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**NOTE: Sadly, this is not a true story, but it's based on a couple of real life events..no real-life tickling though, unfortunately. Still, this is something I'd love to do, so I wrote about it. Sorry, but there's only foot tickling in here..so if you're a rib/tummy/armpit guy, I advise you leave now, if you don't want to waste your time.
"Isn't it awesome?" I asked, holding up the old straight jacket. I had borrowed it from a friend a few days ago, and had been wearing it around to frighten people ever since.
"I guess so," she said apathetically, eyes still glued to the TV.
There she sat, the love of my life, on my couch. Lauren was 18, me 16..a slight age difference, but nothing that had created an obstacle between us yet. She was roughly 5 foot 6, and I often made comments about her inferior height, much to her dismay. She weighed in at about 145...not skinny as a twig, but not fat either...I'm pretty sure that was normal for her weight, but I wasn't sure..she still looked good. The eyes that were glued to the television set were a lovely green, which for some reason or another, looked amazingly good with her beach blonde hair. Her breasts were about a 36C, and while nice, I didn't pay as much attention to them as most guys, having a foot fetish and all. Which leads me to her most attractive part (IMO)...her strikingly beautiful size10 feet, unusually flat, with no arch. Today her somewhat long toes were painted a nice shade of pink, which complimented nicely with her pink top and short, denim mini-skirt. She was wearing white flip-flops, but she had kicked them off and was sitting on her one foot, and you could just barely see her toes sticking out from under her rear. A pleasing site, to say the least.
"Try it on," I said, tossing at her, and breaking her concentration on whatever program was playing.
"Um, no thanks. We're home alone, and I know better than to leave myself tied up and helpless around your homone-driven ass," she replied, giving me a little smirk. Of course, I would never force myself upon any helpless woman in a sexual way, especially this one...but when she said those words, the ultimate plan popped into my head, and something else popped up in my nether-regions. I had to make this work.
"Man, what a coward..I've been wearing this thing around you so many times the past couple days, but the big tough girl can't even wear it for a little bit," I taunted. And I was right, she was tough...not a body-builder, but as a player of lacrosse and women's soccer, I knew she had some muscle...which gave me all the more reason to believe that if I wanted this to work, she would have to be somewhat restrained. "I'm not even horny, you're just scared," I lied.
She glared at me and cocked her head, trying to read my facial expression. I was pretty sure she knew I was trying to trick her, but she played along nontheless. "Fine, I'll show you," she gave in, all too easily.
She got up off the couch, and both her sexy feet hit the carpet. I looked down quickly, in reflex, but quickly re-established my eyes to her upper body. She knew I liked her feet, but she had no idea that I had such a big foot fetish, or even a tickle fetish..until today, that is. She slipped on the straight jacket, but it's obvious she'd never messed around with one before, as she struggled with the sleeves and latches. Walking around behind her, I helped secure her in (if that was a help 😉 ), and quickly gave her a little rib tickle. All I got in return was half an elbow in the stomach...it's kinda hard to elbow someone when you can't move your arms. I had forgotten that she wasn't ticklish anywhere except for her feet (sorry all you stomach and upper-body ticklers), and I hoped that I hadn't given anything away with trying to tickle her so soon. To cover up, I playfully pushed her on the couch and laid on top of her, kissing her on her neck and face. It worked, and we proceeded to just make out for a little bit, while my mind wandered to what might happen next.
I felt my not-so-little member throbbing, and decided enough was enough. I suddenly got up and threw her over my shoulder, and started to carry her back to my room. She laughed and yelped, and kicked her feet, one of which came half an inch away from my face. It was hard, but I resisted the urge to tickle or kiss it, because I knew that soon enough I would. I opened the bedroom door, walked over and carefully put her on the bed. Assuming that I was just normally horny and that we were going to have sex, she didn't see anything wrong with this, except maybe that she was in a straight jacket. Then, I opened one of my dresser drawers and took out a blindfold...I know that sounds cheesy how I just pulled it out, but I'd been hoping for this day for a long time, and was prepared. I kept the drawer open, as there were other tools in there that I would be using later on.
