0 comments/ 40113 views/ 1 favorites Fantasies Do Come True By: hisigorness I am a lucky man! Not many people have had their fantasies come true, but this actually happened to me back in the early '80's while I was a professional musician traveling around the country playing in major urban upscale hotels. I always met beautiful women, and I've even had them go as far as leave their room keys on my keyboards or give me quick blowjobs in their car on my breaks, but I was usually attracted to the more "earthy" types. One week, an absolutely gorgeous girl who looked around 30 came in to hear the band a couple of times during the week. She would sometimes dance by herself right in front of the stage. I finally got up the nerve to approach her and ask her to sit and talk with me with drinks on one of my breaks. This became a regular habit during the weeks that I played there! (Some places, we would play 5 or 6 nights a week for 2 or 3 weeks in a row). After a few times and a few drinks, our conversation got around to sex. Then while we were discussing fetishes one time, I told her that although I consider myself a pretty nice guy, I hadn't been able to explore my fetish fantasies as they turned most women off. She raised her eyebrows and nervously asked me what they could possibly be. After some hesitation, I told her that while I am open to most things, the things I love most are spiked high heels on nude women(she agreed!!), and anything to do with the words nasty, messy, wet and dripping. She just grinned from ear to ear. At this point, my break was over and she left and I never got to ask her preferences. The next night, she came in the last set and all eyes in the room turned to her as she entered. She was wearing a very tight, hot pink knit minidress with matching spiked heels. She stood about 5'10" and had shoulder length brown hair and what appeared to be braless perfect C cup breasts which I had not noticed before because of the loose fitting clothing she had always worn previously. I could hardly concentrate on playing the music but I managed until the end of the show when she asked me if I'd like to party in the room SHE had got. Who was I to say no? We grabbed a 12 pack from the bar and headed up to her room. When we got to her room, we drank and danced for a while. She then announced that she had to take a piss. I turned away to find a better station on the radio. When I turned back, she had not left the room but she had removed her dress and now looked like the ultimate object of male lust standing totally nude in her heels! Her breasts were the most perfect I had ever seen with nipples and aureole that stood up like another breast in itself! She had her feet spread and her hands on her hips and said "Well?" I said, "I thought you had to take a piss!" "I do!", she said smiling. I took off my clothes as fast as I could. I then leaned back, leaning against the desk, reached out and grabbed her nipples between three fingers of each hand and pulled her to me twisting them gently. She moaned and closed her eyes as our mouths met. While our tongues played tonsil hockey, she lifted her left leg and put it on the desk next to me. She the started to piss all over my cock and balls while we kissed. I was never so turned on in my entire life. This went on for about 40 seconds. When she was done, she stood back and looked at my cock which was throbbingly rock hard! Drops of piss still dripped to the carpet below and the insides of her thighs glistened with wetness. She then dropped to her knees, put her hands on my hips and began to suck on my piss covered cock like she hadn't eaten in months. I knew I wasn't going to last long. After a couple of minutes of non-stop head bobbing, she stopped and said, "Fuck my face!" She took her left hand and started to squeeze and pull on her nipples. Her breasts looked like they were going to burst! Her right hand stroked her clit at a furious pace. I stuck my cock balls deep down her throat and kept on pounding her mouth! She loved it! She started to tremble as she came for what seemed like forever! The only sounds one could hear were the wet sounds of her stroking her super wet cunt and the saliva on my cock as I pushed it in and out of her mouth. I wasn't going to last much longer so I told her open up her mouth and not to swallow. I pulled out and jerked my cock all over her face, lips and in her mouth. Only some of the come got in her mouth which she let drip out slowly while the rest of it dripped down off her chin and onto her breasts and pussy. She came again while she rubbed the come on her tits and clit. I stepped back and looked at the mess I made on this girl as she continued to masturbate with her eyes only on my dripping cock. I couldn't help myself and stuck my cock back in her mouth while any remaining come there drooled out the sides of her mouth and coated her chin once again as she sucked the rest out! As my hard on subsided, I now had to piss. As I turned towards the bathroom, she just grabbed my hand and pointed to her mouth and said, "Here!" I smiled and then proceeded to use her as my toilet while she kept on jerking off. My piss covered her face and breasts. She would take a bunch in her mouth and let it drip out onto her breasts. I just wet on her all over till I stopped about a minute later! She told me she had come 3 times for every time I filled her mouth with piss. I was in heaven!!! We toweled down the carpet and headed to the shower to clean up where my soapy dick fucked her in the ass. I pulled out and came all over her beautiful hard nipples as I pulled and played with them slowly while she threw her head back moaning. We spent the rest of the night taking turns being on top in the 69 position. We fell asleep with our heads between each others thighs. The next morning, I ran down to the hotel's sundries store and bought all their baking soda for the carpet.(It wasn't my room!!) We never saw each other again, but I will never forget it. Whew.....! I am a lucky guy! Fantasies Do Come True Janis sat on her porch, reading a book in the mid-afternoon sun. She was glad to finally have some time to herself, without Kyle around. Not that she didn't love him, she was just getting bored with him. They'd been dating for over a year now, and she needed some excitement in her life. Kyle was the kind of guy to fall madly in love with the first girl who looked at him, which was what Janis was used to. She always dated guys who treated her like gold, buying her stuffed animals and telling her she was beautiful. Of course, they were also always inconsiderate boobs, but it wasn't like they meant to be. They were just all a little below the average IQ level, and she couldn't relate to them. Kyle was a prime example, but she couldn't bring herself to hurt him. Her thoughts drifted from the book to another guy she had met last year, Robbie. They had met in her first semester Creative Writing class, and she fell head over heels for him. They were great friends, even if after graduation she hadn't exactly kept in touch that often. Kyle seemed