chaztickle1
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Here's my first post to this forum -- a little story I wrote for Dana today.
Just a quick introduction...
Dana is a gorgeous 6'1" scandinavian blonde with 38DD breasts and an overall outstanding figure. She has a smile that really lights up the room, which is what first attracted me to her. I have been working with her for about a year, and we started dating about nine months ago.
Chaz (me) is an attractive 6-foot, brown-haired, green-eyed muscular male.
Chaz was working in his office on the monthly metrics reports. He got an IM from Dana, which surprised him because he thought he was working alone on this Saturday evening. After chatting back and forth for a few minutes, Dana asked Chaz to meet her at the water cooler, their secret code for the mechanical room in the basement of the office building. Dana said that she needed to show Chaz something.
Chaz agreed to meet her, and wandered down the hall to the mechanical room. The door was unlocked, but the lights were off in the large mechanical room. Chaz walked in and descended the steps to the exercise area in the room. He decided to leave the lights off, with the hopes of playing a trick on Dana and scaring her when she came in.
Chaz slipped behind the large air handlers in the room, waiting in the dark for Dana to enter. As he was hiding there, he thought that it was odd that she wasn't there yet. Suddenly, he felt her grab him from behind; she somehow beat him to the room and was lying in wait for him. She grabbed his arms from behind, and warned him not to move. Aside from being startled, Chaz felt adventurous and decided to see what she had in mind.
Dana slipped a blindfold over Chaz's eyes, and then tied his hands behind his back. She grabbed his hair, pulled his head back, and then said, in a sultry voice, "Let me take care of everything, I know just what you need." Having little choice at this point, Chaz resigned himself to complying with her intentions.
Dana marched Chaz over to the Universal machine and positioned him in front of the bench. Chaz could feel Dana opening the waistband on his shorts and was excited to feel her pulling the shorts off of him. Next, she pushed him to a sitting position on the bench. Dana then sat on Chaz's lap, facing him. Chaz began to realize how much trouble he was in with his hands tied behind his back, blindfolded, and Dana pinning him in a sitting position.
Dana was relishing this moment, controlling the man she loved and finally getting a chance to get even with Chaz for the countless times he had dominated her, tying her up and tickling her to senselessness. She knew that she still had to get Chaz totally immobile, or else he would try to escape and turn the tables on her.
Dana put Chaz at ease by lightly kissing his lips and telling him how special she wanted this time to be with him. For his part, Chaz was getting used to the idea of being at her mercy, especially since she was being gentle and loving with him. He reasoned that, as long as his arms were down, Dana couldn't be too mean to him.
Dana lightly traced the outline of Chaz's nipples, loving how they instantly reacted to her minstrations -- both nipples tightened and made little points under his t-shirt. She flicked the nips lightly and relished in the low moan that escaped from Chaz's lips.
Dana worked her hands up under his shirt and lightly caressed his sides and belly. Chaz loved the light touch, and thought how different it would have been if he had Dana immobilized right now; he knew that he'd have her reduced to a laughing, giggling, squirming mess!
Dana told Chaz that she wanted to see his muscles flexing, so she reached around and untied his hands. As Chaz always loved the attention he got from Dana, he readily agreed to "help her out." Dana reached up and pulled down on the overhead bar, knowing that there was only 10 lbs on weight on the cable. She asked Chaz to reach up and do some pulldowns for her.
Chaz reached up blindly, and took the bar from Dana. Dana said, "Hold on a minute and let me make sure you stay safe." She wrapped duct tape around his hands at either end of the bar. Chaz slowly pulled at the bar, lowering it to his chest and then raising it again.
How silly, he thought, easily working the weight up and down. Dana then said, "Let me put some real weight on the bar for you." She slipped behind the machine and moved the pin so that the entire stack was attached. Chaz was still able to move the bar, but was working really hard to bring it all the way down.
As Dana watched Chaz struggle with the weight, she made her way down to the foot of the machine and quickly pulled Chaz's sandals off of his feet. Chaz was surprised at the move, but his attention was on the weight that wanted to pulls his arms fully up.
