HoT f/f (editted)

[jypsyjones]

HoT – Hypnosis or Tickling f/f

This is a one off, very long story, though all in this one post, that makes little to no sense but is quite fun! I’ve also altered the paragraphs and changed the setting to make the characters a little older. It does end quite abruptly, but it is pretty long so I expect anyone who gets that far will be wanting a quick resolution. In response to some, very fair, feedback I’ve incorporated spaces between the paragraphs for your reading pleasure as well as made the characters all over the age of 18. Any other feedback would be appreciated.

Anyhow, I hope you enjoy it.

JJ

As ever, the events and people depicted in this story are not based on real life nor are they meant to be repeated. If you are underage or offended by such situations please do not read on.

HoT:

Rebecca was quietly fuming as she saw the young woman in her charge flirt her way out of trouble again. As a, slightly more, senior member of the sorority she’d been put in charge of the beautiful blond, among many others, for the duration of their trip to the summer house, but Sandra had been a divisive influence right from the get go, refusing to take part in the events and generally complaining if anyone tried to get her to do anything remotely constructive.

Having recently turned eighteen years of age she was just a year younger than Rebecca and probably considered herself too mature for the bonding activities on offer at the house, which ran a sort of summer camp style fortnight as a way for the recently admitted pledges to get to know the other girls of the sorority. Rebecca herself remembered the wonderful friends she’d made at the event the previous summer, when she’d joined the sorority in her second year, and she was very annoyed that Sandra was so blasé about the whole thing.

Most of the other older girls had come to leave the blond be, but Rebecca was in her first year of seniority, so she still felt very keen. And the fact was, of the six girls in her care, all her problems came from Sandra. Whenever someone was missing from roll call, it was Sandra. Whenever her team had a task to do, they failed because Sandra either didn’t turn up, did no work or openly sabotaged the process by encouraging other team members to skive.

And she was becoming increasingly successful. Already she had turned Gillian to the dark side, Gill being a quiet, raven haired girl of Korean origin who had a lithe, fantastic body which she hid behind baggy clothes, awkward glasses and a very introverted personality. Only she’d become a lot louder and a lot less considerate since she became friends with Sandra.

Elizabeth was also succumbing to Sandra’s influence, although she’d only missed a couple of things thus far. Like Gillian she was very pretty but also very unaware of it and went through life extremely awkwardly, never sure whether she was coming or going. She was brunette, her eyes big and brown and her skin a tanned milky coffee colour indicative of her Iranian origins, although she was an American, and a Protestant, through and through. Both girls were finding themselves increasingly influenced by the brash, beautiful, blue eyed, blond haired bombshell, Sandra, or Sandy as she insisted she preferred.

Rebecca therefore called her errant team member Sandra as often as possible ever since it became apparent the blond offered her absolutely no respect and was apparently bitching about her behind her back. Still, Rebecca wasn’t at the house just to make friends. It was also a time to learn responsibility and demonstrate leadership. The fact that Sandra went out of her way to undermine both was the main problem Rebecca had.

So the redhead hatched a plan, one based on some recent experiences when some new friends had done unspeakable things to her…! Even as she thought about it, Rebecca felt herself shiver. It had all started just a few months before, a few weeks after her birthday and it had been… well… difficult to describe concisely for a start…

* * *

It had been just before Easter. The undergraduate side of the university was broken up for the holiday, but the sorority was still open to postgrads and anyone who had to delay going home. Rebecca was one such example, given she had a science project which required a week’s more work before she could shut it down for the holiday. So she’d stayed at her sorority, along with just three other girls, all of whom were postgraduates and who had long been friends.

Initially she didn’t have much to do with them. Despite all being in the same sorority, the postgrads tended to focus on their studies a lot more than the newer students to the university. Sure they took part in the parties and seemed to love the pledging and hazing process, but after that they tended to stay in their own smaller groups.

However, with the vast majority of girls having gone home from the sorority for Easter, including most of the postgrads, Rebecca found herself with just the three other girls for company and, despite being a fairly unsociable person in the absence of her immediate friends, she decided to try and get to know the other girls. It was either that or spend the whole week with nothing but bacteria for company. Given that one of the older women worked in the same lab complex as her it wasn’t too difficult to introduce herself as a fellow Theta Kappa Lambda sister at the lab’s canteen and go from there.

Over lunch Rebecca really hit it off with her ΤΚΛ sister, who was a strikingly beautiful young woman called Madison, although she preferred the name Maddie, and that evening she was introduced formally to the two other girls staying at the house till Easter Sunday. As the junior, Rebecca offered to cook a meal for her senior sisters. They agreed whole heartedly and then made an interesting suggestion…

Why didn’t they all have a sleep over in the sorority common room? There was a fire they could light up, to keep back the chill from the cool spring that year, they could have some wine, chat a while and really get to know one another. Surprised to have ladies in their mid twenties talking about sleepovers, but not wanting to appear rude, Rebecca agreed.

So she cooked the meal, got the fire going and changed into something more comfortable. Soon her new friends arrived, causing Rebecca’s eyes to bulge slightly, though she just about covered her surprise. Madison was in a surprisingly frilly white nightgown that stopped high up her hips, just below her matching panties. Her tanned sleek long legs were totally revealed while her medium sized firm breasts were a little too big for her skimpy nightie.

A little make up enhanced her sultry Mediterranean features, which were very beautiful. She made Rebecca, dressed in a worn pair of gym shorts with a tight pink T shirt and fluffy bunny slippers, feel very plain by comparison, which was hardly fair given that she was a real head turner herself, tall and thin, with pale skin and a shock of fiery red hair, her gym toned body was strong but feminine, with a slim stomach, high, full breasts and what had been described by some as a perfect ass! Only Rebecca didn’t quite see herself that way… and her old shorts and a loose T shirt didn’t quite accentuate any of her features in the way that Madison’s outfit did. And the Greek girl wasn’t the only one provocatively dressed.

Like Madison, Rebecca’s other guests had worn very revealing outfits. But whereas Maddie’s was a white singlet, Sally’s had been little more than a matching black bra and panties while Jessica was wearing a pink thong and tight white T shirt tightly pressed against her large breasts whose nipples seemed permanently aroused!

Sal compensated for her near nakedness with a sarong draped languidly over her body, but it was practically transparent and hid nothing. And Jessie, who had always slightly intimidated Rebecca, showed no embarrassment at the prominence of her nipples, which were pushing through her slim T shirt in a highly visible manner.

Still, both had a reputation for showing off their bodies. Sally for one loved attention and didn’t mind if she got it by sleeping around, though she hadn’t had a boyfriend or a lover for a recent while, as far as Rebecca knew. Shorter and ever so slightly plumper than Madison, her breasts were much more voluminous and she knew it… One time, not so long ago, she’d been wearing a top so low cut that she’d been asked by a senior lecturer to go home and change it!

She was also very pale, with fine, alabaster skin that seemed to glow, and she enhanced it with a tendency to Goth chic outfits, though without ever going so far as the full eye shadow and morbid creepiness. Still, by reputation Sal was ever so slightly crazy and great fun because of it. Of the three of them, she was the most friendly, often going out on the town with the undergraduates where she was an expert at sneaking underage girls past security!

Finally, in their little group, was Jessica. She was an ebony skinned girl from upwardly middle class parents who’d whole heartedly encouraged their daughter to pursue her academic dreams. She was even taller than Madison and had the athletics toned body of an Amazon, with strong, broad shoulders and a thick mane of dark hair all the way down to her ass. Like Sally she was very voluptuous and liked to show it off, especially her long thin legs and high, wide bottom. However, unlike Sal, Jessie had always been very standoffish to the younger girls and Rebecca still felt somewhat intimidated by her despite the fact she seemed perfectly charming now they were enjoying a meal together.

Compared to the three of them Rebecca felt herself as a bit of an odd fourth. She was also fairly pale skinned, but more white than glowing, with quite a few blemishes including a small mole on the right hand side of her face. In the past she’d pleaded with her father to pay for its removal, but he refused to countenance cosmetic surgery on his daughter and told her it made her more of an individual. That was not what Rebecca wanted to be...

On top of her mole, her flaming red hair tended to frizz up at the merest trace of water so she’d compensated by always having it very close cropped, though in the past few months, since joining the sorority in her second year, she’d been persuaded by her new friends to grow it down beyond her shoulders. That had made a positive difference, giving Rebecca’s face a better balance, but the main problem she had wasn’t her looks, which were actually wonderful, it was a crippling lack of self esteem.

Tall, but awkwardly so, she didn’t have Madison’s natural grace, Sally’s mischievous confidence or Jessica’s imperious poise. Her body, when she revealed it, was beautiful, her uni friends kept telling her, but she didn’t believe them. Long legs, wide hips, a wonderfully pert behind, compact tummy and large, firm breasts with small dark nipples made a truly excellent all round package, and her face was apparently super model beautiful, practically because of, rather than in spite of, the mole… so she was told… But Rebecca really didn’t believe it. She tended to be quiet, hesitant and lacking in confidence, even though she was very bright academically.

