Chapters The Experience Files (volume 6)
Ticklish mother-in-law ch 1
It was supposed to be a quiet escort job; all I had to do was escort ex-Applewood Actress and my mother-in-law Lara Borealis to an Applewood A-lister party at the Hotel Amur that evening in West Applewood in Califoalnia. But before we get into that, let start at the beginning; it was Saturday morning at our Georgian-style home in the City of West Applewood; sitting in the living room was me, Chief Marketing officer Justice Silverlight. I was reading the Los Ungulas weekly newspaper keeping up on the news.
Went I heard the unmistakable sound of flip-flops slapping against sizable bare soles nearing the living room. Standing in the entrance into the living room was breathtakingly gorgeous white with a hint of pink Alicorn mare with an easy-to-maintain long golden blonde mane and tail. Her perfect 6ft 5in equine figure was attired in an arctic peach mare's short-sleeve polo shirt and medium blue mid-rise curvy fit jeans.
Her perfectly shaped white with a hint of long pink legs was hidden by the pant legs of her jeans. On her, reasonably large, long, full, thick, plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with rich candy pink toenail polish on her shapely not too long toes were rose gold mare's Omaha flip-flops. Folded on her back were her large white with a hint of pink feathery bird wings. This Alicorn mare was Celestia Silverlight, the CEO of Dayspring Corporation and my wife.
As for me, I am a majestic and handsome-looking dark blue unicorn stallion with short textured cut crimson red mane and tail. My 6ft 5in athletic equine figure was attired in Limelight yellow short-sleeve solid interlock polo shirt and gray asphalt colored tapered athletic fit jeans. On my twelve-inch long, socked dark blue bare feet were taupe, black lace-up sneakers.
I scrutinized Celestia's equestrian features for clues as she strolled from the entrance into the living room toward the place I was sitting and reading my paper. She had an elaborately casual expression upon her equine face and acted like the proverbial cat that ate the canary as she slowly approached me. I pretended not to be suspicious went Celestia stood in plain sight for an unusual amount of time, allowed me to scrutinize her plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet clad in flip-flops in front of me.
From my vantage point, I could tell that she rubbed her strawberry and cream moisturizer on the entire length of her big bare feet. The decadent candy pink-colored toenail polish looked freshly painted on her shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes. She pretended to drop something behind her and kneeled down in front of me to look for it.
The maneuver allowed the flip-flop to open up, revealing the creamy soft skin on the bottom of her feet and her inviting sexy deep sets and high arches. She pretended to be aggravated with the flip-flops and removed them.
She laid her toes down on the carpet, causing her creamy soft soles to wrinkle, revealing all her perfect creases across her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of her feet. I decided to put my wife out of her misery. I leap onto her back, causing her to lay flat on the floor. I scrunched her toes and heels together, causing the perfect creases across her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of her feet to be more prominent. Celestia screamed and begged for me to stop running my tongue through her inviting sexy deep sets and high arches on her desperately ticklish feet.
"Then you better start talking, my dearest, or I'll keep licking these inviting sexy deep sets and high arches for eternity or till you have a sticky accident," Justice said, morbid as Celestia's light magenta eyes transfixed with horror.
"Nooohohohoho! N-not my arches! Eeeheehahahaha! I'll talk!" Celestia screamed with laughter as Justice stopped licking her arches.
“honey? will you escort my mother to A-lister party this evening?” Celestia said lovingly as she allowed Justice to keep his legs wrapped around her legs and her desperately ticklish feet pointing towards the ceiling.
"Why?" Justice asked as he created a white feather pen and started practicing cursive writing with the tip of the pen on his wife's helpless, desperately ticklish feet to make her talk.
"Hahahahaah, oh that tickles Hehehehaha!" Celestia screams with laughter as her mind raced as her husband saw the feather in-between her shapely and delicately rounded not-too-long toes.
"Aaahahaha! Nahahaaahaha! Ahahahahahah! Nooohohoho! T-too much! Too much! Stop stops Stahahahohap!" Celestia screamed again as her shapely and delicately rounded not-too-long toes twitch, and her husband allowed her to catch her breath; her Alicorn figure shivered with a hint of arousal from intense tickling.
"My mom drinks a little too much hard apple cider at those parties; I just want you to take her home if she drinks too much, Justice," Celestia said as I agreed to take her mother home if she drinks too much from the party.
As part of my pay for doing this for my wife, Celestia and I went back to our bedroom; she let me strip her completely nude. For the rest of that Saturday morning and some of the afternoon, Celestia lay helpless on our bed and allowed me to tickle her perfectly shaped white with a hint of pink nude Alicorn body till I had to get ready to go to the party with her mother.
That evening I drove to the bungalow heaven landmark district in Alidena to pick up a very elegant and glamorous looking warm pink colored Alicorn mare with princess style Neptune blue mane and tail. Her imposing 6ft 4in equine figure was attired in a stunning blue silk ankle-length Chinese dress with hand-embroidered flowers on the dress, and folded on her back were her large warm pink feathered bird wings. Her perfectly shaped warm pink long Alicorn legs were encased in barely black thigh-high lace top stockings.
Why on her long, perky, and luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet with very dark midnight, blue toenail polish were black Worthington mares Bristol heeled sandals with three and one-half heels. Her warm pink slender and elegant well-manicured hands were wrapped around a brown and gold Liz Claiborne envelope wallet. This Alicorn mare was his mother-in-law Lara Borealis the mother of Celestia and Luna Borealis, and famous Applewood ex-actress.
"By the light! Lara, you are dressed to kill this evening." I said, straightening my tie around my neck nervously.
"Am I worthy of escorting such a very elegant and glamorous looking warm pink colored Alicorn mare to such a party?" I said, complimenting as it caused Lara to shyly chuckle and have a heated blush across her snout as she climbed into my vehicle.
"You would be the only one; I would allow you to escort me to this party, Justice," Lara said reassuringly.
My mother-in-law, Lara Borealis, ex-Applewood actress, always took great care of her lengthy, perky, and luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet with lovely broad, balanced normal-looking arches. I know from experience that the skin on the bottom of Lara's feet was creamy soft, and luscious with a slight sheen to it.
We had a great time at the party; what surprised me was the dancing, something you usually don't see at this kind of party, but it looked like my mother-in-law Lara was very familiar with it and reassured me it was fine and just have fun.
For the rest of the night at the party, I made a lot of new contacts for the Dayspring Corporation and a few new advertising campaigns. As predicted by my wife, my mother-in-law Lara had more than a few too many stiff apple cider drinks ingested during the whole party as it was an open bar at the party.
As the time drew near to leave, I noticed that my mother-in-law Lara was quite drunk as elegant and glamorous looking warm pink colored Alicorn mare she was hitting on any single or married stallion in the room. The trouble came from the wives of the married stallion that Lara was hitting on; before it came to blows, I gathered my very tipsy mother-in-law and walked her to my car to take her home.
As we arrived at my mother-in-law's place, I helped my very plastered mother-in-law Lara Borealis into her single-story brown craftsman-style symmetrical bungalow.
Once through the front door, the drunken Alicorn and unicorn step right into a small foyer before passing through into a large living room with a fireplace in the center of the room. The whole room was furnished in a glamorous, luxurious, opulent style called Applewood regency style. Lara Borealis was still very wobbly upon her long Alicorn legs, and the three and one half inch heels of her heeled sandals didn’t help her balance as she walked into the living room.
The unsteady clickety-clack of the sound of her heels upon the Canterbury gray oak wire brushed engineered hardwood medallion floor of her living room echoed in her home. We traversed the area over to the small sitting area in the center of the room with a gray Gilda living room collection sofa and love seat set. A gray Kelsey leather track-arm recliner and royal crest glass and metal hexagonal-shaped coffee table in the center on top of a gray-blue Amer rugs Rafelia Anana rectangular indoor rug.
I carefully maneuvered Miss Borealis over to the leather recliner in the seating area and gingerly sat her down in the recliner. Before long, she brought her warm pink slender, and elegant well-manicured hand up to her forehead, resting it at the base of her long spiral horn and instantly regretting drinking so much hard apple cider at the party.
As I spoke to my wife on my cell phone, I watched Lara cross her long Alicorn legs over each other and rest her feet on the hardwood medallion floor in front of her. As I finished the conversation with my wife on my cell phone, and hung up. I quickly noticed my mother-in-law Lara was slumped back in the leather recliner; as I approached, she was releasing soft little snores from her lips. I stared longingly at Lara’s sandals and stockings clad Alicorn size feet sitting vulnerable in front of me.
I carefully pushed the level back on the chair, and the footrest rose into position and locked into place. That put her lengthy, perky, and luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet with lovely broad, balanced normal-looking arches even with my chest and closer to my face as I kneeled in front of her feet.
I gingerly repositioned my mother-in-law, Lara, straight in the leather recliner and uncrossed her perfectly shaped warm pink long Alicorn legs. I performed several tickle tests upon her generously sized curvy and perfectly shaped full breasts testing if she was fast asleep, confirming that she was out cold. I went back down to her feet and kneeled down in from of them again.
I instantly and carefully grabbed her foot; her barely black stockings and foot were hot and exceedingly damp from the sweat form upon her stocking-clad foot. I checked her other foot; it too was hot and exceptionally moist from the sweat form upon her stocking-clad foot.
I pushed her feet together and brought them to my nostrils; the scent coming off her sandals clad feet was incredible; it had a hint of strawberry cream mixed with leather, fresh nail polish, and nylon stockings. I loved the fact that her ten pleasing narrow and shapely toes with a slight plump to them were well polished and pedicured through the sheer fabric of stockings. I could clearly see her nice painted, very dark midnight blue toenail polish upon her toenails.
A sudden spurt of adrenaline coursed through my veins went the soft jingling of the small silver buckle on her ankle-strap echoes loudly in the living room as I started to unbuckle the straps of her sandals. The sandals being removed from her barely black stockings feet make a very soft swishing sound.
With the sandals removed from her nylon-clad feet, I could feel the heat radiating off the soles of her feet, quickly warming up the palms of my hands as I touched her foot. I recoil in astonishment; her feet were more thoroughly saturated with her sweet-smelling sweat than I first thought, giving her feet a thoroughly soaked sheen the way I love my mare feet to be.
As Justice was taking in the sweet smell of his mother-in-law Lara’s lengthy, perky and luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet. Soon a pair of pastel magenta-purple colored eyes opens up from under her eyelids, and a cheerful expression forms on Lara's snout. Being a well-trained actress from the golden days of Applewood movies, Lara knows how to fake being plastered.
Since Justice first massaged his mother-in-law very sore luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet for her, and she spoke to her oldest daughter Celestia. Lara learned that her son-in-law always wanted to have his way with pass-out mare feet, and his mother-in-law's feet would fit the bill.
After numerous attempts to get her son-in-law to have his way with her feet that all ended in failures, Lara formulated this same plan with the help of her oldest daughter Celestia. A wave of acid wells up from her belly as she felt her stockings being slid down her smooth, perfectly shaped warm pink long Alicorn legs before feeling a cool breeze striking her now warm bare soles and make her quickly shut her pastel magenta-purple eyes again.
I got very excited as I slowly tugged away at the last thing defending my mother-in-law's desperately ticklish feet. Her barely black sandal foot stockings protect her Alicorn size feet from having my way with my mother-in-law's feet. With her sandal foot stockings now removed, her lengthy, perky, and luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet were revealed.
She had lovely sexy broad, balanced normal-looking arches, pleasing narrow and shapely toes with a slight plump with glossy, very dark midnight blue toenail polish. The billowing balls of her glorious-looking feet were smoothly curved with soft curved refined heels.
The skin on the bottom of her feet was creamy, soft and luscious with a slight sheen. Went I gently scrunched her toes down, it caused her creamy soft soles to wrinkle, revealing all her perfect creases across the flawless and unblemished creamy soft soles of her feet.
I started salivating look at my mother-in-law Lara's glistening, luxurious warm pink glorious-looking, narrow curvaceous bare feet just saturated with her sweat every nook and cranny was producing perspiration upon her feet. Like some mad puppy, I seized my mother-in-law Lara's slender ankles with my hands and lapped up every drop of her sweat from every orifice on her feet.
As I greedily licked up the next round of perspiration from Lara's Alicorn-sized feet, Lara squirmed and arched her back, immediately bursting into helpless giggles as her pleasing narrow. Shapely toes with a slight plump to them forcefully splay and helplessly clenched in response to my tongue sawing in between her ticklish toes causing Lara to scream with laughter.
“Justice! (Wince) Please, I am sorry for pretending to be drunk (wince) from drinking too much hard apple cider at the party!" Lara's voice edged with tension as she’s pip-pops quickly in her luxurious warm pink glorious looking narrow curvaceous bare feet outside over pea gravel path that hard on her creamy soft and very luscious skin on the bottom of her feet.
"Please, Justice, let talk about this; I don't want to hurt my foal, Celestia," Lara said, her voice cracking as she stood in her bare feet in the street in front of Justice's vehicle to prevent him from leaving.
"You will have to run me over Justice to leave!" Lara said, determined, stretching her long Alicorn arms out to the side as the blacktop in the street was causing her to slightly shiver from the chill upon her very warm creamy soft, and very luscious skin on the bottom of her feet.
"Very well, we will talk; you Borealis mares are such a pain in the tail," Justice said bluntly as he joined his mother-in-law Lara Borealis in front of his car and walked with her back to the sidewalk. As the Alicorn mare and unicorn stallion step up onto the curb from the street as Lara bends her toes, it reveals that the soles of her feet are solid black from standing barefooted on Blacktop Street.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
The ticklish divorce ch 2
Some months back, I accidentally made the acquaintance of a recent unicorn mare divorcee named Twilight velvet Sparkle; when I met her, I didn't know she was the mother of Chief Pony Resources officer Twilight Sparkle for the DaySpring Corporation. I met Miss Twilight velvet Sparkle at the Stable Canteen, a small internet café near the University of Califoalnia at Los Ungulas. She was sitting toward the back of the café typing away on her laptop computer her current lesson plan as she was a college professor from the University of Califoalnia at Los Ungulas.
As I was making my way toward an empty table nearby because the café was busy that day. I quickly noticed the model gorgeous looking older light gray unicorn mare with an uncomplicated and natural-looking styled moderate purple and light gray mane and tail. Her healthy 6ft 2in equine figure was attired in citrine black Le suit skirt suit that flattered her already well kept sexy unicorn body. Her curvy and perfectly naturally shaped full breasts also were flatter by the single-breasted jacket she was wearing.
Her light gray slender, elegant long unicorn legs were crossed, one knee tossed casually over the other; underneath the table encased in a pair of off-black sexy sandalfoot stocking with a seam. Why on her ten-inch long curvy light gray bare feet with coral red toenail polish was a pair of black Liz Claiborne mares ferry block heel pumps with one and one-half heels.
Sitting on the table next to her laptop computer opened was a black leather front flap business case with several student's records file folders sticking out of it. Hanging off the back of the chair she was sitting on was Deboss's pink flamingo-coloured couture wordy satchel with all her personal possessions. As I was nearing the empty table to sit down, two mares college students beat me to the table. That went, I noticed the open seat at Professor Twilight Velvet Sparkle table.
"Excuse me, mare, may I sit with you at your table? This café is kind of busy today.” I said very politely as twilight velvet looked up from her laptop computer screen and gape in stunned silence went she laid her shock light arctic blue eyes on me.
"Well, hello stallion (with flirtatious demeanour). Let me clear some space on the table for you." Twilight Velvet said with a coquettish voice as she looked at me like a stalking panther and pushed her student's records file folders into her black leather front flap business case in a suggestive manner.
"Oh, by the way, stallion, my name is Professor Twilight Velvet Sparkle." Twilight Velvet said, overly friendly as she ran her tongue slowly over her moist and plump ruby red lips, making them shine.
At that point, I decided to let Miss Twilight Velvet Sparkle off the hook easily; I brought my hand up with my wedding ring on it. Her light arctic blue eyes were transfixed with shock and grief, plus a little bit of embarrassment seeing the ring on my finger.
