No chance

"This should do it, Mikey!"

Original Title The neighbour trap (m/f, fF/m, nylons, sexually explicit)

Original Author: startersuperchat

Original Publishing Date: Nov 8, 2022

Original Source: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/the-neighbour-trap-m-f-fm-m-nylons-sexually-explicit.346364/

Until I'm able to find an idea to pursue my dentist story, here's another story/fantasy of mine. Hope you will like it. Once again, sorry for my english, it is not my mother tongue.

I've been living in my neighbourhood for nearly 13 years without ever really knowing my neighbours. One summer, I got the chance to meet two of my newest neighbours, a young lesbian couple, and after a few encounters, we rapidly became some sort of good friends. The younger femme wife was really hot, blonde, green eyed, around 5 foot/152 cms. What really stood out about her was her amazing little feet. Since it was summer, I had the chance to see her a lot in skirts, shorts and summer dresses, but never yet in nylons. Her taller Amazonian wife was always wearing trousers, she looked like a taller Gal Gadot.

Then came winter, and I crossed my finger every day that I would finally see her in tights. One day that we were both working from home, I accidentally saw her outside, coming from some errands, getting out a lot of bags from her car. But that wasn't what got my attention. What got me outside faster than a cartoon was that she was finally wearing some amazing navy-blue tights.

The only thing I could see was the top of her legs, since she was wearing snow boots. I came outside, greeted her warmly. I asked her if she needed help with her groceries. She kindly accepted, with one of the most beautiful smiles that I’ve ever seen. I must confess that I was secretly in love with her. From the moment I first laid eyes on her, I would have done anything to be with her every day.

Once inside, I helped her with her bags and asked her if she wanted me to help sort her stuff, as I was not busy (that was a rampant lie). My heart started to race as she answered: ''Yes, that would be really helpful. Thank you so much". To my intense delight, she proceeded to remove her boots, which had some zippers on the side. I told myself: "even in my wildest fantasy, I would never have dreamt of that".... if I only knew...).

I tried my best not to stare too much at her feet, while she was zipping down the boots. I guess I wasn't really a good spy as she soon noticed what I was doing. "Well, I think someone likes feet, am I wrong?" she asked. I felt my face becoming red hot and mumbled "so sorry about that, yes, I kind of like women in tights, and you have wonderful feet".

I couldn't believe that I had just said that. She once again returned me that smile that I was so in love with. "I guess you would like to tickle them too?" she asked. I thought to myself "Did she really asked me that, or am I fantasizing?". I mumbled, now really shy " I don't know how you guessed that, but yes, I'm kind of into tickling". She said that in all honestly, she wished that I would answer yes, as she was into tickling since a long time, though her wife who was a dominant wife was more into edging her, and thought that they were quite alone into that kind of fantasy in the region.

Long story short, she asked me if I would like to do a small tickling session, nothing fancy, to see if we could have some little fun. I said yes immediately and we then proceeded to her room. She had some ropes in her drawer (I found that strange since she told me her dominant wife wasn't much into tickling, but didn't think too much as I was already really exited and aroused, the heat pooling inside me and I was starting to leak).

I tried my best to tie her on the bed, legs and harms spread out, and than, with a lot of hesitation, started to tickle her feet, in a really clumsy way. Her reaction was beyond my wildest dream. She tried to escape my finger the best she could, moving in all direction, as much as the restrains could let her move. But the most amazing thing was her laugh. It was loud, frantic and uncontrollable. I guess it encourages me as I thought I was getting more and more better at this. I tortured her for maybe 20 minutes until she asked, half scared, if I could stop. I couldn't, as I was too aroused, my pussy was staining my g-string. She started to panic has my fingers were gliding on her amazing tights, and I guess her screams were too loud for me to hear that her dominant wife was back too.

I understood quite fast that I was into big trouble when I saw some kind of relief in her eyes while she was staring at my back. I wasn't even finished with her feet that I felt something hitting my head. I felt down **** right away. When I woke up, while wondering where I was and what has happened, I rapidly noticed that it was me now tied down on the bed, without my clothes, except for my legs that were in navy blue nylons, which I understood were my neighbour's.

