Paul and I had been out at the shops Christmas party held on a river-boat on the River Thames and taken the all night bus home, well to his place as was arranged and Paul having drunk a little too much I was glad I was with him to see him home safe. I secretly always fancied my work collegue as did many of the female sales assistants so Paul was a bit of a romeo in the store and knew the effect he had on staff and even me. Though assuring me he was 100% hetero he clearly liked the fact I found him attractive and I had felt awkward when he suggested after the work party that I stayed at his place, well his parent's house but knew I would agree to it.
I asked him where I would sleep and he's said with him and seeing me looking shocked the 19yr old lad, so a year my jnr saying we'd share his bed head to toe as he trusted me and he'd given me the killer smile he was known for. I was both excited and nervous over the arrangement and glad he had drunk a little too much as with luck he would crash and be out for the count once we got to his room. Arriving at his home in the early hours, his folks and younger brother Adam were all asleep and we quietly went to Paul's room and he managintg to get his shoes, jacket, polo neck jumper and trousers off as he then flopped onto his bed.
I drew the duvet over him and slid into the bed and found myself facing his tow size 11 feet, the soles of his feet in the thin nylon black socks and the reason they have been my favourite socks on guys ever since. So there were the feet of the straight guy I had the hots for and I lay there sure if Paul knew it was the feet of guys that got me horny, not their dicks and asses ever and never will be; that he would not have placed such temptations in my immediate vicinity.
Facing both socked soles and my face inches from them; their rich aroma easy to detect and in the moonlight able to see the outline of them clearly as a welcomed bonus as I was determined to make the most of being closer to his feet than I ever dared imagine being but little did I know what lay ahead for us. Paul it seemed not as drunk as he having appeared as he moved his feet and both socked soles were close against my face and I initially hesitated what to do as I inhaled their smell both radiating heat and the socked feet against my face felt wonderful but thought I best react naturally and say something.
"Paul you awake mate?" I whispered and his socked toes wiggled as he moaned in response.
"Paul mate, move your feet a little, your socks stink!" I said and thinking he would move his feet but instead he saying
"Okay so take 'em off!" and I wasn't sure I heard him right so told him his feet in socks smelled being close to my face and again Paul saying
"I told you mate then take 'em off or quit complaining!"
I transfixed on his feet and intoxicating smell leaned closer to both socked soles and slowly, teasingly peeled off both of his socks leaving his soles exposed and his socks off I already sensed my hardon from being with Paul's feet and feet that smelled so awesome. Now in front of me his two bare feet and both soles which he then slid away from me which was disappointing but at the same time made things more comfortable.
I lay quiet looking at his bare feet and then heard from Paul
"Better now, my feet always get sweaty and smelly mate but in socks worse so better now I guess!" Paul said
"Yeah Paul!" I said
Then he drew his bare soles close to me and wiggled his toes and cheekily enticed me to prove it and sniff his bare soles and I initially refused but it's like Paul was reading my mind as he told me that he sensing I wanted to and should take advantage of the offer and within moments I did and he then said
"Mmm smell good yeah, real men's feet" he said wiggling his ten toes "They smell good Richard?" Paul asked me directly
"Er yes I guess Paul!" I tried to sound convincing but non-plussed by the question
"Yeah right, seen you eyeing my feet in my shoes even earlier last night at the party!" said Paul "I'm right and you know it, size 11's, toes wiggling, how can you resist 'em, can you resist 'em mate?"
"Paul stop teasing me, come on let's go to sleep!" I said but his arches looking so inviting and vulnerable!
"You saying you can resist my feet Richard as bet you can't" teased Paul running his feet soles under my nose and so I stroked an index finger along the squirming sole of Paul's right foot and heard a boysih giggle as he said "Dont' do that heehee it tickles"
I drew my finger under the bese of the toes of his right foot taking full advantage of his feet being so close to me and saying his feet seemed so helpless and vulnerable as I lightly stroked both soles of his flawless feet, amazing toes and so sensitive arches and as I held his feet down on the bed under the influence of alcohol he unable to stop me securing his ankles together and suddenly feeling my teeth nibbling his heels then licking the length of his soles to his toes and nibbling and sucing on them and sliding my tongue in between them all!
