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IMPORTANT: This story uses characters who have been introduced in previous stories of mine. Cheerleader attack (part 2, part 3) and Stan and Lisa's First Time. If you're in for the long haul, read the whole thing, but if you just want a summary of Stan and Lisa's relationship, The introduction to Stan and Lisa's First Tine sums it up nicely. Again, reading of these stories is not necessary to enjoy this, but it is recommended.
This story contains extreme F/M tickling, teasing, orgasm denial and a lot of foot worship. If any of these themes bother you, please do not read on.
Please also note that this story takes a while to get to the tickling, there's a lot of foot worship first. The tickling's good and intense when you get to it, though >_>
If people like this, I'll write more.
Tickled by her feet
Stan opened the door and called to see if Lisa was home. No answer. "That's strange" he thought. Lisa's last class today was much closer than his, she would normally be home long before him. He knew she was supposed to have a meeting with a professor of a class she really wasn't doing at all well in, and he hoped that she wasn't getting a hard time about it. He hated seeing her upset in any way, her happiness was essential to HIS happiness. Whenever she was upset, he always did whatever he could to cheer her up, as she always did for him. He put on the kettle and started to make a sandwich when his cell rang. He answered it, and it turned out to be Lisa. "Hey princess, I was just thinking about you" he said. "Oh baby, I'm sorry I'm late" she said. She sounded fatigued and worn out. "I'll be home in a few minutes" she said. "Are you all right?" asked Stan, concerned. "I'll be fine, baby, I just haven't had the best day... How are you?" she asked. "I'm fine, princess, just having some food" he replied. "I'm SO glad it's friday" she said. "I'll see you in a minute", She hung up. Stan wondered just how tiring the meeting had been, he couldn't bear the thought of her being that uncomfortable. She was right, though, it was Friday, so they could relax all night if they wanted to. He hoped he could make her feel better when she got home. He ate his sandwich, put on some music and waited.
Lisa finally opened the door and came in, exhausted. She had had a rough day, and she knew the only thing that could cheer her up was her boyfriend. She hated being apart from him for so long. As she was thinking this, he came out of the kitchen, having heard the door closing. She was always struck by how handsome he was whenever she saw him. "Oh baby, I missed you" she said as she ran towards him, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. She leaned her head against his chest, and he held her tight and stroked her long hair. "It's OK princess, it's OK" he said soothingly. As Lisa lay there in his arms, she felt completely secure again. "Mmmmm" she moaned, as Stan kissed her. She looked utterly stunning, as usual. The skirt she was wearing showed off her beautiful legs, and her open high heels exposed her feet. Her shirt showed off enough of her neck to make her look like a goddess, without showing enough to be slutty. She never wore makeup, and yet she was inarguably far more beautiful than anyone else in their college. Once again, he was amazed at how lucky he was to be with such a beautiful and incredible girl. "So, the meeting didn't go too well?" Stan asked. "Ugh, it was a nightmare. He gave me such a grilling about that last essay, it was unbelievable. I KNEW I shouldn't have taken that class" she said. "He ranted at me for so long, I missed the bus and I had to walk back here." Stan spluttered, "You WALKED all the way here? Oh princess, you should have called, I would have picked you up... That must've been horrible" he said. "It wasn't so bad, but my feet are killing me" she said. "They must stink to high heaven, it's so hot outside..." "Oh I'm sure they don't, princess" Stan replied. "Would you like a foot massage?" he asked. Lisa smiled, he always knew exactly how to cheer her up. "Oh thank you baby, that would be wonderful" she said. She sat down in a big armchair. It felt so good to be sitting down at last. she sat back, rested both arms on the armrests, and crossed her legs. Stan always loved it when she sat like this, she looked like an empress on her throne. "You look gorgeous, princess" he said. She giggled shyly. Now that she was home, Lisa's mood was rapidly going back to normal. She grinned and said "Well, what are you waiting for, baby?" and tossed her long hair. She wiggled her finger in a sexy "come here" motion and dangled one of her high heels from the tips of her toes. "I'm waiting" she purred.
