Just That Darn Ticklish
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Trying something new. Hopefully, with any luck this will resonate. Admittedly, I haven't had many opportunities to involve myself in those sort of thing. So I'm kinda going off vibes. This will primarily be from the perspective of the Lee but I will be doing my best to represent the Ler side of things. So here goes....
Late at night...
On a Friday night. It's been a long week and you're hoping the plans you have make up for that long week. A Hail Mary pass of relaxation that almost seemed to happen on a whim. You wait outside the hotel, smoking a cigarette. Playing on your phone while anxiously checking your texts to see if who you were waiting on was even coming. Thoughts race through your head. "Should I leave? This is stupid. What if someone I know sees me?". All of them racing until you see a vehicle pull up. Familiar to the make and model described in previous chats. You ease up a bit. Though still intensely anxious over what's about to occur.
Then he steps out...
You met each other on one of those old Internet forums for a pretty niche community. Maybe you were looking for a her at first and found him. Maybe you were looking for him to begin with. Who's to say? But he DM'd you first. He lived relatively close and was about the same age, maybe older. Had a set up, and was willing to travel if you were willing to split the hotel bill. You thought about it. You REALLY thought about it. Mulling over it for hours until finally you said fuck it. You agree. And a conversation begins. Details. Boundaries. Locations. All that jazz.
Until the Day Arrives...
The two of you enter the hotel. You'd already checked in, simply telling your new friend he can pay you back later. He teasingly says that the payment is just up ahead. Swiping your key and turning the nob, you two walk into the hotel room. It's nothing fancy. A room with the beds and a bathroom with a walk in shower. Whatever you had on the TV playing softly. A table connected to the wall sat underneath. Your guest takes a moment to refresh himself in the restroom. Coming back out, he reaches into what you assume is his tool bag and pulls out a six pack or maybe even something THC related lol Something to help the two of you cool off. You've already ordered food as well. So the two of you eat. Drink. Get to know each other. At some point he gets up to set up his tools of destruction. He pulls out feathers, brushes, gags, blindfold, all sorts of toys and rope. You take a second to refresh yourself at this point. Stripping down to your undies. Letting this, at one point stranger, strap you to a bed. Fully aware what he's about to do to you.
And it begins...
He's good. Very good. You'd figured as much when he told you about all the work he's done. All the poor soles he's tortured. The bellies he's squeezed, the armpits raked. Your new friend truly is a tickle monster. He's unbelievable. Making you belly laugh just by slightly pinching underneath your toes. The absurdity of how much it tickles almost makes it tickle more. Like an artist, he uses feathers to stroke more poor soles. Up and down, up and down. You try to pull away. But the strap, combined with the strength of your captor is too difficult to break from. Fast forward. You're being straddled by this man you just met. He's looking down at you, grinning like a mad man while scribbles up and down the sides of your ribs. It's brutal. He has a cadence to how he drums his fingers that you just can't figure out. Every time you get close it's replaced by a bolt of ticklish electricity being shot into your sides by his grabby claws. He's holding one of your arms down with his left hand while he digs into your armpit with his right. Again, the tickling and restraint making it impossible to even fathom freeing yourself. At this point, you both are aware of the arousal it brings you both. The realization causing both of you to have a short chuckle. Poking fun at each other for getting off to this situation you both asked to be in. It just ends up adding to the fun. His teased become like that of a school yard bully. Making taunting jabs at how tickling makes you feel. You spitting them right back. Only to immediately regret it when he begins to use his favorite toy on your feet. After a few noise complaints and private time in the bathroom for the both of you, the two of you part ways. Maybe this is the last time you ever see each other. Perhaps this is the start of a wonderful friendship. Who knows? All you do know is. You can't wait to do it again.
Late at night...
On a Friday night. It's been a long week and you're hoping the plans you have make up for that long week. A Hail Mary pass of relaxation that almost seemed to happen on a whim. You wait outside the hotel, smoking a cigarette. Playing on your phone while anxiously checking your texts to see if who you were waiting on was even coming. Thoughts race through your head. "Should I leave? This is stupid. What if someone I know sees me?". All of them racing until you see a vehicle pull up. Familiar to the make and model described in previous chats. You ease up a bit. Though still intensely anxious over what's about to occur.
Then he steps out...
You met each other on one of those old Internet forums for a pretty niche community. Maybe you were looking for a her at first and found him. Maybe you were looking for him to begin with. Who's to say? But he DM'd you first. He lived relatively close and was about the same age, maybe older. Had a set up, and was willing to travel if you were willing to split the hotel bill. You thought about it. You REALLY thought about it. Mulling over it for hours until finally you said fuck it. You agree. And a conversation begins. Details. Boundaries. Locations. All that jazz.
Until the Day Arrives...
The two of you enter the hotel. You'd already checked in, simply telling your new friend he can pay you back later. He teasingly says that the payment is just up ahead. Swiping your key and turning the nob, you two walk into the hotel room. It's nothing fancy. A room with the beds and a bathroom with a walk in shower. Whatever you had on the TV playing softly. A table connected to the wall sat underneath. Your guest takes a moment to refresh himself in the restroom. Coming back out, he reaches into what you assume is his tool bag and pulls out a six pack or maybe even something THC related lol Something to help the two of you cool off. You've already ordered food as well. So the two of you eat. Drink. Get to know each other. At some point he gets up to set up his tools of destruction. He pulls out feathers, brushes, gags, blindfold, all sorts of toys and rope. You take a second to refresh yourself at this point. Stripping down to your undies. Letting this, at one point stranger, strap you to a bed. Fully aware what he's about to do to you.
And it begins...
He's good. Very good. You'd figured as much when he told you about all the work he's done. All the poor soles he's tortured. The bellies he's squeezed, the armpits raked. Your new friend truly is a tickle monster. He's unbelievable. Making you belly laugh just by slightly pinching underneath your toes. The absurdity of how much it tickles almost makes it tickle more. Like an artist, he uses feathers to stroke more poor soles. Up and down, up and down. You try to pull away. But the strap, combined with the strength of your captor is too difficult to break from. Fast forward. You're being straddled by this man you just met. He's looking down at you, grinning like a mad man while scribbles up and down the sides of your ribs. It's brutal. He has a cadence to how he drums his fingers that you just can't figure out. Every time you get close it's replaced by a bolt of ticklish electricity being shot into your sides by his grabby claws. He's holding one of your arms down with his left hand while he digs into your armpit with his right. Again, the tickling and restraint making it impossible to even fathom freeing yourself. At this point, you both are aware of the arousal it brings you both. The realization causing both of you to have a short chuckle. Poking fun at each other for getting off to this situation you both asked to be in. It just ends up adding to the fun. His teased become like that of a school yard bully. Making taunting jabs at how tickling makes you feel. You spitting them right back. Only to immediately regret it when he begins to use his favorite toy on your feet. After a few noise complaints and private time in the bathroom for the both of you, the two of you part ways. Maybe this is the last time you ever see each other. Perhaps this is the start of a wonderful friendship. Who knows? All you do know is. You can't wait to do it again.
