So there we were, sitting there on my couch. Me, stroking her gorgeously soft legs. Her, lying on top of me, wrists and ankles bound. It was simple, yet tasteful. In the back of my mind, I kept thinking that this was only her first time, but there was still more we could do. I kept pondering this as I sat there, wondering, hoping.
I looked at the clock, and saw we had only been at this for an hour. I thought that time flew when you were having fun, but this left me with more time to work with. I shifted my weight to stand up, and she immediately asked me what was wrong. I told her that, with the amount of time we had left, there was still enough time to add more stuff. As I talked to her, I slipped my way out from under her, leaving her lying on my couch. I saw that she was already lying down, which gave me a good excuse for what I did next.
I got another piece of rope, and carefully thought how I was going to approach this. I walked over to her, and slowly turned her over onto her stomach, giving me a nice view of her backside. I doubled the rope and passed it through her ankle tie, before pulling the rest out. I grabbed her legs, giving me another chance to feel how soft and smooth they were. I gradually bent them backwards, before passing the rope through her wrist bonds. I looped it back and forth, before tying it off at her feet, creating the all-familiar hogtie. (well, familiar for us, at least
I had taken care not to make it too tight, because hurting her would only make things worse for me, and could possibly kill a second shot at this. So, I asked her how she felt. She told me that anything more would probably be uncomfortable, but she didn't really mind this. Oh man, I breathed a sigh of relief right there. There I was, standing in front of my snugly hogtied, beautiful girlfriend, and she... didn't hate it. Hey, I'll take what I can get.
So, not really sure if there were any more ties I could add, I sat back down. Fortunately, she was small enough, that with her legs bent back, there was still enough room for me to sit. So I did, and was able to watch as she uselessly bobbed her feet up and down, sometimes wiggling her toes. They were painted pitch black, which was normal for her. But, this did give me an idea.
I slowly extended a finger, and felt her wiggle a bit in her seat. I had no idea if she was remotely ticklish, but there was no better time to find out, right? I then stroked her sole up and down with that finger, and the wiggling increased slightly. I then moved up to two, three, then the whole hand, brushing up and down her tiny foot. I could hear tiny, stifled giggles coming out of her mouth. So then i moved on to doing both feet, nothing to serious just yet, just enough to make her squirm a bit. And I find that nothing is sexier than a hogtied squirm.
So, after I confirmed that she was ticklish, I decided to jump right in. I grabbed her right foot in one hand, and with the other, went to work. I moved up and down and a rapid pace, sometimes going for the toes, often staying right in the middle. Well, her laughs weren't stifled any longer. She started laughing and laughing, but never asking me to stop. I switched over to the other foot, which resulted in a new wave and intensity of laughter. I stopped for a second, and asked if she had enough. She didn't respond, too busy trying to catch her breath. Well, I guess that answered my question.
I decided I'd had enough with the feet, and went to her sides. I knew she was ticklish there because her friends wouldn't stop poking her there in class. So i ran my fingers right underneath the ribcage, going up and down the... obliques? Once again, she was laughing even harder than the previous time, trying to move out of the way. But with none of her limbs available, she just kept on getting tickled. That continued for another few minutes, until even I was tired. So i stopped, and took my seat so I could catch my breath.
I took a look over, and was surprised to see her bonds have yet to falter. I asked her if this time she was done, and i got a very excited head nod. So i decided that was enough tickling, when I took another look at the clock. It had been another half hour, leaving us with a little over two hours left. With that in mind, I decided that was enough. So i leaned over, undid the knot holding the hogtie in place, and allowed her to stretch her legs out. Of course, I hadn't stood up yet, so they landed on top of my lap, allowing me to pick up where I left off with my stroking session.
After a couple minutes, I heard her breathing return to normal. So I finished untying her legs, and she stood up so i could also untie her arms. After that was done, she rubbed them, and noticed there were some slight marks on them. However, as it turned out, they wouldn't last long. She left to go to the bathroom, to fix her hair and whatever girls do in the bathroom. When she came out, she was looking just as good as ever, just as I knew she would
Anyways, eventually my parents came home, we went for dinner, all that good stuff. Nothing really noteworthy to talk about, so I'll end it here. If all goes well, more to come.
I remember when farmers would shove 12 cigars down a rooster's throat and say Congratulations it's a eggs