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THE BEST MEDICINE
part one
They had met on Eastchester road one early April morning, in front of the Albert Einstein College of Medicine, just weeks before finals. Polite conversation had turned to unavoidable attraction, which had turned to a mutual lust which burned within them like the fires upon the Sun itself. Charles first noticed Sarah’s eyes. He could stare into them and melt. But the very next thing that he noticed was her torso. She was thin, and lithe; she had a body which seemed to scream “TICKLE ME NOW!” But he dared not discuss his fetish with her. He instead told her how lovely she looked, a flattering remark. ………………………………................................................................................................
And so, they spent the next several days doing nothing but making sweet love in the dormitories, their passion for each other growing. Their mutual love of medicine, fueling their physical love for each other, felt like poetry every time they were together. And finally, on their fifth “date”, Sarah spoke the words that he’d never expected to cross her perfect lips:
“Charles, I don’t want you to think I’m weird, but I NEED to be tickled. NOW!” Charles didn’t need to be asked twice. He lunged for her naked body and danced his fingers all over her stomach and ribs. He played her sides like twin flutes, her ribs like a piano, and her stomach like a bagpipes, all to the beautiful cacophony of her melodious laughter. He brought her to the edge of insanity on three separate occasions that night, even before he got to her perfect, milky, white feet, which wiggled under his rapidly tickling fingers. After nearly three hours of steady tickling, she begged, out of breath for air, at which point Charles stopped tickling.
Sarah gasped for a moment, looked at Charles, and quite suddenly, leaned forward to plant a kiss on his flushed lips. “My turn” she sang, and pushed him onto the bed. Using her own nylons and bra, she tied him securely to the bed, and proceeded to slowly drag her long nails across his stomach again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. Charles laughed like he’d never laughed before. Here was this woman he loved so dearly, torturing him beyond his limits, on only one small art of his body, and he loved him even more now! She tickled his stomach for an hour before moving on to his armpits, which she scratched for another hour, and then scrabbling her manicured claws all over his rib-cage, she finally made Charles pass out.
Coming to, and realizing that he was still tied up, it only took Charles a moment to figure out what was next. Sarah was kneeling between his legs, toying with his testicles, creating a very erect erection. She stated, quite plainly: “Let’s begin phase one of the test.”, and reached behind her to drag her nails up and down both of his soles. Charles nearly leapt out of his skin. The tickling was so intense, and when she stared at his swollen member, licking her lips, he knew that this was going to get interesting.
She stopped tickling his feet, and bent over, taking his cock in her mouth. Charles moaned in pleasure. It wasn’t the first blow job she’d given him, but it was by no means like any of the others. She reached up and danced her nails all over his stomach and sides while sucking and blowing; both activities getting faster and more fervent until finally he came in an explosion which sent him screaming in pleasure. Never before had he experienced an orgasm quite like it. He felt like a woman in a pornographic movie, screaming and bucking his hips as he ejaculated over and over, and Sarah went back to tickling his feet.
This led to a cycle of Sarah tickling Charles’ feet until his erection reached a certain level, at which point she would tickle his stomach and suck the erection out of him. This cycle went on several dozen times, for half as many hours, until Charles finally passed out from exhaustion. Sarah untied his unconscious form and lay next to him, whispering into his ear “If you liked that, just wait.” She fell asleep in his arms.
to be continued, same Bat time, same Bat station......
THE BEST MEDICINE
part one
They had met on Eastchester road one early April morning, in front of the Albert Einstein College of Medicine, just weeks before finals. Polite conversation had turned to unavoidable attraction, which had turned to a mutual lust which burned within them like the fires upon the Sun itself. Charles first noticed Sarah’s eyes. He could stare into them and melt. But the very next thing that he noticed was her torso. She was thin, and lithe; she had a body which seemed to scream “TICKLE ME NOW!” But he dared not discuss his fetish with her. He instead told her how lovely she looked, a flattering remark. ………………………………................................................................................................
And so, they spent the next several days doing nothing but making sweet love in the dormitories, their passion for each other growing. Their mutual love of medicine, fueling their physical love for each other, felt like poetry every time they were together. And finally, on their fifth “date”, Sarah spoke the words that he’d never expected to cross her perfect lips:
“Charles, I don’t want you to think I’m weird, but I NEED to be tickled. NOW!” Charles didn’t need to be asked twice. He lunged for her naked body and danced his fingers all over her stomach and ribs. He played her sides like twin flutes, her ribs like a piano, and her stomach like a bagpipes, all to the beautiful cacophony of her melodious laughter. He brought her to the edge of insanity on three separate occasions that night, even before he got to her perfect, milky, white feet, which wiggled under his rapidly tickling fingers. After nearly three hours of steady tickling, she begged, out of breath for air, at which point Charles stopped tickling.
Sarah gasped for a moment, looked at Charles, and quite suddenly, leaned forward to plant a kiss on his flushed lips. “My turn” she sang, and pushed him onto the bed. Using her own nylons and bra, she tied him securely to the bed, and proceeded to slowly drag her long nails across his stomach again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again. Charles laughed like he’d never laughed before. Here was this woman he loved so dearly, torturing him beyond his limits, on only one small art of his body, and he loved him even more now! She tickled his stomach for an hour before moving on to his armpits, which she scratched for another hour, and then scrabbling her manicured claws all over his rib-cage, she finally made Charles pass out.
Coming to, and realizing that he was still tied up, it only took Charles a moment to figure out what was next. Sarah was kneeling between his legs, toying with his testicles, creating a very erect erection. She stated, quite plainly: “Let’s begin phase one of the test.”, and reached behind her to drag her nails up and down both of his soles. Charles nearly leapt out of his skin. The tickling was so intense, and when she stared at his swollen member, licking her lips, he knew that this was going to get interesting.
She stopped tickling his feet, and bent over, taking his cock in her mouth. Charles moaned in pleasure. It wasn’t the first blow job she’d given him, but it was by no means like any of the others. She reached up and danced her nails all over his stomach and sides while sucking and blowing; both activities getting faster and more fervent until finally he came in an explosion which sent him screaming in pleasure. Never before had he experienced an orgasm quite like it. He felt like a woman in a pornographic movie, screaming and bucking his hips as he ejaculated over and over, and Sarah went back to tickling his feet.
This led to a cycle of Sarah tickling Charles’ feet until his erection reached a certain level, at which point she would tickle his stomach and suck the erection out of him. This cycle went on several dozen times, for half as many hours, until Charles finally passed out from exhaustion. Sarah untied his unconscious form and lay next to him, whispering into his ear “If you liked that, just wait.” She fell asleep in his arms.
to be continued, same Bat time, same Bat station......
