Hello everyone! I've been working on this for a while now, quite sporadically. I finally finished it tonight, and I'm excited to share with you!
I copy-pasted from word, and I couldn't get the paragraph indents to work, so sorry it looks like block text.
I'd love any criticism as well, as always, and thanks for reading!
Phallacie
Stories Can Come True!
(FFF/M)
Jason, Alicia, Rachel, Kristina
“We’ve been dating for nearly a year, and he still won’t let me touch his computer,” she thought. She remembered all of the times when she tried to use his computer but he simply wouldn’t let her. He either looked for whatever she needed himself, or simply let the passworded screensaver bar her from accessing the computer. “I mean, what could he be hiding that is so bad?”
She quickly shook the mouse, and watched in excitement as the screensaver melted away into
Jason’s desktop. “Holy shit…I’m in!” she thought. She had skillfully disabled the password when Jason went to shower after they played around earlier, and he hadn’t noticed before he went out for the evening with his friends. Alicia decided to check the internet first; just to see exactly he was looking at while he was hanging out alone in their apartment.
She clicked through countless pages of internet nonsense, ranging from naked celebrities to video game reviews, until she found something that caught her eye: a website about tickling. She knew that Jason loved to tickle her when they were laying in bed, but what was this? She clicked the link and immediately saw a message pop up, from another user on the site.
“Hey! I read that story you wrote, and that scenario seems super intense. I hope you get to live it out someday!”
“A story?” thought Alicia. “What is this guy talking about?” She clicked around and found a subscribed link to a story that Jason had wrote—that would consequently be what he would be experiencing on his 22nd birthday. Alicia had some planning to do, but she was bound to make it work.
~*~*~
When Jason started to open his eyes, he realized that something didn’t feel right. He tried to stretch his arms and legs, but found that they wouldn’t move at all, and that all he could do was flex his muscles in protest. He lifted his head and saw that he was strapped down to a makeshift bondage board—his arms were bound spread-eagle above his head with cuffs strapped right below his elbow and around his wrists; as were his legs, strapped once above each knee and around each ankle. He shook and strained against the straps, but they were not moving in the slightest. He was completely immobile and at the mercy of whoever found him here first.
Jason tried to think back to the last thing he remembered before ending up in this device. He remembered leaving hockey practice late at night, and calling his girlfriend Alicia telling her he would be back after a few brews with the guys. He vaguely recalled stumbling into his apartment and passing out drunk somewhere, most likely near his computer to watch some porn. He knew that Alicia wasn’t a fan of sloppy sex, so he’d save her the time and help himself. Everything after that was black, until his current predicament.
The slam of a distant door alerted Jason. Someone was near! He scanned around the room for a door or a window, but the architecture showed that the only windows were along the tops of the walls, much like a basement, and that if there was a door, it was behind him where he couldn’t see. He thought about calling out for help when he heard the door behind him open, but before he could, he heard a familiar giggle echo off the stone walls.
“Alicia? Is that you?” Jason demanded, a hint of anger rising in his voice. “What the fuck is going on right now?” He could hear footsteps slowly making their way towards him.
“I found that little something you wrote, Jase!” Alicia giggled as she walked down towards Jason’s feet. “And that’s when I put all the pieces together…and put this together for your birthday!”
Jason was in disbelief—had she found that story he wrote for the tickling forum? He had been too nervous to tell his girlfriend about his interest in tickling, so he had been extra careful with his computer in order to hide his tracks. He had worked on the story over the past few weeks, putting in a new part here and there until he was satisfied with his creation. Then he posted it on the forums to get some criticism. “So what are you planning to do to me then?” Jason asked.
Alicia saw the quick flash of nervousness in his eyes. Without any words, she waved her hand in a beckoning motion, and much to Jason’s surprise, two of her closest friends joined her, standing on each side of Jason’s torso. Rachel was a tall blonde bombshell, with pouty lips and an ample amount of cleavage. On the other side, was Kristina—dark hair, deep brown eyes, and one of the tightest bodies on campus. She was the captain of the varsity soccer team, and her vigorous workout showed it.
“You remember how it went, right? You started off tied down extra tight so you can’t even move…check!” She pulled against the straps holding him down above his knees, making sure he couldn’t even wiggle. Jason realized then what he was in for, and a bead of sweat slid down his temple, hitting the board beneath him.
