ArchNemesis
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Being rich & famous definitely has its perks. The whole reason I got into stand-up comedy was to become rich & famous, so I could get special treatment. The rules don't exactly apply to you, not like they do everyone else to be sure. I really give my agent fits with some of the ways I take advantage. I'm a 41 year old dirty-old-man who likes hot young things. I don't drink or do drugs, I don't even smoke. My one vice is definitely hot girls, young ones. Just the other day I was at a gas station filling up my 2014 Escalade, and 2 hot young college girls recognized me. Now that I'm established and can play where I want, I only do college towns except when I'm doing a special for HBO or Comedy Central. 2 hot blonde coeds in shorts and flip flops riding in a convertible pull into the gas station and they're all like "hey, Mr Arch! You're awesome! Wooooo!" and so on. Tanned blondes, navel rings and "tramp stamps", tattoos on their backs. Cute little sluts. The whole time I'm looking them up and down like they're pieces of meat. If I wasn't who I was, I'd be a sick old pervert who would gross them out. But of course, I am who I am.
They ask to take pictures with me with their cell phones, I tell them okay if I can tickle their feet. They look at each other all "oh my gawd, what??" and start laughing. Okay, they're glad to oblige to get their stupid little pictures. I suggest they each record me tickling the other girl's foot with their phone. Laughing, the 2 bimbos are like "sure!" No way in hell I could get away with this if I wasn't who I was, but I am and I'm taking full advantage. I tickle each girl's foot while the other girl records it on her phone. I get one tanned, soft, perfect foot in an armlock and go to work on it. They're both really ticklish on their feet. Lots of squirming, laughing, and "oh my gawd I'm so ticklish, that tickles so bad!" Afterward I encourage them to put the videos up on Youtube, "it'll be hysterical" I tell them. Actually I just want to watch it and masturbate. I could probably get their numbers, could probably fuck both of them. But no, that happens on my terms, exactly the way I want.
So anyway the real fun happens after I do a stand-up set at a college arena. I have my "people" who round up several hot coeds for me after the show. I've schooled these women (I have women do this for me, they're less threatening when approaching young college girls than strange men would be) on what I want, physical appearance wise, and what to say. It changes depending on where we are and what time of year it is. If its winter time and we're someplace where it actually feels like winter in the winter time, I want either girls in Ugg boots, or Vans sneakers, checkered Vans slip-ons get special consideration. Girls with dark tans are always at the top of my list but in the winter those are hard to come buy in Madison, WI for example, so dark complected hispanic or indian girls will do...as long as they're HOT LOOKING. Summer time or parts of the country where its always warm, that's when things get really fun. Again, dark tans are in demand, showing the more skin the better. I instruct my women, if you see a girl with a dark tan, in white flip flops, she moves to the front of the line to get with me.
I've also instructed them in what to say to these women. They go up to coeds that my people know I'd like and say, point blank, "would you like to come back stage and sexually pleasure Mr. Arch"? Don't sugar coat it, I want it made very clear to these girls that they're only toys for my sexual amusement. For hot looking young party girls who could get any guy they want, to know full well they're going to be toys for me and go along with it, to be willing to degrade themselves in that way, very satisfying to my ego. My people bring several of these girls back stage and give them the following instructions: you will only speak to Mr. Arch when spoken to, all of this will be recorded, both for Mr. Arch's masturbating pleasure later, and so you can't say you were forced to do anything. You will be given a safe word which you will use if you change your mind and want to leave, in which case you will be escorted out of the back stage area so Mr. Arch can continue his fun with the rest of the girls. Your ID's will be Xeroxed in case you are underage using a fake ID, so Mr. Arch has documentation that he made all efforts to make sure you were of age and he is not responsible if you deceived him. Wait here and Mr. Arch will be with you shortly.
