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Wife Tickled By Best Friend on Video Chat While Husband Watches M/f

Ticklemang

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As a business executive, I occasionally had to leave town to visit various branches of my company, making sure they are following protocol, fixing issues, and evaluating performance. This time, I was scheduled to fly across the country and stay for a month. When I told my wife, Anna, this, she seemed upset, telling me that she would be lonely while I was gone and asking what she was supposed to do. To help her feel better, I spoke with my best friend Matt, and asked him to come visit my place every once in a while to keep Anna company, which he enthusiastically agreed to.
Almost every night, Anna and I would video chat, me from the hotel room, and her from the computer in our bedroom, just to talk to each other about our days and how we were feeling. I asked if Matt was keeping her good company, and she told me she was so happy I asked him to come over, as it made her feel much less lonely. Slightly jealous, I asked if she preferred his company to mine, but she quickly replied, “Of course not, silly, but he does have me laughing a lot!”
After about a week of me being out of town, we were in the middle of a call and I heard the doorbell ring on Anna’s side. She told me, “Oh, honey, I have to go! Matt is here!” She then clicked a button and walked out of the bedroom, but she hadn’t ended the call. I thought she maybe minimized the screen instead of closing it, but she wasn’t here for me to tell her, and for some reason I decided not to end it on my side. I see Anna come back into the room wearing only a bra and panties, and I’m about to call out to her until I realize that Matt follows her into the room, carrying a big duffel bag.
At this point, I’m certainly not about to end the call, as I need to see what they’re planning on doing in our bedroom, when Matt playfully pushes Anna onto the bed and unzips the duffel bag. He pulls out some restraints, which he uses to tie her spread eagle onto the bed. I can see Anna pulling at her bonds to test her movement, and she can barely wiggle her limbs at all.
“Matt, I can’t even move!” she calls out, with an eager grin on her face.
“Well, I guess that means you won’t be able to stop me from doing whatever I want to you then,” he replies before climbing on top of her.
“What are you doing?” Anna asks, while Matt holds his hands up like claws. “Oh god not tickling! I’m so helpless!” Despite her words, her tone and facial expression made it clear that she was not scared in the slightest, and instead was looking forward to whatever Matt was about to do. He gently placed his hands in her armpits, causing her to whimper and wiggle, and began teasingly dragging a finger or two inside them. Anna tried to pull her arms down to defend herself, but was unable to; her armpits were completely vulnerable to Matt’s hands.
“Oh my god, I don’t know if I can take this, Matt,” she cried out, as he added more wiggling fingers to her armpits.
“You don’t have a choice, Sweetie,” Matt said as he started digging his hands into her pits, forcing her to laugh. He clawed and pinched her sensitive skin, eliciting screams, laughs, and occasional moans as she thrashed around on the bed, shaking her head from side to side. Every once in a while, he would use both hands in a single armpit, and the concentration of the tickles there made Anna go crazy, even trying to buck him off of her. For several minutes, he tickled her armpits without giving her a break, sometimes lowering his mouth to her neck and kissing it, before moving his lips to her armpit and kissing and licking all over it, causing her cries to be even louder.
Eventually, he transitioned down to her stomach, warming it up with his mouth as he blew raspberries all over her tummy, resulting in Anna screaming and thrashing on the bed. Unfortunately for her, this was quickly followed up by his hands grabbing and pinching all over her torso. He would dig into her ribs before quickly dipping a finger into her belly button and wiggling it, and then reaching down to her hips and pushing his thumbs in the dips above her crotch. All of this was driving Anna crazy as she laughed and begged for him to stop tickling her, but her pleas fell on deaf ears; Matt kept going no matter how much she begged him. When he had thoroughly tickled every inch of her torso, Matt reached behind Anna and unclasped her bra, pulling it off and exposing her sizable breasts.

Anna got a slight respite as her boobs were freed, and once she had somewhat caught her breath, she cried out, “Matt, go easy on my boobs! They’re so sensitive, and you know how much they turn me on! I don’t know if I can take it!” Ignoring her, Matt reached into the duffel bag and grabbed out an electric toothbrush and some oil, as well as more rope. After covering her breasts and upper body in oil, he bound rope around the bases of Anna’s boobs so that they couldn’t move around, and were perfectly presented for whatever he wanted to do to them. Once he finished, he clicked on the toothbrush.

