She pushed aside the covers and stretched her arms and legs, twisting her upper body, stretching like a cat comfortably rested and with a satisfying sense of having been naughty. A smile formed on her face as she began to relive yesterday's incident. Her young handsome patient, Mike, who had injured his groin. Wearing the hospital's classic "dress" where the back was just buttoned together and which ended just above the knees. He lay there with nothing underneath in the hospital bed. Making it possible for the nurses to get to and remove the stitches. She couldn't help it. His manhood was impressive in the soft state. Temptation had gotten the better of her and she let the back of her hand accidentally brush against it. She had glanced up at his face and seen that he was concentrating on not feeling anything by looking up at the ceiling. She gave it another ”accidental” touch and now watched as it began to come to life. More daring now, she reached out with her well-manicured red nails and ”accidentally” stroked the side of his balls and shaft while pretending to study his injury closely. His reaction was not long in coming and now it stood up straight in all its glory at an impressive size.
Oops, she said with mock surprise and saw how he blushed in embarrassment.
Sorry, he said awkwardly.
Oh, it doesn't matter. It's something that happens from time to time - and you have nothing to be ashamed of, she said with a slightly flirtatious wink. Then she left the room.
Her desires were now fully aroused. Since she now had the time, she let her hand slide over one nipple that was stiffening and down over her soft stomach down between her legs. With a deep sigh, she slowly began to move her fingers and fantasize about what would happen if this young man with his asset was in her bedroom now…..
Mia! Hello!
She was interrupted by a knock on the door and the now familiar voice of her husband's choice of the Scandinavian aupair, now a days the housekeeper. She couldn't deny that it was nice to be rid of daily household chores, and so had generally appreciated the idea of keeping her long after they needed even now after their daughter had headed off to college after the summer. They could also afford it because Robert, who was 10 years older than her, had climbed the career ladder and was well paid in the office. But it bothered her that she was flirting with her husband and that she had absolutely no sense of when to tactfully stay away, like now.
Yes, Lise, what's so important that you have to wake me up, she answered back through the door, while frustrated and unsatisfied she pulled the blanket over herself as a cover in case Lise got the nerve to just step inside. It had happened before.
We're out of eggs. I can go shopping.
Mia sighed,
yes, you do so.
She stepped out of bed and pulled on her Japanese thin dressing gown, mirroring herself and looking at her hips, thighs, butt, stomach and breasts that were rounded by the fabric. She was, on the whole, at ease and satisfied with her body, which now had fuller female pleasures, more so than 20 years a go. She wanted to be a bit taller, like Lise, who was slightly taller han average height. But somewhere just below average height was what she simply had to settle for. However, her dark brown hair was full and rich, her hair kept its shape.
Although abruptly interrupted, she was ready for the day. Since she and Robert went to the couples psychologist, their relationship and sex life had taken a powerful turn upwards. Above all, their communication about the whole thing had improved considerably. Much thanks to the list the psychologist suggested and which they now kept. The psychologist had tasked them with making a list to break the dried-up intimacy. She, Janine, a middle-aged petite woman with sharp features, had written down various positions, desires and anything else that could be imagined which they then got one ex each of. The list contained things she hadn't heard of before. The task was to fill in 1 to 10, where 10 was very desirable and 1 the opposite, and then compare these with each other. Luckily, and perhaps not so strange since they actually met, married and had a child for a reason, their answers matched relatively well. They had lived out some fantasies and tried different positions with and without bondage. Above all, she had thoroughly enjoyed egging and teasing him, both in the bedroom and in public. She had put a 10 there. He had subsequently, as it happened, changed his answer from 7 to 10 to the same question. She walked over to the bedside table and pulled out the top drawer. Picked up Roberts list that was kept there together with hers and stopped at - one more person in the bedroom. Robert had put a 7 there. She herself a 3. Now she had changed her mind.
There was nothing wrong with Robert but she couldn't let the thought of the young man and his impressive manhood go. She wanted it. What would Robert think? She decided to find out. What was it the psychologist Janinie had said, openness and honesty!
How do you want it? I’ll adapt, Mike had said obligingly with a wide smile. Like any young man full of sex drive, she thought.
