johndthe2nd
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Ticklish Maria
Maria was a mother of two, 36 years of age, slim physique with petite features. She was a very pretty woman, short brown hair, cute little nose and an adorable smile. Her age didn’t really show, her skin still very soft and supple.
Maria’ day job was a police community support officer for her local area. Within the last year she had quit her old job at the supermarket and had done several courses, enabling her to start her new one. The courses were relatively simple, the job didn’t pay very well and it was a job that most people weren’t really interested in. Maria was attracted to the job as she was tired of her old one and liked the idea of being out n about serving the community.
The community officer role was to give people confidence of police attendance in the area, reporting any anti social behaviour or criminal activities. The role however was limited as much as her basic training, restricting her abilities to prosecute as a normal officer would.
Maria hadn’t signed up with the intention of fighting crime, she knew that the area was relatively quite and peaceful. She signed knowing the perks that the job brought, such as the freedom to patrol the area at a leisurely pace and to get involved with local groups and activities.
Her uniform comprised of a smart white shirt, black tie, waistcoat, trousers and shoes, her waistcoat holstering her radio and phone. She was also required to wear a hat of the usual type with the police emblem and chequered pattern. Her shoes were of a boot type but not the usual clumpy or heavy, they were smaller and more stylish to provide comfort when walking on patrol.
Maria’s usual week consisted of everyday morning and afternoon patrols with occasional social or council meetings which she would attend. Not all of the meetings required her attendance, but since she knew the people in her area well, it was a nice chance for her to socialise and chat.
Another perk of Maria’s job was that along with her beauty, her uniform made her very sexy looking indeed, attracting many glaring eyes of all ages. A lot of other women would find this behaviour rather creepy and probably would dress down to oppose it, but not Maria, despite the children she was a single mother and therefore was not afraid of the attention. So unafraid was she, she always made sure was looking just fantastic every day.
Being such an attractive woman and continually being involved with local meetings, she was constantly invited to other events and people wanting to introduce her to friends and family. Maria relished this attention and always took the opportunity when possible to meet new people and attend various events in the area, it just made her usual day so much more interesting.
Although there were many men and women she got on very well with, there was particular gentleman she was always pleased to see and talk to, his name was Mark. She had known him previously from living in the area, always seeing him down the seafront tending to his boat. He had been a keen sailor in his lifetime and enjoyed being out at sea, he now felt he was too old at 45 for a traditional sailing boat and now preferred the luxury of his larger cabined boat.
Being close the sea, the area naturally had an emphasis on sailing and other water sports for which there was a local club and governing body. Several representatives and voluntary members from the group attended local council meetings where Maria had been attending as of this year. Mark was a casual member of the group that enjoyed keeping up to date mostly, but also felt he deserved to have an opinion relating to issues at sea.
Maria had got to know Mark as he was quite a respected character among the group, and also from talking from time to time had learned he was very charming and very funny man, he more often than not made her or laugh or giggle at his jokes or comments. His behaviour was never inappropriate or forthcoming he was just a genuinely nice funny guy who made Maria feel comfortable in his presence and at ease.
Mark was older than Maria, but not much older, he was a good looking man but not something Maria would usually take interest in. However with his charm and his comedy she did find him more attractive, though it was never more than a moments thought.
Over the weeks Maria continued to attend the meetings each time getting an opportunity to talk to Mark and an opportunity for him to make her smile and cheer her up if she was ever down. At the last meeting, Mark had invited Maria to join him on the boat after the meeting, saying he wanted to talk about a few issues and also wanted to give her an excuse to skip her usual boring afternoon patrol. Maria wouldn’t normally be tempted by such an offer knowing she should be on duty, but since he was a nice guy she enjoyed chatting to and because the afternoon patrol was rather boring she happily accepted.
The meeting finished at 3, Maria and Mark left the council building and started to walk down to front. Those that saw Maria would just assume she was going back the station or starting her afternoon patrol, she was always with lots of people anyway so she didn’t feel guilty for skipping her patrol.
