Just jotted this story down back in the summer when we were on vacation.......Let me know if I should continue....
VACATION-Jersey Style
My wife, Teresa and I decided to take a mini vacation at the Jersey Shore this summer. I am 5’10”, athletic build, around 200lbs. My wife is 5’2”, long brown hair and about 125lbs, athletic, with strong legs and perfect size 7.5 feet. She has always been very ticklish all over and it took a long time to gain her trust to where I could introduce bondage and tickling to our relationship. I have a huge female foot fetish which she is more than happy to indulge me with. We have had many play sessions over the years and have even met with other couples. We had kids that are now in the mid teens so we are finally starting to get some “play” time to ourselves once again. So we decided to head to the shore for a few days to relax while our kids stayed with friends.
I brought along our little bag of tricks; fur cuffs, rope, tape, feathers, ball gag, hair brushes, haitachi wand, toe cuffs and other assorted toys, looking forward to some play time. We got to the hotel early and we were able to park the car and use the hotel pool until we could check in. In getting our stuff together, we ran into a very pretty Spanish maid that worked at the hotel. She looked to be about 25 years old with a flawless light brown complexion. She was beautiful. She was wearing a somewhat traditional maid uniform with a short skirt and I could see her legs were well formed, athletic and looked great in the tan hose she was wearing as her size 7 feet disappeared into the comfortable rubber soled white shoes that many nurses wear. She was about the same size and build as my wife but with long shiny raven black hair that was pulled back into a long pony tail. I could see that her finger nails were painted a nice deep blue. In my mind I was picturing what her feet must have looked like with that same nail polish color. She flashed a great smile at me, which my wife saw, and I smiled back. My wife shot her a “looks could kill” glance, not appreciating her friendly smile towards me. My wife is very friendly but she is also very jealous. We retreated to the pool and set ourselves up with a couple of lounge chairs. My wife slipped her shoes off and there were her gorgeous feet with freshly painted red nail polish. She knows how much I love them so she wiggled her toes at me as a tease before settling into the lounge chair. I jumped into the pool and swam around a bit. I swam over to the side of the pool where my wife was and I just stared at the soles of her gorgeous feet, so soft and delicious. I could feel my dick starting to get hard just thinking about tickling and running my tongue along those soles. It didn’t help that the jet spray for the pool was shooting against my cock and the sensation was making me all the more excited…..
We were at the pool for about an hour before we got the call from the front desk that our room was ready. So we gathered our belongings and grabbed a luggage cart and proceeded to our room on the 5th floor. Now this was a typical older NJ shore hotel. The walkways to the rooms are outdoors and covered, like a long balcony and you walk past several rooms until you get to yours. There are large windows in each room which most people keep the curtain closed for privacy. But some rooms have the curtain open and you can see into the living area of that room where the pullout couch and TV are situated. I like playing on the pullout couch as there are metal bars to secure my wife’s limbs to in all sorts of positions. The bedrooms have smaller windows, also covered with a curtain. As we were walking to our room, we passed this beautiful maid once again, she was cleaning the room next to us. Once again she and I exchanged pleasant smiles and my wife was not amused. Once we placed our items in the room Teresa walked outside to where the maid was and in a snooty tone said, “We would like extra towels when you clean our room”. Almost as if to show her who the “boss” was. The maid looked at her with a sort of smirk and said, “Yea ma’am”.
My wife went on to instruct her as to how she likes the sheets tucked. The maid just looked at her and once again muttered, “Yes ma’am” but you could tell my wife was annoying her. As my wife walked away from the maid, I could see through the window the maid was glaring at my wife and muttering something under her breath. My wife walked back into the room and had a look of satisfaction on her face as if she just put this woman in her place. We unpacked and decided to grab a bite. I went down to the lobby ahead of my wife while she put the finishing touches on her hair and make up to inquire about a decent place to eat at the front desk. As I walked up to the front desk, I noticed that pretty Spanish maid in the lobby and we exchanged pleasant “Hello’s”. I asked her how her day was going and she responded, “Fine, and yours?” in her sexy Spanish accent. We spoke for about another minute when I heard the door open and saw my wife walk through. Once again I could see in my wife’s face that she did not like me speaking with this woman. Teresa felt she was flirting with me in front of her and she did not like it. My wife walked over to me and took me by the arm and said, “C’mon Steve, let’s get going” as she pulled me away, glaring back at the maid. We grabbed some dinner and drinks and got back to the room around 11PM. She kicked off her heels and placed her gorgeous feet in my lap, resting against my swollen member. I could smell the wonderful scent of her feet which were a little sweaty from her heels and had a wonderful smell of sweat mixed with leather and the body lotion she uses. I started rubbing her feet as she let out a sigh of satisfaction. My plan was to ravish her that evening and finish it off with a nice foot fuck after a torturous tickling session. Unfortunately, that did not come to pass as we both passed out from the cocktails we had earlier.
