I wrote this for a friend --she told me about this fantasy of hers--I hope she likes it
My name is Rose, I am in my early 40’s with flowing dark hair and I am very sexy. I am not conceded by saying that-- I know I am just by the way men look at me. I am 5’7” 130lbs with full breasts and hips, a classic hourglass figure with a pretty face. I am married to Billy going on 24 years; he is a beautiful man with blonde hair piecing blue eyes that sparkle with life and mischief. He has a great body, because he does a lot of manual work. You see we are Gypsy’s, from a long line of Gypsy going all the way back to Romania.
We are currently on the gulf coast of Mississippi after spending 2 years in Central and South America. We arrived here about 6 months ago, because a group of gypsy we know told us there was lots money up here, because of the oil boom, and Billy could work welding in the oil industry. Right now, I work in a casino as a cocktail server.
It was Tuesday evening and that meant that it was Billy’s turn to host the poker game for his four friends, (Clay, Donnie, Bob, and Steve). Billy and I have known these guys our whole lives, they are gypsy too, and their wives are my closes friends. The boys play poker every week and sometimes twice a week, but on every other Tuesday, it is always at our house.
Billy always tells me to dress provocatively, he says it distracts his friends and gives him a home court advantage. The other wives tell me their husbands make them do the same when they host poker night, and we all get a good laugh out of it. We think that our husbands just want to show off their hot wives. Honestly all the other wives are hot and have that Gypsy sexuality that is bread into them.
Tonight I dressed in a very tight sleeveless silk blouse that snaps up the front, its short so it shows my belly, and I left the top three snaps undone so the black lace push up bra shows as does most of my tits. I also am wearing a skirt, that rides low on my hips, and is made up of ½ inch wide and 12 inch long strips of fabric that attach to the waistband, there are probably 15 of these strips. When standing still it looks like a pleated skirt that is about 3 inches above the knee, but when you walk, the strips move showing your whole leg. It is even worst when you sit down especially on a stool, because some of the strips fall between your legs and the others fall to the side exposing you whole leg. I always wear shiny tan pantyhose, because Billy likes that, and I know from experience that most men like them, I can tell when I wear them out the looks my legs get. Tonight I decided not to wear panties either so the boys could see my whole ass. To top it off I am wearing 3-inch pumps. I take one last look in the mirror and boy do I look sexy, my tits are bulging out of my top, my tight stomach is exposed, and when I raise my leg to walk my thigh all the way to my crotch is exposed looking so sexy in the shiny pantyhose. I am usually an incredible cock tease during poker night to help Billy, and tonight will be no different.
Billy and his friends were already down in the finished basement playing when I came out of the bedroom and I heard him yelling for more beers.
When I walked into the basement with the tray of beers Billy’s friends all turned and stared at me with opened mouths. I put the tray on the food table and looked at Billy as I brought him and all the guys fresh beers. Billy smiled and winked at me, and said to his friends are we going to finish this hand or are you guys just going to stare at Rose all night. I brought each of Billy’s friends a beer and when I handed it to them; I made sure to bend low giving them full view of my mostly exposed breasts in the black lace push up bra. When I walked around the table, I made sure to lift my leg high so they could get a look at my whole leg and even my ass in the shiny pantyhose as the thin strips of cloth move. They all said hi to me, and told me how nice I looked. I had a big smile on my face, because I really love being a cock tease –it makes me feel so naughty, and to know that everyone in that room wanted to do all types of kinky things to me was an incredible turn on.
I sat on a stool behind Billy watching the boys play poker, and I have to confess, my Billy is a horrible player, he takes way to many risks.
Donnie asked an open question to everyone, He asked, “how do you get information out of someone, or make someone do something if they really don’t want to, without physically injuring them, no marks, welts, bruises, broken bones etc..”
All the boys seemed to ponder this question as they studied their cards. Our Gypsy men are not book smart, nor do they know history, but they are smart in different ways.
Steve and Bob said, “That’s a tough one Donnie”
After about 30 seconds of silence, I said,” Gypsy have been using a technique to do such a thing for hundreds of years.”
They all looked up from their cards at me, and Donnie said “really?”
I said, “Going back a long time the wealthy people in Europe usually women who thought their husbands were sleeping with the young servant girls, but were afraid to confront the husband would take the servant girls to the Gypsy camps and hire skilled gypsy women. Or have the Gypsy women come to the house while the husband was away, and extract the information from the girls or boys or whoever.”
Donnie looked at me with a confused look on his face and said, “Well, what did the Gypsy women do? Read tea leaves?”
I smiled at him, and said, “No, what they would do is tied the girls up, and two, three or as many as four gypsy women would tickle them, they would tickle their feet, stomachs, ribs and armpits, it was extremely effective. It usually only took a few minutes and the girls would confess or be believed in their denial of the accusation. I told them tickling left no marks, no broken bones, no bruises, nothing. In a short time, the gypsy women really developed the skill of tickle torture, and they became famous for it.
Steve said, “Really?”
Clay asked, “what if the person wasn’t t ticklish?”
