David caught his breath before he knocked at the door. Am I really going to do this, he thought. He did.
He could hear muffled squealing inside, which died down somewhat as footsteps approached.
"David!" he heard through the door, just before it swung open. Rachel had answered, as he'd both hoped and dreaded. "You came back!" Rachel was almost squealing with delight. She was wearing a black cotton dress, very short, and she looked up at David with dark brown eyes, full of excitement. She reached forward and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, leaning up to whisper in his ear, "you are going to be in soooo much trouble."
Then she reached down and grabbed him, making his hearth leap and his stomach lurch, and he felt himself jolt and swell into her hand.
"Easy tiger," she growled. "Not yet!". Still holding him, gently enough not to hurt but firmly enough not to allow him to escape without unpleasant stretching, Rachel guided him into the hallway. "Hey everyone! David came back! Give Carly a break!"
David took a good look at Rachel as she pulled him along. Short brown hair, tanned, and slim legs. Her dress was bouncing as she walked,hinting at her curves. David couldn't tell if she was even wearing underwear. The squealing he had been able to hear faintly from outside was getting louder, as Rachel led him around the corner into the lounge room. David stopped for a moment in shock, before quickly resuming his pace, as a sharp tug below let him know that Rachel was still walking. David's heart was suddenly thumping so loud with the sudden rush of desire that he was starting to feel numb.
Carly was lying on the floor, topless but with a valiant bra still holding her in. Carly was a heavy girl, not obese, but certainly the largest out of all the girls. Right now, her face was red and her eyes were squeezed shut, as she sucked in as much breath as she could. Her skirt had ridden up, and David could see her white panties, which, along with her skirt, were somewhat sodden at the front. Carly's arms and bare feet were being attended to by Katie and Lisa. Katie was as short as Rachel, and a little heavier, but nonetheless toned and fit. Her breasts, even larger than the rotund Carly's, were entirely visible through a lingerie bra, with matching red g-string showing her round but near perfect posterior. Her hair hung in blonde curls, and even now she was wearing make-up. She raised an eyebrow at Rachel and David, managing to act a little bitchy, despite the strangeness of her current activity.
Lisa, toned, very tall, and thin, was simply naked, lying on top of Carly's feet, staring up her skirt as she lazily ran her fingernails all over the chubby girl's foot. Carly heaved a breath and shrieked,
"Lisa! Stop it! I've had my go!"
Fair or not, Lisa ignored her, and dug her nails in more. Carly's voice gave out into near-silent moaning, and David thought he saw the wet patch on her panties grow.
Rachel suddenly twisted her hand, and David gasped.
"You've been avoiding us, so we've had to play with Carly instead." Rachel glanced down at the sweating and squirming girl. "We take it in turns, of course, but...", she lowered her voice, "we do tend to make Carly take a turn more often than anyone else."
David said nothing, and Rachel's grin increased somewhat. This, David thought, might have been a bad idea. Carly looked like an absolute wreck.
"How long have you been...", he began, still looking down at the distraught victim.
"Oh? Tonight?" Rachel thought about it for a moment, then brightened, "only since about 5 o'clock."
Three hours?? thought David.
Without warning, he was flying backwards, his head was flying towards the carpet, but he was pulled up short - Rachel had released her previous hold, and grabbed the front of his shirt, making up somewhat for having tripped him. In a flash she lay on top of him, her skirt flying up to show a thin black g-string. He was somewhat disappointed that she was wearing underwear, but before he had time to think about it, she was grabbing his arms and lifting them above his head.
Snap! Snap!
David tilted his head back to look at his arms, now secured around a table leg by a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. Rachel turned herself around on top of him, stretching out to his legs, which were shortly secured in a similar fashion to a nearby chair leg. David didn't take much notice - he was too busy staring at Rachel's perfectly formed thighs, now quite visible as she lay with her feet near David's chin. He was sure she would be able to feel the force of his erection, thrusting into her midriff area. Rachel was taking off David's shoes and socks, her rear waggling alluringly as she did so. Suddenly, she began dragging her fingernails along his newly bared feet.
David exhaled sharply, and tried to jerk his feet away - they barely moved, the cuffs securely holding them to the heavy chair leg. Rachel dragged her nails along his arch, occasionally letting one or two fingernails trace the area under his toes.
