Ian was at the station and was as he had described himself being tall and guessed 6' maybe 6'2" even and dark haired, dark brown eyed and slim and fit build in his business suit and wearing black lace up oxford shoes and we walked to his car. We instantly had an easy rapport and in the car he said that he was married and straight but wanted another guy to tickle him and particularly his feet!
He added having spoken to me he knew I was the one to submit to and I told him that I knew he'd not be disappointed! I told him I was glad he had met me straight from his work and he smiled saying he hoped his feet would not be too smelly as it was a hot August day and he'd been in his socks and shoes since 7am and now it was 6pm. I assured him when I said I liked feet, I meant I liked feet and that meant feet smelling like feet.
At his place he had a brandy and I wanted a plain cola and he told me he was glad I wanted to take my time as he had worked himself up feeling excited about this meeting all day so was glad I was not a 'no show' and sitting on the same sofa I told him I loved being in control and lifted his feet on my lap and unlaced both shoes and then slid a finger inside the side of his right shoe saying I loved the warmth of his socked foot! I did the same with the left shoe. Ian then said we best go to the bedroom and he removed his jacket, shirt and tie and then his trousers but saying his briefs stayed on and I agreed and he lay as told on his stomach and I knelt facing the soles of his shoes seeing the 12 on the soles and gently eased them off his feet.
Wow what a smell, strong but addictive immediately and told him I was really going to enjoy his feet and then he shocked me
"No, no! Please don't touch my feet! Just leave my feet alone!" he said
"Ian you better accept now these size 12 feet socked and bare are both mine to enjoy Mmmmm they smell great and are nice n' warm just as you told me they'd be!" and the toes in his black nylon socked right foot wiggled as I gripped them and stroked the taut socked sole very lightly and gently and kept stroking up n' down from toes to heel as he breathed heavily fighting a ticklish reaction and same with his left foot and then a giggle! HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"You know Ian you're right your feet are ticklish!" I said still stroking my finger, just one finger up n' down each sole and said I could only imagine how ticklish his bare feet would be!"
Then began massaging each socked foot saying having been a masseur I loved feeling up feet, guy's feet and his were very smooth and so warm and moist and then taking each foot in turn slid fingers down inside each sock feeling his bare feet and stroking and loving his ticklish reaction "STOOOOOOOOOP PLEEEAAAASSEESTOOOOOOP I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE HAHAHAHAHA!"
I then resumed gliding a finger up and down the length of both socked feet continuously and with every touch Ian tensed up more and more and then spider tickled both socked soles and spied the dressing gown cord. "HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO NOOO STOOPPP AHAHHAHAHAHA PPLLLEASSEEE NOOOO MOOREREEEEEE!" Ian yelled and was in danger of kicking me and told him his arms could be free but if he wanted his feet played with that they would need to be tied together to the end of the bed. He nodded and this done I then had a sniff of both socked soles before sliding them both off.
"Oh wow two great looking bare feet Ian and Mmmm they smell awesome and be sure of one thing you are going to feel the full effect of my tickling, teasing and tormenting techniques all over them!" and lightly stroked each sole so the tickling sensation wasn't unbearable but still felt!
I then leaned into his newly bared right foot and deeply inhaled the raunchy smell saying his ticklish feet were so vulnerable, so defenseless and that I knew that so sweaty they'd taste ripe and lickling a tickling I specialised in and began to lick Ian's feet loving his reaction to the tongue tickling! "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha “PlheheheHEHE-HEASE!STOPSTA-HA-HA-HA-HA!” he begged as I lapped hungrily at both saliva lubed feet and my incessant lickling all over both bare soles drove Ian hysterical which encouraged me and licked and nibbled and sucked on his toes and licked in between them and stroked his ticklish, licklish feet simultaneously!
I then was spider tickling along every inch of Ian's feet "HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NNOOTTTT MYY FEEEETTTTHAHAHAHA AAHAHHAHAHAAH NNOOOTTTT MAAAA FEETTTTT PLLEEASSEE AHAHHAHAHAHA!" begged Ian as he shook on the bed and the the constant hardcore tickling really got to him as Ian's feet really were ticklish.
My fingers stroked up and down both soles over and over again and inviting me to lick them which I did as loved the mix of my saliva and his natural foot sweat making his feet so slippery as I tickled the shit out of them and used the electric toothbrush in my pocket which is a devastating tickling tool when the revolving bristles scrape a wet sole or soles especially "HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHH THHHEEE FFUUCCCKKKK ISSS THAAAAAHAHAHAHTTT AHAHAHAHAHHA STOOPPPP HAHAHAHA PPLLLEASSEEEEEE!"
