Living the dream 2
As I lay in bed sleeping a sudden urge begins to surge through my body. My dream was either taking hold of me or someone was taking advantage of my current condition. I feel something powerful start coming to fruition. As I feel an urge to pee start to take hold of me my dream begins to drift into a sexual desire. My dream which had been a rather dull scene of me lying in bed reading a book became most sexual. The book which I was reading turned into an erotic thriller, and as I read I felt something wet begin to wrap itself around my now throbbing dick. As I lowered the book to look however there was nothing there. The urge to pee continued as my dick was become so hard, and my hormones where driving my sexuality into over drive. Suddenly the urge became too much to bear and just as my dick began to blast off my semen I awake from my dream, sort of.
My new-found friend Angelia had my big hard cock in her mouth and was pumping back and forth at a steady pace sucking and licking up what I had just done into her mouth. She had just given me an amazing blowjob, in my sleep of all things. As she releases my dick from her mouth she looks up at me and says “good morning baby, did you like your morning wakeup call” I did so but was half between awake and sleep to really say anything but “mmmmmmm”. As I rose from the bed to wake up and get my bearings I realized where I was and how I got there.
(36 hours earlier)
After an amazing first date with Angelia in which I had restrained her in my car and tickled her and her pussy, while driving her home. She had invited me in to her house, and that’s an offer I simply couldn’t refuse. Since her son was away at grandmas the house was all ours for the taking. As I followed her into her front door she immediately closes the door behind me, and as I turn to look back at her after glancing round the house she immediately grabs my head with her hands and brings me into her waiting mouth and proceeds to French me up and down. As our tongues intertwine with each other she then proceeds to taking of my clothes. I couldn’t allow that without doing the same to her so within minutes both our shoes, socks, pants, and tops where in the floor. As she pulled me to the bedroom she was so hot and wet from her experience in my car she literally threw me on the bed and mounted me so fast, that I literally didn’t have time to react. My cock is quickly inserted into her wet pussy, and she is riding me ever so fast my senses don’t have time to catch up. She is quickly moaning and calling out to me as she rides my cock into next week. “Ohhhhhh god hoo-hah yes ohhhhhhhh yes ohhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhh ahhhhuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa”. I feel her explode all over my dick inside her walls and she rolls over off me in aww. As I recover my breath and try to process what just happened I roll my head over to her and see she had worn herself out so much after everything that happened that night, that she had completely passed out into sleep. And seeing as I now had no one left awake to talk with I simply rolled over myself and caught some quick z’s before morning.
As Iam not a heavy sleeper I began to stir and wake up just as the light of the sun began to rise in the east. I raised myself out of bed and after doing my bathroom business, proceeded into the rest of the house as I did not have a chance to look it over last night. I made my way into the kitchen where I then proceeded to pull out cooking pans and food. What better way to thank Angelia for an amazing night than to make breakfast for her. As the aroma of bacon, eggs, and pancakes filtered to her bedroom she began to stir and soon after taking care of her business she came into kitchen behind me at the stove, grabbed my cock and leaned into my ear and said “good morning baby” At that time some bacon grease popped out at us. “Ah shit” we said in unison. Angelia then proceeded back to bedroom and said out to me “I’m going to shower and get dressed”. As I finished up breakfast she came back into kitchen showered smelling good and dressed. Her long light brown hair was up in a ponytail, and she had put on a white old-navy spaghetti strap tank, which as some of you know has a V type front on it which allows for cleavage to be shown. Under that she had on a strapless bra, and a pair of khaki colored short jean shorts, and brown sandals. As we finished eating I then proceeded to shower and get dressed myself. Angelia needed to go get her car and as I was the only one who could take her we made our way out, and prepared to leave. I however was not prepared to waste yet another moment. As I opened the passenger door for her I then in one swift motion produced the hand cuffs from last night’s drive and raised them up to her face and looked her square in the eyes. She knew what I wanted, but so as not to make her look so noticeably tied up in my car given the fact it was day time, I handcuffed her right hand to the passenger side door handle, and cuffed the other to the head rest bar of the driver seat to give the impression she was rubbing the back or my neck/head.