"Aargh! Why are all the handsome stallions already married!" Twilight Velvet said, anguished as she rested her chin on her chest as tears ran down her cheeks. I reached into my pocket and gave her my handkerchief so she could dry her tears.
"Thank you, stallion." Twilight Velvet said, grateful as she used my handkerchief to dry her tears.
"If it is any consequence, I would take a model gorgeous looking older light gray unicorn mare out on a date in a heartbeat," I said honestly as Twilight Velvet's light arctic blue eyes narrowed with contempt toward me.
"A sympathy date!" Twilight Velvet said spitefully as I blinked with surprise.
"Hardly, Miss Sparkle! I need not take a mare on a sympathy date! Went I am married to a perfect mare!" I said indignantly as Twilight Velvet's face grew chalky went I mentioned a perfect mare.
"You're married to an Alicorn! Oh, no-no-no-Their, no way I am getting hookup to the husband of an Alicorn! I would like to keep my parts in the right places! I have heard and know how territorial that breed of a mare is gone to be when they really love some pony!" Twilight Velvet said, her voice shrill with horror.
Over the next few hours, I proceeded to calm Miss Twilight Velvet Sparkle, growning fears of being turned inside out by my wife Celestia's more powerful magic. As her anxiety started to subside, we just started a long conversation about anything and everything under the sun. Before long, we became friends.
During those conversations, I learned Miss Twilight Velvet Sparkle was a recent divorcee. She had trouble finding a single stallion that didn't want to take her on a sympathy date because she had been married for a long time and had two grown foals from her husband.
“My goodness, this first meaningful conversation I had with another adult pony. That didn’t end with a teenage quote from my students that I never figure out.” Twilight velvet said, relieved as she stretched her extremities to loosen her muscles from sitting for too long.
“Huh?” Twilight velvet exclaimed softly as she caught Justice looking through the round glass top bistro table they were sitting at went. She stretched her slender, elegant long unicorn legs out and pointed her inviting but beautiful, nimble toes straight in her heels.
'Well, this day just got a whole lot more interesting.' Twilight velvet thought as she stuck her foot into the air and twisted her shapely ankle side to side in a provocative way.
I figure she was doing that to gauge how much interest I had in her ten-inch curvy stocking-clad light gray barefoot, which was her very best feature. Because a moment later, she gently closed the top of her laptop computer and slid it back into her black leather front flap business case and closed the magnetic closures on her case.
"Let take a walk, Justice, to a Small Park nearby. Don't be embarrassed I feel it was fate that we met this way. You're a stallion that loves mare feet, and I am a mare who loves having her feet touched and played with." Twilight Velvet said with a hushed voice as she stood up and hung her purse and case on her shoulders to leave.
We both stood up from the table and left the café to walk to that nearby park Twilight velvet mentioned. As we walked down the concrete sidewalk, her voluptuous anthro unicorn mare sway caused her heels to clickety-clack rhythmically over the pavement. That very sound of her heels striking the sidewalk excited my senses, indicating a precursor to my fingers undoing those small silver buckles on her shoes, unveiling her nylon-clad bare feet for all to see.
"Oh, we are here, Justice." Twilight velvet said, knowing as we stood in front of a massive black wrought-iron gate the entrance into a large enclosed park area.
We passed through the wrought iron gate and walked down the bluestone path that weaved through the park. Indeed this park was gorgeously landscaped with plenty of very well hidden intimate areas spread across the park. At the center of this gorgeous green space was a sizeable Alpine stone three-tiered fountain. Twilight velvet stops momentarily to gain her bearings before asking me to continue following her. As I followed Twilight velvet further into the park, I looked around. I noticed that this park was used mainly by the college students from the nearby university of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas to spend time with their mares.
"This place should be perfect for our needs!" Twilight velvet exclaimed as we stood in front of a high-hedged intimate area in the park.
As we passed through the flower-covered archway with an antique whitewashed wooden garden gate, we were standing at the entrance of a large twenty-two by twenty-eight square foot area of a pressed concrete slab. In this area, it had a wooden picnic table with benches a foot deep in the area. I watched Twilight velvet walk up to the table and place her bags on the bench before turning back around and walking past me toward the gate. She pulled the gate closed and then pulled the bolt latch closed to lock it from the inside.
"Wonderful now, this area is just for us. No one will bother us here." Twilight velvet said, thrilled as she walked up to me with a smile on her snout.
"In this private little area, you may take my shoes off and play with my feet for as long as you want. (Snapping her fingers) even better, I have no more classes to teach for today, so you may tear open my stocking to fully experience my unicorn mare bare feet. Plus, I’ll consider allowing you to kiss, lick and suck on my toes because we are now friends, Justice.” Twilight velvet explains as she kisses me on my cheek, and she begins to walk about in the area.
"So Justice, what I didn't tell you were as we were walking to this park, I magically teleported some high heel insoles into my shoes for this very purpose. These high-heel insoles have many small pliable rubber nubs that perfectly contour to the shape of my feet. So as I walk about, those nubs are softening the skin on the bottom of my feet, making them more sensitive." Twilight velvet explain as, for the next few hours. I watch Twilight velvet walk about the area with the nubs lined insoles trying to make her feet considerably soft and tender so she can really feel my touch upon the shockingly ticklish soles of her soon-to-be naked feet.
I watched a surge of joy wash over Twilight velvet went she was satisfied that she tenderized her feet to her liking. She clickety-clack over to the picnic table; along the way, she would allow titter laughter to escape her lips as her more sensitized feet were being tickled by the small pliable rubber nubs inside her shoes.
I waited for a short while to let Twilight velvet hop up onto the table and find the most comfortable position for her on the table. On the table, Twilight velvet sat down and slid back so her light gray slender, elegant long unicorn legs would be fully stretched out in front of her as her heels rested on the edge of the table.
Twilight velvet equine face flushed with happiness went she gestured me to sit down on the small bench directly in front of her stocking and heel-clad sensitized feet. As I was getting comfortable on the bench, Twilight Velvet's light arctic blue eyes shined with pleasure as she crossed her left ankle over the right.
My trembling hand reaches right for those sexy shoes upon Twilight velvet wickedly gorgeous stockings clad feet, and I leisurely undid the buckle on the left shoe. The slow removal of her shoe from her sensitized foot stimulated her, causing her to unintentionally curl and splay her beautiful, elegant toes inside her stockings.
With her left shoe removed, and dropped on the floor underneath the table with a soft thud. I reached for the right shoe and once again leisurely undid the buckle on that shoe. The right shoe quickly slipped off her stockings clad sensitized foot with a resounding whish sound. As my hands uncrossed her ankles, I could feel her hot wet soles in an instant. The heavenly scent her feet were producing was vanilla scented moisturizer mixed with leather shoes, fresh nail polish and nylon stockings.
"Are you ready, Velvet?" I asked Twilight Velvet, who had a chill running up her back with anticipation.
“I am Justice.” Twilight velvet replied.
I pulled the toes of her stocking straight up with both of my hands on her left foot, and with one almighty tug in two directions simultaneously, there was a loud resounding ripping sound went I torn open her stocking, revealing her left barefoot to the air of the park. I once again pulled the toes of her other hose straight up with both of my hands again on her right foot. And with a second almighty tug in two directions simultaneously, there was a second loud resound ripping sound went I tore open her stocking, revealing her right barefoot to the air of the park.
With Twilight Velvet stockings torn open left revealed were her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite peasant shape curvy and slender light gray well cared for bare feet. She had slight high arches that had a graceful curve and were tall enough to be inviting. She had a delicate curved soft round ball of her feet and smooth, flowing round heels that accentuated her peasant shape, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet.
It continues up to the shapely toe stems that are topped with ten curvy but beautiful elegant toes; her first three toes were the same length why the last two toes tapered off. But each of her soft curved toenails was beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with coral red toenail polish. Her soft, smooth light gray soles easily wrinkle, went she scrunches her toes down before smoothing out once again went she straighten them.
I grabbed hold of her smooth flowing round heel of her left foot with both of my hands. I quickly slid my two thumbs down her velvety soft light gray sole from under the ball of her foot down the entire length of her foot to her smooth flowing round heel. This caused Twilight velvet’s highly sensitized foot to shiver and try to escape from the ticklish stoke of my thumbs upon her sensitive velvety smooth light gray sole.
"Oh no, velvet. Your foot is not going to escape that easily." I said amusingly as I grabbed hold of her other smooth flowing round heel of her right foot with my right hand, affectively trapping both her feet in my grip.
"Oh, I know, Justice; you trapped both my helpless velvety smooth light gray bare feet in your strong grip. Oh, what can I do? But endure the unrelenting tickle torture that will soon be applied to my highly sensitized peasant shape wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet till I can’t take it anymore, the sun have mercy on me." Twilight velvet said in a persuasive helpless and vulnerable mare's tone of voice as she brought her light gray slender and elegant well-manicured hand up to her forehead. Resting it at the base of average size spiral horn in the center of her forehead in subjugated manner.
With that, I pushed Twilight velvet's highly sensitized peasant shape, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet together, so her ankle bones touched with a snap of my fingers; I created a long piece of magic twine. I used that piece of magic twine to tie together her two big toes with an alpine butterfly loop.
With her two big toes securely tied together, she pretended to panic and tried to get her two big toes loose from the twine. I saw the beatific smile form on Twilight velvet's snout get more prominent as I created a long scarf to tie together her nicely shaped ankles. As I finished the binding of Twilight velvet's nicely shaped ankles with a surgeon's knot, she had a huge Cheshire cat smile on her snout. Know in the next few moments, she highly sensitized peasant shape wickedly gorgeous, and exquisite sexy curvy feet will be tickle tortured till she’s orgasm.
"Now for your tickle torture to begin my helpless unicorn mare captive, Twilight velvet," I said in the most pretended evil voice I could muster as velvet's facial muscles twitch nervously.
I floated her black leather front flap business case over to me. I positioned it to prop up her bonded sensitized peasant shape, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy bare feet, so they will not be flat on the table.
Twilight velvet's light arctic blue eyes take on a hunted look with her sexy curvy bare feet propped up on her case. I licked my lips with my tongue; I started from her smooth flowing round heels through her slight high arches with a graceful shaped curve.
Encountering no resistance due to how easily velvet's soft, smooth light gray soles wrinkle under the rough texture of my tongue. I spent an unusual amount of time inside slight high arches, slowly and torturously tracing the contours of her graceful shaped curve with the tip of my tongue. Twilight velvet squealed and began to giggle, pleading with me to stop licking her sweet tasting sweat out of her delicate arches. Instead of stopping like velvet wanted, I increased the speed of my tongue to a torturous pace and continued tracing her delicate arcs.
“Please ahahahahah! Please!! Ahahahahah! Stop it! Ahahahahahah!” Twilight Velvet pleaded.
“PPPlease!!!” Twilight velvet giggled as I taunted her by aiming the tip of my tongue at the exact center of her delicate arches.
"Ahahahahahahahahaah stop it!! Ahahahahaha!!!" Twilight velvet screamed as I began to saw my tongue in between her ticklish ten shapely but beautiful elegant toes. As the torture of her toes continued, velvet was roaring with laughter, and her light arctic blue eyes filled with tears.
Twilight velvet exploded with maniacal laughter as I started to tickle the pads of her ten shapely but beautiful elegant toes with my tongue. She was in hysterics in no time as the sensations shot up her light gray slender, elegant long unicorn legs and exploded in her mind.
Twilight velvet could feel a massive surge through her well-kept sexy unicorn body, reacting helplessly to Justice's tongue tickling her shapely but beautiful elegant toes. Twilight velvet giggled wildly as the flood of shiver rippled through her well-kept sexy unicorn body. Her poor professor intellect wasn’t quite able to translate all the contradicting sensations upon her highly sensitized peasant shape wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet.
It started with gurgled squeal followed by a shriek mixed in with a deep throaty moaning. Velvet threw back her head, cackling wildly, sputtering helplessly as she tried to gasp for air and giggle at the same time. The sensation burned through her marehood, shooting sparks of pleasure through her sexy unicorn body like electricity. As try as she might control it, velvet couldn't utter a sound other than shrill, squealing giggles with each pass over her toe pads of her ten shapely but beautiful elegant toes.
Twilight velvet’s toes splayed and curled upon her peasant shape, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet. Velvet breasts bobbled and bounced her nipples in her blouse helplessly stiff as tears rolled down her cheeks. She was seized with overwhelming sensations she could barely describe; pleasure rippled through her body like a bolt of lightning. Forcing her into spasms and squeaks of choked laughter and moans.
Her life-shattering orgasm took hold of her sexy unicorn body as she could barely be aware of it to understand what took hold of her. The tongue-tickling of her highly sensitized peasant shape, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet had pushed her senses into overdrive. And her climax wracked her sexy unicorn body make her teeter on the very edge of sanity.
As I held her bonded peasant shape, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet in my hand, I heard a thud on the table. I stood up to find Professor Twilight Velvet Sparkle splayed out on the table unconscious with a very derp smile across her face.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
My ticklish grandmother ch 3
It was early Saturday evening with my wife, Mrs. Celestia Silverlight, away on two weeks business trip for the Dayspring Corporation to Manehattan. I sat in our fourteen by twenty-foot square medium size family room in our Georgian-style home in the City of West Applewood watching TV. Joining me in the family room was a gorgeous-looking morning blue older unicorn mare with a spiralling styled pink mane and tail. Her athletic 6ft 10in equine figure was encased in a mysterious purple-coloured mare's V neck short-sleeve blouse and black mare's mid-rise slim pull-on pants.
On her twelve-inch, long morning blue stunningly opulent long and slender like silk bare feet with natural beauty with dusty red toenail polish were bone-white coloured Oriana flat sandals. This older unicorn mare was Vice President of Galaxy Corporation Ophelia Silverlight and my Grandmother.
The Galaxy Corporation is the largest manufacturing corporation in Califoalnia, run by my great grandmother and grandmother, based in San Dartmoor pony city in San Dartmoor Pony County. I was contacted a few days before my wife left for her two-week business trip for the Dayspring Corporation to Manehattan by my mother and grandmother.
Both mares told me that each had some business to take care of in downtown Los Ungulas for Galaxy Corporation. Instead of driving the two hundred seventy-four miles round trip from San Dartmoor Pony County to Los Ungulas County. They asked if they could stay with me at my home till they conclude their business in downtown Los Ungulas. Since I would be alone at our Georgian-style home in the City of West Applewood, I said sure. It would be kind of fun to visit with my grandmother and mother as I have been unable to free up time to head down to San Dartmoor Pony County to see my family.
“Behave yourself, grandson. I know you are looking at my long morning blue stunningly opulent long and slender like silk bare feet with natural beauty clad in my flat sandals."Ophelia said, knowing and warning as she wiggled her slender and pure with the right amount of flexibility in the skin of the toe pads underneath the front strap of her sandal nervously.
Despite the advanced age of my grandmother, the old unicorn mare has retained her beauty throughout the years like all the mares of my family, me included. But the one thing I know that has increased over the years is her ticklish bare feet. If the right spot on my grandmother barefoot is tickled, she is in hysterics in no time.
But before I could react, we both heard the unmistakable clickety-clack of heels on hickory chestnut two engineered hardwood floor. Walking up to the entrance to the family room, standing in the opening, was a gorgeous dark blue older unicorn mare with a youthful-looking style crimson red mane and tail. Her athletic 6ft 10in equine figure was encased in a black short-sleeve tiered party dress whose knee-length hemline hit her knees.
On her twelve-inch long luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue bare feet with carnation pink toenail polish were black Tayen dress pumps. Her well-manicured elegant, and shapely hands with the same carnation pink nail polish were wrapped around a black Mundi file master wallet. This older unicorn mare was Chief Financial officer for the Galaxy Corporation Susan Shimmering Diamond Silverlight and my own mother.
"Good evening mother, are you going out for the night?" Justice asked, noticing that his mother was all dressed up for some evening event.
"I am Justice; I was invited by one of my meeting clients to an office party. At that office party, he will give me the last of the paperwork I require." Susan explains in an exquisite tone of voice with a slight hint of maternal instincts.
“I stop by Justice to say I am going to be late this evening, so please leave the front door key somewhere I can find it before you go to bed," Susan said in an exquisite and polite tone of voice as Justice hugged his mother and she returned the hug.
