Veedubnut
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Hey again people. Ok here it is! Many thanks to anyone who took the time to read and commented on/enjoyed/hated my first story, its all appreciated. I'd also love to hear anything anybody has to say about this one, good, bad, worse than that 🙂 I take it all positively and just want to become a better writer, so feel free! Ok enough of this rubbish.....
“I think my silk ties and that four-poster I noticed in your room earlier are up for watching a movie, what do you reckon?”
Becky’s eyes widened in excited surprise as she paused for a moment… “Yes!!” she giggled spontaneously at him, still a little unsure what to say and also as to what he had in mind, but had already become too fond and curious of him to give any other answer. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, gazing up at the few extra inches he had on her. “Whats your favourite colour hun?” she posed cooly. “Well….As a guy, I like a nice deep green or a blue, but there’s nothing sweeter to me than a pretty pink lady”, he replied. “I’ll bear that in mind”, she replied softly before kissing him on the cheek and letting go. He grinned at her warmly as they made their way to the front door. “I’ll be seeing you on Thursday then!” Dave then turned and disappeared down the pathway, unable to believe what he had just experienced and unable to wipe that huge grin from his face. He looked over his shoulder to see one of her little hands waving at him before the door closed in front of it, and he climbed into his car.
Becky sat herself on the edge of the big, springy metal-framed four-poster double bed she had inherited as a rather generous housewarming gift just a few months ago, knowing that Dave would be here with her in just a couple of hours. She didn’t have to go into work this week and the two days since she was with him had dragged painfully. She looked over it excitedly, and with more than one or two butterflies creeping around her stomach. Just what exactly did he have planned? ‘Would he really tie me to this thing and tickle me for hours on end?’ she thought to herself… ‘Would I really try and stop him?’ She smirked as she reached for her polish bag. “Nothing sweeter than a pretty pink lady”, she mumbled as she pulled those sweet little feet up onto the bed and kicked off her slippers, rummaging through the bag at the same time. ‘Ah hah!’ One by one, she applied layers of her softest, most subtle baby pink polish to each of her dainty little toes, to the point of perfection. Pleased herself with the result, she lay back and closed her eyes, giving them a few minutes to dry. Now all she had to do was get washed and changed and wait excitedly for whatever would be….
Dave had endured a similarly agonisingly slow couple of days, but had the torment of restraining his excitement whilst going about his job to boot. Although this had given him the time to realise just how much he was falling for Becky following his awesome time with her, and that now the heat of the moment had died down, he was even starting to have doubts over his cunning little plan for the evening, as the last thing he wanted to do was ruin this great opportunity by pushing her too far so early. But still, ‘See how it goes eh’ he thought to himself as he climbed out of the car, stuffing his silky ties into his jacket pockets before heading up the garden path.
She swung the front door open and threw her arms around him, much to his satisfaction and delight. “Aww Ive missed you!” she said playfully before walking him inside. Her inviting appearance was toying with his mind before he could even open his mouth. If only he could of paused time for a few moments simply to eye her up, such was his amazement. Her red skinny fit top which exposed her silky smooth and super flat stomach whilst hugging her perfectly formed breasts, her cute little denim skirt, not too short but plenty enough to reveal her unfaultable legs, their remarkable smoothness little surprise to him following his experience with her feet, and finally those cute little all-white ankle socks, almost laughing at him as they covered the feet of his dreams from his hungry eyes. He kept his cool however, and they moved into the front room and sat together on the sofa where it had all taken place just a couple of days ago, much to Dave’s torment, and began making conversation over a drink. Things were once again progressing very smoothly, and after a while the two found themselves quite happily in each others arms, Dave with his feet on the floor, Becky with hers parked on the coffee table, and directly in his line of sight. He couldn’t take his eyes off them. Seeing straight through the cotton and into those perfect little toes, he wondered to himself how long this would continue. After a while longer of light hearted conversation and flirty behaviour, his luck turned. She decided that she had deprived the poor guy long enough, and made her move. Pulling her right foot onto his left knee and gently caressing it with her sole, she looked him in the eye and after a moment or two questioned: “Wanna go next door? I remember you saying you liked my bed or something.” A wide smile shot across his face as he was taken by the hand and pulled off the sofa, and into her room. She sat him down before sitting on his lap, and in a curious and innocent tone asked him what he had planned for her again. Still unsure as to whether