I walked back over to the bed, where she looked at me in confusion, and started to slightly struggle against the jacket. I assured her that it was nothing abnormal, and that I was just trying to make it a little more kinkier. She smiled and relaxed, and willingly let me put her into darkness. Those were the last words I said for a while...I knew that with her sense of sight taken away, I wouldn't have to explain anything else, because she wouldn't see it..until it was too late. Reaching back in the drawer, I pulled out two of my mother's nylons. Not because I'm a cross dresser, but to use as bonds for m'lady.
Walking to the foot of the bed, I grabbed one of her ankles. She jerked by reflex, a little surprised, but only did it once. I wrapped the nylon around her ankle, and around the bed leg, and made sure both ties were secure. After making sure of that, and making sure she didn't have too much room to move her feet, I repeated the process with the other foot. I didn't bother with her arms or midsection, because I figured that all she would be able to do were situps, with the straight jacket on.
Now she was starting to get a little worried, and a lot more confused. She started moving her feet around, and struggling against the jacket more. She repeatedly asked me what was going on, but I didn't answer. I pulled out an electric toothbrush from the drawer, closed it, and kneeled down at the end of the bed, right at her feet. The fragrance (not odor) they omitted was actually very refreshing, and I spent a couple minutes taking it all in, and realizing what I was about to do..and all it did was turn me on more.
Without warning, I grabbed her left foot and stroked 2 fingers right down the flat sole of it. She let out a half-yelp, half-laugh, and jerked her leg back as far as it would go. I let go and let her pull her foot back. After a minute, and after no response from me, she naturally relaxed, and her leg and foot came back out to their resting positions. I quickly grabbed her foot again, and again ran a couple fingers right down the sole. She laughed louder this time, and again, jerked her foot back as far as she could. Once again, I let her, having fun with this, and waited for the foot to return to it's previous position. After a minute, it did, and this time, I let her have it. I grabbed her ankle and ran all five of my fingers all over her sole and heel.
"Hehehehe knock it off!" she sputtered out in between girlish laughs. "Hahahahaha, I'm not kidding!! Oh my God, let me go! I'm gonna get you for this!" She struggled wildly against the jacket and the bonds, and her entire upperbody came up to a sitting position, and quickly fell back down.
Even more excited by her threat, I tickled harder. I held her toes back and tickled the undersides of them, and the skin between them and her sole. This proved to be especially ticklish, and she flailed wildly about. "HAHAHA! STAHAHA-HAP it, now! Please!" Normally, asking nicely works for me, but not this time. I switched to the other foot, and did the same to it. The laughter was the same, and just as beautiful.
I sensed my fingers getting tired, and I gave her a quick, minute breather, while I got my little friend that I had retrieved from the drawer. Making sure it had working batteries, I turned it on. She heard the humming, and at first thought it to be some kind of vibrator, and starting thinking that things would get back to normal. She thought wrong.
I drew the spinning instrument of laughter closer and closer to her exposed right foot, and when it made contact, she didn't even laugh..she screamed. "AHHHHHHHHHHH! What the hell is that! Get it off, get it off!" I kept going, moving the brush around, making sure to scrub clean every part of the underside of her foot. "AHHH HAHAHAHAHA, for the love of God, make it stop! Hehehe HAHAHA!" Her screaming laughter soon dissapated into silent laughing, and I looked up, and could see a few tears on her cheeks. Pleased with myself, I switched back to her left foot, and gave that sole the same treatment. She laughed even harder this time. Then, I held her toes, and looked at the exposed skin underneath. This was going to be great. I slowly lowered the brush until it made contact, and she exploded.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh my God!! STAHAHA-HAP!" she flailed wildly on the bed, like an angry bronco. I was having the time of my life. I scrubbed in between every toe, and got the bottom of each one, taking my good old time. From the sound of her screams/laugher, she enjoyed it, too. "OH MY GOD! KNOCK IT HAHAHAHAHA OFF, HAHAHAHA PLEAAHAHAHAHASE! IT TI-HEHEHEHE-CKLAHAHAES!" she cried, with tears of forced mirth running down her face.