"All right, mother, I might still be up. I have several advertising campaigns to go over, why Celestia is on her two weeks business trip for the Dayspring Corporation to Manehattan." I explained as I escorted my mother to her car outside, and she waved goodbye to me.
By the time I got back to the family room, my grandmother's ticklish bare feet had slipped away back to her guest room on the second floor of my home. Frustrated that my grandmother's ticklish bare feet got away, I went to the study to begin reviewing the several proofs that Emerald sent me to check for numerous advertising campaigns that the Dayspring Corporation was handling.
At ten pm in Los Ungulas and one am in Manehattan, I received a phone call from my wife, Mrs. Celestia Silverlight, to discuss one of our advertising campaigns that she went to Manehattan for. We discuss the advertising campaigns till midnight in Los Ungulas and two am in Manehattan.
I could tell my wife was super tired from the whole day in Manehattan of businesses meetings after businesses meetings, so I told her to go to bed. She kisses me on the phone and says good night. With several advertising campaigns still left to review, I made a small pot of coffee for myself to drink and continued examining the proofs.
At one am, I heard the front door open to my home then close, so after, the unmistakable sound of awkward walking in heels across the hickory chestnut two engineered hardwood floor is what drew me to the foyer in the first place from the study. As I exited the study walk toward the staircase was my mother.
I asked her how the party went; she mumbled an answer that I couldn't quite understand. Not wanting my drunken mother to hurt herself going up the staircase. I walk her up the stairs to her guest bedroom upstairs. The conversation was kind of one sided between us; it mounted to me asking my mother a few standard questions and her incoherently answering me till we arrived at her guest bedroom.
I lay my mother on her bed and turned her head so she would not suffocate herself. At the time, I don't know what came over me, but I stared at my mother's bare-heeled clad feet lying vulnerable on her bed, and I decided to play with them without her knowing it.
I shook her gently, and she opened her drunken blurred cobalt blue eyes. I asked her if she was okay, and she told me she had drunk too much at the party. She went on to say the room was spinning, and her head felt that it was going to explode, and she closed her cobalt blue eyes again.
I asked her if she needed anything, but she didn’t answer me this time. I shook her gently once more, and she didn't open her eyes or move this time. So I figured she was out cold this time, and I quietly moved to the foot of her bed. I slowly and gently lifted both of my mother’s legs and removed her pumps from what I know were her bare feet, as my mother always wears her shoes upon bare feet went she goes to any kind of party.
With my mother's pumps laying on the bedroom floor, remove left reveal were a pair of tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue bare feet. A voluptuous continuous curved arch was high enough to be attractive, leading into a shapely soft curved ball of her feet and impeccable rounded heels.
It continues up to elegant toe stems that are topped with ten well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite toes with her big toes the longest and the rest of her toes tapering off. Each toenail was beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with carnation pink toenail polish. As I scrunched her toes down, the sleek dark blue soles easily wrinkled, revealing her charming and delicate creases before smoothing out once again went I released her toes.
This was the first time I ever saw my mother, Susan Shimmering Diamond Silverlight's feet bare as tiny unicorn colt. My mother, a corporate business mare, always wore natural coloured pantyhose with her high heel pumps for her job at my family business Galaxy Corporation. After getting me to start my homework and before she started dinner for us, she would go to her bedroom to put on her heather gray terry cloth mare’s ballerina slippers on her pantyhose feet and wear them for the rest of that evening.
"Please, baby, your mommy's feet are very ticklish went wearing pantyhose. That tickled." In a slow motherly voice, Susan said as if she was dreaming in her drunken stupor of her past.
As I was tracing my fingers along the outer edge of her tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue barefoot with carnation pink toenail polish. It sparked a memory from my colt hood because it was only me, my mother and my two sisters in the evening as our father ran off with another mare.
After finishing dinner, we would help wash the dinner dishes, our mother would turn off the TV. She would call it family time; it meant she would lay down on her belly on top of our couch to continue reading her book as the three of us finished the rest of our homework from school. Also, during that time, she would rest her slipper-clad feet on the couch's armrest, and my two sisters would head off to their rooms, leaving me with our mother in the family room.
It was during that time went my mother would get absorbed in her book. Forget that I was in the same room with her went that happened; I would push the footstool in front of her slipper-clad feet dangling over the armrest of the couch. I would wait for her unicorn tail to begin slowly whooshing from side to side, meaning that she was now totally absorbed in her book.
I would slip her slippers off her dark blue nylon clad soles and scratch her heels with my fingers; this would unintentionally cause her five-inch long tail to whip at the itching sensation on her heels.
"I know what you are remembering, Justice, the times I let you take my slippers off my nylon-clad feet to tickle me went you were colt," Susan said motherly and very sober as Justice held his mother's bare feet in his hands with his cobalt blue eyes widen in alarm.
"It's fine, Justice; if you want to play with your gorgeous mother’s sensitive feet, it fine. What you didn't know all those times I let you tickle my nylon clad feet went you were a colt. It was intentional." Susan said with a hint of maternal instincts as Justice couldn't believe how delicate soft his mother's large feet were as his finger slid effortlessly off the flawless and unblemished dark blue soles of his mother’s feet.
“Being a single and working mare raising three foals was hard. I understood my two fillies because I was a filly myself long ago. But my only colt was the biggest mystery to me. I just couldn't connect to him like a father could. I tried various things to connect with you, Justice. Some of those things worked, and other things didn't. (Ears droop down on top of Susan's head as a single tear ran down her cheek)." Susan said with a hitch in her's voice as Justice brought his mother's feet up to his nostrils, taking a good whiff of her feet, picking up the scent of sandalwood and lavender oil-infused moisturizer rub on his mother’s feet.
"It was totally by accident. Went I noticed your interest in your own mother's nylon-clad dark blue bare feet went you were a colt," Susan explains as Justice kept her feet enjoying sandalwood and lavender scent oil on his mother's feet.
"Yawn! Please, baby, could you give your mother back her feet. I am still exhausted from the office party I went to, and it was very late. I would like to sleep. Plus, tomorrow your grandmother will be gone all day. It will be you and me here alone all day. Baby, tomorrow, you may play with my feet again." Susan said, fatigued as she kissed Justice on the cheek, and he left the room.
The following morning in my home kitchen, I talked to my mother as we waited for my grandmother to leave the house for her all-day business appointments for today. I couldn’t help but smile; my mother stood in front of the kitchen sink with her hands in soapy water, cleaning the breakfast dishes like she did before going to work.
The only difference was that she wasn't wearing her skirt suit, natural coloured pantyhose's and black high heel pumps, typical business attire. She was wearing a burnt olive trope-coloured mare's split crew neck short sleeve blouse, washed black mares high rise straight ripped relaxed fit jeans.
On her twelve-inch long tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue bare feet with carnation pink toenail polish were white mare's Foula flat sandals. The sandals were held to her feet by an elastic band that held tight to her impeccable rounded and supple, slender heels that accentuated the overall look of her luxurious beauty and sensuous refined long rounded shaped feet.
Before long, my mother and I heard the unmistakable clickety-clack of high heels on the hickory chestnut two engineered hardwood floor of the foyer walking towards the front door of my home, soon after the front door was open then closed. My mother and I opened the curtains just wide enough to look out through the front bow window of my home for a few minutes. We watch a gray crystal-powered BMW 330 I drive away from my house, driven by my grandmother during that time.
"She gone mother, are you ready?" I asked my mother, who took a deep breath into her lungs, before kissing me on my cheek.
"It's hard to believe now; my ticklish feet were able to connect with my only colt. The one part of my body that is so ticklish, even those I take care of my whole self. It was my feet that I finely understood my colt." Susan said sincerely as my mother, and I walked to the family room of my home.
“It was pure tickle torture for me; either you tickled me with my nylons on or went I let you tickle me barefooted it was torture. I endured both methods upon my sensitive feet because my maternal instincts told me to and because between breaks, you would open up to me. Any trouble you had as your mother, I would help you Solve it." Susan said candidly as she sat on the far end of the cream-white Aliso leather upholstery collection roll-arm sofa to wait for Justice to sit down on the other end.
I hugged and kissed my mother on her cheek before sitting down on the other end of the sofa, at which time my mother brought her dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn legs onto my lap. At the end of her shapely and pleasing ankles were a pair of luxurious, beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue bare feet in her sandals.
The elastic band easily slips off my mother’s impeccable rounded and supple slender heels. My hands shook tensely make it difficult to remove my mother’s loosened sandal from her shapely dark blue bare feet.
"It's all right, baby, you have to remove mommy footwear before. Take your time; mommy wants you to make her barefooted." Susan said encouragingly in a motherly tone of voice as her ten well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite and comfy toes curl and splay underneath the front strap of her sandals.
"Nooohohohoho! N-not my feehehhehheherheet! Eeeheehahahaha!" Susan exclaimed, protesting out of habit rather than an actual complaint as I ran my finger along the bottom of my mother's feet as I removed my mother’s sandal one at a time.
"Aaahahahahaaaa! N-not my L-left foot! Ddehehefinitely my left foot!" Susan began to laugh as I removed my mother's sandals leaving her in her sensitive bare feet.
"S-stihihihihll the l-leheheheft! Stop it!!" Susan screamed as I continued running my fingers the entire length of her left foot.
“Aaahahaha! Nahahaaahaha! Haahahah! Aha! Nooohohohoho! T-too much too much stop stops Stahahhhap!"Susan screamed in ticklish misery as I used one hand on each of her sensitive bare feet.
"Waitwaitwaitwailt! Stahahahahaaa! Stahaahaahaha!" Susan begged as my mother gasped for air between laughs.
I stopped tormenting my poor mother's sensitive shapely dark blue bare feet went; I noticed she was on the verge of her climax. Not wanting the mare that gave birth to me and loved me to orgasm, I stopped. Went I stopped my mother's head hung low as she was still trying to catch her breath at the same time trying to regain control of her overstimulated and out of control unicorn mare senses.
To help my mother, I started to rub her smooth silken dark blue soles with my thumbs; the loving foot massage helped her regain control of her overstimulated and out-of-control unicorn mare's sexual desires. Before long, my mother sat on her bare feet on the sofa and wrapped her arms around me and told me, "No matter what just happened, she still loves her only colt."
The Experience Files (volume 6)
My ticklish mother one ch 4
My ticklish mother one ch 4
This experience took place why I was still a student at the University of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas. I was twenty years old, and my mother was in her early forty still working at Galaxy Corporation, but this was before she became the Chief Financial officer for the Galaxy Corporation. She was working as the Executive Secretary for my Great Grandmother at the Corporation. She was working on getting her Bachelor of Accounting degree from the University of Coltifornia San Dartmoor pony.
It was hearth's warming holiday from the University of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas, so I drove down by myself to San Dartmoor Pony County to spend the holiday with my family. Usually, I would go down with my two sisters to San Dartmoor Pony County. Still, they called me a week earlier informing me that a clerical error at the University of Southern Coltifornia screwed up their paperwork for next semester.
So they want to straighten out their paperwork at the university before heading down to San Dartmoor pony County for a holiday, and they will meet me down there. I said it was okay. I'll see them down there and not to be late or no hearth's warming dinner for them. At that time, our mother moved into a townhouse as our family home was too large to take care of by herself.
My mother's directions to her new place led me to Breton hill Neighborhood; I would say stone throws from downtown San Dartmoor pony city. It was a quiet neighbourhood of many condominiums, local restaurants and bars. As I parked in front of the complex, I was met outside by a not too old gorgeous dark blue unicorn mare with a fashionably styled crimson red mane and tail. Her athletic 6ft 10in equine figure was encased in an ivory and black Houndstooth skirt suit. On her dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn legs were black mare's fishnet thigh-high stockings. The top of thigh-high stockings was hidden by the above the knee lengths hemline of the pencil skirt of her suit.
On her twelve-inch long tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue stocking-clad bare feet with burgundy red toenail polish were black suede Colleen mare’s gladiator sandals with three-inch block heels. Dangling from her well-defined and shapely shoulders was a tan antique grain satchel with all her personal possessions. This older unicorn mare was Executive Secretary Susan Shimmering Diamond Silverlight and my own mother.
"Did I catch you come back from work, mother?" I asked as she hugged and kissed me on my cheek.
“You did baby, I had to finish up some paperwork for your Great Grandmother at work. I thought I would finish before you were scheduled to arrive. So I could clean up the home a little bit.” My mother said, a little bit embarrassed in her exquisite and soft-spoken tone of voice with a slight hint of maternal instincts.
"It's all right mother, I can help you clean the house." I offered as my mother's cobalt blue eyes blinked with surprise with my offer.
"Now, baby, I can't ask you to help me clean the house; you are on Hearth’s warming holiday from school.” My mother said she struggled to control the quivering in her exquisite and soft-spoken tone of voice.
“Yes, I am on hearth's warming holiday from school, mother. But still, you are my mother, and it looks like you need the help." I said purposely as my mother's face brightened with my comment.
With that, I followed my mother to her place in the complex; over the next few hours, we cleaned my mother's place from top to bottom. As I put her vacuum away in her hallway closet, my mother kissed me once more on my cheek; her gorgeous equine face was flushed with happiness.
"Thank you, baby, as unicorn mother, I must pay you back. Please name it." My mother said, grateful as I subtly looked at my mother's stocking-clad and sandals clad long tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue bare feet.
"How about I give you a foot massage, mother. I noticed that you have been wearing high-heeled sandals since I met you outside. I bet your feet are very sore; that how you can pay me back, mother." I said as my mother blushed a bit, and she looked at her feet clad in her sandals.
"Well, I did say name it, baby. So I am going to assume you want your mother barefooted for the foot massage.” My mother said in her exquisite and soft-spoken tone of voice recognizing as I followed my mother over to the Pennington sand-coloured sofa in the living room.
In the living room, my mother sat down so elegantly and gracefully, the hallmark of most classy unicorn mare in Equestria on the far end of the sofa. I got excited watching my mother cross her dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn legs over each other. She rests her sandal-clad feet with nylons on the Samsel white oak wire-brushed water-resistant engineered hardwood floor beside the sofa.
Slowly a Prussian blue colour magic aura begins forming on my mother's medium-sized spiral horn; a second later. The soft jingling of the small silver buckles on her ankle-straps begins to move as the leather band slides out from underneath the fasteners. Loosening her sandals upon her tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue stocking-clad bare feet with burgundy red toenail polish.
My mother reached her well-manicured elegant and shapely hand down with the same burgundy red nail polish on her toes. She removed her sandals from her black mare's fishnet thigh-high stockings feet make a very soft swishing sound, and carefully she placed her sandals on the nearby Pennington sand-coloured ottoman.
She then lifted her dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn leg straight in the air, pointing her five well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite toes toward me. Once again, a Prussian blue colour magic aura begins forming on my mother's medium-sized spiral horn.
Slowly her magic rolled her fishnet down her smooth dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn leg off her luxurious beautiful and sensuously refined long rounded shaped right dark blue barefoot.
She once again lifted her other dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn leg straight in the air, pointing her other five well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite toes toward me. And once again, a Prussian blue colour magic aura begins forming on my mother's medium-sized spiral horn.
Her unicorn magic rolled her fishnet down her smooth dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn leg. Off her luxurious beautiful and sensuous refined long rounded shaped left dark blue barefoot, rendering her barefooted.
An amorous smile formed on my mother’s snout as she brought her dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn legs against the sofa. So her ten well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite toes rest on the tips of her toes on the floor of her living room as her breath became ragged with desire for her majestic unicorn stallion son.
Suddenly her cobalt blue eyes widened in alarm as nauseating spurts of adrenaline course through my mother's veins went; she leaped to her feet. Pitter-patter in her luxurious beautiful and sensuously refined, long rounded shaped dark blue bare feet into the galley style kitchen with an island of her townhouse.
"Mother?" I said as I walked over to the galley-style kitchen with an island to see what was wrong with my mother.
As I approached the kitchen, I heard anxious sniffling and my mother mumbling to herself how I am her foal, and she is my mother. She no desperate unicorn mare, and I am her foal that she gave birth to and love very much. She can't allow her sexual desires to change that even those I am majestic unicorn stallion.
