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Beth's Tickle Booth

Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Fetish, Author: JanellElizabethMeyer, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

and have an orgasm at the same time. “I don’t know. Let me ask,” said Cassie. Beth was having her armpits tickled and Cassie waited until the stopwatch ran out. “Beth, I have someone who wants to pay in advance. I guess he wants multiple sessions.” “No way. If he wants more, he’s going to have to get back in line. We’ve got to let the girls have a bit of a break in between customers.” “Sorry, you can only pay for one thing at a time. You’ll have to get back in line for more.” “Fine,” said Keith, taking out a wad of cash and counting it. He had $300. Cassie quietly gasped. “I want Kayla,” said Keith. “Armpits first.” Cassie took the twenty dollar bill he offered to her and gave him ten dollars back. After Kayla was done with her current customer, Becky unbound her, and Kayla sipped some water. Cassie motioned Keith into the tickling area, and Kayla lay down on the chaise. Her face registered surprise at seeing Keith. “Oh hi,” she said, without much enthusiasm. “Hi Kayla,” he said. “Funny seeing you here.” His face wore a grim expression she wasn’t comfortable with. “I’ve got a lot of money. I paid for armpits first.” Becky bound Kayla’s wrists to the lounge chair and then bound her ankles. The sight of the gorgeous girl helpless in front of him brought back that weird feeling again. Her arms raised above her head made her breasts seem even bigger. He didn’t opt to use a tickling implement, because tickling her armpits was probably the next best thing to tickling her breasts, ... and he wanted his fingertips to savor the sensation. Becky set the clock. “Thirty seconds. Start when I say go. Stop when I say stop. On my count. Three, two, one … GO!” Keith bent over Kayla. When his fingertips felt the lovely softness of her armpits, it was bliss. His style was mostly slow, and gentle. He traced circles, figure eights, and straight lines. Occasionally, he went for a surprise dig, but the excruciatingly slow approach was really turning him on. He varied his technique; tickling one pit while not doing anything to the other one, then doing random patterns on both at the same time. Kayla was giggling and squirming, well, as much as someone restrained could squirm. Those full breasts gyrating like some X-rated perpetual motion machine. Seeing them wiggle so frantically, and knowing he was the cause of that movement was making Keith crazy. In a way, this was better than watching porn. She would probably never go out with him now, but come to think of it, this was much better than a date. Here she was, practically naked, restrained, and at his mercy. “Ten seconds, nine, eight…” said Becky. Keith frantically moved his fingers, going faster, and faster, and faster, until his time ran out. “One, stop!” said Becky. Keith stood up. “I’ll be back,” he said. He made his way behind the lounges and out of the booth. Jesus, he was hard. Should he jack off now, or wait? He looked at the line of teenage boys, then back at Kayla. Damn, what a fucking turn on. And her body was ...