I grew up on a farm so most of my fantasies revolve around the farm & some of the hot guys who work there...
Well this one takes place at a neighboring farm where my best friend Kim lived. I had a massive crush on her older brother Keith & this is based on an incident that actually happened where she & I were caught skinny-dipping but I wish it had played out like this...
The fantasy is, that Kim & I are skinny-dipping in the pond. It was a really hot summer night & we didn't have swimsuits handy; besides, it was dark out there...
We're just relaxing, swimming a little & talking about how tired we are from helping bail all day. Suddenly I hear someone approaching. Kim & I scramble out of the water & try to get dressed. I only manage to squeeze my wet legs into my jeans when Keith appears. I cover myself with my hands & he smiles knowingly at us. Kim had managed to get her shirt on & was just zipping up her jeans. I look around the ground for my shirt & Keith says, "looking for this," as he holds it up.
He tells Kim to go to the house, that if she leaves now, he won't tell their dad that we were skinny-dipping, which was against house rules. She obeys, leaving me there in a panic.
Keith walks over to me & hands me my shirt with a grin. I turn my back to him & pull the white linen shirt over my head as modestly as possible, but since I am soaking wet, the lenin clings to my breasts. I cover them again with my hands.
He moves closer to me & I realize just how much bigger than me he is. He stands about 6'4" & I'm about 5'6. He has almost 100 solid pounds on me too. I take a deep breath to calm myself & take in his scent.
He begins to explain the rule about skinny dipping, that it's not allowed because there are so many men around & it's just not safe for us girls to be out there like that. Then he tells me I of course have to be punished for this, that not knowing the rules is no excuse for breaking them.
I cut & run but he catches up quickly, wrapping his arms around me from behind & pulling me against him. He tells me I'm only making it worse for myself. I stop struggling & ask him what he is going to do to me.
He just chuckles in my ear & whispers that I'll find out soon enough. That we are going to the hay loft in the farthest barn. He says he doesn't want anyone to wake up from my screaming.
This scares me, as I'm sure it's intended to, as he swoops me up into his arms & carries me toward that barn, which is about 50 yards from the pond. I start to beg & plead, that I'm sorry & that I'll never do it again, but he just shakes his head, telling me it's too late for that.
I start to think about him saying I will be screaming & only the worst things come into my mind, so I ask him if he is going to beat me. He stops mid-stride apparently hurt by that question, then responds, "No, I'm just going to tie you up & find every ticklish spot on your body."
I start to struggle against him but he's so much bigger than me he holds me firmly & continues to the barn. The door was already open & he strides in, walking to the ladder up to the hay loft. He sets me down & tells me to climb. I refuse but he threatens to go ahead & do it down here where someone could come in.
I accept defeat & shakily climb the ladder, him close behind. When I get up there, I gasp at the sight. There are two steel posts, about 6' apart, with restraints attached to them. There is a make-shift pallet of blankets between them & a couple of pillows. He tells me this is his little area for girls who get caught skinny-dipping at 2am.
I swallow hard & stand perfectly still, bracing for him to throw me to the ground, but this doesn't happen. He comes up behind me & tenderly wraps his arms around me, assuring me that he won't hurt me, that he's been watching me for a long time & knows I've been watching him too.
He sits on the pallet & pulls me down on his lap. He tells me to sit up facing him. I obey, sitting up on my knees, straddling his thighs. He wraps one arm around me to pull me against him & his other hand glides down my side, bringing laughter & squirming, but he holds me fast, keeping me against him & his tickling continues up to my ribs.
I fight him off & he stops momentarily to take my wrists into one of his. Then he begins tickling my tummy. I laugh & squirm again, begging him to stop but he continues until I wiggle myself off of his lap. He manages to get me onto my back with my shoulders pinned to the blanket, both of my upper arms pinned by his forearms & he begins to tickle under both arms at the same time.
I scream & laugh but there is no escape. My lower body squirms & I kick but I can't move my upper body at all! He says "Oh, I think I've found something," as he continues to tickle the very center of my underarms. My laughter becomes tired & he stops to give me a break & to change position.
He releases my hands but before I can wiggle away, he straddles my hips, taking my hands in one fist above my head, pressing my wrists against the blanket. He has me just how he wants me. Then he mercilessly tickles my tummy, then ribs, then tummy again, then sides, then tummy until I'm exhausted! All the while he's saying "Does this tickle more than.... this?" & so on. He seems to be making an assessment as he goes, poking & prodding every inch of my middle.
Once I'm completely out of breath & my laughter becomes silent, he stops to give me another break & flips me to my tummy, sitting on the backs of my thighs. Then I feel his big hand pin my ankles as his other hand lightly tickles behind my knees, alternately.
I start to laugh again, but weak from my previous tickling, I don't give any fight against this new assult on my nerve-endings. Then he begins tickling my feet & I lose it again, beating my fists against the blanket, trying to turn over, anything to get away! But there is no escape for me as he teases me & asks if it tickles.
Finally he announces that he is finished 'punishing' me & he figures I won't be skinny dipping any time soon, but I'm so exhausted that I can't move. He picks up one of the blankets & covers both of us, pulling me into his arms where I fall asleep to him gently stroking my hair.
