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Amazon Prime and Tickle Time 2
Double-Teamed Feature
By Lady Featherquill
Warning: Explicit MF/F tickling threesome with foot worship, tickling, and ticklegasms
Tess and Jon had been together for almost a year when she finally decided to move out of her parents’ house. The things she wanted to do with her boyfriend just wouldn’t fly under her mother’s roof rules. So when she met Heather at nursing school and found out she was looking for a roommate, Tess knew it was kismet. They got an apartment together and their friendship had been going smoothly for the last few months.
Heather was far less sheltered than Tess had been, and she introduced her to a number of new and exciting things. There were parties with alcohol, burlesque shows with nudity, and a whole wide world of pornography full of every kink imaginable. She hadn’t been brave enough to tell her roommate about her own secret fetish. But she did spend a lot of her alone time watching foot tickling videos.
When she found out that there were many people who shared her kink, it excited her beyond belief. Being aroused by tickling wasn’t as unusual as she’d expected it to be. It was a relief to not feel quite so alone, just like when she’d discovered Jon’s foot fetish.
They’d had so much fun over the last three months, it was hard to keep her mind on anything else. She had so many fantasies and ideas she wanted to try with him. Her mind wandered to those as she waited for him to arrive for their date.
Don’t think about that yet, Tess commanded inwardly.
Sometimes her fantasies took over her mind and she’d end up touching herself without really thinking about it. She wasn’t going to let that happen tonight. With both of them working and her going to school, Tess hadn’t been alone with Jon in almost a week. But she was all his tonight. Heather had gone out on her own date. She didn’t know if it was with a man or a woman this time. But either way, Heather’s dates usually lasted until after midnight.
There was a knock at the door and her heart skipped a beat.
“Come in,” she called.
Her apartment door opened, and Jon stepped inside. His smile was brimming with teeth as he looked her up and down. She was wearing a polka dotted babydoll dress, fancy brown sandals, and full white stockings. Although she knew the shear variety were his favorite, he liked any kind of nylons. She’d chosen this pair specifically because they had a narrow run on the back of the right thigh. Tess hoped that he’d notice it and know that he could rip into this pair without worrying about ruining them.
“You look beautiful,” Jon said.
She returned his grin and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you.”
“You always look beautiful, my dear.”
“You’re such a sweetheart,” she replied, patting his face in the same spot she’d kissed. “I’m sorry I had to work late. Have you eaten?”
“I have.”
She lifted a sly eyebrow at him. “And dessert?”
“That,” he said clearing his throat. “That I haven’t eaten yet.” Jon glanced around the living room and into the attached kitchen.
Is he actually expecting dessert? Tess thought in worry. She started going through the pantry and fridge in her mind.
“What about your roommate?”
“Heather is on a date this evening.”
His smile got even wider at the news. “That’s great. I hope it goes well for her.”
“Me too. She probably won’t be home until late. Maybe not even until tomorrow morning, if it goes really well.”
“Well then, I definitely hope it does. Because I think it might take me a long time to eat that dessert.” He gave her a wink and took a seat on the leather couch. “A very long time.”
She blushed, glad that he understood what she’d meant. Even though they’d been together for just over a year, it was still strange for her to be so forward. Her body longed to go wild while her morals screamed at her to be a lady. The problem was, she wasn’t sure if the standards she tried to live up to were her mother’s or her own.
After being accepted into Heather’s friend group, Tess was starting to see that things weren’t so black and white. You didn’t have to choose between liking men or liking women. You could like both. Suppressing a fetish wouldn’t make it go away and remaining pure didn’t make you a good person. But most importantly, Tess had learned that people would judge her no matter what she did, and she shouldn’t let that stop her from doing what she liked.
Once she picked up the remote, she took a seat next to him on the couch. He put his arm around her and she snuggled close to him. Then she turned on the tv.
“Should we continue our usual show?” Tess asked. “Or did you want to watch that new movie I told you about?” She crossed her fingers, hoping he would pick the former. They had already watched the show through once, so they wouldn’t need to pay close attention. And she wanted his attention on her.
“We can watch our show,” Jon replied. He seemed to know what she was thinking.
Her cheeks burned as she went to Amazon Prime and scrolled down to the continue watching section. As usual, they commiserated over how annoying it was to have to skip through a bunch of other sections to get to what they wanted to watch.
They weren’t more than a few minutes into the episode when Tess started teasing him. Pretending to stretch, she lifted her legs and spread her toes out several times. They couldn’t go far inside the tight silky fabric, but they still drew Jon’s attention. He seemed unable to look away as she made her toes dance. The snowy fabric turned transparent where she stretched it.
When she crossed her leg and rested her foot on his knee, he snorted. “I think somebody needs some attention.”
Her heart fluttered again, and she giggled. “Maybe,” she admitted, hiding a coy smile.
“Maybe?” Jon repeated. He poked her in the side a couple times.
Tess chuckled and twisted away, scooting to the end of the couch. She lifted her skirt a little to make sure she showed off the run in the back of her stockings. His hands pursued her, so she laid down on her stomach protectively. Although she enjoyed his touch on her feet, everywhere else on her body was much too ticklish to endure. His fingers crept beneath her and snatched her hips from behind. Then he started squeezing.
She tried to squirm out of his grip, but he was much stronger than her.
“Huh-huh-ha! No! HAHA!” she screamed in laughter into the couch cushion.
Luckily, Jon was a respectful man. He knew how ticklish her upper body was, and he didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable. So he started tickling down the back of her thighs instead. She squealed in laughter, but a little moan slipped out when he traced over the rip in her nylons. Tess did her best not to hump the couch as he lightly grazed the back of her legs.
Her breath caught when he finally reached her ankles. Then he started to unstrap her sandal. She reminded herself to breathe as she turned her head to watch his practiced hands. He slipped off the back of her shoe and set a fingertip on her heel. While the sandal moved gradually up her foot, his finger trailed behind it, making a zigzag pattern.
Tess shivered as he lightly grazed her nyloned sole all the way up her arch. The air felt cool on her foot as her sandal slipped free. He dropped it to the floor then pressed his fingers into the ball of her foot and gently massaged it.
“Mmmm. Thank you. That feels amazing. I can’t believe how much better you’ve gotten at foot massages. You were already so good at it to begin with.”
“Practice makes perfect,” Jon replied. “It’s easy to appreciate beautiful feet like yours.”
“You’re the best. How did I get so lucky?”
“By being your wonderful self.”
Tess beamed. She felt like she was soaring through the sky, sunlight warming her skin. Love and desire filled her in equal measure as he rubbed her sole, making sure to include the top as well. With her foot still in his lap, he took hold of her largest toe with his pointer finger and thumb. Then he started to twist it gently back and forth.
“Huh-huh-ha! Huh-huh-ha!”
He pinched her smallest toe in his other hand and rotated it in time with the big one.
“Ohhhhoooo haha!” Her free middle toes twitched in her white stockings. It tickled so terribly, but the sensations shot up between her legs. She couldn’t believe how aroused she was getting already. He was only touching two of her toes, but she’d been fantasizing about those strong hands for weeks. Tess longed for them to run all over her naked body as he thrust into her.
He moved and started twiddling her three middle toes in one hand. At the same time, his other fingers began dancing over her sole. Fresh jolts coursed through her entire body, making her back arch in pleasure. His fingers spiraled quickly across her nylons, moving in every direction at once.
“Goddddddd yeeeeees,” she cooed, forcing herself to keep her eyes open to watch. Just looking at his hands turned her on. Seeing them tickle and tease her, feeling the sensations they gave her. It was even better than her fantasies. “Huh-huh-ha! Ohhhhh yeeeeesssss.”
“I bet I could give you a ticklegasm just by tickling one foot,” he teased.
She was growing so wet that she thought he was probably right. But she was too embarrassed to admit it. So she just tittered, letting snorty giggles overtake her.
His fingers moved faster, switching between tickling her sole and twisting her toes. Tess started to pant. “Hmmmm. Maybe if I use my mouth too,” he said. Then he lifted her left foot to his lips and took her toes into his mouth. Her excitement grew as the heat swept over her cool toes. He continued to tickle her sole with both hands, the nylon fabric making swishy sounds under his short nails.
Yes, he was definitely right. If he kept going that way, she’d have an orgasm without him even needing to remove her other shoe. He knew exactly what she liked by now, and he was eager to give it to her. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed her, and Tess was unable to keep her eyes open any longer. She squeezed them closed, moaning as Jon tickled and worshipped her foot. Although she was getting close, she longed for him to tickle her other foot as well. It made her feel greedy.
His teeth brushed the pad of her big toe and she whimpered happily.
“Mmmmm, does the lady like that?”
“Uhhhh-huh-huh-huh Uh-huh,” she muttered.
“What was that?” He started nibbling the tip of each toe, moving down the line in a flash.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she answered quickly, feeling a throb between her legs.
“I thought so. Is the lady getting close already?”
“Yeeeesssss. God yes, Jon.”
“Good. Maybe after this I can give you another ticklegasm using the other foot.” Then he took her last four toes into his mouth and sucked.
“Ohhhh my gooooo-hahaha-dddd,” she said, releasing a prolonged moan.
That’s when she heard the apartment door open.
Tess sat up at once, eyes popping open to see her roommate standing in the doorway. She pulled her foot out of Jon’s grip and sat up in one quick motion. But she realized she hadn’t been subtle enough when she and Heather made eye contact.
A look of shock painted her friend’s face. Heather’s mouth was gaping open, but then her lips turned up. She closed the door quickly and approached the couch.
“So, what are you guys up to?” she asked impishly.
“Uhhmm…” Tess glanced nervously at Jon. His face was as red as she knew her own must have been. “Wha-” she squeaked. Then she cleared her throat and started again. “What happened to your date?”
“Oh it was shitty. He got me all excited then said something super misogynistic. Ugh. What a waste. But don’t try and change the subject.” Heather plopped down on the floor in front of them. “Don’t be embarrassed. I told you, lots of people are into kinky things. Its nothing to be ashamed of. So you like having your toes sucked? It’s not even that weird. It’s an erogenous zone for lots of women. Men too.” She gave Jon a pronounced wink.