I get to the area where the coeds are waiting for me. If any of them slips and speaks to me without being spoken to, except to use their safe word, they are escorted out for not doing what they're told. Almost always one girl will slip up in this way and I snap my fingers and she is escorted from the building. I make an example of her, and the others learn that they're in my world now. My world, my rules. I walk up to the girls and immediately start tickling them, completely taking them by surprise. Usually they try to run away or collapse into a ball of giggles on the floor. If I find they are not ticklish, they also are escorted out. But, these are young tender college girls, ones that are not hysterically ticklish are rare. I always start with the stomach, just start digging my fingers into their bellies without saying so much as hi, just to see how they react. They instinctively grab my hands and try to push them away, all the while laughing hysterically. Then I move on to ribs and armpits. By this time they are rolling on the floor laughing. The other girls who I have not started tickling yet are usually either looking scared because they know they're next and they are also super ticklish, of course...or they're giggling themselves because the tickled girl's laughter is contageous.
I'll sometimes stop tickling the girl on the floor and grab the ribs of one of the girls standing by, just for a few seconds, just to let her know that she could start getting tickle tortured at any time. Then its time for the ultimate: the feet. If they're wearing flip flops they've lost them a long time ago trying in vain to defend their TENDER YOUNG FLESH from my tickling fingers. If they're wearing sneakers or boots, its exciting to gauge their reaction to knowing I'm going after their feet next. Do they say something like "oh no" or something to that effect? I'm way too horny by then to kick her out for speaking out of turn, as long as they don't try to socialize with me and its just a spontaneous reaction to them knowing I'm going after their feet. These little sluts usually take really good care of their feet, so they're well pedicured, soft, and super sensitive. Girlish laughter picks up again where it left off, along with plenty of "oh my gawds" of course, little bimbos.
Then comes the time when I've had my fun and now I just want release. I pick my "favorite" and she can stay. The rest are told to leave. Usually I haven't said a word to any of these girls the whole time. They're literally just bodies for me to play with. My "favorite" gets the honor of giving me a footjob. Along with plenty of tickling while I'm doing it. I usually cum within 15-20 seconds of starting. Its just me getting myself off with her feet, nothing more. Then she too is escorted out, my people leave me to lay down and take a nap for a few hours. So, its off to another college town to do the same thing in a couple days. Ahh, the perks of being rich & famous.
Being rich & famous definitely has its perks. The whole reason I got into stand-up comedy was to become rich & famous, so I could get special treatment. The rules don't exactly apply to you, not like they do everyone else to be sure. I really give my agent fits with some of the ways I take advantage. I'm a 41 year old dirty-old-man who likes hot young things. I don't drink or do drugs, I don't even smoke. My one vice is definitely hot girls, young ones. Just the other day I was at a gas station filling up my 2014 Escalade, and 2 hot young college girls recognized me. Now that I'm established and can play where I want, I only do college towns except when I'm doing a special for HBO or Comedy Central. 2 hot blonde coeds in shorts and flip flops riding in a convertible pull into the gas station and they're all like "hey, Mr Arch! You're awesome! Wooooo!" and so on. Tanned blondes, navel rings and "tramp stamps", tattoos on their backs. Cute little sluts. The whole time I'm looking them up and down like they're pieces of meat. If I wasn't who I was, I'd be a sick old pervert who would gross them out. But of course, I am who I am.
They ask to take pictures with me with their cell phones, I tell them okay if I can tickle their feet. They look at each other all "oh my gawd, what??" and start laughing. Okay, they're glad to oblige to get their stupid little pictures. I suggest they each record me tickling the other girl's foot with their phone. Laughing, the 2 bimbos are like "sure!" No way in hell I could get away with this if I wasn't who I was, but I am and I'm taking full advantage. I tickle each girl's foot while the other girl records it on her phone. I get one tanned, soft, perfect foot in an armlock and go to work on it. They're both really ticklish on their feet. Lots of squirming, laughing, and "oh my gawd I'm so ticklish, that tickles so bad!" Afterward I encourage them to put the videos up on Youtube, "it'll be hysterical" I tell them. Actually I just want to watch it and masturbate. I could probably get their numbers, could probably fuck both of them. But no, that happens on my terms, exactly the way I want.
