The Ticklish Intruder

"There, that's way better." she purred as she finished pruning his shirt away from him, revealing his upper body to the open air. His nipples were hard, poking up in the cool air of the bedroom. She couldn't resist running her fingers through his abundant chest hair, relishing the feel of it against her hand. She heard him gasp almost inaudibly when her fingers grazed his nipples. Smiling, she leaned forward, her mouth latching onto his right nipple and sucking gently. His gasp got a little louder and she continued, watching out of the corner of her eye at his dick, which twitched in its need for attention.

Leaning back, Kayla looked at Rick, sighing sadly.

Frowning, she asked him patiently again, "Do you have anything else to tell me?"

He swallowed hard but stayed silent. Sighing again, she straddled Rick's chest, her ass nestled against the base of his dick.

As her fingers toyed with his profuse chest hair, she commented appreciatively, "You have some incredible will power there. What will it take for you to tell me what I want to know, Rick darling?"

He felt the heat of her sex through her thin sleep pants and knew that she was just as turned on as he was in all this. The feeling of her thinly covered ass against his throbbing cock nearly drove him to confess everything right there. As she shook her head gently, the tips of her hair brushed the head of his dick ever so slightly, teasing it terribly. Her hands strayed to his stretched and vulnerable armpits.

Rick's eyes grew wide as he felt her hands creep to his sensitive pits. Now sweating afresh, his head rolled back and forth in negation. His armpits were terribly sensitive, almost as much as his feet were. He gritted his teeth as he felt her nails combing his pit hair lightly, already trying to stifle the giggles that threatened to bubble out.

In a sing song voice, Kayla softly said, "Tickle, tickle, tickle..."

She started giggling at her own horny silliness, making it doubly hard for Rick to contain his own urge to laugh too. Her fingers wiggled a little faster, making him try to twist away but his bonds held fast. Finally, he gave in, laughter boiled out of him, his whole body writhing in a vain effort to buck her off. Kayla tightened her thighs on his hips, holding fast to his violent movements.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle..."

His movements made his dick ride up and down her ass crack, making it exquisite torture for him. Her hands crept down to his sides, her nails grazing his tender flesh there. If anything, his laughter escalated with the change, his movements more frantic. Oddly, this was really turning Kayla on in a big way. Even through the ticklish agony that he was in, he could feel the wet heat of her pussy pressing against his lower abdomen. She kept this up for a few minutes longer, until Rick was limp and breathless beneath her.

She watched as he lay there, unable to move but for panting breathlessly, his eyes closed in weariness. Getting off him for the moment, she knelt next to him and whispered gently, "Are you ready to talk yet?"

He turned his head to her and opened his eyes. For a moment, her gaze caught his and took her breath away. There was such a look of raw need in his eyes, coupled with a mix of other things that she couldn't quite fathom. Could it be affection?? Desire?? She sensed that he was getting close to the point where he would talk. As he lay there, just looking at her, she frowned and got up to grab the feather. His eyes followed her silently, still recovering from his previous ordeal.

Rick was totally torn now. He couldn't bear to let her go one thinking terrible things about him but he so did love what she was doing to him. He had been tied, tickled and teased by a number of wonderfully evil women in his time but she was different somehow. It was more than just his insane need to come that made him feel this way. He felt something every time her eyes met his, the way her clear blue eyes sparkled when she smiled. He sensed that this was the first time that she ever did this, despite her bravado. Even when her hands touched him in the effort to torture him, he felt a kind spirit behind her actions. After all, she could have just beaten him senseless with the crowbar and turned him into the police.

He watched as the feather approached his dick with split anticipation and dread, knowing it would just make him ache all the more to ejaculate. His balls felt as big as pillows and his dick felt as big as a tree trunk. More than anything, he wanted, NEEDED to come in the worst way. But, more than that, he felt the intense need to come clean with her. He just didn't want her to hate him for what he had done.

Kayla lightly stroked the feather up and down his shaft, occasionally letting it tickle the head of his dick. Rick gasped and moaned over and over at the intense teasing feeling of the feather against his swollen sex. His hips moved in the effort to avoid it but Kayla followed the head with the tip of the feather, intent on driving him insane with need. Small giggles bubbled from his lips along with louder moans as she circled the feather tip around his sensitive head.