Now she lay there;
She gasped, ohh, breathing heavy, lying in the couple's dimmed bedroom on her stomach in the couple's bed, hogtied in bra, panties and high heels, ankles and wrists tied behind her back, face to the bottom of the bed looking straight at her husband sitting naked on an office chair tied by his hands and feet, his excitement evident. It was Robert who wanted it that way. The full tease and denial. She hadn't minded, content to be able to satisfy her imagination. She had tied him up herself and Mike had filmed with the mobile camera while she did it. For them to replay and relive. Wife rendering husband harmless.
Mike had then continued the work of getting her into the helpless position she now found herself in. While the desire was overwhelming, she felt a rush of excitement that she and Robert had given themselves to this young man. She knew what was coming next and was already wet from the thought and the situation. And her husband in front of her was breathing just as heavily and clearly showing the same anticipation as her which only reinforced her feeling even more.
Mike got up on his knees behind her on the bed. He parted her thighs by pushing her knees appart with each hand. Her legs now formed a triangle with her ankles tied at the top and her knees wide apart. Connor lifted her hips slightly and sat down so he could pull her up and push himself in under her so her bottom was over his knee. Then he pulled the crotch of her panty to the side and let her slowly sink down on top of him. Straight down towards his well-sized cock. One of the most important criteria for him being there. In addition to a slightly more attractive appearance than average and a young age. Her eyes widened looking straight at her husband. He looked back at her just as wide-eyed. Mike began to fill her, slowly letting his entire cock enter.
Whoah. She moaned out loud.
He filled her completely, all the way in.
Oh my God! She exclaimed
He started moving in and out.
Aaahh - it was more than she dared to hope for. The waves pulsed through her with each in and out movement.
Oh, oh, oh while she couldn't think of anything but the feel of his cock, she managed to remember she was to tell her husband how she felt.
It…it…it's big….aaow, oh oh oh. It fills, ohh ohh ,me, aaaoo, oh oh oh.
She saw how her husband looked spellbound and how he was throbbing hard at the sight of his mature curvy wife being taken by this young man.
Mike increased his pace spurred on by Mias great pleasure. Ah, ah, oh, oh it..oh oh..is…oh oh so oh oh good. Ahh, ahh I’m gonna come...ah ah nooow ah ah aww...right now...Mike continued at the faster pace. Ooh, ahh, aww, ahh, ahh.
Her body tensed and Mikes face showed that he himself was getting closer. He slowed his pace a little to save himself. She gasped, recovering slightly from her orgasm.
Mike picked up the pace again. She moaned.
Oh my god! Ah, ah, ooh,
He felt her immediately begin to tense up again
Ahh, I’m ahh comming ..ahh agaiiiin. She looked straight at her husband who looked like he was going to crack as the orgasm washed over her for a long moment.
Aaaaa-Ahhh.
When it stoppet she buried her face in the mattress.
Mike stopped, now very close to coming himself. It was a sight. She was extremely arousing - her round bottom in his lap.
Again! Said Robert.
She looked up at her husband, panting. And then moaned loudly as Mike did as Robert wished and began to fuck her again.
For the third time she was approaching orgasm quickly and with loud moans she began to tense up again and then became completely tense and silent for a long moment before she relaxed and let out an aaaaahhhhwww whereupon she buried her face in the mattress again.
Mike was at breaking point himself now. He wanted to eat her. At least taste her.
Closest at hand….He grabbed the heels of her shoes with 8 written under the soles of each and with a smooth movement he removed them, exposing the soles of her feet tied together at the ankles against his chest right below his face. Mia kept her face in the mattress with a sense of vulnerability building as she felt Mike's breath against the soles of her feet. She had put a 5 on -foot worship. Robert a 10. Her 5 because she absolute loved being worshiped but couldn't really relax and enjoy herself. She was ticklish.
Mike grabbed her ankles, bent his head down and began to nibble, lick and bite beneath her smooth well-pedicured toes and smooth soles from constant lubrication. She lifted her face from the mattress and looked wide-eyed for the second time at her husband sitting in the chair in front while she bit her lip and shook her head in a no-gesture. This time though, it wasn't the feel of his big cock inside her that was causing the wide eyes and Robert was well aware of that, but the feel of Mike's tongue, lips and teeth under her feet. Her worries had quickly proved to be justified. Her feet where ticklish , but right now….She was mega ticklish!
