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This story might be offsensive so if you ain't over 18 don't read this story.
On the road part two
As the van got under way again, Danni started unbuttoning Beth's shirt."You know, my sister's done an excellent job of getting you used tofootsie tickling, but I'm afraid she's neglected your other ticklishspots. A girl's not just ticklish on her feet, now is she? You shouldlearn to endure tickling all over."Beth squirmed under her, twisting as Danni opened her top. She wore apetite-size sports bra underneath, and her perky titties were nestled inthe no-lace cups. "Oh, good, front-closing style. Saves me the trouble ofgetting the scissors." Danni popped the catch and Beth's breasts layexposed, nipples hard and puckered. "Ooo, looks like someone here *likes*being tied and tickled, hmm?""No, no, please...have mercy...this is torture..."Danni lowered her hands slowly, fingers curved slighty. Beth bucked underher, trying to twist away from the descending nails. "No, oh, God, don'tTOUCH me! Don't t-tickle--"Danni's nails came down on both sides of her ribcage, just outside hernaked breasts. Beth, giggly and giddy from all the tickling Tammi hadalready given her, giggled again even without Danni moving her fingers.Then, slowly and sensuously, she began moving them up toward her armpits,scratching in little circles along the bare, white skin. She could feelBeth's delicate, finely-sculpted ribs underneath, and felt them expand andcontract spasmodically as she giggled. She spread her fingers wide and andsqueezed her way up to her armpits and back down to her flanks.Beth erupted in shrill, helpless laughter. She hadn't recovered from thetorture Tammi had put her through, and now she was being tickled again--itwas the cruelest thing anyone had ever done to her. She struggleddesperately for the few seconds she had any strength, but soon herover-tired muscles and aching lungs collapsed into exhausted andundirected twitching. She tried to beg this wicked redhead to stop, toleave her alone, but every breath she managed to suck in exploded from herchest as screaming laughter."AH HA HA HA HAHAHAHAAA! Oh, no no no--HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! Stop! StAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEE HEE EEEEEEEE! HAHAHHAHA HA HA HA HA HA!""What're you *doing* to her?" Tammi asked from the driver's seat. shecouldn't quite see what was going on in the rearview mirror."Playing with her ribs! They're very tickly!" Danni kept it up for anotherten minutes, squeezing Beth's ribs sharply and quickly, leaving bright redfingerprints on her skin. Beth tried to kick and twist, but she was tootightly tied to do anything.Danni stopped, placed her elbows on either side of her captive, and puther chin in her hands. Her face was only a few inches from Beth's. "Hi,there," she said softly.Beth opened her eyes. Tears glistened on her eyelashes. "P-pleeeze..." shebreathed."You know, you're one of the most ticklish people I've ever met, and I'mnot just saying that." Danni brushed a lock of hair from Beth'ssweat-dampened forehead. She leaned down a little more and her lipstouched Beth's.At first Beth tried to pull back, but it was the first soothing touchthese girls had given her. Danni raised her mouth, waited a moment, thenkissed her again, and this time Beth kissed back. Her mouth opened toreceive Danni's reaching tongue. Electricity passed between them, andBeth's clit swelled inside its roll of soft flesh and extended its tinyhead from the moist folds of her pussy. She tasted Danni's mouth, and felther hands cradle her face. The kiss ended wetly, and a wavering string ofsaliva briefly stretched between their mouths. It broke, leaving a moistlightning bolt that ran from Beth's lower lip down her chin and neck tothe space between her boobs.Beth tried to catch her breath. Her head spun. Danni smiled, green eyesalive with loving fire. "Cute girl," she said. "Cute Beth. Ticklish Beth!"Beth's eyes went wide. She felt betrayed after such a nice, long kiss andthe tenderness it had shown.Danni scooted down, settled her butt squarely on Beth's crotch. Beth'ssoft pubic padding, felt even through their respective shorts, nestledluxuriously between her buttocks. Below her, Beth's pearlescent tummy layexposed and defenseless. Her belly button was a perfectly round deepdimple, with a soft knot of flesh at its bottom.Danni loved belly buttons. The sight of Beth's certainly ticklish navelwaiting helplessly for a finger to titillate it made her warm pussy leakinto her panties again. She rubbed herself against her prisoner.Beth looked shocked. She'd never had another woman be attracted to