Having been part of a group of colonisers to an arid world, it had been a long five years since Sandra had seen a real ocean. Her current life was great, she had married another scientist named Richard just before arriving and the two had really made a home on their new planet, but she had long since looked forward to this trip. Away from the desert and into a month long holiday with no cares at all.
Although, there was something else besides a fun escape for this. Paradiso made sure to cater to every fantasy, including for ones with a more... adult twist. She had approached the subject with Richard and although he had tried to hide his interest, she knew him well enough to see he was all but ecstatic over the idea of things taking a more mature twist.
Both Sandra and Richard shared a deep love of tickling in the bedroom, their mutual kink having led to intense evenings together. Paradiso's mature options for fantasies had intrigued Sandra and she and Richard had spent several evenings pouring over them, finding a number that grabbed their attention. They had both latched onto something in particular though, that the AI on the island could create numerous partners for them to play with, several at the same time in fact.
As much as she loved Richard, Sandra couldn't help but consider the possibilities open to her on that front. She held several fantasies on what Richard teasingly called her 'gang-bang kink' and had been the first to bring up the option, much to her relief. She suspected that he had done it partly so he could have his own session on similar lines, but she wasn't going to begrudge him that at least.
So, after several months of planning and getting ready, the couple had touched down on Paradiso with the first few days dedicated to time together. Paradiso truly catered towards everything with areas of natural beauty and the most thrilling of theme parks. After several exhausting and delightful days of that though, the time had come for her and Richard to get some alone time.
With the last week being dedicated to exploring the planet, Sandra and Richard had put this day aside for their adult fantasies, there being an island set aside for exactly that. Although it felt a little odd, there was something almost liberating when the two had split up on their separate ways once they reached the island. This was for their own fantasies and theirs alone, things that they might not be able to do, even together.
A cabin on the beach had been Sandra's selected location for her fantasy. She had always found the ocean rather romantic, with the cabin having only three walls, the fourth taken away so she could have a view of the sapphire waters and golden sands. The cabin itself wasn't really decorated aside from a large bed that was so soft she practically sank into it when she laid down on it. She made a mental note to get the name of the make and order one for home.
Sandra had a few minutes to settle in so she laid on the bed, her eyes half-closed as she listened to the sounds of the waves lapping against the shore. For her session, she was wearing a yellow bikini that was perhaps a size too small for her. She had put on a little weight as age had caught up with her, but it had mostly gone to her curves, giving a voluptuous appearance, which she was rather proud of.
With rich, ebony skin and long hair tied into dreadlocks, Sandra felt confident about her looks, her eyes lit up and showing her intelligence, especially when tackling a puzzle. Her face was one naturally given to a relaxed smile and most people felt at ease around her, something she was happy to help with the odd joke as well.
Now though, she felt herself unable to make much of a comment as several figures appeared. Created by the hard light built into the cabin, the four men were essentially holograms able to touch the things around them as if they were real people. Sandra licked her lips nervously as the four figures completely materialised, showing off four muscular men in speedos, smiling at her as they looked down at the woman.
All this was very self-indulgent, she was ready to admit, but she was on holiday after all.
“Why, hello there.” One of the men purred, a tall, Hispanic man with a muscular frame and jet black hair that was cut short “And what are you doing here?”
Despite this being all her fantasy, Sandra suddenly started to feel rather flustered, especially as the man sat down on the bed next to her, his hand starting to trace gently over her arm in a teasing manner “J-Just relaxing.” She said, already starting to feel aroused.
There was nothing Sandra loved more than being teased. Soft touches and tickles were more than enough to stoke her fire and she writhed on the bed as another of the men sat down and stroked his fingers over her other arm, his fingers gliding over the skin smoothly. This man was tanned bronze with brown hair, the muscles on his body going along with Sandra's type.
“How about we help you relax?” Another of the men said as the remaining two sat down at her legs, gently placing their hands on her ankles and trapping Sandra's legs to the mattress while their free hands idly played with her legs, starting the same stroking as the other two along her thighs.
Sandra gasped at these new sensations and a smile began to tug at her lips. Even already, it began to tickle her and she twitched as the fingers traced up her thighs, causing her to giggle. That's when the two men at her arms gently pushed them down and all four limbs now sank down into the bed, trapping Sandra completely.
“Now, now. You want to relax.” The Hispanic man said in a low voice, making Sandra gulp as she felt a shiver of arousal go through her “You can't do that if you're moving about all the time now, can you?”
“I-I can try!” Sandra countered nervously, feeling the butterflies in her tummy multiply and grow as she realised just how helpless she was. These four men could do exactly what she wished for and then some, giving her her wildest dreams. It was embarrassing, but Sandra saw her nipples already harden through her thin bra, her body even more eager to do this than her mind was.
Chuckling at that, the Hispanic man stroked his finger down the inside of her arm, past her elbow and getting close to her armpit “No need. We'll do everything for, and to, you. Just lie back and take it.”
Biting her lip a little, Sandra had to fight back the urge to giggle from the light teasing and moan from the man's words. She knew he was just an artificial construct, but everything she was feeling right now was incredibly real. Four sets of fingers were smoothly stroking over her arms and legs, keeping up a gentle, teasing touch that nevertheless made Sandra grin widely and wiggle against the bed.
“See? You're relaxing already.” The Hispanic man cooed “Now, let's move onto the next part.”
As he said that, Sandra felt the fingers on her arms finally move down to her armpits and the fingers on her thighs sped up their teasing and ticklish movements. She reacted quickly as her giggles became more frantic and her body wiggled from the ticklish feelings now moving to more vulnerable spots.
“Ohohononoohohooo!!” Sandra protested, feeling the fingers tease around her armpits, stroking gently over the smooth skin as the two men each had a finger slowly circling inside of them. With her sensitivity, even those gentle touches were enough to get Sandra riled up. Her head began to shake as she already began to get overwhelmed from it all and they were barely even starting.
The four men continued with their slight touches stroking over Sandra's thighs and underarms. She had always been sensitive to tickling, as her husband had taken advantage of more times than she could count. More than hard tickling with fingers digging into sensitive spots though, it was the softest of touches that turned her into a giggling wreck, as well as lit a fire of arousal deep within her.
“Are you enjoying this, Sandra?” The Hispanic man asked, a long finger wiggling right into the centre of her hollow “Do you love the tickle, tickle, tickles?”
The teasing talk only provoked more laughter as Sandra felt a blush cross her face. She almost regretted putting this into her request on what to do, with how easy it was to fluster her from such talk. On the other hand, she had to stifle a moan as those same words only made her more horny. It was embarrassing how easy this was to them, but she craved even more of it.
The tickling on her thighs had moved to the inside of them, the fingers skittering up and down as they got closer and closer to her womanhood with each rise, but never reached the wanted spot. The quick movements of the fingers rising up to just below her groin and back down again was maddeningly delightful and caused more than a few gasps to come from Sandra outright.
“Stahahhaapppteeasiinnggg!!” Sandra protested as the fingers yet again crawled up her thighs and down again, her entire body quivering with lust.
The men around Sandra chuckled, the sound just furthering Sandra's feelings of utter helplessness and sending a wave of arousal washing over her once again “But you like being teased.” The Hispanic man pointed out “You love being tickled all over. We're going to do that, tickle, tickle you on your body, strip you naked and tickle you till you can't take it anymore. You're our ticklish little plaything.”
If it wasn't for the fact that she was being forced to giggle relentlessly from the tickles, Sandra would have turned to utter mush from those words alone. Almost all of her buttons were being pressed right now and her head spun. The tanned man reached down and turned his attention to her belly, his fingers flicking over her stomach as it quivered with laughter.