to take up all of her time, and she'd only been able to e-mail Robbie a few times. She often thought about him, but never had time to give him a call. He wasn't the most attractive guy around (unlike Kyle), but she didn't even notice. He was smart and witty, words her boyfriends couldn't even define. They had tons of things in common, like both liking 1920's swing and Beatles records, and they both loved to write. She and Kyle had nothing in common, he was going into construction trade and she was going to college next year. He liked metal music, and got physically ill at the sight of a book. She had admitted to herself a while ago that she was getting sick of going to hard rock concerts and action movies. Janis had even fantasized about Robbie more than a few times. She always saw herself on the beach with him, taking a walk away from the bonfire and ending up screwing like rabbits. She would never admit to anyone that she masturbated often to visions like that, but she couldn't help herself. Even the thought of him sitting behind her in class turned her on, so that the end of class was a relief. A few days after the last day of writing was done, the teacher asked her if she could take his portfolio to him. She agreed to bring it to him the next day, and happily carried it with her all day. That night, she decided to read it out of curiosity. What was inside shocked her. A single poem, filled with feelings of unrequited love. It mentioned details that left no question in her mind that it was about her. She felt horrible, she'd never noticed his yearning because she was too busy thinking about him. The poem had bothered her ever since, but she'd never had the guts to act on it. As she was sitting thinking all these things over for the millionth time, a dark blue car pulled up in the drive. None other than Robbie himself stepped out, grinning in that charming way that had melted her heart a thousand times before. "Hey, how's it going? Thought I'd stop by and drag you down to the beach, so you can meet my friends. I haven't seen you in forever, so don't even think about resisting." She grinned herself, and threw the book inside and closed the door. As she slid into the passenger seat, she felt a worm of anticipation wiggle in her belly. She hadn't seen Robbie in a while and she was finally hanging out with him again. She hoped in the back of her mind it would lead to more, but her sensible self squashed that hope and reminded her she had a boyfriend. The drive to the beach was long, and they talked nonstop the whole time. They blasted the White Album all the way, and Janis felt like they'd seen each other just yesterday. When they got there, he turned to her with a wry grin. "I know you don't smoke pot, but neither do I so it's cool. Just a warning that there may be some contraband down there, they're a crazy bunch." She laughed. "Robbie, you forget I'm pretty liberal. Let's get going before the sun sets and I fall down the steps." They took the trail down, a steep, long concrete stairway. She smiled to herself as they walked down the quickly reddening sands. It was turning into her fantasies, and she had to restrain herself from giggling nervously. They came upon a group of people around a bonfire, one guy had a guitar and they were all laughing and talking. She laughed as she was reminded of an old Elvis movie. They sat and she introduced herself, feeling more comfortable as the hours went on. She didn't have any female friends after a recent incident, and was glad to find all the girls here very friendly. Robbie was very sweet, paying almost sole attention to her, and giving the other guys a very territorial look when he thought she wasn't looking. She was very glad Kyle worked late that night. When the sun was down and the last hints of it were over the water, Robbie stood up. "C'mon Janis, let's give these hooligans a chance to light up. Come for a walk with me." She let him pull her up and grinned as everyone else watched them with a snicker. Her mind was buzzing with a million jumbled thoughts, as this was going just as her fantasies always did. They walked for a long time, talking about their writing and plans for next year. He told her he was going to college too, and his wasn't very far from where she was going. She was very happy about this, and they talked about hanging out on the weekends. They came to a large rock that jutted over the water, and sat for a rest on it. She looked at him longingly, his hair wind-blown and face slightly tan. He had changed a lot since graduation, and she was beginning to feel that same old feeling. Robbie grinned at her. "Hello, earth to Janis! Houston says to come back down. I asked you how you and Kyle are doing." She blushed, thankfully hidden by the darkness. "Well, I guess we're okay. I'm just kind of getting tired of him. You know the old story." Robbie nodded, he'd been the only friend she'd confided in about her frustration with Kyle. "You know you could get any guy you want, Janis. You're just too scared to go out and find one. You're pretty and smart, and these dumb guys aren't right for you." Janis blushed more furiously. "Well, I don't know about that. But, um- Thank you, Robbie. That means a lot from you." He sat closer to her, and put his arm around her. Her heart raced, and she felt slightly faint. "I always feel so bad, hearing you talk about how he doesn't take you out anywhere you like to go and how he doesn't listen to you. You could do so much better, Janis. You deserve someone who likes the same things you do, and who you can talk to." She knew he was just being a friend, but the next moment she found herself kissing him softly. She pulled back quickly, looking down. "I- I'm so sorry Robbie, I don't know where that came from, I just like you so much, I'm so sor-" He stopped her in mid-sentence with the most passionate, gentle kiss anyone had ever given her. His lips felt like cool velvet against hers, and his hand brushed her hair as if it were glass. She felt like any minute she would melt away, and her stomach knotted itself up instantly. He stopped and looked at her with the kindest eyes she'd ever seen. "Don't you know I've loved you since I saw you? It stabs me in the heart every time I see you with him, and I know you're not happy. You're the most beautiful person I've ever met, and not just on the outside." She felt her breath quicken, and she held back burning tears of happiness. "Robbie, I- I've never thought you felt that way. You're more than my best friend, I think about you all the time, and ever since I read your po-" She stopped suddenly, not believing she'd just said what she did. He looked puzzled, then smiled. "You read that? I never meant- I mean, I never thought you would, well, understand it was about you. I just, oh wow. My stomach is doing back flips." She giggled, and looked down. In the darkness she couldn't see very far, but she could see his hands trembling. She held one, and felt it quiver in her own. She looked up at him, unable to speak. He kissed her again, more softly and gently than before. She