mistertickle123
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Guess since I've finally dipped my toe into the water by posting my first story here I'll follow it up with another. Hope it's well received.
By the way Steph this one only has one part...for now anyway!
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That’s A Wrap!
Laughter, wild hysterical laughter filled the room!
Kim lay there paralyzed in a near surrealistic state.
She was squealing at the top of her lungs, gasping for breath in between giggles, squeezing her eyes tightly shut one minute then opening them wide the next, it was a look of fear, excitement, intensity, helplessness, submission. One that conveyed so many of the sensations she was experiencing simultaneously.
It was a look that revealed her desperate longing to be able to change the situation she’d gotten herself into as well to be able to somehow try to deal with the accompanying sensations that she was feeling. Yet at the same time it was a look that her tickler had seen many times in the past. That look of total unadulterated pleasure, a dizzying, satisfied look that told him that she didn’t want his tickling to stop no matter how torture some it seemed, no matter how ticklish she was, no matter what she felt inside or out.
Pinned in a helpless state as Marco’s fingernails glided with a focused intensity over every inch of her trapped nylon covered feet she was on the brink of ticklish insanity. His tickling fingers seemed to find ever nook and cranny on her upturned soles, creating sensations that sent wave after wave of chills through her now incredibly sensitized skin.
Kim begged and pleaded amidst her screeching laughter for mercy. Clenching and unclenching her fists which were trapped securely at her sides.
She squirmed wildly, bucking and twisting as if her very life depended on it underneath the cotton bed sheet that was meticulously and very tightly wrapped around her body in a mummy-like fashion.
With only her head and feet exposed from this cocoon of torture that Marco had so carefully enveloped her in she was completely helpless and totally vulnerable to this crazy man’s tickling!
Her thoughts were scattered and scrambled not at all dissimilar to Marco’s fingernail action that now worked ever so skillfully over the entirety of her tender ticklish foot bottoms.
As his nails slid effortlessly over her high and extremely sensitized arches she exploded into a barrage of laughter and he realized he’d found one of her ‘happy’ areas!
“MMMMMMMMM…looks like I found a weak spot didn’t I?” he half-asked and half exclaimed in a deep sinister teasing voice.
“Tickle, tickle, tickle Kim!”
All Kim could do was scream and wriggle wildly in an attempt to try to loosen the binds that held her so securely.
“Nooooooooooooooooooooo!”
“ Not there Marcooooooohohohohohohohoho!
“Pleeeeeeeese! Not the archessssssssssssssshaaaahaahaahaahaahaa!”
“EEEheeheeheehee!”
“It tickles too-ooo-ooo-oo-oo-oo much!”
“No more Marco pleeeeeeese!”
As Marco’s fingernails worked diligently on a spot just below her arch on the big toe side of her left foot she cackled insanely and attempted in vain to cover the foot Marco was tickling with her other foot.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh paydirt!” he chuckled along with Kim who was now beside herself as Marco had found yet another ticklish spot that seemed to send Kim into orbit.
He quickly separated her feet, pulled back her toes at the tips preventing her from wiggling them and his fingers swiftly tickled that one spot over and over and over again. The sensations seemed to push poor Kim ever closer to the edge of ticklish madness and her laughter increased to decibel levels that could shatter glass.
Of course hearing and seeing Kim in this position had excited him to a point where he was now trying to push her beyond her ticklish limits, wanting her to experience what she had only fantasized about up to this point in her life.
As he walked away from the edge of the bed for a second Kim was thankful for a breather. Her feet were tingling tremendously and her body felt as if it was one trembling exposed nerve ending that had been stimulated beyond anything previously comprehendible to her even in her wildest dreams!
Marco’s merciless tickling had gone on for over 30 minutes and as Kim rubbed her feet together trying to relieve them of the feint, itchy, ticklish sensations that still sent shivers throughout her body, he reappeared with a hand full of objects.
Kim’s eyes were still tearing a bit from the recent tickle barrage she’d endured and she blinked repeatedly trying to clear her sight to see what devious and ruthless tickling tools of torture Marco had brought back to the foot of the bed with him.
As Marco took his place at her feet again Kim craned her neck as far as she could trying to catch a glimpse, get a clue as to what this merciless tickler had in store for her next.
Marco knelt down at the bottom of the bed out of Kim’s view. He immediately began teasing her. Telling her that she had such pretty feet. Telling her just what he wanted to do to them.
He told her how he was going to tickle her next, hinting that he knew something that would really drive her mad. Something she had revealed to him in a number of email and instant messaging exchanges that they had on the computer early in their tickle relationship.
Nervously twitching, her mind reeled, trying to think of what she may have told this ruthless tickler. Alas there were just way too many conversations and at this point in time her brain was mush. This man’s tickling placed her into zone she’d never been in before.