As soon as she heard the noise of the brush, Anna’s eyes widened and she bucked in her bondage again, starting to protest. Whatever she was trying to say; however, was cut off immediately by the brush being applied to her armpit. Anna shrieked and thrashed, before dissolving into crazed laughter as Matt dragged the toothbrush around her exposed armpit, really exploring the sensitive, unprotected flesh. He drew little circles over and over in the middle of one armpit while spidering his fingers in the other, before switching the brush over to the other hand, repeating the process again.

“Come on, Anna, don’t you want to do this more often. Kyle works late all the time, and we could be having so much fun together,” he said, giving her a short break and insinuating that he wanted to regularly be tying up and tickling my wife.

Through strained breathing, Anna replied, “I don’t know Matt… It feels weird to be doing this… while Kyle is in town. What if he catches us? I don’t want to ruin *pant* my marriage.”
Matt took this in stride, simply reapplying the toothbrush to Anna’s armpits and forcing her into another fit of laughter.

Eventually, he moved the brush down from her armpits toward the edges of her boobs. While he moved the brush around the outside of her breasts, her laughter slowed down and became more intermixed with moans. Slowly but surely, he circled the brush inward, toward her nipples, but he took his time in doing so, ensuring every inch of sensitive skin got fair treatment. Finally, he made it to her nipple, and just pressed the vibrating brush head right into the center of them. Anna went ballistic, bucking and thrashing while laughing as if she were insane and gyrating her hips at the same time. After about a minute of nipple brushing, Matt turned on a second toothbrush and applied it to the other nipple. With two toothbrushes tickling her boobs, one on each nipple, Anna lost the ability to beg, and was now just laughing and moaning while thrusting into Matt. She was obviously very turned on, and didn’t want him to stop.

He drew tiny circles over her nipples with the brushes for at least 10 minutes, and when he finally clicked them off, Anna was a panting, grunting mess. Reaching down and feeling her panties, he told her, “Anna, these are soaking wet! You’re so naughty,” before untying her legs and pulling her panties down, retying her when he was finished.

True to his word, the panties were completely wet to the point where it looked like Anna might have wet herself, but her pussy was equally soaked and obviously wanted attention, which I didn’t think Matt would hesitate to give.

Again, he suggested, “We should totally do this more often. I don’t think it would be that risky if we knew Kyle was working late a certain night, and I could come over here and make you my tickle slut every week.”

Hearing this, Anna thrusted into the air, as if the idea turned her on, but she contrastingly replied, “Matt, it’s too risky, and I don’t want to feel bad when he comes home and I’m too exhausted to do anything with him!”

“Alright,” he replied, “it’s time for these perfect little feet to get some attention.”
Matt was right about Anna’s feet being gorgeous. They were pale, perfectly proportioned, and about a month or two ago, she had started getting regular pedicures, having them scrubbed to perfection and her toes were always painted a scarlet red, which I now assumed was Matt’s favorite.

Hearing this, Anna again began struggling and begging, “Oh God Matt! Give me a break! I can’t handle that right now! My feet are too sensitive, I just got a pedicure earlier today!”
“I can see that, these feet look so sexy and so ticklish.”

Matt reached into the bag and pulled out a bottle of lotion, which he began applying to her smooth soles and rubbing between her toes. Even this simple motion caused Anna to giggle, as her feet were extremely sensitive, more so than usual after her pedicure today.

“Straight to the lotion? You’re going to drive me insane Matt! My feet are so ticklish and I can’t even move! You don’t need to make it even worse!” Anna groaned, although she was obviously getting excited at the prospect of Matt having his way with her feet.

Once he had finished applying the lotion to her soles, Matt scratched a single finger up her arch, making Anna squeal.

Eyes bulging out of her face, Anna cried, “Matt! That’s horrible! Have mercy on my little feet, they’re my worst spot!”

Smiling at her outburst, Matt said, “Your glistening pussy says otherwise, Anna. However much you beg me to stop, I can tell that your feet getting tickled makes you hornier than ever. You’re my tickle slut and I’m just giving you what you want.”

