Story: Cynthia gets Tickled m/f
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From: ma...@ix.netcom.com (Maurice Fitzgerald)
Date: 10 May 1995 05:06:41 GMT
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To my fellow Ticklers and Ticklees,
I have been enjoying the wonderful stories and pictures for
months on this newsgroup,
and now this is my chance to give something back. I hope you enjoy
this.
This is a story given to me by my good friend Cynthia. She has
asked me to post this on
this newsgroup for her. Please share with me any opinions that you may
have about this story.
I'll pass them on to her. And maybe she'll write another one for us!
-Maurice.
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Story: Cynthia gets tickled.
My name is Cynthia, and I want to share a recent experience I
have had. Ever since I
was a little girl I have been extremely ticklish, but every time I was
tickle tortured by my brothers
or my cousins I felt a wonderful thrill of excitement. Even though I
was completely sincere when I
was begging them to stop, I would secretly fantisize of these episodes
whenever I was feeling
aroused, or later in life, when I would be masterbating or having sex.
And there is something else you should know about me. I am quite
a tease sometimes. I
am 5' 10" tall, with green eyes and straight black hair, dark olive
skin, and I'm very athletic so I am
able to keep myself thin and with good muscle tone. I love to swim and
bike ride. And all this
excercise allows me to satisfy my love of exiting lust in young men.
When I go out for walks in the
summer, I relish the looks I get at my long tan legs and smooth sandled
feet.
Since I have been fantasizing secretly of being tickle tortured
for years, I always thought
that I must be weird or masicistic, but recently when I discovered that
others also have this secret
desire. I knew that being tied up and tickle tortured was a fantasy
that I wanted to make happen,
that I had always wanted to have done to me.
And then I met my current boyfriend Scott. I've always known
that my boyfriend Scott
got off on giving me a good tickle. He also loved to massage my soft
slender feet while watching
TV, and when I would doze off he would slowly tickle my pink smooth
soles until I woke up
giggling. I never realized how deeply his fascination with tickling
went until I dropped by one
evening to discover Scott and his two roomates watching a tickling
video. It was called "Bound,
Tickled, and Tied" and the three seemed to be enormously and
ravenously turned on by the
whole thing. They were so embarassed to be caught watching something
that most people would
think was so weird.
I was quite amused by the whole thing. They were so adorable
watching this poor girl
getting the most intensely unbearable and merciless tickling of her
life. They wanted to shut it off,
but I insisted that they let me watch it with them. They were quite
humbled and shy at first, but
when I sayed "this is really quite erotic, I can understand the thrill
you get from watching it." they
got more and more relaxed. Scott was giving me that look; asking me
with his eyes if I was in the
mood. With the sound of the poor blonde girl howling with hysterical
laughter making me hot, and
her endless pleading for mercy, I decided to try to have some fun.
"Would any of you like to be able to tickle torture a helplessly
bound, nude woman?" I
asked. I knew that they all did of course, especially Scott, but I
loved to tease them. While I
asked this I had slipped my bare feet out of my sandles and placed them
up on the coffee table,
as I stretched out a bit and got more relaxed and comfortable. Scott
answered me by sliding
closer and resting his head on my shoulder as he began to caress my
arm.
"Oh, yes!" David said "that would be ecstacy." then he glanced at
my long legs and bare
feet. He noticed that I was watching him and he blushed.
"I'd do ANYTHING to be able to do that." Eric added; Eric was a
little more forward than
David.
At this point in the video, the blonde woman, I think her name
was Kiri, was being ticked
on both underarms. She was tied spread eagle on the bed, the man who
was tickling her was
absolutely without mercy. She was obviously ticklish beyond belief.
Her face was red and her
head thrashed as every muscle in her arms and legs jerked and twitched.
Poor Kiri clearly would
have done anything to make her tormenter stop for even a few seconds.
What was that like for her? I had been bringing myself to orgasm
for years imagining
myself in just such a situation. But what would it really be like to
have six merciless, horny and
hot male hands tickling every inch of my sensitive nude body? I felt
that I just had to know. I had
to fill this fantasy. And now looked like a perfect opportunity!