Marco’s breath now tickled her toes as he leaned down and blew warm air up and down her foot bottoms.
“Oh my God!” she thought.
“Even his breath is tickling me!”
Kim’s cute ticklish toes wiggled fiercely inside the nylons. She giggled giddily as Marco now combined the warm breath up and down her soles with light toe and instep nibbles.
He added spider like slithery fingernail tickles over the tops of her feet and down the sensitive sides where they then moved slowly up over her heels and lightly scratched her there while his teeth scraped the undersides of her stocking toes.
Those familiar chills again began to shoot through Kim’s body and as Marco’s fingertips began to find their way up her soft soles, around the fleshy balls of her feet and over her arches she wriggled her feet crazily. This maddening style of tickling had her quivering and squirming under the sheet.
Yes it was sheer madness yet she longed for his touch all the more.
When she felt his warm lips cover her big toe and greedily suckle it the sensation combined with Marco’s fingernails which were now slithering at a hyper-speed over both of her soles brought her close to the brink of the abyss.
He hungrily sucked on all five of Kim’s toes, while, as if on radar, his fingers found their way to that that magic ticklish spot just below her arches.
Totally out of control Kim didn’t know how much more of this she could handle.
She switched from squealing hysterical laughter one minute to passionate, sensual moaning the next.
Marco mixed up his tickles constantly keeping Kim on the edge of her seat. The fact that she was trapped there, totally at his mercy made every stroke, every suck, every teasing word a thousand times more effective.
He could see her getting ever so close to release and tickled her again in those hot spots that made her buck intensely under the tightly wrapped sheet.
Replacing his finger tickles with a stiff bristled toothbrush Marco scrubbed and scratched poor Kim’s arches until she was screaming. He ran the brush up under her toes, across the base of each set as Kim begged and pleaded with him to stop this intense torture.
As the brush meandered it’s way down over her ultra ticklish arch and found the spot that drove Kim violently wild he instantly knew how it would effect her.
Working the brush bristles in a circular motion then sliding them back and forth over that insanely ticklish area sent Kim’s into a state of ticklish hysteria.
He nibbled on her right foot first then the left one, chewing and biting her arches. This new sensation combined with his effective brush stroking sent Kim into another dimension!
After what felt like hours of this sucking and nibbling he bit a hole in the stocking tip and sucked her big toe out through the tiny opening.
Kim squealed in delight and anguish!
All the while he sucked on her toe his fingers and the brush frantically scrambled over her wrinkly trapped and insanely ticklish arches, soles and heels.
Her toes literally wiggled their way out of the opening at the tip of her hose, which had grown considerably.
Repeating the process on her other foot poor Kim was climbing the walls.
Another five minutes or so of intense tickling followed. Kim felt delieriously numb from his attack.
Reaching up once both sets of toes were totally exposed, he tore open the nylons and peeled them back up over her ankles.
“Now for some real tickling action!” he cried out.
Tickling her bare heels and sucking and nibbling on her arches again, a spot that sent orgasmic tingles up her legs brought poor Kim to the breaking point.
Her voice was shot; the hoarse laughter now turned to sexy moaning and she gyrated wildly swiveling her hips frantically, tell tale signs that she was ready to go over the edge at any second.
Kim’s toes were now just a wiggling blur at the tips of her teased, tortured and tormented ticklish feet.
Marco meticulously continued to explore Kim’s feet as intricately as anyone ever had before.
He knew she was very close!
She could no longer hold off the feelings that had been swelling inside her. As Marco sucked and slurped and bit her arches and slithered his tongue up between her toes while wildly tickling the sides, soles and heels of her feet she arched her back and this time exploded in ticklish ecstasy.
Her toes stiffened and then curled deliciously.
Marco felt the power of her release, the chills that ran through her body as she quivered and squirmed underneath the tightly wrapped sheet.
Slowing down his tickles then finally stopping Marco let Kim quietly bask in ticklish afterglow.
He then delicately unraveled her from her cotton sweat-soaked tickle prison and stood over her with a cold drink.
Exhausted and delirious, not quite knowing what hit her but still incredibly excited Kim took a deep breath and tried to regain her composure.
After a couple of minutes Marco broke the now deafening silence in the room.
“As they say in the movies Kim, that’s a wrap!” he exclaimed jokingly.
“Or as in your case an unwrap!”
Kim smiled up at him too tired to laugh at the pun.
She lay there stunned, totally exhausted yet thoroughly satiated from Marco’s delicious foot tickling.
Handing her the drink that she gratefully accepted from him, he mentioned to her that it happened to be an energy drink.
“Oh really?”
“Now why would I need an energy drink Marco?”
His eyes widened and a true tickler’s smile crossed his lips as he calmly said to her in a soft yet sinister voice “Well my dear Kim that was only our warm up round!”
