Hi everyone, I'm George and I would like to tell you how I spent most of last summer.
In July, after the end of high school, I was bored in the heat, I have no brothers or sisters and the usual summer job at Mr. Wilson's was gone with his shop closed for a few weeks. I live in a small town in Texas in a small house on the outskirts and the heat was deadly, my parents are always at work and I was bored as already mentioned because all my friends had found something to do like a job or an adventure when outside. Suddenly from my bedroom window I saw an interesting thing. From my bedroom window you can see Mark's studio, an architect who lives with his wife and two boys, who are now in college, near us. Well that particular day I witnessed a scene that I never expected: Mark was masturbating while watching something on the computer screen, I was very impressed I have known the family since he, his wife and two boy John and Lucy were born, aged 19 and 21 years; there and then I was perplexed, but boredom and curiosity led me to investigate. I get along well with computers and within a couple of hours I had built a system that allowed me to control all the traffic that went to and from Mark's computer. Within a week I had the picture of the situation, a lot of pornography but mostly erotic stories mostly like "him watching his wife fuck with others". It was then that I had the intuition that changed the course of the following months.
In fact, checking well the stories and the material read and watched by Mark I noticed a certain predilection for the stories where the wife is forced to fuck with strangers and the husband looks happy. Now Mark's wife, her name is Ann, is a beatiful woman her age, 44 and a bigot all home and church always dressed in chastened clothes that don't show off her shapes; who knows if she knows about her husband's pastime.
The next step was to send a forged email to Mark explaining that I was the system administrator of a paid site specializing in erotic stories and since he was a loyal customer he was entitled to free stories. The selection of the stories was made by me and it was about wives fucked against their will by friends of the children, young neighbors, the boy from the newspaper etc ..
I spent a week and with some caution I made sure that a package containing pornographic material addressed to me fell into Mark's hands. After two days he himself came to ring the bell and brought me the package, knowing that my parents were at work, he stared at me with an air of mockery and I said to him with a grin: "well but I'm not married". He blushed slightly and looked shaken. I then continued - "from my window you can see everything, but don't worry I understand certain hobbies well". He silently went away.
After another two days in the morning as soon as my mother had also left for work, Mark came to ring the bell again and invited me to follow him. Unexpectedly he had decided to share his treasures with me. For the next two weeks he didn't work at all in the mornings, it was all fantasizing and telling, watching videos and exchanging stories. He seemed happy because he had finally found someone here to exchange his fantasies without being judged a pervert. Until one morning out of the blue he said -: "would you like to fuck my wife is it? Of course I have to look ”. It was done, I replied-: "Don't tell me that Ann agrees?" and he -: "no of course not, if it were, what would be the pleasure; we will have to convince her, but without hurting her ”. I said that I felt very embarrassed because I knew his wife when I was a child and to me she was like an aunt, in fact I had been at their house many times in the past, and above all I didn't want to hurt her even though I found her very sexy. The next step was surreal he told me that he had always had a fetish for bondage and tickling and he had always known that his wife suffered a lot, but every time he tried to do it to her she would get very angry, to tie her then not even talk about it.
I immediately thought that it was taking an interesting turn to say the least.
He then told me that if I tied and tickled the torture his wife would do anything.
I made fun of him a little for the fact of tickling, then he invited me to look at some specialized sites, I pretended to be very impressed and in the end, pretending reluctance, I accepted what he had proposed.
The agreement stipulated that on Friday evening Mark would leave for a conference leaving his wife alone, in fact his children now rarely returned from college. He wanted to stay and watch, but after a bit of a squabble I convinced him for cameras placed in strategic points.
The next two days I spent mentally repeating the strategy and correcting it, Mark instead bought in a sex shop all a BDSM paraphernalia for me to use: bal gags, handcuffs, straps, whips and other stuff that I had to look for on specialized sites to understand what needed; the highlight however was a set of four vibrators of different sizes and fabulous vibrating panties.
At around 9 pm on Friday I got the agreed message with Mark warning me that he was on his way to Austin (seriously). I waited around 11 pm I warned my parents that I was going out with friends. I went out on foot as often happened, I walked around the house and picked up the small bag I had left behind the hedge, checked my paraphernalia and keys and waited a bit. The lights had been off for at least half an hour in my house and for more than an hour in Mark's house. Then I got up stealthily and calmly put the keys in the lock, being careful not to make any noise. I knew very well where the master bedroom was and so with a sure step I climbed the stairs to the room, still careful not to make any noise I went to Ann she was sleeping soundly because of the light sleeping pill that Mark had made her take secretly before leaving .
