The loincloth ripped (part 2)
Hello everybody. This story is a RP between me and a friend, Scott_andy. In this story, Mowgli has a little problem: his loincloth is ripped. Shanti is the only one who can help me. But Shanti, realizing the hot situation, takes the opportunity to have fun with Mowgli and his cock. I hope you like it!
Note: In this story, Mowgli and Shanti are 18-year-old. Before each paragraph, you can see a letter: (G) means the paragraph is written by Gatto (me), (S) means the paragraph is written by Scott_andy.
Warning: in this story there are tickling, nudity, and fucking. I've warned you. If you don't like these topics, don't read it.
(S) Shanti heard Messua walk in the room, and saw Mowgli's legs tense. She knew that this was her opportunity to have fun with the mancub, as he couldn't stop her. She lightly tickled around his thighs, getting closer to the base of his cock and balls, she stroked his thighs even more, trying to make him laugh. She took the tips of her fingers and gently tickled his balls, all the while staring at his cock twitch as it began to harden.
(G) "How are you?" asked Messua to his son. "I'm fine. *gasp*" Mowgli had felt a little tickle sensation on his thighs, and he has bitten his lips to not laugh. He thought Shanti was taking measures, and she had accidentally tickled his thighs. So he took a deep breath and he continued his homework, hoping Messua hadn't noticed anything.
(S) Shanti began to tickle his balls more, her finger tips brushing against his bare skin. She rolled them around in her hand waiting to see his penis become erect, she wanted to see how big it could get.
(G) Now the tickling sensation increased, and Mowgli was biting his lips more to hold the laughter. He couldn't laugh, but he couldn't stop Shanti. "Please Shanti, stop!" he thought, hoping Shanti was able to read in his mind, or at least she stopped tickling his private areas. But, even if he could hold the laughter, he could not control his cock. His cock twitched: the tickling was a turn-on for Mowgli. Messua looked Mowgli and she saw he was agitated. "Are you ok, Mowgli?" she asked him.
(S) Shanti saw his cock increase in size slightly, it was starting to become erect. She smirked, this wasn't good enough, she wanted to see it fully erect so she kept on tickling his balls, she rolled them around in her hand and slipped on into her mouth, sucking it gently while playing with the other one.
(G) "Yes mmmmm I'm fine!" said Mowgli, trying to not laugh. Tickling didn't stop, and now Mowgli felt a new sensation: a strong pleasure sensation. His balls were sucking, and Mowgli had to admit that Shanti was very good at this. But he hoped she stopped immediately that work. He couldn't laugh or moan. He was feared his mother could notice something, and he was more worried because tickling and sucking (among other things) were a turn-on for him. His cock was a little erect, but yet far from a full erection.
(S) "Hmmmm" Shanti thought, still not satisfied, she was desperate to see Mowgli's cock fully erect, she took a feather from a piece of jewelry she was wearing and began to tickle the tip of his cock, she kept stroking and groping his balls as well, hoping that both at the same time would lead to what she wanted. She knew that Mowgli was trying to keep his laughter in , but she kept going, trying to break him.
(G) "AHAHAHAH" Mowgli couldn't hold the laughter more. He felt a feather tickling the tip of his cock, and he was taken by surprise: he didn't expect this tickling. But he immediately bit his lip. Messua heard the laughter and she turned to Mowgli. "Why are you laughing, Mowgli?" she asked. "N-n-n-nothing... AHAH... I'm t-t-thinking of s-s-something f-f-funny!" he replied, hoping his mother didn't discover anything, and hoping Shanti stopped tickling his cock and his balls. Meanwhile, under the table, his cock twitched more, and it started to be erect.