He shifted on the couch but said nothing.
“I… uh…” Tess began.
“You’re such a prude,” Heather said chuckling and scooting closer. She grabbed Tess’s right ankle and pulled it toward her. Then she started unfastening the strap. Her long, almond-shaped nails clacked together as she worked. “Don’t worry so much. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy.” She pulled off the sandal then looked at Jon and gestured toward Tess’s other foot. “Go on then. Based on what I heard, you seem to know what she likes. I’ll follow your lead.”
Tess and Jon exchanged puzzled looks, but Tess felt a growing buzz within. She’d never thought about this before, but she suddenly realized she wanted it. She really wanted it. The thought of those nails and full lips on her feet made her loins burn with desire.
Her foot seemed to inch toward him of its own volition. Tess lifted her eyebrows at him, wondering what he would think of her if she allowed another person into their sex life. Her heart was beating so hard she thought they might see it thumping in her chest. Nervousness made her ears ring and her palms sweat. But she couldn’t help her level of intrigue.
Though he looked a little off-balance, Jon took her left foot in his hands and started to rub it again. Heather immediately did the same to her right foot. Tess felt the panicked tension in her legs start to loosen as they massaged her tender feet. While Heather’s hands weren’t as strong and well-practiced as Jon’s, she did an admirable job.
Jon slid his finger along her sole almost imperceptibly, drawing her eyes to his. Then he gave her a wondering look. He seemed to be asking if she wanted Heather to know about her tickle fetish. Tess thought quickly. She hadn’t considered telling her roommate about this secret, but Heather had been so open with her, so accepting. She decided in that moment to trust her.
Tess nodded to Jon and his smile returned. First, he lifted her foot to make sure Heather had a good view. Then his fingers took on a more obvious motion, gliding around her sole. Tess giggled breathily and a soft moan slipped out. Her ears burned scarlet as she tried not to meet her roommate’s gaze.
“Ohhhh. I see now,” Heather said, comprehension washing over her face. “I thought I heard a laughing moan on my way in. This is going to be even more fun than I thought.” She tightened her grip on Tess’s ankle and set the lengthy nail of her forefinger directly on the arch of her foot.
Anticipation coursed through Tess and her toes began to twitch before the woman even started moving her finger. As soon as that sharp nail traversed up her foot, she gasped. It sent warm shivers up her spine. Heather offered her a wicked grin and gently scratched the ball of her foot. Then she added the rest of her nails.
Tess squeaked and tried her best to keep her foot still. Those tiny points zipped over her white stockings like they each had their own mind. She leaned back into the couch, teeth gritted with the effort of not pulling away. Her laughter bubbled over. Sparks were shooting up her legs, making her convulse in the best way.
Jon watched Heather tickling her, seeming transfixed. But a particularly loud guffaw broke his reverie. Then he went back to tickling her left foot, looking more enthusiastic than ever. She was glad to see that his steady confidence had returned. His fingertips skittered across her sole in exactly the way she liked. But he kept his eyes locked on Heather’s nails as they tormented her other foot.
As if recognizing that she was giving him a bit of competition, he upped his foot worshipping game and lifted her left foot to his mouth. He gave Heather a challenging look then started dragging his tongue over Tess’s nyloned toes. Heather watched and imitated him, licking the toes on her other foot. Her tongue wasn’t as large and nimble as Jon’s, but it was much softer as it swept over her toes.
When Jon started sucking on her three smallest toes, Heather really had to stretch out her lips to do the same on her right foot. For some reason, it reminded Tess of a game of horse. They added in tickles to her sole while they sucked, and her eyes closed in bliss. She switched between laughs and moans until they pressed in harder, tickling quicker. That’s when Tess was overcome with a fit of unstoppable giggles.
The pair of them went back and forth like that, teasing and tickling. They used their fingers, nails, teeth, tongues, and lips to drive her absolutely crazy. Soon she could feel hot wetness soaking through her panties.
“Ohhhh ma’God you guys, haha, oh my God. That feels sooo huh-huh good,” she managed to say before she was overtaken with laughter once more.
“Can she actually have an orgasm from this?” Heather asked Jon in a low voice. Tess peeked through her squinted eyes quick enough to catch a glimpse of him nodding.
“Ohhh, that’s so naughty. I love it,” she said, pressing her sharp nails in harder.
The double-team tickling made her pleasure rise to new heights. She soared back through an endless twilit sky, clouds covering her skin in a sheen of cool dew. Or maybe that was her own sweat. She was too lost in delight to care. Having the attention of two people, feeling the juxtaposition in their tickling and sucking techniques was better than anything she could have dreamed up.
“It’s so hot watching her.” Heather said softly. Then she lowered her voice even further, but Tess could still make it out. “I bet together we can give her the best orgasm ever.”
“Well, she’s getting close. I can tell.”
Do they think my moans and laughs are loud enough that I can’t hear them, she thought with a wry smile. But she didn’t mind. If anything, listening to their plans for her turned her on even more. And Jon was right, as usual. The orgasm was rushing toward her like an oncoming train with no breaks.
“Maybe we should stop then. Or at least slow down. You know, prolong the pleasure. That’s what makes for the best orgasms.”
“Please don’t stop,” Tess cut in. She couldn’t imagine her level of frustration if they didn’t keep going. She needed to cum. “Please. Huh-huh I’m soooo hoho so close. Huh-huh-ha!”
“Hmmm. Do you think we should let her?” Heather said tauntingly. She tempered her nails to a soft graze, slipping one long nail between her toes and wiggling it teasingly.
“Oh please. Oh please,” she begged. “So close.”
“Maybe,” Jon replied with mischievous glee. He was enjoying this far too much.
Tess humped the air, longingly trying to find something to grind against. Her hand slipped down her body and near the bottom of her dress. She tried to move furtively, but they both noticed.
“Hey now,” Heather snapped, giving her sneaking hand a whack.
“None of that,” Jon agreed. He grabbed her little toe, twisting and toying.
“Yeah, only good girls who don’t touch get to cum.”
“Ohhhh huh-huh-ha! Oh God you guys. Please don’t stop.”
“Don’t stop what?” Heather asked sarcastically. “What are we doing that you like so much?”
Tess was too embarrassed to say it out loud in front of her roommate. But her thick lips were just barely brushing the pads of her toes. She longed for her to take them into her mouth again and suck. She needed it.
“C’mon, you’ll have to admit what you like if you want us to keep going. Good girls say what they want.”
“Tell us,” Jon chimed in. “Ask and you shall receive.”
“Ohhh huh-huh-ha okay, okay, okay,” she relented. Pleeeease suck my toes.”
“And?” Heather prompted.
“And… and tickle my feet, okay! I want to be tickled.”
“Very good,” her roommate said proudly as she wrapped her lips around Tess’s first two toes and started to suck.
“God yeeeessss huhuhuhuh-ha! Huh-huh-ha! Soooo goooooood.”
Jon’s mouth was so wide he managed to fit all her toes in his mouth at once. His tongue prodded and lapped like mad. Both of them tickled Tess’s soles mercilessly, sucking her toes as her feet quivered. Her orgasm arrived screaming.
They tickled her through it, making it last longer than any she’d had before. Her pussy throbbed repeatedly as she gyrated on the couch. They held her legs steady and sucked her toes as Tess thrashed around in the throes of passion. She knew she probably looked ridiculous, but she couldn’t stop herself.
As the pounding within her tapered off, so did her thrusts. Their fingers and tongues slowed. While jubilation was burning inside her like fuel, embarrassment began to weigh her down. She sat up and pulled her legs under herself anxiously. The shame became all-encompassing when she spotted the look of satisfaction on her roommate’s face.
Heather had always joked about how vanilla she was and how she needed to loosen up and try new things. Tess had always feigned disinterest, worried that she’s let her little secret slip. Then she’d be ridiculed or judged. She looked down, feeling her face fall.
“What’s with the somber face? I thought you were enjoying yourself.”
“I was… I just…” she looked at Jon.
“She’s embarrassed,” Jon explained. “Even though I’ve told her several times she shouldn’t be. I mean, I’m into tickling and foot worship too. It’s not that big of a deal.”
“It’s not a big deal at all,” Heather agreed. “You don’t need to be ashamed at all. There are much worse fetishes, believe me.”
Tess still felt self-conscious and she couldn’t look her friend in the eye.
“I’m serious, Tess. Please don’t be embarrassed. Look, if it helps, I’ve wondered about tickling myself. And I’ve always wanted to be tied up.”
Tess’s face lifted and she finally met Heather’s stare. She found earnest understanding and acceptance therein. The weight shifted somewhat, the panic receding. “Really?”
“Really. I fantasize about being tied up, letting people do whatever they want to me.”
“Like multiple dudes?” Jon asked. He didn’t sound critical, only curious.
Heather shrugged. “Dude, chicks, a combination of both. Whatever. I’m not picky. I just want to be completely out of control.”
Tess and Jon glanced at each other and grinned. He had tied her up and tickled her a couple times already since she’d moved in. She even had restraints set up under her mattress, though she had removed the cuffs and tucked the straps in. Nobody would know there was a bondage apparatus there unless they were looking for it. And she hadn’t told Heather or anyone else about it, apart from Jon.
The exchange hadn’t gone unnoticed.
“What?” Heather asked.
“Well… if you really wanted to try it…” She looked at Jon again and he gave her a small nod. He was fine with her telling Heather about the restraints. “I have some cuffs and stuff in the bedroom.”
Heather’s eyes widened. She looked gob smacked. “Wait, seriously?” She looked even more surprised than she had when she’d caught them on the couch. “Oh, you gotta let me try them out.” Without warning, she hoped to her feet and rushed toward Tess’s room.
Tess and Jon got up quickly to follow her. They found her peeking into the nightstand drawer. “Where do you keep your naughty stuff?” she asked, shifting some things around.
“Down here,” Tess replied as she got down on her knees on the side of the bed. She pulled out a large chest with a fancy peacock on top and laid it open. Inside were four sets of leather cuffs on chains, a few belts, a wad of shoestrings, and a bundle of feathers.
