Her Ind of Prey

Disclaimer: All characters are older than 21.

Hi there!

I hope you enjoy this! This is not everyone's cup of tea, so if you are not into tickling, you'll enjoy something else, I'm sure :)

To all of you other freaks (in the best way) happy reading.

Let me know if you'd like a part two.

xoxo

Jackie

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Dominic had no idea how he got this lucky. There was this stunning blonde woman he'd been meeting a few times now. She was smart, funny and often hinted that she wanted to be intimate with him, which he didn't even take seriously for a few times.

He was aware that his looks attracted, but it usually attracted the wrong kind of women, the crazy ones. So Sophia was a rare exception and he intended to try and take things further.

So now he was standing in front of her door and rang the doorbell, a large bouquet and a bottle of wine in his hands.

Sophia opened the door in a stunning red dress that fell loosely around her petite frame. Her smile broadened when she saw Dominic and she quickly pulled him inside, before she kissed him. At first he was so perplexed that he just stood there, but he quickly snapped out of it, leaning in to the kiss. This wasn't like the quick pecks on the cheek she had given him so far and this wasn't a sign of something platonic. No, she wanted him probably as much as he wanted her.

"Hi," she giggled and took the flowers out of his hands. She smelled them and blushed. "They are really beautiful."

She quickly searched for a vase and put the flowers in it.

"You look great, by the way," he commented, "that color suits you."

"Really?" Sophia smiled at him, still blushing. "Thanks..."

Dominic loved the color red on women, it made them appear bold and confident and even if Sophia was all that anyway, the color made her incredibly sexy.

"So, are we going out, or..." he asked while looking at her dinner table. It wasn't set up so she didn't plan on eating here apparently.

"Actually..." she smirked, "I thought we could have a drink or two... here... first."

Sophia bit her bottom lip, the one she knew made men understand what she wanted without having to actually speak. Then, slowly, she ran her hands along his arms and up his neck. She could feel him trembling, as if the thought of her wanting him was surreal, as if she was above him or something. So cute, that innocence about him. But if he knew what Sophia liked and that he was like prey to her in a way, he would tremble in an entirely different way.

Smirking, she pressed her lips to his and they slowly started kissing. Her kiss tasted like strawberries and she moved her hands through his hair and finally slipped them under his jacket, making him shudder, until they broke the kiss.

"Take that off," she whispered teasingly against his mouth, before biting his lip lightly.

A wave of self consciousness overcame him and made him nervous as fuck. Never had a woman so openly told him what to do but it did things to him... Weird things... good weird things!

His cock throbbed in his jeans and was becoming uncomfortably tight already.

He quickly took off his jacket and she threw it on one of the chairs around her dinner table. Then Sophia let her fingers dance over his body and walked around him, before pressing herself against his back, kissing his neck lightly, hands gripping his shoulders.

"Take off your shirt," she whispered against his ear, the same sexy voice that gave him goose bumps everywhere.

He did as she ordered, slipping out of his shoes and shirt and feeling horribly naked in his pants. She took his shirt and put it down next to his jacket. She ran her fingers along his spine and his breath hitched in his throat. He couldn't believe that this gorgeous woman had a thing for him! Well he could, but this was still somehow surreal.

Her gaze landed on his tented pants and she snickered.

"Do you like me telling you what to do by chance?" Sophia asked with a seductive purr and it made his cock jump once more.

He wasn't into stuff like that, was he? Sure, her telling him what to do kinda turned him on but he wasn't submissive, was he? What was going on and why was this turning him on so much?

She smirked, as she reached around him from behind and began to open his pants with skilled hands until they fell to the floor.

He was left standing in nothing but boxer briefs that did a pretty miserable job at hiding his erection. He flushed with embarrassment and Sophia just had to giggle.

"I'll take that as a compliment," she stated and let her fingertip run along the flesh at the seam of his boxers, causing his muscles to twitch rather uncontrollably.

He blushed, even more than he had a few moments ago.

"Hmmmhh?" She did it again, teasing the soft skin under the hem of his underwear with the very tips of her finger, leaving goose bumps wherever she went.

"O-of course," he stammered, realizing that she was actually asking whether it was a compliment. His face had heated up, he must be beet red by now.

