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Now this is the story following to "Jimmy and his machine"
Where his friend Mary admits to climb into his brand new tickling machine.
--- What happens at this premiere is astonishing for both of them.
- - - - - - - - -
After his girlfriend Mary had pressed the stop button, all the restraints came loose, and Jimmy was extremely relieved but also absolutely euphoric.
The experience was more lasting than he had expected; the involuntary addition was a particularly special thrill.
"Even your toes are tied!" Mary laughed, trying to pull the loops off his limbs.
"Stop!" Jimmy cried. "Don't touch! I'm super sensitive right now."
"Oh, quite a unique state of mind, isn't it?" Mary marveled. "And you're really pink in many places... but it suits your athletic body."
"I'm a bit tired, but I feel incredibly good." Jimmy had freed his feet with trembling fingers.
"I'm going to take a quick shower. Do you have time for a quick glass of champagne? I put a bottle in the fridge to celebrate."
"Okay, go to your bathroom. I'll fill a large glass for you and a small one for me in the meantime." Mary watched Jimmy as he unsteadily left the room.
"What firm buttocks!" she thought, fetching glasses and the bottle.
By the time Jimmy returned, his hair damp and he was wearing only his underwear, she had a moment to examine the device on the floor. It looked like a piece of exercise equipment, quite elegant, but perhaps a little intimidating with those restraints.
Mary looked at him questioningly. "Cheers to your first time using it, and I'm glad you enjoyed it. But why were you panicking? Couldn't you turn it off?"
Jimmy studied the display and found the answer under a red stop button. He should have activated "self-operated mode," which would have loosened the hand restraints up to the display...
"It's a shame I have to leave again so soon. I promised Jessy we'd go shopping together," Mary lamented after finishing her drink.
"We're invited to Ben's wedding and we don't even know how we're going to get there tomorrow." Neither of us has a car, and it's uncertain whether a taxi will even go from the train station to his place in the Outback. It would be embarrassing to ask him for a ride. "But we'll manage somehow."
Jimmy had a sudden idea that made him cheer inside. "Why don't you take my car? I have the whole day off."
Mary's eyes widened. "Wow, that would be a fantastic favor! I'm a perfectly safe and calm driver, you know that. And we'd be happy to pay you something, but I'd need it for two whole days starting tomorrow morning—is that okay?"
Jimmy's heart pounded. "Great, if I can help—I don't want any money from you, just a really, really big favor." "No problem, what is it?"
"I want to see you on my machine. I know you as a strong woman from climbing, and I know you'd really enjoy it. Why don't you get the key tonight and hop on my favorite piece of equipment for 30 minutes?"
"But," Mary replied haltingly, "I have no idea if I'll enjoy it. When I was a girl, my sister used to tickle me under my arms really hard, it drove me crazy, it even hurt."
"Of course, I'll put you on the easiest setting. You'll see, Mary: the light, continuous touch is euphoric. I hope for your sake that you'll be a little ticklish, that you'll laugh a bit, it's an absolute high, believe me."
Jimmy looked reassuringly into her eyes with a smile, and Mary felt completely safe with him. He had never disappointed her when they climbed together, and over time they had become very close friends. However, she had a sudden concern about nudity:
"Do I have to take my clothes off for this, or is it okay with what I'm wearing?"
"You can keep your panties on, but you have to take the rest off. The touch all over your body, light and loving – that's what's so valuable about my machine." Mary looked at him thoughtfully; she'd never shown herself naked to Jimmy before.
But she had recently – so, before he could use that as a new argument, she agreed
"You know what? I'm incredibly excited about this feeling. And—I'm sure I can manage presenting myself to you naked. After all, we've already been to the lake together!" She laughed. "I think I can handle the tickling—you can press the stop button for me if I ask you to."
Her gaze into his eyes was scrutinizing and demanded a promise.
Jimmy reassured her, "Of course we'll go with the easiest option—you're supposed to enjoy it... even if it's without the added bonus of an orgasm."
