I found out Dad's friend Joe was screwing mum behind his back and still joining him Saturday nights staying till Sunday watching the game and was going to have fun teaching him a lesson and knowing it would be our secret! Mum always visiting her foliks upstate weekends so anyway after working together in the same office Dad and Joe arrived home and drank and watched the game so knew the end of the night both inebriated that Dad upstairs knocked out but make sure slipped a pill into his can when asked to get them more beers from the fridge.
I waited until he out for the count upstairs and Joe in the basement room close to mine so knew he slept in briefs and socks, it was embedded in him to keep his socks on as in a chat with Dad a couple of meets back spoken of his brothers dominating him and finding him ticklish especially on his feet, information I was thrilled to hear as Joe always takes his shoes off in the house and wears black nylon socks and his shoes a size 11! So waited until I heard him snoring and then let myself in the darkened room and woke him and whispered threateningly I knew about he and Mum and what a bastard he was to Dad but now we'd have a secret and told him to open his mouth and gagged him.
I then told him to lie on his stomach which the 6'1" guy did, he was still a bit drunk and scared and helpless as I secured his socked ankles together and arms behind his back, a senior in the scouts I knew how to immobilise him and then couldn't resist teasing him and whispered menacingly ....
"You know Joe there's something, well two things about you I really like, a clue they smell awesome and I know super-sensitive and you having a laugh at Dad's expense and I'm gonna have a laugh at yours and you can't do anything about it unable to tell anyone and Dad think it odd if you stopped weekend visits so now this weekend night is just the start of our arrangement, hiding secrets and have to tell you, feet turn me on so now let's play!"
I smiled as Joe freaked out but mumbled protests as I was at the end of the bed staring at the teo black socked soles facing me and their aroma natural and strong and both large and looking soft and I imagined how sensitive having been cooped up in socks and shoes all day and leaned into them and deeply inhaled as I heard a moan from him and told him his feet smelling really raunchy and how weekends seeeing him socked with Dad had imagined how they might smell and how warm they'd be and now loving their heat and moistness and ran a single finger the length of each sole from heels to toes and toes to heels and loved how his feet flexed and toes clenched!
"Oh Joe now in your 30's a few years since you've had your feet tickled but guess ticklish as ever, your brothers had the right idea, you're a right tender-foot and large manly feet Joe, guess parts of you Melanie never gets to enjoy as nor does Mum and married to the CEO's daughter, imagine if Melanie knew what you get up to with Mum, bang goes your marriage, job and lifestyle but your fault cheating and having such damn ticklish feet!"
My fingers ran over his arches to his toes and then the centre of his defenseless and sensitive socked soles to a muffled reaction but like this as I toyed with his feet
“Hehehehehehehe! No! Hahahahaha! Hehehehehe! Stooooop!”
"Joe I'm just getting started and going to tickle your feet all night long and bare feet too which will magnify every teasing, tickling, tormenting touch, something we Seniors indulge in at camp as no signs of it happening to the victim of it who has upset us or needs initiating and they'll never tell or we just let their weakness be known, have done a few times and all had an amusing time seeing him tickle tortured by other scouts and us too, boys will be boys Joe even teens!"
My fingers then scraped over the soles of Joe's large feet, humilating, embarrassing and emasculating him and loved seeing him struggling and taunting him that he's be laughing all night long and slowly slid off his socks and then ran my fingers up n' down his newly bareed, warm n' wet soles, he was going nowhere! I stroked every inch of his feet with a focus on his arches! I then removed the gag as I like to hear him suffer for me!
"Hehehehehehehe! Hey! Hahahahahahaha! Stop it! Hehehehehehe! Please! Noooooo Hahahahahahahahaha!”
"Oh Joe you hate being tickled which makes tickling you so much fun as you're so damn ticklish and I mercilessly stroked up n' down the length of his feet consistently and using different pressures and light, maddeing strokes really got to him and relished in hearing his giggling which drove me to tickle harder to enjoy his suffering for my amusement and pleasure!
“Aaaaahhhhhh! Oh shit! Hahahahahahahahaha!"
I then rubbed the soles of his feet so sensually and told him his feet were mine to enjoy, the feel of them, the smell of them and Mmmm yet to come ther taste of them as guessing something his brothers never did to him but a favourite pleasure of mine to lickle feet so suck and lick on toes and lick soles as with my fingers I lightly caressed his soles sensing him tensed in suspense tensed up with suspense and then stroking the length of his soles again seeing him squrim indulging myself in his amazing feet! Caressing his toes loving how he tried to kick away as his toes splayed and clenched and splayed and clenched involunarily in reaction to the ticklish torment!