“Shall I tease your belly?” The tanned man whispered in a way that made Sandra's mouth run dry “I bet you're ticklish there. I bet you'll go crazy if we tickle your tummy.”
If the two men hadn't been holding down her hands, Sandra would have tried slipping one down to start rubbing herself right now. As it was, she was 'forced' to endure the tickles on her body, the finger wiggling into her armpit, the flicking and teasing over her belly and the strokes up and down her thighs. A part of her almost resented how easy they were playing with her. The rest simply wanted more.
“Ohohoohehehehtoohohoomuuucchhh!!” Sandra giggled. She had only really experienced this type of thing with Richard before and hadn't taken into account the jump from one person teasing her to four. She was learning about her miscalculation now though.
“Too much? But we've barely even begun.” This Hispanic man, leaning in closely and planting a kiss on her face, it being just as soft and sensual as the rest of the treatment Sandra was getting “Or is it because you're a tickly little girl? You are, aren't you? A helpless, giggly girl.”
The more he spoke, the more Sandra was convinced that he was telling the truth, that she was just helplessly ticklish. Her mind began to lose all cohesion as the sensual touches they were applying to her overwhelmed everything else. She wanted them to stop, she wanted them to carry on, she wanted them to make it a hundred times more intense. It was wonderfully unbearable.
Adding to things was the fact that the other three men began to mix up their tickling with kisses as well. Their lips planed soft kisses along her thighs and belly, causing Sandra to let out a high-pitched squeal like a kettle on the boil. The tickling was enough, did they really have to pepper her body with the kisses as well?!
“How's our giggly little girl handling things now?” The Hispanic man asked, planting a soft kiss on both of Sandra's cheeks “Seems like you're enjoying it. You're all hot under the collar.”
Sandra could hardly deny this, she was hot all over, completely aroused and her body radiated heat as a result. Even her bikini felt stifling right now, especially with how damp she was down below. The fingers teasing her belly began to really amp things up as they skirted over her panty line, getting so close to her crotch and teasing Sandra by avoiding it. The tickling on that spot would have gotten her hot before, now, she was all but broken by it.
“NohohoHOOHAAYEHEHHEOOhhsttahhaappp!!” She cried out, trying to pull her legs together and rub them, anything to increase the pleasure and push her over the edge.
“Why would we stop? You love this. You love the ticky-tickles.” The Hispanic man said before kissing Sandra on her cheek once more, his hand moving down to her bikini top “Maybe you'll like it more if I play with your tits? Want me to do that? All you have to do is ask nicely and the top comes off.”
Moans and laughter broke through in equal measure as Sandra felt the four-way attack on her body continue. The tickling on her thighs had turned to pinching on the insides, fingers gently digging in and making her legs jolt from each ticklish pinch given to her. Added to that were the kisses pressing over the fronts of her thighs, working in just the right way to make Sandra's toes curl.
The Hispanic man and tanned man were playing with her upperbody just as well. The Hispanic man played with the area just below Sandra's breasts, stroking from side to side and prodding into her ribs whenever he reached them. The tanned man's hand played with the lower belly with ticklish strokes, swiping just above her groin in particular and flicking his fingers across the skin. He even places his mouth against her stomach and kissed against her navel time and time again, making sure they were timed with the swishing of his fingers.
Gasping, moaning, laughing and squealing, it was everything Sandra had hoped for and still ran roughshod over her. She couldn't take this level of teasing for too long, craving more “TaahahahakkeieitttoohohohohoooOOFFFFF!!” She cried out pleadingly, wanting her entire bikini to fly off at this point if it meant being touched more.
“Gladly.” The Hispanic man purred, his slight tug on the bikini top managing to easily pull it away and expose Sandra's large breasts. She felt grateful to the freedom afforded to them now, no longer confined to the material of the clothing, although some embarrassment came to her. Despite the four figures essentially being holograms, begging them to remove her bikini top made her feel even more flustered than before.
Whatever relief Sandra got from the release of her breasts, it was soon lost as the tanned man brought his mouth to her tits and kissed her hard nipples. Gaping like a fish, Sandra felt a surge of ecstasy crash through her body, overwhelming her almost completely. Her breasts had always been sensitive and she quickly realised that this could be used against her.
“Does someone have ticklish titties?” The Hispanic man asked, bringing the issue to the front and having Sandra anticipate her hopes and fears being brought to reality. Richard had tickled her breasts before plenty of times in the past, but this was a level of intensity she had not experienced before.
Looking to answer the question, the Hispanic man stroked a finger over the undersides of Sandra's tits, swishing it from side to side over the jiggling mounds. Already a giggling mess, Sandra began to laugh properly now, arching her hips as the ticklish sensations worked over her breasts, the light touch all that was needed to bring her to hysteria.
Her more forced struggles only saw the four men pin her down to the bed with ease. She couldn't even lift a limb with the gentle pressure placed upon then. Sandra was completely and utterly hopeless and that realisation just aroused her further. She was an utter mess as her body shined with a thin sheen of sweat and tears poked out of her eyes as she began to cry with laughter. It was too much and yet, not enough.
The pleasure increased yet again as the Hispanic man and tanned man brought their mouths to Sandra's breasts, kissing and licking the nipples softly as their hands stroked and teased along the sides and undersides of her tits. Their finger tips barely even grazed over the skin at times, but it was still enough to send Sandra into the throes of hysterical arousal.
The two men on her legs hadn't stopped throughout all this, wiggling their fingers against the spot where her thighs met her groin. It was gentle, but incessant tickling that had Sandra ready to cackle. Her legs shook as she tried to pull away, but the hard light holograms had a grip on her that couldn't be broken. They were so close to the area she wanted the most tickling on, but completely denied it.
With one final kiss to the nipple, the Hispanic man pulled back and smiled down at Sandra “Shall we tickle your pussy as well?” He murmured, just close enough for her to hear “Get you completely naked and tickle, tickle, tickle you where you want it?”
The tickling on Sandra's breasts hadn't relented as he asked this, in fact, it had only gotten worse as the Hispanic man pinched and flicked her hard nipple as he spoke. The sensations coursed down to between her legs and left her on the brink of cumming, but not pushed over it. At this point, she was desperate for anything to finally do that and broke completely.
“YEHEHHEEEESSS!!! TIICKLEHEHELLMEEHEHEE!!! FUUHUHUCCKKMEHEHEHEEEE!!! ANYHEHEHEHTHHINGGAAA!!” Sandra cried out, meaning every word. She would have gladly gone without a shred of clothing at all if it meant one of these men could make her cum.
“Since you asked so nicely...” The Hispanic man said in a tone that would have been incredibly infuriating, but when compared to the sexual frustration Sandra was going through, she bare noticed it. When the two men and her legs pulled down Sandra's wet bikini bottoms to expose her completely, another wave of relief washed through her.
Her nudity wouldn't go long without being taken advantage of though, as one of the men at her legs brought a hand up to her wet pussy and stroked a finger across it, making Sandra hiss and throw her hips up almost violently. She was so sensitive down there that it was almost unreal. The light touch would have normally tickled, but now, it was impossible to feel anything other than the pleasure.
“Shall we tease you down there? Is that what you want?” The Hispanic man asked, his tone as teasing as ever and Sandra watched as one of the men at her feet held his hand next to her womanhood, curling and uncurling his fingers, getting ready to strike “Or something... harder?”
“Harder! Harder! Please!” Sandra all but begged, the arousal within her at unbearable levels at this point and all she wanted was to cum. The thought of having one of the holograms do this to her was rather exciting and she wondered what they'd feel like.
