Out To The Bar, Home To Get Tickled
(Published on Monday, August 19, 2002)
This story was submitted by Bob C.

I never would have guessed that something like this would ever have happened.

Yesterday our son invited his grandparents to spend the night at our new house Friday night. Even though they already had plans to do something else they said that they would. They would just leave earlier than they had planned, so they said, "Yes," letting us know that they would love to watch our son so that Kelly and I could go out by ourselves.

We were ready to go when they showed up to watch our son. "We'll see you guys tonight after the movies and the bar. You don't have to wait up. There are plenty of drinks in the fridge for you two to have after your grandson goes to bed," I told them.

"Why are you both so dressed up," I asked my Father-in-law. Jim was in a suit and my mother-in-law, Diane was wearing and dress and 3 inch high heel black leather pumps, which reminded me of what happened about three months earlier,
(see Tickled By Mother-in-Law & Leslie).

"We just came from an engagement party and I think Jim here has already had too much to drink. I only had a few," she said as we let them into the house.

Talking to my wife, my mother-in-law, Diane said, "Kelly, why don't you get your father a coffee and I'll take your handsome husband out to the car to help me carry some things in."

"You must say that to all of your son-in-laws," I said jokingly because I was the only son-in-law she had.

"Here, take this and read it tonight when you have a chance, and follow the directions carefully," she told me with a wink and a smile. I knew that this note must be good. As soon as I got done bringing in the bags I excused myself to the bathroom where I could hide and read what she wrote.

"I knew that just tickling once would not be enough for me, so here is the deal. I'll have everything of yours hidden in the basement in a green Rubbermaid container under the stairs. Your high heels, nylons, rope and handcuffs and a new special surprise for you to keep to remember this time by. I'll make sure Jim is nice and drunk and you do the same for Kelly. You'll know that I'm up and ready because when I hear you get home, I will come out of the bed room to use the bathroom. Then I'll be downstairs forty five minutes after that to find you ready and tied up on the couch. See you then. P.S. I'll wear some new nylons and high heels for the event."

I quickly finished reading the note and folded it up. I put it in my wallet for insurance. Just in case she never came down to untie me, I'd have proof while I was on the couch. I came back out of the bathroom and I noticed that Diane had a big smile on her face and gave me a wink. I felt a little excited about what might happen if I followed the instructions in the note. I looked over and gave a little nod and smile that I would be ready tonight.

Kelly and I had closed the bar and had a great time out and plenty of drink's. Kelly was a little over-served and I wasn't feeling too badly myself when we finely headed for home. That's when I started to get a little excited about what might happen when we get home. I asked Kelly if she wanted to stop and get some food, but she was already sleeping, so I just drove home.

We got to the house and I just about had to carry Kelly in from the car and upstairs to our bedroom, that's when I noticed about fifteen empty beer cans and six cooler bottles on the laundry room counter. "They really had a good time tonight. At least I know Jim is good and drunk," I thought to myself.

As I walked Kelly into our bedroom and started to close the door, I saw Diane come out of the bedroom she was in and give me a look and a wink. I smiled back and shut the door. It didn't take long for Kelly to get undressed and apologize for getting way too drunk. She said she would make it up to me tomorrow as she laid her head on her pillow and closed her eyes. I told her I was going to watch TV downstairs for awhile as she moaned, "okay," and as I closed the door behind me. I was still a pretty drunk and hoped that being tied up and tickled again would be as much fun as I had remembered.

I first turned on the TV to make some noise. Then I got up to go downstairs to find what was hidden for me and what my new surprise was. I made it down and went over to the box under the stairs and slid it out from under the stairs. I was getting hard just thinking about being tied up and tickled again as I took the box and carried it up the stairs.

First I took of all of my clothes and opened the box. Inside I found a brand new pair of nylons and a large red ballgag and a note that read, "I hope you make yourself comfortable on the couch. I’ll be up waiting to hear you go downstairs. After I do, I'll give you thirty minutes to get yourself ready."

I had to hurry if I was to be tied up and ready. First I pulled on the new nylons and slid my feet into my 5 inch heels. My dick was already coming to life and I was just getting started. Next I tied rope to each leg of our Lazy Boy couch and opened up both foot rests. I put a small stool under each one so that they would not be able to close. Next I walked around behind the couch and tied rope to the outside legs and laid the rope up to the top of the couch.

I stroked myself a few times because I was getting very excited about what was going to happen very soon. Then I saw the video camera sitting on the table, so I put in a new tape and hide it under a pillow on the couch across from where I wouls be sitting.

I only had about 10 minutes left until she came down to find me, so next I put on the big red ballgag she had gotten me. I haven't worn a ball gag since Antinette had me wearing one, (see Going To Get Tickled). Then I tied each ankle to the legs of the couch and to each other, with the stools under the foot rest and my ankles tied to each other so that I could hardly move my feet at all. With my feet sticking out past the ends of the foot rest of the couch, both of my feet would be easily available to be tickled.

