We laid back in my parents hot tub taking in the quietness and stillness of the night. I gazed up at the stars, wishing I had a guy to share them with. Maggie snapped me out of my trance with the popping of another cork and handed me another glass of champagne, devilishly grinning.
"You've got that evil look", I told her, trying to act unmoved by it.
"Just curious" she said giggling.
"Curious about what?"
"Ask me anything, anything in this world...I'll give you an honest to god answer...promise".
I sat and pondered a minute....I could tell she was trying to draw something freakish out of me, so after another sip of champagne I threw it back at her....
"If you had a totally hott girl all alone with you in a hot tub at 2 in the morning, drunk off of champagne, with nobody else around, what would be running through your mind?"
She giggled hysterically at the wide open and clearly insinuating question. I sat and considered my own answer to the ridiculousness of my drunken question and quickly found myself blushing at the answer.
My curiosity for other girls had started my freshman year of high school. I found myself noticing the ones that were pretty. After a while, I found myself doing more than just "taking notice". I soon started taking the mental pictures of pretty girls at school home with me at night. I found myself thinking about them when I laid in bed at night. Everything about this freaked me out. One night I couldn't sleep and kept thinking about a girl named Cammie in my second hour. I decided to just "try out" enacting a fantasy involving her. I came so hard I was sure I woke my parents. Ever since then I've found myself seduced by girls, and most of my fantasies lately had involved other girls.
With that being said:
Did I really just try to seduce my best friend into fantasizing about a sexual *"what if" with me as her play toy??
Emotions flooded my body before she could even get out an answer. Suddenly the water was boiling hot and my face was beat red. I found myself embarrassed and hott at the same time.
Was I SERIOUSLY getting turned on thinking about my best friend??
Maggie said nothing. She smiled and wiggled herself deeper into the hot tub. She sat across from me, neck deep sipping out of her glass.
I suddenly felt self conscious, what in the hell was I doing???
It must have been the champagne, but for some reason sexual images kept popping up in my mind. I liked my fantasies to involve real people that I had met or seen. Lately I found myself more and more curious about porn though. My curiosity quickly became an obsession. What started out as innocent peeking had become total infatuation. Watching a pretty girl go down on another pretty girl made me hott, and for some reason I found myself wishing Maggie was one of those girls and I was the other.
Then, completely unexpectedly, I started to feel something tickling the bottom of my foot. At first I jerked away, but then began to realized it was Maggies foot. She stroked in soft circles, from my heel to my toes, teasing me and making me squirm. She kept her eyes fixed on mine, never blinking or looking away. The seductive manner about her sent goose bumps up my legs.
She slowly stroked her toes up my my legs and made her way to my knees, working her way between my inner thighs. I spread my legs and giggled as she tickled me, *pressing her toes against my knee to further spread my legs.
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. My mind swirled with images of her touching me and playing with my body.
She still hadnt stopped eying me down, and as her foot moved closer and closer to my bikini bottoms, I reached down and touched her toes. Instantly she jerked, giggling and retracting from my fingers.
"What's the matter" I asked, panting in a more than seductive manner.
She smiled in a dazed haze, "just ticklish" she whispered.
The comment made me squirm with excitedness. I took her small ankle in my hand and rubbed her bare foot again up and down my inner thighs.
I then touched her toes and ran my hand along the length of her little foot. No more than size 5 I thought to myself, slowly stroking my nails along the arch of her foot.
I didn't expect the reaction I received, and at first it startled me, but Maggie thrashed and twisted in the water like I was torturing her. I was so startled that I abruptly stopped stroking her foot, fearful that I had ruined the moment.
When I stopped, she lye still in the water giggling, staring at me in a way that was almost lustful.
"Do it again" she whispered.
"Do what again?" I whispered back.
"Tickle the bottom of my foot" she smiled.
I again ran my finger nails up her arch and she started to squel and twist around in the water. It took me by surprise, but I held her ankle tight and continued tickling away.
Watching Maggie twist and scream had a remarkable effect on me. I realized that tickling her made me want to do the things that I saw in the videos I watched, and suddenly I was flooded with fantasies about all the things that could happen between me and Maggie in my parents hot tub, right here, right now.
As I stopped tickling her little foot, she started to relax and calm down.
"Shall I keep going?", i asked with a seductive smile.
