Mike comes home and walks thru the door, he sees Tiffany in the kitchen pouring herself some juice and immediately his mood brightens. He walks up behind her and embraces her, "hey beautiful" he says before kissing her neck. Tiffany lifts her hand to softly caress her cheek, the other touches his arm around her waist, "hey baby," she responds, "how r u?"
Quietly he says "im kool, as usual." but she can feel something is off. As he begins to release her, she grabs his arm to keep him in the embrace saying "uh uh, wuts wrong?" Hugging her tight and kissing her neck again he says, "im kool beautiful, jus one of those days." Mike moves his hands to her sides and softly tickles, causing her to giggle and squirm away. "Not fair!" she says giggling. He gives her a smile, then walks to the bedroom.
Tiffany goes to sit on the couch, still smiling from the tickles he gave her. "I wonder if something is wrong," she thinks to herself and makes her way to the bedroom to see Mike laying down. She sits at the bottom of the bed, "Miiiiichael," she calls out teasingly. "Yes?" he responds. "U sure u're ok?" she asks gently rubbing his thigh. He tenses a bit, being very ticklish. "Yea beautiful, im sure" he says. She gets a mischievous grin on her face as she notices how he tensed up from touching his thigh. "Awww, does mama's baby not wanna tell me wuts wrong?"
His heart starts to beat faster as she knows wut talking to him lik that does. "Come on, don't do that." he says as he rolls over onto his stomach. Trying to hide his grin from her, as well as his manhood which started growing. "I jus want to make u happy," Tiffany says reaching under his shirt to softly rub his back. "Don't u want mama to make u smile and giggle? Hmmm? I kno u want it." As she says this she slips her other hand under his shirt and starts lightly tickling 2 very sensitive spots on his back.
Mike starts giggling into a pillow and rocking bac and forth trying and failing to grab her hands. "Uh uh, u kno u cant stop my tickles," Tiffany says. Moving to his sides she says, "tell me. tell me how much u love my soft tickles on ur ticklish spots." Defiantly he removes his giggling face from the pillow and begs her to stop. "Ok, but if i stop here then i'll have to move to another spot." Mike tries to catch his breath, his back and sides still tingling from her fingers. His position proving to be problematic as his manhood continues growing, the tip pressing into the mattress making him dizzy with lust.
Tiffany is well aware of the effect she's having on him. Her finger starts moving down his leg and he knows wuts coming so he moves it away. "No sir!" she says. "Give it to me. Give mommy ur foot." The demand sends a shiver down Mike's spine. His soft sensitive feet are a weakness and she knows it. He wants it so bad but he feels so nervous about admitting it. So he keeps his leg still. Knowing full well the effect she's having on him, she knows how to get wut she wants.
So while one hand continues to lightly run up and down the back of his leg, she slips one hand under the bottom of his basketball shorts reaching up to grab his member and pulling it down so that it is poking out underneath him. "There he goes! I knew he was eager to play with mommy." Tiffany then starts to lightly rub and pinch the tip with her fingers. "Now give me ur foot or we can't finish." His mouth hanging open, almost drooling from the feeling of her thumb on his tip, he moves his foot to her lap.
"Good boy," she says to him. "I kno u love mommy's tickles. U dont have to tell me now, but u will tell me." exaggerating her point by grabbing his ankle and tickling his socked foot. Catching him off guard he laughs out loud, embarrassed because he's loving this. Tiffany giggles at his reaction to her tickles. "Awww my ticklish baby. Do mommy's tickles make u laugh?" With her fingers still against his ticklish foot he manages to say "hehehe Yes! It tickles! hehehehe." Smiling she stops tickling him, "i kno it tickles baby. mommy knows, u r so ticklish." She slides a finger into his sock, her finger softly caressing the bottom of his foot. The feeling is so intoxicating, then he feels her start to slide his sock off.