I realized that I was as horny as anything, and had yet to get off. I decided to change that. I undid the nylons, and she breathed a sigh of relief. However, it was short lived. I flipped her over onto her stomach, and sat on her rear, facing her legs and beautiful feet. Now she was even more confused, and with my weight on top of her, she was completely immobile, except for her legs, which I could control.
I grabbed one of her ankles and held the foot up to my face, taking in the smell and sight of it. After a minute I couldn't take it anymore, and started to slowly kiss it in different spots. She didn't know how to react, but after a minute, started to giggle...I didn't see how it tickled yet, but I wasn't complaining. Finally I stuck my tongue out, and ran it up and down her foot's long, flat underside. We both loved it.
"Hehehehe wow, stop it....hehe I meehehehehean it!" I could tell her resolve was weakening, and that she was getting turned on by this, too. I kept moving my tongue up, down, and all over her soles, and even swirling it over the ball of her foot. This was even more ticklish for her, as the hehehe's turned into hahaha's, and I had to struggle to keep her foot in my control.
Then, I held her toes back again, and licked underneath them, in the ultra-sensitive skin between them and the top of her sole. She laughed as hard as she had yet, but I also detected a moan in there, as well. Determined to get her off, too, I stopped for a short moment, reached down, and pulled her underwear right off...she was wearing a skirt, remember? I then resumed, grabbing her foot with one hand and licking the undersides of her toes, and the skin underneath. With the other hand, I reached down and slowly started playing with her privates, and she loved it. Soon afterwards, I couldn't resist, and stuck her big toe into my mouth, and ran my tongue all over it, while sucking at the same time. This, along with my other playful hand, started to drive her wild.
"OHHH my, keep going...hehehe yess.." After that, I put each toe into my mouth and repeated the process, sucking every one, and licking the spaces in between, which just drove her over the edge more. "Ohh yea, don't stop....God, don't stop"...I could see I was starting to get to her, and decided it was time for the big finish. I put the electric toothbrush back into my hand, and turned it on.
But I wasn't going to tickle her with it this time..not on her foot, anyway. I flipped it upside down, so the big end was vibriating, and I was holding the stem. I lowered the shaking handle onto her pussy, and the result was immediate. She starting bucking wildly, and I had to try my hardest to stay seated on her. I moved it around a bit, and stopped when I started to tickle her clit..and I could tell when I did, from the reaction.
"OOOOHHHHH yesssssss.....ooh gooodddd....don't stop, don't stop....oh fuck!" She was close, and I wasn't going to just let a toothbrush get her off. I picked her foot back up with my free hand, and immediately fit as many toes as I could in my mouth, sucking crazily and licking them all over. "Hehehehe ooohhhhhh, goooo-hehehe-ddddd, kee--heheehehe-p going...yess....I'm gonna hehehe cummm...". I quickly withdrew the toes from my mouth, and started licking wildly up and down her sole, tongue-bathing every inch of ticklish skin I could find. This, in combination to the brush, which I was now pushing in deeper into her pussy, proved to be just too much.
"Hehehe OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm cumming!!! YE-HEHEH-SSSSSSSSSSS! OH MY GOOOOOOOO-HAHAHA-DDDDDD!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSHEHEHEHSSSSSS!!!!!" She started to shake uncontrollably underneath me. "I'M CUMMING....OH MY GOD!!! KEEP GO-HEHEHE-ING!!!! YESSSS!" This continued for about a minute, and she collapsed, spent.
Still not having gotten off, I gave her feet a couple quick licks, and quickly hopped off and helped her get the straight jacket off. We then had the best sex of our lives, and finished the night off with more games with the straight jacket..but maybe I'll get into it at a later time 😉.
