She ---- parts IV and V (mmmmm/f ...explicit sex)

The way they moved was almost beautiful, though with lust pounding
so hard through her body and sex, she couldn’t see them as anything but
pornographic. They were moving as one, in slow motion and the effect was
nearly surreal. All of their hands were slowly lowered to her arms and chest.
They laid their fingers against her skin gently and began to slide them down
her body, under her arms, which still made her shiver and giggle, over her
breasts, which were also throbbing with desire and down her torso to her
hips where they paused. As she watched with wide, stunned eyes, trying to
control the shocks moving through her, fingers from every hand slipped under
the waist and legs of her panties and caressed the skin underneath. She
squirmed to try and move one of their fingers onto her pussy, but they
moved with her, somehow still maintaining their tickling caress. She realized
there were fully fifty fingers gently tickling her pelvis, ass and hips...just the
thought of it made her more aware to the articulate sensation and she
squealed and tried to cry out. One of them had moved away to cradle her
left leg, lifting it towards her right as the others finally slid their hands down
her thighs, taking her panties away with them.

Once her leg was secured again, they paused to regard her and she
relaxed, panting, feeling the cool air on her aching sex. But as soon as she
had swallowed a large gulp of air, they pounced on her again, so suddenly
that she screamed. Hands were around her thighs and pelvis and she was
lifted a foot into the air. She felt her thighs being opened, her lips parted,
the cool air making the moisture of her sex tickle. She managed to feel
exposed and a sudden shame rushed across her body. She tossed her head,
but couldn’t see what they were doing. Kelsey had moved off to her side and
she could feel tickling hair between her thighs, but with her back arched so,
she wasn’t able to see. Whoever was there understood perfectly what she
was feeling, because he began tossing his head back and forth and she
squealed his his gentle locks tickled the insides of her thighs.

Kelsey moved his face above her pussy, smiling his wicked smile. He pursed
his lips and began to blow a gentle stream of cool breath onto her wet flesh.
There were two other streams of breath and she realized what the others
were doing.

“Uh!” was all she could managed. “Uh! Ah! Ah! A-haaa! Stop!”

They didn’t. The three delicate streams of air tickled her pussy and her
eyes rolled back into her head. They blew faster and then slower, each
varying separately. Whoever was under her blowing on her perineum also,
occasionally, spread her ass cheeks and blew on her anus. Hands returned to
gently tickled her tummy and sides. She felt lips kissing her lower back and
sides, moving slowly up around her to her ribs. Jensen and Carter were
making their way up. Though the desperate gasps she managed to “Eep!”
when they took little bites of her tummy and ribs. They licked an kissed her
gently while the maddening air tickled her sex. Jensen and Carter both rose
higher up her sides until they were teasing the soft edges of her breasts.
She had enough to to wonder how they were managing to hold her up before
the two of them reached the first intense erogenous zones and she began
shivering uncontrollably. Just as they did, the air streams intensified, she
could hear them blowing, they were doing it so hard. But the sensation was
still unbearably light.

“Oh God oh God oh God oh God oh.”

Underneath her she realized there were carefully placed fingers pressing into
her ass, like soft posts. They began vibrating, pinching and wiggling. She
opened her mouth as sensations rolled over her whole system, all the
muscles contracting, waiting to orgasm. Without thought, she began moving
her legs and arms in a sort of trapped swimming motion. The boys responded
(They’re boys now, she thought briefly) by massaging more of her
back and thighs and pelvis for a few moment and she felt her muscles relax
intensely. They then, horribly, switched to light tickling, never letting up on
their kissing or blowing. She stopped her swimming motions and went back to
her rigid squirming. Whoever was directly in front of her pussy began taking
little bites out of her thighs. Kelsey leaned over her hips and pressed his
fingers into the hollows just inside the top of her hips bones. He tickled with
such screaming precision that she thought her hips were about to blow apart
with the lightning. Her rigid squirming quickly became rigid bucking and she
screamed with laughter. He began alternating his fingers with his wriggling
tongue and she screamed out every time he switched.

Jensen and Carter kept moving ever closer to her nipples and she began
rocking back and forth, in and out of her arched position as much as she
could. She could feel the muscles around her breasts tightening. She wanted
to beg them to touch her, to ground the lightning that was building. She
rolled her head enough to look down at them and they were grinning back, as
if waiting for her to see them before them pounced. Each had his mouth
open and they lowered them simultaneously to her nipples.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck!” she screamed. For a few utterly delicious
moments they were wriggling their tongues over and around her nipples.
Then she felt the two mouths between her legs move in and suddenly her
pussy and perineum were both being licked. Kelsey, fingers still in the hollows
of her hips, lowered his tongue to her clitoris.

Her mind went blank.

And then they were gone.