He knelt down before her. She smiled and said "No no, baby, I want to see every inch of you" and let out a giggle. "Of course, princess" he said, and began to strip off. `When he came to his boxers, she held out her foot. He was about to take them off, but she cooed "Hands off". He knelt, in nothing but his boxers, and she slipped one of her feet out of its sandal. She ran it up one of his legs, causing him to giggle. He really was unbelievably ticklish. She stopped right before she got to his cock, then removed her foot. She knew that this would tease him senseless. She lifted her foot and caught the band of his boxers between her toes, and pulled them all the way down. He stood up momentarily and she pulled them down his legs, and he stepped out of them. He knelt again. She ran her foot back up his leg and when she came to his privates, she started lightly caressing the underside of his balls with one foot while teasing his now throbbing cock with the other. When he was really rock hard, she stopped. She sat back and smiled. "Just the way I like it" she purred.
He took one of her feet in his hands and inhaled deeply. "Do they stink, baby?" she asked. "Oh no, princess, they smell heavenly" he replied. He gazed up at her glorious figure and their eyes met. Often, they could sit and just gaze into eachother's eyes, lost in time until someone pointed out to them that they were late for class. After several moments, she gave him a sharp jab in the ribs with her toe to remind him what he was doing. He laughed uncontrollably. That mixture of tickle and slight pain always drove him crazy. He took her left foot and ran his tongue right from one end of her sole to her toes, then sucked her toes. "Mmmmm" she moaned. He started kissing her foot all over, verbally worshipping her at the same time. "Oh beautiful, all powerful goddess, your feet are so intoxicating" he said. She giggled, and he continued, 'Thank you for allowing me to kiss them". "Any time, baby, any time" she said, and giggled. "If you do a good job, I just _MIGHT_ reward you" she teased. "Oh princess, I don't need any reward, kissing your wonderful feet is reward enough" he said happily, as he worshipped her. She sat back and closed her eyes, lost in heaven, as he kissed her and complimented everything about her. He always made her feel like she was the center of the universe. As he kissed her foot, she rubbed her other one all over his chest and stomach. After another few minutes, she was feeling totally relaxed. She moaned again in ecstasy. As she ran her other foot along his chest, he kissed her ankle. It sent an involuntary shiver of pleasure through her, and she wriggled her toes. Stan burst out laughing and recoiled. She looked down at him, confused. "Oh princess, that really tickles" Stan said. Lisa couldn't figure out what he meant, but she played a hunch. She put her foot on his stomach and wriggled her toes again. Stan jumped. "Oh please, princess, I can't take it" he pleaded. Lisa smiled as he began to worship her again, an idea had formed in her head.She sighed with pleasure as stan kissed her instep and sucked her toes. It felt amazing. Stan himself could think of nothing he would rather do, he savored every moment he spent worshipping her. After a few more heavenly minutes, she stood up. "Wow, that was incredible, thanks baby!" She said, feeling thoroughly refreshed. Stan smiled and kissed her. "Do you feel better now, princess?" he asked. "Completely, baby, thank you so much" she replied. "It was a pleasure, princess, I loved every minute." Lisa once again thought how lucky she was to be with such a loving guy. "Do you want to watch a movie or something?" he said as he dressed himself. "That'd be great, I'd love to." she replied, the day's troubles forgotten. "Just give me a minute, I want to change." she said. When she had, they went inside and sat down to their movie.
As it happened, they didn't pay much attention to it. They had lasted abut 10 minutes until the urge to cuddle overcame both of them. Lisa rested her head on Stan's shoulder, and he put his arm around her and held her close. They kissed over and over, cuddled, and whispered to eachother. They usually ended up doing this every night.
By the end of the movie, Lisa had fallen asleep in his arms. He gazed fondly at her, she looked so peaceful. He sighed happily and carried her slowly to their bedroom, being careful not to wake her up. He lightly put her down on the bed, and jumped in himself. "Sweet dreams, princess" he whispered, and kissed her on the cheek. He rolled over and went to sleep.