They arrived at Marks boat and climbed aboard. Maria was very impressed, it was a large boat with a luxury cabin area and a large deck for sunbathing. Maria also noticed a particular object that looked like it was part of the deck, it was covered to protect it from Rain so she couldn’t see what it was, she was curious but didn’t ask. She joined Mark on the top deck as he drove away from the Jetty, they chatted as usual.
They hadn’t been out on the boat for more ten minutes when Mark slowed and brought the boat to a stop, they were out far enough just to relax and enjoy the sunshine. Mark offered her a drink which she accepted and they sat on the deck soaking up the sun.
Unknown to Maria, Mark had been holding back temptation right back from the first couple of weeks he had met her, she was simply gorgeous in his eyes, her sexy uniform only adding to his increasing desire. Also unknown to her Mark had always had a strong foot tickling fetish as much as he tried to deny most of his life. He spent a lot of his previous life indecisive, unsure whether he could accept it, knowing that it was socially unaccepted and the idea of other people knowing humiliating.
Throughout the years Mark had learned to achieve a happy medium with his fetish only indulging occasionally to avoid feeling overwhelmed by it. However when he had met Maria he couldn’t help but bring these feelings to life. He had gotten on so well with Maria, sampling her beautiful laughs and giggles, his imagination running wild with his tickling fantasy’s. Now with her relaxing on his boat Mark decided to make the most of her being here.
Before giving Maria her drink Mark had taken the time to crush several sleeping pills which he added to her lemonade. Maria was already relaxing in one the recliners and only welcomed the feeling of sleepiness as she began to snooze, she was soon fast asleep…..
Maria slowly stirred from her sleep, she had been asleep for several hours now, her eyes now widening as she realises she cant move. Maria looked surprised, almost a look of worry as she takes in her bondage. She now recognises it as the particular item that was initially covered over when she first came aboard. It was a slightly raised platform on which Maria was seated, two short members raised from the floor each holding a wrist at her side. Two more members’ towards the front platform raised her feet in front of her grasping at the ankles. The members were made of thick metal, cushioning at her wrist and ankles was of thick leather, the shackles adjustable allowing for the best fit. Despite the bondage Maria was very comfortable, the extra thick cushioning providing a luxury feel, even the floor was cushioned for her bottom.
The structure was clearly professional, a real piece of furniture, sturdy and strong. She started to call Mark, getting slightly frustrated and worried as she didn’t get a reply. Mark! She called again, she could now hear footsteps but they were now going away from here, Mark! She yelled, what’s going on! Again no reply, next thing she heard was the engine, Mark started the boat again and was now driving further out to sea.
Maria became a little frantic now beginning to shout, not justifying the need to scream just yet, she was sure he wouldn’t hurt her. Maria calmed herself down no longer shouting, the roar of the engine drowning out her sound anyway, she sat there in anticipation.
Mark continued to drive out into the open sea until he was sure he would not be disturbed, no land in sight, away from it all. Despite having the courage to invite Maria on the boat and spiking her drink he was nervous about what he was going to do, driving for 20 minutes or more just to be sure. Mark finally stopped the boat, turned off the engine and let the boat drift for a while.
As the engine stopped, Maria felt as though she would be heard again, now calling out Mark! Once again. This time however she was greeted with his presence as he walked in front of bondage, Maria almost surprised despite calling for him. He had a faint smile on his face, his expression soft as he now made eye contact. Mark! She said, what’s going on! Why have u got me in this thing! She had now calmed down after seeing Mark, though still worried, her thoughts when she first woke was the boat had been hijacked or something stupid, so seeing him was some relief.
Well Maria! He said, you’re a very beautiful woman, you come to our meetings, you patrol the area and you’re always looking so dam good, you’re a flirt, you’re such a tease! His point of view expressed firmly trying to almost justify his reasons for having her in this predicament.
Marks thoughts had made her little embarrassed making her blush slightly, he continued on to say you know what happens to a tease don’t u? Maria’s expression blank as she waits for him to finish, they get tickled! And there’s nothing else id like to do more than to make you laugh, squirm and giggle as I tickle your feet! Mark had really gone for it, laying it on the line letting her know his cruel intentions.