I then began to massage them with fingers pressing into his feet with pressure and then shocked him slipping toes into my mouth and sucking on them and lighly nibbling them, then sliding my tongue in between all of his toes and each foot in turn which were sensations unexpected and driving him ballistic as he a straight man eduring his feet being raped orally and manually by another guy, he moaned in disgust I guessed as I told him his feet meat tasted delicious and I having an insatiable appetite that I needed satisfied! Also how I knew as a lickler the sensations of feet being lickled drove the licklee demented but something I was addicted to doing at camp especially to sweaty feet only showered in the morning's so needing an enforced tongue bath! Then set Joe giggling again as the tickling resumed, with soles lubed with saliva meaning my fingers slid all over them increasing the intensity of his teasing torment perfectly with my expereinced fingers dominating his feet and his laughing and hopeless reaction, all the encouragement needed as he knew no escaping my viciously playful attack!
Then resumed lapping at his soles, my tongue alternating between feet seeing his feet flex and toes splay and clench at the sensations driving him berserk as Joe honestly hates his feet tickled and lickled, it is hellish for him which makes every Saturday night something I so look forward to as much as he dreads them and even indulging in massging and rubbing them not pleasant for him as I tell him that his feet are mine not Mum's or even Melanie's, mine to enjoy feeling up, fondling, massaging, caressing, tickling and lickiing as my feet to smell and to taste and he best for forget it! Persuasion delivered with the revolving bristles of the electric toothbrush, the three pronged comb, the hairbrush as well as the feather, my fingers and my tongue. He is driven wild quite literally by the various ticklish sensations and compliant with my demands as even massaging his feet telling him soon tickle time and running my fingers all over both feet with brutal enthusiasm and slurping and nibbling on his toes and saying
“Now, whose feet are they?”
“AhAOhAoAHoAHAhAAhAHohAYYyOOOuURRRsSsS!! AAAAHoHAoTThheEEYyRREeYyyoOoUURSsSS!!! JjuUSTSSTTOOoOPPP! “
I can tickle and lickle them Saturday nights all night?”
“AAHAohAOhAohaYYyYEEESsSSSS!” “AAHYYYEEEESssS!AhoAoahTThHEeyYRREeYYooOUUuRRRSsSS!”
I then indulging in vigorously stroking up n' down both addictive feet with their intoxicating smell and nibblin and licking his toes then licking both soles! Then make him endure being played with so on his back and very gently having pulled down his briefs lightly run the feather over his dick which really makes him moan, enjoying feathering his dick and teasing and tormenting him still tied and gagged, sliding the feather the length of his 7" as his hardened dick so sensitive he moans and giggles and his hips rock up n' down from the powerful sensations as his dick becomes super-sensitive
“Stop! Hahahahahahaha!Hahahahahahahahah! Noooooooo Hahahahahahaha!”
"Ssssh it's just a tickle Joe, think of Mum's puusy and Meanie's wet and waiting for this to satisfy them but Saturday night it's mine to tease and I will until you shoot your load! I then brushed the feather along his dick and stopped just long enough to stop him from cumming which he'd frustatingly beg me to let him and instead return to his feet and lickle or tickle them to a guaranteed reaction pleasuring me. His feet reactive everywhere to my tickles and likewise his laughter alternating correspondingly!
“Oh fuck! Hahahahahahaha! You have to stop! Hahahahahahaha!”
"Joe I don't have to do anything but attitudes like that mean I indulge in worsening your tickle torture!"
I indulged in tickling his feet to drive him to insanity, literally driven demented for my sadistic amusement thinking how he is cheating with Mum against his best friend & his wife, he immediately hysterical as a skiller tickler and focusing on his most senstive areas, arches and toes and taunitn him saying I know how much he hates his size 11'S being tickled but being so ticklish his feet irresistible to tickle!
Hahahahahahahaha! No more tickling! Hahahahaha! Please! Not tickling! HahHahahahahahahahaha! I can’t stand it! Hahahahahaha! Stop tickling my feet! Hahahahahaha! Please stop tickling my dick! Hahahahahaha! I’m begging you to stop! Hahahahaha! Just let me cum!”
Eventually his dick feathered and his balls until he cims but then so much more senstive and gagged again as howling with laughter, literally drieven crazy as his feet are tickled and lickled intensely by me as tasing ripe and smelling raunchy, both intoxicating and addictive!
“P-p-pleeehehehehehehahahahahahaha! Ok! Ok! Hahahahahahahaha Hahahahahaha! P-pleheheheheaase! M-mahahahahaha! Ma-mahahahahahahaha! Please Hahahahahahaha!" he suffers in ticklish, licklish agony and last Saturday I told him knowing Melanie now on night duty at the hospital that we will be meeting any night I choose at a hotel downtown he'll pay for, so on the day I call him at work we meet and he in the socks worn that day or else his tickling will be severe and I will tell his secret!"
