Jerry67911
2nd Level Green Feather
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Backfired Part 1
My girlfriend, Sharon, and her friend Lisa were in the kitchen talking. As I approached, I heard Sharon say “Oh, he’d just die” and they both laughed. “Who’d die?” I asked as I rounded the corner, startling them. They both stopped laughing and looked embarrassed. “Oh, nothing” Sharon said, “Just girl talk”.
“Well, I gotta go”, Lisa interrupted. “I’ll see you two tonight” she said as she smiled at both of us, a look that made me nervous. “See ya Lis, don’t forget to bring the ice” Sharon yelled as Lisa walked out the door. “I won’t” Lisa responded, both girls laughed again.
“What was that all about?” I asked hesitantly.
“What was what?” Sharon pretending not to know what I was talking about.
“Who would die and from what? What’s so funny about ice? And that look Lisa gave us?”
Oh, you’re just paranoid Jerry. I told you that was nothing. Lisa’s coming over later and I asked her to bring some ice for the cooler”
“I don’t believe you, what were you two laughing about as I entered the room?” I asked again, walking towards Sharon.
“Nothing” she said as she backed away from me. “Really, now go away and let me get dinner ready”
“Not until you tell me who’ll just die” my arms grabbed Sharon and I pulled her body into mine, wrapping my arms tightly around her sexy 5’6”, long brown hair frame
“Jerry, let me go, you’ll just have to wait”
“Wait for what?” my curiosity now even more intrigued
“Stop that naaaaahahahahah” Sharon screamed as my fingers dug into her ribs.
“Are you going to tell me?” I asked, my fingers working her sides good.
“NOOOOOOOOOAAAHHHHH” Sharon broke free and ran towards the bedroom. I followed her in, shutting the door behind us. As Sharon cowered in the corner, I reached in the dresser drawer and grabbed a pair of handcuffs. Sharon saw this and belted towards the door. I intercepted her, picked up over my shoulder and carried her towards the bed. Sharon was yelling for me to put her down as she belted my back then tried tickling my ribs. I laughed and lost my balance but we both fell on the bed.
“You shouldn’t have done that” I teased as I climbed on top of her and pinned her left arm over her head while I clicked the cuffs on her wrist. Sharon was trying to escape to no avail and I was able to pull her right arm up and secure her arms over her head to the headboard.
“Now Sharon, are you going to tell me what you and Lisa were talking about earlier or am I going to tickle you senseless. It’s you call.” I smiled down at Sharon, my weight pinning her down as I straddled her waist.
“Jerry, please don’t do this. I can’t say. I promised Lisa I wouldn’t. She’s having a personal problem” Sharon lied.
“Don’t lie to me, or I’ll go worse on you. It didn’t sound like you were talking about any problems” My hands were hovering over her ribs. “Last chance”
“No, really, don’t ahahhahahahahahahahhahahahaaahahhHHhhhhAAAAHHAHAHH
AHAHHHAAHHHA” Sharon screamed as I ignored her protests. My fingers squeezed each and every rib until Sharon was laughing uncontrollably. “AAAAhhhhhhahahahahahahhahahnoooooopllleasseeeeaaa
hahahhhstooooooooopoppppppppp” was all she could say, which was music to my ears. I decided I was going to take advantage of this situation. I didn’t want Sharon to tell me yet so I wasn’t going to ask again for awhile. I moved my hands up and down Sharon’s side feverishly, from her hips to her underarms and all points in between. Ten minutes of nonstop tickling and Sharon could barely breathe. Reluctantly, I slowed down, just lightly scratching my fingers over her stomach.
“Ready to tell me?” giving her a brief chance to save herself. When she hesitated for a moment, I began another tickle assault.
