Ticklish Sex & Sunshine
Dedication to the beauty of Woman

(Posted on Friday, February 8, 2002)
This story was submitted by thegnome01@aol.com.

On a cold winter night, in a cold apartment, stood the world's loneliest young man. It was too bad it was a Saturday. Saturday's can be very boring without a gameplan. So laying on the couch I found myself watching one of my favorite movies "Superman." I was lonely, and about to fall asleep. Within 10 minutes of falling asleep and awaking, I got a phone call. "Hel..hel. hello?" I said shockingly.

It was my good friend Talia, who I had a crush on for the last year or so. She sounded really weird and was trying to explain something to me. I couldn't understand what she was saying, sounded like she was confused and frustrated about something. When I would ask is everything alright, she'd reply "Yes, everything is fine!" But I knew something was wrong.

Suddenly she started not to talk as much and not as fast. She was starting to crack up. Her voice didn't sound as sweet anymore. It sounded like the voice of a woman who felt hurt, mistreated, treated as an object. This was a voice that I myself couldn't stand hearing. For Talia.. it was rough. After about 30 minutes of trying to get her to tell me what the problem was she did.

It appears that her so-called boyfriend, was a fluke. He made love to her friend Maria. When Talia got to the end of the story of how she walked in on the what seemed like good sex, she told me that she bursted out in tears, and she slammed the phone on the reciever. I couldn't let Talia down and continue sleeping. She was my friend, the one girl that I had a crush on. I decided to throw some clothes on and drive to Talia's home.

Talia had never met a nice guy before, Always running into those losers I guess. Those guys, who don't appreciate women and treat them like jackshit. I figured that I could get there and comfort her, show her some care and concern. I arrived there kinda quickly. As I jumped out of my car, I couldn't help but think, "what is the reason for this girl to deal with this bullshit. She's pretty, sexy and has her head in the right direction."

I knocked on the door and didn't get an answer the first time. I knocked a second
time, I didn't get an answer. So I peeped through the mailslot and started yelling her name. "Talia, would you please open the door!" She didn't answer. "Talia I'm sorry this happened, let me just come in for a second please!"

Talia needed somebody to talked to, she couldn't say no. She opened the door and gave me that puppy dog look. With those tears so bright, they looked like little mirrors. I immediately hugged her and walked her over to the couch. "What happened?" I asked. She responded in her cutest little I lost my wagon voice.
"Well...he..he.. said...sniff...that...sniff. he's goin... sniff... to the store... sniff... and
he.. he... She couldn't get it out.

Apparently after translating wagon to English language she said, that he went to the store to get something to eat. He ate something alright, Maria's pussy. Talia was so sad and irate, that she was kicking and screaming in my ear. "I hate this son of a bitch! I should beat both there asses."

In her own house, I offered her some warm tea. She accepted it and started to calm down a bit. She told me that she was feeling really bad and glad that I came to the rescue. She appreciated me driving to her house in the middle of night, just to make sure that she could sleep with at least a smirk on her face. "Its all good." I told her, "Just go get some rest and I'll check on you tommorow."

These next words, changed my life. She replied back by saying, "Well, I was.... wondering... if.... you.. could ...maybe...spend.. the..night...with me."

I didn't know what the hell to do. Yes I cared about Talia, I had the biggest crush on her. But I knew by me staying here something I want could possibly happen. But maybe she might not want it. I didn't want to take advantage of a woman. But with a day off from work the next day, I wasn't about to turn this down.

"Ah...well...sure sure." I replied.

I decided that this was a major strike and I should be the gentleman and follow her lead. So we talked for maybe a few more hours or so and decided we were both dead tired. We had some laughs too. I kept it cool, acted like I didn't know what could possibly happen next. "Ah.. where do I sleep?"

"Wherever's comfortable for you." she replied.

Hearing that, I took advantage of the situation. "Well, you know... .. kinda.. like.. like... to.. to.. sleep in be..be..beds."

She made a small smirk and said, "Yea well I like beds too." She headed upstairs.

I thought, "Whoa what a embarrassing moment."

She yelled downstairs to me. "Are you coming or what?" I jumped off that couch like something stuck me in the ass. I leaped those stairs and made my way to the door of her bedroom. But then I slowed down to think, where we might possibly go next.

