Oily Tickle Torture

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Imagine a foot tickling service that you can contact that will send an expert tickler to tie up, and tickle your wife's feet while she's happily helpless to stop them. That's what I imagined after my wife got into a fight with me, and she angrily complained about me not paying enough attention to her feet like I used to do before we got married.

I can't say she's wrong because I did stop paying attention to her feet after we got married. I used to give her foot massages all the time, and I used to worship her feet, but I did less, and less of that until I stopped it altogether. It's no wonder that she got pissed off at me.

I also used to tickle the soles of her feet while they were tied down, which she really liked because she'd cum multiple times while struggling to stop me from tickling her feet. The soles of her feet are really ticklish, so the more she struggled to stop the tickling, the more aroused she got, which made her cum really hard when she started to climax.

One time when she complained that I didn't tickle her feet any more, I angrily shot back that maybe I should bring somebody over to tickle torture her feet so that she'd stop bothering me about it.

She immediately shot back that maybe I should, and then she dared me to do it.

Out of anger, but also because I was getting turned on by the idea of it, I told her that if she dared me again, I'd definitely get somebody to come over to tickle torture her feet.

Without missing a beat, she double dared me to do it, so I told her for sure that I'd do it on the Saturday that was coming up. When she laughed at me, and triple dared me to do it, and then she belittled me for not having the balls to find somebody to tickle torture her feet, I shot back that I already knew people who would do it.

I lied. I didn't know anyone who would do it.

When she laughed at me again, but playfully this time instead of out of anger, she told me she didn't believe a word that I said. Her sudden change to being playful about it made me think she was egging me on to tickle torture her myself, which I knew she'd get off on. She didn't say that outright, but I was pretty sure that's what she was doing.

However she was playing it, we set a time for that Saturday to tickle torture her feet. When we did, she lovingly told me that it was okay for me not to bring somebody else over to tickle torture her feet because all she really wanted was for me to start doing that to her again. And the foot worshiping of course.

I was no longer angry, either, so I playfully asked her how she'd feel if I actually brought somebody over to tickle torture, and worship her feet. She teased me back to playfully remind me that her feet would be tied, and she'd be helpless to stop me from surprising her with somebody else if that's what I really wanted to do.

We went back and forth with the teasing until she admitted that she just wanted to have her feet tickle tortured, and worshiped no matter who did it. She literally told me that if I wanted to bring somebody over, I could do it.

I was so turned on by the idea of somebody else tickle torturing, and worshiping my wife's feet that I scrambled through old foot fetish contacts I had made over the last couple of years to see if I could find a good match.

Almost all of the people I looked at lived out of state, and I didn't feel comfortable about anybody who lived nearby, so I figured I'd just pretend to be another person, at least until my wife figured it out.

To my delight, though, the same day that my wife and I set the time for our Saturday rendezvous, I got a text from Rebecca who lives on the next block over from our house. With the curious caveat for me not to say anything to my wife along with a wink smilie in her text, she wanted to talk to me about something that my wife had told her.

When I met Rebecca the next day at her house, the big smile on her face lead me to believe that she wanted to talk to me about Saturday's renezvous with my wife, and I was right.

Rebecca filled me in that she had been told about the problems my wife and I were having in the bedroom, but she also told me how happy my wife was about the angry, and then playful conversation that my wife and I had about me possibly bringing somebody over to tickle torture, and worship her feet.

With excitement, Rebecca got right to the point about why she wanted to talk to me. She explained that she's known for a while how unhappy my wife and I have been about the lack of sex between us of late, and that she had suggested the possibility of spicing things up by including her, and her husband Richard. Not swapping partners, but just having a little foursome fun.

Rebecca knew that my wife and I had never done anything like that before, and she didn't want to freak me out about it, so she made it clear that she wasn't suggesting we should try swinging with them unless of course it appealed to both me and my wife.

I learned from Rebecca that my wife had given swinging some thought, but it was only because she was frustrated. When I told Rebecca that I felt the same way, she told me that she hadn't contacted me to swing because she wasn't sure how I would react to it, but that she had contacted me to suggest that she, or Richard, or the both of them could come over to our house on Saturday to tickle torture, and worship my wife's feet.

She told me that her husband Richard has a foot fetish like I have, and that she likes indulging his foot fetish by playing with other women's feet while he watches, or while he joins her to help depending on the circumstances. Sometimes she'll get sexual with other women while Richard gets off on their feet.