At one point, she grasped his shaft to hold him steady and Rick cried out in the extremity of his need, "Oh God..... please, you need to make me come NOW!!! I need to come, please, please, oh GOD PLEASE!!!!"

Smiling at the effect this all had on him, Kayla gently told him, "All you have to do is tell me why you're here in the first place. Then, I'll make you come."

He could tell that in spite of her own excitement, she was getting tired. He caught a glimpse of the clock and it was almost 4 am. They had been doing this for almost 2 hours!! He was slightly surprised and rather pleased with himself. He had never lasted that long with other women. It was time to fess up to her.

Through his gasps of erotic agony, Rick finally spoke the words that she had been waiting to hear, "I'll tell you what you want to know."

Kayla, shocked, lay down the feather and looked at him expectantly.

Licking his lips, he continued, "Please don't think badly of me. Your ex boyfriend paid me to break into your house, not to hurt you but to shake you up a bit. I think he wants you to run back to him."

Now afraid that she would really take out her anger on him, he braced himself mentally.

For a few minutes, she sat silently. Her expression was mixed sad, angry, bemused.

Rick spoke, his voice soft, "For what it's worth, I am so sorry that I did this. He told me that you wouldn't be home and I needed the money really bad. I hope that you don't think badly of me for this. He set me up for a fall."

Kayla looked at him, oddly, with compassion in her eyes.

She nodded and told him gently, "I can see that you're not a bad guy... I knew that as soon as I had you tied up. My ex boyfriend is a jerk and this just proves it to me all over again."

Her reaction took Rick totally by surprise. He had expected her to retaliate against him in lieu of her ex not being there.

Kayla went on, "He's got a way about him that makes people do just about everything that he wants them to do for him. I can't really blame you but I hate him all the more for using you to make me feel insecure. He used to make me do terrible things just for fun."

She sat next to Rick on the bed as she talked, her hand unconsciously going to stroke his aching cock as she talked. For the first time, Rick told her how good her hand felt on his dick.

Laughing, Kayla asked Rick a very good question, "How would you like to help me get back at my ex?"

She stopped stroking him for the moment as a plan unfolded in her mind.

She went on eagerly, her energy coming back to her, "It's obvious that he's used both of us in very bad ways. Why not teach him a lesson?"

Through his sexual haze, Rick understood what she was saying and gave it a thought. "My ex is probably more ticklish than you. He never goes without shoes or socks and can't tolerate anyone dealing with his feet, even to cut his toe nails. If you're agreeable, we could team up and teach him once and for all that using people isn't nice!!"

Her newfound energy was infectious, even in Rick's bound state of being. He grinned, liking the idea of getting back at him in a way that would make him think twice about doing this to some other poor person. Kayla went back to stroking Rick's dick, firmly and consciously massaging him.

"Now," she purred to Rick, "you get your reward for being honest."

Her expression gentle, she untied his throbbing cock, telling him, "I'm going to let you calm down a little so you don't come too fast... I want to make this good for you."

Rick's eyes met hers for a moment, gauging her mood. She seemed to have changed slightly in the time that he had told her the truth. She was somehow less fiery, less driven yet now, softer, more sensual. He ached to wrap his arms around her and hold her close now. He still sensed that strength about her that he had seen earlier but now, it was tempered with new knowledge and oddly, an assurance that he hadn't seen earlier. Now free of its shoestring bondage, his dick slowly returned to a more normal color and size but remained hard as a rock.

Getting up from the bed, Kayla stood next to the bed, watching Rick. He gazed back at her and to his total surprise; she slowly stripped off her clothing, revealing herself to him. Her breasts were as beautiful as he had imagined them to be with rose tipped nipples. His mouth watered at the thought of suckling them. His eyes wandered down her body to the triangle of delicate hair that guarded her hot sex. He could imagine how it would taste, sweet and musky at the same time; he could even smell her excitement now. Her gaze held his as she approached the bed and lay next to him, her head pillowed on his shoulder. Sensing that she was wanting a little comfort at that moment, he turned his head to kiss her forehead. As she lay there, him still bound tightly to the bed, her hand traced down his chest to caress his nipples, bringing a moan to his lips. His dick twitched mightily, precum drooling freely from the head.