He scratched another nail along her sole, earning another scream and more begging, which he ignored. Matt began scribbling a single nail on each of Anna’s heels, causing her to laugh louder than I’d ever heard. She bucked in her bondage, but her pussy was leaking more than ever as he continued dragging his nails. Adding more fingers, he continued the spidering on her heels as she clenched her toes and tried to escape the ties, unsuccessfully. As he moved his fingers onto her arches, Anna lost the ability to speak coherently, now just laughing as she thrusted upwards over and over. Matt drew various shapes on her perfect, pink arches while Anna squealed and thrashed. Whenever she tried clenching her soles, he would simply grab her big toes and pull them back, continuing to scrape over her soles, again and again.

It seemed that Anna was being tortured, but the wet spot beneath her pussy made it clear as day she was enjoying every second of it. All the while, Matt was scraping his nails all over her feet, and when he grew tired of her clenching her toes, he simply tied the big toes back to the ropes around her ankles, rendering both feet completely immobile. With his new free reign, Matt grabbed manual toothbrushes from the bag and began scrubbing Anna’s arches like there was no tomorrow. Her laughter took on a higher pitch as she tried to beg, but was unable to get out a single word. Over and over, the bristles scraped over her most sensitive spots, and Anna couldn’t even move her feet as they were tormented. Even her heels were exceedingly sensitive, and the brushes made her scream when Matt used them there, but so far, his favorite spot seemed to be the very center of her arches, which he focused on relentlessly.

By the time he stopped with the toothbrushes, Anna’s mascara had run all over her face, which was looking quite pink. Barely giving her time to catch her breath, he pulled out a metal claw, and immediately applied it to her soles, scratching all over her arches and heels, which had not lost a bit of sensitivity whatsoever. I could see her feet straining to clench, reflexively trying to provide her soles even a tiny bit of protection from the torment, but her scarlet toes were completely trapped, and remained twitching in their ties.

At this point, Anna’s pussy looked inflamed and needy, and had soaked the blanket underneath it. It was periodically twitching as she bucked into the air and thrusted her hips; she was clearly extremely horny. After using the claw on her soles for a few minutes, Matt found the toothbrushes he had used on Anna’s nipples, and turned them on, applying the bristles to her pink soles. He again started them on her heels, but using slow rotating motions, moved the brushes up her soles, across her arches, which he lovingly lingered on, and up toward her toes.

With machinelike precision, he pressed the brush into her big toe, and began moving it between her big toe and second toe. As soon as the bristles came into contact with the space between her toes, Anna let out a scream which lasted for 10 straight seconds. Unflinching, Matt continued to brush her toes, pulling them apart where needed. The lotion provided the necessary lubrication to maximize tickling sensations as the brush methodically traced its way through the toes on each foot. He made sure to leave no patch of skin untouched, stopping to linger on certain points which were especially ticklish, such as the base of each of Anna’s second toes. After he finished brushing the toes on each foot, Matt changed tactics, and used two toothbrushes on each foot, one in the toes and one in the arches. He methodically repeated the same brushing of her toes, while holding another brush in her arch, driving Anna absolutely insane.

While he was focusing on the second toe of her left foot, holding a brush in the arch, Anna cried out, squirting liquid out of her pussy all over the bed, and getting some onto Matt. Unfortunately for her, he just kept going using his brushes to systematically dismantle her sanity. After a few more minutes, Matt gives Anna a much needed break, allowing her to catch her breath and giving her some water to replenish what was lost.

Her voice barely a whisper, Anna begs, “fuck me,”

“What was that,” Matt teases back.

Louder this time, Anna says, “Fuck me Matt! Please! I want this to be our first time. I’m so fucking horny right now please just fuck my pussy until I’m screaming.”

Wasting no time after hearing this, Matt pulls his pants down to reveal his cock, which is huge and completely erect. He drags it around the outside of Anna’s pussy, trying to tease her, but she begins to giggle. Noticing this, Matt spiders his fingers over her pussy, forcing Anna to laugh out loud while trying to thrust into his hands. Anna’s eyes widen as she realizes not only that her pussy is extremely ticklish, but that Matt is planning on tickling her some more before fucking her.

Spidering his hands over her pussy, Matt makes Anna squeal as her crotch is subjected to more tickling, before he has an idea. Grabbing the two toothbrushes, he clicks them on, holding them up for Anna to see.

“NO! Not my pussy! Don’t tickle me there Matt! It’s so sensitive since I’m so horny! Don’t you want to fuck me instead! You’re always trying to convince me to have sex with you after a tickle session and here’s your chance! Just don’t use those brushes on my pussy PLEASE!”

