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Hi everyone - What follows is my very first attempt at a tickle story. Hope you all like it! Glad to accept any constructive feedback. Let me know if there's actually any interest in a Part II.
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Lady lawyer has a secret tickle fetish - Part I (MF/F).
People v. Larson. This was it! Amy’s first case. Her first chance to prove herself in a real-life New York City courtroom. Coming from a family of high achievers, Amy felt immense pressure to thrive in her chosen field - criminal law. She had done well so far, graduating top of her class at Penn's law school and accepting a job as an Assistant District Attorney with the Manhattan DA’s office. Now Amy had been given her first case to manage - a misdemeanor assault against a 29-year old male alleged to have tickled his ex-girlfriend’s feet without her consent. Those in Amy’s office considered it a slam dunk case and a good opportunity to get their rising star some courtroom experience.
When Amy was first briefed on the case details, her colleagues were surprised by Amy’s noticeable discomfort. She couldn’t stop squirming in her chair and oddly kept switching which leg was crossed. One of the senior attorneys, Mark, noticed her breathing becoming faster and offered her some water. Amy’s boss, Mitchell, also noticed her state of unease. Figuring it was just nerves, he tried to settle her down by reassuring her that it was a relatively low-stakes case, and that she would do a great job. After reluctantly accepting the case, Amy excused herself from the meeting to find the nearest restroom. Mark and Mitchell watched Amy’s frantic escape and assumed she just really needed to go. What they and none of her other colleagues knew was that Amy had a raging tickle fetish.
Amy had tried hard to suppress her tickle fetish for many years - mainly by focusing on her studies and ambitions. This had become difficult as a law student at UPenn, where men took notice of their brilliant, 25-year old classmate. One look at her and it was easy to understand why. Amy, besides having one of the strongest young minds in the country, was also stunningly gorgeous. She had soft, fair skin, dark brown hair, and piercing green eyes. She ate a healthy, disciplined diet and worked out frequently so she had a fantastic body. Starting in high-school, high-end clothing shops frequently tried to hire her when she came in to browse.
Amy knew she was beautiful and that men (and perhaps, women) desired her, but she was extremely self-conscious about her one self-perceived physical flaw: Her big feet. Standing 5’ 4”, Amy had slender size 10s, with very long toes. They were objectively quite gorgeous, but disproportionately long for her height. She never wore flip flops - even in summer, and always tried to wear shoes that made her feet look smaller. She never let ANYONE see her soft, well kept bare feet, let alone touch them. At the same time, she was desperate for someone to tickle those feet. She was a submissive ‘lee who fantasized about being overpowered and subjected to a merciless tickle torture. She enjoyed watching tickle porn where girls would get tickled all over, but when it came to HER fantasies, she only thought about foot tickling. In time, she realized that humiliation was part of her kink, and that foot tickling was the most humiliating thing that could ever happen to her. Just thinking about it made her wet, but the fantasy also terrified Amy. After all, she was a very proud and private person trying to succeed in a highly competitive field. She shuddered at the thought of anyone - especially her cut-throat classmates - discovering her tickle fetish.
Amy had always regarded her tickle fetish as a major weakness, not only because it made her feel like a deviant, but also because her feet were horribly ticklish. Her worst spots were the milky white center of her soles and underneath her long, pretty toes. Fearing exposure over all else, she refused to date throughout law school, despite the increasing level of male attention she received. Unfortunately for Amy, this fear came to life one horrible night during her second year of law school.
Before that night, Amy could almost always suppress her sexual needs. Only when the urge became unbearable would she give in and masturbate, a self-indulgent act she had found shameful and humiliating. On average she masturbated once every two weeks. On one lust-filled night during her second year of law school, a roommate named Jessica quietly walked in to Amy’s bedroom to find a shocking sight: There was Amy in bed, lying flat on her stomach, masturbating to tickle porn on her laptop. For context, Amy and Jessica were randomly matched roommates who did not get along AT ALL. Most of this was Amy’s fault. Having outperformed Jessica in every class, Amy would tease and belittle her whenever she felt like it. Jessica thought Amy a massive brat and wanted nothing more than to take her down a peg. Prior to that night, Jessica had thought her smart, sexy roommate was asexual, so she was incredibly surprised (and slightly aroused) to watch Amy rhythmically hump her hand, and to tickle porn no less! Jessica found it amusing that Amy - the most intimidating girl in law school, and her own personal bully - could be so turned on by something as innocent and childish as tickling, So, when Amy didn’t notice Jessica walk in that night, Jessica seized an opportunity to humiliate her rival.
Amy had her black Lululemon yoga pants and pink panties pulled down to her knees. Her right arm was tucked under her body frantically rubbing her wet, hairy pussy. Jessica could hear Amy’s hand rubbing quickly against the bed sheets. She could also see that Amy was barefoot, with her gigantic, size 10 soles turned upward, just waiting to be tickled. Jessica could hear Amy moaning over the laughter from the tickle porn video, and patiently waited by the door while Amy fucked herself.