"Take it off," she drawled and went to the kitchen to get a glass of wine and get a proper view of what was hiding inside those boxer briefs.

Insecurity flooded through him and his hands trembled when he pushed them down slowly. Gods this was somehow so embarrassing and arousing at the same time. His cock bounced eagerly when the last piece of clothing was gone.

There was this beautiful, slim girl behind him, telling him what to do, making him hornier than any chick he had ever dated and now he was standing almost completely naked in her kitchen, while she was still fully dressed. She swirled the liquid in her glass while her eyes were fixed on him.

Sophia had a way of eye fucking him that made him want to wrap her up and take her now, to make her moan and whine with pleasure, but there was the desire in her eyes to just play with him... a desire he had never seen in a woman directed towards him.

"Do you want to see what I'm hiding under my dress?" she asked and earned a bob of his Adam's apple.

"Yes." Dominic's voice was thick and hoarse.

Sophia smiled, before taking another sip of wine and placing the glass next to him on the counter. She watched him as she placed her hands on her thighs and slid her red dress upwards slowly, until the dress pooled around her hips.

Gods, Sophia wasn't wearing any normal underwear, she wore a red leather harness that connected to some sort of underwear in the shape of a triangle, leaving her whole front exposed and gifting him a peek at the outline of her folds.

Her breasts were pushed up in the bra, that accentuated them rather well and she obviously took no offence when he shamelessly stared.

"Nice, huh?" she asked and opened a drawer before she put on matching red gloves that reached up to her elbows. She traced his sides and grinned when Dominic arched away from the counter. He wasn't ticklish or anything but the feeling of the buttery material made him shudder. The anticipation, his bare body, the red on her was making his cock throb.

"Let's go upstairs," she whispered and led him up the stairs and into her bedroom where there were already plenty of fake candles that flickered.

Dominic stood there naked and awkward while Sophia began to undo her hair and let her curls cascade over her shoulders.

"On the bed," she ordered and pointed with one gloved hand, smiling softly at him. She liked how easy it was to control Dominic, it was no effort and yet so incredibly arousing.

He did as she asked and was lying there naked, arms a bit awkwardly beside him, watching her curiously.

Sophia let out a little laugh and then moved his arms up.

"Can I tie you down?"

Dominic frowned. He wasn't the kinky type, though the idea of this girl in her slutty lingerie tying him to a bed was exciting. But he had always thought bondage was the other way around, not that he would be tied down by a tiny female.

But when Sophia sat down next to him and was grinning so cute and looking at him pleadingly, he found himself nodding.

"Yeah," he said and smirked, not feeling half as weird as he'd have expected to.

She tied down his arms above his head and then rearranged his legs, that the knees were pointing outwards, the soles of his feet almost touching.

"Are you comfortable?" she asked and made sure his hands could actually stay that way and weren't pinched.

"Yeah, should be fine." Dominic smiled and shrugged his shoulders. It was surprisingly comfy.

And that was exactly the moment in which his cock chose to give a happy bounce.

She snickered and smiled a devilish smile.

"Do you have a safe word?" She asked and looked at him.

"A... What?"

She nodded as she understood and smirked again.

"When things get too rough, and you tell me to stop, you say a word you would otherwise not use during sex. Like... bananas."

Dominic wasn't sure this was really his cup of tea, but he was a bit curious now.

"Okayyyy so... bananas, got it."

"Alright." She licked her lips and looked at him with gleaming eyes.

Sophia didn't mind the fact that he didn't know what he was doing or what her kink was. The way he squirmed under her was too enticing and hot to worry about that.

Her gloved hand reached out to his nipple and touched it playfully. Her mouth joined in and she nibbled on it and earned herself a little whine and a gasp from him, that made her smile.

"Do you like this?" She murmured against the small bud, sending vibrations through his nipple while she continued her ministrations.

"Uhuh."

She smirked, switched between the two for a while and felt how the buds were hardening under her touch. With her tongue she trailed the muscles in his chest down to his abdomen. It was the same material that was used for pantyhoses and it felt very soft and light. So soft that it made his muscles twitch whenever she touched him and let his breathing turn shallow.

Then her tongue dipped into the navel briefly, teasing him more, giving him a sample of what was yet to come and making him wriggle a bit beneath her touch.