Dana then pulled Chaz's feet forward and wrapped a strap around his ankles, capturing them and locking them against the front leg of the weight bench. This got Chaz's attention, and he quickly stopped the exercising and tried to escape from the predicament that he was in. He soon realized that he couldn't get away; the weight pulled his arms up, and his ankles were trapped!
Chaz said, "Okay baby, I think I've had enough of this. Go ahead and let me go now."
Dana stood there, looking at the object of her desire, and a wicked smile came to her lips. She once again sat down on Chaz's lap, increasing the trapped feeling that was coursing through Chaz's mind. She said, "Remember how I always took it easy on you, even though you tickled and spanked me until I couldn't take it any more?"
Chaz uneasily remembered the many times that he had tortured Dana and a panic went through his mind.
Dana then said, "Well, the way I see it, I have quite a bit to get you back for!"
As Chaz began to protest, trying to say anything to get him out of this sticky situation, Dana just hushed him by pressing her left breast against his face. Chaz felt the fullness of the breast through her t-shirt and bra, and prepared himself for the worst.
Dana's fingers went, once again, to the hem of his t-shirt and slowly pulled it up to expose his hairy chest and stomach. When she got to his head, she stretched the neckband over his face and pulled the shirt behind his head. This left her with full access to his chest, sides, and belly, while nicely framing his underarms just below the stretched t-shirt.
She reached out to his outstreched hands and slowly began to scratch her way down his arms. Chaz heard the first giggles leaving his mouth, as Dana slowly scribbled her manicured nails over his exposed flesh. Chaz tried to pull his arms in, but the weight on the cable resisted his movements.
As he made some headway with weights, Dana distracted him by increasing the tickling sensations on his arms. Chaz tried to concentrate on the bar, trying to protect his exposed armpits, but found it difficult to move the bar between his outbursts of laughter.
Dana then drove her tickling fingers into Chaz's armpits, scratching furiously, and watched as Chaz lost all composure and the bar went fully up. Chaz howled with laughter, feeling the weight of Dana on his lap, his feet locked against the bench, and most of all the overpowering sensation of Dana in his pits.
Dana relished the feeling of power that she had over Chaz. She alternated between lightly scratching his pits and driving her fingers deep into the socket. Chaz responded by laughing so hard that his voice started to fail him. He begged and pleaded with her to stop, but nothing was intelligible between the outburst of laughter that betrayed him.
Dana kept taunting Chaz, saying "Remember how you've done this to me and I asked you to stop? You only kept going, saying that I could take more! Well, now it's time to see how much you can take!"
Panic flooded Chaz's mind. He knew that he couldn't take any more, but there was no end in sight!
Finally, Dana stopped and let Chaz catch his breath. As he struggled for air, Chaz heard Dana tell him that she had a way out for him, if he was interested. Chaz said, "Please, I'll do anything!"
Dana then told him the rules: "You can avoid the tickling by holding the bar down past your chest. If you let the bar raise any higher, I get to tickle you for a full minute. After that, you can hold the bar down again. If you let the bar raise three times, I get to tickle your feet!"
Desperate to end the torment, Chaz quickly agreed to the game.
Chaz pulled the bar down and held it at chest level. Dana knew that it was just a matter of time 'til he couldn't hold it any longer. After about thirty seconds, she saw Chaz struggling to hold the bar in position. She could see a light film of sweat on his chest and arms, and listened to his labored breathing.
As Chaz struggled, he felt impending doom. He tried to hold the bar down, but the full stack of weights overpowered him and the bar slowly rose above his chest. Dana said, "Oops, I guess that means you want more tickling!" As Chaz struggled with the bar, she attacked his chest with her long beautiful fingers. The bar quickly shot up and Chaz knew he was done for.
Dana dug her fingers hard into his chest, rubbing against the ribs and causing Chaz to go into a hysterical howl. She worked her way to his sides and found her favorite spot between his ribs. Chaz bucked like crazy, trying to throw Dana off of him, but it was no use. There is no force more unstoppable that a tickler in a feeding frenzy!
Dana taunted Chaz, saying "30 more seconds, 29, 28, 27..." Chaz's mind went into overdrive, trying to figure a way out of this predicament, but he kept losing track of his thoughts as his mind was flooded by the tickling sensations.
