100 to 1 part 2

In my last post, I said that Scott had a change in the 100 to 1 challenge planned for Saturday. Oh My God, did he ever. Lol We had a great day together on Saturday. We went to the mall (my 2nd favorite activity), and then went to a really pretty seafood restaurant on the gulf for dinner. Then we went out to the dock and just watched the sunset and kissed and held each other. When we got home, Scott practically dragged me to the bedroom. He pushed me onto the bed and kissed me passionately. The he removed my dress, leaving me just in my bra and panties. He then took out a bottle of white wine and we each had a glass. He asked if I was ready for what he was planning and a breathlessly said "Yes". Then he removed my bra and thong and left me naked and panting in anticipation. I watched him reach into the nightstand and pull out our fur-lined handcuffs. He secured my hands over my head and undressed down to his dark blue boxer briefs. Finally, he did something I did not expect; he pulled my magic want out of the night stand and plugged it in. My eyes widened in horror. With his fingers I could not last; it would be impossible now. Then he told me his plan. "Baby, here are the rules for today. I will count down for you from 100. Instead of delaying the inevitable, you can orgasm as many times as you need to. But each time you do, I add 25 seconds onto the count down." By now, just his words had me squirming on the bed. Then he gave me a deliciously evil smile, and turned the vibrator on. He held it just above my pussy, not touching my skin, but making me anticipate what was to cum. My juices were already flowing down my legs and onto the mattress sheet. I could see the outline of Scott's erection and a precum stain starting to form on his underwear. I was getting more excited by the second when Scott let the vibrator hit my clit. I literally jumped and gasped, held down by the handcuffs. He started to count and I knew that it would be impossible to last long. By the time he got to 90 I was moaning and panting and trying to think of anything but the buzzing that was happening to my clit. He could tell that I was fighting it so he removed the vibrator for 2 seconds, and then put it back on my clit. I flipped when it touched me again and immediately climaxed hard. But he did let up at that point; he kept the vibrator on my hypersensitive clit and added on 25 seconds. Then I climaxed again, harder than the first time. But still he held it, not letting me calm down. My orgasm never let up. It would build, crescendo, and build again. Never stopping, never fully ending. I was screaming and my hips were flying off the bed. My nipples were harder than I ever remember. My entire body begging for rest but none coming till I could not take it anymore. After a final super intense climax, I did something that I had never done in my 8 years with Scott. I used our safe word. Scott immediately stopped and uncuffed me, worried that he went too far. The look on his face was one of concern as he took me and held me in his arm. I was as drenched in sweat as the mattress was with my juices. He held me tight as smaller but still incredible orgasms exploded in my over stimulated body. When I finally calmed down enough, I noticed that the front of his underwear was stained with his precum. "Are you okay, baby?" he asked with a worried look on his face. I just smiled wickedly and said, "I'm fine. Now we need to get that stained underwear off of you." To be continued.