With one hand I then held his toes so his arches were strretched and lightly stroked over them and he went crazy with laughter muffled in the pillow! I alternated from one bare foot to the other one as his toes clenched and splayed and then I licked his sweaty soles which lickled him and an unexpected sensation which took his torment and teasing to another level! His feet smelled like feet and my mouth proved an effective and evil weapon as I enveloped his long toes inside my warm mouth slithered tongue under and over his soles and licking in between his toes. Paul shook violently when my fingers lightly stroked both soles so mixing in the erotic foot worship with an intense tickling feeling hearing a steady stream of uncontrolled laughter from him!
"Oh fuck hahahha not that please I'm too ticklish!" Paul said as his feet and toes flexed and curled in a vain attempt to thwart the ticklish onslaught from me but then he sensed my warm and moist tongue licking along one sole and then the other and lightly licked in between Paul's toes but still simultaneously lightly stroking Paul's bare soles and then nibbling on his toes but then happy to just massage his bare soles.
"You like this right Paul, yeah you wanted me playing with your feet and very ticklish feet!" I said slowly stroking his soles mapping out every nerve in his feet and discovering them making Paul flinch as discovered testing them and told him to press his face into his pillow which he did!
I then lightly raked my fingernails over his tender soles in a maddening zig-zag pattern and breathed and blew on his feet making him moan more as I stroked the balls of his feet and along the middle of his soles and back to his toes and my fingers dancing over his toes teasingly before then nibbling on them. I then gliding my tongue along the soles of his feet and tauntingly saying I hoped he was enjoying the tongue bath as his sweaty feet tasting awesome.
Paul was quiet but moaning as I am good at what I do with men's feet and have enjoyed the greatest times pleasuring and seducing straight men's feet and they telling me that my mouth certainly exciting them as giving a pair of sensitive bare feet is something I relsih in doing and so excel at. As Paul learned, my having a wicked lickling technique, long and slow licks and followed by short and fast ones which lickled him more than he had dared imagine it would as Paul told me later.
Loved Paul's helpless feet facing me and ran one finger vertically and very slowly over one bare sole and then the other and then stroked each bare sole slowly horizontally gaining a similar reaction and telling him I was glad that my touch was clearly driving him crazy as I fondled all of his vulnerable, helpless toes. I then told him to bite on his pillow as I stroked the soles of his feet with more pressure and heard even muffled his laughing
"HAHHA-AHHA-HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA NOOOOSTAWHAPPLEAHESEHAHAHHAAH....NO! STAHAPHAHAHAHA"
I progressed slowly running my fingers over both of his soles and under his toes and licked intimately in between his toes and noting Paul's reactions as my tongue teased his toes and loved seeing his soles wrinkle as lightly stroking them both. I then stroked Paul's arches and easily determined a really sensitive area of his feet. slipped the tip of my tongue between his toes as I proceeded to lick between all ten of them and then was licking his tender soft soles all over! I bent my face to them both and felt the warmth from his feet, lightly licking the ball of his right foot and he moaned as I continued to let my tongue dance on his right foot. My tongue slid all the way up and down the length of his arch as Paul gasped and his foot shuddered as he lost it laughing!
"Are your feet licklish or something Paul?" I mocked him
Before he could answer I dragged my index finger up and down his right foot and then his left foot and then placed all of my fingers under each sole in turn and scratched the length of each foot. I was soon tickling his feet simultaneously like a maniac. I tickled his toes and the balls of his feet, I tickled his ankles and the tops of his feet and scribbled my fingers across both arches! I got serious with his feet using my fingers as he laughed harder and harder and showed him no mercy and the tickling stopping to continue rubbing his feet, sensitive feet wriggling around and he laughing his ass off.
I then took hold of the feather and deployed this along his soles and dragged the quill end the length of the soles of his feet which was excruciatingly ticklish torment for him and I relished in delivering it, Berruti really groaned and squirmed when I tickled his soles with the feather. I stopped with the feather and I began to suck on his toes and licked the soles of his licklish feet and saying I was going to tickle and lickle, lickle and tickle his feet knowing he couldn't stand it and sucked on his toes!
"Mmmm got to say Paul your feet are awesome, smelling great and tasting awesome so lie fucking still as not my problem your feet are ticklish but something I'm enjoying but you saying you sensing my liking your feet it's interesting you invite me to share your bed and lying by them so seems you have a hidden agenda but your secrets safe with me!" I taunted him and was consumed by a sense of sadism as I licked the soles of each foot and massaged my saliva into both soles making his feet even hotter and sweatier and stroking his hypersensitive arches as Paul's laughter became more frantic and frenzied from the intensity of the tickles I was enjoying delivering to them both and verbally taunting him!
