First Time Fantasy
by JayA
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I can’t believe I am finally doing this.
I am driving to this person's, whom I’ve never met, house. So that this man can tie me up, probably naked, and tickle me. Full fear is going through my head. Will I be safe? Assuming I am, I am very excited to get my revenge on him! We have been chatting for weeks. Telling each other our inner most tickle desires. Him telling me of his HOT past experiences with tickling. This is my first one. Despite my fear, I am hard as a rock. Ready, but at the same time not.
Holy Shit I can’t believe it! I have actually arrived to his house! I sit in the car for a few minutes. We agreed to meet at 6pm this evening and it’s 5:50. I will wait a few minutes. Well okay only one minute. I’m so nervous I can’t just sit there anymore. I adjust my rock hard member, so it won’t be noticed when the door opens. I walk to the door. Take a deep breath that doesn’t calm my nerves, and knock.
A few second pass. I hear an voice gentle, enthusiastic, “Coming!” The door opens. “Car Jacker!” he says. I respond with “Salty Car.” That was the password we came up with to make sure we were meeting the correct person. “You must be Jay.” (For the sole purpose of randomization, I will call this guy Jo, who is 30 years old). I respond, “and you’re Jo?” He says yes and invites me in. Jo is about 6ft. Much taller than my 5’5. He has dark hair looks fairly smoother hair wise and average weight. (I have dark hair and I’m just a little more than average weight, which I am working to lose. I am 21 years old). He is wearing a pair of jeans, white socks, and a blue long sleeve shirt with a white T-Shirt under. I am wearing jeans, brown dress socks (I took of my shoes when I came in the door), and a brown long sleeve shirt.
He shows me to the living room. He sits in a chair adjacent to the couch, where I sit. He gives me a bottle of water and we begin to talk.
“So you nervous, Jay?”
“Yes! Very! I’ll assume that you’re not?”
“I always get a little nervous, especially when me being tickled is on the menu,” he says with a small chuckle and then says, “no need to be too nervous though. You are going to have a great time.”
“I know,” I respond.
He then says, “how about we break the ice like this. Just hand me your foot”
I smile and lift my right foot and place it in his lap.
“Nice sock! Are you ticklish through it?” He says as he slowly moves three wiggly fingers toward it. My response was only a smile because I knew how he wanted to find out. By my slight tense up and eventual pull to get my foot away. It was light enough through the sock that I could take it and not laugh. But damn it was sensitive!
“And what about without the sock? hmm?” he asks while pulling the sock off and begins running his fingers up and down my sole and in my toes. I was laughing and pulling a lot now. That really tickles!! He stops and says “has the ice broken?”
I am a little less nervous now, so respond with a “oh yes!” as I chuckle.
He then says, “Splendid! Follow me!” I know where we are going. I pick up my water bottle and follow him down a hall and he opens a door at the end, it’s his bedroom.
I walk in and it for the most part looks like a regular bedroom. A dresser, nightstand, closet, bathroom door, small desk, and a bed. But the bed has something on it. Looks like his restraints are already on the bed. They look pretty professional looking. I wonder if he takes them on and off for each session or leaves them on always. I set my water bottle and glasses on the nightstand. He reminds me that I am safe and tells me that our safe word will be “red.” He then says “so lets get to it and start dressing down.” I take off my shirt and my jeans but leave my boxer briefs on. I also leave my one sock on. My boner is pretty clear. I gently give it a rub because I am pretty sure that it isn’t going to get attention for a while. “All-righty lay on down!”
I lay on the bed face up. He puts my wrists in the restraints at the top corners and my ankles to the bottom corners. As he is putting them on he is whispering just enough for me to hear, “I am going to tickle you silly. Here, there, and everywhere.” and smiles at me. After he is done he says “okay everything looks in order..” I pull my bonds. The are very comfortable. but allow only a little wiggle room. I am here to stay.. he then says “except! there’s one thing I forgot!” He stands beside the bed and removes his shirts, socks, and jeans. He is wearing just as much as me other than the one sock I have on. He is very good looking. I am sure that he has noticed my boner.
At this point I am pretty horny. And nervous beyond belief in anticipation. “That’s better,” he says. He then asks, “are you ready?” I say “no” with a nervous chuckle. His response is “well you should get ready, because I am going to start tickling you...” he starts walking to the foot of the bed, tracing a finger on the sheets right next to me, “...in three, two, one.” With perfect timing he had made it to the foot of the bed and lifted his hands and began tickling not my feet but under my knees. Squeezing them! I begin laughing hard as hell. I was not expecting that at all! He tricked me! I am writhing pulling my legs with no luck. He climbs onto the foot of the bed and slowly moves his fingers up my thighs, over my boxers and to my waste line and just tickles there for a few seconds. That really tickles to. It’s all very erotic and torturous at the same time.