She straddled his stomach but in a way so he couldn't see what she was doing.

Dominic knew he was hard as a rock and desperately tried to rock his hips or pull his legs closer together for any friction on his crotch, but that wasn't an option right now. All he could do was lie still and try not to think about his painfully aroused state or how much precum was probably oozing out by now.

Her fingertips lightly scratched up his thighs and then they followed the lines his hips created on his body and he squirmed again. That damn touch with the gloves was doing so much to his body!

"Hmmhhhh you can't get away from that, you know?" she taunted, took off one glove and then... he started giggling and tried to thresh when her nails scratched over his bare sole.

"Is that ok? Does that not tickle too much?" she laughed and repeated her actions, this time his toes wiggled. "I thought you weren't ticklish?" she teased.

"D-don't you dare, stop that now!" he cackled, pulling at his restraints, which of course did nothing.

"I don't think so," she murmured and reached for his erection while her fingernails started drawing on his balls.

His laughter changed and was replaced by the odd sound he made when aroused and she sniggered a bit when his cock started throbbing in her hands.

"Told you so."

Her hand worked him expertly and the sensation on his balls only added to his excitement. She wasn't stroking him too hard or fast, but her hands moved over every inch of him, every sensitive spot.

And Dominic was close, very, very close, so close his hands closed into fists and-

She let go of his erection and dragged her nails through the skin between his ball sack and asshole, causing his whole body to convulse, pulling on the restraints, squirming wildly.

It sent the sensations into his loins and Dominic hissed when his balls clenched together in the strangest way and his load just dribbled out of him.

"Oh my!" She grinned. "Did you ruin your orgasm when I teased your perineum?"

Dominic was lying there with half lidded eyes and breathed heavily. He had no idea what she just said and why it made him feel like... damn. It was like his cock still throbbed. And it was still hard.

"Whuh-what?" He stammered and looked at her back. He couldn't even see what happened but...

His body shook when her nails returned to his foot and she smirked.

"It looks as if your cock didn't get the memo of this little accident and still expects to fuck," she teased and let her fingertips tease the skin below his toes, causing his body to buck beneath her.

"Ahahaha, seriously I..." he broke off to hide his laughter while he squirmed wildly.

"So you are ticklish... Right here?"

His whole body jolted beneath her when her fingers scratched his foot from heel to tip and his feet wiggled, as her fingers sneaked into the cracks between his toes to tease the soft flesh.

"N-n-nooo-hahaah!"

Dominic snorted helplessly, trying to bend his knees to free his foot and finding it utterly useless. He thrashed and heaved with laughter, unable to stop the assault and his poor cock bobbed in excitement and hardness.

"I think you are..." she said but let go of his foot and instead continued to stroke his hard length. Her hands squeezed and moved, the red on her the most erotic color he had ever seen and her skin so incredibly pale in contrast. And the gloves... Fuck! Dominic's body arched from the bed and a string of words and syllables left his mouth. She played him perfectly, brought him to a place of complete and utter arousal and bliss until her hands slowed, slipped to the base of his shaft and stopped.

"Don't stop, please, oh my God..." He started to whine desperately. This was the weirdest, most arousing sexual encounter ever! His toes wriggled in excitement, his hands were fists in need, and his cock wanted to explode but her hands were resting around its base and all he could do was grind against air.

"Look, your toes want attention," she teased.

"What?! No, they... Fuuuuck."

The gloves were soft and sensual as her fingers slid to his toes. "Mhhhhhmh you like this, yes you do," she cooed. She watched him buck his hips when her finger drew along the delicate area below his toes, that was probably a bit different from a tickle, but an odd stimulation. And whatever it was, Dominic enjoyed it so much his cock jumped and bounced.

It was a strange stimulation, something between a tickle and a tease, and the feeling was directed straight into his crotch.

Sophia usually liked her men more ticklish but he would have to do. What was even better, was that he got more aroused the more she played with his feet. His body was pliant and, once she knew which spots did it for him, so very predictable. She could already feel herself getting wet and her skin growing hot, just from watching him like that.

She got up and moved back until her pussy was placed over his face and sat on it.

"Hmmppffhh!" was the noise of surprise coming from Dominic, right when he felt her wet and warm folds in front of him.

