I figured I'd jot down our most recent battle of the sexes before I go to bed. I usually write them up the next day but insomnia calls. My head is still swimming from it. Enjoy!
So, after my ordeal last time, I was partly reluctant to face off with Charlotte again, but another part of me *really* wanted my streak back. So tonight I agreed to another competition.
We decided that, for this one we would both agree to let the other person tickle us on our worst spot until one of us had to give up.
We came up with, what I think is a really great position. Iaid on my back and she sat, kind of cross legged above my head. I had to reach over my head to tickle her feet which gave her free access to my armpits by just reaching down.
So it happened, I took off my shirt she took off her socks, we got into position and it was go time.
I wont go into too much detail about the actual competition, theres only so many ways that I can say "we tickled eachother" lol, but suffice it to say, after about 10 minutes I was really starting to lose it and she really wasnt. She was suffering but not nearly as much as I was, and knowing that made me panic which made me more sensitive and - that's how we break down and submit! Lol.
I REALLY didn't want to give up but I seriously couldn't stand any more.
I gently tapped on her thigh and whimpered "I give! I give!"
She locked my arms above my head with her legs!
"Okay, let's start your 20 minutes" she said, smirking at me!"
So, basically I didnt get to tap out at all!
I panicked and started babbling for mercy, begging her for a break before subjecting me to more tickling on my pits.
Still scribbling her fingers all over them, she announced to my fury:
"Agree to rub my feet and go down on me and I'll tickle your feet for 20 minutes and not your armpits".
Basically giving me the same deal I gave her a time before, except I'm REALLY ticklish on my feet, just not nearly as much as on my armpits.
Nevertheless I screamed: "Yes! Yes! Yes! I'll rub your feet and go down on you!"
She stopped immediately. Patted me on the head and said "good boy".
I GROWLED at her.
She took off her shirt so she was completely topless, laid back, clasped her hands behind her head, relaxed and said "get to it!"
I sighed and huffed but I obediently started giving her as great a foot massage as I possibly could.
This was torture for me and she knew it! First because she knew damn well how much I wanted to tickle her there but instead I had to please her with a nice massage, and second she knows that I really like her feet and was getting more and more turned on looking at them and touching them, not to meantion her upper body, completely sprawled out and on display for me, there was hardly an inch of Charlotte that I couldn't help but see nomatter where I looked and it was all designed to het me more and more turned on with no way to do anything about it (And you know that's what you were doing hon, that's why you took your shirt off, you know it and I know it. [emoji14] )
When she was satisfied she kind of pulled me in with her legs and I knew it was time for the next thing that was going to turn me on like there was no tomorrow.
I gave her a great.... we don't call them blow jobs when it's done to girls but you know what I mean, lol.
She was really into it and really enjoyed her self. By the time she was finished she was sighing and totally satisfied and relaxed while I was pulling my hair out, a complete mess of sexual frustration and nervousness over my ordeal to come.
She relaxed a little longer then sat up and almost instantly noticed my VERY noticeable "problem".
She gave a very evil laugh and Patten me on the shoulder. "Poor guy", she teased and then started tying my feet up!
I started whining but I knew I wasnt allowed to argue so I kept my complaining to my self.
With almost no warning she started raking her fingers up and down my feet. I was instantly blubbering and pleading for her to show mercy. She completely ignored me, leaned in and started kissing my feet up and down.
I - can't - STAND - that! It's like someone running an ice cube along the back of your neck, it gives me the shivers, and just generally drives me nuts!
I started whining that she said she'd TICKLE my feet not kiss them!
She warned me that there was no complaining or protesting and that she'd add an extra 10 minutes onto my time if I did it again.
I let out a frustrated whimper and decided to just start pulling my hair out and hope that she's ease up soon.
She didnt.
She continued planting unbearable little kisses all over my bare feet and rubbing my toes SO gently that I was almost screaming. I really did sound like I was crying. I instinctively sat up as if to block her or tap out on her or something, I dont know what I was doing, I was losing my mind, lol. I came close to covering my feet up but I knew that would only get me more time to be tortured, I started rubbing her back, I dont know why, I think I was going to try to tap out but aborted, so I just sat there getting my feet tickled and teased, pulling my hair out and groaning before I collapsed onto my back again and devolved into a blubbering, squirming mess!
That's how I was right up until I heard the most beautiful sound in the world.
*ding!*
She stopped immediately.
I was completely out of breath, in tears, sweating and sporting a very embarrassing "issue" in my shorts.
I took several minutes to compose my self and when I looked up she was smirking and staring at me, admiring the disheveled state she'd put me in.
She patted my erection and asked "problem?"
I nodded submissively but I had no room to complain, I did it to her a few rounds ago.
She rubbed my chest and stomach and everywhere except where I needed her to, lol. Her hands just went wherever they wanted while I whimpered and moaned and got more and more desperate for "attention"
I did finally get it after a long teasing session.
