Heating up a bit with Part 2. Enjoy!:
Becky’s creamy soles looked so defenseless, peeping out of the rough denim jeans, that Jeff decided to start there. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, he placed the tip of his index finger against Becky’s right heel and began to slowly, oh so slowly, drag it up the sole of her foot. She softly giggled in her sleep, and her foot began to twitch. Jeff’s penis began to swell inside his pants, as the whole situation--Becky’s helplessness, her beauty, and her musical little giggles--was incredibly arousing to him. He began to lightly stroke the tip of his finger back and forth across the soft pad of skin just at the base of Becky’s toes. Her sleepy giggles became louder, and her toes started to wiggle madly. She even began to call out in her sleep, but did not wake up. Jeff wondered what sort of dreams he was inducing in her, tickling her bare foot in the midst of her deep slumber.
“Heeheeheehee!! C’mon! Heeheeheeheehee!! C-cut it out! Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!” In her sleep, Becky tried to pull her foot away, but it was no use; the bonds held tight, without chafing her delicate skin.
Jeff decided to leave her feet alone for a while, and explore other areas of her beautiful bound body. Rising to his feet, Jeff slowly walked up to the side of the bed and knelt down beside the sleeping woman. Her shirt was form-fitted, accentuating every curve of her delicious form. Jeff reached out and lightly touched her side with his fingertips through the shirt; Becky jolted as though a live wire had been touched to her, and spewed out a chortle, but still did not awaken. Jeff’s grin, and his erection, grew in response to Becky’s reaction. So, her tender little ribbies were even more ticklish than her lovely tootsies, were they? This was something Jeff would explore in depth before the night was through! Jeff rose to his feet and sat down gently on the bed next to Becky, sinking down slowly so as not to jolt her awake. He placed all the fingers of both hands on either side of Becky’s rib cage, and then began to slowly stroke his fingertips up and down her sides, fluttering his fingers rapidly the whole time. His fingers traveled up and down from the top of Becky’s jeans to the very bottoms of her underarms, wiggling and writhing all the way. Becky went ballistic, bouncing up and down on the bed as Jeff’s tickling fingers did their skillful work. She laughed and laughed, interjecting a word or two here and there; and yet, did not wake up.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Stop, stop! AH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Quih-hih-hit!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
Jeff did not want to stop. Her laughter was such sweet music to his ears, he wanted to tickle and tickle and tickle! But he realized he had to stop. If he kept stimulating her nerves non-stop, she was liable to awaken. So he gradually slowed down the motions of his fingers, finally lifting them from Becky’s body entirely. He sat there on the edge of the bed and watched Becky’s face as her giggles and squirms slowly subsided, until she was just lying there with a sweet, tender smile on her face, breathing deeply through her nose, her eyes closed. A few strands of hair were now hanging in her face; Jeff reached down and tenderly brushed them back. As he did so, his eyes roamed over her luscious form, in that sexy white shirt. He wondered, if she were so ticklish through the shirt, how much more luscious her reactions would be without it. Slowly, carefully (so as not to awaken her!), he began to unbutton the shirt, starting at the highest button that had been buttoned (the top two had not been) and gradually working his way down. When every button was unbuttoned, he began to slowly open the shirt, gradually baring the tender skin within. Becky’s stomach was so flat and smooth, her young breasts so firm and full. He saw that she wore an ivory colored brassiere, with a clasp in the front. He smiled at that; it would allow for easy removal! Jeff slowly opened her shirt; when her partially opened shirt formed a V-shape uncovering her skin, he began to slowly trail the tip of his index finger along this path. Becky smiled and giggled in her sleep as Jeff’s gentle touch glided across her skin, down one leg of the V and back up the other. When he reached the top of the V, Jeff lingered at the hollow of Becky’s throat, lightly tickling it with his index fingertip. Becky’s sweet giggles rewarded his gentle touch; they were music to Jeff’s ears, every titter and squeak!
Jeff opened her shirt all the way, exposing her slender torso. Her ribs stood out slightly against her tender flesh, just barely visible as she lay on her back. Jeff tenderly placed his fingertips against them, and traced their outlines with his fingers. Becky giggled in her sleep, squirming and twitching as Jeff’s fingertips glided along her ribs.
“Heeheeheehee! Quit! Heeheeheeheehee!”
Jeff continued to tease her ribs this way for several minutes. He then concentrated on her flat stomach. His fingertips trailed slowly across the taut skin of her belly, lazily swooping back and forth, making random patterns. He loved the feel of her soft, silky skin under his fingertips. Her stomach quivered beneath his touch as she laughed in her sleep.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! C’mon! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! S’enough!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Jeff glanced down at the foot of the bed as he tickled Becky’s stomach, and watched her cute little toes wiggle. Becky’s reactions to Jeff’s ministrations were better than he could have hoped for. Every giggle and titter, every squirm and twitch, was making him more and more aroused, his dick growing stiffer and stiffer in its denim prison! He knew it would have to have release before long.