Upon waking around 9AM, I had a raging hard on and Teresa looked very nice in her sexy teddy with her leg on top of the covers I was able to observe her soft delicate foot and pretty painted toes. As she slept I knelt down at the foot of the bed and I started sniffing and planting gentle kisses on her foot. She was sleeping pretty sound due to the effects of the alcohol from the previous night so she was unaware of me molesting her foot other than an occasional twitch of her foot. I buried my nose into her toes and rubbed one out and took a shower. When I got out of the shower, Teresa had woken up and started breakfast. After a hardy meal we retreated to the beach. Again, walking out we passed the beautiful Spanish maid. She once again gave me a nice warm smile as we walked by, which pissed off Teresa once again and prompted her to exclaim, “I don’t appreciate the way she smiles at you”. I just shrugged my shoulders and we continued our trek to the beach.. After a day on the beach of staring at a multitude of different shape and sizes of pretty female feet all day, I was anxious to get her secured for our playtime. We came back to our room to get ready for dinner at around 4pm. I could tell the maid hadn’t been there yet. Teresa got in the shower to get ready and I saw her well-worn canvas slip-ons she ALWAYS wears. They are my favorite to sniff and beat off to when she isn’t around as the material really holds the sweat and odor. After a few whiffs I became quite aroused and decided I couldn’t wait anymore to have some fun. I reached into our bag of goodies and took out the two pairs of fur cuffs and secured them to all four corners of the bed frame. Then I placed a few more items on the dresser that I knew I would be torturing her with. After the shower she always puts a good amount of oil on her skin, especially her feet as she likes to keep them soft for me. As she came out of the bathroom, I pounced on her. I threw her onto the bed and quickly secured her wrists and ankles before she even knew what hit her. “Geez, you can’t wait till later?” she said as I secured her bonds. “No, I can’t”, I replied with a hard-on bouncing up and down as I moved around the bed making sure the restraints were good and secure. She was tightly stretched without much mobility. Once secure, I was straddling her hips and ran my fingers lightly down each side of her naked body. She shrieked and tried to wiggle but and she couldn’t move much being tied tight and me straddling her.
I spider tickled her arm pits and the sides of her bare breasts as she went crazy. I knew she was sensitive having just gotten out of the shower and the fact that she was covered with body oil my fingers glided with ease to all her vulnerable upper body spots. I traced my nails lightly over her nipples and she howled as her nipples got nice and hard. I continued tickling the sides of her breasts and arm pits with both hands for about ten minutes. She was already working up a bit of a sweat. She was cursing me because she just took a shower and now she was sweating. I continued to assault her upper body with my mouth and fingers, she was aroused and laughing as I explored her body.
As I moved down her body to her upper inner thighs, I gently squeezed them and she went NUTS!! Thrashing and howling as I applied slight pressure to the insides of her thighs up near her crotch. I worked my way to her knees and she once again was in hysterics. As I glided down her calves she knew what was coming. I ran my nails over the tops of her feet and she spastically tried to wiggle her feet away from my fingers to no avail. I scratched her arches as I worked my finger nails over the soles of her feet. She went MENTAL as I scratched her soles. Screaming and throwing her head back and forth as I tortured her hyper sensitive feet. Due to her howling and begging, I decided to gag her with the red ball gag I had brought along so as not to disturb the folks in the neighboring rooms. After about fifteen minutes more of this torture, I told her to think about what was coming next as I left her tied to the bed and told her I would be right back. I could hear her muffled pleas and screaming about leaving her this way as I grabbed the ice bucket and headed out the door. The ice machine on our floor was broken as I had to run to the floor below.