As soon as Mark had mentioned “tickle” Maria almost gasped in horror, which was followed by an unexpected rush of excitement, her bondage suddenly becoming more apparent. The mention of tickling her feet had nearly made her loose her breath as she realised how helpless she was and also remembering how terrible ticklish she was. Maria ever so slightly started shaking her head, while making the sexiest pleads, no u cant!, no no noaaooo!, the idea of being tickled silly playing havoc on her mind, while at the same time feelings of welcoming excitement slowing breaching through.
Maria’s sexy pleading and cute expressions became more attractive as Mark had now started to unlace her left boot. Maria still shaking her head denying the excitement that was building and the fact she was going to be tickled. Maria had been tickled before, but it was always just a quick bit of fun, something she could just about handle, but in her current position she realised this was going to be fully tested.
Mark finished unlacing her boot, now pulling it off her foot revealing a nice pink ankle sock. The sock was thick and patterned, moulded to her foot outlining what looked like a nicely proportioned and shapely foot. He repeated on the other boot, so now both socks were on show, Maria couldn’t help but wriggle her feet almost enticing him to continue, her pleads had now settled and were replaced with a growing smile which she desperately tried to hold back, Marks eyes only lighting up as her feet continue to wriggle.
Mark now grasped the tip of her left sock and slowly tugged it off bit by bit, Maria’s sexy pleads now returning as a last resort as if to change his mind. He tugged it off completely, her foot now on show for him to admire briefly. As he expected the skin was soft and supple yet wrinkly and textured, she had shapely toes, evidence of extensive foot care showed as even the stems of her toes looked wonderfully soft, wrinkled and moisturised. Her nails had been painted a pretty shade of red, her soles a lovely contrasting soft pink differing from the surrounding whiter skin.
Marks heart was now beating hard within his chest with excitement, they were even better than he imagined, she really was gorgeous from her head to the tips of her toes. Without further a due Mark grasped her foot and began to lightly caress her sole. Maria moaned softly as his four finger tips started at the bottom of her heel, a few involuntary giggles slip as they now glided up her arch, Maria laughing as he sweeps across the balls of the foot and back down the arch, her foot flexing in reaction, an occasional spreading of the toes as he strokes the heel and then up into the instep.
Mark pleased with the results, continued his lazy stroking watching her become more and more ticklish as he increased the pace and his technique, Maria now becoming a giggling, squirming mess, Mark taking great pleasure in attacking individual toe stems as well as stroking the complete length of her sole driving her crazy with laughter.
Mark continued on improving his technique all the time, honing in on her most ticklish areas as well lots of improvisation to test her reactions. He was never disappointed with the results, the slow but persistent methodical methods that teased her particularly ticklish arch made her buck hard with uncontrollable laughter, she was a ticklish dream.
Mark now shifted across and pulled off her right sock, Maria barely given a chance to say a word, the tickling continued with heightened affects, her untouched right foot producing reenergised ticklish reactions as he stroked, caressed, teased and tickled her heel, arch, balls and toes in a systematic fashion, reversing his pattern on the way down.
Her right foot was proving to be just as ticklish as the left, again implementing new ideas Mark kept Maria giggling and squirming under his command. Unlike her left foot Mark was now taking the time to focus on individual areas until he was satisfied with her level of ticklishness. He wanted her to be beaten on every area of her foot to administer a complete ticklish defeat of her whole foot.
He started with the heel, there was no hardness to the heel, just complete soft supple slightly creased skin, he engaged a slow caressing up and down pattern that kept her giggling slightly, the foot flexing occasionally to counter the sensation. He now circled the heel changing direction from time to time, employing the same level of touch over and over again, Maria reacted through an increase in giggles, her foot now constantly flexing and wriggling its toes. Mark now picked up the tempo and in addition traced the outside of the heel where it merged with the instep and arch, Maria couldn’t help her sexy squirms now, slowly losing track his pattern, each new touch now becoming more and surprising, Maria unable to resist the tickling sensations, slowly returning to a giggling mess.