I said,” well most women are ticklish somewhere especially young women and young men, and the skilled gypsy women were expert in finding the most ticklish spots. So much so that most tickling interrogations never last more than ½ of nonstop tickling. I mean there were extreme cases where they would have to tickle someone for longer, even much longer, but most women caved quickly. I said, “Can you imagine being tied down and having three or four expert ticklers tickling you at once, I mean thirty to forty fingernails gliding over your most sensitive body parts? Most women could not take it for long.”
I told them it is a different story with men. If a rich woman wanted information from a man, the gypsy would require knowing if the man in question was ticklish, or somewhat ticklish or not at all ticklish. If the was just a little ticklish, the gypsy women knew they could break him using just their fingernails and soft touches tickling him, even if it took a long time, even days.
The gypsy women passed this skill down through the generations, and made a lot of money preforming this service.
Billy said, “You learn something new every day”
I got up from my stool and told the boys I would be back shortly with some more sandwiches.
As I walked out of the room I felt their eyes follow me, so I gave my hips extra sway moving the fabric cloth strips back and forth so that my pantyhose covered ass would be briefly exposed as I walked.
As I was making the sandwiches I could not hear the boys talking, but I could certainly hear them laughing. They were having a good time, and so was I being an incredible dick tease.
I heard someone go out the front door and a minute later come back in as I was stacking the sandwiches on a tray.
When I entered the basement, the boys were taking a break from their poker game, and I noticed Steve and Clay doing something to the old pool table in the back of the basement, but it was dark back there and I could not tell what they were doing. Billy noticed me looking at them and said, “Clay just needed to get something from his car.
Donnie and Bob were talking quietly by the stereo, and they watched me as I set the tray of sandwiches on the food table.
Billy was sitting at his chair counting a large pile of chips with a huge grin on his face. I walked over to the poker table, and standing across from him, I leaned forward showing him my exposed breasts, smiled and said, “It looks like you won a large pot last hand.”
Billy looked at me and smiled that beautiful grin of his and his sparking blue eyes danced with mischief, and said, “Well I didn’t exactly win the hand.”
I looked at him with a questioning look, then noticed Steve and Clay walking back from whatever they were doing at the pool table, and Donnie and Bob made their way over to me. The four of them stood all around me standing very close to me intently scanning my body; which my intuition told me that I might be in for some trouble.
Billy said, “Rose the money in the pot was getting very big, and I didn’t have the cash to stay in the hand, so when the boys suggested that if everyone folded I could keep the all the money in the pot. But I had to agree to let me and the boys tie you to the pool table and tickle you for no more than ½ hour or until you agree to fuck us all.” Billy continued and said, “The boys think you’re very sexy, but incredible cocks tease and they have had enough of going home every week with stiff cocks.”
Before I could say anything or run, Clay and Donnie grabbed my wrists, Steve, and Bob grabbed my ankles lifting me off the floor.
They had taken a pad from the big lounge chair from the patio set and placed it over the hard slate poll table so it was comfortable when they put there.
It seemed like a bizarre dream when Billy had told what their plans for me were, and I found myself helplessly cuffed to the pool table within seconds, with nothing covering my shiny pantyhose legs, and my belly totally expose.
I was listening to Billy instruct them on how to tickle. He told them no pinching, no digging fingers in, and if he saw any one doing that, or in other ways hurting Rose they would have to leave.
Everything was happening so fast, I was still speechless and in a fog; I could not believe what was happening. I looked at all the boys and saw unbridled lust in their eyes, as they scanned my body tied helpless in a spread eagle position on a poll table, and I must admit it turned me on. Steve and Donnie were at my feet, Billy and Clay were on either side of my stomach and Bob was at my head.
Billy smiled at me, grabbed my blouse and in one swift motion unsnapped my top, and then he pushed my black lace bra up over my breasts exposing them. The boys let out some hoots and yelps, as I laid there very helpless.
Then Billy said, “Rose if you want us to stop tickling you just say ORANGE, and we will stop, but you say Orange before a half hour is up,(and, he grinned and me and winked, and I smiled back at him and winked), me and the boys get to take turns fucking you.
Billy asked Clay if he had set the timer on his IPhone, and Clay replied, “It’s all set.”
Billy looked around at all his friends and then smiled at me and said, “Good luck Rose, these boys look pretty worked up”
Then they began their tickle attack of my helpless body.
Billy knew my belly and sides were ticklish and that is why he picked that spot. He moved his fingers expertly over my belly, sides, ribs, breasts and even my upper thighs. I heard him say to Clay who was across from him—do it like this.
Steve and Donnie were standing on either side of my ankles tickling the soles of my pantyhose covered feet with one hand while using the other hand to tickle behind my knees and lower thighs. Bob who was at my head, was tickling both my armpits, and when Clay and Billy were not tickling my breasts, Bob would slowly glide his wiggling fingers over my nipples and all around the soft skin of my tits.
My body was almost completely naked with my top opened and bra pushed up, and with the thin strips of cloth being pushed aside, exposing my pantyhose covered legs from the soles of my feet to my crotch.
I was bucking and twisting my body as much as I could to escape the 50 tickling fingers, but they had stretched me tight and bound me, tight, which gave me very little room to wiggle my body. I heard my self-screaming with laughter as I bucked and twisted my hips as much as I could.
I heard the boys saying to me, “this is what you get for being a cock tease” Oh I loved it when they said stuff like that.
