Carey raced through her living room at top speed, giggles inadvertently
spilling from her lips. She completely leapt
over the foot stool in front of the house’s easy chair and tore around
the corner into the kitchen. An observer might
have thought she was running for her life, if not for her crazed
giggling. She almost slammed into the refrigerator
because she was moving so quickly, but she just used it to push herself
forward, running as fast she could through the
house. Hurting herself as she ran was the least of her fears.....because
she knew that Josh was close behind.
(a few moments earlier)
Josh had been with many girls in his twenty years, but this Carey put
them all to shame. “She’s fucking HOT,” he
thought to himself as he watched her unpack her suitcase. She only stood
about five feet tall, probably less, but she
had an incredibly cute face and an unbelievably erotic figure. For such
a short and in shape little body, she had
enormous breasts. The effect was such that, no matter what she wore,
one’s attention was always drawn to the fact
that she had such ample cleavage hidden beneath her clothing. She had a
dark tanned complexion with a few freckles
scattered here and there and she kept her beautiful brown hair cut
relatively short.
They’d been youth hostile hopping for six days in Canada, their first
extended period of time together, and Josh was
only liking her more and more. She made him feel totally comfortable
being himself around her and......she was so
fucking HOT! The sex they’d been having was excellent. With only twenty
years, she was very mature for her age;
completely comfortable with her sexuality and not afraid to speak her
mind. In fact, as she was unpacking they had
been talking again about what turned them on.
“I think that everybody has some secret fantasy that they’re initially
afraid of sharing with their partners,” she said to
him as she opened several drawers. “Now, I’m going to be upset, Joshua,
if you suddenly reveal yours to me six
months from now. There’s no reason for us to play that ‘I’m vanilla’
game when we can both enjoy being open and
free with each other.” She had already told him that her fantasies
almost always involved anonymous women loving
her nipples and clitoris while she was being fucked.
Josh loved that she had been so open with him about her bi-sexuality. He
wasn’t the least bit threatened by it because
her attraction to him was totally obvious in and out of bed. However, it
was still difficult for him to find the nerve to
tell this beautiful girl that he wanted to tie her up and tickle her
until tears of laughter rolled down her cheeks. Oh, he
knew she was ticklish all right. His tickling fetish was so strong that
he constantly found excuses to goose her little
sides or knees when he was with her and it ALWAYS had the desired
effect...plus some. But, he never failed to stop
short of revealing his true desire to her and he hadn’t even had the
opportunity to test the ticklishness of her small
feet or underarms, without it seeming too awkward. Now, she was calling
him out.
That day, Carey was wearing a sleeveless sundress over a bra confining
her large luscious breasts. Her shapely little
tan legs disappeared into a pair of white ankle socks and some running
shoes that covered her small feet. Josh had
been dying all morning to pull one of her little arms above her head and
find out once and for all how she would react
to having one of her obviously smooth and soft underarms stroked
ticklingly. Her words finally gave him the incentive
that he needed.
He looked into her eyes and slowly walked over to her. She could tell
that she’d gotten through to him and waited
with great anticipation to hear his secret desire. She was expecting him
to say something like he wanted to be with
two girls at once or do it outside, but he just walked closer and closer
without saying a word. When they were face
to face, with tickle lust in his eyes, he gently grasped her left wrist
and pulled her arm high above her head with his
left hand. With her bare underarm now completely exposed and vulnerable
to him, she just looked at him with
confusion........until he suddenly brought the fingers of his right hand
into contact with the super ticklish flesh of her
armpit and wiggled them there in the most ticklish way he knew how.
He had caught her completely off guard, but her response was
instantaneous. Letting herself be tickled was not even
an option and she was completely overcome with tickle panic as his grip
tightened, preventing her from instinctively
pulling her arm down to protect herself.
“Hahaha... NODON’TDOTHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahehehehe
heHEHEHEHE.....”
Her only option was to drop giggling to the floor with dead weight in
hopes of pulling free, but he followed her down
and started goosing her little waist through her sundress, beneath her
jiggling breasts, as she rolled and squealed.
“Come on, Carey, I just want to tickle you.....all over.”
“NOOO...hehehehehehehe....HAHAHAHAHA...I’m too
ticklish..stop...stahahahaHAHAHA...”, and suddenly, in her
panicked hysterics, she managed to jump up and run full tilt out of her
bedroom door.......but not before seeing that
Josh had hopped up right behind her in pursuit.
“You ASKED for it, Carey,” he said as he ran after her.
(Presently)
All she did was make a quick loop through the house that she was renting
with three friends, who were all away for
the weekend because of a school break. She unintentionally knocked into
and scattered a stack of papers in her
hurried retreat through the kitchen before she ran back into her room,
slammed the door shut, and quickly turned the
lock.
“HA! HA!”, she laughed mockingly at him through the door as she sat on
the bed. “I’m say...afe! I’m say...afe!”, she
kept chanting boastingly to him and she started to wonder what to do
next. She was enjoying this innocent little
game that she had just learned was her boyfriend’s secret fantasy. The
chase had been totally invigorating. Even so,
there was absolutely no way she could just ALLOW him to tickle her.
The
thought of it alone was unbearable and
she could never possibly make her body vulnerable in that way.....at
least not willingly. Then, she suddenly heard the
door handle start to jiggle. “It’s locked,” she said quickly.
But, it was a simple lock that only required a flat screwdriver, or
something like it, to unlock it from the other side.
She suddenly realized this as the handle started to turn and the door
she thought was going to protect her, slowly
started to open.
“Oh no, Josh, no, no, no, nehehehehehehehehe...don’t tickle
me....please..please..pleasehehehehe....I
can’tahahahaha...”