Rebecca also admitted that she and Richard have wanted to play with, and get off on my wife's feet for a long time, but they never did out of respect for me, and also because things between them and my wife never went that far anyway. I wondered if they had already played with her, which excited me to think that they had, but I didn't ask.

When Rebecca told me that my planned rendezvous with my wife on Saturday could be the perfect opportunity to naughtily introduce her, and Richard to possible play dates in the future if I was amenable to having them over that Saturday, I told her that I liked the idea of it.

Rebecca knew that my wife hadn't done anything more than some experimental kissing with other women in college, so she suggested that Richard be the one to tickle torture, and worship my wife's feet while she and I watched. She suggested that we should play things by ear, and act accordingly depending on my wife's reactions.

With enthusiasm, I agreed that would be the best thing to do, and I told her that I could hardly wait for Saturday. She said that she felt the same, and that she had already discussed everything with her husband to know that Richard felt the same way as well.

In the meantime, my wife remained playful throughout the week, and like me, she looked forward to having her feet tickle tortured, and worshiped while she was tied and helpless to stop whomever it was that was having their way with her feet. She even playfully teased that she was looking forward to having somebody else tickle torture, and worship her feet.

Admittedly, I wondered if I had been set up by my wife with Rebecca's help, but even if I had been, I was good with what was planned. I didn't ask Rebecca about the possibilty of being set up, I didn't ask my wife, and I didn't ask Richard. All I knew for sure was that I was going to have a lot of naughty fun on that Saturday to come, which made me very happy.

As my wife and I had scheduled our play date that Saturday just after the sun had set so that we could enjoy the ambience of lighted candles in a darkened room, she laid face down on our bed completely naked after soaking in the bath tub with scented bath salts as she loves doing.

Well, I enjoyed that ambience since my wife blindfolded herself to add to the mystery of whether or not somebody else was coming over to tickle torture, and worship her feet.

The following video titled, "A Home For Foot Tickling Connoisseurs" reminds me of the foot tickling that happened that night even though our naughty fun happened on our bed with a bunch of towels underneath my wife to keep the oils from getting all over the bed's comforter.


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After I tied my wife's wrists together, and I secured them above her head, I tied her ankles together, and I secured them to the bottom of the bed so that she'd be helpless to stop Richard from tickle torturing her feet. Then I texted Rebecca's cell phone to let her know that my wife was blindfolded, and helplessly tied down on our bed.

My wife must have suspected that I was up to something when I texted Rebecca because she asked me if somebody was coming over to tickle torture, and worship her feet.

When I asked her if she really wanted to know, she hesitated, and told me that she guessed she didn't wanted to know. Then she kind of warned me by saying if somebody was coming over, they better be good, or else I'd have to answer for it. That made me think that maybe she and Rebecca hadn't set me up after all, which made me nervous about Rebecca and Richard coming over.

As planned, Rebecca and Richard let themselves in through our front door, which I had left unlocked for them. When they quietly stepped into our bedroom with grins as big as I'd ever seen them, I urged Richard to grab the feather duster I was using to take over the stimulation of my wife's naked body from her soles to her neck and back again as I had been doing to get her horny, and to warm her up for the tickle torturing of her soles.

When Richard took over for me, my wife didn't seem to notice that he had switched places with me. When he started to kiss, and lick her soles with his mouth, and tongue to worship her feet, she moaned out loud, and told me that I hadn't lost my touch. She also told me that she missed having me worship her feet, and she was glad that I still wanted to worship them.

That's when Rebecca quietly urged me to say something, and Richard stopped worshiping my wife's feet so that when I talked to my wife she'd think that I was the only one in the bedroom with her.

Without really giving it any thought, I playfully teased my wife that maybe somebody else had been worshiping her feet, and that if she really liked what they were doing, she might as well let them continue. She said with a laugh that she didn't care who was worshiping her feet because whoever was doing it was amazing at it, and she wanted them to continue.

As soon as Richard started to worship my wife's feet again, my wife moaned aloud her approval, and she announced that her feet were theirs to have. That's when Rebecca stepped in to give Richard a kiss to quietly encourage him to have his way with her feet while she and I watched.

After a while, Richard decided it was time to tickle torture my wife's feet, so he straddled, and sat on the back of her legs, and he oiled her soles up to make them more sensitive. Then he relentlessly tickled the soles of her feet until she was practically begging him to stop. But instead of stopping, Rebecca who had by then quickly stripped herself naked, switched places with him, and continued to tickle torture my wife's feet.