Thankfully, the answer was fast in coming as the Hispanic man stripped naked, showing himself to be eye-catchingly large down there. He crawled onto the bed, posed over Sandra as he smiled down at the naked woman and then thrust himself inside of her.
The pleasure went through Sandra like a shot and her body almost convulsed from how intense it self. She let out a strong moan and wrapped her arms around the Hispanic man as his erection pushed in deep before he began to pick up a rhythm as he worked in and out of her pussy. Sandra hugged him tightly and quivered as she got closer to an orgasm.
It didn't take long for that to be reached. With several strong thrusts, Sandra was pushed over the edge in record time, screaming as the orgasm hit her with the force of a truck. Her entire body arched and felt like it was on fire from the sheer ecstasy coursing through her. Sandra had no idea how long it lasted for, but didn't want it to stop. Her eyes closed, she only focused on the pleasure, her entire body shaking with pure delight.
All too soon, it ended though and she was left lying on the bed, panting heavily and basking the euphoria of the post orgasm washing over her. Sandra felt all but ready to close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep when something fluttered in front of her face, forcing her to bring her attention to it. When she did, a chill went through her.
The long, wispy feather was one of eight that was being wielded by the four men around her. They were peacock feathers and the sort that would have made Sandra giggle pleasantly in all other circumstances. Now though, after the strongest orgasm she'd ever had in her life, the thought of them on her body was unbearable.
“W-Wait!” Sandra protested “Th-The session's over, right?”
“Spouse surprise.” The Hispanic man replied.
Sandra groaned, having forgotten about that. As a way to add even more spice into their scenarios, her and Richard had added something into each program that would give a twist to what they wanted. Sandra had been a bit cruel with hers, but Richard seemed to have returned the favour alright.
“You-You're going to tickle me with those feathers?” Sandra asked, suddenly feeling incredibly helpless and excited at the mere thought of it.
“Until you cum once again, yes.” The Hispanic man replied, his smile positively evil at this point “We understand it might take a long time, but that's all part of the fun.”
As the eight feathers began to tickle her naked body, stroking over her bare skin, Sandra couldn't argue. The wispy touches stroking over her breasts and between her legs were wonderfully unbearable and she couldn't find herself getting too angry at Richard for it. She simply laid back and became a giggly, aroused mess while the feathers did their work.
All in all, this was turning out to be the best holiday ever.
Richard couldn't help but feel a little nervous as he laid down on the X-frame, his limbs soon spread into the right shape as he laid back against the cushioned surface. He grinned a little as he felt the excitement start to go through him, realising what was about to happen. He had been looking forward to this ever since they had started planning this holiday and it was finally about to happen.
He knew Sandra had long loved the idea of a scenario of being worked over by a gang, although she did get rather shy about expressing it at times. He had brought up the subject so she'd be able to consider it fully, although Richard would admit that the idea that he'd get to experience it as well was a part of it.
Like Sandra, Richard had a major tickling kink that he loved to explore with her. Unlike her though, he much preferred to be mercilessly tickled when it came to it. No soft touches or strokes, but an out and out torturous session that had him begging for mercy. Paradiso gave him such an opportunity and he was ready to take it.
He had chosen a dungeon setting for his fantasy, an underground room with soft lighting and furniture padded with red leather. On one of the walls was a set of various tools designed for tickling hanging on a display. Brushes, feathers and back scratchers caught his eye and had Richard imagining what they could be used for with nervous anticipation.
As the holographic constructs finished tying Richard down, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander over them. Sandra had teased him about his choices, all four being tall, leggy, blonde and big breasted, saying he was lacking in imagination. Richard conceded the point, but it was still his fantasy, so why not go with what he wanted?
The four women stepped back, admiring their handiwork as they looked Richard up and down. He was tall, having several inches on Sandra and was heavily tanned from his time back on his home planet, his skin a healthy looking bronze colour. His hair was dark and neatly cut, framing a face with green eyes and a face usually set with a smile.
The smile was a good deal more nervous than normal as he looked up at the four women surrounding him. As much as he and Sandra loved to play games, this was something entirely different. Already, he started to get hard as the naked blondes around him smiled in a sultry manner.
“Are you comfortable?” One of them asked, her voice set to being sultry from the get go.
“Y-Yeah.” Richard replied, licking his lips as the four women began to take up positions around him, being very close to his ticklish spots. Although, his entire body counted as a ticklish spot on its own.
“Then we can begin.” Was the answer as the women raised their hands and shot them forward right over Richard's body. There was no waiting or foreplay at all as the women simply descended upon him like a pack of wolves, their fingers going for any ticklish spot they could find. They were brutal and looked to be merciless, exactly how Richard wanted.
All four women were leaning over him, their fingers darting towards his ticklish skin and starting to scratch it. His sides, belly, armpits and thighs all got it together, the women working well together to really amp up the treatment from the get go. Richard broke into laughter the instant the fingers touched him, already wired up for the teasing. He was very sensitive to any kind of ticklish touch, this was the first time that it'd be this kind of intensity though.
“How do you like that, little boy?” One of the blondes asked him in a harsh voice “You're our ticklish toy now, how does it feel?”
Jumping up as much as he could in his bondage, Richard shook his head in an attempt to be defiant, there as no point in giving in just yet. It was more fun to make them get him as much as they could, to force him to break. Richard was determined to hold on for as long as possible. He wasn't going to give in just from the first touch.
The women weren't deterred by this at all, not that they would be and continued on their attack. Fingers scratched and raked against Richard's body, the tanned man twisting about as much as he could in his bonds as the fingers darted here and there into his sensitive spots. He thought Sandra was a wicked tickler, but all four of these ladies easily put paid to that notion.
The woman at his thighs knew exactly what she was doing as she dug her nails into the area, pinching and poking the soft skin on the insides of his legs. Such touches could have made Richard easily laugh helplessly on their own, especially as she got closer to his crotch with each passing moment. The tickling was sending shockwaves right to the area and his erection was rapidly growing.
The two women on his midriff had a wealth of different targets to go for, raking their nails up and down Richard's sides, scratching over his toned stomach and making his howl. Their wickedest technique was their focus on Richard's lower belly, however. Tickling there was a good way to make his muscles contract, he knew, and the extra pressure made his erection that much harder. It made the tickling and his arousal that much more intense.
The final blonde rested at Richard's armpits, her breasts pressing against his head as she cooed into his ear, teasing as well as tickling. Her fingers scraped against his pits, the hair in them offering no protection as her nails were incredibly effective at sending bursts of ticklish energy right through Richard. He was very ticklish all over, but the four women were exploiting that fact to its utmost.
“You're just a tickly boy, aren't you?” The blonde cooed into Richard's ear “Ticklish tummy and ticklish pitties. I bet you just love being our toy. Wish we could do this all day...”
“STHHAHAHAAAAPPP!!” Richard cried out, still defiant even if the hologram was completely accurate. His erection was at full mast now, the pressure on the muscles in his lower stomach giving him a full hard on that already felt like it was straining. The tickling was wonderfully maddening as well, just the level of incredibly intensity that he craved.
“Not until you admit you're our tickly boy.” The blonde whispered into his ear once more as her fingers dove right into his pits “Kitchy, kitchy...”
The words seemed to get the other three upping their game as well. The tickling somehow grew in intensity as the women scratched faster and harder against Richard's naked body. He thrust his hips in the air uncontrollably from the tickling, the woman at his thighs making her hands rise to be so agonisingly close to his balls, ready to start tickling there at a moment's notice.