Stan woke abruptly some time later. He didn't know what time, but it was clearly the middle of the night. The light in the room was dim, and he sat up - or tried to. He quickly discovered that he was spread eagled on the bed, with all of his limbs tied to the bedposts. Panicking, he thrashed around wildly, until he heard a soft "Shhhh". He looked up. His eyes had adjusted to the light and he could see that the room was lit only by candles, He had also been stripped. "Romantic, no?" Lisa purred. Looking around, he finally spotted her. It was the oddest thing: She was sitting next to the bed on a very high chair... Filing, her toenails? She had a look of concentration and was taking no notice of him, caught up in her filing. Eventually, she looked up and saw him gazing at her. She stepped off the chair and on to the bed. She herself was wearing nothing but a very sexy bra and a pair of panties. She stood with her legs apart, her head and shoulders back, a slight smirk on her face, and her hands on her hips, a stance which clearly said, "I am in charge, bow down." "So" she purred in that same, scratchy tone. Stan was left utterly speechless by her stunningly sexy appearance and by his own position. He noticed that rose petals had been sprinkled all over the bed. "You in the mood for some fun?" She asked teasingly. walking over and putting her foot on his face. He kissed it softly, still wondering what was going on. "I couldn't help noticing your reactions earlier" she said, sitting back down and running her feet slowly over his chest. "Reactions, princess?" he asked, confused. "To what?" "Oh, I think you know" giggled Lisa, still caressing him. Stan shrugged, uncomprehending. "Perhaps this will refresh your memory" she cooed, and, putting her feet on his stomach, she started to wriggle her toes. Stan shrieked. The meaning of the toenail filing now became all too clear.Her newly sharpened toenails dug in, getting at every single ticklish spot on his stomach. He realised how vulnerable he was in this position and howled with laughter as she tortured him. This was a totally new sensation, and one of the most ticklish he had ever experienced, "Oh stop, please!" he begged. "Please princess I cahahan't tahahake iiiiiiit...." "Mwa ha ha" she cackled at him. "I like this, I can be totally relaxed while you beg and plead... eeexcellent" she purred. She leaned back, crossed her legs, and put her hands behind her head to emphasize her point. "Ah, this feels so nice, having this much control" she cooed. "Will I ever stop? You'll never know, it depends what kind of mood I'm in" she teased. She decided to be quiet for a few minutes just to hear his reactions.
"Hahahahhaha oh hahha please, stahahahap, merceeee, merceeeeeeeee, oh please princess, I'll do ANYTHING, stoooooop" he begged helplessly. "Why should I?" she laughed. "I'm in charge, and I'm REALLY enjoying this!" She smirked and stuck out her tongue, taunting him. Her sharpened toes brought his body to new levels of torment, and all he could do was buck, moan, and beg for mercy. He laughed and laughed as her feet explored his navel, poked his ribs, teased his balls, and scratched his defenceless sides. "PLEEEHEHEHESE" he laughed. "No, poor helpless baby, I just COULDN'T..." she purred in a mock sympathetic tone.
He had been hard ever since he saw her standing at the top of the bed when he woke up, and she decided it was finally time to do something about it. She started to caress his balls and shaft with her feet, tickling his scrotum with her foot and massaging his cock with the other. "ooooooohhhhhhh" he moaned. It felt so good. He could feel his orgasm building already as she caressed him. When he was about to come, she used her toes to press down on his cock. She cackled in a high voice as he helplessly thrashed around, yearning for the release which was mere seconds away. "Ohhhhhhhh princess, please finish me, I can't stand it" he begged. She put one foot on his face and continued to tease him with the other. He kissed her foot, and begged for mercy in between kisses. "Oh that feels soooo good baby" she purred. "I'm so turned on, I think I need to come, right now". She started to finger herself vigorously, moaning in pleasure. Stan kissed her feet and looked on, helplessly, as she moaned, louder and louder, until he could hear the unmistakable sound of her coming. It was torture for him, lying there, helpless, as she taunted him. "ooooh, that felt great" she cooed. "It must be really awful not to be able to, baby... That felt sooooo good, I feel so... Satisfied now" she teased, "And you just..... can't..... manage it". She giggled at his helplessness. "Maybe this will help you, baby" she said, and out of nowhere, she produced a bottle full of clear, dense gel. She jumped down off her chair, squirted a huge ball of gel into her hand, and started to run it between her fingers, her eyes sparkling.
She shook the bottle and smirked. His eyes widened, they had never tried this before. He had no idea what it would feel like, but he was turned on just by her rubbing the gel between her fingers. She poured a little on to his shaft, and he gasped. It was cold. "Aw, is it too cold for you, baby? Don't worry, it'll soon warm up after what I've got planned..." she purred. Finally, she gripped his cock between her oily fingers and started to pump.