She was cowering on her bed, huddled into a ball, and she started
scooting towards the far corner where it met with
the wall, giggling with tickle dread the whole time as she watched him
approach. Before he reached the bed, he
grabbed a pair of stockings from her suitcase and started waving them
back and forth in front of her. “It’ll be a lot
more fun when you’re tied up,” he said to her.
“Oh my god, Josh.....hehehehe...NOHEHEHEhehehe....I’m way too ticklish
for thahahahahaha....I don’t think I can
take it...................hehehehehehehehe...”
When her back reached the wall, Carey put both of her little hands
straight out in front of her, anticipating another
tickle attack on her upper body, and prepared to block it with
everything she had. But, Josh was a savvy tickler and
he improvised around her meager defense by tickle squeezing her tanned
thighs through her sundress. She was
instantly a mess; giggling, thrashing, rolling, and desperately grabbing
for his elusive hands as he drove her nuts by
squeezing her thighs just right. When she rolled onto her tummy, so that
he couldn’t tickle her knees any more, he
quickly found two equally ticklish spots on the backs of her thighs and
started to exploit them ruthlessly with
unbearable tickle squeezes.
“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP...Stop!..HAHAHAHA....STOP..IT...STAHAHAHAHAHAH
AHAHAHA
HA...”
She kicked her little legs from the knees down as she laughed wildly at
his tickling. Her young mind was trapped in a
seemingly unresolvable conflict between wanting to indulge her boyfriend
and desperately wanting him to, “STOP!!!”
But, he just continued goosing her legs as she rolled giggling across
the bed and he began to intersperse this with light
pinches to the soft sides of her little waist through the thin yellow
fabric of her sundress. It was only a moment
before she was completely lost in giggling hysterics as her little hands
darted here and there trying to guard against
the tickling. She would shut her eyes tightly as she tried to endure it
and then they would shoot wide open when Josh
started to tickle an especially sensitive spot that she had neglected to
protect, as she writhed and giggled over the bed.
She began to eye the door again through her hysteria, which was now her
only hope for escape, and started to
frantically wiggle her way in that direction. But, Josh had other plans.
He carefully climbed on top of her and kept
her giggling by overpowering her arms above her head and tying them
together with her stockings. She knew exactly
what he intended to do and wanted desperately to stop him, but she just
wasn’t strong enough and as the true extent
of her vulnerability set in, her giggling grew in intensity. Josh just
finished binding her wrists and then tied them to
the headboard.
“...hehehehehehe...no, no,
no...Josh....hehehehe...stop...don’tahahahahahahahahahaha....quit...hehe
hehehe...don’t
tickle me...plehehehehehehehehe...”
She had been tickled before, but she’d always been able to defend
herself one way or another. With the ticklish
sensations from his last attack still fresh in her mind and with her
bare arms now stretched high above her head, she
began to experience a level of ticklish anxiety, the likes of which
she’d never even imagined before. Carey knew she
was extremely ticklish and being this vulnerable to being tickled was a
repressed fear that she had hoped to never
have to face. As Josh pinned her legs with his body, her entire
consciousness became acutely focused on the
vulnerability of her smooth bare underarms and how easy it would be for
him to make her completely freak out right
now. This only caused her to spiral further into her fit of giggling.
Josh watched with glee as her large bra-bound breasts pointed this way
and that when she started to twist her little
tan body. At first, she was confident that she’d be able to either undo
the knot or slip one of her wrists out, but she
quickly found that the more she pulled, the tighter the stockings
gripped her small wrists, and she finally realized her
helplessness.
“...hehehehe...Oh my god, Josh.....oh don’t please don’t do
it...hehehehehehe.....I’m too ticklish I’m too
ticklish....please Josh pleeeasehehehehehehe...” In her mind, her
solitary thought was that her ticklish armpits were in
terrible peril.
He resisted the urge, however, to go right for her ticklish hollows and,
instead, cupped her mammoth breasts with his
not-quite-big-enough hands through her yellow sundress and bra. Thus
allowed her to calm down for a moment and
she relaxed her muscles a little, but continued to plead to him not to
tickle her. He just gently massaged her flesh
repeatedly which eventually elicited a moan of approval from Carey.
That’s when he let the tips of his finger rotate
down to the base of her wonderful boobs and he slowly started to tickle
them into her ribs right beneath her waiting
underarms.
“...Mmmmmmmmmm..........Stop
that............STOP!............heheheheheheheeheeheeeeehehehehehehe...
.” she began
to helplessly giggle again and instinctively pulled at her restrained
wrists in more of an effort to pull her legs out from
under him than to pull them free, but she would have settled for
ANYTHING that would have brought her some
relief from being tickled like this.
Josh had decided that he was going to give her upper body the tickling
of her lifetime and he started in by
meticulously tickle gripping her all over her little ribs through her
thin dress. She went absolutely crazy over being
tormented like this without being able to do a thing about it. She
already knew that she didn’t have near enough
power to buck him off of her legs and the stockings were way past ever
coming loose, but she twisted and turned just
the same....without any real purpose other than to occupy her mind with
something besides the unbelievably ticklish
sensations rushing through her body. He just followed her writing young
body with his hands, never once relenting in
his maddening tickle massage of her rib cage and he even started to
goose her tiny waist again.
“....AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....Stop, Stop,
STOP!!...ahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”, and
as her hysterical laughing and struggling began to peak, Josh
sadistically started to slowly spider walk his fingertips in
a very ticklish way from the sensitive sides of her waist, up the sides
of her rib cage, and further and further up
towards her exposed and waiting underarms.
“Oh no, Carey! It’s the tickle spiders!”, he said to her as his hands
began their cruel journey. “Tickle spiders love
ticklish underarms, Carey! Are YOUR underarms ticklish, Carey? Because,
here they come!”, and he continued
verbally taunting her as he moved his hands closer and closer towards
both of her raised tan arms.