I slid the sonicare in between Ian's toes and traced it the length of both of his feet and it tickled him perfectly, driving him crazy all over his wildly ticklish soles and toes. Then the feather and with precticed and precision stroked slid the feather slowly in between each toe and drew the quill end the length of the soles of his feet as both feet squrimed helplessly and his toes wiggled really exciting me.
“NONONONONOSTOPPITSTOPPITHEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HA-HA-HANOOOPLEASENOT THA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!”
I loved sliding the feather in between Ian's toes inflicting merciless tickling torture knowing exactly how to toment guy's feet but stoppint the tickles to also massage them and have a good feel of his feet which I love doing to straight guys knowing they will never have had another guy give their feet complete attention as well as it being embarrassing and humiliating for some guys but another proof of who is in control and they're submissive to.
The quill end of the feather traced along the soles of ticklish feet tickles as it did Ian to my joy and delight
“PLE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEEAAASEEE!HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!NO MORE!NO MOREHAHAHAHAHA!” he begged as the relentless tickling was rapidly driving him into hysteria.
Having stroked under his toes with the feather I went to the balls of his feet with it and began stroking the tip of the tortuous tool around in a figure-8 pattern. The effect was instantaneous. “H-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HEE-HEE-HEE!STA-HAHAHAHAPHAHAHEEHEEHEHEEHAHAHAHEEHEEAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA PLEEEEEAAASESTOP TICKLING MEHAHAHAHAHAHHA-HEHEHEHEEHAHAHAHA“HEE-HEE-HEE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEASEI C-CAN’T TAKE ITHAHAHHAA ANYMORE!”
In response I started brushing the edge of the feather horizontally up and down the full length of Ian's vulnerable feet in turn
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEASE STA-HA-HA-HA-HA!” Ian responded and I stroked it under Ian's splayed, wiggling toes as Ian convulsed with tortured, hysterical laughter! “NOT THAT!NOT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEASE STOP-HEE-HEE-HEE-AAAHHH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHANONO MORE!"
I began to slide the feather edgeways between each one of Ian's squirming toes in turn and his tormented laughter intensified as he told me that he'd love to hate the experience and that it was late now for any train so best I stay and I told him that I would be glad to and so would his feet and lay next to him on the bed with my face by his feet and feet that untied were close to me being massaged and fondled, sniffed and licked as Ian moaned loving every sensual sensation as I knew he would!
He added having spoken to me he knew I was the one to submit to and I told him that I knew he'd not be disappointed! I told him I was glad he had met me straight from his work and he smiled saying he hoped his feet would not be too smelly as it was a hot August day and he'd been in his socks and shoes since 7am and now it was 6pm. I assured him when I said I liked feet, I meant I liked feet and that meant feet smelling like feet.
At his place he had a brandy and I wanted a plain cola and he told me he was glad I wanted to take my time as he had worked himself up feeling excited about this meeting all day so was glad I was not a 'no show' and sitting on the same sofa I told him I loved being in control and lifted his feet on my lap and unlaced both shoes and then slid a finger inside the side of his right shoe saying I loved the warmth of his socked foot! I did the same with the left shoe. Ian then said we best go to the bedroom and he removed his jacket, shirt and tie and then his trousers but saying his briefs stayed on and I agreed and he lay as told on his stomach and I knelt facing the soles of his shoes seeing the 12 on the soles and gently eased them off his feet.
Wow what a smell, strong but addictive immediately and told him I was really going to enjoy his feet and then he shocked me
"No, no! Please don't touch my feet! Just leave my feet alone!" he said
"Ian you better accept now these size 12 feet socked and bare are both mine to enjoy Mmmmm they smell great and are nice n' warm just as you told me they'd be!" and the toes in his black nylon socked right foot wiggled as I gripped them and stroked the taut socked sole very lightly and gently and kept stroking up n' down from toes to heel as he breathed heavily fighting a ticklish reaction and same with his left foot and then a giggle! HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"You know Ian you're right your feet are ticklish!" I said still stroking my finger, just one finger up n' down each sole and said I could only imagine how ticklish his bare feet would be!"
Then began massaging each socked foot saying having been a masseur I loved feeling up feet, guy's feet and his were very smooth and so warm and moist and then taking each foot in turn slid fingers down inside each sock feeling his bare feet and stroking and loving his ticklish reaction "STOOOOOOOOOP PLEEEAAAASSEESTOOOOOOP I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE HAHAHAHAHA!"