“WAaaaaaitttttttttttttttahahhahhaaaaaaahhahahahhyo
uuuuuuuuahahhahaadiidntaaahahahaahgiiiivveeeaaahah
ahameeeeeeeaaaaaa achaaanceeaahahahahhahha” Sharon looked so beautiful yanking at her bonds, her mouth wide open, laughing, begging, pleading, her hair whipping from side to side. “Ahhahahhahanoooaooaaahahahhsstststsopppaaahahahhs
hshhsaaiaiiaaaaaaaa”
Another good five minutes later, I turned my body around and sat on Sharon’s legs, pinning them together under my body. Leaning forward, I started tickling both feet at once. Sharon barely had time to catch her breath before another round of laughter ensued. “Aahhahahahhanooytttttmyyyyfeeeeeetaahahahahaahaha
hhahahhaahhahhahahah” “Yes your feet” I laughed back. My fingers tickled in between each toe. Sharon was going absolutely beserk. “Plleeeeeeeeasasaaeeaeaaahahhahahahahstsooooppaaaa
hahahaaa aiiii accanttaaahahhaataaakkkeeeeitttttaaahahahahahahahh
ahahah”
I was lost in a tickling bliss. I had tickled Sharon for over a half hour now and I didn’t want to stop. But I was afraid of making her mad. Although Sharon and I tickled each other playfully quite a bit and I’d even her tickled while tied up a couple times, I never had tickled her like this. So, finally, I relented, crawling back up and laid beside Sharon, holding her close and digging my face into her hair. I could feel Sharon breathing hard, her body shaking and she was still giggling. “Oh god. That was so intense!” Sharon exclaimed, trying to gain her composure.
“Are you ready to tell me?” I whispered in her ear.
“Oh no Jerry. You’ve had your fun. Now Lisa will be back soon. I’ve got to get ready.”
“I told you I was going to tickle you until you told me what I want to know, now what will it be” I asked, sitting back up on my knees, right next to Sharon’s helpless torso. Sharon’s body tensed as I placed my hands on both sides of her hips.
“NOO please, no more tickling. Fuck me if you want. I’m horny as hell now anyway, but then I’ve got to get ready”
“Get ready for what? It’s just Lisa coming over for a few drinks.” I started slowly squeezing her hips. Sharon refused to talk so the tickling got harder and faster. Back up her sides, over her ribs, just under her breasts were a good spot, but nothing like the reaction I get tickling both armpits at once. Sharon was able to roll around but couldn’t prevent my tickling fingers from exploiting all her most ticklish spots.
“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhha pleeeeeeeaseJErrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyahahahahahahahaahno
oooooaahahahahah” I had my face just over Sharon’s, enjoying the look on her face as she was lost in sensory overload. “Is Sharon ticklish? I think she is. I think she likes it too. Don’t you Sharon” I teased in my best baby talk voice.
I was so caught up in my efforts and Sharon was laughing so loud that we didn’t hear Lisa knock at the door. She let herself in and followed the sound of Lisa screaming. Not knowing what was going on, she barged into the bedroom, scaring us both. Lisa stood there for a moment, all of us feeling a bit awkward. Lisa was quite a looker too. She was only about 5’2” with long, straight, silky black hair that fell to her waist. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” she asked coyly. “Looks like your plan backfired, huh Sharon?”
“What plan?” I said, getting over my embarrassment. Neither girl spoke. I began tickling Sharon again. “What plan?”
“AAAhhahhahnoooooooLiisaaaaaa heeeellpppppppppaahahahahaahahah”
“You want me to help? Ok” Lisa said, surprising us both by climbing on the bed on Sharon’s other side and joined me in an all out tickle attack.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOahahahahahhaaahahahahahahahaha
hahaahahahahahahahahahahahaha” Sharon laughed harder than ever as Lisa was a merciless tickler.
“She’s really ticklish right here” Lisa said, wiggling her fingers in Sharon’s belly button, bringing even more shrieks from Sharon. I continued tickling her ribs.
“Go ahead Sharon. Tell Jerry your plan” as she tickled her inner thighs while I alternated between each underarm.
Sharon couldn’t talk if she wanted to. She was laughing too hard, her face was beet red. Lisa then bent over and started blowing rasberries on Sharon’s stomach, her long hair teasing Sharon’s inner thighs and breasts at the same time. This made me laugh too. Sharon was begging for us to stop while yelling obscenities at Lisa for teaming up on her.