By now I had soaked my panties with my growing lust. How
exciting it must be to have to
helplessly endure such torment. It must be such a delicious and
terrifying thrill to be in the hands
of a unrelenting tickle torturer. With her tormenter gaining
tremendous pleasure the more she
squealed and pleaded. I had been fantasizing of giving in to just such
an ordeal for a long, long
time. And as I looked at the three men in this room who were totally
entranced with their deepest
fantasy as it was played out for them on the screen, I decided to make
this the night I lived out
my fantasy, and let them have theirs.
"I've always been excrutiatingly ticklish" I said as I slowly
wiggled my toes and feet.
Scott's gentle caressing was having its effect, and with him there to
comfort me I was feeling
quite open and bold. Both David and Eric had a noticable reaction to
this; tensing slightly and
peeking at my feet. This was so exciting! They obviously were near
the limit of what sexual
tension they could endure, and I was just adding fuel to their fires.
"Where are you most ticklish?" asked Eric.
"Oh, my feet, definitely. I simply go out of my mind when my
bare feet are touched." I
said as I watched a tender, vulnerable Kiri get her feet furiously
tickled.
"You really are a tease!" Scott interrupted, "if you don't stop
wiggling those adorable little
pink feet of yours I'm going to take you upstairs and give you a good
tickling!"
"Oh, no, not that. I just can't STAND being tickled. Please,
anything but that. I might
faint with ecstacy." I said this with a very sarcastic tone, except for
the last sentence. My heart
began to pound with my nervousness as I knew that I was asking for it.
How long would these
three control there throbbing libidos? When would they just snap and
jump at me? Probably not
until I pushed a little harder.
"Now I'm definitely going to have to give you a good going over
tonight. You just wait til
this video is over. I'm going to tickle you worse than that girl!" as
Scott said this he slipped his
hand under my T-shirt and began to squirm his warm fingers over my
tummy.
"YAH, hehe, oh OH. All by yourself? EEEK! But won't you need
some help? YAH HA HA
To tickle me that much?" both David and Eric were now fidgeting and
squirming in their seats;
poor guys, in their own way they were in worse agony than Kiri ever
went through. But wait, I
thought to myself, what was I getting myself into? In a few more
seconds I would have these
three incredibly horny men tickling me all over! Was this really
something that I wanted?
Too late. "Give me a hand here, guys." And with that cue from
Scott, his two roommates
had all that they needed to overcome their shyness.
Eric grabbed one arm, Scott grabbed the other, and David went
right for my ankles. "No,
don't, Please don't tickle me. I'm so much more ticklish than that
blonde girl. And with all three of
you tickling me, I just won't be able to stand it!" I knew I was going
to thoroughly deserve the
overwhelming torment that I was about to get. But I was so aroused by
the though of six horny,
warm, gentle male hands teasing and tickling every inch of my nude body
that I just couldn't stop
myself from really asking for it. After all, how bad could it get? I
had suffered countless tickle
torture sessions from my two brothers when I was a little girl. And
although I was unbearably
ticklish, I always managed to survive. And quite frankly, I absolutely
loved all that attention; even if
it came at the price of being made to beg and squeal at the top of my
lungs.
But I had no idea what I was in for as the three of them quickly
carried me up to Scott's
bedroom. I would soon find out that these three tickling fanatics had
much less mercy and much
more skill at tickle torture than my brothers ever had. And once they
got going, these three just
wouldn't stop!
I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as they quickly began
to tie me spread eagle
to Scott's bed. They used about three of my nylons for each of my
limbs. I didn't struggle at all.
I just watched in nervous fascination as the three of them were busy
making what I knew was
there most intense and unfullfilled lifelong fantasy come true.
'You're really going to just lie their and let them do this to
you?', I asked myself as they
stripped of my Tshirt, shorts and panties and tightened the bonds to
the point where I was
stretched tight as a drum. Totally helpless, unable to budge an inch.
I could only flex my soft
arms and smooth thighs, and thrash my head. I could also wiggle my
feet and toes, but not very
much. 'It's too late now', I thought too myself, 'you had better enjoy
this!, because there's no
escape for you now!'
"Easy Now!" I said as the three tickle torture fanatics began to
caress my nude body.
