Mommy Book Club part 1 F/m

Ticklish_Matt · Dec 24, 2017

A bit of a warning this story series will include tickling and sexual interaction with an adoptive mom character starting in part two when I get around to finishing it.

This is an fictional adult F/m story; if you don't like that, don't read it. All of the characters in this story are over 18 years old.

As always I look forward to comments, so if you enjoy the story please post your thoughts on it.

Mommy Book Club part 1 F/m

Growing up is a process that under normal circumstance is hard enough though add in a sudden tragic lose of both parents it makes the likelihood of positive results much more challenging. Luckily I had the good fortune having the steady support of Cherie who adopted me after the untimely passing of both parents. While there isn't such a thing as a perfect parenting style in hindsight, I was very grateful about her views on sexuality. She felt as a culture we do a disservice by having prudish views on teaching adolescence about sex, therefore was fortunate to never have to carefully delete internet history or hide porn magazines etc.

This openness and honesty is also why I know about her "Mommy book club." Every month she would always go away for at least weekend and maybe 2-3 times a year it would be an entire week. When she returned her mood was always happy and optimistic, so I asked her where she went to. While she was a bit embarrassed to tell about it though in vague terms described it as a gathering of kindred women that share a kinky interest, where they hired a guy for their entertainment. She had offered to elaborate if I had any questions, though had said that as long as it made her happy who was I to judge.

It had been many years since the disclosure about the group was made to me, though never really gave it much thought though events were about to make the group very relevant to me. With it being the summer after graduating high school and before exploring the working world I was enjoying the lazy pace with which this transition period was moving along at. Laying in bed I hear a knock on my door and Cherie asks if she can enter, which I of course say sure go ahead. Looking up I see her blushing and seems very hesitant, so I ask "what's wrong?"

She says with a nervous crackling voice "Do you remember that group I told you about ages ago?" I nod yes then she goes on further "Well, for a while it had been harder to find entertainment for our gatherings which has caused us to explore new options for ummm volunteers. Ever since you turned 18 many of the women at the group have floated your name as someone to approach, though since while it has normally been close we have always found a guy before the monthly gathering. Though for the first time in over a decade we would have to cancel the group meeting If I don't ask you, so would you be willing to do me a huge favor and go meet at the retreat and talk with the group leader Lydia?"

The blushing and fidgeting makes it clear this is hard for her to ask. While I know this might be odd situation to be in, I am also aware of how much this group means to Cherie. Without hesitation I smile and with a reassuring tone say "Sure why not, never hurts to get information and talk."

Her eyes light up bright as can be and she gives me a huge hug, "Thank you for considering it, though all I ask is you listen, don't feel pressure to accept on my account, just you meeting with Lydia means more than you know."

As I drive in the dark with the GPS taking me through countless back roads my mind races trying to think what this group could be about, though considering how hard it was for her to ask me to go, I didn't ask specifics from my adoptive mom. After what seemed like forever driving without seeing another single house, I am nearing the destination and there is a flood of lights coming from what seems like a mansion. Making my way down the long winding driveway I park the car out front, knocking on the door my heart races as I wait for response.

The door suddenly opens and a bubbly and stunning full figured woman that appears to be in her late 40's early 50's answers the door saying "Hey Matt, it is so great of you to come over

I so hope you'll be able to help us in the time of crisis. Go ahead and kick off your shoes at the door and make yourself at home in the living room, I will be right with you." Fidgets nervously at the unknown situation I find myself in. After several minute she returns and set a fairly large legal contract on a coffee table and sits down next to me.

Smiling cheerfully she says "Due to the time constraints we are under this is going to be a faster interview than we normally would do, that and beside from the recon that was done at your graduation party we already know you are perfect for our needs?"

There is a truly baffled look on my face as I repeat very confused "Recon....needs?" Nodding she explains "While not how we normally go about it, we were running out of time so we scouted for emergency recruits if the need arose. I do apologize about the amount of scouting our group did that day, but word spread quickly how much fun you were."

Was still lost as to what on earth she was talking about until on the word scouting she reached over and tickle squeezed my sides causing me to bend forward and cackle. That triggered my memory of the party and while at the time I didn't think anything of it there were a lot of my moms friends there. Many were very flirty and playful with almost all teased me by tickling me, I was loving flirting back and being the center of attention. Her cheerful and playful demeanor is catchy so I burst out sounding more eager than I should have "The Mommy book club is a tickling group?!"

Giggling she responds "You bet your cute ass we are, while we do tickling for just tickling sake, a lot of the time we do ticklish role-plays with different made up situations. While the vast majority of the time you'd have to be naked for them, there are some old crowd favorites that don't. Normally we have the guy sign a large contract for consenting to the entire weekend/week of play, but since your mom is a member I'd be willing to make an exception and have you stay the night and try a single night contract with me to see what you think of it?"

Grinning wide I eagerly grab the small contract she hand me and quickly sign it. I say in a flirty and playful tone "so what role-play you want to do?"

