Classic: Tickling-On-The-Road 6

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Tickling On The Road, Part Four:
Cousin Becky's, Part One
by Kutyo


"And here we are!" Danni Arcadia said as she pulled up to the side of the
curb and shut off the van's engine.

"Finally," Tammi said, in the passenger seat. "I haveta pee."

Beth Cordova, nestled in Tammi's lap with her wrists handcuffed behind her
back, didn't have to pee. She had already peed during the hours of
excruciating tickling the twins had put her through. She looked out the
passenger-side window and saw an anonymous tract house, its tiny front
yard layered in snow. The Christmas lights were still up, and about half
of them were lit.

Beth sighed and started to sit back, then shied forward when she felt
Tammi's full breasts press into her mid-back. Tammi smiled, put her arms
around her midriff, and pulled her into her chest. "Don't by shy, Beth. I
like snuggling."

Tammi had insisted on snuggling for the last hour of the road trip.
Tammi's hands had freely roamed Beth's upper body, squeezing and fondling
her breasts and stroking her tummy. There had been a few playful tickles
that had made Beth squeal, but mostly sensuous caresses that had made
Beth's nipples tingle. Tammi hadn't let her have her underwear back, only
allowing her to wear her safari shirt and hiking shorts, so any touch on
her boobies only had to go through a single soft layer of cotton.

As a result, Beth was restless and aroused, and--she admitted *only* to
herself--the handcuffs gave the arousal a keen edge that made her clit
throb that much more. Her little love button twitched again when she felt
Tammi's lips touch the side of her neck and leave a warm, wet kiss.

Danni and Tammi Arcadia had picked Beth up as she had hitchhiked her way
north to Seattle to see her mom. They were identical twin sisters with
green eyes, wavy red hair, and honest freckled faces. At first they'd been
so nice. Then they had learned Beth was ticklish. What had followed were
the most harrowing several hours of Beth's life--they'd tied her
spread-eagled, taken her clothes, and played terrible tickle games. She'd
begged, she'd peed, she'd even passed out once under the ruthless
tickling, but nothing had stopped them.

Now, according to Tammi, they were taking her to their cousin's house.
Beth could only shiver at the thought of *three* Arcadias, and what they
might do to her.

Tammi opened the door for her. "Go on, Beth. I'm anxious for Becky to meet
you!" She put her hands on her hips and gently pushed her out of the van,
then hopped down herself.

"It's cold!" Beth said. The brisk Northern Californian breeze blew in
between the buttons of her shirt and over her breasts, making her nipples
stand stiff. The sky was clear and ultramarine, a break between the recent
heavy storms, but the snow was deep on either side of the brick walk
leading up to the house.

"C'mon, then!" Tammi laid her hands on her ribs and pinched. Beth yelped
and moved up the walk, guided by Tammi's hands on her ticklish sides.
Danni followed them up to the porch and rang the bell.

Rebecca-Ann Arcadia opened the door in a flurry of strawberry blonde.
"Danni! Tammi! Oh, guys, you made it!" Her arms wrapped around Danni
first, then Tammi, and kissed were exchanged on cheeks and lips. "I was
starting to think you wouldn't make it."

"We stopped to pick up a passenger," Danni said. "This is our new friend,
Beth. Beth Cordova."

"Hello, Beth." Becky-Ann was almost as tall as Danni, but not as muscular.
Her hair was long, down to the small of her back, and strawberry blonde
with ringlet bangs. Her eyes were big and round, the same clear blue of
the sky, and with her plumpish cheeks, made her look very young. The
freckles across her nose--not all over the face like on Danni and
Tammi--made her look even younger. Her breasts weren't as big as the
twins', but bounced freely without a bra under her button-front blouse.
Beth wondered if anyone in this family wore underwear.

Becky hugged Beth tightly. "Nice to meet you, Beth."

Becky's touch was electric. Maybe it was because she was so aroused, and
had been so for so long, but Beth leaned deep into the hug and welcomed
the girl's embrace. She felt Becky's hand stroke her hair, and received a
second kiss on the cheek. "How are you?"

Beth look up at her. Becky's eye were soft and warm, not flashing and
devious like the twins'. "I'm fine," she said.

Becky noticed Beth's arms hadn't come out from behind her back. She looked
at Danni, who smiled. Becky gently shook Beth's shoulder and heard the
cuffs jingle. "Already got to know the twins, hm?" she asked with a
friendly smile.

Beth giggled, despite herself. Suddenly she enjoyed the cuffs, as she
secretly had during the cuddling in Tammi's lap. "Yah. I'm--I'm sort of
their prisoner."