Following Rebecca's lead, Richard and I stripped off our clothes so that all of us were completely naked. Watching my wife squirm, and plead for the tickle torturing to stop made Richard and I hard as a rock because of how obvious it was that my wife was getting off on having the soles of her tied feet tickled by Rebecca so naughtily without any relief.

Moments later when Rebecca eased up on the tickling, and she wiped away the oil to worship my wife's soles and toes with her mouth and tongue the way that Richard had been doing earlier, my wife seemed to have realized, or guessed that a woman was having their way with her feet. Maybe she felt Rebecca's nails, which were longer than Richard's closely cut nails.

When my wife asked me if I had brought a woman over to tickle torture, and worship her feet, I playfully teased that I might have done exactly that, and I asked her if she was okay with it. She told me that if this is what it's like to have a woman tickle torture, and worship her feet, then she was all for it because they were really good at it.

That prompted Rebecca to reveal herself by speaking out to tell my wife that she was really glad she liked what she was doing because she had been wanting to tickle torture, and worship her feet for a long time.

Again, though, while part of me was thinking that Rebecca and my wife were in on all that I had arranged with Rebecca, they didn't admit to it, so I supposed that getting together with Rebecca and Richard was just a happy stroke of luck. Whatever the case was, things were going well, and they continued to go well.

When my wife asked about Richard as if Rebecca had come over without him, and she asked if that was the right thing to do because she didn't want Richard to get hurt, Richard chimed in to say that he had come over with her, and that he was the one who had first worshiped her feet.

After realizing that Rebecca and Richard were the ones who had tickle tortured, and worshiped her feet, my wife teased that maybe I didn't need to be part of their naughty, and rewarding fun. Rebecca then came to my defense by telling my wife we were about to have some naughty 3 on 1 foursome fun with her that she'd surely get off on, but she also playfully suggested that things could be a lot naughtier, and a lot more exciting if she and Richard could have her all to themselves.

Admittedly, the thought of Rebecca and Richard taking full advantage of my wife without me in the room with them to interfere or intervene in any way was exceptionally arousing even though I wanted to watch.

As that hot thought bounced around in my head, my wife playfully reminded us that she wasn't exactly in a position to stop us from doing whatever we wanted, including sending me away while Rebecca and Richard had her all to themselves. Giggling with delight about that option, and thinking of another option altogether, Rebecca told my wife that maybe she should send both Richard and me away so that she could have my wife all to herself.

Richard and I didn't quite know what to say, so we kept quiet about the possibilities while we looked at each other with smiles on our faces for having such sexually open wives, especially since both of them have perfectly pedicured toes, and super soft soles that wrinkle up in all the right places, which drive both of us wild with lust.

When Rebecca told me and Richard that she wanted to have some quality time with my wife on her own, she literally meant it, so she motioned for us to leave, and we left.

In no time at all, Richard and I were sitting buck naked on towels we had brought to the living room with us. He told me that his wife loved to be on her own with women they had played with together, especially when they were straight. One of Rebecca's biggest thrills was to get a straight woman off because they were usually so surprised that a woman could get them off. She especially loved it when the straight woman she was getting off for the first time resisted her sexual advances while they were tied and helpless to stop her.

As Richard explained it, she only pushed that sexual envelope when it was clear that the woman was getting off on what she was doing to them versus any actual resistance to being sexually ravished by another woman. When Rebecca felt the need to stop, he told me that pretty much every woman his wife had played with ended up wanting her to get them off, if for no other reason than being curious about what it would be like to have a woman get them off.

He explained that Rebecca had a way about her that made straight women comfortable with her, which invited a desire on their part to experiment enough to allow Rebecca to get them off. When they did get off, they always wanted to have her get them off again because their orgasms were always intensely pleasurable, and wonderfully satisfying.

When Richard told me that Rebecca wouldn't mind if we took a discreet peek before she called us back into the bedroom as long as we gave her enough time to be with my wife on her own, he walked me back into the bedroom after he felt that enough time had passed. He and Rebecca had played enough with other women to know when the timing was right.

By the time we walked back into the bedroom, Rebecca had turned my wife over onto her back, and restrained her still completely naked body spread eagle. She was still blindfolded, too, which gave Richard and me cover to watch in silence.

When Rebecca saw us, she put a finger to her lips to motion for our silence, and with a happy smile on her face, she continued to successfully seduce my wife into letting her get her off.