"Tell me Paul are you ticklish on your feet, I really love ticklish feet Paul and I am seeing your toes wiggling and love having these large and sweaty soles in my grasp, your feet both mine to enjoy from heels to toes!"
Sharing his bed I traced a finger slowly and teasingly along the soles of his very sensitive feet and knowing from his instant reactions to my sucking hard on his toes that I could easily drive Paul ballistic tickling his feet with a real passion! I knew though now not the time and situation and circumstance appropriate to doing so that this time would come! It happened the following month at a hotel in Brighton!
Secured to the hotel bed my fingers worked their magic over the soles of Paul's feet and I relsihed in tickling in between his toes which are especially ticklish and tormenting his feet leaving him sweating like a pig having been teased, tormented and edged eventually allowed to shoot his load after the unforgettable ordeal which was worth waiting for! Shortly after it's happening Paul leaving the store and our subsequently losing contact! I guess I blew his cover as a straight man!
Anyway at the initiation session I buried my face against his fragantly rich smelling feet making sure they both coated with my saliva, the deliciousness of them being sweaty, a tasty combination with all her toes shaking wildly in reaction to my oral action and then indulging in fondling and feeling up both of his feet and massaging them both allowing him a respite from my oral attention! I then used my fingertips to lightly stroke over both of his bare ticklish soles, scraping from his smooth heels to his long wriggling toes and forcing Paul into immediate spasms of wailing laughter. I picked up the pace every two minutes, using my fingernails to trace patterns all over his arches and stroking the balls of his feet. Then I gently pried apart each of his toes and saw the feather end of the feather and the pipe cleaner in turn between them.
Paul tried his damn best to pull his feet away but was completely helpless to stop me from doing whatever I wanted to his feet as I so enjoyed telling him! I then resumed gently massaging his feet but then my fingernails began scraping his soles as I continued the massage. With each careless tickle contact Berruti reactively giggled and soon dissolved into consistent laughter as the massage transformed into a full-fledged tickling attack, my fingernails dancing unpredictably up and down the warm, soft, sweaty wriggling soles of his feet.
"Shit! Ha-ha-ha!Th-that tICKles!" he squeaked out between laughter"Please! Ha-ha-haaaaeeeee! Please stop!"
I enjoyed his desperate reactions my tickling his feet was provoking. I continued the tickling non-stop and well lubricated with his sweat and my saliva he shook his head at me as smiling I retrieved the plastic tined hairbrush and muffled pleas came from him which were ignored as with a slow and deliberate speed I lowered the hair brush to his bare feet and touched the tines by slowly and agonizingly dragged the hair brush up his soles. He roared with laughter as I dragged the tines up and down his squirming soles and eventually after an intense tickling I stopped! I instead lightly caressed his feet with my fingers and in between doing this enjoyed licking them all over as his foot taste was so appealing and after my fingers again the feather proving so effective on the tops, the sides and between his toes but the quill end along the soles of his feet.
The deep, resonant bellow of laughter from him really turning me on as such a ticklish guy even from the touch of a feather! My fingers stroking all over his feet drove Paul wild as they traced random patterns up and down the soles of his feet and under his toes and then I said I having worked up an appetite and squirted the whipped cream over both of his feet and enjoyed licking it off and had made him splay his toes and squirted cream in between each of his toes and clean of the whipped cream which I made sure took a while said that the next time would be chocolate sauce and licked under and in between his toes nibbling them all!
"HAHHAHAHAHAA NO !NOT THERE!NOT BETWEEN MY TOES!HAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHE!"
I then continued the assault on his helpless feet with my fingers and told Paul that he was laughing louder than anyone I had ever tickled even gagged was so much louder and in fact he was drowned in his own pure, unbridled hysteria. His laughter got louder and stronger still when I activated the electric toothbrush and the rotating bristles of it really made him thrash around and laugh.
"Ah, Haaahahaha heehaaahaha, stoop nooo not my ah, ah, haha HHAHAAAAAHEEHEEFUCUCK feeeeeeeeetHAHAHAHAHA!"