She was laid against the pillows and they surrounded her, fingers lightly
touching her sides and hips and arms and thighs.

She shook her head and took in as much breath as she could.

“No....please, no....don’t stop...God don’t stop.” She could feel herself
crumbling into broken begging. “I’m sorry...please...”

A moment later, when she saw the gleaming in their eyes, she realized what
she had done.

“No....no, please.”

They moved closer to her like hyenas, comfortably draped over each other.
Kelsey looked at her almost kindly. She stared back with wide eyes.

“Please?”

“Don’t.”

“But you’re sorry.”

She had no idea how to answer the question and her insides all tightened.
The two fires in her sex and breasts, and the electricity that coursed up and
down her skin and muscles, demanded release from her. She thought she’d
die from the desire in her body, from the fear of being tickled more, from the
fear of not being tickled anymore...and she had no idea what to do.

She went for honesty.

“Yes...I’m sorry.”

“For what?”

“For...” the shadowy guilt and revulsion of being reduced to such a
submissive state echoed distantly in her head, “...for being a bad girl.”

Kelsey leaned in and kissed her mouth. He tasted salty. Power dripped from
his lips. “It’s alright, Sweetheart...it’s alright.”

“I’m sorry for being a bad girl.”

He kissed her again and she felt hands return to her body. They caressed her
everywhere.

“I’m sorry for being a bad girl. Please fuck me.”

Then, as Kelsey’s kiss lingered, as he opened her mouth and ran his
tongue ticklishly across her lips, she felt the fingers begin to wiggle gently.
they were going to tickle her again.

Her eyes shot wide again. “No....no!”

“My Sweet...do good girls get what they want?”

“Please don’t.”

“Well, do they?”

“Yes.”

The fingers were winding up again. She tried to stifle fresh giggles as
they built up in her.

“And what do bad girls get?”

no no no no no no please no no no God no no oh

“What do bad girls get?”

She felt herself collapse completely. Every last ounce of will gone. She
resigned herself to torture and torture and torture. Her body shuddered,
whimpered in preparation. Her body wept.

“Bad girls get punished.”

“That’s right, Darling. Good bye.”

And the intense tickling began. Hands were everywhere on her. They
tickled her underarms, her tits, her ribs and side, her hips and thighs. They
took turns keeping her feet stimulated. Fingers wiggled over her nipple and
she shrieked and squealed. Her pussy was opened and fingers tickled her lips
and perineum, and the soft skin around her pussy. Her ass was constantly
being poked by different fingers sending jolts up her spine.

They no longer worked to keep their bodies off her, to hide their
desire. Whenever one would straddle her thigh to tickle her ribs and tummy,
or wrap their arms around her to tickle her from two sides, she would feel
his hard penis press into her. She tried to press against them further, trying
to entice them to bring her all the way over, but they seemed too focused
on torturing her to be distracted by their lust.

On and on they tickled her, their touches still switching back and forth
between gentle and intense, and growing ever more sexual with each new
iteration.

Finally, after endless screaming and laughter, they had switched off to
light tickling and each boy had positioned himself around her, touching her
most erotic areas.

“Oh God oh God...” she repeated again. She looked into Kelsey’s eyes
pleadingly. Kelsey smiled at her and the boys began to stroke her more
thoroughly.

She moaned, daring to hope.

Kelsey lowered himself between her legs and reached his strong arms
under her ass. His fingers pressed into her ticklish spots in her ass and she
managed a squeal and a moan together as he lifted her to his mouth. She
bent her head in expectation, waiting to explode, trying not to hope,
knowing that if she did had pull away.

She understood now, he could read her mind. It had taken hours of torture,
but she thought she understood now. She didn’t fight or want, she simply
opened.

Kelsey touched her pussy with his tongue.

She ---- part V


How did I get here?

She gasped gently at first, and then he drew her whole sex into his mouth
and she began to breath more heavily. He dragged his tongue through her,
from perineum to mound over and over. She sobbed with the pleasure of it.
The hands continued their light tickling, occasionally squeezing hard to make
her jump and jolt. This randomly changed the pattern of Kelsey’s steady
tonguing, making her shiver exhaustedly.

How did I get here?

You wanted to be here.

I know I did...God I’ve wanted this for so long...but I don’t
understand...

All eight hands tickling her body blurred her thoughts again by beginning to
squeeze and churn her flesh. She screamed out and Kelsey drove his tongue
deeper into her and squeezed her ass in his hands. Mouths fell to her breasts
again and she could feel herself beginning to buck. She closed her eyes and
let the sensations overwhelm her. She let herself be tickled without fighting,
without holding back. She put no limits on what she could feel, she put no
definition on what was right or wrong.