"Baby..." Mike says quietly. "Wut was that? I can't hear u. Wut do u wanna tell me?" she says. "Please be gentle." he asks. With a knowing smile she says, "Oh baby, don't worry. Mommy knows how special this foot is. She knows how sensitive and ticklish ur feet are. U love my tickles dont u?" He stays quiet, he can't say it out loud. But they both kno.
Then he feels it, she lifts his foot and softly kisses the sole then starts softly stroking but not tickling the bottom of his foot. He tries to stop himself but he lets a moan escape his lips. She asks, "are u ready?" Sheepishly he turns his face away from her and starts to nod his head yes. She sees him nodding, but that jus won't do. "I can't hear u baby, mommy asked u a question. Are u ready?" This time tho as she asks, she begins tickling the arch of his foot. He starts squirming and he gasps out "yes! yes im ready." "Ready for wut dear?" she asks. He doesn't say anything but continues giggling to myself.
"Ready for WUT dear?" she asks again. This time holding his ankle and reaching up to tickle his thighs. Mike starts really laughing, "HAHAHAhehehe im ready! Im ready for u to tickle my feet! hehehehehe." Giggling at how ticklish he is she responds "there's my good boy. i dont kno why u don't wanna tell me. mommy knows u lik her tickles. dont u?" Saying this she takes her nails and very lightly begins to tickle the bottom of his foot. It feels so good and his laughs turn into giggles. His leg is shaking, toes wiggling as he feels each pass of her fingernails along his ticklish soles. Mike wants to tell her so bad how much he loves this, how thankful he is that she indulges this side of him. But his nerves get the best of him and he can't, he buries his face into the pillow giggling as he falls deeper into ticklish submission.
Then her voice, "Come on baby. U r so ticklish. Jus tell me. I love tickling this foot. Tell me how much u love it." Mike jus can't, he can't tell her. But he can't help his body. She looks at his shorts, at his member poking out from under him, fully engorged, twitching with each tickle along his sole. She smiles knowingly and reaches up to pinch the tip causing him to squirm and giggle louder. "Ahhh so he's ticklish too i see. Come on baby, i kno u love this. Jus tell mommy u love my tickles."
As her nails continue their delicate destruction of his resolve, she notices how his toes spread and wiggle at her and it gives her an idea. "U kno, last time we played this game, every time i stopped tickling u wud wiggle ur toes at me. Does that mean u want more, or does that mean ur toes r jus too sensitive to stay still? Let's find out." Mike hears those words and he starts to panic, there r 3 major ticklish spots on his body and the toes are one of them.
He opens his mouth to protest but then he feels it, her fingers start wiggling his toes. As his laughing increases she says "Awww my little baby has ticklish toes. I knew it! Tickle tickle ticklish toes. Aww does that tickle? Mommy's gonna tickle ur toes." He is giggling up a storm, "hehehe no mommy not my toes! hehehehehe" Laughing she says "don't u tell mommy no. u love mommy's tickles. u jus won't tell me. coochie coochie coo ticklish boy." "hehehe stop stop please! it tickles!" He's going crazy and his lust is growing. Does he tell her how he feels? She takes mercy on him and goes back to lightly running ur nails along his soles. "Ok baby ok, calm down. Jeez u r so ticklish. Mommy jus loves tickling u. Is this better? Does it feel good?" He's getting lightheaded he's so turned on. Breathlessly and quietly he answers her, "yes."
"Wut was that? Wut did u say to mommy? U lik my tickles?" She asks. No, he didn't mean to let that slip out. Nervouslyhe doesn't respond. "Uh uh, dont get quiet now. Come on baby jus tell me." She reaches up, takes his member in her hand and gently caresses it while still softly tickling his sole.
