Lee47
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A LAUGH RIOT
As a well-built man working at a minimum-security women's prison, I take a fair amount of harassment, not only from the female prisoners but from my lady co-workers as well. Barely a day goes by that I don't get my ass swatted or my leg brushed against by the female officers, and of course the women who are locked up there are always whistling and making comments as they check me out. Frequently, despite my warning that I'm making rounds, I "surprise" prisoners in the briefest of their underwear or nude in the shower or their cells, inevitably resulting in a come-on. So I guess in retrospect the events of the riot shouldn't have surprised me.
In the general confusion at the start of the riot, I was grabbed at knife-point and forced into a cell, where three women stood guard on me as the rest fanned out to secure the building. My guards were not the toughest of the group- those women were busy siezing control of the housing unit. They were, however, the most attractive- Nicole, a busty blonde; Janelle, a gorgeous black woman; and Ginger, a petite redhead. Ginger shut the door of the cell and eyed me with undisguised lust.
"We're going to be here awhile, Lee," she whispered. "We might as well do something to keep us amused. How 'bout you let us get busy on you?" "Yeah," agreed Nicole. "I haven't had a cock in me for so long. I think all three of us want to have some fun." I refused, knowing that willingly giving in, even at knifepoint, would certainly cost me my job and end up with me behind bars.
"Strip," Janelle commanded. "We need your uniform for our escape later." At knifepoint, I undressed to my boxers. Just then, several women came by. They now had several sets of handcuffs, including my own. They gave Nicole and Ginger a set each, while Janelle had already pocketed mine. The others left again, after murmuring something to my guards and giggling.
"We can't have you running around loose, Lee," said Nicole. "We're going to have to cuff you to the bunk." "On your back," added Janelle.
As I laid down, Janelle and Nicole grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms through the bunk frame, cuffing them on the other side. At the same time, Ginger yanked my shoes and socks off, then cuffed my ankles to the foot of the bunk, pulling my legs wide apart. Despite the fact that three sexy women were restraining me on a bed- a fantasy come true- I had to resist any urge to respond, even when they cut my boxers off, leaving me naked and even more helpless than before.
"You're kind of soft there, Lee," teased Ginger, staring at my cock. "Don't we make you hot? Aren't we pretty?"
"He's making himself limp," Nicole said. "I think we need to overcome his resistance if we're going to get any fun out of him. Maybe a little striptease will help? After all the excitement, I'm so horny, I really need to blow off some steam." Nicole then started slowly, seductively peeling off her clothes. Her breasts were big yet firm, with tight red nipples. It was all I could do not to respond as she caressed herself, flicking her fingernails over her nipples, then sliding her fingers down to her pussy. Ginger and Janelle joined in. Ginger's tits were small but perfectly shaped, while Janelle's ass was her outstanding feature. All three of them had long hair which they tossed from side to side as they stripped. With an enormous effort, I limited my cock to a few twitches, determined not to let them make me aroused. Soon the three of them were leaning over me nude, Ginger caressing my chest and stomach while Nicole stroked my thighs and Janelle rubbed my cock. I was going nuts trying not to get horny, trying to remember that these women were criminals.
"He's not going to let himself get hard," announced Janelle. "We have to make him. There's one way I know that's sure to get a man horny, whether he wants to be or not." She leaned over, so her breath gently brushed my ear as she murmured, "We'll have to tickle him."