her, atleast none she had ever known about. The kiss had been one thing--but nowDanni was rubbing her private places with her private places! "Danni, whatare you doing--""Tickle tummy! Tickle your tummy!" Danni sang, fingers coming down andracing back and forth over her stomach. Beth's stomach never saw the sun,and so it was almost unbearably soft and hurtingly virgin. And itimmediately quivered under her touch. She'd seen her sister's stomachvibrate in exactly the same way, just before she erupted in squealinghysteria. In seconds, Beth would do likewise. She tickled.Beth had never been tickled on her tummy. For a few seconds, she thoughtshe could contain her laughter and be silent in hopes that Danni wouldthink she wasn't ticklish there and stop. But the new sensations of abeautiful girl's fingertips stroking her belly made her wriggle, thengiggle, then laugh, no matter how she tried not to. She squealed, thenlaughed and struggled.Danni started pinching. She took small nips of Beth-flesh and rolled themtightly between her thumbs and index fingers. Each pinch brought a newsqueal, and the repetition of many pinches over the next fifteen minutesfilled the humming van with constant forced hilarity, and made Beth breakout in steamy sweat on her face, chest, and stomach. Her boobs jiggled,nipples hard, and strands of her hair stuck onto her forehead again. Herchest hurt from laughing so much, her wrists were raw from pulling on thehandcuffs, and her thighs burned from struggling against the scarves. Herbody was on fire with tickle torture. These girls who had such a shorttime ago seemed her saviors were now her tormentors.She screamed new torture when Danni's teeth nibbled around her navel. Hersupremely tender tummy skin was taken between Danni's incisors andsqueezed while the tip of her tongue skated over her nerve endings. Buther hands weren't idle while she explored Beth's stomach with her mouth.She scratched along her flanks, moving slowly up from her hips to thebottom of her ribs and back down, teasing her sides until she couldn'tbreathe.Danni knew how to administer tickling so her captive wouldn't pass out.After all, she wanted Beth to laugh and wriggle for her, to throw herpretty head around and jiggle her boobies--not lay unconscious. She hadlearned through years of tickling Tammi to tell when a girl was about tolose consciousness. Whenever Beth's breath got silent and her eyesfluttered shut Danni stopped biting long enough for her to recover alittle. She never let her rest for more than a minute, though, beforeresuming.Driving, Tammi understood why her sister had insisted on having a turn atBeth. Her pussy had already drained enough lovejuice to soak through thecrotch of her shorts. There were loud slurping sounds whenever she shiftedher bottom on the leather seat. And her clit stood rigid and glowing,demanding orgasm. She was being tormented herself, trying to masturbatewhile keeping the van on the road. "Danni," she said."What? I'm busy.""Leave some for me! Don't tickle her to death!"Danni looked into Beth's liquid eyes. "We're nowhere near that, are we,Beth?"Beth's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath while she had thechance. She couldn't answer. Danni grinned evilly and went back to eatingher tummy. She centered her mouth on her belly button, sealed her lipsdown around it, and sucked it up into her mouth. Beth cried out, headgoing back, eyes clenching again. Danni's tongue slithered into the navelwell, probing against the bumpy skin at the bottom. Her tongue filled hernavel, her fingernails traveled her flanks, ribs, and back and forth overher titties, tickling, tickling, tickling."AHAHAHAHA HAH HAH HA HA HA HA HA!! AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HEE HEE HEEHEEEEEEEEEEE--EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! N-n-no m-more! No m-more t-t-t-tickling!!NO M-MORE--I b-b-beg--HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAH HAH HAH!I--HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAAAAAAA!!" She felt the scratchy bump of each and everytaste bud in her belly button.Even while her stomach was tortured, the nails raking her sides and chestalso threatened her sanity. It was worst when Danni scratched hard betweenthe ribs a little way below her armpits--Beth went wild in her bondage,screaming helplessly. It was only slightly less terrible when theknowingly light-moving nails went around the cone of each breast, bothhands skipping around and around a boob, moving in toward and then outfrom the throbbing nipple. First one breast, then the other. Soon bothtitties were covering with red scratch marks, and tingling withticklishness.Beth wished she'd pass