I went to the bed I pulled out the straps and calmly tied it to X using the iron structure of the bed, I inserted the bal gag not before having made her swallow a bottle of a drug that should have awakened her in a short time.
I was placed at the foot of the bed and I was sweating being all dressed in black, with the mask and a distortion in my mouth to disguise my voice that Ann knows very well. I stood next to one of the hidden cameras and greeted Mark with a start now.
I shrugged slightly on Ann's shoulders and she began to wake up. Immediately he realized he could not move and was frightened. I tried to reassure her with my Darth Vader voice: "Don't worry, nobody wants to hurt you, I'm just here to play a little". Those words were even more frightened, she fidgeted trying to free herself. I paused for a moment to look at her she was gorgeous with her blue eyes, blonde hair and lean body with a pair of nice tits; she looked much less than her years. Waving, the baby doll pulled away showing off her beautiful legs. It was also obvious that she was not wearing a bra. I turned and saw that the bra was leaning against a chair I took it in hand and read 38EE.
I went back to her and said: where do we start?
She was terrified and tried to free herself in vain. I took a whip of leather from the bag and ran it along her right leg, she tried to escape in vain. Then I gave her a light whip on the sole of her foot making her jump. I told her maybe you'd like something more delicate, she mumbled incomprehensible phrases. Then I took a feather from the bag and started to touch it on her arms, on her face and then I went down to her feet, she tried not to laugh but when I started rubbing it on the sole of her right foot she exploded in a laugh that was limited only by the bal gag. I went on alternating feet for 10 minutes, she was red in the face and breathless. I asked her do you want me to stop? She nodded her head yes. But what will you do for me? She was perplexed. I continued by telling her if you promise not to scream I'll take the gag off. She nodded yes. Then I took off the bal gag.
If you want me to stop, you have to allow me to discover those nice tits. She immediately said no never pervert leave me alone.
Then I picked up where I left off, in particular I discovered a particularly sensitive point at the base of the fingers. I continued like this for another 10 minutes when she started screaming okay just please stop it now discover my boobs. I let her beg for another 5 minutes and then stopped. She was distraught I pulled back her clothes, she kept her eyes downcast in shame. Her boobs were magnificent with rigid nipples that pointed upwards. I let her breathe for a couple of minutes in the meantime I took a small brush from the bag.
I went over and began to tease the right nipple with the brush and the left nipple with the feather. Ann started laughing, sobbing and saying incomprehensible words. Then I moved on all the tits. She was laughing, she could no longer speak. I then moved towards her belly and further down towards ..................
Meanwhile, Mark in his hotel room was all sweaty, red in the face and his heart is beating madly. One of his greatest fantasies was coming true. He looked greedily at his computer screen, he could also switch from one webcam to another, one providing him with a close-up of the bed and the other with an overview of the room. He quickly went from one angle to another to capture all the moments, he could also hear what was happening well thanks to the powerful microphone installed. He was struck by the fact that an hour had passed and Ann was now giving in, panting and moaning, she was about to collapse.
George with his tools in hand stopped for a moment, Ann was distraught, she decided to ask a decisive question: "What do you say beautiful lady, let's discover some more skin or do I continue?". His gaze was pointed unmistakably at Ann's panties. Only a few moments passed which seemed hours to the two waiting men. She replied with difficulty: "okay but leave me alone, stop the tickle please". A few more moments passed and George pulled down the beautiful blonde's panties, then tore them. At that gesture Mark in his hotel room jumped.
With what was left of the panties in his hand, George couldn't help but notice that they were wet. He went to his bag, put her panties in it and pulled out the smaller vibrator. Ann was too busy catching her breath to notice. He then sat down in a chair and began to remember. One day in August the previous summer he had been playing basebal with John, the youngest son of Mark and Ann, they were the same age but John had already finished school because George had lost one year due to a serious fracture in his right leg. Then he was a child. That day they went into John's house for refreshment and poured themselves two giant glasses of lemonade, while they drank Ann came in and scolded them for soiling the floor. John in response had begun to tickle the hips of his mother who had giggled and run away very fast, George was excited at the sight and it had upset him.
That had been one of the first times he had dreamed of hanging out with Ann. But now enough to dream, she got up and approached Ann as soon as she saw him and said: "What are you going to do with that?" Stay away from me, leave me alone ”. George was not impressed by those words, he turned on the small vibrator and began to tease the inner part of the thigh. George continued, from the ankle up to brushing her pussy lips and then down. Going on like this for nearly half an hour, Ann was tired and kept begging to stop.