Well, there you have it. I'm sure it was pretty bad, and I'm sure I was redundant with a lot of stuff. But it's my first story ever, as you can see, since this is my first post...so try to keep the criticism as nice as possible..thanks.
"Isn't it awesome?" I asked, holding up the old straight jacket. I had borrowed it from a friend a few days ago, and had been wearing it around to frighten people ever since.
"I guess so," she said apathetically, eyes still glued to the TV.
There she sat, the love of my life, on my couch. Lauren was 18, me 16..a slight age difference, but nothing that had created an obstacle between us yet. She was roughly 5 foot 6, and I often made comments about her inferior height, much to her dismay. She weighed in at about 145...not skinny as a twig, but not fat either...I'm pretty sure that was normal for her weight, but I wasn't sure..she still looked good. The eyes that were glued to the television set were a lovely green, which for some reason or another, looked amazingly good with her beach blonde hair. Her breasts were about a 36C, and while nice, I didn't pay as much attention to them as most guys, having a foot fetish and all. Which leads me to her most attractive part (IMO)...her strikingly beautiful size10 feet, unusually flat, with no arch. Today her somewhat long toes were painted a nice shade of pink, which complimented nicely with her pink top and short, denim mini-skirt. She was wearing white flip-flops, but she had kicked them off and was sitting on her one foot, and you could just barely see her toes sticking out from under her rear. A pleasing site, to say the least.
"Try it on," I said, tossing at her, and breaking her concentration on whatever program was playing.
"Um, no thanks. We're home alone, and I know better than to leave myself tied up and helpless around your homone-driven ass," she replied, giving me a little smirk. Of course, I would never force myself upon any helpless woman in a sexual way, especially this one...but when she said those words, the ultimate plan popped into my head, and something else popped up in my nether-regions. I had to make this work.
"Man, what a coward..I've been wearing this thing around you so many times the past couple days, but the big tough girl can't even wear it for a little bit," I taunted. And I was right, she was tough...not a body-builder, but as a player of lacrosse and women's soccer, I knew she had some muscle...which gave me all the more reason to believe that if I wanted this to work, she would have to be somewhat restrained. "I'm not even horny, you're just scared," I lied.
She glared at me and cocked her head, trying to read my facial expression. I was pretty sure she knew I was trying to trick her, but she played along nontheless. "Fine, I'll show you," she gave in, all too easily.
She got up off the couch, and both her sexy feet hit the carpet. I looked down quickly, in reflex, but quickly re-established my eyes to her upper body. She knew I liked her feet, but she had no idea that I had such a big foot fetish, or even a tickle fetish..until today, that is. She slipped on the straight jacket, but it's obvious she'd never messed around with one before, as she struggled with the sleeves and latches. Walking around behind her, I helped secure her in (if that was a help 😉 ), and quickly gave her a little rib tickle. All I got in return was half an elbow in the stomach...it's kinda hard to elbow someone when you can't move your arms. I had forgotten that she wasn't ticklish anywhere except for her feet (sorry all you stomach and upper-body ticklers), and I hoped that I hadn't given anything away with trying to tickle her so soon. To cover up, I playfully pushed her on the couch and laid on top of her, kissing her on her neck and face. It worked, and we proceeded to just make out for a little bit, while my mind wandered to what might happen next.
I felt my not-so-little member throbbing, and decided enough was enough. I suddenly got up and threw her over my shoulder, and started to carry her back to my room. She laughed and yelped, and kicked her feet, one of which came half an inch away from my face. It was hard, but I resisted the urge to tickle or kiss it, because I knew that soon enough I would. I opened the bedroom door, walked over and carefully put her on the bed. Assuming that I was just normally horny and that we were going to have sex, she didn't see anything wrong with this, except maybe that she was in a straight jacket. Then, I opened one of my dresser drawers and took out a blindfold...I know that sounds cheesy how I just pulled it out, but I'd been hoping for this day for a long time, and was prepared. I kept the drawer open, as there were other tools in there that I would be using later on.