"Hey, hey hey, don't, that tickes, errrgh!"
David giggled quitely, squirming as much as he could.
"You're going to get it now, bitch-boy!" Carly said, sliding down next to him. She was looking a little less frazzled, and had exchanged her soaked skirt and panties for some grey tracksuit pants.
"Nice pants, Carly!" David replied, "What happened to the others? Get a bit wet, did they?"
Carly's mocking smile disappeared, and she pushed Rachel out of the way, straddling David just above his still throbbing erection. "Think you're funny, do you?" she growled, reaching under his shirt and digging her hands into his sides.
"AHAHA, ha, just able to take it better than you-AHAHAHAH" David said, between full-on laughing as he was racked by ticklish spasms from Carly's assault.
"You're going to be in far worse shape than ME", Carly said, emphasising each word with heavier tickles, "by the time wer're DONE with you."
"AHAH-no-ahah-WAY!" Carly's assault was vicious, but amateur. In addition, her rear was moving from side to side, rubbing against David through the rise in his pants, to the extend that he was starting to enjoy it.
"Go as hard as you can, ahahahah!" Carly renewed her attack, bumping harder against David's penis. The tickling and the rising pleasure below began to make him feel light headed, he was starting to tense up all over -
"Off."
Carly stood up, the tickling and the rubbing stopping. David was still breathing hard, both from the near-orgasm and the effects of the tickling. Carly was looking sullenly at Katie, who had apparently decided it was her turn to torment David. Katie shook her head towards the couch on the other side of the lounge room, her blond curls waving curtly around her face. Carly stomped over to the couch and threw herself down, positioning herself to watch the proceedings. Rachel was already on the couch, and Lisa, still completely naked, was stretched out languidly on the carpet, clearly enjoying every minute.
Without another word, Katie knelt next to David, well away from his pants - no chance of happy rubbing now. With a frown of concentration or perhaps contempt on her face, she reached her hand under his shirt and began running her nails along his ribs. David started giggling straight away, and immediately she reached her other hand under his shirt, now scraping both sides of his ribs.
"AHAHAH, go easyeee AHAH!" David was thrashing for real now, but Katie followed his movements and kept stroking his ribs, now reaching up with her left hand to run under his armpit.
David was in hysterics - Katie's tickling was a different kind - not rough and unplanned like Carly's, or teasing like Rachel's. Katie was simply tormenting him. Katie was undoing his belt now - David wondered if she was about to mix things up a little. Katie didn't look like she had David's pleasure in mind. Clinically she pulled the belt away, then tugged his jeans lower on his hips. Without delay, she dug into his waist, running her other hand over his muscled pelvic region.
"AHAHA!" David jerked in his restraints so hard that the table rocked - only slightly. Katie's lip rose in a sneer, and she continued scratching her nails along his pelvic, occasionally scraping across his abdominal muscles, never letting up for a moment.
David was laughing himself hoarse. He was no longer excited, just in giggling agony. Katie gave him no rest, just frowned at him and continued hitting him in his most ticklish spots. His vision began to dim, he faintly felt the warmth as his bladder let go. In the background, he could hear high pitched screeching, which he realised was his own laughter.
Then, it was over. David lay panting, unable to move. Every muscle in his body was twitching and sore. He tried to talk but could barely make a sound.
A loosening at his arms and legs - Rachel was hovering above him now, uncuffing him from the chair and the table. He felt a moment of alarm or excitement as Rachel pulled his shirt off, then tugged away his jeans and his dripping boxer shorts.
"There, there, she went pretty hard on you, didn't she?" Rachel said, stroking his hair. David couldn't talk, could barely keep track of Rachel with his eyes. With a casual motion, Rachel tossed his sweaty and soaked clothes onto Carly's lap. Carly coldly picked the clothes up and left the room.
"What..?" David said.
"Well the least we can do is wash your pants for you, after that." Rachel gave him a mischievous smile.
"Thank you." David said quietly. Then his eyes widened as Rachel snapped the cuffs back on him.
"Ready for round 2, tiger?"
"But, but.." David was beginning to panic.