Next area Mark decided to play with was her toes, an area that was already very ticklish. Maria now sensed he was playing games or employing a new method, the tickling had become more focused all of a sudden and intense, evident in her hew surprised yelps and squeals between her heighten laughter. Mark started by holding of her toes with both hands and began rubbing them between his fingers using the lightest but firm touch possible, occasional selecting just a few applying multiple touches, Maria actually enjoyed the rubbing of her toes though it was borderline, she was desperately holding laughter constantly squirming, the odd giggle escaping. Mark now changed his technique stroking from the base of the toes up to tips, struggling to tickle all the toes as she flexed and spread them in ticklish response now giggling wildly as he punished individual toes for moving, Maria again at his ticklish mercy.
Mark now started his favourite and what would be the last part of her session, he didn’t want to exhaust her too much. His favourite part would be the arch, insteps and the balls of the feet, he knew these were the most ticklish parts of her foot and had saved the best till last. Mark had now switched back to her left foot, which hadn’t any attention for a while and began slow circular motions starting at the top of the heel exploring now into the soft wrinkled arch and instep. Maria reacting beautifully to the quick switch of foot, her resistance immediately broken, a loud surprised gasp before laughing uncontrollably as he teased every wrinkle on her arch and instep, watching in delight as her foot flexed back and forth, toes wriggling and an equally ticklish expression shown in her face as she laughed and laughed. Mark also made sure he didn’t forget the balls of the feet, adding occasional back and forth sweeping motions as wells lots of quick tickles, her frantic toe wriggling reacting best to this, Maria also finding this highly amusing as she continues to squirm and giggle.
Mark now sat in the middle of both feet and stroked the entire length of both soles, Maria roared with uncontrollable laughter, twisting and turning in ticklish delight, Mark ensuring to keep a consistent up and down pattern giving her no break from his smooth ticklish fingers. Her expression filled with complete joy as she laughs madly, unable to concentrate at all, completely consumed with the tickling. Mark changed his pattern, one hand stoking up the arch, the other stroking down the instep, alternating from time to time, as well as changing tempo, quick tickles then slow tickles, Maria filling the sky with her beautiful laugh, her laugh constantly changing from giggle to squirm, to laughter and yelps each telling a story of how Mark was changing his pattern and how effective it was.
Maria’s skin was so wonderful to touch, so soft and supple, he wanted to tickle her forever, her ticklish reactions driving him insane. For what seemed like 5 minutes, Mark had actually been tickling Maria for 45 minutes, time flies when you having fun he though to himself, the 45 minutes feeling like a lifetime for poor little Maria, still giggling slightly despite him now stopping.
Maria slowly regained her saneness as the ticklish sensations wore off, she didn’t say anything to begin with. Yes she had been invited on his boat under false intentions but her tickling session had left her feeling rather embarrassed yet mentally pleased about her ticklishness and how Mark had exploited this with such intent. It was also evident that the tickling was exciting for her as in her session her expression was filled with such glee and ticklish happiness and surprise, despite it being induced.
Mark freed Maria of her bondage, Maria now showing a sexy smile trying to catch his eye, their eyes met, Mark suddenly feeling very guilty starting to explain himself, look I’m really sorry he said, I know its completely weird, hope I haven’t freaked you out, evidence of worry in his voice. Maria interrupted him still smiling, its ok, as much as feel like your approach was inappropriate and deceitful trying to sound cross, I actually found the tickling exciting and enjoyable despite you tickling me pink she remarked! Marks now smiled stupidly feeling rather pleased with himself, well you desired it! He said, she smiled and returned to the deck where she now replaced her removed footwear. Mark started the boat and returned to the jetty where he would drop her off before parking the boat.
They arrived back, Mark helped Maria off the boat before asking her when she next wanted to come out on the boat. Her reaction to his question was a playfully appauled look to say it wont be anytime soon, but just said well see, now smiling, maybe sooner than you think, she now started to walk back towards the town, but ul have to catch me first! she added turning to give a smile and a cheeky wink.