Stan felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. It felt so good, he just couldn't describe it. Her fingers glided up and down his cock effortlessly teasing him. The lack of friction meant that there wasn't quite enough pressure for him to come unless she squeezed harder. It was just enough to bring him to the point of no return, but when he got there, she stopped stroking it. She did this several times until he was begging for mercy once more, and she was laughing and teasing him. She kept him right on the brink for what seemed like an eternity.When he felt he couldn't stand another second without release, she stopped. He lay there, panting. Her stopping completely was almost better than keeping him on the edge like that for so long However, he soon realized with horror that this was just a warm up, the main feature was coming up now. She winked at him, making his heart skip a beat, and started to pour the lube on to her feet.
"Oh no, no, princess, you can't, you wouldn't" he pleaded. "You know I can't stand it when you tease me with your foot, please princess, PLEASE don't, please, I can't take it..."
Giggling to herself, she gripped his cock between her feet and started to pump.
His mind exploded. He simply couldn't comprehend what he was feeling now. He looked up at Lisa and she smirked at him, tossing her hair and giggling wildly at his reaction. He felt like he was feeling pleasure in every inch of his body, not just his cock. The lack of friction was just unbelievable as she played him like an instrument, like a puppet on a string. She was in complete control of what he felt. "Oh PLEASE, PLEASE, you have no idea what this feels like princess" he pleaded, feeling utterly helpless. She laughed again. "Please princess, I can't take iiiiiiiit" he begged. "Well you'll just have to, baby" she teased. "Does it feel good? hmmm? Do you want to come now? Do you?" "Oh yes, your highness, yes, please" he replied. "Well go on then" she taunted. He strained and strained, but she just wasn't applying enough pressure, no matter what he did, he couldn't come. "Awwwww, you're so cute" she cooed. "Look at you, poor, helpless baby, you want it sooooooo bad, don't you?" He gazed up at her with pleading eyes, and he felt as if he was about to go insane. "You have never looked so beautiful, princess" he whispered, no longer able to produce anything louder. Lisa smiled, Stan was such a sweet and romantic guy. He didn't know how long she kept him on the edge, it could have been mere minutes, or it could have been centuries. He lay there, begging wordlessly for release. Finally, the sensations stopped.
Stan gasped helplessly for breath. That had been the most intense feeling he'd ever felt in his life. Lisa looked lovingly down at him. He met her eyes, and they gazed at eachother. "Shhhhh, baby, I'm here, it's OK" she said kindly. He looked into her eyes and they both smiled. Lisa picked up the bottle of lube again, and Stan started to protest. "Shhhh" she whispered, and he stopped. she covered both of her feet in it, and sat back up on her chair. She gripped his cock once again with her feet and pumped with renewed intensity. As she did so, she gazed into his eyes, giving him the occasional wink or giggle. It felt soooo good, as her feet glided effortlessly up and down his shaft, causing bursts of pleasure each time. She giggled at his reaction, he panted and moaned in ecstasy. Faster and faster she pumped, until finally, he came, with such intensity, his load shot up so far, it hit the ceiling. They both looked up at it, and burst out laughing. Lisa hopped down and undid his restraints.It made no difference to Stan,he was so spent from that orgasm that he couldn't move. She threw her arms around him and kissed him. There were so many things he wanted to say to Lisa, how good it had felt, how beautiful she looked, how glad he was to be with her, In the end, all he managed to get out was "I love you so much, princess." It was enough, she could see in his eyes all the things he wanted to say to her, and she smiled. As he tried and tried to say more, she raised a finger to her lips. "Shhhhh" she said softly. He relaxed. "I love you too, baby" she said, smiling. "You make me feel like no one else ever could". Stan finally found his voice. "Oh princess, thank you, thank you so much, you're incredible" he said. Lisa kissed him again, in the dim light of the candles, in the rose petals she had poured over the bed earlier. it was the most romantic moment imaginable. She stroked his back as he kissed her cheeks, eyelids, ears, neck, and the top of her bust. She giggled as he did this, and undid her bra hurriedly as he kept kissing her, her beauty now fully revealed. He nibbled lightly on her nipples as she lightly scratched all over his back. He kissed his way back up her neck, and just before he came to her lips, he gazed into her eyes. They fell asleep kissing, locked in a tight embrace, and whispering sweetly into eachother's ears. Sleep was not long in coming, and when it arrived, they didn't try to fight it, they just sighed happily, and fell asleep slowly and blissfully.