"Um, maybe that would be interesting sometime, I've been single for two years now... No! Sorry, forget it—it was just a thought. I'm very spontaneous, you know that." "So, it's a deal, my dearest best friend. Come over here tonight after shopping. You'll get half an hour of pure bliss and then the car keys, okay?"
Mary looked at him "I'm a little nervous right now, but we'll do it that way. Thanks for the champagne." She hugged him gently. "See you later."
Jimmy watched her leave. For years he had admired her incredibly slim figure. Some people would say too thin, but Mary had a truly wonderful wasp waist and slightly fuller hips. He loved her figure and had often secretly watched her belaying him from below while climbing.
Besides, she had enormous feet, probably a size 45... and when she walked, she swung her toes outwards. He loved that gait and would soon be able to admire her bare feet as well. Even her whole body... Oh God—he felt a strong arousal rising within him, even though he had only climaxed half an hour earlier !!!
Until evening, Jimmy occupied himself with small tasks around the house, unable to rest his thoughts about what was to come.
She absolutely mustn't be upset or even shocked, he thought. Mary was the most easygoing person he knew and incredibly enthusiastic, but being bound, helpless, and tickled—that was quite a unique state.
On the one hand, he hoped she would respond to the instruments, but on the other hand, he also hoped it would be a positive experience for her.
Jimmy simply relied on his experience and resolved to appear enthusiastic about this kind of physical stimulation from the very beginning of the evening. And Level 1 really only lasts 15 minutes, a program even for ticklish people that's easy to handle and would give him enough time to secretly study Mary's body.
The afternoon was filled with high tension, uncertainty, and doubt for the young man. How would Mary react?
During the program and afterward...? Would she even come, or would she change her mind?
At the same time, he knew her adventurous spirit, which she had repeatedly demonstrated while climbing, her courage, her carefree attitude.
Jimmy had spent half the day restlessly pacing back and forth, cleaning the tickling machine, admiring the many devices inside the elegant contraption, topping up fluids, especially oil for all the hinges and the numerous small nozzles that lubricated the body.
It was already around 8 p.m. Jimmy was expecting a call from Mary and a cancellation.
He had already rehearsed some kind words when the doorbell rang.
There she was, standing at his door, looking enchanting, immediately launching into a story about her successful shopping trip; she was really buzzing with excitement.
“Now I’m really looking forward to the wedding-trip; we found exactly the gifts we planned. I’m so glad I get your car for it.
While I was out shopping, I often thought about your machine, and I developed a huge amount of respect for it.
I’m not usually afraid… but lying there naked and helpless, exposed in front of you…”
There was an awkward silence. “But you know what—in the last half hour, my mood changed. I thought about you, how you vibrated in that machine, your whole body vibrating, how you laughed, and—as you so beautifully described—how you became euphoric. I’ve never actually experienced anything like that in my exciting life, and—even if I’m not sensitive enough—it would definitely be a very special physical sensation, wouldn’t it?”
“I’m right there beside you as your assistant, with my finger on the off switch,” Jimmy confirmed, secretly relieved.
He had been so looking forward to the event. Deep down, he knew perfectly well that the program would go ahead without interruption, because the moment hopelessness began to set in, it had only just become truly exciting.
"How about a sip of champagne beforehand?" Mary asked.
"Or something stronger? I'm used to a bit of a buzz, and getting on the plane with a little something to drink wouldn't be a bad idea, would it?"
So they drank a few more glasses, and Jimmy was secretly trembling with excitement... seeing his training partner naked for the first time in years, even tickled! In his plane! His dream come true in black and silver...
"Unbelievable," he exclaimed.
"What?" Mary didn't miss a single word he said.
"I meant, I can't believe I get to test my fantastic device on you. You know now that I'm into tickling, that I find it very erotic. You noticed that on my ..cock.. and weren't shocked at all... What a wonderful girlfriend, what a remarkable woman you are!"
