Fundraising Ticle

My name is Hunter. I am twenty years old and go to college. My mom and sister were talking to my sister's friend and her mom inside, so I went outside to practice my soccer skills. I wasn't sure how long we'd have a team though as we were short of money. Everyone had to think of a fundraising idea to submit to coach. All the others had done there's already like a bake sale and the usual things. I couldn't think of anything. I knew coach was getting impatient with me. She's a really good coach and kind of hot and I didn't want to let her or the team down.

I had just come in for some water when I heard the doorbell.

I heard voices and one of them sounded like coach. I walked into the living room and my mom and coach turned to look at me.

"Hunter, coach tells me you failed to help with the fundraising?" Mom questioned me.

My sister and her friend and mom were still talking and there was a woman with coach who I knew to be Devin, my teammates mom, a volunteer in the fundraising.

Everyone turned to look at me and my sister and her friend stopped talking.

Having six women staring at you is uncomfortable to say the least. I was a big guy but still sometimes felt intimidated.

"I didn't neglect it. I just haven't thought of anything to do yet," I replied.

"Well, I have an idea. I'm sure the women here would be happy to give twenty dollars each for a chance to tickle a tied-up male," coach said.

"Twenty, I'd pay a hundred my sister said. Everyone laughed but me.

After coach collected the money she said, "Shall we begin?"

"Why?" I asked. "You already collected the money. The team can go on and everything worked out," I reasoned.

"True, but you still haven't done your part. All the other boys did. So now it's time to do your part."

"Well, I refuse," I said.

"Hunter!" Mom said in that voice she uses when you know you're in trouble.

I ran or tried to but it's like they all anticipated my move and in no time, I was caught and dragged to the massage table my mom uses in her part time business. Five of them held me down while my sister went and grabbed all my father's ties. Soon I was secured to the table and couldn't move.

"Coach why don't you go first," Mom said. This disappointed my sister who really wanted to tickle me. Probably payback for all the times I held her down and tickled her growing up.

"He is a soccer player, so let's see how ticklish his feet are," she said, taking off my shoes and socks.

Suddenly she was scratching on my big feet, and I was laughing and thrashing around the table.

Everyone thought this was funny.

Coach had her whistle and stopwatch with her. She handed them to my mom and announced everyone would get five minutes to tickle me.

Oh God I thought. thirty minutes of tickling? I didn't think I'd last that long. Maybe I'd pass out.

After what seemed like a lifetime but was only five minutes mom blew the whistle and she and coach traded places.

Where coach tickled the bottom of my feet, Mom went for the toes. After a couple minutes, she had coach pause the timer then came back with a feather duster and pulled off a feather and handed it to my sister who pulled off feathers and handed them around like they were Christmas gifts.

The feather brought it to a whole new level.

When she was done it was my sister's turn. She wanted to tickle my armpits but said my shirt was in the way. Instead of untying me and taking it off, she grabbed a pair of scissors and cut it off.

She used a combination of the feather and her fingers to dig into my armpits. I begged her to stop in between laughs but she just smiled cruelly, laughed and tickled me harder.

My sister's friend and her mom asked to tickle me together. Coach gave them permission but since it was two of them the time would be ten minutes not five.

The mom took my feet and the daughter my armpits. They also used both feathers and their fingers. This really drove me insane. The others mocked me for being tickled by two women and mimicked me when I asked them to stop.

Finally, it was my friend Devine's mom's turn. She said she wanted to sit on my waist but wanted to tickle my upper thighs, but my shorts were in the way. Coach quickly cut those away too. So, now I was down to just my boxer/brief underwear.

She was kind of plain looking but all the guys liked having her around because she had big tits. She was wearing a denim shirt and a skirt. She climbed on with her back to me and started tickling my upper and inner thighs. This area was very ticklish too. Who knew I was so ticklish?

At about the halfway point she turned around and started tickling my sides and stomach. She was rubbing herself on my now hardening cock. She was also leaning down so I could look down her shirt which was open, and it didn't appear that she was wearing a bra. I saw her areola, but not the actual nipple.

"I think someone's enjoying being tickled by a bunch of women," she said, showing everyone my hard cock. Then she reached down and tickled it and my balls.

I moaned and everyone laughed nervously.

My boxer/briefs were soon cut away also and six women including my mom and sister were now bent over admiring (?) my hard cock.

My sister was the first to poke it. My mom shooed her hands away, but then her friend started poking it too, then soon all the women, mom included started poking, touching and stroking my cock.

"Well, the rest of him is ticklish, let's see if his cock is too," coach said.

Six women then started tickling my cock with feathers. I was going insane. It was both pleasure and pain. When coach started tickling under the head of my cock, I warned I was going come and then I started shooting.

Coach then took my cock in her mouth to clean it for me. The others including my mom all lick the cum from my body and also put my cock in their mouth and swirled their tongue around the head. I never did go soft.

As a punishment I was told I had to give each woman an oral orgasm. My sister was first. I licked her dark, shaved cunt until she came on my face. Her friend was next. Everyone was bald except for Devine's mom. Her short black pubic hair was trimmed but thick.

While I was eating someone's pussy the others were sucking, smacking, pinching, tickling and tugging my cock and balls. Then they made me lick and suck on their tits. All the boobs were of different shapes and sizes. None were too small, and Devine's mom had the biggest. My sister had dark areolas and nipples. I bit on all the nipples gently, but hers I bit harder until she yelped. She retaliated by biting my cock until I yelped. Then mom told us to knock it off.

My reward, according to coach, was to fuck her while being tickled by the others.

She sat on me, and my cock slid into her tight, wet hole. It was hard to concentrate with the tickling and being tied up, but we managed. Mom came over and let me suck on her boobs and that pushed me over. I started shooting inside coach's pussy and then I felt her pussy tighten on my cock and we came together to the applause of everyone else, even my sister.

After I was untied coach turned and said, "By the way, we got a big donation, and we don't need any fundraising. here's your money back," she handed everyone their money.

"What?" I shouted.

Coach laughed and said, "I just wanted to see if you'd let me tie you up and tickle you. It's always been a fantasy of mine." The others all laughed. "Oh, and get some rest. Practice is at six a.m. tomorrow.

I sighed and went upstairs to the laughter of the others.