He mind and body finally gave in to the sensations and just responded to the tickling. He went limp, hanging from the bar as Dana finished the first minute of the torture. He could vaguely hear her saying "3, 2, 1," and then the sensation stopped. Dana told him that he could rest for two minutes and then the game would begin again.
Chaz's body slowly went upright again, and he relieved the pressure on his hands. His arms were aching from being pulled up and apart but he had little choice in the matter. Dana got off of him and walked around behind him. She whispered in his ear, "Two more times and I get to have your feet!"
As the two minutes passed, Chaz's mind went back into gear. He assessed the situation: "My feet are tied to this bench, my shirt is pulled over my head, my arms are pulled up and away and Dana is bent on revenge."
Then he became aware of another sensation. He had the hardest erection he had ever had in his life. He had always dreamed of being completely dominated and powerless. He had imagined being tickled beyond his capacity to take, and he was in love with the woman who was tormenting him.
Dana then said, "Allright, your rest is over, back to the weights." Chaz just shook his head and said, "What if I refuse?" Taken aback, Dana said "Then I win and get to do whatever I want!" Chaz just sighed and, with a smile, said "Do your worst."
From behind her captive, Dana reached around and attacked Chaz's sides and belly. She drove her fingers in deep and discovered tickly places that Chaz didn't even know he had. Chaz was quickly reduced to raw reactions; he tried to avoid her tickling fingers any way that he could, but it was no use. Dana followed his every move and danced her fingers like crazy.
She worked her way back up to his pits, and then down to his bellybutton. She drew every kind of laugh imaginable from him; he howled, giggled, chortled, and even went soundless a few times.
Finally, she stopped and slowly withdrew her fingers from his body.
Dana then whispered into his ear, "You've done quite well, better that I expected, so now you get your reward..."
She grabbed a pair of scissors and slipped then under the waistband of his briefs. Two quick cuts and the underwear revealed his hard cock.
She pulled the scraps from under his ass and lightly traced her fingers over his crotch. Every time she touched his long dick, she could hear the low moans that Chaz didn't even try to contain.
She tickled his balls and traced over the tendons in his inner thighs. When she applied a little more pressure, she felt Chaz jump at the tickly sensation in his most private region. Dana then said, "I think I need to release your feet so that you can spread your legs wide for me."
Chaz just nodded in silent agreement. Dana made her way to the front of the bench and loosened the strap holding his ankles hostage.
Just as Chaz began to anticipate the pleasure to come, Dana grabbed his right ankle and trapped it under her arm. She raked her fingernails over Chaz's tender insole and he exploded into laughter. He kicked like crazy to free his foot, but Dana was determined to hold on. She tickled the foot wildly, exploring every inch of the exposed skin.
Every once in a while, she quickly tickled Chaz's left foot, which was thrashing around well within her reach. As Chaz howled with laughter, Dana reminded him that he had lost the competition and that this was his punishment. "No Fair!" Chaz managed to croak out through his constant laughter.
Finally, Dana ended the torture on his feet. She spread Chaz's legs wide and then lay on the bench to pleasure him. She placed her soft lips over the engorged head of his cock and bathed the head with her luscious tongue. As Chaz moaned his approval, Dana slowly slid down the length of his manhood and deep-throated him like he had never experienced before.
Dana tickled his balls and bobbed up down on his hard shaft. Her mouth felt so wonderful wrapped around his cock. Chaz was completely lost in the moment and then felt the pressure building in his testicles.
Knowing that he was close to cumming, Dana began to lighly scratch Chaz's sides again. As he responded to the tickling, Dana continued her adoration of his cock and continued to drive him crazy.
Finally, not being able to hold it any longer, Chaz cried out "I'm gonna cum" and began thrusting his pelvis forward to meet Dana's wonderful mouth.
He erupted as Dana continued to work her magic, savoring that this experience that had eluded her for so long. She bathed his cock with her tongue and licked up all the sticky white fluid that her technique had produced.
Dana slowly rose from the bench and sat back down in Chaz's lap. She hugged his sweaty chest, kissed his mouth, and told him that she loved him.
Dana released his hands from the bar, pulled him onto the carpet, and removed her clothing. She spooned with his spent body, relishing in the moment and beginning to plan her next surprise for her lover.