or not this was a good idea, he cast his eyes over the bed and let out a nervous little sigh. Her eyes followed his curiously, before something else caught hers. It was Dave’s jacket, which she had laid across a chair to the opposite side of the bed. Not the jacket itself, but what was that hanging out of its pocket? She climbed across the bed and to it, before reaching in and pulling out the first of his silk ties. The pocket was clearly bulging, and she soon had all four in her hands, each a different colour and pattern. She smiled at him as his face turned a fine shade of pink. “Have a bit of a thing for ties do we baby?” “I, uh….I didn’t want to…” He was getting himself a bit worked up…. “Its fine, I had a wonderful time with you and those little devil fingers of yours the other night.” He smiled as he felt the weight drop off his shoulders. “I like you Becky, a lot. And the last thing I wanna do is push it too far and, ya know….” Her eyes wore a touched and surprised look at his unselfish consideration as she put an arm around his shoulder. “Dave, there’s no way your ever gonna upset me by….playing with me! I didn’t think I’d need to remind you how much I love it.” She smirked at him wickedly before proceeding to blow his mind with her actions, again. “Besides, I’d hate to think you were gonna disappoint me after leaving me on edge like that the other night”, she whispered softly into his ear, before taking one of the ties and gently rubbing it around her wrist. “Boy that feels nice…”
Dave was overcome with a glorious mixture of shock and delight all over again. He threw her back onto the bed as she giggled away at him, she didn’t fight as he straddled her and began using that first tie to clamp her wrists together above her head. “Im glad you like them sugar, cos were gonna need all four to keep you down!” “Damn right you are!” She squealed back at him, trying to bounce her back up and down as he used a second tie to secure her wrists to the central rail of the headboard. He secured her nicely and then sat back and ran his eyes over her again, really unable to get enough of her beauty. “How does that feel?” She curled her feet and started prodding him in the stomach with the tips of her toes. “It feels like I can still get you!! Hahaha!” “Make the most of it honey” he smirked at her. “Make the most of it.” He then took her right ankle, and spread her leg as wide as possible before wrapping another tie around it. And making the most of it she was! Using her left foot to jab at his ribs playfully as he struggled to secure the right. After what turned out to be a few minutes of battling against her sweetly helpless little defences, he finally secured the ankle. “Gotcha! Haha!! What you gonna do now girlie?” he teased as he ran his fingers down the shin of her now still left leg. “Uhh…..umm!….Im…” Her leg had been spread and all but secured before she gave up searching for an answer. “Oh I see, very effective” he teased, as he secured the final tie. He climbed off the bed and looked down on her, taking in the sweetest of all his ‘appreciative’ moments so far.
“Kiss me Dave.” She asked softly, gazing longingly into his eyes. “Before you do anything else to me, please just kiss me.” He resisted the temptation to pinch himself stupid as he grinned at her, overwhelmed by joy, before climbing on top of her and lowered himself to meet her. “Anytime baby…” The couple shared this special moment…slowly, emotionally charged, perfectly. The greatest seal of affection possible had left both of them feeling easier and even more excited at what was in store. Dave pulled away, promising her much more later on. He walked slowly around to the end of the bed, thinking to himself that he was fairly certain that Becky had never been in a situation like this before as her nerves just seemed to be non-existent, all she could do was grin at him and cheekily poke her tongue out, dreamlike. Just as he was about to sit himself down at her left foot, he noticed something on the wall. The light was controlled by a dimmer switch, what better way to add to the atmosphere? He strolled over casually and twisted it down to a lazy, but rather intense level that still gave him perfect sight of what he was doing. “Ooooh!” “Indeed”, he replied cooly, proceeding to park himself next to her helpless little left foot this time. “Hows this for ooooh??!!” He ran a steady finger up and down the centre of her sole at a slow pace. “heeeheehaa!…oooh yee….yes! Heeheee!” That glorious combination of her soft, warm sole and her playful, innocent laughter melted him instantly. His endless hours of craving were finally over. He couldn’t resist any longer. Slipping a couple of fingers into the heel of her sock, he eased it off in a second, to be greeted by those five beautiful, remarkable, and now perfectly pink toes. She began wriggling them playfully, “Heee…nothing sweeter than pretty pink?” Knowing no other way to show his affection, and overcome with lust and excitement, he leaned down and planted two soft little kisses on her foot. The first on top of her toes, the second in the middle of her arch, breathing in deeply and capturing her wonderful aroma at the same time. “Ooooh!…are you..eehehe…kissing my foot?!” He didn’t say anything, just smiling at her with wildly excited eyes. “Hehe…I didn’t say stop did I?!” Time for another composure check. “I’d love to carry on baby, but I have to get back to work you see.”