The feeling of her laying next to him, her touching him so tenderly was so intoxicating to him. He closed his eyes and pressed his face into her hair, inhaling her scent as her hand moved against his skin.

Rick moaned, "God, I love what you're doing to me."

Kayla smiled and asked him if he wanted to do something for her as well. She moved to straddle his face, her dripping sex right there near his mouth. Looking up at her, he commented that it would be much more enjoyable for her if he was untied. She considered this for a moment and grinned as she reached to untie him. Thank God she trusted him!!

As soon as his arms were free, he wrapped them around her, holding her close and kissed her passionately. He inadvertently grabbed her sides, causing her to jerk away, giggling. She untied his feet, giving each one a tickle before releasing it. Liking her playful attitude, he gently tackled her, pinning her to the bed. He slid down a bit, his mouth ravishing her breasts. Kayla moaned loudly as his mouth found her nipples, getting both in his mouth at the same time, licking and sucking them with great eagerness. Her body writhed against his, her passion rising quickly as he teased her sensitive nubs with the tip of his tongue.

He was eager to get to her moist cleft but wanted to explore her body as she had had the chance to explore his. He slid down a little more, reluctantly leaving her peaks to explore further south. He thoroughly licked and kissed her tummy, his hands running up and down her sides, bringing forth gentle giggles.

Her body twitched and she admonished playfully, "Be careful or I'll tie you up again."

He smiled against her tummy, one hand sneaking down to caress her twat. Her thighs parted more, Kayla sighing softly.

His fingers parted her outer lips, exploring gently, finding her swollen clit. Sliding down further, he inhaled her secret scent. Her sex came into view, neatly shaved on the sides, trimmed up top. Her clit was engorged and very sensitive. He brushed it gently with his fingertip and a loud groan met his ears. In spite of his burgeoning need to come, he wanted to give back to her some of what she gave to him. He wanted to tease her, at least as long as he could before feeling like he would explode like a geyser.

Leaning forward, his lips surrounded her little nub, suckling ever so gently. Kayla stopped moving, concentrating entirely on Rick's subtle ministrations. He shifted from gently nibbling to soft sucking to lashing her clit with the tip of his tongue. Every time he changed tactics, she moaned softly, her hips moving subtly with his own movements, matching them.

After a few minutes, Kayla groaned, "You're driving me crazy!!!! God, that feels so good!!!"

Gradually, he started sucking, licking and nibbling harder and faster, Kayla grinding her wet sex against his face wildly. Finally, he latched onto her button, bobbing his head slightly, sucking as hard as he could, his tongue wildly lashing the tip of her clit. She tensed up, her body arching and she cried out, almost screaming as she came over and over. Her body trembled, her hands twitched as she twined her fingers in his hair, urging him not to stop but to keep going.

She whimpered breathlessly to him, "Please don't stop..."

He honored her request, continuing to passionately suck and lash her clit, delighted at her trembling reaction.

Finally, Kayla sagged back, limp and sweat soaked. Rick paused, looking at her flushed, blissful face. Gently kissing all around her pubic mound, he returned to lay next to her, holding her close, caressing her gently.

Over and over, she murmured to him, "Oh my God, that was so great... I've never come like that in my entire life... how did you know how to touch me like that?"

Her head rested on his chest, kissing his chest, caressing his arm as he held her. Giving her time to recover but reminding her that he still wanted his 'reward', he pressed his rock hard dick against her leg gently.

Her hand crept down to curl around his throbbing manhood, stroking it gently. He kissed her forehead, his hands running up and down her back as her soft hand caressed his hard on.

Whispering to her softly, "I just followed my instincts."

Her hand moved to the head of his dick, gently caressing it, bringing forth a loud groan from him.

Kayla smiled against his chest, telling him breathlessly, "It's time for your reward."

Kissing him tenderly, she got up, taking him by the hand and leading him to the old easy chair in the corner of the room. He grinned, following her and sat down, looking at her expectantly.