Well this one takes place at a neighboring farm where my best friend Kim lived. I had a massive crush on her older brother Keith & this is based on an incident that actually happened where she & I were caught skinny-dipping but I wish it had played out like this...
The fantasy is, that Kim & I are skinny-dipping in the pond. It was a really hot summer night & we didn't have swimsuits handy; besides, it was dark out there...
We're just relaxing, swimming a little & talking about how tired we are from helping bail all day. Suddenly I hear someone approaching. Kim & I scramble out of the water & try to get dressed. I only manage to squeeze my wet legs into my jeans when Keith appears. I cover myself with my hands & he smiles knowingly at us. Kim had managed to get her shirt on & was just zipping up her jeans. I look around the ground for my shirt & Keith says, "looking for this," as he holds it up.
He tells Kim to go to the house, that if she leaves now, he won't tell their dad that we were skinny-dipping, which was against house rules. She obeys, leaving me there in a panic.
Keith walks over to me & hands me my shirt with a grin. I turn my back to him & pull the white linen shirt over my head as modestly as possible, but since I am soaking wet, the lenin clings to my breasts. I cover them again with my hands.
He moves closer to me & I realize just how much bigger than me he is. He stands about 6'4" & I'm about 5'6. He has almost 100 solid pounds on me too. I take a deep breath to calm myself & take in his scent.
He begins to explain the rule about skinny dipping, that it's not allowed because there are so many men around & it's just not safe for us girls to be out there like that. Then he tells me I of course have to be punished for this, that not knowing the rules is no excuse for breaking them.
I cut & run but he catches up quickly, wrapping his arms around me from behind & pulling me against him. He tells me I'm only making it worse for myself. I stop struggling & ask him what he is going to do to me.
He just chuckles in my ear & whispers that I'll find out soon enough. That we are going to the hay loft in the farthest barn. He says he doesn't want anyone to wake up from my screaming.
This scares me, as I'm sure it's intended to, as he swoops me up into his arms & carries me toward that barn, which is about 50 yards from the pond. I start to beg & plead, that I'm sorry & that I'll never do it again, but he just shakes his head, telling me it's too late for that.
I start to think about him saying I will be screaming & only the worst things come into my mind, so I ask him if he is going to beat me. He stops mid-stride apparently hurt by that question, then responds, "No, I'm just going to tie you up & find every ticklish spot on your body."
I start to struggle against him but he's so much bigger than me he holds me firmly & continues to the barn. The door was already open & he strides in, walking to the ladder up to the hay loft. He sets me down & tells me to climb. I refuse but he threatens to go ahead & do it down here where someone could come in.
I accept defeat & shakily climb the ladder, him close behind. When I get up there, I gasp at the sight. There are two steel posts, about 6' apart, with restraints attached to them. There is a make-shift pallet of blankets between them & a couple of pillows. He tells me this is his little area for girls who get caught skinny-dipping at 2am.
I swallow hard & stand perfectly still, bracing for him to throw me to the ground, but this doesn't happen. He comes up behind me & tenderly wraps his arms around me, assuring me that he won't hurt me, that he's been watching me for a long time & knows I've been watching him too.
He sits on the pallet & pulls me down on his lap. He tells me to sit up facing him. I obey, sitting up on my knees, straddling his thighs. He wraps one arm around me to pull me against him & his other hand glides down my side, bringing laughter & squirming, but he holds me fast, keeping me against him & his tickling continues up to my ribs.
I fight him off & he stops momentarily to take my wrists into one of his. Then he begins tickling my tummy. I laugh & squirm again, begging him to stop but he continues until I wiggle myself off of his lap. He manages to get me onto my back with my shoulders pinned to the blanket, both of my upper arms pinned by his forearms & he begins to tickle under both arms at the same time.
I scream & laugh but there is no escape. My lower body squirms & I kick but I can't move my upper body at all! He says "Oh, I think I've found something," as he continues to tickle the very center of my underarms. My laughter becomes tired & he stops to give me a break & to change position.
He releases my hands but before I can wiggle away, he straddles my hips, taking my hands in one fist above my head, pressing my wrists against the blanket. He has me just how he wants me. Then he mercilessly tickles my tummy, then ribs, then tummy again, then sides, then tummy until I'm exhausted! All the while he's saying "Does this tickle more than.... this?" & so on. He seems to be making an assessment as he goes, poking & prodding every inch of my middle.
Once I'm completely out of breath & my laughter becomes silent, he stops to give me another break & flips me to my tummy, sitting on the backs of my thighs. Then I feel his big hand pin my ankles as his other hand lightly tickles behind my knees, alternately.
I start to laugh again, but weak from my previous tickling, I don't give any fight against this new assult on my nerve-endings. Then he begins tickling my feet & I lose it again, beating my fists against the blanket, trying to turn over, anything to get away! But there is no escape for me as he teases me & asks if it tickles.
Finally he announces that he is finished 'punishing' me & he figures I won't be skinny dipping any time soon, but I'm so exhausted that I can't move. He picks up one of the blankets & covers both of us, pulling me into his arms where I fall asleep to him gently stroking my hair.