Heather looked through it all, eyeing each item before laying it out on the bed. When she got to the cuffs, Tess showed her how they fastened to the straps hidden beneath the mattress.
“Ahhh, clever,” she said nodding. “Good way to keep it a secret.” Heather chuckled, breath quickening. Small spots of color had appeared on her cheeks and chest. She looked enthralled.
Something about seeing her friend that way made desire rise anew within her. Heather giggled often, but she’d never heard raucous laughter from her. The realization made her wonder what it would sound like. Curiosity began to bubble as she watched Heather’s full breasts rise and fall under her tank top. For whatever reason, she had the sudden urge to see beneath it.
Tess imagined her hands slipping into Heather’s shirt and pressing into her side-boobs. Then she tickled, making them shimmy. Thoughts flashed through her mind, and she made eye contact with her roommate. An energy passed between them before Tess looked away. She shoved the sexual images from her mind and stood.
She was about to say something about her and Jon getting back to their date, but Heather spoke first.
“Well, I’m not sure how ticklish I am, but I’m willing to give it a try if you guys want.”
It was Tess’s turn to gape in surprise. “I… uh…” She turned to Jon and found him looking equally stunned. He scratched his head and shrugged.
Tess looked back at Heather. “You want us to… to tickle you?”
“Sure. Why not. Like I said, I just want to be tied up. I’ve fantasized about it forever. Its just hard finding people to trust one hundred percent, you know. All I ask is that you give me an orgasm. I’d really like to have one that I don’t have to handle myself.”
“Uhmmm… How?” she asked, not knowing what else to say.
“Any way you want,” she said with a wink. “But I really doubt I could have one from foot tickling. You’ll have to get a bit more creative. But I have plenty of toys in my bedroom. Hang on. I’ll be right back.”
Heather hurried out of the room and Tess watched her go. She felt bewildered. But she had to admit, the thought of tying someone up and tickling them was starting to arouse her. She loved Jon’s reactions when she poked or prodded him. But he was wildly ticklish, and she knew better than to tease him too much. She rounded on him.
“Do you think we should do this?”
He shrugged again. “That is completely up to you. I am more than willing, but only if you’re sure.”
“More than willing, huh?”
He blushed a little as Heather returned holding a toy in each hand. One was a long dildo with a rotating head that made Tess cross her legs. The other was a small, butterfly-shaped toy with a smaller dildo sticking out from the center. It had straps connecting the wings, making it look like a pair of strange underwear.
“That one looks interesting,” Tess said taking it.
Heather flipped a switch on the bottom and it began to vibrate. She flipped it again and it got stronger. “See, it has different settings. I love this thing.” After another flick, it started going through different vibrational patterns. Then she turned it back off. Although the vibration stopped, nervous excitement continued buzzing inside Tess.
“How about I go put this on under my dress?” Heather suggested. “Then you can tie me up, tickle me, and turn it on whenever you want.” She smiled uncertainly at Tess.
Jon set his hand on her shoulder and squeezed. It seemed to say he supported whatever decision she made. Tess took a deep breath, then she nodded.
“Alright. Put them on and we’ll get the bed set up.”
Heather beamed and rushed out of the room again. She and Jon pulled out the straps from under the mattress and attached four of the cuffs to them.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“I am.”
“And it’s not just for me, right? Because finding a woman who likes to be tickled is more than I ever could have hoped for. And that’s more than enough for me.”
“It’s definitely not just for you,” Tess assured him. She wanted to do this.
When Heather returned, Tess was surprised to find her in nothing but her tank top and red satin panties that sank into her ass. They looked bulky with the butterfly-shaped toy beneath them. Her large feet were bare, her toes polished in dark purple. She stared at Heather’s supple soles as she climbed onto the bed and stretched out. Then she looked at Tess expectantly.
Her heart pumped liquid anxiety and excitement through her as she moved toward the bed. Her hands shook a little as she fit the first of the cuffs over Heather’s left wrist. She gestured to Jon, pointing to the bottom of the bed. He sprang into action, shifting Heather’s leg over to the corner and wrapping the cuff around her left ankle. Then they moved to the other side of the bed and restrained her opposite limbs.
Once Tess finished tightening the strap on the final cuff, Heather was stretched out in the shape of an X. She chewed on her plump lower lip and stared around at her restraints. She tugged on them, testing their strength, and seeming somewhat impressed. Although she’d been the one to suggest this, her skin was getting pinker by the second.
“Well, this is a lot more awkward than I was expecting it to be,” Heather said.
Tess and Jon looked at each other and chuckled in nervous agreement.
“Maybe you could blindfold me?” she suggested. “Then I won’t have to see you two shooting each other furtive, horny glances. It makes a girl feel lonely, you know.”
“Sorry,” they replied in unison, making Heather sigh in dramatic exasperation. Tess went over to the closet and pulled one of her long silk scarves from a hanger. Then she rested it over Heather’s closed eyes and knotted it on the nape of her neck.
Somehow, it seemed to lift some of the anxiety weighing Tess down. Not being seen helped while she was trying to figure out how much of a switch she really was. She’d known for a while that she was interested in women. Not necessary romantically, but definitely sexually. She enjoyed watching lesbian porn, especially if it involved tickling, and she fantasized about women often. But actually doing it felt entirely different. Daunting even. Still, she wanted to try.
Tess knelt down before her friend’s lengthy foot and set her fingertip on her heel. Jon gave her an encouraging nod, and she began to wiggle it experimentally. Her skin was velvety soft, allowing it to move easily. Heather let out a little snort. Moving her finger faster, she drew it up onto her arch. There was a rumbling hum as she added in the rest of her fingers. Heather seemed to be biting her lips closed to hold back her laughter.
Jon sat on the floor in front of Heather’s right foot and started tickling it as well. The humming became more pronounced as their fingers glided over her bare feet. Heather’s legs began to kick, but the bonds kept them mostly in place. Tess grabbed her friend’s instep to steady her foot as her fingers continued to twirl across it.
Finally, soft giggles spilled from Heather’s mouth. Tess looked up to see her friend shaking with laughter. Her eyes were immediately dawn to her quivering breasts. They were barely contained within the top of her tank top. As she squirmed, her shirt pulled down so far that her nipple nearly popped out.
“I thought you weren’t very ticklish,” Jon said in sardonic accusation.
“Eeheehee-ha! I guess eeeheehee I guess I’m more ticklish eeeheehee-ha than I thought.”
“What’s your safe word? In case it’s too much.”
Tess nodded appreciatively to him. She was so overwhelmed, safe words had slipped her mind. But it was a good idea to have one. Jon grabbed two of her toes and twisted them in quick rotations. It seemed like he wanted to make sure she knew what she was getting herself into.
“Oh fuck!” she cried. “I eeeheehee don’t know. Let’s sss-sss-sss do, let’s do break.”
“Sounds good,” Tess said, continuing to watch Jon’s work. He didn’t let up on her toes at all. In fact, he got up on the bed and trapped her foot under his leg. Then he started twiddling her toes wildly with both hands. Arousal leapt within her. He was being so much meaner to Heather than he was to her. For some reason it turned her on almost as much as being tickled.
Laughter racked her friend, and Tess loved the sound of it. Her laugh had a bit of a twinkle as well as a snort. It was so adorable that it made her heart want to burst. But she wanted more. Tess wanted to make her scream in that laughter.
What would that sound like? Tess wondered, digging her nails into Heather’s sole and scribbling harder. Her laughter rang, hitting new pitches, but she still wanted to hear more. It felt like she’d found a new kind of thirst inside her. Something she needed to satiate. It drove her hands upwards to caress and tickle Heather’s freshly-shaved leg. She climbed onto the bed in pursuit of her friend’s most ticklish spot.
While Jon abraded her foot and toes, Tess squeezed and prodded up her leg. Any time she found a spot that made Heather squeal or squirm, she explored it more thoroughly. Her inner-thighs seemed to be extremely sensitive, but when she went up onto her hip, she hit the jackpot.
“Sssss-eeeeheehee-ha! Eeeheehee-ha! Ssssstop! HEEHEE-HA! Nooo!”
Tess hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should stop. But Heather hadn’t said the safe word, so she decided to keep going. She even took a step further, bringing her other hand up to tickle her opposite hip. After finding the bones, she pinched them and started squeezing.
“Ohh noo! HEEHEE! Fuck No! HEEHEE-HA! Not there!” Her boobs jiggled like crazy as laughter rolled through her. She bucked so hard one of her nipples escaped her tank top.
“I think someone found an extra ticklish spot,” Jon teased as he kept tormenting her foot.
“YEEEEESSSS-SSS-SSS YOU DID! EEEHEEHEE! SSS-SSS-STOP! HAAAHHH!”
While Tess kept her hands moving, she did send them higher. She didn’t want her friend to end their fun too soon. Not after she realized how much fun it was to tickle a helpless woman. No wonder Jon got so overly excited when she let him do this to her. He was always so gentle with her though. That wasn’t so with Heather. When he started biting her toes, it wasn’t lustful, it looked purely intent on causing the most ticklish sensation possible.
She tried not to think about what it would be like if this beast were released on her. Warmth still grew between her legs, and she knew her panties must be laden with wetness. That made her remember the toy inside Heather’s underwear. She lifted the satin panties and located the switch, then she slipped it on low.
“Ohhhh yeeeessss,” she cooed, thrusting her pelvis into the air. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Tess said tickling up her sides. Then she moved back down, teasing her hips a few times. Her friend twittered with laughter, but now it was broken by low moans. Tess started counting her rib bones pair by pair. She listened to how Heather’s laughter or motion changed as she tested different spots. Her fingers dipped into her armpits and began to tap, and Heather began to howl.
“Did you find another one?” Jon asked looked over at her. “Good job. Looks like she’s more of an upper body lady.” He spun around and scooted up Heather’s leg until he was straddling her thigh. Then he started destroying her hips and pelvis with tickles.
