The Good Guys embarked on their next road trip to Washington, Philadelphia, and Cincinnatti. They went five and four on the trip. During the road trip, night after night, Mitch was consistently presented with stories of the other players wild sex lives with their wives and girlfriends. Although he and Naomi were far from prudes, with their enjoyment of bondage, feet, and tickling, Mitch sometimes thought that something was missing from his life.
For years, he knew Naomi hated oral sex, and she would only give it to him on a very rare occasion, to feel like the other wives. In addition, he could never act out tickling bandit or rape fantasies with her, because of her real life experience of being robbed and raped. Anytime he began to have thoughts of having something missing from his sex life, and his mind began to wander, or he was served by some cute little waitress in a resturant, who often times played up to him because he was a famous baseball player, Mitch remembered his full life with Naomi, his three kids, and his id and wandering mind came back to reality. His reality wasnt so bad after all, he was married to Naomi Watts, beautiful superstar actress, and star pitcher for the Good Guys, who loved him to death, was submissive and understanding of his foot and tickle fetishes, and had given him three kids. If Mitch thought his reality was incomplete, it also could have been far worse as well.
On Sunday night, when Mitch returned home from Cincinnatti, Naomi was waiting for him there as always. This time, he entered the apartment, and there was calm between the couple, as Naomi took him in her arms, and began passionately kissing him. They went to a chair, where the skimpily clad Naomi sat on his lap, and began kissing Mitch's face all over. "Are you aware how utterly insane Iam for you?" Naomi said. In a departure from tradition, Mitch placed his hands under Naomi's nightgown, and lightly squeezed her breasts, her nipples becoming more erect, as his hands guided their way, over her firm, beautiful boobs. He picked Naomi up in his arms, and after carrying her to bed, and removing his clothes, and her nightie, proceeded to take a scrubbrush, and scrub down her dirty soles, causing her to squeal, flex her toes, and kick her feet: :HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! HEY! WHAT THE DEVIL IS THAT WITH THE SCRUBBRUSH ON THE FEET BUDDY! STAHHHPP! HAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE! Mitch proceeded to tie Naomi hands and feet to the bed, and then just sat there, looking at her. "What are you going to do to me, master?" Naomi said, with a smirk. "I really dont know. Part of me wants to tickle you to death, and another part of me wants to fuck your brains out until you scream, so I'm just not sure" He said, with an evil grin. Then, Mitch was silent, but he proceeded to make his way down to Naomi's feet, and placed his mouth on her toes, licking her soles, and the bottoms of her toes, and sucking on her toes, one by one, while swirling his tounge inbetween the toes. Naomi erupted with hysterical squeals and begged for mercy: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG THAT FUCKKKING TICKLESSSS SOO MUCH YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME COME! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
Mitch took out a stiff feather, and teased Naomi's mega erect nipples. She began squealing with mega laughter as he teased her nipples with the stiff feather, and then lost control, screaming with a huge orgasm, and breathing heavily. "You asshole! You just forced me to come!" Naomi said, in jest. "If making you come makes me an asshole, then I hope to be the biggest asshole, because coming is good, isnt it?" He said. Finally, Mitch untied Naomi, and they proceeded to have intercourse. His penis was so erect, and her vagina so wet, that they both erupted with orgasms nearly immediately.
After the night of bondage and tickling, Mitch and Naomi joined the team the next night at the ballpark, to play the Mets. Kate Hudson opened the series, and was magnificent, firing a two hitter, in a 5-0 whitewashing. Gil Bellows went to the mound the next night, and fared well himself, in a 4-2 win. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday night, but the Good Guys didnt hit that night, and they dropped the game 2-0, in spite of Charlize pitching nine innings.
Thursday was an off day. Instead of venturing to the casino, the couple spent most of the day in bed, switching off at being tied up, and tickled. Each considered that a far more productive use of their time then gambling was.
Atlanta came to town on Friday night, and, after Neve Campbell got bashed, 7-3 in the opener, the fifth starter gave the Good Guys a huge lift on Saturday, pitching eight innings of two run ball, to come away with a solid, 6-2 win. Kate Hudson took the mound, opposed by John Smoltz, on a sunny Sunday. Runs were expected to be at a premium, and they were, as Kate and Smoltz matched zeroes for eight innings. Finally, in the ninth, the Good Guys pushed a run across, on a bases loaded walk, to win, 1-0.
