My first tickling fantasy ever put on paper

The Blind Date



We meet for the first time at your
favorite bar/restaurant.
Many of your friends are in the bar,
so we get a table in the dining room.
We start to get to know eachother and
discuss, briefly, our common tickling
fetish. I know that eventually, you will
be tickling me mercilessly and I start to
feel naughty and daring.
During the conversation, I slip off my
shoe and place my stockinged foot on your
chair, between your legs. I gently rub my
toes against your crotch. Happy to find you
hard, I rub intensely. You shoot me a stern
look and quietly tell me to stop.Reluctantly,
I stop. Several moments later I feel courageous
again. I repeat the action. This time, you grab
my ankle tightly, and with an evil look in
your eyes, you tell me to stay composed and
not to make a scene. You start tickling my foot.
At first I am able to stifle a laugh, but soon
Im squirming violently and and giggling, way too
loud. You let my ankle go and tell me too put on my shoe. Then you grab me
and drag me out of the
restaurant. You are angry and embarrassed that
all your friends have witnessed this scene.
You hail a cab and we go to your place.
Fearfully, yet excited, I walk into your
apartment. You tell me that I have been
very bad and will be punished. You lead
me to your bedroom, where restraints are
already attached to all 4 bedposts. You
order me to strip naked and lie down on
the bed on my back. I do as Im told.
You quickly restrain me so I am totally
immobile. You start to ticklingly explore
my body with your fingers. My sides,
belly, armpits, inner thighs, legs,
behind my knees and down to my feet.
I laugh and scream while begging for mercy.
HAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO. PLEASE STOOOOOP I CAAANT TAAAAAAAAKE IT!!!!! You are
pleased to find
that I am as excruciatingly ticklish as
I had told you. Suddenly you stop.
You are looking at me sadistically and
I get nervous. What is next?
To my surprise, you have me pleasure
you orally. You dont cum though. Then
you reciprocate almost to the point of
orgasm, but not quite. We are both
extremely turned on and needing to cum.
You enter me and f**k me hard.
I cum over and over. Suddenly,
you pull out and strategically shoot
your load on my breasts, belly,
down my sides and on the soles of my feet.
You take a feathery type powder puff out of
the night stand and tell me that you need to
clean me off. We both know that after I cum,
I am 200% more ticklish. I start begging
immediately. Please dont!!!
Ill be good from now on. I PROMISE!!!
But, you ignore me and start cleaning me off. HAHAHAHAHAHA STOP PLEASE. ITS
TOO MUCH!!!
HAHAHAHAHAHA. I laugh and scream.
Beg and plead, but to no avail.
You torture me ruthlessly for the next
4 hours. Finally, as Im about to pass out,
you stop. You look at me, a quivering mess,
and smirk. You tell me that from now on Id
better obey you and behave myself.
I weakly nod and drift off into a peaceful sleep.

Jen, thank you so much for sharing with us. Nice to see you around the Story Forum! Always happy to hear anything you'd like to share from your interesting life!