"We all get to have a go, you know!"
David tried to struggle, but Rachel quickly had his exhausted legs cuffed back around the chair leg. From somewhere, Rachel pulled a bucket of water, and a sponge.
"Now, lets get you cleaned up, shall we?"
Rachel carefully sponged around David's genitals, cleaning away the sticky areas from Katie's mistreatment of him. As she mopped him up, she began paying special attention to the head of his penis, which has lost its stiffness through Katie's torment. David was soon standing to attention once more - then Rachel brought out the brush.
"Let's see how you like this." With a grin, Rachel began running a tiny paintbrush across the top of David's penis. He squirmed about, unsure whether it was enjoyable or torturous. The tickling sensation on his penis was driving him to distraction, yet at the same time ever-increasing waves of pleasure were making him gasp. Rachel now ran a fingernail along his balls, then in his upper thighs. He was still shifting from side to side, trying to get away from her nails, yet as the same time the brush was still stroking, stroking, tickling tickling, back and forth in the most sensitive part of his cock. He felt it building now, the warmth starting at the base of his cock and slowly, slowly, moving to the top. He closed his eyes as the eruption...
Bing!
The brush stopped - David looked up in astonishment. Rachel was backing off, and Lisa was stepping forward, an alarm clock in her hand.
"Sorry Rachel, twenty minutes are up - I was timing it." Rachel looked up at the naked girl, shrugged, and stood up.
David felt the moment slipping away - he tried to jerk about, to give his cock something to brush against, but there was nothing in reach.
"Sorry David, she timed it." Rachel danced back to the couch, and Lisa stretched out across David's knees. She gave the head of his cock a poke, then leaned back so she could reach his feet. David could clearly see Lisa's pussy - she had obviously been enjoying the show the whole time.
"Hi David," she purred. "I like feet."
Without another word, she began stroking David's feet with her long nails. David immediately began jerking about in his restraints, cackling once more. Lisa smiled a little, and other than that, just lay across his legs so he couldn't move too much, and lazily kept stroking his feet, long strokes from heel to toe, occasionally spidering out but mostly sticking to the long strides, up and down, back and forth.
David was overloaded. He was still moments away from cumming, but all he could focus on now was that scratching, tickle tickle tickle on his foot. It was filling his mind, he started thrashing back and forth. It was too much, he was beginning to lose control, he was going to let his bladder go again, he was -
A screech, and the tickling on his feet stopped. Carly had grabbed up one of Lisa's feet, and was tickling the hell out of it, running her nails all along the tall naked girl's foot. Lisa was trying to roll, and trying to kick at Carly at the same time. Katie ran down from the couch and grabbed Lisa's other leg, and began tickling it in earnest.
"Aaargh, stop that!" Lisa squealed - neither Carly nor Katie slowed down in the slightest.
As Lisa dissolved into giggles, Rachel skipped back to David and uncuffed him. "Let's go - this always happens to Lisa in the end. It's what she gets for lying around nude." With that, Rachel grabbed at David's cock again, and pulled him firmly down the hallway to a bedroom. Rachel pushed him onto the bed, and quickly stripped off her dress, then slid her g-string down.
In seconds, she had her hands on his cock, and her mouth was going up and down over it, her tongue touching all the areas she had been teasing with the paintbrush. David didn't need long - in less than a minute he blew his load, cumming and cumming for almost another full minute, before he collaped back on the bed. Rachel grinned, swallowed, and curled up next to him.
"So glad you came, David!" She winked up him, and soon they were both alseep.
David slept like the dead, but was woken in the morning the bed shaking, and the sounds of Rachel squealing . He opened his eyes to see Katie, Carly, and Lisa, all wearing regular clothes now, piled on top of the still-nude Rachel. Lisa was at her feet, while Katie was digging into her sides, and Carly strumming under Rachel's perfectly smooth armpits.
"What's happening guys?" David asked.
Katie glanced up, frowned, looked down at Rachel, and simply said, "her turn." Then the tickling resumed.
"David, help, ahahahah!" Rachel managed to get out, before choking on more laughter.
"Sorry Rach," David said, "I think I might just watch for a while." And true to his word, David sat back against his pillow, and enjoyed the show.