Just a quick introduction...
Dana is a gorgeous 6'1" scandinavian blonde with 38DD breasts and an overall outstanding figure. She has a smile that really lights up the room, which is what first attracted me to her. I have been working with her for about a year, and we started dating about nine months ago.
Chaz (me) is an attractive 6-foot, brown-haired, green-eyed muscular male.
Chaz was working in his office on the monthly metrics reports. He got an IM from Dana, which surprised him because he thought he was working alone on this Saturday evening. After chatting back and forth for a few minutes, Dana asked Chaz to meet her at the water cooler, their secret code for the mechanical room in the basement of the office building. Dana said that she needed to show Chaz something.
Chaz agreed to meet her, and wandered down the hall to the mechanical room. The door was unlocked, but the lights were off in the large mechanical room. Chaz walked in and descended the steps to the exercise area in the room. He decided to leave the lights off, with the hopes of playing a trick on Dana and scaring her when she came in.
Chaz slipped behind the large air handlers in the room, waiting in the dark for Dana to enter. As he was hiding there, he thought that it was odd that she wasn't there yet. Suddenly, he felt her grab him from behind; she somehow beat him to the room and was lying in wait for him. She grabbed his arms from behind, and warned him not to move. Aside from being startled, Chaz felt adventurous and decided to see what she had in mind.
Dana slipped a blindfold over Chaz's eyes, and then tied his hands behind his back. She grabbed his hair, pulled his head back, and then said, in a sultry voice, "Let me take care of everything, I know just what you need." Having little choice at this point, Chaz resigned himself to complying with her intentions.
Dana marched Chaz over to the Universal machine and positioned him in front of the bench. Chaz could feel Dana opening the waistband on his shorts and was excited to feel her pulling the shorts off of him. Next, she pushed him to a sitting position on the bench. Dana then sat on Chaz's lap, facing him. Chaz began to realize how much trouble he was in with his hands tied behind his back, blindfolded, and Dana pinning him in a sitting position.
Dana was relishing this moment, controlling the man she loved and finally getting a chance to get even with Chaz for the countless times he had dominated her, tying her up and tickling her to senselessness. She knew that she still had to get Chaz totally immobile, or else he would try to escape and turn the tables on her.
Dana put Chaz at ease by lightly kissing his lips and telling him how special she wanted this time to be with him. For his part, Chaz was getting used to the idea of being at her mercy, especially since she was being gentle and loving with him. He reasoned that, as long as his arms were down, Dana couldn't be too mean to him.
Dana lightly traced the outline of Chaz's nipples, loving how they instantly reacted to her minstrations -- both nipples tightened and made little points under his t-shirt. She flicked the nips lightly and relished in the low moan that escaped from Chaz's lips.
Dana worked her hands up under his shirt and lightly caressed his sides and belly. Chaz loved the light touch, and thought how different it would have been if he had Dana immobilized right now; he knew that he'd have her reduced to a laughing, giggling, squirming mess!
Dana told Chaz that she wanted to see his muscles flexing, so she reached around and untied his hands. As Chaz always loved the attention he got from Dana, he readily agreed to "help her out." Dana reached up and pulled down on the overhead bar, knowing that there was only 10 lbs on weight on the cable. She asked Chaz to reach up and do some pulldowns for her.
Chaz reached up blindly, and took the bar from Dana. Dana said, "Hold on a minute and let me make sure you stay safe." She wrapped duct tape around his hands at either end of the bar. Chaz slowly pulled at the bar, lowering it to his chest and then raising it again.
How silly, he thought, easily working the weight up and down. Dana then said, "Let me put some real weight on the bar for you." She slipped behind the machine and moved the pin so that the entire stack was attached. Chaz was still able to move the bar, but was working really hard to bring it all the way down.
As Dana watched Chaz struggle with the weight, she made her way down to the foot of the machine and quickly pulled Chaz's sandals off of his feet. Chaz was surprised at the move, but his attention was on the weight that wanted to pulls his arms fully up.
Dana then pulled Chaz's feet forward and wrapped a strap around his ankles, capturing them and locking them against the front leg of the weight bench. This got Chaz's attention, and he quickly stopped the exercising and tried to escape from the predicament that he was in. He soon realized that he couldn't get away; the weight pulled his arms up, and his ankles were trapped!
