This story takes place years after my current tickling story I wrote several years ago, about high school girls tickling their very hot math teacher Mr Evans. I post a link of the 2part story how they tickled him on a high school trips to paris during their last semester in high school. I will also develop the characters further with spin off tickling stories about their own tickling storys that takes place before, during and after the original two stories. They will be extremely graphic, full of abuse and sexual content.
Part 1: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/poor-mr-evans-ffff-m-tickling.334578/
Part 2: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/poor-mr-evans-ffff-m-tickling-part-2.335379/
Now to the actual story, about the character Lauren!
A year after graduating college I landed a tenure position in theoratical math at my old college. My first day I walked around campus, full of memories about endless nights studying, college parties, classes in various sciene studies and of course: all the tickling sessions we had at our dorm rooms. All of my closes friends, Tiffany, Amber and Britney lived in the same dorm and the corridors echoed of screams from our tickling victims during our college parties, fraternity club rituals were both boys and girls were strapped down on our beds and during their screams, cries, wetting themself pleaded out why they were worthy joining. The wet bedders never make the cut but was left their for hours, phohographed, filmed and put out on social media for the entire school to see. Our Dean never reported us or gave us a warning, mostly because he was one of our victims too. I tell you guys later about that 😉
As I was walking through the school buildings and entering the teachers lounge, sat a very familiar man. He was still as hot as he was when he was my high school math teacher, a little older but still hot as ever! He had even gotten more fit since I last saw him.
Lauren: Mr Evans!!! Hi, its been awhile! How are you?
Mr Evans: oh please, call me Chris. We are colleges now. no need to the formal titles.
Lauren: Do you work here now?
Mr Evans: Yes, since you were my student at your old high school, a "thing" happened which had me to reconsider my carreer. its was either quit or being fired since I had a "situiation" with one of my students.
He gave me a wink and I understood right away what he was talking about 😉 My heart started to pound as memories of our "situation" was spinning around in my head. how I wished to go back and repeat that night. Honestly, I fell in love with my tickling victim that night.
Mr Evans: Wanna go for a walk before ours classes start?
I nodded without saying a word.
We walked around campus and talked about everything that had happend since we last saw each other. Mr evans had other teaching jobs at other high schools but later landed a professors postion with a higher pay and a climbed up the carreer ladder. So, we were colleague now in the same field and I was super excited to work with him.
Lauren: So, is there a new mrs evans?
Mr Evans: No, I have been holding a low profile and now with this new job, I dont wanna get distracted by anything. So, maybe within a year or two, I will start dating again.
I must have looked stupid since I smiled from ear to ear, this was exactly what I wanted to here. Even though I have had dating, and tickling, other guys throughout college. Mr Evans was still my very first crush, not only as a tickling victim.
We headed to our lessons with our students and I looked back on mr evans as he was hold the door for his students, all of the female students gave him the same look as I did all these years ago and jealousy started to grow. No way in hell some college slut will have him, he is mine!
My class ended earlier than his and I peaked quietly through the door and sat down in the very back without no one noticed me, not even Mr Evans. The way he hold his class, his all aura and authority was mind blowing!! I couldnt help but I could feel wet moister inside my pantihose dripping down and I quietly left headed towards the bathroom.
Work week was over and I headed to my car to go home with a pile of papers to correct from my students when Mr evans sneeked up from behind poking on my shoulders.
Lauren: JESUS CHRIST! mr evans, oh sorry chris. you scared me!
Mr Evans: I am so sorry. I didnt mean to scare you hahaha.
We both laughed as we picked up all the papers I dropped on the ground.
Mr Evans: Any plans for the weekend?
Lauren: Ummm, no just correcting papers, what about you chris?
Mr Evans: Wanna grab a coffee at my house? I can help you with the paper work. Thats the least I can do for scaring you.
Lauren breathing hard: Sure, its a lot of work, bu you dont have to....
Mr Evans: its not a problem. we are colleagues now. we help each other out 😉 Shall we say tomorrow at 6 PM?
Lauren: Sure, its a math...date?
We both laughed as we went our seperate ways. I didnt sleep at all that friday night. I got a text from chris saying " be comfortble, to be too strict in your apperence, we have a lots of paper to go through so no need for formal clothing. " I put on sweat pants and a very revealing sleeveless midriff tanktop showing of my stomache, arms and cleagvage, underneith thong and sports bra. I added a little perfume When finally saturday 6 PM arrived I was knocking at the door and chris opend the door and let me in. As I walked in and he closed the door behind me, he walked up fast towards me from behind and covered my mouth with a cloth as he hold me in a strong grip. 4´11 me had no chance against 6´4 muscular man. I gasped for air through the cloth soaked in some kind of alcohol and fainted in no time.
I woke up, being spread eagle tied to the bed in chris bed room with nothing but my thong and sports bra on me. The bedroom had speakers with tantra music playing and the light was dimmed and small candel lights in red glasses placed out across the room. I tried to escape my ties from the very soft, thin but very strong japanese ropes for sex play but I was going no where. The door slowly opened and Chris came in only wearing his underwear. I could see he was fully erected as he crawled up on top of the bed and gazing down at me. I was terrified, arroused and shaking at the same time by the very sight of him and his perfect body!
Mr Evans: I have been waiting for this for a long time, you can scream all you want. the room is sound proofed. There is only one way out of this and that is a lot of sweat, screams, muscle ache, wet bedning and maybe if you are strong enough, a little "reward" at the end.
I must have been totally paralyzed after those words, since I didnt fight back and said antyhing in return. I accepted what was gonna happen to me and it was gonna be a hell of a ride. Deep inside of me this was my ultimate fantasy and it was finally going to happened.