My assault on his feet with the sonicare was relentless and saliva lubed as I licked his soles too meant the bristles easily slid over and over and over his soles as Berruti laughed like crazy, he howled with laughter and then I stopped tickling his feet and using scissors cut off his briefs and gripped his dick and worked it sensuously even licking it which drove him berserk but achived the objective and got him rock hard and then jerked him off and he couldn't stop it happening and shot his load and I winked that I hoped he had enjoyed the relief as he clearly was cursing me but told him that having cum his feet would be even more tortuously ticklish and went to work on those ticklsh soles of his using my fingers. I ran them back and forth and up n' down the soles of Berruti's feet as he was desperately trying to escape the sensation.He laughed and laughed as my fingers worked their magic! Soon enough I started tomenting him with the feather again and I twirled the stiff quill across his soles and toes really torturing his nerve endings saying to him that I loved it when a ticklish guy responds to my feather tickling techniques as he was!
"No...Haahahhha...NoHHAHAHAHAHAHASTOOPHEEHEEHEEAHAH AHAA!"
"You know Paul you have great feet so big and senstive and so tasty, yeah raunchy smelling as they're ripe tasting
"HhahhahahahahaStop.. Hahahahahah HeeStop! Ahhhhhh!Haaaa Haahaha"No, no! Stop HAAHAA haaaHAAA!" he howled
I really gave his soles a good scraping with the quill of the feather back and forth, I went as fast as I could while he laughed and swore at me when I tickled the middle of his arches and then enjoying rubbling the sweaty soles of his feet as I told him that to date he having the most ticklish feet that I had ever had the pleasure of torturing and the tickling was unbearable for him and I enjoyed deeply inhaling the powerful smell of his feet and began licking the soles of his feet back and forth making him squirm and laugh as I continued taking full advantage of his sensitivity. I then ran the plastic tines of the hairbrush along his bare soles which drove Berutti berserk and alternated this technique with running the feather and sometimes the pipe cleaner in between his toes driving Paul really crazy! Using my fingers I tickled his bare soles and right under his toes, an especially sensitive area of his feet
"HA HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHH! Shit! AH-AH-HAHAHAHAHAHA AHH! HA HAA HAAAshit! shi- ha hA HAAAAAAA AH! oh, shitAH HAA HA HA Hee hee NO! NOOOO -- HA HAAAAAA HAAAA Pleas -- Please! ha HAA HAAAAA HAAAAA HAAAAA fuck! HA hAAAAA HAAAAAAAAA oh fuc- HA HAHAAHAAHAAHHH!AH!!! HA HAA HAA AHHH!!! NO! NOOOOOO!! PLEEEEEESE! PLE-- HE HAAA HAA HA HAA HAA HA!"
I asked him where I would sleep and he's said with him and seeing me looking shocked the 19yr old lad, so a year my jnr saying we'd share his bed head to toe as he trusted me and he'd given me the killer smile he was known for. I was both excited and nervous over the arrangement and glad he had drunk a little too much as with luck he would crash and be out for the count once we got to his room. Arriving at his home in the early hours, his folks and younger brother Adam were all asleep and we quietly went to Paul's room and he managintg to get his shoes, jacket, polo neck jumper and trousers off as he then flopped onto his bed.
I drew the duvet over him and slid into the bed and found myself facing his tow size 11 feet, the soles of his feet in the thin nylon black socks and the reason they have been my favourite socks on guys ever since. So there were the feet of the straight guy I had the hots for and I lay there sure if Paul knew it was the feet of guys that got me horny, not their dicks and asses ever and never will be; that he would not have placed such temptations in my immediate vicinity.
Facing both socked soles and my face inches from them; their rich aroma easy to detect and in the moonlight able to see the outline of them clearly as a welcomed bonus as I was determined to make the most of being closer to his feet than I ever dared imagine being but little did I know what lay ahead for us. Paul it seemed not as drunk as he having appeared as he moved his feet and both socked soles were close against my face and I initially hesitated what to do as I inhaled their smell both radiating heat and the socked feet against my face felt wonderful but thought I best react naturally and say something.
"Paul you awake mate?" I whispered and his socked toes wiggled as he moaned in response.