Chaz said, "Okay baby, I think I've had enough of this. Go ahead and let me go now."
Dana stood there, looking at the object of her desire, and a wicked smile came to her lips. She once again sat down on Chaz's lap, increasing the trapped feeling that was coursing through Chaz's mind. She said, "Remember how I always took it easy on you, even though you tickled and spanked me until I couldn't take it any more?"
Chaz uneasily remembered the many times that he had tortured Dana and a panic went through his mind.
Dana then said, "Well, the way I see it, I have quite a bit to get you back for!"
As Chaz began to protest, trying to say anything to get him out of this sticky situation, Dana just hushed him by pressing her left breast against his face. Chaz felt the fullness of the breast through her t-shirt and bra, and prepared himself for the worst.
Dana's fingers went, once again, to the hem of his t-shirt and slowly pulled it up to expose his hairy chest and stomach. When she got to his head, she stretched the neckband over his face and pulled the shirt behind his head. This left her with full access to his chest, sides, and belly, while nicely framing his underarms just below the stretched t-shirt.
She reached out to his outstreched hands and slowly began to scratch her way down his arms. Chaz heard the first giggles leaving his mouth, as Dana slowly scribbled her manicured nails over his exposed flesh. Chaz tried to pull his arms in, but the weight on the cable resisted his movements.
As he made some headway with weights, Dana distracted him by increasing the tickling sensations on his arms. Chaz tried to concentrate on the bar, trying to protect his exposed armpits, but found it difficult to move the bar between his outbursts of laughter.
Dana then drove her tickling fingers into Chaz's armpits, scratching furiously, and watched as Chaz lost all composure and the bar went fully up. Chaz howled with laughter, feeling the weight of Dana on his lap, his feet locked against the bench, and most of all the overpowering sensation of Dana in his pits.
Dana relished the feeling of power that she had over Chaz. She alternated between lightly scratching his pits and driving her fingers deep into the socket. Chaz responded by laughing so hard that his voice started to fail him. He begged and pleaded with her to stop, but nothing was intelligible between the outburst of laughter that betrayed him.
Dana kept taunting Chaz, saying "Remember how you've done this to me and I asked you to stop? You only kept going, saying that I could take more! Well, now it's time to see how much you can take!"
Panic flooded Chaz's mind. He knew that he couldn't take any more, but there was no end in sight!
Finally, Dana stopped and let Chaz catch his breath. As he struggled for air, Chaz heard Dana tell him that she had a way out for him, if he was interested. Chaz said, "Please, I'll do anything!"
Dana then told him the rules: "You can avoid the tickling by holding the bar down past your chest. If you let the bar raise any higher, I get to tickle you for a full minute. After that, you can hold the bar down again. If you let the bar raise three times, I get to tickle your feet!"
Desperate to end the torment, Chaz quickly agreed to the game.
Chaz pulled the bar down and held it at chest level. Dana knew that it was just a matter of time 'til he couldn't hold it any longer. After about thirty seconds, she saw Chaz struggling to hold the bar in position. She could see a light film of sweat on his chest and arms, and listened to his labored breathing.
As Chaz struggled, he felt impending doom. He tried to hold the bar down, but the full stack of weights overpowered him and the bar slowly rose above his chest. Dana said, "Oops, I guess that means you want more tickling!" As Chaz struggled with the bar, she attacked his chest with her long beautiful fingers. The bar quickly shot up and Chaz knew he was done for.
Dana dug her fingers hard into his chest, rubbing against the ribs and causing Chaz to go into a hysterical howl. She worked her way to his sides and found her favorite spot between his ribs. Chaz bucked like crazy, trying to throw Dana off of him, but it was no use. There is no force more unstoppable that a tickler in a feeding frenzy!
Dana taunted Chaz, saying "30 more seconds, 29, 28, 27..." Chaz's mind went into overdrive, trying to figure a way out of this predicament, but he kept losing track of his thoughts as his mind was flooded by the tickling sensations.