However, as the wine flowed and her three new friends complemented her on the delicious meal she’d cooked, Rebecca felt the knot of tension in her stomach quickly dissipate. She never found meeting new people easy, but the three postgrads were very friendly and soon she was nattering on to them like they’d been friends for years. Of course, the substantial quantity of wine she’d drunk, considerably more than any of the three other girls, helped tremendously! In fact, had she been on her guard, Rebecca might have noticed that the other girls were constantly refilling her glass. But she was so glad that the evening was going well she didn’t even consider it.

Finally, at Maddie’s insistence, the four young women brought out their sleeping bags and laid them out in a row on the carpeted floor of the living room. They sat down in front of the smouldering fire and continued chatting a drinking. Rebecca felt giggly and light headed, but by no means too drunk. But she was finding it increasingly difficult not to stare at the bodies of the three postgrads… They were all just so beautiful and wearing clothes that left almost nothing to the imagination!

Seeing the upper thighs of her new friends had elicited some unusual feelings in Rebecca, and she’d found herself shaking slightly as she did, especially when Maddie saw her doing it once and stared at her kind of… weirdly. Rebecca had blushed and looked away and, when she’d glanced back at her friend she wasn’t looking back. Still, she sipped her fifth large glass of wine, Rebecca found her eyes drawn almost magnetically to the long legs, full breasts and curved behinds of her companions.

The girls seemed to be constantly stretching out their legs, or leaning forwards towards her, pooling their cleavage in front of her eyes, or bending over away from Rebecca, causing their skimpy clothes to reveal their gorgeous, firm asses. And there was a lot of physical contact too. The four girls were all sat down very close to each other, meaning there was no end of legs rubbing against each other, or hands accidentally brushing up against bare arms, stomachs or even breasts! Sal in particular seemed to love physical contact. She constantly had at least one hand touching a part of Rebecca’s body and the redhead found that she loved the feeling…

“So Becky,” asked Maddie as she topped up the undergrad’s wine and breaking Rebecca out of her reverie, “Are there any boys you’ve got your eye on?” Rebecca felt her stomach flip, like it always did in this situation.

“Oh no…!” she stammered, “All the guys I know only want me to hook them up with my friends. They’re such jerks.”

“Graham Hughes isn’t a jerk,” observed Madison languidly, referring to the young, incredibly handsome and unmarried professor of genetics who worked at the same labs the two of them did. Prof Hughes cut a hell of a dashing figure compared to most senior lecturers and his classes were all extremely well subscribed. Given she worked in his lab Rebecca had to come to know the man and found him charming, funny and kind… as well as incredibly sexy! She felt her heart beat quicken.

“Sure he isn’t,” she replied, going for casual but instead achieving a high pitched squeak.

“Do you fancy him little Becky?” giggled Sally, reaching forwards and pinching her friend’s knee, causing Rebecca to flinch at the ticklish sensation.

“No!” exclaimed the redhead, her face flushing instantly, as it did at any sort of attention, let alone stuff about boys.

“Oh really?” wondered Jessica, sliding round to face Rebecca, her body moving like a panther, “Are you telling us the truth?”

“Yes!” squeaked Rebecca, her heart racing even faster. Both Jessica and Sally had come very close all of a sudden. Both of them were on their knees facing her, their sexy bodies within touching distance of the redhead. Jessica turned to Madison.

“Do we think she’s really telling the truth?” she asked suggestively. The brunette beauty smiled devilishly and also swung forwards onto her knees, moving towards Rebecca, who was sitting cross legged at the foot of a sofa.

“Oh I’m not sure,” replied Maddie in a decidedly naughty voice, “Perhaps we can find out…” The other two girls seemed thrilled at this idea, each turning to Rebecca with a look of ill concealed glee on their faces. Now the redhead was genuinely worried. She wasn’t afraid, there just seemed to be some communication going on she wasn’t aware of and that made her ever so slightly nervous.

“Now you guys,” she began, “There’s no need…”

“How should we go about finding out?” interrupted Madison, as if she hadn’t even heard Rebecca.

“Ooh!” exclaimed Sally, “We could hypnotise her and make her tell us everything!”

“Huh?” blinked Rebecca, “Hypnotise me?”

“Or we could tickle her,” offered Jessica, “Make her laugh until she’ll beg to tell us…!”

“Tickle me?” squealed Rebecca, suddenly deathly afraid. She’d always been incredibly sensitive to tickling. Her older siblings used to do it to her all the time. If hadn’t happened much since she’d hit adolescence and had stopped completely since she went to college. But she didn’t think she’d become any less sensitive in that time.

“Come on guys,” she began, “There’s no need…”

“Well that’s our answer,” said Madison simply, interrupting again. Rebecca was unsure what her new friend meant.

“What?” she asked.

“We tickle her,” stated Maddie. Rebecca didn’t even have time to move before thirty wiggling fingers descended on her.

“AHHHHHAHAHAHAAAHAAHA!” she screamed, “STUOPPPP!” It didn’t do any good. Her shorts and T shirt offered little natural protection and she had no defence against the tickling fingers.

“PEEEEAAASE NOOOHOHOHOOOO!” she wailed. It was torturous! The fingers of Sally’s left hand were running up and down Rebecca’s ribs while her right tried to burrow its way deep into the redhead’s armpit. Jessica had used her considerably greater strength to pull away Rebecca’s right arm from her body and was therefore able to tickle right in the depths of the pit, causing the redhead intense spasms of giggles. Madison was also getting involved, squeezing her friend’s thighs right above the knee, an area Rebecca had long been extremely sensitive.

“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” squealed the redhead, completely unable to move in the face of the assault as any shift in position to combat one source of tickling merely left her more vulnerable to another, “PLEAASSSSSSEEEE STOPPPPP!” But her friends weren’t going to stop. In fact, they were about to make things a whole lot worse.

Acting on Madison’s signal, Sally and Jessica stopped tickling the gorgeous redhead and pulled her to the ground, Jessie stretching her friend’s hands far above her head with a single arm. Simultaneously Sal and Maddie were grabbing Rebecca’s feet and pulling them away from her. She tried to kick them away but couldn’t get any real power and soon lost the ability to move when both her friends each wrapped their legs around one of Rebecca’s, pinning her in place. Now the redhead realised her new predicament. She could hardly move at all and two of her friends were now poised above her feet…

“No guys!” she begged, “Please don’t do it! Please don’t tickle my FUEEEEEETTTTT! NUHAHHHHHHH! AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Using one hand to hold the foot, Maddie and Sal used their free fingers to run up and down the soles of Rebecca’s feet. In all her life the redhead had never experienced anything like it. Sure her older brothers and sisters had occasionally ganged up and tickled her, but it was nothing like as organised as this!

“OH GUHOOOODDDDDDD!” she screamed, hoping and praying that the university’s nearest security station, all of five hundred metres away, might hear, “EEEETTT TICKLESSS SOOOOO MUCH!” As Jessica held her still, Madison and Sally completely destroyed her soles, pinching, rubbing and even licking Rebecca’s feet. The poor girl could only wiggle her toes and laugh in response and she lost the ability to do that when her friends started using their tongues.

Rebecca shook and shivered in silent laughter as she felt her new friends’ tongues slipping in and around her toes. It was ticklish in ways she couldn’t begin to imagine, sending bolts of sensation up through her body! Some of them seemed to earth themselves in some very strange places... Rebecca’s eyes were wide open as she could only form strangulated gasps in response to the tickling stimuli… and it got worse…! Sally and Madison started using their fingers as well as their tongues.

After an eternity of noiselessness, which was all of sixty seconds, both girls stopped and Jessica released her grip. But they weren’t finished with Rebecca, far from it. As the redhead tried to curl up into a ball she felt her limbs being pulled away again. She tried to resist, but that was hardly going to stop her mischievous companions and a part of Rebecca seemed almost thrilled that it wasn’t over…! Ropes had appeared from somewhere. The thick nylon made a secure binding around Rebecca’s wrists and ankles, securing her spread eagled between to two heavy sofas she couldn’t hope to move.

“We’re going to tickle you, little Becky…” whispered Madison into her friend’s ears, “We’re going to tickle you until we break you!” Rebecca could only whimper. They’d already broken her! But she had no idea what was in store for her, only that it would almost certainly involve more tickling. It did.

“AHAHAHAHAAAAHAAAAAAA!” she squealed as all three girls began tickling her again. This time Maddie was up top, but because of the ropes she was free to flutter her fingers in among Rebecca’s incredibly sensitive armpits. Sally and Jessica also had an extra free hand to use, so Sal focussed on her friend’s ribs while Jessie concentrated her fingers, lips and tongue, on the redhead’s feet.