Robert gaped wide.
She snapped her toes and buried her face in the mattress again. Maybe she could hold out. He would stop soon.
But the face in the mattress did not relieve the feeling and the laughter began to bubble up inside her with full force.
It didn't work, not at all. She absolutely couldn't hold out. She had to make him stop.
Not on my feet! , She said between tightly clenched teeth to keep from laughing. And turned her face down into the mattress again.
But he continued…
She fought all she could but her body failed her and she began to involuntarily twist and try to hide one sole of her foot behind the other.
Mike stopped licking in surprise.
Oh, does someone have ticklish feet? he said amused.
Is it so? Mike repeated.
Mia didn't answer. All too well aware that she was not in an advantageous position.
Is it so? Robert? Mike asked the question to Robert instead, who nodded, affirmatively.
A devilish grin spread across Mike's face and without Mia being able to see Mike's face, she could see in her husbands how Mike obviously thought he had struck gold.
No, no, no, she said instinctively when it was obvious where this was going.
Oh yes, yes, yes - or what do you think Robert - shall I tickle her for a while?
The half second of hope that Mia felt was immediately crushed when she saw Robert nod.
She, however, didn’t get to curse her husband because Mike started right away.
What sexy, soft soles and toes- let’s see just how ticklish they are - let me taste again.
Mike bent his head down and licked and sucked on her toes while running his fingers under the soles of her feet along with a teasing kitchy kitchy koo.
Nooo!
Mia immediately started laughing deeply from her belly. She couldn't resist now that he knew and went in to tickle her while she couldn't do anything to stop him.
She tried to relieve her pain by rocking her upper body from side to side.
Stop it! Hahahah fuck…ha ha me instead hahahahaaaaa
Mikes face glowed of amusement.
Wow, someone has very very ticklish feet he said without hardly holding up one bit on them.
Mia buried her head in the mattress and the bursts of laughter were muffled by the voluntary gag.
Oh no, let's hear it!
Mike, in a frenzy of power, grabbed Mia's hair with one hand and pulled her head so she was forced to look at Robert while he continued his exploration of her feet with the other hand and his mouth.
The room was again filled with Mia's laughter.
Nooooo, ha ha haaaa. ! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Mia had stopped rolling from side to side and was now lying still apart from her body that was jumping with laughter.
I can't stand it! Haaaaaa, hohoho.
She had to get away, just had to, but she didn't. It just kept going and she was going crazy. He was merciless.
Desperately between bursts of laughter she tried.
Pee! Hahahaaa I have to..hiiihahahhaaa pee!
Robert looked straight into his wife's desperate eyes that were slightly teary with laughter. The humiliation was total. His wife forced to plead for mercy to this young man right in front of her husband who could not help her whether he wanted to or not. Robert continued to watch the whole thing without blinking. Mike still inside Mia with voracious appetite not leaving an inch of his wife's feet untouched. The whole thing had taken an unexpected turn and if Robert was ready to come before, he was sure he would now come if someone blew on his erection. This was ultimate. This young man had his wife in his power and she had no chance, he did as he pleased and unlike himself he felt no sympathy for her. He pushed her to breaking point - something Robert couldn't do himself.
Oh no, no breaks for for you Mike replied and kept it up.
Ohh, ohh, aoooo! Ha ha ha ha ha
She pulled against the bonds only to find it doing her no good.
Mia didn't know where to go - she just couldn't get away while she just had to.
Mia sounded almost hoarse now. Anything! Haaahahaha haaaa…anything! Hahaha
Mike triumphed.
Say you are my slave!
Mia didn't hesitate for a second. She could have said and done just about anything as long as his tongue and fingers stopped touching her toes and feet.
Hahaha, I'm your slaaave hahaha.
Mike abruptly stopped tickling Mia.
Because to both Mike's and Mia's surprise Robert had sputtered just as Mia, between bursts of laughter, said she was Mike's slave.
So you liked that did you? Said Mia out of breath and betrayed by her husband.
10 at Tickling if you remember answered Robert, if you remember. She remembered. She herself had put 3 for obvious reasons.
Mike still in position and still in mood:
Are you ticklish anywhere else?
