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On my way to New York City, I stopped in Chicago to make a business call. By 3 PM my business was done. Once outside again the bright lights, the many aromas, the bells, whistles and horns hooked my attention. I flipped through a beautifully bound guide book highlighting all the best places to enjoy Chicago to its fullest. I took a cab to the one that appealed to me most. It was too early for dinner, so I relaxed in the huge, opulent bar to watch sports.

The bar was not overly crowded, but handsome young men and pink-lipped women in small groups bubbled over tables and areas of the bars. I could not help glancing over at the many boldly dressed, confident-looking women also relaxing after the end of the business week.

This must be a good place for women to meet available men, I thought, because several women looked my way and smiled. One alluring woman approached me and offered to buy me a drink. I was attracted to her immediately. She introduced herself simply as Sinead.

Sinead and I had cocktails. She was lovely! Tan by Chicago standards. She was tall, like me. She had marvelously big tits that she framed well in her elegant halter top. She teased me with them. Her chestnut hair was shoulder length. To my surprise, she was all over me. She touched me in so many parts of my body, I thought she was picking my pocket. I thought that her face flushed whenever I pulled back suddenly.

“You’re such a nervous Thomas!”, she said in my ear.

And she laughed. At first I was not sure if she was laughing with me or at me. She pressed her nails gently into my palms. She ran her finger tips beneath my collar. She brushed back the stray hair falling onto my forehead. She poked or squeezed me every time she told another sexy joke. Her eyelids seemed heavy… like bedroom eyes… I thought to myself. I was flattered by the many intimate signs Sinead gave me that she was interested in more than cocktails. What fascinated me more than anything was how clearly aroused it made her to put her hands on me, poking, prodding, scratching, pinching and gliding her hands over some part of me. I do not recall having quite that effect on a woman before.

On the other hand, I was careful not to touch her intimately, lest she think me too forward. I did not want her mood spoiled. So I let her touch me. She aroused herself as much as she aroused me! I could see her chest breathing deeply and quickly. I wished I could put my hands one her there, just to feel the pace of her heartbeat.

After dinner Sinead insisted that we go to her place, what she described as an opulent hotel suite paid for by her company. She seemed a bit giddy when I readily agreed. As soon as we got there I felt my ardor begin to soar and within moments I turned to her, and our lips met. I wanted her. Badly. I would go to great lengths. She was so very accommodating, encouraging me, telling me with her lips, her hands, and the small sounds she made that she wanted me to continue, My fingers trembled a bit as I raised my hand to unzip Sinead’s dress, but she closed her hand over mine, halting my progress. Sinead bursa escort pushed me back. “Not yet, baby”.

For a moment I felt a crushing twinge of rejection! Had I misread her so completely? But Sinead stood back only for a moment. Then she stepped back into me grinning. She pushed away my eager hands and she began undressing me instead! I stood there. I felt a rush rising up my spine…. nervousness mixed with curiosity, fear and arousal. I remember feeling glad she had taken over. My fingers would have trembled too much to coax open the small button on the delicate fabric of her outfit. And as she quickly stripped me, her face flushed again, her breathing came quickly, and her lip actually quivered. I was mystified by what it was in her imagination that aroused her so!

When I was naked, Sinead stepped back to admire me. She seemed quite pleased. She actually touched herself — her nipple and her inner thigh. “I’ll be right back”, she said and stepped out with the empty ice bucket. She returned only minutes later but with two women behind her. Each of them was as elegant as Sinead. Both of them looked at my naked body smiling as Sinead closed the door behind them. Sinead explained. “I told my friends that I was about to enjoy a really exciting man,” she said with a smirk, “and they just had to see you for themselves. I hope you don’t mind?”

As they came around me, I did not think she was really asking. A shapely black woman with a stunning chiseled face introduced herself. “You can call me Moana,” she said, and turned to Sinead with a smile. The other woman had very long dark hair and gorgeous hands. “I’m Teelie”, she said, “with a bright white smile”. I noticed Sinead shiver as a rush of arousal swept through her body. The other two women touched themselves, and touched each other, as if I was some sort of special prize!

I think I’m attractive, tall, lean, and muscular, with regular features. Women always told me how much they loved running their fingers through my hair.. But I never thought of myself as the kind of man women swoon over! I was genuinely puzzled… and very excited to be having such an effect on them!.

Teelie practically devoured me with her eyes, and still gazing at me, she spoke to Moana and Sinead.

“We should tie him down so we can each have a turn!”

Moana was quick to respond with a sensual, playful growl.

“I definitely want a turn with him!”

Sinead liked the idea.

“Yes! Let’s tie him down.”

I am usually comfortable being naked. But these three fully dressed glamorous women made me self-conscious. I covered myself with my hands. But they were having none of that. All three of them closed in, reaching for me, pulling my hands away from my erect groin, poking me, teasing me about my nakedness. They coaxed me back onto the very large bed as Sinead pulled off the bed cover and she actually squealed with delight!

As she fastened a leather cuff to my wrist, Moana nibbled my neck and whispered in my ear. “I want to make you smile.” On the other side, cuffing my other wrist, Teelie bursa eskort added, “Oh I’m gonna do even better,” she laughed.