I walked back over to the bed, where she looked at me in confusion, and started to slightly struggle against the jacket. I assured her that it was nothing abnormal, and that I was just trying to make it a little more kinkier. She smiled and relaxed, and willingly let me put her into darkness. Those were the last words I said for a while...I knew that with her sense of sight taken away, I wouldn't have to explain anything else, because she wouldn't see it..until it was too late. Reaching back in the drawer, I pulled out two of my mother's nylons. Not because I'm a cross dresser, but to use as bonds for m'lady.
Walking to the foot of the bed, I grabbed one of her ankles. She jerked by reflex, a little surprised, but only did it once. I wrapped the nylon around her ankle, and around the bed leg, and made sure both ties were secure. After making sure of that, and making sure she didn't have too much room to move her feet, I repeated the process with the other foot. I didn't bother with her arms or midsection, because I figured that all she would be able to do were situps, with the straight jacket on.
Now she was starting to get a little worried, and a lot more confused. She started moving her feet around, and struggling against the jacket more. She repeatedly asked me what was going on, but I didn't answer. I pulled out an electric toothbrush from the drawer, closed it, and kneeled down at the end of the bed, right at her feet. The fragrance (not odor) they omitted was actually very refreshing, and I spent a couple minutes taking it all in, and realizing what I was about to do..and all it did was turn me on more.
Without warning, I grabbed her left foot and stroked 2 fingers right down the flat sole of it. She let out a half-yelp, half-laugh, and jerked her leg back as far as it would go. I let go and let her pull her foot back. After a minute, and after no response from me, she naturally relaxed, and her leg and foot came back out to their resting positions. I quickly grabbed her foot again, and again ran a couple fingers right down the sole. She laughed louder this time, and again, jerked her foot back as far as she could. Once again, I let her, having fun with this, and waited for the foot to return to it's previous position. After a minute, it did, and this time, I let her have it. I grabbed her ankle and ran all five of my fingers all over her sole and heel.
"Hehehehe knock it off!" she sputtered out in between girlish laughs. "Hahahahaha, I'm not kidding!! Oh my God, let me go! I'm gonna get you for this!" She struggled wildly against the jacket and the bonds, and her entire upperbody came up to a sitting position, and quickly fell back down.
Even more excited by her threat, I tickled harder. I held her toes back and tickled the undersides of them, and the skin between them and her sole. This proved to be especially ticklish, and she flailed wildly about. "HAHAHA! STAHAHA-HAP it, now! Please!" Normally, asking nicely works for me, but not this time. I switched to the other foot, and did the same to it. The laughter was the same, and just as beautiful.
I sensed my fingers getting tired, and I gave her a quick, minute breather, while I got my little friend that I had retrieved from the drawer. Making sure it had working batteries, I turned it on. She heard the humming, and at first thought it to be some kind of vibrator, and starting thinking that things would get back to normal. She thought wrong.
I drew the spinning instrument of laughter closer and closer to her exposed right foot, and when it made contact, she didn't even laugh..she screamed. "AHHHHHHHHHHH! What the hell is that! Get it off, get it off!" I kept going, moving the brush around, making sure to scrub clean every part of the underside of her foot. "AHHH HAHAHAHAHA, for the love of God, make it stop! Hehehe HAHAHA!" Her screaming laughter soon dissapated into silent laughing, and I looked up, and could see a few tears on her cheeks. Pleased with myself, I switched back to her left foot, and gave that sole the same treatment. She laughed even harder this time. Then, I held her toes, and looked at the exposed skin underneath. This was going to be great. I slowly lowered the brush until it made contact, and she exploded.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh my God!! STAHAHA-HAP!" she flailed wildly on the bed, like an angry bronco. I was having the time of my life. I scrubbed in between every toe, and got the bottom of each one, taking my good old time. From the sound of her screams/laugher, she enjoyed it, too. "OH MY GOD! KNOCK IT HAHAHAHAHA OFF, HAHAHAHA PLEAAHAHAHAHASE! IT TI-HEHEHEHE-CKLAHAHAES!" she cried, with tears of forced mirth running down her face.
