Lee47
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THE ISLAND (continued)
As I was led sweetly back to the ritual clearing, Eekat and Nalla gently caressed and tickled me as a preview of what lay ahead. My cock was already rock-hard from both the tickle-ceremony I had been forced (gladly!) to endure, and from hearing Irisha's peals of ticklish laughter growing louder as we approached. My lovely escorts took advantage of my aroused state to teasingly stroke my shaft and tickle my sensitive cockhead, so that I was already on the edge of orgasm again when we reached the clearing.
Irisha, leader of the women, was tied standing spread-eagle between two stakes, while buxom, dark-skinned Sheila knelt before her, sweeping a large, soft feather up and down between her spread legs. Starting at one ankle, she slowly brushed up the inside of Irisha's calf, over the tender skin behind her knee, up the inside of her tanned thigh, then lightly, teasingly tickled her pussy for just a heartbeat, making her gasp and cry out with pleasure, before sweeping down the other thigh to her opposite ankle; where she would start her tortuous way back up again. Sheila grinned wickedly as she tickled, knowing the suffering she was putting the lithe brunette through; knowing also that Irisha craved the feather's touch, just as all the women on this magical island did.
Meanwhile, Renee knelt behind her bound chieftain, mercilessly tickling her feet. Renee switched from one foot to the other, tickling first along the top from ankle to toes, then up the bottom of Irisha's foot to her heel; then using both hands, tickling top and bottom simultaneously. I knew from experience what a ruthless tickler Renee was. When she had tickled my feet, her fingernails had felt like hundreds of ants crawling relentlessly along my skin, and when her fingernails concentrated on my arches, the tickling sensation nearly drove me insane; and yet, like all tickling, it had also made me horny beyond belief, and I could see that Renee was having the same effect on Irisha, as she moaned through her laughter.
Irisha was also clearly enjoying the attentions of Jenni and Michelle, as the two blondes concentrated on licking, kissing, and tickling every spot on their leader's body that Sheila and Renee were not currently tormenting. Jenni stood on the right, tickling teasingly from Irisha's mound up to her underarm, tweaking her erect nipple, playing her ribs like a xylophone; while Michelle tickled her left side more slowly and sensually, using her tongue to lick from Irisha's waist up to her nipple, where she gently sucked, while her knowing fingers gently teased and tickled her leader's breast, belly, back, and underarm.
I was ready to cum from the sight of these four women tickling the tied-up Irisha. Without my fully realizing it, my hand crept over to my erect penis and began stroking; but red-haired Nalla gently pulled my hand away and shook her head, then winked broadly. "Don't worry, Lee," she whispered in my ear. "You'll get to cum, I promise."
Nalla and Eekat led me back to the altar where I had been tied before, laid me down, and tied me again, this time securing my hands to a pair of posts that had been planted in the ground near my waist. I found I could move my hands up and down, yet they were cunningly tied so that I could not touch myself. Any relief my cock was going to get would have to be from the mercy of the women, as before. My feet were once again tied firmly and a rope around my chest held me down to the altar. "Wait right here," said Eekat mischievously.
I tried to raise my head but found that I couldn't see anything. However, I could hear Irisha's sweet laughter seem to double in intensity- Nalla and Eekat must have joined in tickling her. My horniness increased as I was forced to lay tied up, imagining what the other women were doing to her. Irisha squealed with laughter... was one of the women running a feather between those firm, sexy buttocks? Now a girlish giggle... surely someone had just tickled her precious navel! And now, in her laughter, Irisha was moaning with lust... Sheila must be feathering her wet pussy, Michelle and Jenni sucking her nipples while tickling and fondling her perfect breasts, perhaps Renee and Eekat were caressing and teasing her ass, or naughty Nalla was running her wet tongue up the crack between her perfect cheeks! Irisha's laughter and moans grew deeper together, as she started begging, in English and a dozen other languages, for the other women to make her cum.
