In N.Y.C. on a business trip recently I visited a comedy bar off Times Square so not far from the apartment which we stay in whilst over in the Big Apple, since company execs regularly attend meetings there, it's figured cheaper having the apartment than hotel bills and I like it as it affords privacy. I then went out on the hunt for a victim having prepared everything; invariably I strike lucky even if hiring a male escort to have fun with! Anyway sensing I would be saving $ as in the bar was a guy who was pretty drunk and caught my attention as he was laughing hard but had a silent laugh which intrigued me and I decided I was going to have fun with him and he drunk enough for him to only have fuzzy memories of the event!
I waited until the final act had finished and seen him drinking steadily throughout the 2 hour show and for the last 20 mins of it I having told him that he would be okay, I would see him safe and he nodding wearing a silly grin. I guess in his early 30's so ten years my jnr about and anyway after the show; caught a cab to the apartment and soon he was prepared by me for playtime. Secured to the bed and blindfold, his resistance to my stripping the 6' guy having proven futile in the state he was in and had begun removing his black loafer shoes and lightly stroking each black sole had got an instant reaction from him which sealed his ticklish fate.
Stripped to his underwear and socks and then blindfold; once first secured to the bed and my telling him that there was nothing to worry over, I just wanted fun with him and ever so slowly ran my fingers in a spider slow motion on the socked soles and having initially reacted with "What the fuck hahhahahahaha" was soon in his silent laughter mode. I told him that drunk or not he clearly being super-sensitive on his feet and smiled as he squirmed in the bondage he was trapped by as I told him how male ticklish feet were my thing and began sniffing the length of each socked foot and saying they smelling like feet having additional appeal for me and he reacting clearly not enjoying this happening and that realisation exciting me more. I told him his socked feet so warm and sweaty as I sucked on his socked toes, one foot after the other and simultaneously stroked each socked sole.
Wearing thin nylon socks I loved the feel of his toes wiggling in my mouth assaulted by my tongue and he being completely vulnerable and under my control, his feet flinching wonderfully as I was slowly stroking along each socked sole from heels to toes and compounding his misery saying I knew how he clearly didn't care for his feet being touched at all but his problem as his socked feet being exposed to me and soon enough so his bare feet would be and I lightly stroked each socked sole.
"HAHAHAHEHEE HAHAHAHA THIS ISN’T FUCKIN' FUNNY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP HAHAHAHA!” he pleaded in ticklish agony as my fingers caressed over his socked feet and I teased him having such a weakness and one so easily exploited as I was doing and told him that his laughter and especially his silent laughter was an invitation for me to tickle torture his feet as massaging them; telling him how amazingly soft they felt to the touch. Up n' down the length of his size 11 soles my fingers teased every nerve ending in the soles of his feet which he responded to happening perfectly as the experienced stimulation resulted in him squirming on the bed and clearly with the desire, want and need to escape.
I engaged in massaging his socked feet and fondling them and all the while telling him that they felt so warm and moist and smelled awesome, succeeding as intended in making him feel all the more vulnerable and remarking on his wedding ring and teasing him that perhaps his feet being somewhere his wife didn't touch as my fingers caressed his extremely ticklish soles as I stroked along the centre of each of his soles seeing his toes curl reflexively making me smile.
"You really don't like this do you, a stranger touching your feet as I don't even know your name, not that it matters I teased and you don't know mine but it's not important but what is being your feet are ticklish; super ticklish and I guess embarrassed and feeling humiliated knowing my fun with your feet has just started!"
The guy whoozy from alcohol was moaning as my massage continued and then I indulged in tickling his right socked foot all over the sole, the heel and his toes and then did the same to his left foot and then both feet simultaneously so he was laughing really hard but the silent laugh that was so amusing to see. Both feet wriggling and socked toes wiggling as clearly it's being unbearably ticklish but his laughter more or less silent! Menacingly I told him his feet very warm needed cooling down and slowly slid each sock of his feet and even trying to clamp his socked toes to stop me proving futile as I lightly stroked socked soles saying he best give up trying to stop me baring his feet.