He then moves down back to my knees but just tickles under them. I am giggling and laughing and pulling this entire time. He moves down to my feet and slows down. He says “so I have tickled this foot with your sock and without it. Tell me, is this one more ticklish?” He tickles the bare foot and the socked foot at the same time. I am trying to pull my feet but still can’t thanks to those wonderful restraints. I for some reason answer his question with the truth. “The bare foot tickles more!” I get out through my giggles. “Please don’t tickle it please!!” He of course, doesn’t listen and takes my other sock off and tickles my feet bare. Under my toes on my left foot and all up and down the sole of my right foot go his wiggling fingers that get me giggling. I beg and beg and only get the response of “I said I was going to tickle you everywhere! Does it not tickle enough? How about this!” and he switches his technique to opposite foot.
After spending a little more time on my feet, he stops and sits on my knees, and begins to slowly spider walk his fingers up my sides and back down over and over, not going into my armpits, barely touching, and says over my giggling, “so let’s play a game. I am going to tickle you just like this. When you can not giggle for thirty seconds, I will go ahead and go up into your arm pits as well!” I say through my giggles, “thats not fair!! I can’t stop laughing, and my reward for stopping is extra tickling!” He responds, tickling a little harder, “That’s the game” and sticks his tongue out at me.
I try with all my might to hold my laughter, but it tickles too much! “well, since you have been such a good sport, I’ll give you an A for effort and go for those armpits” and with that, he does just that. He places on hand right above my pit and the other hand on my hip, on the opposite side and spider tickles with those fingers from pit to hip to pit to hip. over and over. Then he begins moving off that trail to my belly and chest and sucks on my nipples some too. He is driving me insane, the nipple sucking with the tickling has me moaning as I laugh too. I’m in agony and ecstasy all at once, and he knows it. All the while I’m trying to beg through my laughter. He is also being very verbal though out this session. He stops sucking on my nipples but keeps tickling, saying, “what’s the matter? are you ticklish?”
At one point he even says during all of this, “You are SO lucky that you aren’t ticklish! Because if you were you would be going crazy! Oh wait you are!” The other line was, “I think this is making you horny! Does ticking make you horny? It makes me horny! I will keep tickling you and see how much more we can get those juices flowing!” He’s let’s one hand graze my cock on the outside of the boxers, which are about to pop off. That graze felt amazing. He was right I am VERY horny from this. But it’s torture too. I hate this, but I love hating it! It makes no sense! He slows down his tickles. He pulls my boxers down just a bit to expose my hip and waist line.
He slowly and slightly tickles just there for a few moments. He knows from our chats that this is a good erogenous zone for me. I am giggling and moaning. He tickles back up my sides, into my pits and back down, moves my boxers down an inch and repeats those steps at different speeds. Until he finally has me completely exposed. He gets up and unties my feet to get my boxers off and ties them back. He then slips off his boxers, giving himself a light stroke, he is clearly horny too. He climbs back on the bed and says, “ready for some real fun?”
I look at him and smile. I know I’m about to really get it now. We look into each other’s eyes and he smiles at me and begins to tickle my balls. That really tickles too! I try to pull away but I can’t move them far. He just keeps smiling at me as I laugh. He then changes his tickles to one finger stroking up the shaft, and uses his other hand to tickle my upper side, close to my nipple. “That is so evil!” I giggle out to him. His response, “no, this is evil.” he gets up and sits on my knees and starts really tickling my upper body with one hand and using his other to just rub his palm on the top side of my dick at the same time. He is torturing me with evil upper body tickling and only stimulating one side of my shaft. He continues playing with me in this way. Tickling me all over, edging me but not letting me cum. Verbally teasing me and tickling me as he edges me some more. Stroking himself with on hand while tickling me with the other. After a while he finally thinks I have had enough. He takes his time letting me out of my restraints. Tickling a spot that is near him as he releases each restraint.
We both take a short breather. A very short one. We are still very horny ticklish people. And I want my revenge. I ask him if he’s ready and he says yes. I tie him down, and I pull something out of the pocket of my jeans that are on the floor. A blind fold. He laughs out of disbelief but accepts his fate. I have my slow teasing tickle torturous edging revenge on him. It was very similar to the evils he put me through but equally as torturous to him.
After my revenge, I let one of his hands free. I let him jerk with that hand a little and tickle him as he does. Before he cums I let him out of the restraints completely and we have a mini tickle fight. I am still horny. I haven’t cum. We take turns jerking each other off (with some tickles in the mix of course) until we finally cum. We are both very satisfied, especially me. I finally did it.
I finally had my first real tickle session.
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