My name is 'D', and I am a college professor in my old age of 67. I teach Human Anatomy & Physiology, which goes along with my past experience as a nurse. I am married to my wife Jan, who is 47 years old.
I am a healthy older man, who looks 57, and as it turns out, has a great report with many young people in their 20s to early 30s in age. My gift at cross generational relationships stems from he many years I worked with other medical professionals from 18 to 65.
My first account 'Meeting Blondie' I outlined how my wife and I developed a relationship with Blondie, a 22 year old student in my class.
The young woman had an interesting background of being incredibly interested in the tickling fixation. According to the girl, she has issues with being touch and tickle starved!
Her desires and cravings were making it difficult for her to stay focused both in class and at her dorm. I first noticed how she couldn't leave her phone alone because she had an addiction to viewing tickling related content!
So I intervened and offered some extra curricular assignments in case she had troubles with grades, she would at least have some extra credit earned in advance to stave off poor grades that might cause a loss of her scholarship!
Along with my wife, we decided to offer some individual therapy in which the tickle/touch starved girl could enjoy a real life, safe environment for intense tickle play sessions. Our initial session started out that way, but soon it was apparent that this 22 year old, 4 foot 9 inch cutie was simply a sensual bombshell in disguise! The more we tickled, the more she liked it, and the more we liked her! By the end of that first meeting and play session, she had made it fairly clear that she really wanted a deeper relationship with her new, older friends .... A relationship where she could have as much constant touch and tickle play as she desired, all while serving as our 'little ticklish doll' as she put it ...or as our tiny little 'pet'.....
As it turns out, the desires she expressed were not unlike our own thinking as our first meeting concluded! Of course, as an older gentleman, who wouldn't want a live-in companion that was intelligent, had good plans for her future, but also had an enormous desire to be 'owned' by an older couple that she could trust to help fulfill her desires to be someone's live in 'tickle slave'.
The girl certainly bought out my own dominant side with her personality, beauty and enthusiasm to 'serve' (and in many ways, to be served).
And my wife? She was undoubtedly on board with the young woman coming to live with us! Jan is old enough at 47 to be a significantly exciting part of our new dominant relationship with this girl, as Blondie loves the idea of serving an older, more experienced couple.
And as for sexuality...The 22 year old design student prefers women, but is willing to play with men as well (Just not in a long term loving relationship with a guy--Her words). But to play with both genders was alright with her.
And Blondie took right up with my liberal minded wife Jan! It was obvious from the start that each woman had a physical attraction for each other...My wife having a little more size and weight than the doll-like physique of our new and nubile young friend.
So after our first exciting meeting and adventure, we pretty much knew the young woman's point of view on her moving in with us...To make it easier for us to provide all the physical benefits of the relationship as well as the emotional care as well.
Today's meeting was going to be for the purpose of setting up rules and boundaries for the three of us, defining our roles and establishing a good base for future enjoyment and growth of us both individually and as a 'unit', as the sociologists would state.
We sat down and discuss all the necessary housekeeping topics, like sleeping arrangements (separate bedrooms), household duties (same as we always did, but my wife and I now had able bodied help). Although the concept of our new family member following our every task or whim did come up, and, as expected, Blondie was very much willing to comply with her owners' wishes. And also, to comply with nearly any of our requests, wishes, or desires with the least amount of clothing worn! The young woman aimed to please, and the thought of her pleasing us while in a naked or near naked state...Well, that was a very exciting practice in her eyes! She actually preferred to stay as naked as possible, as much as possible, while in our home. She knew all about her own psychology and desires, and how infatuated she was with being the naked submissive in the presence of clothed owners. In her mind, that would reinforce her concept to BE owned by the older, more experienced couple, not just PLAY the part as a game. Blondie considered being 'owned' not a negative idea, but a positive, life enhancing decision, one that gave her much desired refuge and a lifestyle that she actually craved! The young woman was, in her words, touch and tickle starved. Becoming our live-in 'tickle slave' and companion would satisfy all of her much needed solutions.
My 47 year old wife was fully on board with this new lifestyle, as she had been interested in exploring a long standing desire for women that she'd expressed only a couple years ago. When I first mentioned an interest in mentoring and tutoring Blondie, I truly couldn't tell you which of us was more excited about the idea. (Well, in all honesty, I was probably more excited than my wife, but after joining me and my student in a hot, afternoon-long tickle fest and sensual exploration, Jan was as hooked on the girl's fun attitude and voluptuous form as any man would ever be...That is part of the innate power of Blondie! With most of the major topics covered, we realized there would always be a learning curve and more to explore, but the morning had worn on and eventually my wife would need to go into her office for the rest of the day.
We decided to celebrate our new relationship by going for a late lunch at our favorite local cafe.
My wife and I insisted on a booth, but instead of sitting across from our soon to be live in companion, we sat together on one side, with Blondie between us.
Our new friend is very diminutive, and at only 4-9 and 90 pounds, with her hair in two long braids, she looked like a teenager instead of an adult young woman. Of course, its also true that she's simply super cute, and that adds to the persona of her desire to be our live-in companion and 'plaything'....
Knowing about her desire to be our full-grown super cute little doll, we decided to test out the young woman's adaptive and improvisation skills...But not like you would think!
Blondie was squeezed between us, wearing a light hoodie, some real clothes for a change--Except I am sure she wasn't wearing a bra! The young woman seems to spend most of her life braless, wearing thin T-shirts or crop tops, from what I see when she arrives in class every day. With her fit and nubile young body, I suppose a bra is pretty much optional for her, but I know it is rather distracting to the young men in my class. If those boys only knew that in private, she has shown me and my wife every bit of her lovely self--They would die if they realized the small bit of hard nipple they see through her provocative shirts is just the tip of the proverbial iceberg of her physical attributes! This girl is a stunner! I smile whenever I see one of the hapless college boys chatting her up, gazing at her body, and thinking they gave a chance at more! And although our friend says she enjoys the subservient lifestyle, she also admits to a 'bratty' side! I guess showing off her perfect 'little doll body' is one way she likes to play that side of the game!
As we sat there in the booth, I watched the servers milling about...I waited until one who was obviously our waitress was gathering things to come take our orders. I timed things this way because I didn't want to give our girl much time to think ahead and prepare. I reached up with my right hand and took hold of Blondie's nice braid only side, grasping high up above her shoulder line and pulling her just a little bit toward me.
I whispered in a nice tone, "Girl, no matter what happens in the next few minutes--Keep control of yourself! Do you understand?"
Blondie, surprised, just said "Sure...." She was holding her breath.
"What did you say?" I asked, still holding onto the braid, but punctuating my question with a small tug on her hair, holding her just the tiniest bit closer to me.
The young woman immediately realized her error. "I meant, Yes Sir!" She corrected herself.
"That's a good girl..." I murmured, releasing her braid. Jan spoke over the young thing, directing a question to me.
"Are we going to count that one as an error today?" My wife smiled.
"I don't know yet..." Was all I said.