Mia's eyes widened again. She was ticklish about everywhere. She got out as clear a NO as she could at the same time as the powerlessness and vulnerability took hold again when she felt Mike's hands sliding over her hips up to her waist about to have her cackling like a mad woman again. This just didn't work anymore. She would be even more humiliated and frankly really couldn’t take it any more.
Hello! Mia! Robert! A knock on the door made them all stop.
I heard noises, are you ok?
Never had she been so relieved that Lise came and disturbed.
Oops, she said with mock surprise and saw how he blushed in embarrassment.
Sorry, he said awkwardly.
Oh, it doesn't matter. It's something that happens from time to time - and you have nothing to be ashamed of, she said with a slightly flirtatious wink. Then she left the room.
Her desires were now fully aroused. Since she now had the time, she let her hand slide over one nipple that was stiffening and down over her soft stomach down between her legs. With a deep sigh, she slowly began to move her fingers and fantasize about what would happen if this young man with his asset was in her bedroom now…..
Mia! Hello!
She was interrupted by a knock on the door and the now familiar voice of her husband's choice of the Scandinavian aupair, now a days the housekeeper. She couldn't deny that it was nice to be rid of daily household chores, and so had generally appreciated the idea of keeping her long after they needed even now after their daughter had headed off to college after the summer. They could also afford it because Robert, who was 10 years older than her, had climbed the career ladder and was well paid in the office. But it bothered her that she was flirting with her husband and that she had absolutely no sense of when to tactfully stay away, like now.
Yes, Lise, what's so important that you have to wake me up, she answered back through the door, while frustrated and unsatisfied she pulled the blanket over herself as a cover in case Lise got the nerve to just step inside. It had happened before.
We're out of eggs. I can go shopping.
Mia sighed,
yes, you do so.
She stepped out of bed and pulled on her Japanese thin dressing gown, mirroring herself and looking at her hips, thighs, butt, stomach and breasts that were rounded by the fabric. She was, on the whole, at ease and satisfied with her body, which now had fuller female pleasures, more so than 20 years a go. She wanted to be a bit taller, like Lise, who was slightly taller han average height. But somewhere just below average height was what she simply had to settle for. However, her dark brown hair was full and rich, her hair kept its shape.
Although abruptly interrupted, she was ready for the day. Since she and Robert went to the couples psychologist, their relationship and sex life had taken a powerful turn upwards. Above all, their communication about the whole thing had improved considerably. Much thanks to the list the psychologist suggested and which they now kept. The psychologist had tasked them with making a list to break the dried-up intimacy. She, Janine, a middle-aged petite woman with sharp features, had written down various positions, desires and anything else that could be imagined which they then got one ex each of. The list contained things she hadn't heard of before. The task was to fill in 1 to 10, where 10 was very desirable and 1 the opposite, and then compare these with each other. Luckily, and perhaps not so strange since they actually met, married and had a child for a reason, their answers matched relatively well. They had lived out some fantasies and tried different positions with and without bondage. Above all, she had thoroughly enjoyed egging and teasing him, both in the bedroom and in public. She had put a 10 there. He had subsequently, as it happened, changed his answer from 7 to 10 to the same question. She walked over to the bedside table and pulled out the top drawer. Picked up Roberts list that was kept there together with hers and stopped at - one more person in the bedroom. Robert had put a 7 there. She herself a 3. Now she had changed her mind.
There was nothing wrong with Robert but she couldn't let the thought of the young man and his impressive manhood go. She wanted it. What would Robert think? She decided to find out. What was it the psychologist Janinie had said, openness and honesty!
How do you want it? I’ll adapt, Mike had said obligingly with a wide smile. Like any young man full of sex drive, she thought.
Now she lay there;
She gasped, ohh, breathing heavy, lying in the couple's dimmed bedroom on her stomach in the couple's bed, hogtied in bra, panties and high heels, ankles and wrists tied behind her back, face to the bottom of the bed looking straight at her husband sitting naked on an office chair tied by his hands and feet, his excitement evident. It was Robert who wanted it that way. The full tease and denial. She hadn't minded, content to be able to satisfy her imagination. She had tied him up herself and Mike had filmed with the mobile camera while she did it. For them to replay and relive. Wife rendering husband harmless.
