Sorry for any spelling/grammar errors, I haven't been in the mood for writing for quite a while so when I was at the beach recently and got inspired I wrote it down as quick as I could.
This one's based on a family that is rude to a few beachgoers on their way to the beach. But after getting buried by their kids the parents would soon regret their decisions more than they know. All characters portrayed are 18+ and as usual, comments/thoughts are appreciated.
When I previously searched for any */m beach content I couldn't find much (although there are a few good stories). So if anyone has any good ones please share them and hopefully this inspires some writers to add to the collection with a story of their own. Apologies for anyone who is an */f fan, I did include a woman being tickled too but I really enjoy when it's the male that is way more ticklish and the main ticklee.
WARNING: tickle torture/public humiliation, if you don't like that this may not be for you
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Max and Jen Murray were your average west coast parents: in decent shape, well off, a bit entitled, and parents to two kids. Their daughter, Alexis, was entering her senior year at the local university. She was also a very successful influencer and extremely popular at her college. Their son, Dave, just finished his second year at the community college and very desperate to transfer to the local university next year and get the full college experience of partying and socializing. Alexis and Dave had just returned home as summer break was starting, and for their first weekend back Max and Jen decided to take their kids to the beach for family time. As they were getting ready to leave Jen and Alexis made fun of Max for basically wearing shoes (aqua socks) to the beach when he doesn't even surf and the rest of the family was wearing sandals because that was the proper beach 'look'. However, Max secretly preferred those because he wouldn't have to take them off to walk on the beach as the shells and hot sand easily hurt his sensitive feet. Jen and Alexis finished packing their purses with way too many cosmetics and other things they deemed essentials, meanwhile Max finished loading up the truck with sunscreen, towels, and a big yellow umbrella so they could easily see it if they chose to walk down the beach.
The kids had fallen asleep as they approached the beach, due to having to wake up earlier than they were used to in college, and it was really busy this weekend as their parents could hardly find a parking spot. Max saw a very tight one and despite comments from Jen that he couldn't fit, Max tried to parallel park anyway. Max was already insecure about not being a great driver and hated when Jen belittled him, so he was determined to prove his wife wrong. However, she usually isn't wrong and today was no exception. Max accidentally hit the front of the car behind him and unfortunate for him they had just unloaded and saw it occur. Freaking out and not knowing what to do Max quickly sped away and the family was unable to get into their car to chase him down. All they saw was a generic white pickup truck with an unmistakable yellow umbrella in the bed. Jen scolded Max as he drove away that he should go back, man up, and face the accident he just caused but he just shook it off and ignored her constantly reminding him that she 'told him so'. In his mind, no one even had to know as they probably didn't even scratch that car.
The incident woke the kids who had no clue what just took place, and after a little more driving, the Murray's found a spot and made their way down the beach. After several minutes of walking they were unable to find any decent space along the top of the ridge where you could see the beach but not have to worry about moving as you were above the tide. Finally Jen saw some abandoned space with another family's stuff from towels to a canopy that took up way too much space for them to not even be using it. She convinced her family to move some of their stuff out of the way to make room for them. While moving their stuff, Alexis found a bandana she liked and decided to wear it herself as it matched her swimsuit.
After settling in to their new spot, the family put on sunscreen, set up their towels/umbrella and started relaxing. This was one of the rare places where their kids actually had fun with each other. Ever since they were little they liked to build big sand castles and this time they decided to start with a large moat for their castle, so Alexis and Dave each started digging the front and back for their moat. After digging for a while they had essentially made two deep pits that they were too tired to connect as the hot day and manual labor had exhausted them. They didn't want to waste their work but couldn't decide what to do until they heard their parents talking about how warm it was so they asked them if they wanted to be buried in the pits as it was cool in there. Both parents were skeptical at first but reluctantly agreed as they enjoyed watching their kids so happy together and Alexis pointed out it would make for a funny picture. Both pits were deep but Alexis's was slightly deeper so Max volunteered to go in that one.
