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Cynthia looked on in horror as she witnessed her brother-in-law Mike tickle
her sister Susan half to death . Susan laid curled into a small defensive
ball desperately trying to ward off her fiendish husband's vicious tickling
assault.So far all Susan had to endure was a merciless rib tickling while
Mike had her pinned down.But fortunately for Susan, Mike had lost his
balance and she gained a brief escape as she squirmed out from underneath
him., but her husband was a determined tickler and had pursued her to the
family room where Susan's teenage sister Cynthia was curled up on the couch
watching TV .
Cynthia squirmed with discomfort as she watched her sister being tickled.
Like her sister she was extremely ticklish and could easily imagine the hell
her older sister was being put through by her devilish husband. She also
remembered her tickling ordeal at the last family gathering several months
ago. Mike, her older brother, and her father had pinned her down and tickled
her silly. Cynthia's curled her toes instinctively in response to the
memory.
Susan silently cursed to herself for her selection of clothes that evening.
She was wearing a pair of cotton shorts and a sleeveless top that stopped at
her midriff exposing her belly and sides. Mike was taking great advantage of
her most ticklish areas and to her utter dismay had just switched tactics
from upperbody tickling to having reached down and taking a firm grasp of
her left ankle.
"Christ I am barefoot!!" Susan thought to herself.
Mike pulled her struggling right foot into his lap and leaned over pinning
all his weight on her right leg. Susan's foot was trapped and he began to
giggle aloud.
"No honey please, not my feet, please stop, I'll do anything." Susan
pleaded. Mike just smiled and began to scramble his fingers up and down her
vulnerable and trapped sole. Susan screamed with laughter and pulled wildly
to try and get away.
"Tickle tickle. tickle poor ticklish Suzy." Mike teased as he tickled.
Susan just laid back and laughed hysterically while she pounded the floor
with her fists and free foot.
"Help! Make him stop. Please help me Cindy! God stop him." Susan screamed.
Cynthia changed her position from being stretched out on the couch on her
stomach to siting up and drawing her legs and feet beneath her. The fact
that she wore a pair of baggy sweats, a sweatshirt, and a pair of thick
socks did not give her any comfort. Cindy just ignored her sisters pleas.
She was not about to get involved in this ticklish affair.
Mike tickled his poor wife mercilessly for the next ten minutes and then
decided to give her a break as he reaserted his old on her. Susan laid there
weakly gasping for breath and trying to build up enough energy to escape her
tickle happy hubby.
Susan looked at her sister as she tried to regain her composure and realized
just how little help she had been to her during her ticklish ordeal.
"Listen Mike, I'll make a deal with you>" She said still staring at her
sister.
Cynthia began to get nervous as her sister began to speak and began to look
for a quick exit out of the room. There was none.
"Sorry dear, I don't think you are in a position to bargain" Mike laughed in
reponse
"No wait. Listen to me" Susan insisted
"I'm all ears....and fingers too I might add" Mike replied as he tightened
his grip and grinned evilly at his wife.
"Let me go and I'll help you get my sister! She's ten times more ticklish
then me!" Susan yelled.
Cynthia was up in a flash and was about to run past the fiendish pair when
Mike acted quickly and tripped her as she ran past. Cynthia landed with a
crash onto the shag carpeting and no sooner had she landed Mike was on top
of her sitting on the small of her back.
"Going somewhere little girl" Mike smirked.
"No please don't tickle me!" Cynthia screamed already giggling.
"Quick Susan grab her arms for me and stretch them out over her head." Mike
said
Susan jumped up and knelt down in front of her sister and forced her arms
over her head and pinned them to the ground with her weight.
Cynthia's giggles turned into laughter long before Mike laid even one
finger on her. She knew what to expect and was laughing in ticklish
anticipation.
Mike dug his fingers into Cynthia's sides and began scrambling them up and
down tickling her armpits, ribs, and sides. Cynthia was going nuts and was
laughing hysterically.
She was so helplessly ticklish and this was pure torture for her.Mike
continued his ticklish assault for the next ten minutes bringing tears to
Cynthia eyes.
After a brief rest Susan said" OK it's my turn just hole her still for me"
"Please don't tickle me anymore you guys" Cynthia pleaded
"Fat chance buster" Susan laughed
Mike responded by pinning Cindy's body with his own weight and also pining
her arms to her sides. While Susan sat on the back of Cindy's calves and
began to tickle her socked feet.
Cynthia burst into laughter and begged for her sister to have mercy. Susan
giggled at her sisters plight and said. "Remember what dad use to say when
he got us...The more you beg the more I tickle" Susan ripped off Cynthia's
sock and brought her long nails into play on ticklish Cindy's bare feet.
This tickling went on for another ten minutes before Susan let stopped and
both she and her hubby retired to the bedroom for the night.Cindy laid upon
the carpet for the next hour exhausted from her ticklish ordeal, She thanked
god that they finally stopped and prayed that would be the end of the
tickling for her visit. She was totally at their mercy here and they had
none when it came to tickling.
Cynthia stirred in her sleep and began to giggle softly, soon she was
awakened by a tickling sensation on the bottoms of her feet. She was
startled to fine her sister and brother chuckling together at the foot of
her bed. They were tickling her feet and as she tried to sit up and pull her
feet away from them she discovered to her horror that she was tied down to
the bed.
"Welcome to your worst tickling nightmare" Susan and mike laughed. Cindy
closed her eyes and prayed it was just a dream...........................