What choice does he have but to obey and I've spoken to a friend and fellow Scout senior and he looking foward to joining me at a hotel meet with Joe!
I waited until he out for the count upstairs and Joe in the basement room close to mine so knew he slept in briefs and socks, it was embedded in him to keep his socks on as in a chat with Dad a couple of meets back spoken of his brothers dominating him and finding him ticklish especially on his feet, information I was thrilled to hear as Joe always takes his shoes off in the house and wears black nylon socks and his shoes a size 11! So waited until I heard him snoring and then let myself in the darkened room and woke him and whispered threateningly I knew about he and Mum and what a bastard he was to Dad but now we'd have a secret and told him to open his mouth and gagged him.
I then told him to lie on his stomach which the 6'1" guy did, he was still a bit drunk and scared and helpless as I secured his socked ankles together and arms behind his back, a senior in the scouts I knew how to immobilise him and then couldn't resist teasing him and whispered menacingly ....
"You know Joe there's something, well two things about you I really like, a clue they smell awesome and I know super-sensitive and you having a laugh at Dad's expense and I'm gonna have a laugh at yours and you can't do anything about it unable to tell anyone and Dad think it odd if you stopped weekend visits so now this weekend night is just the start of our arrangement, hiding secrets and have to tell you, feet turn me on so now let's play!"
I smiled as Joe freaked out but mumbled protests as I was at the end of the bed staring at the teo black socked soles facing me and their aroma natural and strong and both large and looking soft and I imagined how sensitive having been cooped up in socks and shoes all day and leaned into them and deeply inhaled as I heard a moan from him and told him his feet smelling really raunchy and how weekends seeeing him socked with Dad had imagined how they might smell and how warm they'd be and now loving their heat and moistness and ran a single finger the length of each sole from heels to toes and toes to heels and loved how his feet flexed and toes clenched!
"Oh Joe now in your 30's a few years since you've had your feet tickled but guess ticklish as ever, your brothers had the right idea, you're a right tender-foot and large manly feet Joe, guess parts of you Melanie never gets to enjoy as nor does Mum and married to the CEO's daughter, imagine if Melanie knew what you get up to with Mum, bang goes your marriage, job and lifestyle but your fault cheating and having such damn ticklish feet!"
My fingers ran over his arches to his toes and then the centre of his defenseless and sensitive socked soles to a muffled reaction but like this as I toyed with his feet
“Hehehehehehehe! No! Hahahahaha! Hehehehehe! Stooooop!”
"Joe I'm just getting started and going to tickle your feet all night long and bare feet too which will magnify every teasing, tickling, tormenting touch, something we Seniors indulge in at camp as no signs of it happening to the victim of it who has upset us or needs initiating and they'll never tell or we just let their weakness be known, have done a few times and all had an amusing time seeing him tickle tortured by other scouts and us too, boys will be boys Joe even teens!"
My fingers then scraped over the soles of Joe's large feet, humilating, embarrassing and emasculating him and loved seeing him struggling and taunting him that he's be laughing all night long and slowly slid off his socks and then ran my fingers up n' down his newly bareed, warm n' wet soles, he was going nowhere! I stroked every inch of his feet with a focus on his arches! I then removed the gag as I like to hear him suffer for me!
"Hehehehehehehe! Hey! Hahahahahahaha! Stop it! Hehehehehehe! Please! Noooooo Hahahahahahahahaha!”
"Oh Joe you hate being tickled which makes tickling you so much fun as you're so damn ticklish and I mercilessly stroked up n' down the length of his feet consistently and using different pressures and light, maddeing strokes really got to him and relished in hearing his giggling which drove me to tickle harder to enjoy his suffering for my amusement and pleasure!
“Aaaaahhhhhh! Oh shit! Hahahahahahahahaha!"
I then rubbed the soles of his feet so sensually and told him his feet were mine to enjoy, the feel of them, the smell of them and Mmmm yet to come ther taste of them as guessing something his brothers never did to him but a favourite pleasure of mine to lickle feet so suck and lick on toes and lick soles as with my fingers I lightly caressed his soles sensing him tensed in suspense tensed up with suspense and then stroking the length of his soles again seeing him squrim indulging myself in his amazing feet! Caressing his toes loving how he tried to kick away as his toes splayed and clenched and splayed and clenched involunarily in reaction to the ticklish torment!