This story contains extreme F/M tickling, teasing, orgasm denial and a lot of foot worship. If any of these themes bother you, please do not read on.
Please also note that this story takes a while to get to the tickling, there's a lot of foot worship first. The tickling's good and intense when you get to it, though >_>
If people like this, I'll write more.
Tickled by her feet
Stan opened the door and called to see if Lisa was home. No answer. "That's strange" he thought. Lisa's last class today was much closer than his, she would normally be home long before him. He knew she was supposed to have a meeting with a professor of a class she really wasn't doing at all well in, and he hoped that she wasn't getting a hard time about it. He hated seeing her upset in any way, her happiness was essential to HIS happiness. Whenever she was upset, he always did whatever he could to cheer her up, as she always did for him. He put on the kettle and started to make a sandwich when his cell rang. He answered it, and it turned out to be Lisa. "Hey princess, I was just thinking about you" he said. "Oh baby, I'm sorry I'm late" she said. She sounded fatigued and worn out. "I'll be home in a few minutes" she said. "Are you all right?" asked Stan, concerned. "I'll be fine, baby, I just haven't had the best day... How are you?" she asked. "I'm fine, princess, just having some food" he replied. "I'm SO glad it's friday" she said. "I'll see you in a minute", She hung up. Stan wondered just how tiring the meeting had been, he couldn't bear the thought of her being that uncomfortable. She was right, though, it was Friday, so they could relax all night if they wanted to. He hoped he could make her feel better when she got home. He ate his sandwich, put on some music and waited.
Lisa finally opened the door and came in, exhausted. She had had a rough day, and she knew the only thing that could cheer her up was her boyfriend. She hated being apart from him for so long. As she was thinking this, he came out of the kitchen, having heard the door closing. She was always struck by how handsome he was whenever she saw him. "Oh baby, I missed you" she said as she ran towards him, threw her arms around his neck, and kissed him deeply. She leaned her head against his chest, and he held her tight and stroked her long hair. "It's OK princess, it's OK" he said soothingly. As Lisa lay there in his arms, she felt completely secure again. "Mmmmm" she moaned, as Stan kissed her. She looked utterly stunning, as usual. The skirt she was wearing showed off her beautiful legs, and her open high heels exposed her feet. Her shirt showed off enough of her neck to make her look like a goddess, without showing enough to be slutty. She never wore makeup, and yet she was inarguably far more beautiful than anyone else in their college. Once again, he was amazed at how lucky he was to be with such a beautiful and incredible girl. "So, the meeting didn't go too well?" Stan asked. "Ugh, it was a nightmare. He gave me such a grilling about that last essay, it was unbelievable. I KNEW I shouldn't have taken that class" she said. "He ranted at me for so long, I missed the bus and I had to walk back here." Stan spluttered, "You WALKED all the way here? Oh princess, you should have called, I would have picked you up... That must've been horrible" he said. "It wasn't so bad, but my feet are killing me" she said. "They must stink to high heaven, it's so hot outside..." "Oh I'm sure they don't, princess" Stan replied. "Would you like a foot massage?" he asked. Lisa smiled, he always knew exactly how to cheer her up. "Oh thank you baby, that would be wonderful" she said. She sat down in a big armchair. It felt so good to be sitting down at last. she sat back, rested both arms on the armrests, and crossed her legs. Stan always loved it when she sat like this, she looked like an empress on her throne. "You look gorgeous, princess" he said. She giggled shyly. Now that she was home, Lisa's mood was rapidly going back to normal. She grinned and said "Well, what are you waiting for, baby?" and tossed her long hair. She wiggled her finger in a sexy "come here" motion and dangled one of her high heels from the tips of her toes. "I'm waiting" she purred.