Someone else said, “She is by far the biggest cock tease that ever lived did you see her tonight swaying her ass?”
Another one said, “And how about all that talk about tickle torturing tied up women, I thought I would cum in my pants looking at her dressed like she was as she talked like that.”
I was ready to explode listing to them talk about me like that; I loved being a cock tease.
Billy was using one hand and tickling all around my pussy and it was driving me crazy, he was using the other, tickling, and pinching my nipple. Clay was tickling my belly and down my side with one hand, and using the other hand just like Billy on my other nipple.
I was screaming and laughing as the 50 fingers savagely tickled my helpless body, it was torture for sure, but I loved it. I loved it so much I was on the verge of cuming.
Having five very cute and buff men tickling very inch of your helpless body was a turn on for sure, but what really turned me on is watching them get off on me. I mean these boys loved every minute of having their hands on my helpless body, making me scream, twist, and buck my body under their tickling fingers.
I soon found myself grasping for air trying to catch my breath as I screamed and laugh under the tickle assault of their 50 wiggling fingers. I shouted Orange between grasps for air, and they all stopped tickling. Clay said she lasted 7 minutes. Billy pointed to the corner and told Steve to set up the six-foot folding table, and to put another lounge cushion on it, he said. “ that table is the right height to fuck her, and hurry up.”
Donnie and Clay untied the rope attached to the leather cuffs but did not remove the leather cuffs from my ankles. Billy and Bob untied the rope from the pool table but left it tied to the cuffs on my wrists. They carried me to the table Clay had set up and laid me on the cushion and Billy adjusted me so my ass was at the edge of the table lined up perfectly for him to enter me and drive his stiff throbbing cock hard into me. Then Bob took the ropes pulling my arms over my head and tied them. Billy ripped my skirt off, but left me in my shiny pantyhose, these pantyhose are crotch less.
I know laid with my arms stretched over my head and secured tightly making me helpless with nothing on but a pair of shiny tan pantyhose and five very horny men leering at me.
Billy handed Clay one of my pantyhose legs and the other to Donnie, he told them to hold my legs wide apart and as they did that, they were to tickle my pantyhose feet, legs, and thighs while he fucks me. Then he told Bob and Steve to tickle every square inch of my upper body and not to forget to softly caress and tickle Rose tits
I looked at the 5 buff men standing around me and seeing the pure look of lust on their faces, each one just waiting for their turn to fuck me. To fuck the naughty cock tease until she couldn’t take anymore, or until they were satisfied. This was my fantasy played out for real.
Once I felt Billy entered me with his stiff cock, I exploded with a massive orgasm screaming and pulling on the restraints. The other four boys were driving me crazy with the tickling and caressing—it was the most incredible sensation. The only way to describe it was fucking awesome.
After the boys all took their turn screwing me, they untied me and went back to their game. It was only 9:50 and the night was young. I lay on the table wanting more, but I did not dare say it. Billy stroked my hair, and I mouthed thank you to him, and he smiled and said, “No, Thank you”
I got up and when I was leaving the room, I told the boys I would be down shortly with fresh cold beers. They all said, “thank you Rose, thanks for everything, it was fantastic”
I looked back at them smiled and said, “Yes it was”
I still was not satisfied; I wanted more tickling, more attention, more sex, so I decided I would be an even bigger cock tease.
I put on a fresh pair of shiny tan pantyhose, a pair of very skimpy jean cuff off shorts I mean they coved nothing of my ass, and a leopard print very small bikini top. As I looked in my mirror scanning my body, my breasts looked great in this top, my belly looked sexy, my long legs in these shiny pantyhose were stunning, and the brown beat up cowboy boots made me feel even dirtier and sexier.
When I walked into the basement carrying the tray, of beers, they all looked at me and I made a conscious effort to keep my legs straight as I set the beers down on the food table showing off my long legs and ass. I brought each guy a beer doing the same thing as before, leaning down and forward putting my tits right in their faces.
I sat on the stool again behind Billy thinking about what happened earlier in the night, and was getting hornier and hornier, but didn’t say anything, after a while Billy asked if I could get them some more pretzels. I said, “Sure honey” and walked out of the room slowly and sexy swaying my ass.
It has been an hour and a half since they all fucked me, and I have been doing the best cock tease show I know, and yet none of them seems to notice.
When I came back to the basement with the pretzels the boys were still playing, and did not even acknowledge I came into the room, which was a huge blow to my ego.
I was walking back to my stool when all of a sudden they all jumped out of their chairs and rushed at me, at first it scared me. Then I felt each one grabbing a limb lifting me off the floor and carrying me back to the pool table.
In a flash, Billy had removed my leopard bikini top and Steve and Donnie had removed my cowboy boots and again they had me bound spread eagle on the pool table.
There was no waiting this time; they went right into the tickle attack moving their 50 tickling fingers all over my body. I screamed, bucked, and twisted my bound body widely, but there was no escaping the fingers; they were everywhere at once tickling the shit out me.
As I struggled, screamed and laughed I looked at each one and saw the look in their eyes and it told me they wanted me; and wanted me bad, I wish I could read minds to know what each one of them wanted to do with me, what kinky things were running through their minds. The thought of it made me so wet and horny.
