My wife Mary and I were going up to New England to visit an old college roommate of mine and his wife. Bob and Barbara lived in a small town in Maine, about an hour from Portland. .I had not seen them in several years, since I went hiking up the local mountain a few summers back. They looked fit and happy and welcomed Mary and I into their home with warmth.
It was great catching up with them and talking of children, job, politics, and whatever else. We shared a couple of bottles of wine and Mary and I said our good nights and went upstairs. We drifted off into a peaceful sleep in our friends upper level of their home. I did not sleep well and awoke after a few hours. I wasn't uncomfortable but just needed a book to relax me. Mary slept peacefully as Ii tried to get into the latest political espionage book I had purchased.
About an hour later as I read, I heard some soft laughter coming from somewhere in the distance. I paid little attention and was about to go back to sleep when the laughter increased. I was wondering what the heck was up. I went up to the open window and the laughter subsided. About 10 minutes later, as I nearly drifted off I heard voices again . Again their was laughing. I quickly got dressed and went down the stairs quietly. I did not want to wake Bob and Barbara. I reached the front door and quietly opened it. I advanced toward the barn about 50 yards from the house. Our friends kept horses and I was looking forward to riding the next day. As I advanced towards the barn, I heard more laughing. I also heard Bob's voice. He seemed in distress. As I got within 50 feet of the barn I heard more clearly. "Barbara, please, not my feet, no more torture. I promise i will be good. You win. You are the best tickler. I froze immediately. I could not believe it. Bob and Barbara were into tickling? They were in the fraternity? I was immediately erect at the thought of Bob's cute wife tickle torturing him. I also wished i could take a turn at being Barbara's victim.
I listened outside the barn. I heard Bob laughing and Barbara teasing him. 'Bob, We both know you deserve it. Stop crying out or you will disturb our guests. I am going to work over your friend and you can have a chance at Mary. She has an adorable laugh and i want to hear it. . We will do it together. We will tickle them into submission . I am going to ball your friend and you can take Mary. I pressed my ear closer to the barn to hear better. Barbara, that is not a good idea. What if they are not into tickling." What if they do not fool around with other people? Barbara laughed. . "Dummy, they both used the tickling reference three times each during dinner. Don't you listen"' Barbara was right of course. She picked up that Mary and I were into tickling. In the meantime she apparently began a fresh assault on the bottoms of Bob's feet because he started pleading all over again. Barbara was apparently merciless. 'Tickle, tickle tickle, poor little Bob. Tickle, tickle tickle. I am going to keep taking your feet and then your lovely cock. I will tickle you till you scream until you agree to my plan. " I was ready to cum from hearing all of this. This could be a great weekend.
I gently pried open the barn door. I could peer in and see Barbara had her husband tied into stocks. His feet were bare. His hands were comfortably placed in front of him also tied into a stock like contraption. Both the places for the hands and feet were padded. I wished I was in Bob's position. Barbara was in tight jeans and as she leaned over to tickle bob's feet i could see her lovely plump ass. 'Bob, i will give you one more chance. They clearly would enjoy themselves. If you don't agree my consolation prize will be to tickle your feet for 3 more hours and slowly tickle your cock for 2 more. That will be the rest of the night. I did not forget how you tickle teased me here last spring. You tickled my pussy for hours till you let me come." My friends were clearly into activities that I wholly endorsed. Bob did not answer and his cute sadistic wife began scratching her nails on his soles. He cried out. At this point things began to escalate as Mary approached. "What the fuck is going on, she laughed . I told her to look in. Mary laughed and pushed me through the partially opened door. Barbara reacted like a cat. She pounced on me and began tickling my ribs, pits and every piece of open flesh she could. I realized that I had missed something. She continued her assault and I struggled away. A dumb move as she dove onto me and forced me to my stomach. She was trying to tie my hands with some rope. But I was shocked what else was happening. Mary had advanced to where Bob was secured and giggled. She smiled down and said. "Your wife has secured you beautifully. We have the rest of the night. I am going to tickle you till your scream. I am going to continue on your feet and ribs. I will tickle your cock. You are going to beg to do it to me. I will have you crying, I promise. Barbara will torture my stupid husband the same way. if she wants she can ball him too. We planned this. Any questions.? I could not believe how assertive Mary was. She was very into tickling but never had been so in control. I loved how Barbara and her fooled us. Barbara had continued tickling me and tied my hands behind me. She had surprising strength and lifted me to my feet. 'You are going in the other set of stocks, mister. Around here, women dominate..any questions?. I am going to have you screaming as loud as Bob will be. You always wanted me to do this. Remember we once wrestled back in college and we briefly tickled each other". I did. ' I could not argue with her. Barbara held me under one arm and marched me to the other end of the barn. I could hear Bob laughing again as Mary apparently started her tickling. Barbara said, "Mary, I am going to place him so they can see and hear each other being tortured. That will make it more humiliating' " I could not believe my good fortune as Barbara marched me over to the second pair of stocks. I was hard and horny. I was not struggling. I could hear Bob's laughter . Barbara whispered to me. "'You are in for a treat. I have mastered the art of tickling". I could not wait.