He knelt down before her. She smiled and said "No no, baby, I want to see every inch of you" and let out a giggle. "Of course, princess" he said, and began to strip off. `When he came to his boxers, she held out her foot. He was about to take them off, but she cooed "Hands off". He knelt, in nothing but his boxers, and she slipped one of her feet out of its sandal. She ran it up one of his legs, causing him to giggle. He really was unbelievably ticklish. She stopped right before she got to his cock, then removed her foot. She knew that this would tease him senseless. She lifted her foot and caught the band of his boxers between her toes, and pulled them all the way down. He stood up momentarily and she pulled them down his legs, and he stepped out of them. He knelt again. She ran her foot back up his leg and when she came to his privates, she started lightly caressing the underside of his balls with one foot while teasing his now throbbing cock with the other. When he was really rock hard, she stopped. She sat back and smiled. "Just the way I like it" she purred.
He took one of her feet in his hands and inhaled deeply. "Do they stink, baby?" she asked. "Oh no, princess, they smell heavenly" he replied. He gazed up at her glorious figure and their eyes met. Often, they could sit and just gaze into eachother's eyes, lost in time until someone pointed out to them that they were late for class. After several moments, she gave him a sharp jab in the ribs with her toe to remind him what he was doing. He laughed uncontrollably. That mixture of tickle and slight pain always drove him crazy. He took her left foot and ran his tongue right from one end of her sole to her toes, then sucked her toes. "Mmmmm" she moaned. He started kissing her foot all over, verbally worshipping her at the same time. "Oh beautiful, all powerful goddess, your feet are so intoxicating" he said. She giggled, and he continued, 'Thank you for allowing me to kiss them". "Any time, baby, any time" she said, and giggled. "If you do a good job, I just _MIGHT_ reward you" she teased. "Oh princess, I don't need any reward, kissing your wonderful feet is reward enough" he said happily, as he worshipped her. She sat back and closed her eyes, lost in heaven, as he kissed her and complimented everything about her. He always made her feel like she was the center of the universe. As he kissed her foot, she rubbed her other one all over his chest and stomach. After another few minutes, she was feeling totally relaxed. She moaned again in ecstasy. As she ran her other foot along his chest, he kissed her ankle. It sent an involuntary shiver of pleasure through her, and she wriggled her toes. Stan burst out laughing and recoiled. She looked down at him, confused. "Oh princess, that really tickles" Stan said. Lisa couldn't figure out what he meant, but she played a hunch. She put her foot on his stomach and wriggled her toes again. Stan jumped. "Oh please, princess, I can't take it" he pleaded. Lisa smiled as he began to worship her again, an idea had formed in her head.She sighed with pleasure as stan kissed her instep and sucked her toes. It felt amazing. Stan himself could think of nothing he would rather do, he savored every moment he spent worshipping her. After a few more heavenly minutes, she stood up. "Wow, that was incredible, thanks baby!" She said, feeling thoroughly refreshed. Stan smiled and kissed her. "Do you feel better now, princess?" he asked. "Completely, baby, thank you so much" she replied. "It was a pleasure, princess, I loved every minute." Lisa once again thought how lucky she was to be with such a loving guy. "Do you want to watch a movie or something?" he said as he dressed himself. "That'd be great, I'd love to." she replied, the day's troubles forgotten. "Just give me a minute, I want to change." she said. When she had, they went inside and sat down to their movie.
As it happened, they didn't pay much attention to it. They had lasted abut 10 minutes until the urge to cuddle overcame both of them. Lisa rested her head on Stan's shoulder, and he put his arm around her and held her close. They kissed over and over, cuddled, and whispered to eachother. They usually ended up doing this every night.
By the end of the movie, Lisa had fallen asleep in his arms. He gazed fondly at her, she looked so peaceful. He sighed happily and carried her slowly to their bedroom, being careful not to wake her up. He lightly put her down on the bed, and jumped in himself. "Sweet dreams, princess" he whispered, and kissed her on the cheek. He rolled over and went to sleep.
