SlaverTickler
09-09-2001, 07:52 PM
Sara Ashley Returns
By SlaverTickler
It was Saturday night, September 8th, when I saw Sara again. The last time we saw each other it had been at a club called Features, this time it was Fillmores. The crowd wasn't very good there, and Sara told me it had been that way all week. I was at the club with my friend Tony, he's not into tickling but he knows it's my fetish. Last time I told the sexy feature I was going to bring cuffs, but she told me their was no way she'd let me put hand-cuffs on her. She mentioned silk scarves, but I wasn't able to get any not that it would stop me.
The busty dancer had just finished her second show. She'd done a Victorian kind of thing where she wore and old fashioned ballroom gown with a white mask/ For you leg guys she had on white thigh high stalkings with matching panties (that I had the fortune of seeing very close). She danced her heart out, and me and my friend cheered her on. Unfortunetly Tony went to crash in his car while I stuck around.
After the show Sara put on a sexy little red dress, and signed pin-ups. When she was done I gave her a copy of the first story, and some pictures of Russle Crowe who she lusts after. She realy liked the naked pic I had come across in and issue of Celebrity Skin, and I'm sure she's found them very inspirational in times of need. After we talked for a bit I asked her if she wanted her shooter (which I call a Sara Ashley Special) she said yes and that she wanted a Tequila Rose. I found the Shooter Girl and asked her if she could get the shooter, she had to go to the bar and make it up, so I told her where to meet me.
I whent back to Miss Ashley and told her I needed to warm up before the girl brought over the drink. Sara swung around in her chair so I could squat on her lap and I began to give her a lap dance. She was realy into it as she wiggled around underneath me. I rubbed against her sizeable breasts and she comented on how hard I was getting, and thats when I began tickling her sides.
"Ahhhg!" Sara said, bouncing under me, "No no no...hahahahaha!"
She wiggled so much that the chair we were sitting on almost fell over, fortunately we were by a staircase so I could grab the banister with one hand and tickle her with the other. When she tried to tickle back (which I love) I pinned her arms between my knees and her hips. When she tried to tickle the backs of my legs I squeazed her knees, which sent her in to hysterics. She has such a great lagh and gorgeouse smile that I could have tortured her like that forever.
As she bucked and jerked for freedom, I wiggled my fingers all over her sides, and on her firm belly. She screamed that I was making her sweat (it was 26*C that night). Her pleas for mercy caused me to tickle her even more. She seemed even more sensitive then last time, not that I minded.
"No more please." she giggled as I gently kissed her cheek and neck, "Your so nasty." she continued, "you a bad boy."
Feeling a little daring, I stared stroking her ribs near her breast.
Ever so discretely I slipped my finger onto the outer part of her breasts, just were they meet her sides. She squealed, and I could feel her body trembling from the laughter that came from her firm body. If she'd known any goverment secrets...she'd have told me everthing. She was so desperate to get away she even bit me on my chest, but it was more like playful nibbling.
I was having a blast when the shooter girl showed up. I got the special drink, and began to rub the tip of the vile against her cheek. I poured a little bit of the beverage into her mouth, and told her it was a teaser. I stroked the vile over her left boob, finding her nipple through the material (she liked that I think), and she mentioned that it was a little cold when I brushed it across the upper part of her tits witch were not covered. Eventually I poured it into her mouth, and she gave head to the vile like before. Then I went back to tormenting her with tickling.
The End
Be sure to check out www.saraashley.com Sara told me that she'd been getting a bunch of E-Mails and thinks some of it's because of my other story. I hope you guys liked this one. Remeber to always treat the girls with respect when you go to the club.
By SlaverTickler
It was Saturday night, September 8th, when I saw Sara again. The last time we saw each other it had been at a club called Features, this time it was Fillmores. The crowd wasn't very good there, and Sara told me it had been that way all week. I was at the club with my friend Tony, he's not into tickling but he knows it's my fetish. Last time I told the sexy feature I was going to bring cuffs, but she told me their was no way she'd let me put hand-cuffs on her. She mentioned silk scarves, but I wasn't able to get any not that it would stop me.
The busty dancer had just finished her second show. She'd done a Victorian kind of thing where she wore and old fashioned ballroom gown with a white mask/ For you leg guys she had on white thigh high stalkings with matching panties (that I had the fortune of seeing very close). She danced her heart out, and me and my friend cheered her on. Unfortunetly Tony went to crash in his car while I stuck around.
After the show Sara put on a sexy little red dress, and signed pin-ups. When she was done I gave her a copy of the first story, and some pictures of Russle Crowe who she lusts after. She realy liked the naked pic I had come across in and issue of Celebrity Skin, and I'm sure she's found them very inspirational in times of need. After we talked for a bit I asked her if she wanted her shooter (which I call a Sara Ashley Special) she said yes and that she wanted a Tequila Rose. I found the Shooter Girl and asked her if she could get the shooter, she had to go to the bar and make it up, so I told her where to meet me.
I whent back to Miss Ashley and told her I needed to warm up before the girl brought over the drink. Sara swung around in her chair so I could squat on her lap and I began to give her a lap dance. She was realy into it as she wiggled around underneath me. I rubbed against her sizeable breasts and she comented on how hard I was getting, and thats when I began tickling her sides.
"Ahhhg!" Sara said, bouncing under me, "No no no...hahahahaha!"
She wiggled so much that the chair we were sitting on almost fell over, fortunately we were by a staircase so I could grab the banister with one hand and tickle her with the other. When she tried to tickle back (which I love) I pinned her arms between my knees and her hips. When she tried to tickle the backs of my legs I squeazed her knees, which sent her in to hysterics. She has such a great lagh and gorgeouse smile that I could have tortured her like that forever.
As she bucked and jerked for freedom, I wiggled my fingers all over her sides, and on her firm belly. She screamed that I was making her sweat (it was 26*C that night). Her pleas for mercy caused me to tickle her even more. She seemed even more sensitive then last time, not that I minded.
"No more please." she giggled as I gently kissed her cheek and neck, "Your so nasty." she continued, "you a bad boy."
Feeling a little daring, I stared stroking her ribs near her breast.
Ever so discretely I slipped my finger onto the outer part of her breasts, just were they meet her sides. She squealed, and I could feel her body trembling from the laughter that came from her firm body. If she'd known any goverment secrets...she'd have told me everthing. She was so desperate to get away she even bit me on my chest, but it was more like playful nibbling.
I was having a blast when the shooter girl showed up. I got the special drink, and began to rub the tip of the vile against her cheek. I poured a little bit of the beverage into her mouth, and told her it was a teaser. I stroked the vile over her left boob, finding her nipple through the material (she liked that I think), and she mentioned that it was a little cold when I brushed it across the upper part of her tits witch were not covered. Eventually I poured it into her mouth, and she gave head to the vile like before. Then I went back to tormenting her with tickling.
The End
Be sure to check out www.saraashley.com Sara told me that she'd been getting a bunch of E-Mails and thinks some of it's because of my other story. I hope you guys liked this one. Remeber to always treat the girls with respect when you go to the club.