduced her to my partners while she remained blindfolded, we freed her from the restraints, playfully turned her over onto her back, and deftly restrained her spread eagle again in quick fashion. Being as exhausted as she was from her multiple orgasms, it's not as if she could have resisted our domination if she had wanted us to stop. Besides, it was clear that she was thoroughly enjoying her sexual submission to us despite what proved to be her mock resistance. Her feigned protests only served to excite, and arouse her the more she protested, which she admitted when she was asked if she was okay.

"I want to say no, but my body keeps saying yes!" She admitted.

"That works for us," I told her with a knowing smile.

In due time we freed her ankles, but kept we her wrists restrained. That way, each of us could fuck her with our strap-ons with her legs over our shoulders, and her naked body effectively immobilized beneath us as we fucked her deeply, and fully to her intense pleasure. It became clear that she loved being taken against her will. The more she resisted, and the more we forced ourselves inside of her, the more intense, and powerful her orgasms were.

At one point she exclaimed, "Oh my God! I think I've become a lesbian. I've never climaxed so many times in all of my life, and I've never squirted so hard, either."

I did contact her husband later on to share the details of our successful rendezvous, but not right away. I may have waited a little more than a week or so. I don't remember. What I do remember is that he had mixed feelings about not being around to watch, but that he ultimately decided to embrace all of the good that came of it.

His wife told me that she was going to let him know what happened, and that she was pretty sure that he'd be fine with it, but that she hadn't told him yet. She's now thinking she might never tell him since her gut tells her that telling him might mess up whatever dynamic he and I have together about it. After all, she thinks her husband's in on it all, and that he likes things the way they are.

I haven't told her she's right, mainly because I kind of want her to think that I really did this on my own. But it's also because there's something about the naughtiness of doing something that's taboo that seems to keep her the most excited, and aroused.