My head was starting to swirl from the excitement of being tied up in nylons and high heels as I tied loops in the ropes over the back of the couch so that I could connect the handcuffs to them after I closed them on my wrists. Now came the moment of truth as I took one last look around before I put on my blindfold. I looked over at the clock and I would still have about five more minutes to wait if Diane was right on time. I stroked my rock hard cock a few more times and then I put on the blindfold and handcuffed my wrists to the ropes on the couch.

I very excited about what was about to happen, but then my nerves took over as I realized what I had done to myself. Every creak and noise made me jump as my ears became a little more in tune without my eyes being able to see. Then I heard foot steps moving up stairs and the opening of the gate at the top of the stairs. I heard the gate close and heard foot steps coming down the stairs and then I couldn't hear them anymore. Obviously, somebody must have gone into the den, which is carpeted. I heard movement again as I could tell that somebody was walking up behind me and the couch, and I noticed the unmistakable sound of a foot being slid into a shoe. Then a second time, then a finger slid down from my hand to under my arm and I tried to pull away but the rope and handcuffs held tight.

"I see that you done a very good job on tying yourself up again," she whispered in my ear as she reached around to put her hand on my other arm. I giggled a little, trying not to make too much noise with everyone else sleeping upstairs. "It's good to see that the ballgag I bought for you is working well, but by looking at it I think it could be a little tighter," she said as she unbuckled it and tightened it by two holes.

"I want to make sure you don't make too much noise. You think that I tickled you a lot last time, but that was nothing. Today I came willing and able to do a lot more. I even wore some new shoes that you have never seen before," she said as I felt her shoe rubbing my rock hard cock. "They're just like the ones you have on right now, five inch black heels with the open instep. You would love them if you could see them."

I was waiting to get my rod stroked some and as I moved my hips up so that I could rub on her shoe some more, she just laughed as she pulled her foot away. "I'm not going to let you cum that quickly. I have at least two hours before I have to let you go. I want you rock hard until the very end. I hope you didn't plan on waking up early tomorrow, because I still have a lot of tickles to give you."

That's when I felt her fingers starting to dance on the instep of each foot. I was wiggling each foot trying to pull away from her fingers but it was no use. I was laughing so hard that my eyes started to tear up and the only sound I could make were muffled grunts and laughter. I swear she tickled both feet at the same time for about ten minutes without stopping a bit. It was so hard not to try to scream out, but with the ballgag it would have done me little good.

"I told you I would be able to give you more tickles then you wanted," she said as her hands stopped for a second.

Then I felt one hand grab my dick and start to stroke it up and down as her fingernails from her right hand were dragged up and down my left leg. "I bet he's very tasty. Should I give him a try?" That's when she pulled her hand off my dick and let he mouth take over. She was taking me all the way down and I was in heaven then both of her hands went to work on my sides and chest. I was going nuts as her fingers dug into my sides.

Then she worked her hands up to my chest and started to pinch my nipples. I was going crazy. I was going to cum at any second when she pulled her mouth off of my dick. I was telling her to finish me off, but all that came out through the ballgag were muffled grunts. Diane laugh at me, telling me that I was getting very frustrated at how close to cumming I was when she stopped. "I told you I would be at lot better this time. I still have about a hour left to play with you. You can wait another hour to cum right?" she asked me in a teasing manner as I felt her fingers start to unbuckle my left shoe.

I curled my toes trying to keep it on but she just tickled my foot and I couldn't hold onto to it for long.

"I thought you like to be tickled. I don't know why you were fighting me to keep your shoe on. Did you think I was going to do this?" As she said that she tickled the top and bottom of my foot at the same time.

"MMPPGGH," was all that came out of my mouth. She was slowly stroking both sides of my nyloned covered foot up and down over and over again. I thought she would never stop. Finally she gave me a break and wasn't touching me at all then I heard her start to walk around.

"You know I have to get a picture to remember this by," she said as I heard my digital camera being turned on. "I think this should be a good shot. Say cheese. That's right, you can't say anything with that ballgag in your mouth. Too bad," Diane said as she was snapping off photos.

Then I heard her sit right in front off me and put her feet up into my lap and play with my rock hard cock. "Do you think I can make him cum with my feet? I bet I can," she said as she started to rub my cock and balls with both feet. Her shoes were a touch cold, but I didn't care at all as long as I could cum. "I should take some pictures of this also. If you want, I can give you a copy. After all, you're in them mostly. I think you're getting really close. I'm going to take off my shoes so I can feel your juices on my feet."

That's when she stopped as I was about to cum. "I hope you had fun tonight. I sure know I did."

Then she put both feet back on my cock. As she started to rub, she also started to tickle both of my feet at once again. I was going nuts. After about thirty seconds I was finely shooting my load. I was worn out. I just sat there catching my breath as Diane licked both of her feet clean and made me promise that we could do something like this again.

I told her, "Yes, but next time I get to tickle you first."

"Okay, but let's not wait too long before we play again,” Diane said as she untied me.