With this, he placed four fingertips on her sole, and instantly began scribbling like a madman. “Woooooooooaaaaa!! Nooooo!! Eeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhh!!!!! Eeeeeheheheeeeeeeeeehehhheeeeeeheeee!!!! Thaaaa…. Ooooooohhhh!!!!!!!!!! Muaaaaaahahaaaaahahaaaa!!!!!! Hheeeeeheheheeeeeheheeehhhheeee!! Aaaaaahhhhhahahahaaaa!!!! Ohhhhh!!! Nnnoooooo!!!!” Becky was squirming helplessly as her back bounced up and down on the mattress, the couple of inches it had to do so anyway, and it just completely threw him into overdrive. “How does THAT feel?!” He pulled her toes back and used a couple of fingers to scurry along the bottoms of them, and then rotate this with making little circles around the balls of her foot. “Gaaaaaaahhhh!!!!! Ooooooooowwwweeee!! heeeeeeeheheheheeeeeeeehhheeeeeee!!!!! Nnnnn….nnnnoooooooo!!!!!!! T…..toooeeess!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhaaaaaahaaaaahaaaahaaaaa!!!! Ppp…..pleeeeeeeaseeee!!!! Ooooooooooohh!!! Aaaaaaawwww!!!! Eeeeeeeheheheeeeeeeheeeee!!!!!!” She was at his complete mercy now, and the sight of her head beating desperately from side to side on the pillow as she howled with laughter and arched her back for the couple of inches she could was almost too much for his mind to deal with. After a couple of minutes continuous tormenting of the helpless little foot, he decided he was fast becoming a little over excited himself and pulled his hand away, allowing her to catch her breath again. “Woooweeee!!…..” She gasped at the air in between blowing her once straight hair from her face. “You!…..eehehe….my poor little foot!….Im gonna get you so bad when I get out of this!…heeheeehe….” He smiled back at her dominantly, strolling round to the other side of the bed and sitting down at her right foot. “Now that could take a little while, couldn’t it?” He placed a hand on top of her foot as he watched her cute smile spread across her cheeks. “You have one minute to tell me why you made it such hard work for me to tie you down, or not only is this sock coming off too, Im gonna tickle both these pretty little things til you cant take any more! Now please tell me….” He began walking the index and middle finger of his right hand slowly up and down her soft little sole. “B….buttt!!….eeeeheheee!…..I…Iyaaaa…. Ooooohh!!……eeeeheeehee…..nooo….nnnot faaaiir!!!!…..heeeeheehahaaaa!!” The sure and steady wandering up and down her foot continued to get the better of her…. “Thirty seconds….” “Ohhhh! ….heeeehehee!!…..not…..faaaair!!!…sssstop!!!!…ooooeeeeheheeeeheeheee!!!!” “Five, four, three, two, one.” He pulled the fingers away and smirked at her nervously excited eyes. “Oh….I was expecting you to say something sugar, I didn’t realise you wanted me to tickle both your feet at once.” He cooly began peeling back her sock… “Not fair!!” She squealed as she suddenly felt the fresh air hit her foot. “You!…eehehe….stop tickling me and let me speak!!” He tossed the sock to the floor and felt a wave of fresh excitement hit him as her second set of pretty pink toes wiggled invitingly at him. “Too late!” He stood up and moved to the foot of the bed, perching on his knees before feeding his arms through its cold, metallic rails. “Your chance has passed.”
“Gaaaaaaahhh!!! Noooooo!!!!! Aaaaaaaaahhahaaahahaaaahahaaaa!!!!! Ooooooh!! Ooooooh!! Eeeeeeeeheeeeheheheeeeee!!!! Woooooo!!! Aaaaaaahahahahaaaaa!!! Oooowwweeeeeeee!!!!! Oohhhhhhhhh!!! Heeeeeeeeehehehehehaaaaaaaaa!!!!” Becky was elevated to another level of torment once more as his fingertips deviously scratched up and down the soles of her helpless little feet. All she could do was thrash away wildly at the inches of freedom she had and miserably fail to drown out her torture with her own hysterical laughter. Her complete inability to cope with the teasing patterns of Dave’s fingers as he exposed all of her weakest spots was golden to him, and he soon found the verbal torments flowing without even knowing he was doing so. “Aww….she’s got such lovely little feet and she loves it when I tickle them…she told me so! And cos I like her so much Im gonna tickle them all night long…” Somehow she managed to hear this above her own voice, but quickly ensured she would miss anything else he had to say. “Gaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!! Noooooooaaaahhaaaahahahahahaa!!! Ssss…..sssstoppppp!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhh!!!! Aaaaaaahahaaaaahahahahahaaaa!!! Eeeeeeeeeheheheeeeheheeeeee!!!!!” the all out tormenting continued a little while longer, until he could sense her exhaustion creeping in (not to mention his off the scale levels of arousal) and offered her a bit of an escape. “Tell me somewhere else I can tickle you, and I’ll stop, ok?”…. “Ahhaaaahahahaaahheeeeheheheeeee!!!! Aa……aaaaa….aaaanywherrrrrrreee!!!!!! Eeeeheheheeeeehaaaaahahahahaaaa!!!” This answer seemed to satisfy Dave, as he instantly pulled his hands back through the rails and climbed to his feet.