Alexis and Dave begin getting bucket after bucket of wet sand and filling in the pits, making sure to pack it down so they could fit even more sand in the pits. This is how they usually built the sturdiest sand castles so they just did the same to bury their parents. When the pits were about halfway full, Max and Jen started to feel really stuck and told the kids they were buried enough. But the kids insisted that they wanted to fill the pits all the way for the family photo, and there wasn't much Max or Jen could do to stop them at this point even if they tried so they accepted the rest of the sand that was packed on top of them, further immobilizing them from neck to ankle. At least Max could look at Jen's beautiful feet as they were poking out from the sand as well as his aqua sock covered soles.
When they were finally done imprisoning their parents in tombs of sand, the kids took pictures and joked with their parents. They drew pictures in the sand on their bodies and messed up their parents hair because they were unable to fix it. Then, out of nowhere, Alexis saw some guys from college she was friends with walking a little ways down the beach. She knew it was family day but begged her parents to let her go say hello real quick. Max didn't like this idea but Jen easier overruled him and told Alexis she could go as long as she took her brother with her. Max didn't particularly like feeling this helpless in public but the sand was cool and snug like a blanket so he figured as long as it was a quick hello he didn't mind waiting a couple more minutes to make his kids happy. Alexis was so happy she thanked her mother by wrapping the nice bandana, which she had swiped off the unknown family whose stuff they moved earlier, around her mother's neck. Then she and her brother ran off to catch Alexis's friends as Max and Jen closed their eyes and tried to relax.
A couple minutes later the Murray parents heard some people approaching and assumed it was their kids ready to free them from their sand restraints. However, they were greeted to a woman yelling about her stuff being moved. Jen got nervous as the people next to her had returned and noticed Max and Jen had pushed their stuff aside. They angrily walked over to the two buried parents and demanding to know why the hell their stuff was moved and why they would do something like that. Max panicked not knowing what to say and wasn't able to speed away this time. Jen on the other hand started arguing that they shouldn't take up the whole beach if they weren't even going to use their spot. Jen and the other women went back and forth getting continually heated until the women noticed Jen was wearing her bandana. This was the final straw as she immediately went over and dared Jen to try and stop her from taking it back. The other woman took pleasure in slowly slipping it off and as her fingers moved around Jen's neck she couldn't help but let out a chuckle and try and use her chin to defend her neck. The other woman looked at her husband who had been watching and the two got very big smiles on their face.
As Max and Jen demanded to be unburied the new couple just laughed and knelt down by their heads. The woman was playing with Jen's ticklish neck but everyone was surprised when the man rubbed a couple light fingers on Max's neck and got a loud squeal. Jen was embarrassed that sound came out of him at all, let alone when she needed him to act strong and free them. Not satisfied the couple continued to tickle the ears, neck, and face of Jen and Max and there was nothing they could do to defend themselves, they were stuck in the sand as if it were concrete. Things only got worse as the couple increased their speed while keeping their touches light. Max was already laughing and squirming, trying to protect his neck, and Jen was struggling to keep herself from joining him. The couple was really enjoying watching the Murrays suffer, and started verbally teasing them for being so weak despite acting tough by moving their stuff.
At this point the couple asked again if the Murray's were sorry. Max was ready to just admit defeat if it meant they'd stop tickling him, but Jen responded by cursing the woman out. The woman said the Murray's should be taught a lesson to which Jen replied good luck. The man grinned and reminded Jen that their heads weren't the only thing sticking out of the sand. Upon hearing this Max became paralyzed with fear, although his body was fairly paralyzed by sand already. His feet were the most sensitive part of his body and there was nothing he could do to protect them. However, Jen was no stranger to pedicures and massages. While her feet were ticklish, she was no stranger to people interacting with them and simply provoked the couple to do their worst, to her husbands terror. The couple then moved down to the trapped Murray's defenseless soles. Max was straining his hardest but couldn't budge the mountain of tightly packed sand that held him in place. Years of teaching and allowing his children to make strong sand castles was backfiring on him.
The woman immediately started to brush the sand off of Jen's feet. This didn't tickle much but the occasional scratches she snuck in got bursts of laughter from Jen. She didn't realize how much more sensitive her feet would be now that she was restrained. Unfortunately for Max, his already hypersensitive feet would be rendered more ticklish as well. The man grabbed the loop at the heel of his aqua sock and slowly pulled it, revealing two bare, soft looking heels. If you didn't know any better you'd think Max was the one that got the pedicures. Then the man decided to feel how soft Max's skin was, causing him to let out a shriek loud enough to make the woman and Jen both stop and look over at him in amazement at this man's sensitivity and humiliation of how much of a baby her husband was.