My cock jumped a mile as I heard those words. Since my cousin Stacy had tied me to a tree in her back yard and tickled me, when we were both eighteen, I had been fantasizing about being tied and tickled. We had been running around the pool in our bathing suits when she saw that I had a boner. She accused me of staring at her body (which, to be honest, I had been- she had a great body), then tripped me up and twisted my arm behind my back until I agreed to let her punish me. She used a clothesline to tie my wrists together above my head, tying the other end to a low branch, then she mercilessly attacked my ribs, underarms, and feet until I was whimpering amidst my laughter. Stacy saw that I still had an erection- if anything it was bigger than before. "This is turning you on, isn't it?" she asked, grinning wickedly. "Do you want to see me nude?" She stripped off her bikini top, revealing her perfect 34C breasts, capped with dark pink, rock-hard nipples; then she pulled off her thong, letting me see her young moist pussy with its neat triangle of dark red pubic hair. She straddled me, letting me suck her nipples until she was moaning, then shoved her virgin pussy in my face so I could eat her to orgasm. All the while she lightly tickled and teased my underarms, ribs, and stomach, skittering her fingers from spot to spot. Finally she pulled my shorts off, revealing my hard-on. Stacy proceeded to slowly, teasingly masturbate me. I didn't know where she had learned her technique, but it felt better than anything I had ever done to my young cock. The only problem was, where I would have just kept going until I came, Stacy got me harder than I had ever been in my life, but then just kept teasing, making me whimper helplessly as she brought me to the edge of an orgasm and kept me there, on a hair-trigger, yet not allowing me to cum. Then Stacy ran her tongue under my sensitive balls, making me jump a mile. She tickled my helpless shaft and the head of my cock for what seemed like hours, interspersed with bouts of foot- and underarm-tickling, before finally sucking my dick while tickling my balls, making me cum like a volcano. For the next six years, until she moved away, Stacy regularly tied and tickled me, even fucking me from time to time, and a few times letting me tie and tickle her. I even tickled her titties and clit with a feather, driving her out of her mind, begging to cum, until I gave in and fucked her to orgasm.
Janelle somehow seemed to read all this in my eyes as she grinned wickedly. She directed Nicole and Ginger to my helpless feet, while she poised herself over my crotch. On her command, the blonde and her redhead partner started torturing my feet with their long fingernails. Nicole flicked her fingers rapidly over every part of my left foot, top and bottom, dancing from one ticklish spot to the next, while Ginger concentrated on scratching my heel with one hand and the ball of my foot with the other; then she started licking my arch with her hot, wet tongue, driving me out of my mind with laughter. As the tickling overwhelmed me, I felt my balls contract and the blood rushing into my cock, just as Janelle had known it would. She smiled sensuously down at me, then licked her full lips.
"You've got a real tasty-looking cock there, Lee," she whispered. "But is it... ticklish?" She started brushing her fingertips lightly all around the head of my cock. I immediately started screaming with laughter as she teased me and tormented me. Within moments I was on the edge of orgasm. That's when Janelle's other hand went to work, tickling under my balls and along my perinium. At the same time, Ginger and Nicole continued their attacks on my helpless feet, sucking and licking my toes as their fingers tortured and teased all the most sensitive spots of each foot. The combined sensations drove me to a new level of horniness, one I didn't even know existed. I forgot where I was, who they were, even who I was. I just wanted to cum. I started begging helplessly, whimpering with every stroke of their fingers on my feet, cock, and balls.
"I know an awful lot about tickling," Janelle whispered as she continued torturing my helpless cock and balls. "Did you know I'm here because I worked in a massage parlor? They called it prostitution, can you imagine that? Anyway... this was my specialty. I would tie men down and tickle until they came. But I found out that after they cum, men are even more ticklish. That's when I really enjoyed my job. I could tickle a man until he came, then tickle until he was insane with the need to cum again... after which he was more ticklish and more horny, so he wanted to cum some more... over and over. I tickled some men into cumming ten times in one session, do you believe that? So if you really want to cum, I'll let you... but afterwards you'll be tickled even worse. Do you understand?" "Yes... Please!!!!" I begged. "Please, tickle my cock! I need to cum!!!"
Janelle smiled again. Then, instead of tickling, she lowered her head and sucked my aching cock into her dark, full, wet lips. Her breasts brushed my chest as her tongue went to work, flicking and caressing the most sensitive spot on my body, so gently that I was still unable to cum. Meanwhile her evil fingers kept tickling my balls. Finally, when I started weeping in frustration, she gave in and started sucking my cock until I came with the most exquisite orgasm I had ever had.