“Then three gorgeous girls, who were naked of course…” said Alicia as she, Rachel, and Kristina removed their clothes. Jason’s cock bulged against his briefs when his eyes examined the three sexy females around him. Alicia’s dyed red hair spilled down over her breasts, gently brushing against her erect nipples. Rachel’s slender body was incredible, and Kristina looked like an Egyptian princess. It was almost enough to make him forget what was coming, but Alicia continued, “…tickled you until you begged for them to stop!”
The girls swapped their positions around Jason—Alicia stood between his legs, Rachel at his feet, and Kristina above his head. Jason struggled against the straps, realizing she was going to follow his story like a script. They had even gotten naked to torment him—she really wasn’t fooling around. He knew the girls hadn’t been merciful in the story, so he tried to ready himself for what was to come.
Alicia looked into Jason’s eyes as she signaled the girls to start tickling him. As Rachel’s fingers swirled up and down his soles, he let out a small chuckle. Kristina lightly brushed her fingers in his underarms and he began to laugh harder. Alicia gave him a devilish smile as she tickled near his crotch and saw the fear in his eyes. He struggled against his bondage, trying to stifle his laughter and escape the tickling fingers, but couldn’t. The girls each continued to tickle him lightly, hardly touching his skin but sending waves of ticklishness to his brain. He tried to maintain his composure, but he realized there was nothing he could do to stop them, and they were only going to be meaner.
Alicia switched her hands to Jason’s rippling abs, slowly dragging her fingers up and down his sides until she met with Kristina’s small fingers that were dancing in his armpits. His chuckles turned into light laughter as they slowly worked him up. Rachel slid her fingers in and out of between his toes, stopping only to rake the bottom of his soles. Jason laughed and fought against his binds, cursing the girls for tickling him so hard.
They gave him a quick break to catch his breath. “This is fun, isn’t it?” asked Alicia, a huge grin on her face. Jason, still giggling, shook his head no as he tried to regain his composure. “The only thing is I forgot one part of the story! These need to be off!” Kristina handed Alicia a pair of scissors, and she quickly cut his briefs off, leaving him completely naked on the table. His cock was starting to perk up. As much as the tickling sucked, he did really enjoy it somehow. As Alicia poured baby oil across his chest, she said, “And of course we need this as well!”
Kristina slid her hands through the puddle on his chest, spreading it out across his whole upper body. Her hands glided across his body, and seemed to tickle even more. Rachel drenched his feet and her fingers moved effortlessly over his soles. Alicia took the baby oil and let her hands lightly brush his cock as she covered his legs and hips.
Jason’s light giggling was slowly becoming heavier as the girls tickled him. Rachel had a huge smile on her face as she tormented his unprotected soles. She dragged her fingers up and down the arches of his feet, slid her fingers between his toes, and danced on the top of his toes, sending waves of laughter through him. Kristina was dragging her manicured nails from Jason’s elbows down to his hip bones, making sure to spend time in the hollows of his underarms. Alicia was the worst though—she was rapidly twirling her fingers on the inside of his legs, and occasionally dragging her nails through the sensitive area where his legs met his torso. Jason bucked and pleaded, but the girls continued to torment him.
“I want to hear you beg us to stop!” yelled Alicia, tickling him even harder.
Jason burst out laughing, begging them to stop. “I’ll do anything, please! It’s too much…I can’t handle it anymore!” He was sweating now—their unending assault was beginning to take a toll on him.
“You can do better than that!” Kristina chimed in. She dug her fingers into his armpits, making him laugh hysterically. His two worst spots were being exploited and there was nothing he could do but laugh. Rachel seemed to have learned exactly where on his feet were the most ticklish as well, and she was being so cruel.
“PLEASE!” he begged. Jason’s muscles flexed as he tried to fight the laughter being forced upon him. “I’m begging you, I’m begging you, please stop!”
Alicia clapped her hands together, and the girls stopped. Jason panted, completely out of breath, light laughter still pouring out of his mouth. He rested for a moment, thinking about what else he had inadvertently planned for himself when writing this story. He looked at the girls around him—they were each having a great time, it seemed. They giggled to each other, a devilish glint in each of their eyes.