“....ahahaha...no, Josh, no, no, no,
Jahahahahaha.....No....hahahahahahaha...please
don’t....stahahahahahahaha...No,
don’t...hahahahaHAHAHAHAHA...DON’T....Don’t do it...Don’t do
it....hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH....”
As the tips of his fingers neared the bottom edges of her smooth
underarms, he stopped walking them forward and
began to gently stroke her there, giving her just a taste of what was to
come. His slow caresses tickled so much and
they were so near her vulnerable underarms! Carey was beside herself
with giggling already, but she knew that if he
moved his tickling fingers just an inch farther north, she would
completely loose it. She DID NOT want him tickling
her armpits while it was impossible for her to defend herself and she
began telling him so, through her hysterical
giggling and frantic struggling, in no uncertain terms.
“...heheheheheheDon’t tickle themhehehehehehahahahahaha......Don’t
tickle my armpits...Don’t tickle my
armpits...pleeehehehehehehahahahahaha.....Don’t do
iththththahahahahahahahahahaha....stop..STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”, she
begged and started laughing
out loud as he began to repeatedly trace slow ticklish trails all around
the perimeters of both of her little tan
underarms, without ever actually touching them.
The tickling itself, as well as the anxiety of being so helplessly
teased near her ticklish hollows caused her giggle
crazed mind to forget how well restrained she was and she started
fighting to get free again with all the strength she
could muster. She had delusions of snapping the nylons binding her
wrists loose from the bed or of bucking Josh off
of her legs....if she could just push and pull hard enough. She twisted
and bucked and pulled, but in the end, she only
managed to tighten the knot in her stockings and frustrate herself
further.
Finally, she squeezed her eyes shut and tensed up all of her muscles, in
an attempt to shut off the ticking sensations
from within herself. She even tried to stop laughing as he continued
stroking her all around her ticklish underarms,
but she just kept right on giggling through her pursed lips. Within
seconds, when Josh added the shapely tan
undersides of her biceps to his tickling targets, she began to realize
that this effort was just as futile as struggling
physically, and she started laughing and begging again.
“...mhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhehehehehehehehehe...oh god oh god oh
god...hahahahahahaha....Fucking Stop It Right
NOW....hehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha.....pleeaaashheheheheHAHAHAHAH
AHAHAHAHA....Don’taahaha
haha...”
“Stop now?” he asked her teasingly. “Carey, we’re just getting started.
You KNOW I love making love with you,
.......but I also really, really want to tickle, tickle, tickle, you all
over your beautiful body,” he said to her tauntingly as
he stopped circling her pits and just stroked her gently underneath them
and on the sides closest to her mammoth
breasts, which were still concealed beneath her sundress and bra.
“I’ve
GOT to find out just exactly how ticklish you
are......and where.” With that, he halted his tickling for a moment and
Carey’s giggling started to trail off. “You have
no idea how excited this gets me.”
But, Carey WAS getting an idea. She could see the hunger in his eyes and
part of her loved that he was sharing this
with her. However, it seemed that an even bigger part of her was
screaming not to be tickled. If it were possible, she
would have just laid there and let him have his ticklish way with her.
Unfortunately for her, she was way too ticklish
to even consider doing that.
Josh bent over and started kissing her passionately on her beautiful
full lips, while her exposed underarms waited for
him on either side of their faces. He almost turned his kisses to one of
them, but instinctively decided on another
course of action. He slowly started to kiss away from her lovely mouth
and over to her freckled cheek. A broad and
content smile spread across Carey’s face as she reveled in his loving
attention. Her luscious breasts rose and fell
beneath her cute yellow sundress as she continued catching her breath.
He kissed farther down the side of her tan
face until he reached her little left ear, which he began to ticklishly
explore with the very tip of his wet tongue.
“...mmmmm.....hmmmmm....I like that,” she said until he found a very
ticklish spot near the inside of her little ear and
started to exploit it repeatedly with his tongue.
“...mmm.........hehehe...OK, that tickles....hehehe.....STOP..That
tickles, that
tickleheheheheheheHEHEHEHEHE....STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”
As his efforts began to get the response from her that he loved so much,
he started to devour her little ear with his
mouth, sucking on her earlobe and snaking his tongue invasively around
the inside, as well as behind. She desperately
tried to push that side of her face against her left shoulder, but was
unsuccessful because his head was in the way. He
could tell, from her responses, which spots were most ticklish for her
and when he found one and she tried to jerk
away, he only worked harder to tickle her there. Carey started to go
completely nuts, trying to thrash her head
around without being very successful at all. Josh just moved his tickle
kisses down to the very sensitive sides of her
tan little neck and her giggling grew again in intensity. He gave her
aggressive kisses all over her ticklish neck as she
darted her chin in every direction, trying to make herself less
vulnerable.
“.... eeeeeeeehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
...heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh...hehehe
heheheheheheheheheheh.....hehehehehehehehehehehe....hehehehehehehehehehe
.....”
Josh was already so excited that part of him wanted to untie her right
then, strip off all her clothes, and make
passionate love with her, but he resisted the urge in favor of more
tickle torture. He did, however, decide that he had
postponed tickling her soft smooth underarms for long enough and he
lifted his head from tickle kissing her sensitive
neck. Carey, again, started to drop out of her giggle fit.
“Why are you tickling me?”, she asked him with a giggle still in her
voice. “I want your cock in my pussy, Joshua,”
she added enticingly. While this was true, the reality was that she
wwanted, just as much, to lead him away from
tickling her before the situation progressed any further.
“That sounds nice, Carey. But, first thing’s first, you know,” and he
began searching his mind for the best way to
approach tickling her unprotected underarms.
**************************************************
Josh lifted his body long enough to grasp the hem of her yellow sundress
and pull it up past her hips. The sight of her
small green silk panties, that tightly concealed her beautiful
womanhood, contrasted her tan skin and left Josh a little
weak for a second as he began to reveal her cute little tummy. As he sat
on her bare legs, with her bare arms
stretched helplessly above her head, he couldn’t resist testing the
ticklishness of her now bare tummy before
uncovering the rest of her upper body.