Both of them laughed and caressed each other as they teased me with their fingers, while Sinead cuffed both my ankles.

They made my head spin! Nonstop foreplay… I could barely catch my breath! And I did not even notice them draw my hands back and tie my wrists to the head board! Apparently part of me had already yielded to the logic of the situation. I did not fight them when Sinead pulled my cuffed ankles apart and tied them to opposite corners. Sinead stood beside me smiling, unpinning her hair. I was fully erect.

I listened to their laughing banter, their innuendos about how they were going to fuck me. I was about to enjoy a fantasy I could not even imagine. Once they had me restrained in such a shocking way, their banter got hotter, wilder, and dirtier.

After they tested their handiwork with little tickles and mock attacks to make sure I could not move, Sinead opened a drawer. Each of them took a pretty cardboard box from the drawer, and returned to my sides. They appeared overjoyed, giggling and joking as they took positions around me, one on each side, and Sinead reclined beside me, gazing at my huge erection, my banana-shaped penis bouncing with arousal between my wide-spread thighs. She took an unusual pair of gloves from her bag and put them on. Each finger of the glove was tipped with a long feather.

She wiggled her gloved fingers before my eyes a few times, and then she feathered my tautly stretched side. I am horribly ticklish and I struggled against the restraints. Moana and Teelie opened their boxes, and each of them took out big feathers. When I realized what was about to happen, I panicked and I cursed and I demanded to be released. Sinead replied as she slowly feathered my erection. I could not exhale. Her explanation was so unexpected, it silenced me.

“We have something unusual in common,” Sinead began, “… so we made a club. It is a very big club now.”

She paused.

“Every weekend a few of us book a suite like this somewhere in the city. We find a sexy man like you who has the special thing we need, and we enjoy him by doing what we love doing best.”

When she saw my dumbstruck expression, she smiled so broadly I thought her face would break. And then Sinead lifted my butt and shoved a small soft pillow under me.

“And you are so *very* ticklish, aren’t you!!”

She gazed at me and rid herself of most of her clothing. He reached between her long smooth thighs as she watched panic overwhelm me.

And then it began. Moana tickled me all over my neck, chest and belly. Sinead tickled my anus, balls, and penis. Teelie just watched for the moment, as if deciding what she would do. Her hands were visible moving slowly beneath the fabrics of her blouse and skirt. I bucked and twisted! I writhed and contorted! I yanked myself in every way I could to evade their finger nails, and the terrible tips of the feathers and brush bristles. But my real horror began when my erection began bouncing and the head of my penis swelled so much, the taut skin shined in the light! They discovered that tickling arouses me sexually!

When they saw my erection go from long to longer, when they saw it bouncing and pulsing with need and anticipation, they were overjoyed!

“Tickling arouses him sexually!!” Sinead exclaimed loudly. “I’ve never experienced this before!”

I knew at that moment that I was in serious trouble! I could only hope that there would be highly erotic moments too.

They tickled me one at a time, two at a time, and all three together. They soon realized that they could torture me severely one moment, and then arouse me to fever pitch the next moment, simply by moving from my ticklish spots to my manhood, especially the underside of my penis, and just beneath its head! My poor brain was not prepared for this double assault. My nervous system could not reconcile the extremes of pleasure and suffering they put me through!

My body twitched as if cross-circuited! As they worked me over, I shivered, trembled, shook, twisted, churned, yanked, contorted, all the while either laughing hysterically, or crying out for mercy, as they moved from my most arousing spots to my most ticklish spots They worked me over for what seemed like an eternity, laughing and moaning the whole time. I was completely unraveled!

Teelie made a suggestion.

“Let’s have a contest! We each feather his cock one at a time. Whoever can get him most excited gets to have him for herself for a long time!”

Moana and Sinead burst out laughing and nodding their heads enthusiastically.

“Who goes first,” Sinead asked?

“We mustn’t let him cum,” Teelie reminded them, “so tickle him if he gets too close!”

They all agreed vigorously.

“Imagine what condition he’ll be in an hour from now!”, Sinead chortled.

Moana and Sinead made me suffer horridly as they brought me to the brink of climax and then yanked me back with a sudden severe tickling. But Teelie was the clear winner. He had me babbling incoherently, trembling and whipping my head from side to side. Then this shapely woman toweled me, ridding me of the sweat that covered me. She was eager to keep exciting me sexually with her free hand. Once I was dried off, she pulled down her pants and panties and climbed up on my upper chest. She lifted my head, pulling my face to her wetness. She washed her pussy with my face. She came so hard she released a very loud shout.

Moana appeared to be finished with me. She said her good-byes and left with Teelie. I was alone with Sinead.

Sinead undressed herself and reclined beside me. She feathered my erection, this time in an entirely erotic way, and Sinead mounted me when my erection began to bounce again She fucked me so sweetly, I nearly forgave her for the ordeal she made me endure. When she climaxed, she shrieked like a banshee. I came as if a tidal wave had crashed over me. I climaxed for many minutes. She kissed me, wished me well, and quickly left. I knew I would never see her again.

But how would I get loose?

I was alone. But not for long. The door opened. Three more elegantly dressed women came in staring at me. They giggled like school girls as they went to the open drawer. Each took out a fresh box!

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