Husband: 4 Wife: 2
Stay tuned and good night.
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So, after my ordeal last time, I was partly reluctant to face off with Charlotte again, but another part of me *really* wanted my streak back. So tonight I agreed to another competition.
We decided that, for this one we would both agree to let the other person tickle us on our worst spot until one of us had to give up.
We came up with, what I think is a really great position. Iaid on my back and she sat, kind of cross legged above my head. I had to reach over my head to tickle her feet which gave her free access to my armpits by just reaching down.
So it happened, I took off my shirt she took off her socks, we got into position and it was go time.
I wont go into too much detail about the actual competition, theres only so many ways that I can say "we tickled eachother" lol, but suffice it to say, after about 10 minutes I was really starting to lose it and she really wasnt. She was suffering but not nearly as much as I was, and knowing that made me panic which made me more sensitive and - that's how we break down and submit! Lol.
I REALLY didn't want to give up but I seriously couldn't stand any more.
I gently tapped on her thigh and whimpered "I give! I give!"
She locked my arms above my head with her legs!
"Okay, let's start your 20 minutes" she said, smirking at me!"
So, basically I didnt get to tap out at all!
I panicked and started babbling for mercy, begging her for a break before subjecting me to more tickling on my pits.
Still scribbling her fingers all over them, she announced to my fury:
"Agree to rub my feet and go down on me and I'll tickle your feet for 20 minutes and not your armpits".
Basically giving me the same deal I gave her a time before, except I'm REALLY ticklish on my feet, just not nearly as much as on my armpits.
Nevertheless I screamed: "Yes! Yes! Yes! I'll rub your feet and go down on you!"
She stopped immediately. Patted me on the head and said "good boy".
I GROWLED at her.
She took off her shirt so she was completely topless, laid back, clasped her hands behind her head, relaxed and said "get to it!"
I sighed and huffed but I obediently started giving her as great a foot massage as I possibly could.
This was torture for me and she knew it! First because she knew damn well how much I wanted to tickle her there but instead I had to please her with a nice massage, and second she knows that I really like her feet and was getting more and more turned on looking at them and touching them, not to meantion her upper body, completely sprawled out and on display for me, there was hardly an inch of Charlotte that I couldn't help but see nomatter where I looked and it was all designed to het me more and more turned on with no way to do anything about it (And you know that's what you were doing hon, that's why you took your shirt off, you know it and I know it. [emoji14] )
When she was satisfied she kind of pulled me in with her legs and I knew it was time for the next thing that was going to turn me on like there was no tomorrow.
I gave her a great.... we don't call them blow jobs when it's done to girls but you know what I mean, lol.
She was really into it and really enjoyed her self. By the time she was finished she was sighing and totally satisfied and relaxed while I was pulling my hair out, a complete mess of sexual frustration and nervousness over my ordeal to come.
She relaxed a little longer then sat up and almost instantly noticed my VERY noticeable "problem".
She gave a very evil laugh and Patten me on the shoulder. "Poor guy", she teased and then started tying my feet up!
I started whining but I knew I wasnt allowed to argue so I kept my complaining to my self.
With almost no warning she started raking her fingers up and down my feet. I was instantly blubbering and pleading for her to show mercy. She completely ignored me, leaned in and started kissing my feet up and down.
I - can't - STAND - that! It's like someone running an ice cube along the back of your neck, it gives me the shivers, and just generally drives me nuts!
I started whining that she said she'd TICKLE my feet not kiss them!
She warned me that there was no complaining or protesting and that she'd add an extra 10 minutes onto my time if I did it again.
I let out a frustrated whimper and decided to just start pulling my hair out and hope that she's ease up soon.
She didnt.
She continued planting unbearable little kisses all over my bare feet and rubbing my toes SO gently that I was almost screaming. I really did sound like I was crying. I instinctively sat up as if to block her or tap out on her or something, I dont know what I was doing, I was losing my mind, lol. I came close to covering my feet up but I knew that would only get me more time to be tortured, I started rubbing her back, I dont know why, I think I was going to try to tap out but aborted, so I just sat there getting my feet tickled and teased, pulling my hair out and groaning before I collapsed onto my back again and devolved into a blubbering, squirming mess!
That's how I was right up until I heard the most beautiful sound in the world.
*ding!*
She stopped immediately.
I was completely out of breath, in tears, sweating and sporting a very embarrassing "issue" in my shorts.
I took several minutes to compose my self and when I looked up she was smirking and staring at me, admiring the disheveled state she'd put me in.
She patted my erection and asked "problem?"
I nodded submissively but I had no room to complain, I did it to her a few rounds ago.
She rubbed my chest and stomach and everywhere except where I needed her to, lol. Her hands just went wherever they wanted while I whimpered and moaned and got more and more desperate for "attention"
I did finally get it after a long teasing session.
Husband: 4 Wife: 2
Stay tuned and good night.
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