Nearly 20 minutes passed before Amy’s body began to tense up, and her long, red painted toes began to curl as she neared climax. Jessica sprang into action. She approached Amy from behind and, with just the index finger on each hand, lightly tickled both of Amy’s soles at the same time, whispering “coochie coochie coo!” Amy shrieked in laughter and rolled over with her hand still gripping her swollen pussy. She was horrified to see Jessica’s evil smile staring back at her and demanded she leave immediately. Jessica just laughed at Amy, then grabbed her ankles and began mercilessly tickling her feet.
Hearing the commotion from down the hall, several male classmates entered Amy’s bedroom and were awestruck by the scene: Jessica, stroking Amy’s massive soles. Amy, half naked, laughing and crying at the same time as Jessica continued her tickle torture. Jessica smiled at the guys and said, “Someoneeee here has a tickle fetish!!!” She then started playing “this little piggy” with Amy’s toes, causing a response that surprised everyone in the room.
Amy HAD been moments from orgasm before Jessica’s interruption and remained incredibly horny. Now, she was living out an impossible sexual fantasy - only with someone she truly despised. Amy resisted temptation as best she should, kicking and begging for the tickling to stop, but when Jessica started teasing her with “this little piggy,” Amy lost all self control. The humiliation of the audience and the teasing made the experience overwhelmingly erotic for Amy, and so her brain simply deferred to the pussy from that point forward. She began frantically touching herself again without any regard for her surroundings. Her hips began thrusting as she neared climax - her face teeming with anticipation. Seconds later, Amy made an almost animalistic cry as she experienced the single most intense orgasm of her life. A powerful stream of fluid shot from her pussy. Jessica was drenched by Amy’s ejaculate, and immediately removed her grip from Amy’s ankles. Amy’s body began jerking and spasming uncontrollably as her public orgasm continued for nearly three full minutes.
Everyone in the room stared at their proud, strong-willed, intimidatingly smart classmate as she writhed in pleasure, touching herself again to release some more ejaculate that had built up inside of her. The guys finally noticed the tickle porn video in the background. One decided to spider tickle one of Amy’s feet mid-orgasm, which she seemed to greatly enjoy. She didn’t know the guy’s name, but she begged him to continue titillating her big tootsies, which caused her to squirt again not long after.
As Amy’s orgasm faded and she re-entered reality, feelings of humiliation and dread consumed her. She yelled “GET OUT YOU DISGUSTING PERVERTS.” Secretly, though, she knew it had been the most erotically satisfying experience of her life. After everyone left, she locked her door and had an all-night masturbatory rampage. She no longer needed the tickle porn, either. It was enough for her to think about what had happened earlier that night. She finally passed out around 7am, completely naked and laying in sheets drenched in her sweat and ejaculate. Being dominated and humiliated aroused Amy more than she ever thought possible. She also accepted masturbation as a necessary part of her daily life. After all, her wank bank was overflowing.
She woke up in the late morning after two hours of sleep - sexually satisfied and determined to prevent the knowledge of her tickle fetish from spreading. Within days, Amy executed a brilliant and sinister plan to discredit Jessica and the men from that night, and to get them expelled from Penn’s law school. Amy was impressed at how quickly and easily she ruined their lives. She did feel some level of guilt, though considering they brought her the most pleasure she had ever known. She chalked it up to a learning experience and vowed to be more careful in the future so nobody would ever find out about her tickle fetish again! Or so she thought…
Returning to the Manhattan DA’s office, now 27-year old Amy faced quite the awkward situation. The defendant in her very first case was accused of an act she had fantasized about throughout her adulthood. Hearing her colleagues describe the case aroused her beyond control. She shifted sitting positions to give her throbbing pussy some much needed friction against her panties. Crossing her legs gave her some pleasurable stimulation, but it wasn’t nearly enough. After 20 minutes, she DESPERATELY needed a sexual release! Though terrified of accepting the case, she was determined to leave the conference room and said what she needed to say to make the quickest possible exit. Of course, she could have politely excused herself during the meeting to use the bathroom, but her horny, warped brain could think of no other option than accepting the case to end the meeting so she could run (not walk) to the nearest bathroom and start tickling her pussy in private.
She found the last empty stall in the ladies room and, as quietly as possible, rubbed herself to a powerful climax. In her desperate, horny haste, Amy failed to remove her black suit pants before touching herself, and ended up squirting all over them. Panicked and embarrassed, Amy snuck out of the building and hailed the first cab back to her TriBeCa apartment. After arriving home, Amy - still turned on by the case details - masturbated again in the shower before putting on new clothes and returning to work.