out. Anything to give her any kind of respite fromthis torture. The only thing that stopped her laughter-filled screams waswhen Danni kept tickling for several minutes straight, robbing her of herbreath. Then she fell into silent suffering, unable even to express howshe was being put through ticklish hell.Tammi's finger, deep inside her shorts and panties, whirled around on herpulsating clit, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Her heart poundedin her chest, her nipples throbbed against her top, and her head feltlight. Passing the tract-housing suburbs of Williamsburg, Tammi came,drenching herself with hot bubbling pussy juice.Her hands slipped from the wheel in orgasmic pleasure and the van swervedinto the emergency lane. Danni rolled into one side of the van, whileBeth's ankle bonds held her more or less still. "What the fuck are youdoing, Tammi?" Danni said, "trying to get us killed?"Tammi got control again through an orgasmic fog, lining up the left borderof the windshield with the center line on the highway. "Sorree," she said."You all right?" Danni asked Beth.Beth nodded, but looked a little scared. Danni sighed, shaking her head indisgust with her sister, and untied Beth's ankles. "Guess we'd better stopbefore my stupid-ass sister kills us. Here," she undid the scarves andhelped her sit up."What about the cuffs?" Beth asked sheepishly, jingling them."Nope. You're still our prisoner, even if my sister can't drive--""Shut up," Tammi said breathlessly."--so we have to keep you under control. You didn't think we were finishedtickling you, did you?! We're just beginning, Bethie-wethie.""'Bethie-wethie'?" Tammi muttered. God, how cutsie-wutsie can we get,Danni? she asked silently"Please, stop this, Danni!" Beth begged. "Just stop! What'd I do to you?""You told us you were ticklish. Tammi, stop at that Safeway on MainStreet, 'kay? It's the closest place, and I want to park before you rollthe van.""Very fuckin' funny, Sis," Tammi said, leaving the freeway.Danni looked at Beth. "We'll just get off the road for a while, getsomething to eat, and continue your education.""'Education'? Oh, God, no--""A tickling education! You still have much to learn about dealing withtickling, Beth. And me and my sister are just the girls to be yourteachers. Just think of us as a couple of Yodas with long fingernails."Danni wriggled her fingers at her, and Beth yelped. "Please..."
On the road part two
As the van got under way again, Danni started unbuttoning Beth's shirt."You know, my sister's done an excellent job of getting you used tofootsie tickling, but I'm afraid she's neglected your other ticklishspots. A girl's not just ticklish on her feet, now is she? You shouldlearn to endure tickling all over."Beth squirmed under her, twisting as Danni opened her top. She wore apetite-size sports bra underneath, and her perky titties were nestled inthe no-lace cups. "Oh, good, front-closing style. Saves me the trouble ofgetting the scissors." Danni popped the catch and Beth's breasts layexposed, nipples hard and puckered. "Ooo, looks like someone here *likes*being tied and tickled, hmm?""No, no, please...have mercy...this is torture..."Danni lowered her hands slowly, fingers curved slighty. Beth bucked underher, trying to twist away from the descending nails. "No, oh, God, don'tTOUCH me! Don't t-tickle--"Danni's nails came down on both sides of her ribcage, just outside hernaked breasts. Beth, giggly and giddy from all the tickling Tammi hadalready given her, giggled again even without Danni moving her fingers.Then, slowly and sensuously, she began moving them up toward her armpits,scratching in little circles along the bare, white skin. She could feelBeth's delicate, finely-sculpted ribs underneath, and felt them expand andcontract spasmodically as she giggled. She spread her fingers wide and andsqueezed her way up to her armpits and back down to her flanks.Beth erupted in shrill, helpless laughter. She hadn't recovered from thetorture Tammi had put her through, and now she was being tickled again--itwas the cruelest thing anyone had ever done to her. She struggleddesperately for the few seconds she had any strength, but soon herover-tired muscles and aching lungs collapsed into exhausted andundirected twitching. She tried to beg this wicked redhead to stop, toleave her alone, but every breath she managed to suck in exploded from herchest as screaming laughter."AH HA HA HA HAHAHAHAAA! Oh, no no no--HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! Stop! StAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEE HEE EEEEEEEE! HAHAHHAHA HA HA HA HA HA!""What're you *doing* to her?" Tammi asked from the driver's seat. shecouldn't