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Eclipse Weekend Tickling (fm/multiple f; 30something vanilla first timers)
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Isabel’s personality got bigger every hour I knew her. She's a real handful, but also a super cool person. And she's hilarious. No one is bored around Isabel.
To your point, if someone were to become her "project," I wouldn't put anything past her.
To your point, if someone were to become her "project," I wouldn't put anything past her.
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Wait til Anna's turn. Spoiler alert,
the MPAA rating kicks up a little, thanks of course to Isabel.
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Khushi’s actual soles shot looks like those ticklish tootsies are hogtied and ready to be tickled silly! This is truly epic can’t wait for the Anna bit and the hogtied round. Tough to say who is my favorite they are all delightful in different ways.
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excellent stories! I enjoyed reading them! As usual, I am jealous of your experiences and your wife's willingness to partake! This sounds like a dream come true! What a wonderful and lucky life you have!
I evny you sir haha you have had some amazing experiences from what I have read. In the future if you get any more opportunities like this are you able to take actual foot pics for these stories? Soles and top toes pics? Khushi has the most perfect looking soles and I can only imagine how beautiful her toes are but would absolutely love to see them for real. Keep.up the amazing work you are living the dream of everyone on this forum 👏
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Just a little. She was pretty ticklish for the toe tie, and I gave her a quick tickle again later...maybe just a second or two.
I'd agree, of all the feet I've seen in person, hers were the most like what you might find in a retouched ad of a professional foot model. They're also probably the most ticklish I've seen in person.
No pics. Sometimes that's discussed beforehand but even if not, everyone's a lot more relaxed without cameras around. I never even bring it up. In the four sessions since M's party, I'm only aware of one pic being taken by anyone, and that was at Ellen's.
Yes I definately envy you too for that. Her feet look amazing!
What about Khushi’s sole pic? Was that candid?
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Lisa sent it in a group chat before they arrived. She'd seen the way I set up M's story and said she had a perfect foot pic of Khushi on her phone.
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The Eclipse Party, Part 5
Anna had none of Khushi’s compunctions about being locked in the tickle box, although if she’d known what Isabel was planning, she would have felt differently. Accepting her fate, she pulled her wavy hair into a ponytail and allowed Khushi and Lisa to guide her into position as her sister locked her up.
I tied her toes, noting some lip biting as the string was threaded into place. Her feet looked just like her twin's, and it seemed like they were pretty ticklish. I've found some new lookalike pics for Anna to go along with the one from eclipse day (she was wearing some college gear at the time and wanted it cropped above her knees...)
Anna head and foot shot lookalike, actual eclipse day pic
Once Anna was fully locked in, Isabel made a show of checking things over, rattling the wrist and ankle stocks in their housings. "Pretty solid, huh?" she asked.
Hmm, I thought immediately. Something was up.
"Yeeeaaahhh…." her sister replied slowly, sensing shenanigans herself and growing a bit nervous.
Isabel reached down and gently pinched each of Anna’s toes as she continued, making her sister flinch and jump. "I mean, if a person were to do something really annoying to you right now, you'd be helpless to stop it!"
"Like tickle me?" Anna asked. "I kind of figured…"
"Oh no," Isabel interrupted. "Even more horrible than that. I mean, for me, about the worst thing you could possibly do while I'm tied and helpless in front of strangers is tickle my neck. You know why, sis?"
Anna flashed a quick knowing smile, her eyes touched with mischief. "Hey, I…"
Isabel cut her off. "Of course you know why!” she snapped. “Because I told you. In confidence."
"Iz…"
"Don't 'Iz' me, Lady Judas," she cut in. "Just ponder for a moment what I know about you, and while you think about it, try to pull your hands out of those stocks again." Anna’s jaw dropped in astonishment and her face flushed as Isabel stood and moved alongside the chair where she sat.
“Iz…Izzy?! Come on!” Anna’s eyes were fixed furiously on her sister, who only smiled in response and sat on the chair's arm, gauging its dimensions. Anna began struggling in earnest.
The box pulled Anna forward in the seat, leaving a narrow space between her and the chair’s cushy backrest. The chair itself was maybe a person-and-a-half wide, leaving more space on either side of her. There was a gap between the front of the chair and the table where the box was clamped in place. Overall, there was just enough room around Anna for someone to wedge in and sit down, which is precisely what Isabel set herself to doing.
Anna desperately tried to pull her wrists free of the stocks as her sister wriggled into position.
"You see," Isabel explained, pressed snugly now against her sister from behind, “Anna and I once shared our biggest turn-ons. She knows damn well what happens when someone tickles my neck. So what did she do the minute I was helpless?" As she spoke, her fingertips began tracing delicate patterns on Anna’s shoulders through the thin fabric of her t-shirt.