How is she going to survive this case without revealing her tickle fetish?!? Stay tuned for Part II...
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Lady lawyer has a secret tickle fetish - Part I (MF/F).
People v. Larson. This was it! Amy’s first case. Her first chance to prove herself in a real-life New York City courtroom. Coming from a family of high achievers, Amy felt immense pressure to thrive in her chosen field - criminal law. She had done well so far, graduating top of her class at Penn's law school and accepting a job as an Assistant District Attorney with the Manhattan DA’s office. Now Amy had been given her first case to manage - a misdemeanor assault against a 29-year old male alleged to have tickled his ex-girlfriend’s feet without her consent. Those in Amy’s office considered it a slam dunk case and a good opportunity to get their rising star some courtroom experience.
When Amy was first briefed on the case details, her colleagues were surprised by Amy’s noticeable discomfort. She couldn’t stop squirming in her chair and oddly kept switching which leg was crossed. One of the senior attorneys, Mark, noticed her breathing becoming faster and offered her some water. Amy’s boss, Mitchell, also noticed her state of unease. Figuring it was just nerves, he tried to settle her down by reassuring her that it was a relatively low-stakes case, and that she would do a great job. After reluctantly accepting the case, Amy excused herself from the meeting to find the nearest restroom. Mark and Mitchell watched Amy’s frantic escape and assumed she just really needed to go. What they and none of her other colleagues knew was that Amy had a raging tickle fetish.
Amy had tried hard to suppress her tickle fetish for many years - mainly by focusing on her studies and ambitions. This had become difficult as a law student at UPenn, where men took notice of their brilliant, 25-year old classmate. One look at her and it was easy to understand why. Amy, besides having one of the strongest young minds in the country, was also stunningly gorgeous. She had soft, fair skin, dark brown hair, and piercing green eyes. She ate a healthy, disciplined diet and worked out frequently so she had a fantastic body. Starting in high-school, high-end clothing shops frequently tried to hire her when she came in to browse.
Amy knew she was beautiful and that men (and perhaps, women) desired her, but she was extremely self-conscious about her one self-perceived physical flaw: Her big feet. Standing 5’ 4”, Amy had slender size 10s, with very long toes. They were objectively quite gorgeous, but disproportionately long for her height. She never wore flip flops - even in summer, and always tried to wear shoes that made her feet look smaller. She never let ANYONE see her soft, well kept bare feet, let alone touch them. At the same time, she was desperate for someone to tickle those feet. She was a submissive ‘lee who fantasized about being overpowered and subjected to a merciless tickle torture. She enjoyed watching tickle porn where girls would get tickled all over, but when it came to HER fantasies, she only thought about foot tickling. In time, she realized that humiliation was part of her kink, and that foot tickling was the most humiliating thing that could ever happen to her. Just thinking about it made her wet, but the fantasy also terrified Amy. After all, she was a very proud and private person trying to succeed in a highly competitive field. She shuddered at the thought of anyone - especially her cut-throat classmates - discovering her tickle fetish.
Amy had always regarded her tickle fetish as a major weakness, not only because it made her feel like a deviant, but also because her feet were horribly ticklish. Her worst spots were the milky white center of her soles and underneath her long, pretty toes. Fearing exposure over all else, she refused to date throughout law school, despite the increasing level of male attention she received. Unfortunately for Amy, this fear came to life one horrible night during her second year of law school.
Before that night, Amy could almost always suppress her sexual needs. Only when the urge became unbearable would she give in and masturbate, a self-indulgent act she had found shameful and humiliating. On average she masturbated once every two weeks. On one lust-filled night during her second year of law school, a roommate named Jessica quietly walked in to Amy’s bedroom to find a shocking sight: There was Amy in bed, lying flat on her stomach, masturbating to tickle porn on her laptop. For context, Amy and Jessica were randomly matched roommates who did not get along AT ALL. Most of this was Amy’s fault. Having outperformed Jessica in every class, Amy would tease and belittle her whenever she felt like it. Jessica thought Amy a massive brat and wanted nothing more than to take her down a peg. Prior to that night, Jessica had thought her smart, sexy roommate was asexual, so she was incredibly surprised (and slightly aroused) to watch Amy rhythmically hump her hand, and to tickle porn no less! Jessica found it amusing that Amy - the most intimidating girl in law school, and her own personal bully - could be so turned on by something as innocent and childish as tickling, So, when Amy didn’t notice Jessica walk in that night, Jessica seized an opportunity to humiliate her rival.
Amy had her black Lululemon yoga pants and pink panties pulled down to her knees. Her right arm was tucked under her body frantically rubbing her wet, hairy pussy. Jessica could hear Amy’s hand rubbing quickly against the bed sheets. She could also see that Amy was barefoot, with her gigantic, size 10 soles turned upward, just waiting to be tickled. Jessica could hear Amy moaning over the laughter from the tickle porn video, and patiently waited by the door while Amy fucked herself.