After about ten minutes of having to wait for someone to fill their cooler, I filled my little ice bucket up as it was not only to keep our refreshments cold, but I also use the ice to rub it all over her body as I tease and tickle her. I run up to the floor my room was on I started down the hall. As I approached our room, I noticed the door was slightly ajar. Funny, as I was very aware to close the door fully before going for ice as I didn’t want anyone peeking in as they walked by and seeing what we were up to. As I approached the door, I heard a female voice but it wasn’t Teresa’s. I quietly looked through the crack of the open door and there was that beautiful Spanish maid standing over my wife as Teresa was making all sorts of noises through her ball gag but nothing coherent. I could hear the maid talking to Teresa in her sexy Spanish accent, “Well, well, what have we here? Looks like little miss snooty is in quite the predicament” the maid said. “What’s wrong? Can’t speak with that gag in your mouth? Can’t give me anymore orders? Oh, you poor thing” the maid taunted as she walked along side my helpless wife, dragging three of her well manicured nails along the side of Teresa starting at her shaved armpit, along the side of her breast and down her rib cage. My wife was trying to scream but all she could do was squirm and giggle as the maid used her fingers and slowly traced her nails along Teresa’s body. I could hear the muffled pleas of my wife and could imagine what she was trying to say.
The maid traced her finger nails all the way down the right side of my wife, over her hips and down her right leg to Teresa’s right foot, which Teresa was shaking, trying to avoid the ticklish sensation on the top of her foot. “My, my, you are quite sensitive my dear” said the maid. The maid was now at the foot of the bed. “Are we a little ticklish miss snooty?”, the maid taunted as she dragged her nails over the tops of both my wife’s helpless feet. Teresa continued to shake now both her feet, trying to avoid the ticklishness the maid’s nails were inflicting on the tops of both sensitive feet. My wife was making all sorts of muffled noises through the gag, “I am sorry honey, I can’t hear you, what is it you are trying to say?” the maid said, taunting my wife. “What’s the matter, your good looking husband not around to save you?, Yes, he is one good looking man. You should keep an eye on him” as she traced her nails all over the tops of Teresa’s feet. “You should be careful, someone doesn’t snatch him up when you’re not around…or tied up”. I could see the anger in my wife’s face which would be interrupted by her laughing expression as the maid’s fingers kept up the tickling on the tops of both feet. As the maid taunted her I could see her hand move to the helpless soles of Teresa. The maid started to scratch the Teresa’s taut immobile soles and my wife went crazy as the well manicured nails scribbled on my wife’s helpless soles. My wife’s feet kept trying to get away from the maid’s nails but couldn’t move too much, just shake side to side.
The maid looked at the table and saw some implements I had laid out. “Wow, you two are pretty kinky”, the maid said as she walked over to the table and started examining the implements of torture. She picked up two shoe laces and turned to my wife. “I think your feet are moving too much, maybe I should secure them more”, and with that, the maid tied a little slip loop at each end of the shoelace and walked over to Teresa’s left foot, pushed her toes back with her hand and placed one loop around Teresa’s big toe and in doing so, the lace rubbed between my wife’s toes, causing my wife’s foot to jerk spastically, which, by the way, she HATES when I drag anything between her toes, which are VERY ticklish. The maid noticed a rather animated reaction from Teresa as she did this and figured out how sensitive between the toes were for Teresa. After seeing this the maid took a little some extra time running the shoelace between her toes, causing my wife’s body to spasm and lift off the bed.
After the maid was done tickling Teresa between her toes, she wrapped other loop around Teresa’s little toe. Next she pushed my wife’s toes back with her hand and secured the lace to the ankle cuffs, pulling all the toes back and making my wife’s foot stretched, taut and more immobile. The maid ran her nails along Teresa’s now taut sole to get a reaction out of her, which again caused the wife’s body to jump. The maid repeated this with Teresa’s right foot. Now my wife’s feet were taut and immobile, like the rest of her body as the maid’s well manicured nails descended upon them. I am watching all this through the ajar door, trying not to start jerking off………….TO BE CONTINUED…..