Jeff began to concentrate on Becky’s navel. His index fingertip slowly traced the rim of the shallow dish, making slow, laborious circles. Becky’s reaction to this was the strongest yet. At the first touch of his fingertip against the outer rim of her navel, Becky shrieked and arched her back high off the bed, then let it fall back down. For one heart-freezing second, Jeff was afraid he had awakened her. But the gas had done all that had been promised of it; Becky remained asleep as his fingertip continued to trace the rim of her navel. She even bit her lower lip in her sleep, trying to fight the tickling sensation, and yet did not wake up. Muffled giggles escaped through her mouth as she bit her lip, and finally her mouth exploded into outright laughter.
“Fmm! Hmm! Hngh! Nnng! FWAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Becky laughed and laughed as Jeff’s fingertip probed deeper into her navel. So delighted was Jeff with this sweet reaction, he decided to take it a step further. Rolling his tongue around in his mouth to moisten it, Jeff bent down to Becky’s stomach, his nostrils smelling the sweet clean scent of her perfume, and began to trace the inner rim of her navel with his tongue. Becky nearly lost it then.
“AAAAAAAHH! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooooooooohhhhhh!!!” she moaned, as the very tip of Jeff’s tongue slowly circled the inner edge of her navel. After completing three circuits of her navel, Jeff suddenly plunged his tongue deep into Becky’s belly button. It was like an electric shock surging through the sleeping woman.
“OH MY GAAAAAAADD!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Becky convulsed with laughter, her arms and legs fiercely tugging at the bonds that held them tight. Jeff continued to tongue-tickle her navel, loving the reactions he was getting, the sweet, frenzied laughter ringing in his ears.
After several long minutes of tongue-tickling Becky’s navel, Jeff withdrew. He did not want to overstimulate her, for fear of waking her up before he was through. He stood a few paces back from the bed and watched her beautiful body as she gasped for breath, her taut little belly rising and falling with her gulps of air. He saw the glistening sheen of perspiration on her forehead, perspiration caused by the frenzied laughter he had forced from her. He felt the erection in his pants, painfully stiff, demanding release. But release would not come, not yet. There was still much more to do.
Becky’s creamy soles looked so defenseless, peeping out of the rough denim jeans, that Jeff decided to start there. Kneeling at the foot of the bed, he placed the tip of his index finger against Becky’s right heel and began to slowly, oh so slowly, drag it up the sole of her foot. She softly giggled in her sleep, and her foot began to twitch. Jeff’s penis began to swell inside his pants, as the whole situation--Becky’s helplessness, her beauty, and her musical little giggles--was incredibly arousing to him. He began to lightly stroke the tip of his finger back and forth across the soft pad of skin just at the base of Becky’s toes. Her sleepy giggles became louder, and her toes started to wiggle madly. She even began to call out in her sleep, but did not wake up. Jeff wondered what sort of dreams he was inducing in her, tickling her bare foot in the midst of her deep slumber.
“Heeheeheehee!! C’mon! Heeheeheeheehee!! C-cut it out! Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!” In her sleep, Becky tried to pull her foot away, but it was no use; the bonds held tight, without chafing her delicate skin.