Part 2 to come soon
It was great catching up with them and talking of children, job, politics, and whatever else. We shared a couple of bottles of wine and Mary and I said our good nights and went upstairs. We drifted off into a peaceful sleep in our friends upper level of their home. I did not sleep well and awoke after a few hours. I wasn't uncomfortable but just needed a book to relax me. Mary slept peacefully as Ii tried to get into the latest political espionage book I had purchased.
About an hour later as I read, I heard some soft laughter coming from somewhere in the distance. I paid little attention and was about to go back to sleep when the laughter increased. I was wondering what the heck was up. I went up to the open window and the laughter subsided. About 10 minutes later, as I nearly drifted off I heard voices again . Again their was laughing. I quickly got dressed and went down the stairs quietly. I did not want to wake Bob and Barbara. I reached the front door and quietly opened it. I advanced toward the barn about 50 yards from the house. Our friends kept horses and I was looking forward to riding the next day. As I advanced towards the barn, I heard more laughing. I also heard Bob's voice. He seemed in distress. As I got within 50 feet of the barn I heard more clearly. "Barbara, please, not my feet, no more torture. I promise i will be good. You win. You are the best tickler. I froze immediately. I could not believe it. Bob and Barbara were into tickling? They were in the fraternity? I was immediately erect at the thought of Bob's cute wife tickle torturing him. I also wished i could take a turn at being Barbara's victim.
I listened outside the barn. I heard Bob laughing and Barbara teasing him. 'Bob, We both know you deserve it. Stop crying out or you will disturb our guests. I am going to work over your friend and you can have a chance at Mary. She has an adorable laugh and i want to hear it. . We will do it together. We will tickle them into submission . I am going to ball your friend and you can take Mary. I pressed my ear closer to the barn to hear better. Barbara, that is not a good idea. What if they are not into tickling." What if they do not fool around with other people? Barbara laughed. . "Dummy, they both used the tickling reference three times each during dinner. Don't you listen"' Barbara was right of course. She picked up that Mary and I were into tickling. In the meantime she apparently began a fresh assault on the bottoms of Bob's feet because he started pleading all over again. Barbara was apparently merciless. 'Tickle, tickle tickle, poor little Bob. Tickle, tickle tickle. I am going to keep taking your feet and then your lovely cock. I will tickle you till you scream until you agree to my plan. " I was ready to cum from hearing all of this. This could be a great weekend.
I gently pried open the barn door. I could peer in and see Barbara had her husband tied into stocks. His feet were bare. His hands were comfortably placed in front of him also tied into a stock like contraption. Both the places for the hands and feet were padded. I wished I was in Bob's position. Barbara was in tight jeans and as she leaned over to tickle bob's feet i could see her lovely plump ass. 'Bob, i will give you one more chance. They clearly would enjoy themselves. If you don't agree my consolation prize will be to tickle your feet for 3 more hours and slowly tickle your cock for 2 more. That will be the rest of the night. I did not forget how you tickle teased me here last spring. You tickled my pussy for hours till you let me come." My friends were clearly into activities that I wholly endorsed. Bob did not answer and his cute sadistic wife began scratching her nails on his soles. He cried out. At this point things began to escalate as Mary approached. "What the fuck is going on, she laughed . I told her to look in. Mary laughed and pushed me through the partially opened door. Barbara reacted like a cat. She pounced on me and began tickling my ribs, pits and every piece of open flesh she could. I realized that I had missed something. She continued her assault and I struggled away. A dumb move as she dove onto me and forced me to my stomach. She was trying to tie my hands with some rope. But I was shocked what else was happening. Mary had advanced to where Bob was secured and giggled. She smiled down and said. "Your wife has secured you beautifully. We have the rest of the night. I am going to tickle you till your scream. I am going to continue on your feet and ribs. I will tickle your cock. You are going to beg to do it to me. I will have you crying, I promise. Barbara will torture my stupid husband the same way. if she wants she can ball him too. We planned this. Any questions.? I could not believe how assertive Mary was. She was very into tickling but never had been so in control. I loved how Barbara and her fooled us. Barbara had continued tickling me and tied my hands behind me. She had surprising strength and lifted me to my feet. 'You are going in the other set of stocks, mister. Around here, women dominate..any questions?. I am going to have you screaming as loud as Bob will be. You always wanted me to do this. Remember we once wrestled back in college and we briefly tickled each other". I did. ' I could not argue with her. Barbara held me under one arm and marched me to the other end of the barn. I could hear Bob laughing again as Mary apparently started her tickling. Barbara said, "Mary, I am going to place him so they can see and hear each other being tortured. That will make it more humiliating' " I could not believe my good fortune as Barbara marched me over to the second pair of stocks. I was hard and horny. I was not struggling. I could hear Bob's laughter . Barbara whispered to me. "'You are in for a treat. I have mastered the art of tickling". I could not wait.
Part 2 to come soon
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