I opened Talia's bedroom door to find it, pitch black. After about 2 minutes of feeling around on the wall, I found the lightswitch. I turned the light on to see Talia lying face first on her pillow. I could hear her muffled cry's. I could also see near the foot of the bed, the most beautiful and delicate feet a man could ever witness. I thought back to my younger days, of how I wanted to lock those feet in my arms and tickle them. But now was no time for that. I calmly sat on Talia's back and started rubbing her shoulders. For another hour I listened to her cry and sniff tears away. But this time, I didn't tell her to calm down or relax. I just kept rubbing her shoulders.

Finally after about a hour, she fell asleep. After she fell asleep, I followed. I dreamed of some type of bug that was biting me. I couldn't get it off though. Everytime I would attack it, it would disappear and continue its path of destruction. To my suprise it was Talia.

I awoke with the widest eyes. I turned and looked at her, we glanced into each
others eyes and started kissing. After awhile of kissing and rubbing she started to get really wild and sexy. I told her. "Talia, if you don't cool down, I'm goin have
to tie you up."

She dared me by saying, "You ain't goin tie shit up!"

I leaped of the bed and cut the light on. I dug in her closet and found some handcuffs and soft coarse rope. My dream was about to come true. I tied both her wrist to the headset. I sat on her waist and glanced at her.

"Oh shit, you really did tie me up." she said. She was suprised. "Now what you
gonna do...nothing?" She said sarcastically. I made a evil smirk on my face and it faded to a wicked smile. "What are you smiling at?" She asked.

I said absolutely nothing, I just started lightly tickling her under her arms. Very slowly, tracing little circles in her armpits with my fingertips.

"WOOOO, HA-HA-HA-, AHHHHH....HEE-HEE-HEE. NO!!!" She was laughing and twisting her body side to side as I ran my fingers all up and down her arms and lower sides. She couldn't take it. So I slowed down so she could get some air. ''You...play...too...much... hee-hee. I got off of her waist and glanced at her pretty feet and toes at the bottom of the bed. Her toes were painted with a french manicure.

Immediately after I glanced at her feet and then glanced at her with that sick smile I gave her earlier. I decided that I was going to tickle her feet. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Talia..you know you have some cute little feet right?"

She immediately caught on. "NO!!! -NO!!! PLEASE!!!- PLEASE!!!" She cried, she was kicking & swinging her legs away from me. Her feet weren't tied so she was able to move them freely. I grabbed her left leg and attached the rope and hanfcuff to her ankle. I did the same with her right leg. Now I had this fine woman tied wrist to ankle on her bed. She was barefooted and her feet were drop-dead cute. I hadn't even start tickling her yet, and her toes were curling. Her feet were kicking and strectching back and forth. She was grunting and moaning trying to get free.

Before I got started I glanced on her dresser, to my suprise I found a dusting feather. I reached over grabbed the dusting feathers and plucked the largest feather off. I waved it in the air and lowered towards those beautiful feet. I said her name very slow and sexy as I teased her with the feather. "Taaaliiiaa, Taaaliiiaa, you aren't ticklish right here are you?" Immediately after I asked her that, I twinkled the large feather on her five toes.

"AHHHHH-  OH..HEE-HEE-HEE!!! NO!!! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!! THIS...IS NOT HAPPENING!!" She said.

"Oh yes it is." I responded. I stopped for a second to listen to her plead.

"Let me go, I won't doubt you anymore, please, please! she cried.

"I don't know." I responded as I dragged the feather through the center of her soles.

"You--shoul-ha-ha-ha-ha be nice for ch-ch-change. I stopped and let her get some air. She started crying as I continued after a minute or so of me dragging that feather in between her beautiful toes. I immediately stopped and let her loose. She hugged me and said, "I'm sure goin to miss him." Her eyes were filled with tears and she was crying really soft. I hugged her back. She then glanced into my eyes and asked me demanded these very words. "Tonight.... I want... you to make...love to me!"

I didn't say a word, I just glanced into her eyes for a minute and asked her is this
what she wanted. She told me that although it seems slutty, that would make her feel awhole lot better. So I proceeded. I undressed the remaining bra and panties and we made love that night in her bed. I felt a shower of sparks as I made love to her that night. I felt like I was in heaven. I felt so different. I felt like this was the begining of a new ship. Whether it was a friendship or a relationship. I hoped
that in the morning she wouldn't scream at me to get out and say she doesn't remember me being here.

But no. We awoke the next morning together at about 6am. We both shared a chair in her living room and we watched the sunrise together. I felt like that morning that the sun had rose and smiled in my face and said. "Congratulations! you just found one of heaven's angels."

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