"Sorry, hee-hee, Its my most ticklish spot".
"Your feet?", I smiled back
"No, my right foot" she said blushing to the point of being flush.
"You're right foot is more ticklish than your left?, I said, teasingly stroking my fingers along her little toes.
"Wayyyyy more" she squeled, arching her back in the water.
"Then why did you ask me to tickle it?"
"Because I like it", she grinned.
With that she pushed her toes forward, aggressively making contact with my bikini bottoms. Maggie began grinding her toes into me, putting pressure on my already swollen clit. I grabbed her ankle and pulled her foot into me, spreading my legs wider and wider.
I was in a state of utter confusion and seduction. I had fantasizes about this moment with another girl since freshmen year, and all of a sudden I was playing out a very dirty fantasy in my head.
As Maggie rubbed her bare toes into my soaking bikini bottoms, I started to question her through my panting and moaning....
"Why did you like it when I tickled your foot?" I moaned.
"Because it turns me on".
"Having your feet tickled turns you on?" I grunted.
"ummm yeah" she giggled, "a lot".
Hearing her say that put me on the verge of cumming. I had just tickled my best friend into a state of complete horniness. I grabbed her ankle and pulled her foot out from between my legs. I was right on the verge of cumming, but had a sudden impulse to make her come first.
I stroked my fingers over her heel and made her buck in the water. I then skipped to her toes and tickled my nails between each one.
Maggie thrashed in the water and twisted from side to side. She began to beg me to stop, pleading and saying that she couldnt take any more.
The entire time I kept repeating the conversation in my head....
"Having your feet tickled turns you on?
"ummmm yeah, a lot".
Watching her squirm and squel and beg had me right on the edge. I knew she was loving this and the thought of her being hot and soaking wet from me doing this to her was driving me CRAZY.
I started to test different parts of her foot, trying to find her most ticklish spot.
I kept teasing her and asking her "which tickles more, here or HERE?, as I alternated spots on her small foot.
Every time I ran my nails up the instep of the arch of her foot, Maggie bucked her back and hips up out of the water. It was clearly her most ticklish spot, and watching her hips thrusting into the air was making me burn.
I kept my fingers focused only on the arch of her foot. I started wondering how wet Maggie was getting every time she bucked her hips out of the water and I saw her bikini bottoms.
I started fantasizing about her masturbating. I thought about her pulling her foot from my tickling fingers and running to my bedroom and pulling down her bikini bottoms and masturbating until she came....thinking only about what she wanted to do to me.
As I kept running my fingers over her arch, I started to realize that Maggie was probably the most ticklish girl I had ever met. After all these years, how had I never tickled her? How had I never played with her feet??
My clit was burning. Even emerged in water I could tell I was dripping wet. As I tickled Maggies foot, I pulled it out of the water to watch what I was doing. I had never had an attraction to feet, but having Maggies little foot in my face changed all of that. The sight of it was so sexy and erotic. Her little toes, my fingers gliding up and down her little arch as she kept repeating my name and begging me to stop.
I was so horny I did the unexpected. I put my mouth around her toes and started sucking. Maggie nearly jumped out of the hot tub! As I kept licking and nibbling on her little toes, she laid back against the jets and giggled. I looked up at her with eyes that looked as though I was going down on her.
I could tell I had her hott, and I wasn't about to stop. As ashamed as I was, I lusted to see my best friend orgasmic.
I traced my index finger over her arch and lightly tickled her as I licked her toes. I knew I had her.
Maggie very suttlely moved her right hand between her legs. At first I could tell she was just teasing herself, but I also knew she couldn't take that kind of teasing for too long. If she TRULY liked having her foot tickled, I must have had her on the brink of exploding.
Knowing this, I started to talk dirty to her.
"Did you like me tickling your foot?"
She smiled, "maybe "...
"Whatever! You know you like it!! I have to admit that I kinda like it too", I flirted.
"You are sooo ticklish Mags", I said as I picked up the pace.
She again started squealing, this time thrashing around with her hand pulsating between her legs.
I continued my verbal teasing, burning to watch her make herself cum...
"When did you first find out that your feet were so ticklish? How long have you known what it does to you? You really like this don't you Mags" I said as I picked up the tickling pace even more.