VACATION-Jersey Style
My wife, Teresa and I decided to take a mini vacation at the Jersey Shore this summer. I am 5’10”, athletic build, around 200lbs. My wife is 5’2”, long brown hair and about 125lbs, athletic, with strong legs and perfect size 7.5 feet. She has always been very ticklish all over and it took a long time to gain her trust to where I could introduce bondage and tickling to our relationship. I have a huge female foot fetish which she is more than happy to indulge me with. We have had many play sessions over the years and have even met with other couples. We had kids that are now in the mid teens so we are finally starting to get some “play” time to ourselves once again. So we decided to head to the shore for a few days to relax while our kids stayed with friends.
I brought along our little bag of tricks; fur cuffs, rope, tape, feathers, ball gag, hair brushes, haitachi wand, toe cuffs and other assorted toys, looking forward to some play time. We got to the hotel early and we were able to park the car and use the hotel pool until we could check in. In getting our stuff together, we ran into a very pretty Spanish maid that worked at the hotel. She looked to be about 25 years old with a flawless light brown complexion. She was beautiful. She was wearing a somewhat traditional maid uniform with a short skirt and I could see her legs were well formed, athletic and looked great in the tan hose she was wearing as her size 7 feet disappeared into the comfortable rubber soled white shoes that many nurses wear. She was about the same size and build as my wife but with long shiny raven black hair that was pulled back into a long pony tail. I could see that her finger nails were painted a nice deep blue. In my mind I was picturing what her feet must have looked like with that same nail polish color. She flashed a great smile at me, which my wife saw, and I smiled back. My wife shot her a “looks could kill” glance, not appreciating her friendly smile towards me. My wife is very friendly but she is also very jealous. We retreated to the pool and set ourselves up with a couple of lounge chairs. My wife slipped her shoes off and there were her gorgeous feet with freshly painted red nail polish. She knows how much I love them so she wiggled her toes at me as a tease before settling into the lounge chair. I jumped into the pool and swam around a bit. I swam over to the side of the pool where my wife was and I just stared at the soles of her gorgeous feet, so soft and delicious. I could feel my dick starting to get hard just thinking about tickling and running my tongue along those soles. It didn’t help that the jet spray for the pool was shooting against my cock and the sensation was making me all the more excited…..
We were at the pool for about an hour before we got the call from the front desk that our room was ready. So we gathered our belongings and grabbed a luggage cart and proceeded to our room on the 5th floor. Now this was a typical older NJ shore hotel. The walkways to the rooms are outdoors and covered, like a long balcony and you walk past several rooms until you get to yours. There are large windows in each room which most people keep the curtain closed for privacy. But some rooms have the curtain open and you can see into the living area of that room where the pullout couch and TV are situated. I like playing on the pullout couch as there are metal bars to secure my wife’s limbs to in all sorts of positions. The bedrooms have smaller windows, also covered with a curtain. As we were walking to our room, we passed this beautiful maid once again, she was cleaning the room next to us. Once again she and I exchanged pleasant smiles and my wife was not amused. Once we placed our items in the room Teresa walked outside to where the maid was and in a snooty tone said, “We would like extra towels when you clean our room”. Almost as if to show her who the “boss” was. The maid looked at her with a sort of smirk and said, “Yea ma’am”.
My wife went on to instruct her as to how she likes the sheets tucked. The maid just looked at her and once again muttered, “Yes ma’am” but you could tell my wife was annoying her. As my wife walked away from the maid, I could see through the window the maid was glaring at my wife and muttering something under her breath. My wife walked back into the room and had a look of satisfaction on her face as if she just put this woman in her place. We unpacked and decided to grab a bite. I went down to the lobby ahead of my wife while she put the finishing touches on her hair and make up to inquire about a decent place to eat at the front desk. As I walked up to the front desk, I noticed that pretty Spanish maid in the lobby and we exchanged pleasant “Hello’s”. I asked her how her day was going and she responded, “Fine, and yours?” in her sexy Spanish accent. We spoke for about another minute when I heard the door open and saw my wife walk through. Once again I could see in my wife’s face that she did not like me speaking with this woman. Teresa felt she was flirting with me in front of her and she did not like it. My wife walked over to me and took me by the arm and said, “C’mon Steve, let’s get going” as she pulled me away, glaring back at the maid. We grabbed some dinner and drinks and got back to the room around 11PM. She kicked off her heels and placed her gorgeous feet in my lap, resting against my swollen member. I could smell the wonderful scent of her feet which were a little sweaty from her heels and had a wonderful smell of sweat mixed with leather and the body lotion she uses. I started rubbing her feet as she let out a sigh of satisfaction. My plan was to ravish her that evening and finish it off with a nice foot fuck after a torturous tickling session. Unfortunately, that did not come to pass as we both passed out from the cocktails we had earlier.