So anyway the real fun happens after I do a stand-up set at a college arena. I have my "people" who round up several hot coeds for me after the show. I've schooled these women (I have women do this for me, they're less threatening when approaching young college girls than strange men would be) on what I want, physical appearance wise, and what to say. It changes depending on where we are and what time of year it is. If its winter time and we're someplace where it actually feels like winter in the winter time, I want either girls in Ugg boots, or Vans sneakers, checkered Vans slip-ons get special consideration. Girls with dark tans are always at the top of my list but in the winter those are hard to come buy in Madison, WI for example, so dark complected hispanic or indian girls will do...as long as they're HOT LOOKING. Summer time or parts of the country where its always warm, that's when things get really fun. Again, dark tans are in demand, showing the more skin the better. I instruct my women, if you see a girl with a dark tan, in white flip flops, she moves to the front of the line to get with me.
I've also instructed them in what to say to these women. They go up to coeds that my people know I'd like and say, point blank, "would you like to come back stage and sexually pleasure Mr. Arch"? Don't sugar coat it, I want it made very clear to these girls that they're only toys for my sexual amusement. For hot looking young party girls who could get any guy they want, to know full well they're going to be toys for me and go along with it, to be willing to degrade themselves in that way, very satisfying to my ego. My people bring several of these girls back stage and give them the following instructions: you will only speak to Mr. Arch when spoken to, all of this will be recorded, both for Mr. Arch's masturbating pleasure later, and so you can't say you were forced to do anything. You will be given a safe word which you will use if you change your mind and want to leave, in which case you will be escorted out of the back stage area so Mr. Arch can continue his fun with the rest of the girls. Your ID's will be Xeroxed in case you are underage using a fake ID, so Mr. Arch has documentation that he made all efforts to make sure you were of age and he is not responsible if you deceived him. Wait here and Mr. Arch will be with you shortly.
I get to the area where the coeds are waiting for me. If any of them slips and speaks to me without being spoken to, except to use their safe word, they are escorted out for not doing what they're told. Almost always one girl will slip up in this way and I snap my fingers and she is escorted from the building. I make an example of her, and the others learn that they're in my world now. My world, my rules. I walk up to the girls and immediately start tickling them, completely taking them by surprise. Usually they try to run away or collapse into a ball of giggles on the floor. If I find they are not ticklish, they also are escorted out. But, these are young tender college girls, ones that are not hysterically ticklish are rare. I always start with the stomach, just start digging my fingers into their bellies without saying so much as hi, just to see how they react. They instinctively grab my hands and try to push them away, all the while laughing hysterically. Then I move on to ribs and armpits. By this time they are rolling on the floor laughing. The other girls who I have not started tickling yet are usually either looking scared because they know they're next and they are also super ticklish, of course...or they're giggling themselves because the tickled girl's laughter is contageous.
I'll sometimes stop tickling the girl on the floor and grab the ribs of one of the girls standing by, just for a few seconds, just to let her know that she could start getting tickle tortured at any time. Then its time for the ultimate: the feet. If they're wearing flip flops they've lost them a long time ago trying in vain to defend their TENDER YOUNG FLESH from my tickling fingers. If they're wearing sneakers or boots, its exciting to gauge their reaction to knowing I'm going after their feet next. Do they say something like "oh no" or something to that effect? I'm way too horny by then to kick her out for speaking out of turn, as long as they don't try to socialize with me and its just a spontaneous reaction to them knowing I'm going after their feet. These little sluts usually take really good care of their feet, so they're well pedicured, soft, and super sensitive. Girlish laughter picks up again where it left off, along with plenty of "oh my gawds" of course, little bimbos.
Then comes the time when I've had my fun and now I just want release. I pick my "favorite" and she can stay. The rest are told to leave. Usually I haven't said a word to any of these girls the whole time. They're literally just bodies for me to play with. My "favorite" gets the honor of giving me a footjob. Along with plenty of tickling while I'm doing it. I usually cum within 15-20 seconds of starting. Its just me getting myself off with her feet, nothing more. Then she too is escorted out, my people leave me to lay down and take a nap for a few hours. So, its off to another college town to do the same thing in a couple days. Ahh, the perks of being rich & famous.
A wonderful fantasy. 