Once socks off I initially engaging in having a good long sniff of them, brushing my nose up n' down the length of each sole and then licked along his right sole up to his toes and down again to his heel and up n' down again and again slowly and deliberately sensually and saying my guessing a first time experience having his feet seduced and especially by another guy which clearly upset him as he expressed expletives to me which people can imagine and my telling him to calm down as I drew my nails the length of each saliva lubed sole and sensing his arches being very sensitive, I lightly stroked there on each foot before driving him berserk sliding my tongue in between each of his toes and simultaneously caressed his soles and sucked on his toes and delighted in them wiggling inside my mouth!
"NOOO STOOP NOOOHAHAHHAPLEASEHAHHANOOO!" he reacted in slightly louder laughter as his soles wrinkled as I again lightly stroked his toes and held his toes so they could not clamp down and making each sole taut and tickled the balls of each of his feet so delivering an even more intense tickle resulting in even more frenzied waves of laughter from him and again stroked his arches making him wanted to kick out this tickling so terribly as I told him he shouldn't get drunk and picked up by strangers! The verbal teasing adding to his torment being so helpless, so vulnerable!
His breathing becoming heavier being so incredibly ticklish all over his feet, every nerve ending in the soles of his feet responding to my experienced, tortuous touch and immobile heightening his vulnerability and told him he not the first man tickled on his feet by me as clearly he fully realised as I am a proficient tickler but he being certainly one of the most ticklish and he as I told him having no choice but to suffer and take it as I continued the tickle attack! Such hopelessly ticklish feet and mine to tickle I told him but from under the bed retrieving the feather and slowly teasing him sliding it in between each of his toes and he becoming more and more ticklish. Then gripping the toes of a foot so the sole taut I then drew the quill end of it along the length of it and what an instant reaction, increased laughter but silent again. His body shaking though, no mistaking that he was in ticklish hell and light touches seemed the more effective on him for sure!
I then stopped and licked them all over again and saying they tasting so raunchy and smelling so ripe they being addictive so it going to be a long night! I then used a tickle tool that I rarely do except on the most ticklish victims and this being an artists brush and on the right ticklee, drawn slowly over each bare sole and along the bridge of the toes and in between each toe as he proved to me being excruciatingly ticklish and for the tickler needing so litttle effort which is a bonus and conserves energy for more hardcore tickling! After the light tickles then the colourless and tasteless oil being applied to his feet and the sonicare and it's spinning bristles applied, I prefer this to using a hairbrush as find it much more effective as the bristles slide up n' down the bare soles with ease, an horrendous torture and verbally my telling him the thrill I get tickle torturing men's feet; teasing and tormenting him in words and action!
He went completely nuts, his laughter was insane and gasping as he lost any control! I ignoring the begging which he indulged in doing when laughter permitted and then not wanting him to be breathless stopped and indulged again in licking up n' down the soles of his feet and sucking and nibbling on his toes. Remember his being drunk he feeling the sensations and reacting to them but light headed and whoozy totally under my control; no real fight in him but resigned to endurance of clearly something he's never invite himself receiving as I delighted in impressing on him when stopping and allowing him a reprieve from the tickles.
"You are so horribly ticklish, this must be horrendous for you and not what you expected happening tonight or should I say as now 2am this morning but the perfect location for it; here in the city that never sleeps and you a New Yorker who certainly won't be tonight!"
My taking a guess he was in his home city and not correcting me guessed he was but the added fun for me being we being anonymous so knowing nothing about each other except that I knew his being hyper-ticklish everywhere on his feet and guessed all over his body but not bothered in finding out as feet are my thing and I having two perfect ones at my disposal. Later I would feather tickle his balls and dick, inner thighs so that he shot his load but because having cum guy's feet even more ticklish!
I then indulged in dragging my nails up and down his soles and making small circles in the arches of each foot as I indulged in sniffing their rich, masculine aroma, smellling up n' down each sole before resuming in licking the length of them and sliding my tongue in between each of his toes and verbally taunting him saying his feet being so ticklish; so super ticklish and loving seeing his toes curling as I indulged again in lightly stroking the soles and after saliva lubing them both again gliding my fingers along them and slipping in between and under his saliva lubed toes and the balls of his feet. The tickling stopped and a firm massage of his feet engaged in and then resuming the tickling and one hand stroking the sole of each foot and simultaneously my other hand stroking the top of the same foot and magnifying his ticklishness!