Once we were on the freeway I immediately began taking my right hand and slowly start caressing and fondling her left armpit, as it was wide open for my pleasure. “Heeheeheeheehee Russell stop heeheeheeahhhhhhhhhaahaahaahaa oh no Russell please not so hard” I quickly dug into it and got her really going. Angelia tried pulled her arm down put couldn’t budge it. She tried to pull her right arm to swat at me put it was going nowhere. She shook her head back and forth looking at me, her armpit, and to her right hand, trying to find a way out. “Ahhhaahaahaahaahaaaaaa[snort]ahhhhhahahahahahahahah[snort]ahahahaha” “Did you just snort” I said. “Yeeeesssssss ahhhhhaahaahaahaahaahaaahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhaaaahaaaaahaaaaaa oh my god haaahaaahaaaaaa no” her laughter then went silent as I moved from her pit to her inner thigh. I continued there for a few more minutes before I slowed down and then began to start caressing and rubbing both of her legs and thighs. As she tried to get her breath back her body was become hot and moist, and sweat was starting to form on her brow and other [hard to get air] areas.
I continue to caress her legs I look over and notice two nubs that weren’t there earlier on her massive d cup chest. So, I take my hand from her legs and start to tweak her nipples, by poking, prodding and gently squeezing them into becoming more noticeable. “no stop” she says softly with a smile on her face. “ok if you want me to stop then I guess I will just have to touch something else” So I quickly began tickling her ribs and mid-section. “Ahhhahaahaahaahaahaa no I didn’t mean to keep tickling me” she said. I stopped and said to her “well if you didn’t want to be tickled then why did you allow me to handcuff you. Seems to me that anyone who allows themselves to be restrained a second time by their choice obviously has a secret fetish to be tickled, and loves it” “maybe I do” she says. “Well then shall we process” I say as I quickly grab and start squeezing her knees while trying to focus on the road. She starts up with deep laughter again while trying to pull herself free. My hand then starts it ascent back up to her thighs and gets her really going again. “Ahhhhhaahaahaahaahaa no stop not my knees haahaahaahaahaa ahhhhhhahhhhhhhahahahahahaha oh my god Russell you got to stop [snort]………. ahhhhhaaaahaaaahaaaaaa………………..ahhhhhaahaahaaa[snort]……... Russell.” As I glance over she is going in and out of bouts of silent laughter. As I stop I ask her “So is it true did you want me to tie you up and tickle you? Is that why you allowed me to secure you in my car a second time?” She replies “Yes Russell……I can’t explain it but last night driving me home was so……. amazing……I……I……I never felt anything so incredible. The loss of control, the euphoric drive of it, my bodies sexual drive from being tickled, and touched, and played with. It felt so amazing, and I have always wanted someone to give me that pleasure. I’m not into tickling like you, but I feel I want more of it, and need more of it in my life. I always liked being tickled but no one has ever really tickled me like you did. My dad and friends did, but I never said to them or allowed, or put myself in a situation for them to just dive head first in and tickle me.” So, I made a deal with her “Tell you what Angelia you let me tickle you nonstop for the rest of trip regardless of you needing me to stop for any reason, and without begging me to stop and I will do anything you want, hence forth a favor from me. So, what you say, is it a deal”. “Well considering you have me tied up seems like I have no choice but……. alright on one condition, you take me on a trip to Arkansas where I used to go camping all the time”. “Deal” I said, and immediately sent my right hand right back into her now sweaty armpits. “Ahhhhhhhahahahahahaha” with her pits now slick with sweat they had become even more sensitive and my fingers where gliding easily through them, and since we still had at least a good thirty to forty-five-minute drive ahead of us, it would be the best ride of my life.
The car was a torrent of heat, laughter, and sexual desire. Angelia’s laugh raged on and on, and her sexuality was kicking into high gear. I periodically could glance over at her from time to time. Sweat and tears now began to drip from her face and fly through the air as she jumped around in her seat. Sweat which had formed on her chest earlier was now running down into her cleavage. The top of her D sized mammaries bounced around as she did, and where wet with sweat as well. Her armpits where soaked and dripping with sweat, and had formed a dark wet shirt look in the lower portions of her armhole area. You could also see wet spots just below her chest and lower rib section. The back of her shirt in the lower back area was soaked, and her upper back was running with sweat droplets from her upper neck to the back of her bra. If it got any worse her shirt would be so soaked you would be able to see the outline of her strapless bra easily enough. The top of her thighs had a nice gleam to them, but the backs of her thighs and around her crotch where her shorts rode way high while sitting was soaked.
