A Tickling Fantasy
We have met at the head of a trail and hiked for about an hour.
The trail is easy and winding. The forest cool and inviting.
As we walk hand in hand, we talk about what ever comes to mind.
It is an easy walk and we stroll along, taking our time and
enjoying the outdoors. We come to clearing in the woods.
A small cabin sits in the center with a hot tub out front.
We take our day packs with our snacks and drinks into the
small cabin and place them on the table. You stop and look
around.
There is only one room. It contains the kitchen area, and
old but very clean enamel sink, a gas stove and small counter.
The table sits close to these and on the other side of the
room is a king-sized four poster bed. The bed has a homemade
quilt on it with a lot of pillows.
The cabin, itself, is rustic but very clean. There is a plank
floor with old-fashioned braided rugs on it. The rounded
log walls inside show the care the builder used to scribe
fit them. The small fireplace is well built and has an antique
hook and cast-iron dutch oven hanging in it. The windows
are clean and rays of sunlight filter through them, bringing
a lot of light into the room.
You turn around in time to see me walk through the door outside
again and follow. When you reach the door, you see me standing
by the hot tub, taking off my clothes. You join me. As we step
into the warm water, I become playfulsplashing you and
moving to the far side. This results in a small wrestling
match in the water, with you grabbing me and me getting away
once or twice, but then finally you succeed in subduing
me. As you hold me down and our bodies touch, the laughter
goes out of our eyes and is replaced by something much deeper.
With your arms and body pinning me down, you slowly lower
your head and kiss me. At first it is a light kiss and you draw
back and look into my eyes. The mischievous glint is gone
from them, but is replaced by a look of desire. Still holding
me down, you kiss me again, this time deeper and longer,
your tongue searching for mine and finding it. As the kiss
draws slowly to an end, you decide that now is the time.
You release me and stand up, taking my hand and pulling me
up beside you. We both step out of the hot tub and walk to the
cabin, still hand in hand. You walk over to your day pack
and pull out four cuffs and some rope and turn to look at me.
I am still standing in the doorway, naked, with the sunlight
shining around my body, catching the water droplet and
making it shimmer.
You walk back over to me, take my hand and lead me to the bed.
There you gently push me down on the edge of it. You lay the
rope and three of the cuffs on the bed and proceed to put one
around my wrist. Then you pick up the other and put it on my
other wrist. After clipping the two together in front of
me, you gently push me back on the bed and position me so that
you can tie my hands to the headboard above my head. Once
this is done, you push the other cuffs and rope to the foot
of the bed.
Then you come back to the head of the bed and sit down beside
me. Once again you kiss me, deep and long. I kiss you back
just as deeply. Your hands begin to roam on my body. First
you gently run your thumbs across my nipples until I squirm.
Then you lower your head and begin to gently suck the now
rigid nipples and your hand moves lower, across my abdomen.
Lightly your fingers run across it, tickling my lower belly
and then my sides. You feel my body moving beneath you and
know you have only just begun.
You raise your head and sit up, then move lower on the bed.
Your hands now move lower as well, until you are caressing
my inner thighs. From knee to just below my pussy, barely
brushing it with your fingertips, feeling its warm wetness,
and then back down. You watch my hips arch to meet your fingers
as you move them down again and hear my soft moans of frustration.
Then slowly back up your hands travel, this time gently
stroking my clit. My legs spread wider and my hips arch more.
Now the moans are ones of desire. You take my clit between
your thumb and finger and begin to stroke it, watching me
get closer and feeling the wetness my desire causes. Then
your fingers slide down and begin to gently pull on my lips.
As they do so, you tell me, "Be still now. If you move
then I will know that you want to be tickled again. So lie
still."
Your fingers continue to tease as I try to lie still. But
you and I both know that I wont last long and I dont. Soon
my hips are moving again. Your other hand reaches up to my
sides and just before you begin to tickle me you tell me,
"Keep your legs spread, Love." Then you start
tickling. Again we both know that I cant do that, and sure
enough, as I begin to squirm from the double pleasure of
the tickling and your continued teasing of my pussy lips,
my thighs close.
You shake your head and stop tickling and teasing me. You
stand and walk to the foot of the bed, putting a cuff on first
one ankle and securing it to the bed and then the other. Now
my legs are spread wide open and my hands are still tied above
my head. You sit down beside me again and your fingers run
gently the length of my lips, slowly parting them. You can
see my juices glistening on them and lower your head to gently
lick between them. I moan softly and pull at my restraints,
wanting to pull your head in close to me. But you continue
to tease.
Then you raise your head and move between my legs, and looking
into my eyes once again telling me, "Now be still.
You know the penalty for moving." Now your finger
slides between my lips and just inside of me. I catch myself
before my hips move, but cannot stop the moan that comes.
You move your finger back and forth just inside of me, making
me crave more but not giving any more. Now your cock is hard
and wet and you want to slide inside of my warm wetness, but
you wait.
Your finger slides inside me very slowly, until it is all
the way in and then you slide it back out again. You watch
me struggle not to move and know it is just a matter of time
until I do. Already my head is tossing back and forth and
my hands are in fists trying to be still. You continue sliding
your finger in and out until I am very wet and then slide a
second one in. I cannot stand it any more and my hips arch
up to meet your fingers. Once again, your other hand moves
up and begins to tickle my sides and belly.
"Now you can move all you want to, " you tell
me. And I do. The feelings of desire that the tickling and
your stroking fingers brings is almost more than I can stand.
My hips arch and wiggle trying to get more of your fingers
inside of me. My body twists and shudders as the heat in me
rises. You wait until I am almost ready and the then stop
tickling and running your fingers in and out of me. I groan
in frustration.
Now you reach behind you and release my legs. You take the
ankles and bring them up, spreading my legs wide apart.
The head of your cock is now very wet too, and you slide him
between my lips, only letting a little go in and watching
as I stretch for more. Slowly you begin to enter mea slow
steady pace, all the way to the very hilt. My soft moans now
change to a deep groan and my hips wiggle to meet yours. Then
slowly you withdraw.
I try to increase the pace with my hips, but you continue
the slow steady pace. Slowly you slide in, and then slowly
back out. My hips arch to meet yours and wiggle as I try to
increase the pace. The desire within me rises with each
stroke and still you move slowly. Now you are getting close
too. Finally I cannot take any more and begin to buck wildly,
my hips meeting your thrusts and then squirming back and
forth on you as your bury yourself deep inside of me. Shortly
you join me. Our moans combine, as do our juices and our bodies.
Then slowly we subside. You release my legs and lean down
to kiss me. My lips meet yours as you untie my hands and unclip
them. My legs lock around your hips holding you inside of
me. My arms go around your chest, pulling you close to me.
Then my hands begin to gently stroke you as we lie there,
sated, floating, enjoying each other.
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