"Come on, not too much sentimentality, let me get in now and hopefully experience pleasure but no pain or even panic!"
She undressed in 15 seconds, threw her clothes on the floor, and raised her arms.
"Done... small breasts, don't be disappointed, but the doctor said: it's enough for playing... haha!"
"No, I think your body is beautiful... some would say totally thin! But I think you look like a trout, so slim."
Jimmy found her truly enchanting. His quick glances at her feet didn't escape her, but she didn't comment when she noticed his flushed cheeks.
Jimmy was clever enough to comment briefly. "I know your big feet from climbing; they're a gift."
"I'm happy with my body, even if it's certainly no model's," replied Mary, who had already lain down in the device.
"So, I'm lying in the slaughterhouse... I hope I survive!" she laughed.
"No, I hope I'm really ticklish. I'd love to get totally euphoric like you, even if it's not so obvious between my hips.“
Jimmy cautiously remarked, "Mary, I'll go with level 2. Because it lasts longer: 30 minutes, but a very gentle stimulant, a continuous tickling sensation like a carpet all over your body. Because you want a euphoria program."
Jimmy concealed the fact that, given Mary's sensational feet, he wanted to opt for this foot-intensive program.
He had never seen such slender, large soles, with a second toe that extended far beyond the big toe and a third that was almost the same length—
beautiful and ideal for tying down.
"Aaah, -that's ticklish what you're doing. Doesn't the machine do that, the fixing?" Mary wondered...
Jimmy had attached the toe loops to the first foot and, upon first touch, realized that Mary was indeed extremely ticklish.
His heart was pounding in his head. "Stay calm," he told himself, and then to Mary,
"With some attachments, you have to help the machine. It gently pulls your toes back towards your knees, which makes the soles of your feet more sensitive."
"Good heavens, I almost don't think I can stand it!" Mary stared at him. "So, stop when I say so, okay?"
Mary's eyes widened, and Jimmy knew he definitely wasn't going to do that: The master climber with the long fingers and toes was tough, and he was about to experience one of the most exciting moments of his life!
But he answered "Don't be alarmed. I'm activating the program, and it will start in 30 seconds."
The ligaments in her joints tightened, stretching her long, slender, pale body slightly.
"Wow. God—I'm feeling so strange, my heart is racing... Don't go anywhere, and react immediately when I yell 'Stop,' Jimmy?"
She looked expectantly at the ceiling.
"Of course, so: congratulations on your first trip in my machine. Just enjoy it. I hope you're ticklish, and don't forget that all this laughing and heavy breathing is very healthy."
Jimmy pressed the start button, and the timer beeped down. One by one, many small wheels, handles, and brushes emerged from the boxes beside her body, and numerous small devices also positioned themselves above Mary.
Jimmy had switched on a radio—he'd thought of it that afternoon—so that the sounds of the devices would be drowned out, and also her voice, should she actually voice a complaint or even an insult.
At zero, all the devices lowered themselves onto her ivory-like, slender body and began their work, circling, scratching, and poking.
"Aaaaaahhh!"
Mary let out a piercing scream that even drowned out the rock music, and stared at Jimmy with wide eyes.
She probably wanted to scream, but her mouth, with its thin lips, remained open, and while her chest and entire upper body trembled, her breathless laughter could be heard over the rock music, a constant stream of "hahahahahahahahahaaaahaaaaaahahahahah..." so incessant that Jimmy briefly felt guilty.
What he saw before him was a tickling scene as beautiful as could be!
A refined, slender, pale body that began to sweat slightly after just a minute, the beautiful face of his Mary with closed eyes, her mouth permanently open, laughing incessantly. Her breathing was evident from the quivering of her nostrils.
After a few minutes, Mary shook her head violently, opened her eyes wide, and tried to see Jimmy.
But he had positioned himself slightly behind her face, anticipating a reaction. He knew Mary would soon protest to bring it to an end.