As we continued to our destination I knew she wouldn’t be able to take much more, but strangely enough she did. She never yelled at me to stop or got angry and mad at me because I didn’t give her any breaks accept maybe a second or too at minimum. As we continued on her laughter went from being deep and hard to silent to hard again. Back and forth it went depending on where I tickled her. As time wore on it soon became very labored and then crying like. Soon enough it turned into crying laughter and then silent crying laughter. She held on for so long I was impressed and my throbbing dick was clearly visible in my pants. Her constant laughter and her sweaty look was driving my boner into oblivion. As we came close to our destination she screamed out “I’m gonna piss myself” good thing she didn’t drink too much coffee this morning otherwise she already would have. Not wanting to cleanup my car seat again I decided to stop once we hit the exit a mile up the road.
Once at her car, which was left at the restaurant from last night, I began to unlock her from the cuffs. Once done she was a broken sweaty mess. Her hair had from attached from her ponytail and strands where all over her face and head. The tail itself was still there butt the scrunchy was halfway down the tail and her hair on her head was damp with sweat. She was no doubt a site to behold and by dick was on fire. Once she got her breath and bearings back she made her way into the restaurant to fix her hair and pee. Once she come out her ponytail was readjusted and her bladder was emptied. She then said to me she got really turned on walking into a public place all hot and sweaty like that. For some reason, she was totally turned on by the fact her appearance gave me a massive hard on. As I walked her to her car and opened her door she said to me “Your coming back to my house, right?” I couldn’t say no and told her “let me drop by my house and pick up a few things for few days stay and I will see you there this afternoon” She says “ok baby be careful ok” “I will” I reply.
As I prepare to leave my house I make sure to grab a special item for tonight. As Iam on the road driving back to her house I think back to last week when I first emailed her on the dating site, and we chatted all day and night that day. It was almost as if it was destiny for me and her. As I finally made my way up her drive way I called her on my cell to let her know I was outside. She acknowledges and opens the garage door for me. As it opens she walks out still in the same outfit she had on from earlier today. She helps me into her house and as I enter through her garage I smell the sweet aroma of food. She has started cooking a meatloaf and said she just put it in the oven. So, I decided to pull out my special item and prepare it for use. The item in question was my Velcro restraints. The restraints attached to both the wrists and ankles and where held together by adjustable straps, which then proceeded to coincide into one long strap that was also adjustable. I proceeded to set the restraints in place under the fold out recliner of her sectional couch. As she asked what I was doing I said to her “Getting things prepared for your continued journey into my world of tickling”. She immediately turned red in the face with a big smile and look of blushing on her face. Once dinner was ready we sat down to eat. The meatloaf was to die for. After resting up and taking our after-dinner shits, I then came up behind her in the kitchen as she was doing dishes, and slipped a very tight yet soft and comfortable mask over her eyes “Hey what are you” “shhhhhhhhh quite please it’s time for your desert”. She simply had a big smile on her lips after which I guided her over to the recliner of her sectional, and eased her into the chair. I pulled the foot rest open and out so her legs would be out in front of her lying on the foot rest. I then proceeded to attach the Velcro restraints to both her ankles, then went behind the chair and took hold of both her arms and raised them above her head. I then attached the Velcro wrist restraints to each wrist, and then pulled them behind the head of chair as best I could. I adjusted them to take the slack out of her arms so she could not pull them down. I then did the same to her ankles as well, and to make sure she was really tied town tight, I then adjusted the main center strap to take all slack out everywhere. As I stood up and admired what I saw and did, I was taken back by her outfit and beauty. She was tied up in her recliner, which was in the reclining position, and there was no way for her to get out. Arms high above head and feet straight out in front in her same shorts, spaghetti strap tank and sandals from earlier today.
To ah struck to say anything to her I started my gently caressing her from the tip of her sandal covered feet to upper thighs, and back down repeating this motion several times over. She had the biggest smile on her face and her breathing was quickly becoming faster. She tried squirming around but quickly found she was very much restrained. “you like it when I caress you like baby” “uh hu” I then bend down and start to just caress her feet. Gliding my fingers over the tops of her feet and in-between her toes I start to here giggling and light laughter. I then proceed to remove her sandals, and continue to the bottom of her feet. “Heeheeheeheeheehee” her giggles continue as stroke up and down the soles of her feet. I then bend down my head and begin to lick and suck on her toes. “uh………mmmmmmmm………ooooooooommmmmmmm that feels so weird” she says. With her toes, still in my mouth I proceed to start tickling her feet good while still sucking on her toes. “Ohhhh haahaahaahaahaahaahaa ohmmmmmmmmm heeheeheeheeheehee” “yes but you like it don’t you, and if you didn’t your laughter tells me otherwise”. She just lied there and continued to laugh out loud never once telling me to stop.