I could tell she was so close. Her hand splashed the water back and forth as she mastubated faster and faster, rubbing her clit harder and harder.
Suddenly, watching her rub herself under water wasn't enough for me. I had an overwhelming desire to see her. My clit was throbbing, and crazy thoughs raced through my mind. I wanted to know if she shaved like I did. I wanted to see her wetness, I wanted to watch as she rubbed her clit. I started to wonder if she was ticklish "there" as well, and I started to imagine myself licking her off.
I lunged towards her hips, easily lifting her small body onto the deck of my parents hot tub. She giggled uncontrollably as I pushed her back and threw myself on top of her.
I was no longer in control of my actions. As I stuck my tongue into Maggies mouth, I realized I had done this before. All the fantasies I had suppressed suddenly rushed to my mind like a tidal wave. I had always wanted her, and in my mind I was sure she had made herself come to the thought of me.
I grabbed her bikini bottoms and pulled them off. I pushed her legs apart wide with rough pent up lust. She was clean shaven and dripping wet. I ran my nails over her inner thighs and she squealed. Her clit HAD to be ticklish!
I began stroking my fingers over her smooth mound. Maggie cried out and trapped my hand between her thighs. She WAS ticklish there! I continued to tickle her lips and clit with my fingers. She bucked underneath me and begged me to stop, warning me that she was about to pee.
This only made me wetter. I swear I was dripping! I tickled faster and faster and Maggie bucked harder and harder. When I felt her warm pee on my fingers I cupped my other hand between my legs and squeezed my clit. I don't know why, but making Maggie pee nearly sent me over the edge. I was pushing so hard on my clit that my wetness was dripping out between my fingers.
I pulled myself up off her and stared into her eyes. She was on fire, and so was I.
"What do you want me to do to you", I asked her seductively.
Maggie spread he legs and lifted her bare foot and rubbed my chest.
"Tickle me, please.."
"Really? Of all the things, you want me to tickle you? How did you find out you liked this so much?" I really needed to know at this point....
"Bailey used to tickle me, just kinda stumbled on the tickle spot", she giggled.
"Bailey Harris??" I said shocked.
"ummmm, yeah" Maggie said blushing.
I could tell that the mention of her name sparked something in Maggie.
"So, wait, you and Bail used to ummm, fool around?"
All of a sudden I was dripping again. The mental image of Mag and Bailey teasing each other was like an adrenaline shot to my body.
All this time Maggie had a thing for other girls and I could have had her for real??
"Tell me about Bailey" I asked her.
"Like what?" she said.
"Was she good?".
Maggie just giggled and looked me straight in the eye....
"You like the thought of me and Bail getting it on, don't you?"
"Ummm, NO!" I yelled.
"She used to lick me until I'd come all over. It really got her off doing that. You like that image, don't you" she teased...
She liked it"? I asked.
"She LOVED it".
The visual image Maggie teased into my head was beyond erotic. Bailey getting off to Maggie? Omg, I lost it then and there...I started franticlly rubbing my clit through my bikini bottoms.
Maggie watched and smiled. She knew she had me worked up in a horny frenzy." I used to make Bailey come so hard she'd scream!"
With that I grabbed Maggies bare foot and ticked her arch so bad SHE was screaming! I watched closely as she rubbed her clit so hard *I thought she'd EXPLODE.
I imagined watching Bailey tickling her like this and it drove me crazy. Maggie came so hard I thought she would lose it. Her hips bucked in the air and she screamed as I tickled her through it. As she tensed up, I pushed her legs apart with my free hand and watched her *spasm as she bucked. She came more than any guy I had ever been with, and squirted all over her own fingers.
I simply couldn't stand it anymore. I pealed my bikini bottoms off of the wetness between my legs and started grinding my clit with my fingers. I looked over at Maggie as her cum dripped down her inner thighs. My left hand still stroked lightly at the bottom of her foot and made it squirm back and forth, just inches from my face. There was no denying it, the harder I tickled, the closer I got. Maggie was again flopping around the deck like my own ticklish rag doll. I loved it. I loved her little foot, I loved her squealing, I loved the feeling of my finger tips on her arch. Tickling her alone was about to make me come, it made me so wet. As I ran my fingers over her foot one last time, I came hard...harder than I ever had before. As I collapsed onto Maggie's naked body, we squirmed around and tangled up in each other. Maggie started to grind her wetness against me and I pushed back. It was a beautiful beginning.