Again stroking the arches of his feet then massaging them and again using my mouth on them which seemed to be the most uncomfortable sensation for him and I guessed because particularly it was another man's lips lickling his soles and suckling his toes and driving him crazy! He couldn't stop shaking and laughing as my fingers tickled his mega sensitive soles and toes but could not resist sawing the feather in between his toes again and then inspite of protests I pulled his underwear down and teased his dick with the feather and he unable to stop giggling and moaning as I told him I needing him to shoot his load as then being impossibly ticklish on his feet and stroked his balls lightly and then his dick again!
I was mean though and incorporating stroking his inner thighs with the feather as well as his dick and balls I edged him until he was about ready to cum and then stopped and returned to his feet and ran my fingers all over them and would then alternate between using the feather to torment his balls and dick or engage my hands in jerking him and employing different kinds of grips and speeds to drive him ballistic and spurred on by his moaning before again stopping and torture tickling his feet again and telling him edging straight guys being particularly fun as my tongue would again lick the length of his feet and my mouth afford his toes an oral workout driving him insane!
My taunting him asking him if he wanted me to stop tickling his feet and apologising for his feet being so ticklish and saying this reality making it impossible for me to do so as they were too tempting to tickle and smiling seeng him thrashing around on the bed he doing all he could to escape the tickling but with no success as I fluctuated between licking and stroking his soles and jerking him off so he indulging in laughter and moans as I told him he was completely in my control and so the hours continued until I did jerk him off but then he was tortuously ticklish all over his feet so the finale was my indulgence in them until he thoroughly tickled and lickled out and exhausted!
An hour later and he having been injected with the Blebbistatin earlier I was confident he would only have vague memories of the experience as I told him he'd crashed out at my place and he accepting I had suggested at the bar the previous night as he being too drunk to drive he staying with me and he'd agreed and still no names exchanged he left thanking me for my hospitality and wearing his loafer shoes but forgetting his socks; I smiled imagining him wondering why he was sockless and finding the feather inside his jacket pocket! A day later my smiling as the B.A 747 was taking off from J.F.K. back to London and my knowing I was leaving the company a month later; moving to Berlin, Germany for a new job!
I waited until the final act had finished and seen him drinking steadily throughout the 2 hour show and for the last 20 mins of it I having told him that he would be okay, I would see him safe and he nodding wearing a silly grin. I guess in his early 30's so ten years my jnr about and anyway after the show; caught a cab to the apartment and soon he was prepared by me for playtime. Secured to the bed and blindfold, his resistance to my stripping the 6' guy having proven futile in the state he was in and had begun removing his black loafer shoes and lightly stroking each black sole had got an instant reaction from him which sealed his ticklish fate.
Stripped to his underwear and socks and then blindfold; once first secured to the bed and my telling him that there was nothing to worry over, I just wanted fun with him and ever so slowly ran my fingers in a spider slow motion on the socked soles and having initially reacted with "What the fuck hahhahahahaha" was soon in his silent laughter mode. I told him that drunk or not he clearly being super-sensitive on his feet and smiled as he squirmed in the bondage he was trapped by as I told him how male ticklish feet were my thing and began sniffing the length of each socked foot and saying they smelling like feet having additional appeal for me and he reacting clearly not enjoying this happening and that realisation exciting me more. I told him his socked feet so warm and sweaty as I sucked on his socked toes, one foot after the other and simultaneously stroked each socked sole.
Wearing thin nylon socks I loved the feel of his toes wiggling in my mouth assaulted by my tongue and he being completely vulnerable and under my control, his feet flinching wonderfully as I was slowly stroking along each socked sole from heels to toes and compounding his misery saying I knew how he clearly didn't care for his feet being touched at all but his problem as his socked feet being exposed to me and soon enough so his bare feet would be and I lightly stroked each socked sole.