Gods! What was happening? Oh, God! Her scent flooded his senses and her slit was so wet, she was dripping.

His tongue darted out of its own accord and began to lick her enthusiastically. Dominic moaned against her flesh as he tasted the arousal and sweetness of her pussy. He wanted to do a good job at this, maybe as a return, but the position his head was in restricted him a lot. She controlled everything, when she pressed down or pulled away.

All he could do was give it his best shot.

He was having trouble breathing, but he didn't mind. At least until her fingernails traced his armpits lightly.

His hips thrust into air helplessly while the strangest giggles and squeals were muffled by her folds.

Her fingernails brushed and traced the underside of his arm, finding little erogenous zones in this usually unimportant, seemingly tickle-free spot and his body convulsed, his arms pulling on the ropes.

"So you are ticklish, aren't you?" she chuckled as she watched his cock stand almost upright, reddened and probably with little strings of pre-cum, oozing out of it.

"Mhhhhhhmphhhhh," his reply was mumbled by the damp heat between her legs, as he sucked on her clit.

"What was that?" she asked and used a bit more force on her tickling.

He rocked and squirmed wildly under her, making his cock jolt and spasm. Dominic had no idea where this went, he just knew, his cock was ready, and she was ready, and he was desperately trying to not climax again without any chance of stimulation, but he felt his body on edge, not entirely sure, whether she was bringing him to his orgasm or if she was going to be denied for longer.

Her breathing came in quicker, he could feel her hips and crotch beginning to twitch, so close, when his teeth began to clench. She was delicious, hot and wet.

Suddenly her legs pressed together, she was clearly reaching a climax and her inner walls throbbed and convulsed around his face while he kept sucking and lapping and licking her clit.

This seemed to prolong her orgasm and her legs spasmed, which trapped his neck between them even more.

"Hmmm, such a good boy," she cooed and moved back to sit next to his hips, taking his cock in her hand.

She watched it jerk and bounce wildly and laughed when he gasped and rocked into her hand.

"Oh you poor baby." She shook her head. "You could probably blow your load right now if you really tried, couldn't you?

"Y-y-yes," he breathed out. He was right there, right there... "Noooo, ahahaha fuck!"

He felt the amazing softness of her gloves on his sole again and his body jerked wildly. His body was no longer sure about his need to come or his need to get away from her touch and he could feel the pressure in his gut increase to levels he had never experienced before.

Then he just surrendered to the sensations. He surrendered to the soft touches, the amazing tugs, the way his feet wriggled when her fingertips slid under the wrinkles and he let his balls pulse and do their thing.

She now had him right where she wanted him, deep in subspace, giggling and writhing helplessly beneath her and her expert hands.

His cock bobbed when her nails teased his soles again, her fist moving quickly over the erection that was oozing a ridiculous amount of precum.

"Almost there?"

Dominic nodded, so far gone in that sensual place and world.

"Are you ticklish?" She asked again and teased the one spot on his foot that drove him insane, and his hips bucked as he cried out, half laughing half gasping.

"Yes! I-I'm so haaah ahaaa!"

He knew she was not going to stop her hands until he was going to surrender or say the safe word.

"Say it." Her voice was no longer mocking, but encouraging. She was allowing him to get the last bit of that bliss out.

"Yes, I'm ticklish, yes!" The relief and ecstasy rushed through his body when her hands stopped for a second and he was able to focus on her first around his throbbing cock.

"Do you like being tickled?" she asked again and when her nails returned to the sensitive sole of his foot, he needed a moment, before he could speak, the laugh escaping his mouth like a loud moan.

"No!" Dominic gasped. "I hate it ha-hahaha!"

"But look, you're about to cum although I tickle you, maybe you actually love it and your cock is sooo eager and hard, because it wants to be tickled." She stopped her fist and instead dragged her fingernails slowly along his sole and watched his toes wriggle in sheer joy.

"Ahahaha, yes! Yes! Yes!" he couldn't help the laugh that erupted out of his mouth. This was so devious and so mean! It was humiliating, and dirty and embarrassing and yet the more she tickled the more his orgasm started to build and suddenly his muscles contracted, the burning pain in his abdomen unbearable, the release almost a relief, the laugh changing into a groan and he felt like he was in outer space when his cum spilled without release again.