"I am sorry, mother, that was selfish of me to ask to rub your feet like that," I said apologetically as I hugged my mother and felt her sleek muscles relax in her tall unicorn mare figure.
"It's not your fault baby, I guess you caught me on the tail end of my heat." My mother explains, returning my hug as she caressed my cheek with her well-manicured elegant and shapely hand with the same burgundy red nail polish on her toes.
With that, we walked back to the front of the island and sat down on the twenty-eight-inch tall Ace maple swivel stools with a low back to talk as my mother floated two green ceramic Amsterdam teacups and saucers out of the cupboard onto the counter in front of us. She floated a warm green Amsterdam ceramic infuser teapot a moment later onto a green Amsterdam ceramic teapot warmer.
Before snapping her elegant and shapely fingers, lighting the fresh-cut roses scented tea light candle with unicorn magic underneath the teapot warmer. She pours the Twinings Lady Grey black tea into our cups to drink. A whimsical smile formed on my snout as my mother's crossed her smooth dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn legs relaxed; one knee tossed casually over the other in front of her.
She begins tapping her still, very much naked foot soundlessly in the open air. Tempting me to tickle my mother's elevated sensitive foot as her legs were crossed in front of her, peacefully sipping her tea as she held a conversation with me about school and my grades. She always made sure that I kept my grades up.
“Huh!?” my mother exclaimed as she felt my hand lightly grab hold of her pleasing slender ankle of her elevated sensitive foot.
In my hand, I held my mother's tapered shaped luxurious beautifully and sensuous refined long rounded shaped dark blue barefoot. From the shapely soft curved ball of her foot, it led to a voluptuous continuous curved arch that was high enough to be attracting and end at impeccable gracefully rounded heel.
It continues up to five elegant toe stems that are topped with five well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite toes. Her big toe was the longest on her foot, and other toes taper off very elegantly down her foot. Each toenail was beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with burgundy red toenail polish. Went she scrunches her toes down, the smooth dark blue soles easily wrinkle, revealing her charming and delicate creases before smoothing out again.
My mother's cobalt blue eyes stare with fascinated horror as a dark blue magically created feather floated in mid-air above the index finger of my free hand. My mother shook her equine head frantically no as she could tell it was stiff type feather, the feather being that stiff will tickle very severely. Her well-proportioned beautiful, exquisite toes helplessly splayed and curled as the stiff feather slowly approached the smooth dark blue sole of her naked foot. My mother shrieked the moment I placed my free hand on the top of her sensitive foot, not allowing it to bend back to escape the tip of the feather.
Susan didn’t feel the initial tip of the stiff feather against her satiny smooth, charming and delicate creases on her foot, but her skin sure did as the foot started to vibrate from light stroking of the tip of the feather against her skin. Before long, my mother exploded with maniacal laughter as the stiff feather tickled her sensitive foot.
Susan was in hysterics in no time as the sensations shot up her smooth dark blue splendidly shaped lengthy unicorn leg and finally exploded in her mind. The sensation got worse for Susan went her son made the dark blue magically created feather begin to saw in-between her very ticklish toes. Susan was screaming with laughter.
Susan squealed and began to giggle went; a second dark blue magically created feather started to paint the inside of the voluptuous continuous curved arch of her foot, and she desperately pleaded with her son to stop. Susan's cobalt blue eyes became saucers went a magically created electric toothbrush formed; she began to giggle more rapidly.
She screams even louder for her son to stop as the oscillating brush head really tickles upon the shapely soft curved ball of her foot. After a few minutes, which felt like an eternity to my poor ticklish unicorn mother, I stopped as her eyes and cheeks were soaked from tears. I stood up and tightly hugged my tired mother.
"It looks like you got your reward for helping me, baby," Susan said, exhausted in a motherly tone of voice as she kissed me on my cheek.
"Oh no, we are not done, mother; your other foot must receive the same treatment as this one did," I said, knowing.
As all my mother could do but laugh at the irony of her other barefoot receiving the exact same treatment that she just barely endured a few moments earlier. Slowly a tide of joy washed over Executive Secretary Susan Shimmering Diamond Silverlight as she looked upon the smiling face of her son. Who was enjoying the tickling of his own mother's sensitive feet?
The Experience Files (volume 6)
This experience took place went my wife, Mrs. Celestia Silverlight, was still on her business trip for Dayspring Corporation in Manehattan. My mother and grandmother returned to San Dartmoor pony city in San Dartmoor Pony County of Califoalnia. I hopped into my crystal-powered convertible gray Camaro LT and drove to the Applewood bowl.
Celestia and I had plans to attend a concert and have a picnic at the Applewood bowl went she returned from her business trip in Manehattan. So I park in lot B and make my way up Odin's path to the box office; as I neared picnic area one, I spotted a lovely slightly older ash gray earth pony mare with youthful looking long-styled medium gray mane and tail. Her elegant 5ft 11in equine figure was attired in a black short-sleeved above the knee length pleated fit and flare dress.
I could see that her sleekly muscular equine legs were crossed, one knee tossed casually over the other underneath the table; it looked like she might have been bare-legged and footed, but I couldn't really tell from deep shadows under the table. She was writing something in a small notebook as she looked like she was humming to herself. As I got closer, I gape in stunned silence. I knew right away who this slightly older ash gray earth pony mare was.
I first made the acquaintance of this earth pony mare in Trotkyo went I was working out there went my boss sent me to one of their concerts to break my homesickness. Since that time, I exchanged E-mails with all three earth pony mares.
"Agatha Melody! You attractive earth pony mare! How are you and your family?" I called as the earth pony mare looked up from her notebook, and a smile formed on her snout.
"(She blush) well, Justice, the flatterer as always. I am doing fine, and my family is fine as well." Agatha answered as she swung her legs out from under the table, walked over to me, and hugged me.
As I thought her legs were bare and on her lovely long narrow shapely, and refined bare feet with pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish were black ankle-strap sandals with four-inch heels. This earth pony mare was Miss Agatha Melody, a renowned violinist and music composer in Equestria. She is also the aunt to Miss Octavia Melody, a famous cello player in Equestria and the sister to Miss Aretha Melody, a renowned harpist and music agent in Equestria. These three earth pony mares play concerts across the globe.
"Went did you arrive in Los Ungulas, Justice?" Agatha asked as we walked back over to the picnic table and sat back down at the table, and she once again crossed her sleekly muscular equine legs, one knee tossed casually over the other in the daylight.
"I work here, Agatha; after the red dragon corporation went under in Trotkyo," I explained as the breath catches in Agatha's throat.
This allows me to get a good long look at her smooth, sleekly muscular equine legs and lovely long narrow shapely and refined bare feet with pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish on her ash-gray long dazzling shapely adorable soft, elegant toes with slight plump to them. Before Agatha could come to her senses, two more earth pony mares walked toward the picnic table from the entrance gate.
The first earth pony mare was a glamorous-looking ash gray earth pony mare with elegance and a beautiful long-styled cadet gray mane and tail. Her elegant 5ft 10in equine figure was attired in a black one-shoulder sleeveless midi length dress. On her ten-inch long ash gray, lovely long narrow shapely and refined bare feet were black mare’s ankle strap sandals with three and one fourth inch heel.
Protruding from under the front straps of her sandals were her ten ash gray long dazzling shapely adorable soft, elegant toes with slight plump to them with pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish. This earth pony mare was Miss Octavia Melody, the renowned cello player in Equestria.
Following Octavia was the second lovely, slightly older ash gray earth pony mare with glamorous tumbled long-styled midnight gray mane and tail. Her elegant 5ft 11in equine figure was attired in a black sequined sleeveless above the knee-length lace cocktail dress. On her ten and one-third inch, ash gray lovely long narrow shapely and refined bare feet were black strappy sandals with three and three-fourths heels.
Protruding from under the front straps of her sandals were her ten ash gray long dazzling shapely adorable soft, elegant toes with slight plump to them with pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish. This earth pony mare was Miss Aretha Melody, a renowned harpist and music agent in Equestria, as well as Octavia's mother and Agatha's older sister.
I stood up and hugged the other two earth pony mares in turn and noticed that all three earth pony mares had smooth, sleekly muscular equine legs and lovely long narrow shapely and refined bare feet with pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish. Octavia sat behind me at the picnic table and crossed her smooth, sleekly muscular equine legs, one knee tossed casually over the other behind me.
Why Aretha sat behind Agatha and crossed her smooth, sleekly muscular equine legs, one knee tossed casually over the other behind Agatha. Octavia knowing my love for mare's feet from the e-mails we exchanged, adjusted her seated position behind me so her elevated foot would be lined up with my hand at my side.
Once lined up with my hand, she rubbed the side of her big toe against my hand, telling me her foot was in position. As I spoke to Aretha and Agatha, my free hand caressed the smooth bridge of Octavia's elevated foot till my fingers sunk into her arch. I used my index finger to trace the radius of Octavia’s arch.
I felt her elevated foot begin to shutter the more times I traced the radius of her arch. I heard Octavia suppress a yelp and suppress a giggle as to not alert her aunt and mother about what going on behind me. My index finger reached the front end of her arch. And the tip of my index finger traced the back end of the ball of her foot. Till it was stopped by the thin leather band on her sandal over the back of her toes.
I felt Octavia curl her toes around my fingers; using my thumb, I pushed the thin band over the back of her toes off. Only a moment later, she uncurled her toes. I flipped my hand over and took hold of Octavia's single barefoot in my hand. Her single barefoot felt warm and slightly damp from the anxious sweating of being caught by her mother and aunt.
Suddenly we all heard the text message notification go off from someone's cell phone at the table. All at once, the three ponies look at their cell phones except for Agatha, who had an incriminating smile on her snout and her thumb on the sent button of her cell phone text message system.
"Oh, thank you, sister, for reminding me. I almost forgot that. If you would excuse me, Justice, I have something to do. As I don't need my sister and daughter for this job, they may continue talking and visiting with you. Goodbye." Aretha said politely as she stood up and kissed me on my cheek before heading back inside.
"All right, niece, put your sandal back on your elevated foot. I know Justice is playing with your foot behind his back, and I want to get in on this as well." Agatha said as Octavia slipped her toes back underneath the front strap of her sandal.
With that, my two earth pony mares and I stood up from picnic area one near the main gate into the Applewood Bowl. Agatha says that on the other side of lot A, their picnic area is called picnic area two, a little secluded and away from the main gate. As we walk, the heels on my two mares sandals click-clack over the blacktop of lot A.
We headed toward a short concrete path leading behind some hedges by the side of the parking lot. As we come around behind the barriers, we enter a large concrete pad with two six-foot-long expanded metal oval picnic tables in the area. I blink with surprise; this picnic area two is nicely hidden from view but not so much for seclusion; you can see what was going on in parking lot A, but parking lot A is empty on this day.
"Very nice, Agatha! So who wants to go first?" I asked as the two mares chuckled into the back of their hands.
"How about letting Octavia go first, Justice. Since she was more willing to let her feet be played with, why we were talking." Agatha commented as a smile formed on Octavia's snout went; her aunt said she could go first.
"Wait one minute, my mares, let me take another look at this oval picnic table really fast," I said as I looked at the table one more time and then looked at my earth pony mares waiting nearby.
'Let see, I can have Octavia laying on top of the table here and Agatha lying on the bench there.' I thought as Octavia and Agatha gawk in disbelief went Aretha arrived in picnic area two with a knowing smile on her snout.
“Do you both really think I am that gullible daughter and sister?" Aretha said, pretending to be agitated with her own daughter and sister.
“Mother!” Octavia exclaimed
“Sister!” Agatha exclaimed
“Do you really believe you two are only one who likes having your feet played with? Sometimes I am in Los Ungulas alone for a solo concert; I phone Justice here to meet me in my hotel room to have my feet played with. It's great stress relief." Aretha said as Agatha giggled went she remembered seeing that signed photo of her sister sitting on the shelf behind Justice’s desk in his office at the Dayspring Corporation last time she had business with him.
"Oh! Hey, Aretha, are you here to join the fun?" I asked went I noticed Aretha standing at the picnic area entrance two, and I walked up to her and hugged her.
"I am Justice if my two family members didn't trick me into almost missing this. But anyway went I arrived, you were intently studying that picnic table in front of you." Aretha commented as I tapped my finger on the lower half of my snout and shook my head.
“You three are about five foot something, correct?” I asked Aretha as she looked toward her sister and daughter.
"My sister and I stand 5ft 11in, and my daughter stands 5ft 10in. So yes, five-foot is about correct." Aretha answered, rubbing the lower half of her snout with her hand, wondering why Justice asked her that question.
"I think I can have each of you lying on this picnic table at the same time. With two of you on the benches and the last one on the table." I explained as I gestured toward the table in front of me with my hand as Aretha blinked with surprise, noticing the idea's potential.
"That is brilliant, Justice; if you do that, all three of our feet can be played with at the same time. But the only thing I see wrong with that Justice ( I raised one of my eyebrows in questioning slant) is that these benches are not wide enough for two grown mares to lie on without falling off the bench onto the concrete.” Aretha explains as I smile at her with a knowing grin.
I reached into the pocket of my jeans and flipped an eight inches diameter silver disc underneath the table. I snapped my fingers together as four dark blue magical created planks appeared, making the benches on either side big enough for two fully grown mares to lay down on without falling off the benches.
"What in the hay did you do, Justice?" All three mares say simultaneously as the three earth pony mares walked up to the table, touched the magically created planks, and pushed on them; they felt solid.
“That little silver disc underneath the table is something I call a spell disc. As we unicorn drain our magic went, we cast magic. That little disc has a permanent spell on it that doesn't drain my magic." I explain, flipping another little silver disc behind the hedges and snapping my finger again causes a large shimmering dome to form over the picnic area two. This is called the obscure spell; it hides what is going on inside the site from all sight.
With that, I gestured the three earth pony mares into position on the picnic table. I placed Miss Aretha Melody on the bench on the right side; I placed Miss Agatha Melody on the bench on the left side and Miss Octavia Melody on the table. Using a slight bit of my own magic energy, I created a magical rolling stool for me to sit on and quickly moved about in the area.
"As you can see, Justice, I am already. I know you like to start with tickling my nice, firm breasts. Before taking my shoes off. So I am happy you put that obscure spell on this area." Aretha said as she already unzipped her gown and exposed her nice firm ash gray bare breasts.
Aretha was yelling with laughter as I tickled every inch of her exposed nice firm ash gray bare breasts; went I finished stroking the sensitive bosom, she was left breathless. A sudden spurt of adrenaline coursed through my veins as the remaining two mares had their nice firm ash gray bare breasts exposed.
So I went to work on the other two mares' nice firm ash gray bare breasts tickling each one in turn for a few minutes and left them breathless with initial tickle upon their sensitive bosom now done. I sat back down on my magical created rolling stool to remove the sandals of my three earth pony mares. I started with unbuckling the sandals of Aretha and placing the removed sandals on the ground underneath the bench she was lying on.
Next, I rolled over to Agatha and unbuckled her sandals, placing them on the ground underneath the bench she was lying on. I finished removing Octavia’s sandals as all I had to do was remove the back strap off her heels. With all their sandals removed left revealed were three pairs of lovely long narrow shapely, and fine ash gray bare feet that had a streamlined look to them with beautifully high arches that flowed into the rounded balls of their feet and delicate stable round heels.
Their pretty long, shapely narrow toes with a slight plump were beautifully trimmed and shaped, painted with pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish. The satiny smooth ash gray soles upon these little shapely and refined ash gray bare feet were affable with superb flowing wrinkles. I rolled back over to Aretha and Agatha and went to work on their susceptible lovely long narrow shapely and fine ash gray bare feet; before long, the two older earth pony mares passed out. With a snap of my fingers, I teleported the two unconscious earth pony mares back to their cars to allow them to recover.
"Do you want to take my dress completely off, Justice?" Octavia asked as she remained lying on top of the picnic table.
"Of course, Octavia, Not many ponies know just how lovely your equine figure really is," I comment as I once again snap my fingers, making her dress disappear off her and appear in my hand.