Houston visited Paradise for the final series of the homestand. After a Gil Bellows 3-2 loss on Monday, Charlize pitched on Tuesday, and shut out Houston, 6-0. Neve Campbell would pitch the Wednesday matinee in front of a sellout, before the Good Guys hit the road again. This time, she kept the team in the game, departing tied 3-3 through six innings. After the Good Guys pushed a run across to take the lead, Houston tied the score, took the lead, and extended it. Finally, in the ninth, trailing 6-4, the homestand came to a dramatic end, as third baseman Michael, with two outs, and the team down to their final strike, bashed a game winning, grand slam homerun, to send the crowd home very happy, in an 8-6 Good Guy triumph that completed a six and three homestand. Things seemed to be going well on field, and off, for a change.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party. The featured lee would be the graduate assistant of Mitch and Naomi;s marriage couneslor, a petite brunette. As male lees had been present at the last two tickle parties, it was fitting a female lee should get it. In this case, an interesting scenario developed, because this female lee wanted to be tickled by both the men and women of the Good Guys, due to the fact that she was bi sexual. The graduate student was tied hands and feet to the bed, as Naomi began the honors on her neck with fingers, and the squeals began:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Then, Gil Bellows attacked the graduate student under her arms, and down her ribs, sides, and belly with fingers, as she shrieked:EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! SOOO TICKLISH! NOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Kate Hudson was next, tickling the assistant on her hips, and inner and outer thighs with fingers, as more shrieks erupted:HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE! NOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael then tickled the assistant behind her knees, causing her legs to buck. Finally, Mitch, and Hilary Duff, who was usually a screaming lee, but for this night took the role of ler, positioned themselves at the assistant's feet. The right fielder, and Miss Duff, began a fierce assault on her feet with fingers, feathers on soles and inbetween toes, ice, and a vibrating electric massager over her soles and inbetween her toes! The assistant went beserk, she wiggled her toes every which way, and screamed with laughter, begging for mercy! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! IAM GOING TO WET MYSELF AND LOSE IT! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEE! NO, PLEASE I GIVE UP! HAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the red faced girl was untied, breathing heavily, so weak from laughter that she could hardly stand up.
Another productive homestand had been completed, and Mitch, despite his thoughts, knew he was at peace, because, in reality, he couldnt do much better for a woman then he already had. Naomi was beautiful, talented, a great pitcher, and actress, not to mention a loving wife to him, and mother to his kids. How much better could a man have it? What would happen next?Stay tuned to the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
For years, he knew Naomi hated oral sex, and she would only give it to him on a very rare occasion, to feel like the other wives. In addition, he could never act out tickling bandit or rape fantasies with her, because of her real life experience of being robbed and raped. Anytime he began to have thoughts of having something missing from his sex life, and his mind began to wander, or he was served by some cute little waitress in a resturant, who often times played up to him because he was a famous baseball player, Mitch remembered his full life with Naomi, his three kids, and his id and wandering mind came back to reality. His reality wasnt so bad after all, he was married to Naomi Watts, beautiful superstar actress, and star pitcher for the Good Guys, who loved him to death, was submissive and understanding of his foot and tickle fetishes, and had given him three kids. If Mitch thought his reality was incomplete, it also could have been far worse as well.
On Sunday night, when Mitch returned home from Cincinnatti, Naomi was waiting for him there as always. This time, he entered the apartment, and there was calm between the couple, as Naomi took him in her arms, and began passionately kissing him. They went to a chair, where the skimpily clad Naomi sat on his lap, and began kissing Mitch's face all over. "Are you aware how utterly insane Iam for you?" Naomi said. In a departure from tradition, Mitch placed his hands under Naomi's nightgown, and lightly squeezed her breasts, her nipples becoming more erect, as his hands guided their way, over her firm, beautiful boobs. He picked Naomi up in his arms, and after carrying her to bed, and removing his clothes, and her nightie, proceeded to take a scrubbrush, and scrub down her dirty soles, causing her to squeal, flex her toes, and kick her feet: :HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! HEY! WHAT THE DEVIL IS THAT WITH THE SCRUBBRUSH ON THE FEET BUDDY! STAHHHPP! HAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE! Mitch proceeded to tie Naomi hands and feet to the bed, and then just sat there, looking at her. "What are you going to do to me, master?" Naomi said, with a smirk. "I really dont know. Part of me wants to tickle you to death, and another part of me wants to fuck your brains out until you scream, so I'm just not sure" He said, with an evil grin. Then, Mitch was silent, but he proceeded to make his way down to Naomi's feet, and placed his mouth on her toes, licking her soles, and the bottoms of her toes, and sucking on her toes, one by one, while swirling his tounge inbetween the toes. Naomi erupted with hysterical squeals and begged for mercy: HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG THAT FUCKKKING TICKLESSSS SOO MUCH YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME COME! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!