For a moment, she stood, looking at him sitting there, his erection throbbing visibly. Almost knowing what she was thinking, he shifted his hips forward so that his balls were hanging off the edge of the deep seated chair. Kayla knelt down in front of him, between his legs. At first, she didn't touch his cock at all, just caressed his legs, going to his inner thighs, softly touching him here and there. His penis twitched as he felt her breath near, his eyes never leaving her face.

Kayla enjoyed giving head a great deal but she was really enjoying this now. Rick's manhood was just the size that she liked for this particular activity. It was short, not too thick and his balls were nice and tight to his body. Taking it in her hand, she leaned close, kissing and licking his balls. Rick groaned deep in his throat, almost an animal sound as he felt her mouth on his sensitive sack. Now, his urge to grab her and force her mouth on his dick was almost unbearable. He mentally restrained himself, knowing that patience would be rewarded with pleasure.

Her mouth finally moved up from his balls to the base of his dick, her hot tongue licking up from the base to his head. Her eyes met his as she took him into her mouth, a fraction of an inch at a time. Her tongue lashed the underside of his dick unmercifully until he was fully inside her mouth, her lips kissing his pubic hair. For a moment, she stayed like that, letting him feel her mouth tighten around him. The feeling of being engulfed inside her was incredible. The urge grew strong to grab her hair and fuck her mouth until he exploded. He put his hands behind his back in the effort to fight his urges.

She slowly drew her head back, beginning to bob it up and down, pausing at the head, and sucking on it hard for a moment, her tongue swirling around the head maddeningly. Now moaning constantly, an occasional whimper coming from his throat, Rick sat as still as he could, letting Kayla work his dick as she wished, enjoying every second of it. Her hands moved to his balls again, gently cupping and caressing them as her head bobbed on his dick, pausing at the head every time to suck on it hard and swirl her tongue around it.

Becoming more vocal, Rick panted out breathlessly, "God... you're driving me crazier than you did before... You're incredible!!!"

All the while, Kayla was getting really hot by what she was doing to Rick, teasing him with the way she was sucking in him. She wanted to give him the best head that he had ever had before. Changing tactics, she started giving him long, slow sucks, bobbing her head a little faster. She could feel his dick swelling a little... he was getting close to coming. Knowing that she couldn't keep him from coming forever, she stepped up her sucking, moving her head faster. Rick's hands finally went to her head, caressing her hair as she pleasured him.

With only the head in her mouth, her hand gripped his shaft, stroking it rapidly while her mouth worked his head almost viciously, sucking hard, her tongue lashing the sensitive glands mercilessly. Rick thrust his hips hard in time with her hand strokes, his groans turning into animal cries as he exploded into her mouth, shooting come in violent spurts. Kayla took it all eagerly, swallowing quickly to keep up with his flow. She kept on sucking even after he stopped ejaculating, taking all his come. Slowly, Rick sagged back, spent for the moment. Licking his dick carefully, she cleaned him with her mouth as is softened slightly.

The only sound to be heard was Rick's ragged panting. Looking up at him, she saw a sated smile on his face, his body sweat soaked and trembling slightly. She crawled up into his lap, holding him tenderly, his face buried in her breasts. His beard stubble felt oddly good against her sensitive skin as he nestled his face there, inhaling her scent deeply. His trembling subsided as he held her, his hands running up and down her back again. For a time, they sat there like that, just feeling each other, enjoying the moment.

Rick could feel Kayla's sex was still wet and hot, the way she pressed herself against him. His lips found their way to her nipples, finding them just as stiff as before. When he took one into his mouth, her reaction left no doubt, she was still horny as all hell. Her soft gasp told him everything. He sucked on it hard, lashing the tip with his tongue, making her gasp louder and writhe slightly against him.

He felt his dick stiffening again (it had never really gone totally soft in the first place) as her pussy brushed against it. His mouth worked its way up her chest to her throat, nibbling its way to the side of her neck. She felt him grin against her skin as she also felt his hand stray down to the cleft between her thighs.

Murmuring to her, "You're still horny, aren't you?"

He punctuated his query with a gentle circling around her clit. Kayla gasped, pressing against his fingers.

She whispered back, "Just as horny as you are."

She reached back, felt for his dick, gripped it and gave it a few quick pumps. He groaned, and then laughed, asking her, "What are we to do about this, now?" His fingers slipped inside her, wiggling a little, making her grunt in pleasure.