She went completely crazy, thrashing madly as they both tickled her. Tess moved one hand down to tickle her right side-boob while keeping her nails skittering in the hollow of her left armpit. Heather’s laugh finally turned into a wail, and Tess thought she may be able to have another orgasm just from that sound alone. It was broken by a sudden and long moan.
Heather humped the air several times as she groaned in pleasure, pausing to laugh here and there. After about ten seconds, her moans died away and she went back to laughing uproariously. Tess was pretty sure she just watched her friend have an orgasm.
“Maybe you should be the one sitting here,” Jon said crawling up the bed. He gestured to Heather’s still writhing lap where the toy was still vibrating softly. Nervous butterflies fluttered in her stomach, but Jon looked so eager. And admittedly, the thought of that buzz intrigued her.
Legs quivering, Tess straddled her friend’s lap and lowered herself onto the toy. Even with two pairs of underwear between her and the toy, the vibrations still shot through her like lightening. It felt like a blissful electrical storm was growing inside her. It was unlike anything she’d felt before. She moaned and started to grind against it.
“Mmmmm, yes,” Heather said pushing into her. “You should turn it up.”
Tess flushed as Jon moved around them. She felt his hand brush her ass cheek, then the buzz between her legs increased. Both she and Heather moaned louder, moving faster into each other. After she overcame her initial desire to cum immediately, Tess refocused. Then she set her hands back to tickling her friend’s most sensitive spots. She dove straight for her side-boobs.
Jon climbed onto Heather’s arms to pin them down better, then pressed into her underarms. Heather writhed and shrieked with fresh peels of laughter. She seemed to be even more sensitive after an orgasm. As she jerked her torso back and forth, both her breasts shook completely free of her shirt. The sound of her screeching, snorting, moaning laughter coupled with the thrum of the toy between her legs brought Tess closer and closer to an orgasm. She was embarrassed to have one in front of her roommate, but its not like Heather could see her.
Her friend seemed to be drawing closer to orgasm as well. Her delightful moans were gradually overtaking her relentless laughter. Tess couldn’t keep her eyes off her bouncing breasts. Eventually, she couldn’t help herself any longer. She clasped her boobs around the areolas and squeezed a few times. A new sort of laugh rang from Heather, almost like a siren.
“Whoa hohohhhoooo! Ahhhahaha! Whoohooohhhhoooo!” She seemed unable to form words as Tess kept tickling her breasts. She rotated them back and forth a bunch of times in her grip as her nipples rose and stiffened. Then she used her nails to spiral around the extra soft areola skin, getting nearer and nearer her to her nipples on each turn.
Again Heather’s sounds changed, this time to a satisfied sighing laugh. But it became breathless when Tess started teasing her hard nipples. She went back and forth between nails and pressed fingertips, making her friend yelp and beg. She glanced up and saw Jon watching her intently. She didn’t even noticed that his own hands had slowed considerably. He seemed more interested in watching Tess tickle her friend’s heaving breasts. He looked entranced with bliss.
Tess pinched Heather’s nipples gently and started toying with them. Heather moaned feverishly, bucking her pelvis so the toy trapped between their pussies rubbed harder. The vibrations gushed through her insistently.
“Ohhhhhoooohoooo I’m cummmmmmmiiiinnnngggg,” Heather screamed.
Tess felt the walls of her pussy begin to squeeze closed. She tried to stop it, but it was no use. Another orgasm pounded through her. Although the orgasm began in her pussy, it seemed to radiate out from her like an explosion. It swept through her entire body, making it convulse in pleasure. The two of them orgasmed together, crying out as they thrusted into each other.
When it was finally over, Tess found herself lying across Heather. She was panting as her thoughts slowly reformed into coherence. Jon was looking at her with a wide smile. The buzzing had stopped, so he must have turned it off at some point. The blindfold had also shifted during their tandem orgasm, so Heather was also regarding her with a silly grin.
“I think its your turn again,” Heather announced. “Don’t you, Jon.”
“Definitely,” he said, releasing both the cuffs around Heather’s wrists. “I had no idea my girlfriend was such a naughty little minx. This will be fun.”
“What?” Tess cried as panic and embarrassment washed over her.
“I know. But I knew she was deviously kinky, deep down. We can smell our own, you know.” Heather gave her a sultry look as Jon released her ankles one by one.
Tess leapt off Heather and ran toward the door. The two of them were so surprised, it took them a moment to come after her. She jogged down the hall to Heather’s bedroom and closed the door. Then she hid under the bed on her stomach.
The pair of them came in a few seconds later and found her immediately. They pulled her half-way out from under the bed but left her top half there in the dark. Then they each sat on one calf and started tickling her nyloned feet. Tess screamed in laughter under the bed. She was shocked by how much more ticklish she was now that she’d had two orgasms.
Heather noticed the run in her stockings on the back of her and thigh started tickling it. The hole widened and she slipped her pointer inside, fingering it. Then her sharp nail went skittering up to her inner thigh. It tickled an insane amount. But all she could do was laugh and pound her fists into the floor.
Jon’s hands were gliding around both of her feet when Heather started ripping into the back of one of her stockings. Tess squealed as she used her nails to squeeze up and down the back of her thigh. It tickled so badly that she started to beg. Tess had a set safe word for when she’d let Jon restrain her, but it had completely fled from her mind.
Heather tore open the other stocking so she could get at the flesh underneath. Then she tickled both Tess’s upper thighs at once, skittering and scratching quicker. That’s when she felt Jon rip open the foot of her stockings. Even though she’d longed for him to do that earlier, now it just sent terror up her spine. She tried to find the words to tell him she’d forgotten the safe words, but they were lost in her ceaseless laughter from what Heather was doing to her thighs.
There was a brief respite when Heather got off her and retrieved something from her nightstand. It gave Tess a second to breath and flip over. She had to protect the overly-sensitive backs of her thighs. It was more than she could take. But when Heather sat back down between her legs, she got around the problem by slipping her leg under Tess’s knee. Then she propped up her leg, found the gapping hole, snuck her hand inside it, and went back to decimating her thigh.
“Ohhhaha fuuuu hahahah! AHHHAHA! Nooooo! HAHA!” was all Tess could mutter.
She felt something cold leak onto her sole, but it warmed up quickly as Jon rubbed it in with his thick fingers. A part of her mind realized he had just doused her foot in baby oil, another part was hyper-focused on Heather ravaging her legs. The woman’s pointy fingernails frolicked over her thighs like prancing antelope. Then it got worse. Much worse.
Jon started tickling her sole. The oil made it tickle so much that it almost felt as if he’d set the vibrator on it. She thrashed about beneath the bed, making her skirt hike up. Heather’s fingers slid higher up into her stockings, finding her thigh tendon. She started rotating it between her fingers and thumb while tickling the meat of her inner thigh with the other hand.
“Noooo eeee ahhhhh! I eeeheeeheee CAN’T! NO MORE! HAHA! STOP!”
Instead of stopping, she felt Jon tear into the stocking on her other foot. She wailed harder as he coated her sole in oil and started dragging his fingers over it. Then he was tickling both at once. Tess was going to lose her mind. Even though it tickled beyond reason, certain spots on her sole made her pussy throb each time her went over them.
Heather’s fingers slowed to gently graze her thighs and Tess’s laughter finally got back to normal. She managed to catch her breath. Just when she was about to tell them she’d seriously had enough, she felt Heather’s finger slip into the edge of her underwear. She traced along her panty line, zig-zagging her fingertip back and forth. It drew dangerously close to the lips of her pussy, making Tess gasp. She felt another finger on the other side a second later. Heather’s touch was so soft, it felt like her fingertips were made of silk.
She shivered as goosebumps covered her body. The thought of telling them to stop soared away as more fingers joined the tracing. Unable to help it, she wriggled her hips at just the right moment, causing one finger to slide onto her pussy. Heather took the hint and started running her fingers over the sides of her pussy. She moved up to the top and then trailed her lightly pressed fingers downward, sweeping them over Tess’s lips.
At the same time, Jon was covering both of her feet in warm wet tickles. He went back and forth sucking one set of her toes and then the other. All the nibbles and nails, caresses and licks, pokes and tickles, were making her head spin in the best way.
“Ohhh my God,” she said, realizing that there was drool hanging from the corner of her lips. She was so glad they couldn’t see her as she wiped it away on the mattress over her head.
They said something she could hear, and she suddenly felt her panties shift to one side. There was warmth as she felt hairs tickling both her inner thighs. Heather’s head was between her legs. Her stomach swooped, and two quick heartbeats later, she felt a mouth touch her pussy.
Heather’s lips were beyond supple as they grazed over her. Warm breath made her long for more. Then finally, she felt a pair of fingers sneak onto her pussy. They gently parted her lips, exposing a stiff pink clit. Tess forced herself to stay still and not thrust herself needily into Heather’s mouth. A tongue pressed into her vagina and began to glide up. It swept around her clit several times, careful not to touch it before going back down. She did it over and over, sometimes letting her tongue brush gently over her clit.
Tess sighed in pleasure and tried not to beg for more. When Jon had done this, there had been a power to it. She’d felt his animalistic hunger for her. This was different. It wasn’t better, but it was sweeter and gentler. She grabbed the mattress above her squeezed, feeling like she was floating on a cloud. One that was drifting closer to an orgasm.
It wasn’t long before Heather’s lips started to suck her clit. The new pressure made Tess gyrate instinctively. She couldn’t stop herself. Heather’s head shook back and forth swiftly as she held her clit between her lips. Feeling that along with Jon’s oily fingers and hot mouth sent her over the edge. She pulsed through another panting, screaming orgasm.
The third one of the night was the best one yet. It raced up her spine, radiating out to her fingertips then back down to her legs. The pleasure met up with the bliss on her feet, sweeping through her like a raging storm. She moaned until her voice broke.
Then she went completely limp. They had to pull her out from under the bed and she buried her red, sweaty face in her heads. It took a long time to convince her that she hadn’t done anything to be ashamed of. And after that, she basked in warm glow of acceptance. She and Jon cuddled up for bed and she started thinking about the next double-team and tickle session. The switch purred within her, fully satisfied.