Being, not much of a foot tickler, I then proceed behind the chair where I take my fingers and start caressing down from her elbow down to her pits, and back up. Back and forth I lightly stroke her upper arms and armpits. She starts shivering with a big smile on her face and starts making quivering noises. Then I start lightly tickling her upper arms “heeheeheeheeheeheeheehaahaahaahaahaa” As I descend to her arm pits I quicken my pace along the way, forcing her to increase her laughter along the way. “haahaahaahaahaahaahaaaaaahhhhhhahahahahaha” Once I reach her pits I send new wavs of ticklish terror her way. “hahahahahahahaaaahhhhhhhaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaa oh my god Russell, ahhhhaahaahaahaahaa” “do you want me to stop” “yeeheeheeeheeeheeesssss ahhhhhhhaahaahaahaahaa”. My fingers then descend down to her sweaty chest where her nipples are beginning to show through her shirt and bra. I begin tweaking and tickling her nips making them grow bigger and harder by the second. Angelia is now screaming and going nuts. “ahhhhhhhahahahahahah sssttttooopppphahahahahahahah” “stop? But according to your nipples and laughter you are enjoying yourself, aren’t you? Come on you can say it” “nohoohoohoohoooo”. I then reach my hands down the front of her shirt and flip her chest out the top of her bra and tank. I then lean down and start sucking her right nipple while using my left hand to continue to tickle her left nipple. “mmmmmmmnooohoohoohooo mmmmmmmssssttttooooohhoohhohhohhohhohpppp aaaaahhhhhahahaaahaahaa oh my gooohooohooohohohohodddd”. Her face is a picture of sexual pleasure and happiness. “so, baby are you ready to go to the bed room” “yyyeeehhheeeheeheeheeessssss”. I immediately stop and stand back to let her catch her breath. As she is breathing, I begin removing the restraints holding her down to the chair. Once she is completely free, she rests for another minute before adjusting her chest back into her clothes. She then gets up out of the chair and grabs me by the hands, and escorts me down the hall to the bed room.
Once in the bedroom she tells me to strip down and lie flat on my back in the middle of the bed while she heads to her closet and says “Ill be right back baby”. Once I’m stripped down, I crawl up into her king size bed and lay my head down right up by the head board in the center while I wait for her to return. After a few more minutes she returns in a black low-cut spaghetti strap nightie that comes down to her upper thighs, and nothing underneath. Her big chest is just barely being contained, and I can see her nipples poking through the black material of the nightie. As my dick begins to rise, she proceeds to mount me, as we start kissing and sucking on each other’s lips. As her hips continue moving my dick begins increasing in size inside her. She then lifts her upper body and head up and puts her hands on the top of the head board for support while continuing to drive herself back and forth. As I’m digging the sensations, I stare into those now wide-open smooth armpits. Her moans begin increasing as her skin starts to shine with perspiration. Minutes after minutes pass, as she has peaked and digging the sensations. However, she doesn’t realize what she has done to her self and for me. I raise my hands up and start to grope and caress her chest making her go ballistic. As her strength wains the only thing keeping her in place is her arms which are wide open in front of me holding onto the head board. My fingers then proceed to start caressing and tickling deep into her arm pits. “jugum oooohhhhhhooooohhhhhoohhhohhnnnoohohhohohohohohohhahahahahahahahahah”. My fingers continue as my dick increases its power. “aaaaahhhhaaahaaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaaaabaaabaaaheyheyeheybeeee”. I increase the speed of both my fingers and my pumping action. “aaaaahhhhaaaahaaaahaaaaaahaaaahaaaaaoooohhhhoooohhhhhggggoooohhhooooohhoooooodddddd baaaaahheeeyeeeebeeeeeheeeeheeeheeeheeheeeehee ohhhhohhhohhohhohhokaaahaaahaaahaaahyyyeee”. We continue to gyrate for several minutes as she laughs and laughs. I watch as her chest bounces out of her nightie, and bounces around sexually. With tears streaming from her eyes head down and mouth grinning wide with laughter she is spent and done, but can’t move her arms without falling and hitting her self on the head board. As my dick shoots its package, I continue tickling her with a passion. She is lost and has nothing left but silent laughter as I continue tickling her pits. As my cock runs its course she finally grabs hold of my hands with her arms. “Ohhhohhhohhhokaahaahaahaayyy”. She then leans to her left while dismounting as I roll to my left, as she collapses on the bed. She is spent and breathing heavy. As we lie there exhausted I say to her “so still glad we met?”. She leans over, cuddles me, and says “what do you think?” we soon fall asleep.