Mike had then continued the work of getting her into the helpless position she now found herself in. While the desire was overwhelming, she felt a rush of excitement that she and Robert had given themselves to this young man. She knew what was coming next and was already wet from the thought and the situation. And her husband in front of her was breathing just as heavily and clearly showing the same anticipation as her which only reinforced her feeling even more.
Mike got up on his knees behind her on the bed. He parted her thighs by pushing her knees appart with each hand. Her legs now formed a triangle with her ankles tied at the top and her knees wide apart. Connor lifted her hips slightly and sat down so he could pull her up and push himself in under her so her bottom was over his knee. Then he pulled the crotch of her panty to the side and let her slowly sink down on top of him. Straight down towards his well-sized cock. One of the most important criteria for him being there. In addition to a slightly more attractive appearance than average and a young age. Her eyes widened looking straight at her husband. He looked back at her just as wide-eyed. Mike began to fill her, slowly letting his entire cock enter.
Whoah. She moaned out loud.
He filled her completely, all the way in.
Oh my God! She exclaimed
He started moving in and out.
Aaahh - it was more than she dared to hope for. The waves pulsed through her with each in and out movement.
Oh, oh, oh while she couldn't think of anything but the feel of his cock, she managed to remember she was to tell her husband how she felt.
It…it…it's big….aaow, oh oh oh. It fills, ohh ohh ,me, aaaoo, oh oh oh.
She saw how her husband looked spellbound and how he was throbbing hard at the sight of his mature curvy wife being taken by this young man.
Mike increased his pace spurred on by Mias great pleasure. Ah, ah, oh, oh it..oh oh..is…oh oh so oh oh good. Ahh, ahh I’m gonna come...ah ah nooow ah ah aww...right now...Mike continued at the faster pace. Ooh, ahh, aww, ahh, ahh.
Her body tensed and Mikes face showed that he himself was getting closer. He slowed his pace a little to save himself. She gasped, recovering slightly from her orgasm.
Mike picked up the pace again. She moaned.
Oh my god! Ah, ah, ooh,
He felt her immediately begin to tense up again
Ahh, I’m ahh comming ..ahh agaiiiin. She looked straight at her husband who looked like he was going to crack as the orgasm washed over her for a long moment.
Aaaaa-Ahhh.
When it stoppet she buried her face in the mattress.
Mike stopped, now very close to coming himself. It was a sight. She was extremely arousing - her round bottom in his lap.
Again! Said Robert.
She looked up at her husband, panting. And then moaned loudly as Mike did as Robert wished and began to fuck her again.
For the third time she was approaching orgasm quickly and with loud moans she began to tense up again and then became completely tense and silent for a long moment before she relaxed and let out an aaaaahhhhwww whereupon she buried her face in the mattress again.
Mike was at breaking point himself now. He wanted to eat her. At least taste her.
Closest at hand….He grabbed the heels of her shoes with 8 written under the soles of each and with a smooth movement he removed them, exposing the soles of her feet tied together at the ankles against his chest right below his face. Mia kept her face in the mattress with a sense of vulnerability building as she felt Mike's breath against the soles of her feet. She had put a 5 on -foot worship. Robert a 10. Her 5 because she absolute loved being worshiped but couldn't really relax and enjoy herself. She was ticklish.
Mike grabbed her ankles, bent his head down and began to nibble, lick and bite beneath her smooth well-pedicured toes and smooth soles from constant lubrication. She lifted her face from the mattress and looked wide-eyed for the second time at her husband sitting in the chair in front while she bit her lip and shook her head in a no-gesture. This time though, it wasn't the feel of his big cock inside her that was causing the wide eyes and Robert was well aware of that, but the feel of Mike's tongue, lips and teeth under her feet. Her worries had quickly proved to be justified. Her feet where ticklish , but right now….She was mega ticklish!
Robert gaped wide.
She snapped her toes and buried her face in the mattress again. Maybe she could hold out. He would stop soon.
But the face in the mattress did not relieve the feeling and the laughter began to bubble up inside her with full force.
It didn't work, not at all. She absolutely couldn't hold out. She had to make him stop.
Not on my feet! , She said between tightly clenched teeth to keep from laughing. And turned her face down into the mattress again.