They tickle me for a long time, and I finally screamed, “Billy please, please, stop! your diving me insane; I can’t catch my breath, and I need you to fuck me.”
He smiled at me as I was screaming and twisting my body to try to get some relief from the 50 tickling fingers. My body was becoming super sensitive and the tickling was intense, and he said, “Rose you know the magic word to make us stop.”
I had forgotten, and immediately “screamed orange”
Clay said, to everyone “She lasted 23 minutes. Impressive, I don’t know if Marie could make it that long”
Donnie said, “Well we will find out next week when the game is at your house” and all the boys laughed, and Clay said, “That’s right! Awesome”
I soon found myself bound to the other table, being screwed, tickled, and gently fondled by the five buff guys.
It was amazing; even more amazing than the first time, the boys were all calling me a cock tease, and telling me this is what happens to cock teasers they are tickle tortured and fucked.
After the last one finished screwing me it was still only a little past midnight, and I still felt horny. I thought the second time around the boys would last longer, but I think Billy gave them a time limit.
Billy stoked my hair again and asked if I was ok, I told him I was better than ok, and that I loved him so much. He knew this was always a fantasy of mine, and I felt safe with him and his friends.
As I collect my cloths and headed up stairs I told the boys I would be back shortly with cold fresh beers.
They all thanked me, and told me I was incredible.
I smiled to myself as I headed up stairs.
I decided as I got to my bedroom that the night for me was not over, and I opened my lingerie draw and pulled out a pair of shiny pink sting bikini liquid satin panties, a matching bra, and garter, with shiny tan stockings. As I slipped into the pink pump high heels and looked in the mirror, I thought to myself how long you think they can resist me dressed like this, maybe half hour, maybe, and I smiled as I looked in the mirror.
I walked into the basement with my tray of beers, and just as I sat them on the table I felt the 5 of them grab me, and lift me off the floor and carry back to the pool table.
Billy had taken my bra off on the way, and my pumps were off. As they secured me to the table, I mocked them saying 5 against one and I am still winning.
They all looked at Billy and Steve, said,” boy is she a feisty one”
Billy said, “yah, well she is all gypsy”
The tickle attack began again, and this time it was even more intense, my screams and laughter were becoming horse, and sometimes there was no sound at all, just me with my mouth wide open twisting and bucking my body.
Then I heard a humming noise, and when I opened my eyes and looked at Billy his was holding a very large magic wand vibrator with a huge grin on his face.
All the boys were still tickling the shit out me, and mocking me saying look at what we have here Rose, and they increased the speed of their tickling fingers, causing me to let out a horse scream and buck my hips.
When Billy put the vibrating wand against the satin pink satin panties, an orgasm shot through me; releasing a river of wetness from my pussy and a groan of pleasure that came from the depths of my being.
I think is shook the boys, because when they heard that deep gut wrenching moan of pleasure escaping from my body they stopped tickling me for a second, until I screamed do stop please don’t stop.
Then they tickled me like maniacs, their fingers seemed to be everywhere at once, and the two tickling my feet were killing me.
Billy never took the wand from my pussy, and I felt it as he moved it to the highest speed. He then began to tickle all around the edges of my pussy with his free hand as he held the vibrator against my soaking wet panties. Clay who was across from Billy began to suck on one of my tits, which made me groan and arch my back. Steve who was by my head continued to caress, and tickle the other tit as well as tickle my armpits.
I came again, and repeatedly, in a short amount of time, may 6 or 7 powerful orgasms ripped through me, I lost count. My pussy was so sensitive, I was bucking and twisting to get relief from the vibrator, but Billy held it pressed against the pink satin panties right over my clit, and tickling fingers on my body was driving me insane it was becoming too much.
I looked at each guy, pleading with my eyes for mercy, but all of them were so into what they were doing to me, it was like they were in a fog of lust, there was no mercy to be found. All they wanted to do was cause me as much tortuous pleasure as they could using their 50 tickling fingers, dirty talk, and of course that magic wand. They were feasting on me with their eyes as they watch me as I struggled to get free, and watch my body shudder, twist, and buck as orgasm after orgasm ripped through me. They were truly getting off on how hot they could get me, even if it was torture. I it turned me on so bad, like nothing else could.
When I came to the point of passing out I finally screamed Orange, and it all stopped.
My body didn’t even have time to relax as they uncuffed me and brought me to the fucking table.
It seemed like seconds before they had me retied to the other table, and began to caress and tickle my body. I opened my eyes just as Billy was about to enter me and saw him hole up the magic wand vibrator turn it to high smile a wicked smile and press it against my clit, just as his hard cock entered me.
I tried to shut my legs but Donnie and Clay had a tight hold of them and spread them wide. I screamed as more orgasm poured out of me.
Each man took their turn between my legs driving his hard cock deep into me pounding and slamming it over and over getting as deep inside me as they could, and this time holding the wand against my pussy as the fucked me. I do not think Billy gave them any time limit this time it seemed to go on much longer, and was a little rougher, which I did not mind this time.
Just when I thought the last one was through with me, I heard Billy say you boys up for and other go at Rose, I heard them all shout and holler yes.
I moaned and pulled on my ropes, Billy asked if I was ok, and I smiled at him and said bring it on, I can out last you guys, and I kissed him.
