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tickling for fun...a fff\m story with some foot worship

tower98

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Another story from long ago...enjoy

Tickling for fun

Jacob was wandering around the mall, killing time but also looking for a gift. He had an argument with his girlfriend the day before; he was upset that she asked him to allow himself to get tied up. She new how I hated to be tickled, and I am soooo ticklish, why would she suggest such a thing he wondered.

As he walked from one end to the other in search of the perfect gift he bumped into a couple of his girlfriends friends, Jill and Meagan. They were an odd mix, like night and day.

As they talked Jacob wondered how they were friends. Jill had on her black work sneakers and tan shorts. Her legs were soft and smooth to the touch. His eyes ran up her body, admiring all the way. Her stomach was so sexy, with her belly button ring your eyes were drawn to her perfect stomach. Even her arms were smooth and tender. The thing that made her glow was her warm, charming personality. Always giggling and flirting she was the center of attention. Jill had the look of a true Italian.

Meagan was just the opposite, a big girl, 5’8 and 150lbs. She could always be seen wearing the same pair of sneakers, her worn out Addis. Day or night, rain or shine, at home or on a date, she was always wearing those smelly old things. Meagan was a moody one, but she was always looking for a good time.

After Jacob explained to the girls what he was doing at the mall the girls offered to help him. They spent an hour finding the gift before they decided to hang out at Kim’s apartment [Jacob’s girlfriend].

It was a few minutes after two when they arrived at the apartment. The girls were making fun of Jacob, talking in baby talk they kept saying,” tickle, tickle”. They laughed every time they said it because Jacob would blush.

The girls were digging for more information about his ticklishness. Telling him he was stupid for not going along with the bondage idea. They thought he should have let Kim have her fun. What is so horrible about getting tickled they demanded.

After getting drilled he reveled that Kim was so upset at one time that he didn’t kiss her feet during sex one time she walked out of the room leaving him horny and frustrated.

They made there way into Kim’s bedroom to watch TV. They spread out on the bed and scanned the TV. Jill and Meagan were embarrassing him, they were rubbing there sneakers on him saying,” would you like to kiss them”.

Meagan was irritating Jacob by poking him in the stomach, she would say “tickle, tickle” with a laugh, and then watch his reaction. Both girls were surprised to feel so excited after getting a quick tickle in on poor Jacob.

Jacob was getting aroused from the light, playful tickling. Kim always dug into him, went for the tortures type of tickling. This was different, the pokes and light rubbing along his muscular tummy was pleasurable.

Jill and Meagan noticed Jacob’s erection, feeling naughty teasing him to this point. They continued to tap there fingers around his belly, even took to blowing on his stomach.

Jill removed his shirt with no objection, then his shorts. Jacob was caught up in the moment, could not think, all he could see was the two girls getting him more turned on then he ever was in his young life.

Jacob watched the two girls remove his shirt and shorts. This was a fantasy come true, to be with two girls. He lay back on the bed, hoping they would not stop.

The girls were not sexually aroused, they were intrigued, wanted to see how far they could take him. They were surprised that he let them undress him. Maybe they could trick him into a sense of trust, and then see how ticklish he really was.

Meagan sat on his chest with her legs tight against his sides. She was tickling his neck, using a delicate touch, just enough to make him squirm. Her fingers worked his entire neck, leaving him smiling and in a daze.

Jill was blowing in his ears, nibbling away at his earlobes. Jill was an expert at getting a man aroused, loved to play with them when they were desperate to finish, desperate to have there release.

Jacob could feel his heartbeat quicken, he was perspiring heavily now, Beginning to get washed away in his emotions. He could see them watching him, waiting to pounce on him. Waiting for the right moment. All of his life he has wanted to tell Jill he thought she was the one, now she was seducing him.

Jacob went to kiss Jill, Meagan shoved him back down. Then he raised his hand, wanting to touch Jill’s face, this time Meagan pulled both of his hands up over his head. Jacob was watching Meagan, wondering why she was getting rough, ruining the moment.