He pressed the "Headmount" button, and two blocks secured Mary's head from both sides.
She hadn't seen Jimmy activate it, thus restricting her head-shaking, which presumably meant "no," "that's it."
Mary closed her eyes again. She laughed incessantly, the many small devices on her body constantly changing their stimuli, working gently but continuously.
Jimmy crept to Mary's feet. He knelt on the floor in front of them, directly in front of her soles, admiring a breathtaking scene !!
The elegant soles with the thick calluses of an active athlete, the long, fixed toes—
every inch of these truly wonderful feet oiled and worked by scratches and brushes.
Sensational.
He carefully touched the tips of her toes and thought to himself,
"Oh Mary, I love you from head to toe. To experience this now is the highlight of decades of tickling passion!! And of our relationship..."
Only with some effort did he tear himself away from the soles after a few minutes and dared to glance at the display.
Pulse 180, a heartbeat that posed no danger for Mary, but was a workout nonetheless.
He moved closer to her right ear. "You have a great pulse, you look fantastic."
As she opened her eyes amidst her uncontrollable laughter and looked for him, he added,
"God, I love you, you're doing great, and your body will thank you."
She had closed her eyes again, and beneath the continuous laughter, a high-pitched cry of "Ahhhhhaaahaaa Ahhh hahahahaha" rang out more and more frequently, a sound he had never heard from Mary before.
The lady had a mid-range voice, and her laughter had always been pleasant to listen to—continuous, melodic, silvery—that's how Jimmy had always enjoyed it. But now Mary had become a shouter, her upper body vibrating with laughter, her strong abdominal muscles supporting her bursts of laughter.
Her entire body, from shoulders to hips, knees to feet, was firmly fixed, and the noble woman couldn't move an inch.
Twenty minutes, so ten more to go, and Jimmy knew that in the last third, the oil and stimulators should intensify.
He inspected her body and felt his cock, which he'd felt in his pants since the beginning, growing harder.
He looked at her hips and saw that her panties were soaked. Was it sweat, or had Mary been unable to hold her water?
He couldn't smell anything and sat down next to her hips, reverently touching her right hip in a spot where none of the devices were working.
It wasn't urine, and Mary didn't smell of sweat at all. He knew that scent very well and realized that a highly aroused woman lay before him.
Oh God, what a gift... This woman, this moment.
And five more minutes, would she make it?
For the past few minutes, Mary had been experiencing increasingly frequent silent moments, where she just held her mouth open and didn't make a sound, but then burst into laughter, screaming all the faster and louder.
"Whole Lotta Rosie" blared from the sound system... what a finale with AC/DC to this remarkable show!!
As the program reached zero and the instruments slowed down even in the final minute, Mary's body trembled, her pulse raced to 200, and she was breathing heavily. The head strap came loose, and she kept her eyes closed, even after all the straps had loosened and come off, breathing hardly..
"I hope she's not mad at me," Jimmy thought, a terrible feeling washing over him despite his enthusiasm.
He had tricked her with the head strap and the music; she hadn't had a chance to stop.
"That was one of the craziest but most beautiful moments of my entire life," Mary whispered,
"and I can't even describe how beautiful you were. Please don't be mad, I admire you, I adore you..."
Jimmy couldn't whisper anything more in her ear, simply hoping that, as always during sports and all their shared activities, she would maintain her good humor.
Her recovery lasted about a minute. Jimmy had lightly stroked her shoulder, an obviously non-sensitive area, when Mary slowly turned her head towards him.
Mary continued "That was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced happening to my body.
And the fact that you didn't stop when I wanted to scream, 'Stop!'—that was absolutely the best!! I'm completely exhausted. But happy."
Jimmy listened silently and admired her saying
"And if I can already walk on my own two feet, I want to... have sex right now. With you.
I've been waiting for this for years, and right now... I desperately need it, anywhere you want“
Jimmy had apparently found his dream woman to go with his dream machine.