“Well, that’s not very nice Sharon. You were the one who invited me over here for some fun and then you asked me to help” Lisa grabbed at Sharon’s sides for a brief tickle. Sharon jumped.
“I wanted you to help me, not him” Sharon shouted back.
“You need to learn some manners” Lisa said as she straddled Sharon’s waist. I sat with my back to Lisa, on Sharon’s legs, trapping her feet again. We both returned to tickling Sharon all over.
“NOOOOommoorrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeaaahahahahahahahahaah
ahaaooohplllleeeeeeeeeease. I’ll talk aahahahahhaaa” We continued tickling, not giving her a chance to talk, for ten solid minutes. It had been well over an hour since I started tickling Sharon and she was a wreck. We slowed our pace, still keeping her off balance with a quick tickle here and there while we waited for her to talk.
Sharon, in between giggles, “Lisa and I thought it would be fun aahahahahahahanooo” as Lisa dug into her ribs.
“Who’s idea was it Sharon?” Lisa said.
“Aah oooh ok it was my idea. Ahahahahaaha”
I was tickling her feet now. “Your idea for what?” I asked, still tickling.
“We were, ahahahahahahaha I mean I wanted to get you tied up, Jerry, and I asked Lisa if she would help me tickle you” Lisa and I stopped tickling all together. I just sat there, not believing what I was hearing. “I had told Lisa how ticklish you were and how I always fantasized about doing to you what you just did to me. I asked her if she would help me.”
I looked at Lisa as she smiled back at me. “And you were going along Lisa?” I said as I reached out to grab her sides. Lisa backed off the bed.
“Yea, I thought it would be fun too. I’d love to get you helpless and tickle torture you, but Sharon was fun too.”
“Can I get up now?” Sharon asked pitifully.
“Yea, I think you’ve had enough. Next time maybe you’ll think twice about planning a tickle attack on me” I laughed.
After I had removed the cuffs, Sharon bravely said “Are you kidding, now I have more reason to tickle you silly. Pay back is a bitch, right Lisa?” Both girls laughed, grinning devilishly as they both moved towards me.
My girlfriend, Sharon, and her friend Lisa were in the kitchen talking. As I approached, I heard Sharon say “Oh, he’d just die” and they both laughed. “Who’d die?” I asked as I rounded the corner, startling them. They both stopped laughing and looked embarrassed. “Oh, nothing” Sharon said, “Just girl talk”.
“Well, I gotta go”, Lisa interrupted. “I’ll see you two tonight” she said as she smiled at both of us, a look that made me nervous. “See ya Lis, don’t forget to bring the ice” Sharon yelled as Lisa walked out the door. “I won’t” Lisa responded, both girls laughed again.
“What was that all about?” I asked hesitantly.
“What was what?” Sharon pretending not to know what I was talking about.
“Who would die and from what? What’s so funny about ice? And that look Lisa gave us?”
Oh, you’re just paranoid Jerry. I told you that was nothing. Lisa’s coming over later and I asked her to bring some ice for the cooler”
“I don’t believe you, what were you two laughing about as I entered the room?” I asked again, walking towards Sharon.
“Nothing” she said as she backed away from me. “Really, now go away and let me get dinner ready”
“Not until you tell me who’ll just die” my arms grabbed Sharon and I pulled her body into mine, wrapping my arms tightly around her sexy 5’6”, long brown hair frame
“Jerry, let me go, you’ll just have to wait”
“Wait for what?” my curiosity now even more intrigued
“Stop that naaaaahahahahah” Sharon screamed as my fingers dug into her ribs.
“Are you going to tell me?” I asked, my fingers working her sides good.
“NOOOOOOOOOAAAHHHHH” Sharon broke free and ran towards the bedroom. I followed her in, shutting the door behind us. As Sharon cowered in the corner, I reached in the dresser drawer and grabbed a pair of handcuffs. Sharon saw this and belted towards the door. I intercepted her, picked up over my shoulder and carried her towards the bed. Sharon was yelling for me to put her down as she belted my back then tried tickling my ribs. I laughed and lost my balance but we both fell on the bed.