“So I blame her,” Isabel went on, “that I'm so wound up right now I'm ready to start chewing on furniture. And all my toys are back home!”
I opened my mouth to say "We have some here," but Laura shot me a killing look.
Resigned, Anna stopped struggling. She dropped her head forward, ponytail dangling against one flushed cheek. The tone of her voice was stern; her teeth tightly clenched. "Isabel…Don’t. You. Dare."
“Don’t I dare what?” Isabel asked sweetly, sliding her fingers down the backs of her sister’s arms. “Do you want to tell them?”
Anna lifted her head and bucked several times in a last futile attempt to free herself. "Izzy, come on, stop it…" she pleaded.
Now Isabel’s hands crept around Anna’s sides from behind. "Oh my," she remarked. "You're not wearing a bra, you little harlot."
Anna twisted violently again, but pressed in as tightly as she was, Isabel could ride her sister’s every move.
"Don't tell anyone," Isabel whispered theatrically as her hands cupped her sister’s breasts, "but teasing Anna's nipples makes her horny as fuck."
“Is…a…bel!” Anna growled, her blush deepening.
Isabel's hands shifted as she pinched the tips of Anna's breasts between the middle finger and thumb of each hand and began flicking her index fingers back and forth across her sibling's fabric covered nipples.
"Isabel!!!" Anna's voice rose to a shriek as she thrashed, but there was nothing she could do to stop her sister’s maddening teases.
With no other options, Anna simply mastered herself through force of will. Muscles tense and jaw firmly set, she stopped struggling, closed her eyes, and went still. Her suffering was only belied by her glowing cheeks and the short, choppy sounds of her breathing.
"Now," Isabel announced, squeezing and pinching. "Tickle her feet."
Anna's eyes flew open wide as Khushi and Lisa leaned in with their feathers.
Laura suddenly realized she'd forgotten the timer. She tapped her phone and shouted, "Go!"
Anna was so off balance from her sister's attentions that her resistance was next to nothing. As soon as the feathers touched her soles, what I can only describe as a laugh-moan escaped her clamped lips.
"MmmnnnooooaaahahahaHAHA STOPSTOPSTOP!!!"
She was suffering in more ways than one, laughing one minute and growling in frustration the next. When she could gather enough wits to beg and plead with Isabel, her sister would only smile.
"One minute!" Laura announced.
Now Anna was laughing in earnest. Her foot ticklers switched to lotion, claws, and buzzies, spinning her into new levels of high pitched laughter. And Isabel began alternating underarm tickles with the nipple torture.
Poor Anna. She could have safeworded, but it appeared she'd decided to ride this out; the good girl showing up her punk rock sister. If she could take it long enough, she could even force Isabel into a karaoke performance.
"Two minutes!"
Through it all, it was clear the nipple play was taking its toll. In moments when Khushi and Lisa eased back their tickles, you could sometimes catch a bitten lip or the flash of an eye or hear a moan from Anna mixed in with the squeals and laughter. She was bearing up with some hidden toughness, though, that was beginning to worry her sister.
"Three minutes!"
Isabel was too tightly wedged in to move, so as the clock wore on she could only keep doing her worst to Anna's underarms, ribs, and nipples. She'd occasionally shout encouragement when her friends seemed to find an effective foot tickling trick, but otherwise Anna seemed to be taking the worst the girls could dish out.
"Four minutes!"
You could see a glint of victory now in Anna's eyes. It was beyond her to put a sentence together, but she was able to gasp, "Getting close!" once the four minute mark passed as a taunt to her main tormentor.
Isabel knew time was running out, and her sister had endured far more than expected. As the final seconds ticked away – and the girls, Laura, and I began muttering in disbelief that Anna might actually make it – Isabel’s pinching fingers returned to the focus of her sister’s utmost suffering.
As Laura started her countdown from ten, Isabel squeezed, and if this were already an R-rated film, Anna's vocal reaction would have pushed it to X.
But she held out! When Laura's countdown hit zero it was like the end of a sports movie as the room erupted in cheers. Even Isabel was laughing and patting her exhausted sister on the back.
"I can't believe you made it!" she said.
Anna, red-faced and panting, could only smile in triumph and embarrassment. “There will be so many people,” she finally gasped, “at the karaoke bar…”
To be continued…
Anna had none of Khushi’s compunctions about being locked in the tickle box, although if she’d known what Isabel was planning, she would have felt differently. Accepting her fate, she pulled her wavy hair into a ponytail and allowed Khushi and Lisa to guide her into position as her sister locked her up.