"I know the feeling," Becky said with a wink. "She laughed and ushered
them inside. "I wasn't sure when you were gonna get here, so I didn't want
on dinner. I could order a pizza, if you want?"

"What I want is the bathroom," Tammi said, and disappeared into the back
of the house.

"Pizza's cool," Danni said, and Becky went to the phone.

The house was small, but nicely furnished. There was an anteroom with a
floor tiled in black slate, a kitchen with ample counter space, and a
sunken living room with plush carpeting, a big fireplace, and a
comfortable-looking sofa. A fire glowed and popped in the fireplace, and
everything was warm.

While Becky talked to the local pizza place, Danni steered Beth toward the
sofa with a hand on her shoulder. "Nice place," Beth said, plopping down
onto the couch. She shifted around, trying to get comfortable with her
hands locked behind her back.

Danni sat next to her, hand on her thigh. "Yah. Becky and her husband
bought it a few years ago, but when they got divorced, Becky got the
house."

"She can afford it?"

"Oh, yah. It's cheap to live up here." Danni pulled Beth against her and
kissed her long and deep on the lips. Danni tongue moved inside her mouth,
bringing Beth's arousal to a peak again. She was breathless by the time
the kiss ended. "You know, Beth, you're gonna have lots of fun this
weekend. We're gonna play all kinds of games, and we're gonna explore that
cute little body of yours. We'll find out what makes you feel good, and
how you can make us feel good."

"That--that sounds like fun, Danni! Really! I want to be...I want to be
close to you--"

Danni pulled her head down between her breasts and cuddled her.

"--b-but, you're not gonna tickle me any more, are you? Please say no!
Let's just fool around, okay? I'd like that! I really would! You and your
sister are so cute and sexy, let's make love! I'll even wear the handcuffs
if you want. Please?"

Danni's hand ran sensuously through her hair, and Beth thought maybe she
was finally reaching her. "We could make love, all three of us! Four of
us, if your cousin wants to. I've never made love to another woman, but
I'll try! You two are so sexy, I'd like to. You can tie me up, if you
want, and make love to me like I'm your prisoner--"

"Beth, Beth, Beth..." Danni said softly, her fingers teasing ticklish
circles around her ear. Beth squirmed, but Danni held her tighter, and
scratched behind her ear. "Tickling is the whole reason we brought you
here! See, we got Becky a late Christmas present, and it's you. We're
giving you to her to tickle for the weekend."

Beth's head jerked up away from her finger, eyes round. "No! No, oh,
please, don't say that! You KNOW how ticklish I am! How can you be so
mean?!"

Danni just smiled. That smile was infuriating. The redhead did indeed know
how ticklish she was, and that was the source of her and her sister's
pleasure. And nothing Beth said seemed to phase them. For some reason they
believed that tickling wasn't torture, and that it was all some kind of
innocent game.

"Danni, listen to me, please! I can't stand tickling! It's torture! Don't
you understand that? Haven't you ever been tickled for too long? Don't you
KNOW?!"

"I know. But I'm not the one being tickled. Don't worry, it's just for the
weekend."

Forty-eight hours of tickling! Beth shuddered. "But--but I can't stay for
weekend! I can't! My mom's expecting me in Seattle! I can't stay--"

"Sure you can. We'll take care of everything. You'll get to see your mom.
Just relax and enjoy it." Another kiss smothered her strident objections,
and she felt Danni's hands open her shirt and slip inside to cup her
boobies.

Becky joined them in the living room. "Pizza's on it's way. Did I hear
someone mention tickling?"

"No!" Beth said.

"Yup," Danni said. "Beth here is extremely ticklish!"

"Really? As ticklish as Tammi?"

"More so, I think. We had a little fun on the way here, and she just about
died! Care to try her out?"

Beth shook her head. "No, c'mon, please! Please, Becky, don't!"

"Ooo, she MUST be ticklish," Becky said as she knelt in front of Beth,
"listen to her!" Becky raised her hands and wriggled her fingers.

Beth shied back, pressing herself against the back of the couch. She
brought her knees together to try to keep Becky away. "No, please! Please,
don't, Becky!"

Becky leaned forward and reached over Beth's knees. Her fingers stretched
out toward her tummy. "Tickle, tickle, tickle!"

"Oh, don't touch me! No!" Beth hitched her knees up to her chest. "Just
leave me alone!"