I then began to massage them with fingers pressing into his feet with pressure and then shocked him slipping toes into my mouth and sucking on them and lighly nibbling them, then sliding my tongue in between all of his toes and each foot in turn which were sensations unexpected and driving him ballistic as he a straight man eduring his feet being raped orally and manually by another guy, he moaned in disgust I guessed as I told him his feet meat tasted delicious and I having an insatiable appetite that I needed satisfied! Also how I knew as a lickler the sensations of feet being lickled drove the licklee demented but something I was addicted to doing at camp especially to sweaty feet only showered in the morning's so needing an enforced tongue bath! Then set Joe giggling again as the tickling resumed, with soles lubed with saliva meaning my fingers slid all over them increasing the intensity of his teasing torment perfectly with my expereinced fingers dominating his feet and his laughing and hopeless reaction, all the encouragement needed as he knew no escaping my viciously playful attack!
Then resumed lapping at his soles, my tongue alternating between feet seeing his feet flex and toes splay and clench at the sensations driving him berserk as Joe honestly hates his feet tickled and lickled, it is hellish for him which makes every Saturday night something I so look forward to as much as he dreads them and even indulging in massging and rubbing them not pleasant for him as I tell him that his feet are mine not Mum's or even Melanie's, mine to enjoy feeling up, fondling, massaging, caressing, tickling and lickiing as my feet to smell and to taste and he best for forget it! Persuasion delivered with the revolving bristles of the electric toothbrush, the three pronged comb, the hairbrush as well as the feather, my fingers and my tongue. He is driven wild quite literally by the various ticklish sensations and compliant with my demands as even massaging his feet telling him soon tickle time and running my fingers all over both feet with brutal enthusiasm and slurping and nibbling on his toes and saying
“Now, whose feet are they?”
“AhAOhAoAHoAHAhAAhAHohAYYyOOOuURRRsSsS!! AAAAHoHAoTThheEEYyRREeYyyoOoUURSsSS!!! JjuUSTSSTTOOoOPPP! “
I can tickle and lickle them Saturday nights all night?”
“AAHAohAOhAohaYYyYEEESsSSSS!” “AAHYYYEEEESssS!AhoAoahTThHEeyYRREeYYooOUUuRRRSsSS!”
I then indulging in vigorously stroking up n' down both addictive feet with their intoxicating smell and nibblin and licking his toes then licking both soles! Then make him endure being played with so on his back and very gently having pulled down his briefs lightly run the feather over his dick which really makes him moan, enjoying feathering his dick and teasing and tormenting him still tied and gagged, sliding the feather the length of his 7" as his hardened dick so sensitive he moans and giggles and his hips rock up n' down from the powerful sensations as his dick becomes super-sensitive
“Stop! Hahahahahahaha!Hahahahahahahahah! Noooooooo Hahahahahahaha!”
"Ssssh it's just a tickle Joe, think of Mum's puusy and Meanie's wet and waiting for this to satisfy them but Saturday night it's mine to tease and I will until you shoot your load! I then brushed the feather along his dick and stopped just long enough to stop him from cumming which he'd frustatingly beg me to let him and instead return to his feet and lickle or tickle them to a guaranteed reaction pleasuring me. His feet reactive everywhere to my tickles and likewise his laughter alternating correspondingly!
“Oh fuck! Hahahahahahaha! You have to stop! Hahahahahahaha!”
"Joe I don't have to do anything but attitudes like that mean I indulge in worsening your tickle torture!"
I indulged in tickling his feet to drive him to insanity, literally driven demented for my sadistic amusement thinking how he is cheating with Mum against his best friend & his wife, he immediately hysterical as a skiller tickler and focusing on his most senstive areas, arches and toes and taunitn him saying I know how much he hates his size 11'S being tickled but being so ticklish his feet irresistible to tickle!
Hahahahahahahaha! No more tickling! Hahahahaha! Please! Not tickling! HahHahahahahahahahaha! I can’t stand it! Hahahahahaha! Stop tickling my feet! Hahahahahaha! Please stop tickling my dick! Hahahahahaha! I’m begging you to stop! Hahahahaha! Just let me cum!”
Eventually his dick feathered and his balls until he cims but then so much more senstive and gagged again as howling with laughter, literally drieven crazy as his feet are tickled and lickled intensely by me as tasing ripe and smelling raunchy, both intoxicating and addictive!
“P-p-pleeehehehehehehahahahahahaha! Ok! Ok! Hahahahahahahaha Hahahahahaha! P-pleheheheheaase! M-mahahahahaha! Ma-mahahahahahahaha! Please Hahahahahahaha!" he suffers in ticklish, licklish agony and last Saturday I told him knowing Melanie now on night duty at the hospital that we will be meeting any night I choose at a hotel downtown he'll pay for, so on the day I call him at work we meet and he in the socks worn that day or else his tickling will be severe and I will tell his secret!"
What choice does he have but to obey and I've spoken to a friend and fellow Scout senior and he looking foward to joining me at a hotel meet with Joe!
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