THE END!
Maria was a mother of two, 36 years of age, slim physique with petite features. She was a very pretty woman, short brown hair, cute little nose and an adorable smile. Her age didn’t really show, her skin still very soft and supple.
Maria’ day job was a police community support officer for her local area. Within the last year she had quit her old job at the supermarket and had done several courses, enabling her to start her new one. The courses were relatively simple, the job didn’t pay very well and it was a job that most people weren’t really interested in. Maria was attracted to the job as she was tired of her old one and liked the idea of being out n about serving the community.
The community officer role was to give people confidence of police attendance in the area, reporting any anti social behaviour or criminal activities. The role however was limited as much as her basic training, restricting her abilities to prosecute as a normal officer would.
Maria hadn’t signed up with the intention of fighting crime, she knew that the area was relatively quite and peaceful. She signed knowing the perks that the job brought, such as the freedom to patrol the area at a leisurely pace and to get involved with local groups and activities.
Her uniform comprised of a smart white shirt, black tie, waistcoat, trousers and shoes, her waistcoat holstering her radio and phone. She was also required to wear a hat of the usual type with the police emblem and chequered pattern. Her shoes were of a boot type but not the usual clumpy or heavy, they were smaller and more stylish to provide comfort when walking on patrol.
Maria’s usual week consisted of everyday morning and afternoon patrols with occasional social or council meetings which she would attend. Not all of the meetings required her attendance, but since she knew the people in her area well, it was a nice chance for her to socialise and chat.
Another perk of Maria’s job was that along with her beauty, her uniform made her very sexy looking indeed, attracting many glaring eyes of all ages. A lot of other women would find this behaviour rather creepy and probably would dress down to oppose it, but not Maria, despite the children she was a single mother and therefore was not afraid of the attention. So unafraid was she, she always made sure was looking just fantastic every day.
Being such an attractive woman and continually being involved with local meetings, she was constantly invited to other events and people wanting to introduce her to friends and family. Maria relished this attention and always took the opportunity when possible to meet new people and attend various events in the area, it just made her usual day so much more interesting.
Although there were many men and women she got on very well with, there was particular gentleman she was always pleased to see and talk to, his name was Mark. She had known him previously from living in the area, always seeing him down the seafront tending to his boat. He had been a keen sailor in his lifetime and enjoyed being out at sea, he now felt he was too old at 45 for a traditional sailing boat and now preferred the luxury of his larger cabined boat.
Being close the sea, the area naturally had an emphasis on sailing and other water sports for which there was a local club and governing body. Several representatives and voluntary members from the group attended local council meetings where Maria had been attending as of this year. Mark was a casual member of the group that enjoyed keeping up to date mostly, but also felt he deserved to have an opinion relating to issues at sea.
Maria had got to know Mark as he was quite a respected character among the group, and also from talking from time to time had learned he was very charming and very funny man, he more often than not made her or laugh or giggle at his jokes or comments. His behaviour was never inappropriate or forthcoming he was just a genuinely nice funny guy who made Maria feel comfortable in his presence and at ease.
Mark was older than Maria, but not much older, he was a good looking man but not something Maria would usually take interest in. However with his charm and his comedy she did find him more attractive, though it was never more than a moments thought.
Over the weeks Maria continued to attend the meetings each time getting an opportunity to talk to Mark and an opportunity for him to make her smile and cheer her up if she was ever down. At the last meeting, Mark had invited Maria to join him on the boat after the meeting, saying he wanted to talk about a few issues and also wanted to give her an excuse to skip her usual boring afternoon patrol. Maria wouldn’t normally be tempted by such an offer knowing she should be on duty, but since he was a nice guy she enjoyed chatting to and because the afternoon patrol was rather boring she happily accepted.
The meeting finished at 3, Maria and Mark left the council building and started to walk down to front. Those that saw Maria would just assume she was going back the station or starting her afternoon patrol, she was always with lots of people anyway so she didn’t feel guilty for skipping her patrol.