Where his friend Mary admits to climb into his brand new tickling machine.
--- What happens at this premiere is astonishing for both of them.
- - - - - - - - -
After his girlfriend Mary had pressed the stop button, all the restraints came loose, and Jimmy was extremely relieved but also absolutely euphoric.
The experience was more lasting than he had expected; the involuntary addition was a particularly special thrill.
"Even your toes are tied!" Mary laughed, trying to pull the loops off his limbs.
"Stop!" Jimmy cried. "Don't touch! I'm super sensitive right now."
"Oh, quite a unique state of mind, isn't it?" Mary marveled. "And you're really pink in many places... but it suits your athletic body."
"I'm a bit tired, but I feel incredibly good." Jimmy had freed his feet with trembling fingers.
"I'm going to take a quick shower. Do you have time for a quick glass of champagne? I put a bottle in the fridge to celebrate."
"Okay, go to your bathroom. I'll fill a large glass for you and a small one for me in the meantime." Mary watched Jimmy as he unsteadily left the room.
"What firm buttocks!" she thought, fetching glasses and the bottle.
By the time Jimmy returned, his hair damp and he was wearing only his underwear, she had a moment to examine the device on the floor. It looked like a piece of exercise equipment, quite elegant, but perhaps a little intimidating with those restraints.
Mary looked at him questioningly. "Cheers to your first time using it, and I'm glad you enjoyed it. But why were you panicking? Couldn't you turn it off?"
Jimmy studied the display and found the answer under a red stop button. He should have activated "self-operated mode," which would have loosened the hand restraints up to the display...
"It's a shame I have to leave again so soon. I promised Jessy we'd go shopping together," Mary lamented after finishing her drink.
"We're invited to Ben's wedding and we don't even know how we're going to get there tomorrow." Neither of us has a car, and it's uncertain whether a taxi will even go from the train station to his place in the Outback. It would be embarrassing to ask him for a ride. "But we'll manage somehow."
Jimmy had a sudden idea that made him cheer inside. "Why don't you take my car? I have the whole day off."
Mary's eyes widened. "Wow, that would be a fantastic favor! I'm a perfectly safe and calm driver, you know that. And we'd be happy to pay you something, but I'd need it for two whole days starting tomorrow morning—is that okay?"
Jimmy's heart pounded. "Great, if I can help—I don't want any money from you, just a really, really big favor." "No problem, what is it?"
"I want to see you on my machine. I know you as a strong woman from climbing, and I know you'd really enjoy it. Why don't you get the key tonight and hop on my favorite piece of equipment for 30 minutes?"
"But," Mary replied haltingly, "I have no idea if I'll enjoy it. When I was a girl, my sister used to tickle me under my arms really hard, it drove me crazy, it even hurt."
"Of course, I'll put you on the easiest setting. You'll see, Mary: the light, continuous touch is euphoric. I hope for your sake that you'll be a little ticklish, that you'll laugh a bit, it's an absolute high, believe me."
Jimmy looked reassuringly into her eyes with a smile, and Mary felt completely safe with him. He had never disappointed her when they climbed together, and over time they had become very close friends. However, she had a sudden concern about nudity:
"Do I have to take my clothes off for this, or is it okay with what I'm wearing?"
"You can keep your panties on, but you have to take the rest off. The touch all over your body, light and loving – that's what's so valuable about my machine." Mary looked at him thoughtfully; she'd never shown herself naked to Jimmy before.
But she had recently – so, before he could use that as a new argument, she agreed
"You know what? I'm incredibly excited about this feeling. And—I'm sure I can manage presenting myself to you naked. After all, we've already been to the lake together!" She laughed. "I think I can handle the tickling—you can press the stop button for me if I ask you to."
Her gaze into his eyes was scrutinizing and demanded a promise.
Jimmy reassured her, "Of course we'll go with the easiest option—you're supposed to enjoy it... even if it's without the added bonus of an orgasm."