Stan woke abruptly some time later. He didn't know what time, but it was clearly the middle of the night. The light in the room was dim, and he sat up - or tried to. He quickly discovered that he was spread eagled on the bed, with all of his limbs tied to the bedposts. Panicking, he thrashed around wildly, until he heard a soft "Shhhh". He looked up. His eyes had adjusted to the light and he could see that the room was lit only by candles, He had also been stripped. "Romantic, no?" Lisa purred. Looking around, he finally spotted her. It was the oddest thing: She was sitting next to the bed on a very high chair... Filing, her toenails? She had a look of concentration and was taking no notice of him, caught up in her filing. Eventually, she looked up and saw him gazing at her. She stepped off the chair and on to the bed. She herself was wearing nothing but a very sexy bra and a pair of panties. She stood with her legs apart, her head and shoulders back, a slight smirk on her face, and her hands on her hips, a stance which clearly said, "I am in charge, bow down." "So" she purred in that same, scratchy tone. Stan was left utterly speechless by her stunningly sexy appearance and by his own position. He noticed that rose petals had been sprinkled all over the bed. "You in the mood for some fun?" She asked teasingly. walking over and putting her foot on his face. He kissed it softly, still wondering what was going on. "I couldn't help noticing your reactions earlier" she said, sitting back down and running her feet slowly over his chest. "Reactions, princess?" he asked, confused. "To what?" "Oh, I think you know" giggled Lisa, still caressing him. Stan shrugged, uncomprehending. "Perhaps this will refresh your memory" she cooed, and, putting her feet on his stomach, she started to wriggle her toes. Stan shrieked. The meaning of the toenail filing now became all too clear.Her newly sharpened toenails dug in, getting at every single ticklish spot on his stomach. He realised how vulnerable he was in this position and howled with laughter as she tortured him. This was a totally new sensation, and one of the most ticklish he had ever experienced, "Oh stop, please!" he begged. "Please princess I cahahan't tahahake iiiiiiit...." "Mwa ha ha" she cackled at him. "I like this, I can be totally relaxed while you beg and plead... eeexcellent" she purred. She leaned back, crossed her legs, and put her hands behind her head to emphasize her point. "Ah, this feels so nice, having this much control" she cooed. "Will I ever stop? You'll never know, it depends what kind of mood I'm in" she teased. She decided to be quiet for a few minutes just to hear his reactions.
"Hahahahhaha oh hahha please, stahahahap, merceeee, merceeeeeeeee, oh please princess, I'll do ANYTHING, stoooooop" he begged helplessly. "Why should I?" she laughed. "I'm in charge, and I'm REALLY enjoying this!" She smirked and stuck out her tongue, taunting him. Her sharpened toes brought his body to new levels of torment, and all he could do was buck, moan, and beg for mercy. He laughed and laughed as her feet explored his navel, poked his ribs, teased his balls, and scratched his defenceless sides. "PLEEEHEHEHESE" he laughed. "No, poor helpless baby, I just COULDN'T..." she purred in a mock sympathetic tone.
He had been hard ever since he saw her standing at the top of the bed when he woke up, and she decided it was finally time to do something about it. She started to caress his balls and shaft with her feet, tickling his scrotum with her foot and massaging his cock with the other. "ooooooohhhhhhh" he moaned. It felt so good. He could feel his orgasm building already as she caressed him. When he was about to come, she used her toes to press down on his cock. She cackled in a high voice as he helplessly thrashed around, yearning for the release which was mere seconds away. "Ohhhhhhhh princess, please finish me, I can't stand it" he begged. She put one foot on his face and continued to tease him with the other. He kissed her foot, and begged for mercy in between kisses. "Oh that feels soooo good baby" she purred. "I'm so turned on, I think I need to come, right now". She started to finger herself vigorously, moaning in pleasure. Stan kissed her feet and looked on, helplessly, as she moaned, louder and louder, until he could hear the unmistakable sound of her coming. It was torture for him, lying there, helpless, as she taunted him. "ooooh, that felt great" she cooed. "It must be really awful not to be able to, baby... That felt sooooo good, I feel so... Satisfied now" she teased, "And you just..... can't..... manage it". She giggled at his helplessness. "Maybe this will help you, baby" she said, and out of nowhere, she produced a bottle full of clear, dense gel. She jumped down off her chair, squirted a huge ball of gel into her hand, and started to run it between her fingers, her eyes sparkling.
She shook the bottle and smirked. His eyes widened, they had never tried this before. He had no idea what it would feel like, but he was turned on just by her rubbing the gel between her fingers. She poured a little on to his shaft, and he gasped. It was cold. "Aw, is it too cold for you, baby? Don't worry, it'll soon warm up after what I've got planned..." she purred. Finally, she gripped his cock between her oily fingers and started to pump.