The tickling by such beautiful figures was enough to get Richard feeling particularly horny, their nails dancing over his body having gotten him fully erect by now. Noticing this just made them redouble their efforts as one of the women at his torso leaned over and began to lap at his belly, her tongue dragging against his lower stomach.
The warm, rough sensations that came from that made Richard moan and practically wheeze from laughter. The tongue working him over seemed to be hardwired directly to his cock and it twitched hard with each lap of the tongue against his belly. It was something that Sandra had discovered to be particularly effective against him and it was being used very well now.
“Ooh, someone's loving this, aren't they?” The blonde at his ear whispered “You're just a naughty boy who wants to be tickled, aren't you? Feel the licks down there and my fingers up here. Kitchy, kitchy...”
By now, Richard could only focus on the tickling and his overwhelming arousal. He had plenty of similar sessions with Sandra, but he had failed to account for how four people would be far more intense than one. So many tickle spots exploited at once and with the whispers in his ear, Richard couldn't remember the last time that he was this aroused. It was intense and he was loving every second of it.
Suddenly, Richard felt a hand grip around his hard cock and slide up and down it slightly. His laughter became mixed with a low groan before the tickling overwhelmed him once more, especially as the blond on his thighs had started to gently tickle his balls. She used two fingers to scratch soft against his sack, causing him to positively scream and lunge as much as he could in his bondage. His balls had always been a sensitive spot and any tickling there was enough to make him utterly powerless. Sandra loved using that little factoid against him in their sessions.
“Mm, such ticklish balls.” The blonde said “If you want a break on them, we can give that. All you have to do is ask nicely.”
Despite the promise, Richard was determined to cling on and not give in. The tickling had reached a level of intensity that he hadn't thought he could handle before. The fingers digging into his armpits and scratching away there, the tongue lapping at his lower belly, the hands tickling over his ribs and sides. Finally, there were the fingers lightly teasing and stroking over his balls in just the right manner to make him lose himself almost completely in the tickling.
His determination to not give in was quickly wavering under the assault. He was gasping, howling, laughing uncontrollably and felt an ache in his loins that was impossible to ignore. Every stroke and lick just pushed him towards giving in. As much as he loved being tickled, this was getting to be too much.
“Such a strong one...” The blonde whispered into his ear again “But you can't take this forever. Just ask nicely and the tickle tickles will stop. Kitchy, kitch-.”
“STAHAHAHAAAAPPPPLELEASEEHSTTAAPPP!!” Richard cried out, finally breaking as the tickling everywhere was just too much, even for him. He needed a break, a chance to breath and for someone to see to his erection.
He'd get the first two at least as the women broke off the tickling, giving him a much needed respite and Richard giggled and panted for air as the women held off on him. That is, until one of them clambered on top of him, straddling his waist as she looked down with a smile, the other three taking up positions around his body.
“You've been so good, I think you deserve a reward.” The blonde said as she pressed her body against Richard's, sliding his cock inside of her. Richard moaned hard, the feeling being as warm and sensual as from a real person. Whoever designed this holographic system had more than earned their wages from doing so.
There wasn't time for Richard to really enjoy the sensations as the tickling began once again. One of the women had taken a feather from the tools on the wall and was fluttering it over his balls, the wispy touch both maddeningly arousing and a frustratingly soft tickle that made his skin almost crawl.
The other women exploited his other spots as the one at his feet began to suck at his toes, her tongue wrapping around and flicking against the stems while she raked her fingers up and down the other foot. The mixture of pleasure and different tickling techniques was overwhelming, especially as the sucking on the toes of his left foot was felt. For some reason, Richard's left foot had always been more sensitive than his right, whether being tickled or other sensations, leading to this being absolutely overwhelming for him and all the more arousing.
The third blonde remained by his head, her large breasts pressing against his head as she wriggled her fingers deep into his armpits and danced up and down his ribs, giving him an all out tickle assault while he writhed in his bondage. He was all the more sensitive now with the riding on his cock and sucking on his feet. He was completely lost in a haze of sensations that was both wonderful and mind-breaking.
“Such a sensitive, tickly boy.” The blonde said “I bet you're loving this. Don't worry, we're going to do this for a long time. We're going to treat you so nicely, because you're our tickle toy.”
Those words were effective in turning Richard into something to just be played with, even if he wasn't being tickled. That he was being teased physically as well as verbally only effected him all the more and he lost all higher thought. Only the words, tickling and fucking had his attention now, especially as the last one built up.
The blonde riding Richard didn't hold back, practically bouncing on top of him as she rode him cowgirl style. The feeling of her doing that was almost enough to send him into a sexual bliss, but that feather swishing over his balls, as light and teasing as it was, just prevented Richard from fully losing himself in the pleasure. He was constantly brought back down to it and it was maddening.
Completely giving in to the four-way attack, Richard shifted his hips in time with the blonde working him over, both pressing hard into the other, although Richard was mostly acting out of instinct at this point, his mind too lost in the different sensations to be able to concentrate on much of anything.
“Oh, that must feel so good! Are you ready to cum now?” The blonde at Richard's ear said huskily “I can feel you shaking, quivering. Just let go. Be a good boy and cum. That's all you need to do.”
The words pushed Richard further and further into his building orgasm, making his desire rise to new heights. Being ridden as his erection felt the wet warmth around it, the sucking on his toes and the tickling on his balls and other spots were pushing him to the inevitable. Within seconds of hearing the blonde speak, Richard screamed in pure ecstasy as he came, feeling himself gush as he exploded inside the woman on top of him, pushing him to a thunderous climax.
The orgasm overrode everything else in his mind, he wasn't even sure if he was still being tickled, so great was the pleasure. When it finally started to recede, he realised that the tickling had stopped and he was being given a blessed break. The blonde had slipped off his body and gave him a smile while patting him on his cock, causing Richard to flinch slightly. Even the light touch there was like a jolt through his now hyper-sensitive cock.
“How was that?” The blonde by his head asked, her hand running through his hair in a soothing fashion.
“Great, but exhausting.” Richard said, letting out a sigh. It had been intense, but supremely satisfying.
“That's good. We'll give you a moment and then start the second round.”
Those words were like icy water going down Richard's spine and he opened his eyes wide in shock “S-Second round?” He asked, his voice shaking slightly.
“Out of four. You did remember about the spouse surprise, didn't you?”
No, he hadn't. Granted, being tickled and teased by four naked women would tend to distract you from things like that. Richard did recall that he had done something very similar for Sandra's her spouse surprise, he supposed this was karma laughing at him and he'd be joining it shortly. The blonde at his feet ran her fingers up his thigh, making him gasp and arch his back slightly. With her fingers so close to his groin, he could feel that go right through him and he felt stirrings down there once more, far more intense than before.
“Now, let's get back to it.” The blonde said as her two counterparts went over to the tool rack and returned with a back scratcher each. They then took up positions at Richard's feet as the fourth blonde began to straddle him once more. His cock was only half-erect at this point, but still slid into her easily.
Richard let out a choked moan at those sensations and his eyes closed as he felt the blonde press her tits against his head once more. He had barely even begun to recover from the last one and he was excepted to have another session? Despite what was happening, Richard began to grin without needing to be tickled. This was his holiday after all and he was going to revel in what was going to happen.
As the back scratchers started to rake up and down Richard's soles and the blonde began to grind against his cock, he started to let out a strained laugh mixed with moans. Everything was far more intense than before, unbearable and intoxicating all at once. He felt as if he'd go mad if this was going to go on for much longer. And then he remembered that there was still two more sessions after this one.