"Um, maybe that would be interesting sometime, I've been single for two years now... No! Sorry, forget it—it was just a thought. I'm very spontaneous, you know that." "So, it's a deal, my dearest best friend. Come over here tonight after shopping. You'll get half an hour of pure bliss and then the car keys, okay?"
Mary looked at him "I'm a little nervous right now, but we'll do it that way. Thanks for the champagne." She hugged him gently. "See you later."
Jimmy watched her leave. For years he had admired her incredibly slim figure. Some people would say too thin, but Mary had a truly wonderful wasp waist and slightly fuller hips. He loved her figure and had often secretly watched her belaying him from below while climbing.
Besides, she had enormous feet, probably a size 45... and when she walked, she swung her toes outwards. He loved that gait and would soon be able to admire her bare feet as well. Even her whole body... Oh God—he felt a strong arousal rising within him, even though he had only climaxed half an hour earlier !!!
Until evening, Jimmy occupied himself with small tasks around the house, unable to rest his thoughts about what was to come.
She absolutely mustn't be upset or even shocked, he thought. Mary was the most easygoing person he knew and incredibly enthusiastic, but being bound, helpless, and tickled—that was quite a unique state.
On the one hand, he hoped she would respond to the instruments, but on the other hand, he also hoped it would be a positive experience for her.
Jimmy simply relied on his experience and resolved to appear enthusiastic about this kind of physical stimulation from the very beginning of the evening. And Level 1 really only lasts 15 minutes, a program even for ticklish people that's easy to handle and would give him enough time to secretly study Mary's body.
The afternoon was filled with high tension, uncertainty, and doubt for the young man. How would Mary react?
During the program and afterward...? Would she even come, or would she change her mind?
At the same time, he knew her adventurous spirit, which she had repeatedly demonstrated while climbing, her courage, her carefree attitude.
Jimmy had spent half the day restlessly pacing back and forth, cleaning the tickling machine, admiring the many devices inside the elegant contraption, topping up fluids, especially oil for all the hinges and the numerous small nozzles that lubricated the body.
It was already around 8 p.m. Jimmy was expecting a call from Mary and a cancellation.
He had already rehearsed some kind words when the doorbell rang.
There she was, standing at his door, looking enchanting, immediately launching into a story about her successful shopping trip; she was really buzzing with excitement.
“Now I’m really looking forward to the wedding-trip; we found exactly the gifts we planned. I’m so glad I get your car for it.
While I was out shopping, I often thought about your machine, and I developed a huge amount of respect for it.
I’m not usually afraid… but lying there naked and helpless, exposed in front of you…”
There was an awkward silence. “But you know what—in the last half hour, my mood changed. I thought about you, how you vibrated in that machine, your whole body vibrating, how you laughed, and—as you so beautifully described—how you became euphoric. I’ve never actually experienced anything like that in my exciting life, and—even if I’m not sensitive enough—it would definitely be a very special physical sensation, wouldn’t it?”
“I’m right there beside you as your assistant, with my finger on the off switch,” Jimmy confirmed, secretly relieved.
He had been so looking forward to the event. Deep down, he knew perfectly well that the program would go ahead without interruption, because the moment hopelessness began to set in, it had only just become truly exciting.
"How about a sip of champagne beforehand?" Mary asked.
"Or something stronger? I'm used to a bit of a buzz, and getting on the plane with a little something to drink wouldn't be a bad idea, would it?"
So they drank a few more glasses, and Jimmy was secretly trembling with excitement... seeing his training partner naked for the first time in years, even tickled! In his plane! His dream come true in black and silver...
"Unbelievable," he exclaimed.
"What?" Mary didn't miss a single word he said.
"I meant, I can't believe I get to test my fantastic device on you. You know now that I'm into tickling, that I find it very erotic. You noticed that on my ..cock.. and weren't shocked at all... What a wonderful girlfriend, what a remarkable woman you are!"
