* This Video contains BOTH Part 1 AND Part 2 of "The Weak Spot" *
It all happened so fast ... I don’t really remember much. One minute, I was sitting on the front step, catching my breath after a nice, long jog, the next minute I was here. Where’s here?!
I can’t look around because of the soft, satin material covering my eyes. A blindfold. I would have panicked if not for the very familiar jazz song playing in the background, and the faint, comforting smell of a very familiar calonge. I know that song and scent all too well! This is Myles’ room! You could say Myles & I are really close. We hang out a lot, have a ton of mutual friends and occasionally have some pretty great sex together! Which is the main reason that I know that jazz song so well...
It’s always stayed relaxed and casual, but we’re both fine with that.
With the immediate threat of danger out of my mind, I evaluate the predicament I’m in, and the growing nervous anticipation that came with it. I had a pretty good idea what I was in for!
See, I wasn’t just in his room. I was tied to his bed in his room. From what I could tell, I was still, with the exception of my gym shorts, I wearing my jogging gear. Shoes and all, I was tied up, with my wrists to my ankles, and my legs tied apart. It was a very vulnerable position! Feet up, legs wide open, and the thin satin material of my sports panties pressing tightly against my clit ...
Long story short, Myles is a kinky guy! He has a foot fetish that he’s never been shy with me about, as well as a love for tickling and erotic BDSM stuff. I’ve always played along with the foot fetish thing, I even let him suck my toes and lick my feet from time to time! It actually feels great! But that’s where I always draw the line. I’m pretty sure my feet are super ticklish, and I’ve got a few weak spots that I don’t want anyone finding out about! One really weak spot in particular... So while I was intrigued about the whole “being tied up” thing, there was no way I was going to risk it! Which is exactly why I’m here.
Myles has been trying to tickle me for ages, especially my feet! I always say no, and threaten that I’ll take away his foot licking privileges if he does, which always makes him behave! But he always insists that “he’ll get me one day” looks like this was the day he followed through on his word.
As I take in my position one more time, I can’t shake the nervous feeling that he knows about THE weak spot! I mean, why else would he tie me with my legs SO wide open?! It’s not impossible that he knows... a few of my girlfriends know, and they ARE mutual friends of Myles! I can only pray that he doesn’t!
I finally hear him enter the room. I can feel his proud, cheeky grin, but I stay quiet, smug and stubborn, doing my best not to give him any satisfaction. We both know why I’m here and I’m not going to make this easy for him. No matter what, I’m not going to laugh, giggle, beg or moan! Now, if only I could convince myself of that ... But when the first thing he does, is start playfully kissing & licking my pussy through my very tight gym panties, I knew ... I was screwed!
Moments later, he begins to lightly tickle my pussy through my shorts, light scribbling fingers sporadically over it. Now I know, without a doubt, he knows. I’m in trouble. Between the clit licking, pussy tickling, foot worship AND foot tickling, my body is confused. The jog has made my feet very ticklish and the light clit licking is making me burn with desire. Oh God! That’s when I heard it. A loud humming sound that I’ll never forget. I had no idea what it was, but it found it’s way to my hyper ticklish clit before I could figure it out. Please no! I can’t!
I plead through fits of laughter as he explores my crotch and bum with that terrible tool. Suddenly he peels off a sport sock to suck some of my toes! Then my entire clit finds it’s way in his mouth! What a roller coaster! Will I make it through this thing without breaking?! And this sneaky buster better make me cum! ...
I’ve got to hand it to him, if this whole tickling and erotic kink thing is considered an art form in his world, then he’s a master of his craft.
As I lay in my bondage, half furious from the terrible clit tickling, and half on fire with lust, praying he devours my helpless pussy once more, a new sensation takes me over. He gently places what feels and sounds like a very small vibrator into my tight sports panties. With the material so tight against me, it pushes the little vibrator firmly against my swollen clit! To make matters more desperate for me, it seems this little vibrator of his has multiple settings, because as he moves on to sucking my toes and tickling my soles, it pulses away at me, each pulse sending powerful, longing shockwaves through my body ...
But then it happens! Whatever terrible toy he has, finds it’s way back to my hyper ticklish clit, but this time he pulls away my sports panties... FUCK! NO! If I wasn’t tied to his bed I would have shot through his roof! The ticklish sensation was too much to handle and impossible to describe! Myles could tell by my reaction and begging and decided to be “nice” allowing my panties to once again cover my clit, before resuming his maddening tickle attack. Even with the panties numbing some of the tickling, it was too much. I never could have guessed it would tickle so bad.
As he slips the vibrator back in my panties and resumes licking and tickling my feet again, I have a hard time staying frustrated about the clit tickling. The Little vibrator and toe sucking feels SO good! As his hungry tongue once again begins to make love to my even hungrier pussy, his skillful fingers find my G spot! Okay! Maybe this kink/BDSM thing isn’t so bad after all?! You’ve had your fun Myles! Now, Please ... Let. Me. Cum!?