“Your so cute, you know that?” He teased, straddling her hips and looking into her rosy-red face fondly. “I….I cant see you, let alone me!” He brushed her wild hair from her deep brown eyes, her look suggested that she was beginning to regain composure after a short break. “Anywhere hey…” He questioned curiously. That look soon turned to wide-eyed fear, even though she was struggling to cover her playful grin. “Nn…no! I just…. waaaoooowieeeeheheheee!!” The feeling of a single finger slowly running from the left end of her waistline to the right was enough to provoke a tiny burst of giggles, he could almost feel sorry for her as he began gathering that her sensitivity issue perhaps wasn’t strictly a foot thing. “You just what, baby?” He questioned, removing his hand from her body. “hehe….I just wanted to get you off my feet for a second!” “Oh yes, I think they’ve suffered enough for now.” He grinned at her as he began slowly walking two fingertips across her smooth, exposed stomach. “But the problem is, I don’t just like your feet, I like all of you.” She smiled at him adoringly, trying to shut out the steady marching of his fingers as they wandered from one side of her tummy to the other. “Iyaa….I like…hehee…you too h..h..huhoney…but…eeehee!…it doesssnt mean…hehe…you gotta tehehehickle all of me!” He smiled cooly… “I hope you don’t think this is all Im about, but it would be such a crying shame to pass up this wonderful opportunity don’t you think?” With this, two more fingers joined the action and in pairs they began walking up and down the sides of her stomach, slowly from waistline to ribs and back down again. “Aww….your giggling! Are you ticklish there?” he teased playfully. “heeheehehee! Oooh! Oooh! Aaagaaah!! Oooh…heeeheeehehee!…o…ok!!…heeehee…weeehahave done that bit!!…heehehehee!!” He gave her a sarcastic look of confusion… “Done that bit? Why were just getting started!” She closed her eyes tight and bit her lip as she braced herself for what was coming, and surely enough within seconds a four fingered attack was dancing its way up and down either side of her helplessly exposed tummy. “Gaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaahahahaaahahaaahahaaaaaaaa!!!!! Nnnnn!!!….nnnnnnoooo!!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!! Aaaaaaaawwwweeeeeee!!!!!! Aaaaaahahahaaaa!! Woooooaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaa!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeheheeeeeeoooooooooohhhhh!!!!!!!” The determined facial pose melted instantly into an uncontrollable fit of crazed laughter as she thrashed for all she could and turned a similar colour to a tomato within seconds. “Wow, and I thought your feet were ticklish!” Becky couldn’t reply. The torment was so great that all she could physically do was laugh the walls down and pray inside for the fingers to stop. Dave kept this up until her sweet volleys of squealing and giggling had satisfied him enough, then he cranked the tempo down a little for her, moving his fingers to the centre of her stomach, and slowing right down to an almost bearable pace. “Ohhhh!……ohhhh….heeeheeha!!….p… pleeeease!…ahhh….ooooh!” She grasped a regular breathing pattern once more as her composure started to creep back in. As intended, the light dancing on her stomach appeared to be having little effect in comparison to what she had just endured, as he saw that she could use a break. “Ohhhh YOU!!….heehehehee!… Iyaahaaa……cant believe!! …..ohhhh! ..please tell meeehehee!! Weeve duhhun that bit now! Hehehee!” He stopped, before inching his way up her chest and finding a comfy position to straddle her ribcage. “Yup, were done there sweetie.”
“Nohoho!! Nnno! You are not!” She could see his eyes dashing from one helplessly restrained armpit to the other as he sat there, arms folded. “Hush you Im thinking! You worry about getting your breath back!” He teased with playful authority. And thinking he was. As inviting as her exposed and there for the taking pits were, he was cursing not having the confidence to remove her top earlier, and couldn’t help but feel they would be a lot more fun (and sensitive!) in the flesh, and that maybe she had endured enough for one night. Afterall, he was fairly confident a lot more energy would be required after he had untied her, and the last thing that would be on her mind would be being tied up again! Suddenly, she interrupted his concentration with an idea of her own. “No! hehe….leave them alone! I have a better idea!” “Try me.” He replied, grinning questioningly. “Why don’t you get back down there and finish that job you started on my feet earlier?” He looked confused and excited… “You started kissing them! Ohh that felt good… You said you like them and I did them all pink just for you! Go on…please! Kiss my toes…”
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I'd love to take this further, if you people want to read it!