As the man actually started tickling Max's soles his shrieks multiplied until he was an incoherent laughing mess. Intrigued the man slipped the aqua sock off the rest of the way revealing the most tender piece of flesh he'd ever seen, and he was sure it was packed full of nerves just ready to relay the tickle torture back to Max's brain. Currently all Max could think about was how to get out and even the breeze alone on his feet was making them shake as he'd never felt more vulnerable. Max finally swallowed his pride and started to beg the couple to let him and his wife out. He apologized for moving their stuff and pleaded for the tickling to end. The couple could see the fear in his eyes and were actually going to stop until Jen opened her mouth again and told him to shut up and that the couple didn't deserve his pathetic begging. Unfortunately for Max, Jen's defiance meant suffering for them both as the newly ticked off couple wasted no time digging into the now fully exposed soles of Jen and Max.
Jen was surprised how good of a tickler this woman was. Jen was laughing in no time as the woman explored her well manicured toes. She paid extra attention to spread each toe apart and wiggle her finger in each crevice. This elicited a snorting laughter out of Jen that was unlike anything Max had heard from his wife. He'd tried to tickle her in the past but wasn't very successful because she'd always just get him worse. It was nice to see her really struggling to get free as laughter poured out of her. He watched as the woman scraped down the balls of her feet to her arches, making little circles which forced Jen to throw her head back and forth trying to escape. But she didn't escape and instead had to endure the woman moving down to trace around the sides and heels of her feet before making her way back up to Jen's ticklish toes and repeating.
Max was actually a little jealous of this woman, he'd never felt that kind of power dynamic over his wife. Despite his best efforts, he knew that she was always the one in control and he resented being powerless. Therefore, a little part of max enjoyed seeing his wife this way. However, that was cut short when the man decided to pay his feet some attention by lightly scratching a couple fingers on each of Max's soles. Max had never felt any sensation like this in his life. Sure he'd been tickled once or twice but hardly ever on the feet and if he was he would violently kick whoever was doing it and they'd release immediately. This was a whole new level of torture for him. The man wasn't as skilled as the wife but didn't need to be, the few scratches alone resulted in squealing from Max that far surpassed that of his wife. His head was spasming trying to get out, his feet were shaking as much as the sand would allow, but no matter what he did he couldn't get away from the man's torturous fingers on his soles. They explored his arches, digging into them and making long scratches from the ball to the heel. Then the man would take both hands and double team one foot at a time, spidering the sides and forcing Max's foot to move the little amount it could to one direction, only to be met by the man's other hand making ticklish contact with the other side of his foot and forcing him into a ticklish cycle he couldn't escape. If that wasn't enough, the man wouldn't stop teasing him about how soft and petite his ticklish feet were and asking him if he was sure he was a man. Max couldn't stand be talked to like this, but unfortunately he couldn't stand being tickled even more and was unable to form a response with the assault that was occurring on his poor feet. Just as he thought it couldn't get worse, he felt another pair of hands on his other foot.
Although Max didn't realize it in his delirious state, the woman had already proven her point by tickling Jen into a frenzy and ultimately getting her to admit defeat and apologize. Even though the wife accepted Jen's apology, she couldn't help but want a piece of Max for herself. She had applied some sunscreen to her hands and ignored Jen's pleads to leave her husband alone as he'd suffered enough. She lathered up the foot her husband was not massacring and went to town. Not only did Max loose power of his body, but he could no longer control his vocal box. He was emitting sounds that weren't even human. The woman was already a much better tickler than the man, but she also had the benefit of lubricant. Max could somehow feel her finding the exposed flesh under his toes while the husband was simply scratching all over his other foot with no rhyme or reason.