Double-Teamed Feature
By Lady Featherquill
Warning: Explicit MF/F tickling threesome with foot worship, tickling, and ticklegasms
Tess and Jon had been together for almost a year when she finally decided to move out of her parents’ house. The things she wanted to do with her boyfriend just wouldn’t fly under her mother’s roof rules. So when she met Heather at nursing school and found out she was looking for a roommate, Tess knew it was kismet. They got an apartment together and their friendship had been going smoothly for the last few months.
Heather was far less sheltered than Tess had been, and she introduced her to a number of new and exciting things. There were parties with alcohol, burlesque shows with nudity, and a whole wide world of pornography full of every kink imaginable. She hadn’t been brave enough to tell her roommate about her own secret fetish. But she did spend a lot of her alone time watching foot tickling videos.
When she found out that there were many people who shared her kink, it excited her beyond belief. Being aroused by tickling wasn’t as unusual as she’d expected it to be. It was a relief to not feel quite so alone, just like when she’d discovered Jon’s foot fetish.
They’d had so much fun over the last three months, it was hard to keep her mind on anything else. She had so many fantasies and ideas she wanted to try with him. Her mind wandered to those as she waited for him to arrive for their date.
Don’t think about that yet, Tess commanded inwardly.
Sometimes her fantasies took over her mind and she’d end up touching herself without really thinking about it. She wasn’t going to let that happen tonight. With both of them working and her going to school, Tess hadn’t been alone with Jon in almost a week. But she was all his tonight. Heather had gone out on her own date. She didn’t know if it was with a man or a woman this time. But either way, Heather’s dates usually lasted until after midnight.
There was a knock at the door and her heart skipped a beat.
“Come in,” she called.
Her apartment door opened, and Jon stepped inside. His smile was brimming with teeth as he looked her up and down. She was wearing a polka dotted babydoll dress, fancy brown sandals, and full white stockings. Although she knew the shear variety were his favorite, he liked any kind of nylons. She’d chosen this pair specifically because they had a narrow run on the back of the right thigh. Tess hoped that he’d notice it and know that he could rip into this pair without worrying about ruining them.
“You look beautiful,” Jon said.
She returned his grin and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. “Thank you.”
“You always look beautiful, my dear.”
“You’re such a sweetheart,” she replied, patting his face in the same spot she’d kissed. “I’m sorry I had to work late. Have you eaten?”
“I have.”
She lifted a sly eyebrow at him. “And dessert?”
“That,” he said clearing his throat. “That I haven’t eaten yet.” Jon glanced around the living room and into the attached kitchen.
Is he actually expecting dessert? Tess thought in worry. She started going through the pantry and fridge in her mind.
“What about your roommate?”
“Heather is on a date this evening.”
His smile got even wider at the news. “That’s great. I hope it goes well for her.”
“Me too. She probably won’t be home until late. Maybe not even until tomorrow morning, if it goes really well.”
“Well then, I definitely hope it does. Because I think it might take me a long time to eat that dessert.” He gave her a wink and took a seat on the leather couch. “A very long time.”
She blushed, glad that he understood what she’d meant. Even though they’d been together for just over a year, it was still strange for her to be so forward. Her body longed to go wild while her morals screamed at her to be a lady. The problem was, she wasn’t sure if the standards she tried to live up to were her mother’s or her own.
After being accepted into Heather’s friend group, Tess was starting to see that things weren’t so black and white. You didn’t have to choose between liking men or liking women. You could like both. Suppressing a fetish wouldn’t make it go away and remaining pure didn’t make you a good person. But most importantly, Tess had learned that people would judge her no matter what she did, and she shouldn’t let that stop her from doing what she liked.
Once she picked up the remote, she took a seat next to him on the couch. He put his arm around her and she snuggled close to him. Then she turned on the tv.
“Should we continue our usual show?” Tess asked. “Or did you want to watch that new movie I told you about?” She crossed her fingers, hoping he would pick the former. They had already watched the show through once, so they wouldn’t need to pay close attention. And she wanted his attention on her.
“We can watch our show,” Jon replied. He seemed to know what she was thinking.
Her cheeks burned as she went to Amazon Prime and scrolled down to the continue watching section. As usual, they commiserated over how annoying it was to have to skip through a bunch of other sections to get to what they wanted to watch.
They weren’t more than a few minutes into the episode when Tess started teasing him. Pretending to stretch, she lifted her legs and spread her toes out several times. They couldn’t go far inside the tight silky fabric, but they still drew Jon’s attention. He seemed unable to look away as she made her toes dance. The snowy fabric turned transparent where she stretched it.
When she crossed her leg and rested her foot on his knee, he snorted. “I think somebody needs some attention.”
Her heart fluttered again, and she giggled. “Maybe,” she admitted, hiding a coy smile.
“Maybe?” Jon repeated. He poked her in the side a couple times.
Tess chuckled and twisted away, scooting to the end of the couch. She lifted her skirt a little to make sure she showed off the run in the back of her stockings. His hands pursued her, so she laid down on her stomach protectively. Although she enjoyed his touch on her feet, everywhere else on her body was much too ticklish to endure. His fingers crept beneath her and snatched her hips from behind. Then he started squeezing.
She tried to squirm out of his grip, but he was much stronger than her.
“Huh-huh-ha! No! HAHA!” she screamed in laughter into the couch cushion.
Luckily, Jon was a respectful man. He knew how ticklish her upper body was, and he didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable. So he started tickling down the back of her thighs instead. She squealed in laughter, but a little moan slipped out when he traced over the rip in her nylons. Tess did her best not to hump the couch as he lightly grazed the back of her legs.
Her breath caught when he finally reached her ankles. Then he started to unstrap her sandal. She reminded herself to breathe as she turned her head to watch his practiced hands. He slipped off the back of her shoe and set a fingertip on her heel. While the sandal moved gradually up her foot, his finger trailed behind it, making a zigzag pattern.
Tess shivered as he lightly grazed her nyloned sole all the way up her arch. The air felt cool on her foot as her sandal slipped free. He dropped it to the floor then pressed his fingers into the ball of her foot and gently massaged it.
“Mmmm. Thank you. That feels amazing. I can’t believe how much better you’ve gotten at foot massages. You were already so good at it to begin with.”
“Practice makes perfect,” Jon replied. “It’s easy to appreciate beautiful feet like yours.”
“You’re the best. How did I get so lucky?”
“By being your wonderful self.”
Tess beamed. She felt like she was soaring through the sky, sunlight warming her skin. Love and desire filled her in equal measure as he rubbed her sole, making sure to include the top as well. With her foot still in his lap, he took hold of her largest toe with his pointer finger and thumb. Then he started to twist it gently back and forth.
“Huh-huh-ha! Huh-huh-ha!”
He pinched her smallest toe in his other hand and rotated it in time with the big one.
“Ohhhhoooo haha!” Her free middle toes twitched in her white stockings. It tickled so terribly, but the sensations shot up between her legs. She couldn’t believe how aroused she was getting already. He was only touching two of her toes, but she’d been fantasizing about those strong hands for weeks. Tess longed for them to run all over her naked body as he thrust into her.
He moved and started twiddling her three middle toes in one hand. At the same time, his other fingers began dancing over her sole. Fresh jolts coursed through her entire body, making her back arch in pleasure. His fingers spiraled quickly across her nylons, moving in every direction at once.
“Goddddddd yeeeeees,” she cooed, forcing herself to keep her eyes open to watch. Just looking at his hands turned her on. Seeing them tickle and tease her, feeling the sensations they gave her. It was even better than her fantasies. “Huh-huh-ha! Ohhhhh yeeeeesssss.”
“I bet I could give you a ticklegasm just by tickling one foot,” he teased.
She was growing so wet that she thought he was probably right. But she was too embarrassed to admit it. So she just tittered, letting snorty giggles overtake her.
His fingers moved faster, switching between tickling her sole and twisting her toes. Tess started to pant. “Hmmmm. Maybe if I use my mouth too,” he said. Then he lifted her left foot to his lips and took her toes into his mouth. Her excitement grew as the heat swept over her cool toes. He continued to tickle her sole with both hands, the nylon fabric making swishy sounds under his short nails.
Yes, he was definitely right. If he kept going that way, she’d have an orgasm without him even needing to remove her other shoe. He knew exactly what she liked by now, and he was eager to give it to her. Waves of pleasure overwhelmed her, and Tess was unable to keep her eyes open any longer. She squeezed them closed, moaning as Jon tickled and worshipped her foot. Although she was getting close, she longed for him to tickle her other foot as well. It made her feel greedy.
His teeth brushed the pad of her big toe and she whimpered happily.
“Mmmmm, does the lady like that?”
“Uhhhh-huh-huh-huh Uh-huh,” she muttered.
“What was that?” He started nibbling the tip of each toe, moving down the line in a flash.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she answered quickly, feeling a throb between her legs.
“I thought so. Is the lady getting close already?”
“Yeeeesssss. God yes, Jon.”
“Good. Maybe after this I can give you another ticklegasm using the other foot.” Then he took her last four toes into his mouth and sucked.
“Ohhhh my gooooo-hahaha-dddd,” she said, releasing a prolonged moan.
That’s when she heard the apartment door open.
Tess sat up at once, eyes popping open to see her roommate standing in the doorway. She pulled her foot out of Jon’s grip and sat up in one quick motion. But she realized she hadn’t been subtle enough when she and Heather made eye contact.
A look of shock painted her friend’s face. Heather’s mouth was gaping open, but then her lips turned up. She closed the door quickly and approached the couch.
“So, what are you guys up to?” she asked impishly.
“Uhhmm…” Tess glanced nervously at Jon. His face was as red as she knew her own must have been. “Wha-” she squeaked. Then she cleared her throat and started again. “What happened to your date?”
“Oh it was shitty. He got me all excited then said something super misogynistic. Ugh. What a waste. But don’t try and change the subject.” Heather plopped down on the floor in front of them. “Don’t be embarrassed. I told you, lots of people are into kinky things. Its nothing to be ashamed of. So you like having your toes sucked? It’s not even that weird. It’s an erogenous zone for lots of women. Men too.” She gave Jon a pronounced wink.