And I closed my eyes and felt chris hands and fingers dug deep into my stomach and sides and a animalistic growl came through my mouth.
To be continued........
Part 1: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/poor-mr-evans-ffff-m-tickling.334578/
Part 2: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/poor-mr-evans-ffff-m-tickling-part-2.335379/
Now to the actual story, about the character Lauren!
A year after graduating college I landed a tenure position in theoratical math at my old college. My first day I walked around campus, full of memories about endless nights studying, college parties, classes in various sciene studies and of course: all the tickling sessions we had at our dorm rooms. All of my closes friends, Tiffany, Amber and Britney lived in the same dorm and the corridors echoed of screams from our tickling victims during our college parties, fraternity club rituals were both boys and girls were strapped down on our beds and during their screams, cries, wetting themself pleaded out why they were worthy joining. The wet bedders never make the cut but was left their for hours, phohographed, filmed and put out on social media for the entire school to see. Our Dean never reported us or gave us a warning, mostly because he was one of our victims too. I tell you guys later about that 😉
As I was walking through the school buildings and entering the teachers lounge, sat a very familiar man. He was still as hot as he was when he was my high school math teacher, a little older but still hot as ever! He had even gotten more fit since I last saw him.
Lauren: Mr Evans!!! Hi, its been awhile! How are you?
Mr Evans: oh please, call me Chris. We are colleges now. no need to the formal titles.
Lauren: Do you work here now?
Mr Evans: Yes, since you were my student at your old high school, a "thing" happened which had me to reconsider my carreer. its was either quit or being fired since I had a "situiation" with one of my students.
He gave me a wink and I understood right away what he was talking about 😉 My heart started to pound as memories of our "situation" was spinning around in my head. how I wished to go back and repeat that night. Honestly, I fell in love with my tickling victim that night.
Mr Evans: Wanna go for a walk before ours classes start?
I nodded without saying a word.
We walked around campus and talked about everything that had happend since we last saw each other. Mr evans had other teaching jobs at other high schools but later landed a professors postion with a higher pay and a climbed up the carreer ladder. So, we were colleague now in the same field and I was super excited to work with him.
Lauren: So, is there a new mrs evans?
Mr Evans: No, I have been holding a low profile and now with this new job, I dont wanna get distracted by anything. So, maybe within a year or two, I will start dating again.
I must have looked stupid since I smiled from ear to ear, this was exactly what I wanted to here. Even though I have had dating, and tickling, other guys throughout college. Mr Evans was still my very first crush, not only as a tickling victim.
We headed to our lessons with our students and I looked back on mr evans as he was hold the door for his students, all of the female students gave him the same look as I did all these years ago and jealousy started to grow. No way in hell some college slut will have him, he is mine!
My class ended earlier than his and I peaked quietly through the door and sat down in the very back without no one noticed me, not even Mr Evans. The way he hold his class, his all aura and authority was mind blowing!! I couldnt help but I could feel wet moister inside my pantihose dripping down and I quietly left headed towards the bathroom.
Work week was over and I headed to my car to go home with a pile of papers to correct from my students when Mr evans sneeked up from behind poking on my shoulders.
Lauren: JESUS CHRIST! mr evans, oh sorry chris. you scared me!
Mr Evans: I am so sorry. I didnt mean to scare you hahaha.
We both laughed as we picked up all the papers I dropped on the ground.
Mr Evans: Any plans for the weekend?
Lauren: Ummm, no just correcting papers, what about you chris?
Mr Evans: Wanna grab a coffee at my house? I can help you with the paper work. Thats the least I can do for scaring you.
Lauren breathing hard: Sure, its a lot of work, bu you dont have to....
Mr Evans: its not a problem. we are colleagues now. we help each other out 😉 Shall we say tomorrow at 6 PM?
Lauren: Sure, its a math...date?
We both laughed as we went our seperate ways. I didnt sleep at all that friday night. I got a text from chris saying " be comfortble, to be too strict in your apperence, we have a lots of paper to go through so no need for formal clothing. " I put on sweat pants and a very revealing sleeveless midriff tanktop showing of my stomache, arms and cleagvage, underneith thong and sports bra. I added a little perfume When finally saturday 6 PM arrived I was knocking at the door and chris opend the door and let me in. As I walked in and he closed the door behind me, he walked up fast towards me from behind and covered my mouth with a cloth as he hold me in a strong grip. 4´11 me had no chance against 6´4 muscular man. I gasped for air through the cloth soaked in some kind of alcohol and fainted in no time.
I woke up, being spread eagle tied to the bed in chris bed room with nothing but my thong and sports bra on me. The bedroom had speakers with tantra music playing and the light was dimmed and small candel lights in red glasses placed out across the room. I tried to escape my ties from the very soft, thin but very strong japanese ropes for sex play but I was going no where. The door slowly opened and Chris came in only wearing his underwear. I could see he was fully erected as he crawled up on top of the bed and gazing down at me. I was terrified, arroused and shaking at the same time by the very sight of him and his perfect body!
Mr Evans: I have been waiting for this for a long time, you can scream all you want. the room is sound proofed. There is only one way out of this and that is a lot of sweat, screams, muscle ache, wet bedning and maybe if you are strong enough, a little "reward" at the end.
I must have been totally paralyzed after those words, since I didnt fight back and said antyhing in return. I accepted what was gonna happen to me and it was gonna be a hell of a ride. Deep inside of me this was my ultimate fantasy and it was finally going to happened.
And I closed my eyes and felt chris hands and fingers dug deep into my stomach and sides and a animalistic growl came through my mouth.
To be continued........