He smiled back and said I love you Rose.
My name is Rose, I am in my early 40’s with flowing dark hair and I am very sexy. I am not conceded by saying that-- I know I am just by the way men look at me. I am 5’7” 130lbs with full breasts and hips, a classic hourglass figure with a pretty face. I am married to Billy going on 24 years; he is a beautiful man with blonde hair piecing blue eyes that sparkle with life and mischief. He has a great body, because he does a lot of manual work. You see we are Gypsy’s, from a long line of Gypsy going all the way back to Romania.
We are currently on the gulf coast of Mississippi after spending 2 years in Central and South America. We arrived here about 6 months ago, because a group of gypsy we know told us there was lots money up here, because of the oil boom, and Billy could work welding in the oil industry. Right now, I work in a casino as a cocktail server.
It was Tuesday evening and that meant that it was Billy’s turn to host the poker game for his four friends, (Clay, Donnie, Bob, and Steve). Billy and I have known these guys our whole lives, they are gypsy too, and their wives are my closes friends. The boys play poker every week and sometimes twice a week, but on every other Tuesday, it is always at our house.
Billy always tells me to dress provocatively, he says it distracts his friends and gives him a home court advantage. The other wives tell me their husbands make them do the same when they host poker night, and we all get a good laugh out of it. We think that our husbands just want to show off their hot wives. Honestly all the other wives are hot and have that Gypsy sexuality that is bread into them.
Tonight I dressed in a very tight sleeveless silk blouse that snaps up the front, its short so it shows my belly, and I left the top three snaps undone so the black lace push up bra shows as does most of my tits. I also am wearing a skirt, that rides low on my hips, and is made up of ½ inch wide and 12 inch long strips of fabric that attach to the waistband, there are probably 15 of these strips. When standing still it looks like a pleated skirt that is about 3 inches above the knee, but when you walk, the strips move showing your whole leg. It is even worst when you sit down especially on a stool, because some of the strips fall between your legs and the others fall to the side exposing you whole leg. I always wear shiny tan pantyhose, because Billy likes that, and I know from experience that most men like them, I can tell when I wear them out the looks my legs get. Tonight I decided not to wear panties either so the boys could see my whole ass. To top it off I am wearing 3-inch pumps. I take one last look in the mirror and boy do I look sexy, my tits are bulging out of my top, my tight stomach is exposed, and when I raise my leg to walk my thigh all the way to my crotch is exposed looking so sexy in the shiny pantyhose. I am usually an incredible cock tease during poker night to help Billy, and tonight will be no different.
Billy and his friends were already down in the finished basement playing when I came out of the bedroom and I heard him yelling for more beers.
When I walked into the basement with the tray of beers Billy’s friends all turned and stared at me with opened mouths. I put the tray on the food table and looked at Billy as I brought him and all the guys fresh beers. Billy smiled and winked at me, and said to his friends are we going to finish this hand or are you guys just going to stare at Rose all night. I brought each of Billy’s friends a beer and when I handed it to them; I made sure to bend low giving them full view of my mostly exposed breasts in the black lace push up bra. When I walked around the table, I made sure to lift my leg high so they could get a look at my whole leg and even my ass in the shiny pantyhose as the thin strips of cloth move. They all said hi to me, and told me how nice I looked. I had a big smile on my face, because I really love being a cock tease –it makes me feel so naughty, and to know that everyone in that room wanted to do all types of kinky things to me was an incredible turn on.
I sat on a stool behind Billy watching the boys play poker, and I have to confess, my Billy is a horrible player, he takes way to many risks.
Donnie asked an open question to everyone, He asked, “how do you get information out of someone, or make someone do something if they really don’t want to, without physically injuring them, no marks, welts, bruises, broken bones etc..”
All the boys seemed to ponder this question as they studied their cards. Our Gypsy men are not book smart, nor do they know history, but they are smart in different ways.
Steve and Bob said, “That’s a tough one Donnie”
After about 30 seconds of silence, I said,” Gypsy have been using a technique to do such a thing for hundreds of years.”
They all looked up from their cards at me, and Donnie said “really?”
I said, “Going back a long time the wealthy people in Europe usually women who thought their husbands were sleeping with the young servant girls, but were afraid to confront the husband would take the servant girls to the Gypsy camps and hire skilled gypsy women. Or have the Gypsy women come to the house while the husband was away, and extract the information from the girls or boys or whoever.”
Donnie looked at me with a confused look on his face and said, “Well, what did the Gypsy women do? Read tea leaves?”
I smiled at him, and said, “No, what they would do is tied the girls up, and two, three or as many as four gypsy women would tickle them, they would tickle their feet, stomachs, ribs and armpits, it was extremely effective. It usually only took a few minutes and the girls would confess or be believed in their denial of the accusation. I told them tickling left no marks, no broken bones, no bruises, nothing. In a short time, the gypsy women really developed the skill of tickle torture, and they became famous for it.
Steve said, “Really?”
Clay asked, “what if the person wasn’t t ticklish?”
I said,” well most women are ticklish somewhere especially young women and young men, and the skilled gypsy women were expert in finding the most ticklish spots. So much so that most tickling interrogations never last more than ½ of nonstop tickling. I mean there were extreme cases where they would have to tickle someone for longer, even much longer, but most women caved quickly. I said, “Can you imagine being tied down and having three or four expert ticklers tickling you at once, I mean thirty to forty fingernails gliding over your most sensitive body parts? Most women could not take it for long.”