closed her eyes and felt his arms around her, clutching her as he shifted to be nearer. Janis had never felt sensations like these before, and her heart fluttered. The kiss deepened and as she felt his tongue for the first time, she shivered. His hands ran over her back and sides, filling her with adrenaline. She pressed herself to him and felt his swift intake of breath as she caressed the side of his face. Their tongues danced softly, and she felt her body heat rise as her rested his hand on her thigh. She sighed, "Oh, Robbie," as his other hand entangled itself in her hair. Their embrace became more passionate, his free hand running up her thigh to her waist and her hands exploring his broad chest. She could feel his heart beating furiously, and she gasped for air as his hand brushed the side of her breast. He hesitated, then lingered there. She squirmed beside him as her blood rushed hot and fast through her tingling body. He sensed her excitement and traced the roundness of her breast with his thumb. She put her hand on his thigh, and became extremely aroused to find his leg quivering under the influence of a very large erection. He gasped as she lightly touched it, and pulled her as close as possible. She couldn't help herself as she turned slightly to move his surprised hand directly onto her breast. Her nipples were showing through her shirt now, and as he caressed them she swooned. She ran her hand up his thigh, moving ever so slightly toward his stiffening member. He looked into her eyes with intense lust and moved his hand the hem of her shirt. "Do you-" he started in a husky whisper, and she cut him off with a passionate kiss. She moved his hand under the hem, and he needed no further provocation. He slipped a finger over the top of her bra and she moaned softly as her brushed her nipple. His face suddenly became hot, and he moved the obtrusive garment down and out of the way. Her panties became soaked as he lightly ran his fingers over her breast, stopping now and then to softly pinch her nipple. She ran her hand over his erection in a fit of ecstasy, and was pleasantly surprised to find it was rather large. Robbie suddenly whipped her shirt over her head and off, grunting with pleasure. He stared in awe at her breasts for a moment, then began to kiss them softly all over. This drove Janis over the edge, and she grabbed his shaft and began to stroke it softly. He groaned and began sucking gently on her nipple. She suddenly got goose bumps all over her body, and her hands shook as she unbuttoned his khaki shorts. He breathed heavily as she undressed him, and she gasped as she looked at his naked body. He was trim and slightly muscular, with a handsome tan all over. His cock was a good size larger than any of her boyfriends', and much wider around. She became flushed and extremely horny at the sight, and couldn't speak as he slipped the rest of her clothes off. He stared at her for a few moments, then laid her gently down on the warm sand. She looked up into his eyes, half-closed and dilated. He caressed her in one long sweep from her shoulder to her hip, and she shivered with delight. His erection brushed against her inner thigh, and she felt a rush of wetness between her legs. He leaned down and ran his lips over her breasts, not exactly kissing but it was much more pleasurable. She jittered beneath him as he worked his way from nipple to nipple, and down to her belly button. He put his hand on her hip as he went lower still, stopping just above the triangle of hair between her legs. Her eyelids fluttered and closed as he slowly spread her legs and put his lips to her. Her breath quickened as he barely touched her with his tongue, and her swollen clitoris tingled with excitement. She rested her feet on his back and shook as his tongue found its way to her opening. She throbbed, and he began to work slowly in circles at her clit. Her knees fluttered like a butterfly, and she moaned softly. This seemed to encourage him, and he gently sucked her clit between his tongue and lips. She couldn't help but entangle her hands in his hair and push him closer. He put his tongue into her opening, then back to her clit in quickening circles. This would've brought her to orgasm quickly, but she suddenly pulled him up above her and moaned, "Please, I need you..." He rested his head on her breasts for a moment, and then took his member into his hand. He ran the head up and down across her mons, slowly and maddeningly. She moaned and writhed beneath him, to his delight. He continued this for some time until she couldn't take it any longer and begged him to put it in. Robbie slowly inserted his cock, stopping at the head. He was breathing heavily into her ear, driving her crazy. He pulled it out, and then drove slowly in again. She thrust her hips upwards, and as he gasped he lost his balance and plunged into her. She was so wet he went in completely, and she cried out with pleasure. He drove into her again, slower but still all the way. She had never felt so full, she could feel him pressing against her end and it was pure ecstasy. He plunged into her again, starting to pick up a pace. She rocked against him, bucking her hips with his rhythm and moaning softly. He drove in harder, again and again. "I'm almost there," he whispered, and stopped. She looked up, puzzled and a little disappointed. He rolled over onto his back, lifting her with him. She inhaled sharply as she felt him deeper than before. He was practically bursting her, and she pounded against him. He groaned as she rubbed her engorged clit against him, clutching her waist in his warm hands. She pulled up a little and slammed down again, gasping at the new sensation. She began to drive against him faster, plunging his rock-hard cock deep within her. She pushed her clit against his shaft, and he moaned as she squeezed his balls. She pounded him faster and faster, both moaning as he bounced her roughly on his cock. Deeper and deeper he went, until she felt as if she would explode. Her clit throbbed from its flogging, and she cried out as she began to cum. This wasn't just a cum, it was like his dick was a nuclear warhead. She ground against him as her walls convulsed, and he too cried out as he came in searing hot spurts deep within her. She collapsed onto him, both breathing hard and shaking. He put his arms around her after a few minutes and turned her to his side. He slid slowly out of her, shuddering as his still-stiff shaft came out, glistening. She opened her eyes and he was looking directly into them, with something more now. They laid for a long while, listening quietly to the sound of the rushing waves behind them. Eventually they got up and dressed, and when they walked back to the bonfire they were holding hands. Janis didn't get home until late that night, and fell into the bed smiling. Fantasies Do Come True It was bound to happen sooner or later. One of Sarah's chat buddies found out where she lived... Sarah had a thing for tickling & being tickled. For her, it was such a high. She had had only a few real 'encounters' but