My ‘Five Guys’ ticklish cuckolding fantasy.
You’ve probably seen the memes on the internet of a boyfriend/husband asking his girlfriend/wife if she likes ‘Five Guys’. The women don’t realize that their significant other is asking them if they like the burger restaurant ‘Five Guys’. Instead they think their boyfriend/husband is asking them if they want to have some kind of six-some orgy with five guys. The reactions are priceless, funny, and to be honest, pretty f’ing hot and erotic.
Playing off of that theme of Five Guys for my deepest darkest tickle fantasy (part 2, part one is
HERE)…my wife would respond to me that she does like Five Guys, and she’d elaborate that any of those very in-shape firemen from our neighborhood fire department would do.
One thing leads to another and I arrange to have five hot male strippers/escorts arrive at our house in full fireman gear in the middle of the night on a fake 911 call. My wife would still be in just a T-shirt and panties in our bed when they bust into the room.
“Mam, are you OK? We got a 911 call that said you were in distress and we need to check your vitals! May we approach the bed?! Now your husband over there has asked us to restrain him in the event we need to perform mouth to mouth resuscitation. He said he gets so jealous and might hurt someone if he sees hot guys like us kissing his wife. Again, are you OK with us approaching your bed?!”
She’s still a bit dumbfounded and confused with the situation, but she gives her verbal consent.
“Honey, did you call 911?!”
“I did. I called Five Guys.” and as he answers her, he winks and smiles a devious smile.
She smiles back and knows exactly what is going on now.
“Now, Mam. Your husband said we’d need to perform the Babinski reflex test on both of your bare soles…Is it ok if you go ahead and spread those gorgeous long legs of yours and allow these two gentlemen to approach the foot of your bed and run their instruments over your bare soles?!
And such would start the touching of my wife’s bare feet by two of the Five Guys (one on each foot).
That would quickly lead to her laughing hysterically as these little ‘reflex’ tests would tickle her bare feet immensely.
The third Five Guy would go ahead and ‘set up shop’ so to speak between her beautiful thighs and begin gently stroking down her long bare legs with his fingertips and call out to her to tell him when she didn't feel his fingertips touching her legs. There would never be a moment when his fingertips left her legs.
The fourth and fifth Five Guys would each position themselves at each of her breasts and start to gently massage them with their hands and gently pinch her fully erect nipples.
These two ‘breast and nipple’ men would reassure my wife that these were just gentle ‘heart adjacent compressions’ or ‘HACs’ designed to quickly get blood flow delivered throughout the body.
It would work wonders as my wife would be instantly going into uber-pleasure-moaning mode.
My undershorts would quickly become ‘inflated’ as I watched these men make fast work teasing and tickling and pleasuring my wife there on our bed as I just sat there tied up to that chair in the corner.
SO many sexual things would occur that night between these Five Guys and my wife. I will need another venue to describe them all.
Suffice to say that my wife’s laughter, mixed with pleasure moaning all through that night, would be just the elixir I needed to come over and over and over again in my shorts watching her do the same with these Five Guys.
Oh, a foot and tickle fetishist can darkly dream and fantasize, can he not?!
Thanks for stopping by,
TLM
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