Nearly 20 minutes passed before Amy’s body began to tense up, and her long, red painted toes began to curl as she neared climax. Jessica sprang into action. She approached Amy from behind and, with just the index finger on each hand, lightly tickled both of Amy’s soles at the same time, whispering “coochie coochie coo!” Amy shrieked in laughter and rolled over with her hand still gripping her swollen pussy. She was horrified to see Jessica’s evil smile staring back at her and demanded she leave immediately. Jessica just laughed at Amy, then grabbed her ankles and began mercilessly tickling her feet.
Hearing the commotion from down the hall, several male classmates entered Amy’s bedroom and were awestruck by the scene: Jessica, stroking Amy’s massive soles. Amy, half naked, laughing and crying at the same time as Jessica continued her tickle torture. Jessica smiled at the guys and said, “Someoneeee here has a tickle fetish!!!” She then started playing “this little piggy” with Amy’s toes, causing a response that surprised everyone in the room.
Amy HAD been moments from orgasm before Jessica’s interruption and remained incredibly horny. Now, she was living out an impossible sexual fantasy - only with someone she truly despised. Amy resisted temptation as best she should, kicking and begging for the tickling to stop, but when Jessica started teasing her with “this little piggy,” Amy lost all self control. The humiliation of the audience and the teasing made the experience overwhelmingly erotic for Amy, and so her brain simply deferred to the pussy from that point forward. She began frantically touching herself again without any regard for her surroundings. Her hips began thrusting as she neared climax - her face teeming with anticipation. Seconds later, Amy made an almost animalistic cry as she experienced the single most intense orgasm of her life. A powerful stream of fluid shot from her pussy. Jessica was drenched by Amy’s ejaculate, and immediately removed her grip from Amy’s ankles. Amy’s body began jerking and spasming uncontrollably as her public orgasm continued for nearly three full minutes.
Everyone in the room stared at their proud, strong-willed, intimidatingly smart classmate as she writhed in pleasure, touching herself again to release some more ejaculate that had built up inside of her. The guys finally noticed the tickle porn video in the background. One decided to spider tickle one of Amy’s feet mid-orgasm, which she seemed to greatly enjoy. She didn’t know the guy’s name, but she begged him to continue titillating her big tootsies, which caused her to squirt again not long after.
As Amy’s orgasm faded and she re-entered reality, feelings of humiliation and dread consumed her. She yelled “GET OUT YOU DISGUSTING PERVERTS.” Secretly, though, she knew it had been the most erotically satisfying experience of her life. After everyone left, she locked her door and had an all-night masturbatory rampage. She no longer needed the tickle porn, either. It was enough for her to think about what had happened earlier that night. She finally passed out around 7am, completely naked and laying in sheets drenched in her sweat and ejaculate. Being dominated and humiliated aroused Amy more than she ever thought possible. She also accepted masturbation as a necessary part of her daily life. After all, her wank bank was overflowing.
She woke up in the late morning after two hours of sleep - sexually satisfied and determined to prevent the knowledge of her tickle fetish from spreading. Within days, Amy executed a brilliant and sinister plan to discredit Jessica and the men from that night, and to get them expelled from Penn’s law school. Amy was impressed at how quickly and easily she ruined their lives. She did feel some level of guilt, though considering they brought her the most pleasure she had ever known. She chalked it up to a learning experience and vowed to be more careful in the future so nobody would ever find out about her tickle fetish again! Or so she thought…
Returning to the Manhattan DA’s office, now 27-year old Amy faced quite the awkward situation. The defendant in her very first case was accused of an act she had fantasized about throughout her adulthood. Hearing her colleagues describe the case aroused her beyond control. She shifted sitting positions to give her throbbing pussy some much needed friction against her panties. Crossing her legs gave her some pleasurable stimulation, but it wasn’t nearly enough. After 20 minutes, she DESPERATELY needed a sexual release! Though terrified of accepting the case, she was determined to leave the conference room and said what she needed to say to make the quickest possible exit. Of course, she could have politely excused herself during the meeting to use the bathroom, but her horny, warped brain could think of no other option than accepting the case to end the meeting so she could run (not walk) to the nearest bathroom and start tickling her pussy in private.
She found the last empty stall in the ladies room and, as quietly as possible, rubbed herself to a powerful climax. In her desperate, horny haste, Amy failed to remove her black suit pants before touching herself, and ended up squirting all over them. Panicked and embarrassed, Amy snuck out of the building and hailed the first cab back to her TriBeCa apartment. After arriving home, Amy - still turned on by the case details - masturbated again in the shower before putting on new clothes and returning to work.
How is she going to survive this case without revealing her tickle fetish?!? Stay tuned for Part II...