“Maybe we should be nice to him now,” said Kristina. “He has been awfully good this whole time!”
“Yeah, at least for a little bit,” added Rachel as she joined the girls at Jason’s midsection. Kristina stood on his right side, across from Rachel, while Alicia remained between his legs. Alicia began to run her small hands up and down Jason’s cock while the other two girls gently caressed his nipples. In a matter of seconds, Jason’s cock was rock solid. “You never told us your boyfriend was so…big!” exclaimed Rachel, her eyes locked onto Jason’s member.
“A gentlewoman never tells all her secrets!” blushed Alicia. “Now, Jase, I know how much you are loving this, but this is the part where we get mean. Of course we’re going to get you off, but I know how sensitive you get when you cum! And this time, I’m not going to stop when you ask me to. I’ll stop when we all agree you’ve had enough torture for today.” With that final statement, Alicia began to expertly slide and twist her hands around Jason’s well lubed dick. She made special care to twist her hands around the tip of the head and she used a tight grip that squeezed just right.
Jason had never felt anything this good in his entire life. He had three gorgeous, naked girls around him acting out one of his biggest fantasies. He felt utterly powerless, but loved every minute of it. His breath slowly became more labored as Alicia worked his dick to an earth shattering orgasm. Rachel and Kristina were pinching and pulling on his nipples while they ran their hands up and down his inner thighs. As Jason picked his head up to watch Alicia finish her job, he felt the orgasm coming. His arms and legs pulled against the bondage, stabilizing himself for the ride that was about to come. He bucked his hips up and down with Alicia’s hands, until he erupted. The orgasm was incredibly intense, and Alicia never slowed down on her pumping. She continued to jerk his cock up and down, squeezing the head and fondling his balls with the other.
“OH GOD! Ooooooh—please stop! It’s too sensitive, I can’t take it!” whimpered Jason, straining against his bonds to get free. The waves of pleasure were crashing down on him over and over, relentless. Every time Alicia’s hand grinded against his sensitive head, it felt like he was coming another time. His muscles were getting continually tired as he fought to get loose.
Then, he realized just how screwed he was. Rachel shifted back down to his feet and began to mercilessly tickle him, using all the tricks she had learned during the first bout of tickling. Kristina moved back up to his armpits and scraped her nails deep into the hollows, causing him to laugh uncontrollably. Alicia continued to stroke his dick while she tickled his stomach and ass. Jason’s mind was melting. He felt twice as ticklish as before, and the girls were determined to break him. They punished his entire body for what seemed like hours, tickling him in his worst spots as hard as they could. Meanwhile, Alicia was cruelly torturing his cock with an enormous smile on her face. Jason realized he had created a monster, and there was nothing he could do to protect himself from their relentless assault.
After what seemed like eternity, the three girls slowed down their tickling hands and stopped. Jason panted, his abs sore from laughing, struggling to catch a breath. He was exhausted both mentally and physically. He felt like he had been lifting weights for hours, and his mind was a mess from the incredible amounts of pleasure that were just forced upon him. The three girls wiped off their hands and helped remove Jason from the table. They led him out of the room to a large shower, where they gently caressed Jason’s body and cleaned the oil off him.
“Holy shit, that was the most intense thing I’ve ever experienced,” said Jason. He kissed Alicia deeply, their tongues swirling in a passionate kiss. He continued to kiss down her neck, then nibbled his way up to her ear and whispered, “But when do I get to do that to you?”
“How about now?” asked Rachel and Kristina simultaneously as they grabbed Alicia’s arms and pulled her over to the table Jason had just finished being tortured on. Alicia begged and pleaded, but the three of them were too strong. She couldn’t stop them as they began to fasten her to the board.
“Please, no, this isn’t fair!” screamed Alicia, struggling as hard as she could to break free. When they finally had her strapped down tight, she couldn’t even move a muscle. Jason walked between her legs and rested his hands over her midsection, a devilish look in his eye. Rachel and Kristina returned to the head and foot of the table, hands poised for attack.
“Let’s see how ticklish you really are, Alicia!”
I copy-pasted from word, and I couldn't get the paragraph indents to work, so sorry it looks like block text.