It was beyond torturous. After the first few seconds Rebecca lost the power of speech. She regained it two minutes later as her so called friends eased up for a little while, but it was only to stop her from passing out. Soon they began again in earnest, thinking up even more diabolical additions to their joyous torture that was rapidly sending shrieking, burning sensations to areas that Rebecca had never felt anything before…

Jessie manoeuvred herself so that her feet were up against Rebecca’s, allowing her toes to tickle against the redhead’s soles. This allowed her hands the freedom to goose and tickle all over her friend’s knees and lower thighs. Sal continued to tickle up and down Rebecca’s ribs like a piano, but now she was leaning forwards and flicking her tongue in and around the redhead’s navel! It was as ticklish as anything that the helpless girl had experienced that evening.

But Maddie was being most surprising of all. She’d stopped her armpit tickling and produced a pair of scissors from somewhere. Much to Rebecca’s horror, her friend began to cut away her T shirt, which had become bunched around her chest by Sal’s questing fingers. Soon the redhead was topless. It signalled another change in tact.

If she’d been even remotely capable of rational thought, and a good deal less clueless, Rebecca might have picked up some rather strange signals from her friends. Sally had been spending as much time thrusting her pelvis against Rebecca’s side as flicking her fingers against it, while Jessica had quickly tired of using forty digits against the redhead and had instead brought the girl’s toes close to her crotch. Now, as she tickled Rebecca’s leg, Jessie was enjoying some heavenly sensations of the five little digits wriggling against her pussy.

But the redhead finally realised things had become overtly sexual when Maddie began to lick her exposed nipples. Rebecca was shocked. She’d never expected this! Not only that, but her nipples were responding, as were Sal and Jessie. They each moved themselves on top of one of Rebecca’s legs and began rubbing their pussies against her spread thighs, while simultaneously pinching and goosing her on her upper leg. Doing so made her flinch against them, further enhancing their pleasure, but it was doing something similar to Rebecca, who’d never even pleasured herself, let alone considered that these new friends of hers might be interested in doing so on her behalf.

She was thinking it now that was for sure, in an incoherent, irrational manner. As Sally and Jessica humped her thighs, they each dropped their faces hungrily towards her exposed nipples, licking them with consummate expertise. Rebecca found herself moaning, rather than laughing, and the playful pinching of her thighs, ribs and even armpits was now delicious rather than torturous.

Only now Madison was using her scissors on Rebecca’s last piece of clothing. Her panties fell away, revealing her red mound to her new friend. Juices were already flowing from it, for the first time. Maddie smiled to herself in anticipation before lowering her face down. Rebecca felt her friend’s tongue start to lap against her pussy. She couldn’t control herself now. Her moans became small, hoarse shouts.

“Oh God!” she gasped, “Yes, oh YES!” Suddenly Maddie moved her tongue up, wrapping her lips around the exposed button straining for attention while her fingers eased their way between the virginal lips of Rebecca’s throbbing pussy.

“YES!” screamed the redhead in amazed joy, “OH YES! DON’T STOP! PLEASE DON’T STOP!” As two of her friends licked and sucked and pinched her nipples, all the while running their free hands up and down her sides in a sensation just short of outright ticklishness, her new friend, the composer of all that had happened and was about to happen, pushed Rebecca over the edge.

Once again she lost the power of speech, as all the sensations of the previous half hour flooded over her in a great wave of joy. She came, repeatedly. Every time she thought it was going to stop her friends redoubled their efforts. It shattered her every thought, her every dream, her every fantasy as to what sex could mean. Her hesitant, uncertain, teenage ideas replaced by a near certainty that this is what people were talking about.

Finally, it came to an end. Sally and Jessica moved off Rebecca and onto each other, their clothes coming away from their bodies in seconds as they sought to release their frustrations. Rebecca tried to arch her neck to watch them but her view was quickly filled by Madison. Her friend had pulled out a gem on a necklace and was holding it a few inches above Rebecca’s eyes as she lay down beside the redhead and began whispering in her ear.

“Look at the diamond, just stare at the diamond,” she was saying, her voice low and soft, “It’s so beautiful and reflexive in the firelight, you don’t want to look anywhere else. Just feel yourself drawn into the diamond Becky just rest your eyes on it. You’re so tired after the tickling and its so tiring keeping your eyes open, open and staring at the gem. You remember that I mentioned hypnosis before… well I’m really good at it, you know I’m really good at it and you know that I’m hypnotising you… but you can’t keep your eyes open much longer it’s just so hard… you’re so tired… so sleepy… so hypnotised… just close your eyes Rebecca… fall asleep… become… hypnotised…” Rebecca’s eyes fluttered and shut, but Maddie didn’t stop.

“You feel so warm and wonderful don’t you Rebecca,” she suggested, “That amazing feeling of climaxing so many times. You want to feel that way again, but you’re going to have to do what I say... You’re going to have to give in and do everything I say… Whenever you are hypnotised Rebecca, you’re going to do everything I say… everything I say…” Rebecca felt herself complying with the instruction in her mind… it was a strange sensation. She almost felt like she should be worried…

“There’s no need to be worried,” Maddie explained, “You’re with friends here, you trust us. You trust me, you trust Madison and you’re going to do everything Madison tells you and Madison tells you not to worry, just relax, give in and enjoy it… Remember the way we just made you feel… Remember the way the tickling built up inside of you until you had to climax, remember how it felt Rebecca… remember.” Rebecca did remember and she moaned slightly as she did, the sensations returning again.

“Well done,” praised Maddie, “You’re doing so well. This feeling is building up inside of you all over again, but it can’t become any greater unless I say it can. But it will get greater if you do everything I tell you Becky. Will you do that, Becky? Tell me if you will.”

“Yes…” breathed Rebecca.

“That’s really good,” gushed Madison, “The wonderful feelings are growing now, Becky, because you agreed to do everything I told you. Every time you do something I tell you to do the feelings are going to get even bigger… but you can’t cum until I let you to… Only when I allow it can you orgasm. Tell me if you understand?”

“Yes,” exhaled Rebecca.

“Excellent,” Madison was thrilled, it had worked again!

“Because you understand the feelings can increase a little more,” she continued, “And they’ll keep on growing as you keep doing everything I say. I’m going to give you some instructions now and you will obey them. And every time you do the feelings will grow a lot more. Do you understand?”

“Yes…!” this time Rebecca squeaked slightly as her body filled with even more orgasmic sensation.

“Well done,” intoned Madison, “The instructions are simple. You will love me, Sally and Jessica. You will want to make love to us at every opportunity. Also, whenever anyone tickles you it will be incredibly erotic. The sensations you are feeling at the moment will rise up in you as soon as anyone starts to tickle you. You will also feel them when you tickle other people. Also, whenever anyone hypnotises you it will also cause you to become just as aroused. And if any of us say the words ‘It’s time for you to go to sleep Becky,’ you will re-enter this hypnotic state. Do you understand?”

“Yes…!” moaned Rebecca. Madison smiled to herself.

“Do you love me?” she asked.

“YES…!” panted Rebecca, the sensations increasing as her mind obeyed her new friend’s instruction.

“Do you love Sally and Jessica?” added Maddie.

“YES!” Now Rebecca was yelling, her body bucking even against the ropes. Madison began tickling her friend’s nude form, her fingers squeezing the redhead’s upper thighs.

“Does that tickle?” she enquired.

“YES!” squeaked Rebecca, writhing in delicious torture at the firm but gentle touch.

“And do you realise you’re hypnotised?” Maddie wondered.

“YES!” begged Rebecca, her libido now reaching beyond even the highs she’d just experienced.

“And do you obey everything I’ve instructed?” finished Madison.

“…!” Rebecca couldn’t even breathe the words.

“Then cum for me!” yelled her brunette friend. Rebecca did, explosively, just as Sally and Jessica, who’d been watching the show while making love, hit a similar climax. Just watching Madison hypnotising and controlling Rebecca reminded their subconscious memory of how she’d done it to them and they to her…

“Now,” continued Maddie, as Rebecca’s latest orgasms subsided, “We’re going to untie you and teach you how to do all of this to us…”

* * *

Within less than ninety minutes, Rebecca had gone from self conscious virgin to raging lesbian sex addict. Maddie, Sally and Jessica all experienced their friend’s eager tongue, while the redhead was hypnotised. Given her receptive state she quickly compensated for her ignorance by developing a technique every bit as good as theirs. Finally, after one and a half hours, she was brought out of her trance. Slowly Rebecca returned to normal, turning to look at her naked friends. They seemed… apprehensive.

“Oh… my… God…!” exclaimed Rebecca slowly, “That was the single most intense experience of my life!” It seemed she bore them no ill grudge at all, which was as they’d hoped. Jessica, the second girl Madison hypnotised, after Sally, had obeyed the ‘Love you’ instruction but took some time to come to terms with all that had happened to her. Yes she’d experienced some truly mind blowing sex. But it had been forced on her. She hadn’t liked that at all. However, when both her new lovers offered to let her hypnotise them and do what she wanted… well she quickly came to appreciate what had happened!