“I think my silk ties and that four-poster I noticed in your room earlier are up for watching a movie, what do you reckon?”
Becky’s eyes widened in excited surprise as she paused for a moment… “Yes!!” she giggled spontaneously at him, still a little unsure what to say and also as to what he had in mind, but had already become too fond and curious of him to give any other answer. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, gazing up at the few extra inches he had on her. “Whats your favourite colour hun?” she posed cooly. “Well….As a guy, I like a nice deep green or a blue, but there’s nothing sweeter to me than a pretty pink lady”, he replied. “I’ll bear that in mind”, she replied softly before kissing him on the cheek and letting go. He grinned at her warmly as they made their way to the front door. “I’ll be seeing you on Thursday then!” Dave then turned and disappeared down the pathway, unable to believe what he had just experienced and unable to wipe that huge grin from his face. He looked over his shoulder to see one of her little hands waving at him before the door closed in front of it, and he climbed into his car.
Becky sat herself on the edge of the big, springy metal-framed four-poster double bed she had inherited as a rather generous housewarming gift just a few months ago, knowing that Dave would be here with her in just a couple of hours. She didn’t have to go into work this week and the two days since she was with him had dragged painfully. She looked over it excitedly, and with more than one or two butterflies creeping around her stomach. Just what exactly did he have planned? ‘Would he really tie me to this thing and tickle me for hours on end?’ she thought to herself… ‘Would I really try and stop him?’ She smirked as she reached for her polish bag. “Nothing sweeter than a pretty pink lady”, she mumbled as she pulled those sweet little feet up onto the bed and kicked off her slippers, rummaging through the bag at the same time. ‘Ah hah!’ One by one, she applied layers of her softest, most subtle baby pink polish to each of her dainty little toes, to the point of perfection. Pleased herself with the result, she lay back and closed her eyes, giving them a few minutes to dry. Now all she had to do was get washed and changed and wait excitedly for whatever would be….
Dave had endured a similarly agonisingly slow couple of days, but had the torment of restraining his excitement whilst going about his job to boot. Although this had given him the time to realise just how much he was falling for Becky following his awesome time with her, and that now the heat of the moment had died down, he was even starting to have doubts over his cunning little plan for the evening, as the last thing he wanted to do was ruin this great opportunity by pushing her too far so early. But still, ‘See how it goes eh’ he thought to himself as he climbed out of the car, stuffing his silky ties into his jacket pockets before heading up the garden path.
She swung the front door open and threw her arms around him, much to his satisfaction and delight. “Aww Ive missed you!” she said playfully before walking him inside. Her inviting appearance was toying with his mind before he could even open his mouth. If only he could of paused time for a few moments simply to eye her up, such was his amazement. Her red skinny fit top which exposed her silky smooth and super flat stomach whilst hugging her perfectly formed breasts, her cute little denim skirt, not too short but plenty enough to reveal her unfaultable legs, their remarkable smoothness little surprise to him following his experience with her feet, and finally those cute little all-white ankle socks, almost laughing at him as they covered the feet of his dreams from his hungry eyes. He kept his cool however, and they moved into the front room and sat together on the sofa where it had all taken place just a couple of days ago, much to Dave’s torment, and began making conversation over a drink. Things were once again progressing very smoothly, and after a while the two found themselves quite happily in each others arms, Dave with his feet on the floor, Becky with hers parked on the coffee table, and directly in his line of sight. He couldn’t take his eyes off them. Seeing straight through the cotton and into those perfect little toes, he wondered to himself how long this would continue. After a while longer of light hearted conversation and flirty behaviour, his luck turned. She decided that she had deprived the poor guy long enough, and made her move. Pulling her right foot onto his left knee and gently caressing it with her sole, she looked him in the eye and after a moment or two questioned: “Wanna go next door? I remember you saying you liked my bed or something.” A wide smile shot across his face as he was taken by the hand and pulled off the sofa, and into her room. She sat him down before sitting on his lap, and in a curious and innocent tone asked him what he had planned for her again. Still unsure as to whether or not this was a good idea, he cast his eyes over the bed and let out a nervous little sigh. Her eyes followed his curiously, before something else caught hers. It was Dave’s jacket, which she had laid across