He suddenly felt the tickling ease up. He'd never been more relieved in his life, but to his dismay he soon felt sunscreen being applied to his other foot. Max began truly begging as the substance was being massaged into his other foot and he realized they were just switching places and the tickling was not over. He started shaking his head and wiggling his ankles trying to start freeing himself but the wet sand had conformed to his body far too much and was much too heavy for any success. His wife offered a lame attempt at support when really all she could think about was how her husband had allowed himself to be exploited this much by some tickling. Before she could think much more she got to witness him explode with ticklish squeals as the woman and man resumed their work on his feet. This time the man imitated the woman's technique as they started off fairly nicely only tickling the top of the foot, working from where the shin meets the foot up to the tops of the toes. Max got scared they would go down to his sole but they were only teasing and went back down the top of his foot on the side, starting to circle the bumps on the inside and outside of his ankle. This still made him screech but wasn't nearly as bad as his sole. Once again the couple started working their way up to his toes and Max's fear started building. But he was mildly relieved when they moved back down the tops of his foot again.
However, Max didn't have long to enjoy being spared as they surprised him by going past the ankle bumps this time and circling around to his heel. The surprise factor combined with the sensitivity of the bottoms of his feet sent Max into fits of unintelligible screams. He wasn't even laughing anymore as he hadn't been able to breath deep enough to form laughs, he would simply suck in air and scream it out immediately. The couple took their time methodically running up the base of Max's feet, taking a second to pause at where the heel meets the arch. If Max wasn't restrained he would be bucking like crazy. The feeling only intensified and their hands worked their way to the sides of this sole. He feared they would play the game again tickling his feet back and forth. But what followed was actually worse as they just continued to tickle his feet nonstop from both sides. Not even one side of his feet got to rest this time. At this point his face was bright red and he was on the verge of tears as they moved one hand to his arch and the other to under his toes. Max went ballistic, he couldn't even hear his wife insultingly arguing on his behalf that he was a weakling and couldn't take anymore as he was starting to cry. He couldn't see the couple actively ignoring her, he could only feel them going in between his toes before working their way back down to the heel in a vicious cycle of tickling.
Finally after what felt like hours Max no longer felt the devilish sensation violating his feet. He wasn't sure why the couple had stopped torturing him and started packing up their beach gear and leaving the beach for the afternoon. But if he weren't in ticklish hell he would've heard the yells down the beach from his kids returning with Alexis's college friends, after a much longer time than expected. If he weren't in such ticklish agony, Max would have seen heard Jen convince the couple to leave them before their kids got over here and the couple agreed, looking at the worsening state of the family's father figure. Sadly for the Murray parents, the couple didn't dig them up before leaving, but as soon as they heard their kids closely approaching they commanded them to undig them right away.
Alexis didn't appreciate practically being yelled at and she told them if they wanted out so bad they should get out themselves. Dave on the other hand was more curious and was asking his parents a bunch of questions like why his parents were sweating, who those people were that just left, and why his dad's face was so red and how his shoes fell off. Seeing Max was clearly too embarrassed to explain, Jen said that it was because he had been tickled badly by the people whose stuff they moved. Dave thought this was funny and quickly ran to his parents feet and placed a hand on one of each parent's sole before they could tell him no. Luckily for Jen he only got her to laugh a little but she wasn't able to stop Dave before he extracted a scream from Max unlike anything his children had heard before from their father. This time Max yelled at Dave to let them up and as he started digging Alexis told him to wait and introduced the two boys that had stayed silent up until this point. She told her parents they had a beach house here with an extra room and asked if she could stay with them for the summer. Her parents were against this, but a bit distracted recovering from their recent tickling lesson, so they cut the boys off as they introduced themselves, saying that Alexis was being ridiculous and they might discuss this later if they started digging them up right away.
Max and Jen were a bit confused when they saw Alexis whispering to her friends and Dave. And their confusion was met with the four college kids each moving in front of one of their feet with the same devious smile on their face they'd already seen that day. Although Max and Jen had already put it together Alexis clarified that they weren't in a position to be yelling at her, telling her what she can and can't do, or being rude to her new friends. Max couldn't concentrate much as the thought of being tickled even more today was too much for him to bear. Not to mention by his own children and some strangers, that would shatter what remained of his frail ego. But once again as Max was about to agree with his daughter's request and beg her to just dig him up, Jen began to scold the daughter saying that she was grounded. To the misfortune of the Murray parents, their daughter just replied that she'd see about that and gave a nod to her brother and friends. What started out as a family day at the beach had turned in to a nightmare for Max and Jen as they wish they never let their kids bury them and they'd vow to never make that mistake again. But they couldn't think about that now as four pairs of hands were devastating their helpless soles for the second time that day.