He could hear muffled squealing inside, which died down somewhat as footsteps approached.
"David!" he heard through the door, just before it swung open. Rachel had answered, as he'd both hoped and dreaded. "You came back!" Rachel was almost squealing with delight. She was wearing a black cotton dress, very short, and she looked up at David with dark brown eyes, full of excitement. She reached forward and wrapped her arms around him in a hug, leaning up to whisper in his ear, "you are going to be in soooo much trouble."
Then she reached down and grabbed him, making his hearth leap and his stomach lurch, and he felt himself jolt and swell into her hand.
"Easy tiger," she growled. "Not yet!". Still holding him, gently enough not to hurt but firmly enough not to allow him to escape without unpleasant stretching, Rachel guided him into the hallway. "Hey everyone! David came back! Give Carly a break!"
David took a good look at Rachel as she pulled him along. Short brown hair, tanned, and slim legs. Her dress was bouncing as she walked,hinting at her curves. David couldn't tell if she was even wearing underwear. The squealing he had been able to hear faintly from outside was getting louder, as Rachel led him around the corner into the lounge room. David stopped for a moment in shock, before quickly resuming his pace, as a sharp tug below let him know that Rachel was still walking. David's heart was suddenly thumping so loud with the sudden rush of desire that he was starting to feel numb.
Carly was lying on the floor, topless but with a valiant bra still holding her in. Carly was a heavy girl, not obese, but certainly the largest out of all the girls. Right now, her face was red and her eyes were squeezed shut, as she sucked in as much breath as she could. Her skirt had ridden up, and David could see her white panties, which, along with her skirt, were somewhat sodden at the front. Carly's arms and bare feet were being attended to by Katie and Lisa. Katie was as short as Rachel, and a little heavier, but nonetheless toned and fit. Her breasts, even larger than the rotund Carly's, were entirely visible through a lingerie bra, with matching red g-string showing her round but near perfect posterior. Her hair hung in blonde curls, and even now she was wearing make-up. She raised an eyebrow at Rachel and David, managing to act a little bitchy, despite the strangeness of her current activity.
Lisa, toned, very tall, and thin, was simply naked, lying on top of Carly's feet, staring up her skirt as she lazily ran her fingernails all over the chubby girl's foot. Carly heaved a breath and shrieked,
"Lisa! Stop it! I've had my go!"
Fair or not, Lisa ignored her, and dug her nails in more. Carly's voice gave out into near-silent moaning, and David thought he saw the wet patch on her panties grow.
Rachel suddenly twisted her hand, and David gasped.
"You've been avoiding us, so we've had to play with Carly instead." Rachel glanced down at the sweating and squirming girl. "We take it in turns, of course, but...", she lowered her voice, "we do tend to make Carly take a turn more often than anyone else."
David said nothing, and Rachel's grin increased somewhat. This, David thought, might have been a bad idea. Carly looked like an absolute wreck.
"How long have you been...", he began, still looking down at the distraught victim.
"Oh? Tonight?" Rachel thought about it for a moment, then brightened, "only since about 5 o'clock."
Three hours?? thought David.
Without warning, he was flying backwards, his head was flying towards the carpet, but he was pulled up short - Rachel had released her previous hold, and grabbed the front of his shirt, making up somewhat for having tripped him. In a flash she lay on top of him, her skirt flying up to show a thin black g-string. He was somewhat disappointed that she was wearing underwear, but before he had time to think about it, she was grabbing his arms and lifting them above his head.
Snap! Snap!
David tilted his head back to look at his arms, now secured around a table leg by a pair of fuzzy handcuffs. Rachel turned herself around on top of him, stretching out to his legs, which were shortly secured in a similar fashion to a nearby chair leg. David didn't take much notice - he was too busy staring at Rachel's perfectly formed thighs, now quite visible as she lay with her feet near David's chin. He was sure she would be able to feel the force of his erection, thrusting into her midriff area. Rachel was taking off David's shoes and socks, her rear waggling alluringly as she did so. Suddenly, she began dragging her fingernails along his newly bared feet.
David exhaled sharply, and tried to jerk his feet away - they barely moved, the cuffs securely holding them to the heavy chair leg. Rachel dragged her nails along his arch, occasionally letting one or two fingernails trace the area under his toes.