Rebecca didn’t even need that. She picked up hypnosis fairly quickly and was amazed at how much of a turn on it was having her three friends at her beck and call. She made them do any number of things, from giving her erotic dances to thinking they were farmyard animals! Posthypnotic suggestions were also experimented with, as were different methods of induction, from the pocket watch to hypnotising them with her breasts. She proved extremely competent, gifted even.

The change in her personality was also marked. Some suggestions from the other girls, as well as their devotion to her, meant that Rebecca became much more confident and sure of herself. That had all been three months ago. During that summer term Rebecca had comprehensively become a lesbian, tickling and hypnosis expert, and addict. However, she was now interested in testing her skills outside their group of four, so she’d been relishing the opportunity to experiment and the sorority summer camp, filled with young, naïve pledges, seemed the ideal place to do it. She also realised that Sandra was the perfect girl for her to try her magic on, a beautiful, sexy girl who could do with an attitude adjustment of sorts…

That morning, all the girls were supposed to be kayaking. In fact, the various teams were meant to divide into two boats each and race to an island several miles upstream. It’d be tiring, gruelling work, but was fun and competitive and enhanced by the knowledge that, at their journey’s end, there were a bunch of boys coming from a fraternity camp upstream to meet them!

Sandra had flatly refused to go. When Rebecca had mentioned the boys the blond had shrugged her shoulders and said she could get any boy she wanted, she didn’t need to paddle upstream for four hours to do it. So instead of joining in she’d got dressed in her gold bikini, pulled a white, almost transparent shirt over the top and gone off to her favourite sunbathing spot with a towel and MP3 player for company.

Infuriated Rebecca had gone straight to the camp leader, a forty year old single woman with frizzy ginger hair called Martha who everyone thought was a lesbian. Martha was an attractive, outdoorsy woman who’d been part of the sorority for twenty two years! She’d been doing various courses at the university, and even some teaching, for a great deal of that time. Whether she was gay or not she’d never had any true accusations of impropriety and none of the girls’ had any reluctance in being in her care.

However, she’d gone a long way to proving her homosexuality a minute after Rebecca had strode up to her and demanded she sorted out Sandra’s attitude. Sandy had turned up at that point, in her admittedly delicious outfit, and, when Martha had endeavoured to browbeat then cajole her into going on the boat trip, she’d pouted and preened and touched and stroked and generally flirted outrageously with the camp leader.

The blond had played the naughty girl card to perfection and Martha had been so flustered and enamoured she’d agreed to let Sandra off the trip. Rebecca had been infuriated, but she kept it to herself, seeing an obvious opportunity: as Sandy was in her group Rebecca had to stay behind as well, juniors not being allowed to remain behind by themselves. The rest of her girls would pile into one boat and wouldn’t be officially part of the competition so couldn’t win any prizes, but they’d go on the trip and at least take part, for a minimum of eight hours...

But Sandra wouldn’t. No, she’d just lie on a chair, in her sexy bikini costume, catching some rays on her already honeyed skin… Of course, she might fall asleep in such a position. More than once Rebecca had found Sandra fast asleep in the sun, lectures on burning or cancer be damned. If that was the case… She let Sandra go and waited for everyone else to depart on the trip. Within an hour they were gone. That was quite long enough for the blond girl to have settled and fallen asleep. Taking several lengths of rope, Rebecca went after her prey.

As expected, Sandra was lying, face down and topless, on a sun lounger in a nice open glen far from prying eyes. Rebecca watched her quarry for a whole five minutes. The blond didn’t stir. Padding up as quietly as possible, Rebecca made her way up to Sandra and began to tie her, face down, to the lounger. It took two minutes… two long, torturous minutes, with Rebecca terrified about discovery at any second. But she did it! Finally, with an air of triumph, she woke Sandra up, prodding her on her admittedly gorgeous ass, all wide and firm and sexy and…

“Huh…? What’s going…?” Sandy realised she was tied down, “What the?” She tried to move her legs. They were tied as well.

“Hey!” she called out, unaware of Rebecca’s presence but guessing someone had to be there, “What’s the big idea? Let me go!”

“Oh I’m not going to do that,” giggled Rebecca, stepping into view.

“You!” hissed Sandra, “You untie me this minute. I’m going to have you arrested for this.” Rebecca sat down beside her prey on her left hand side. She’d stripped down to her own bikini, a delectable little green number that had had more than one of the girls at the camp eyeing her up less than subtly.

“Well let’s see if I can persuade you not to,” she suggested with a mischievous grin, “And maybe I can persuade you to join in a bit more…”

“Huh!” grunted Sandra arrogantly, “There’s no way you can do that.” Rebecca smiled and rested a hand on the back of the blonde’s knee. Knees had always been a very ticklish place on her. Perhaps Sandy was similarly afflicted? She certainly flinched slightly at the touch, but was unable to move.

“Oh you’re not ticklish are you?” enquired Rebecca impishly. She could see Sandra suddenly tense up.

“No,” replied the blond after a moment, “I’ve never been ticklish. In fact I… NUAAAAH!” she squealed as Rebecca flicked her finger against the back of the other girl’s knee.

“Sorry, you were saying?” asked the redhead. Sandra was rightly panicked. Tickling was her all time least favourite activity, at least if it was done on her. She’d really enjoyed tickling other people over the years but never when she was the one on the receiving end.

“Look,” she bargained, “You’re absolutely right. I should start being more of a team player.”

“Why Sandra,” smiled her superior, “That sounded almost genuine.”

“Oh it was, it was…!” gushed the blond, “I promise, I’ll be better, I’ll… NUAAAH! Hey! You promised!”

“I did nothing of the sort,” laughed Rebecca, “And I don’t think you’re being very genuine. I’m going to show you that camp can be fun, Sandra. All sorts of fun, with dancing and singing and… laughing…” With that she plunged her fingers into the blonde’s sides.

“AAAAHHHAHAAHAAAHAAAHAAAA!” squealed Sandy, “PLEEEEEESE STOPPPPPPPPPPAAAAHAHAHAAAHAAA!” But Rebecca didn’t stop, she tickled Sandra all up and down her sides, just lightly brushing against the girl’s exposed armpits. The increase in volume suggested they were very sensitive. But the redhead had time on her hands. She didn’t need to fool around with them just yet. In fact, she was rather interested in the other end of her new plaything… Tickling down the blonde’s body she soon arrived at Sandra’s toes.

“Please not my feet!” begged Sandy, “Anything but my feet! Please, I promise I’ll NUHOOOOHOOHOHAAAAHAHAAAHAAAA! NOOOOAAAAAHH!” Her feet were uber sensitive and incredibly soft! Rebecca lost herself in Sandra’s spongy soles for a good ten minutes. She found the left foot marginally more sensitive on the sole, but the right considerably more around the toes. So, remembering that heady evening when she’d lost… well, everything that made her innocent, she dropped to her knees and started running her tongue between the wiggling toes of Sandra’s right foot while her fingers played with the sole of the left.

“HUHAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAHAAANAANOOOOOOOOAAAHAOO!” squealed the blonde, “ITSSTOOOMUCCHHHHHHHHHHH!” And it got worse. Rebecca, removing her face in an apparent sign of mercy, instead got onto the sun lounger between Sandra’s legs. She moved herself so that her face was next to the blonde’s feet, while her hands could play with Sandy’s sun tanned thighs. This was going to be all out humiliation.

“AHAHAHAHAAHAAHAAHAAAAHAHHISTOOOMUCHH…!” It didn’t take long. Sandy was tickled on her feet, her soles and her toes by Rebecca’s long, eager tongue. And it was driving her to distraction. So much, in fact, that the effect of the redhead’s squeezing fingers around Sandra’s upper thighs was too much. Even before she realised it she began to pee. Rebecca stopped and moved away for a second from the humiliated girl. Sandy was in floods of tears.

“You, huh… made… me, huh… pee…!” she sobbed. Rebecca did not feel bad. In fact, she’d stopped just to hold in the massive orgasm that had almost wracked through her body. She’d only ever tickled her three lovers to peeing once. They’d subsequently banned any such activity ever. Madison had been particularly unhappy as it had been her bed they’d been playing on!

But Rebecca hadn’t admitted to the others just how turned on it had made her, how she’d deliberately kept bringing the others drinks, had submitted herself to a tickling period by all three girls, which was a rarity given how intense such sessions got for the lee, then requested it was her turn to tickle. That was partly why she’d come to camp this year… to find a victim she could do it to. And she had…! She smiled, mercilessly.

“Yes I did!” she replied, “And it’s not over yet!” With that she plunged her fingers against Sandy’s sides again. The humiliated girl could only laugh and wail in equal measure, her shame unbearable. Rebecca’s fingers found every nook and cranny of the blonde’s ribs, noting in particular how ticklish her quarry seemed on the underside of her breasts, before dipping into Sandra’s virgin armpits.