she liked them very much. In fact, the tickling got her incredibly horny. She discovered that there were many guys on the net that wanted to chat with her about tickling & even 'cyber-tickled' her. She had returned the favor but settled to chatting with only a couple of guys. One in particular, she connected with well. She had confessed some of her deepest fantasies to him & he to her. One recurring theme in their chats was her being 'kidnapped', restrained & sexually teased & tickled. They talked about it often, sometimes roleplaying about it. As time passed, Sarah ached more & more to feel what they had talked about. She expressed this to her friend & in his mind, he made a decision... He knew how to get certain information but had never really done anything 'wrong' to hurt anyone. In his heart, he lusted after the beautiful Sarah. She was everything that he had wanted in a 'lee. She was responsive, sweet, had a wonderful sense of humor & was a bit sassy at times too. The best part was that she was unbearably ticklish all over. He laid his plans carefully after finding her home address through careful, loving hacking. She had told him that she was going to have a whole weekend off work the following week so he would make his move then. He told her that he was going to be out of town that weekend but that he would email her when he had the chance. As he packed his bags, his mind couldn't stay away from the thought of her body helpless before him. He looked at her picture, imagining hearing her giggles as he used his toys & fingers on her... The trip really didn't take long, only a few hours. While driving, he listened to music & tried not to think too much about what he was going to do. He didn't want to get too excited & end up in a ditch somewhere with a raging hardon. He found her street & then her house. He staked it out, knowing by her own admission that she rarely looked out the front window unless she heard a noise. He saw that the street she lived on was quiet for the most part. He watched her house for a few hours. He noticed that she was home at the time. He ached to just simply knock on the door, but wanted to preserve the 'fantasy' aspect completely. At length, he drove to a nearby motel & rented a room, asking for one away from the street. he managed to get one in a wing that only a few other people were in. He had lucked out. He laid out his toys & restraints on the desk, undressed & took a quick shower. He looked at the clock & saw that he had about 6 hours before it would be prime time to carry out his plan. He lay down on the bed, knowing that he had a long night ahead. As he lay there, he couldn't get the thought of Sarah stretched out on this very bed, bouncing & giggling franticly. That thought excited him greatly & as he thought, his dick grew rigid. He stroked himself slowly, thinking about how he was going to tease the hell out of her. He pictured her pussy, drenched in her excitement, convulsing while she giggled & bounced. How she would beg!!! He stroked faster, cumming as he imagined her begging to cum too. After cleaning up his mess, he fell asleep quickly. Around 1 am, he awoke, refreshed & ready to move his plan into action. His plan was simple. He knew that she didn't lock her back door (she mentioned a few times that she had even left the inside door open on occassion for air circulation when it was hot) It was hot tonight. The temperature had been aroud 85 when he had passed the bank earlier that day. He was confident that he would be able to get in with no trouble. He grabbed his bag with his ropes & blindfold & left out. He was at her house within minutes. All was quiet & dark inside her house. She must have gone to bed. He parked in her driveway, glad that he had had a tune up & the exhaust worked on so that his car was almost silent. He got out & was happy to see that the back door was open. He strode right up to it & carefully opened it. He could hear the TV playing softly in the living room. He silently closed the door & padded quietly into the kitchen. He could see the glow of the TV now & his friend/victim laying asleep on the couch. He stood there, watching her sleep for a moment, lusting after her greatly. He saw that her arms were conveniently above her head & that she was laying on her tummy. Tying her would be a piece of cake. He first checked to see just how asleep she was. He saw as he got closer that she was only wearing a large T shirt, bikini undies & nothing else. Her feet were bare & sooooo inviting. He ran a gentle finger up her right sole & she barely stirred. He smiled & gently moved her arms down & tied her wrists behind her. He quickly tied her ankles & knees together too. As Sarah started waking up, he blindfolded her quickly & gagged her too. There was no turning back now. She struggled as he lifted her easily & carried her to his car, making sure that he locked her door with keys that he found in her purse. He laid her carefully on the back seat & drove to his room. Luckily, there was no one around when he got to the motel. His room was dark as he lay her down on the bed. She had struggled plenty on the drive over but she had quieted down a bit. As soon as her back hit the bed, she renewed her vain efforts to get free. All she managed to do was to fall off the bed. He picked her up, speaking to her for the first time. He told her that she should save her energy. She stopped for a moment, frozen. He heard her moan. He grinned & untied her hands, only to cuff them & attach them the headboard. He did the same with her feet, making sure that they were wide apart & her heels were pillowed on the footboard. Sarah panted under her gag, painfully aware of her vulnerable position. In her struggles, her shirt rode up, exposing her slightly rounded tummy. He grinned & circled her belly button with one finger. He heard her grunt & saw her stiffen, belly muscles tightening against the sensation. He then wiggled a finger into said belly button. Through her gag, Sarah screamed & giggled, trying to evade the ticking touch. Tossing her head from side to side, she screamed, giggled & begged to be let go. He was satisfied that everything that she had told him was true. He told her that if she cooperated, that he would take off her gag, but if she didn't, he would keep it on her all night. At the words 'all night', Sarah became pale with fright. He asked her if she would be good & not scream anymore & she nodded. He took it off & she lay there, panting & gasping for breath. She asked what he wanted of her & he simply told her that he wanted to help her. She shook her head, asking how in the world could blindfolding her & kidnapping her could help her. He moved to the foot of the bed & let one finger trace up her sole slowly. Her foot jerked & she giggled sweetly. Adding to the scenario, he told her roughly that she was his tickle slave for the night & that he was going to take her to new extremes in ticklishness. Sarah trembled & pleaded with him, saying that she had never been in this position before. He told her that he didn't care (really