"Now, it's Nicole's turn," Janelle said. "But we have to keep you hard, don't we?" With that, Janelle took Nicole and Ginger's place at my feet, tickling both at once, while Nicole started tickling my balls and Ginger attacked my underarms. In seconds, I was hard again; in a few minutes I was begging. The three were merciless, tickling and tickling without end. Eventually, after I had begged to cum again, Nicole straddled me and slid my cock into her wet pussy, riding me until she came, as Janelle and Ginger tickled me one-handed as they also stroked their own pussies. Only after all three of them came did Nicole clench her **** around my cock and give me relief; but only temporarily, as they resumed tickling my even more sensitive body. This time, along with their fingers, all three used their tongues. As sensitive as I was, every lick sent waves of tickling through me. Ginger licked from the base of my balls to the tip of my cock, over and over, teasing and tickling every inch; then she started swirling her long red hair around and over my groin, tickling every nerve at once. Janelle tickled my feet with her hair, while Nicole tickled one underarm with her fingers and licked the other. Once more I was going insane with the tickling and the need to cum. Finally, after they had all brought themselves off again, Ginger mounted me in reverse, so I was staring at her tight ass, longing to touch and fondle it as she rode me. Then she reached down and started tickling my balls again, fingering her own clit at the same time. My thrashing and screaming beneath her made her cum again just as I did.
I don't know how long they tickle-tortured me; I lost track of how many times I was forced to cum, only to have to endure more tickling afterwards. Suddenly, there was noise and confusion as a crowd of bodies piled into the cell, dragging my beloved tormentors away... and I could hardly believe it, but I moaned in disappointment as the torture came to an end. Then, as the nude women were taken away in handcuffs, I saw who among my co-workers had been the first to rescue me... Connie, a petite girl with long blonde hair and an amazingly sweet, round, firm ass... Susie, a short, curvaceous redhead... Renee, a Hispanic beauty with glossy black hair down to her waist... and my incredibly buxom, flirtatious supervisor, Dianna... four single women who I had masturbated and fantasized about time and again, who were now staring down at my naked, helpless, horny body... their eyes locking onto my erect, aching cock... and smiling... it seemed they had located me by the sound of my insane, horny, ticklish laughter... and now they were closing the cell door again, and stripping...
All through that long night I was tickle-tortured, as first Connie, then Renee, Susie, and finally Dianna let me suck their tits and eat their pussies until they came, while my feet, ribs, and balls were mercilessly tickle-tortured. They used their fingers, hair, teeth and tongues to keep me on the verge of orgasm, holding me on the edge while I was forced to pleasure them. My every raw nerve was tickled endlessly. While Dianna and Susie tickled my feet and Connie tortured my underarms, Renee straddled my chest, her gorgeous ass in my face; wrapped a handful of that beautiful silky hair around the base of my cock, letting it fall down over my ticklish balls and asshole; slid her full wet lips around my cockhead and, while one hand used that incredible hair to tickle and torment my helpless balls, she sucked and stroked me until I screamed with the agony of my need, but teasingly refused to let me cum... At long last, Dianna straddled my legs and squeezed her huge breasts around my cock, pressing her breastbone against the head of my aching penis, letting me fuck the tits that I had fantasized about so often. I came like a geyser, shooting cum all over her tits. I watched as the other three slowly licked Dianna's breasts clean. Then Dianna slid her wet **** onto my still-hard cock, fucking me to another orgasm. Susie gently fondled my balls while Connie and Renee licked and sucked my toes. I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
I had to quit my job after that, but it didn't matter... my four beautiful tormentors kept me for their pleasure... I was imprisoned by my own lust for the wonderful agony they inflicted on me day and night... I finally understood the truth that, since my cousin had tickled and teased me all those years ago, that was the one thing I wanted most from any woman... and my four beautiful tickling mistresses were happy to give it. Two, three, four, even all five of us at a time, tickled away blissful days and nights. They would torment me with makeup brushes, paint brushes, ice cubes, silk scarves, feathers, and of course their fingers, hair, teeth and tongues, until I begged for relief, at which point they would tickle twice as hard, until eventually I was stroked or sucked or fucked to orgasm.
Soon, of course, their deliciously naughty minds decided it would be fun for them to be tied up and on the receiving end of a good tickle-torture, too... but that's another story....................