I told them it is a different story with men. If a rich woman wanted information from a man, the gypsy would require knowing if the man in question was ticklish, or somewhat ticklish or not at all ticklish. If the was just a little ticklish, the gypsy women knew they could break him using just their fingernails and soft touches tickling him, even if it took a long time, even days.
The gypsy women passed this skill down through the generations, and made a lot of money preforming this service.
Billy said, “You learn something new every day”
I got up from my stool and told the boys I would be back shortly with some more sandwiches.
As I walked out of the room I felt their eyes follow me, so I gave my hips extra sway moving the fabric cloth strips back and forth so that my pantyhose covered ass would be briefly exposed as I walked.
As I was making the sandwiches I could not hear the boys talking, but I could certainly hear them laughing. They were having a good time, and so was I being an incredible dick tease.
I heard someone go out the front door and a minute later come back in as I was stacking the sandwiches on a tray.
When I entered the basement, the boys were taking a break from their poker game, and I noticed Steve and Clay doing something to the old pool table in the back of the basement, but it was dark back there and I could not tell what they were doing. Billy noticed me looking at them and said, “Clay just needed to get something from his car.
Donnie and Bob were talking quietly by the stereo, and they watched me as I set the tray of sandwiches on the food table.
Billy was sitting at his chair counting a large pile of chips with a huge grin on his face. I walked over to the poker table, and standing across from him, I leaned forward showing him my exposed breasts, smiled and said, “It looks like you won a large pot last hand.”
Billy looked at me and smiled that beautiful grin of his and his sparking blue eyes danced with mischief, and said, “Well I didn’t exactly win the hand.”
I looked at him with a questioning look, then noticed Steve and Clay walking back from whatever they were doing at the pool table, and Donnie and Bob made their way over to me. The four of them stood all around me standing very close to me intently scanning my body; which my intuition told me that I might be in for some trouble.
Billy said, “Rose the money in the pot was getting very big, and I didn’t have the cash to stay in the hand, so when the boys suggested that if everyone folded I could keep the all the money in the pot. But I had to agree to let me and the boys tie you to the pool table and tickle you for no more than ½ hour or until you agree to fuck us all.” Billy continued and said, “The boys think you’re very sexy, but incredible cocks tease and they have had enough of going home every week with stiff cocks.”
Before I could say anything or run, Clay and Donnie grabbed my wrists, Steve, and Bob grabbed my ankles lifting me off the floor.
They had taken a pad from the big lounge chair from the patio set and placed it over the hard slate poll table so it was comfortable when they put there.
It seemed like a bizarre dream when Billy had told what their plans for me were, and I found myself helplessly cuffed to the pool table within seconds, with nothing covering my shiny pantyhose legs, and my belly totally expose.
I was listening to Billy instruct them on how to tickle. He told them no pinching, no digging fingers in, and if he saw any one doing that, or in other ways hurting Rose they would have to leave.
Everything was happening so fast, I was still speechless and in a fog; I could not believe what was happening. I looked at all the boys and saw unbridled lust in their eyes, as they scanned my body tied helpless in a spread eagle position on a poll table, and I must admit it turned me on. Steve and Donnie were at my feet, Billy and Clay were on either side of my stomach and Bob was at my head.
Billy smiled at me, grabbed my blouse and in one swift motion unsnapped my top, and then he pushed my black lace bra up over my breasts exposing them. The boys let out some hoots and yelps, as I laid there very helpless.
Then Billy said, “Rose if you want us to stop tickling you just say ORANGE, and we will stop, but you say Orange before a half hour is up,(and, he grinned and me and winked, and I smiled back at him and winked), me and the boys get to take turns fucking you.
Billy asked Clay if he had set the timer on his IPhone, and Clay replied, “It’s all set.”
Billy looked around at all his friends and then smiled at me and said, “Good luck Rose, these boys look pretty worked up”
Then they began their tickle attack of my helpless body.
Billy knew my belly and sides were ticklish and that is why he picked that spot. He moved his fingers expertly over my belly, sides, ribs, breasts and even my upper thighs. I heard him say to Clay who was across from him—do it like this.
Steve and Donnie were standing on either side of my ankles tickling the soles of my pantyhose covered feet with one hand while using the other hand to tickle behind my knees and lower thighs. Bob who was at my head, was tickling both my armpits, and when Clay and Billy were not tickling my breasts, Bob would slowly glide his wiggling fingers over my nipples and all around the soft skin of my tits.
My body was almost completely naked with my top opened and bra pushed up, and with the thin strips of cloth being pushed aside, exposing my pantyhose covered legs from the soles of my feet to my crotch.
I was bucking and twisting my body as much as I could to escape the 50 tickling fingers, but they had stretched me tight and bound me, tight, which gave me very little room to wiggle my body. I heard my self-screaming with laughter as I bucked and twisted my hips as much as I could.
I heard the boys saying to me, “this is what you get for being a cock tease” Oh I loved it when they said stuff like that.
Someone else said, “She is by far the biggest cock tease that ever lived did you see her tonight swaying her ass?”