Richard and I could see from my wife's sopping wet pussy that Rebecca had already gotten her off at least once in a big way if not more, which made me want to learn about the sexual dynamic between them. It was fascinating to see how adept Rebecca was at finding, and stimulating all of my wife's sexual buttons; her obviously highly sensitive erogenous zones such as her clit, and her G-spot, but also
erogenous zones such as her soles and toes as foot fetishists know so well can be so much fun to enjoy, and get off on.

Rebecca was able to find other erogenous zones that aren't typically known, which individually vary depending on each woman. For instance, one of my wife's erogenous zones is her pelvic area, which is located in the lower abdomen between a woman's hip bones.

Using her left hand, Rebecca was able to deftly find, stimulate, massage, and apply pressure up against my wife's G-spot with a couple of her fingers while using a vibrator with her right hand at the same time to stimulate, and apply pressure onto my wife's clit. Mind you, Rebecca had been stimulating my wife's pelvic area with the vibrator to arouse her senses just before using the vibrator against her clit, which within moments of switching from her pelvic area to concentrate on her clit, my wife's naked and bound body suddenly tensed up with pleasure, and she started to squirt uncontrollably with multiple female ejaculations.

When my wife started to beg Rebecca to stop because the intensity of her squirting ejaculations were too much for her to take, Rebecca instinctively seemed to know how far she could take it with my wife before she finally stopped. My wife exclaimed to her that she couldn't believe that Rebecca was able to force another set of female ejaculations from her, let alone the first time, which informed Richard and me that she had already taken my wife to the ultimate high of orgasmic delight while he and I were in the living room.

When Rebecca suggested to my wife that maybe it was time for us husbands to come back into the bedroom again even though we had already returned to watch in silence, my wife told Rebecca with a laugh that she might have turned her into a lesbian, and that she no longer needed me for sex.

With a laugh, Rebecca agreed that she no longer needed Richard for sex even though she loves his cock, but she also reassured my wife that both of them were still straight even though she had fun getting my wife off so powerfully. She also told my wife that she enjoyed, and got off on the same intense pleasure whenever women would get her off by forcing her to cum multiple times. She explained to my wife that she knew her well enough to know that she was still straight, and that she was simply bi-friendly, which was more common than people might otherwise think, especially between straight women.

My wife told Rebecca that what she said made perfect sense to her, because like Rebecca was with her husband, my wife still loved my cock, and she still looked forward to having me fuck her with it. She also told Rebecca that she loves making me shoot my load by sucking my cock, and jerking me off, which Rebecca agreed was a lot of fun to do to Richard.

When my wife told Rebecca that she really loved having her feet worshiped, and tickle tortured when she was in the frame of mind to have me get into that with her, Rebecca said same about her husband. With a laugh, she even told my wife that she might like it better than getting fucked to which my wife laughed about it, and agreed.

When my wife told Rebecca that she wanted to reciprocate what Rebecca had done to her  by getting her off while she's blindfolded, and helplessly tied spread eagle, Rebecca told my wife that she'd love to switch places with her if that's what she really wanted to do. My wife assured her that she definitely wanted to reciprocate, and that she really looked forward to it.

That's when Rebecca shrugged her shoulders at us with a smile on her face, and silently motioned for us to quickly go back into the living room. We scurried back to the living room as if we had been there the entire time.

Richard and I weren't sure what we should do next since the option of quietly slipping back into the bedroom to watch Rebecca being sexually ravished by my wife wasn't really an option since we couldn't know for sure how my wife would react to us walking in on them without having been summoned.

A few minutes later, though, my wife stepped into the living room to seal our fate. Not knowing that we had watched a lot of what Rebecca done to dominate, and sexually ravish my wife, she apologized to us for having had to wait for so long. Then she invited us into the bedroom to help play with, and get Rebecca off.

I could tell from the look on Richard's face when we walked into the bedroom that he was more than pleased with what he saw, as was I, because both of our cocks quickly rose to attention when we saw that Rebecca had been blindfolded, and restrained spread eagle completely naked.

When my wife happily positioned herself to play with Rebecca's pussy and clit, Richard and I worshiped Rebecca's soles and toes, which included a lot of toe sucking, and sole tickling. The sensation of all three of us stimulating my her erogenous zones at the same time helped to make Rebecca's climaxes intensely pleasurable when she started squirting uncontrollably just as Rebecca had made my wife squirt uncontrollably.