As a well-built man working at a minimum-security women's prison, I take a fair amount of harassment, not only from the female prisoners but from my lady co-workers as well. Barely a day goes by that I don't get my ass swatted or my leg brushed against by the female officers, and of course the women who are locked up there are always whistling and making comments as they check me out. Frequently, despite my warning that I'm making rounds, I "surprise" prisoners in the briefest of their underwear or nude in the shower or their cells, inevitably resulting in a come-on. So I guess in retrospect the events of the riot shouldn't have surprised me.
In the general confusion at the start of the riot, I was grabbed at knife-point and forced into a cell, where three women stood guard on me as the rest fanned out to secure the building. My guards were not the toughest of the group- those women were busy siezing control of the housing unit. They were, however, the most attractive- Nicole, a busty blonde; Janelle, a gorgeous black woman; and Ginger, a petite redhead. Ginger shut the door of the cell and eyed me with undisguised lust.
"We're going to be here awhile, Lee," she whispered. "We might as well do something to keep us amused. How 'bout you let us get busy on you?" "Yeah," agreed Nicole. "I haven't had a cock in me for so long. I think all three of us want to have some fun." I refused, knowing that willingly giving in, even at knifepoint, would certainly cost me my job and end up with me behind bars.
"Strip," Janelle commanded. "We need your uniform for our escape later." At knifepoint, I undressed to my boxers. Just then, several women came by. They now had several sets of handcuffs, including my own. They gave Nicole and Ginger a set each, while Janelle had already pocketed mine. The others left again, after murmuring something to my guards and giggling.
"We can't have you running around loose, Lee," said Nicole. "We're going to have to cuff you to the bunk." "On your back," added Janelle.
As I laid down, Janelle and Nicole grabbed my wrists and pulled my arms through the bunk frame, cuffing them on the other side. At the same time, Ginger yanked my shoes and socks off, then cuffed my ankles to the foot of the bunk, pulling my legs wide apart. Despite the fact that three sexy women were restraining me on a bed- a fantasy come true- I had to resist any urge to respond, even when they cut my boxers off, leaving me naked and even more helpless than before.
"You're kind of soft there, Lee," teased Ginger, staring at my cock. "Don't we make you hot? Aren't we pretty?"
"He's making himself limp," Nicole said. "I think we need to overcome his resistance if we're going to get any fun out of him. Maybe a little striptease will help? After all the excitement, I'm so horny, I really need to blow off some steam." Nicole then started slowly, seductively peeling off her clothes. Her breasts were big yet firm, with tight red nipples. It was all I could do not to respond as she caressed herself, flicking her fingernails over her nipples, then sliding her fingers down to her pussy. Ginger and Janelle joined in. Ginger's tits were small but perfectly shaped, while Janelle's ass was her outstanding feature. All three of them had long hair which they tossed from side to side as they stripped. With an enormous effort, I limited my cock to a few twitches, determined not to let them make me aroused. Soon the three of them were leaning over me nude, Ginger caressing my chest and stomach while Nicole stroked my thighs and Janelle rubbed my cock. I was going nuts trying not to get horny, trying to remember that these women were criminals.
"He's not going to let himself get hard," announced Janelle. "We have to make him. There's one way I know that's sure to get a man horny, whether he wants to be or not." She leaned over, so her breath gently brushed my ear as she murmured, "We'll have to tickle him."
