Accepting My Fate: Made For Tickle Lovers!
Vol. 1 – Those MILF Next Door Vibes (Part 4)
(I did embellish this part of story when I wrote it, JUST for you tickle fetish fans... You're welcome 😜🫶🏻)
That quill on my dick stiffening details and wrinkles started your official tickle fever show... but it didn’t stay that way, did it? What began as evil, teasing circles with that, quickly turned into something far more relentless...
You fucker. 😤
You scrubbed my helpless soles with my own fucking hairbrush!! The one I kept on the open shelf of my own fucking bathroom! You went into my fucking bathroom?!
Dick.
You're a dick - Dragging the stiff bristles back and forth across my every soft, sensitive inch. The sensation was immediate and devastating. I tried so hard to hold it in, jaw clenched, body rigid against the ropes, but it was next to impossible! Giggles exploded out of me, turning into full, helpless laughter that echoed around my bedroom! I hated how easily I broke. I hated how wet I was getting the longer it went on. I hated you. 🤬
But you didn't care about that, did you?
Because you didn't stop. 🖕🏻
I have no idea how long you kept at it — twenty minutes? An hour? Time completely melted away while I was busy fighting the laughter, getting more and more infuriated with the fact (and more importantly with myself!) about how fucking horny my body was getting against my will!
Every new burst of bristles across my arches, every frantic scrabble over my toes, sent sparks straight to my pussy! My dominant, stubborn mind kept screaming no, no, no, but my traitorous body was dripping, aching, thighs trembling!! 😱
Then came the oil. 😨
You slathered it all over my soles! Cool (at first), slick, making everything ten times worse! MY hairbrush returned, now gliding through the slippery mess! You were scrubbing even harder now too... Faster, more mercilessly! I lost it completely! Helpless, shrieking laughter poured out of me as I thrashed uselessly in the ropes, big toes still tied tight, soles completely at your mercy! (Omfg I fucking hate you...)
When you finally stopped, I was a panting, giggling, (soaked 🤫) pissed off mess. Chest heaving, tears leaking from under the blindfold, every inch of me buzzing.
You gave me maybe a minute to feel safer and catch my breath? Then everything went dark again.
To Be Continued…
xoxo
- The Milf Next Door 😵💫