Stan felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. It felt so good, he just couldn't describe it. Her fingers glided up and down his cock effortlessly teasing him. The lack of friction meant that there wasn't quite enough pressure for him to come unless she squeezed harder. It was just enough to bring him to the point of no return, but when he got there, she stopped stroking it. She did this several times until he was begging for mercy once more, and she was laughing and teasing him. She kept him right on the brink for what seemed like an eternity.When he felt he couldn't stand another second without release, she stopped. He lay there, panting. Her stopping completely was almost better than keeping him on the edge like that for so long However, he soon realized with horror that this was just a warm up, the main feature was coming up now. She winked at him, making his heart skip a beat, and started to pour the lube on to her feet.
"Oh no, no, princess, you can't, you wouldn't" he pleaded. "You know I can't stand it when you tease me with your foot, please princess, PLEASE don't, please, I can't take it..."
Giggling to herself, she gripped his cock between her feet and started to pump.
His mind exploded. He simply couldn't comprehend what he was feeling now. He looked up at Lisa and she smirked at him, tossing her hair and giggling wildly at his reaction. He felt like he was feeling pleasure in every inch of his body, not just his cock. The lack of friction was just unbelievable as she played him like an instrument, like a puppet on a string. She was in complete control of what he felt. "Oh PLEASE, PLEASE, you have no idea what this feels like princess" he pleaded, feeling utterly helpless. She laughed again. "Please princess, I can't take iiiiiiiit" he begged. "Well you'll just have to, baby" she teased. "Does it feel good? hmmm? Do you want to come now? Do you?" "Oh yes, your highness, yes, please" he replied. "Well go on then" she taunted. He strained and strained, but she just wasn't applying enough pressure, no matter what he did, he couldn't come. "Awwwww, you're so cute" she cooed. "Look at you, poor, helpless baby, you want it sooooooo bad, don't you?" He gazed up at her with pleading eyes, and he felt as if he was about to go insane. "You have never looked so beautiful, princess" he whispered, no longer able to produce anything louder. Lisa smiled, Stan was such a sweet and romantic guy. He didn't know how long she kept him on the edge, it could have been mere minutes, or it could have been centuries. He lay there, begging wordlessly for release. Finally, the sensations stopped.
Stan gasped helplessly for breath. That had been the most intense feeling he'd ever felt in his life. Lisa looked lovingly down at him. He met her eyes, and they gazed at eachother. "Shhhhh, baby, I'm here, it's OK" she said kindly. He looked into her eyes and they both smiled. Lisa picked up the bottle of lube again, and Stan started to protest. "Shhhh" she whispered, and he stopped. she covered both of her feet in it, and sat back up on her chair. She gripped his cock once again with her feet and pumped with renewed intensity. As she did so, she gazed into his eyes, giving him the occasional wink or giggle. It felt soooo good, as her feet glided effortlessly up and down his shaft, causing bursts of pleasure each time. She giggled at his reaction, he panted and moaned in ecstasy. Faster and faster she pumped, until finally, he came, with such intensity, his load shot up so far, it hit the ceiling. They both looked up at it, and burst out laughing. Lisa hopped down and undid his restraints.It made no difference to Stan,he was so spent from that orgasm that he couldn't move. She threw her arms around him and kissed him. There were so many things he wanted to say to Lisa, how good it had felt, how beautiful she looked, how glad he was to be with her, In the end, all he managed to get out was "I love you so much, princess." It was enough, she could see in his eyes all the things he wanted to say to her, and she smiled. As he tried and tried to say more, she raised a finger to her lips. "Shhhhh" she said softly. He relaxed. "I love you too, baby" she said, smiling. "You make me feel like no one else ever could". Stan finally found his voice. "Oh princess, thank you, thank you so much, you're incredible" he said. Lisa kissed him again, in the dim light of the candles, in the rose petals she had poured over the bed earlier. it was the most romantic moment imaginable. She stroked his back as he kissed her cheeks, eyelids, ears, neck, and the top of her bust. She giggled as he did this, and undid her bra hurriedly as he kept kissing her, her beauty now fully revealed. He nibbled lightly on her nipples as she lightly scratched all over his back. He kissed his way back up her neck, and just before he came to her lips, he gazed into her eyes. They fell asleep kissing, locked in a tight embrace, and whispering sweetly into eachother's ears. Sleep was not long in coming, and when it arrived, they didn't try to fight it, they just sighed happily, and fell asleep slowly and blissfully.