Becky wasn't deterred. Beth was in shorts, and her knees were bare. She
pinched both knees at once, squeezing hard around the outsides of her
kneecaps. Beth squealed and bucked, and her legs spasmed. "Eeeeeeeeeeee!
Don't! Don't!"

Not to be left out, Danni pinched her ribs, and Beth twisted back from
her. When she twisted, she leaned forward from the back of the couch, and
Danni was able to squirrel an arm around behind her so she could touch the
far side of her ribcage, and she tickled both sides.


"N-Nooo! Hee hee hee hee heeeeee!" Beth cried, squirming, trying to get
away from Danni. She kicked her feet down, almost hitting Becky in the
face, and thus opened the way for her. Becky lunged forward and pinned her
knees down with her chest. As Danni's hands continued working her ribs,
she felt Becky's fingertips pinch her tummy. She was trapped. The arm of
the sofa kept her from getting away from Danni, and the back of the sofa
kept her from escaping Becky. She struggled against the steel cuffs, hands
balled into fists against the small of her back.

Their fingers played over her upper body. Danni had always liked tickling
ribs, and concentrated on her ribcage, scratching and pinched her way up
and down. She found those particular ribs halfway down, on either side of
her breasts, that were the most ticklish, and squeezed them hard. Beth's
heart skipped a beat, and she laughed with new desperation.

Wriggling around on the couch, Beth suddenly felt her shirt come open.
Becky had unbuttoned it and pulled it open, baring her belly and boobies.
Danni pulled it off her shoulders and down her arms, until she was
completely topless. Then, with bare skin to play with, they went at it
again.

Becky's hands encircled her stomach and squeezed her flanks. Becky didn't
have long nails like her cousins, but her fingertips were torment enough.
They burrowed into the soft flesh of Beth's sides, rubbing against her
skin and pressing into the underlying tissue. At the same time, Danni's
nails tapped and pirouetted their way up her ribs toward her armpits.
Danni pushed her fingers between Beth's upper arms and her body, and
wriggled them inside her underarms.

"Hee hee hee heeeeee!" Beth cried as her thighs spasmed against her
pinioned knees. In the adrenaline rush from the tickling, she succeeded in
partly straightening her legs, and her butt came off the sofa cushion. She
looked as though she were trying to escape over the back of the couch.
"Hee hee hee--hah ha ha ha ha ha ha! N-no, p-please! Hee hee hee heeeee
hee hee heee! Oh, stop! St-stop! Not f-f-fair! Not fair!! Hee hee hee!"

"Trying to get away, are you?" Danni teased. She grabbed hold of Beth's
shoulders and pushed her back down.

"Koochie, koochie, koo!" Becky said, spreading her fingers wide and then
clenching them around her flanks. She squeezed until Beth's soft flesh
rose up between her fingers. Then, laying only her fingertips on her skin,
she ran her hands around her sides until her fingers met at her spine,
then around to the front until they met again just under her belly button.
Doing so made Beth frantic, and her butt rose off the sofa again.

"Down on the floor, 'kay?" Danni said.

"Yah! We'll tickle her til the pizza arrives."

They pulled her down onto the carpet. Beth tried to protect her naked
tummy by rolling facedown, but they took hold of her hips and shoulders
and turned her onto her back. She looked up at them, but before she could
plead for them to stop, they started tickling again.

Her back was arched because of her hands, throwing her chest and midriff
up. Her perky titties were irresistable to Danni, so she applied her nails
to them. Bracing her knees on Beth's shoulders to hold her down, she laid
her nails on either side of one petite cone and bicycled them lightly,
barely touching the skin. More giggles, then laughter came from Beth as
she struggled under her. Her head jerked back and forth between Danni's
knees, and her cheeks bounced off the insides of Danni's thighs.

Danni inched forward until Beth's head was nestled up against her crotch,
both further immobilizing her as well and providing a pleasant pressure on
her pussy. When her nails moved over her breast, Beth struggled, and her
head rubbed against her pussy.

Becky straddled Beth's hips and slipped a finger into her belly button.
Instantly she hiccupped her way into new laughter, and Becky knew she'd
found the right place. With her thumb and forefinger she squeezed on
either side of the navel, raising it up from her belly, and probed deep
into it with the index finger of the other hand. She pushed in hard, then
worked her finger around in circles, stretching the walls of the dimple.

After that, she squeezed the dimple tight around her finger and pistoned
it in and out, poking the button. Beth went wild under them, tummy
wriggling tightly, feet flexing and pointing. Her laughter rose and
fell--rose when Becky's finger was touching the bottom of her navel, fell
a little when she pulled it out and Danni's nails stopped trailing around
her boobies.