The sounds in my ears and the images in my mind were making me horny beyond belief. I couldn't stand it any more! "Please!" I begged. "You can't just leave me like this! Please, ladies, come tickle me again!! Please come fuck me!! PLEASE, I can't stand it!!!"
Irisha continued laughing, giggling, and moaning, but suddenly Michelle and Jenni were standing by my head, one on either side. "Well, Lee, here's the bargain," said Michelle. "This is part 2 of the welcome ceremony."
"You may have Irisha- but while she rides you, you have to tickle her until she cums, FIRST," Jenni explained. "Only after that will you be allowed your release."
I nodded eagerly, for I had been dreaming of tickling Irisha since the second I saw her tied up. "But I'm not sure I can hold out," I told Michelle. "I'm so horny, I'll go off the second she gets on my cock. What happens then? Do I get tickled to death as a penalty, or what?" (What a way to go...)
"That's part of the island's magic," Michelle explained with a smile. "If you agree to put her pleasure before yours... and if you do it with a truly loving heart... then it will be impossible for you to cum before she does. Here, love really does conquer all."
At that moment, Irisha appeared in my view. She was untied, being supported lovingly by Sheila, Eekat, Renee, and Nalla. She was still giggling gently when one of them accidentally (or deliberately) grazed their fingers against her nude body. As lovely as the other women were, I had never seen any lady as beautiful in all my life as Irisha. I was willing to do anything to have her. For the first time, I understood what love was.
"Well, Lee?" Jenni asked. "Do you agree to the ritual?"
"Yes," I replied, my eyes locked with Irisha's, her smile filling my universe.
The women helped Irisha up onto the altar with me. She knelt astride me as they tied her wrists to the same posts as mine, tightly, her arms held high, her smooth armpits completely vulnerable; her knees were next to my ribs, her soft feet invitingly easy to reach as her ankles were tied to my legs; then she slid her wet pussy onto my hard cock, gasping as I filled her. The other women quickly tied a rope around her waist, then around mine, so that we were bound together, completely immobile except for my hands and arms. The only way either of us could cum would be to be tickled to orgasm!
I started at her invitingly vulnerable armpits, first slowly brushing my fingertips over the soft, delicate skin, making Irisha shiver; goosebumps appeared on her breasts and her nipples hardened as I brushed teasingly over the sensitive skin, making her giggle, then laugh, then squeal. This woman was the most ticklish I had ever encountered! I was delighted by the reactions I was causing just tickling her underarms! My cock was throbbing inside her, and she could obviously feel it, as she moaned between peals of laughter... but she was not near orgasm yet.
I traced my fingertips down from her armpits to her firm, full breasts, brushing the curves, teasing along the undersides, watching her nipples grow harder as I approached them, listening to her girlish laughter. Suddenly, Jenni and Michelle were beside me, each handing me a feather. I started teasing as if with paint brushes, around the curves of Irisha's breasts, closer and closer to her nipples, as her laughter grew deeper and more lustful. Then I started tickling the nipples directly, and Irisha's laughter reached a fever pitch as her nipples turned dark red and engorged.
Then I started laughing too, as two pairs of hands started tickling my feet. By the feel of it, it was certainly Sheila and Renee. Renee tickled my right foot, her fingernails like tiny insects crawling on my skin, while Sheila used her soft fingertips to flick along my left arch and under my toes. Meanwhile, Jenni and Michelle started licking and tickling my ass cheeks; while Nalla and Eekat did the same to Irisha. The two of us were going out of our minds! She could feel my cock throbbing inside her, as I could feel how wet her pussy was getting; but we were helpless to do anything but suffer, until I could tickle her into cumming!
Dropping one feather, I tickled Irisha's ribs and side with my right hand, while with my left I feathered her precious belly and into her navel, causing shrieks of laughter but no orgasm. Then I moved the feather down farther, tickling her smooth mound. Her laughter became more lustful still, but as horny as we both were, there had to be some spot... "Tell me, baby," I begged. "Please, tell me where you want me to tickle you!"
