Getting Tied up Can Be Fun

I Have been in an open marriage for the past ten years or so, both my husband and I enjoying the lifestyle, including swapping, swinging, and having friends with benefits.

My husbands best friend Bill is our next door neighbor. After years of flirting, teasing, we had finally given into our mutual desire for one another and started having sex whenever we had the chance.

During this time Bill and his wife Donna separated and divorced, and the frequency of our encounters increased a great deal.

My husband knew every time we met, what took place, and where we were at.

Bill did his best to ignore the other women who showed up at the house when I was working and the frequent suggestive comments from my husband when the three of us were spending time together.

One evening when I got home from work my husband was grilling steaks on the deck with the stereo blaring our favorite Journey album, a crown and coke in his hand which allowed me to sneak up on him and wrap my arms around his waist, hugging his muscular body tightly against mine.

He welcomed me home with a warm passionate kiss, hug, and told me he'd missed me badly, then advised me there was a big pitcher of daiquiris in the fridge,

and I had time for a relaxing bath before supper would be done, also that Bill would be joining us for supper.

When I got inside, the first thing I did was to turn down the music, then after fixing my drink, I stripped in the laundry room, slipped into my robe, heading through our bedroom into the master bath where my dear husband had candles lit around my garden tub, a towel, and my clothes folded neatly on my vanity.

The hot bath, icy daiquiri and music were just what I needed to relax after my day at work, and the next album that came on was a mix of Marvin Gaye, and Percy Sledge giving me a good idea what my husband was planning on after Bill went home.

While I washed, soaked and relaxed my husband refreshed my drink a few times and through the closed door of the bathroom I could see him walking around the bedroom, assuming he was changing the linens on our bed, getting ready for a long night of fun and frolicking. So I rinsed off, blew out the candles, and stepped out of the tub to get dressed, pulled my hair back in a ponytail, surprised at the clothes my husband had chosen for me to wear.

Short tight cutoff blue jeans, a tight red crop top that matched the red front hook push up bra, and red thong. Leather sandles completed my outfit. The tight clothing and sexy undergarments highlighted my 36D-26-38 figure very well, and I wanted to look sexy for my husband.

When I walked in the bedroom I was a little surprised to find our bed stripped to a bare sheet, with leather cuffs on each corner, attached to straps which ran under the bed, a leather mask, small soft cloth whip, and a a few of my vibrators near unlit candles on each bedside table.

The lights were on, so I knew very well what my husbands plans for the night held in store. I closed the door behind me, fixed the last daiquiri from the pitcher, and found my husband and Bill standing outside on the deck talking, there conversation ending quickly as I stepped outside, giving Bill a quick hug, before being swept up for another big hug and deep lingering kiss from my husband, after which he spun me completely around asking Bill if he thought I looked sexy this evening, which answered most definitely without any hesitation at all.

We went inside eating our supper, laughing and enjoying ourselves.

When we finished eating, my husband gathered the dishes, loaded the dishwasher, while Bill and I talked about

our yards and the weather. Bill mentioned that I looked really hot tonight as my husband started the dishwasher, and got up to fix another drink. My husband stood behind me massaging my neck and shoulders and whispered in my ear, asking if I liked what I found in our bedroom. I kissed his cheek telling him I did, and I was very surprised when I saw it.

He was still rubbing my shoulders when Bill sat back down, sipping his drink grinning at me when my husband told me

they'd had a long talk with each other earlier today, and I was the main topic of their conversation.

Bill's face turned a little red, and he finished his drink in a few quick gulps, as I looked from him to my husband asking what they talked about.

My husband explained they discussed open marriage, and the current situation the three of us were involved in, as I slid my chair around so I could see them both.

I didn't know whether to be upset, mad, or relieved that they'd talked, evidently very honestly about Bill and I having sex.

Bill finally said he was relieved knowing he didn't have to feel guilty about betraying his best friend, and told me he would leave right then if I wanted him to.

I thought for a moment, before telling him

I didn't want him to leave, and looked at my husband, telling him I loved him so much, but Bill and I were going to continue having sex as much as we had been.

My husband smiled saying he was fine with that, and he was wondering if I would like to continue our conversation in the bedroom.

Taking my hand and telling Bill to come along as he was leading me to the end of the bed asking Bill to light the candles and give him a hand removing my clothes.

Between the music, hot bath, daiquiris, the restraints, toys and the thoughts of being fucked by the love of my life and my favorite friend I had no thoughts of resisting them, as they pulled off my top, I cutoffs, their hands caressing my body as they removed my bra and thong, leaving me totally naked as they laid me gently on the bed and strapped my wrists and ankles. My husband told me that they would stop at any point if I asked as he pulled the leather mask over my eyes, completely at the mercy of the two men on either side of the bed hearing them talk as they got undressed, feeling their hands and hot breath on my skin was sensual, erotic, and extremely exciting.

Being kissed by each of them as their fingers teased my nipples, moving down my body to my legs, gliding back up slowly, barley touching the lips of my pussy and sensitive clit. Bill put an ice cube to my lips telling me to taste it as my husband sucked one of my erect nipples into his mouth teasing it with tip of his tongue. Bill took the ice cube rubbing it across my other swollen erect nipple, moving it across my abdomen to my clit, which brought me ever closer to orgasm when I felt hot candle wax dripping onto my breast, causing me to moan and pull against the restraints as I reached the first orgasm of the night. My husband asked if I was okay, and I told him yes, but asked him to take off the mask covering my eyes.

As he removed it and gave me a long slow french kiss I felt his long thick erection pressing against my side, once again straining against the bonds on my wrist to touch him. When he noticed he knelt beside me on the bed telling me to suck pushing his shaft between my parted lips thrusting slowly while he started teasing my breasts and nipples with the stranded cloth whip from the bed. I wanted more and told him harder before taking his hard shaft as deeply as I could gagging as the soft skin of the engorged head touched the back of my throat, but continued letting him fuck my mouth as the whip stung my nipples and breasts making them tingle with pleasure.

As this was going on Bill's ice cube had melted only to be replaced by one of my vibrators, as he worked my clit over with his tongue and fingers bringing me to several intense orgasms, until Bill was fingering and tongue fucking me swallowing as much of my juices as he could. When his fingers touched my g-spot I started squirting, telling him to fuck me. When he slipped a pillow under me I was ready to be fucked, but Bill had other ideas, and after using some of my lube he placed the end of the vibrator against my anus pushing it slowly inside me and turning it up as he fucked my ass with it,

When he released the bonds around my ankles he knelt between my thighs thrusting his long hard shaft inside my wet, quivering, pussy with one hard deep stroke and held it there feeling the vibration from the toy in my rectum. A few minutes later he was almost growling as he filled my pussy with his hot, thick semen. As he finished, he turned the vibrator off, removed it dropped it on the floor and went back down on me licking and sucking me clean before he laid his head on my thigh and smiled up at me.

My husband released the bonds on my wrists and pulled me up on his lap, facing Bill, and I impaled myself on his long thick shaft as he pulling and pinching my nipples making me have another beautiful orgasm while I bounced on his throbbing cock. Bill stood on the bed, stroking his semi-erect shaft in front of me so I gave him a little help stroking and sucking him until he was fully erect and tasting our combined juices in the process. Shortly after which my husband released a massive amount of hot thick semen in several powerful jets filling me for the second time oof the night.

Our night was far from over, and between the two men I woke up the next morning, satisfied, happy, and a bit sore so I took the day off and relaxed on the couch watching TV and talking about the previous night with my husband.

I wonder if he would have fun if he was strapped down and Had two women in his bed. Only time will tell.