Onlyfornow
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Part 1- http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=101378
The Ramada hotel was a large resort on the outskirts of town. The usual hustle and bustle of tourists was at a minimum, as things wouldn't start up until about a month later. Still, the Ramada stayed open, year-round for that matter. Three attractive girls, wearing nothing but bikinis, walked in carrying an unconscious 19 year-old boy. They said that he had passed out and wanted to get him to his room as soon as possible. This, is where the story begins...
Vic awoke from his slumber. His vision was blocked, clearly by some sort of blindfold or linen. The cold breeze between his thighs suggested that he was naked. For a while, Vic recollected his thoughts and immediately he knew where he was. Ramada Hotel, room 217. One thing he did not know, however, was that the three girls (Star, Ginger, and Laura) were all watching him only feet away.
"Is he awake yet?", said Ginger, trying to figure out if his movement was voluntary or not.
"I think so", Star said cautiously, "but just to be sure..."
Vic lay there, wondering what was going to happen to him, when all of a sudden he gave out a LOUD yelp. Sharp fingernails were sliding up and down his right foot, and he started squirming. He found it to be useless, as he realized he was tied to the bed.
The blindfold was ripped off and he saw the true horror of his predicament. Star, sitting at the foot of the bed, raking up and down his sole; Ginger, wiglging her fingers as she was taking a position next to Vic's side; Laura, standing next to him, holding the torn blindfold in her hand and grinning.
"Wait", he pleaded, but almost immediately Ginger hopped onto the bed and sat on his chest, blocking his view of Star, who began tickling both feet. Vic's view now consisted entirely of Ginger's bikini guarded's ass, which almost immediately triggered his erection. It came slow, but it was quite obvious to the girls what had happened. They all giggled.
"Well, well, well", Star said, ceasing her ticklish assault on his bare feet as she stood up. He could just barely make out the top of her head. "Looks like the shoe is on the other foot. Oh wait, no it isn't!", she emphasized those last two words as she went for both bare feet. She focused primarily on the balls of his feet. Ginger, firmly perched upon his chest, dug into his sides, causing him to howl in ticklish agony.
Laura walked towards his belly and started stroking up and down it. The worst part was that he couldn't see where she was going to strike next, and each time her sharp fingernails would hit a spot, his muscles would spasm upward and his laughter got even more high-pitched.
"Someone sure is ticklish, and he's liking it too!", Laura said, and with that she poked his erection, giving Vic a tinge of excitement. Never in his life had he realized the true greatness of bondage, even though he had fantasized about similar experiences when he was younger.
Laura now began tickling his pubic area, which Vic had, despite his gender, had kept well-groomed. Laura was sure to tickle all around his penis, including his loins and thighs. She refrained from touching his genitals, in an effective attempt to drive him insane. Star, on the other hand, was now venturing inbetween Vic's toes, which she had found was a personal hot spot. Ginger had moved her hands from Vic's sides and started tickling his ribs and nipples, which added to his sexual frustration.
This dilemma went on for nearly two hours, when Star finally said, "Alright, intermission". Ginger dismounted, thus giving Vic a better view. His tummy was bright pink from the ticklish terror that was Laura's fingers. He imagined that his feet were no different. His penis was still quite erect, standing at a mere 7 inches or so. His nipples were also hard from the prolonged tickling there.
Star walked into the hotel bathroom, out of Vic's site. He wondered what horrible tickle device she might have in there. When she emerged, she found that what she was wielding was far worse...
[TO BE CONTINUED?!?!?!?!?¿]
The Ramada hotel was a large resort on the outskirts of town. The usual hustle and bustle of tourists was at a minimum, as things wouldn't start up until about a month later. Still, the Ramada stayed open, year-round for that matter. Three attractive girls, wearing nothing but bikinis, walked in carrying an unconscious 19 year-old boy. They said that he had passed out and wanted to get him to his room as soon as possible. This, is where the story begins...
Vic awoke from his slumber. His vision was blocked, clearly by some sort of blindfold or linen. The cold breeze between his thighs suggested that he was naked. For a while, Vic recollected his thoughts and immediately he knew where he was. Ramada Hotel, room 217. One thing he did not know, however, was that the three girls (Star, Ginger, and Laura) were all watching him only feet away.
"Is he awake yet?", said Ginger, trying to figure out if his movement was voluntary or not.
"I think so", Star said cautiously, "but just to be sure..."
Vic lay there, wondering what was going to happen to him, when all of a sudden he gave out a LOUD yelp. Sharp fingernails were sliding up and down his right foot, and he started squirming. He found it to be useless, as he realized he was tied to the bed.
The blindfold was ripped off and he saw the true horror of his predicament. Star, sitting at the foot of the bed, raking up and down his sole; Ginger, wiglging her fingers as she was taking a position next to Vic's side; Laura, standing next to him, holding the torn blindfold in her hand and grinning.
"Wait", he pleaded, but almost immediately Ginger hopped onto the bed and sat on his chest, blocking his view of Star, who began tickling both feet. Vic's view now consisted entirely of Ginger's bikini guarded's ass, which almost immediately triggered his erection. It came slow, but it was quite obvious to the girls what had happened. They all giggled.
"Well, well, well", Star said, ceasing her ticklish assault on his bare feet as she stood up. He could just barely make out the top of her head. "Looks like the shoe is on the other foot. Oh wait, no it isn't!", she emphasized those last two words as she went for both bare feet. She focused primarily on the balls of his feet. Ginger, firmly perched upon his chest, dug into his sides, causing him to howl in ticklish agony.
Laura walked towards his belly and started stroking up and down it. The worst part was that he couldn't see where she was going to strike next, and each time her sharp fingernails would hit a spot, his muscles would spasm upward and his laughter got even more high-pitched.
"Someone sure is ticklish, and he's liking it too!", Laura said, and with that she poked his erection, giving Vic a tinge of excitement. Never in his life had he realized the true greatness of bondage, even though he had fantasized about similar experiences when he was younger.
Laura now began tickling his pubic area, which Vic had, despite his gender, had kept well-groomed. Laura was sure to tickle all around his penis, including his loins and thighs. She refrained from touching his genitals, in an effective attempt to drive him insane. Star, on the other hand, was now venturing inbetween Vic's toes, which she had found was a personal hot spot. Ginger had moved her hands from Vic's sides and started tickling his ribs and nipples, which added to his sexual frustration.
This dilemma went on for nearly two hours, when Star finally said, "Alright, intermission". Ginger dismounted, thus giving Vic a better view. His tummy was bright pink from the ticklish terror that was Laura's fingers. He imagined that his feet were no different. His penis was still quite erect, standing at a mere 7 inches or so. His nipples were also hard from the prolonged tickling there.
Star walked into the hotel bathroom, out of Vic's site. He wondered what horrible tickle device she might have in there. When she emerged, she found that what she was wielding was far worse...
[TO BE CONTINUED?!?!?!?!?¿]