The small blond bush was now soaked, George turned off the vibrator and quickly began to touch both soles of the feet with all fingers. Ann's reaction is instantaneous, a scream and then a soft laugh can't even protest. Mark witnessing the scene is confused, excited but confused. George continues like this for ten minutes exploring every inch of the soles of his feet, then pauses on the magic point and insists a little; at the end he says: "then I continue a little longer or I'll take the vibrator again". Again the silence seems to last for hours and then Ann whispers the vibrator. Mark couldn't hear what Ann said, too quietly but watches George go towards the backpack and back to the bed with the medium vibrator the blue one. George returns to the bed and takes the small red vibrator in one hand and the blue one in the other. He stares into Ann's eyes and places the blue vibrator on her labia and turns it on and Ann winces. Meanwhile, with the red vibrator, he touches the clitoris. He has fun with small movements for a few minutes then asks Ann: "What do you say I do a massage to those beautiful tits?". She stared at him and said no!
In front of the screen, meanwhile, Mark was ecstatic, he would never have imagined that this little boy would be so good, he had started masturbating for a while. At that no George let go of both vibrators and started tickling her feet again, this time he was determined not to stop so soon he insisted vigorously. From the soles to the base of the fingers, it went on for at least twenty minutes when Ann screamed "my tits please, don you like better my titts?" He looked at her, stopped for a moment and said: "Now I don't care anymore." He picked up the feather and with it began to tickle Ann's neck while with the other hand vigorously rubbed her right armpit. Ann's reaction was broken, she begged to stop and feel her boobs. He persisted for a while. Then he put the quill away and began weighing his prize. They were gorgeous firm and soft at the same time. With two fingers she squeezed a nipple and Ann let out a long moan.
He stroked and squeezed, after a while he began to give her small slaps on the tits, she continued to moan. Then he stopped, looked into her eyes and said: “I see you like it, you are all like woman this you do the supported but inside you are sluts. If you ask me, I will make you come in a moment ”. Ann did not answer then George took the red vibrator again and began to tease her clitoris while with the other hand he kept a firm grip on the left breast. At some point Ann ……………………………………
continues in the second part
What will George do? Will he continue with this technique or will he take out the whip? Would it be interesting if he also invited a friend to help him?
In July, after the end of high school, I was bored in the heat, I have no brothers or sisters and the usual summer job at Mr. Wilson's was gone with his shop closed for a few weeks. I live in a small town in Texas in a small house on the outskirts and the heat was deadly, my parents are always at work and I was bored as already mentioned because all my friends had found something to do like a job or an adventure when outside. Suddenly from my bedroom window I saw an interesting thing. From my bedroom window you can see Mark's studio, an architect who lives with his wife and two boys, who are now in college, near us. Well that particular day I witnessed a scene that I never expected: Mark was masturbating while watching something on the computer screen, I was very impressed I have known the family since he, his wife and two boy John and Lucy were born, aged 19 and 21 years; there and then I was perplexed, but boredom and curiosity led me to investigate. I get along well with computers and within a couple of hours I had built a system that allowed me to control all the traffic that went to and from Mark's computer. Within a week I had the picture of the situation, a lot of pornography but mostly erotic stories mostly like "him watching his wife fuck with others". It was then that I had the intuition that changed the course of the following months.
In fact, checking well the stories and the material read and watched by Mark I noticed a certain predilection for the stories where the wife is forced to fuck with strangers and the husband looks happy. Now Mark's wife, her name is Ann, is a beatiful woman her age, 44 and a bigot all home and church always dressed in chastened clothes that don't show off her shapes; who knows if she knows about her husband's pastime.
The next step was to send a forged email to Mark explaining that I was the system administrator of a paid site specializing in erotic stories and since he was a loyal customer he was entitled to free stories. The selection of the stories was made by me and it was about wives fucked against their will by friends of the children, young neighbors, the boy from the newspaper etc ..
I spent a week and with some caution I made sure that a package containing pornographic material addressed to me fell into Mark's hands. After two days he himself came to ring the bell and brought me the package, knowing that my parents were at work, he stared at me with an air of mockery and I said to him with a grin: "well but I'm not married". He blushed slightly and looked shaken. I then continued - "from my window you can see everything, but don't worry I understand certain hobbies well". He silently went away.