“Carey, are you ticklish around your belly button at all?”, he asked
jokingly.
“DON’T JOSH!! Just don’t, don’t,
don’tahahehehehehehehehehehehehehedon’t..don’t..don’t..don’tahahahahahah
ahehehehe...”, the thought of it alone
was maddening, especially since she had become acutely aware of her new
vulnerabilities after having her dressed
pulled up. All she could do was watch and giggle as Josh leisurely
brought the tips of his right hand over to the right
side of her flat little tan belly and began to tickle her there with the
lightest, shortest, most unbearable little tickle
scratches that Carey had ever had to endure.
Three thoughts quickly flashed through her mind at that moment. The
first was that what he was doing with his
fingers tickled like crazy and she desperately wanted him to stop. The
second was that she was completely
defenseless and there just wasn’t anything she COULD do to make him
stop. The third thought was about the
absurdity of finding herself restrained and tickled at her age and about
the fact that it was making her completely
freak out.
The final result was that, as he lightly scribbled his fingers over the
twitching ticklish surface of her belly, throughout
this thought process...and beyond, the helplessness of her situation
sank in and the tone of her hysterical giggling
changed significantly. It dropped a couple octaves and Carey emitted a
deeper kind of laugh, obviously outside of her
control, that seemed to come more from her belly itself, rather than
from her throat. The frustration of not being able
to reach down, brush Josh’s hand away, and scratch away the tickly
sensations that were consuming her world, only
seemed to intensify their effect on her young body and she squeezed her
eyes shut again and tried to endure it.
“...hehehehehehehehehehehehehehaha...stop...STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHA
HAAHAHAHAHAHAHA...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA......hahahahHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”, she laughed mindlessly and, for a moment, was
unable to vocalize her protests
because of it.
It had only been a small fraction of a minute that Josh subjected her to
the tickling of her bare tummy, but her
response was incredibly intense. He was in LOVE! He stopped his torment
and she started giggling again as he bent
over and delivered many little kisses to her cute belly in admiration.
“Mmmm, Carey you have no idea what you’re
doing to me,” he said as he started to push her dress up farther. He
wasted no time lifting it past her enormous
breasts, revealing the purple bra that confined them, and then pulling
it up over her head.
The ticklish vulnerability of her bare armpits snapped back into Carey’s
mind as he did this, and she retried her latest
strategy for redirecting him. “Touch me,” she ordered him seductively.
She could see the lust in his eyes as he gazed
down at her. He unhooked the clasp between her beautiful mounds and
moved her bra away from her luscious
breasts before pulling it up above her head as well. Not only were her
breasts beautifully shaped, but he loved that
she had such a pronounced tan line. Most of her skin was pretty tan, but
the surface of her two lovely breasts was
quite fair and marked with a few smallish brown freckles. Her perfect
brown areolas puckered at being exposed and
pushed her proportionately large and hard nipples straight up into the
air. For the moment, Josh postponed the
attention that he was about to pay to his girlfriend’s desperately
ticklish underarms.
He DID touch her. He stretched the fingers of each hand as far as they
would go around the bases of both of her
lovely white breasts, squeezed her gently, and then devoured them with
his hands, gently touching and kneading them
all over and occasionally brushing her erect nipples between two or more
fingers as her arms remained stretched high
above her head. With the tickling sensations starting to fade, along
with the anxiety that had accompanied them,
Carey reveled under this attention and she felt the river of desire
start to trickle within her. Leaning over, Josh took
her fully erect right nipple into his mouth and sucked her into a state
of nirvana.
As he did so, he decided to once again take advantage of Carey’s
restraint and started to glide feather light touches
quickly around the extra sensitive sides and undersides of her large
breasts. It seemed like it took a moment for the
new tickling sensations to register in her mind amidst her arousal
because he could almost see the realization wash
across her face a few seconds after he’d begun. As they did, she
immediately forgot about the wonderful warmth of
his mouth around her nipple, and desperately tried to shake them away
from his fingers as she exploded into a fit of
giggles again. She, once again, lamented her bound wrists as she twisted
her body as much as she could and strained
her neck, trying to lift her head up to see were his fingers were going
as he gently tickled her breasts here and there.
The lightness of his touches was what made the tickling so unbearable
for her. She had, of course, been tickled many
times in her life and had even been mildly restrained once or twice, but
the tickling she had endured had always been
more of the squeezing and digging kind. She found those techniques
unbearable, as well, but THESE kinds of
tickles! And having her arms tied above her head like this! It was
unlike anything she had ever let her mind entertain
and it was overwhelming her. For while his gentle touches around the
perimeters of her mammoth boobs tickled very
much and drove her to continuously shake them about, it was the
proximity of his tickling in relation to her oh so
vulnerable and ticklish underarms that quickly drove her incessant
giggling to higher and higher levels of intensity.
“Oh Josh! No, no, no, nooohehehehehehehehehehehehehe...please stop it,
pleease stop
ihehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha...” He tickled closer and
closer...around to the tops of her breasts...so
near...
“...HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEhahahaahahahahHEHEHEHEHEHE...Dooooonn’theheheh
eheheheHEHEHE
HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE...oh my god, oh my
gAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEhhehehehehe...”,
she shook more and more vigorously and pulled mindlessly at her
restraint as the anxiety of anticipation mounted.
The irrational thought that she might be able to bring her elbows down
to protect herself before it was too late,
consumed her as she continued to laugh, and she pulled forcefully.
Josh
shifted himself so that he was kneeling over
her waist, and then he finally put an end to her anticipation.
