You were really the only option at the bar tonight, and every man there knew it. Each of them was trying to buy you drinks, to separate you from your friends. And each of them had been unsuccessful. You were relatively unimpaired, your friends were all there, and it was time to go.
And so I followed you, tailing behind your uber, knowing none of you were looking for that kind of thing. All I had to do was hope your friends would go the fuck home.
Thankfully, they only stayed over for an hour or so. I made sure to keep myself hard while I was ready. What I was planning was going to happen quick, there was no time for concerns like that.
Thankfully I wouldn’t need to worry about that. Seeing you there, taking your bra off as you prepared for bed, cemented in my mind that what I was about to do was worth it.
Just as you noticed your door opening, I was on you. One hand over your mouth so you couldn’t spook your neighbors, the other effortlessly restraining your hands. You knew that I was going to hurt you if you weren’t a good girl, didn’t you? That i was going to violate you and kidnap you.
You made the right call. Just sitting there sobbing, waiting for it to be over. You had gone limp, so I started to drag you to bed.
…was that a fucking moan? My fingers had just brushed over your armpit as I got a grip on you.i did it again as an experiment and was met with a combination of a laugh, a moan. And a sob. I think we’re going to have quite a bit of fun tonight pet.
I find some various scraps of clothes lying around and tie you spread eagle to the bed. I didn’t want your legs flailing much, not with what was about to happen. And there you were, naked, ashamed. Stuttering for help in a desperate effort to hide that you had moaned for me. To hide that you were wet.
You were perfect.
I started with your feet, getting a much more desperate reaction out of you. You tried to flail, to kick me. But my knots held.
I had to taste you at that point. I pushed my tongue into your aching wetness as you cried out for me. There weren’t even any tears this time. Were there pet? Instead you just convulsed for me. Moaning my name and laughing even as you soaked down on my tongue.
I knew I had you. I trailed both my mouth and my hands up your body. Exploring each and every inch of you, finding the places that tasted the best, that marked the easiest. And finding just what made your squirm the most..
I settled on your armpits again, attacking them as I lined up my stiff fucking prick against you. Your hysterical laughing turned into one long moan as I pressed in, not letting up on your sensitive skin.
Fuck you gripped down so tightly. I tickled you as hard as I could, moving all over your perfect body as I felt you tighten down on me. You weren’t even pretending you didn’t like it anymore. Were you? Not even as you came, not even as I redoubled my efforts as I came inside you.
You didn’t even protest when I kissed you after, did you? Or when I cuddled into you and fell asleep. You’d be right where I left you, aching for more. Needing more. And I would give it to you
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wlg63o/mf_finding_out_youre_sensitive_nc_tickling