After another two days in the morning as soon as my mother had also left for work, Mark came to ring the bell again and invited me to follow him. Unexpectedly he had decided to share his treasures with me. For the next two weeks he didn't work at all in the mornings, it was all fantasizing and telling, watching videos and exchanging stories. He seemed happy because he had finally found someone here to exchange his fantasies without being judged a pervert. Until one morning out of the blue he said -: "would you like to fuck my wife is it? Of course I have to look ”. It was done, I replied-: "Don't tell me that Ann agrees?" and he -: "no of course not, if it were, what would be the pleasure; we will have to convince her, but without hurting her ”. I said that I felt very embarrassed because I knew his wife when I was a child and to me she was like an aunt, in fact I had been at their house many times in the past, and above all I didn't want to hurt her even though I found her very sexy. The next step was surreal he told me that he had always had a fetish for bondage and tickling and he had always known that his wife suffered a lot, but every time he tried to do it to her she would get very angry, to tie her then not even talk about it.
I immediately thought that it was taking an interesting turn to say the least.
He then told me that if I tied and tickled the torture his wife would do anything.
I made fun of him a little for the fact of tickling, then he invited me to look at some specialized sites, I pretended to be very impressed and in the end, pretending reluctance, I accepted what he had proposed.
The agreement stipulated that on Friday evening Mark would leave for a conference leaving his wife alone, in fact his children now rarely returned from college. He wanted to stay and watch, but after a bit of a squabble I convinced him for cameras placed in strategic points.
The next two days I spent mentally repeating the strategy and correcting it, Mark instead bought in a sex shop all a BDSM paraphernalia for me to use: bal gags, handcuffs, straps, whips and other stuff that I had to look for on specialized sites to understand what needed; the highlight however was a set of four vibrators of different sizes and fabulous vibrating panties.
At around 9 pm on Friday I got the agreed message with Mark warning me that he was on his way to Austin (seriously). I waited around 11 pm I warned my parents that I was going out with friends. I went out on foot as often happened, I walked around the house and picked up the small bag I had left behind the hedge, checked my paraphernalia and keys and waited a bit. The lights had been off for at least half an hour in my house and for more than an hour in Mark's house. Then I got up stealthily and calmly put the keys in the lock, being careful not to make any noise. I knew very well where the master bedroom was and so with a sure step I climbed the stairs to the room, still careful not to make any noise I went to Ann she was sleeping soundly because of the light sleeping pill that Mark had made her take secretly before leaving .
I went to the bed I pulled out the straps and calmly tied it to X using the iron structure of the bed, I inserted the bal gag not before having made her swallow a bottle of a drug that should have awakened her in a short time.
I was placed at the foot of the bed and I was sweating being all dressed in black, with the mask and a distortion in my mouth to disguise my voice that Ann knows very well. I stood next to one of the hidden cameras and greeted Mark with a start now.
I shrugged slightly on Ann's shoulders and she began to wake up. Immediately he realized he could not move and was frightened. I tried to reassure her with my Darth Vader voice: "Don't worry, nobody wants to hurt you, I'm just here to play a little". Those words were even more frightened, she fidgeted trying to free herself. I paused for a moment to look at her she was gorgeous with her blue eyes, blonde hair and lean body with a pair of nice tits; she looked much less than her years. Waving, the baby doll pulled away showing off her beautiful legs. It was also obvious that she was not wearing a bra. I turned and saw that the bra was leaning against a chair I took it in hand and read 38EE.
I went back to her and said: where do we start?
She was terrified and tried to free herself in vain. I took a whip of leather from the bag and ran it along her right leg, she tried to escape in vain. Then I gave her a light whip on the sole of her foot making her jump. I told her maybe you'd like something more delicate, she mumbled incomprehensible phrases. Then I took a feather from the bag and started to touch it on her arms, on her face and then I went down to her feet, she tried not to laugh but when I started rubbing it on the sole of her right foot she exploded in a laugh that was limited only by the bal gag. I went on alternating feet for 10 minutes, she was red in the face and breathless. I asked her do you want me to stop? She nodded her head yes. But what will you do for me? She was perplexed. I continued by telling her if you promise not to scream I'll take the gag off. She nodded yes. Then I took off the bal gag.
If you want me to stop, you have to allow me to discover those nice tits. She immediately said no never pervert leave me alone.
Then I picked up where I left off, in particular I discovered a particularly sensitive point at the base of the fingers. I continued like this for another 10 minutes when she started screaming okay just please stop it now discover my boobs. I let her beg for another 5 minutes and then stopped. She was distraught I pulled back her clothes, she kept her eyes downcast in shame. Her boobs were magnificent with rigid nipples that pointed upwards. I let her breathe for a couple of minutes in the meantime I took a small brush from the bag.