"Hey, what's going on?" Tammi said, sounding betrayed as she returned to
the living room. "Nobody told *me* we were gonna tickle!" She came down on
her knees next to Danni.

"Snooze, you lose, Cousin!" Becky said as she played with Beth's belly button.

Tammi went down to Beth's kicking feet. She straddled her shins and
started untying her hiking shoes. Beth struggled that much harder.
"T-T-Tammi! D-don't, T-Tahahahahmmmeeeeee! Hee hee hee hee heee! Hah ha ha
ha hah hah! D-don't!" She tried to kick, to twist free, but her hands were
still cuffed, and all three of them were sitting on her. They had her. She
tried to beg for mercy as she felt Tammi pull her shoes off, but Danni and
Becky started tickling again, and laughter stole her voice.

Tammi took her socks off, leaving her squirming feet bare. They rubbed
against each other as Beth tried to somehow cover the sole of one foot
with the back of the other, but Tammi plucked one foot from its fellow and
pulled the toes back. The tiny pink tootsies writhed as her boobies and
tummy were teased, and Tammi pinched each one, starting with the pinky and
moving up toward the big toe. Each pinch interjected a yelp into her
continuous laughter.

Danni scratched her boobies lightly and quickly, running her nails from
the base of each tittie up toward the stiff nipple, then back down again.
She found the pearly white undersides of her breasts were very sensitive,
so she used both hands, one on each boob, and scratched. Beth wailed, and
her head rubbed and bumped against Danni's clit, unwittingly masturbating
it. Danni's own nipples showed through her tank top, growing and puckered
as Beth laughed.

Becky fell in love with Beth's tummy. While her fingers teased her flanks,
she explored the warm, naked tummy with her lips, kissing her way up and
down it. Each kiss included a long, wet smooch and a couple of licks,
along with an ocassional nibble. The closer her mouth got to her belly
button, the louder Beth laughed until, when her lips closed around her
navel and her tongue slithered into it, her voice became one unbroken
scream.

Tammi's fingernails closed like pincers around Beth's big toe. She tugged
and pulled on the tootsie, then sent her nails down between it and the
next toe, scratching the delicate webbing. Then down onto the instep. She
tickled the sole for a few minutes, sometimes scratching up around the
ankle, but mostly attacking the soft, pink skin on the bottom of the
thrashing foot. Even just pressing a finger into the sole was enough to
keep their prisoner laughing, but Tammi liked using her nails, and soon
switched to the other foot and traced out squiggles on it with them.

At first nobody heard the doorbell. Beth's laughter filled the house. But
eventually, on the third ring, Becky looked up. "Hey, pizza's here!" She
got off Beth and ran to the door.

Danni and Tammi mercifully stopped tickling, and Beth let out a long, deep
sigh. She lay still as they got up and followed their cousin, then rolled
onto her belly and tried to catch her breath. She tingled all over, and
she had the beginnings of a headache from laughing so much.

"Thanks," Becky said, and closed the door. She brought the warm box to the
small table in the kitchen while Danni got some plates and a two-liter
plastic bottle of Pepsi out of the refrigerator. Tammi threw some napkins
on the table, then called to Beth, "Hey, c'mon! Don't wanna miss dinner,
do you?"

Beth considered playing dead. Maybe they'd let her lay there, and she'd be
able to escape while they ate... She gave up, rose unsteadily to her
knees, and got to her feet. She came into the kitchen with her shirt still
draped over her wrists.

The Arcadias looked at her, gazing at her naked breasts and belly. "How'm
I supposed to eat?" she asked.

Danni took a seat and patted her lap. "Sit here and I'll feed you. C'mon,
it'll be fun!"

"Can't you just take the cuffs off?"

"Nope."

Beth was too weak too argue. She sat in Danni's lap, and they ate. The
girls devoured the pepperoni with peppers, leaving only an oily cardboard
box in their wake. Danni held up a piece for Beth to have, and gave her
drinks of Pepsi. Danni ate and fed Beth with her left hand, and fingered
Beth's nipples with her right. Beth tried to stay relaxed, but she
couldn't ignore the feelings Danni's fingering caused, and by the time the
box was empty she was more than ready to make love.

There was some deliciously naughty about being the only girl at the table
with her shirt off. She liked the looks she got from Tammi and Becky, the
way their eyes always came back to her breasts. In some ways, it seemed,
they were held captive by her body. She was the captor.

But then, she was the one wearing the handcuffs, and the one who was being
teased and tickled half to death.