This one's based on a family that is rude to a few beachgoers on their way to the beach. But after getting buried by their kids the parents would soon regret their decisions more than they know. All characters portrayed are 18+ and as usual, comments/thoughts are appreciated.
When I previously searched for any */m beach content I couldn't find much (although there are a few good stories). So if anyone has any good ones please share them and hopefully this inspires some writers to add to the collection with a story of their own. Apologies for anyone who is an */f fan, I did include a woman being tickled too but I really enjoy when it's the male that is way more ticklish and the main ticklee.
WARNING: tickle torture/public humiliation, if you don't like that this may not be for you
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Max and Jen Murray were your average west coast parents: in decent shape, well off, a bit entitled, and parents to two kids. Their daughter, Alexis, was entering her senior year at the local university. She was also a very successful influencer and extremely popular at her college. Their son, Dave, just finished his second year at the community college and very desperate to transfer to the local university next year and get the full college experience of partying and socializing. Alexis and Dave had just returned home as summer break was starting, and for their first weekend back Max and Jen decided to take their kids to the beach for family time. As they were getting ready to leave Jen and Alexis made fun of Max for basically wearing shoes (aqua socks) to the beach when he doesn't even surf and the rest of the family was wearing sandals because that was the proper beach 'look'. However, Max secretly preferred those because he wouldn't have to take them off to walk on the beach as the shells and hot sand easily hurt his sensitive feet. Jen and Alexis finished packing their purses with way too many cosmetics and other things they deemed essentials, meanwhile Max finished loading up the truck with sunscreen, towels, and a big yellow umbrella so they could easily see it if they chose to walk down the beach.
The kids had fallen asleep as they approached the beach, due to having to wake up earlier than they were used to in college, and it was really busy this weekend as their parents could hardly find a parking spot. Max saw a very tight one and despite comments from Jen that he couldn't fit, Max tried to parallel park anyway. Max was already insecure about not being a great driver and hated when Jen belittled him, so he was determined to prove his wife wrong. However, she usually isn't wrong and today was no exception. Max accidentally hit the front of the car behind him and unfortunate for him they had just unloaded and saw it occur. Freaking out and not knowing what to do Max quickly sped away and the family was unable to get into their car to chase him down. All they saw was a generic white pickup truck with an unmistakable yellow umbrella in the bed. Jen scolded Max as he drove away that he should go back, man up, and face the accident he just caused but he just shook it off and ignored her constantly reminding him that she 'told him so'. In his mind, no one even had to know as they probably didn't even scratch that car.
The incident woke the kids who had no clue what just took place, and after a little more driving, the Murray's found a spot and made their way down the beach. After several minutes of walking they were unable to find any decent space along the top of the ridge where you could see the beach but not have to worry about moving as you were above the tide. Finally Jen saw some abandoned space with another family's stuff from towels to a canopy that took up way too much space for them to not even be using it. She convinced her family to move some of their stuff out of the way to make room for them. While moving their stuff, Alexis found a bandana she liked and decided to wear it herself as it matched her swimsuit.
After settling in to their new spot, the family put on sunscreen, set up their towels/umbrella and started relaxing. This was one of the rare places where their kids actually had fun with each other. Ever since they were little they liked to build big sand castles and this time they decided to start with a large moat for their castle, so Alexis and Dave each started digging the front and back for their moat. After digging for a while they had essentially made two deep pits that they were too tired to connect as the hot day and manual labor had exhausted them. They didn't want to waste their work but couldn't decide what to do until they heard their parents talking about how warm it was so they asked them if they wanted to be buried in the pits as it was cool in there. Both parents were skeptical at first but reluctantly agreed as they enjoyed watching their kids so happy together and Alexis pointed out it would make for a funny picture. Both pits were deep but Alexis's was slightly deeper so Max volunteered to go in that one.
Alexis and Dave begin getting bucket after bucket of wet sand and filling in the pits, making sure to pack it down so they could fit even more sand in the pits. This is how they usually built the sturdiest sand castles so they just did the same to bury their parents. When the pits were about halfway full, Max and Jen started to feel really stuck and told the kids they were buried enough. But the kids insisted that they wanted to fill the pits all the way for the family photo, and there wasn't much Max or Jen could do to stop them at this point even if they tried so they accepted the rest of the sand that was packed on top of them, further immobilizing them from neck to ankle. At least Max could look at Jen's beautiful feet as they were poking out from the sand as well as his aqua sock covered soles.