he did very much) & she pleaded more franticly, thrashing around against her bonds. He did notice that her panties were becoming quite damp as he had tied her & let his fingers touch her there. She jumped & moaned at the same time. He smiled & said that it was time to begin... He went to his bag of tools & took out a few stiff pointed feathers, some edible oil, a battery powered toothbrush, some string & an assortment of artist's brushes. He moved to her head & took one of the feathers. He ran the feather softly over her throat, neck & shoulders, bringing forth gasps & giggles from her. He giggled with her & told her that when he had tickled her all over that she would feel the greatest feeling of all time, or even before if she was 'good'. Her brow furrowed, asking what he meant by that. Without answering her, he pulled her shirt over her head carefully as to not disturb the blindfold. Taking his pointed feather, he traced lightly from just inside her elbow down to her taut armpit. Sarah jerked & exhaled sharply, trying to not give in to the maddening feeling that was going on in her pit. He traced a circle there then, abandoning the feather, used his fingers to caress there. She whimpered. Encouraged, he traced circles in there. She let one little giggle escape & then, he scrabbled & danced his fingers, making her lose control, bucking & laughing. All the while, he kept saying how deliciously ticklish she looked, how he was going to explore every spot on her body to find them all. Grabbing the feather again, he attacked her nipples & breasts, circling the nipples & tickling the sides. Her giggles weren't as strong but she did moan while giggling & spread her legs a bit. He commented that her sides were looking ticklish & neglected & proceeded to pinch & prod them, bringing forth gales of helpless, braying laughter from her. Between laughing, she begged to be let go. He shook his head & told her that he still had so many parts left to explore. He said that he hadn't even gotten below her waist yet... He straddled her legs & asked her how ticklish her belly was. She shook her head violently & said that she wasn't telling. Seeing that she was 'getting into' the game, he taunted her, telling her that he was going to find out one way or the other. He poked her tummy gently with his fingertips. She giggled some more & then her started poking harder, moving from her tummy to her hips. Her giggles turned into wild laughter, her body bucking in the hopes of dislodging his hands from her ticklish body. He laughed, telling her that her struggles were sexy but fruitless. He scrabbled his fingers up & down her tummy, going to her sides & pits. She tossed her head from side to side, laughing & begging for him to stop. He let his hand dip briefly into her crotch, feeling her pussy convulsing against his hand. She gasped & moaned, still laughing in the ticklish 'after feelings' of the tickle assault that she had just gone through. He went back to her sides & pits, alternately tracing lightly & digging in. Sarah was beginning to tire with the intensity of the tickling so he backed off, giving her a break. She lay panting & sweating. He got off of her & went to her feet. He gently massaged them one at a time as she recovered & her breathing returned to normal. He didn't try to tickle her at all but her skin was so sensitized that she couldn't help giggling in spite of his efforts not to tickle her. He stayed silent as he continued to stroke & massage her feet. As she calmed down, she simply asked who he was. He said just as simply, someone that wanted to help her realize a fantasy. Cunningly, she tried to lure him into a conversation about it but he knew her all too well. He told her that the more she tried to 'get out of it' the more he was going to tickle her. He quickly got undressed &, with a pair of scissors, snipped off her panties, leaving her body, for all intents & purposes, naked to him. His dick was huge in it's erect state & he smiled. Now the fun really began... She heard him undressing...the telltale sound of a zipper both froze her blood & made her pussy throb. In a voice that quivered from both fear & excitement, she asked him if he planned on raping her. He giggled & said that he had no intentions of raping her, that before too long, she would be begging for what he had to offer. Taking up the feather again, he let the tip play over her belly button again, swirling it into that ticklish recess. Sarah wiggled & laughed freely now, knowing that it was fruitless to hold back anymore. Her giggles tapered off & moaned joined them as he led the feather down the creases that ran along her inner thighs. Now, her giggles were sweet & sexy instead of frantic. Her moans were music to his ears. He let the tip caress her outer lips. Lightly he returned the feather to tickling her inner thighs, bringing forth more sweet, sexy giggles. Setting the feather aside for the moment, he let his finger caress her clit, just to gauge how close she was to orgasm. Sarah groaned with pleasure at his touch. It was hard but she had a little ways to go... He let his hands slip down to her knees & squeezed gently just above them at the same time. She jerked & shrieked laugher suddenly as if given an electric shock. Pleased by her reaction, he reached underneath then & wiggled his fingers there. Her shrieks turned to guffaws & pleas for him to make her cum. He had gotten what he wanted, somewhat... He told her that he wasn't finished yet, that he wanted to explore ALL of her body. Her moans of protest brought his fingers to her feet. He let them scrabble up & down her soles while he chanted "tickle, tickle, tickle!!!!!" She screamed & fought against her bonds all over again, bucking & bouncing & jerking for all she was worth. Soon, in spite of his tickling fingers all over her feet, she tired & lay limp on the bed, panting & laughing soundlessly. He gave her another break, not touching her except to tease her clit lightly. His goal was to keep her on the edge of cumming for a little while & it started here. He fingered her until she moaned loudly & then he stopped & restarted tickling her feet. He slid his tongue over her soles & between her toes while she giggled & moaned. He stopped briefly to oil her feet well & grabbed his battery powered toothbrush. Turning it on, Sarah gasped, knowing what the sound was...he applied it under her toes, moving it around & down her foot & back again. She started bucking more & laughing so hard that she couldn't even beg anymore. He kept that going for a few minutes before giving her a brief break so that he could straddle her again. He leaned forward & raked his fingers down her sides, moving to poke & prod her tummy. Her laughter was reaching hysterical levels so he backed off to light tickles in her pits, all the while crooning about how delightfully ticklish she was. He then slipped down to lick at her pussy, which was drippingly wet & visibly throbbing now. Even though he wasn't trying to tickle her with his tongue, she giggled & moaned, shifting her hips, thrusting them