I carefully folded it and placed it on the bench before floating her black mare's ankle strap sandals with three and one fourth inch heels onto the bench with her black one-shoulder sleeveless midi-length dress. With Octavia's black dress completely removed, lying on the table was curvaceous ash gray earth pony mare body with reasonable sized nice firm ash gray bare breasts. To preserve Octavia Melody's mare dignity, she still had her pink high cut panties.
Octavia Melody's face flushed with happiness as, without warning, several magically created soft dark blue feathers descend upon her curvaceous ash gray earth pony mare body with reasonable-sized nice firm ash gray bare breasts. As the first feather makes contact with her ash-gray smooth pony pelt, a smile forms on her snout as more feathers make contact with her coat. She begins laughing from the ticklish feather upon her body.
Once all the feathers contact her pelt, she begins laughing uncontrollably and flops around. This forces me to create magical clamps to hold Octavia still as the ticklish feathers do their devious work upon her helpless earth pony upper body. I move down to Octavia's pairs of lovely long narrow shapely and fine ash gray bare feet. I held both of Octavia's shapely ankles in one hand and watched as sweat began forming on her satiny smooth ash gray soles as the upper body tickling continued unabated.
Went Octavia's feet were suitable damp, I leaned forward and drew my rough tongue along the underside of Octavia's satiny smooth ash gray soles. The ticklish earth pony mare gave a shriek so loud that my ears perked up as her voice echoed around the sizeable shimmering dome. I used the tips of my fingers to caress her damp satiny smooth ash gray soles, slowly teasing little circles across the arches of Octavia's helpless feet.
Octavia's pretty long shapely narrow toes with a slight plump wriggled, splayed, clenched and curled helplessly, doing all it can to defend against my slow, teasing assault upon her satiny smooth ash gray soles. Over the next few minutes, Octavia's helpless laughter slowly increased in volume as I used only my fingertips to slowly tease little circles across the beautiful high arches of Octavia's deliberately flexing vulnerable feet.
I kept teasing my fingers slowly, gently and horrifically around the expanse of Octavia's poor, helpless satiny smooth ash gray soles, not letting up one second of her tickle torture on her sweaty bare feet. I was not satisfied with simply doing that. I carefully work my fingers closer and closer to Octavia's trembling, pretty long shapely narrow toes with a slight plump to them.
My diabolical fingers waited patiently on the creamy smooth round balls of her feet, waiting for the right time to strike her pretty long, shapely narrow toes with a slight plump to them. At the right time, my fingers make contact with her toes, her light purple eyes widen in alarm, and the poor earth pony mare gives a shriek.
"Noooot my toes!! Not my toohohohohohohohos!" Octavia squeaked as she thrashed her head back and forth as I gently wiggled my fingertips along the underside of each of her pretty long shapely narrow toes with a slight plump to them.
With a snap of my fingers, all the magically created soft dark blue feathers ceased their tickling attacks on Octavia's sweat-covered curvaceous ash gray earth pony mare body with reasonable sized nice firm ash gray bare breasts that were stiff and stood straight up.
"Are you ok, Octavia?" I ask as Octavia did her best to get her breathing under control. The subtle smile on my snout told the sweat-covered Octavia it was not over yet.
After the tickle torture across her curvaceous ash gray earth pony mare body with reasonable sized nice firm ash, gray bare breasts got her really going. She couldn't wait to top it off. I moved back down to her lovely long narrow shapely, and fine ash gray bare feet that had a streamlined look to them with beautifully high arches that flowed into the rounded balls of her feet and delicate stable round heels.
I again placed Octavia's shapely ankles in one hand and brought out my tongue. But this time, I ran my tongue softly and gently about her lovely long narrow voluptuous and refined ash gray bare feet up to her shapely ankles, licking the sweat off her feet.
The uncontrollable laughter from before was replaced with very gratifying moaning as her sensitive feet savoured the gentle caress of my tongue upon them. As I replaced her own sweat on her sensitive feet with my saliva. I repositioned my hand around her feet and pushed her pretty long, shapely narrow toes with a slight plump to them down.
I wrapped my mouth around all ten of her pretty long shapely narrow toes with a slight plump to them and almost sucked the pink pearlescent coloured toenail polish off her slim plump toes. This caused Octavia to unleash a high-pitched orgasmic moan before passing out from the overwhelming sexual energy that overloaded her senses.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
It has been two weeks since my wife, Mrs. Celestia Silverlight, returned from her business trip for Dayspring Corporation in Manehattan. Slowly a white crystal-powered 230 I BMW drives into the driveway of a Georgian-style home in the City of West Applewood after returning from a concert and picnic at the Applewood bowl of Melody family. Through the house's front door enters a breathtakingly gorgeous white with a hint of pink Alicorn mare with a smooth long-styled golden blonde mane and tail.
Her perfect 6ft 5in equine figure was attired in Panama blue mares' crew neck short-sleeve blouse and lapis awe blue classic bootcut jeans. Her perfectly shaped white with a hint of long pink legs was hidden by the pant legs of her trousers.
On her reasonably large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with Russian roulette red nail polish were natural coloured mares' sheer anklet socks and taupe coloured mares' block heel palo booties with two and one-half heels. Her large white with a hint of pink feathery bird wings was folded on her back. This Alicorn mare was Celestia Silverlight, the CEO of Dayspring Corporation and my dear wife.
I am a majestic and handsome-looking dark blue unicorn stallion with a thick and full crimson red mane and tail. My 6ft 5in athletic equine figure was in a dull brown short-sleeve polo shirt and light blue-gray tapered athletic fit jeans. On my twelve-inch long socked dark blue bare feet were brown slip-on shoes. I am Chief Marketing officer Justice Silverlight for the Dayspring Corporation and Celestia’s dear husband.
"You promised, honey, if I let you enjoy the concert, those booties come off your feet," I said, reminding as Celestia kissed me on my lips, leaving her red lipstick print on my lips.
"Of course, they can; I did promise you, Justice. Went we get home, my feet are for you to sniff and lick the sweat off them. You know how much I enjoy your tongue on my sensitive feet. It is such a wonderful experience with the one I love so dearly." Celestia said, loving as she took hold of my hand, and we walked to our fourteen by twenty-foot square medium size family room.
"Has the experience of having your feet tickled been every unpleasant?" I said cheekily as I felt my wife's well-manicured large slender hand with Russian roulette red nail polish tighten around my hand, and her palm grows clammy.
With that, we walked into our fourteen by twenty-foot square medium size family room painted in a taupe and white colour scheme. The two and one half inch heels on Celestia’s booties were muffled by the dynasty blue carpeting on the room floor. We walked over to an eighty-four-inch long midnight blue Bellingham textured sofa. I sat down on one end of the midnight blue Bellingham textured sofa, and Celestia lay down on the same sofa before placing her booted feet on my lap.
“Please, my love, tell me went the tickling of your feet became unpleasant? I can learn to change." I said, concerned as I carefully unzipped Celestia's booties and removed them from her stocking-clad plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet.
Through the sheer fabric of natural coloured anklet socks, I could see the shiny Russian roulette red nail polish upon my Alicorn's mare shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes. As I gently rubbed my thumb on the nail of her big toe through the fabric, I heard sobbing coming from my wife, Celestia. Her light magenta eyes were haunted by some inner pain as she shook her wedge-shaped head no.
"Please, Justice, the tickling of my sensitive feet by you has always been a wonderful experience to have with you. You are only one I have allowed tickling my desperately ticklish plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet anytime they wanted." Celestia said, genuinely concerned for her husband’s feeling as she sat on her legs and wrapped her large white with a hint of pink feathery bird wings around me and kissed me once again.
“Will you tell me who makes being tickled so unpleasant for you, dearest?” I asked as Celestia shook her wedge-shaped head hesitantly yes.
I slowly rolled up the hem of her pants legs, revealing the top of her natural coloured mares' sheer anklet socks. I watched as a very light gold magic aura formed on her long spiral horn before starting on the welt of her natural coloured mares' sheer anklet socks. She slowly rolled the anklet socks off her plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with her telekinesis and floated them above my wedge-shaped head.
“My dearest, would you put your head back and open your mouth for me," Celestia asked sweetly as I did as I was told.
I open my mouth, and Celestia, using her telekinesis, wrung out her natural coloured mares' sheer anklet socks in the air allowing the droplets of her sweat on her nylon socks to drop upon my tongue. As the sweet-tasting liquid slowly slid down my taste buds into the back of my throat. I could taste the salty-sweet vanilla flavor of my Alicorn mare's creamy soft soles of her plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet coating every taste bud. As the salty-sweet vanilla flavor disappeared into the back of my throat, I starved for more of that sweet nectar that my wife’s feet produced.
I slowly brought my wedge-shaped head forward with salty-sweet vanilla flavor still permeating my mouth from the sweat that dipped off her nylon socks. They're sitting so enticingly on my lap, the source of the sweet nectar that my wife's feet produced. Her relatively large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with sexy deep sets and high arches, shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes that are the perfect length for her unassuming Alicorn size feet. The balls of her feet were perfectly round and soft. The ideal round supple heel was just as smooth.
The skin on the bottom of her feet was creamy soft as her feet really don't get rough or callous by walking around barefooted. She gently scrunches her toes down, causing her creamy soft soles to wrinkle, revealing all her perfect creases across her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of her feet. In a moment of clarity, I spotted the crafty smile on my wife's snout; she was using her sweaty, reasonably large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet to get my mind off who might have made tickled of her feet so unpleasant for her.
"If you don't tell me who had made tickling so unpleasant for you, I am leaving you, Celestia," I said, pretending to be upset as Celestia's eyes transfixed with horror watched me slip my wedding ring off my finger.
"Justice please! Don't leave me. It was Twilight Sparkle during college." Celestia said as I placed the wedding ring back on my finger.
"Thank you, Justice," Celestia said, relieved as she kissed me on my lips.
It happened during college football season went you were away with the University of Coltifornia Los Ungulas football team at numerous away games for the season. I was attired in cobalt blue short-sleeve midi fit and flare dress. I was wearing a pair of wine red mares' Graysn wedge heel pumps with two-inch heels upon my bare feet. I just finished closing up the Tiny T shoe store for the day; earlier that day, Sherry told me that the shoe store would be closed for a few days why she was away.
Working at the Tiny T Shoe Store was the only way I kept from missing my dear boyfriend (Celestia kissed Justice on his lips) went she told me it would be closed for a few days; I really started to miss you. In that state of mind missing you so bad that I was so susceptible as I made my way back to my off-campus housing.
I ran into Miss Twilight's sparkle; she was holding some kind of notebook in her hand with my mind so muddled like that I made out what looked like a picture of a sole of the foot on one of the pages in the book. I remember her asking me how I was doing, and I answered, ok. But I don't remember her asking me if I was ticklish and where. All I remember is answering desperately ticklish on my feet and continuing to my off-campus housing.
The following day I wore the same outfit from the previous day and found a hot cup of tea waiting for me on my desk went I came out of my bathroom after washing up. Think one of the other mares was trying to cheer me up from missing my boyfriend I took a drink of the tea. Fifteen minutes later, I fell asleep and remembered nothing after that.
I came to a few minutes later and found myself in a large concrete square room with numerous computer stations; it was some kind of college campus lab. After the initial panic attack, I took control of my emotions and calmly looked around the campus lab. I noticed written and drawn on the blackboard was a picture representing my feet; it had numerous red X's on different parts of my feet with the heading duration.
It didn't take a genius to figure out what the plan for me was; whoever ever grabbed me was planning to tickle my desperately ticklish feet till I couldn't take it and write down the time it took. At that moment, I realized my arms were tied behind my back, and my wings were also tied up with magic rope. My eyes widened with alarm went I noticed the disruptor ring at the base of my spiral horn, negating my use of magic.
I continued assessing my situation; my perfectly shaped white with a hint of pink long Alicorn legs was stretched out in front of me. With a rope tied around my perfectly shaped ankles and bound to the uprights of another chair, I was pleased that my shoes were still on my feet. But I knew it was only temporary if the plan was to see how long I could endure being tickled on different parts of my feet.
Those shoes would have to be removed to gain full access to the creamy soft soles of my sizeable bare feet. I realized that I started to blubber uncontrollably, not because I was scared because if they pushed tickling my feet too far, what I allowed you to do would be gone.
"Now Celestia, as I do love your sizeable Alicorn bare feet being so sensitive to tickling. That is not the only reason I love you. It's you I love." I said affectionately as I rested her chin on my shoulder and caressed my hand down her folded large white with a hint of pink feathery bird wings resting against her back.
I took a deep breath and stopped crying as Miss Twilight Sparkle walked into the lab carrying the same notebook I saw her with yesterday. It didn't take me too long to figure out it was her who grabbed me and, most like, put something in my drink to knock me out and tie me up like that.
"Miss Twilight Sparkle, as your house mare, I demand you release me!" I said sharply as I watched Twilight pull the third chair in front of my bound shoed feet.
"Now why would I untie you, House mare Borealis before the testing begins. Besides, you are the one that suggested tying you up like this. You say the results would be more accurate." Twilight said as I blinked with a surprise from what she said.
"I would never suggest something like that, Miss Sparkle. I know how ticklish I am on my feet." I said hotly as Twilight sighed slowly toward me.
"But never less, you volunteered to be my first test subject for this sensitivity test, House mare Borealis," Twilight said, knowing as she ran her index fingers along the edge of my shoes, following the shape of my shoes upon my feet.
This sent chills up my back each time the pad of her finger made contact with exposed flesh on the bridge of my feet. See me suddenly flinch like that. Twilight ran her finger across the exposed tops of my feet where my toes started. I let out a yelp and tried to stifle a giggle; that was all she needed to know. She took hold of my wine red mares' Graysn wedge heel pumps with two-inch heels and slipped them off my feet. Revealing my reasonably large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with sexy deep sets and high arches, shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes that are the perfect length for my unassuming Alicorn size feet.
The balls of my feet were perfectly round and soft. My perfectly round, supple heel was just as smooth. The skin on the bottom of my feet was creamy soft as my feet really don't get rough or callous by walking around barefooted. I gently scrunch my toes down, causing my creamy soft soles to wrinkle, revealing all my perfect creases across my big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of my feet.
My eyes stared with numbed horror went she brought her red painted nails upon my big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of my feet. She started with a light touch on my soles, causing a tingling sensation. I try my best not to laugh. But she was skilled; she did an even more delicate touch on my trembling bare feet that caused me to laugh.
She quickly wrote something down in her notebook, giving me a short break. But that didn't last for too long; her wicked red fingernails tickle the ends and pads of my toes; due to my creamy soft skin on my toes, I unleashed unrestrained laughter. She pauses once again to write something in her notebook. After writing, she targeted my toes joints on the underside of my toes that once again force unrestrained laughter out of me. The tickle torture continues with her targeting between my toes, top of my toes and the desperately ticklish arches of my feet.
“For all the mercy of the sun! My beloved, please, I don't want to relive that horrible week of unending tickle torture upon my desperately ticklish plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet in the name of science." Celestia said, struggling to control quavering in her voice as I held my terrified Alicorn wife in my arm, calming her by rubbing my hand on her back.
"Please, my dearest Alicorn wife, calm yourself. I am here with you; I can only imagine how helpless you felt being tickled, torture unable to make it stop, and the only goal to see how long you could endure such ordeal. But you are safe with me." I said, sympathetic as I stroked my hand through Celestia's mane as I held her tightly in my arms, reassuring her.
"Justice please could you tickle torture my feet, so I can feel how it felt went the pony that loves me does it to me. It's the only way I can get over it." Celestia said, pleading as I looked at the exposed creamy soft wrinkly soles of her plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with sexy deep sets and high arches pointed toward the ceiling so innocently and vulnerable.
"Only if you really want it, my dear Alicorn wife?" I asked innocently
"I do, my dear unicorn husband," Celestia said in an almost begging tone of voice
With that, Celestia lies back down on the sofa and rest her reasonably large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet with sexy deep sets and high arches. Shapely and delicately rounded, not too long toes are the perfect length for her unassuming Alicorn size feet.