When they were finally done imprisoning their parents in tombs of sand, the kids took pictures and joked with their parents. They drew pictures in the sand on their bodies and messed up their parents hair because they were unable to fix it. Then, out of nowhere, Alexis saw some guys from college she was friends with walking a little ways down the beach. She knew it was family day but begged her parents to let her go say hello real quick. Max didn't like this idea but Jen easier overruled him and told Alexis she could go as long as she took her brother with her. Max didn't particularly like feeling this helpless in public but the sand was cool and snug like a blanket so he figured as long as it was a quick hello he didn't mind waiting a couple more minutes to make his kids happy. Alexis was so happy she thanked her mother by wrapping the nice bandana, which she had swiped off the unknown family whose stuff they moved earlier, around her mother's neck. Then she and her brother ran off to catch Alexis's friends as Max and Jen closed their eyes and tried to relax.
A couple minutes later the Murray parents heard some people approaching and assumed it was their kids ready to free them from their sand restraints. However, they were greeted to a woman yelling about her stuff being moved. Jen got nervous as the people next to her had returned and noticed Max and Jen had pushed their stuff aside. They angrily walked over to the two buried parents and demanding to know why the hell their stuff was moved and why they would do something like that. Max panicked not knowing what to say and wasn't able to speed away this time. Jen on the other hand started arguing that they shouldn't take up the whole beach if they weren't even going to use their spot. Jen and the other women went back and forth getting continually heated until the women noticed Jen was wearing her bandana. This was the final straw as she immediately went over and dared Jen to try and stop her from taking it back. The other woman took pleasure in slowly slipping it off and as her fingers moved around Jen's neck she couldn't help but let out a chuckle and try and use her chin to defend her neck. The other woman looked at her husband who had been watching and the two got very big smiles on their face.
As Max and Jen demanded to be unburied the new couple just laughed and knelt down by their heads. The woman was playing with Jen's ticklish neck but everyone was surprised when the man rubbed a couple light fingers on Max's neck and got a loud squeal. Jen was embarrassed that sound came out of him at all, let alone when she needed him to act strong and free them. Not satisfied the couple continued to tickle the ears, neck, and face of Jen and Max and there was nothing they could do to defend themselves, they were stuck in the sand as if it were concrete. Things only got worse as the couple increased their speed while keeping their touches light. Max was already laughing and squirming, trying to protect his neck, and Jen was struggling to keep herself from joining him. The couple was really enjoying watching the Murrays suffer, and started verbally teasing them for being so weak despite acting tough by moving their stuff.
At this point the couple asked again if the Murray's were sorry. Max was ready to just admit defeat if it meant they'd stop tickling him, but Jen responded by cursing the woman out. The woman said the Murray's should be taught a lesson to which Jen replied good luck. The man grinned and reminded Jen that their heads weren't the only thing sticking out of the sand. Upon hearing this Max became paralyzed with fear, although his body was fairly paralyzed by sand already. His feet were the most sensitive part of his body and there was nothing he could do to protect them. However, Jen was no stranger to pedicures and massages. While her feet were ticklish, she was no stranger to people interacting with them and simply provoked the couple to do their worst, to her husbands terror. The couple then moved down to the trapped Murray's defenseless soles. Max was straining his hardest but couldn't budge the mountain of tightly packed sand that held him in place. Years of teaching and allowing his children to make strong sand castles was backfiring on him.
The woman immediately started to brush the sand off of Jen's feet. This didn't tickle much but the occasional scratches she snuck in got bursts of laughter from Jen. She didn't realize how much more sensitive her feet would be now that she was restrained. Unfortunately for Max, his already hypersensitive feet would be rendered more ticklish as well. The man grabbed the loop at the heel of his aqua sock and slowly pulled it, revealing two bare, soft looking heels. If you didn't know any better you'd think Max was the one that got the pedicures. Then the man decided to feel how soft Max's skin was, causing him to let out a shriek loud enough to make the woman and Jen both stop and look over at him in amazement at this man's sensitivity and humiliation of how much of a baby her husband was.