I tied her toes, noting some lip biting as the string was threaded into place. Her feet looked just like her twin's, and it seemed like they were pretty ticklish. I've found some new lookalike pics for Anna to go along with the one from eclipse day (she was wearing some college gear at the time and wanted it cropped above her knees...)
Anna head and foot shot lookalike, actual eclipse day pic
Once Anna was fully locked in, Isabel made a show of checking things over, rattling the wrist and ankle stocks in their housings. "Pretty solid, huh?" she asked.
Hmm, I thought immediately. Something was up.
"Yeeeaaahhh…." her sister replied slowly, sensing shenanigans herself and growing a bit nervous.
Isabel reached down and gently pinched each of Anna’s toes as she continued, making her sister flinch and jump. "I mean, if a person were to do something really annoying to you right now, you'd be helpless to stop it!"
"Like tickle me?" Anna asked. "I kind of figured…"
"Oh no," Isabel interrupted. "Even more horrible than that. I mean, for me, about the worst thing you could possibly do while I'm tied and helpless in front of strangers is tickle my neck. You know why, sis?"
Anna flashed a quick knowing smile, her eyes touched with mischief. "Hey, I…"
Isabel cut her off. "Of course you know why!” she snapped. “Because I told you. In confidence."
"Iz…"
"Don't 'Iz' me, Lady Judas," she cut in. "Just ponder for a moment what I know about you, and while you think about it, try to pull your hands out of those stocks again." Anna’s jaw dropped in astonishment and her face flushed as Isabel stood and moved alongside the chair where she sat.
“Iz…Izzy?! Come on!” Anna’s eyes were fixed furiously on her sister, who only smiled in response and sat on the chair's arm, gauging its dimensions. Anna began struggling in earnest.
The box pulled Anna forward in the seat, leaving a narrow space between her and the chair’s cushy backrest. The chair itself was maybe a person-and-a-half wide, leaving more space on either side of her. There was a gap between the front of the chair and the table where the box was clamped in place. Overall, there was just enough room around Anna for someone to wedge in and sit down, which is precisely what Isabel set herself to doing.
Anna desperately tried to pull her wrists free of the stocks as her sister wriggled into position.
"You see," Isabel explained, pressed snugly now against her sister from behind, “Anna and I once shared our biggest turn-ons. She knows damn well what happens when someone tickles my neck. So what did she do the minute I was helpless?" As she spoke, her fingertips began tracing delicate patterns on Anna’s shoulders through the thin fabric of her t-shirt.
“So I blame her,” Isabel went on, “that I'm so wound up right now I'm ready to start chewing on furniture. And all my toys are back home!”
I opened my mouth to say "We have some here," but Laura shot me a killing look.
Resigned, Anna stopped struggling. She dropped her head forward, ponytail dangling against one flushed cheek. The tone of her voice was stern; her teeth tightly clenched. "Isabel…Don’t. You. Dare."
“Don’t I dare what?” Isabel asked sweetly, sliding her fingers down the backs of her sister’s arms. “Do you want to tell them?”
Anna lifted her head and bucked several times in a last futile attempt to free herself. "Izzy, come on, stop it…" she pleaded.
Now Isabel’s hands crept around Anna’s sides from behind. "Oh my," she remarked. "You're not wearing a bra, you little harlot."
Anna twisted violently again, but pressed in as tightly as she was, Isabel could ride her sister’s every move.
"Don't tell anyone," Isabel whispered theatrically as her hands cupped her sister’s breasts, "but teasing Anna's nipples makes her horny as fuck."
“Is…a…bel!” Anna growled, her blush deepening.
Isabel's hands shifted as she pinched the tips of Anna's breasts between the middle finger and thumb of each hand and began flicking her index fingers back and forth across her sibling's fabric covered nipples.
"Isabel!!!" Anna's voice rose to a shriek as she thrashed, but there was nothing she could do to stop her sister’s maddening teases.
With no other options, Anna simply mastered herself through force of will. Muscles tense and jaw firmly set, she stopped struggling, closed her eyes, and went still. Her suffering was only belied by her glowing cheeks and the short, choppy sounds of her breathing.
"Now," Isabel announced, squeezing and pinching. "Tickle her feet."
Anna's eyes flew open wide as Khushi and Lisa leaned in with their feathers.
Laura suddenly realized she'd forgotten the timer. She tapped her phone and shouted, "Go!"
Anna was so off balance from her sister's attentions that her resistance was next to nothing. As soon as the feathers touched her soles, what I can only describe as a laugh-moan escaped her clamped lips.
"MmmnnnooooaaahahahaHAHA STOPSTOPSTOP!!!"
She was suffering in more ways than one, laughing one minute and growling in frustration the next. When she could gather enough wits to beg and plead with Isabel, her sister would only smile.