"This feels good right? Cuz i cud jus go back to..." She releases his member, pulls his toes back with one hand, then uses the other to start tickling his toes again, this time making sure her nails tickle the bottom of my toes. Squirming arnd he laughs out loud "HAHAHA no stop! get out of there hehehehe not my toes hahahahehehehe" Grinning she says, "no sir! Im not stopping til u tell me u love it. Tell mommy how much u love her tickles and i might leave these ticklish toes alone. tiiickle tickle tickle" Tiffany finds the special spot on his toes and he loses it. "HAHAHA Ok ok, i love mommy's tickles! I do i do, i love mommy's tickles!"
Laughing at his reaction and releasing his toes, "Ok baby. See, that wasnt so hard was it? U kno i love playing with these ticklish feet. U don't have to be shy about telling me, u kno i kno u love it." She goes back to lightly running her nails along the bottom of his foot and he begins to softly giggle again, coming down from the ticklish high of having one of his most sensitive spots explored. Lovingly she caresses his sole, then Tiffany notices he's not only giggling now, but there r moans mixed in. His member still twitching in rhythm with her soft tickles. She reaches up and grips him, rubbing the tip with her thumb as she keeps lightly tickling his foot. Mike gasps and starts whimpering, the tip too sensitive now as having his foot tickled has aroused him beyond wut he's used to. "Oooh does my baby lik this touch?" "Yes" he replies. "Ok baby, let me make u feel good." As her nails continue lightly tickling his sole, she grips his member and starts stroking him. He grabs the sheets and moans hard as both sensations are driving him crazy. But his feet are too ticklish, he can't orgasm. Tiffany notices this and it makes her smile, she already knows wut he needs. It's her voice.
She bends his knee slightly so she can lean in closer to him. Still tickling and stroking, she whispers "Baaaaby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. My poor ticklish baby, i kno u are close. Cum for mama. Cum for mama or i might have to keep tickling, and tickling, and tickling..." And then it happened, Mike sees stars as an orgasm shoots thru his body. His warm juices seeping out, leaving him a big sensitive mess. He rolls over onto his back, she lays her head on his chest, grips my manhood again and rubs the highly sensitive tip with her thumb. Feeling him shake and giggle under her, "there's my good boy, that was a big mess u made for mommy. Ur feet will always be mine and i'll tickle u whenever i want to." His mind a submissive cluster of thoughts and wants, knew he was hers forever.
-the end
Quietly he says "im kool, as usual." but she can feel something is off. As he begins to release her, she grabs his arm to keep him in the embrace saying "uh uh, wuts wrong?" Hugging her tight and kissing her neck again he says, "im kool beautiful, jus one of those days." Mike moves his hands to her sides and softly tickles, causing her to giggle and squirm away. "Not fair!" she says giggling. He gives her a smile, then walks to the bedroom.
Tiffany goes to sit on the couch, still smiling from the tickles he gave her. "I wonder if something is wrong," she thinks to herself and makes her way to the bedroom to see Mike laying down. She sits at the bottom of the bed, "Miiiiichael," she calls out teasingly. "Yes?" he responds. "U sure u're ok?" she asks gently rubbing his thigh. He tenses a bit, being very ticklish. "Yea beautiful, im sure" he says. She gets a mischievous grin on her face as she notices how he tensed up from touching his thigh. "Awww, does mama's baby not wanna tell me wuts wrong?"
His heart starts to beat faster as she knows wut talking to him lik that does. "Come on, don't do that." he says as he rolls over onto his stomach. Trying to hide his grin from her, as well as his manhood which started growing. "I jus want to make u happy," Tiffany says reaching under his shirt to softly rub his back. "Don't u want mama to make u smile and giggle? Hmmm? I kno u want it." As she says this she slips her other hand under his shirt and starts lightly tickling 2 very sensitive spots on his back.
Mike starts giggling into a pillow and rocking bac and forth trying and failing to grab her hands. "Uh uh, u kno u cant stop my tickles," Tiffany says. Moving to his sides she says, "tell me. tell me how much u love my soft tickles on ur ticklish spots." Defiantly he removes his giggling face from the pillow and begs her to stop. "Ok, but if i stop here then i'll have to move to another spot." Mike tries to catch his breath, his back and sides still tingling from her fingers. His position proving to be problematic as his manhood continues growing, the tip pressing into the mattress making him dizzy with lust.