"Paul mate, move your feet a little, your socks stink!" I said and thinking he would move his feet but instead he saying
"Okay so take 'em off!" and I wasn't sure I heard him right so told him his feet in socks smelled being close to my face and again Paul saying
"I told you mate then take 'em off or quit complaining!"
I transfixed on his feet and intoxicating smell leaned closer to both socked soles and slowly, teasingly peeled off both of his socks leaving his soles exposed and his socks off I already sensed my hardon from being with Paul's feet and feet that smelled so awesome. Now in front of me his two bare feet and both soles which he then slid away from me which was disappointing but at the same time made things more comfortable.
I lay quiet looking at his bare feet and then heard from Paul
"Better now, my feet always get sweaty and smelly mate but in socks worse so better now I guess!" Paul said
"Yeah Paul!" I said
Then he drew his bare soles close to me and wiggled his toes and cheekily enticed me to prove it and sniff his bare soles and I initially refused but it's like Paul was reading my mind as he told me that he sensing I wanted to and should take advantage of the offer and within moments I did and he then said
"Mmm smell good yeah, real men's feet" he said wiggling his ten toes "They smell good Richard?" Paul asked me directly
"Er yes I guess Paul!" I tried to sound convincing but non-plussed by the question
"Yeah right, seen you eyeing my feet in my shoes even earlier last night at the party!" said Paul "I'm right and you know it, size 11's, toes wiggling, how can you resist 'em, can you resist 'em mate?"
"Paul stop teasing me, come on let's go to sleep!" I said but his arches looking so inviting and vulnerable!
"You saying you can resist my feet Richard as bet you can't" teased Paul running his feet soles under my nose and so I stroked an index finger along the squirming sole of Paul's right foot and heard a boysih giggle as he said "Dont' do that heehee it tickles"
I drew my finger under the bese of the toes of his right foot taking full advantage of his feet being so close to me and saying his feet seemed so helpless and vulnerable as I lightly stroked both soles of his flawless feet, amazing toes and so sensitive arches and as I held his feet down on the bed under the influence of alcohol he unable to stop me securing his ankles together and suddenly feeling my teeth nibbling his heels then licking the length of his soles to his toes and nibbling and sucing on them and sliding my tongue in between them all!
With one hand I then held his toes so his arches were strretched and lightly stroked over them and he went crazy with laughter muffled in the pillow! I alternated from one bare foot to the other one as his toes clenched and splayed and then I licked his sweaty soles which lickled him and an unexpected sensation which took his torment and teasing to another level! His feet smelled like feet and my mouth proved an effective and evil weapon as I enveloped his long toes inside my warm mouth slithered tongue under and over his soles and licking in between his toes. Paul shook violently when my fingers lightly stroked both soles so mixing in the erotic foot worship with an intense tickling feeling hearing a steady stream of uncontrolled laughter from him!
"Oh fuck hahahha not that please I'm too ticklish!" Paul said as his feet and toes flexed and curled in a vain attempt to thwart the ticklish onslaught from me but then he sensed my warm and moist tongue licking along one sole and then the other and lightly licked in between Paul's toes but still simultaneously lightly stroking Paul's bare soles and then nibbling on his toes but then happy to just massage his bare soles.
"You like this right Paul, yeah you wanted me playing with your feet and very ticklish feet!" I said slowly stroking his soles mapping out every nerve in his feet and discovering them making Paul flinch as discovered testing them and told him to press his face into his pillow which he did!
I then lightly raked my fingernails over his tender soles in a maddening zig-zag pattern and breathed and blew on his feet making him moan more as I stroked the balls of his feet and along the middle of his soles and back to his toes and my fingers dancing over his toes teasingly before then nibbling on them. I then gliding my tongue along the soles of his feet and tauntingly saying I hoped he was enjoying the tongue bath as his sweaty feet tasting awesome.
Paul was quiet but moaning as I am good at what I do with men's feet and have enjoyed the greatest times pleasuring and seducing straight men's feet and they telling me that my mouth certainly exciting them as giving a pair of sensitive bare feet is something I relsih in doing and so excel at. As Paul learned, my having a wicked lickling technique, long and slow licks and followed by short and fast ones which lickled him more than he had dared imagine it would as Paul told me later.