THE END
her sister Susan half to death . Susan laid curled into a small defensive
ball desperately trying to ward off her fiendish husband's vicious tickling
assault.So far all Susan had to endure was a merciless rib tickling while
Mike had her pinned down.But fortunately for Susan, Mike had lost his
balance and she gained a brief escape as she squirmed out from underneath
him., but her husband was a determined tickler and had pursued her to the
family room where Susan's teenage sister Cynthia was curled up on the couch
watching TV .
Cynthia squirmed with discomfort as she watched her sister being tickled.
Like her sister she was extremely ticklish and could easily imagine the hell
her older sister was being put through by her devilish husband. She also
remembered her tickling ordeal at the last family gathering several months
ago. Mike, her older brother, and her father had pinned her down and tickled
her silly. Cynthia's curled her toes instinctively in response to the
memory.
Susan silently cursed to herself for her selection of clothes that evening.
She was wearing a pair of cotton shorts and a sleeveless top that stopped at
her midriff exposing her belly and sides. Mike was taking great advantage of
her most ticklish areas and to her utter dismay had just switched tactics
from upperbody tickling to having reached down and taking a firm grasp of
her left ankle.
"Christ I am barefoot!!" Susan thought to herself.
Mike pulled her struggling right foot into his lap and leaned over pinning
all his weight on her right leg. Susan's foot was trapped and he began to
giggle aloud.
"No honey please, not my feet, please stop, I'll do anything." Susan
pleaded. Mike just smiled and began to scramble his fingers up and down her
vulnerable and trapped sole. Susan screamed with laughter and pulled wildly
to try and get away.
"Tickle tickle. tickle poor ticklish Suzy." Mike teased as he tickled.
Susan just laid back and laughed hysterically while she pounded the floor
with her fists and free foot.
"Help! Make him stop. Please help me Cindy! God stop him." Susan screamed.
Cynthia changed her position from being stretched out on the couch on her
stomach to siting up and drawing her legs and feet beneath her. The fact
that she wore a pair of baggy sweats, a sweatshirt, and a pair of thick
socks did not give her any comfort. Cindy just ignored her sisters pleas.
She was not about to get involved in this ticklish affair.
Mike tickled his poor wife mercilessly for the next ten minutes and then
decided to give her a break as he reaserted his old on her. Susan laid there
weakly gasping for breath and trying to build up enough energy to escape her
tickle happy hubby.
Susan looked at her sister as she tried to regain her composure and realized
just how little help she had been to her during her ticklish ordeal.
"Listen Mike, I'll make a deal with you>" She said still staring at her
sister.
Cynthia began to get nervous as her sister began to speak and began to look
for a quick exit out of the room. There was none.
"Sorry dear, I don't think you are in a position to bargain" Mike laughed in
reponse
"No wait. Listen to me" Susan insisted
"I'm all ears....and fingers too I might add" Mike replied as he tightened
his grip and grinned evilly at his wife.
"Let me go and I'll help you get my sister! She's ten times more ticklish
then me!" Susan yelled.
Cynthia was up in a flash and was about to run past the fiendish pair when
Mike acted quickly and tripped her as she ran past. Cynthia landed with a
crash onto the shag carpeting and no sooner had she landed Mike was on top
of her sitting on the small of her back.
"Going somewhere little girl" Mike smirked.
"No please don't tickle me!" Cynthia screamed already giggling.
"Quick Susan grab her arms for me and stretch them out over her head." Mike
said
Susan jumped up and knelt down in front of her sister and forced her arms
over her head and pinned them to the ground with her weight.
Cynthia's giggles turned into laughter long before Mike laid even one
finger on her. She knew what to expect and was laughing in ticklish
anticipation.
Mike dug his fingers into Cynthia's sides and began scrambling them up and
down tickling her armpits, ribs, and sides. Cynthia was going nuts and was
laughing hysterically.
She was so helplessly ticklish and this was pure torture for her.Mike
continued his ticklish assault for the next ten minutes bringing tears to
Cynthia eyes.
After a brief rest Susan said" OK it's my turn just hole her still for me"
"Please don't tickle me anymore you guys" Cynthia pleaded
"Fat chance buster" Susan laughed
Mike responded by pinning Cindy's body with his own weight and also pining
her arms to her sides. While Susan sat on the back of Cindy's calves and
began to tickle her socked feet.
Cynthia burst into laughter and begged for her sister to have mercy. Susan
giggled at her sisters plight and said. "Remember what dad use to say when
he got us...The more you beg the more I tickle" Susan ripped off Cynthia's
sock and brought her long nails into play on ticklish Cindy's bare feet.
This tickling went on for another ten minutes before Susan let stopped and
both she and her hubby retired to the bedroom for the night.Cindy laid upon
the carpet for the next hour exhausted from her ticklish ordeal, She thanked
god that they finally stopped and prayed that would be the end of the
tickling for her visit. She was totally at their mercy here and they had
none when it came to tickling.
Cynthia stirred in her sleep and began to giggle softly, soon she was
awakened by a tickling sensation on the bottoms of her feet. She was
startled to fine her sister and brother chuckling together at the foot of
her bed. They were tickling her feet and as she tried to sit up and pull her
feet away from them she discovered to her horror that she was tied down to
the bed.
"Welcome to your worst tickling nightmare" Susan and mike laughed. Cindy
closed her eyes and prayed it was just a dream...........................
THE END