I realized that I was as horny as anything, and had yet to get off. I decided to change that. I undid the nylons, and she breathed a sigh of relief. However, it was short lived. I flipped her over onto her stomach, and sat on her rear, facing her legs and beautiful feet. Now she was even more confused, and with my weight on top of her, she was completely immobile, except for her legs, which I could control.
I grabbed one of her ankles and held the foot up to my face, taking in the smell and sight of it. After a minute I couldn't take it anymore, and started to slowly kiss it in different spots. She didn't know how to react, but after a minute, started to giggle...I didn't see how it tickled yet, but I wasn't complaining. Finally I stuck my tongue out, and ran it up and down her foot's long, flat underside. We both loved it.
"Hehehehe wow, stop it....hehe I meehehehehean it!" I could tell her resolve was weakening, and that she was getting turned on by this, too. I kept moving my tongue up, down, and all over her soles, and even swirling it over the ball of her foot. This was even more ticklish for her, as the hehehe's turned into hahaha's, and I had to struggle to keep her foot in my control.
Then, I held her toes back again, and licked underneath them, in the ultra-sensitive skin between them and the top of her sole. She laughed as hard as she had yet, but I also detected a moan in there, as well. Determined to get her off, too, I stopped for a short moment, reached down, and pulled her underwear right off...she was wearing a skirt, remember? I then resumed, grabbing her foot with one hand and licking the undersides of her toes, and the skin underneath. With the other hand, I reached down and slowly started playing with her privates, and she loved it. Soon afterwards, I couldn't resist, and stuck her big toe into my mouth, and ran my tongue all over it, while sucking at the same time. This, along with my other playful hand, started to drive her wild.
"OHHH my, keep going...hehehe yess.." After that, I put each toe into my mouth and repeated the process, sucking every one, and licking the spaces in between, which just drove her over the edge more. "Ohh yea, don't stop....God, don't stop"...I could see I was starting to get to her, and decided it was time for the big finish. I put the electric toothbrush back into my hand, and turned it on.
But I wasn't going to tickle her with it this time..not on her foot, anyway. I flipped it upside down, so the big end was vibriating, and I was holding the stem. I lowered the shaking handle onto her pussy, and the result was immediate. She starting bucking wildly, and I had to try my hardest to stay seated on her. I moved it around a bit, and stopped when I started to tickle her clit..and I could tell when I did, from the reaction.
"OOOOHHHHH yesssssss.....ooh gooodddd....don't stop, don't stop....oh fuck!" She was close, and I wasn't going to just let a toothbrush get her off. I picked her foot back up with my free hand, and immediately fit as many toes as I could in my mouth, sucking crazily and licking them all over. "Hehehehe ooohhhhhh, goooo-hehehe-ddddd, kee--heheehehe-p going...yess....I'm gonna hehehe cummm...". I quickly withdrew the toes from my mouth, and started licking wildly up and down her sole, tongue-bathing every inch of ticklish skin I could find. This, in combination to the brush, which I was now pushing in deeper into her pussy, proved to be just too much.
"Hehehe OHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'm cumming!!! YE-HEHEH-SSSSSSSSSSS! OH MY GOOOOOOOO-HAHAHA-DDDDDD!!!!! YESSSSSSSSSHEHEHEHSSSSSS!!!!!" She started to shake uncontrollably underneath me. "I'M CUMMING....OH MY GOD!!! KEEP GO-HEHEHE-ING!!!! YESSSS!" This continued for about a minute, and she collapsed, spent.
Still not having gotten off, I gave her feet a couple quick licks, and quickly hopped off and helped her get the straight jacket off. We then had the best sex of our lives, and finished the night off with more games with the straight jacket..but maybe I'll get into it at a later time 😉.
Well, there you have it. I'm sure it was pretty bad, and I'm sure I was redundant with a lot of stuff. But it's my first story ever, as you can see, since this is my first post...so try to keep the criticism as nice as possible..thanks.
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