"One minute!" Laura announced.
Now Anna was laughing in earnest. Her foot ticklers switched to lotion, claws, and buzzies, spinning her into new levels of high pitched laughter. And Isabel began alternating underarm tickles with the nipple torture.
Poor Anna. She could have safeworded, but it appeared she'd decided to ride this out; the good girl showing up her punk rock sister. If she could take it long enough, she could even force Isabel into a karaoke performance.
"Two minutes!"
Through it all, it was clear the nipple play was taking its toll. In moments when Khushi and Lisa eased back their tickles, you could sometimes catch a bitten lip or the flash of an eye or hear a moan from Anna mixed in with the squeals and laughter. She was bearing up with some hidden toughness, though, that was beginning to worry her sister.
"Three minutes!"
Isabel was too tightly wedged in to move, so as the clock wore on she could only keep doing her worst to Anna's underarms, ribs, and nipples. She'd occasionally shout encouragement when her friends seemed to find an effective foot tickling trick, but otherwise Anna seemed to be taking the worst the girls could dish out.
"Four minutes!"
You could see a glint of victory now in Anna's eyes. It was beyond her to put a sentence together, but she was able to gasp, "Getting close!" once the four minute mark passed as a taunt to her main tormentor.
Isabel knew time was running out, and her sister had endured far more than expected. As the final seconds ticked away – and the girls, Laura, and I began muttering in disbelief that Anna might actually make it – Isabel’s pinching fingers returned to the focus of her sister’s utmost suffering.
As Laura started her countdown from ten, Isabel squeezed, and if this were already an R-rated film, Anna's vocal reaction would have pushed it to X.
But she held out! When Laura's countdown hit zero it was like the end of a sports movie as the room erupted in cheers. Even Isabel was laughing and patting her exhausted sister on the back.
"I can't believe you made it!" she said.
Anna, red-faced and panting, could only smile in triumph and embarrassment. “There will be so many people,” she finally gasped, “at the karaoke bar…”
To be continued…
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It was a lot of fun doing the clip store, but honestly it's a lot better to be relaxed and in the moment than "directing" and worrying about timing and lighting and camera placement and all that, even for a hack like me who had nothing like the production quality of the bigger shops today.
I'd say it's the same for the models. For M's party, the yoga demo, the soccer mom Passion Party thing, and this eclipse weekend session all the ladies were in it out of honest curiosity, or in some cases (like M, and I suspect Ellen, Tracy, Lisa, and Isabel), for the love of the game. I'm pretty sure none of the cool stuff that happened would have ever taken place on camera.
But still...maybe someday, if I ever retire and get bored again... 🤔
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Please post the epilogue as soon as you can these women are incredible! Hot ticklish twin sisters tickling each other in their most horny spots? I don't think there is even a fictional story on this forum that showcases that storyline. Tip of the cap to you another epic tickling adventure indeed!
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I honestly can’t find the words to adequately describe how amazing this story is. I went back and added I like for Lisa on her turn. It’s really cool that she’s come back to see how the post is going, you made a cool friend there Quinn. Also I think it still needs to be repeated how amazing your wife is, a true partner that embraces all aspects of what a healthy marriage should be like. I’m looking forward to the wrap up and the stories you have planned on sharing in the future
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As always Quinn, Thank You, another great story, well told my friend!
I'm not going to put up any likes, that's not our way, but I will cut to the chase and directly address the most open minded sex toy trafficker in the world...
"Lisa, I'm sure I speak for all of the TMFers out here, "thank you" for being so open and for adding to our entertainment, we all appreciate you. Now if it is true that our kink is a little bit of a turn on for you, please join our community, find a nice 'ler' for yourself and enjoy the laughs. You deserve it..."
Again Quinn, give the lovely Laura a huge hug from you and all of us, she's amazing!
Cheers mate!
Phil
I'm not going to put up any likes, that's not our way, but I will cut to the chase and directly address the most open minded sex toy trafficker in the world...
"Lisa, I'm sure I speak for all of the TMFers out here, "thank you" for being so open and for adding to our entertainment, we all appreciate you. Now if it is true that our kink is a little bit of a turn on for you, please join our community, find a nice 'ler' for yourself and enjoy the laughs. You deserve it..."
Again Quinn, give the lovely Laura a huge hug from you and all of us, she's amazing!
Cheers mate!
Phil
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Lisa, you are the GOAT! Seriously you should get a Nobel Peace Prize for being such an advocate and ambassador for the tickling community. And your reward should be as many electric toothbrushes and feathers as you want on those beautiful ticklish feet of yours! All Hail Lisa The Ticklish Queen!