***Continued in a post below in this thread!***
spilling from her lips. She completely leapt
over the foot stool in front of the house’s easy chair and tore around
the corner into the kitchen. An observer might
have thought she was running for her life, if not for her crazed
giggling. She almost slammed into the refrigerator
because she was moving so quickly, but she just used it to push herself
forward, running as fast she could through the
house. Hurting herself as she ran was the least of her fears.....because
she knew that Josh was close behind.
(a few moments earlier)
Josh had been with many girls in his twenty years, but this Carey put
them all to shame. “She’s fucking HOT,” he
thought to himself as he watched her unpack her suitcase. She only stood
about five feet tall, probably less, but she
had an incredibly cute face and an unbelievably erotic figure. For such
a short and in shape little body, she had
enormous breasts. The effect was such that, no matter what she wore,
one’s attention was always drawn to the fact
that she had such ample cleavage hidden beneath her clothing. She had a
dark tanned complexion with a few freckles
scattered here and there and she kept her beautiful brown hair cut
relatively short.
They’d been youth hostile hopping for six days in Canada, their first
extended period of time together, and Josh was
only liking her more and more. She made him feel totally comfortable
being himself around her and......she was so
fucking HOT! The sex they’d been having was excellent. With only twenty
years, she was very mature for her age;
completely comfortable with her sexuality and not afraid to speak her
mind. In fact, as she was unpacking they had
been talking again about what turned them on.
“I think that everybody has some secret fantasy that they’re initially
afraid of sharing with their partners,” she said to
him as she opened several drawers. “Now, I’m going to be upset, Joshua,
if you suddenly reveal yours to me six
months from now. There’s no reason for us to play that ‘I’m vanilla’
game when we can both enjoy being open and
free with each other.” She had already told him that her fantasies
almost always involved anonymous women loving
her nipples and clitoris while she was being fucked.
Josh loved that she had been so open with him about her bi-sexuality. He
wasn’t the least bit threatened by it because
her attraction to him was totally obvious in and out of bed. However, it
was still difficult for him to find the nerve to
tell this beautiful girl that he wanted to tie her up and tickle her
until tears of laughter rolled down her cheeks. Oh, he
knew she was ticklish all right. His tickling fetish was so strong that
he constantly found excuses to goose her little
sides or knees when he was with her and it ALWAYS had the desired
effect...plus some. But, he never failed to stop
short of revealing his true desire to her and he hadn’t even had the
opportunity to test the ticklishness of her small
feet or underarms, without it seeming too awkward. Now, she was calling
him out.
That day, Carey was wearing a sleeveless sundress over a bra confining
her large luscious breasts. Her shapely little
tan legs disappeared into a pair of white ankle socks and some running
shoes that covered her small feet. Josh had
been dying all morning to pull one of her little arms above her head and
find out once and for all how she would react
to having one of her obviously smooth and soft underarms stroked
ticklingly. Her words finally gave him the incentive
that he needed.
He looked into her eyes and slowly walked over to her. She could tell
that she’d gotten through to him and waited
with great anticipation to hear his secret desire. She was expecting him
to say something like he wanted to be with
two girls at once or do it outside, but he just walked closer and closer
without saying a word. When they were face
to face, with tickle lust in his eyes, he gently grasped her left wrist
and pulled her arm high above her head with his
left hand. With her bare underarm now completely exposed and vulnerable
to him, she just looked at him with
confusion........until he suddenly brought the fingers of his right hand
into contact with the super ticklish flesh of her
armpit and wiggled them there in the most ticklish way he knew how.
He had caught her completely off guard, but her response was
instantaneous. Letting herself be tickled was not even
an option and she was completely overcome with tickle panic as his grip
tightened, preventing her from instinctively
pulling her arm down to protect herself.
“Hahaha... NODON’TDOTHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHahahahehehehe
heHEHEHEHE.....”
Her only option was to drop giggling to the floor with dead weight in
hopes of pulling free, but he followed her down
and started goosing her little waist through her sundress, beneath her
jiggling breasts, as she rolled and squealed.
“Come on, Carey, I just want to tickle you.....all over.”
“NOOO...hehehehehehehe....HAHAHAHAHA...I’m too
ticklish..stop...stahahahaHAHAHA...”, and suddenly, in her
panicked hysterics, she managed to jump up and run full tilt out of her
bedroom door.......but not before seeing that
Josh had hopped up right behind her in pursuit.
“You ASKED for it, Carey,” he said as he ran after her.
(Presently)
All she did was make a quick loop through the house that she was renting
with three friends, who were all away for
the weekend because of a school break. She unintentionally knocked into
and scattered a stack of papers in her
hurried retreat through the kitchen before she ran back into her room,
slammed the door shut, and quickly turned the
lock.
“HA! HA!”, she laughed mockingly at him through the door as she sat on
the bed. “I’m say...afe! I’m say...afe!”, she
kept chanting boastingly to him and she started to wonder what to do
next. She was enjoying this innocent little
game that she had just learned was her boyfriend’s secret fantasy. The
chase had been totally invigorating. Even so,
there was absolutely no way she could just ALLOW him to tickle her.
The
thought of it alone was unbearable and
she could never possibly make her body vulnerable in that way.....at
least not willingly. Then, she suddenly heard the
door handle start to jiggle. “It’s locked,” she said quickly.
But, it was a simple lock that only required a flat screwdriver, or
something like it, to unlock it from the other side.
She suddenly realized this as the handle started to turn and the door
she thought was going to protect her, slowly
started to open.
“Oh no, Josh, no, no, no, nehehehehehehehehe...don’t tickle
me....please..please..pleasehehehehe....I
can’tahahahaha...”
She was cowering on her bed, huddled into a ball, and she started
scooting towards the far corner where it met with
the wall, giggling with tickle dread the whole time as she watched him
approach. Before he reached the bed, he
grabbed a pair of stockings from her suitcase and started waving them
back and forth in front of her. “It’ll be a lot
more fun when you’re tied up,” he said to her.