Jacob looked in horror at Jill who just finished tying his left wrist to the corner of the bedpost. He snapped his attention back to Meagan who was smiling down on him saying,” tickle, tickle”.

Jill noticed the look of concern, shuddered with the felling of pure power, then felling guilty said, “this is to keep you from touching us, this is to help you get over your anxiety of bondage”.

Jacob was about to protest but he new his friends would not betray his trust. The light tickling began again on his stomach. He was beginning to relax, enjoying all of the felling going trough him.

Jill asked, “why is this okay with us but not okay with Kim”?

Jacob responded with the truth,” she goes over board, attacks me, she is rough and likes to see me laughing so hard I can’t breath”.

Meagan and Jill were having so much fun; they never tied and tickled anyone before. They worked their fingers lightly up and down his legs, all along his body they went. They noticed his erection was trying to escape so she pulled his underwear off of him and the girls giggled when they saw his pennies at full attention.

When Jill saw Meagan sit on Jacobs chest and swing her feet over his head she asked,” what are you doing?”

“He is over his fear of tickling, let’s see if he likes kissing feet”.

Jill stopped the teasing and watched with curiosity as Meagan took of her sneakers. As Jacob looked with wide-open eyes Meagan covered his nose with the open side of her sneaker. Jacob was saying things that could not be understood, his head was rolling from side to side but Meagan would not let him away from the sneaker.

“Do my feet smell, smell my sneaker”. Meagan was laughing at his expense, getting carried away, taking advantage of his situation. Jill was starring with amazement as Jacob lost his erection. It was like watching a skyscraper come crashing down.

Jacob found the stench to be life threatening, was demoralized and afraid because there was nothing he could do to get away. He looked into Meagan’s eyes and saw the dark side of her, saw her holding the sneaker to his face smiling as he suffered.

Meagan threw away her socks and began ordering him to kiss her feet. If he tried to move his head he found her foot slapping away at his head. She was aggressively pushing and pulling on his face with her feet. It was as if she was taking out all of her anger she had built up from men on his face with her feet.

Jacob new he was in trouble could feel the mood changing in the room. The feet were kicking him in the sides of the head and then would cover his face. The feet would press down hard into his face and then shove there way up and down his face.

He finally heard Meagan ordering him to kiss her feet, and so he did. He fired his kisses like a machine gun, kissing every inch of her stinky feet. When her toes were offered he took each one into his mouth and sucked on it until she removed it. All he could smell was her foul smelling feet.

Jill noticed Meagan was getting aroused; she was getting off on ordering him to smell and kiss her feet. This was a once in a lifetime opportunity; she had to see how it felt to have a man at her feet.

Jill sat on the bed next to Jacob’s head and could see he was trying hard not to cry. This disappointed her, she always thought of him as a strong man, not a begging, cowardly man. Then he started to beg, “Jill please…not you to, just let me go and I won’t tell Kim”. She looked at him beg as she untied her sneakers, her smile growing bigger the more he begged. Even as her hand guided the sneaker over his nose he still tried begging her to stop.

Jacob was totally humiliated; the one woman he thought to be gentle and loving was forcing him to smell her sneaker. He began cursing as she lowered the sneaker over his nose. It angered him to see her smiling at him; he was looking at her as she stuck the other sneaker across his mouth. There was no escape from her smelly sneakers now.

The two girls were taunting Jacob now, enjoying their power over him. They asked if he liked he smell, but when he tries to answer his words came out garbled and the girls would look at each other and giggle.

Jill took mercy and removed her work sneakers, replaced them with her bare feet. As she massaged his face with her feet she began to wonder how Jacob felt, being trapped under sweaty, smelly, sexy feet. Her feet glided over his skin, reminded her of when she rubbed her feet on the window in her bedroom to cool them during the summer heat.