Now the agony was complete for the blond. She knew her feet were bad but her armpits were beyond excruciating, so much so she couldn’t even laugh through the sensations. She arched her back and managed only a strangulated gasp. Realising her prey was rapidly running out of air, Rebecca turned her attention to Sandra’s breasts, running her fingers against the soft, firm tissue and quickly finding the blonde’s nipples.

They hardened almost instantly. Rebecca kept her fingers in there for a good few minutes, despite Sandy pushing down hard and flattening herself on the lounger. It didn’t protect her sensitive breasts and, to her horror, Sandra could feel a fresh warm feeling against the clammy coolness of her peed in bikini bottoms. This was turning her on! And Rebecca knew it.

“Ooh Sandra!” she whispered seductively, “I can feel your nipples responding womanfully to my fingers, but is that a moan I can hear in your voice…? And are you thrusting against the pee soaked sun lounger…?” The blond had neither breath nor will left to deny it. Somewhere from deep within her libido came a craving stronger than any she’d felt in her short, pampered life.

She’d always got what she wanted, whether from her overly generous parents or everyone who was entranced by her fantastic beauty. But this, being utterly humiliated and then shamed again, was igniting emotions and sensations she wouldn’t have thought possible! Deep within the fires of orgasm were burning stronger than they ever had for her.

“UHOOOOOoooohhhh…!” she gasped. Rebecca licked her lips, realising she was dominating someone every bit as receptive to tickling, and as beautiful, as she and her friends. She removed one of her hands from underneath Sandra and began playing around with the girl’s ass. Sure enough she was sensitive there. Most girls were it seemed, something that had surprised Rebecca, Madison, Sally and Vicky when they’d first tried it. Sandy certainly was, as was the redhead…

“OOOOOHHHH!” gasped the blond, as she felt her ass being tickled. Rebecca didn’t stop. She brought her second hand into play and began flicking her fingers around Sandy’s behind. Quickly she discovered that the outer parts of the cheeks, as well as the very top, were all incredibly ticklish. But the actual crack as well as where Sandra’s bottom met her legs were not only ticklish, they were arousing too…!

Rebecca played her lee like an instrument, building up the orgasm within Sandy but always tempering it with more ticklish stimulation. Finally it wasn’t the blonde’s spiralling desire that broke… it was the redhead’s own eager libido. She loosened the strings of Sandra’s bikini bottoms and pulled them away before removing her own swimsuit entirely, all while keeping the blond in a high state of tickle/arousal flux.

With both of them naked, Rebecca moved herself on top of Sandy and straddled the blonde’s ass. She then began tickling her lee’s thighs and lower behind for all she was worth. Sandra bucked up and squealed. The feelings she was experiencing were unlike anything she’d ever even considered and it was building up inside of her like a tidal wave.

Her tickler was going equally wild, feeling the liquid from Sandy’s earlier accident rubbing against her pussy, and knowing that she’d caused it and that she was about to tickle a whole new girl to orgasm and she was going to cum as well, so massively she’d scream the birds from the clearing, if she could just keep it in… just keep it in…! JUST KEEP IT IN! She couldn’t.

With a roar, Rebecca came spectacularly, just as her fingers started working against Sandy’s pussy for the first time. Feeling them the blond lost all self control and had her second accident of the day. This one was much more pleasant. She came and came and came again, spilling her juices all over Rebecca’s fingers. Finally she came down from her climax, her tired body releasing itself to sleep.

* * *

Sandra awoke. She’d had the strangest dream involving Rebecca, that incredibly sexy older sorority sister with the Cindy Crawford mole who she wouldn’t mind screwing if she’d just get down from her high horse… Only the redheaded beauty had, by tickling Sandy first to indignity and then to unbelievable joy… It had been humiliating… but absolutely wonderful!

But what had happened after that? She tried to think about it but the memories seemed vague and… wanted to disappear…? Reluctantly she let them go, it was a dream after all, and was rewarded by a rush of arousal through her body. Wow! She’d almost cum there! What was happening to her…? She sat up and stopped dead. Rebecca was lying face down on a sun lounger next to her, and she was naked!

“What are you doing here?” demanded Sandy. Rebecca pushed herself onto one elbow, making her large breasts with their prominent nipples bounce slightly, and frowned at Sandra, who found it hard not to be distracted.

“I had to stay and keep an eye on you while the others were out on the trip,” the redhead explained, “They’ve been gone a few hours but they won’t be back for a while yet. I did some work then came over here to try and catch some sun.” Well that all seemed perfectly reasonable.

“But why didn’t I see you?” enquired the blond.

“You were asleep,” Rebecca told her, “Now, can you put some sun cream on my back, please?” Sandy saw the bottle next to the lounger and picked it up. Something about all this seemed incredibly strange. But she didn’t mind lathering up the gorgeous redhead before her. In fact, why didn’t she…? It was risqué, she knew, but suddenly Sandra didn’t feel like being subtle. So she hopped onto Rebecca’s sun lounger and straddled her naked ass!

“Oh my!” exclaimed the redhead, “Whatever are you doing, Sandra?”

“I’m just putting sun screen on your back,” explained the blond, using her sexy, seductive voice, “Is that ok?”

“It sure is,” replied Rebecca, her tone also overtly sensual, “But, err…?”

“Yes?” asked Sandy.

“Only,” frowned Rebecca, “We’re both naked…!” Sandy was shocked! Here she was, on top of a naked woman, and she herself was naked! She was about to leap off when Rebecca shifted her ass slightly, up against Sandra’s pussy.

“Well, as you’re there,” suggested the redhead in a slow, seductive manner, “You wouldn’t mind putting on some factor 69?” Sandy grinned at that, but did as requested, rubbing in the cream.

“That feels so good…!” whispered the Rebecca, shifting her bottom again. Sandra felt her heart beat faster, as her senior’s ass rubbed against her pussy, and this time the slightly older woman didn’t stop. She drove her behind up against Sandy and really rubbed against the blond, who made no effort to move. But she did stop kneading in the cream.

“Oh, have you done my back already?” enquired the redhead in some disappointment, but before Sandy could react Rebecca was already rotating round on the sun lounger till she was facing the blond, their naked pussies only kept apart because Sandra had pushed herself up slightly to allow the councillor to move.

“While you’re there,” asked Rebecca, her expression anything but innocent, “Why don’t you do my front too? I may have missed a spot.” Sandy, her arousal now fully firing, made to get some more cream.

“The stuff on your hands should do it,” instructed Rebecca. Sandra smiled provocatively. She lowered her fingers and began to rub them around the redhead’s tummy.

“Oh that tickles!” giggled Rebecca, hardly play acting, “But that wasn’t the spot I had in mind…” Slowly, filled with heat and warning and desire, Sandra raised her hands towards the redhead’s prominent nipples and began massaging her breasts… as she lowered her pussy down on top of Rebecca’s, the older girl reaching out to take a hold of her charge’s ass. The two women fell into a deep, passionate kiss, wrapping their legs around one another and bringing the jagged nipples of their equally large breasts to rub and press against each other. They both were soon moaning, feeling the warmth of the other girl’s breasts and body while the juices from their pussies begin to flow and mix.

However, Sandy felt herself being pushed back by Rebecca. Unsure what was happening, she allowed the councillor to manoeuvre her onto her back, her legs intertwined with the redhead’s while their pussies rubbed directly against each other. Rebecca began to gyrate her pelvis, thrusting her sodden crotch into Sandra’s equally moist blond curls. Sandy did the same, enjoying tribadism for the first time, and soon both woman were panting towards orgasm.

Suddenly Rebecca took a hold of Sandra’s foot, brought it to her mouth and began licking it! The blond jolted against her lover, shocked by the ticklish sensation. Only unlike the usually agonising sensation tickling generated in her, now it was turning her on like nothing before! Erotic feelings coursed through her body as her lover licked and tickled her foot with tongue and fingers. It was wonderful! And Sandy felt an extraordinary desire to reciprocate…

So she took Rebecca’s free foot, resting on top of her breasts, and brought it to her mouth. Within seconds the extraordinary feelings surging through her body increased. She discovered that the redhead’s foot was incredibly sensitive to her tongue around her toes and very ticklish to Sandra’s tickling fingers on the sole! The blond exploited both facts mercilessly, and it seemed to be driving her lover to distraction.

For her part Rebecca was thrilled at the sensation, but made a conscious effort to keep her own tickling stimulus to Sandy’s feet while making sure their pussies, which were now dripping wet, stayed in constant contact. It was magical. The redhead felt her latest orgasm rapidly expanding inside of her as her feet were tickled while her pussy was rubbed, while the fact that she was tickling Sandra at the same time… It was divine! The blond was equally enraptured, though slightly quizzical over this new fetish she was experiencing… Ah hell! Forget quizzical… she was in seventh heaven!

Both women now had hypnotically induced tickle lee/ler desires combined with a strong lesbianism that had been present in both cases long before they’d discovered either hypnotism or tickling. Rebecca was well aware of hers, even if Sandy had been made to forget looking at her senior’s necklace and falling into a deep trance. Now they were each experiencing the joys of such modification and they loved it!