quite see what was going on in the rearview mirror."Playing with her ribs! They're very tickly!" Danni kept it up for anotherten minutes, squeezing Beth's ribs sharply and quickly, leaving bright redfingerprints on her skin. Beth tried to kick and twist, but she was tootightly tied to do anything.Danni stopped, placed her elbows on either side of her captive, and puther chin in her hands. Her face was only a few inches from Beth's. "Hi,there," she said softly.Beth opened her eyes. Tears glistened on her eyelashes. "P-pleeeze..." shebreathed."You know, you're one of the most ticklish people I've ever met, and I'mnot just saying that." Danni brushed a lock of hair from Beth'ssweat-dampened forehead. She leaned down a little more and her lipstouched Beth's.At first Beth tried to pull back, but it was the first soothing touchthese girls had given her. Danni raised her mouth, waited a moment, thenkissed her again, and this time Beth kissed back. Her mouth opened toreceive Danni's reaching tongue. Electricity passed between them, andBeth's clit swelled inside its roll of soft flesh and extended its tinyhead from the moist folds of her pussy. She tasted Danni's mouth, and felther hands cradle her face. The kiss ended wetly, and a wavering string ofsaliva briefly stretched between their mouths. It broke, leaving a moistlightning bolt that ran from Beth's lower lip down her chin and neck tothe space between her boobs.Beth tried to catch her breath. Her head spun. Danni smiled, green eyesalive with loving fire. "Cute girl," she said. "Cute Beth. Ticklish Beth!"Beth's eyes went wide. She felt betrayed after such a nice, long kiss andthe tenderness it had shown.Danni scooted down, settled her butt squarely on Beth's crotch. Beth'ssoft pubic padding, felt even through their respective shorts, nestledluxuriously between her buttocks. Below her, Beth's pearlescent tummy layexposed and defenseless. Her belly button was a perfectly round deepdimple, with a soft knot of flesh at its bottom.Danni loved belly buttons. The sight of Beth's certainly ticklish navelwaiting helplessly for a finger to titillate it made her warm pussy leakinto her panties again. She rubbed herself against her prisoner.Beth looked shocked. She'd never had another woman be attracted to her, atleast none she had ever known about. The kiss had been one thing--but nowDanni was rubbing her private places with her private places! "Danni, whatare you doing--""Tickle tummy! Tickle your tummy!" Danni sang, fingers coming down andracing back and forth over her stomach. Beth's stomach never saw the sun,and so it was almost unbearably soft and hurtingly virgin. And itimmediately quivered under her touch. She'd seen her sister's stomachvibrate in exactly the same way, just before she erupted in squealinghysteria. In seconds, Beth would do likewise. She tickled.Beth had never been tickled on her tummy. For a few seconds, she thoughtshe could contain her laughter and be silent in hopes that Danni wouldthink she wasn't ticklish there and stop. But the new sensations of abeautiful girl's fingertips stroking her belly made her wriggle, thengiggle, then laugh, no matter how she tried not to. She squealed, thenlaughed and struggled.Danni started pinching. She took small nips of Beth-flesh and rolled themtightly between her thumbs and index fingers. Each pinch brought a newsqueal, and the repetition of many pinches over the next fifteen minutesfilled the humming van with constant forced hilarity, and made Beth breakout in steamy sweat on her face, chest, and stomach. Her boobs jiggled,nipples hard, and strands of her hair stuck onto her forehead again. Herchest hurt from laughing so much, her wrists were raw from pulling on thehandcuffs, and her thighs burned from struggling against the scarves. Herbody was on fire with tickle torture. These girls who had such a shorttime ago seemed her saviors were now her tormentors.She screamed new torture when Danni's teeth nibbled around her navel. Hersupremely tender tummy skin was taken between Danni's incisors andsqueezed while the tip of her tongue skated over her nerve endings. Buther hands weren't idle while she explored Beth's stomach with her mouth.She scratched along her flanks, moving slowly up from her hips to thebottom of her ribs and back down, teasing her sides until she couldn'tbreathe.Danni knew how to administer tickling so her captive wouldn't pass out.After all, she wanted Beth to laugh and wriggle for her, to throw herpretty head around and jiggle her boobies--not lay unconscious. She hadlearned through years of tickling Tammi to tell when a girl was about tolose consciousness. Whenever Beth's breath got silent and her