They arrived at Marks boat and climbed aboard. Maria was very impressed, it was a large boat with a luxury cabin area and a large deck for sunbathing. Maria also noticed a particular object that looked like it was part of the deck, it was covered to protect it from Rain so she couldn’t see what it was, she was curious but didn’t ask. She joined Mark on the top deck as he drove away from the Jetty, they chatted as usual.
They hadn’t been out on the boat for more ten minutes when Mark slowed and brought the boat to a stop, they were out far enough just to relax and enjoy the sunshine. Mark offered her a drink which she accepted and they sat on the deck soaking up the sun.
Unknown to Maria, Mark had been holding back temptation right back from the first couple of weeks he had met her, she was simply gorgeous in his eyes, her sexy uniform only adding to his increasing desire. Also unknown to her Mark had always had a strong foot tickling fetish as much as he tried to deny most of his life. He spent a lot of his previous life indecisive, unsure whether he could accept it, knowing that it was socially unaccepted and the idea of other people knowing humiliating.
Throughout the years Mark had learned to achieve a happy medium with his fetish only indulging occasionally to avoid feeling overwhelmed by it. However when he had met Maria he couldn’t help but bring these feelings to life. He had gotten on so well with Maria, sampling her beautiful laughs and giggles, his imagination running wild with his tickling fantasy’s. Now with her relaxing on his boat Mark decided to make the most of her being here.
Before giving Maria her drink Mark had taken the time to crush several sleeping pills which he added to her lemonade. Maria was already relaxing in one the recliners and only welcomed the feeling of sleepiness as she began to snooze, she was soon fast asleep…..
Maria slowly stirred from her sleep, she had been asleep for several hours now, her eyes now widening as she realises she cant move. Maria looked surprised, almost a look of worry as she takes in her bondage. She now recognises it as the particular item that was initially covered over when she first came aboard. It was a slightly raised platform on which Maria was seated, two short members raised from the floor each holding a wrist at her side. Two more members’ towards the front platform raised her feet in front of her grasping at the ankles. The members were made of thick metal, cushioning at her wrist and ankles was of thick leather, the shackles adjustable allowing for the best fit. Despite the bondage Maria was very comfortable, the extra thick cushioning providing a luxury feel, even the floor was cushioned for her bottom.
The structure was clearly professional, a real piece of furniture, sturdy and strong. She started to call Mark, getting slightly frustrated and worried as she didn’t get a reply. Mark! She called again, she could now hear footsteps but they were now going away from here, Mark! She yelled, what’s going on! Again no reply, next thing she heard was the engine, Mark started the boat again and was now driving further out to sea.
Maria became a little frantic now beginning to shout, not justifying the need to scream just yet, she was sure he wouldn’t hurt her. Maria calmed herself down no longer shouting, the roar of the engine drowning out her sound anyway, she sat there in anticipation.
Mark continued to drive out into the open sea until he was sure he would not be disturbed, no land in sight, away from it all. Despite having the courage to invite Maria on the boat and spiking her drink he was nervous about what he was going to do, driving for 20 minutes or more just to be sure. Mark finally stopped the boat, turned off the engine and let the boat drift for a while.
As the engine stopped, Maria felt as though she would be heard again, now calling out Mark! Once again. This time however she was greeted with his presence as he walked in front of bondage, Maria almost surprised despite calling for him. He had a faint smile on his face, his expression soft as he now made eye contact. Mark! She said, what’s going on! Why have u got me in this thing! She had now calmed down after seeing Mark, though still worried, her thoughts when she first woke was the boat had been hijacked or something stupid, so seeing him was some relief.
Well Maria! He said, you’re a very beautiful woman, you come to our meetings, you patrol the area and you’re always looking so dam good, you’re a flirt, you’re such a tease! His point of view expressed firmly trying to almost justify his reasons for having her in this predicament.
Marks thoughts had made her little embarrassed making her blush slightly, he continued on to say you know what happens to a tease don’t u? Maria’s expression blank as she waits for him to finish, they get tickled! And there’s nothing else id like to do more than to make you laugh, squirm and giggle as I tickle your feet! Mark had really gone for it, laying it on the line letting her know his cruel intentions.
