Coventrytickler
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After messaging for over a week, with Maria none the wiser that we would be watching NFL, we agreed that Maria would come over at 4pm, because of the clock changes. I eagerly awaited this all day, even with it running through my mind during my golf game. I gathered my cuffs, a couple of Velcro straps, a feather and some baby oil, putting them all in the living room.
Just before 4pm, she rang the doorbell. I took a while to answer, not wanting to seem too keen before opening the door. Maria was stood in a long coat, leggings and her Doc Martens. Once inside, I took her coat and she removed her black boots, revealing her pink socks. We kissed before I got her a glass of wine and took her to the sofa. We fooled around for a while before I noticed that it was nearly 5pm and asked her if she was ready. She popped to the toilet before coming back downstairs to the sofa. I took her hands and placed the cuffs on, before getting her onto the sofa on her stomach with her head resting on a pillow. I put a strap around her knees before folding her socks down to her heels and strapping her ankles together. I lifted her ankles before sitting down, placing her feet in my lap.
“You can have a brief break every quarter” I said to her.
She looked confused until I changed the channel on the TV to put the Eagles Bengals game on.
“What’s this shit?” she asked.
“American Football” I smiled.
“Doesn’t this last ages?” she asked.
I just nodded. “We can review the punishment at half time if you want to make it shorter, but it will be more intense”.
She put her head in her hands before grabbing her phone from the side table next to her and then taking a swig of wine. I pulled both pink socks over her heel slowly, keeping them covering her toes, exposing her soft heels and arches.
“If you can keep your socks there and not lift your feet off my lap, I will stop at half time” I said to her before picking up the feather and gliding it lightly up and down her left arch.
She scrunched her feet slightly, wrinkling her arches and stretched but managed to stay silent for a few minutes whilst scrolling through her phone. I moved to the right arch and repeated with the feather. She twitched a little more and rubbed her feet together, quickly realising that the motion would pull her sock off.
About 5 minutes into the game, she commented on how long the game was taking. I took this opportunity to have a bet with her. I put down the feather and began gliding the back of my nails slowly across both arches, making her wriggle and giggle a little more. I explained the basic rules of the game whilst tickling her slowly, but every time I got to a key bit of information, I tickled a bit harder. I think the first time was explaining the 4th down options.
“On the next play, if the Bengals run the ball, I will tickle your right foot. If they pass, I will tickle your left foot”
This went on for a bit, with the speed of my finger picking up, making her plant her face into her hands and laugh. Just as the Bengals got to 4th down, I asked her what would happen next. I can’t remember exactly what she said but it was either pass or run, not punt. She hadn’t remembered the 4th down scenario so as the ball was punted, I dug my fingers into both arches, making her snort and kick her right sock off, exposing her little toes. I spent the commercial break running the feather in between her toes, quickly resulting in the loss of her other sock.
I spent the next half an hour lightly ticking her soles and toes with both my fingers and the feather, asking her questions about the game, intensifying the tickling whenever she was about to answer. Feeling that she needed a break, I dripped some oil onto her soles and began massaging it in, paying special attention to her toes. Maria started moaning as I applied more pressure to her arches and the balls of her feet. After 10 minutes or so, I asked her to turn over. She pulled herself up against the cushion and put her perfect feet in my lap again, showing off her black nail polish. I carried on massaging her, noticing her eyes were now closed from enjoyment. When she least expected it, I dragged a single nail down her foot, from her toes to her heel. She jumped and kicked her tied legs, opening her eyes quickly.
I picked up a drinks coaster and placed it between her big toes, telling her if she kept in in place until half time, I would stop and we could go upstairs. She agreed and tried to distract herself with her phone but as I spider tickled across her soles, she began to giggle and tense her legs. I moved my fingers over to the tops of her feet, she shrieked and laughed loudly, dropping the coaster.
I continued to tickle her until half time, when I removed the straps and uncuffed her wrists, so she could have a break. I went to the kitchen to get another bottle of wine and some more ice for the ice bucket, returning to see Maria lying on the sofa in her underwear. She moved her feet to let me sit down before lifting one foot up to my face. I put her toes in my mouth and began licking and sucking them, making her giggle. As I looked down, I saw her rubbing herself as I sucked her toes. This was my cue to move to the bedroom.
We went upstairs and undressed each other before climbing on the bed. She kept tracing her fingernails down my sides, making me flinch as we kissed. She grabbed each wrist and cuffed my arms to the headboard before kissing down my body, getting to my hard cock. She turned around and straddled my chest before leaning over and sucking me off. I could see her bare soles either side of me, wrinkled and soft, staring back at me. As I got close, she stopped and spun around with an evil grin.
“It’s your turn” she said to me as she lay down next to me, putting her bare feet on my chest as she began to tickle my thighs and cock.
I squirmed and jolted, trying to keep the giggles in. She went between massaging me to tickling me, changing every thirty seconds or so, making sure that I was staring at her feet. After a while of teasing, she turned it up a notch and sat in between my legs, opening her legs and crossing her ankles on my chest before pleasuring herself with my magic wand, making me watch.
Once she was satisfied, she used the Velcro straps to tie my ankles and knees together, turned on my TV and put on Friends before lying next to me on the bed, tickling my hard cock. She said something about how she was going to enjoy this payback. She moved down my body and straddled my legs, tickling my feet whilst she watched the TV.
An episode of Friends later, she decided that I had learnt my lesson and she climbed on me, making me cum within a few minutes.
After finally being untied, we fooled around for the next few hours in bed and then again on the sofa downstairs, making sure I gave her a long foot rub, with a few tickles thrown in.