eyesfluttered shut Danni stopped biting long enough for her to recover alittle. She never let her rest for more than a minute, though, beforeresuming.Driving, Tammi understood why her sister had insisted on having a turn atBeth. Her pussy had already drained enough lovejuice to soak through thecrotch of her shorts. There were loud slurping sounds whenever she shiftedher bottom on the leather seat. And her clit stood rigid and glowing,demanding orgasm. She was being tormented herself, trying to masturbatewhile keeping the van on the road. "Danni," she said."What? I'm busy.""Leave some for me! Don't tickle her to death!"Danni looked into Beth's liquid eyes. "We're nowhere near that, are we,Beth?"Beth's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath while she had thechance. She couldn't answer. Danni grinned evilly and went back to eatingher tummy. She centered her mouth on her belly button, sealed her lipsdown around it, and sucked it up into her mouth. Beth cried out, headgoing back, eyes clenching again. Danni's tongue slithered into the navelwell, probing against the bumpy skin at the bottom. Her tongue filled hernavel, her fingernails traveled her flanks, ribs, and back and forth overher titties, tickling, tickling, tickling."AHAHAHAHA HAH HAH HA HA HA HA HA!! AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HEE HEE HEEHEEEEEEEEEEE--EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! N-n-no m-more! No m-more t-t-t-tickling!!NO M-MORE--I b-b-beg--HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAH HAH HAH!I--HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAAAAAAA!!" She felt the scratchy bump of each and everytaste bud in her belly button.Even while her stomach was tortured, the nails raking her sides and chestalso threatened her sanity. It was worst when Danni scratched hard betweenthe ribs a little way below her armpits--Beth went wild in her bondage,screaming helplessly. It was only slightly less terrible when theknowingly light-moving nails went around the cone of each breast, bothhands skipping around and around a boob, moving in toward and then outfrom the throbbing nipple. First one breast, then the other. Soon bothtitties were covering with red scratch marks, and tingling withticklishness.Beth wished she'd pass out. Anything to give her any kind of respite fromthis torture. The only thing that stopped her laughter-filled screams waswhen Danni kept tickling for several minutes straight, robbing her of herbreath. Then she fell into silent suffering, unable even to express howshe was being put through ticklish hell.Tammi's finger, deep inside her shorts and panties, whirled around on herpulsating clit, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Her heart poundedin her chest, her nipples throbbed against her top, and her head feltlight. Passing the tract-housing suburbs of Williamsburg, Tammi came,drenching herself with hot bubbling pussy juice.Her hands slipped from the wheel in orgasmic pleasure and the van swervedinto the emergency lane. Danni rolled into one side of the van, whileBeth's ankle bonds held her more or less still. "What the fuck are youdoing, Tammi?" Danni said, "trying to get us killed?"Tammi got control again through an orgasmic fog, lining up the left borderof the windshield with the center line on the highway. "Sorree," she said."You all right?" Danni asked Beth.Beth nodded, but looked a little scared. Danni sighed, shaking her head indisgust with her sister, and untied Beth's ankles. "Guess we'd better stopbefore my stupid-ass sister kills us. Here," she undid the scarves andhelped her sit up."What about the cuffs?" Beth asked sheepishly, jingling them."Nope. You're still our prisoner, even if my sister can't drive--""Shut up," Tammi said breathlessly."--so we have to keep you under control. You didn't think we were finishedtickling you, did you?! We're just beginning, Bethie-wethie.""'Bethie-wethie'?" Tammi muttered. God, how cutsie-wutsie can we get,Danni? she asked silently"Please, stop this, Danni!" Beth begged. "Just stop! What'd I do to you?""You told us you were ticklish. Tammi, stop at that Safeway on MainStreet, 'kay? It's the closest place, and I want to park before you rollthe van.""Very fuckin' funny, Sis," Tammi said, leaving the freeway.Danni looked at Beth. "We'll just get off the road for a while, getsomething to eat, and continue your education.""'Education'? Oh, God, no--""A tickling education! You still have much to learn about dealing withtickling, Beth. And me and my sister are just the girls to be yourteachers. Just think of us as a couple of Yodas with long fingernails."Danni wriggled her fingers at her, and Beth yelped. "Please..."