They were grinning from ear to ear with anticipation for the long
evening ahead. I was really
starting to get scared, but I'd asked for it, and I was still very
aroused and full of sexual tension
that needed to be released. "Please show some restraint! I really
can't stand to much. Just a
little tickling and then let me go." I was already beginning to beg and
they hadn't even started to
tickle me!
The three of them laughed softly. "Hey guys, didn't she say that
I'd need some help to
tickle her more than Kiri got it?" Scott asked his roommates.
"Yep, she didn't seem to spell out any limits in the beginning."
And with that it began.
The next few hours would be the longest that I can remember.
Scott started in on my tummy. He always loved my tummy. I
immediatly let out a squeal
and began to giggle. I wasn't thrashing my head yet, and I found that
I could withstand this level
of tickling; in fact it felt great! Scott has such wonderfully warm
and gentle fingers; I could let him
tickle me for hours.
And then Eric joined in on my thighs. Now the fastest way to
always get me all wet and
horny is to caress my thighs, and Eric's fingertips dancing over my
twitching, freshly shaven
thighs was both ecstacy and torture. I squirmed with new delight,
while I through my head back
and laughed out loud. Now I was approaching redline. But my clit
wasn't complaining. It was just
getting more and more swollen. I could still endure this tickling, but
the sexual tension was
gnawing away at my endurance. I hoped that these three wouldn't
forget to give my errogeonous
zones a little attention while they were tickling me.
"I think she's having a really good time, just look how hard
she's laughing" Eric said to
Scott. "Oh, I know she is," Scott replied "but I also know that what
she really wants now more
than anything is for me to put my hot mouth on her tender pussy and
nibble on her until she
explodes. Isn't that right dear?"
" oh, please, hehehe, AHHH....give my, HAHAHA, OH,OH, ...clit
some atten...YAAHHHH"
And just then David, who had been moving over my legs with just the
tips of his fingers, moved
down to my feet. My eyes bulged and I screamed with a new intensity as
he worked an index
finger over each of my sensitive arches. I was squirming my feet
furiously. Desperately trying to
save my excruciatingly ticklish soles from the indescribable tickle
torment. At this point I was past
the begging stage. I had had more than I could comfortably take. With
tears running from my
eyes I looked emploringly at my lover, Scott, to show some mercy. But
all I got was a fierce grin
of savage lust as he moved to push me over the limits of sanity.
"OHH, GOD NOOOO!...haahhaha....PLEASE
SCOTT!....hehe-HA-ha...REST..ahah...
aahaha...AAAHAAH...need REST! EEEiiihh..."
I was panting for breath. Six male hands, thirty lustful
fingers, all dancing and stroking
my quivering nude body. Only two sensations coursed through my
tortured body; the merciless
tickling and the pulsing need to have my poor neglected pussy touched.
PLEEEAASE TOUCH
MY PUSSY! Was the thought that I was screaming in my head. At least
it might help to distract
me from this unbearable tickle torture.
At this point Scott, Eric, and Dave were doing a more than
adequate job of teasing and
tormenting my helpless, ticklish nude body. Scotts hands were
playfully exploring all the
vulnerable spots on my firm breasts. He would occacionally let his
fingers dart up to my neck.
Oh, GOD, I just can't stand it when someone tickles my neck. I would
clamp my chin down to try
to stop him, but his strong fingers would find there way in and make me
squirm with agony.
And Eric was prodding and stroking away at my most tender
abdomen. I felt so
unbearably vulnerable! How did I ever let myself get into this? His
favorite thing was to sink all five
fingers of each hand into the sides of my waist, just above the hip,
and wiggle his fingers
vigorously. This sent me into a wild spasm. I would let out one long
scream and then buck
furiously. It really was amazing how strong those nylons of mine were.
And David, sweet shy little David, he just couldn't get enough of
my poor squirming feet.
He let his fingers dance lightly over my insteps. He pressed his
fingers into the soft pinkness of
my tender arches. He scrubbed his fingernails mercilessly over the
fleshy ticklish balls of my feet.
And he laughed out loud with delight at my reaction to his wiggling his
fingers through my
tormented toes.
But by now I was going limp from exhaustion, and Scott new it.
"Let's give her a break,
fellas, I really think she needs it."