Jeff decided to leave her feet alone for a while, and explore other areas of her beautiful bound body. Rising to his feet, Jeff slowly walked up to the side of the bed and knelt down beside the sleeping woman. Her shirt was form-fitted, accentuating every curve of her delicious form. Jeff reached out and lightly touched her side with his fingertips through the shirt; Becky jolted as though a live wire had been touched to her, and spewed out a chortle, but still did not awaken. Jeff’s grin, and his erection, grew in response to Becky’s reaction. So, her tender little ribbies were even more ticklish than her lovely tootsies, were they? This was something Jeff would explore in depth before the night was through! Jeff rose to his feet and sat down gently on the bed next to Becky, sinking down slowly so as not to jolt her awake. He placed all the fingers of both hands on either side of Becky’s rib cage, and then began to slowly stroke his fingertips up and down her sides, fluttering his fingers rapidly the whole time. His fingers traveled up and down from the top of Becky’s jeans to the very bottoms of her underarms, wiggling and writhing all the way. Becky went ballistic, bouncing up and down on the bed as Jeff’s tickling fingers did their skillful work. She laughed and laughed, interjecting a word or two here and there; and yet, did not wake up.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Stop, stop! AH, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! Quih-hih-hit!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”
Jeff did not want to stop. Her laughter was such sweet music to his ears, he wanted to tickle and tickle and tickle! But he realized he had to stop. If he kept stimulating her nerves non-stop, she was liable to awaken. So he gradually slowed down the motions of his fingers, finally lifting them from Becky’s body entirely. He sat there on the edge of the bed and watched Becky’s face as her giggles and squirms slowly subsided, until she was just lying there with a sweet, tender smile on her face, breathing deeply through her nose, her eyes closed. A few strands of hair were now hanging in her face; Jeff reached down and tenderly brushed them back. As he did so, his eyes roamed over her luscious form, in that sexy white shirt. He wondered, if she were so ticklish through the shirt, how much more luscious her reactions would be without it. Slowly, carefully (so as not to awaken her!), he began to unbutton the shirt, starting at the highest button that had been buttoned (the top two had not been) and gradually working his way down. When every button was unbuttoned, he began to slowly open the shirt, gradually baring the tender skin within. Becky’s stomach was so flat and smooth, her young breasts so firm and full. He saw that she wore an ivory colored brassiere, with a clasp in the front. He smiled at that; it would allow for easy removal! Jeff slowly opened her shirt; when her partially opened shirt formed a V-shape uncovering her skin, he began to slowly trail the tip of his index finger along this path. Becky smiled and giggled in her sleep as Jeff’s gentle touch glided across her skin, down one leg of the V and back up the other. When he reached the top of the V, Jeff lingered at the hollow of Becky’s throat, lightly tickling it with his index fingertip. Becky’s sweet giggles rewarded his gentle touch; they were music to Jeff’s ears, every titter and squeak!
Jeff opened her shirt all the way, exposing her slender torso. Her ribs stood out slightly against her tender flesh, just barely visible as she lay on her back. Jeff tenderly placed his fingertips against them, and traced their outlines with his fingers. Becky giggled in her sleep, squirming and twitching as Jeff’s fingertips glided along her ribs.
“Heeheeheehee! Quit! Heeheeheeheehee!”
Jeff continued to tease her ribs this way for several minutes. He then concentrated on her flat stomach. His fingertips trailed slowly across the taut skin of her belly, lazily swooping back and forth, making random patterns. He loved the feel of her soft, silky skin under his fingertips. Her stomach quivered beneath his touch as she laughed in her sleep.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! C’mon! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! S’enough!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Jeff glanced down at the foot of the bed as he tickled Becky’s stomach, and watched her cute little toes wiggle. Becky’s reactions to Jeff’s ministrations were better than he could have hoped for. Every giggle and titter, every squirm and twitch, was making him more and more aroused, his dick growing stiffer and stiffer in its denim prison! He knew it would have to have release before long.
Jeff began to concentrate on Becky’s navel. His index fingertip slowly traced the rim of the shallow dish, making slow, laborious circles. Becky’s reaction to this was the strongest yet. At the first touch of his fingertip against the outer rim of her navel, Becky shrieked and arched her back high off the bed, then let it fall back down. For one heart-freezing second, Jeff was afraid he had awakened her. But the gas had done all that had been promised of it; Becky remained asleep as his fingertip continued to trace the rim of her navel. She even bit her lower lip in her sleep, trying to fight the tickling sensation, and yet did not wake up. Muffled giggles escaped through her mouth as she bit her lip, and finally her mouth exploded into outright laughter.
“Fmm! Hmm! Hngh! Nnng! FWAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Becky laughed and laughed as Jeff’s fingertip probed deeper into her navel. So delighted was Jeff with this sweet reaction, he decided to take it a step further. Rolling his tongue around in his mouth to moisten it, Jeff bent down to Becky’s stomach, his nostrils smelling the sweet clean scent of her perfume, and began to trace the inner rim of her navel with his tongue. Becky nearly lost it then.
“AAAAAAAHH! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Ooooooooohhhhhh!!!” she moaned, as the very tip of Jeff’s tongue slowly circled the inner edge of her navel. After completing three circuits of her navel, Jeff suddenly plunged his tongue deep into Becky’s belly button. It was like an electric shock surging through the sleeping woman.
“OH MY GAAAAAAADD!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” Becky convulsed with laughter, her arms and legs fiercely tugging at the bonds that held them tight. Jeff continued to tongue-tickle her navel, loving the reactions he was getting, the sweet, frenzied laughter ringing in his ears.
After several long minutes of tongue-tickling Becky’s navel, Jeff withdrew. He did not want to overstimulate her, for fear of waking her up before he was through. He stood a few paces back from the bed and watched her beautiful body as she gasped for breath, her taut little belly rising and falling with her gulps of air. He saw the glistening sheen of perspiration on her forehead, perspiration caused by the frenzied laughter he had forced from her. He felt the erection in his pants, painfully stiff, demanding release. But release would not come, not yet. There was still much more to do.