As soon as Mark had mentioned “tickle” Maria almost gasped in horror, which was followed by an unexpected rush of excitement, her bondage suddenly becoming more apparent. The mention of tickling her feet had nearly made her loose her breath as she realised how helpless she was and also remembering how terrible ticklish she was. Maria ever so slightly started shaking her head, while making the sexiest pleads, no u cant!, no no noaaooo!, the idea of being tickled silly playing havoc on her mind, while at the same time feelings of welcoming excitement slowing breaching through.
Maria’s sexy pleading and cute expressions became more attractive as Mark had now started to unlace her left boot. Maria still shaking her head denying the excitement that was building and the fact she was going to be tickled. Maria had been tickled before, but it was always just a quick bit of fun, something she could just about handle, but in her current position she realised this was going to be fully tested.
Mark finished unlacing her boot, now pulling it off her foot revealing a nice pink ankle sock. The sock was thick and patterned, moulded to her foot outlining what looked like a nicely proportioned and shapely foot. He repeated on the other boot, so now both socks were on show, Maria couldn’t help but wriggle her feet almost enticing him to continue, her pleads had now settled and were replaced with a growing smile which she desperately tried to hold back, Marks eyes only lighting up as her feet continue to wriggle.
Mark now grasped the tip of her left sock and slowly tugged it off bit by bit, Maria’s sexy pleads now returning as a last resort as if to change his mind. He tugged it off completely, her foot now on show for him to admire briefly. As he expected the skin was soft and supple yet wrinkly and textured, she had shapely toes, evidence of extensive foot care showed as even the stems of her toes looked wonderfully soft, wrinkled and moisturised. Her nails had been painted a pretty shade of red, her soles a lovely contrasting soft pink differing from the surrounding whiter skin.
Marks heart was now beating hard within his chest with excitement, they were even better than he imagined, she really was gorgeous from her head to the tips of her toes. Without further a due Mark grasped her foot and began to lightly caress her sole. Maria moaned softly as his four finger tips started at the bottom of her heel, a few involuntary giggles slip as they now glided up her arch, Maria laughing as he sweeps across the balls of the foot and back down the arch, her foot flexing in reaction, an occasional spreading of the toes as he strokes the heel and then up into the instep.
Mark pleased with the results, continued his lazy stroking watching her become more and more ticklish as he increased the pace and his technique, Maria now becoming a giggling, squirming mess, Mark taking great pleasure in attacking individual toe stems as well as stroking the complete length of her sole driving her crazy with laughter.
Mark continued on improving his technique all the time, honing in on her most ticklish areas as well lots of improvisation to test her reactions. He was never disappointed with the results, the slow but persistent methodical methods that teased her particularly ticklish arch made her buck hard with uncontrollable laughter, she was a ticklish dream.
Mark now shifted across and pulled off her right sock, Maria barely given a chance to say a word, the tickling continued with heightened affects, her untouched right foot producing reenergised ticklish reactions as he stroked, caressed, teased and tickled her heel, arch, balls and toes in a systematic fashion, reversing his pattern on the way down.
Her right foot was proving to be just as ticklish as the left, again implementing new ideas Mark kept Maria giggling and squirming under his command. Unlike her left foot Mark was now taking the time to focus on individual areas until he was satisfied with her level of ticklishness. He wanted her to be beaten on every area of her foot to administer a complete ticklish defeat of her whole foot.
He started with the heel, there was no hardness to the heel, just complete soft supple slightly creased skin, he engaged a slow caressing up and down pattern that kept her giggling slightly, the foot flexing occasionally to counter the sensation. He now circled the heel changing direction from time to time, employing the same level of touch over and over again, Maria reacted through an increase in giggles, her foot now constantly flexing and wriggling its toes. Mark now picked up the tempo and in addition traced the outside of the heel where it merged with the instep and arch, Maria couldn’t help her sexy squirms now, slowly losing track his pattern, each new touch now becoming more and surprising, Maria unable to resist the tickling sensations, slowly returning to a giggling mess.