Never had any words my gentle lover said sounded so sweet and
felt so welcome.
The three of them fell back to a slow gentle caress of my scented
body. "OOHhhh....
yesss!" I sighed in relief, "Ohmygod, that was too much!"
"AAhh, but the best is yet to come, my sweet soft victim." Scott
was looking down at me
with a look both adoring and sinnister. "I haven't yet shared with my
roomates all the secret spots
that make you scream." He softly chuckled as he said this.
"You three are really enjoying my suffering aren't you, you
little demons!"
"Oh yes, we have been hoping and praying that a moment like this
would come ever since
we started adolescence." Dave smiled broadly. He looked as if a thick
layer of inhibitions and
pent up sexual fustrations had just been pealed off. The three of them
were glowing with delight.
Their adorable boyish faces were flushed with their throbbing lust. I
wondered when they would
be overpowered by their libidos. My guess was that my intense and
vigorous tickling wouldn't stop
until they had their orgasms.
"I think it's time I shared with my two buddies my plan for
giving my poor girlfriend here
the absolute most intensely hellish tickling experience of her life.
Everything else that has ever
happened to her will shrink as this moment of tickling agony
overwhelmes her every thought and
feeling." Scott was beeming with excitement. His two buddies were
hanging on his every word.
"Let me share with you two guys the secrets of my soft sexy
Cynthia's ticklish body."
"NO!, Scott, that's not fair! Are you trying to kill me?" there
was an unmistakable tone of
sincerity to my quavering voice.
"PLEASE don't take me up to that level of tickling again! I just
can't take that much. I'll
pass out! I love it when you tickle me slow and gentle, but I have my
limits." I was wasting my
breath, these three couldn't have stoped themselves if they had wanted
to. And I had willingly put
myself in their tickling hands!
I felt so helpless, so immoble, these three were going to see
just how much I could take
and I couldn't stop them. My sensitized nude body lay in their hungry
gaze and within an easy
arms reach of the maddening teasing tickling touch of their fingers.
"We're not just going to take you back up to that level of
tickling, we're going to take you
well beyond, and there is absolutely nothing that you can say or do to
stop us!" this was a side of
Scott that I'd never seen before.
"Dave, Eric, I'm going to need your help on this. My adorable
little tickling doll here has
three most vulnerable spots. The first place is her freshly shaven
armpits, which I will attend to
with intensity and vigor. The next and equally tender is her belly
button, that I give to you, Eric.
And lastly, I put her most ticklishly tender part in the good hands of
you Dave. I want you to
tickle her feet: toe to heal. But don't forget, what makes her scream
from the bottom of her soul
is when you focus your prodding fingers on the divot that's right below
the balls of her feet and
right above the arches." Dave nodded. He looked me right in the eyes
to see my rection.
I listened to this with dread. I couldn't believe this was
happening. These three were now
going to take me on the most intense wild rollercoaster ride of tickle
torment of my life.
"Please, Scott, Dave, Eric, what can I do to make you stop? What
do you want from
me? Don't you understand? I can't bear to be tickled that much. This
is no tickling video. This
is real. I'm real. And my nervous system just won't hold up under
such torture!" but I could tell
that all my begging just fed their raging lust. They grinned at me
with all the intensity of the
young male libido. So this was what it was like for poor, poor Kiri.
This was the feeling of total
submission. This was the total tickle torture that I had been
fantasizing about since I was a little
girl. Be careful of what you wish for, for it may come true.
Scott came back from the bathroom with a little bottle of massage
oil, and a bucket of
warm water. The three lotioned up their hot hands, burning hot with
anticipation of my tormented,
tanned, and nude body lying spread eagle on Scott's bed.
Then they began to gently massage generous amounts of lotion on
my three most
ticklishly vulnerable spots. They began slowly, letting me hang in a
state of tormented anticipation
of what was coming.
I was already giggling. Scotts hands were working gobs of the
warm cream into my
armpits. Which gave me a warm flood of ticklish sensations flooding
through my torso. At this
point I was loving it.
"hehehe... Oh please...hehe...don't stop...OOHH that feels so
good...ahahee. Just do this
to me...ahehehaah...no more than this..." I knew this level of tickling
ecstasy was going to be
short lived, so I was trying enjoy it as much as I could before I was
taken up to 250 miles per hour
and then beyond.