forward in a vain attempt to have more contact with his tongue. He backed off, just letting the tip touch her clit. She lay there, sweating & panting, giggling & moaning. Sarah was in an extremity of ticklish sexual excitement. Her whole body throbbed in time to her heartbeat, especially her pussy. She wanted nothing more than to cum...she had never wanted anything so badly in her life!!! She begged him to make her cum & he answered promptly that he wasn't ready for her to do that yet. He switched to a fluffy feather in one hand & a stiff, pointed feather in the other. He used the fluffy one all over her aching pussy while he used the stiff one to tease/tickle her moist cleft more precisely. Her combined giggles & tortured groans were music to his ears. He didn't want guffaws at that moment. He wanted more than anything to hear her sweet giggles. He teased her clit unmercifully, telling her sweetly that he was going to tickle her to orgasm, no matter how long that took. She cried out, saying that she needed more stimulation than what the feather was giving her. He laughed sadistically, saying that he knew that. He increased the action on her clit, making her moan & jut her hips forward. He grinned as he suggested that he give her more contact with something. She nodded eagerly. He stopped the feather play & grabbed the toothbrush. He turned it on & Sarah gasped, and then moaned. He held it to her clit. Her reaction was immediate & violent. She screamed & bucked her hips, trying to evade the evil tool. The rotating brush sent electric shocks through her body, torturing her poor, swollen clit terribly. She begged for him to take it away, that she didn't need extra stimulation. He continued for a few seconds & left her be. She lay there, panting, still in the throes of ticklish torture, giggling weakly. Sarah's whole body was throbbing with the intense need to cum. Her hips swiveled & writhed restlessly. Her clit was throbbing in time to her heartbeat. He stood there, stroking himself, watching her. She looked so incredibly helpless & delicious laying there. He wanted to ravish her right then but he knew that he still had a few more things to do... All the while, she was begging softly, saying that she would do anything if he would let her cum. She licked her full lips & asked for some water. He obliged her, giving her small sips. He set the water glass down & took the feather, playing delicately around her nipples. She giggled sweetly, writhing a bit. He let the feather trace around her full breasts, to the sensitive undersides. She giggled a little more, moaning a little too. The feather found it's way down her tummy to her belly button. Her giggles increased. He switched it around, using the quill to gently probe her belly button. Sarah yelped & writhed, concaving her tummy in the effort to avoid the invading quill. His expression tender, he moved the feather to her swollen womanhood. Her clit & inner lips were so wonderfully moist & swollen... She renewed her pleas for him to get her off, moaning like she was in pain. He knew that her clit was probably aching very badly now. He could barely contain himself. He wanted to take her clit into his mouth & give her the most intense orgasm of her life but he still wanted to do some more tickling. He didn't know the next time she'd have this opportunity again. He wanted it to be something for her to truly remember... He moved the feather down to her inner thighs, making her jump & wiggle some more. Her moans increased a little but soon, the giggles got her again as he abandoned the feather & went to her feet. He let his fingers first stroke gently, and then scratched the surface of her whole right foot. Her moans turned to giggles, and then escalated to braying laughter. Her body jerked violently as she tried instinctively to pull her feet away. He smiled, seeing that her excitement had backed off for a little while. He wanted that to happen. He planned on tickling her feet for a few more minutes then inserting a vibrator into her & bringing her to orgasm slowly. He finished up for the moment by dancing his fingers quickly over her arches & giggling along with her. He got the vibrator & inserted it, telling her that she would be 'cumming' soon enough. He pulled the straps around her hips & between her legs so that it wouldn't get pushed out & turned it on low. Sarah moaned loudly & undulated her hips in a way that made him want so badly to be that vibrator!!! Her movements almost hypnotized him as he sat there watching her. He shook his head, as if to clear it. He evilly fingered her clit, causing her to grunt & grind her hips against his teasing finger. Her pussy was so hot!! The heat coming from it was startling. It was almost like that part of her had a fever. A fever of passion, you could say... Again, she pleaded to cum, saying that she was aching so bad for it. He leaned over to taste her dripping slit. She cried out, feeling his talented tongue playing along her inner lips all too briefly. He withdrew, knowing that too much of that would get her off too soon. Panting & writhing, Sarah writhed all the more, closer than ever to her precious climax. His expression was one of love & passion as he moved to her upper body. He decided that it was time for her to start her journey towards her ultimate climax. He gently stroked her armpits, tickling lightly as he licked & sucked her nipples. Her combined giggles & moans were driving him crazy. He longed to plunge into her dripping womanhood while softly tickling her but that would come later if she agreed. He never took a lady unless she wanted that too. Fantasies Do Come True Sarah smiled sweetly as his lips closed around her erect nipples, giggling softly as his fingers stroked her pits & sides. He alternated nipples, paying attention to each in turn. He moved to lick the undersides of her breasts, tasting her sweet sweat there. His hands moved also to her hips, pinching there gently. She yelped & laughed, but her pelvis & pumped, feeling the effects of the toy inside her. Still moving down, his tongue found her belly button & invaded it sweetly. She gasped & bucked, giggling more & more. Finally, his mouth found her dripping cunt. His fingers traced ticklingly along the creases of her thighs as he let his tongue flick her clit briefly. Sarah groaned then giggled, bucking her pussy against his mouth. This time, he didn't pull away. He let his tongue play over her inner lips while his fingers danced & teased her inner thighs. As her excitement grew, he let his tongue have more contact with her clit. Occasionally, he would joggle the vibrator, causing her to cry out. Her pleas, between laughter, to bring her off came more & more often. He knew that it was time... He fastened his mouth to her clit, sucking on it hard while he tickled her inner thighs harder. As he sucked on her clit, pressing on the toy with his chin, tickling her thigh creases, she cried out, almost screaming with orgasmic laughter as she came & came & came...Within her bonds, her body had a life all it's own, bucking & twisting, undulating & writhing. Her cries of release told him that he had accomplished what he had set out to do...he had given her the most intense orgasm of her life. He kept up the action on her clit, sucking/licking/biting, until she stopped grinding herself into his face. He backed off & turned the toy off, taking it out gently. Sarah lay, totally spent, unable to move. He massaged her body tenderly, asking her if she was okay. After a few moments, Sarah responded, saying that she had never been better. She added that after all this that she had a pretty good idea of who he was & that she was grateful to him for sharing this with her. She asked for the blindfold to be taken off. He continued to massage her as he considered this. He wanted to preserve the fantasy aspect as long as possible. But she probably did know who he was... Undecided, he moved to her nipples, tweaking them gently, making her squirm a little. She asked again if she could see his face. He distracted her with his fingers stroking her pits again. He wasn't ready for her to see him yet... She giggled weakly, still recovering from her tremendous orgasm. She pleaded again to see his face. He let his fingers trail down her pits, tickling lightly. Again, she giggled weakly, writhing a little. Remembering that the human body was terribly ticklish after orgasm, he let his fingers trace up & down her sides. Sarah giggled more, recovered from her orgasm, bouncing a little more. The sight of her bouncing made him want her so badly that he almost stopped. He let his hard dick brush her side, letting her know that he was excited. Keeping the fantasy going, he asked teasingly who she thought he was. He ran his hands over her legs, down to her feet. She giggled, knowing now that he was going to tickle her helpless feet. She rattled off a couple of names quickly, hoping that that would satisfy him. He grinned, seeing that she was playing into the game, also pleased that she had said his name first. He said in mock gruffness that that wasn't good enough, that he needed more names. He grabbed the oil & smoothed it over her feet, working it into the soles & especially her toes. Sarah wiggled her feet, laughing helplessly. She managed between giggles that she had no more names to tell. He chuckled, saying that he hadn't even started tickling yet. He wiggled his fingers between her toes, working the oil well into the spaces. Sarah bucked her body, laughing hysterically. A few moments later, he asked again for some more names. Still playing the game, she said that she had no more names. He shook his head & told her that he thought that she was holding out on him. Screaming & laughing, she shook her head, saying that she wasn't. Slowly, teasingly, he let his finger tease up the bottom of her foot, wiggling as it went. Sarah jerked her foot, giggling helplessly. He grinned, pushing the envelope a bit, going back to using the feather on her pussy while tickling her feet. He wanted her to be hot one more. She moaned & giggled, bucking her body. He replaced the feather with his finger, flicking her clit while his other hand danced over the sole of her right foot lightly. All the while, he teased her verbally, telling her that she looked so hot when she moved while being tickled, that her pussy was so wet & hot & tasty. He leaned forward & let his tongue snake out & touch her inner lips, making her moan all the louder. She was begging to cum again, writhing her hips sensuously & moaning like he had not heard her moan before. He moved to lay beside her, kissing her neck while teasing her clit. She turned her face towards him, begging softly to cum. He let his lips brush hers briefly. He straddled her body, letting her feel his hardness against her tummy. His hands caressed her arms, tracing lines down to her pits lightly. Sarah giggled softly, moaning as she felt his manhood rubbing against her. Licking her lips, she again begged to cum. He asked if she wanted 'this', wiggling it against her belly button. She giggled & nodded. He first knelt between her thighs, licking her thoroughly, sucking on her clit to get her to the edge of orgasm. Then, he untied her feet, leaving her legs free to move about. She bent her knees, opening her legs wider for him. He smiled & leaned forward, sinking into her. His mouth found her nipples, mouthing & sucking them as he stroked into her slowly. His hands softly fingered her pits, not so much tickling as caressing. She still giggled, her skin sensitized by the previous tickling. He could feel contractions through her pussy each time she giggled, making this more & more intense for him. He increased the pressure on her pits slightly & her laughing increased, her body both responding to his stroking dick but also to his tickling fingers. He could felt her pussy juices literally flowing around his dick. Abandoning his tickling, he stroked a little faster, kissing her deeply & massaging her breasts. Sarah moaned with all the sensations that he was giving her. For her, it was all so sweetly mixed up, adding up to such incredible ticklish/torment/teasing that she never had ever dreamed of. Her mind was a blur of feelings & emotions. Feeling his dick inside her aching body was heaven at this moment. His lips were so gentle & tender on her lips & nipples... His lips moved to her neck again, nibbling & kissing as he pumped into her a little faster. She groaned & undulated her hips under him. It was his turn to moan as she contracted her internal muscles on his dick. She ground herself into him, planting her heels into his ass cheeks as he increased the tempo. Even in his passion, he could feel that she was almost to her climax. Without him realizing, his hands snuck to her pits. She gasped & then screamed as his fingers, almost with a will of their own, danced into her pits. Sarah bucked & jerked in ticklish ecstasy as he pounded into her. He continued to nibble her neck as he tickled & tickled & tickled... Their bodies moved together, pounding together as he kissed & tickled her. Sarah giggled & moaned, bucking her body against him. Unable to control himself any longer, he jack hammered into her, holding her close, forgetting all about tickling for the moment. Tossing her head back & forth, Sarah cried out, grinding herself against him. Her orgasm hit her fast, overwhelming her while he rammed into her powerfully. Feeling her climax, he was helpless but to cum too. Clasping her closer, he cried out too, tensing & twitching. He collapsed on top of her, panting & groaning as he spent himself in her. Slowly recovering, he covered her face with kisses, whispering sweet nothings to her. Sarah smiled, sighing with the pleasurable after effects of her orgasm. He slid down her body, kissing every part, whispering how he loved her body. Suddenly, seeing that it would be light soon, he climbed off her, carefully pulled her shirt back down & retied her hands behind her back. He told her with deep regret that it was time to take her back home. He dressed her lower body in a pair of sweatpants that he had brought for that purpose. She