"HAA-haa-ha..." she replied. "My... HEE-hee-hee.. FEE-heehee... Lee-heehee... my FEEE-Hee-heeeT...tickle my FEE-HEE-HEEEET!!!"
I reached down to Irisha's soft, sexy feet. Starting at her heels, I began tickling, lightly at first, producing giggles, then digging my fingertips in until Irisha's ribs shook with laughter- meanwhile Renee and Sheila had begun using their tongues as well as their fingers, so my helpless feet and ass were being sensuously licked and tickled, making my penis throb until it felt like it would burst!
I tickled along the outsides of Irisha's soles, down to her toes, digging my fingers between them until she squealed with laughter. Her whole body was shaking with the need to cum. I dug my fingers in under her toes, making her moan and sob with desire... her orgasm was getting closer... tears were streaming from her eyes...
Then my fingers found Irisha's sensitive arches and began scratching gently. Her breath became short and her chest started heaving as I tickled faster and faster, scratching harder as Irisha's nipples became diamond-hard and her vagina clamped around my rock-hard penis. Her eyes met mine lovingly, then closed as her breasts heaved, her head went back, and she screamed in ecstasy as she came like an atomic bomb, her juices flooding over my groin... and then the magic of the island released me, and my body, made hyper-horny from all the tickling and being tickled, came and came....
Then Michelle, and Sheila, and Nalla, and Jenni, and Renee, and Eekat were untying Irisha from atop me, kissing both of us, embracing me lovingly, kissing me all over, fondly kissing my cock, and Irisha was holding me, telling me she loved me too, accepting me as her husband... which made me the chief on this particular part of the island.
"So, what is the chief's job?" I asked, relaxing, stretching my arms over my head.
"Why, to make his wife happy," replied Irisha, "along with all her friends."
"And how do I do that?" I grinned.
Nalla grabbed my wrists, and before I knew it, I was being tied to the post above my head, helpless once again.
"How do you think?" Irisha said, grinning wickedly. "We get to tickle you!!"
And we lived ticklishly ever after....
As I was led sweetly back to the ritual clearing, Eekat and Nalla gently caressed and tickled me as a preview of what lay ahead. My cock was already rock-hard from both the tickle-ceremony I had been forced (gladly!) to endure, and from hearing Irisha's peals of ticklish laughter growing louder as we approached. My lovely escorts took advantage of my aroused state to teasingly stroke my shaft and tickle my sensitive cockhead, so that I was already on the edge of orgasm again when we reached the clearing.
Irisha, leader of the women, was tied standing spread-eagle between two stakes, while buxom, dark-skinned Sheila knelt before her, sweeping a large, soft feather up and down between her spread legs. Starting at one ankle, she slowly brushed up the inside of Irisha's calf, over the tender skin behind her knee, up the inside of her tanned thigh, then lightly, teasingly tickled her pussy for just a heartbeat, making her gasp and cry out with pleasure, before sweeping down the other thigh to her opposite ankle; where she would start her tortuous way back up again. Sheila grinned wickedly as she tickled, knowing the suffering she was putting the lithe brunette through; knowing also that Irisha craved the feather's touch, just as all the women on this magical island did.
Meanwhile, Renee knelt behind her bound chieftain, mercilessly tickling her feet. Renee switched from one foot to the other, tickling first along the top from ankle to toes, then up the bottom of Irisha's foot to her heel; then using both hands, tickling top and bottom simultaneously. I knew from experience what a ruthless tickler Renee was. When she had tickled my feet, her fingernails had felt like hundreds of ants crawling relentlessly along my skin, and when her fingernails concentrated on my arches, the tickling sensation nearly drove me insane; and yet, like all tickling, it had also made me horny beyond belief, and I could see that Renee was having the same effect on Irisha, as she moaned through her laughter.