“Oh my god, Josh.....hehehehe...NOHEHEHEhehehe....I’m way too ticklish
for thahahahahaha....I don’t think I can
take it...................hehehehehehehehe...”
When her back reached the wall, Carey put both of her little hands
straight out in front of her, anticipating another
tickle attack on her upper body, and prepared to block it with
everything she had. But, Josh was a savvy tickler and
he improvised around her meager defense by tickle squeezing her tanned
thighs through her sundress. She was
instantly a mess; giggling, thrashing, rolling, and desperately grabbing
for his elusive hands as he drove her nuts by
squeezing her thighs just right. When she rolled onto her tummy, so that
he couldn’t tickle her knees any more, he
quickly found two equally ticklish spots on the backs of her thighs and
started to exploit them ruthlessly with
unbearable tickle squeezes.
“STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP...Stop!..HAHAHAHA....STOP..IT...STAHAHAHAHAHAH
AHAHAHA
HA...”
She kicked her little legs from the knees down as she laughed wildly at
his tickling. Her young mind was trapped in a
seemingly unresolvable conflict between wanting to indulge her boyfriend
and desperately wanting him to, “STOP!!!”
But, he just continued goosing her legs as she rolled giggling across
the bed and he began to intersperse this with light
pinches to the soft sides of her little waist through the thin yellow
fabric of her sundress. It was only a moment
before she was completely lost in giggling hysterics as her little hands
darted here and there trying to guard against
the tickling. She would shut her eyes tightly as she tried to endure it
and then they would shoot wide open when Josh
started to tickle an especially sensitive spot that she had neglected to
protect, as she writhed and giggled over the bed.
She began to eye the door again through her hysteria, which was now her
only hope for escape, and started to
frantically wiggle her way in that direction. But, Josh had other plans.
He carefully climbed on top of her and kept
her giggling by overpowering her arms above her head and tying them
together with her stockings. She knew exactly
what he intended to do and wanted desperately to stop him, but she just
wasn’t strong enough and as the true extent
of her vulnerability set in, her giggling grew in intensity. Josh just
finished binding her wrists and then tied them to
the headboard.
“...hehehehehehe...no, no,
no...Josh....hehehehe...stop...don’tahahahahahahahahahaha....quit...hehe
hehehe...don’t
tickle me...plehehehehehehehehe...”
She had been tickled before, but she’d always been able to defend
herself one way or another. With the ticklish
sensations from his last attack still fresh in her mind and with her
bare arms now stretched high above her head, she
began to experience a level of ticklish anxiety, the likes of which
she’d never even imagined before. Carey knew she
was extremely ticklish and being this vulnerable to being tickled was a
repressed fear that she had hoped to never
have to face. As Josh pinned her legs with his body, her entire
consciousness became acutely focused on the
vulnerability of her smooth bare underarms and how easy it would be for
him to make her completely freak out right
now. This only caused her to spiral further into her fit of giggling.
Josh watched with glee as her large bra-bound breasts pointed this way
and that when she started to twist her little
tan body. At first, she was confident that she’d be able to either undo
the knot or slip one of her wrists out, but she
quickly found that the more she pulled, the tighter the stockings
gripped her small wrists, and she finally realized her
helplessness.
“...hehehehe...Oh my god, Josh.....oh don’t please don’t do
it...hehehehehehe.....I’m too ticklish I’m too
ticklish....please Josh pleeeasehehehehehehe...” In her mind, her
solitary thought was that her ticklish armpits were in
terrible peril.
He resisted the urge, however, to go right for her ticklish hollows and,
instead, cupped her mammoth breasts with his
not-quite-big-enough hands through her yellow sundress and bra. Thus
allowed her to calm down for a moment and
she relaxed her muscles a little, but continued to plead to him not to
tickle her. He just gently massaged her flesh
repeatedly which eventually elicited a moan of approval from Carey.
That’s when he let the tips of his finger rotate
down to the base of her wonderful boobs and he slowly started to tickle
them into her ribs right beneath her waiting
underarms.
“...Mmmmmmmmmm..........Stop
that............STOP!............heheheheheheheeheeheeeeehehehehehehe...
.” she began
to helplessly giggle again and instinctively pulled at her restrained
wrists in more of an effort to pull her legs out from
under him than to pull them free, but she would have settled for
ANYTHING that would have brought her some
relief from being tickled like this.
Josh had decided that he was going to give her upper body the tickling
of her lifetime and he started in by
meticulously tickle gripping her all over her little ribs through her
thin dress. She went absolutely crazy over being
tormented like this without being able to do a thing about it. She
already knew that she didn’t have near enough
power to buck him off of her legs and the stockings were way past ever
coming loose, but she twisted and turned just
the same....without any real purpose other than to occupy her mind with
something besides the unbelievably ticklish
sensations rushing through her body. He just followed her writing young
body with his hands, never once relenting in
his maddening tickle massage of her rib cage and he even started to
goose her tiny waist again.
“....AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....Stop, Stop,
STOP!!...ahahahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”, and
as her hysterical laughing and struggling began to peak, Josh
sadistically started to slowly spider walk his fingertips in
a very ticklish way from the sensitive sides of her waist, up the sides
of her rib cage, and further and further up
towards her exposed and waiting underarms.
“Oh no, Carey! It’s the tickle spiders!”, he said to her as his hands
began their cruel journey. “Tickle spiders love
ticklish underarms, Carey! Are YOUR underarms ticklish, Carey? Because,
here they come!”, and he continued
verbally taunting her as he moved his hands closer and closer towards
both of her raised tan arms.
“....ahahaha...no, Josh, no, no, no,
Jahahahahaha.....No....hahahahahahaha...please
don’t....stahahahahahahaha...No,
don’t...hahahahaHAHAHAHAHA...DON’T....Don’t do it...Don’t do
it....hahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH....”