But he continued…
She fought all she could but her body failed her and she began to involuntarily twist and try to hide one sole of her foot behind the other.
Mike stopped licking in surprise.
Oh, does someone have ticklish feet? he said amused.
Is it so? Mike repeated.
Mia didn't answer. All too well aware that she was not in an advantageous position.
Is it so? Robert? Mike asked the question to Robert instead, who nodded, affirmatively.
A devilish grin spread across Mike's face and without Mia being able to see Mike's face, she could see in her husbands how Mike obviously thought he had struck gold.
No, no, no, she said instinctively when it was obvious where this was going.
Oh yes, yes, yes - or what do you think Robert - shall I tickle her for a while?
The half second of hope that Mia felt was immediately crushed when she saw Robert nod.
She, however, didn’t get to curse her husband because Mike started right away.
What sexy, soft soles and toes- let’s see just how ticklish they are - let me taste again.
Mike bent his head down and licked and sucked on her toes while running his fingers under the soles of her feet along with a teasing kitchy kitchy koo.
Nooo!
Mia immediately started laughing deeply from her belly. She couldn't resist now that he knew and went in to tickle her while she couldn't do anything to stop him.
She tried to relieve her pain by rocking her upper body from side to side.
Stop it! Hahahah fuck…ha ha me instead hahahahaaaaa
Mikes face glowed of amusement.
Wow, someone has very very ticklish feet he said without hardly holding up one bit on them.
Mia buried her head in the mattress and the bursts of laughter were muffled by the voluntary gag.
Oh no, let's hear it!
Mike, in a frenzy of power, grabbed Mia's hair with one hand and pulled her head so she was forced to look at Robert while he continued his exploration of her feet with the other hand and his mouth.
The room was again filled with Mia's laughter.
Nooooo, ha ha haaaa. ! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Mia had stopped rolling from side to side and was now lying still apart from her body that was jumping with laughter.
I can't stand it! Haaaaaa, hohoho.
She had to get away, just had to, but she didn't. It just kept going and she was going crazy. He was merciless.
Desperately between bursts of laughter she tried.
Pee! Hahahaaa I have to..hiiihahahhaaa pee!
Robert looked straight into his wife's desperate eyes that were slightly teary with laughter. The humiliation was total. His wife forced to plead for mercy to this young man right in front of her husband who could not help her whether he wanted to or not. Robert continued to watch the whole thing without blinking. Mike still inside Mia with voracious appetite not leaving an inch of his wife's feet untouched. The whole thing had taken an unexpected turn and if Robert was ready to come before, he was sure he would now come if someone blew on his erection. This was ultimate. This young man had his wife in his power and she had no chance, he did as he pleased and unlike himself he felt no sympathy for her. He pushed her to breaking point - something Robert couldn't do himself.
Oh no, no breaks for for you Mike replied and kept it up.
Ohh, ohh, aoooo! Ha ha ha ha ha
She pulled against the bonds only to find it doing her no good.
Mia didn't know where to go - she just couldn't get away while she just had to.
Mia sounded almost hoarse now. Anything! Haaahahaha haaaa…anything! Hahaha
Mike triumphed.
Say you are my slave!
Mia didn't hesitate for a second. She could have said and done just about anything as long as his tongue and fingers stopped touching her toes and feet.
Hahaha, I'm your slaaave hahaha.
Mike abruptly stopped tickling Mia.
Because to both Mike's and Mia's surprise Robert had sputtered just as Mia, between bursts of laughter, said she was Mike's slave.
So you liked that did you? Said Mia out of breath and betrayed by her husband.
10 at Tickling if you remember answered Robert, if you remember. She remembered. She herself had put 3 for obvious reasons.
Mike still in position and still in mood:
Are you ticklish anywhere else?
Mia's eyes widened again. She was ticklish about everywhere. She got out as clear a NO as she could at the same time as the powerlessness and vulnerability took hold again when she felt Mike's hands sliding over her hips up to her waist about to have her cackling like a mad woman again. This just didn't work anymore. She would be even more humiliated and frankly really couldn’t take it any more.
Hello! Mia! Robert! A knock on the door made them all stop.
I heard noises, are you ok?
Never had she been so relieved that Lise came and disturbed.