My cock jumped a mile as I heard those words. Since my cousin Stacy had tied me to a tree in her back yard and tickled me, when we were both eighteen, I had been fantasizing about being tied and tickled. We had been running around the pool in our bathing suits when she saw that I had a boner. She accused me of staring at her body (which, to be honest, I had been- she had a great body), then tripped me up and twisted my arm behind my back until I agreed to let her punish me. She used a clothesline to tie my wrists together above my head, tying the other end to a low branch, then she mercilessly attacked my ribs, underarms, and feet until I was whimpering amidst my laughter. Stacy saw that I still had an erection- if anything it was bigger than before. "This is turning you on, isn't it?" she asked, grinning wickedly. "Do you want to see me nude?" She stripped off her bikini top, revealing her perfect 34C breasts, capped with dark pink, rock-hard nipples; then she pulled off her thong, letting me see her young moist pussy with its neat triangle of dark red pubic hair. She straddled me, letting me suck her nipples until she was moaning, then shoved her virgin pussy in my face so I could eat her to orgasm. All the while she lightly tickled and teased my underarms, ribs, and stomach, skittering her fingers from spot to spot. Finally she pulled my shorts off, revealing my hard-on. Stacy proceeded to slowly, teasingly masturbate me. I didn't know where she had learned her technique, but it felt better than anything I had ever done to my young cock. The only problem was, where I would have just kept going until I came, Stacy got me harder than I had ever been in my life, but then just kept teasing, making me whimper helplessly as she brought me to the edge of an orgasm and kept me there, on a hair-trigger, yet not allowing me to cum. Then Stacy ran her tongue under my sensitive balls, making me jump a mile. She tickled my helpless shaft and the head of my cock for what seemed like hours, interspersed with bouts of foot- and underarm-tickling, before finally sucking my dick while tickling my balls, making me cum like a volcano. For the next six years, until she moved away, Stacy regularly tied and tickled me, even fucking me from time to time, and a few times letting me tie and tickle her. I even tickled her titties and clit with a feather, driving her out of her mind, begging to cum, until I gave in and fucked her to orgasm.
Janelle somehow seemed to read all this in my eyes as she grinned wickedly. She directed Nicole and Ginger to my helpless feet, while she poised herself over my crotch. On her command, the blonde and her redhead partner started torturing my feet with their long fingernails. Nicole flicked her fingers rapidly over every part of my left foot, top and bottom, dancing from one ticklish spot to the next, while Ginger concentrated on scratching my heel with one hand and the ball of my foot with the other; then she started licking my arch with her hot, wet tongue, driving me out of my mind with laughter. As the tickling overwhelmed me, I felt my balls contract and the blood rushing into my cock, just as Janelle had known it would. She smiled sensuously down at me, then licked her full lips.
"You've got a real tasty-looking cock there, Lee," she whispered. "But is it... ticklish?" She started brushing her fingertips lightly all around the head of my cock. I immediately started screaming with laughter as she teased me and tormented me. Within moments I was on the edge of orgasm. That's when Janelle's other hand went to work, tickling under my balls and along my perinium. At the same time, Ginger and Nicole continued their attacks on my helpless feet, sucking and licking my toes as their fingers tortured and teased all the most sensitive spots of each foot. The combined sensations drove me to a new level of horniness, one I didn't even know existed. I forgot where I was, who they were, even who I was. I just wanted to cum. I started begging helplessly, whimpering with every stroke of their fingers on my feet, cock, and balls.
"I know an awful lot about tickling," Janelle whispered as she continued torturing my helpless cock and balls. "Did you know I'm here because I worked in a massage parlor? They called it prostitution, can you imagine that? Anyway... this was my specialty. I would tie men down and tickle until they came. But I found out that after they cum, men are even more ticklish. That's when I really enjoyed my job. I could tickle a man until he came, then tickle until he was insane with the need to cum again... after which he was more ticklish and more horny, so he wanted to cum some more... over and over. I tickled some men into cumming ten times in one session, do you believe that? So if you really want to cum, I'll let you... but afterwards you'll be tickled even worse. Do you understand?" "Yes... Please!!!!" I begged. "Please, tickle my cock! I need to cum!!!"
Janelle smiled again. Then, instead of tickling, she lowered her head and sucked my aching cock into her dark, full, wet lips. Her breasts brushed my chest as her tongue went to work, flicking and caressing the most sensitive spot on my body, so gently that I was still unable to cum. Meanwhile her evil fingers kept tickling my balls. Finally, when I started weeping in frustration, she gave in and started sucking my cock until I came with the most exquisite orgasm I had ever had.