"Hey, hey hey, don't, that tickes, errrgh!"
David giggled quitely, squirming as much as he could.
"You're going to get it now, bitch-boy!" Carly said, sliding down next to him. She was looking a little less frazzled, and had exchanged her soaked skirt and panties for some grey tracksuit pants.
"Nice pants, Carly!" David replied, "What happened to the others? Get a bit wet, did they?"
Carly's mocking smile disappeared, and she pushed Rachel out of the way, straddling David just above his still throbbing erection. "Think you're funny, do you?" she growled, reaching under his shirt and digging her hands into his sides.
"AHAHA, ha, just able to take it better than you-AHAHAHAH" David said, between full-on laughing as he was racked by ticklish spasms from Carly's assault.
"You're going to be in far worse shape than ME", Carly said, emphasising each word with heavier tickles, "by the time wer're DONE with you."
"AHAH-no-ahah-WAY!" Carly's assault was vicious, but amateur. In addition, her rear was moving from side to side, rubbing against David through the rise in his pants, to the extend that he was starting to enjoy it.
"Go as hard as you can, ahahahah!" Carly renewed her attack, bumping harder against David's penis. The tickling and the rising pleasure below began to make him feel light headed, he was starting to tense up all over -
"Off."
Carly stood up, the tickling and the rubbing stopping. David was still breathing hard, both from the near-orgasm and the effects of the tickling. Carly was looking sullenly at Katie, who had apparently decided it was her turn to torment David. Katie shook her head towards the couch on the other side of the lounge room, her blond curls waving curtly around her face. Carly stomped over to the couch and threw herself down, positioning herself to watch the proceedings. Rachel was already on the couch, and Lisa, still completely naked, was stretched out languidly on the carpet, clearly enjoying every minute.
Without another word, Katie knelt next to David, well away from his pants - no chance of happy rubbing now. With a frown of concentration or perhaps contempt on her face, she reached her hand under his shirt and began running her nails along his ribs. David started giggling straight away, and immediately she reached her other hand under his shirt, now scraping both sides of his ribs.
"AHAHAH, go easyeee AHAH!" David was thrashing for real now, but Katie followed his movements and kept stroking his ribs, now reaching up with her left hand to run under his armpit.
David was in hysterics - Katie's tickling was a different kind - not rough and unplanned like Carly's, or teasing like Rachel's. Katie was simply tormenting him. Katie was undoing his belt now - David wondered if she was about to mix things up a little. Katie didn't look like she had David's pleasure in mind. Clinically she pulled the belt away, then tugged his jeans lower on his hips. Without delay, she dug into his waist, running her other hand over his muscled pelvic region.
"AHAHA!" David jerked in his restraints so hard that the table rocked - only slightly. Katie's lip rose in a sneer, and she continued scratching her nails along his pelvic, occasionally scraping across his abdominal muscles, never letting up for a moment.
David was laughing himself hoarse. He was no longer excited, just in giggling agony. Katie gave him no rest, just frowned at him and continued hitting him in his most ticklish spots. His vision began to dim, he faintly felt the warmth as his bladder let go. In the background, he could hear high pitched screeching, which he realised was his own laughter.
Then, it was over. David lay panting, unable to move. Every muscle in his body was twitching and sore. He tried to talk but could barely make a sound.
A loosening at his arms and legs - Rachel was hovering above him now, uncuffing him from the chair and the table. He felt a moment of alarm or excitement as Rachel pulled his shirt off, then tugged away his jeans and his dripping boxer shorts.
"There, there, she went pretty hard on you, didn't she?" Rachel said, stroking his hair. David couldn't talk, could barely keep track of Rachel with his eyes. With a casual motion, Rachel tossed his sweaty and soaked clothes onto Carly's lap. Carly coldly picked the clothes up and left the room.
"What..?" David said.
"Well the least we can do is wash your pants for you, after that." Rachel gave him a mischievous smile.
"Thank you." David said quietly. Then his eyes widened as Rachel snapped the cuffs back on him.
"Ready for round 2, tiger?"
"But, but.." David was beginning to panic.