sighed a little sadly as he sat her up on the edge of the bed. She obediently sat still while he gathered the few things that he had taken from her home, keys, and purse. He checked outside to see if there were any early risers. None were seen so he hoisted her over his shoulder easily & carried her to his car. On the drive back, Sarah asked sadly if she would hear from him again. He thought a moment & said that she would, at some point in time. He parked his car in her driveway, pulling to her back door. He got out & unlocked the back door, opening it so that he could carry her in easily. He pulled her into his arms, carrying her like a groom carries a bride, over the threshold. He laid her down on the couch, right where he found her & loosened her ropes enough so that she could get free with a little work. He kissed her deeply, thanking her for a truly wonderful experience. Sarah smiled & asked if this would ever happen again. He held her close for a moment, and then said that anything was possible. He told her that her purse was safe on the kitchen table & that he would lock the back door on the way out, that she would be safe. He kissed her again; loathe to leave her now that he knew just how wonderful she really was. He tore himself away, locking her back door on the way out. He started his journey home, heart a little heavy but then thought of the IM conversation that he knew would happen later. She would be eager to share all the details of her 'adventure' with him. He was looking forward to hearing all about it. Fantasies do Come True His knock sounded the hotel room door causing her to jump. She took a deep breath and reached for the door, opening it up to a pair of eyes that could see into her soul. He smiled at her, "I've missed you", He said. He reached for her and hugged her with all his strength. "I've missed you too", she replied. She took him by the hand and led him over to the bed where she sat down. She looked at him, trying to memorize all of him. She didn't want to forget a single moment of the time they shared together. He sat down next to her and touched her face. "Why do we wait so long to be with each other?" He leaned over and touched his lips to hers, just a whisper of a touch. She reached her arms up and looped them around his neck, dragging him in deeper. She needed more of him. His touch, his smell, intoxicated her. She wanted everything and anything he could give her, if only for the night. He ran his tongue along her lips, silently begging her to let him enter her mouth. When she did, he thrust his tongue into her mouth, dueling with hers. She moaned at the first contact. It felt so right. She ran her hands down his face, to his neck, feeling the muscles there. He pushed her back unto the bed, leaning on his arms trying to protect from his weight. She moaned for more of his touch. He ran his hands down her chest, reaching for her breasts, pinching her nipples through her shirt and bra, making her wet. He leaned back looking into her eyes, silently asking her permission to touch her. She reached for his hands and placed them under her shirt, giving both of them what they wanted. He quickly pulled off her shirt and undid her bra and stared down at her. "Your so beautiful", he breathed into her ear. He ran the tip of his tongue around the shell of her ear, causing her to gasp. He cupped her breasts in both hands, gently squeezing her. She grabbed the edge of his shirt and tore it over his head, desperate to feel his body against hers. She gasped when he laid his chest onto hers. The feel of it, exciting her more than she remembered. She kissed and nipped on his neck, moaning at the taste of him. He reached down and unzipped her pants, pulling them off as fast as he could. He quickly shed the rest of his clothes and laid down next to her. She turned towards him, looking at him, taking in every muscle, every shape of his body. "Make love to me," she begged him. He grabbed her and forced her over on her tummy and ran his hands down her back grabbing her legs and forcing her into position. He sat up on his knees and grabbed his cock, running it along her opening, teasing her with the feel of him. He positioned himself at the opening of her pussy and whispered into her ear, "Tell me what you want". She bucked forward and cried out. "Please don't make me say it! Please!" He arms were shaking. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was clenching in anticipation. He pulled his penis back so she could no longer feel him. "You have to tell me what you want." He kept running his hands around her thighs and tummy but wouldn't touch her on the one spot that would stop the ache. She kept whimpering, moaning for him to stop teasing her. "Please, take me!" She ground out. "Take you how?" He countered. Reaching up and pinching her nipples, causing her to arch her back. He could she her pussy glistening, and knew she wouldn't last much longer with the torment he was giving her. He lightly ran his fingertips down her sides and across her thighs. He kissed her neck and her back, leaving a trail of moisture. "Take me fast and hard! We can go slow another time, I need you!" She cried out. He grabbed his penis and found her entrance and as he grabbed her hips to steady her, plunged into her in one solid, long thrust. She bucked back against him crying out. "Please, don't go slow!" He pulled himself out to the entrance of her pussy and quickly slammed himself into her again and again. He reached around and found her clit, moist and throbbing. He gently flicked it causing her to arch her back and moan out his name. He kept up his relentless pumping into her pussy. In and out, in and out, faster and harder, slamming into her as hard as he could. He could feel her pussy muscles clench around his hard penis, making him groan. "Don't do that, you'll make me cum before I'm ready". He reached up to her breasts and massaged them, working his way towards her nipples. He gently tweaked on them, causing her to shudder. "Yes, like that! More, I need more!" She moaned. He squeezed her nipples harder and felt the beginning of her orgasm hit her. "Oh God, Yes! I'm cumming, I'm cumming!!!" He felt the first spasms of her orgasm and grabbed onto her hips to pump into her pussy faster. He felt his climax coming and couldn't hold back. He drove into her as fast as he could letting his climax rip through him. She felt him empty himself into her, once, twice, three times, feeling his cum hit her walls. She collapsed onto the bed, with him laying next to her. She didn't have the energy to open her eyes, but her smile told him everything was right. She reached for him, placing her hand on his heart. "Thank you", she said finally looking at him. He pulled her closer to him and she laid her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. "I just want to stay like this for a few minutes. I don't want this to end." She said. He pulled the blankets up over them and reached for the light. "We will. I'm yours for the night." She smiled at him, thinking about what she was going to do to him next.