Hanging out with a 'friend' (m/f)

Postby B_Real » Fri Feb 18, 2011 9:18 pm

Hi all,

This is my first time posting, but have been on SOTUGS for a long time reading. I recently found FetLife and although I haven’t been tremendously active in posting, just reading profiles and posts in groups has made me a lot more comfortable with some of my interests, so, now I figured I’d start posting on here. I have a good amount of stories that involve tying up girls so I’ll be posting them from time to time, but not all at once. Can’t spoil you too much!

A little intro about myself first: I’m a 23 year old guy. 6’1, 190 lbs and pretty athletic. I played soccer through college (for all the Brits out there, I’m American, so please forgive the varying vernacular…college=university). I have modest blue eyes and short blond hair that alternates between buzzed and grown out a little bit. I’ve been into bondage for some time now, since I was young. I don’t remember what exactly what got ne started, but it has always been a sexual interest of mine. Not to say that all of my stories are X-rated, but it was underlying thought while it was happening. Anyway, to the story…

Oh, my name. B will suffice for now. So, one of the girls that was in my crew of friends in high school was a pretty attractive girl who we’ll call…Paula. When we were 17, Paula came over to hang out one night. My parents had gone to sleep before Paula ever came over and they slept on the 2nd floor while we were in my basement. Paula played volleyball for our high school and was physically fit as well. She was about 5’8, with a strong body. She had blue eyes and semi-curly brown hair that went about 1/3 down her back. Her biggest physical flaw was that her forehead was a tad big, but that hasn’t stopped her from being successful with men these days, as it shouldn’t. I was wearing just simple black and red basketball shorts with a black t-shirt while she had on a white tank top, tight blue jeans and black ankle socks.

Anyway, she came over around 10 or so and we said our hellos, grabbed a snack and some drinks and headed downstairs to watch some TV. Believe it or not, this hangout was completely as friends and innocent, until the glare from an overhead light started bothering her and she asked me to turn it off. As I mentioned before, Paula was pretty attractive, and I may or may not have sat down a bit closer than we were before. She obviously sensed this move and didn’t object, as she leaned in a little bit more toward me. I put my arm around her and we exchanged little smiles and continued watching TV. Long story short (too late), we began making out. I had been rubbing her stomach a bit so my right hand was already in place to venture further North. After making out and exploring each other’s bodies a little bit, I must have accidentally ticked her side. No, really, it was an accident.

Of course this set off a mini-tickle war, as we went back and forth tickling and flirting with each other. I was stronger and I let her have some time before taking over. I was able to pin her down on the couch facing down and just used my weight to trap her there and let her have it in her sides. Laughing hysterically, she was on the verge of tears when she accidently (Again, no, really, it was accidental) jabbed me with her elbow. I kind of stopped for a second and gave her one of those ‘oh hell no’ playful looks. “Oh yeah?” I asked. “Wanna get rough? I can get rough.”

“No! I’m sorry I didn’t mean to,” she said, also laughing along.

“Sure, sure you didn’t” I said and got up off her and walked to where my father had a workshop in the basement. Paula had a curious look on her face when I walked away, but it turned into a look of panic when I walked back with a roll of duct tape.

“No! B…NO!” she pleaded in a rather innocent way. She had no intent of going quietly, as I jumped back onto her and tried to wrestle her arms behind her. I had to tickle her some more to tire her out, as she was too strong for me to hold her wrists behind her with one hand while I started the tape. Eventually, I won. She was too tired to fight any more and I wrapped her wrists in black duct tape, behind her back. For some reason, she though I was stopping there. Haha, good one. She began fighting again when I moved down to her ankles, but this didn’t last long. She was almost too tired to keep laughing as I tickled her feet a little bit before holding her legs together under one arm and wrapping her ankles in tape.

I guess she really, really didn’t want to be gagged, but lets be honest, there was only one direction this ordeal was going for her. Again, she started trying to fight me off, really just moving her head back and forth. (Her ‘fighting’ this whole time is all playful, we were both laughing and smiling for the duration). I went to tape her mouth shut but she actually opened her mouth so wide that the tape wouldn’t fit over it…….I know! Perfect opportunity to literally stuff a sock in it. But as I reached down to take one of her socks, she pleaded “No! okay I give up, I give up!”

“Thought so,” I replied. In retrospect, I should have gagged her with one of her socks anyway, just for trying to fight it off. BUT, I didn’t. I placed 3 or 4 strips of tape over her mouth.

And now, time to hurt. I said to her, “You know why I had to do this, right?” She shook her head slightly, saying “No?” Through all of the laughter and taping her up, I’d almost forgotten that the whole reason was for me to be able to tickle her without her being able to fight back! She didn’t need me to say this, as she remembered on her own and started screaming into her tape gag and futilely trying to wriggle away. I gave her a good 15 more minutes of tickling, alternating between her feet, sides, armpits and neck. I teased her a little bit by tickling her hamstrings and inner thighs, but not too much, I didn’t want to be THAT inappropriate, just in case she objected to the sexual moves while being taped up. That turned out to not be the case. After about 15 minutes, she was sweating, crying (from laughing) and was completely exhausted. Damn, she looked good. I untaped her mouth and cut free her wrists and ankles.

I know some of you will be upset, but we did NOT go any further, sexually, that night. I felt a little bad about the whole thing, or acted like I did, and gave her a nice, long massage: feet, calves, thighs, back, arms, neck and head. Now girls, tell me that doesn’t sound amazing. Eventually, the night had to end, which it did around 3:00 AM. She got herself back together before we kissed and said our goodbyes.

This wasn’t the last time I hung out with Paula but it was the last time I got to tape or tie her up. It was never awkward though, we laughed about it to our other friends and even some parents. I was surprised by that part, but I think she enjoyed thinking about the experience and telling the story. Thanks for reading. If you have any feedback, feel free to post it. Also, my name on FL is the same as here!

Re: Hanging out with a 'friend' (m/f)

Postby MissTieMeUp » Sun Feb 20, 2011 7:19 am

Lucky Paula. Thanks for posting it was a most delightful read. next time a you get a girl in that position fill her mouth first with soft clean cotton and then tape ;)
Rainbow rope & a white cleeve gag are my BFF's ;)

Re: Hanging out with a 'friend' (m/f)

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Feb 21, 2011 12:16 pm

Good storie! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!