As I lay in bed sleeping a sudden urge begins to surge through my body. My dream was either taking hold of me or someone was taking advantage of my current condition. I feel something powerful start coming to fruition. As I feel an urge to pee start to take hold of me my dream begins to drift into a sexual desire. My dream which had been a rather dull scene of me lying in bed reading a book became most sexual. The book which I was reading turned into an erotic thriller, and as I read I felt something wet begin to wrap itself around my now throbbing dick. As I lowered the book to look however there was nothing there. The urge to pee continued as my dick was become so hard, and my hormones where driving my sexuality into over drive. Suddenly the urge became too much to bear and just as my dick began to blast off my semen I awake from my dream, sort of.
My new-found friend Angelia had my big hard cock in her mouth and was pumping back and forth at a steady pace sucking and licking up what I had just done into her mouth. She had just given me an amazing blowjob, in my sleep of all things. As she releases my dick from her mouth she looks up at me and says “good morning baby, did you like your morning wakeup call” I did so but was half between awake and sleep to really say anything but “mmmmmmm”. As I rose from the bed to wake up and get my bearings I realized where I was and how I got there.
(36 hours earlier)
After an amazing first date with Angelia in which I had restrained her in my car and tickled her and her pussy, while driving her home. She had invited me in to her house, and that’s an offer I simply couldn’t refuse. Since her son was away at grandmas the house was all ours for the taking. As I followed her into her front door she immediately closes the door behind me, and as I turn to look back at her after glancing round the house she immediately grabs my head with her hands and brings me into her waiting mouth and proceeds to French me up and down. As our tongues intertwine with each other she then proceeds to taking of my clothes. I couldn’t allow that without doing the same to her so within minutes both our shoes, socks, pants, and tops where in the floor. As she pulled me to the bedroom she was so hot and wet from her experience in my car she literally threw me on the bed and mounted me so fast, that I literally didn’t have time to react. My cock is quickly inserted into her wet pussy, and she is riding me ever so fast my senses don’t have time to catch up. She is quickly moaning and calling out to me as she rides my cock into next week. “Ohhhhhh god hoo-hah yes ohhhhhhhh yes ohhhhhhhhahhhhhhhhh ahhhhuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa”. I feel her explode all over my dick inside her walls and she rolls over off me in aww. As I recover my breath and try to process what just happened I roll my head over to her and see she had worn herself out so much after everything that happened that night, that she had completely passed out into sleep. And seeing as I now had no one left awake to talk with I simply rolled over myself and caught some quick z’s before morning.
As Iam not a heavy sleeper I began to stir and wake up just as the light of the sun began to rise in the east. I raised myself out of bed and after doing my bathroom business, proceeded into the rest of the house as I did not have a chance to look it over last night. I made my way into the kitchen where I then proceeded to pull out cooking pans and food. What better way to thank Angelia for an amazing night than to make breakfast for her. As the aroma of bacon, eggs, and pancakes filtered to her bedroom she began to stir and soon after taking care of her business she came into kitchen behind me at the stove, grabbed my cock and leaned into my ear and said “good morning baby” At that time some bacon grease popped out at us. “Ah shit” we said in unison. Angelia then proceeded back to bedroom and said out to me “I’m going to shower and get dressed”. As I finished up breakfast she came back into kitchen showered smelling good and dressed. Her long light brown hair was up in a ponytail, and she had put on a white old-navy spaghetti strap tank, which as some of you know has a V type front on it which allows for cleavage to be shown. Under that she had on a strapless bra, and a pair of khaki colored short jean shorts, and brown sandals. As we finished eating I then proceeded to shower and get dressed myself. Angelia needed to go get her car and as I was the only one who could take her we made our way out, and prepared to leave. I however was not prepared to waste yet another moment. As I opened the passenger door for her I then in one swift motion produced the hand cuffs from last night’s drive and raised them up to her face and looked her square in the eyes. She knew what I wanted, but so as not to make her look so noticeably tied up in my car given the fact it was day time, I handcuffed her right hand to the passenger side door handle, and cuffed the other to the head rest bar of the driver seat to give the impression she was rubbing the back or my neck/head.
