Tickle_Mistress
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Dion and Ophelia's wedding was an celebration for all the gods and goddess in the relm. Dion and Ophelia were led to their wedding chamber by Odisa and Milaga, the god and goddess of Love and merriement. Once in thier chamber, they were expected to "consumate "their wedding vows.
Dion laid Ophelia down on the bed and gently stripped off her clothing. She lay anked on the bed, her skin pure and glistening. Her feet were small with perfectly shaped toes. Her legs wre long and muscular. Her tummy was firm wht a small belly button, but inside was deep and sensitve. Her breasts were firmm with soft, pink nipples. Dion smiled as he took in her beauty. He took soft ropes and began to tie her wrists over her head, exposing delicate and deep underarms, and her ribcage. He spread her legs apart and tied her bare feet to the posts on the footboard. Then he stripped his clothng off, his chisled body in Ophelia's full view.
from a basket on the floor, Dion plucked several feathers of varying sizes and colors. He whispered into Ophelia's ear. She looked at him, almost pleading him not to do what she knew had to be done.
Dion took a goose feather and began stroking over her firm belly. Ophelia's belly began to jerk spasmoticly,as thefeather touched it. She giggled as the feather danced over her belly and along the rimof her belly button. Dion took another feather and began ticklng across her waistline and down their sides. Ophelia's body wriggled as she began giggling harder. Dion let the feathers fall frm his hands as he used his fingertips to tickled her. Ophelia's naked body arched and bounced and her giggling turned to hard laughter. Dion let his hands and fingers ticle up her ribs and into her ticklish underarms. She tried to fight off is "attack", but coulded. Dion grabbed a feather and began to ticle under her breasts. Ophelia had always been more ticklish on her breasts and she shrieked as Dion began to slowl tickle under each frim breast. Then he let the feathers twirl along the sides of each breast. Al the while, Ophelia trhashed and bellowed frenzed laughter.As Dion drew the ticly feathers down the tops of her breasts, he began to feel himslef becoming arroused. He let the featehrs dance over her ticklsih nipples, hardened by her ticklishness and the touch of his mishcievious feathers.
Ophelia's body was bucking as the feathers danced ovr and under her firm and very ticklish beasts. She felt herself becoming arroused and her bucking became more rythmic. Dion took a long feather an dbegan tickling up her inner thighs and into her most private of places. while Dion was ticklng Ophlelia to climax, he didn;t hear Mysta, Ophelia's lady in waitng enter the room. She was there on Ophelia's behalf to tikcle Dion. As Ophelia's body shuddered in orgasmic pleasure, Mystra took a soft brush and began tickling Dion.
She playfully stroked the brush along thenacks of his thighs and over hisbare butt. He laughed and giggled like a school boy as the brush danced over his inner thighs. Mysta took the brush and tickled dion'd genitals, noe hard from arrousal. He giggled and moaned as Mysta swirled the brush between is ticklish balls and over his swollen penis. He heaved his hips rythmicly as his laughter turned into frenzed giggles with moans mixed in. He slid himself not Ophelia as shuddered as Mysta kept ticklng him. the two gods became intertwined and bucked up and down til they let out loud moans. Mysta began ticklng both Dion and Ophelia to orgasm. Once the two separated, they lay in each other's arms, Ophelia runing her nails over dion's bare chest and Dion softly giggling til the two fell into a deep sleep.
Dion laid Ophelia down on the bed and gently stripped off her clothing. She lay anked on the bed, her skin pure and glistening. Her feet were small with perfectly shaped toes. Her legs wre long and muscular. Her tummy was firm wht a small belly button, but inside was deep and sensitve. Her breasts were firmm with soft, pink nipples. Dion smiled as he took in her beauty. He took soft ropes and began to tie her wrists over her head, exposing delicate and deep underarms, and her ribcage. He spread her legs apart and tied her bare feet to the posts on the footboard. Then he stripped his clothng off, his chisled body in Ophelia's full view.
from a basket on the floor, Dion plucked several feathers of varying sizes and colors. He whispered into Ophelia's ear. She looked at him, almost pleading him not to do what she knew had to be done.
Dion took a goose feather and began stroking over her firm belly. Ophelia's belly began to jerk spasmoticly,as thefeather touched it. She giggled as the feather danced over her belly and along the rimof her belly button. Dion took another feather and began ticklng across her waistline and down their sides. Ophelia's body wriggled as she began giggling harder. Dion let the feathers fall frm his hands as he used his fingertips to tickled her. Ophelia's naked body arched and bounced and her giggling turned to hard laughter. Dion let his hands and fingers ticle up her ribs and into her ticklish underarms. She tried to fight off is "attack", but coulded. Dion grabbed a feather and began to ticle under her breasts. Ophelia had always been more ticklish on her breasts and she shrieked as Dion began to slowl tickle under each frim breast. Then he let the feathers twirl along the sides of each breast. Al the while, Ophelia trhashed and bellowed frenzed laughter.As Dion drew the ticly feathers down the tops of her breasts, he began to feel himslef becoming arroused. He let the featehrs dance over her ticklsih nipples, hardened by her ticklishness and the touch of his mishcievious feathers.
Ophelia's body was bucking as the feathers danced ovr and under her firm and very ticklish beasts. She felt herself becoming arroused and her bucking became more rythmic. Dion took a long feather an dbegan tickling up her inner thighs and into her most private of places. while Dion was ticklng Ophlelia to climax, he didn;t hear Mysta, Ophelia's lady in waitng enter the room. She was there on Ophelia's behalf to tikcle Dion. As Ophelia's body shuddered in orgasmic pleasure, Mystra took a soft brush and began tickling Dion.
She playfully stroked the brush along thenacks of his thighs and over hisbare butt. He laughed and giggled like a school boy as the brush danced over his inner thighs. Mysta took the brush and tickled dion'd genitals, noe hard from arrousal. He giggled and moaned as Mysta swirled the brush between is ticklish balls and over his swollen penis. He heaved his hips rythmicly as his laughter turned into frenzed giggles with moans mixed in. He slid himself not Ophelia as shuddered as Mysta kept ticklng him. the two gods became intertwined and bucked up and down til they let out loud moans. Mysta began ticklng both Dion and Ophelia to orgasm. Once the two separated, they lay in each other's arms, Ophelia runing her nails over dion's bare chest and Dion softly giggling til the two fell into a deep sleep.