Tiffany is well aware of the effect she's having on him. Her finger starts moving down his leg and he knows wuts coming so he moves it away. "No sir!" she says. "Give it to me. Give mommy ur foot." The demand sends a shiver down Mike's spine. His soft sensitive feet are a weakness and she knows it. He wants it so bad but he feels so nervous about admitting it. So he keeps his leg still. Knowing full well the effect she's having on him, she knows how to get wut she wants.
So while one hand continues to lightly run up and down the back of his leg, she slips one hand under the bottom of his basketball shorts reaching up to grab his member and pulling it down so that it is poking out underneath him. "There he goes! I knew he was eager to play with mommy." Tiffany then starts to lightly rub and pinch the tip with her fingers. "Now give me ur foot or we can't finish." His mouth hanging open, almost drooling from the feeling of her thumb on his tip, he moves his foot to her lap.
"Good boy," she says to him. "I kno u love mommy's tickles. U dont have to tell me now, but u will tell me." exaggerating her point by grabbing his ankle and tickling his socked foot. Catching him off guard he laughs out loud, embarrassed because he's loving this. Tiffany giggles at his reaction to her tickles. "Awww my ticklish baby. Do mommy's tickles make u laugh?" With her fingers still against his ticklish foot he manages to say "hehehe Yes! It tickles! hehehehe." Smiling she stops tickling him, "i kno it tickles baby. mommy knows, u r so ticklish." She slides a finger into his sock, her finger softly caressing the bottom of his foot. The feeling is so intoxicating, then he feels her start to slide his sock off.
"Baby..." Mike says quietly. "Wut was that? I can't hear u. Wut do u wanna tell me?" she says. "Please be gentle." he asks. With a knowing smile she says, "Oh baby, don't worry. Mommy knows how special this foot is. She knows how sensitive and ticklish ur feet are. U love my tickles dont u?" He stays quiet, he can't say it out loud. But they both kno.
Then he feels it, she lifts his foot and softly kisses the sole then starts softly stroking but not tickling the bottom of his foot. He tries to stop himself but he lets a moan escape his lips. She asks, "are u ready?" Sheepishly he turns his face away from her and starts to nod his head yes. She sees him nodding, but that jus won't do. "I can't hear u baby, mommy asked u a question. Are u ready?" This time tho as she asks, she begins tickling the arch of his foot. He starts squirming and he gasps out "yes! yes im ready." "Ready for wut dear?" she asks. He doesn't say anything but continues giggling to myself.
"Ready for WUT dear?" she asks again. This time holding his ankle and reaching up to tickle his thighs. Mike starts really laughing, "HAHAHAhehehe im ready! Im ready for u to tickle my feet! hehehehehe." Giggling at how ticklish he is she responds "there's my good boy. i dont kno why u don't wanna tell me. mommy knows u lik her tickles. dont u?" Saying this she takes her nails and very lightly begins to tickle the bottom of his foot. It feels so good and his laughs turn into giggles. His leg is shaking, toes wiggling as he feels each pass of her fingernails along his ticklish soles. Mike wants to tell her so bad how much he loves this, how thankful he is that she indulges this side of him. But his nerves get the best of him and he can't, he buries his face into the pillow giggling as he falls deeper into ticklish submission.
Then her voice, "Come on baby. U r so ticklish. Jus tell me. I love tickling this foot. Tell me how much u love it." Mike jus can't, he can't tell her. But he can't help his body. She looks at his shorts, at his member poking out from under him, fully engorged, twitching with each tickle along his sole. She smiles knowingly and reaches up to pinch the tip causing him to squirm and giggle louder. "Ahhh so he's ticklish too i see. Come on baby, i kno u love this. Jus tell mommy u love my tickles."