Upon waking around 9AM, I had a raging hard on and Teresa looked very nice in her sexy teddy with her leg on top of the covers I was able to observe her soft delicate foot and pretty painted toes. As she slept I knelt down at the foot of the bed and I started sniffing and planting gentle kisses on her foot. She was sleeping pretty sound due to the effects of the alcohol from the previous night so she was unaware of me molesting her foot other than an occasional twitch of her foot. I buried my nose into her toes and rubbed one out and took a shower. When I got out of the shower, Teresa had woken up and started breakfast. After a hardy meal we retreated to the beach. Again, walking out we passed the beautiful Spanish maid. She once again gave me a nice warm smile as we walked by, which pissed off Teresa once again and prompted her to exclaim, “I don’t appreciate the way she smiles at you”. I just shrugged my shoulders and we continued our trek to the beach.. After a day on the beach of staring at a multitude of different shape and sizes of pretty female feet all day, I was anxious to get her secured for our playtime. We came back to our room to get ready for dinner at around 4pm. I could tell the maid hadn’t been there yet. Teresa got in the shower to get ready and I saw her well-worn canvas slip-ons she ALWAYS wears. They are my favorite to sniff and beat off to when she isn’t around as the material really holds the sweat and odor. After a few whiffs I became quite aroused and decided I couldn’t wait anymore to have some fun. I reached into our bag of goodies and took out the two pairs of fur cuffs and secured them to all four corners of the bed frame. Then I placed a few more items on the dresser that I knew I would be torturing her with. After the shower she always puts a good amount of oil on her skin, especially her feet as she likes to keep them soft for me. As she came out of the bathroom, I pounced on her. I threw her onto the bed and quickly secured her wrists and ankles before she even knew what hit her. “Geez, you can’t wait till later?” she said as I secured her bonds. “No, I can’t”, I replied with a hard-on bouncing up and down as I moved around the bed making sure the restraints were good and secure. She was tightly stretched without much mobility. Once secure, I was straddling her hips and ran my fingers lightly down each side of her naked body. She shrieked and tried to wiggle but and she couldn’t move much being tied tight and me straddling her.
I spider tickled her arm pits and the sides of her bare breasts as she went crazy. I knew she was sensitive having just gotten out of the shower and the fact that she was covered with body oil my fingers glided with ease to all her vulnerable upper body spots. I traced my nails lightly over her nipples and she howled as her nipples got nice and hard. I continued tickling the sides of her breasts and arm pits with both hands for about ten minutes. She was already working up a bit of a sweat. She was cursing me because she just took a shower and now she was sweating. I continued to assault her upper body with my mouth and fingers, she was aroused and laughing as I explored her body.
As I moved down her body to her upper inner thighs, I gently squeezed them and she went NUTS!! Thrashing and howling as I applied slight pressure to the insides of her thighs up near her crotch. I worked my way to her knees and she once again was in hysterics. As I glided down her calves she knew what was coming. I ran my nails over the tops of her feet and she spastically tried to wiggle her feet away from my fingers to no avail. I scratched her arches as I worked my finger nails over the soles of her feet. She went MENTAL as I scratched her soles. Screaming and throwing her head back and forth as I tortured her hyper sensitive feet. Due to her howling and begging, I decided to gag her with the red ball gag I had brought along so as not to disturb the folks in the neighboring rooms. After about fifteen minutes more of this torture, I told her to think about what was coming next as I left her tied to the bed and told her I would be right back. I could hear her muffled pleas and screaming about leaving her this way as I grabbed the ice bucket and headed out the door. The ice machine on our floor was broken as I had to run to the floor below.