"You've got that evil look", I told her, trying to act unmoved by it.
"Just curious" she said giggling.
"Curious about what?"
"Ask me anything, anything in this world...I'll give you an honest to god answer...promise".
I sat and pondered a minute....I could tell she was trying to draw something freakish out of me, so after another sip of champagne I threw it back at her....
"If you had a totally hott girl all alone with you in a hot tub at 2 in the morning, drunk off of champagne, with nobody else around, what would be running through your mind?"
She giggled hysterically at the wide open and clearly insinuating question. I sat and considered my own answer to the ridiculousness of my drunken question and quickly found myself blushing at the answer.
My curiosity for other girls had started my freshman year of high school. I found myself noticing the ones that were pretty. After a while, I found myself doing more than just "taking notice". I soon started taking the mental pictures of pretty girls at school home with me at night. I found myself thinking about them when I laid in bed at night. Everything about this freaked me out. One night I couldn't sleep and kept thinking about a girl named Cammie in my second hour. I decided to just "try out" enacting a fantasy involving her. I came so hard I was sure I woke my parents. Ever since then I've found myself seduced by girls, and most of my fantasies lately had involved other girls.
With that being said:
Did I really just try to seduce my best friend into fantasizing about a sexual *"what if" with me as her play toy??
Emotions flooded my body before she could even get out an answer. Suddenly the water was boiling hot and my face was beat red. I found myself embarrassed and hott at the same time.
Was I SERIOUSLY getting turned on thinking about my best friend??
Maggie said nothing. She smiled and wiggled herself deeper into the hot tub. She sat across from me, neck deep sipping out of her glass.
I suddenly felt self conscious, what in the hell was I doing???
It must have been the champagne, but for some reason sexual images kept popping up in my mind. I liked my fantasies to involve real people that I had met or seen. Lately I found myself more and more curious about porn though. My curiosity quickly became an obsession. What started out as innocent peeking had become total infatuation. Watching a pretty girl go down on another pretty girl made me hott, and for some reason I found myself wishing Maggie was one of those girls and I was the other.
Then, completely unexpectedly, I started to feel something tickling the bottom of my foot. At first I jerked away, but then began to realized it was Maggies foot. She stroked in soft circles, from my heel to my toes, teasing me and making me squirm. She kept her eyes fixed on mine, never blinking or looking away. The seductive manner about her sent goose bumps up my legs.
She slowly stroked her toes up my my legs and made her way to my knees, working her way between my inner thighs. I spread my legs and giggled as she tickled me, *pressing her toes against my knee to further spread my legs.
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. My mind swirled with images of her touching me and playing with my body.
She still hadnt stopped eying me down, and as her foot moved closer and closer to my bikini bottoms, I reached down and touched her toes. Instantly she jerked, giggling and retracting from my fingers.
"What's the matter" I asked, panting in a more than seductive manner.
She smiled in a dazed haze, "just ticklish" she whispered.
The comment made me squirm with excitedness. I took her small ankle in my hand and rubbed her bare foot again up and down my inner thighs.
I then touched her toes and ran my hand along the length of her little foot. No more than size 5 I thought to myself, slowly stroking my nails along the arch of her foot.
I didn't expect the reaction I received, and at first it startled me, but Maggie thrashed and twisted in the water like I was torturing her. I was so startled that I abruptly stopped stroking her foot, fearful that I had ruined the moment.
When I stopped, she lye still in the water giggling, staring at me in a way that was almost lustful.
"Do it again" she whispered.
"Do what again?" I whispered back.
"Tickle the bottom of my foot" she smiled.
I again ran my finger nails up her arch and she started to squel and twist around in the water. It took me by surprise, but I held her ankle tight and continued tickling away.
Watching Maggie twist and scream had a remarkable effect on me. I realized that tickling her made me want to do the things that I saw in the videos I watched, and suddenly I was flooded with fantasies about all the things that could happen between me and Maggie in my parents hot tub, right here, right now.
As I stopped tickling her little foot, she started to relax and calm down.
"Shall I keep going?", i asked with a seductive smile.
"Sorry, hee-hee, Its my most ticklish spot".
