1. Beth's Tickle Booth


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

    amazing, which was being restrained for the next customer. Keith decided he’d hit the restroom. He was slightly embarrassed he had a hard-on, but the extra-large hoodie he wore covered it up. That was a good thing. He didn’t know if the girls thought the fundraiser was just good clean fun, or if they truly knew what they were doing. Even if they knew this was a huge turn-on, he had to hand it to them. Teenage girls, all of them at least sweet sixteen, with hot bodies offering themselves up to horny teenage boys was a dream come true, and they were making who knows what kind of money. More power to them, he thought, as he headed to Zach’s father’s convenience store so he could jack off in private. * * * Word spread through texting and Facebook what was going on. What was supposed to be just a four hour set-up turned into eight. The girls took turns getting food and bringing it back to the booth. Some of the more reluctant girls tried just feet tickling at first, and while they were nervous, realized that laughing as hard as they did felt exhilarating. A few even decided to try having their armpits tickled as well. Because Beth organized it so well, with a stopwatch and Zach (and a few of his buddies) there to enforce the rules, the tickling only lasted thirty seconds tops. Because they were busy, however, the girls didn’t have much time to rest in between customers. They were excited at the crowds they were drawing. They could hardly wait for the event to be over, so they ...
    could see how much they raised. * * * Keith returned. He kind of resented having to get back in line, seeing as that the line got longer and longer as the day wore on. And sometimes, he’d get to the head of the line, and have to wait anyway, as Kayla was being tickled by another customer, but he wasn’t going to go with anyone else. She had rejected him several times in the hallways of Bryant High School, but out here, she couldn’t reject him at all. And since they were both eighteen, and seniors, this was his chance to get her before she graduated. Seeing her delicate wrists and ankles bound to the chaise lounge was just so exciting. The second time around, he started in with her feet, slow excruciating strokes that had her screaming. Her back arched, revealing her slim stomach, her sizable breasts undulating. Up, down, up, down her arches. He pretended her feet was his penis, those slow, delicate strokes that he used to tease himself. Her toes curled and flexed, as she shrieked. Her feet were so incredibly soft; his fingertips drank in the delicate skin, the sensitive skin that was being tormented. What he wouldn’t give to strip her beautiful body naked, tie her up tight, and just torment her with a feather all over, all over, with no time limit. Then, after a short break, he would just use his fingers, working his way up slowly, stroking the soles of her feet, then in between her toes, then sliding them up, up her firm calves, tracing long figure eights, then tickling her ...
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