I then resumed gliding a finger up and down the length of both socked feet continuously and with every touch Ian tensed up more and more and then spider tickled both socked soles and spied the dressing gown cord. "HAHHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO NOOO STOOPPP AHAHHAHAHAHA PPLLLEASSEEE NOOOO MOOREREEEEEE!" Ian yelled and was in danger of kicking me and told him his arms could be free but if he wanted his feet played with that they would need to be tied together to the end of the bed. He nodded and this done I then had a sniff of both socked soles before sliding them both off.
"Oh wow two great looking bare feet Ian and Mmmm they smell awesome and be sure of one thing you are going to feel the full effect of my tickling, teasing and tormenting techniques all over them!" and lightly stroked each sole so the tickling sensation wasn't unbearable but still felt!
I then leaned into his newly bared right foot and deeply inhaled the raunchy smell saying his ticklish feet were so vulnerable, so defenseless and that I knew that so sweaty they'd taste ripe and lickling a tickling I specialised in and began to lick Ian's feet loving his reaction to the tongue tickling! "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha “PlheheheHEHE-HEASE!STOPSTA-HA-HA-HA-HA!” he begged as I lapped hungrily at both saliva lubed feet and my incessant lickling all over both bare soles drove Ian hysterical which encouraged me and licked and nibbled and sucked on his toes and licked in between them and stroked his ticklish, licklish feet simultaneously!
I then was spider tickling along every inch of Ian's feet "HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NNOOTTTT MYY FEEEETTTTHAHAHAHA AAHAHHAHAHAAH NNOOOTTTT MAAAA FEETTTTT PLLEEASSEE AHAHHAHAHAHA!" begged Ian as he shook on the bed and the the constant hardcore tickling really got to him as Ian's feet really were ticklish.
My fingers stroked up and down both soles over and over again and inviting me to lick them which I did as loved the mix of my saliva and his natural foot sweat making his feet so slippery as I tickled the shit out of them and used the electric toothbrush in my pocket which is a devastating tickling tool when the revolving bristles scrape a wet sole or soles especially "HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHH THHHEEE FFUUCCCKKKK ISSS THAAAAAHAHAHAHTTT AHAHAHAHAHHA STOOPPPP HAHAHAHA PPLLLEASSEEEEEE!"
I slid the sonicare in between Ian's toes and traced it the length of both of his feet and it tickled him perfectly, driving him crazy all over his wildly ticklish soles and toes. Then the feather and with precticed and precision stroked slid the feather slowly in between each toe and drew the quill end the length of the soles of his feet as both feet squrimed helplessly and his toes wiggled really exciting me.
“NONONONONOSTOPPITSTOPPITHEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HA-HA-HANOOOPLEASENOT THA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!”
I loved sliding the feather in between Ian's toes inflicting merciless tickling torture knowing exactly how to toment guy's feet but stoppint the tickles to also massage them and have a good feel of his feet which I love doing to straight guys knowing they will never have had another guy give their feet complete attention as well as it being embarrassing and humiliating for some guys but another proof of who is in control and they're submissive to.
The quill end of the feather traced along the soles of ticklish feet tickles as it did Ian to my joy and delight
“PLE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEEAAASEEE!HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!NO MORE!NO MOREHAHAHAHAHA!” he begged as the relentless tickling was rapidly driving him into hysteria.
Having stroked under his toes with the feather I went to the balls of his feet with it and began stroking the tip of the tortuous tool around in a figure-8 pattern. The effect was instantaneous. “H-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HEE-HEE-HEE!STA-HAHAHAHAPHAHAHEEHEEHEHEEHAHAHAHEEHEEAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA PLEEEEEAAASESTOP TICKLING MEHAHAHAHAHAHHA-HEHEHEHEEHAHAHAHA“HEE-HEE-HEE-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEASEI C-CAN’T TAKE ITHAHAHHAA ANYMORE!”
In response I started brushing the edge of the feather horizontally up and down the full length of Ian's vulnerable feet in turn
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEASE STA-HA-HA-HA-HA!” Ian responded and I stroked it under Ian's splayed, wiggling toes as Ian convulsed with tortured, hysterical laughter! “NOT THAT!NOT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEASE STOP-HEE-HEE-HEE-AAAHHH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHANONO MORE!"
I began to slide the feather edgeways between each one of Ian's squirming toes in turn and his tormented laughter intensified as he told me that he'd love to hate the experience and that it was late now for any train so best I stay and I told him that I would be glad to and so would his feet and lay next to him on the bed with my face by his feet and feet that untied were close to me being massaged and fondled, sniffed and licked as Ian moaned loving every sensual sensation as I knew he would!
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