"Your feet?", I smiled back
"No, my right foot" she said blushing to the point of being flush.
"You're right foot is more ticklish than your left?, I said, teasingly stroking my fingers along her little toes.
"Wayyyyy more" she squeled, arching her back in the water.
"Then why did you ask me to tickle it?"
"Because I like it", she grinned.
With that she pushed her toes forward, aggressively making contact with my bikini bottoms. Maggie began grinding her toes into me, putting pressure on my already swollen clit. I grabbed her ankle and pulled her foot into me, spreading my legs wider and wider.
I was in a state of utter confusion and seduction. I had fantasizes about this moment with another girl since freshmen year, and all of a sudden I was playing out a very dirty fantasy in my head.
As Maggie rubbed her bare toes into my soaking bikini bottoms, I started to question her through my panting and moaning....
"Why did you like it when I tickled your foot?" I moaned.
"Because it turns me on".
"Having your feet tickled turns you on?" I grunted.
"ummm yeah" she giggled, "a lot".
Hearing her say that put me on the verge of cumming. I had just tickled my best friend into a state of complete horniness. I grabbed her ankle and pulled her foot out from between my legs. I was right on the verge of cumming, but had a sudden impulse to make her come first.
I stroked my fingers over her heel and made her buck in the water. I then skipped to her toes and tickled my nails between each one.
Maggie thrashed in the water and twisted from side to side. She began to beg me to stop, pleading and saying that she couldnt take any more.
The entire time I kept repeating the conversation in my head....
"Having your feet tickled turns you on?
"ummmm yeah, a lot".
Watching her squirm and squel and beg had me right on the edge. I knew she was loving this and the thought of her being hot and soaking wet from me doing this to her was driving me CRAZY.
I started to test different parts of her foot, trying to find her most ticklish spot.
I kept teasing her and asking her "which tickles more, here or HERE?, as I alternated spots on her small foot.
Every time I ran my nails up the instep of the arch of her foot, Maggie bucked her back and hips up out of the water. It was clearly her most ticklish spot, and watching her hips thrusting into the air was making me burn.
I kept my fingers focused only on the arch of her foot. I started wondering how wet Maggie was getting every time she bucked her hips out of the water and I saw her bikini bottoms.
I started fantasizing about her masturbating. I thought about her pulling her foot from my tickling fingers and running to my bedroom and pulling down her bikini bottoms and masturbating until she came....thinking only about what she wanted to do to me.
As I kept running my fingers over her arch, I started to realize that Maggie was probably the most ticklish girl I had ever met. After all these years, how had I never tickled her? How had I never played with her feet??
My clit was burning. Even emerged in water I could tell I was dripping wet. As I tickled Maggies foot, I pulled it out of the water to watch what I was doing. I had never had an attraction to feet, but having Maggies little foot in my face changed all of that. The sight of it was so sexy and erotic. Her little toes, my fingers gliding up and down her little arch as she kept repeating my name and begging me to stop.
I was so horny I did the unexpected. I put my mouth around her toes and started sucking. Maggie nearly jumped out of the hot tub! As I kept licking and nibbling on her little toes, she laid back against the jets and giggled. I looked up at her with eyes that looked as though I was going down on her.
I could tell I had her hott, and I wasn't about to stop. As ashamed as I was, I lusted to see my best friend orgasmic.
I traced my index finger over her arch and lightly tickled her as I licked her toes. I knew I had her.
Maggie very suttlely moved her right hand between her legs. At first I could tell she was just teasing herself, but I also knew she couldn't take that kind of teasing for too long. If she TRULY liked having her foot tickled, I must have had her on the brink of exploding.
Knowing this, I started to talk dirty to her.
"Did you like me tickling your foot?"
She smiled, "maybe "...
"Whatever! You know you like it!! I have to admit that I kinda like it too", I flirted.
"You are sooo ticklish Mags", I said as I picked up the pace.
She again started squealing, this time thrashing around with her hand pulsating between her legs.
I continued my verbal teasing, burning to watch her make herself cum...
"When did you first find out that your feet were so ticklish? How long have you known what it does to you? You really like this don't you Mags" I said as I picked up the tickling pace even more.
I could tell she was so close. Her hand splashed the water back and forth as she mastubated faster and faster, rubbing her clit harder and harder.