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Another commission piece I worked on where a couple go to a planet where every fantasy can be catered to. Hope everyone enjoys.
Although, there was something else besides a fun escape for this. Paradiso made sure to cater to every fantasy, including for ones with a more... adult twist. She had approached the subject with Richard and although he had tried to hide his interest, she knew him well enough to see he was all but ecstatic over the idea of things taking a more mature twist.
Both Sandra and Richard shared a deep love of tickling in the bedroom, their mutual kink having led to intense evenings together. Paradiso's mature options for fantasies had intrigued Sandra and she and Richard had spent several evenings pouring over them, finding a number that grabbed their attention. They had both latched onto something in particular though, that the AI on the island could create numerous partners for them to play with, several at the same time in fact.
As much as she loved Richard, Sandra couldn't help but consider the possibilities open to her on that front. She held several fantasies on what Richard teasingly called her 'gang-bang kink' and had been the first to bring up the option, much to her relief. She suspected that he had done it partly so he could have his own session on similar lines, but she wasn't going to begrudge him that at least.
So, after several months of planning and getting ready, the couple had touched down on Paradiso with the first few days dedicated to time together. Paradiso truly catered towards everything with areas of natural beauty and the most thrilling of theme parks. After several exhausting and delightful days of that though, the time had come for her and Richard to get some alone time.
With the last week being dedicated to exploring the planet, Sandra and Richard had put this day aside for their adult fantasies, there being an island set aside for exactly that. Although it felt a little odd, there was something almost liberating when the two had split up on their separate ways once they reached the island. This was for their own fantasies and theirs alone, things that they might not be able to do, even together.
A cabin on the beach had been Sandra's selected location for her fantasy. She had always found the ocean rather romantic, with the cabin having only three walls, the fourth taken away so she could have a view of the sapphire waters and golden sands. The cabin itself wasn't really decorated aside from a large bed that was so soft she practically sank into it when she laid down on it. She made a mental note to get the name of the make and order one for home.
Sandra had a few minutes to settle in so she laid on the bed, her eyes half-closed as she listened to the sounds of the waves lapping against the shore. For her session, she was wearing a yellow bikini that was perhaps a size too small for her. She had put on a little weight as age had caught up with her, but it had mostly gone to her curves, giving a voluptuous appearance, which she was rather proud of.
With rich, ebony skin and long hair tied into dreadlocks, Sandra felt confident about her looks, her eyes lit up and showing her intelligence, especially when tackling a puzzle. Her face was one naturally given to a relaxed smile and most people felt at ease around her, something she was happy to help with the odd joke as well.
Now though, she felt herself unable to make much of a comment as several figures appeared. Created by the hard light built into the cabin, the four men were essentially holograms able to touch the things around them as if they were real people. Sandra licked her lips nervously as the four figures completely materialised, showing off four muscular men in speedos, smiling at her as they looked down at the woman.
All this was very self-indulgent, she was ready to admit, but she was on holiday after all.
“Why, hello there.” One of the men purred, a tall, Hispanic man with a muscular frame and jet black hair that was cut short “And what are you doing here?”
Despite this being all her fantasy, Sandra suddenly started to feel rather flustered, especially as the man sat down on the bed next to her, his hand starting to trace gently over her arm in a teasing manner “J-Just relaxing.” She said, already starting to feel aroused.
There was nothing Sandra loved more than being teased. Soft touches and tickles were more than enough to stoke her fire and she writhed on the bed as another of the men sat down and stroked his fingers over her other arm, his fingers gliding over the skin smoothly. This man was tanned bronze with brown hair, the muscles on his body going along with Sandra's type.
“How about we help you relax?” Another of the men said as the remaining two sat down at her legs, gently placing their hands on her ankles and trapping Sandra's legs to the mattress while their free hands idly played with her legs, starting the same stroking as the other two along her thighs.
Sandra gasped at these new sensations and a smile began to tug at her lips. Even already, it began to tickle her and she twitched as the fingers traced up her thighs, causing her to giggle. That's when the two men at her arms gently pushed them down and all four limbs now sank down into the bed, trapping Sandra completely.
“Now, now. You want to relax.” The Hispanic man said in a low voice, making Sandra gulp as she felt a shiver of arousal go through her “You can't do that if you're moving about all the time now, can you?”
“I-I can try!” Sandra countered nervously, feeling the butterflies in her tummy multiply and grow as she realised just how helpless she was. These four men could do exactly what she wished for and then some, giving her her wildest dreams. It was embarrassing, but Sandra saw her nipples already harden through her thin bra, her body even more eager to do this than her mind was.
Chuckling at that, the Hispanic man stroked his finger down the inside of her arm, past her elbow and getting close to her armpit “No need. We'll do everything for, and to, you. Just lie back and take it.”
Biting her lip a little, Sandra had to fight back the urge to giggle from the light teasing and moan from the man's words. She knew he was just an artificial construct, but everything she was feeling right now was incredibly real. Four sets of fingers were smoothly stroking over her arms and legs, keeping up a gentle, teasing touch that nevertheless made Sandra grin widely and wiggle against the bed.
“See? You're relaxing already.” The Hispanic man cooed “Now, let's move onto the next part.”
As he said that, Sandra felt the fingers on her arms finally move down to her armpits and the fingers on her thighs sped up their teasing and ticklish movements. She reacted quickly as her giggles became more frantic and her body wiggled from the ticklish feelings now moving to more vulnerable spots.
“Ohohononoohohooo!!” Sandra protested, feeling the fingers tease around her armpits, stroking gently over the smooth skin as the two men each had a finger slowly circling inside of them. With her sensitivity, even those gentle touches were enough to get Sandra riled up. Her head began to shake as she already began to get overwhelmed from it all and they were barely even starting.
The four men continued with their slight touches stroking over Sandra's thighs and underarms. She had always been sensitive to tickling, as her husband had taken advantage of more times than she could count. More than hard tickling with fingers digging into sensitive spots though, it was the softest of touches that turned her into a giggling wreck, as well as lit a fire of arousal deep within her.
“Are you enjoying this, Sandra?” The Hispanic man asked, a long finger wiggling right into the centre of her hollow “Do you love the tickle, tickle, tickles?”
The teasing talk only provoked more laughter as Sandra felt a blush cross her face. She almost regretted putting this into her request on what to do, with how easy it was to fluster her from such talk. On the other hand, she had to stifle a moan as those same words only made her more horny. It was embarrassing how easy this was to them, but she craved even more of it.
The tickling on her thighs had moved to the inside of them, the fingers skittering up and down as they got closer and closer to her womanhood with each rise, but never reached the wanted spot. The quick movements of the fingers rising up to just below her groin and back down again was maddeningly delightful and caused more than a few gasps to come from Sandra outright.
“Stahahhaapppteeasiinnggg!!” Sandra protested as the fingers yet again crawled up her thighs and down again, her entire body quivering with lust.
The men around Sandra chuckled, the sound just furthering Sandra's feelings of utter helplessness and sending a wave of arousal washing over her once again “But you like being teased.” The Hispanic man pointed out “You love being tickled all over. We're going to do that, tickle, tickle you on your body, strip you naked and tickle you till you can't take it anymore. You're our ticklish little plaything.”
If it wasn't for the fact that she was being forced to giggle relentlessly from the tickles, Sandra would have turned to utter mush from those words alone. Almost all of her buttons were being pressed right now and her head spun. The tanned man reached down and turned his attention to her belly, his fingers flicking over her stomach as it quivered with laughter.