As her nails continue their delicate destruction of his resolve, she notices how his toes spread and wiggle at her and it gives her an idea. "U kno, last time we played this game, every time i stopped tickling u wud wiggle ur toes at me. Does that mean u want more, or does that mean ur toes r jus too sensitive to stay still? Let's find out." Mike hears those words and he starts to panic, there r 3 major ticklish spots on his body and the toes are one of them.
He opens his mouth to protest but then he feels it, her fingers start wiggling his toes. As his laughing increases she says "Awww my little baby has ticklish toes. I knew it! Tickle tickle ticklish toes. Aww does that tickle? Mommy's gonna tickle ur toes." He is giggling up a storm, "hehehe no mommy not my toes! hehehehehe" Laughing she says "don't u tell mommy no. u love mommy's tickles. u jus won't tell me. coochie coochie coo ticklish boy." "hehehe stop stop please! it tickles!" He's going crazy and his lust is growing. Does he tell her how he feels? She takes mercy on him and goes back to lightly running ur nails along his soles. "Ok baby ok, calm down. Jeez u r so ticklish. Mommy jus loves tickling u. Is this better? Does it feel good?" He's getting lightheaded he's so turned on. Breathlessly and quietly he answers her, "yes."
"Wut was that? Wut did u say to mommy? U lik my tickles?" She asks. No, he didn't mean to let that slip out. Nervouslyhe doesn't respond. "Uh uh, dont get quiet now. Come on baby jus tell me." She reaches up, takes his member in her hand and gently caresses it while still softly tickling his sole.
"This feels good right? Cuz i cud jus go back to..." She releases his member, pulls his toes back with one hand, then uses the other to start tickling his toes again, this time making sure her nails tickle the bottom of my toes. Squirming arnd he laughs out loud "HAHAHA no stop! get out of there hehehehe not my toes hahahahehehehe" Grinning she says, "no sir! Im not stopping til u tell me u love it. Tell mommy how much u love her tickles and i might leave these ticklish toes alone. tiiickle tickle tickle" Tiffany finds the special spot on his toes and he loses it. "HAHAHA Ok ok, i love mommy's tickles! I do i do, i love mommy's tickles!"
Laughing at his reaction and releasing his toes, "Ok baby. See, that wasnt so hard was it? U kno i love playing with these ticklish feet. U don't have to be shy about telling me, u kno i kno u love it." She goes back to lightly running her nails along the bottom of his foot and he begins to softly giggle again, coming down from the ticklish high of having one of his most sensitive spots explored. Lovingly she caresses his sole, then Tiffany notices he's not only giggling now, but there r moans mixed in. His member still twitching in rhythm with her soft tickles. She reaches up and grips him, rubbing the tip with her thumb as she keeps lightly tickling his foot. Mike gasps and starts whimpering, the tip too sensitive now as having his foot tickled has aroused him beyond wut he's used to. "Oooh does my baby lik this touch?" "Yes" he replies. "Ok baby, let me make u feel good." As her nails continue lightly tickling his sole, she grips his member and starts stroking him. He grabs the sheets and moans hard as both sensations are driving him crazy. But his feet are too ticklish, he can't orgasm. Tiffany notices this and it makes her smile, she already knows wut he needs. It's her voice.
She bends his knee slightly so she can lean in closer to him. Still tickling and stroking, she whispers "Baaaaby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. My poor ticklish baby, i kno u are close. Cum for mama. Cum for mama or i might have to keep tickling, and tickling, and tickling..." And then it happened, Mike sees stars as an orgasm shoots thru his body. His warm juices seeping out, leaving him a big sensitive mess. He rolls over onto his back, she lays her head on his chest, grips my manhood again and rubs the highly sensitive tip with her thumb. Feeling him shake and giggle under her, "there's my good boy, that was a big mess u made for mommy. Ur feet will always be mine and i'll tickle u whenever i want to." His mind a submissive cluster of thoughts and wants, knew he was hers forever.
-the end