"Oh honey one of my favorite ones is such a blast to do though can get very dirty so you should go change out of your clothes and into the costume. You may go in one of the back rooms if you wish?"

Enjoying myself I tease "Oh with how large this place is I'd likely get lost, I am fine getting changed out here

" She gives a grin of approval and I begin stripping down naked as she returns with a fairly large box. Upon opening it I snicker seeing the label over the costume "Santa stuck in chimney"

Very eagerly after putting on the suit we both go over to the chimney and she helps me into it, placing a stool under me so my feet aren't more than a foot below the fireplace opening. An electric pump whirs as the band around the suits tummy inflates wedging me tightly in the chimney. Shortly there after the stood is removed leaving my boots dangling in the air. Having fun with this I get into the mood of the role-play and say loudly "Ho Ho...Oh No!!!" I kick and thrash my feet about.

In a concerned voice I hear Lydia say "who's there...what's going on?" Wiggling I reply "It's ok it's just Santa....I umm got a bit stuck." Lydia says "Oh my Santa, let me help you out" and she pulls and yanks on my boot till it comes off then does the same with the other boot. Now both my bare feet dangle helplessly below me.

"Oh Santa that didn't work you are just to stuck in the to be pulled out...but didn't they say you have a belly like a bowl full of jelly?" I respond with a cautious "yeah they do...what do you have in mind?" With a snicker she says "we just need to make it jiggle enough for you to slip down." I respond "Jiggle? How will you do that?"

As I say that she grabs my ankle with one hand and starts vigorously scribbling her nails all over my bare sole. My cackling and loud laughter echoes up the chimney and through out the house. Through the laughter I can't help but smile as I can see this being a very fun party event. "Ho Ho No stop that Santa is ticklish!!!"

She snickers and responds "But Santa I am helping you get free, just need to get you wiggling more!" After several minutes of relentless foot tickles it stops for a brief time. Then all of a sudden I spasm as I feel something going up my pants leg. I giggle endlessly and very loudly as Lydia is working a extremely long feather up my leg. By the time it reaches my inner thigh I am cackling and howling madly and wildly thrash around until I finally slip free of the chimney. Still giggling a bit I squeeze out of the fireplace opening and can't help but smile wide in response to the giddily look on Lydia face.

With an affectionate smile she says "Oh honey buns you are covered in soot lol. Let me take the costume to get cleaned and you can go take a quick shower. I am not sure about you but I have always been a night owl, so if you aren't too tired we could do another role-play after you finish?"

Quickly strips off the costume standing naked once more I smile saying "Sure that sounds great, this was so damn much fun

." She leads me through several hallways till I see a bathroom, jump into the shower to quickly get clean being eager to have more fun. As I was finishing drying off Lydia had came back and was blatantly staring at my bare ass. "Oh did I miss some soot?"

She was a bit startled as she was lost in thought "No you are fine, was just thinking I know you are still very young but you should really be more careful to read contracts before you sign them. It was still the updated one we had used after a dispute with our usual escort service we had worked with complained about the treatment a temp worker received. So we added a clause that clarified the guy consents to any and all sexual play activity." Seeing my puzzled look say adds "well he didn't think a pineapple up his ass was very sexual."

I gasp and my face turn ghost white as I stare at Lydia speechless and terrified at the thought. She burst out laughing so much so she can barely form words for almost a minute "Oh sweetie you are so gullible

it wasn't that, myself and a few of the other guests are spanking addicts so more than once we turned his bare ass a lovely shade of red

. So I am doing my best to resist the urge to put you over my knee and going to town on your cute butt."

I shiver at the mental image her description put in my head, though smirks a bit as oddly enough also somewhat intrigue by it. So after a short while considering it I say "Sure what the hell, why not. It does sound like it could be fun, and even if it's not a bit of a red butt would be a good reminder to be more careful

."

"Really!?" she says sounding both very surprised and eager. Grabbing me by the hand she leads me to a bed saying "Oh little one, you are just too damn perfect

." She sits in the middle of the headboard and has me over her lap so my ass is nicely raise up for her attention. "Since you are being such a good boy I will even slowly do a warm up to help you get used to it

."

I hear a loud crack as her first swat hits my bare ass, which was followed by a light stinging sensation from her hand. Honestly the sound of the hit was worse than it actually felt, and it was soon followed by many more of the same strength. It was enough for me to have to wiggle and squirm around in her lap, but was hardly painful at all. Turning back I look at my ass which is currently a very light pink shade with various hand prints all over my ass. Was so lost in the moment I barely noticed her asking if I was ready for it to be harder and that I nodded ok. Slowly the intensity increased and at the same time so did the red color on my ass. After several minutes the spanking was truly painful and hard to stay still for with a few tears dripping down my cheek.