Next area Mark decided to play with was her toes, an area that was already very ticklish. Maria now sensed he was playing games or employing a new method, the tickling had become more focused all of a sudden and intense, evident in her hew surprised yelps and squeals between her heighten laughter. Mark started by holding of her toes with both hands and began rubbing them between his fingers using the lightest but firm touch possible, occasional selecting just a few applying multiple touches, Maria actually enjoyed the rubbing of her toes though it was borderline, she was desperately holding laughter constantly squirming, the odd giggle escaping. Mark now changed his technique stroking from the base of the toes up to tips, struggling to tickle all the toes as she flexed and spread them in ticklish response now giggling wildly as he punished individual toes for moving, Maria again at his ticklish mercy.
Mark now started his favourite and what would be the last part of her session, he didn’t want to exhaust her too much. His favourite part would be the arch, insteps and the balls of the feet, he knew these were the most ticklish parts of her foot and had saved the best till last. Mark had now switched back to her left foot, which hadn’t any attention for a while and began slow circular motions starting at the top of the heel exploring now into the soft wrinkled arch and instep. Maria reacting beautifully to the quick switch of foot, her resistance immediately broken, a loud surprised gasp before laughing uncontrollably as he teased every wrinkle on her arch and instep, watching in delight as her foot flexed back and forth, toes wriggling and an equally ticklish expression shown in her face as she laughed and laughed. Mark also made sure he didn’t forget the balls of the feet, adding occasional back and forth sweeping motions as wells lots of quick tickles, her frantic toe wriggling reacting best to this, Maria also finding this highly amusing as she continues to squirm and giggle.
Mark now sat in the middle of both feet and stroked the entire length of both soles, Maria roared with uncontrollable laughter, twisting and turning in ticklish delight, Mark ensuring to keep a consistent up and down pattern giving her no break from his smooth ticklish fingers. Her expression filled with complete joy as she laughs madly, unable to concentrate at all, completely consumed with the tickling. Mark changed his pattern, one hand stoking up the arch, the other stroking down the instep, alternating from time to time, as well as changing tempo, quick tickles then slow tickles, Maria filling the sky with her beautiful laugh, her laugh constantly changing from giggle to squirm, to laughter and yelps each telling a story of how Mark was changing his pattern and how effective it was.
Maria’s skin was so wonderful to touch, so soft and supple, he wanted to tickle her forever, her ticklish reactions driving him insane. For what seemed like 5 minutes, Mark had actually been tickling Maria for 45 minutes, time flies when you having fun he though to himself, the 45 minutes feeling like a lifetime for poor little Maria, still giggling slightly despite him now stopping.
Maria slowly regained her saneness as the ticklish sensations wore off, she didn’t say anything to begin with. Yes she had been invited on his boat under false intentions but her tickling session had left her feeling rather embarrassed yet mentally pleased about her ticklishness and how Mark had exploited this with such intent. It was also evident that the tickling was exciting for her as in her session her expression was filled with such glee and ticklish happiness and surprise, despite it being induced.
Mark freed Maria of her bondage, Maria now showing a sexy smile trying to catch his eye, their eyes met, Mark suddenly feeling very guilty starting to explain himself, look I’m really sorry he said, I know its completely weird, hope I haven’t freaked you out, evidence of worry in his voice. Maria interrupted him still smiling, its ok, as much as feel like your approach was inappropriate and deceitful trying to sound cross, I actually found the tickling exciting and enjoyable despite you tickling me pink she remarked! Marks now smiled stupidly feeling rather pleased with himself, well you desired it! He said, she smiled and returned to the deck where she now replaced her removed footwear. Mark started the boat and returned to the jetty where he would drop her off before parking the boat.
They arrived back, Mark helped Maria off the boat before asking her when she next wanted to come out on the boat. Her reaction to his question was a playfully appauled look to say it wont be anytime soon, but just said well see, now smiling, maybe sooner than you think, she now started to walk back towards the town, but ul have to catch me first! she added turning to give a smile and a cheeky wink.
THE END!