Irisha was also clearly enjoying the attentions of Jenni and Michelle, as the two blondes concentrated on licking, kissing, and tickling every spot on their leader's body that Sheila and Renee were not currently tormenting. Jenni stood on the right, tickling teasingly from Irisha's mound up to her underarm, tweaking her erect nipple, playing her ribs like a xylophone; while Michelle tickled her left side more slowly and sensually, using her tongue to lick from Irisha's waist up to her nipple, where she gently sucked, while her knowing fingers gently teased and tickled her leader's breast, belly, back, and underarm.
I was ready to cum from the sight of these four women tickling the tied-up Irisha. Without my fully realizing it, my hand crept over to my erect penis and began stroking; but red-haired Nalla gently pulled my hand away and shook her head, then winked broadly. "Don't worry, Lee," she whispered in my ear. "You'll get to cum, I promise."
Nalla and Eekat led me back to the altar where I had been tied before, laid me down, and tied me again, this time securing my hands to a pair of posts that had been planted in the ground near my waist. I found I could move my hands up and down, yet they were cunningly tied so that I could not touch myself. Any relief my cock was going to get would have to be from the mercy of the women, as before. My feet were once again tied firmly and a rope around my chest held me down to the altar. "Wait right here," said Eekat mischievously.
I tried to raise my head but found that I couldn't see anything. However, I could hear Irisha's sweet laughter seem to double in intensity- Nalla and Eekat must have joined in tickling her. My horniness increased as I was forced to lay tied up, imagining what the other women were doing to her. Irisha squealed with laughter... was one of the women running a feather between those firm, sexy buttocks? Now a girlish giggle... surely someone had just tickled her precious navel! And now, in her laughter, Irisha was moaning with lust... Sheila must be feathering her wet pussy, Michelle and Jenni sucking her nipples while tickling and fondling her perfect breasts, perhaps Renee and Eekat were caressing and teasing her ass, or naughty Nalla was running her wet tongue up the crack between her perfect cheeks! Irisha's laughter and moans grew deeper together, as she started begging, in English and a dozen other languages, for the other women to make her cum.
The sounds in my ears and the images in my mind were making me horny beyond belief. I couldn't stand it any more! "Please!" I begged. "You can't just leave me like this! Please, ladies, come tickle me again!! Please come fuck me!! PLEASE, I can't stand it!!!"
Irisha continued laughing, giggling, and moaning, but suddenly Michelle and Jenni were standing by my head, one on either side. "Well, Lee, here's the bargain," said Michelle. "This is part 2 of the welcome ceremony."
"You may have Irisha- but while she rides you, you have to tickle her until she cums, FIRST," Jenni explained. "Only after that will you be allowed your release."
I nodded eagerly, for I had been dreaming of tickling Irisha since the second I saw her tied up. "But I'm not sure I can hold out," I told Michelle. "I'm so horny, I'll go off the second she gets on my cock. What happens then? Do I get tickled to death as a penalty, or what?" (What a way to go...)
"That's part of the island's magic," Michelle explained with a smile. "If you agree to put her pleasure before yours... and if you do it with a truly loving heart... then it will be impossible for you to cum before she does. Here, love really does conquer all."
At that moment, Irisha appeared in my view. She was untied, being supported lovingly by Sheila, Eekat, Renee, and Nalla. She was still giggling gently when one of them accidentally (or deliberately) grazed their fingers against her nude body. As lovely as the other women were, I had never seen any lady as beautiful in all my life as Irisha. I was willing to do anything to have her. For the first time, I understood what love was.
"Well, Lee?" Jenni asked. "Do you agree to the ritual?"
"Yes," I replied, my eyes locked with Irisha's, her smile filling my universe.
The women helped Irisha up onto the altar with me. She knelt astride me as they tied her wrists to the same posts as mine, tightly, her arms held high, her smooth armpits completely vulnerable; her knees were next to my ribs, her soft feet invitingly easy to reach as her ankles were tied to my legs; then she slid her wet pussy onto my hard cock, gasping as I filled her. The other women quickly tied a rope around her waist, then around mine, so that we were bound together, completely immobile except for my hands and arms. The only way either of us could cum would be to be tickled to orgasm!