“Shall I tease your belly?” The tanned man whispered in a way that made Sandra's mouth run dry “I bet you're ticklish there. I bet you'll go crazy if we tickle your tummy.”
If the two men hadn't been holding down her hands, Sandra would have tried slipping one down to start rubbing herself right now. As it was, she was 'forced' to endure the tickles on her body, the finger wiggling into her armpit, the flicking and teasing over her belly and the strokes up and down her thighs. A part of her almost resented how easy they were playing with her. The rest simply wanted more.
“Ohohoohehehehtoohohoomuuucchhh!!” Sandra giggled. She had only really experienced this type of thing with Richard before and hadn't taken into account the jump from one person teasing her to four. She was learning about her miscalculation now though.
“Too much? But we've barely even begun.” This Hispanic man, leaning in closely and planting a kiss on her face, it being just as soft and sensual as the rest of the treatment Sandra was getting “Or is it because you're a tickly little girl? You are, aren't you? A helpless, giggly girl.”
The more he spoke, the more Sandra was convinced that he was telling the truth, that she was just helplessly ticklish. Her mind began to lose all cohesion as the sensual touches they were applying to her overwhelmed everything else. She wanted them to stop, she wanted them to carry on, she wanted them to make it a hundred times more intense. It was wonderfully unbearable.
Adding to things was the fact that the other three men began to mix up their tickling with kisses as well. Their lips planed soft kisses along her thighs and belly, causing Sandra to let out a high-pitched squeal like a kettle on the boil. The tickling was enough, did they really have to pepper her body with the kisses as well?!
“How's our giggly little girl handling things now?” The Hispanic man asked, planting a soft kiss on both of Sandra's cheeks “Seems like you're enjoying it. You're all hot under the collar.”
Sandra could hardly deny this, she was hot all over, completely aroused and her body radiated heat as a result. Even her bikini felt stifling right now, especially with how damp she was down below. The fingers teasing her belly began to really amp things up as they skirted over her panty line, getting so close to her crotch and teasing Sandra by avoiding it. The tickling on that spot would have gotten her hot before, now, she was all but broken by it.
“NohohoHOOHAAYEHEHHEOOhhsttahhaappp!!” She cried out, trying to pull her legs together and rub them, anything to increase the pleasure and push her over the edge.
“Why would we stop? You love this. You love the ticky-tickles.” The Hispanic man said before kissing Sandra on her cheek once more, his hand moving down to her bikini top “Maybe you'll like it more if I play with your tits? Want me to do that? All you have to do is ask nicely and the top comes off.”
Moans and laughter broke through in equal measure as Sandra felt the four-way attack on her body continue. The tickling on her thighs had turned to pinching on the insides, fingers gently digging in and making her legs jolt from each ticklish pinch given to her. Added to that were the kisses pressing over the fronts of her thighs, working in just the right way to make Sandra's toes curl.
The Hispanic man and tanned man were playing with her upperbody just as well. The Hispanic man played with the area just below Sandra's breasts, stroking from side to side and prodding into her ribs whenever he reached them. The tanned man's hand played with the lower belly with ticklish strokes, swiping just above her groin in particular and flicking his fingers across the skin. He even places his mouth against her stomach and kissed against her navel time and time again, making sure they were timed with the swishing of his fingers.
Gasping, moaning, laughing and squealing, it was everything Sandra had hoped for and still ran roughshod over her. She couldn't take this level of teasing for too long, craving more “TaahahahakkeieitttoohohohohoooOOFFFFF!!” She cried out pleadingly, wanting her entire bikini to fly off at this point if it meant being touched more.
“Gladly.” The Hispanic man purred, his slight tug on the bikini top managing to easily pull it away and expose Sandra's large breasts. She felt grateful to the freedom afforded to them now, no longer confined to the material of the clothing, although some embarrassment came to her. Despite the four figures essentially being holograms, begging them to remove her bikini top made her feel even more flustered than before.
Whatever relief Sandra got from the release of her breasts, it was soon lost as the tanned man brought his mouth to her tits and kissed her hard nipples. Gaping like a fish, Sandra felt a surge of ecstasy crash through her body, overwhelming her almost completely. Her breasts had always been sensitive and she quickly realised that this could be used against her.
“Does someone have ticklish titties?” The Hispanic man asked, bringing the issue to the front and having Sandra anticipate her hopes and fears being brought to reality. Richard had tickled her breasts before plenty of times in the past, but this was a level of intensity she had not experienced before.
Looking to answer the question, the Hispanic man stroked a finger over the undersides of Sandra's tits, swishing it from side to side over the jiggling mounds. Already a giggling mess, Sandra began to laugh properly now, arching her hips as the ticklish sensations worked over her breasts, the light touch all that was needed to bring her to hysteria.
Her more forced struggles only saw the four men pin her down to the bed with ease. She couldn't even lift a limb with the gentle pressure placed upon then. Sandra was completely and utterly hopeless and that realisation just aroused her further. She was an utter mess as her body shined with a thin sheen of sweat and tears poked out of her eyes as she began to cry with laughter. It was too much and yet, not enough.
The pleasure increased yet again as the Hispanic man and tanned man brought their mouths to Sandra's breasts, kissing and licking the nipples softly as their hands stroked and teased along the sides and undersides of her tits. Their finger tips barely even grazed over the skin at times, but it was still enough to send Sandra into the throes of hysterical arousal.
The two men on her legs hadn't stopped throughout all this, wiggling their fingers against the spot where her thighs met her groin. It was gentle, but incessant tickling that had Sandra ready to cackle. Her legs shook as she tried to pull away, but the hard light holograms had a grip on her that couldn't be broken. They were so close to the area she wanted the most tickling on, but completely denied it.
With one final kiss to the nipple, the Hispanic man pulled back and smiled down at Sandra “Shall we tickle your pussy as well?” He murmured, just close enough for her to hear “Get you completely naked and tickle, tickle, tickle you where you want it?”
The tickling on Sandra's breasts hadn't relented as he asked this, in fact, it had only gotten worse as the Hispanic man pinched and flicked her hard nipple as he spoke. The sensations coursed down to between her legs and left her on the brink of cumming, but not pushed over it. At this point, she was desperate for anything to finally do that and broke completely.
“YEHEHHEEEESSS!!! TIICKLEHEHELLMEEHEHEE!!! FUUHUHUCCKKMEHEHEHEEEE!!! ANYHEHEHEHTHHINGGAAA!!” Sandra cried out, meaning every word. She would have gladly gone without a shred of clothing at all if it meant one of these men could make her cum.
“Since you asked so nicely...” The Hispanic man said in a tone that would have been incredibly infuriating, but when compared to the sexual frustration Sandra was going through, she bare noticed it. When the two men and her legs pulled down Sandra's wet bikini bottoms to expose her completely, another wave of relief washed through her.
Her nudity wouldn't go long without being taken advantage of though, as one of the men at her legs brought a hand up to her wet pussy and stroked a finger across it, making Sandra hiss and throw her hips up almost violently. She was so sensitive down there that it was almost unreal. The light touch would have normally tickled, but now, it was impossible to feel anything other than the pleasure.
“Shall we tease you down there? Is that what you want?” The Hispanic man asked, his tone as teasing as ever and Sandra watched as one of the men at her feet held his hand next to her womanhood, curling and uncurling his fingers, getting ready to strike “Or something... harder?”
“Harder! Harder! Please!” Sandra all but begged, the arousal within her at unbearable levels at this point and all she wanted was to cum. The thought of having one of the holograms do this to her was rather exciting and she wondered what they'd feel like.