Once we were on the freeway I immediately began taking my right hand and slowly start caressing and fondling her left armpit, as it was wide open for my pleasure. “Heeheeheeheehee Russell stop heeheeheeahhhhhhhhhaahaahaahaa oh no Russell please not so hard” I quickly dug into it and got her really going. Angelia tried pulled her arm down put couldn’t budge it. She tried to pull her right arm to swat at me put it was going nowhere. She shook her head back and forth looking at me, her armpit, and to her right hand, trying to find a way out. “Ahhhaahaahaahaahaaaaaa[snort]ahhhhhahahahahahahahah[snort]ahahahaha” “Did you just snort” I said. “Yeeeesssssss ahhhhhaahaahaahaahaahaaahhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhaaaahaaaaahaaaaaa oh my god haaahaaahaaaaaa no” her laughter then went silent as I moved from her pit to her inner thigh. I continued there for a few more minutes before I slowed down and then began to start caressing and rubbing both of her legs and thighs. As she tried to get her breath back her body was become hot and moist, and sweat was starting to form on her brow and other [hard to get air] areas.
I continue to caress her legs I look over and notice two nubs that weren’t there earlier on her massive d cup chest. So, I take my hand from her legs and start to tweak her nipples, by poking, prodding and gently squeezing them into becoming more noticeable. “no stop” she says softly with a smile on her face. “ok if you want me to stop then I guess I will just have to touch something else” So I quickly began tickling her ribs and mid-section. “Ahhhahaahaahaahaahaa no I didn’t mean to keep tickling me” she said. I stopped and said to her “well if you didn’t want to be tickled then why did you allow me to handcuff you. Seems to me that anyone who allows themselves to be restrained a second time by their choice obviously has a secret fetish to be tickled, and loves it” “maybe I do” she says. “Well then shall we process” I say as I quickly grab and start squeezing her knees while trying to focus on the road. She starts up with deep laughter again while trying to pull herself free. My hand then starts it ascent back up to her thighs and gets her really going again. “Ahhhhhaahaahaahaahaa no stop not my knees haahaahaahaahaa ahhhhhhahhhhhhhahahahahahaha oh my god Russell you got to stop [snort]………. ahhhhhaaaahaaaahaaaaaa………………..ahhhhhaahaahaaa[snort]……... Russell.” As I glance over she is going in and out of bouts of silent laughter. As I stop I ask her “So is it true did you want me to tie you up and tickle you? Is that why you allowed me to secure you in my car a second time?” She replies “Yes Russell……I can’t explain it but last night driving me home was so……. amazing……I……I……I never felt anything so incredible. The loss of control, the euphoric drive of it, my bodies sexual drive from being tickled, and touched, and played with. It felt so amazing, and I have always wanted someone to give me that pleasure. I’m not into tickling like you, but I feel I want more of it, and need more of it in my life. I always liked being tickled but no one has ever really tickled me like you did. My dad and friends did, but I never said to them or allowed, or put myself in a situation for them to just dive head first in and tickle me.” So, I made a deal with her “Tell you what Angelia you let me tickle you nonstop for the rest of trip regardless of you needing me to stop for any reason, and without begging me to stop and I will do anything you want, hence forth a favor from me. So, what you say, is it a deal”. “Well considering you have me tied up seems like I have no choice but……. alright on one condition, you take me on a trip to Arkansas where I used to go camping all the time”. “Deal” I said, and immediately sent my right hand right back into her now sweaty armpits. “Ahhhhhhhahahahahahaha” with her pits now slick with sweat they had become even more sensitive and my fingers where gliding easily through them, and since we still had at least a good thirty to forty-five-minute drive ahead of us, it would be the best ride of my life.
The car was a torrent of heat, laughter, and sexual desire. Angelia’s laugh raged on and on, and her sexuality was kicking into high gear. I periodically could glance over at her from time to time. Sweat and tears now began to drip from her face and fly through the air as she jumped around in her seat. Sweat which had formed on her chest earlier was now running down into her cleavage. The top of her D sized mammaries bounced around as she did, and where wet with sweat as well. Her armpits where soaked and dripping with sweat, and had formed a dark wet shirt look in the lower portions of her armhole area. You could also see wet spots just below her chest and lower rib section. The back of her shirt in the lower back area was soaked, and her upper back was running with sweat droplets from her upper neck to the back of her bra. If it got any worse her shirt would be so soaked you would be able to see the outline of her strapless bra easily enough. The top of her thighs had a nice gleam to them, but the backs of her thighs and around her crotch where her shorts rode way high while sitting was soaked.