I started at her invitingly vulnerable armpits, first slowly brushing my fingertips over the soft, delicate skin, making Irisha shiver; goosebumps appeared on her breasts and her nipples hardened as I brushed teasingly over the sensitive skin, making her giggle, then laugh, then squeal. This woman was the most ticklish I had ever encountered! I was delighted by the reactions I was causing just tickling her underarms! My cock was throbbing inside her, and she could obviously feel it, as she moaned between peals of laughter... but she was not near orgasm yet.
I traced my fingertips down from her armpits to her firm, full breasts, brushing the curves, teasing along the undersides, watching her nipples grow harder as I approached them, listening to her girlish laughter. Suddenly, Jenni and Michelle were beside me, each handing me a feather. I started teasing as if with paint brushes, around the curves of Irisha's breasts, closer and closer to her nipples, as her laughter grew deeper and more lustful. Then I started tickling the nipples directly, and Irisha's laughter reached a fever pitch as her nipples turned dark red and engorged.
Then I started laughing too, as two pairs of hands started tickling my feet. By the feel of it, it was certainly Sheila and Renee. Renee tickled my right foot, her fingernails like tiny insects crawling on my skin, while Sheila used her soft fingertips to flick along my left arch and under my toes. Meanwhile, Jenni and Michelle started licking and tickling my ass cheeks; while Nalla and Eekat did the same to Irisha. The two of us were going out of our minds! She could feel my cock throbbing inside her, as I could feel how wet her pussy was getting; but we were helpless to do anything but suffer, until I could tickle her into cumming!
Dropping one feather, I tickled Irisha's ribs and side with my right hand, while with my left I feathered her precious belly and into her navel, causing shrieks of laughter but no orgasm. Then I moved the feather down farther, tickling her smooth mound. Her laughter became more lustful still, but as horny as we both were, there had to be some spot... "Tell me, baby," I begged. "Please, tell me where you want me to tickle you!"
"HAA-haa-ha..." she replied. "My... HEE-hee-hee.. FEE-heehee... Lee-heehee... my FEEE-Hee-heeeT...tickle my FEE-HEE-HEEEET!!!"
I reached down to Irisha's soft, sexy feet. Starting at her heels, I began tickling, lightly at first, producing giggles, then digging my fingertips in until Irisha's ribs shook with laughter- meanwhile Renee and Sheila had begun using their tongues as well as their fingers, so my helpless feet and ass were being sensuously licked and tickled, making my penis throb until it felt like it would burst!
I tickled along the outsides of Irisha's soles, down to her toes, digging my fingers between them until she squealed with laughter. Her whole body was shaking with the need to cum. I dug my fingers in under her toes, making her moan and sob with desire... her orgasm was getting closer... tears were streaming from her eyes...
Then my fingers found Irisha's sensitive arches and began scratching gently. Her breath became short and her chest started heaving as I tickled faster and faster, scratching harder as Irisha's nipples became diamond-hard and her vagina clamped around my rock-hard penis. Her eyes met mine lovingly, then closed as her breasts heaved, her head went back, and she screamed in ecstasy as she came like an atomic bomb, her juices flooding over my groin... and then the magic of the island released me, and my body, made hyper-horny from all the tickling and being tickled, came and came....
Then Michelle, and Sheila, and Nalla, and Jenni, and Renee, and Eekat were untying Irisha from atop me, kissing both of us, embracing me lovingly, kissing me all over, fondly kissing my cock, and Irisha was holding me, telling me she loved me too, accepting me as her husband... which made me the chief on this particular part of the island.
"So, what is the chief's job?" I asked, relaxing, stretching my arms over my head.
"Why, to make his wife happy," replied Irisha, "along with all her friends."
"And how do I do that?" I grinned.
Nalla grabbed my wrists, and before I knew it, I was being tied to the post above my head, helpless once again.
"How do you think?" Irisha said, grinning wickedly. "We get to tickle you!!"
And we lived ticklishly ever after....
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