"Well, well, seems like we have something to talk about, you sexy bitch!" her dominant wife asked. "You thought you could tickle my wife like this without getting caught?". I tried to tell her that I was sorry, that she had ask me to do it, that it was a consensual decision. She then went on the side of the bed, with a grin in her face. "I lied a little bit, my dear" she said. "Yes I'm into tickling, but my dominant wife is too, and while we were preparing for our little tickling fun, I texted her to let her know that I had finally found someone to go on with our fantasy: to tickle **** a single woman for as long as we wanted". At that point, I was scared like hell, even though my dripping pussy was saying otherwise.

She noticed it immediately. "Someone is saying yes to my proposition already I think". I had never worn nylons in my life. Despite my size, I am a bit of a stereotypical tough Latina lesbian. So when her dominant, Amazonian wife attacked my feet, I didn't expect the terrible sensation I was experiencing. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” I screamed. It was tickling like hell, like if the fabric was increasing the tickling sensation, while helping her finger gliding on my feet. I lost the track of time and also my breath as she experimented with my trembling peds. She knew exactly how to tickle every inch of my feet, on the side, on the top, between the toes, across the arches. I thought I might die, I howled and scream so much.

After an absolute age, it finally stopped, just as I thought I was about to faint again. "I wouldn't want your feet to become desensitized." she said with this smile of her. The submissive wife moved quickly to my armpits and started tickling them, as her dominant wife attacked my sides. I knew I was ticklish on my feet, but never thought I would be elsewhere. It was pure ****. I couldn't stand their attack and it rapidly became evident that they were quite good in that.

They gave me some time to breath, but it wasn't very long until they came back to the tickling. "I guess her feet are lonely" she told her dominant wife. "Yes my dear, you are right, I'll go back to them". she went to her drawer, took a hairbrush and while I was begging for mercy, proceeded to tickle my feet again with the tool. It was horrible. It tickled so much that I was kinda of crying at this point, begging for mercy, my pussy was leaking and liquid was pouring through the nylon fabric.

She noticed it again and stopped tickling my armpits. "Would you like it if I tickled your poor little exited pussy?" I managed to shout a loud no between my laughing and crying. "I think this is a yes". She took a feather in one of her drawers and started tormenting my pussy with it. It was one of the strangest yet pleasurable feeling since I was so tired by the tickling ****, yet aroused by the feather. "I don't know if you are aware of this fact, but women are way more ticklish once they come".

She started to finger me, her thumb rubbing my trembling as I tried my best to keep from climaxing. I guess I was resisting too well as though her dominant wife was still tickling my feet (at this point I think she was using an electric toothbrush, I haven't even noticed), I wasn't coming at all. She started to became angry. "I'll make you come my little **** bitch, then this ordeal will seem like a dream.". She stopped the fingering and went behind me so I couldn't see what she was doing. The agony of the toothbrush’s treatment distracted me from further enquiry. “I have a large strap-on, perfect for your ass, little putina!” declared the dominant Amazon.

When the submissive beauty stood in front of me, she had green tights, and I managed to noticed how beautiful her legs and feet were in those. "Even in a complete **** position, without a way to escape, she still watched my feet. Let's punish her my dear". Her dominant wife smirked, nodded in approval and increased the speed of the toothbrush.

At this point, I was a complete, howling wreck, barely able to retain my sanity. The blonde proceeded to give me one of the most exquisite foot job as her toes entered my lips and rubbed my clit. The fabric overwhelmed me & I came in one the most incredible orgasm I ever had. While she was doing her job, her dominant Amazon wife had stopped tickling me. She gave me a few minutes to come back to my senses. "Well, now that you had your little fun, let's see if the stories are true about post orgasm tickling". As I trembled in fear, the blonde stared at her dominant Amazonian wife and declared "Punish her like you never did before..."