The wonderful feelings built up quickly in both women. Rebecca tickled the ultra sensitive sides of Sandy’s super soft foot with both hands while her tongue rampaged along the sole, causing the blond no end of erotic stimulation. Simultaneously, though she didn’t quite understand how she was stopping herself from lying back and succumbing to the feelings coursing through her body, Sandra was using her fingers on the redhead’s soles while her tongue licked and rubbed between her senior’s sensitive toes.

Somehow, the very act of tickling had become almost as erotic as being tickled. And, combined with the now frenzied pressure between both women’s pussies, Rebecca and Sandy were perilously close to orgasm…! They bucked and rubbed and tickled and licked and soon their bodies could handle no more… and they came, repeatedly…!

After almost five minutes of climax, Sandra slowly shifted herself up alongside Rebecca, barely having any energy left to move. The redhead raised her arm and allowed her newest lover to nuzzle up to her side, loving the warmth and softness of her conquest pressed against her. They had almost ten days of the two weeks left together, so there was no rush for new experiences. However, while entranced, the blond had mentioned one or two very interesting things…

“So,” whispered Rebecca seductively, “Tell me what you’ve been doing with Gillian and Elizabeth…?”

* * *

“Wait for it… hold it steady… don’t push too hard… that’s good, wait! Stop! You blud…” The rest of Gill’s statement was washed away as she pitched forwards into the cool river water head first! Her overloaded boat had been dangerously unstable all the way up the river. Now, just as they were manoeuvring into the dock, it had pitched towards one side and deposited Gillian into the water, along with all her belongings, as well as Beth’s. Gill quickly emerged from the surface of the shallow water, her black hair plastered to her skin.

“What the hell was that?” she bellowed at the three other girls. Katy and Ali looked horrified. But Beth couldn’t hold in her laughter!

“Oh you think its funny do you?” shouted Gillian, and she lunged at the boat, trying to capsize it and drop all her colleagues into the cold water! Terrified and alert, Kathryn and Alison held tightly to the sides, but Elizabeth was less prepared and got pitched into the water alongside Gillian.

“Hey!” she yelled, coming to the surface, “Why’d you do that?”

“Because you got me pushed in!” countered Gill.

“You just fell in because you’re mal-coordinated!” argued Beth. That was the final straw for Gillian. She leapt at her friend in a flying tackle, only slightly hampered by the fact that she was waist deep in water. The two girls grabbed and wrestled each other, much to the horror of their two colleagues who looked on in shock.

There was little they could do without jumping in to the chilly river and, even if they did, Kathryn and Alison weren’t sure what they would actually achieve by getting involved, although they did manage to grab the clothes, towels and other gear that had gone over the side. But they didn’t really need to intervene in the brawl. Fighting in water isn’t easy at the best of times and both girls weren’t really that angry at each other. Soon Beth wriggled away from her friend and made a break for shore. Gill didn’t follow, instead swimming for the jetty she’d been trying to jump onto when the boat pitched her into the water.

“Throw me the rope Katy,” she instructed in a frustrated grumble, after she got onto the pier. Kathryn did so and soon their kayak was bound to the pier. Gillian took stock of the clothes the other two girls had retrieved from the water as Elizabeth cautiously came up beside her. All of their stuff had been drenched. Fortunately they hadn’t thought to bring any cameras or music players, but their spare clothes and towels were sodden. The two young women looked at each other.

“Right,” said Elizabeth suddenly, turning to Kathryn and Alison, “Gill and I are going to take the kayak back to the camp.”

“Huh?” grunted Katy, “You’re doing what?”

“You only need two people to paddle them downstream and it’ll take much less time to get there than waiting for our clothes to dry,” she explained, “You guys stay here and enjoy the lunch. We’ll be ok.” Kathryn made to argue but was stopped by a look from Gill. The Asian girl hated to get wet, except when she absolutely wanted to, like swimming and stuff. Being in soaked clothes was her idea of hell and she wasn’t about to hang around waiting for things to dry when the camp was a short ride down the river. And Elizabeth wouldn’t want to hang around without either Gillian or Sandra about.

So they agreed to head off down the river. And they did, a few minutes after Kathryn and Alison had disembarked with their stuff and gone off to find the picnic area where they were supposed to be having their lunch. By a quirk of fate, when Gill and Beth departed they timed their run perfectly to avoid the other boats coming upstream! The island they were supposed to be lunching on was right after the last corner but had its jetty at the far end from the girls’ camp. So when Gill and Beth pushed off going around the island, to use the faster flowing part of the river, they were hidden from the boats approaching from the other side, paddling against the slower current. Therefore Martha, the supervisor, didn’t see them go.

They paddled in silence for the first few minutes, both girls blaming the other for getting them both wet, which was true enough. Beth had deliberately shook the boat as Gill stood up and, of course, Gill had made a concerted effort to spill everyone else into the drink after she’d fallen in! However, the two of them had become really good friends in the past few days, as much as because of Sandy as anyone.

The blond had taken first Gillian and then Elizabeth under her wing. She’d got them skiving off the chores and tasks which she, Sandra, decried as childish rather than constructive. Soon they were spending their time sunbathing and chatting, about a whole range of subjects. And, though Sandy was only a few weeks older than either girl, she was way ahead of them in terms of world experience.

She talked about boys and drinking and partying and all sorts of things neither Gillian nor Elizabeth had ever really experienced. Then their new friend started talking about things like kissing with them… and sex…! Of course both Gill and Beth knew about them, they were schooled in the Noughties after all, but they’d only ever kissed a handful of boys, most often in a chaste, cousin-under-the-mistletoe manner. Sandy was talking about full on French kissing, and even sex!

So the blond had done what any good friend would do. She’d started giving Gillian, then Elizabeth, kissing lessons. And a bit about flirting. Even some stuff on foreplay and arousing oneself…! Both Gill and Beth had found the experience intoxicating, and the process of learning had been extremely pleasant. They’d got so far as kissing each other and even touching one another’s breasts! It was very exciting.

In fact, they’d started practicing when Sandra wasn’t around, or when they thought they weren’t being seen or even, one night just a few days ago, with Gillian getting into Elizabeth’s bed and sharing a series of long kisses with the beautiful brunette. There was something intoxicating about the whole thing and they loved doing it… although the consideration of what other people, society even, might think of their behaviour hadn’t intruded on their thinking.

Thus, as they paddled down the river, with its fast but gentle current, Gill and Beth weren’t that mad at each other. In fact, Gillian was finding herself constantly looking over her shoulder at her friend, whose firm, medium sized breasts with their small, pointed nipples were clearly visible through the sodden fabric of her T shirt. Elizabeth was also thinking about Gill’s body, seeing it sat right in front of her in tiny shorts and a soaked top. Finally, aware that her furtive looks over her shoulder were not subtle in the least, Gillian put down her oar and cautiously moved back to sit beside Elizabeth in the centre of the boat.

“Hey,” said Beth.

“Hey,” replied Gill as she sat down deliberately close to her friend, their bare thighs touching, “I’m sorry I pulled you in to the water,” she added. The Iranian-American smiled.

“I’m sorry I made you fall in!” They both laughed and Gillian opened her arms wide for a hug. Elizabeth embraced her friend, putting her head on the Korean girl’s shoulder while their chests pushed against one another. They held the pose for a few long moments, longer than a make-up hug would usually last. Finally it was Gill who pulled away, feeling her friend shaking against her.

“Are you cold, Beth?” she asked. With her teeth starting to chatter, the dark skinned beauty found she could only nod. Yes she was cold, but the goose bumps on her skin and the feeling in her stomach were not just because of the chilly water.

“We should lie down together,” suggested Gillian, “To try and keep warm.” Elizabeth felt her stomach heave at that, but she quickly nodded. They removed a couple of seats from the canoe and used them to make a relatively comfortable bed in the dry centre of the craft. A couple of spare towels, given by Katy and Ali, offered a bit of increased comfort while their own towels, which had been drying in the warm sun and medium strength breeze, they used as pillows.

The two girls lay down, locked in each others’ arms. The half an hour they’d shared in bed just a few nights before had caused a major change in their relationship they were still coming to terms with. It had felt so right to lie on top of each other and kiss and even touch… Now, as they lay in the hollow of their boat, they looked into each others’ eyes and waited for the other girl to make the first move. Elizabeth did.

Slowly, shifting herself slightly, she brought her body closer to Gillian’s, so that their breasts were touching and their faces were a few inches apart. Then, without so much as a cursory ‘Shall we do some kissing practice?’ she brushed her lips against her friend’s, who responded by opening her mouth and sucking at her friend’s lower lip. Within seconds they were locked in a passionate kiss, using all the techniques Sandy had been patiently teaching them.