He shifted on the couch but said nothing.
“I… uh…” Tess began.
“You’re such a prude,” Heather said chuckling and scooting closer. She grabbed Tess’s right ankle and pulled it toward her. Then she started unfastening the strap. Her long, almond-shaped nails clacked together as she worked. “Don’t worry so much. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy.” She pulled off the sandal then looked at Jon and gestured toward Tess’s other foot. “Go on then. Based on what I heard, you seem to know what she likes. I’ll follow your lead.”
Tess and Jon exchanged puzzled looks, but Tess felt a growing buzz within. She’d never thought about this before, but she suddenly realized she wanted it. She really wanted it. The thought of those nails and full lips on her feet made her loins burn with desire.
Her foot seemed to inch toward him of its own volition. Tess lifted her eyebrows at him, wondering what he would think of her if she allowed another person into their sex life. Her heart was beating so hard she thought they might see it thumping in her chest. Nervousness made her ears ring and her palms sweat. But she couldn’t help her level of intrigue.
Though he looked a little off-balance, Jon took her left foot in his hands and started to rub it again. Heather immediately did the same to her right foot. Tess felt the panicked tension in her legs start to loosen as they massaged her tender feet. While Heather’s hands weren’t as strong and well-practiced as Jon’s, she did an admirable job.
Jon slid his finger along her sole almost imperceptibly, drawing her eyes to his. Then he gave her a wondering look. He seemed to be asking if she wanted Heather to know about her tickle fetish. Tess thought quickly. She hadn’t considered telling her roommate about this secret, but Heather had been so open with her, so accepting. She decided in that moment to trust her.
Tess nodded to Jon and his smile returned. First, he lifted her foot to make sure Heather had a good view. Then his fingers took on a more obvious motion, gliding around her sole. Tess giggled breathily and a soft moan slipped out. Her ears burned scarlet as she tried not to meet her roommate’s gaze.
“Ohhhh. I see now,” Heather said, comprehension washing over her face. “I thought I heard a laughing moan on my way in. This is going to be even more fun than I thought.” She tightened her grip on Tess’s ankle and set the lengthy nail of her forefinger directly on the arch of her foot.
Anticipation coursed through Tess and her toes began to twitch before the woman even started moving her finger. As soon as that sharp nail traversed up her foot, she gasped. It sent warm shivers up her spine. Heather offered her a wicked grin and gently scratched the ball of her foot. Then she added the rest of her nails.
Tess squeaked and tried her best to keep her foot still. Those tiny points zipped over her white stockings like they each had their own mind. She leaned back into the couch, teeth gritted with the effort of not pulling away. Her laughter bubbled over. Sparks were shooting up her legs, making her convulse in the best way.
Jon watched Heather tickling her, seeming transfixed. But a particularly loud guffaw broke his reverie. Then he went back to tickling her left foot, looking more enthusiastic than ever. She was glad to see that his steady confidence had returned. His fingertips skittered across her sole in exactly the way she liked. But he kept his eyes locked on Heather’s nails as they tormented her other foot.
As if recognizing that she was giving him a bit of competition, he upped his foot worshipping game and lifted her left foot to his mouth. He gave Heather a challenging look then started dragging his tongue over Tess’s nyloned toes. Heather watched and imitated him, licking the toes on her other foot. Her tongue wasn’t as large and nimble as Jon’s, but it was much softer as it swept over her toes.
When Jon started sucking on her three smallest toes, Heather really had to stretch out her lips to do the same on her right foot. For some reason, it reminded Tess of a game of horse. They added in tickles to her sole while they sucked, and her eyes closed in bliss. She switched between laughs and moans until they pressed in harder, tickling quicker. That’s when Tess was overcome with a fit of unstoppable giggles.
The pair of them went back and forth like that, teasing and tickling. They used their fingers, nails, teeth, tongues, and lips to drive her absolutely crazy. Soon she could feel hot wetness soaking through her panties.
“Ohhhh ma’God you guys, haha, oh my God. That feels sooo huh-huh good,” she managed to say before she was overtaken with laughter once more.
“Can she actually have an orgasm from this?” Heather asked Jon in a low voice. Tess peeked through her squinted eyes quick enough to catch a glimpse of him nodding.
“Ohhh, that’s so naughty. I love it,” she said, pressing her sharp nails in harder.
The double-team tickling made her pleasure rise to new heights. She soared back through an endless twilit sky, clouds covering her skin in a sheen of cool dew. Or maybe that was her own sweat. She was too lost in delight to care. Having the attention of two people, feeling the juxtaposition in their tickling and sucking techniques was better than anything she could have dreamed up.
“It’s so hot watching her.” Heather said softly. Then she lowered her voice even further, but Tess could still make it out. “I bet together we can give her the best orgasm ever.”
“Well, she’s getting close. I can tell.”
Do they think my moans and laughs are loud enough that I can’t hear them, she thought with a wry smile. But she didn’t mind. If anything, listening to their plans for her turned her on even more. And Jon was right, as usual. The orgasm was rushing toward her like an oncoming train with no breaks.
“Maybe we should stop then. Or at least slow down. You know, prolong the pleasure. That’s what makes for the best orgasms.”
“Please don’t stop,” Tess cut in. She couldn’t imagine her level of frustration if they didn’t keep going. She needed to cum. “Please. Huh-huh I’m soooo hoho so close. Huh-huh-ha!”
“Hmmm. Do you think we should let her?” Heather said tauntingly. She tempered her nails to a soft graze, slipping one long nail between her toes and wiggling it teasingly.
“Oh please. Oh please,” she begged. “So close.”
“Maybe,” Jon replied with mischievous glee. He was enjoying this far too much.
Tess humped the air, longingly trying to find something to grind against. Her hand slipped down her body and near the bottom of her dress. She tried to move furtively, but they both noticed.
“Hey now,” Heather snapped, giving her sneaking hand a whack.
“None of that,” Jon agreed. He grabbed her little toe, twisting and toying.
“Yeah, only good girls who don’t touch get to cum.”
“Ohhhh huh-huh-ha! Oh God you guys. Please don’t stop.”
“Don’t stop what?” Heather asked sarcastically. “What are we doing that you like so much?”
Tess was too embarrassed to say it out loud in front of her roommate. But her thick lips were just barely brushing the pads of her toes. She longed for her to take them into her mouth again and suck. She needed it.
“C’mon, you’ll have to admit what you like if you want us to keep going. Good girls say what they want.”
“Tell us,” Jon chimed in. “Ask and you shall receive.”
“Ohhh huh-huh-ha okay, okay, okay,” she relented. Pleeeease suck my toes.”
“And?” Heather prompted.
“And… and tickle my feet, okay! I want to be tickled.”
“Very good,” her roommate said proudly as she wrapped her lips around Tess’s first two toes and started to suck.
“God yeeeessss huhuhuhuh-ha! Huh-huh-ha! Soooo goooooood.”
Jon’s mouth was so wide he managed to fit all her toes in his mouth at once. His tongue prodded and lapped like mad. Both of them tickled Tess’s soles mercilessly, sucking her toes as her feet quivered. Her orgasm arrived screaming.
They tickled her through it, making it last longer than any she’d had before. Her pussy throbbed repeatedly as she gyrated on the couch. They held her legs steady and sucked her toes as Tess thrashed around in the throes of passion. She knew she probably looked ridiculous, but she couldn’t stop herself.
As the pounding within her tapered off, so did her thrusts. Their fingers and tongues slowed. While jubilation was burning inside her like fuel, embarrassment began to weigh her down. She sat up and pulled her legs under herself anxiously. The shame became all-encompassing when she spotted the look of satisfaction on her roommate’s face.
Heather had always joked about how vanilla she was and how she needed to loosen up and try new things. Tess had always feigned disinterest, worried that she’s let her little secret slip. Then she’d be ridiculed or judged. She looked down, feeling her face fall.
“What’s with the somber face? I thought you were enjoying yourself.”
“I was… I just…” she looked at Jon.
“She’s embarrassed,” Jon explained. “Even though I’ve told her several times she shouldn’t be. I mean, I’m into tickling and foot worship too. It’s not that big of a deal.”
“It’s not a big deal at all,” Heather agreed. “You don’t need to be ashamed at all. There are much worse fetishes, believe me.”
Tess still felt self-conscious and she couldn’t look her friend in the eye.
“I’m serious, Tess. Please don’t be embarrassed. Look, if it helps, I’ve wondered about tickling myself. And I’ve always wanted to be tied up.”
Tess’s face lifted and she finally met Heather’s stare. She found earnest understanding and acceptance therein. The weight shifted somewhat, the panic receding. “Really?”
“Really. I fantasize about being tied up, letting people do whatever they want to me.”
“Like multiple dudes?” Jon asked. He didn’t sound critical, only curious.
Heather shrugged. “Dude, chicks, a combination of both. Whatever. I’m not picky. I just want to be completely out of control.”
Tess and Jon glanced at each other and grinned. He had tied her up and tickled her a couple times already since she’d moved in. She even had restraints set up under her mattress, though she had removed the cuffs and tucked the straps in. Nobody would know there was a bondage apparatus there unless they were looking for it. And she hadn’t told Heather or anyone else about it, apart from Jon.
The exchange hadn’t gone unnoticed.
“What?” Heather asked.
“Well… if you really wanted to try it…” She looked at Jon again and he gave her a small nod. He was fine with her telling Heather about the restraints. “I have some cuffs and stuff in the bedroom.”
Heather’s eyes widened. She looked gob smacked. “Wait, seriously?” She looked even more surprised than she had when she’d caught them on the couch. “Oh, you gotta let me try them out.” Without warning, she hoped to her feet and rushed toward Tess’s room.
Tess and Jon got up quickly to follow her. They found her peeking into the nightstand drawer. “Where do you keep your naughty stuff?” she asked, shifting some things around.
“Down here,” Tess replied as she got down on her knees on the side of the bed. She pulled out a large chest with a fancy peacock on top and laid it open. Inside were four sets of leather cuffs on chains, a few belts, a wad of shoestrings, and a bundle of feathers.