The balls of her feet were perfectly round and soft. The ideal round supple heel was just as smooth as her luxurious bare feet. The skin on the bottom of her feet was creamy soft as her feet really don't get rough or callous by walking around barefooted. She gently scrunches her toes down, causing her creamy soft soles to wrinkle so smoothly, revealing all her perfect creases across her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of her feet.
I gently crossed her perfect exquisite shapely ankles, one ankle casually crossed over the other. Giving me more access to her sexy deep sets and high arches of her plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet to be tickle torture by the pony that loves her so much. I started with an extra-light touch upon her soles; this caused a tingling sensation that made her laugh.
As I held her crossed ankles with one hand, I started to tickle the ends and pads of her shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes due to the supple texture of the skin on her toe pads; her laughter increased in volume. I started to tickle the toe joints on the underside of her shapely and delicately rounded not-too-long toes; this caused Celestia's laughter to be more frequent.
I released her ankles, allowing her to uncross her ankles; I then brought all my fingers to bear and stuck them between her toes and tickled them. Went my fingers vibrating between her toes; she was screaming with uncontrollable laughter at this moment she would be sobbing and begging from tickling between her toes to stop?
But instead, she was moaning between bouts of uncontrollable laughter as my fingers tickled between her shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes. As I stroked her sexy deep sets and high arches after tickling the tops of her toes. She took in a deep breath, and a moment later, she unleashed a high-pitched, and throaty divine moan went she climax.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
My ticklish mother two ch 7
My ticklish mother two ch 7
I was driving down the horseways in my gray crystal-powered Jaguar XF prestige on my way back to Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas after finishing a meeting in downtown Applewood. I am a gorgeous light blue half Alicorn/unicorn stallion with sleek hair styled crimson red mane and tail.
My muscular 6ft 2in equine figure was attired in a gray classic fit suit. On my eleven and one-sixth inch, socked light blue bare feet were brown Chelsea dress boots. I am a half Alicorn/Unicorn stallion by the name of Chief Financial Officer for the Dayspring Corporation Somnus Silverlight, the only son of Celestia Silverlight and Justice Silverlight, the former owners of the Dayspring Corporation my parents.
I pulled off the horseways onto the surface street of downtown Los Ungulas; as I waited for the light to change, I sighed softly, trying to figure out what was the catalyst for tickling beautiful mares bare feet. The only conclusion I came to was that my parents sparked that love of tickling beautiful mares bare feet and my older sister, who hates to be tickled on her luxurious gracefully long rounded shaped and elegant light blue bare feet.
'As a small colt, I remember unrestrained laughter coming from my parent's bedroom went my mother and father were together. The laughter would last for hours or until my baby sister Blueberry would start crying after getting up from her nap or wanting to be fed.’ I thought as the light changed, and I continued on my way to the Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas.
'A moment later, I would hear my mother's more weighty soft and plushy pip-pops of her sizable Alicorn's mare bare feet walking down the wicker hickory engineered wood floor of the hallway leading to the nursery. As she passed my bedroom door, she would pause and stick her wedge-shaped equine head into my room. “And asked how I was doing” I would say good mommy and quickly notice my mother's sizable Alicorn's mare bare feet with silver mirror nail polish stick out around the doorjamb of my room.’ As I was stopped again by a red light, I thought that my big sister would have a conniption fit for me being late to work.
‘I would ask my mother why she was barefooted. She would giggle and walk into my room to show me her sizable Alicorn's mare bare feet with silver mirror nail polish. She would tell me it was a game that she and my father would play; Blueberry was taking her nap for a little while. She made a point to tell me my father was not hurting her, and she quite enjoyed the game with my father. With that, my mother would pick me up from playing and kiss me on my cheek before continuing onto the nursery.' I thought as the light finally changed, and I continued on my way to the Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas.
'I think what really sparked the love of tickling beautiful mares bare feet was went I was five years old. I was home sick from school, my mother being the Chief Executive officer for her successful Dayspring Corporation she was pretty much free to take time off from work went she wanted to and did.’ I thought as the light finally changed, and I continued on my way to the Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas.
'It was great for my mother as she was taking care of a baby filly my little sister Blueberry at that time. But anyway, she had put Blueberry down for her nap after feeding her and burping her. My mother was sitting in her chair reading a book in the living room attired in an American navy blue mare's crew neck short sleeve T-shirt and dark wash mare high rise straight relaxed fit jeans. On her, fairly large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet were pink Journee collection mare's Kimber sneakers, and of course, her sneakers was worn barefooted.' I thought as I continued on my way to the Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas.
'At that age, I really didn't know what my parents were doing in their room went my mother was unleashing unrestrained laughter. But I knew that my mother was desperately ticklish on her feet. I accidentally brushed my little fingers on top of her foot one day. She unleashed a surprised yelp and put her other foot on top of the other one and rubbed it.' I thought as a playfully smile formed on my snout think how ticklish my mother’s feet were.
“Are you ticklish, mommy?” I used to ask her
"I'm desperately ticklish, baby. I can't stand anyone touching them except your father.” My mother answered as she continued rubbing the top of her foot once again with her other foot.
‘Went I found out just how ticklish my mother was my stomach churn. I stared at my mother’s sizeable Alicorn feet hidden in her sneakers and wondered just how desperately ticklish she was.' I thought as I parked my car and walked up to the office building.
“Mommy?” I said
“Yes, baby?” my mother answered
"May I tickle your feet, mommy?" I asked innocently; my mother's face paled went I asked her.
"Now, baby, I said I am desperately ticklish on my feet, and I can't stand anyone touching them except your father." My mother’s voice edged with tension as the blood drained from her face.
"But you tickle me all the time, mommy," I said as my mother bent forward and tickled my flanks which made me jump.
“That not fair, mommy!” I said, still grinning
"Now it, my turn to tickle you, mommy," I said as she lifted her arms up and planted both her feet flat on the floor in front of her.
"Well, come on, baby!" my mother beckoned me to tickle her flanks.
"No, I want to tickle your feet, mommy," I said as my mother's face paled.
“But that not fair, baby.” My mother said, joking as she looked down at me with a smile.
“If you don’t let me tickle your feet, mommy. I’ll make that face you taught me, mommy.” I said with a smile on my small snout as my mother's light magenta eyes widened in alarm.
“No, baby! Not that face!” My mother's voice breaks as my face slowly contoured into that face she taught me, and her equine facial muscles twitch nervously watch it begin to form.
"Please, baby, not the face I taught you and your big sister to use on your father." My mother's voice quivered as my face was slowly coming into focus; that puppy dog face she used against my father went she wanted something. Then in that next instance, that face broke my mother's will.
"All right, baby, you may tickle your mommy's feet." My mother said, willing as she instantly regretted teaching me the puppy dog face.
With a triumphant smile on my little snout, I sat crossed-legged in front of my mother's feet. I watch my mother begin untying her shoelaces on her sneakers and loosen them around her feet. One at a time, she held her foot in the air in front of me so I may pull them off her sizeable Alicorn feet for her. With both, her sneakers removed left revealed were my mother's relatively large, long, full, thick and plush white with a hint of pink luxurious bare feet. With sexy deep sets and high arches, shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes that are the perfect length for my mother's unassuming Alicorn size feet.
The balls of my mother's feet were perfectly round and soft like I would imagine a demigoddess mother would be. The perfect round supple heel was just as smooth. The skin on the bottom of my mother's feet was creamy soft as her feet really don’t get rough or callous by walking around barefooted. My mother gently scrunches her toes down, causing her creamy soft soles to wrinkle, revealing all her perfect creases across her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft soles of her feet.
My mother lifted her bare right foot and placed it into my lap. As I looked at my mother's plush white with a hint of pink luxurious barefoot resting in my lap. At the time, I didn't understand, but I could smell the lemon-scented moisturizer my mother rubbed on her feet. I felt so dizzy with excitement the accidentally brushing of my little fingers on top of her foot felt so soft.
But right in front of me, I had a chance to feel my mother's creamy soft sole and sexy deep sets and high arch; my heart was beating out of my small chest. I looked into my mother's equine face, and her smile was gone. My mother's hands were down on the chair arm, and she clamps and unclamps her teeth nervously. My mother looked almost scared with her desperately ticklish sizeable Alicorn foot in such a vulnerable position.
My small palms were sweating as I shuffled around a little bit. Once in a comfortable position, I lifted my mother's ankle up in my small left hand. As my other small hand was shaking quite a bit with excitement. Then I brought two of my fingers up, lined them up with my mother's creamy soft sole and sexy deep sets and high arch and gently ran my fingers down her creamy smooth skin. I once again looked up at my mother and saw that her eyes were closed tightly, and she was biting down on her lip. I tickled just under her shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes this time.
“Oh! Oh! No!” my mother giggled. I noticed that my mother had a tight grip on the chair arm. Her perfectly shaped arms blossomed with goosebumps as I used three fingers upon her sizeable Alicorn foot.
“Noooo!” my mother screamed as she pulled away her sizeable Alicorn foot from out of my small hand and placed it flat on the floor as her shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes tightly curled and dug themselves into the carpet in front of her chair.
“Oh mother, you really are ticklish!” I said, enthusiastic as my mother's lip twitches nervously.
"Yes, I am! And I can't stand it!" My mother shouted at her colt as she really did let me know.
A knowing smile formed on my small snout; I was now in the mood to see how ticklish my mother was on her sizeable Alicorn feet. I repositioned myself again so that my back was flat against her right leg. I lifted up my mother’s left leg and cradled her ankle in my small hand. I could see her sexy deep-set and high arch and the top of her shapely and delicately rounded not too long toes that are the perfect length for my mother's unassuming Alicorn size feet.
"No! Please, baby! Not the other foot too!" My mother exclaimed in an almost begging tone of voice as I held her left-sized Alicorn foot in my hand.
"Yes, mommy or the face again," I replied as she halfheartedly tried to pull away her vulnerable sizeable Alicorn foot.
I knew my mother was really enjoying being tickled on her desperately ticklish sizeable Alicorn feet because if she really wanted to, she had the strength to sit up and walk away. But at the time, I didn't know she was playing along with her only colt.
"Mommy, is this foot as ticklish as your other one?" I asked innocently again.
With my back turned toward her, I couldn't see my mother's face. But she let loose a slight groan. I put my mother's perfectly shaped ankle into an ankle lock this time. Being only a five-year-old colt at the time, I was determined to hold my mother's perfect-shaped ankle. I ran my finger over the top of her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft sole of her foot and then tickled her sexy deep-set and high arch.
"Tickle-tickle-tickle," I said with a playful demeanour as my mother let out a quiet belly laugh as to not wake up my baby sister from her nap.
“Aahhhhhhhh! Heeeeeee! Nooooooooooooo!!!” My mother screamed quietly as she tried to pull away, but I managed to keep a good grip on her perfectly shaped ankle. I continued tickling her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft sole of her foot as she bucked wildly in her chair.
"Nooooooo! Please, baby! Please, baby! Nooooo!!!" My mother screamed quietly as she could get her ankle out from under my arm.
Her big white with a hint of pink creamy soft sole went flat on the floor. As I was kneeling on the floor. My baby sister Blueberry started to cry, wanting to be changed, and my mother picked up her sneakers from the floor where she left them. My mother's face became flushed, and she was breathing heavily but had a massive smile on her snout.
"All right, baby, enough for today; I wasn't expecting that. But now I have to take care of your baby sister. Plus, if you want to get better, it's time for bed for you, Somnus." My mother said motherly as she ushered me to my room to lie down, and she's pip-pops in her sizeable Alicorn bare feet to the nursery.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
The ticklish bar mare ch 8
My aunt asked me to go check The Heavenly Body Bistro bar and restaurant she owns in the Alexandria Hotel building in downtown Los Ungulas; after retiring from being the Chief Financial officer for the Dayspring Corporation, my aunt bought this historic establishment in the hotel building. If you don't remember who I am, I am Chief Financial officer for the Dayspring Corporation Somnus Silverlight.
My auntie I am talking about is former Chief Financial officer for the Dayspring Corporation Luna Borealis, my dear auntie. (Intentional cough into the back of his hand) Not many ponies know.
I didn't know until unintentional tickle torture upon her dark blue wonderfully shaped bare feet roughly the same size as my mother's feet. Still, a tad bit smaller than my auntie Luna worked as a bartender went she went to college at the University of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas and knew how to run a bar and restaurant.
(Intentional cough into the back of his hand again) She also told me that my cousin Cadence Sparkle worked as a cook at the same bar she worked at in college at the University of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas. I am talking about is former Chief Operating Officer for the Dayspring Corporation Cadence Sparkle, my dear cuddly cousin. But anyway, I should go talk to my cousin later and get back to what I am doing.
My auntie told me that her head bartender Amelia Cheerilee and head Cook Rebecca Mare, the general manager and Account manager for the establishment. Should be the only ones there at The Heavenly Body Bistro bar and restaurant; check the supplies and go over the books. Her other employees should arrive later that day for the daily opening of the Heavenly Body Bistro bar and restaurant.
As I valet my car at the Alexandria Hotel building in downtown Los Ungulas, I walked into the hotel's lobby. I was greeted by many of the hotel staff as they know me through my Auntie Luna and the out-of-town clients we sent to this hotel to stay. I continued on my way to the Heavenly Body Bistro bar and restaurant up the grand staircase located in the lobby.
After ascending the grand staircase, I stood in front of a leaded glass mahogany wooden double entry doors leading into the Heavenly Body Bistro bar and restaurant. I walk through the doors and enter a large room decorated in 1910 interior; it is elegant yet approachable.
Standing behind the long wooden bar with a tablet in her hand, taking inventory, was great looking cerise pink earth pony mare with long hair, pale light grayish rose and cherry pink mane and tail. Her 5ft 7in toned equine figure was attired in a midnight blue mare's cocktail server gathered top blouse and black mare's easy fit flex chino pants. On her seven and one-half inch, long cerise pink bare feet were black mares waive kitten heel pumps with one and one-half heels. This earth pony mare was the head bartender and general manager Amelia Cheerilee. My Auntie Luna told me she works part-time as a substitute school teacher somewhere in Los Ungulas.
As I looked around the main room sitting at a table looking at her own tablet looking at the books, was a good-looking pale, light grayish amber earth pony mare with seventies glamour styled light cornflower bluish with lighter streak mane and tail. Her 5ft 10in toned equine figure was attired in a white pullover V-neck cook shirt with hound tooth trim, black traditional chef pants and purple chef bib apron with no pockets.
The mare's classic loafers were on her ten-inch long pale, light grayish amber-coloured bare feet. This earth pony mare was head Cook and Account manager, Rebecca Mare. My Auntie Luna told me that Miss Mare was once a politician from somewhere in Equestria. I walked over to the wooden bar and quietly sat down on a stool behind Amelia as she continued taking inventory.
"Hey, bartender, a drink please?" I asked as Amelia sighed softly, annoyed.
"I am sorry, stallion, but the bar is not open yet!" Amelia said bluntly as she slowly turned around to send the stallion away.
"Huh! Well, hello Somnus! Did your aunt send you to check up on us?" Amelia said as she called to the other mare in the room, and she walked over to the bar.
"She did, and hello Rebecca," I said friendly as Rebecca sat down on a stool in front of me and set her tablet down on the bar.
"First thing first, Amelia, How is your inventory for the bar and restaurant going?" I ask as Amelia comes out from behind the bar.
"We have enough inventories for the next few weeks, and I'll send the request form to our suppliers sometime next week on Monday to resupply our goods," Amelia explains as she looks at her tablet with the inventory on it.
"My auntie will be happy about that," I said as I turned toward other earth pony mare sitting in front of me.
"Well, how about you, Rebecca?" I asked as she picked up her tablet from the bar.
"Well, it looks like we are in the black for the next few months, Somnus," Rebecca explains, handing me her tablet so I can see for myself.
"This report will make my auntie very-very happy about it," I said as both mares had a massive smile on their snouts.
"So, my mares, shall we begin the uniform inspection," I suggested as both mares snigger into the back of their hand.
"You must excuse me, Mr. Silverlight; I am working on something in the kitchen. So I must forgo the uniform inspection. But I think Miss Cheerilee would be happy to be inspected by you.” Rebecca explains as she hops off the stool and heads into the back.