Only this time, away from everyone, with no fear of discovery, they didn’t stop after a few minutes, or even twenty minutes. After half an hour, they were still kissing each other full on and Gillian, who was probably the more adventurous one after being under Sandy’s influence a little longer, began sneaking her hands under Elizabeth’s top.

Her friend didn’t stop her. In fact, she waited till Gill had taken a hold of one firm, juicy breast to pull away slightly and start to ease her T shirt over her neck. The young Asian woman looked on in shock mixed with desire. They had never done anything quite like this before, though Sandy had been suggesting they should for the past week. She pulled away slightly, to look at her friend.

Elizabeth’s body was flawless. Her maternal grandparents had been from Iran but had left for America many years ago when their Christianity became a major problem in their home country. Her mother had been brought up American and had become an incredibly beautiful woman. She had married a handsome, prosperous American man and together they produced three exceptionally bright, intelligent and attractive children. Beth was the second.

She was only 5”5, the same height as Gillian, but a little fuller figured with long, curvy brown hair and an oval, perfectly proportioned face. Like Gill she was only recently eighteen, had developed late and therefore was unused to her new body and the demands it was making. But the recent time with Sandy, combined with her ever growing infatuation with Gillian, meant she was finally coming to terms with her sexual desire.

Reaching up, she took her friend’s head in her hands, and pulled the Asian girl towards her breast. Gill took the hardened nipple into her mouth and began to tease it with her tongue, just like Sandy had taught her to. Beth could only gasp at the sensation, and reach round towards Gillian’s perfect ass to cup it and squeeze.

Whereas Elizabeth was curvy, Gill was lean. She was also the product of a mixed marriage, though it had been her father who came from Korea. He’d risen through the ranks of his company to become a successful business man and had been moved to America when his company was amalgamated with a US conglomerate. He married the woman who’d been tasked with the takeover.

They’d had four children, but three of them were already married with kids of their own. Gillian had come on rather late in the day and had always been the baby of the family, meaning she was much loved but was overly protected as well. Applying to an out of town university and joining the sorority had been one of her few rebellions against her parents’ wishes, but they’d accepted them both knowing that the college had an exceptionally high standard of education and assuming that a sorority was the best place to protect their girl… Oh how wrong they were!

Growing up she’d always been a bit of a tomboy, until around her 16th birthday when she’d properly started to grow out. At that point she’d begun leaving her hair a little longer and wearing more feminine clothes and even some makeup. But she’d seldom been allowed even to talk to boys, let alone flirt with them, and her father would go bananas if he thought his little girl was kissing any of them!

Like Beth she was nigh on flawless, her eyes round and green but her skin dark and tanned. Her boyish existence had involved plenty of sport, giving her long, gorgeous legs and a firm, pert ass that just begged to be squeezed, like Elizabeth was doing… Gillian squirmed against her friend’s fingers as she sucked on the brunette’s nipple, feeling the same extraordinary sensations building up inside of her as had developed over the previous few weeks.

Moving back slightly, she looked into Beth’s beautiful eyes for a moment before kissing her friend lightly on the lips and reaching round to remove her own T shirt and continue where they’d left off those few nights before. It was as she shifted herself up to do so that she looked over the edge of the boat and saw, to her horror that they were already at the sorority summer house!

“Beth!” she squealed, “We’re back!” Grabbing an oar, she began feverishly paddling against the current. Putting her T shirt back on, Elizabeth joined her. They managed to get back relatively easily, though both girls were more than aware that they could’ve drifted for hours in each others’ arms if they hadn’t luckily seen the camp…!

Once the boat was tied up they headed back to their hut, which they shared with Katy, Ali, Sandy and, annoyingly, Rebecca, who they both disliked because Sandra disliked her. They walked up to the door of the camp and made to go inside. Only it was locked! Surprised, they tried the handle again, rattling it repeatedly, before going round to look through the window… The door opened.

“Gillian! Elizabeth!” exclaimed Rebecca in some surprise, “What are you two doing here?” She was dressed in an incredibly skimpy white bikini that was little more than string and postage stamps! Beth and Gill goggled in shock at their sexy senior for a moment before replying.

“We fell into the river so we took our canoe back here in order to pick up some fresh clothes,” explained Beth.

“Really?” choked Rebecca, who seemed curiously on edge, “Does Martha know you’ve done this?” For the first time the two girls considered the camp leader. Gill reacted first.

“I’m sure Katy and Ali will tell her,” she offered, “They were just behind us when we headed back, I’m not quite sure how we missed them.”

“You probably when the wrong way around the island,” suggested Rebecca, remembering the layout well, “Not to worry. You’re here now so you might as well get some clothes and head back out.”

“Huh?” asked Beth. Gillian was rather more phlegmatic.

“You expect us to row all the way back up the river?” she demanded, “Given it takes four hours? The others will be heading back by the time we get there.” Rebecca seemed to consider this for a moment, frowning.

“Very well,” she snapped irritably, “I suppose you two should stay here then. I’ll get some lunch from the fridge.” The two girls accepted that and went into their room. They were surprised to see that Sandy’s bed, the back of which was against a wall but the sides being between two other beds, was in a real mess, with bikinis and towels in a pile beside it, despite the fact they’d made it for her that morning as they always did. All the other beds were pristine. At that moment the sound of the lavatory flushing made them turn towards the bathroom. Sandy emerged, wearing her dressing gown. She saw her two friends.

“Hey guys,” she said brightly, “I heard that you had a bit of a spill?” Beth nodded as Gill tetchily began undressing in order to have a shower and wash the river water out of her hair.

“We fell in trying to tie the boat to the jetty,” explained the brunette, “So we came back to get some fresh clothes. You know how Gill hates getting wet!”

“Yeah, I do!” laughed Sandy, “You do hate water don’t you Gill!” She moved forwards and laughingly dug her fingers gently into Gillian’s sides, causing the Asian girl to yelp.

“Ooh, are you ticklish?” enquired Sandy with some amusement… and with a slightly breathless quality to her voice neither of the other girls noticed.

“Yes!” exclaimed Gill. Sandy smiled before turning towards Beth and reaching forwards for a similar tickle attack.

“YEEP!” squealed the brunette, “Quit it Sandy, I hate being tickled.”

“Fair enough,” said the blond, before grabbing a fresh swim suit out of her draw and, quite by accident, kicking the pile of clothes besides her bed underneath it.

“I’m just going to change into this,” she explained, “Rebecca and I are going for a swim if you’re interested.”

“You and Rebecca?” observed Beth doubtfully. Sandy smiled.

“Sure, she’s cool,” she said, “We’ve been hanging out this morning. I’ve really come to know a side to her I didn’t see before.” Both other girls were surprised by this turn of events, but immediately felt their emotions towards Rebecca lighten considerably. After all if Sandy said she was cool… The blond went in to the bathroom to change into her swimwear but also to clean up the stickiness all over her thighs from the lovemaking her and Rebecca had recently finished when Gill and Beth arrived!

The two girls decided a swim wasn’t a bad idea at all and quickly changed into their bikinis. They could hear Sandy in the shower, and Rebecca had gone out to get some lunch. They looked at each other… Gill wearing a luminous blue number while Beth was in a pink combination. Almost without realising it they were in each others’ arms, their tongues fighting a loving battle while their firm young bodies pushed hard against one another. Just then they heard Rebecca walking into the hut with a plate of sandwiches. They pulled away guiltily but the senior didn’t seem to notice.

What they didn’t know was that she’d actually got the plate earlier, for her and Sandy, but they’d got… distracted, while sitting outside the hut in the sun. So she’d just waited when supposedly off finding food and had seen quite a little show… from the two sexy young women undressing, to their modelling fairly conservative, but nonetheless revealing bikinis, to their passionate kissing!

Sandy had mentioned, while under hypnosis, what she’d been doing with the two other girls and now Rebecca realised quite how far the blond had pushed them! She felt her body reacting at the thought… and they were ticklish! Yet another damp bit of arousal was pushing through, slightly soaking her skimpy white bikini bottoms, while her nipples began jutting against the thin fabric of her top.

Both the other girls were similarly overtly aroused, though they didn’t realise it. They were soon about to…! Rebecca strolled in to the room, put the sandwiches down on a table, placed an arm around the two of them and began to whisper in their ears… It was a naughty, nefarious plan that they each seemed very intrigued by, especially after Sandy had poked them in the ribs…!

“Hey guys,” Rebecca breathed quietly, “Why don’t we have some fun with Sandy?”

“Huh?” replied Beth in some surprise, “What do you mean Becky?” Rebecca smiled devilishly.

“Well she and I have been talking,” she explained, “And she mentioned that she’s really ticklish! I was wondering if you two want to help me confirm it…?” Both girls seemed shocked by this, but quickly Rebecca saw the fires of arousal start to burn in their eyes, as well as the devilish desire to put one over their dominant friend.

“Ok!” Gillian agreed, quickly followed by Elizabeth.