"HAHAHAHEHEE HAHAHAHA THIS ISN’T FUCKIN' FUNNY HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP HAHAHAHA!” he pleaded in ticklish agony as my fingers caressed over his socked feet and I teased him having such a weakness and one so easily exploited as I was doing and told him that his laughter and especially his silent laughter was an invitation for me to tickle torture his feet as massaging them; telling him how amazingly soft they felt to the touch. Up n' down the length of his size 11 soles my fingers teased every nerve ending in the soles of his feet which he responded to happening perfectly as the experienced stimulation resulted in him squirming on the bed and clearly with the desire, want and need to escape.
I engaged in massaging his socked feet and fondling them and all the while telling him that they felt so warm and moist and smelled awesome, succeeding as intended in making him feel all the more vulnerable and remarking on his wedding ring and teasing him that perhaps his feet being somewhere his wife didn't touch as my fingers caressed his extremely ticklish soles as I stroked along the centre of each of his soles seeing his toes curl reflexively making me smile.
"You really don't like this do you, a stranger touching your feet as I don't even know your name, not that it matters I teased and you don't know mine but it's not important but what is being your feet are ticklish; super ticklish and I guess embarrassed and feeling humiliated knowing my fun with your feet has just started!"
The guy whoozy from alcohol was moaning as my massage continued and then I indulged in tickling his right socked foot all over the sole, the heel and his toes and then did the same to his left foot and then both feet simultaneously so he was laughing really hard but the silent laugh that was so amusing to see. Both feet wriggling and socked toes wiggling as clearly it's being unbearably ticklish but his laughter more or less silent! Menacingly I told him his feet very warm needed cooling down and slowly slid each sock of his feet and even trying to clamp his socked toes to stop me proving futile as I lightly stroked socked soles saying he best give up trying to stop me baring his feet.
Once socks off I initially engaging in having a good long sniff of them, brushing my nose up n' down the length of each sole and then licked along his right sole up to his toes and down again to his heel and up n' down again and again slowly and deliberately sensually and saying my guessing a first time experience having his feet seduced and especially by another guy which clearly upset him as he expressed expletives to me which people can imagine and my telling him to calm down as I drew my nails the length of each saliva lubed sole and sensing his arches being very sensitive, I lightly stroked there on each foot before driving him berserk sliding my tongue in between each of his toes and simultaneously caressed his soles and sucked on his toes and delighted in them wiggling inside my mouth!
"NOOO STOOP NOOOHAHAHHAPLEASEHAHHANOOO!" he reacted in slightly louder laughter as his soles wrinkled as I again lightly stroked his toes and held his toes so they could not clamp down and making each sole taut and tickled the balls of each of his feet so delivering an even more intense tickle resulting in even more frenzied waves of laughter from him and again stroked his arches making him wanted to kick out this tickling so terribly as I told him he shouldn't get drunk and picked up by strangers! The verbal teasing adding to his torment being so helpless, so vulnerable!
His breathing becoming heavier being so incredibly ticklish all over his feet, every nerve ending in the soles of his feet responding to my experienced, tortuous touch and immobile heightening his vulnerability and told him he not the first man tickled on his feet by me as clearly he fully realised as I am a proficient tickler but he being certainly one of the most ticklish and he as I told him having no choice but to suffer and take it as I continued the tickle attack! Such hopelessly ticklish feet and mine to tickle I told him but from under the bed retrieving the feather and slowly teasing him sliding it in between each of his toes and he becoming more and more ticklish. Then gripping the toes of a foot so the sole taut I then drew the quill end of it along the length of it and what an instant reaction, increased laughter but silent again. His body shaking though, no mistaking that he was in ticklish hell and light touches seemed the more effective on him for sure!
I then stopped and licked them all over again and saying they tasting so raunchy and smelling so ripe they being addictive so it going to be a long night! I then used a tickle tool that I rarely do except on the most ticklish victims and this being an artists brush and on the right ticklee, drawn slowly over each bare sole and along the bridge of the toes and in between each toe as he proved to me being excruciatingly ticklish and for the tickler needing so litttle effort which is a bonus and conserves energy for more hardcore tickling! After the light tickles then the colourless and tasteless oil being applied to his feet and the sonicare and it's spinning bristles applied, I prefer this to using a hairbrush as find it much more effective as the bristles slide up n' down the bare soles with ease, an horrendous torture and verbally my telling him the thrill I get tickle torturing men's feet; teasing and tormenting him in words and action!