He mind and body finally gave in to the sensations and just responded to the tickling. He went limp, hanging from the bar as Dana finished the first minute of the torture. He could vaguely hear her saying "3, 2, 1," and then the sensation stopped. Dana told him that he could rest for two minutes and then the game would begin again.
Chaz's body slowly went upright again, and he relieved the pressure on his hands. His arms were aching from being pulled up and apart but he had little choice in the matter. Dana got off of him and walked around behind him. She whispered in his ear, "Two more times and I get to have your feet!"
As the two minutes passed, Chaz's mind went back into gear. He assessed the situation: "My feet are tied to this bench, my shirt is pulled over my head, my arms are pulled up and away and Dana is bent on revenge."
Then he became aware of another sensation. He had the hardest erection he had ever had in his life. He had always dreamed of being completely dominated and powerless. He had imagined being tickled beyond his capacity to take, and he was in love with the woman who was tormenting him.
Dana then said, "Allright, your rest is over, back to the weights." Chaz just shook his head and said, "What if I refuse?" Taken aback, Dana said "Then I win and get to do whatever I want!" Chaz just sighed and, with a smile, said "Do your worst."
From behind her captive, Dana reached around and attacked Chaz's sides and belly. She drove her fingers in deep and discovered tickly places that Chaz didn't even know he had. Chaz was quickly reduced to raw reactions; he tried to avoid her tickling fingers any way that he could, but it was no use. Dana followed his every move and danced her fingers like crazy.
She worked her way back up to his pits, and then down to his bellybutton. She drew every kind of laugh imaginable from him; he howled, giggled, chortled, and even went soundless a few times.
Finally, she stopped and slowly withdrew her fingers from his body.
Dana then whispered into his ear, "You've done quite well, better that I expected, so now you get your reward..."
She grabbed a pair of scissors and slipped then under the waistband of his briefs. Two quick cuts and the underwear revealed his hard cock.
She pulled the scraps from under his ass and lightly traced her fingers over his crotch. Every time she touched his long dick, she could hear the low moans that Chaz didn't even try to contain.
She tickled his balls and traced over the tendons in his inner thighs. When she applied a little more pressure, she felt Chaz jump at the tickly sensation in his most private region. Dana then said, "I think I need to release your feet so that you can spread your legs wide for me."
Chaz just nodded in silent agreement. Dana made her way to the front of the bench and loosened the strap holding his ankles hostage.
Just as Chaz began to anticipate the pleasure to come, Dana grabbed his right ankle and trapped it under her arm. She raked her fingernails over Chaz's tender insole and he exploded into laughter. He kicked like crazy to free his foot, but Dana was determined to hold on. She tickled the foot wildly, exploring every inch of the exposed skin.
Every once in a while, she quickly tickled Chaz's left foot, which was thrashing around well within her reach. As Chaz howled with laughter, Dana reminded him that he had lost the competition and that this was his punishment. "No Fair!" Chaz managed to croak out through his constant laughter.
Finally, Dana ended the torture on his feet. She spread Chaz's legs wide and then lay on the bench to pleasure him. She placed her soft lips over the engorged head of his cock and bathed the head with her luscious tongue. As Chaz moaned his approval, Dana slowly slid down the length of his manhood and deep-throated him like he had never experienced before.
Dana tickled his balls and bobbed up down on his hard shaft. Her mouth felt so wonderful wrapped around his cock. Chaz was completely lost in the moment and then felt the pressure building in his testicles.
Knowing that he was close to cumming, Dana began to lighly scratch Chaz's sides again. As he responded to the tickling, Dana continued her adoration of his cock and continued to drive him crazy.
Finally, not being able to hold it any longer, Chaz cried out "I'm gonna cum" and began thrusting his pelvis forward to meet Dana's wonderful mouth.
He erupted as Dana continued to work her magic, savoring that this experience that had eluded her for so long. She bathed his cock with her tongue and licked up all the sticky white fluid that her technique had produced.
Dana slowly rose from the bench and sat back down in Chaz's lap. She hugged his sweaty chest, kissed his mouth, and told him that she loved him.
Dana released his hands from the bar, pulled him onto the carpet, and removed her clothing. She spooned with his spent body, relishing in the moment and beginning to plan her next surprise for her lover.