After about ten minutes of having to wait for someone to fill their cooler, I filled my little ice bucket up as it was not only to keep our refreshments cold, but I also use the ice to rub it all over her body as I tease and tickle her. I run up to the floor my room was on I started down the hall. As I approached our room, I noticed the door was slightly ajar. Funny, as I was very aware to close the door fully before going for ice as I didn’t want anyone peeking in as they walked by and seeing what we were up to. As I approached the door, I heard a female voice but it wasn’t Teresa’s. I quietly looked through the crack of the open door and there was that beautiful Spanish maid standing over my wife as Teresa was making all sorts of noises through her ball gag but nothing coherent. I could hear the maid talking to Teresa in her sexy Spanish accent, “Well, well, what have we here? Looks like little miss snooty is in quite the predicament” the maid said. “What’s wrong? Can’t speak with that gag in your mouth? Can’t give me anymore orders? Oh, you poor thing” the maid taunted as she walked along side my helpless wife, dragging three of her well manicured nails along the side of Teresa starting at her shaved armpit, along the side of her breast and down her rib cage. My wife was trying to scream but all she could do was squirm and giggle as the maid used her fingers and slowly traced her nails along Teresa’s body. I could hear the muffled pleas of my wife and could imagine what she was trying to say.
The maid traced her finger nails all the way down the right side of my wife, over her hips and down her right leg to Teresa’s right foot, which Teresa was shaking, trying to avoid the ticklish sensation on the top of her foot. “My, my, you are quite sensitive my dear” said the maid. The maid was now at the foot of the bed. “Are we a little ticklish miss snooty?”, the maid taunted as she dragged her nails over the tops of both my wife’s helpless feet. Teresa continued to shake now both her feet, trying to avoid the ticklishness the maid’s nails were inflicting on the tops of both sensitive feet. My wife was making all sorts of muffled noises through the gag, “I am sorry honey, I can’t hear you, what is it you are trying to say?” the maid said, taunting my wife. “What’s the matter, your good looking husband not around to save you?, Yes, he is one good looking man. You should keep an eye on him” as she traced her nails all over the tops of Teresa’s feet. “You should be careful, someone doesn’t snatch him up when you’re not around…or tied up”. I could see the anger in my wife’s face which would be interrupted by her laughing expression as the maid’s fingers kept up the tickling on the tops of both feet. As the maid taunted her I could see her hand move to the helpless soles of Teresa. The maid started to scratch the Teresa’s taut immobile soles and my wife went crazy as the well manicured nails scribbled on my wife’s helpless soles. My wife’s feet kept trying to get away from the maid’s nails but couldn’t move too much, just shake side to side.
The maid looked at the table and saw some implements I had laid out. “Wow, you two are pretty kinky”, the maid said as she walked over to the table and started examining the implements of torture. She picked up two shoe laces and turned to my wife. “I think your feet are moving too much, maybe I should secure them more”, and with that, the maid tied a little slip loop at each end of the shoelace and walked over to Teresa’s left foot, pushed her toes back with her hand and placed one loop around Teresa’s big toe and in doing so, the lace rubbed between my wife’s toes, causing my wife’s foot to jerk spastically, which, by the way, she HATES when I drag anything between her toes, which are VERY ticklish. The maid noticed a rather animated reaction from Teresa as she did this and figured out how sensitive between the toes were for Teresa. After seeing this the maid took a little some extra time running the shoelace between her toes, causing my wife’s body to spasm and lift off the bed.
After the maid was done tickling Teresa between her toes, she wrapped other loop around Teresa’s little toe. Next she pushed my wife’s toes back with her hand and secured the lace to the ankle cuffs, pulling all the toes back and making my wife’s foot stretched, taut and more immobile. The maid ran her nails along Teresa’s now taut sole to get a reaction out of her, which again caused the wife’s body to jump. The maid repeated this with Teresa’s right foot. Now my wife’s feet were taut and immobile, like the rest of her body as the maid’s well manicured nails descended upon them. I am watching all this through the ajar door, trying not to start jerking off………….TO BE CONTINUED…..
Looking forward to the second part. 