Eric placed both hands on my soft, flat abdomen. Working a
handful of the hot lotion
around my belly button. Teasing my with the knowledge that he was
going to dive a finger deep
into my horribly ticklish navel. The sensation was hightening my
arousal. Juice was beginning to
ooze down from my famished genitals.
"Oh Please, touch me!" I moaned between giggles. "Touch my hot
pussy!" maybe the
thought of touching my genitals would distract them from taking me
further down this dark tunnel,
into the depths of my worst tickling nightmare.
Finally David, sweet, shy David, began to work two handfuls of
the soothing cream onto
the soles of my feet. The effect was like an electric shock. I
immediatly opened my mouth wider
and began giving a deep, throaty laugh. I began to roll my head back
and forth. Somehow the
lotion was making my skin so much more ticklish.
"Follow my lead, guys, lets make her beg!" was my lovers call as
he raised the wiggling of
his slippery fingertips one notch.
Eric and David responded. I felt a hot slick finger slid inside
my navel and it began to
swirl around. I sucked in my stomach to avoid the twitching torment,
but his finger followed.
Dave was teasing the soft pink soles with maddeningly gentle strokes.
Oh god, oh please, make it stop! I was starting to laugh more
franticly now. Starting to
feel my head spinning. But this was still just the introduction.
"Beg us to stop! Beg with all your breath!" my sadistic
boyfriend cried.
"..AAAAAhahahaha...OH PLEASE, NO MORE!...AAHAHAAH..."
My underarms were on fire. My belly button was screaming with
its fiendish torment.
Davids fingers pinched and poked my tender twitching soles without
mercy.
"What will you promise to do for us? What will you give us?"
Scott sayed with joy.
"OOHH...HAHAHA...ANY...HEHEHEHE...AnythAAAHAH..."
Tears were beginning to stream down my cheeks. I was bucking my
head. Surely it
couldn't get any worse than this. But it did.
"Anything? Is that what your trying to say? You'll do ANYTHING?"
"Yeessss!...haaahaHAHA...YEEESSS!....."
"But that's not enough! We want this. More than anything that
you could ever give us.
WE WANT THIS!....OK guys, let loose, no holding back, NO MERCY!!!"
All three dove into it with a lifetime of suppressed sexual
energy. Scotts fingers dug deep
and squirmed with new intensity.
Eric was working his finger into my belly button with frantic
vigor. His his other hand he
began to slide two fingers up and down my aching crotch. David's
fingertips inflicted unspeakable
torment on my ticklish soles.
The room was spinning. My eyes were buldging and my mind was
exploding. From the
depths of my being I silently begged everything and everyone I had ever
known for this to stop. I
remember being able to dimmly make out the image of my boyfriend's
face, barely an inch away
from my twisted face, laughing with sadistic ecstacy at my torture.
Every muscle in my naked, sweating body trembled. I was making
pitiful silent gasps
now. What was now happening to my nervous system can only be described
as total meltdown.
No coherent though; only a torrent of ticklish agony raging through my
poor tortured body.
But wait, there was another feeling spreading through my
midsection. Yesss! It was
Eric's generous other hand working my aching clit and lips. I was too
busy thrashing by head to
look down at him, but the tingling, wonderous feeling spread through my
body and began to
compete with the tickletorment for my attention.
Suddenly ripples of intense joy began to spread over the surface
of my body. They grew
in intensity until they were replaced by white hot flashes that shook
my exhausted frame. All the
musceles in my slick, sweat soked nude body tensed in unison, and then
my mind screamed with
the most pure bliss of total orgasm that I have ever felt.
I passed out.
When I woke I was curled up in Scott's bed, still naked, but
snuggled up in his bedcovers.
Scott was sleeping next to me. And when I looked at the nightstand I
saw the tape of Kiri's
torment....now I knew what it was like. Strangely enough, I felt a
satisfaction I can't fully describe.
And I swore to get my revenge on my ticklish boyfriend, maybe with the
help of a few of MY
friends.
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What do you think of her story? Any and all comments will we
thoroughly appreciated. Email me
directly or post on this newsgroup.
-Maurice.