Thankfully, the answer was fast in coming as the Hispanic man stripped naked, showing himself to be eye-catchingly large down there. He crawled onto the bed, posed over Sandra as he smiled down at the naked woman and then thrust himself inside of her.
The pleasure went through Sandra like a shot and her body almost convulsed from how intense it self. She let out a strong moan and wrapped her arms around the Hispanic man as his erection pushed in deep before he began to pick up a rhythm as he worked in and out of her pussy. Sandra hugged him tightly and quivered as she got closer to an orgasm.
It didn't take long for that to be reached. With several strong thrusts, Sandra was pushed over the edge in record time, screaming as the orgasm hit her with the force of a truck. Her entire body arched and felt like it was on fire from the sheer ecstasy coursing through her. Sandra had no idea how long it lasted for, but didn't want it to stop. Her eyes closed, she only focused on the pleasure, her entire body shaking with pure delight.
All too soon, it ended though and she was left lying on the bed, panting heavily and basking the euphoria of the post orgasm washing over her. Sandra felt all but ready to close her eyes and fall into a deep sleep when something fluttered in front of her face, forcing her to bring her attention to it. When she did, a chill went through her.
The long, wispy feather was one of eight that was being wielded by the four men around her. They were peacock feathers and the sort that would have made Sandra giggle pleasantly in all other circumstances. Now though, after the strongest orgasm she'd ever had in her life, the thought of them on her body was unbearable.
“W-Wait!” Sandra protested “Th-The session's over, right?”
“Spouse surprise.” The Hispanic man replied.
Sandra groaned, having forgotten about that. As a way to add even more spice into their scenarios, her and Richard had added something into each program that would give a twist to what they wanted. Sandra had been a bit cruel with hers, but Richard seemed to have returned the favour alright.
“You-You're going to tickle me with those feathers?” Sandra asked, suddenly feeling incredibly helpless and excited at the mere thought of it.
“Until you cum once again, yes.” The Hispanic man replied, his smile positively evil at this point “We understand it might take a long time, but that's all part of the fun.”
As the eight feathers began to tickle her naked body, stroking over her bare skin, Sandra couldn't argue. The wispy touches stroking over her breasts and between her legs were wonderfully unbearable and she couldn't find herself getting too angry at Richard for it. She simply laid back and became a giggly, aroused mess while the feathers did their work.
All in all, this was turning out to be the best holiday ever.
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Richard couldn't help but feel a little nervous as he laid down on the X-frame, his limbs soon spread into the right shape as he laid back against the cushioned surface. He grinned a little as he felt the excitement start to go through him, realising what was about to happen. He had been looking forward to this ever since they had started planning this holiday and it was finally about to happen.
He knew Sandra had long loved the idea of a scenario of being worked over by a gang, although she did get rather shy about expressing it at times. He had brought up the subject so she'd be able to consider it fully, although Richard would admit that the idea that he'd get to experience it as well was a part of it.
Like Sandra, Richard had a major tickling kink that he loved to explore with her. Unlike her though, he much preferred to be mercilessly tickled when it came to it. No soft touches or strokes, but an out and out torturous session that had him begging for mercy. Paradiso gave him such an opportunity and he was ready to take it.
He had chosen a dungeon setting for his fantasy, an underground room with soft lighting and furniture padded with red leather. On one of the walls was a set of various tools designed for tickling hanging on a display. Brushes, feathers and back scratchers caught his eye and had Richard imagining what they could be used for with nervous anticipation.
As the holographic constructs finished tying Richard down, he couldn't help but let his eyes wander over them. Sandra had teased him about his choices, all four being tall, leggy, blonde and big breasted, saying he was lacking in imagination. Richard conceded the point, but it was still his fantasy, so why not go with what he wanted?
The four women stepped back, admiring their handiwork as they looked Richard up and down. He was tall, having several inches on Sandra and was heavily tanned from his time back on his home planet, his skin a healthy looking bronze colour. His hair was dark and neatly cut, framing a face with green eyes and a face usually set with a smile.
The smile was a good deal more nervous than normal as he looked up at the four women surrounding him. As much as he and Sandra loved to play games, this was something entirely different. Already, he started to get hard as the naked blondes around him smiled in a sultry manner.
“Are you comfortable?” One of them asked, her voice set to being sultry from the get go.
“Y-Yeah.” Richard replied, licking his lips as the four women began to take up positions around him, being very close to his ticklish spots. Although, his entire body counted as a ticklish spot on its own.
“Then we can begin.” Was the answer as the women raised their hands and shot them forward right over Richard's body. There was no waiting or foreplay at all as the women simply descended upon him like a pack of wolves, their fingers going for any ticklish spot they could find. They were brutal and looked to be merciless, exactly how Richard wanted.
All four women were leaning over him, their fingers darting towards his ticklish skin and starting to scratch it. His sides, belly, armpits and thighs all got it together, the women working well together to really amp up the treatment from the get go. Richard broke into laughter the instant the fingers touched him, already wired up for the teasing. He was very sensitive to any kind of ticklish touch, this was the first time that it'd be this kind of intensity though.
“How do you like that, little boy?” One of the blondes asked him in a harsh voice “You're our ticklish toy now, how does it feel?”
Jumping up as much as he could in his bondage, Richard shook his head in an attempt to be defiant, there as no point in giving in just yet. It was more fun to make them get him as much as they could, to force him to break. Richard was determined to hold on for as long as possible. He wasn't going to give in just from the first touch.
The women weren't deterred by this at all, not that they would be and continued on their attack. Fingers scratched and raked against Richard's body, the tanned man twisting about as much as he could in his bonds as the fingers darted here and there into his sensitive spots. He thought Sandra was a wicked tickler, but all four of these ladies easily put paid to that notion.
The woman at his thighs knew exactly what she was doing as she dug her nails into the area, pinching and poking the soft skin on the insides of his legs. Such touches could have made Richard easily laugh helplessly on their own, especially as she got closer to his crotch with each passing moment. The tickling was sending shockwaves right to the area and his erection was rapidly growing.
The two women on his midriff had a wealth of different targets to go for, raking their nails up and down Richard's sides, scratching over his toned stomach and making his howl. Their wickedest technique was their focus on Richard's lower belly, however. Tickling there was a good way to make his muscles contract, he knew, and the extra pressure made his erection that much harder. It made the tickling and his arousal that much more intense.
The final blonde rested at Richard's armpits, her breasts pressing against his head as she cooed into his ear, teasing as well as tickling. Her fingers scraped against his pits, the hair in them offering no protection as her nails were incredibly effective at sending bursts of ticklish energy right through Richard. He was very ticklish all over, but the four women were exploiting that fact to its utmost.
“You're just a tickly boy, aren't you?” The blonde cooed into Richard's ear “Ticklish tummy and ticklish pitties. I bet you just love being our toy. Wish we could do this all day...”
“STHHAHAHAAAAPPP!!” Richard cried out, still defiant even if the hologram was completely accurate. His erection was at full mast now, the pressure on the muscles in his lower stomach giving him a full hard on that already felt like it was straining. The tickling was wonderfully maddening as well, just the level of incredibly intensity that he craved.
“Not until you admit you're our tickly boy.” The blonde whispered into his ear once more as her fingers dove right into his pits “Kitchy, kitchy...”
The words seemed to get the other three upping their game as well. The tickling somehow grew in intensity as the women scratched faster and harder against Richard's naked body. He thrust his hips in the air uncontrollably from the tickling, the woman at his thighs making her hands rise to be so agonisingly close to his balls, ready to start tickling there at a moment's notice.