Jacob was in agony, Jill’s feet were smooth and well taken care of but they smelled horrible. It was infuriating to be dominated with a girls feet, and the girls laughing at him was making him boil with anger.

Jill began tapping Jacob’s nose with her toes, saying,” ready to kiss, they are waiting for you little boy”. He looked at her smiling, controlling face as she stared into his eyes, sizing him up. He was felling helpless, being tormented like this was humiliating.

Jacob gave in, wanting his friends to get tired of this game, to let him go. As his tongue wiped away the sweat on the bottom of her feet he could see her approving smile. When his licking turned to nibbling on her perfect toes her smile got brighter, she was giggling as he pinched and sucked her toes. When he noticed that she was enjoying this he tried even harder, wrapping his tongue around her delicate toes and stroked her toes.

Jill was on a high, felt like a queen on her thrown. She was curling her toes in his mouth, felling all giddy inside. She was fighting for foot room on his face now with Meagan. As Meagan kicked her toes out of Jacob’s mouth she would kick back. It was a tootsie war on his face now, slapping feet doing battle right over his face.

Both girls fell onto their backs, feet resting on Jacob’s face. They were giggling and tickling each other, disbelieving what they just did. They continued poking at him with their toes, asking silly questions like, “whose feet were better, or, did our feet not turn you on because they smelled?”

Felling playful they stayed on their backs, feet resting on his face. They tilted their heads up a little to watch his reaction as they began running there nails over his stomach again. There were little grunts of protest but they didn’t care.

They were smiling at one another again as Jacob was aroused again. They kept him at high noon as they lightly tickled him, keeping him turned on, then they used their sneakers and feet to watch his erection slowly tumble. This was the game they played for the next couple of hours. They explored his body with light gentle touches, then sent him begging for relieve from there stinky feet.

Jacob was so turned on his entire body was tingling. They were driving him closer and closer to relieve as they teased his body. Jacob thought they were going to jack him off, they would hold their hands just above his throbbing cock, then laugh as they mocked him. “Not yet silly boy, you have not earned it yet”.

They had tied his ankles to the corners of the bed, even removed his last piece of clothing, his underwear, but he did not care. His only thought was on his feelings, that of pure happiness.

The pleasant thoughts were interrupted with there smelly feet. It was frustrating to watch them take him from pure delight to smelly reality. He was forced to smell, kiss, and suck their toes till he was grossed out, then they brought him back to bliss.

And it went on and on, and on and on for a few more hours.


Meagan and Jill were having a blast! Neither one of them had any real plans for the night so they decided to play a joke on Kim and Jacob. Meagan planted both her feet firmly on Jacob’s face and kept him squirming with some light tickling on his ribs. Jill called Kim at work.

Jill had a hard time trying not to laugh as she talked to Kim. Jill told Kim how upset her lover was, how he wanted Kim to tickle him, but he needs you to be aggressive. Jacob wants to be the submissive one, wants to beg, and you have to talk nasty to him.

Kim could not believe it at first, needed to have Jill repeat this news several times to her. Kim’s mind was flooded with ideas, she has dreamed of tickling a hyper ticklish man all her life. When she found out Jacob had begged Meagan and Jill to tie him up and call her she new it was true, no joke. After all, how could he be tied unless he wanted it to happen?


Jill went on, told Kim that they found him smelling her socks in the hamper, thought he was kissing her sneakers. Kim was flushed with excitement, could not wait to have him kissing her feet, begging HER to stop the tickling, and knowing he likes it made her feel even more love for her man.

The girls kept him hard right up till Kim came home. At the sound of her entering the apartment they ran off. In Kim’s big walk in closet they had two chairs and some popcorn and soda waiting for them.

Jacob heard the girls run off, they had a scarf over his eyes, thought he heard the closet door close, the shades open. He wondered why they left him like this, worried what they were going to do. When he heard Kim calling his name he tried to answer, the socks in his mouth kept him silent. His mind now racing with bad thoughts, began thinking of her digging into him and tickling him till he was able to shove her away. There was no way she would tickle him, if she did how would he stop it?