"Very well, Miss Mare," I said as I watched Rebecca walk into the kitchen before turning my attention toward Miss Amelia Cheerilee.
"So, Miss Amelia Cheerilee, if you would please stand up to begin your uniform inspection," I asked as Amelia quickly got to her feet and stood perfectly still, allowing me to check her uniform.
If you didn't know, the whole uniform inspection thing was just a cover to allow me to play with these very willing, very lovely mares' bare feet by removing their shoes as they wear them on naked feet. This started one month after my Auntie Luna bought this historic establishment from the previous owner.
My Auntie Luna asked me a month earlier to go check out her new investment in the Alexandria Hotel building in downtown Los Ungulas. So I did after talking to hotel staff about the bar and restaurant and being told it was a high-profit establishment because of the historic hotel. It was about eleven o'clock went I walked into the bar and restaurant. The only employee there was head bartender Amelia Cheerilee. I was told that Head cook Rebecca Mare had a family matter to take care of, so she left early.
Before going to talk with head bartender Amelia Cheerilee I silently observed the head bartender checking the inventory behind the bar. She was dressed very professionally and moved about the bar very comfortably. The restaurant portion of the establishment was very nice and clean from top to bottom.
With that, I walked into the establishment and up to the bar. I asked the bartender for a drink and her face flushed with indignation because the bar was not open yet. I figure she knew some of the hotel employees, and they told her what I looked like because the moment she laid eyes on me, her mood changed.
She was much friendlier toward me, she made me a drink, and we started some small talk. That went, she confirmed for me that she was in deeded head bartender and general manager Amelia Cheerilee. We kept the conversation friendly, feeling each other out as to not get in trouble too soon. I found head bartender Amelia Cheerilee a very personable earth pony mare, and she enjoys demonstrating her skills behind the bar. She was also sincere and would answer any question about the business I posed to her; before long, we became friends.
“May I ask you a personal question, Amelia?” I asked as she came out from behind the bar and sat on a stool in front of me, crossing her legs, one knee tossed casually over the other as she tapped her heel-clad foot soundlessly in the open air.
"Sure, as long as it not too personal, Somnus, why not?" Amelia replied as she continued tapping her heel-clad foot soundlessly in the open air.
“Are your toenails painted?” I asked as Amelia blushed a bit and softly giggled into the back of her hand.
“They are! Why? Do you want to see my feet?” Amelia said a little bit turned on by the question.
“Yep, totally. Can I see yours?” I asked as Amelia gave me a salacious wink and ran two of her well-manicured fingers down the bridge of her high foot.
"So, Mr. Silverlight, do you like soft, beautiful mare bare feet?" Amelia said, teasing as she ran her tongue over opalescent blue glossy lipstick on her lips to make it shine more.
"It depends, Amelia. Are you a mare that likes showing her soft, beautiful mare bare feet?" I quip as Amelia chuckle at the response I give her.
'Well, this had come more interesting by the minute.' Amelia thought, looking toward Somnus as she sensed a tide of joy washing over her.
"Well, to answer your question, Mr. Silverlight, I am a mare who like to show off her soft, beautiful mare bare feet." Amelia response as she had a grin on her snout as she looked around.
The place was empty; the curtains on doors were drawn, blocking anyone from looking into the bar and restaurant area. She also knew that no one was coming anytime soon as the bar and restaurant didn't open until about four o'clock, and the other employees would not arrive till around three o'clock to set up for the guests. That is why she likes to do inventory at eleven o'clock every day; it is quiet, and she will not be disturbed.
"Well, Somnus, would you like me to take my shoes off for you? Or would you rather do it for me?" Amelia asked as I got off the maple upholstered swivel stool with arms and stood in front of Amelia.
"I rather take them off," I answer as Amelia has a huge smile on her snout.
With that, she leaped off the maple upholstered swivel stool with arms on to the carpeted floor and repositioned the maple upholstered swivel stool with arms so it would be pointing out toward the restaurant portion of the establishment. Once positioned, she sat back down on the maple upholstered swivel stool with arms.
She hooked her one and one-half heels onto the solid metal foot plate of the stool. I reached down and took hold of her sleekly muscular equine leg and unhooked her heel from the solid metal foot plate on the chair. I rested her shapely ankle in the palm of my hand once secured the soft sucking sound of a leather pump being removed from her sweaty barefoot echoed in the room.
Not only once by twice as I remove her other leather pump from her sweaty barefoot of her other foot. With both her leather pumps now lying discarded on carpeted floor, she rested the balls of her feet on a solid metal foot plate, which sent a shiver up her back went; warm balls of her feet touch the solid metal foot plate.
Left resting on the solid metal foot plate was a pair of absolutely beautiful exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink-well cared for bare feet. The arches on both her feet were delightfully curved that led into a soft round ball of her foot. The smooth flowing round heels accentuated her Greek and taper shape magnificent, exquisite curvy and slender feet.
It continues up to the shapely toe stems that are topped with ten curvy but beautiful elegant toes, with the second toe the longest; why the other toes taper off with baby blue Sally Hansen miracle gel nail polish. Why the skin upon her magnificent, exquisite curvy and slender feet was very supple with superb flowing creases.
"By Celestia sun! Your feet are absolutely exquisite, cerise pink curvy and slender looking and well cared for. Each of your toenails is beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with baby blue Sally Hansen miracle gel nail polish.” I complimented as I floated her feet into the air with a unicorn levitation spell.
I reached out and touched her absolutely beautiful exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink-well cared for bare feet floating helplessly in front of her as a huge smile was across her snout. Her feet were hot and quite sweaty from being locked in her leather pumps. I could pick up the scent of peppermint wafting off the bare skin of her bare feet.
I ran my fingers through her delightfully curved arches on both her feet, sending a tingling sensation up her sleekly muscular equine legs. I couldn't believe how very supple the soles of her feet went I touched them. I unconsciously started to massage those absolutely beautiful exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink-well cared for bare feet.
"Ohhh, that feels so good. Wearing heels all day really takes a toll on my absolutely beautiful exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink-well cared-for bare feet. No one has ever massaged them like that before." Amelia said, enjoying the excellent foot massages being applied to her very sore, well cared for bare feet.
"If having my feet rubbed like that is a reward for being loyal, sign me up," Amelia said as she was so relaxed as my hands were magic upon her very sore, well cared for bare feet.
"Oh, I must know what, do you like about my feet, Mr. Silverlight?" Amelia asked.
"I like everything about your feet, Miss Cheerilee. If you would let me, I will lick the sweat off your feet and suck your toes for you." As Amelia shot me a kittenish smile with suggestions for her bare feet, I said.
"If you like Mr. Silverlight, be my guest," Amelia said enthusiastically as I repositioned her floating feet in the proper position.
I began by bringing my tongue out of my mouth and running it torturously along the entire length of her very supple soles, absolutely beautiful exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink-well cared for bare feet. Throwing the earth pony mare into helpless unending giggles as my tongue revealed her superb flowing creases upon her feet bottoms.
As I licked the sweat from between her shapely but beautiful elegant toes, she leaned back and unleashed a solid moan. Her moaning became throatier as I sucked on her shapely but beautifully shaped nimble toes. She was getting closer and closer to her climax as I licked her arches and soles. The nibbling of her smooth flowing round heels on her feet pushes her over the edge. She drove her painted baby blue Sally Hansen miracle gel nail into the arm of the stool and bent her wedge-shaped equine head back, and unleashed a deep throaty moan.
(Back to Present)
"Well, Amelia, your Uniform inspection is all most complete. All that is left is for you to hop up on this stool so I can take your shoes off and thoroughly inspect them.” I explain as Amelia hops up onto the stool and lift her foot one at a time up in the air so I can take her shoes off.
"So Somnus, how are my shoes fairing with your inspection?” Amelia asked as she rested the balls of her feet on a solid metal foot plate, which sent a shiver up her back went; warm balls of her feet touched the solid metal foot plate like before.
"You should know, Amelia, I can't give you a fair score. Until I inspect your magnificent, exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink bare feet for blemishes," I explained as she placed her warm bare feet in the palms of my hands to allow me to inspect her feet and had a smile on her snout.
"Very nice, Amelia this slate blue nail polish on your feet. (Wiggles her ten shapely but beautiful, elegant toes a few time) Give you an edgy but corporate look that goes perfect with your uniform. Plus I am pleased you have the same nail polish color on your fingers as well." I said as I ran my index finger inside her delightfully curved arches on both her feet that caused her to stifle a giggle and yelp.
"Well, Mr. Silverlight, have I passed your Uniform inspection?" Amelia asked, friendly as I shook my head.
"Excellent, Mr. Silverlight," Amelia said as she was about to put her heels back on.
“Oh yes, Miss Cheerilee, I must insist that you remain barefooted till its time to set up for the guests to arrive. I must observe your feet to make sure those heels that you wear have done no damage to them. We can have our head bartender and general manager lame because of the heels she wears. If you please.” I said as Amelia giggled and smiled at me.
And informed me that she was done with inventory for the day, and now all left is to walk around the restaurant portion of the establishment. Checking the tables and chairs, plus checking if the salt and pepper shakers at each table are full. As well as making sure the wine list is in plain sight for the guests.
Amelia also told me I could follow her around the restaurant portion of the establishment observe her bare feet, looking for trouble with her feet. In other words, during the inspection of the restaurant portion of the establishment, before the guests arrive, I may ask her to sit down in one of the chairs and play with her absolutely beautiful, exquisite curvy and slender cerise pink-well cared for bare feet.
"Well, Somnus, shall we get started with inspecting the restaurant portion of the establishment. You will only tell if I have trouble with my feet by watching me walking about and stopping me if you notice something unusual about my feet. Plus, this is a big place with many places to stop. examine and or play with my feet before the guests come in." Amelia explains as she's pip-plops over the carpeted floor, followed closely by Somnus.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
The ticklish bank representative ch 9
The ticklish bank representative ch 9
This experience took place during a comfortably warm summer afternoon. I waited at my townhouse in the Silver Saddle Lake neighborhood. I received a cell phone call from Los Ungulas national bank branch in downtown Los Ungulas that I had to sign some papers, and they would send a bank representative with the form for me to sign. Who am I? Well, I am, if you have not guessed, Chief Financial officer for the Dayspring Corporation Somnus Silverlight and the only son of Celestia Silverlight and Justice Silverlight.
I am a gorgeous light blue half Alicorn/unicorn stallion with a fashionable crimson red mane and tail. My muscular 6ft 2in equine figure was attired in engine red classic short-sleeve polo shirt and timber wolf brown tapered athletic fit jeans. On my socked, light blue bare feet were light tan-colored boat shoes. It took the bank representative only a few more minutes to arrive at my townhouse complex; she drove her car into the driveway, and up to a small metal box, she inputted the guest gate code into the box, and the gate slowly opened.
As the gate opened, the bank representative called me on my cell phone. The other end of the phone sounded like a mare voice, so I told her to drive through the gate and down the ramp to the rear of the complex and turned the corner; as she rounded the corner, I opened my garage door let her park. She drove into my garage and parked next to my car; as the garage door closed, I stood on the top landing of my staircase from the driver side of the car exited a lovely light tan earth pony mare with golden brown mane and tail. Her curvy 5ft 10in equine figure was attired in blue daisy short-sleeve dots midi fit and flare dress. The hemline of her dress hit past her knees, and on her wrists were gold bracelets.
From my vantage point on the stairs sticking out from underneath the driver-side door, I spied a pair of wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender light tan colored well cared for bare feet with glittery red toenail polish contained in a pair of black slingback pumps with one and three-fourths inch heels. The mare attached to those wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender light tan colored well cared for bare feet was a lovely earth pony mare with shoulder-length cut light brown mane and standard length tail.
That earth pony mare also had a lovely figure with those wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender light tan colored well cared for bare feet. She lifted her shapely well-manicured hand with glittery red nail polish up to her snout. She removed a pair of black Arizona semi-rimless square mares sunglasses from her face before placing them in her purse and smiling at me. Hanging off her healthy proportion shoulders was her chocolate brown St John bay Westbrook satchel with her personal possessions. This earth pony mare was Wealth Manager Sabrina Cream Heart; she works for Los Ungulas national bank as a top Wealth Manager.
"Are you Mr. Somnus Silverlight?" The earth pony mare asked as she stood behind the driver-side door of her gray crystal-powered Porsche panamera 4S executive sports car.
"I am, and you must be Miss Cream Heart from the bank?" I answer as I couldn't take my eyes off her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender light tan colored well cared for bare feet contained in her black slingback pumps visible standing on the cement floor of my garage.
"I am, and my full name is Sabrina Cream Heart. Please to meet you too, Mr. Somnus Silverlight; I have all the papers you need to sign in the trunk of my car." Sabrina answered as she looked fabulous up-close, and so did her feet as I walked up to her and shook her hand.
"This first time, my boss told me to meet a client at his home. Normally the signing of the papers takes place at my office at the bank." Sabrina explained as I followed her to the back of her car. The trunk sprung open went she pushed the button on the key fob in her hand.
"Well, Miss…" I said, stopping in mid-sentence went she brought her hand up to stop me.
"Sabrina, if you please, part of my job as a wealth manager is personal connections," Sabrina explains as I saw several file boxes in the trunk of her car.
"All right, so Sabrina, you can call me Somnus (a smile forms on Sabrina's snout)," I said friendly as I watched her reach so far into the trunk of her car to get the file box that she has to rest her knees on the bumper of her car.
“All the papers are…Huh!” Sabrina exclaimed as her ice blue eyes blinked with incredulity; went she started to pull the box toward her, and her bracelets got hung up on something.
"Oh, Somnus help, I am stuck…." Sabrina said, her voice edged with tension as she didn't want to pull too hard, afraid of breaking the bracelets.
“All right, Sabrina…holds on and let me see if I can free you?" I said as I reached into the trunk and felt around, trying to find where her wrists were hung up on.
"I found them; let me try to free you," I said helpfully as I took hold of her wrists and gently pulled, but they didn't want to move.
"Oh please, Somnus, please try again; this is so embarrassing," Sabrina said, flustered as I reached over her again and accidentally brushed my hand against the underside of her light tan curvaceous arm.
"Huh!" I exclaimed as she unleashed luscious and sensual giggles. With a confused look on my snout, I asked why she suddenly giggled.
"Because you tickled me on the underside of my arm, please try again; this is getting close to being so humiliating. I am happy you closed your garage door." Sabrina said, uncomfortable as I reached over her once again and brushed against the underside of her arm, this time intentionally, to see if she would giggle again.
“NO! Giggles ," Sabrina exclaimed.
“Are you ticklish, Sabrina?” I asked the trapped mare.
"Yes, very…Somnus. Please free me?" Sabrina said in a fake semi-pleading tone of voice. But she is secretly enjoying this gorgeous stallion tickling her helpless earth pony mare figure and doesn’t want it to stop anytime soon.
I stared at this very ticklish, lovely light tan earth pony mare with golden brown mane and tail stuck in such a position that she couldn't move even an inch. Her light, tan, curvaceous arms reach out in front of her. I decided to try to free her once more, so I made her think.
I reach once again into the trunk with my fingers feeling for her wrists, and once again find them. But this time, I slid my fingers down her outstretched light tan curvaceous arms to her underarms and tickled her there. When my fingers started to tickle her there, she erupted into laughter and pleaded with me to stop. I smiled and walked my fingers down her curvy flanks down her ribs to her waist. With a devious smile on my snout, I counted each rib down her side, giving them a super heavy dose of tickling.
"Hehe, p-p-pleases s-s-stop tickling my flanks, I can't take anymore, Somnus," Sabrina begs as she gasps for air between her vocal laughter.
"Nooohohoho!" Sabrina shrieked as I continued to tickle down her light tan elegant legs; as I did, she kicked her legs as much as she could kneeling on the bumper of her car.
I reach her slender ankles up to now. I had just been tickling her and teasing her. But now I was at her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slim light tan colored well cared for bare feet trapped in her pair of black slingback pumps with one and three-fourths inch heels. I jiggled both her shoes a few times; she unleashed a panicky shriek and looked over her shoulder with panic-filled ice blue eyes.