I'd love any criticism as well, as always, and thanks for reading!
Phallacie
Stories Can Come True!
(FFF/M)
Jason, Alicia, Rachel, Kristina
As the door creaked open and light spilled into Jason’s room, Alicia could see the faint glow of a computer screen behind a desk. Alicia quietly tip-toed towards the light, and placed her hand on the mouse when she stepped in front of the screen. She knew that whatever she was about to find would be huge—and when she read the post he had written, she knew exactly what she had to do.“We’ve been dating for nearly a year, and he still won’t let me touch his computer,” she thought. She remembered all of the times when she tried to use his computer but he simply wouldn’t let her. He either looked for whatever she needed himself, or simply let the passworded screensaver bar her from accessing the computer. “I mean, what could he be hiding that is so bad?”
She quickly shook the mouse, and watched in excitement as the screensaver melted away into
Jason’s desktop. “Holy shit…I’m in!” she thought. She had skillfully disabled the password when Jason went to shower after they played around earlier, and he hadn’t noticed before he went out for the evening with his friends. Alicia decided to check the internet first; just to see exactly he was looking at while he was hanging out alone in their apartment.
She clicked through countless pages of internet nonsense, ranging from naked celebrities to video game reviews, until she found something that caught her eye: a website about tickling. She knew that Jason loved to tickle her when they were laying in bed, but what was this? She clicked the link and immediately saw a message pop up, from another user on the site.
“Hey! I read that story you wrote, and that scenario seems super intense. I hope you get to live it out someday!”
“A story?” thought Alicia. “What is this guy talking about?” She clicked around and found a subscribed link to a story that Jason had wrote—that would consequently be what he would be experiencing on his 22nd birthday. Alicia had some planning to do, but she was bound to make it work.
~*~*~
When Jason started to open his eyes, he realized that something didn’t feel right. He tried to stretch his arms and legs, but found that they wouldn’t move at all, and that all he could do was flex his muscles in protest. He lifted his head and saw that he was strapped down to a makeshift bondage board—his arms were bound spread-eagle above his head with cuffs strapped right below his elbow and around his wrists; as were his legs, strapped once above each knee and around each ankle. He shook and strained against the straps, but they were not moving in the slightest. He was completely immobile and at the mercy of whoever found him here first.
Jason tried to think back to the last thing he remembered before ending up in this device. He remembered leaving hockey practice late at night, and calling his girlfriend Alicia telling her he would be back after a few brews with the guys. He vaguely recalled stumbling into his apartment and passing out drunk somewhere, most likely near his computer to watch some porn. He knew that Alicia wasn’t a fan of sloppy sex, so he’d save her the time and help himself. Everything after that was black, until his current predicament.
The slam of a distant door alerted Jason. Someone was near! He scanned around the room for a door or a window, but the architecture showed that the only windows were along the tops of the walls, much like a basement, and that if there was a door, it was behind him where he couldn’t see. He thought about calling out for help when he heard the door behind him open, but before he could, he heard a familiar giggle echo off the stone walls.
“Alicia? Is that you?” Jason demanded, a hint of anger rising in his voice. “What the fuck is going on right now?” He could hear footsteps slowly making their way towards him.
“I found that little something you wrote, Jase!” Alicia giggled as she walked down towards Jason’s feet. “And that’s when I put all the pieces together…and put this together for your birthday!”
Jason was in disbelief—had she found that story he wrote for the tickling forum? He had been too nervous to tell his girlfriend about his interest in tickling, so he had been extra careful with his computer in order to hide his tracks. He had worked on the story over the past few weeks, putting in a new part here and there until he was satisfied with his creation. Then he posted it on the forums to get some criticism. “So what are you planning to do to me then?” Jason asked.
Alicia saw the quick flash of nervousness in his eyes. Without any words, she waved her hand in a beckoning motion, and much to Jason’s surprise, two of her closest friends joined her, standing on each side of Jason’s torso. Rachel was a tall blonde bombshell, with pouty lips and an ample amount of cleavage. On the other side, was Kristina—dark hair, deep brown eyes, and one of the tightest bodies on campus. She was the captain of the varsity soccer team, and her vigorous workout showed it.