Another one said, “And how about all that talk about tickle torturing tied up women, I thought I would cum in my pants looking at her dressed like she was as she talked like that.”
I was ready to explode listing to them talk about me like that; I loved being a cock tease.
Billy was using one hand and tickling all around my pussy and it was driving me crazy, he was using the other, tickling, and pinching my nipple. Clay was tickling my belly and down my side with one hand, and using the other hand just like Billy on my other nipple.
I was screaming and laughing as the 50 fingers savagely tickled my helpless body, it was torture for sure, but I loved it. I loved it so much I was on the verge of cuming.
Having five very cute and buff men tickling very inch of your helpless body was a turn on for sure, but what really turned me on is watching them get off on me. I mean these boys loved every minute of having their hands on my helpless body, making me scream, twist, and buck my body under their tickling fingers.
I soon found myself grasping for air trying to catch my breath as I screamed and laugh under the tickle assault of their 50 wiggling fingers. I shouted Orange between grasps for air, and they all stopped tickling. Clay said she lasted 7 minutes. Billy pointed to the corner and told Steve to set up the six-foot folding table, and to put another lounge cushion on it, he said. “ that table is the right height to fuck her, and hurry up.”
Donnie and Clay untied the rope attached to the leather cuffs but did not remove the leather cuffs from my ankles. Billy and Bob untied the rope from the pool table but left it tied to the cuffs on my wrists. They carried me to the table Clay had set up and laid me on the cushion and Billy adjusted me so my ass was at the edge of the table lined up perfectly for him to enter me and drive his stiff throbbing cock hard into me. Then Bob took the ropes pulling my arms over my head and tied them. Billy ripped my skirt off, but left me in my shiny pantyhose, these pantyhose are crotch less.
I know laid with my arms stretched over my head and secured tightly making me helpless with nothing on but a pair of shiny tan pantyhose and five very horny men leering at me.
Billy handed Clay one of my pantyhose legs and the other to Donnie, he told them to hold my legs wide apart and as they did that, they were to tickle my pantyhose feet, legs, and thighs while he fucks me. Then he told Bob and Steve to tickle every square inch of my upper body and not to forget to softly caress and tickle Rose tits
I looked at the 5 buff men standing around me and seeing the pure look of lust on their faces, each one just waiting for their turn to fuck me. To fuck the naughty cock tease until she couldn’t take anymore, or until they were satisfied. This was my fantasy played out for real.
Once I felt Billy entered me with his stiff cock, I exploded with a massive orgasm screaming and pulling on the restraints. The other four boys were driving me crazy with the tickling and caressing—it was the most incredible sensation. The only way to describe it was fucking awesome.
After the boys all took their turn screwing me, they untied me and went back to their game. It was only 9:50 and the night was young. I lay on the table wanting more, but I did not dare say it. Billy stroked my hair, and I mouthed thank you to him, and he smiled and said, “No, Thank you”
I got up and when I was leaving the room, I told the boys I would be down shortly with fresh cold beers. They all said, “thank you Rose, thanks for everything, it was fantastic”
I looked back at them smiled and said, “Yes it was”
I still was not satisfied; I wanted more tickling, more attention, more sex, so I decided I would be an even bigger cock tease.
I put on a fresh pair of shiny tan pantyhose, a pair of very skimpy jean cuff off shorts I mean they coved nothing of my ass, and a leopard print very small bikini top. As I looked in my mirror scanning my body, my breasts looked great in this top, my belly looked sexy, my long legs in these shiny pantyhose were stunning, and the brown beat up cowboy boots made me feel even dirtier and sexier.
When I walked into the basement carrying the tray, of beers, they all looked at me and I made a conscious effort to keep my legs straight as I set the beers down on the food table showing off my long legs and ass. I brought each guy a beer doing the same thing as before, leaning down and forward putting my tits right in their faces.
I sat on the stool again behind Billy thinking about what happened earlier in the night, and was getting hornier and hornier, but didn’t say anything, after a while Billy asked if I could get them some more pretzels. I said, “Sure honey” and walked out of the room slowly and sexy swaying my ass.
It has been an hour and a half since they all fucked me, and I have been doing the best cock tease show I know, and yet none of them seems to notice.
When I came back to the basement with the pretzels the boys were still playing, and did not even acknowledge I came into the room, which was a huge blow to my ego.
I was walking back to my stool when all of a sudden they all jumped out of their chairs and rushed at me, at first it scared me. Then I felt each one grabbing a limb lifting me off the floor and carrying me back to the pool table.
In a flash, Billy had removed my leopard bikini top and Steve and Donnie had removed my cowboy boots and again they had me bound spread eagle on the pool table.
There was no waiting this time; they went right into the tickle attack moving their 50 tickling fingers all over my body. I screamed, bucked, and twisted my bound body widely, but there was no escaping the fingers; they were everywhere at once tickling the shit out me.
As I struggled, screamed and laughed I looked at each one and saw the look in their eyes and it told me they wanted me; and wanted me bad, I wish I could read minds to know what each one of them wanted to do with me, what kinky things were running through their minds. The thought of it made me so wet and horny.
They tickle me for a long time, and I finally screamed, “Billy please, please, stop! your diving me insane; I can’t catch my breath, and I need you to fuck me.”