"Come on, not too much sentimentality, let me get in now and hopefully experience pleasure but no pain or even panic!"
She undressed in 15 seconds, threw her clothes on the floor, and raised her arms.
"Done... small breasts, don't be disappointed, but the doctor said: it's enough for playing... haha!"
"No, I think your body is beautiful... some would say totally thin! But I think you look like a trout, so slim."
Jimmy found her truly enchanting. His quick glances at her feet didn't escape her, but she didn't comment when she noticed his flushed cheeks.
Jimmy was clever enough to comment briefly. "I know your big feet from climbing; they're a gift."
"I'm happy with my body, even if it's certainly no model's," replied Mary, who had already lain down in the device.
"So, I'm lying in the slaughterhouse... I hope I survive!" she laughed.
"No, I hope I'm really ticklish. I'd love to get totally euphoric like you, even if it's not so obvious between my hips.“
Jimmy cautiously remarked, "Mary, I'll go with level 2. Because it lasts longer: 30 minutes, but a very gentle stimulant, a continuous tickling sensation like a carpet all over your body. Because you want a euphoria program."
Jimmy concealed the fact that, given Mary's sensational feet, he wanted to opt for this foot-intensive program.
He had never seen such slender, large soles, with a second toe that extended far beyond the big toe and a third that was almost the same length—
beautiful and ideal for tying down.
"Aaah, -that's ticklish what you're doing. Doesn't the machine do that, the fixing?" Mary wondered...
Jimmy had attached the toe loops to the first foot and, upon first touch, realized that Mary was indeed extremely ticklish.
His heart was pounding in his head. "Stay calm," he told himself, and then to Mary,
"With some attachments, you have to help the machine. It gently pulls your toes back towards your knees, which makes the soles of your feet more sensitive."
"Good heavens, I almost don't think I can stand it!" Mary stared at him. "So, stop when I say so, okay?"
Mary's eyes widened, and Jimmy knew he definitely wasn't going to do that: The master climber with the long fingers and toes was tough, and he was about to experience one of the most exciting moments of his life!
But he answered "Don't be alarmed. I'm activating the program, and it will start in 30 seconds."
The ligaments in her joints tightened, stretching her long, slender, pale body slightly.
"Wow. God—I'm feeling so strange, my heart is racing... Don't go anywhere, and react immediately when I yell 'Stop,' Jimmy?"
She looked expectantly at the ceiling.
"Of course, so: congratulations on your first trip in my machine. Just enjoy it. I hope you're ticklish, and don't forget that all this laughing and heavy breathing is very healthy."
Jimmy pressed the start button, and the timer beeped down. One by one, many small wheels, handles, and brushes emerged from the boxes beside her body, and numerous small devices also positioned themselves above Mary.
Jimmy had switched on a radio—he'd thought of it that afternoon—so that the sounds of the devices would be drowned out, and also her voice, should she actually voice a complaint or even an insult.
At zero, all the devices lowered themselves onto her ivory-like, slender body and began their work, circling, scratching, and poking.
"Aaaaaahhh!"
Mary let out a piercing scream that even drowned out the rock music, and stared at Jimmy with wide eyes.
She probably wanted to scream, but her mouth, with its thin lips, remained open, and while her chest and entire upper body trembled, her breathless laughter could be heard over the rock music, a constant stream of "hahahahahahahahahaaaahaaaaaahahahahah..." so incessant that Jimmy briefly felt guilty.
What he saw before him was a tickling scene as beautiful as could be!
A refined, slender, pale body that began to sweat slightly after just a minute, the beautiful face of his Mary with closed eyes, her mouth permanently open, laughing incessantly. Her breathing was evident from the quivering of her nostrils.
After a few minutes, Mary shook her head violently, opened her eyes wide, and tried to see Jimmy.
But he had positioned himself slightly behind her face, anticipating a reaction. He knew Mary would soon protest to bring it to an end.