Loved Paul's helpless feet facing me and ran one finger vertically and very slowly over one bare sole and then the other and then stroked each bare sole slowly horizontally gaining a similar reaction and telling him I was glad that my touch was clearly driving him crazy as I fondled all of his vulnerable, helpless toes. I then told him to bite on his pillow as I stroked the soles of his feet with more pressure and heard even muffled his laughing
"HAHHA-AHHA-HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA NOOOOSTAWHAPPLEAHESEHAHAHHAAH....NO! STAHAPHAHAHAHA"
I progressed slowly running my fingers over both of his soles and under his toes and licked intimately in between his toes and noting Paul's reactions as my tongue teased his toes and loved seeing his soles wrinkle as lightly stroking them both. I then stroked Paul's arches and easily determined a really sensitive area of his feet. slipped the tip of my tongue between his toes as I proceeded to lick between all ten of them and then was licking his tender soft soles all over! I bent my face to them both and felt the warmth from his feet, lightly licking the ball of his right foot and he moaned as I continued to let my tongue dance on his right foot. My tongue slid all the way up and down the length of his arch as Paul gasped and his foot shuddered as he lost it laughing!
"Are your feet licklish or something Paul?" I mocked him
Before he could answer I dragged my index finger up and down his right foot and then his left foot and then placed all of my fingers under each sole in turn and scratched the length of each foot. I was soon tickling his feet simultaneously like a maniac. I tickled his toes and the balls of his feet, I tickled his ankles and the tops of his feet and scribbled my fingers across both arches! I got serious with his feet using my fingers as he laughed harder and harder and showed him no mercy and the tickling stopping to continue rubbing his feet, sensitive feet wriggling around and he laughing his ass off.
I then took hold of the feather and deployed this along his soles and dragged the quill end the length of the soles of his feet which was excruciatingly ticklish torment for him and I relished in delivering it, Berruti really groaned and squirmed when I tickled his soles with the feather. I stopped with the feather and I began to suck on his toes and licked the soles of his licklish feet and saying I was going to tickle and lickle, lickle and tickle his feet knowing he couldn't stand it and sucked on his toes!
"Mmmm got to say Paul your feet are awesome, smelling great and tasting awesome so lie fucking still as not my problem your feet are ticklish but something I'm enjoying but you saying you sensing my liking your feet it's interesting you invite me to share your bed and lying by them so seems you have a hidden agenda but your secrets safe with me!" I taunted him and was consumed by a sense of sadism as I licked the soles of each foot and massaged my saliva into both soles making his feet even hotter and sweatier and stroking his hypersensitive arches as Paul's laughter became more frantic and frenzied from the intensity of the tickles I was enjoying delivering to them both and verbally taunting him!
"Tell me Paul are you ticklish on your feet, I really love ticklish feet Paul and I am seeing your toes wiggling and love having these large and sweaty soles in my grasp, your feet both mine to enjoy from heels to toes!"
Sharing his bed I traced a finger slowly and teasingly along the soles of his very sensitive feet and knowing from his instant reactions to my sucking hard on his toes that I could easily drive Paul ballistic tickling his feet with a real passion! I knew though now not the time and situation and circumstance appropriate to doing so that this time would come! It happened the following month at a hotel in Brighton!
Secured to the hotel bed my fingers worked their magic over the soles of Paul's feet and I relsihed in tickling in between his toes which are especially ticklish and tormenting his feet leaving him sweating like a pig having been teased, tormented and edged eventually allowed to shoot his load after the unforgettable ordeal which was worth waiting for! Shortly after it's happening Paul leaving the store and our subsequently losing contact! I guess I blew his cover as a straight man!
Anyway at the initiation session I buried my face against his fragantly rich smelling feet making sure they both coated with my saliva, the deliciousness of them being sweaty, a tasty combination with all her toes shaking wildly in reaction to my oral action and then indulging in fondling and feeling up both of his feet and massaging them both allowing him a respite from my oral attention! I then used my fingertips to lightly stroke over both of his bare ticklish soles, scraping from his smooth heels to his long wriggling toes and forcing Paul into immediate spasms of wailing laughter. I picked up the pace every two minutes, using my fingernails to trace patterns all over his arches and stroking the balls of his feet. Then I gently pried apart each of his toes and saw the feather end of the feather and the pipe cleaner in turn between them.