One of them slid underneath her. His hands reached around her and tickled
her sides and breasts. She felt his naked penis against her ass and thrust
back mightily. Kelsey’s tongue worked and worked. Someone’s hands
concentrated on her feet. She began to crest over orgasm again and was
denied, again, as the body underneath her disappeared and Kelsey let up.

Do you need to understand?

No.

All the hands lowered her to the pillows. Kelsey continued to devour her. His
fingers were still prodding the flesh of her ass, but his thumbs began to circle
her vagina, which was so wet and open that they slipped in and out as if
they were parts of her body.

That’s what it’s like...it’s like you’re a part of me.

Yes. That is what it’s like.

Kelsey did not stop his motions. Every lover she’d ever had passed in and out
of her thoughts. None of them understood how to touch her, none of them
understood patience and teasing. But they were all gone now. Like an
extension of her fantasy he enjoyed her she enjoyed herself. She realized
that he was continually teasing her...bringing her close to orgasm and then
pausing only long enough to allow her to boil down. But she’d been so close
to orgasm for so long at that point that she could barely discern one waves
of quaking pleasure from another.

If I understand, can I come?

There was a pause in the world while he considered.

Yes, I suppose you can.

I wanted this...and so did all of you. That’s how you found me.

Without warning his face was at her neck, his hair in her face. She had time
enough to gasp with understanding at what was about to happen and then
she felt his phallus spreading her open. She pulled against the straps, but
they were already removed, of course...the others had easily seen this
coming. She wrapped her arms around his and thrust herself forwards. Kelsey
anticipated this and moved backward as she moved forward. The result was
a desperate teasing inside the first inch of her pussy. He wiggling and
twisted as she fought to get him inside her.

Finally he pulled his face back and looked her in the face.

After hours of torture, she finally gave him a welcoming smile.

He drove himself into her all at once, and then pulled her up onto him, driving
himself deeper still. That was all it took.

Then suddenly, she was a part of them, moving with them as they moved
with each other...and time slowed. The orgasm which should have torn her
apart with its force began as a silvery ring around her pussy.

No, she thought, it begins around his cock.

The first pulse moved like a silver shockwave from him outwards to the rest
of her body like a circular wave. In its wake it left a golden humming in her
muscles and skin and mind. More pulses followed, each with its own song.
She was able to feel each muscle roll with each ring that blasted through
her. The first was the most intense, like an elongated tickle-shock, like a
picture of lightning that she could feel as it stretched out in time. But others
nearly equaled it in intensity and she had no way of predicting which would
tickle most. She felt like a quaking sea of pleasure contained in the space of
a bath. She thought that she cried out, but she could only feel hear scream
as a hot release; a vent of passion.

She stayed content in the pleasure space for what long minutes. Kelsey was
still holding his first thrust. The boys still had their fingers and mouths on all
her contact points. Delicious enjoyment radiated in and out of her like pillars
of lightning.

And then, all at once, time sped up again and she was being fucked by
Kelsey. He thrust in and out of her and she was being pulled up and arched
and opened and tickled. The boys pressed into her and she felt their hot
skin and raging hard-ons. Their hands tickled and massaged her whole body,
all while lifting her again and again onto Kelsey’s cock. Once fully aware of
her body in proper time again, she began to thrash wildly on top of him,
grinding and thrusting. She rolled her hips again and again, shifting from side
to side, but still allowing the boys to move her body.

Kelsey, she realized, was still staring into her face, his black eyes filled with
rapture. She planted her mouth on his as long as she could, but she came a
second time only moments later. Their teeth locked and she screamed and
moaned into his mouth. She thrust her tongue in...her first invasion into his
body...and he responded by driving her up and down harder then ever.

Slow it down again.

No. You do it.

And she did. As her second orgasm, already roaring through her body with its
silver song, crested, she managed to slow down her awareness and savour
every tickly throb, every delicious shudder.

“God more God more God more God more come inside me”

Are you sure you’re ready to understand?

“Yes please yes please yes please” Her words came out in bursts as he
continued their thrusting. She began to quake again as her third orgasm
neared.

OPEN

And she did.

She was looking at herself through his eyes and her own. She felt what it
meant to be her. She felt what it meant to be tickling her and making her
beg for pleasure, beg for release. These men had pleasured her endlessly and
she understood why...she was beautiful...she was so extraordinarily
beautiful that it hurt to lay eyes on herself.

It was too much for her.

It was too bright. She saw herself as they did...saw herself as the Goddess
she was and she shied. She couldn’t possibly be so wonderful. It must be a
lie they must want something I’m just not that wonderful I’m not wonderful
I’m-

The connection shut off and she was herself again...she felt her third orgasm
close off and shudder to a finish.

She felt his orgasm rock both of their bodies. It was another song, but this
one came clear and high, resonating with enough power to make both of
their bodies cry out. But this time, it was with sorrow, with loss. She had left
them.

wow.. so hot.

Tanks, yo.