Heather looked through it all, eyeing each item before laying it out on the bed. When she got to the cuffs, Tess showed her how they fastened to the straps hidden beneath the mattress.
“Ahhh, clever,” she said nodding. “Good way to keep it a secret.” Heather chuckled, breath quickening. Small spots of color had appeared on her cheeks and chest. She looked enthralled.
Something about seeing her friend that way made desire rise anew within her. Heather giggled often, but she’d never heard raucous laughter from her. The realization made her wonder what it would sound like. Curiosity began to bubble as she watched Heather’s full breasts rise and fall under her tank top. For whatever reason, she had the sudden urge to see beneath it.
Tess imagined her hands slipping into Heather’s shirt and pressing into her side-boobs. Then she tickled, making them shimmy. Thoughts flashed through her mind, and she made eye contact with her roommate. An energy passed between them before Tess looked away. She shoved the sexual images from her mind and stood.
She was about to say something about her and Jon getting back to their date, but Heather spoke first.
“Well, I’m not sure how ticklish I am, but I’m willing to give it a try if you guys want.”
It was Tess’s turn to gape in surprise. “I… uh…” She turned to Jon and found him looking equally stunned. He scratched his head and shrugged.
Tess looked back at Heather. “You want us to… to tickle you?”
“Sure. Why not. Like I said, I just want to be tied up. I’ve fantasized about it forever. Its just hard finding people to trust one hundred percent, you know. All I ask is that you give me an orgasm. I’d really like to have one that I don’t have to handle myself.”
“Uhmmm… How?” she asked, not knowing what else to say.
“Any way you want,” she said with a wink. “But I really doubt I could have one from foot tickling. You’ll have to get a bit more creative. But I have plenty of toys in my bedroom. Hang on. I’ll be right back.”
Heather hurried out of the room and Tess watched her go. She felt bewildered. But she had to admit, the thought of tying someone up and tickling them was starting to arouse her. She loved Jon’s reactions when she poked or prodded him. But he was wildly ticklish, and she knew better than to tease him too much. She rounded on him.
“Do you think we should do this?”
He shrugged again. “That is completely up to you. I am more than willing, but only if you’re sure.”
“More than willing, huh?”
He blushed a little as Heather returned holding a toy in each hand. One was a long dildo with a rotating head that made Tess cross her legs. The other was a small, butterfly-shaped toy with a smaller dildo sticking out from the center. It had straps connecting the wings, making it look like a pair of strange underwear.
“That one looks interesting,” Tess said taking it.
Heather flipped a switch on the bottom and it began to vibrate. She flipped it again and it got stronger. “See, it has different settings. I love this thing.” After another flick, it started going through different vibrational patterns. Then she turned it back off. Although the vibration stopped, nervous excitement continued buzzing inside Tess.
“How about I go put this on under my dress?” Heather suggested. “Then you can tie me up, tickle me, and turn it on whenever you want.” She smiled uncertainly at Tess.
Jon set his hand on her shoulder and squeezed. It seemed to say he supported whatever decision she made. Tess took a deep breath, then she nodded.
“Alright. Put them on and we’ll get the bed set up.”
Heather beamed and rushed out of the room again. She and Jon pulled out the straps from under the mattress and attached four of the cuffs to them.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“I am.”
“And it’s not just for me, right? Because finding a woman who likes to be tickled is more than I ever could have hoped for. And that’s more than enough for me.”
“It’s definitely not just for you,” Tess assured him. She wanted to do this.
When Heather returned, Tess was surprised to find her in nothing but her tank top and red satin panties that sank into her ass. They looked bulky with the butterfly-shaped toy beneath them. Her large feet were bare, her toes polished in dark purple. She stared at Heather’s supple soles as she climbed onto the bed and stretched out. Then she looked at Tess expectantly.
Her heart pumped liquid anxiety and excitement through her as she moved toward the bed. Her hands shook a little as she fit the first of the cuffs over Heather’s left wrist. She gestured to Jon, pointing to the bottom of the bed. He sprang into action, shifting Heather’s leg over to the corner and wrapping the cuff around her left ankle. Then they moved to the other side of the bed and restrained her opposite limbs.
Once Tess finished tightening the strap on the final cuff, Heather was stretched out in the shape of an X. She chewed on her plump lower lip and stared around at her restraints. She tugged on them, testing their strength, and seeming somewhat impressed. Although she’d been the one to suggest this, her skin was getting pinker by the second.
“Well, this is a lot more awkward than I was expecting it to be,” Heather said.
Tess and Jon looked at each other and chuckled in nervous agreement.
“Maybe you could blindfold me?” she suggested. “Then I won’t have to see you two shooting each other furtive, horny glances. It makes a girl feel lonely, you know.”
“Sorry,” they replied in unison, making Heather sigh in dramatic exasperation. Tess went over to the closet and pulled one of her long silk scarves from a hanger. Then she rested it over Heather’s closed eyes and knotted it on the nape of her neck.
Somehow, it seemed to lift some of the anxiety weighing Tess down. Not being seen helped while she was trying to figure out how much of a switch she really was. She’d known for a while that she was interested in women. Not necessary romantically, but definitely sexually. She enjoyed watching lesbian porn, especially if it involved tickling, and she fantasized about women often. But actually doing it felt entirely different. Daunting even. Still, she wanted to try.
Tess knelt down before her friend’s lengthy foot and set her fingertip on her heel. Jon gave her an encouraging nod, and she began to wiggle it experimentally. Her skin was velvety soft, allowing it to move easily. Heather let out a little snort. Moving her finger faster, she drew it up onto her arch. There was a rumbling hum as she added in the rest of her fingers. Heather seemed to be biting her lips closed to hold back her laughter.
Jon sat on the floor in front of Heather’s right foot and started tickling it as well. The humming became more pronounced as their fingers glided over her bare feet. Heather’s legs began to kick, but the bonds kept them mostly in place. Tess grabbed her friend’s instep to steady her foot as her fingers continued to twirl across it.
Finally, soft giggles spilled from Heather’s mouth. Tess looked up to see her friend shaking with laughter. Her eyes were immediately dawn to her quivering breasts. They were barely contained within the top of her tank top. As she squirmed, her shirt pulled down so far that her nipple nearly popped out.
“I thought you weren’t very ticklish,” Jon said in sardonic accusation.
“Eeheehee-ha! I guess eeeheehee I guess I’m more ticklish eeeheehee-ha than I thought.”
“What’s your safe word? In case it’s too much.”
Tess nodded appreciatively to him. She was so overwhelmed, safe words had slipped her mind. But it was a good idea to have one. Jon grabbed two of her toes and twisted them in quick rotations. It seemed like he wanted to make sure she knew what she was getting herself into.
“Oh fuck!” she cried. “I eeeheehee don’t know. Let’s sss-sss-sss do, let’s do break.”
“Sounds good,” Tess said, continuing to watch Jon’s work. He didn’t let up on her toes at all. In fact, he got up on the bed and trapped her foot under his leg. Then he started twiddling her toes wildly with both hands. Arousal leapt within her. He was being so much meaner to Heather than he was to her. For some reason it turned her on almost as much as being tickled.
Laughter racked her friend, and Tess loved the sound of it. Her laugh had a bit of a twinkle as well as a snort. It was so adorable that it made her heart want to burst. But she wanted more. Tess wanted to make her scream in that laughter.
What would that sound like? Tess wondered, digging her nails into Heather’s sole and scribbling harder. Her laughter rang, hitting new pitches, but she still wanted to hear more. It felt like she’d found a new kind of thirst inside her. Something she needed to satiate. It drove her hands upwards to caress and tickle Heather’s freshly-shaved leg. She climbed onto the bed in pursuit of her friend’s most ticklish spot.
While Jon abraded her foot and toes, Tess squeezed and prodded up her leg. Any time she found a spot that made Heather squeal or squirm, she explored it more thoroughly. Her inner-thighs seemed to be extremely sensitive, but when she went up onto her hip, she hit the jackpot.
“Sssss-eeeeheehee-ha! Eeeheehee-ha! Ssssstop! HEEHEE-HA! Nooo!”
Tess hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should stop. But Heather hadn’t said the safe word, so she decided to keep going. She even took a step further, bringing her other hand up to tickle her opposite hip. After finding the bones, she pinched them and started squeezing.
“Ohh noo! HEEHEE! Fuck No! HEEHEE-HA! Not there!” Her boobs jiggled like crazy as laughter rolled through her. She bucked so hard one of her nipples escaped her tank top.
“I think someone found an extra ticklish spot,” Jon teased as he kept tormenting her foot.
“YEEEEESSSS-SSS-SSS YOU DID! EEEHEEHEE! SSS-SSS-STOP! HAAAHHH!”
While Tess kept her hands moving, she did send them higher. She didn’t want her friend to end their fun too soon. Not after she realized how much fun it was to tickle a helpless woman. No wonder Jon got so overly excited when she let him do this to her. He was always so gentle with her though. That wasn’t so with Heather. When he started biting her toes, it wasn’t lustful, it looked purely intent on causing the most ticklish sensation possible.
She tried not to think about what it would be like if this beast were released on her. Warmth still grew between her legs, and she knew her panties must be laden with wetness. That made her remember the toy inside Heather’s underwear. She lifted the satin panties and located the switch, then she slipped it on low.
“Ohhhh yeeeessss,” she cooed, thrusting her pelvis into the air. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” Tess said tickling up her sides. Then she moved back down, teasing her hips a few times. Her friend twittered with laughter, but now it was broken by low moans. Tess started counting her rib bones pair by pair. She listened to how Heather’s laughter or motion changed as she tested different spots. Her fingers dipped into her armpits and began to tap, and Heather began to howl.
“Did you find another one?” Jon asked looked over at her. “Good job. Looks like she’s more of an upper body lady.” He spun around and scooted up Heather’s leg until he was straddling her thigh. Then he started destroying her hips and pelvis with tickles.