Suddenly, watching her rub herself under water wasn't enough for me. I had an overwhelming desire to see her. My clit was throbbing, and crazy thoughs raced through my mind. I wanted to know if she shaved like I did. I wanted to see her wetness, I wanted to watch as she rubbed her clit. I started to wonder if she was ticklish "there" as well, and I started to imagine myself licking her off.
I lunged towards her hips, easily lifting her small body onto the deck of my parents hot tub. She giggled uncontrollably as I pushed her back and threw myself on top of her.
I was no longer in control of my actions. As I stuck my tongue into Maggies mouth, I realized I had done this before. All the fantasies I had suppressed suddenly rushed to my mind like a tidal wave. I had always wanted her, and in my mind I was sure she had made herself come to the thought of me.
I grabbed her bikini bottoms and pulled them off. I pushed her legs apart wide with rough pent up lust. She was clean shaven and dripping wet. I ran my nails over her inner thighs and she squealed. Her clit HAD to be ticklish!
I began stroking my fingers over her smooth mound. Maggie cried out and trapped my hand between her thighs. She WAS ticklish there! I continued to tickle her lips and clit with my fingers. She bucked underneath me and begged me to stop, warning me that she was about to pee.
This only made me wetter. I swear I was dripping! I tickled faster and faster and Maggie bucked harder and harder. When I felt her warm pee on my fingers I cupped my other hand between my legs and squeezed my clit. I don't know why, but making Maggie pee nearly sent me over the edge. I was pushing so hard on my clit that my wetness was dripping out between my fingers.
I pulled myself up off her and stared into her eyes. She was on fire, and so was I.
"What do you want me to do to you", I asked her seductively.
Maggie spread he legs and lifted her bare foot and rubbed my chest.
"Tickle me, please.."
"Really? Of all the things, you want me to tickle you? How did you find out you liked this so much?" I really needed to know at this point....
"Bailey used to tickle me, just kinda stumbled on the tickle spot", she giggled.
"Bailey Harris??" I said shocked.
"ummmm, yeah" Maggie said blushing.
I could tell that the mention of her name sparked something in Maggie.
"So, wait, you and Bail used to ummm, fool around?"
All of a sudden I was dripping again. The mental image of Mag and Bailey teasing each other was like an adrenaline shot to my body.
All this time Maggie had a thing for other girls and I could have had her for real??
"Tell me about Bailey" I asked her.
"Like what?" she said.
"Was she good?".
Maggie just giggled and looked me straight in the eye....
"You like the thought of me and Bail getting it on, don't you?"
"Ummm, NO!" I yelled.
"She used to lick me until I'd come all over. It really got her off doing that. You like that image, don't you" she teased...
She liked it"? I asked.
"She LOVED it".
The visual image Maggie teased into my head was beyond erotic. Bailey getting off to Maggie? Omg, I lost it then and there...I started franticlly rubbing my clit through my bikini bottoms.
Maggie watched and smiled. She knew she had me worked up in a horny frenzy." I used to make Bailey come so hard she'd scream!"
With that I grabbed Maggies bare foot and ticked her arch so bad SHE was screaming! I watched closely as she rubbed her clit so hard *I thought she'd EXPLODE.
I imagined watching Bailey tickling her like this and it drove me crazy. Maggie came so hard I thought she would lose it. Her hips bucked in the air and she screamed as I tickled her through it. As she tensed up, I pushed her legs apart with my free hand and watched her *spasm as she bucked. She came more than any guy I had ever been with, and squirted all over her own fingers.
I simply couldn't stand it anymore. I pealed my bikini bottoms off of the wetness between my legs and started grinding my clit with my fingers. I looked over at Maggie as her cum dripped down her inner thighs. My left hand still stroked lightly at the bottom of her foot and made it squirm back and forth, just inches from my face. There was no denying it, the harder I tickled, the closer I got. Maggie was again flopping around the deck like my own ticklish rag doll. I loved it. I loved her little foot, I loved her squealing, I loved the feeling of my finger tips on her arch. Tickling her alone was about to make me come, it made me so wet. As I ran my fingers over her foot one last time, I came hard...harder than I ever had before. As I collapsed onto Maggie's naked body, we squirmed around and tangled up in each other. Maggie started to grind her wetness against me and I pushed back. It was a beautiful beginning.