“You remember how it went, right? You started off tied down extra tight so you can’t even move…check!” She pulled against the straps holding him down above his knees, making sure he couldn’t even wiggle. Jason realized then what he was in for, and a bead of sweat slid down his temple, hitting the board beneath him.
“Then three gorgeous girls, who were naked of course…” said Alicia as she, Rachel, and Kristina removed their clothes. Jason’s cock bulged against his briefs when his eyes examined the three sexy females around him. Alicia’s dyed red hair spilled down over her breasts, gently brushing against her erect nipples. Rachel’s slender body was incredible, and Kristina looked like an Egyptian princess. It was almost enough to make him forget what was coming, but Alicia continued, “…tickled you until you begged for them to stop!”
The girls swapped their positions around Jason—Alicia stood between his legs, Rachel at his feet, and Kristina above his head. Jason struggled against the straps, realizing she was going to follow his story like a script. They had even gotten naked to torment him—she really wasn’t fooling around. He knew the girls hadn’t been merciful in the story, so he tried to ready himself for what was to come.
Alicia looked into Jason’s eyes as she signaled the girls to start tickling him. As Rachel’s fingers swirled up and down his soles, he let out a small chuckle. Kristina lightly brushed her fingers in his underarms and he began to laugh harder. Alicia gave him a devilish smile as she tickled near his crotch and saw the fear in his eyes. He struggled against his bondage, trying to stifle his laughter and escape the tickling fingers, but couldn’t. The girls each continued to tickle him lightly, hardly touching his skin but sending waves of ticklishness to his brain. He tried to maintain his composure, but he realized there was nothing he could do to stop them, and they were only going to be meaner.
Alicia switched her hands to Jason’s rippling abs, slowly dragging her fingers up and down his sides until she met with Kristina’s small fingers that were dancing in his armpits. His chuckles turned into light laughter as they slowly worked him up. Rachel slid her fingers in and out of between his toes, stopping only to rake the bottom of his soles. Jason laughed and fought against his binds, cursing the girls for tickling him so hard.
They gave him a quick break to catch his breath. “This is fun, isn’t it?” asked Alicia, a huge grin on her face. Jason, still giggling, shook his head no as he tried to regain his composure. “The only thing is I forgot one part of the story! These need to be off!” Kristina handed Alicia a pair of scissors, and she quickly cut his briefs off, leaving him completely naked on the table. His cock was starting to perk up. As much as the tickling sucked, he did really enjoy it somehow. As Alicia poured baby oil across his chest, she said, “And of course we need this as well!”
Kristina slid her hands through the puddle on his chest, spreading it out across his whole upper body. Her hands glided across his body, and seemed to tickle even more. Rachel drenched his feet and her fingers moved effortlessly over his soles. Alicia took the baby oil and let her hands lightly brush his cock as she covered his legs and hips.
Jason’s light giggling was slowly becoming heavier as the girls tickled him. Rachel had a huge smile on her face as she tormented his unprotected soles. She dragged her fingers up and down the arches of his feet, slid her fingers between his toes, and danced on the top of his toes, sending waves of laughter through him. Kristina was dragging her manicured nails from Jason’s elbows down to his hip bones, making sure to spend time in the hollows of his underarms. Alicia was the worst though—she was rapidly twirling her fingers on the inside of his legs, and occasionally dragging her nails through the sensitive area where his legs met his torso. Jason bucked and pleaded, but the girls continued to torment him.
“I want to hear you beg us to stop!” yelled Alicia, tickling him even harder.
Jason burst out laughing, begging them to stop. “I’ll do anything, please! It’s too much…I can’t handle it anymore!” He was sweating now—their unending assault was beginning to take a toll on him.
“You can do better than that!” Kristina chimed in. She dug her fingers into his armpits, making him laugh hysterically. His two worst spots were being exploited and there was nothing he could do but laugh. Rachel seemed to have learned exactly where on his feet were the most ticklish as well, and she was being so cruel.
“PLEASE!” he begged. Jason’s muscles flexed as he tried to fight the laughter being forced upon him. “I’m begging you, I’m begging you, please stop!”