She went completely crazy, thrashing madly as they both tickled her. Tess moved one hand down to tickle her right side-boob while keeping her nails skittering in the hollow of her left armpit. Heather’s laugh finally turned into a wail, and Tess thought she may be able to have another orgasm just from that sound alone. It was broken by a sudden and long moan.
Heather humped the air several times as she groaned in pleasure, pausing to laugh here and there. After about ten seconds, her moans died away and she went back to laughing uproariously. Tess was pretty sure she just watched her friend have an orgasm.
“Maybe you should be the one sitting here,” Jon said crawling up the bed. He gestured to Heather’s still writhing lap where the toy was still vibrating softly. Nervous butterflies fluttered in her stomach, but Jon looked so eager. And admittedly, the thought of that buzz intrigued her.
Legs quivering, Tess straddled her friend’s lap and lowered herself onto the toy. Even with two pairs of underwear between her and the toy, the vibrations still shot through her like lightening. It felt like a blissful electrical storm was growing inside her. It was unlike anything she’d felt before. She moaned and started to grind against it.
“Mmmmm, yes,” Heather said pushing into her. “You should turn it up.”
Tess flushed as Jon moved around them. She felt his hand brush her ass cheek, then the buzz between her legs increased. Both she and Heather moaned louder, moving faster into each other. After she overcame her initial desire to cum immediately, Tess refocused. Then she set her hands back to tickling her friend’s most sensitive spots. She dove straight for her side-boobs.
Jon climbed onto Heather’s arms to pin them down better, then pressed into her underarms. Heather writhed and shrieked with fresh peels of laughter. She seemed to be even more sensitive after an orgasm. As she jerked her torso back and forth, both her breasts shook completely free of her shirt. The sound of her screeching, snorting, moaning laughter coupled with the thrum of the toy between her legs brought Tess closer and closer to an orgasm. She was embarrassed to have one in front of her roommate, but its not like Heather could see her.
Her friend seemed to be drawing closer to orgasm as well. Her delightful moans were gradually overtaking her relentless laughter. Tess couldn’t keep her eyes off her bouncing breasts. Eventually, she couldn’t help herself any longer. She clasped her boobs around the areolas and squeezed a few times. A new sort of laugh rang from Heather, almost like a siren.
“Whoa hohohhhoooo! Ahhhahaha! Whoohooohhhhoooo!” She seemed unable to form words as Tess kept tickling her breasts. She rotated them back and forth a bunch of times in her grip as her nipples rose and stiffened. Then she used her nails to spiral around the extra soft areola skin, getting nearer and nearer her to her nipples on each turn.
Again Heather’s sounds changed, this time to a satisfied sighing laugh. But it became breathless when Tess started teasing her hard nipples. She went back and forth between nails and pressed fingertips, making her friend yelp and beg. She glanced up and saw Jon watching her intently. She didn’t even noticed that his own hands had slowed considerably. He seemed more interested in watching Tess tickle her friend’s heaving breasts. He looked entranced with bliss.
Tess pinched Heather’s nipples gently and started toying with them. Heather moaned feverishly, bucking her pelvis so the toy trapped between their pussies rubbed harder. The vibrations gushed through her insistently.
“Ohhhhhoooohoooo I’m cummmmmmmiiiinnnngggg,” Heather screamed.
Tess felt the walls of her pussy begin to squeeze closed. She tried to stop it, but it was no use. Another orgasm pounded through her. Although the orgasm began in her pussy, it seemed to radiate out from her like an explosion. It swept through her entire body, making it convulse in pleasure. The two of them orgasmed together, crying out as they thrusted into each other.
When it was finally over, Tess found herself lying across Heather. She was panting as her thoughts slowly reformed into coherence. Jon was looking at her with a wide smile. The buzzing had stopped, so he must have turned it off at some point. The blindfold had also shifted during their tandem orgasm, so Heather was also regarding her with a silly grin.
“I think its your turn again,” Heather announced. “Don’t you, Jon.”
“Definitely,” he said, releasing both the cuffs around Heather’s wrists. “I had no idea my girlfriend was such a naughty little minx. This will be fun.”
“What?” Tess cried as panic and embarrassment washed over her.
“I know. But I knew she was deviously kinky, deep down. We can smell our own, you know.” Heather gave her a sultry look as Jon released her ankles one by one.
Tess leapt off Heather and ran toward the door. The two of them were so surprised, it took them a moment to come after her. She jogged down the hall to Heather’s bedroom and closed the door. Then she hid under the bed on her stomach.
The pair of them came in a few seconds later and found her immediately. They pulled her half-way out from under the bed but left her top half there in the dark. Then they each sat on one calf and started tickling her nyloned feet. Tess screamed in laughter under the bed. She was shocked by how much more ticklish she was now that she’d had two orgasms.
Heather noticed the run in her stockings on the back of her and thigh started tickling it. The hole widened and she slipped her pointer inside, fingering it. Then her sharp nail went skittering up to her inner thigh. It tickled an insane amount. But all she could do was laugh and pound her fists into the floor.
Jon’s hands were gliding around both of her feet when Heather started ripping into the back of one of her stockings. Tess squealed as she used her nails to squeeze up and down the back of her thigh. It tickled so badly that she started to beg. Tess had a set safe word for when she’d let Jon restrain her, but it had completely fled from her mind.
Heather tore open the other stocking so she could get at the flesh underneath. Then she tickled both Tess’s upper thighs at once, skittering and scratching quicker. That’s when she felt Jon rip open the foot of her stockings. Even though she’d longed for him to do that earlier, now it just sent terror up her spine. She tried to find the words to tell him she’d forgotten the safe words, but they were lost in her ceaseless laughter from what Heather was doing to her thighs.
There was a brief respite when Heather got off her and retrieved something from her nightstand. It gave Tess a second to breath and flip over. She had to protect the overly-sensitive backs of her thighs. It was more than she could take. But when Heather sat back down between her legs, she got around the problem by slipping her leg under Tess’s knee. Then she propped up her leg, found the gapping hole, snuck her hand inside it, and went back to decimating her thigh.
“Ohhhaha fuuuu hahahah! AHHHAHA! Nooooo! HAHA!” was all Tess could mutter.
She felt something cold leak onto her sole, but it warmed up quickly as Jon rubbed it in with his thick fingers. A part of her mind realized he had just doused her foot in baby oil, another part was hyper-focused on Heather ravaging her legs. The woman’s pointy fingernails frolicked over her thighs like prancing antelope. Then it got worse. Much worse.
Jon started tickling her sole. The oil made it tickle so much that it almost felt as if he’d set the vibrator on it. She thrashed about beneath the bed, making her skirt hike up. Heather’s fingers slid higher up into her stockings, finding her thigh tendon. She started rotating it between her fingers and thumb while tickling the meat of her inner thigh with the other hand.
“Noooo eeee ahhhhh! I eeeheeeheee CAN’T! NO MORE! HAHA! STOP!”
Instead of stopping, she felt Jon tear into the stocking on her other foot. She wailed harder as he coated her sole in oil and started dragging his fingers over it. Then he was tickling both at once. Tess was going to lose her mind. Even though it tickled beyond reason, certain spots on her sole made her pussy throb each time her went over them.
Heather’s fingers slowed to gently graze her thighs and Tess’s laughter finally got back to normal. She managed to catch her breath. Just when she was about to tell them she’d seriously had enough, she felt Heather’s finger slip into the edge of her underwear. She traced along her panty line, zig-zagging her fingertip back and forth. It drew dangerously close to the lips of her pussy, making Tess gasp. She felt another finger on the other side a second later. Heather’s touch was so soft, it felt like her fingertips were made of silk.
She shivered as goosebumps covered her body. The thought of telling them to stop soared away as more fingers joined the tracing. Unable to help it, she wriggled her hips at just the right moment, causing one finger to slide onto her pussy. Heather took the hint and started running her fingers over the sides of her pussy. She moved up to the top and then trailed her lightly pressed fingers downward, sweeping them over Tess’s lips.
At the same time, Jon was covering both of her feet in warm wet tickles. He went back and forth sucking one set of her toes and then the other. All the nibbles and nails, caresses and licks, pokes and tickles, were making her head spin in the best way.
“Ohhh my God,” she said, realizing that there was drool hanging from the corner of her lips. She was so glad they couldn’t see her as she wiped it away on the mattress over her head.
They said something she could hear, and she suddenly felt her panties shift to one side. There was warmth as she felt hairs tickling both her inner thighs. Heather’s head was between her legs. Her stomach swooped, and two quick heartbeats later, she felt a mouth touch her pussy.
Heather’s lips were beyond supple as they grazed over her. Warm breath made her long for more. Then finally, she felt a pair of fingers sneak onto her pussy. They gently parted her lips, exposing a stiff pink clit. Tess forced herself to stay still and not thrust herself needily into Heather’s mouth. A tongue pressed into her vagina and began to glide up. It swept around her clit several times, careful not to touch it before going back down. She did it over and over, sometimes letting her tongue brush gently over her clit.
Tess sighed in pleasure and tried not to beg for more. When Jon had done this, there had been a power to it. She’d felt his animalistic hunger for her. This was different. It wasn’t better, but it was sweeter and gentler. She grabbed the mattress above her squeezed, feeling like she was floating on a cloud. One that was drifting closer to an orgasm.
It wasn’t long before Heather’s lips started to suck her clit. The new pressure made Tess gyrate instinctively. She couldn’t stop herself. Heather’s head shook back and forth swiftly as she held her clit between her lips. Feeling that along with Jon’s oily fingers and hot mouth sent her over the edge. She pulsed through another panting, screaming orgasm.
The third one of the night was the best one yet. It raced up her spine, radiating out to her fingertips then back down to her legs. The pleasure met up with the bliss on her feet, sweeping through her like a raging storm. She moaned until her voice broke.
Then she went completely limp. They had to pull her out from under the bed and she buried her red, sweaty face in her heads. It took a long time to convince her that she hadn’t done anything to be ashamed of. And after that, she basked in warm glow of acceptance. She and Jon cuddled up for bed and she started thinking about the next double-team and tickle session. The switch purred within her, fully satisfied.
I appreciate that so much.