Kim saw him now, tied to the bed. There were her socks stuffed in his mouth, he was rock hard, from smelling her socks no doubt. She tossed her long blond hair over her shoulder, blew some of it out of her eyes, began a slow walk across the room. She took baby steps towards him. His breathing was fast and hard as she approached. When she reached the bed she stood there, could not believe she was going to fulfill her fantasy.

With a quick swipe with her finger across his sole he flinched, she said,” honey…I’m home”.

Her finger wiggled from his foot all the way up his leg, across his stomach to his chin. Kim bent over, pulled away his blindfold and kissed him on his forehead. As the socks were pulled from his mouth he tried to act strong, demanded this was a joke. “Now Jacob…soon you will beg for the real thing, those socks were from a few days ago. The ones I’m wearing now I worked in all day. Ten hours of waiting tables in this hot weather…don’t worry; you will have them soon, if you beg.

Kim paid no attention to Jacob’s demands for freedom, thought it was an act. Kim kneeled over him, waiting an eternity for this. As she reached to tickle his underarms she paused, as if she was wrestling with her inner demons, wondering if his begging was real. Then she used all ten fingers to test his ticklishness, she was not disappointed. Jacob burst out with laughter, and she tore into him.

Kim was watching her man try and keep calm, not wanting to show her he was not in control. As her fingers assaulted his armpit’s he began to break. Jacob was giggling at first, which turned to some light laughing. After a few more seconds he had a deep laugh, which turned into an ear piercing, uncontrolled laughter, which was building up inside him since the beginning.

Jacob was pleading and begging, but all she would say was,” I know baby, I know”. It was a funny site, Kim tickling his pits till his arms were red. Not once did she slow down, she had the look of a crazed woman.

Kim wondered would it would be like, tickling a restrained man. Jacob was helpless, wide open to her tickling fingers. His laughter was the best music she ever heard. He would go from loud outbursts to quick, short laughs. Kim was so into the tickling she did not hear her friends laughing from her closet.

As the girls watched from behind the shades they were upset that they couldn’t get him laughing this hard. What they thought was going to be a quick joke was turning into a full night of fun, for the girls anyway. They watched their long legged friend tickle the snot out of Jacob. They had no idea this girl, who went tanning every night, who worked out everyday could be such a devil. She was so into it, slapping him across the face after he swore and demanded to be let go.

Kim took off her hooters tee shirt, revealing her long tender arms. She took her finger and placed it over Jacobs pleading mouth,”SHhh.shuch baby”. Kim moved down now, straddled his waist. Her fingers dug into his sides sending him back to his laughter.

Meagan and Jill could see Jacob’s pleading eyes; new his pleas for mercy were true. They new the tears were real and his body spasms were from true torture. The girls loved every minute of it.

Jacob was in shock, his girlfriend never stopped, didn’t want to listen to him. Her fingers worked all over his sides and stomach. She seemed to be in a trance now, unable to stop the madness. He was going berserk with laughter, shaking so hard the bed was moving.

“Tickle…tickle…someone’s ticklish. Laugh for momma, louder…come on you can do it. If you can take it I’ll let you have my feet!”

Kim loved it, never before was she able to tickle someone this long before. Those long fingers never stopped moving along his sides and stomach. As she watched her lover’s facial expressions she was amazed he could take it, decided she was not tickling fast enough.

Jacob was in a panic now, didn’t think he was going to make it trough this. With every turn he made to try and get her to tickle somewhere else she simple followed with her fingers. Unable to beg, he simple let go and laughed his head off.

Kim saw he was all red faced and unable to speak, even though she wanted to see how much more he could take she stopped. Perfect time for some sneaker smelling, after all Jill said he loves my sneakers.