He pressed the "Headmount" button, and two blocks secured Mary's head from both sides.
She hadn't seen Jimmy activate it, thus restricting her head-shaking, which presumably meant "no," "that's it."
Mary closed her eyes again. She laughed incessantly, the many small devices on her body constantly changing their stimuli, working gently but continuously.
Jimmy crept to Mary's feet. He knelt on the floor in front of them, directly in front of her soles, admiring a breathtaking scene !!
The elegant soles with the thick calluses of an active athlete, the long, fixed toes—
every inch of these truly wonderful feet oiled and worked by scratches and brushes.
Sensational.
He carefully touched the tips of her toes and thought to himself,
"Oh Mary, I love you from head to toe. To experience this now is the highlight of decades of tickling passion!! And of our relationship..."
Only with some effort did he tear himself away from the soles after a few minutes and dared to glance at the display.
Pulse 180, a heartbeat that posed no danger for Mary, but was a workout nonetheless.
He moved closer to her right ear. "You have a great pulse, you look fantastic."
As she opened her eyes amidst her uncontrollable laughter and looked for him, he added,
"God, I love you, you're doing great, and your body will thank you."
She had closed her eyes again, and beneath the continuous laughter, a high-pitched cry of "Ahhhhhaaahaaa Ahhh hahahahaha" rang out more and more frequently, a sound he had never heard from Mary before.
The lady had a mid-range voice, and her laughter had always been pleasant to listen to—continuous, melodic, silvery—that's how Jimmy had always enjoyed it. But now Mary had become a shouter, her upper body vibrating with laughter, her strong abdominal muscles supporting her bursts of laughter.
Her entire body, from shoulders to hips, knees to feet, was firmly fixed, and the noble woman couldn't move an inch.
Twenty minutes, so ten more to go, and Jimmy knew that in the last third, the oil and stimulators should intensify.
He inspected her body and felt his cock, which he'd felt in his pants since the beginning, growing harder.
He looked at her hips and saw that her panties were soaked. Was it sweat, or had Mary been unable to hold her water?
He couldn't smell anything and sat down next to her hips, reverently touching her right hip in a spot where none of the devices were working.
It wasn't urine, and Mary didn't smell of sweat at all. He knew that scent very well and realized that a highly aroused woman lay before him.
Oh God, what a gift... This woman, this moment.
And five more minutes, would she make it?
For the past few minutes, Mary had been experiencing increasingly frequent silent moments, where she just held her mouth open and didn't make a sound, but then burst into laughter, screaming all the faster and louder.
"Whole Lotta Rosie" blared from the sound system... what a finale with AC/DC to this remarkable show!!
As the program reached zero and the instruments slowed down even in the final minute, Mary's body trembled, her pulse raced to 200, and she was breathing heavily. The head strap came loose, and she kept her eyes closed, even after all the straps had loosened and come off, breathing hardly..
"I hope she's not mad at me," Jimmy thought, a terrible feeling washing over him despite his enthusiasm.
He had tricked her with the head strap and the music; she hadn't had a chance to stop.
"That was one of the craziest but most beautiful moments of my entire life," Mary whispered,
"and I can't even describe how beautiful you were. Please don't be mad, I admire you, I adore you..."
Jimmy couldn't whisper anything more in her ear, simply hoping that, as always during sports and all their shared activities, she would maintain her good humor.
Her recovery lasted about a minute. Jimmy had lightly stroked her shoulder, an obviously non-sensitive area, when Mary slowly turned her head towards him.
Mary continued "That was the most amazing thing I've ever experienced happening to my body.
And the fact that you didn't stop when I wanted to scream, 'Stop!'—that was absolutely the best!! I'm completely exhausted. But happy."
Jimmy listened silently and admired her saying
"And if I can already walk on my own two feet, I want to... have sex right now. With you.
I've been waiting for this for years, and right now... I desperately need it, anywhere you want“
Jimmy had apparently found his dream woman to go with his dream machine.