a chair to the opposite side of the bed. Not the jacket itself, but what was that hanging out of its pocket? She climbed across the bed and to it, before reaching in and pulling out the first of his silk ties. The pocket was clearly bulging, and she soon had all four in her hands, each a different colour and pattern. She smiled at him as his face turned a fine shade of pink. “Have a bit of a thing for ties do we baby?” “I, uh….I didn’t want to…” He was getting himself a bit worked up…. “Its fine, I had a wonderful time with you and those little devil fingers of yours the other night.” He smiled as he felt the weight drop off his shoulders. “I like you Becky, a lot. And the last thing I wanna do is push it too far and, ya know….” Her eyes wore a touched and surprised look at his unselfish consideration as she put an arm around his shoulder. “Dave, there’s no way your ever gonna upset me by….playing with me! I didn’t think I’d need to remind you how much I love it.” She smirked at him wickedly before proceeding to blow his mind with her actions, again. “Besides, I’d hate to think you were gonna disappoint me after leaving me on edge like that the other night”, she whispered softly into his ear, before taking one of the ties and gently rubbing it around her wrist. “Boy that feels nice…”
Dave was overcome with a glorious mixture of shock and delight all over again. He threw her back onto the bed as she giggled away at him, she didn’t fight as he straddled her and began using that first tie to clamp her wrists together above her head. “Im glad you like them sugar, cos were gonna need all four to keep you down!” “Damn right you are!” She squealed back at him, trying to bounce her back up and down as he used a second tie to secure her wrists to the central rail of the headboard. He secured her nicely and then sat back and ran his eyes over her again, really unable to get enough of her beauty. “How does that feel?” She curled her feet and started prodding him in the stomach with the tips of her toes. “It feels like I can still get you!! Hahaha!” “Make the most of it honey” he smirked at her. “Make the most of it.” He then took her right ankle, and spread her leg as wide as possible before wrapping another tie around it. And making the most of it she was! Using her left foot to jab at his ribs playfully as he struggled to secure the right. After what turned out to be a few minutes of battling against her sweetly helpless little defences, he finally secured the ankle. “Gotcha! Haha!! What you gonna do now girlie?” he teased as he ran his fingers down the shin of her now still left leg. “Uhh…..umm!….Im…” Her leg had been spread and all but secured before she gave up searching for an answer. “Oh I see, very effective” he teased, as he secured the final tie. He climbed off the bed and looked down on her, taking in the sweetest of all his ‘appreciative’ moments so far.
“Kiss me Dave.” She asked softly, gazing longingly into his eyes. “Before you do anything else to me, please just kiss me.” He resisted the temptation to pinch himself stupid as he grinned at her, overwhelmed by joy, before climbing on top of her and lowered himself to meet her. “Anytime baby…” The couple shared this special moment…slowly, emotionally charged, perfectly. The greatest seal of affection possible had left both of them feeling easier and even more excited at what was in store. Dave pulled away, promising her much more later on. He walked slowly around to the end of the bed, thinking to himself that he was fairly certain that Becky had never been in a situation like this before as her nerves just seemed to be non-existent, all she could do was grin at him and cheekily poke her tongue out, dreamlike. Just as he was about to sit himself down at her left foot, he noticed something on the wall. The light was controlled by a dimmer switch, what better way to add to the atmosphere? He strolled over casually and twisted it down to a lazy, but rather intense level that still gave him perfect sight of what he was doing. “Ooooh!” “Indeed”, he replied cooly, proceeding to park himself next to her helpless little left foot this time. “Hows this for ooooh??!!” He ran a steady finger up and down the centre of her sole at a slow pace. “heeeheehaa!…oooh yee….yes! Heeheee!” That glorious combination of her soft, warm sole and her playful, innocent laughter melted him instantly. His endless hours of craving were finally over. He couldn’t resist any longer. Slipping a couple of fingers into the heel of her sock, he eased it off in a second, to be greeted by those five beautiful, remarkable, and now perfectly pink toes. She began wriggling them playfully, “Heee…nothing sweeter than pretty pink?” Knowing no other way to show his affection, and overcome with lust and excitement, he leaned down and planted two soft little kisses on her foot. The first on top of her toes, the second in the middle of her arch, breathing in deeply and capturing her wonderful aroma at the same time. “Ooooh!…are you..eehehe…kissing my foot?!” He didn’t say anything, just smiling at her with wildly excited eyes. “Hehe…I didn’t say stop did I?!” Time for another composure check. “I’d love to carry on baby, but I have to get back to work you see.”