Alicia clapped her hands together, and the girls stopped. Jason panted, completely out of breath, light laughter still pouring out of his mouth. He rested for a moment, thinking about what else he had inadvertently planned for himself when writing this story. He looked at the girls around him—they were each having a great time, it seemed. They giggled to each other, a devilish glint in each of their eyes.
“Maybe we should be nice to him now,” said Kristina. “He has been awfully good this whole time!”
“Yeah, at least for a little bit,” added Rachel as she joined the girls at Jason’s midsection. Kristina stood on his right side, across from Rachel, while Alicia remained between his legs. Alicia began to run her small hands up and down Jason’s cock while the other two girls gently caressed his nipples. In a matter of seconds, Jason’s cock was rock solid. “You never told us your boyfriend was so…big!” exclaimed Rachel, her eyes locked onto Jason’s member.
“A gentlewoman never tells all her secrets!” blushed Alicia. “Now, Jase, I know how much you are loving this, but this is the part where we get mean. Of course we’re going to get you off, but I know how sensitive you get when you cum! And this time, I’m not going to stop when you ask me to. I’ll stop when we all agree you’ve had enough torture for today.” With that final statement, Alicia began to expertly slide and twist her hands around Jason’s well lubed dick. She made special care to twist her hands around the tip of the head and she used a tight grip that squeezed just right.
Jason had never felt anything this good in his entire life. He had three gorgeous, naked girls around him acting out one of his biggest fantasies. He felt utterly powerless, but loved every minute of it. His breath slowly became more labored as Alicia worked his dick to an earth shattering orgasm. Rachel and Kristina were pinching and pulling on his nipples while they ran their hands up and down his inner thighs. As Jason picked his head up to watch Alicia finish her job, he felt the orgasm coming. His arms and legs pulled against the bondage, stabilizing himself for the ride that was about to come. He bucked his hips up and down with Alicia’s hands, until he erupted. The orgasm was incredibly intense, and Alicia never slowed down on her pumping. She continued to jerk his cock up and down, squeezing the head and fondling his balls with the other.
“OH GOD! Ooooooh—please stop! It’s too sensitive, I can’t take it!” whimpered Jason, straining against his bonds to get free. The waves of pleasure were crashing down on him over and over, relentless. Every time Alicia’s hand grinded against his sensitive head, it felt like he was coming another time. His muscles were getting continually tired as he fought to get loose.
Then, he realized just how screwed he was. Rachel shifted back down to his feet and began to mercilessly tickle him, using all the tricks she had learned during the first bout of tickling. Kristina moved back up to his armpits and scraped her nails deep into the hollows, causing him to laugh uncontrollably. Alicia continued to stroke his dick while she tickled his stomach and ass. Jason’s mind was melting. He felt twice as ticklish as before, and the girls were determined to break him. They punished his entire body for what seemed like hours, tickling him in his worst spots as hard as they could. Meanwhile, Alicia was cruelly torturing his cock with an enormous smile on her face. Jason realized he had created a monster, and there was nothing he could do to protect himself from their relentless assault.
After what seemed like eternity, the three girls slowed down their tickling hands and stopped. Jason panted, his abs sore from laughing, struggling to catch a breath. He was exhausted both mentally and physically. He felt like he had been lifting weights for hours, and his mind was a mess from the incredible amounts of pleasure that were just forced upon him. The three girls wiped off their hands and helped remove Jason from the table. They led him out of the room to a large shower, where they gently caressed Jason’s body and cleaned the oil off him.
“Holy shit, that was the most intense thing I’ve ever experienced,” said Jason. He kissed Alicia deeply, their tongues swirling in a passionate kiss. He continued to kiss down her neck, then nibbled his way up to her ear and whispered, “But when do I get to do that to you?”
“How about now?” asked Rachel and Kristina simultaneously as they grabbed Alicia’s arms and pulled her over to the table Jason had just finished being tortured on. Alicia begged and pleaded, but the three of them were too strong. She couldn’t stop them as they began to fasten her to the board.
“Please, no, this isn’t fair!” screamed Alicia, struggling as hard as she could to break free. When they finally had her strapped down tight, she couldn’t even move a muscle. Jason walked between her legs and rested his hands over her midsection, a devilish look in his eye. Rachel and Kristina returned to the head and foot of the table, hands poised for attack.
“Let’s see how ticklish you really are, Alicia!”