That look told me everything I needed to know; her feet were the more ticklish spot on her, and there was nothing she could do about it. I slipped the leather band off her right soft round heel and took her shoe off, tossing it into the trunk of her car. I slipped the other leather band once again off her left soft rounded heel and took her shoe off, tossing it into the trunk of her car with the other removed shoe.
Looking back at me was her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender light tan colored well cared for bare feet. She had modest high arches with an exquisitely shaped smooth curve high enough to be inviting. She had a luscious curved soft round ball of her feet that smoothly flowed into soft round heels, accentuating her square-shaped, wickedly gorgeous and exquisite sexy curvy feet.
It continues up to the shapely toe stems topped with ten curvy but beautiful elegant toes that are about the same length. But each of the mare soft round toenails was beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with glittery red toenail polish. Her velvety smooth, light tan colored soles easily wrinkle went she scrunched her toes up before smoothing out once again went she straightened them. With both of her soft, smooth, light tan colored soles facing me, I began tickling her helplessly flexing bare soles.
In seconds, she was in hysterics; her laughter was lovely music to my ears on top of my head. The more I made her laugh, the more I wanted her beautiful laughter to continue. She began to promise me everything under the sun if I would just stop tickling her desperately ticklish bare soles. I kept stroking her anyway, sometimes slowing down to make her giggle and quickly switch to a harder tickle to make her scream out with laughter.
After about an hour of unrelenting tickle torture upon her desperately ticklish bare soles, I finally got her free of her predicament. But by that time, she had passed out from the tickle torture upon her desperately ticklish bare soles. So I carried her into my townhouse and laid her down on the couch in my living room to allow her to recover.
But I was still not satisfied with the outcome, so I sat down at her feet. I gently took hold of her slender ankles in my hands and brought her ten shapely but beautiful elegant toes that are about the same length up to my mouth. I began to softly suck on each and every curvy but beautiful sleek toe, tasting her sweat coming off her feet. My long tongue licked between her elegant toes as I heard soft moaning coming from the fully awaking mare lying on my couch before she's climaxed soon after.
After recovering for about an hour from her climax, she's pip-plopped in her bare feet back down into my garage to retrieve the papers I need to sign from her car. The soft light echoing pip-plopping of her naked feet on the cold cement floor of my garage was music to my ears. The pip-plopping of her bare feet upon the stairs from the garage was also music to my ears.
After I signed the papers I needed to sign from the bank, she placed them into the briefcase she brought up with her. She went on to tell me that today was her day off from work and was in no hurry to leave as she was a divorcee and her son would not be home till the end of the gaming tournament he entered. So we sat in my living room and just had a long conversation about her. During that conversation, she let me play with her wickedly gorgeous and exquisite curvy and slender light tan colored well cared for bare feet, which she immensely enjoys a stallion doing to her.
The Experience Files (volume 6)
A very fashion visit to the beach ch 10
This experience took place during a comfortably warm summer afternoon went I got an unexpected phone call on my cell phone from a very intimate friend of mine. Top Fashion Designer and Fashionista Miss Rarity Radiance; invited me to have drinks and visit with her at her beach house in the Paradise cove neighborhood in Alibu near the Luna Ocean. She explained that she had just finished several high-profit fashion shows and wanted to relax with a dear friend for the next few weeks. That dear friend she wanted to visit with was me, Chief marketing officer Justice Silverlight from Dayspring.
So I said sure and hopped into my crystal-powered car; I drove the thirty-six-minute drive by the horseways from my home in Grazing Hill to the Paradise cove neighborhood of Alibu near the Luna Ocean. I followed the directions that Rarity gave me to find her beach house in the Paradise cove neighborhood of Alibu. The guides led me to a forty by forty square inch spacious cottage painted in a light blue paint scheme giving the beach house an airy look.
The front porch was covered with gray porcelain tiles and a mahogany wood front door with four textured window panels. I knocked on the door, and a moment later, it was opened by a very attractive looking light gray unicorn mare with a well-styled moderate indigo blue corkscrew curled mane and tail. Her 5ft 7in slender and elegant equine figure was attired in Norse blue mares sweetheart neck short sleeve T-shirt and black mares mid-rise slim pull-on pants.
From the cut of the sweetheart neckline on her T-shirt, I could see that Rarity had no bra on, revealing her ample-sized firm light gray bare breasts for all to see. Her shapely and well-defined legs were hidden by the pant legs of her pants. But what kept my attention were her superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered bare feet locked in pair of black Janis ankle strap flat sandals.
Two thin, black straps, one strap had a small gold buckle that crisscrossed in front of her slender ankles then down her instep. It crisscrossed at her graceful curve arches on both her feet before continuing along the bridge of her foot. In a V shape before descending between her index toe and middle toe to the bottom of the sandals.
Sticking out the front of the sandals were well pedicured ten shapely toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with wine red-colored toenail polish that matches the exact color on the round fingernails of her slender hands. To break me from staring at her superb slim and elegant mare tapered bare feet locked in her ankle strap flat sandals, Rarity deliberately cleared her throat loudly.
"If you are quite done, darling…Please come in for that visit and drinks with your friend Rarity." Rarity said politely as I followed her over to Abinger's beige-colored L-shaped 2-piece sectional sofa with a chaise.
In front of the Abinger beige-colored L-shaped 2-piece sectional sofa with chaise was a grayish-brown Radily faux marble table. A metal tray with a Tarhong fizz pitcher filled with soft apple cider and two acrylic simple double old-fashioned glasses was sitting on top of the table.
Behind the pitcher was a global view striped ice bucket filled with ice cubes. I grab the nickel-plated global views ice tongs and drop two ice cubes into mine and Rarity's old-fashioned glass with a clink before the whooshing sound of the soft apple cider being poured into the glasses and filling it to the middle of the glass.
As Rarity passed in front of me, I handed her the glass of soft apple cider that I filled, an appreciative smile formed on her snout. After accepting the glass of smooth apple cider from me, she plopped down on the sofa next to me. She began to swirl the liquid in her glass as the ice cubes inside the glass clinked against the side of old fashioned glass she was holding.
Being friends with Rarity for so long, I could tell she overworked herself at her last two high-profit fashion shows, and that is why she came to her beach house to rest and get out of the city for a while. I look at her sandal-clad superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet sitting on the brown Elba wire brushed solid stranded bamboo flooring of her beach house.
Rarity giggles knowingly as she reaches for the buckle of her sandal, and I deliberately clear my throat loudly; her classic baby blue eyes blink with wonder. But soon abandoned the idea of unbuckling her sandals for me and placed her sandal-clad feet on my lap after sliding further down the sectional sofa so she could rest her back against the side of the chaise. I put one of my hands on the sole of her sandal, and I cupped her light gray smooth round heel in my other hand.
I brought her sandal-clad foot in front of my snout. Targeting the transition from the arch of her foot to the ball of her foot. I quickly shot my tongue into that area of her foot. Causing her to jump with surprise, my tongue made contact with her incredibly soft and pillowy sole that she took great care of, keeping them completely clean and blemish-free.
I pinch the sole of her sandal between my thumb and index finger and hold her light gray smooth round heel securely in my other hand. I began pulling her sandal forward, opening a gap big enough for my tongue to reach around the whole ball of her foot.
The tip of my tongue tickled the exact center of her foot between the balls of her feet. This caused Rarity to softly neigh in a relaxing manner as the tickling of the center of her foot with my rough tongue was incredibly relaxing after overworking herself. My tongue-tickling of Rarity's very soft and pillowy sole lasted for quite a few hours, occasionally hitting the base of her symmetrical-shaped toe stems, causing her to chuckle. Rarity glared at me went I stopped and placed her sandal-clad foot back on my lap as she enjoyed the experience.
"Now, Rarity, these sandals must come off your feet," I said with a dubious expression as Rarity's classic baby blue eyes shined with pleasure with the thought of her sandals coming off her feet.
The manipulating of the small gold buckles by me on her sandals as they jingled softly caused Rarity's tone tummy to clinch and swirl as waves of acid welled up inside her. Beads of perspiration started to form on her forehead beneath her average-sized single spiral horn as the thin, black straps slid smoothly across her creamy smooth, light gray (more toward the white spectrum) skin and off her feet.
Left unprotected on my lap was her superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third-inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet. The arches on both her feet had a graceful and soft curve that led into the smooth oval-shaped ball of her feet. Why the other end of her arches leads into creamy smooth round heels. Continue up to the symmetrically shaped toe stems topped with ten luxurious and cuddlesome shapely toes.
Each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped, and painted with lustrous wine-red toenail polish. Why her big toe was the longest on her gorgeous foot, following the rest of her toes with a gentle taper down to her foot's little toe. The creamy smooth skin of Rarity’s feet felt incredibly soft and pillowy to the touch. She takes excellent care of her superb-looking feet, keeping them flawless and blemish-free. I haphazardly tossed her sandals onto the grayish-brown Radily faux marble table with a soft thud.
"Oh, Justice, would you please walk with me on the beach? I need to get out of the house for a little while.” Rarity asked, drained as I reached for her tossed sandals on the coffee table.
“No Justice! (Using her foot to push me back) Leave me barefooted! The sand will feel better upon my creamy smooth soles as the wet sand can squish through my ten luxurious, cuddlesome shapely toes." Rarity said saucily.
As we stood up from the L-shaped sectional sofa in the great room, we walked through one of the two guest bedrooms in her beach house toward double French doors leading onto the rear wood deck of her beach house. Rarity's incredibly soft and pillowy texture of her creamy smooth soles pip-plopped so elegantly across the brown Elba wire brushed solid stranded bamboo floor of her beach house.
The incredibly soft and pillowy texture of the creamy soft soles of her footsteps continued out of the beach house onto the redwood deck of her rear porch. That is tempered by the faint squeaking of the boards underfoot as she planted the balls of her feet, putting the total weight of her creamy soft feet down on the non-slip boards of her deck.
As I follow the soft pip-plop of her naked feet down the short squeak staircase onto the warm sand, her floral-scented perfume mixed with the salty sea air and sea mist from the Luna Ocean. As the balls of her feet step down onto the sand. The sound of the sand crushing and scraping underfoot against her creamy soft soles mixed with the breaking of the waves against the shoreline.
As we walked along the stretch of deserted beach, the crushing and scraping off her feet on the sand was covered sometime by the distant sound of a cruise ship horn blowing and seagull squawking. I skipped small stones on the ocean as the wet sand squished between Rarity's toes as she walked out of the crashing surf back to my side.
Rarity smiled at me and beckoned me to follow her back to her beach house. Once there, we walk back through the open double French doors of the guest bedroom. I stop inside the double French door and look toward the guest bed as Rarity quickly comprehends what I was suggesting.
"Tee-hee…Do you want to play the giggle game with my sensitive bare feet, Justice?" Rarity said saucily as I just smiled at her, and she opened one drawer in a nearby dresser to obtain two braided nylon ropes with a poacher's knot on the end of each string.
"But first, Rarity, I have to restrain you if you are alright with that," I said as a huge smile formed on her snout as she lay down on the bed.
I tied Rarity's arms to the head posts of the bed and then tied her ankles together. I created a small piece of twine with my magic and tied her longer big toes together with it. Then I very slowly put tension on the restraints around her slender ankles, pulling them till she's a few inches above the bed and tying them to the underside of the bed frame, leaving her helplessly floating above the bed.
I slip the small gold disruptor ring around her horn, blocking uses of her innate unicorn magic till the ring is removed. Rarity’s classic baby blue eyes widened in alarm as my hand started to glow with my magic. I touch her Norse blue colored mares sweetheart neck short sleeve T-shirt cause it to disappear from her upper body and as I thought she had no bra on revealing her ample sized firm light gray bare breasts.
Rarity swallowed a lump in her throat and struggled fiercely to break free from her restraints, not wanting me to start tickling her soft gray bare breasts. Suddenly four dark blue magic feathers appeared out of nowhere and began to slowly and lovingly dance around Rarity's helpless nipples. My feather dusted back and forth along with her areolas and see-sawed underneath her nipples, forcing weak yowls of laughter from the poor helpless mare.
Rarity squealed and laughed; her breasts bounced, jiggled and wobbled with every forced heave of her chest as the feathers danced and spun circles around her nipples and areolas. Rarity could only watch helplessly as I grasped one of my own magic feathers and delicately swirled it around Rarity's helpless, ample-sized, firm, light gray bare breast.
Forcing the poor helpless mare to scream out in ticklish glee as her classic baby blue eyes and cheeks are soaked with tears. I gave my ticklish captive a five-minute reprieve allowing her to gulp needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs.
“Do you want me to continue, my poor helpless mare?” I asked as Rarity only could nod her head as her voice was gone.
With that, I went back to tormenting under the swell of Rarity's left breast. Before, I started on her right breast and then wickedly moved right between her breasts, pumping the feather in and out of her big-sized, firm, light gray cleavage. I watch her ample-sized, delicate, gray, bare breasts bounce with every shrieking giggle from Rarity's lips.
If Rarity could see through her teary eyes at this point, she would have noticed me panting like some psycho stallion as I enjoyed torturing this lovely-looking light gray unicorn mare a lot. I wrenched myself back into my work before I could lose focus again. Rarity couldn't respond fast enough and only watched as my fingers dived into her armpits and tickled her there, making the poor mare squeal.
The helpless mare tried to shake her head no, but there was nothing she could do except watch with her fearful eyes as I tickled her belly button. Rarity lost her voice to laughter as I stroked her belly button. She screamed, her classic baby blue eyes widening as the new sensation rippled through her body; this tickle was far more intense than before. Her poor belly button was my entire focus, at least until my ears perked up as Rarity gave a mock gasp.
I picked up a feather from the bed and went to the foot of the bed. It took less than a second of a slight stroke against her incredibly soft and pillowy light gray bare soles, and Rarity twitched her feet for all they were worth and giggled like a school-age pony.
Her incredibly soft and pillowy light gray bare feet squirm this way. I started tickling the feather over and under her exquisitely shaped curve arches on both her feet. Not even my beloved wife Celestia laughed so much as the feather followed the curvature of her arches in a torturous manner.
I used the feather on one ticklish foot and my fingers on the other delicate foot. Rarity's body was bucking up and down as her ticklish feet jumped around as if being shocked. I took the feather once again and started to tickle between the symmetrical-shaped toe stems topped with her ten luxurious and cuddlesome shapely toes; she was going crazy with laughter. I return to stroking her incredibly soft and pillowy light gray bare soles with the tip of the feather.
Rarity went bonkers as I tickled her for what seemed like an eternity, her voice was harsh, and she was exhausted as I was. I figured that, my friend. Rarity had enough, so I released her from the bonds that held her wrist and ankles to the bed. As she lay there, she slowly sat up, leaving her superb tingling pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet with wine red-coloured toenail polish in place at the foot of the bed.
"Tee-hee…I enjoyed that tickle session on my feet and my body, my dear friend, Justice. After those two very stressful high-profit fashions shows, being forced to laugh like that was quite relaxing." Rarity said, relieved as she made her t-shirt reappear on her upper body after Justice removed the small gold disruptor ring from around her horn.
"Well, you hinted that you were quite stressed on that cell phone call after putting on fashion shows," I said.
I gently took hold of Rarity’s superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet with wine red-colored toenail polish from the foot of the bed and started to rub my thumbs on her still tingling light gray bare feet. The more I rubbed her delicate gray naked feet, the more relaxed she became till she softly neighed once again.
This let me knock some of the sand off Rarity's superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third-inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet with wine red-colored toenail polish. As I cleared the sand from her well pedicured ten shapely toes, I brought her longer big toes toward my mouth and inserted them in.
I began to suck on her big toes as she happily cooed with each suctions that I applied to her shapely digits. I cupped both her creamy smooth round heels in one hand and started to kiss down the entire length of her slender and elegant mare's tapered naked feet; once I reached her creamy smooth round heels, I stopped.
And extended my tongue to follow her feet' graceful and soft curvature; arches led into the smoothly oval-shaped balls of her feet. I finish the love of her feet by kissing the oval-shaped balls of her feet smoothly. Rarity has an enormous Cheshire cat smile on her snout as I set her naked feet back down on the bed.