"We all get to have a go, you know!"
David tried to struggle, but Rachel quickly had his exhausted legs cuffed back around the chair leg. From somewhere, Rachel pulled a bucket of water, and a sponge.
"Now, lets get you cleaned up, shall we?"
Rachel carefully sponged around David's genitals, cleaning away the sticky areas from Katie's mistreatment of him. As she mopped him up, she began paying special attention to the head of his penis, which has lost its stiffness through Katie's torment. David was soon standing to attention once more - then Rachel brought out the brush.
"Let's see how you like this." With a grin, Rachel began running a tiny paintbrush across the top of David's penis. He squirmed about, unsure whether it was enjoyable or torturous. The tickling sensation on his penis was driving him to distraction, yet at the same time ever-increasing waves of pleasure were making him gasp. Rachel now ran a fingernail along his balls, then in his upper thighs. He was still shifting from side to side, trying to get away from her nails, yet as the same time the brush was still stroking, stroking, tickling tickling, back and forth in the most sensitive part of his cock. He felt it building now, the warmth starting at the base of his cock and slowly, slowly, moving to the top. He closed his eyes as the eruption...
Bing!
The brush stopped - David looked up in astonishment. Rachel was backing off, and Lisa was stepping forward, an alarm clock in her hand.
"Sorry Rachel, twenty minutes are up - I was timing it." Rachel looked up at the naked girl, shrugged, and stood up.
David felt the moment slipping away - he tried to jerk about, to give his cock something to brush against, but there was nothing in reach.
"Sorry David, she timed it." Rachel danced back to the couch, and Lisa stretched out across David's knees. She gave the head of his cock a poke, then leaned back so she could reach his feet. David could clearly see Lisa's pussy - she had obviously been enjoying the show the whole time.
"Hi David," she purred. "I like feet."
Without another word, she began stroking David's feet with her long nails. David immediately began jerking about in his restraints, cackling once more. Lisa smiled a little, and other than that, just lay across his legs so he couldn't move too much, and lazily kept stroking his feet, long strokes from heel to toe, occasionally spidering out but mostly sticking to the long strides, up and down, back and forth.
David was overloaded. He was still moments away from cumming, but all he could focus on now was that scratching, tickle tickle tickle on his foot. It was filling his mind, he started thrashing back and forth. It was too much, he was beginning to lose control, he was going to let his bladder go again, he was -
A screech, and the tickling on his feet stopped. Carly had grabbed up one of Lisa's feet, and was tickling the hell out of it, running her nails all along the tall naked girl's foot. Lisa was trying to roll, and trying to kick at Carly at the same time. Katie ran down from the couch and grabbed Lisa's other leg, and began tickling it in earnest.
"Aaargh, stop that!" Lisa squealed - neither Carly nor Katie slowed down in the slightest.
As Lisa dissolved into giggles, Rachel skipped back to David and uncuffed him. "Let's go - this always happens to Lisa in the end. It's what she gets for lying around nude." With that, Rachel grabbed at David's cock again, and pulled him firmly down the hallway to a bedroom. Rachel pushed him onto the bed, and quickly stripped off her dress, then slid her g-string down.
In seconds, she had her hands on his cock, and her mouth was going up and down over it, her tongue touching all the areas she had been teasing with the paintbrush. David didn't need long - in less than a minute he blew his load, cumming and cumming for almost another full minute, before he collaped back on the bed. Rachel grinned, swallowed, and curled up next to him.
"So glad you came, David!" She winked up him, and soon they were both alseep.
David slept like the dead, but was woken in the morning the bed shaking, and the sounds of Rachel squealing . He opened his eyes to see Katie, Carly, and Lisa, all wearing regular clothes now, piled on top of the still-nude Rachel. Lisa was at her feet, while Katie was digging into her sides, and Carly strumming under Rachel's perfectly smooth armpits.
"What's happening guys?" David asked.
Katie glanced up, frowned, looked down at Rachel, and simply said, "her turn." Then the tickling resumed.
"David, help, ahahahah!" Rachel managed to get out, before choking on more laughter.
"Sorry Rach," David said, "I think I might just watch for a while." And true to his word, David sat back against his pillow, and enjoyed the show.