As the man actually started tickling Max's soles his shrieks multiplied until he was an incoherent laughing mess. Intrigued the man slipped the aqua sock off the rest of the way revealing the most tender piece of flesh he'd ever seen, and he was sure it was packed full of nerves just ready to relay the tickle torture back to Max's brain. Currently all Max could think about was how to get out and even the breeze alone on his feet was making them shake as he'd never felt more vulnerable. Max finally swallowed his pride and started to beg the couple to let him and his wife out. He apologized for moving their stuff and pleaded for the tickling to end. The couple could see the fear in his eyes and were actually going to stop until Jen opened her mouth again and told him to shut up and that the couple didn't deserve his pathetic begging. Unfortunately for Max, Jen's defiance meant suffering for them both as the newly ticked off couple wasted no time digging into the now fully exposed soles of Jen and Max.
Jen was surprised how good of a tickler this woman was. Jen was laughing in no time as the woman explored her well manicured toes. She paid extra attention to spread each toe apart and wiggle her finger in each crevice. This elicited a snorting laughter out of Jen that was unlike anything Max had heard from his wife. He'd tried to tickle her in the past but wasn't very successful because she'd always just get him worse. It was nice to see her really struggling to get free as laughter poured out of her. He watched as the woman scraped down the balls of her feet to her arches, making little circles which forced Jen to throw her head back and forth trying to escape. But she didn't escape and instead had to endure the woman moving down to trace around the sides and heels of her feet before making her way back up to Jen's ticklish toes and repeating.
Max was actually a little jealous of this woman, he'd never felt that kind of power dynamic over his wife. Despite his best efforts, he knew that she was always the one in control and he resented being powerless. Therefore, a little part of max enjoyed seeing his wife this way. However, that was cut short when the man decided to pay his feet some attention by lightly scratching a couple fingers on each of Max's soles. Max had never felt any sensation like this in his life. Sure he'd been tickled once or twice but hardly ever on the feet and if he was he would violently kick whoever was doing it and they'd release immediately. This was a whole new level of torture for him. The man wasn't as skilled as the wife but didn't need to be, the few scratches alone resulted in squealing from Max that far surpassed that of his wife. His head was spasming trying to get out, his feet were shaking as much as the sand would allow, but no matter what he did he couldn't get away from the man's torturous fingers on his soles. They explored his arches, digging into them and making long scratches from the ball to the heel. Then the man would take both hands and double team one foot at a time, spidering the sides and forcing Max's foot to move the little amount it could to one direction, only to be met by the man's other hand making ticklish contact with the other side of his foot and forcing him into a ticklish cycle he couldn't escape. If that wasn't enough, the man wouldn't stop teasing him about how soft and petite his ticklish feet were and asking him if he was sure he was a man. Max couldn't stand be talked to like this, but unfortunately he couldn't stand being tickled even more and was unable to form a response with the assault that was occurring on his poor feet. Just as he thought it couldn't get worse, he felt another pair of hands on his other foot.
Although Max didn't realize it in his delirious state, the woman had already proven her point by tickling Jen into a frenzy and ultimately getting her to admit defeat and apologize. Even though the wife accepted Jen's apology, she couldn't help but want a piece of Max for herself. She had applied some sunscreen to her hands and ignored Jen's pleads to leave her husband alone as he'd suffered enough. She lathered up the foot her husband was not massacring and went to town. Not only did Max loose power of his body, but he could no longer control his vocal box. He was emitting sounds that weren't even human. The woman was already a much better tickler than the man, but she also had the benefit of lubricant. Max could somehow feel her finding the exposed flesh under his toes while the husband was simply scratching all over his other foot with no rhyme or reason.
He suddenly felt the tickling ease up. He'd never been more relieved in his life, but to his dismay he soon felt sunscreen being applied to his other foot. Max began truly begging as the substance was being massaged into his other foot and he realized they were just switching places and the tickling was not over. He started shaking his head and wiggling his ankles trying to start freeing himself but the wet sand had conformed to his body far too much and was much too heavy for any success. His wife offered a lame attempt at support when really all she could think about was how her husband had allowed himself to be exploited this much by some tickling. Before she could think much more she got to witness him explode with ticklish squeals as the woman and man resumed their work on his feet. This time the man imitated the woman's technique as they started off fairly nicely only tickling the top of the foot, working from where the shin meets the foot up to the tops of the toes. Max got scared they would go down to his sole but they were only teasing and went back down the top of his foot on the side, starting to circle the bumps on the inside and outside of his ankle. This still made him screech but wasn't nearly as bad as his sole. Once again the couple started working their way up to his toes and Max's fear started building. But he was mildly relieved when they moved back down the tops of his foot again.
