by Tony
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As I lay tied to the bed, I wondered if I’d bitten off more than I could chew?
I hardly knew this guy, but yet I trusted him. He seemed nice enough pleasant, talkative, considerate. When we met at the bar for our blind date – I was skeptical but went through with it anyway. He seemed almost too good to be true. He bought dinner. He drove. He insisted on doing everything. When we agreed to come back to my place - I was anxious to please him.
We agreed from the beginning that if things went sour or we simply weren’t interested in one another – we’d call it quits, no sex, thank you very much and we’d go our merry ways –separately. Well – we did appeal to one another as it turns out and we agreed consensually that sex was certainly on the agenda. When I asked what he enjoyed – he said he liked tickling guys. Well – I’ve never been tickled sexually and I thought it might be fun so I agreed to it. The next thing I know – here I am tied to a bed and blindfolded.
I suddenly feel a light brushing against the arch of my right foot. Faint, but there. I feel it again. More noticeable this time – but still just a whisper against my flesh.
Suddenly, my big toe is wet and warm and submerged in his mouth. I feel his tongue dance across the nail of my toe. He licks and sucks and it feels incredible. He begins to tickle my other foot with his fingers - gently ever so gently.
I squirm from his touch and feel myself losing control. He continues to suck on my toe and eventually gets two more toes firmly into his mouth. It feels wonderful and strange all at the same time. I’m jerking and bucking to escape the tickling of my foot but I’m helpless before him. He releases my toes from the prison of his mouth and begins to suck and lick the sole of my foot. With his hand, he begins to use a feather or something just like it to tickle my other foot. I scream in agony/ecstasy and cannot control myself.
I’ve never felt this helpless and this sensual so simultaneously. The licking of my sole and the tickling of my other foot with the feather thingie is just too much. I squirm and writhe to get away and without mercy – he continues to push my threshold as far as it will go. Punishing me with violent tickles – then soft and sticky.
Alternating between rough and smooth, hard and soft. He switches from feathers to a brush or a comb, then to something like sandpaper all the while I’m losing my mind and I can’t help myself. He sees that I’m losing control and he begins to rub my rock hard cock through my underwear. My Hilfilger’s already had a wet spot and it was gradually getting bigger.
He licks my toes again, breathes softly against the wet flesh and then strokes me harder. I feel the orgasm build but I hold it as long as I can. I lose it completely as I scream out and shoot my load at the same time. I’ve never has such an orgasm. Ever. Oh my God, it was fantastic. Needless to say – we’re still a hot item and the tickle sessions are still going strong. I don’t know how much more my heart will allow.
But I’ll certainly keep you posted.