He went completely nuts, his laughter was insane and gasping as he lost any control! I ignoring the begging which he indulged in doing when laughter permitted and then not wanting him to be breathless stopped and indulged again in licking up n' down the soles of his feet and sucking and nibbling on his toes. Remember his being drunk he feeling the sensations and reacting to them but light headed and whoozy totally under my control; no real fight in him but resigned to endurance of clearly something he's never invite himself receiving as I delighted in impressing on him when stopping and allowing him a reprieve from the tickles.
"You are so horribly ticklish, this must be horrendous for you and not what you expected happening tonight or should I say as now 2am this morning but the perfect location for it; here in the city that never sleeps and you a New Yorker who certainly won't be tonight!"
My taking a guess he was in his home city and not correcting me guessed he was but the added fun for me being we being anonymous so knowing nothing about each other except that I knew his being hyper-ticklish everywhere on his feet and guessed all over his body but not bothered in finding out as feet are my thing and I having two perfect ones at my disposal. Later I would feather tickle his balls and dick, inner thighs so that he shot his load but because having cum guy's feet even more ticklish!
I then indulged in dragging my nails up and down his soles and making small circles in the arches of each foot as I indulged in sniffing their rich, masculine aroma, smellling up n' down each sole before resuming in licking the length of them and sliding my tongue in between each of his toes and verbally taunting him saying his feet being so ticklish; so super ticklish and loving seeing his toes curling as I indulged again in lightly stroking the soles and after saliva lubing them both again gliding my fingers along them and slipping in between and under his saliva lubed toes and the balls of his feet. The tickling stopped and a firm massage of his feet engaged in and then resuming the tickling and one hand stroking the sole of each foot and simultaneously my other hand stroking the top of the same foot and magnifying his ticklishness!
Again stroking the arches of his feet then massaging them and again using my mouth on them which seemed to be the most uncomfortable sensation for him and I guessed because particularly it was another man's lips lickling his soles and suckling his toes and driving him crazy! He couldn't stop shaking and laughing as my fingers tickled his mega sensitive soles and toes but could not resist sawing the feather in between his toes again and then inspite of protests I pulled his underwear down and teased his dick with the feather and he unable to stop giggling and moaning as I told him I needing him to shoot his load as then being impossibly ticklish on his feet and stroked his balls lightly and then his dick again!
I was mean though and incorporating stroking his inner thighs with the feather as well as his dick and balls I edged him until he was about ready to cum and then stopped and returned to his feet and ran my fingers all over them and would then alternate between using the feather to torment his balls and dick or engage my hands in jerking him and employing different kinds of grips and speeds to drive him ballistic and spurred on by his moaning before again stopping and torture tickling his feet again and telling him edging straight guys being particularly fun as my tongue would again lick the length of his feet and my mouth afford his toes an oral workout driving him insane!
My taunting him asking him if he wanted me to stop tickling his feet and apologising for his feet being so ticklish and saying this reality making it impossible for me to do so as they were too tempting to tickle and smiling seeng him thrashing around on the bed he doing all he could to escape the tickling but with no success as I fluctuated between licking and stroking his soles and jerking him off so he indulging in laughter and moans as I told him he was completely in my control and so the hours continued until I did jerk him off but then he was tortuously ticklish all over his feet so the finale was my indulgence in them until he thoroughly tickled and lickled out and exhausted!
An hour later and he having been injected with the Blebbistatin earlier I was confident he would only have vague memories of the experience as I told him he'd crashed out at my place and he accepting I had suggested at the bar the previous night as he being too drunk to drive he staying with me and he'd agreed and still no names exchanged he left thanking me for my hospitality and wearing his loafer shoes but forgetting his socks; I smiled imagining him wondering why he was sockless and finding the feather inside his jacket pocket! A day later my smiling as the B.A 747 was taking off from J.F.K. back to London and my knowing I was leaving the company a month later; moving to Berlin, Germany for a new job!
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