My wife was so happy, and excited that she was able to make Rebecca squirt that she looked back at me with an open mouth to express her satisfaction. I could see that Rebecca had squirted her juices onto my wife's face, and when my wife licked off some of those juices that had splashed onto her lips, it inspired her to give Rebecca head.

It was a welcome surprise for me to see my wife giving Rebecca head, especially since she seemed to really enjoy it. I loved how she had positioned herself in between Rebecca's legs because her sexy wrinkled soles were within the reach of Richard and me to enjoy, and enjoy them we did.

While we were still worshiping Rebecca's soles and toes with one of our hands along with our mouths, and our tongues, we were also reaching up to lightly tickle, and playfully explore my wife's wrinkled soles. Both he and I looked at each other as if we had hit the jackpot in a foot fetish casino.

My wife had never gotten a woman off before, but she really got into it, which Richard and I certainly had fun watching. The more times she was able to make Rebecca cum, the more aroused, and excited she got, which by extension the more aroused, and excited Richard and I got. My wife has always loved the challenge of making a guy cum more than once after getting them off the 1st time, and she obviously loved the challenge of doing the same to Rebecca.

Later on when Rebecca was released from her restraints, with prompting from Richard and me, she and my wife laid face down next to each other so that we could worship their feet. He worshiped my wife's feet, and I worshiped Rebecca's feet.

After that 1st Saturday evening together, we made a happy habit of getting together on Saturdays, but we also got together other times as well when a given Saturday didn't work for us. Most of the time our wives laid face down next each other while Richard and I worshiped their feet at the same time. Like that first time, he worshiped my wife's feet, and I worshiped his wife's feet.

The way we played varied, and while all of it was rewarding, Richard and I favored sexually dominating our wives instead of them sexually dominating us, which we went along to get along when they insisted on taking a dominant role.

Richard and I are bi friendly, but because we're straight, our preference is to only play with our wives. They, on the other hand, to our delight, are wonderfully happy about playing with each other, and getting each other off even though they still consider themselves to be straight. Naturally, they love playing with us as well. I guess that makes them bi friendly with a sexual preference for men.

Both of our wives also have fun experimenting with different sexual scenarios of which Richard and I are very happy beneficiaries.

For instance, one time after our wives blindfolded us, and restrained us spread eagle completely naked in our own bedrooms, they surprised us by switching places. My wife went to their house to play with, and get Richard off, and Rebecca came to our house to play with, and get me off. The first time they surprised us like that, they also left me alone while they played with, and got Richard off together, and vice-versa while he was left alone. They continue to do that with us from time to time.

Another time after we had sexually submitted to our wives in our respective bedrooms, they surprised us with a gay man and his husband, which made us wonder who was doing what to us when we were being played with, and sexually ravished. Our wives wouldn't tell us who they were, except to say that they both have a foot fetish, and they love forcing straight men to shoot their loads.

I wasn't particularly happy with that arrangement, and neither was Richard, but we played along to get along, and it turned out to be better than either one of us expected.

The first time with that gay married couple was pretty wild because there were times when Richard and I were being played with, and sexually ravished by those guys, and our wives at the same time while the other one of us was left alone. While I laid there tied and helpless to do anything about it, I was both frustrated, and really turned on. I was obviously frustrated because nobody was playing with me, but I was also really turned on because I kept thinking of how Richard was getting off on his 4 on 1 sexual ravishment just as I had gotten off on it.

Even though Richard and I enjoyed those times when we were sexually submissive, we still preferred to be sexually dominant because that was our inherent nature. Thankfully, the inherent nature of our wives was that they preferred to be sexually submissive to us, and they liked it most when they were the center of attention for 3 on 1 fun.

On the other hand, every once in a while Richard and I would swap wives, or as our wives would like to teasingly correct us, they'd swap us. My wife would go to Richard and Rebecca's house to have her feet tickle tortured, and worshiped by Richard after he had blindfolded her, and restrained her while Rebecca would come to our house to have her feet tickle tortured, and worshiped by me after I had blindfolded her, and restrained her on our bed.

A lot of times, though, our wives would simply lay side by side to have their feet worshiped by me and Richard.

It was also exciting for Richard and I to know that our wives switched it up with each other to be sexually submissive, or sexually dominant while we were at work. As my wife explained it to me, they liked taking turns to be sexually .submissive, or sexually dominant