By the way Steph this one only has one part...for now anyway!
____________________________________________________________________
That’s A Wrap!
Laughter, wild hysterical laughter filled the room!
Kim lay there paralyzed in a near surrealistic state.
She was squealing at the top of her lungs, gasping for breath in between giggles, squeezing her eyes tightly shut one minute then opening them wide the next, it was a look of fear, excitement, intensity, helplessness, submission. One that conveyed so many of the sensations she was experiencing simultaneously.
It was a look that revealed her desperate longing to be able to change the situation she’d gotten herself into as well to be able to somehow try to deal with the accompanying sensations that she was feeling. Yet at the same time it was a look that her tickler had seen many times in the past. That look of total unadulterated pleasure, a dizzying, satisfied look that told him that she didn’t want his tickling to stop no matter how torture some it seemed, no matter how ticklish she was, no matter what she felt inside or out.
Pinned in a helpless state as Marco’s fingernails glided with a focused intensity over every inch of her trapped nylon covered feet she was on the brink of ticklish insanity. His tickling fingers seemed to find ever nook and cranny on her upturned soles, creating sensations that sent wave after wave of chills through her now incredibly sensitized skin.
Kim begged and pleaded amidst her screeching laughter for mercy. Clenching and unclenching her fists which were trapped securely at her sides.
She squirmed wildly, bucking and twisting as if her very life depended on it underneath the cotton bed sheet that was meticulously and very tightly wrapped around her body in a mummy-like fashion.
With only her head and feet exposed from this cocoon of torture that Marco had so carefully enveloped her in she was completely helpless and totally vulnerable to this crazy man’s tickling!
Her thoughts were scattered and scrambled not at all dissimilar to Marco’s fingernail action that now worked ever so skillfully over the entirety of her tender ticklish foot bottoms.
As his nails slid effortlessly over her high and extremely sensitized arches she exploded into a barrage of laughter and he realized he’d found one of her ‘happy’ areas!
“MMMMMMMMM…looks like I found a weak spot didn’t I?” he half-asked and half exclaimed in a deep sinister teasing voice.
“Tickle, tickle, tickle Kim!”
All Kim could do was scream and wriggle wildly in an attempt to try to loosen the binds that held her so securely.
“Nooooooooooooooooooooo!”
“ Not there Marcooooooohohohohohohohoho!
“Pleeeeeeeese! Not the archessssssssssssssshaaaahaahaahaahaahaa!”
“EEEheeheeheehee!”
“It tickles too-ooo-ooo-oo-oo-oo much!”
“No more Marco pleeeeeeese!”
As Marco’s fingernails worked diligently on a spot just below her arch on the big toe side of her left foot she cackled insanely and attempted in vain to cover the foot Marco was tickling with her other foot.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh paydirt!” he chuckled along with Kim who was now beside herself as Marco had found yet another ticklish spot that seemed to send Kim into orbit.
He quickly separated her feet, pulled back her toes at the tips preventing her from wiggling them and his fingers swiftly tickled that one spot over and over and over again. The sensations seemed to push poor Kim ever closer to the edge of ticklish madness and her laughter increased to decibel levels that could shatter glass.
Of course hearing and seeing Kim in this position had excited him to a point where he was now trying to push her beyond her ticklish limits, wanting her to experience what she had only fantasized about up to this point in her life.
As he walked away from the edge of the bed for a second Kim was thankful for a breather. Her feet were tingling tremendously and her body felt as if it was one trembling exposed nerve ending that had been stimulated beyond anything previously comprehendible to her even in her wildest dreams!
Marco’s merciless tickling had gone on for over 30 minutes and as Kim rubbed her feet together trying to relieve them of the feint, itchy, ticklish sensations that still sent shivers throughout her body, he reappeared with a hand full of objects.
Kim’s eyes were still tearing a bit from the recent tickle barrage she’d endured and she blinked repeatedly trying to clear her sight to see what devious and ruthless tickling tools of torture Marco had brought back to the foot of the bed with him.
As Marco took his place at her feet again Kim craned her neck as far as she could trying to catch a glimpse, get a clue as to what this merciless tickler had in store for her next.
Marco knelt down at the bottom of the bed out of Kim’s view. He immediately began teasing her. Telling her that she had such pretty feet. Telling her just what he wanted to do to them.
He told her how he was going to tickle her next, hinting that he knew something that would really drive her mad. Something she had revealed to him in a number of email and instant messaging exchanges that they had on the computer early in their tickle relationship.
Nervously twitching, her mind reeled, trying to think of what she may have told this ruthless tickler. Alas there were just way too many conversations and at this point in time her brain was mush. This man’s tickling placed her into zone she’d never been in before.
Marco’s breath now tickled her toes as he leaned down and blew warm air up and down her foot bottoms.