“Excellent,” smiled Rebecca, “Here’s what we’re going to do…”

* * *

Their prey emerged from the shower unaware of what had happened. She was wearing, well… little more than nothing! It made Rebecca’s ensemble look positively conservative. Sandy made sure she was always well groomed and now the others knew it! The black bikini had quite a bit of material to it, but it was mostly thread.

The darker skin of the blonde’s areolas were visible and the large, pointed nipples were poking through the top, while a tiny patch of material, laced together by string, barely covered her pelvis. It would’ve been banned instantly in any sort of public place. Here, with two girls who she’d all but seduced and another young woman she had already made love to six times that day, it was still extremely revealing! Sandy saw the other three girls gawking at her from her bed.

“Hey guys!” she called, “Never seen a designer bikini before?”

“Not quite like that!” admitted Rebecca before changing her voice from shocked to cool, “We had actually finished putting sun cream on each other. Wouldn’t you like some?”

“Oh I’m ok,” smiled Sandy, “I never burn.”

“Would you do it for me?” replied Rebecca, pouting theatrically, “Pretty please…?” Even had she not been hypnotised to love the redhead, that look would’ve got Sandy excited. As it was she found herself flat on her back nigh on instantly. Immediately the three girls began rubbing the cream over her body, or at least… they began rubbing their hands on her body. They didn’t feel like they had any lotion on them! Rebecca was working the tummy, causing Sandy to have to try hard not to laugh, while Gill and Beth had taken an arm each. They seemed to be doing something to her wrists… what the!?!

“Hey!” shouted Sandy, realising she’d been duped, “You’ve tied up my arms!” Seconds later her legs were bound too.

“Ok girls!” cried Rebecca, “Pick a side and start tickling!” Before Sandy could so much as call out, Gill started digging into her armpits while Beth began running her fingers up and down the blonde’s toes!

“NUHAHAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAAA!” squealed Sandy, “STUOPPPPP… NUOOOOHHHHH!” Rebecca held back from the tickling at first. Instead she offered a few hints to her newest protégés.

“Why don’t you put one hand in her armpit, the other on her feet?”
“Try goosing your fingers down her sides like this…”
“Don’t be afraid to try some unusual areas like the neck, Sandy’s pretty ticklish all over!”
“Have a tickle of her thighs. See how much she likes it!”

The two young ticklers listened to the suggestions and quickly learnt that tickling a gorgeous blond can be truly wonderful entertainment! Sandy was bucking and screaming and laughing and cursing and they loved it, every second! It was clear to Rebecca that they were lusting after it too. Damp spots were growing on both Beth and Gill’s bikini bottoms while their nipples were thrusting through their tops. Similarly their faces showed how enamoured they were of their new activity, a look of furious concentration married with extreme arousal!

Moving over to Gillian, Rebecca began to play her hands over the Asian girl’s body. She initially stiffened, but quickly gave in to the skilled ministrations, as her nipples were tweaked and pussy was stroked. Rebecca stopped after a few moments and went over to Beth, much to Gill’s disappointment and surprise. The brunette was even easier to arouse and stopped tickling altogether.

“Don’t stop,” instructed Rebecca, “Sandy is almost ready for the final stage.” Sure enough the blond was rapidly entering a state of ticklish nirvana. Her body, already hyper-stimulated that day, was quick to arouse thanks to the hypnosis and a massive orgasm was building inside of her. Rebecca quickly removed both Gill and Beth’s bikinis, stripping them with practiced ease. Neither girl seemed remotely ashamed as they kept tickling away. Rebecca was very pleased. Finally she made her final suggestions.

“Move on top of her legs, straddling them with your pussies,” she told them. They obeyed instantly, moving their naked bodies on top of their friend as they tickled the now soundless girl.

“Drop your mouths to her nipples,” said Rebecca, “And suckle them like she taught you. Don’t forget to keep your fingers tickling her armpits and keep rubbing your pussies on her legs.” The fresh stimulation caused Sandy to buck and pant. Her students had clearing been practicing her teachings without her knowing! They were also fast approaching their first ever orgasms, the erotically charged situation stimulating them in ways they’d never imagined!

“Now drop your fingers,” continued Rebecca, “Play with her pussy…” Neither girl hesitated a moment. They were riding Sandy with their pussies, their breasts pressed tight against her body while the sucked her nipples and tickled her armpits and pussy. The blond had no defence against such stimulation. She started to cum, the gasps of agonising joy breaking through her mouth as her eyes fluttered and her mind exploded in fireworks.

“Keep going!” concluded Rebecca, only now she got onto the bed, between Sandy’s legs, and extended a hand out to rub against Gill and Beth’s pussies from behind. Her fingers flicked through and provided the final stimulation for both girls to achieve furious orgasms. They eventually collapsed against the almost unconscious Sandy. Happy her work had been done, Rebecca moved away and pulled out her necklace.

“Move off Sandy and kneel on either side of the bed facing her,” she instructed. Neither Gill nor Beth disagreed. They’d been obeying everything Rebecca said for the past few minutes. They weren’t about to stop now.

“I’m going to hypnotise her,” Rebecca explained, “Else she’ll be really pissed at us! I’ll just make her forget what happened, ok?” Both girls were slightly shocked at that, but they could accept that Sandy would be livid with them, so they agreed.

“Good,” said Rebecca, and began her induction, “Just look at the jewel, at the very bright jewel… it’s so sparkly and beautiful, dangling before you, and you’re so tired after all that tickling and all those orgasms… you’re very tired… and you’re looking at a hypnotic gem and you’re letting me hypnotise you… just feeling your eyes get so very heavy… so heavy… it’s getting so hard to keep them open… you’re so tired, after all that tickling… so tired, after all those orgasms… your body is tired, your mind is tired… you’re feeling so tired… so hypnotised… you’re becoming completely hypnotised, your eyes are so very heavy… they’re slowly shutting… slowly closing… when they do you will be hypnotised… fast asleep… hypnotised… you’re hypnotised… just close your eyes and allow yourself to become… hypnotised… Are you hypnotised? Say yes if you are?”

“Yes…”
“Yes…”
“Yes…”

“Yes!” exclaimed Rebecca quietly to herself. Sandy had absolutely no defence against the hypnosis and was already severely aroused again by falling under, but to catch Gillian and Elizabeth too, at the same time. Her non-specific instructions had cleverly caught them both. Now they were hers to mould. She worked quickly, making them every bit as sexually charged by tickling and hypnosis as Sandy was, and Rebecca herself. Soon she brought all three of them out of their trance, though not before getting them to redress in the bikinis. Slowly the three young women came to. They saw Rebecca, flat on her back, lying on Sandy’s soiled bed.

“Get her!” shouted Sandy suddenly. To Rebecca’s horror the three girls immediately leapt at her with their tickling fingers and began to tickle the life out of her! She didn’t realise it, but her instructions had been too effective! She tried to call out some control phrases, make the others fall asleep, but they were tickling her too hard.

“HAAAHAHAHAHAAHAAASSSSANDDDDDDYYYY SSLEEEEAAAPPP!” she wailed, “PLEEEEEESSEEEE SLEEEEEPPPPP!” But ‘Sleeeeep’ wasn’t a code phrase any of the girls recognised. Before long, Rebecca’s ticklee libido had taken her completely. She gave herself to the horrifyingly competent fingers of her recent victims and allowed herself to be tickled repeatedly to orgasm. It was only then, when she was tied up, that she realised the extent of her predicament… Sandy had her necklace!

“So you like to tickle people?” wondered the blond, “And hypnotise them too? How delightful!” She began swinging the gem right over Rebecca’s eyes.

“I know that you’re erotically ticklish,” she stated, as the redhead desperately tried and failed to control her own susceptibility to entrancement, “Are you easily hypnotised too…? Why don’t you just focus on the gem, let your eyes slowly shut and become… hypnotised…” Rebecca submitted almost immediately.

When she awoke, it was to a world of tickling, hypnosis and love. Sandy, Gill and Beth all took it in turns to tickle their senior, hypnotise her and make her orgasm. Finally, when it became abundantly that she had totally submitted, they let her go and tied up first Gillian, then Elizabeth. The two naïve eighteen year old had seen how powerful the hypnosis and tickling combination could be. They could not resist it. And, when Katy and Ali eventually turned up, they too got ensnared in the web. The rest of the summer was spent with all six girls regularly bunking off the group activities. They still got plenty exercise though!

THE END

 

[jj82277]

Welcome to the war

hats off. this is a fresh longer more indepth look at the world of sorority tickling. the concept of coes mingling around the fire with feathers is sometimes portrayed in an overly trite fashion, but i love the detail and depth that you went into creating this piece. it is a travesty that it took 500 views for someone to take their hat off and comment on this. anyone who takes the time to put something like this together they deserve feedback. hats off to you again man.

JJ.

 

[J Unit]

Mother of God.... I can't find words to express my feelings towards this story.

 

[syella_corp]

this is one of masterpiece.

would u please take my request story ????

 

[love feet]

very nice

 

[AngelGrl82]

mmm hot and adventerous!!!!! that was great