He smiled at me as I was screaming and twisting my body to try to get some relief from the 50 tickling fingers. My body was becoming super sensitive and the tickling was intense, and he said, “Rose you know the magic word to make us stop.”
I had forgotten, and immediately “screamed orange”
Clay said, to everyone “She lasted 23 minutes. Impressive, I don’t know if Marie could make it that long”
Donnie said, “Well we will find out next week when the game is at your house” and all the boys laughed, and Clay said, “That’s right! Awesome”
I soon found myself bound to the other table, being screwed, tickled, and gently fondled by the five buff guys.
It was amazing; even more amazing than the first time, the boys were all calling me a cock tease, and telling me this is what happens to cock teasers they are tickle tortured and fucked.
After the last one finished screwing me it was still only a little past midnight, and I still felt horny. I thought the second time around the boys would last longer, but I think Billy gave them a time limit.
Billy stoked my hair again and asked if I was ok, I told him I was better than ok, and that I loved him so much. He knew this was always a fantasy of mine, and I felt safe with him and his friends.
As I collect my cloths and headed up stairs I told the boys I would be back shortly with cold fresh beers.
They all thanked me, and told me I was incredible.
I smiled to myself as I headed up stairs.
I decided as I got to my bedroom that the night for me was not over, and I opened my lingerie draw and pulled out a pair of shiny pink sting bikini liquid satin panties, a matching bra, and garter, with shiny tan stockings. As I slipped into the pink pump high heels and looked in the mirror, I thought to myself how long you think they can resist me dressed like this, maybe half hour, maybe, and I smiled as I looked in the mirror.
I walked into the basement with my tray of beers, and just as I sat them on the table I felt the 5 of them grab me, and lift me off the floor and carry back to the pool table.
Billy had taken my bra off on the way, and my pumps were off. As they secured me to the table, I mocked them saying 5 against one and I am still winning.
They all looked at Billy and Steve, said,” boy is she a feisty one”
Billy said, “yah, well she is all gypsy”
The tickle attack began again, and this time it was even more intense, my screams and laughter were becoming horse, and sometimes there was no sound at all, just me with my mouth wide open twisting and bucking my body.
Then I heard a humming noise, and when I opened my eyes and looked at Billy his was holding a very large magic wand vibrator with a huge grin on his face.
All the boys were still tickling the shit out me, and mocking me saying look at what we have here Rose, and they increased the speed of their tickling fingers, causing me to let out a horse scream and buck my hips.
When Billy put the vibrating wand against the satin pink satin panties, an orgasm shot through me; releasing a river of wetness from my pussy and a groan of pleasure that came from the depths of my being.
I think is shook the boys, because when they heard that deep gut wrenching moan of pleasure escaping from my body they stopped tickling me for a second, until I screamed do stop please don’t stop.
Then they tickled me like maniacs, their fingers seemed to be everywhere at once, and the two tickling my feet were killing me.
Billy never took the wand from my pussy, and I felt it as he moved it to the highest speed. He then began to tickle all around the edges of my pussy with his free hand as he held the vibrator against my soaking wet panties. Clay who was across from Billy began to suck on one of my tits, which made me groan and arch my back. Steve who was by my head continued to caress, and tickle the other tit as well as tickle my armpits.
I came again, and repeatedly, in a short amount of time, may 6 or 7 powerful orgasms ripped through me, I lost count. My pussy was so sensitive, I was bucking and twisting to get relief from the vibrator, but Billy held it pressed against the pink satin panties right over my clit, and tickling fingers on my body was driving me insane it was becoming too much.
I looked at each guy, pleading with my eyes for mercy, but all of them were so into what they were doing to me, it was like they were in a fog of lust, there was no mercy to be found. All they wanted to do was cause me as much tortuous pleasure as they could using their 50 tickling fingers, dirty talk, and of course that magic wand. They were feasting on me with their eyes as they watch me as I struggled to get free, and watch my body shudder, twist, and buck as orgasm after orgasm ripped through me. They were truly getting off on how hot they could get me, even if it was torture. I it turned me on so bad, like nothing else could.
When I came to the point of passing out I finally screamed Orange, and it all stopped.
My body didn’t even have time to relax as they uncuffed me and brought me to the fucking table.
It seemed like seconds before they had me retied to the other table, and began to caress and tickle my body. I opened my eyes just as Billy was about to enter me and saw him hole up the magic wand vibrator turn it to high smile a wicked smile and press it against my clit, just as his hard cock entered me.
I tried to shut my legs but Donnie and Clay had a tight hold of them and spread them wide. I screamed as more orgasm poured out of me.
Each man took their turn between my legs driving his hard cock deep into me pounding and slamming it over and over getting as deep inside me as they could, and this time holding the wand against my pussy as the fucked me. I do not think Billy gave them any time limit this time it seemed to go on much longer, and was a little rougher, which I did not mind this time.
Just when I thought the last one was through with me, I heard Billy say you boys up for and other go at Rose, I heard them all shout and holler yes.
I moaned and pulled on my ropes, Billy asked if I was ok, and I smiled at him and said bring it on, I can out last you guys, and I kissed him.
He smiled back and said I love you Rose.
Thanks!
