A little fantasy for ✨Male Tickle Monday✨
I walk in from a long day of work. I’m tired and stressed and need some sort of stress relief. That’s when I see it: the box sitting on my bed. It looked like a present, neatly wrapped with a big red bow. I wonder what it could possibly be 👀
Carefully opening the lid, a pair of nice, soft, male feet are sitting in there, defenseless. They seem to be coming out of a portal in the bottom of the box! I wonder where the rest of the body is? Someone somewhere is ankle deep in a portal wondering what is going to happen to their feet on the other side. Well…might as well give a little comfort.
I start to gently massage them with some baby oil, really getting them slick and soft. I bet whoever is on the other end of these feet are really enjoying themselves. The toes seem to flex in pleasure, absorbing every erogenous feeling as my hands work their magic. I accidentally graze my nails across the soles, and the toes wiggle excitedly. “Oh you like that do you? Well let’s see how this suits you” I say, as I give a quick little tickle on the soles again. The feet shake back and forth showing me they must be very sensitive, and very ticklish 😈 I think it’s time to have some fun
I start nicely, poking little spots here and there to gauge reactions. It seems the soles and balls of the feet are very sensitive. I wonder how the sides of the feet with fare. I give them a light graze and the feet dance wildly in the box, seeming to want to get away. We can’t have that though, can we? 🤭 I proceed to tie the big toes and ankles together and give another little test tickle. Ahhhh yes, wiggling toes and shaking feet, that must have done the trick.
I start lightly tickling all over the soles with my nails, every so often raking them up and down to watch the ticklish reactions. The feet almost seem to be vibrating now, reacting nicely to every little scritch and scratch. This is too much fun! I can’t help but keep going, barely touching them with my nails, driving whoever was on the other side mad with ticklish agony. I wonder how sensitive these feet really are. I pull out a stiff feather and trail it all over, making the feet shake like crazy. A nice pair of feather ticklish feet are a perfect stress reliever! I think I’ll keep doing this for a while 😉
I just remembered the hairbrush perched on my nightstand, I MUST put it to some use here. I put more oil on the feet and begin my torment. I brush up and down the feet slowly, watching the toes fan out as I do so. Oh? Could this be pleasure? Does it tickle? Let’s keep going just to be sure. I quicken my pace, and saw the brush back and forth gently over the sensitive soles. The toes stretch and scrunch. I bet that feels so good, teasing every erogenous zone. I bet whoever this is, he’s loving every second of THIS torment. I give a little ✨ tickle tickle✨ with my nails again, and the feet scrunch. Oooooooo that must be sooooo ticklish feeling. Might need to do the nails again for a while.
I keep up my ticklish escapades for well over 2 hours, stopping to massage between each tool used. I take a single nail on each foot and tickle up and down the soles very gently. The toes seem to go mad. Then suddenly…the toes flex hard and then rest. It almost seems like…no. He couldn’t have. Did he just orgasm on the other side? The toes tell me he did, but let’s test the theory. I give a quick tickle up the soles with my nails, skittering on every inch. The feet go wild, seeming to be more sensitive than before. He did cum! Well…mustn’t let this sensitivity go to waste…😈
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