Jacob was trying to catch his breath, when he noticed the tickling stopped he opened his eyes in time to see Kim’s black Addis sneakers cover his face. He was hit with warm air from her sneaker. They smelled like trash that was left out for weeks. The faster he breathed the worse it was. The sneaker was held tight over his face; every breath was into the sneaker.

The girls saw Jacob’s body shake from the tickling. Now he was coughing from the foul sneaker being forced on him. They could see Jill using both hands to keep her big sneakers on his face. They even heard her saying,” that’s right…smell it bitch, smell it real good”.

After he smelled both sneakers the damp socks were offered for smelling and sucking. Jill was getting more aggressive with every act of torture she performed. It seemed like Jacob was struggling for air, yet Jill kept a sock over his nose and one in his mouth at all times. “Smell them you bastard, this is what you live for…to smell my smelly feet”.

Jill got off him, had an angry look on her face, said, “you don’t deserve my bare feet, you will beg to get them”. Jill stood at the end of the bed, waited for Jacob to make eye contact before starting on his feet.

Jacob lost his man hood, “please let me smell you’re feet, no more tickling…pleeeeaaaassssseee…nooo…mmmmooorree!!!!!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH.

Jill and Meagan were beginning to feel bad for Jacob, could see now that he was delirious, but it was fun to see him tickled. To watch him begging on deaf ears was priceless. It was so funny to see, he would look up all happy when she would stop tickling, then as he made eye contact his eyes closed shut as the tickling intensified. They wanted to join in, wanted to feel him laughing uncontrollable under them totally at their mercy.

Kim retrieved a feather from her dresser, used it to tickle his toes and WOW, he really began screaming. She kept asking him, “does it tickle on this toe”, as she moved from toe to toe. The harder she made him laugh the more turned on she became.

Jacob was begging for her feet, thinking that was what she wanted from him, hoping she would stop after he kissed her feet. “Please, I…really want to kiss your feet, please stop, Kim…please.

Kim could not hear him; she was starring at his feet wiggling from her touch. As she used all ten fingers to rape a foot at a time he began shrieking like a little girl. His face was bright red now from the onslaught. His laughter was contagious, Kim could not hear her friends laughing in the closet but they were going nuts.

Kim began tickling him up his leg now, moving up from his feet. His laughing was getting weak as she kept up the tickling with out a rest for her man. Kim noticed his condition and decided to show some mercy for the weak. She sat on his stomach and dangled her feet inches above his face, asking,” Are these what you were begging for”?

She waited for her wimpy man to beg again, with a little tickling around his stomach he was begging like the desperate man he was. Kim was enjoying this, a begging man under her feet, it was perfect, and it was a dream comes true.

Jill and Meagan watched with amusement as Kim taunted him with her feet. They knew how he hated feet, and knowing that her feet were dirty made them laugh all the more. They sat on the edge of their chairs as Kim lowered her feet onto his face, were shocked when Kim started ordering him to take deep breathes. They could hear him coughing from the smell, watched his body fight it at first, trying to break the restraints and get free. His body went limp after his struggles went with out result. They starred at Kim who sat high on her man, looking like the proud owner who tamed her pet.

Jacob was relieved the tickling had stopped, but as her toes surrounded his nose he was getting sick. The more he protested the tighter she gripped his nose. He could feel the stickiness on her feet as she pushed her feet harder into his face. The room began to spin when her toes pinched his nose so hard he could not breath. He tried to plead with his eyes but all he could see were her big feet on his face. He tried to shake her toes from him but she was too strong.

There was finally relieve, he was able to breath again. Her toes were shoved into his mouth, as he began sucking on her toes he could taste the wear and tare on her feet from working all day. There were pieces of dirt he found between her toes, which he had to swallow. When she ordered him to lick he wasted no time, trying to keep from throwing up, looking forward to the end of this.