“You shouldn’t have done that” I teased as I climbed on top of her and pinned her left arm over her head while I clicked the cuffs on her wrist. Sharon was trying to escape to no avail and I was able to pull her right arm up and secure her arms over her head to the headboard.
“Now Sharon, are you going to tell me what you and Lisa were talking about earlier or am I going to tickle you senseless. It’s you call.” I smiled down at Sharon, my weight pinning her down as I straddled her waist.
“Jerry, please don’t do this. I can’t say. I promised Lisa I wouldn’t. She’s having a personal problem” Sharon lied.
“Don’t lie to me, or I’ll go worse on you. It didn’t sound like you were talking about any problems” My hands were hovering over her ribs. “Last chance”
“No, really, don’t ahahhahahahahahahahhahahahaaahahhHHhhhhAAAAHHAHAHH
AHAHHHAAHHHA” Sharon screamed as I ignored her protests. My fingers squeezed each and every rib until Sharon was laughing uncontrollably. “AAAAhhhhhhahahahahahahhahahnoooooopllleasseeeeaaa
hahahhhstooooooooopoppppppppp” was all she could say, which was music to my ears. I decided I was going to take advantage of this situation. I didn’t want Sharon to tell me yet so I wasn’t going to ask again for awhile. I moved my hands up and down Sharon’s side feverishly, from her hips to her underarms and all points in between. Ten minutes of nonstop tickling and Sharon could barely breathe. Reluctantly, I slowed down, just lightly scratching my fingers over her stomach.
“Ready to tell me?” giving her a brief chance to save herself. When she hesitated for a moment, I began another tickle assault.
“WAaaaaaitttttttttttttttahahhahhaaaaaaahhahahahhyo
uuuuuuuuahahhahaadiidntaaahahahaahgiiiivveeeaaahah
ahameeeeeeeaaaaaa achaaanceeaahahahahhahha” Sharon looked so beautiful yanking at her bonds, her mouth wide open, laughing, begging, pleading, her hair whipping from side to side. “Ahhahahhahanoooaooaaahahahhsstststsopppaaahahahhs
hshhsaaiaiiaaaaaaaa”
Another good five minutes later, I turned my body around and sat on Sharon’s legs, pinning them together under my body. Leaning forward, I started tickling both feet at once. Sharon barely had time to catch her breath before another round of laughter ensued. “Aahhahahahhanooytttttmyyyyfeeeeeetaahahahahaahaha
hhahahhaahhahhahahah” “Yes your feet” I laughed back. My fingers tickled in between each toe. Sharon was going absolutely beserk. “Plleeeeeeeeasasaaeeaeaaahahhahahahahstsooooppaaaa
hahahaaa aiiii accanttaaahahhaataaakkkeeeeitttttaaahahahahahahahh
ahahah”
I was lost in a tickling bliss. I had tickled Sharon for over a half hour now and I didn’t want to stop. But I was afraid of making her mad. Although Sharon and I tickled each other playfully quite a bit and I’d even her tickled while tied up a couple times, I never had tickled her like this. So, finally, I relented, crawling back up and laid beside Sharon, holding her close and digging my face into her hair. I could feel Sharon breathing hard, her body shaking and she was still giggling. “Oh god. That was so intense!” Sharon exclaimed, trying to gain her composure.
“Are you ready to tell me?” I whispered in her ear.
“Oh no Jerry. You’ve had your fun. Now Lisa will be back soon. I’ve got to get ready.”
“I told you I was going to tickle you until you told me what I want to know, now what will it be” I asked, sitting back up on my knees, right next to Sharon’s helpless torso. Sharon’s body tensed as I placed my hands on both sides of her hips.
“NOO please, no more tickling. Fuck me if you want. I’m horny as hell now anyway, but then I’ve got to get ready”
“Get ready for what? It’s just Lisa coming over for a few drinks.” I started slowly squeezing her hips. Sharon refused to talk so the tickling got harder and faster. Back up her sides, over her ribs, just under her breasts were a good spot, but nothing like the reaction I get tickling both armpits at once. Sharon was able to roll around but couldn’t prevent my tickling fingers from exploiting all her most ticklish spots.
“Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhha pleeeeeeeaseJErrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyahahahahahahahaahno
oooooaahahahahah” I had my face just over Sharon’s, enjoying the look on her face as she was lost in sensory overload. “Is Sharon ticklish? I think she is. I think she likes it too. Don’t you Sharon” I teased in my best baby talk voice.
I was so caught up in my efforts and Sharon was laughing so loud that we didn’t hear Lisa knock at the door. She let herself in and followed the sound of Lisa screaming. Not knowing what was going on, she barged into the bedroom, scaring us both. Lisa stood there for a moment, all of us feeling a bit awkward. Lisa was quite a looker too. She was only about 5’2” with long, straight, silky black hair that fell to her waist. “Well, well, well. What do we have here?” she asked coyly. “Looks like your plan backfired, huh Sharon?”
“What plan?” I said, getting over my embarrassment. Neither girl spoke. I began tickling Sharon again. “What plan?”
“AAAhhahhahnoooooooLiisaaaaaa heeeellpppppppppaahahahahaahahah”
“You want me to help? Ok” Lisa said, surprising us both by climbing on the bed on Sharon’s other side and joined me in an all out tickle attack.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOahahahahahhaaahahahahahahahaha
hahaahahahahahahahahahahahaha” Sharon laughed harder than ever as Lisa was a merciless tickler.
“She’s really ticklish right here” Lisa said, wiggling her fingers in Sharon’s belly button, bringing even more shrieks from Sharon. I continued tickling her ribs.
“Go ahead Sharon. Tell Jerry your plan” as she tickled her inner thighs while I alternated between each underarm.
Sharon couldn’t talk if she wanted to. She was laughing too hard, her face was beet red. Lisa then bent over and started blowing rasberries on Sharon’s stomach, her long hair teasing Sharon’s inner thighs and breasts at the same time. This made me laugh too. Sharon was begging for us to stop while yelling obscenities at Lisa for teaming up on her.
“Well, that’s not very nice Sharon. You were the one who invited me over here for some fun and then you asked me to help” Lisa grabbed at Sharon’s sides for a brief tickle. Sharon jumped.
“I wanted you to help me, not him” Sharon shouted back.
“You need to learn some manners” Lisa said as she straddled Sharon’s waist. I sat with my back to Lisa, on Sharon’s legs, trapping her feet again. We both returned to tickling Sharon all over.
“NOOOOommoorrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeaaahahahahahahahahaah
ahaaooohplllleeeeeeeeeease. I’ll talk aahahahahhaaa” We continued tickling, not giving her a chance to talk, for ten solid minutes. It had been well over an hour since I started tickling Sharon and she was a wreck. We slowed our pace, still keeping her off balance with a quick tickle here and there while we waited for her to talk.
Sharon, in between giggles, “Lisa and I thought it would be fun aahahahahahahanooo” as Lisa dug into her ribs.
“Who’s idea was it Sharon?” Lisa said.
“Aah oooh ok it was my idea. Ahahahahaaha”
I was tickling her feet now. “Your idea for what?” I asked, still tickling.
“We were, ahahahahahahaha I mean I wanted to get you tied up, Jerry, and I asked Lisa if she would help me tickle you” Lisa and I stopped tickling all together. I just sat there, not believing what I was hearing. “I had told Lisa how ticklish you were and how I always fantasized about doing to you what you just did to me. I asked her if she would help me.”
I looked at Lisa as she smiled back at me. “And you were going along Lisa?” I said as I reached out to grab her sides. Lisa backed off the bed.
“Yea, I thought it would be fun too. I’d love to get you helpless and tickle torture you, but Sharon was fun too.”
“Can I get up now?” Sharon asked pitifully.
“Yea, I think you’ve had enough. Next time maybe you’ll think twice about planning a tickle attack on me” I laughed.
After I had removed the cuffs, Sharon bravely said “Are you kidding, now I have more reason to tickle you silly. Pay back is a bitch, right Lisa?” Both girls laughed, grinning devilishly as they both moved towards me.