With this, he placed four fingertips on her sole, and instantly began scribbling like a madman. “Woooooooooaaaaa!! Nooooo!! Eeeeeeeaaaaaahhhhh!!!!! Eeeeeheheheeeeeeeeeehehhheeeeeeheeee!!!! Thaaaa…. Ooooooohhhh!!!!!!!!!! Muaaaaaahahaaaaahahaaaa!!!!!! Hheeeeeheheheeeeeheheeehhhheeee!! Aaaaaahhhhhahahahaaaa!!!! Ohhhhh!!! Nnnoooooo!!!!” Becky was squirming helplessly as her back bounced up and down on the mattress, the couple of inches it had to do so anyway, and it just completely threw him into overdrive. “How does THAT feel?!” He pulled her toes back and used a couple of fingers to scurry along the bottoms of them, and then rotate this with making little circles around the balls of her foot. “Gaaaaaaahhhh!!!!! Ooooooooowwwweeee!! heeeeeeeheheheheeeeeeeehhheeeeeee!!!!! Nnnnn….nnnnoooooooo!!!!!!! T…..toooeeess!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhaaaaaahaaaaahaaaahaaaaa!!!! Ppp…..pleeeeeeeaseeee!!!! Ooooooooooohh!!! Aaaaaaawwww!!!! Eeeeeeeheheheeeeeeeheeeee!!!!!!” She was at his complete mercy now, and the sight of her head beating desperately from side to side on the pillow as she howled with laughter and arched her back for the couple of inches she could was almost too much for his mind to deal with. After a couple of minutes continuous tormenting of the helpless little foot, he decided he was fast becoming a little over excited himself and pulled his hand away, allowing her to catch her breath again. “Woooweeee!!…..” She gasped at the air in between blowing her once straight hair from her face. “You!…..eehehe….my poor little foot!….Im gonna get you so bad when I get out of this!…heeheeehe….” He smiled back at her dominantly, strolling round to the other side of the bed and sitting down at her right foot. “Now that could take a little while, couldn’t it?” He placed a hand on top of her foot as he watched her cute smile spread across her cheeks. “You have one minute to tell me why you made it such hard work for me to tie you down, or not only is this sock coming off too, Im gonna tickle both these pretty little things til you cant take any more! Now please tell me….” He began walking the index and middle finger of his right hand slowly up and down her soft little sole. “B….buttt!!….eeeeheheee!…..I…Iyaaaa…. Ooooohh!!……eeeeheeehee…..nooo….nnnot faaaiir!!!!…..heeeeheehahaaaa!!” The sure and steady wandering up and down her foot continued to get the better of her…. “Thirty seconds….” “Ohhhh! ….heeeehehee!!…..not…..faaaair!!!…sssstop!!!!…ooooeeeeheheeeeheeheee!!!!” “Five, four, three, two, one.” He pulled the fingers away and smirked at her nervously excited eyes. “Oh….I was expecting you to say something sugar, I didn’t realise you wanted me to tickle both your feet at once.” He cooly began peeling back her sock… “Not fair!!” She squealed as she suddenly felt the fresh air hit her foot. “You!…eehehe….stop tickling me and let me speak!!” He tossed the sock to the floor and felt a wave of fresh excitement hit him as her second set of pretty pink toes wiggled invitingly at him. “Too late!” He stood up and moved to the foot of the bed, perching on his knees before feeding his arms through its cold, metallic rails. “Your chance has passed.”
“Gaaaaaaahhh!!! Noooooo!!!!! Aaaaaaaaahhahaaahahaaaahahaaaa!!!!! Ooooooh!! Ooooooh!! Eeeeeeeeheeeeheheheeeeee!!!! Woooooo!!! Aaaaaaahahahahaaaaa!!! Oooowwweeeeeeee!!!!! Oohhhhhhhhh!!! Heeeeeeeeehehehehehaaaaaaaaa!!!!” Becky was elevated to another level of torment once more as his fingertips deviously scratched up and down the soles of her helpless little feet. All she could do was thrash away wildly at the inches of freedom she had and miserably fail to drown out her torture with her own hysterical laughter. Her complete inability to cope with the teasing patterns of Dave’s fingers as he exposed all of her weakest spots was golden to him, and he soon found the verbal torments flowing without even knowing he was doing so. “Aww….she’s got such lovely little feet and she loves it when I tickle them…she told me so! And cos I like her so much Im gonna tickle them all night long…” Somehow she managed to hear this above her own voice, but quickly ensured she would miss anything else he had to say. “Gaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!!!! Noooooooaaaahhaaaahahahahahaa!!! Ssss…..sssstoppppp!!!!!! Ohhhhhhhh!!!!! Ohhhhhh!!!! Aaaaaaahahaaaaahahahahahaaaa!!! Eeeeeeeeeheheheeeeheheeeeee!!!!!” the all out tormenting continued a little while longer, until he could sense her exhaustion creeping in (not to mention his off the scale levels of arousal) and offered her a bit of an escape. “Tell me somewhere else I can tickle you, and I’ll stop, ok?”…. “Ahhaaaahahahaaahheeeeheheheeeee!!!! Aa……aaaaa….aaaanywherrrrrrreee!!!!!! Eeeeheheheeeeehaaaaahahahahaaaa!!!” This answer seemed to satisfy Dave, as he instantly pulled his hands back through the rails and climbed to his feet.