Mitch took out a stiff feather, and teased Naomi's mega erect nipples. She began squealing with mega laughter as he teased her nipples with the stiff feather, and then lost control, screaming with a huge orgasm, and breathing heavily. "You asshole! You just forced me to come!" Naomi said, in jest. "If making you come makes me an asshole, then I hope to be the biggest asshole, because coming is good, isnt it?" He said. Finally, Mitch untied Naomi, and they proceeded to have intercourse. His penis was so erect, and her vagina so wet, that they both erupted with orgasms nearly immediately.
After the night of bondage and tickling, Mitch and Naomi joined the team the next night at the ballpark, to play the Mets. Kate Hudson opened the series, and was magnificent, firing a two hitter, in a 5-0 whitewashing. Gil Bellows went to the mound the next night, and fared well himself, in a 4-2 win. Charlize Theron pitched on Wednesday night, but the Good Guys didnt hit that night, and they dropped the game 2-0, in spite of Charlize pitching nine innings.
Thursday was an off day. Instead of venturing to the casino, the couple spent most of the day in bed, switching off at being tied up, and tickled. Each considered that a far more productive use of their time then gambling was.
Atlanta came to town on Friday night, and, after Neve Campbell got bashed, 7-3 in the opener, the fifth starter gave the Good Guys a huge lift on Saturday, pitching eight innings of two run ball, to come away with a solid, 6-2 win. Kate Hudson took the mound, opposed by John Smoltz, on a sunny Sunday. Runs were expected to be at a premium, and they were, as Kate and Smoltz matched zeroes for eight innings. Finally, in the ninth, the Good Guys pushed a run across, on a bases loaded walk, to win, 1-0.
Houston visited Paradise for the final series of the homestand. After a Gil Bellows 3-2 loss on Monday, Charlize pitched on Tuesday, and shut out Houston, 6-0. Neve Campbell would pitch the Wednesday matinee in front of a sellout, before the Good Guys hit the road again. This time, she kept the team in the game, departing tied 3-3 through six innings. After the Good Guys pushed a run across to take the lead, Houston tied the score, took the lead, and extended it. Finally, in the ninth, trailing 6-4, the homestand came to a dramatic end, as third baseman Michael, with two outs, and the team down to their final strike, bashed a game winning, grand slam homerun, to send the crowd home very happy, in an 8-6 Good Guy triumph that completed a six and three homestand. Things seemed to be going well on field, and off, for a change.
In the meantime, the team held it's Saturday night tickle party. The featured lee would be the graduate assistant of Mitch and Naomi;s marriage couneslor, a petite brunette. As male lees had been present at the last two tickle parties, it was fitting a female lee should get it. In this case, an interesting scenario developed, because this female lee wanted to be tickled by both the men and women of the Good Guys, due to the fact that she was bi sexual. The graduate student was tied hands and feet to the bed, as Naomi began the honors on her neck with fingers, and the squeals began:HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! NO! Then, Gil Bellows attacked the graduate student under her arms, and down her ribs, sides, and belly with fingers, as she shrieked:EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! SOOO TICKLISH! NOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Kate Hudson was next, tickling the assistant on her hips, and inner and outer thighs with fingers, as more shrieks erupted:HEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE! NOOOOOOO! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Third baseman Michael then tickled the assistant behind her knees, causing her legs to buck. Finally, Mitch, and Hilary Duff, who was usually a screaming lee, but for this night took the role of ler, positioned themselves at the assistant's feet. The right fielder, and Miss Duff, began a fierce assault on her feet with fingers, feathers on soles and inbetween toes, ice, and a vibrating electric massager over her soles and inbetween her toes! The assistant went beserk, she wiggled her toes every which way, and screamed with laughter, begging for mercy! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! OMG PLEASE NO MORE! IAM GOING TO WET MYSELF AND LOSE IT! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEE! NO, PLEASE I GIVE UP! HAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE! Finally, the tickle ended, and the red faced girl was untied, breathing heavily, so weak from laughter that she could hardly stand up.
Another productive homestand had been completed, and Mitch, despite his thoughts, knew he was at peace, because, in reality, he couldnt do much better for a woman then he already had. Naomi was beautiful, talented, a great pitcher, and actress, not to mention a loving wife to him, and mother to his kids. How much better could a man have it? What would happen next?Stay tuned to the continuing story of the Tickle Team from Paradise Island.
The End