However, Max didn't have long to enjoy being spared as they surprised him by going past the ankle bumps this time and circling around to his heel. The surprise factor combined with the sensitivity of the bottoms of his feet sent Max into fits of unintelligible screams. He wasn't even laughing anymore as he hadn't been able to breath deep enough to form laughs, he would simply suck in air and scream it out immediately. The couple took their time methodically running up the base of Max's feet, taking a second to pause at where the heel meets the arch. If Max wasn't restrained he would be bucking like crazy. The feeling only intensified and their hands worked their way to the sides of this sole. He feared they would play the game again tickling his feet back and forth. But what followed was actually worse as they just continued to tickle his feet nonstop from both sides. Not even one side of his feet got to rest this time. At this point his face was bright red and he was on the verge of tears as they moved one hand to his arch and the other to under his toes. Max went ballistic, he couldn't even hear his wife insultingly arguing on his behalf that he was a weakling and couldn't take anymore as he was starting to cry. He couldn't see the couple actively ignoring her, he could only feel them going in between his toes before working their way back down to the heel in a vicious cycle of tickling.
Finally after what felt like hours Max no longer felt the devilish sensation violating his feet. He wasn't sure why the couple had stopped torturing him and started packing up their beach gear and leaving the beach for the afternoon. But if he weren't in ticklish hell he would've heard the yells down the beach from his kids returning with Alexis's college friends, after a much longer time than expected. If he weren't in such ticklish agony, Max would have seen heard Jen convince the couple to leave them before their kids got over here and the couple agreed, looking at the worsening state of the family's father figure. Sadly for the Murray parents, the couple didn't dig them up before leaving, but as soon as they heard their kids closely approaching they commanded them to undig them right away.
Alexis didn't appreciate practically being yelled at and she told them if they wanted out so bad they should get out themselves. Dave on the other hand was more curious and was asking his parents a bunch of questions like why his parents were sweating, who those people were that just left, and why his dad's face was so red and how his shoes fell off. Seeing Max was clearly too embarrassed to explain, Jen said that it was because he had been tickled badly by the people whose stuff they moved. Dave thought this was funny and quickly ran to his parents feet and placed a hand on one of each parent's sole before they could tell him no. Luckily for Jen he only got her to laugh a little but she wasn't able to stop Dave before he extracted a scream from Max unlike anything his children had heard before from their father. This time Max yelled at Dave to let them up and as he started digging Alexis told him to wait and introduced the two boys that had stayed silent up until this point. She told her parents they had a beach house here with an extra room and asked if she could stay with them for the summer. Her parents were against this, but a bit distracted recovering from their recent tickling lesson, so they cut the boys off as they introduced themselves, saying that Alexis was being ridiculous and they might discuss this later if they started digging them up right away.
Max and Jen were a bit confused when they saw Alexis whispering to her friends and Dave. And their confusion was met with the four college kids each moving in front of one of their feet with the same devious smile on their face they'd already seen that day. Although Max and Jen had already put it together Alexis clarified that they weren't in a position to be yelling at her, telling her what she can and can't do, or being rude to her new friends. Max couldn't concentrate much as the thought of being tickled even more today was too much for him to bear. Not to mention by his own children and some strangers, that would shatter what remained of his frail ego. But once again as Max was about to agree with his daughter's request and beg her to just dig him up, Jen began to scold the daughter saying that she was grounded. To the misfortune of the Murray parents, their daughter just replied that she'd see about that and gave a nod to her brother and friends. What started out as a family day at the beach had turned in to a nightmare for Max and Jen as they wish they never let their kids bury them and they'd vow to never make that mistake again. But they couldn't think about that now as four pairs of hands were devastating their helpless soles for the second time that day.
Absolutely loved that. Great story and well written. One of my favourite scenarios.