In a tender and caring voice she asks while now gently caressing my sore butt "How was that, hope it wasn't too bad for you?" Her rubbing is helping to ease the pain as I smile and affectionately say "Definitely harder to stand than tickles...but in its own was enjoyable." Cuddling next to her I rest my head on her thigh and looking up ask "So, what role-play did you want to do now?"

Giggling as she eagerly says "I have something that will be perfect for us, it will be me as your impatient girlfriend wanting to know what you got me as a gift. In order to see your email I need the password to your phone. To add some higher stakes to the game, would you be ok letting me take a picture of my handy work on your cute butt and if I get the password will send it to Cherie with the message this is Lydia, he was a bad bod

."

Blushes bright red as my first instinct is to say hell no but does have admiration for the added level of tension it would add, so after over a minute of thinking it over I shyly smile and give her the phone. She giggles happily as she snaps the pic and saves a draft to be sent. Grabbing my by the hand she drags me deeper into the house saying "I know what will be perfect for this role-play." Opening up a door I shiver seeing what looks like a dungeon with a massive looking spider web made out of ropes. The frame holding it is a large metal square frame with 2 six inch metal pipes into the walls meaning the entire thing can be rotated 360 degrees. Pressing a button Lydia positions it flat saying "Hop on up there, your girlfriend needs that password

" From below I feel her attaching cuffs on my body to the spider web device. Even with my full weight on the ropes they only move and inch or two, so once I am tied I will be at her complete mercy.

The device begins spinning once more until it comes to a rest with me in a standing position looking into Lydia's twinkling eyes. With a coy smile she says "Honey you know one way or another I always find out what you are getting me

just for once make it easier and tell me without needing convincing."

My body twitches as she reached out and was lazily dragging her nails over my bare tummy and sides. The ticklish sensations continue to build until a steady stream of giggles are produced. "EKKK Darling, please no can't this one time it be a surprise?"

Shaking her head in a menacing fashion she purrs saying "Oh you silly little boy just give me the password and mommy will stop punishing you

. You know all mommies are good at making boys do what they are told eventually

. Kitchy Kitchy coo I am gonna get you!!!" She move behind me and I become very nervous of what she is doing.

Exploding in frantic laughter as her nails flutter and scribble over my defenseless bare ass. Cackling and howling I beg for her to stop this torture, though she just responds with I need that password. Even with knowing the consequences of giving the password eventually her endless tickling assault breaks my resolve and I yell out "The password is 4365!!!" I feel her tenderly touch my face as she reaches for my phone, grinning wide as she hits send. After a few minute my phone beeps with a reply "Great job Lydia, I very much approve

milagros317 · Dec 24, 2017

Great start! Looking forward to part two.

Tim29842003 · Dec 24, 2017

part two soon please

Smellking · Dec 25, 2017

yes part 2. I´m waiting ;-)

zigzag · Dec 26, 2017

Sir, I have read all your stories, and although this is only chapter one, this is the hottest I've read yet from you. I needed a cigarette afterward, and I've never smoked in my life. Please concentrate on this tale for a bit, as opposed to jumping around.

The only bit of constructive criticism I can offer... Although I like how you take many of the same elements to a story and twist them to make another unique... I think you rely on the word 'Mommy' a bit too much in your stories (___ Tickle Monster, ___ Tickle Bug, ____ Book Club). Just my opinion, but I love your stories. I await chapter two!

Ea4g · Dec 30, 2017

Ah, roleplay. A personal favorite. Keep up the good work. It's nice to see you publishing again..

Ticklish_Matt · Dec 30, 2017

zigzag said:
Sir, I have read all your stories, and although this is only chapter one, this is the hottest I've read yet from you. I needed a cigarette afterward, and I've never smoked in my life. Please concentrate on this tale for a bit, as opposed to jumping around.

The only bit of constructive criticism I can offer... Although I like how you take many of the same elements to a story and twist them to make another unique... I think you rely on the word 'Mommy' a bit too much in your stories (___ Tickle Monster, ___ Tickle Bug, ____ Book Club). Just my opinion, but I love your stories. I await chapter two!

Glad that you and others enjoyed the story and posted comments. As for the use of Mommy in the recent ones I have done, it has always been a personal favorite to have to address the tickler with some variation of it since I like both the embarrassment aspect and power dynamic it creates. Though can try to be aware and try not to have it be over used to the point of being gimmicky.

zigzag · Dec 30, 2017

Ticklish_Matt said:
Glad that you and others enjoyed the story and posted comments. As for the use of Mommy in the recent ones I have done, it has always been a personal favorite to have to address the tickler with some variation of it since I like both the embarrassment aspect and power dynamic it creates. Though can try to be aware and try not to have it be over used to the point of being gimmicky.

In bold, that was exactly my point, thank you. I do understand - and love - the whole power dynamic attached to it. Can't wait for chapter two

bobbo · Jan 30, 2018

I just love stories like this where a guy is in his mom's loving but dominant clutches, especially when there's lots of teasing "mommy" talk =p. I wish it was more popular. Onlyfornow had some great ones too before he took them down.

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