“Oh my God!” she thought.
“Even his breath is tickling me!”
Kim’s cute ticklish toes wiggled fiercely inside the nylons. She giggled giddily as Marco now combined the warm breath up and down her soles with light toe and instep nibbles.
He added spider like slithery fingernail tickles over the tops of her feet and down the sensitive sides where they then moved slowly up over her heels and lightly scratched her there while his teeth scraped the undersides of her stocking toes.
Those familiar chills again began to shoot through Kim’s body and as Marco’s fingertips began to find their way up her soft soles, around the fleshy balls of her feet and over her arches she wriggled her feet crazily. This maddening style of tickling had her quivering and squirming under the sheet.
Yes it was sheer madness yet she longed for his touch all the more.
When she felt his warm lips cover her big toe and greedily suckle it the sensation combined with Marco’s fingernails which were now slithering at a hyper-speed over both of her soles brought her close to the brink of the abyss.
He hungrily sucked on all five of Kim’s toes, while, as if on radar, his fingers found their way to that that magic ticklish spot just below her arches.
Totally out of control Kim didn’t know how much more of this she could handle.
She switched from squealing hysterical laughter one minute to passionate, sensual moaning the next.
Marco mixed up his tickles constantly keeping Kim on the edge of her seat. The fact that she was trapped there, totally at his mercy made every stroke, every suck, every teasing word a thousand times more effective.
He could see her getting ever so close to release and tickled her again in those hot spots that made her buck intensely under the tightly wrapped sheet.
Replacing his finger tickles with a stiff bristled toothbrush Marco scrubbed and scratched poor Kim’s arches until she was screaming. He ran the brush up under her toes, across the base of each set as Kim begged and pleaded with him to stop this intense torture.
As the brush meandered it’s way down over her ultra ticklish arch and found the spot that drove Kim violently wild he instantly knew how it would effect her.
Working the brush bristles in a circular motion then sliding them back and forth over that insanely ticklish area sent Kim’s into a state of ticklish hysteria.
He nibbled on her right foot first then the left one, chewing and biting her arches. This new sensation combined with his effective brush stroking sent Kim into another dimension!
After what felt like hours of this sucking and nibbling he bit a hole in the stocking tip and sucked her big toe out through the tiny opening.
Kim squealed in delight and anguish!
All the while he sucked on her toe his fingers and the brush frantically scrambled over her wrinkly trapped and insanely ticklish arches, soles and heels.
Her toes literally wiggled their way out of the opening at the tip of her hose, which had grown considerably.
Repeating the process on her other foot poor Kim was climbing the walls.
Another five minutes or so of intense tickling followed. Kim felt delieriously numb from his attack.
Reaching up once both sets of toes were totally exposed, he tore open the nylons and peeled them back up over her ankles.
“Now for some real tickling action!” he cried out.
Tickling her bare heels and sucking and nibbling on her arches again, a spot that sent orgasmic tingles up her legs brought poor Kim to the breaking point.
Her voice was shot; the hoarse laughter now turned to sexy moaning and she gyrated wildly swiveling her hips frantically, tell tale signs that she was ready to go over the edge at any second.
Kim’s toes were now just a wiggling blur at the tips of her teased, tortured and tormented ticklish feet.
Marco meticulously continued to explore Kim’s feet as intricately as anyone ever had before.
He knew she was very close!
She could no longer hold off the feelings that had been swelling inside her. As Marco sucked and slurped and bit her arches and slithered his tongue up between her toes while wildly tickling the sides, soles and heels of her feet she arched her back and this time exploded in ticklish ecstasy.
Her toes stiffened and then curled deliciously.
Marco felt the power of her release, the chills that ran through her body as she quivered and squirmed underneath the tightly wrapped sheet.
Slowing down his tickles then finally stopping Marco let Kim quietly bask in ticklish afterglow.
He then delicately unraveled her from her cotton sweat-soaked tickle prison and stood over her with a cold drink.
Exhausted and delirious, not quite knowing what hit her but still incredibly excited Kim took a deep breath and tried to regain her composure.
After a couple of minutes Marco broke the now deafening silence in the room.
“As they say in the movies Kim, that’s a wrap!” he exclaimed jokingly.
“Or as in your case an unwrap!”
Kim smiled up at him too tired to laugh at the pun.
She lay there stunned, totally exhausted yet thoroughly satiated from Marco’s delicious foot tickling.
Handing her the drink that she gratefully accepted from him, he mentioned to her that it happened to be an energy drink.
“Oh really?”
“Now why would I need an energy drink Marco?”
His eyes widened and a true tickler’s smile crossed his lips as he calmly said to her in a soft yet sinister voice “Well my dear Kim that was only our warm up round!”
oooo I have no idea what you mean honey...