Ignoring her begging yet again, Matt slowly lowers the brushes to Anna’s vagina, teasingly touching them to her and taking them off after she thrashes each time. Finally, he stops messing around and applies both toothbrushes to her pussy lips at the same time. Once more, Anna breaks down into a fit of laughter and screams as she thrashes in the bondage. Neither one had realized how ticklish Anna’s pussy was before, and the new sensations were clearly driving her crazy. He circled the brushes around her labia several times before sticking one inside her and moving the other one down to her taint. The combination of these actions drove Anna to another level, as she moaned loudly amid her shrieks and gyrated her pussy into the brushes which were tormenting her. Over and over, Matt circled the brushes inside her pussy and around her taint and asshole, until Anna was a blabbering mess, twitching and incoherent. All the while, her pussy was leaking like a sieve; she was more turned on than I had ever seen her before, and it showed.

Finally, Matt turned the brushes off, and after giving her hips a little goosing, untied her legs from the bottom of the bed, pulling out a spreader bar to secure them in. He raised her legs up in the air, and pushed his enormous dick inside of Anna, earning a needy moan from her. He needed no lubrication as he pulled it out and thrusted back into her, and Anna gladly received his cock into herself, pushing against him as he stretched out her insides. Matt began thrusting faster and faster into Anna, and her moans became more frantic as she received the fucking of a lifetime.

“Oh my God FUCK ME MATT! YOUR COCK FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD! Unhhh HARDER!” Anna cried out, lost in the sea of pleasure she was experiencing.

He continued fucking her, periodically bending down to kiss her neck or suck on her nipples, each of which was reqarded with moans and expressions of lust. I had never seen Anna this enthusiastic during sex, as she begged for Matt’s cock and cried out in ecstasy.

“Oh FUCK, OH MATT!” Anna shouted, “Come over anytime Kyle is working! This feels so fucking good! UHHHHNGGGG come over EVERY FUCKING WEEK PLEASE! FUCK MEE!”

Reaching a hand down, Matt began tickling her stomach, which she was powerless to stop. Now, her laughs were secondary to her moans as he firmly but gently tickled her, fucking her at the same time. Moving from her tummy to her armpits, her laughter grew more frantic and her thrusts into him became more erratic.

Feeling a flash of inspiration, Matt grabbed the toothbrushes that had been used to torment Anna so thoroughly, and turned them on. He continued fucked my tied up wife as he applied the brushes to her nipples, earning lusty moans from Anna as she giggled and gasped, pussy clenching tightly around Matt’s cock. He moved the brushes up to her feet, which were separated by the spreader bar, and pressed them into her arches while he pounded her pussy. Her soles clenched as the bristles explored them, and the lotion allowed the brushes to slip between her toes, even as she tried to keep them shut. Again, he used the toothbrushes to explore her soles, this time while he was thrusting into her, forcing her to cry out in pleasure as her needy pussy was ravaged and her soles were scrubbed. Finally, he moved the toothbrushes down to her dripping wet sex, and moved them around her opening while he continued to fuck her. She was still laughing, but was now bucking like a wild animal as the brushes tickled her sensitive ****. Matt moved one toothbrush onto her asshole and one onto her clit, and Anna squealed and thrashed like a pornstar. A few seconds later, she started spazzing out and her eyes rolled back into her head as she came all over Matt’s cock. Feeling her tight pussy quivering over his dick, Matt reached orgasm and pulled out of Anna, spraying his cum all over her tits and face. He continued brushing her clit until she had calmed down, and then turned the brushes off as Anna twitched in her bondage, evidently having just experienced the best orgasm of her life.

While she lay there, semiconscious, Matt began removing the bondage gear from my wife and putting everything back into his duffel bag. When she finally came to, Anna looked at Matt and whispered, “Thank you…” before laying back and closing her eyes.

I decided to close end the video chat there, painfully aware of my own erection. I should have been furious at what I saw, but I wasn’t going to say anything to Anna or Matt, because I had never been so turned on in my life. As soon as this trip was over, I was going to install secret cameras all over my house. Just the thought of what I would get on video had me instantly pulling my cock out and starting to stroke it. It was going to be an interesting few months.
 
Very good story :) Merciless, exciting, with some mind control, pretty ticklish feet, I love everything :)

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