As we continued to our destination I knew she wouldn’t be able to take much more, but strangely enough she did. She never yelled at me to stop or got angry and mad at me because I didn’t give her any breaks accept maybe a second or too at minimum. As we continued on her laughter went from being deep and hard to silent to hard again. Back and forth it went depending on where I tickled her. As time wore on it soon became very labored and then crying like. Soon enough it turned into crying laughter and then silent crying laughter. She held on for so long I was impressed and my throbbing dick was clearly visible in my pants. Her constant laughter and her sweaty look was driving my boner into oblivion. As we came close to our destination she screamed out “I’m gonna piss myself” good thing she didn’t drink too much coffee this morning otherwise she already would have. Not wanting to cleanup my car seat again I decided to stop once we hit the exit a mile up the road.
Once at her car, which was left at the restaurant from last night, I began to unlock her from the cuffs. Once done she was a broken sweaty mess. Her hair had from attached from her ponytail and strands where all over her face and head. The tail itself was still there butt the scrunchy was halfway down the tail and her hair on her head was damp with sweat. She was no doubt a site to behold and by dick was on fire. Once she got her breath and bearings back she made her way into the restaurant to fix her hair and pee. Once she come out her ponytail was readjusted and her bladder was emptied. She then said to me she got really turned on walking into a public place all hot and sweaty like that. For some reason, she was totally turned on by the fact her appearance gave me a massive hard on. As I walked her to her car and opened her door she said to me “Your coming back to my house, right?” I couldn’t say no and told her “let me drop by my house and pick up a few things for few days stay and I will see you there this afternoon” She says “ok baby be careful ok” “I will” I reply.
As I prepare to leave my house I make sure to grab a special item for tonight. As Iam on the road driving back to her house I think back to last week when I first emailed her on the dating site, and we chatted all day and night that day. It was almost as if it was destiny for me and her. As I finally made my way up her drive way I called her on my cell to let her know I was outside. She acknowledges and opens the garage door for me. As it opens she walks out still in the same outfit she had on from earlier today. She helps me into her house and as I enter through her garage I smell the sweet aroma of food. She has started cooking a meatloaf and said she just put it in the oven. So, I decided to pull out my special item and prepare it for use. The item in question was my Velcro restraints. The restraints attached to both the wrists and ankles and where held together by adjustable straps, which then proceeded to coincide into one long strap that was also adjustable. I proceeded to set the restraints in place under the fold out recliner of her sectional couch. As she asked what I was doing I said to her “Getting things prepared for your continued journey into my world of tickling”. She immediately turned red in the face with a big smile and look of blushing on her face. Once dinner was ready we sat down to eat. The meatloaf was to die for. After resting up and taking our after-dinner shits, I then came up behind her in the kitchen as she was doing dishes, and slipped a very tight yet soft and comfortable mask over her eyes “Hey what are you” “shhhhhhhhh quite please it’s time for your desert”. She simply had a big smile on her lips after which I guided her over to the recliner of her sectional, and eased her into the chair. I pulled the foot rest open and out so her legs would be out in front of her lying on the foot rest. I then proceeded to attach the Velcro restraints to both her ankles, then went behind the chair and took hold of both her arms and raised them above her head. I then attached the Velcro wrist restraints to each wrist, and then pulled them behind the head of chair as best I could. I adjusted them to take the slack out of her arms so she could not pull them down. I then did the same to her ankles as well, and to make sure she was really tied town tight, I then adjusted the main center strap to take all slack out everywhere. As I stood up and admired what I saw and did, I was taken back by her outfit and beauty. She was tied up in her recliner, which was in the reclining position, and there was no way for her to get out. Arms high above head and feet straight out in front in her same shorts, spaghetti strap tank and sandals from earlier today.
To ah struck to say anything to her I started my gently caressing her from the tip of her sandal covered feet to upper thighs, and back down repeating this motion several times over. She had the biggest smile on her face and her breathing was quickly becoming faster. She tried squirming around but quickly found she was very much restrained. “you like it when I caress you like baby” “uh hu” I then bend down and start to just caress her feet. Gliding my fingers over the tops of her feet and in-between her toes I start to here giggling and light laughter. I then proceed to remove her sandals, and continue to the bottom of her feet. “Heeheeheeheeheehee” her giggles continue as stroke up and down the soles of her feet. I then bend down my head and begin to lick and suck on her toes. “uh………mmmmmmmm………ooooooooommmmmmmm that feels so weird” she says. With her toes, still in my mouth I proceed to start tickling her feet good while still sucking on her toes. “Ohhhh haahaahaahaahaahaahaa ohmmmmmmmmm heeheeheeheeheehee” “yes but you like it don’t you, and if you didn’t your laughter tells me otherwise”. She just lied there and continued to laugh out loud never once telling me to stop.
