Tickling My Boyfriend: The First Plot (FF/M)
About this deal
I would be more than happy to, Mrs Fleecer.” Climbing over Caroline's legs, Katie sat between her boyfriend's mother and Tara, sinking into the cushion and getting comfortable. Untying her laces, Katie revealed a pair of extremely sweaty and pink bare feet, planting them right before Billy's face which was held in place by the other feet. Three fingers.” This came around the same amount of time later. With each progression they sounded less monotone, poorly hidden excitement breaching the mask they had put on. Adam assumed that they were imitating their mother. Having met her, a textbook disciplinarian, he could see her doing the very same thing but taking less pleasure out of the task. In which Ika gets the fearsome Chizuru Language: English Words: 2,338 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 1 Hits: 57
MMMMMPPPPPHHHHH. MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPPHHH!” Adam tried to object, tried to shake his head, tried to do anything. But he couldn't. All he could do was watch as his mom opened the jar at a slow, taunting rate. Over the course of the brutal 250 hit combo, Billy went through a range of states. At first he was moaning, which became faster and faster as he approached the edge at high speed. Then, 115 hits into the ultimate finisher, Billy tensed up suddenly, becoming still as he was overcome by an orgasm. He moaned loudly, trying not to think about the disgustingly sour flavour of his mom's pantyhose and the toes which cupped his nose when Caroline caught wind of what was going on. “Already?” She teased, giving her son's nose a squeeze. “We aren't even halfway through the combo Billy.”Karen looked like she suddenly realised something. “Oh shit, I didn't even think about that! I didn't spoil anything, did I?”
C'mon Adam!” Karen encouraged her nephew. “You can do it! Just think about the position you're in, the spots that we've left vulnerable. Think about the things that we could do to those parts of your body, how we can make you regret ever refusing to massage our big, smelly feet.” Erin then got up, stood over my bound and helpless body for about a minute, and when the timer was just about out again, she jabbed her big toe into my hips and wiggled it for about 3 seconds. I bolted upright and screamed again. Adam knew perfectly well that his younger sister would jump at the chance to make him suffer. She'd likely spend hours at a time down here, driving him insane. He didn't want that at all. Adam had slowed down in an effort to minimise the misery of his taste buds but with the new risk involved, his tongue went into overdrive. At a rapid pace, Adam's mouth hoovered up what was left of the filth on his mom's toes, parting his lips again and letting the four toes go completely.Done.” He stated, still able to taste the salty sourness of unwashed feet. He feared that might be the case for hours to come. There we go, perfect!” Caroline said proudly, grabbing the roll of duct tape that Katie had left close by. Tearing off a sizeable strip, she reapplied the adhesive tool over Billy's lips, making sure he couldn't simply spit out the gag. “So, how does my foot sweat taste today? I suppose my leg and ass sweat have been absorbed by those things too, huh?” He was correct. From the moment that Caroline really started trying, started running those tine, which were pressed nice and deep into the malleable flesh at this point, up and down Billy's soles. If his squirming was frantic before, it was even worse now. Caroline couldn't help but join her son in laughter, feeling his feet trying to break free of the vice grip that her thighs had on them. But his struggles were to no avail.
As long as you aren't going to ask for mercy, go ahead. This is supposed to be punishment after all.” He wasn't going to ask for mercy, knowing what the outcome would be, but it wasn't overly reassuring that none was available. Karen, I know you're enjoying yourself, but do you have to sit so close to me? I can feel your hope digging into my leg.” Kim said, moving her butt to try and get a little more comfortable. Adam felt a growing pit of dread, that wasn't Karen's hip that his mother felt.And I'm your mother. Tell me Adam, how is this appropriate? I feel embarrassed.” Kim appeared to be distant and disappointed, although it was hard for Adam to tell currently with two sweaty, dirty feet smothering his face. Bet you wished you just rubbed our sweaty feet now, huh son?” Kim put on a hard tone but she was enjoying this as much, if not more, than her sister. “Don't worry, after we're done with you tonight you'll be eager to attend to a longer list of duties than you're used to. Yes, rubbing these big feet of mine shall be high up on said list.” Good.” Annabelle looked at her mom, let’s call her Gretchen (50ish, also pretty fit) “Mom, come help me.”