"Now, it's Nicole's turn," Janelle said. "But we have to keep you hard, don't we?" With that, Janelle took Nicole and Ginger's place at my feet, tickling both at once, while Nicole started tickling my balls and Ginger attacked my underarms. In seconds, I was hard again; in a few minutes I was begging. The three were merciless, tickling and tickling without end. Eventually, after I had begged to cum again, Nicole straddled me and slid my cock into her wet pussy, riding me until she came, as Janelle and Ginger tickled me one-handed as they also stroked their own pussies. Only after all three of them came did Nicole clench her **** around my cock and give me relief; but only temporarily, as they resumed tickling my even more sensitive body. This time, along with their fingers, all three used their tongues. As sensitive as I was, every lick sent waves of tickling through me. Ginger licked from the base of my balls to the tip of my cock, over and over, teasing and tickling every inch; then she started swirling her long red hair around and over my groin, tickling every nerve at once. Janelle tickled my feet with her hair, while Nicole tickled one underarm with her fingers and licked the other. Once more I was going insane with the tickling and the need to cum. Finally, after they had all brought themselves off again, Ginger mounted me in reverse, so I was staring at her tight ass, longing to touch and fondle it as she rode me. Then she reached down and started tickling my balls again, fingering her own clit at the same time. My thrashing and screaming beneath her made her cum again just as I did.
I don't know how long they tickle-tortured me; I lost track of how many times I was forced to cum, only to have to endure more tickling afterwards. Suddenly, there was noise and confusion as a crowd of bodies piled into the cell, dragging my beloved tormentors away... and I could hardly believe it, but I moaned in disappointment as the torture came to an end. Then, as the nude women were taken away in handcuffs, I saw who among my co-workers had been the first to rescue me... Connie, a petite girl with long blonde hair and an amazingly sweet, round, firm ass... Susie, a short, curvaceous redhead... Renee, a Hispanic beauty with glossy black hair down to her waist... and my incredibly buxom, flirtatious supervisor, Dianna... four single women who I had masturbated and fantasized about time and again, who were now staring down at my naked, helpless, horny body... their eyes locking onto my erect, aching cock... and smiling... it seemed they had located me by the sound of my insane, horny, ticklish laughter... and now they were closing the cell door again, and stripping...
All through that long night I was tickle-tortured, as first Connie, then Renee, Susie, and finally Dianna let me suck their tits and eat their pussies until they came, while my feet, ribs, and balls were mercilessly tickle-tortured. They used their fingers, hair, teeth and tongues to keep me on the verge of orgasm, holding me on the edge while I was forced to pleasure them. My every raw nerve was tickled endlessly. While Dianna and Susie tickled my feet and Connie tortured my underarms, Renee straddled my chest, her gorgeous ass in my face; wrapped a handful of that beautiful silky hair around the base of my cock, letting it fall down over my ticklish balls and asshole; slid her full wet lips around my cockhead and, while one hand used that incredible hair to tickle and torment my helpless balls, she sucked and stroked me until I screamed with the agony of my need, but teasingly refused to let me cum... At long last, Dianna straddled my legs and squeezed her huge breasts around my cock, pressing her breastbone against the head of my aching penis, letting me fuck the tits that I had fantasized about so often. I came like a geyser, shooting cum all over her tits. I watched as the other three slowly licked Dianna's breasts clean. Then Dianna slid her wet **** onto my still-hard cock, fucking me to another orgasm. Susie gently fondled my balls while Connie and Renee licked and sucked my toes. I had the most intense orgasm of my life.
I had to quit my job after that, but it didn't matter... my four beautiful tormentors kept me for their pleasure... I was imprisoned by my own lust for the wonderful agony they inflicted on me day and night... I finally understood the truth that, since my cousin had tickled and teased me all those years ago, that was the one thing I wanted most from any woman... and my four beautiful tickling mistresses were happy to give it. Two, three, four, even all five of us at a time, tickled away blissful days and nights. They would torment me with makeup brushes, paint brushes, ice cubes, silk scarves, feathers, and of course their fingers, hair, teeth and tongues, until I begged for relief, at which point they would tickle twice as hard, until eventually I was stroked or sucked or fucked to orgasm.
Soon, of course, their deliciously naughty minds decided it would be fun for them to be tied up and on the receiving end of a good tickle-torture, too... but that's another story....................
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