The tickling by such beautiful figures was enough to get Richard feeling particularly horny, their nails dancing over his body having gotten him fully erect by now. Noticing this just made them redouble their efforts as one of the women at his torso leaned over and began to lap at his belly, her tongue dragging against his lower stomach.
The warm, rough sensations that came from that made Richard moan and practically wheeze from laughter. The tongue working him over seemed to be hardwired directly to his cock and it twitched hard with each lap of the tongue against his belly. It was something that Sandra had discovered to be particularly effective against him and it was being used very well now.
“Ooh, someone's loving this, aren't they?” The blonde at his ear whispered “You're just a naughty boy who wants to be tickled, aren't you? Feel the licks down there and my fingers up here. Kitchy, kitchy...”
By now, Richard could only focus on the tickling and his overwhelming arousal. He had plenty of similar sessions with Sandra, but he had failed to account for how four people would be far more intense than one. So many tickle spots exploited at once and with the whispers in his ear, Richard couldn't remember the last time that he was this aroused. It was intense and he was loving every second of it.
Suddenly, Richard felt a hand grip around his hard cock and slide up and down it slightly. His laughter became mixed with a low groan before the tickling overwhelmed him once more, especially as the blond on his thighs had started to gently tickle his balls. She used two fingers to scratch soft against his sack, causing him to positively scream and lunge as much as he could in his bondage. His balls had always been a sensitive spot and any tickling there was enough to make him utterly powerless. Sandra loved using that little factoid against him in their sessions.
“Mm, such ticklish balls.” The blonde said “If you want a break on them, we can give that. All you have to do is ask nicely.”
Despite the promise, Richard was determined to cling on and not give in. The tickling had reached a level of intensity that he hadn't thought he could handle before. The fingers digging into his armpits and scratching away there, the tongue lapping at his lower belly, the hands tickling over his ribs and sides. Finally, there were the fingers lightly teasing and stroking over his balls in just the right manner to make him lose himself almost completely in the tickling.
His determination to not give in was quickly wavering under the assault. He was gasping, howling, laughing uncontrollably and felt an ache in his loins that was impossible to ignore. Every stroke and lick just pushed him towards giving in. As much as he loved being tickled, this was getting to be too much.
“Such a strong one...” The blonde whispered into his ear again “But you can't take this forever. Just ask nicely and the tickle tickles will stop. Kitchy, kitch-.”
“STAHAHAHAAAAPPPPLELEASEEHSTTAAPPP!!” Richard cried out, finally breaking as the tickling everywhere was just too much, even for him. He needed a break, a chance to breath and for someone to see to his erection.
He'd get the first two at least as the women broke off the tickling, giving him a much needed respite and Richard giggled and panted for air as the women held off on him. That is, until one of them clambered on top of him, straddling his waist as she looked down with a smile, the other three taking up positions around his body.
“You've been so good, I think you deserve a reward.” The blonde said as she pressed her body against Richard's, sliding his cock inside of her. Richard moaned hard, the feeling being as warm and sensual as from a real person. Whoever designed this holographic system had more than earned their wages from doing so.
There wasn't time for Richard to really enjoy the sensations as the tickling began once again. One of the women had taken a feather from the tools on the wall and was fluttering it over his balls, the wispy touch both maddeningly arousing and a frustratingly soft tickle that made his skin almost crawl.
The other women exploited his other spots as the one at his feet began to suck at his toes, her tongue wrapping around and flicking against the stems while she raked her fingers up and down the other foot. The mixture of pleasure and different tickling techniques was overwhelming, especially as the sucking on the toes of his left foot was felt. For some reason, Richard's left foot had always been more sensitive than his right, whether being tickled or other sensations, leading to this being absolutely overwhelming for him and all the more arousing.
The third blonde remained by his head, her large breasts pressing against his head as she wriggled her fingers deep into his armpits and danced up and down his ribs, giving him an all out tickle assault while he writhed in his bondage. He was all the more sensitive now with the riding on his cock and sucking on his feet. He was completely lost in a haze of sensations that was both wonderful and mind-breaking.
“Such a sensitive, tickly boy.” The blonde said “I bet you're loving this. Don't worry, we're going to do this for a long time. We're going to treat you so nicely, because you're our tickle toy.”
Those words were effective in turning Richard into something to just be played with, even if he wasn't being tickled. That he was being teased physically as well as verbally only effected him all the more and he lost all higher thought. Only the words, tickling and fucking had his attention now, especially as the last one built up.
The blonde riding Richard didn't hold back, practically bouncing on top of him as she rode him cowgirl style. The feeling of her doing that was almost enough to send him into a sexual bliss, but that feather swishing over his balls, as light and teasing as it was, just prevented Richard from fully losing himself in the pleasure. He was constantly brought back down to it and it was maddening.
Completely giving in to the four-way attack, Richard shifted his hips in time with the blonde working him over, both pressing hard into the other, although Richard was mostly acting out of instinct at this point, his mind too lost in the different sensations to be able to concentrate on much of anything.
“Oh, that must feel so good! Are you ready to cum now?” The blonde at Richard's ear said huskily “I can feel you shaking, quivering. Just let go. Be a good boy and cum. That's all you need to do.”
The words pushed Richard further and further into his building orgasm, making his desire rise to new heights. Being ridden as his erection felt the wet warmth around it, the sucking on his toes and the tickling on his balls and other spots were pushing him to the inevitable. Within seconds of hearing the blonde speak, Richard screamed in pure ecstasy as he came, feeling himself gush as he exploded inside the woman on top of him, pushing him to a thunderous climax.
The orgasm overrode everything else in his mind, he wasn't even sure if he was still being tickled, so great was the pleasure. When it finally started to recede, he realised that the tickling had stopped and he was being given a blessed break. The blonde had slipped off his body and gave him a smile while patting him on his cock, causing Richard to flinch slightly. Even the light touch there was like a jolt through his now hyper-sensitive cock.
“How was that?” The blonde by his head asked, her hand running through his hair in a soothing fashion.
“Great, but exhausting.” Richard said, letting out a sigh. It had been intense, but supremely satisfying.
“That's good. We'll give you a moment and then start the second round.”
Those words were like icy water going down Richard's spine and he opened his eyes wide in shock “S-Second round?” He asked, his voice shaking slightly.
“Out of four. You did remember about the spouse surprise, didn't you?”
No, he hadn't. Granted, being tickled and teased by four naked women would tend to distract you from things like that. Richard did recall that he had done something very similar for Sandra's her spouse surprise, he supposed this was karma laughing at him and he'd be joining it shortly. The blonde at his feet ran her fingers up his thigh, making him gasp and arch his back slightly. With her fingers so close to his groin, he could feel that go right through him and he felt stirrings down there once more, far more intense than before.
“Now, let's get back to it.” The blonde said as her two counterparts went over to the tool rack and returned with a back scratcher each. They then took up positions at Richard's feet as the fourth blonde began to straddle him once more. His cock was only half-erect at this point, but still slid into her easily.
Richard let out a choked moan at those sensations and his eyes closed as he felt the blonde press her tits against his head once more. He had barely even begun to recover from the last one and he was excepted to have another session? Despite what was happening, Richard began to grin without needing to be tickled. This was his holiday after all and he was going to revel in what was going to happen.
As the back scratchers started to rake up and down Richard's soles and the blonde began to grind against his cock, he started to let out a strained laugh mixed with moans. Everything was far more intense than before, unbearable and intoxicating all at once. He felt as if he'd go mad if this was going to go on for much longer. And then he remembered that there was still two more sessions after this one.
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Another commission piece I worked on where a couple go to a planet where every fantasy can be catered to. Hope everyone enjoys.