As the tips of his fingers neared the bottom edges of her smooth
underarms, he stopped walking them forward and
began to gently stroke her there, giving her just a taste of what was to
come. His slow caresses tickled so much and
they were so near her vulnerable underarms! Carey was beside herself
with giggling already, but she knew that if he
moved his tickling fingers just an inch farther north, she would
completely loose it. She DID NOT want him tickling
her armpits while it was impossible for her to defend herself and she
began telling him so, through her hysterical
giggling and frantic struggling, in no uncertain terms.
“...heheheheheheDon’t tickle themhehehehehehahahahahaha......Don’t
tickle my armpits...Don’t tickle my
armpits...pleeehehehehehehahahahahaha.....Don’t do
iththththahahahahahahahahahaha....stop..STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”, she
begged and started laughing
out loud as he began to repeatedly trace slow ticklish trails all around
the perimeters of both of her little tan
underarms, without ever actually touching them.
The tickling itself, as well as the anxiety of being so helplessly
teased near her ticklish hollows caused her giggle
crazed mind to forget how well restrained she was and she started
fighting to get free again with all the strength she
could muster. She had delusions of snapping the nylons binding her
wrists loose from the bed or of bucking Josh off
of her legs....if she could just push and pull hard enough. She twisted
and bucked and pulled, but in the end, she only
managed to tighten the knot in her stockings and frustrate herself
further.
Finally, she squeezed her eyes shut and tensed up all of her muscles, in
an attempt to shut off the ticking sensations
from within herself. She even tried to stop laughing as he continued
stroking her all around her ticklish underarms,
but she just kept right on giggling through her pursed lips. Within
seconds, when Josh added the shapely tan
undersides of her biceps to his tickling targets, she began to realize
that this effort was just as futile as struggling
physically, and she started laughing and begging again.
“...mhmhmhmhmhmhmhmhehehehehehehehehe...oh god oh god oh
god...hahahahahahaha....Fucking Stop It Right
NOW....hehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha.....pleeaaashheheheheHAHAHAHAH
AHAHAHAHA....Don’taahaha
haha...”
“Stop now?” he asked her teasingly. “Carey, we’re just getting started.
You KNOW I love making love with you,
.......but I also really, really want to tickle, tickle, tickle, you all
over your beautiful body,” he said to her tauntingly as
he stopped circling her pits and just stroked her gently underneath them
and on the sides closest to her mammoth
breasts, which were still concealed beneath her sundress and bra.
“I’ve
GOT to find out just exactly how ticklish you
are......and where.” With that, he halted his tickling for a moment and
Carey’s giggling started to trail off. “You have
no idea how excited this gets me.”
But, Carey WAS getting an idea. She could see the hunger in his eyes and
part of her loved that he was sharing this
with her. However, it seemed that an even bigger part of her was
screaming not to be tickled. If it were possible, she
would have just laid there and let him have his ticklish way with her.
Unfortunately for her, she was way too ticklish
to even consider doing that.
Josh bent over and started kissing her passionately on her beautiful
full lips, while her exposed underarms waited for
him on either side of their faces. He almost turned his kisses to one of
them, but instinctively decided on another
course of action. He slowly started to kiss away from her lovely mouth
and over to her freckled cheek. A broad and
content smile spread across Carey’s face as she reveled in his loving
attention. Her luscious breasts rose and fell
beneath her cute yellow sundress as she continued catching her breath.
He kissed farther down the side of her tan
face until he reached her little left ear, which he began to ticklishly
explore with the very tip of his wet tongue.
“...mmmmm.....hmmmmm....I like that,” she said until he found a very
ticklish spot near the inside of her little ear and
started to exploit it repeatedly with his tongue.
“...mmm.........hehehe...OK, that tickles....hehehe.....STOP..That
tickles, that
tickleheheheheheheHEHEHEHEHE....STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”
As his efforts began to get the response from her that he loved so much,
he started to devour her little ear with his
mouth, sucking on her earlobe and snaking his tongue invasively around
the inside, as well as behind. She desperately
tried to push that side of her face against her left shoulder, but was
unsuccessful because his head was in the way. He
could tell, from her responses, which spots were most ticklish for her
and when he found one and she tried to jerk
away, he only worked harder to tickle her there. Carey started to go
completely nuts, trying to thrash her head
around without being very successful at all. Josh just moved his tickle
kisses down to the very sensitive sides of her
tan little neck and her giggling grew again in intensity. He gave her
aggressive kisses all over her ticklish neck as she
darted her chin in every direction, trying to make herself less
vulnerable.
“.... eeeeeeeehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
...heheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheh...hehehe
heheheheheheheheheheh.....hehehehehehehehehehehe....hehehehehehehehehehe
.....”
Josh was already so excited that part of him wanted to untie her right
then, strip off all her clothes, and make
passionate love with her, but he resisted the urge in favor of more
tickle torture. He did, however, decide that he had
postponed tickling her soft smooth underarms for long enough and he
lifted his head from tickle kissing her sensitive
neck. Carey, again, started to drop out of her giggle fit.
“Why are you tickling me?”, she asked him with a giggle still in her
voice. “I want your cock in my pussy, Joshua,”
she added enticingly. While this was true, the reality was that she
wwanted, just as much, to lead him away from
tickling her before the situation progressed any further.
“That sounds nice, Carey. But, first thing’s first, you know,” and he
began searching his mind for the best way to
approach tickling her unprotected underarms.
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Josh lifted his body long enough to grasp the hem of her yellow sundress
and pull it up past her hips. The sight of her
small green silk panties, that tightly concealed her beautiful
womanhood, contrasted her tan skin and left Josh a little
weak for a second as he began to reveal her cute little tummy. As he sat
on her bare legs, with her bare arms
stretched helplessly above her head, he couldn’t resist testing the
ticklishness of her now bare tummy before
uncovering the rest of her upper body.