“Your so cute, you know that?” He teased, straddling her hips and looking into her rosy-red face fondly. “I….I cant see you, let alone me!” He brushed her wild hair from her deep brown eyes, her look suggested that she was beginning to regain composure after a short break. “Anywhere hey…” He questioned curiously. That look soon turned to wide-eyed fear, even though she was struggling to cover her playful grin. “Nn…no! I just…. waaaoooowieeeeheheheee!!” The feeling of a single finger slowly running from the left end of her waistline to the right was enough to provoke a tiny burst of giggles, he could almost feel sorry for her as he began gathering that her sensitivity issue perhaps wasn’t strictly a foot thing. “You just what, baby?” He questioned, removing his hand from her body. “hehe….I just wanted to get you off my feet for a second!” “Oh yes, I think they’ve suffered enough for now.” He grinned at her as he began slowly walking two fingertips across her smooth, exposed stomach. “But the problem is, I don’t just like your feet, I like all of you.” She smiled at him adoringly, trying to shut out the steady marching of his fingers as they wandered from one side of her tummy to the other. “Iyaa….I like…hehee…you too h..h..huhoney…but…eeehee!…it doesssnt mean…hehe…you gotta tehehehickle all of me!” He smiled cooly… “I hope you don’t think this is all Im about, but it would be such a crying shame to pass up this wonderful opportunity don’t you think?” With this, two more fingers joined the action and in pairs they began walking up and down the sides of her stomach, slowly from waistline to ribs and back down again. “Aww….your giggling! Are you ticklish there?” he teased playfully. “heeheehehee! Oooh! Oooh! Aaagaaah!! Oooh…heeeheeehehee!…o…ok!!…heeehee…weeehahave done that bit!!…heehehehee!!” He gave her a sarcastic look of confusion… “Done that bit? Why were just getting started!” She closed her eyes tight and bit her lip as she braced herself for what was coming, and surely enough within seconds a four fingered attack was dancing its way up and down either side of her helplessly exposed tummy. “Gaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!! Aaaaaaaahahahaaahahaaahahaaaaaaaa!!!!! Nnnnn!!!….nnnnnnoooo!!!!! Ohhhhh!!!!! Aaaaaaaawwwweeeeeee!!!!!! Aaaaaahahahaaaa!! Woooooaaaahhhhhaaaahahahahaaa!!!!! Heeeeeeeeeheheeeeeeoooooooooohhhhh!!!!!!!” The determined facial pose melted instantly into an uncontrollable fit of crazed laughter as she thrashed for all she could and turned a similar colour to a tomato within seconds. “Wow, and I thought your feet were ticklish!” Becky couldn’t reply. The torment was so great that all she could physically do was laugh the walls down and pray inside for the fingers to stop. Dave kept this up until her sweet volleys of squealing and giggling had satisfied him enough, then he cranked the tempo down a little for her, moving his fingers to the centre of her stomach, and slowing right down to an almost bearable pace. “Ohhhh!……ohhhh….heeeheeha!!….p… pleeeease!…ahhh….ooooh!” She grasped a regular breathing pattern once more as her composure started to creep back in. As intended, the light dancing on her stomach appeared to be having little effect in comparison to what she had just endured, as he saw that she could use a break. “Ohhhh YOU!!….heehehehee!… Iyaahaaa……cant believe!! …..ohhhh! ..please tell meeehehee!! Weeve duhhun that bit now! Hehehee!” He stopped, before inching his way up her chest and finding a comfy position to straddle her ribcage. “Yup, were done there sweetie.”
“Nohoho!! Nnno! You are not!” She could see his eyes dashing from one helplessly restrained armpit to the other as he sat there, arms folded. “Hush you Im thinking! You worry about getting your breath back!” He teased with playful authority. And thinking he was. As inviting as her exposed and there for the taking pits were, he was cursing not having the confidence to remove her top earlier, and couldn’t help but feel they would be a lot more fun (and sensitive!) in the flesh, and that maybe she had endured enough for one night. Afterall, he was fairly confident a lot more energy would be required after he had untied her, and the last thing that would be on her mind would be being tied up again! Suddenly, she interrupted his concentration with an idea of her own. “No! hehe….leave them alone! I have a better idea!” “Try me.” He replied, grinning questioningly. “Why don’t you get back down there and finish that job you started on my feet earlier?” He looked confused and excited… “You started kissing them! Ohh that felt good… You said you like them and I did them all pink just for you! Go on…please! Kiss my toes…”
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