She said how she enjoyed teasing and tickling me and could have done it for longer but because it was late and we both had work in the morning, she needed to go.
Just before 4pm, she rang the doorbell. I took a while to answer, not wanting to seem too keen before opening the door. Maria was stood in a long coat, leggings and her Doc Martens. Once inside, I took her coat and she removed her black boots, revealing her pink socks. We kissed before I got her a glass of wine and took her to the sofa. We fooled around for a while before I noticed that it was nearly 5pm and asked her if she was ready. She popped to the toilet before coming back downstairs to the sofa. I took her hands and placed the cuffs on, before getting her onto the sofa on her stomach with her head resting on a pillow. I put a strap around her knees before folding her socks down to her heels and strapping her ankles together. I lifted her ankles before sitting down, placing her feet in my lap.
“You can have a brief break every quarter” I said to her.
She looked confused until I changed the channel on the TV to put the Eagles Bengals game on.
“What’s this shit?” she asked.
“American Football” I smiled.
“Doesn’t this last ages?” she asked.
I just nodded. “We can review the punishment at half time if you want to make it shorter, but it will be more intense”.
She put her head in her hands before grabbing her phone from the side table next to her and then taking a swig of wine. I pulled both pink socks over her heel slowly, keeping them covering her toes, exposing her soft heels and arches.
“If you can keep your socks there and not lift your feet off my lap, I will stop at half time” I said to her before picking up the feather and gliding it lightly up and down her left arch.
She scrunched her feet slightly, wrinkling her arches and stretched but managed to stay silent for a few minutes whilst scrolling through her phone. I moved to the right arch and repeated with the feather. She twitched a little more and rubbed her feet together, quickly realising that the motion would pull her sock off.
About 5 minutes into the game, she commented on how long the game was taking. I took this opportunity to have a bet with her. I put down the feather and began gliding the back of my nails slowly across both arches, making her wriggle and giggle a little more. I explained the basic rules of the game whilst tickling her slowly, but every time I got to a key bit of information, I tickled a bit harder. I think the first time was explaining the 4th down options.
“On the next play, if the Bengals run the ball, I will tickle your right foot. If they pass, I will tickle your left foot”
This went on for a bit, with the speed of my finger picking up, making her plant her face into her hands and laugh. Just as the Bengals got to 4th down, I asked her what would happen next. I can’t remember exactly what she said but it was either pass or run, not punt. She hadn’t remembered the 4th down scenario so as the ball was punted, I dug my fingers into both arches, making her snort and kick her right sock off, exposing her little toes. I spent the commercial break running the feather in between her toes, quickly resulting in the loss of her other sock.
I spent the next half an hour lightly ticking her soles and toes with both my fingers and the feather, asking her questions about the game, intensifying the tickling whenever she was about to answer. Feeling that she needed a break, I dripped some oil onto her soles and began massaging it in, paying special attention to her toes. Maria started moaning as I applied more pressure to her arches and the balls of her feet. After 10 minutes or so, I asked her to turn over. She pulled herself up against the cushion and put her perfect feet in my lap again, showing off her black nail polish. I carried on massaging her, noticing her eyes were now closed from enjoyment. When she least expected it, I dragged a single nail down her foot, from her toes to her heel. She jumped and kicked her tied legs, opening her eyes quickly.
I picked up a drinks coaster and placed it between her big toes, telling her if she kept in in place until half time, I would stop and we could go upstairs. She agreed and tried to distract herself with her phone but as I spider tickled across her soles, she began to giggle and tense her legs. I moved my fingers over to the tops of her feet, she shrieked and laughed loudly, dropping the coaster.
I continued to tickle her until half time, when I removed the straps and uncuffed her wrists, so she could have a break. I went to the kitchen to get another bottle of wine and some more ice for the ice bucket, returning to see Maria lying on the sofa in her underwear. She moved her feet to let me sit down before lifting one foot up to my face. I put her toes in my mouth and began licking and sucking them, making her giggle. As I looked down, I saw her rubbing herself as I sucked her toes. This was my cue to move to the bedroom.
We went upstairs and undressed each other before climbing on the bed. She kept tracing her fingernails down my sides, making me flinch as we kissed. She grabbed each wrist and cuffed my arms to the headboard before kissing down my body, getting to my hard cock. She turned around and straddled my chest before leaning over and sucking me off. I could see her bare soles either side of me, wrinkled and soft, staring back at me. As I got close, she stopped and spun around with an evil grin.
“It’s your turn” she said to me as she lay down next to me, putting her bare feet on my chest as she began to tickle my thighs and cock.
I squirmed and jolted, trying to keep the giggles in. She went between massaging me to tickling me, changing every thirty seconds or so, making sure that I was staring at her feet. After a while of teasing, she turned it up a notch and sat in between my legs, opening her legs and crossing her ankles on my chest before pleasuring herself with my magic wand, making me watch.
Once she was satisfied, she used the Velcro straps to tie my ankles and knees together, turned on my TV and put on Friends before lying next to me on the bed, tickling my hard cock. She said something about how she was going to enjoy this payback. She moved down my body and straddled my legs, tickling my feet whilst she watched the TV.
An episode of Friends later, she decided that I had learnt my lesson and she climbed on me, making me cum within a few minutes.
After finally being untied, we fooled around for the next few hours in bed and then again on the sofa downstairs, making sure I gave her a long foot rub, with a few tickles thrown in.
She said how she enjoyed teasing and tickling me and could have done it for longer but because it was late and we both had work in the morning, she needed to go.