“Carey, are you ticklish around your belly button at all?”, he asked
jokingly.
“DON’T JOSH!! Just don’t, don’t,
don’tahahehehehehehehehehehehehehedon’t..don’t..don’t..don’tahahahahahah
ahehehehe...”, the thought of it alone
was maddening, especially since she had become acutely aware of her new
vulnerabilities after having her dressed
pulled up. All she could do was watch and giggle as Josh leisurely
brought the tips of his right hand over to the right
side of her flat little tan belly and began to tickle her there with the
lightest, shortest, most unbearable little tickle
scratches that Carey had ever had to endure.
Three thoughts quickly flashed through her mind at that moment. The
first was that what he was doing with his
fingers tickled like crazy and she desperately wanted him to stop. The
second was that she was completely
defenseless and there just wasn’t anything she COULD do to make him
stop. The third thought was about the
absurdity of finding herself restrained and tickled at her age and about
the fact that it was making her completely
freak out.
The final result was that, as he lightly scribbled his fingers over the
twitching ticklish surface of her belly, throughout
this thought process...and beyond, the helplessness of her situation
sank in and the tone of her hysterical giggling
changed significantly. It dropped a couple octaves and Carey emitted a
deeper kind of laugh, obviously outside of her
control, that seemed to come more from her belly itself, rather than
from her throat. The frustration of not being able
to reach down, brush Josh’s hand away, and scratch away the tickly
sensations that were consuming her world, only
seemed to intensify their effect on her young body and she squeezed her
eyes shut again and tried to endure it.
“...hehehehehehehehehehehehehehaha...stop...STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHA
HAAHAHAHAHAHAHA...HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA......hahahahHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA
HA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA...”, she laughed mindlessly and, for a moment, was
unable to vocalize her protests
because of it.
It had only been a small fraction of a minute that Josh subjected her to
the tickling of her bare tummy, but her
response was incredibly intense. He was in LOVE! He stopped his torment
and she started giggling again as he bent
over and delivered many little kisses to her cute belly in admiration.
“Mmmm, Carey you have no idea what you’re
doing to me,” he said as he started to push her dress up farther. He
wasted no time lifting it past her enormous
breasts, revealing the purple bra that confined them, and then pulling
it up over her head.
The ticklish vulnerability of her bare armpits snapped back into Carey’s
mind as he did this, and she retried her latest
strategy for redirecting him. “Touch me,” she ordered him seductively.
She could see the lust in his eyes as he gazed
down at her. He unhooked the clasp between her beautiful mounds and
moved her bra away from her luscious
breasts before pulling it up above her head as well. Not only were her
breasts beautifully shaped, but he loved that
she had such a pronounced tan line. Most of her skin was pretty tan, but
the surface of her two lovely breasts was
quite fair and marked with a few smallish brown freckles. Her perfect
brown areolas puckered at being exposed and
pushed her proportionately large and hard nipples straight up into the
air. For the moment, Josh postponed the
attention that he was about to pay to his girlfriend’s desperately
ticklish underarms.
He DID touch her. He stretched the fingers of each hand as far as they
would go around the bases of both of her
lovely white breasts, squeezed her gently, and then devoured them with
his hands, gently touching and kneading them
all over and occasionally brushing her erect nipples between two or more
fingers as her arms remained stretched high
above her head. With the tickling sensations starting to fade, along
with the anxiety that had accompanied them,
Carey reveled under this attention and she felt the river of desire
start to trickle within her. Leaning over, Josh took
her fully erect right nipple into his mouth and sucked her into a state
of nirvana.
As he did so, he decided to once again take advantage of Carey’s
restraint and started to glide feather light touches
quickly around the extra sensitive sides and undersides of her large
breasts. It seemed like it took a moment for the
new tickling sensations to register in her mind amidst her arousal
because he could almost see the realization wash
across her face a few seconds after he’d begun. As they did, she
immediately forgot about the wonderful warmth of
his mouth around her nipple, and desperately tried to shake them away
from his fingers as she exploded into a fit of
giggles again. She, once again, lamented her bound wrists as she twisted
her body as much as she could and strained
her neck, trying to lift her head up to see were his fingers were going
as he gently tickled her breasts here and there.
The lightness of his touches was what made the tickling so unbearable
for her. She had, of course, been tickled many
times in her life and had even been mildly restrained once or twice, but
the tickling she had endured had always been
more of the squeezing and digging kind. She found those techniques
unbearable, as well, but THESE kinds of
tickles! And having her arms tied above her head like this! It was
unlike anything she had ever let her mind entertain
and it was overwhelming her. For while his gentle touches around the
perimeters of her mammoth boobs tickled very
much and drove her to continuously shake them about, it was the
proximity of his tickling in relation to her oh so
vulnerable and ticklish underarms that quickly drove her incessant
giggling to higher and higher levels of intensity.
“Oh Josh! No, no, no, nooohehehehehehehehehehehehehe...please stop it,
pleease stop
ihehehehehehehehehehehahahahahahahaha...” He tickled closer and
closer...around to the tops of her breasts...so
near...
“...HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEhahahaahahahahHEHEHEHEHEHE...Dooooonn’theheheh
eheheheHEHEHE
HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHE...oh my god, oh my
gAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEhhehehehehe...”,
she shook more and more vigorously and pulled mindlessly at her
restraint as the anxiety of anticipation mounted.
The irrational thought that she might be able to bring her elbows down
to protect herself before it was too late,
consumed her as she continued to laugh, and she pulled forcefully.
Josh
shifted himself so that he was kneeling over
her waist, and then he finally put an end to her anticipation.
***Continued in a post below in this thread!***
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