I went over and began to tease the right nipple with the brush and the left nipple with the feather. Ann started laughing, sobbing and saying incomprehensible words. Then I moved on all the tits. She was laughing, she could no longer speak. I then moved towards her belly and further down towards ..................
Meanwhile, Mark in his hotel room was all sweaty, red in the face and his heart is beating madly. One of his greatest fantasies was coming true. He looked greedily at his computer screen, he could also switch from one webcam to another, one providing him with a close-up of the bed and the other with an overview of the room. He quickly went from one angle to another to capture all the moments, he could also hear what was happening well thanks to the powerful microphone installed. He was struck by the fact that an hour had passed and Ann was now giving in, panting and moaning, she was about to collapse.
George with his tools in hand stopped for a moment, Ann was distraught, she decided to ask a decisive question: "What do you say beautiful lady, let's discover some more skin or do I continue?". His gaze was pointed unmistakably at Ann's panties. Only a few moments passed which seemed hours to the two waiting men. She replied with difficulty: "okay but leave me alone, stop the tickle please". A few more moments passed and George pulled down the beautiful blonde's panties, then tore them. At that gesture Mark in his hotel room jumped.
With what was left of the panties in his hand, George couldn't help but notice that they were wet. He went to his bag, put her panties in it and pulled out the smaller vibrator. Ann was too busy catching her breath to notice. He then sat down in a chair and began to remember. One day in August the previous summer he had been playing basebal with John, the youngest son of Mark and Ann, they were the same age but John had already finished school because George had lost one year due to a serious fracture in his right leg. Then he was a child. That day they went into John's house for refreshment and poured themselves two giant glasses of lemonade, while they drank Ann came in and scolded them for soiling the floor. John in response had begun to tickle the hips of his mother who had giggled and run away very fast, George was excited at the sight and it had upset him.
That had been one of the first times he had dreamed of hanging out with Ann. But now enough to dream, she got up and approached Ann as soon as she saw him and said: "What are you going to do with that?" Stay away from me, leave me alone ”. George was not impressed by those words, he turned on the small vibrator and began to tease the inner part of the thigh. George continued, from the ankle up to brushing her pussy lips and then down. Going on like this for nearly half an hour, Ann was tired and kept begging to stop.
The small blond bush was now soaked, George turned off the vibrator and quickly began to touch both soles of the feet with all fingers. Ann's reaction is instantaneous, a scream and then a soft laugh can't even protest. Mark witnessing the scene is confused, excited but confused. George continues like this for ten minutes exploring every inch of the soles of his feet, then pauses on the magic point and insists a little; at the end he says: "then I continue a little longer or I'll take the vibrator again". Again the silence seems to last for hours and then Ann whispers the vibrator. Mark couldn't hear what Ann said, too quietly but watches George go towards the backpack and back to the bed with the medium vibrator the blue one. George returns to the bed and takes the small red vibrator in one hand and the blue one in the other. He stares into Ann's eyes and places the blue vibrator on her labia and turns it on and Ann winces. Meanwhile, with the red vibrator, he touches the clitoris. He has fun with small movements for a few minutes then asks Ann: "What do you say I do a massage to those beautiful tits?". She stared at him and said no!
In front of the screen, meanwhile, Mark was ecstatic, he would never have imagined that this little boy would be so good, he had started masturbating for a while. At that no George let go of both vibrators and started tickling her feet again, this time he was determined not to stop so soon he insisted vigorously. From the soles to the base of the fingers, it went on for at least twenty minutes when Ann screamed "my tits please, don you like better my titts?" He looked at her, stopped for a moment and said: "Now I don't care anymore." He picked up the feather and with it began to tickle Ann's neck while with the other hand vigorously rubbed her right armpit. Ann's reaction was broken, she begged to stop and feel her boobs. He persisted for a while. Then he put the quill away and began weighing his prize. They were gorgeous firm and soft at the same time. With two fingers she squeezed a nipple and Ann let out a long moan.
He stroked and squeezed, after a while he began to give her small slaps on the tits, she continued to moan. Then he stopped, looked into her eyes and said: “I see you like it, you are all like woman this you do the supported but inside you are sluts. If you ask me, I will make you come in a moment ”. Ann did not answer then George took the red vibrator again and began to tease her clitoris while with the other hand he kept a firm grip on the left breast. At some point Ann ……………………………………
continues in the second part
What will George do? Will he continue with this technique or will he take out the whip? Would it be interesting if he also invited a friend to help him?