Being, not much of a foot tickler, I then proceed behind the chair where I take my fingers and start caressing down from her elbow down to her pits, and back up. Back and forth I lightly stroke her upper arms and armpits. She starts shivering with a big smile on her face and starts making quivering noises. Then I start lightly tickling her upper arms “heeheeheeheeheeheeheehaahaahaahaahaa” As I descend to her arm pits I quicken my pace along the way, forcing her to increase her laughter along the way. “haahaahaahaahaahaahaaaaaahhhhhhahahahahaha” Once I reach her pits I send new wavs of ticklish terror her way. “hahahahahahahaaaahhhhhhhaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaa oh my god Russell, ahhhhaahaahaahaahaa” “do you want me to stop” “yeeheeheeeheeeheeesssss ahhhhhhhaahaahaahaahaa”. My fingers then descend down to her sweaty chest where her nipples are beginning to show through her shirt and bra. I begin tweaking and tickling her nips making them grow bigger and harder by the second. Angelia is now screaming and going nuts. “ahhhhhhhahahahahahah sssttttooopppphahahahahahahah” “stop? But according to your nipples and laughter you are enjoying yourself, aren’t you? Come on you can say it” “nohoohoohoohoooo”. I then reach my hands down the front of her shirt and flip her chest out the top of her bra and tank. I then lean down and start sucking her right nipple while using my left hand to continue to tickle her left nipple. “mmmmmmmnooohoohoohooo mmmmmmmssssttttooooohhoohhohhohhohhohpppp aaaaahhhhhahahaaahaahaa oh my gooohooohooohohohohodddd”. Her face is a picture of sexual pleasure and happiness. “so, baby are you ready to go to the bed room” “yyyeeehhheeeheeheeheeessssss”. I immediately stop and stand back to let her catch her breath. As she is breathing, I begin removing the restraints holding her down to the chair. Once she is completely free, she rests for another minute before adjusting her chest back into her clothes. She then gets up out of the chair and grabs me by the hands, and escorts me down the hall to the bed room.
Once in the bedroom she tells me to strip down and lie flat on my back in the middle of the bed while she heads to her closet and says “Ill be right back baby”. Once I’m stripped down, I crawl up into her king size bed and lay my head down right up by the head board in the center while I wait for her to return. After a few more minutes she returns in a black low-cut spaghetti strap nightie that comes down to her upper thighs, and nothing underneath. Her big chest is just barely being contained, and I can see her nipples poking through the black material of the nightie. As my dick begins to rise, she proceeds to mount me, as we start kissing and sucking on each other’s lips. As her hips continue moving my dick begins increasing in size inside her. She then lifts her upper body and head up and puts her hands on the top of the head board for support while continuing to drive herself back and forth. As I’m digging the sensations, I stare into those now wide-open smooth armpits. Her moans begin increasing as her skin starts to shine with perspiration. Minutes after minutes pass, as she has peaked and digging the sensations. However, she doesn’t realize what she has done to her self and for me. I raise my hands up and start to grope and caress her chest making her go ballistic. As her strength wains the only thing keeping her in place is her arms which are wide open in front of me holding onto the head board. My fingers then proceed to start caressing and tickling deep into her arm pits. “jugum oooohhhhhhooooohhhhhoohhhohhnnnoohohhohohohohohohhahahahahahahahahah”. My fingers continue as my dick increases its power. “aaaaahhhhaaahaaahaahaahaahaahaahaahaaaabaaabaaaheyheyeheybeeee”. I increase the speed of both my fingers and my pumping action. “aaaaahhhhaaaahaaaahaaaaaahaaaahaaaaaoooohhhhoooohhhhhggggoooohhhooooohhoooooodddddd baaaaahheeeyeeeebeeeeeheeeeheeeheeeheeheeeehee ohhhhohhhohhohhohhokaaahaaahaaahaaahyyyeee”. We continue to gyrate for several minutes as she laughs and laughs. I watch as her chest bounces out of her nightie, and bounces around sexually. With tears streaming from her eyes head down and mouth grinning wide with laughter she is spent and done, but can’t move her arms without falling and hitting her self on the head board. As my dick shoots its package, I continue tickling her with a passion. She is lost and has nothing left but silent laughter as I continue tickling her pits. As my cock runs its course she finally grabs hold of my hands with her arms. “Ohhhohhhohhhokaahaahaahaayyy”. She then leans to her left while dismounting as I roll to my left, as she collapses on the bed. She is spent and breathing heavy. As we lie there exhausted I say to her “so still glad we met?”. She leans over, cuddles me, and says “what do you think?” we soon fall asleep.