Paul tried his damn best to pull his feet away but was completely helpless to stop me from doing whatever I wanted to his feet as I so enjoyed telling him! I then resumed gently massaging his feet but then my fingernails began scraping his soles as I continued the massage. With each careless tickle contact Berruti reactively giggled and soon dissolved into consistent laughter as the massage transformed into a full-fledged tickling attack, my fingernails dancing unpredictably up and down the warm, soft, sweaty wriggling soles of his feet.
"Shit! Ha-ha-ha!Th-that tICKles!" he squeaked out between laughter"Please! Ha-ha-haaaaeeeee! Please stop!"
I enjoyed his desperate reactions my tickling his feet was provoking. I continued the tickling non-stop and well lubricated with his sweat and my saliva he shook his head at me as smiling I retrieved the plastic tined hairbrush and muffled pleas came from him which were ignored as with a slow and deliberate speed I lowered the hair brush to his bare feet and touched the tines by slowly and agonizingly dragged the hair brush up his soles. He roared with laughter as I dragged the tines up and down his squirming soles and eventually after an intense tickling I stopped! I instead lightly caressed his feet with my fingers and in between doing this enjoyed licking them all over as his foot taste was so appealing and after my fingers again the feather proving so effective on the tops, the sides and between his toes but the quill end along the soles of his feet.
The deep, resonant bellow of laughter from him really turning me on as such a ticklish guy even from the touch of a feather! My fingers stroking all over his feet drove Paul wild as they traced random patterns up and down the soles of his feet and under his toes and then I said I having worked up an appetite and squirted the whipped cream over both of his feet and enjoyed licking it off and had made him splay his toes and squirted cream in between each of his toes and clean of the whipped cream which I made sure took a while said that the next time would be chocolate sauce and licked under and in between his toes nibbling them all!
"HAHHAHAHAHAA NO !NOT THERE!NOT BETWEEN MY TOES!HAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHE!"
I then continued the assault on his helpless feet with my fingers and told Paul that he was laughing louder than anyone I had ever tickled even gagged was so much louder and in fact he was drowned in his own pure, unbridled hysteria. His laughter got louder and stronger still when I activated the electric toothbrush and the rotating bristles of it really made him thrash around and laugh.
"Ah, Haaahahaha heehaaahaha, stoop nooo not my ah, ah, haha HHAHAAAAAHEEHEEFUCUCK feeeeeeeeetHAHAHAHAHA!"
My assault on his feet with the sonicare was relentless and saliva lubed as I licked his soles too meant the bristles easily slid over and over and over his soles as Berruti laughed like crazy, he howled with laughter and then I stopped tickling his feet and using scissors cut off his briefs and gripped his dick and worked it sensuously even licking it which drove him berserk but achived the objective and got him rock hard and then jerked him off and he couldn't stop it happening and shot his load and I winked that I hoped he had enjoyed the relief as he clearly was cursing me but told him that having cum his feet would be even more tortuously ticklish and went to work on those ticklsh soles of his using my fingers. I ran them back and forth and up n' down the soles of Berruti's feet as he was desperately trying to escape the sensation.He laughed and laughed as my fingers worked their magic! Soon enough I started tomenting him with the feather again and I twirled the stiff quill across his soles and toes really torturing his nerve endings saying to him that I loved it when a ticklish guy responds to my feather tickling techniques as he was!
"No...Haahahhha...NoHHAHAHAHAHAHASTOOPHEEHEEHEEAHAH AHAA!"
"You know Paul you have great feet so big and senstive and so tasty, yeah raunchy smelling as they're ripe tasting
"HhahhahahahahaStop.. Hahahahahah HeeStop! Ahhhhhh!Haaaa Haahaha"No, no! Stop HAAHAA haaaHAAA!" he howled
I really gave his soles a good scraping with the quill of the feather back and forth, I went as fast as I could while he laughed and swore at me when I tickled the middle of his arches and then enjoying rubbling the sweaty soles of his feet as I told him that to date he having the most ticklish feet that I had ever had the pleasure of torturing and the tickling was unbearable for him and I enjoyed deeply inhaling the powerful smell of his feet and began licking the soles of his feet back and forth making him squirm and laugh as I continued taking full advantage of his sensitivity. I then ran the plastic tines of the hairbrush along his bare soles which drove Berutti berserk and alternated this technique with running the feather and sometimes the pipe cleaner in between his toes driving Paul really crazy! Using my fingers I tickled his bare soles and right under his toes, an especially sensitive area of his feet
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