Kim felt his tongue snake its way up and down her feet, was surprised how much she liked it. It was refreshing, her feet were so hot from being stuck in her sneakers all day and now they were being cooled down the way she always envisioned it, her man at her feet.

His kisses felt like rain drops on her tired feet. The kissing started on her toes, and then went across her feet, then down her feet. Kim coached him the entire time. She was getting so into this, loved bossing him around. To watch him worship her feet made her feel like a queen.

Kim leaned back now; let her feet fall from his face to the sides of his head, kept her toes touching his ears to show him she was still his master. She had one more idea she wanted to try. As she crawled down the bed she could feel Jacob’s eyes following her.

Jacob was afraid to speak, though it was over until he watched in horror when she went for the feather. He tried to speak but when he felt the feather start sweeping across the tops of his feet he burst out laughing. Her free hand was running up and down his legs, turning him on.

Kim tickled him just enough to get him laughing again, then she turned and faced him with a huge grin across her face. Kim sat between his legs and just looked at him. Jacob was wide eyed when he saw her bring the feather to the tip of his cock.

When Kim used the feather to tease his cock he began trembling. The feelings of madness intensify as she ran the feather up and down his now ragging hard on. He lost control of his body as she continued this new torture. Every time he managed to get the words out, “faster!” she put down the feather and dug into his sides reducing him to silent laugher before picking the feather up again.

Kim kept him on the edge for a long thirty minutes before moving onto his balls. She jumped with shock when she first used the feather to dust his balls. Jacob let out a loud scream, and then fell apart as the feather touched every inch of his most sensitive area on his body.

Jacob felt his body shudder, shake, and jump as she now used her fingernails on his balls. He was losing his mind, no longer able to think, or beg. He took a look at his torturer and his heart sank when he noticed how much she was enjoying this.

Jacob was a site to see, he was drooling on him self and had tears running down his face. His body was drenched in sweat and his laughter turned into long shaky screams.

Jill and Meagan were both rubbing themselves as they watched Kim control Jacob with the tickling. They were in bliss watching her control his orgasm. Jill ran out of the closet with Meagan right behind her.

Jill took his left foot and Meagan the right. They tried pulling back his toes, which were pointed down and frozen in that position but could not budge them. No matter they thought…

Jacob went even more ballistic as he felt two new pairs of hands tickling his feet. No longer in control of his body now, his laughter turned to uncontrolled sobbing as the three girls sent him over the edge.

Kim was running her fingers lightly up and down his cock now, jumped back when he shot his load all over her. He still felt the tickling on his feet as his body continued to shake and shudder. Kim, [not knowing his feet were being tickled] did not want Jacob to stop laughing so she dug into his ribs and watched him get drained of energy. He was shaking so much the bed was wobbling.

Jacob looked into Kim’s eyes and saw her lips move, she was saying,” make me stop bitch, tell me you love it”, then the room went black. He could hear Kim talking to her friends. They were explaining what they did, laughed at Kim’s disbelieve, thought it was funny that she tortured him and were replaying her mocking words that she used on Jacob.

When Jacob opened his eyes the girls were sitting on the bed starring down at him. “Let me go NOW, you are a stupid bitch”. Kim was hurt, was getting ready to cry because he would not accept her apologies.

After he insulted her few more times she ran out of the room. He was watching her run out so he never noticed Meagan and Jill whispering to each other. He felt hands tickling along his waste and he shivered, yelled at them. He was laughing again as the girls new how to tickle fast and hard now, they were now determined to get the same results as Kim.

Jacob screamed out for Kim to help, over and over again he called her. The girls stopped tickling as she entered the room, Jacob was relieved. “You want help Jacob” she said in a mocking tone, fine I’ll help. She walked to his left foot, as she brought her arms out from behind her back she reveled a toothbrush, Jill and Meagan laughed and went back to work.

Jacob was ignored as he begged for mercy, begged to kiss Kim’s feet.
 
sweet

Nice story! Tickling, teasing, feet... good stuff!
 
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