Madam Tickles
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The sun was rising over the mountains and the sky was clear and a deep blue. the wind was warm, but still pleseant. Rivka opened her eyes slowly and sat up . She stretched her naked body, arching her back slightly, her firm breasts jiggling lightly . She pushed the covers aside and grabbed her robe and walked into the kitchen for coffee and a light breakfast.
As she waited for the coffee maker to finish, she absently looked out the window at the beach. Her thoughts drifted to the market place yesterday. She was getting a few groceries for a quick dinner when she saw a slendar woman with long, flowing brown hair. Rivka became immediately curious about this woman. She walked behind her just enough to that she wouldn't be detected.
This woman was with another woman, younger and a bit playful. The two looked at some vegitables. They whispered something to each other and then the younger woman slid her arm around the older woman's waist and gave her a goose in the lower ribs.
The other woman giggled and immediately twisted away from her. "Stop it!" she exclaimed. "You know how ticklish I am!" Then the two laughed and went on their way.
Rivka just stood there, transfixed by the goose to the woman's ribs. Then she smiled to herself and walked back to her scooter and rode home.
Rivka's daydream was interupted by the coffee maker's loud alarm screetching, letting her know that the coffee was ready. She drank her coffee, had her breakfast in a leisurely manner and showerd. As the water beat down on her perfect, tanned body, she couldn't get this woman out of her mind. All she could think about was meeting her and bringing her bck to her lair to play with her and see how ticklish she was.
As she went out for a walk on the beach, Rivka watched to see if she could find this mystery woman. As the sun was moving higher in the sky, Rivka spread out her blanket and sat down on it to rest and read a bit.
About an hour had passed, Rivka was deep into her book when an unfamiliar voice brought her back to reality. "Hey! I'm reading the same book! How do you like it?" Rivka looked up to see whose voice that was. She smiled when she saw that it was the woman from the market.
"I'm enjoying it very much.. especially the torture of the female spy." The woman smiled. "Yes .. When I read that, I couldn't stop squirming in my chair. I had to put the book down for a time until I settled myself."
Rivka smiled and thought to herself, "Squirming in her chair can mean only one thing!" Rivka patted on the blanket. "Come.. do join me for a glass of wine."
The woman smiled and sat down. "I'm Zayna. I'm your neighbor, actually. right next store to you." Rivka poured a glass of sweet white wine and offered it to Zayna. "I'm Rivka. I thought I heard giggling a few nights ago. Was that you?" Rivka knew full well it was her, but was being coy.
Zayna sipped the wine and laughed. "Yes that giggling was me. My friend was giving me a massage and she hit a few ah.. "Sensitive spots".. very sensitive spots."
Rivka smiled. "You mean ticklish spots! Is that why you were squirming as you read the torture scene in the book?" Zayna shifted uncomfortably on the blanket, then looked all around, her face flushing bright red.
Rivka laughed. "Don't worry. your secret is safe with me.. Besides.. being ticklish is a natural part of life. Most people are, but don't cultivate their ticklishness.. Rather they try hard to loose it, hide it. It's actually quite healthy to be ticklish. the laughter brings stress down and create endorphins.. or a natural high."
Zayna smiled slightly as Rivka talked to her. Rivka noticed how uncomfortable Zayna had become when they talked about being ticklish.
"You must be highly ticklish. you seem not to be able to handle just talking about tickling. Do tell me more." Zayna looked down at the blanket, then she spoke. "You have no idea how ticklish I am. Even seeing tickling on TV to in the movie, I shudder, shiver and squirm at the slightest mention of tickling.
You seem to know alot about tickling, though. Are you fascinated by it!"
Rivka smiled. "I better be fascinated by tickling... You see I am a Tickling Therapist. I help clients embrace their ticklishness. I have a "tickling studio" in my home for my clients sessions. The studio is sound proofed because some of my clients are loud when I am tickling them."
Zayna finished her wine and sat and looked out at the clear, greenish water.
Rivka watched Zayna for a bit. "I can help you ... with you know... accepting and embracing how ticklish you are." Rivka sat back and waited for Zayna to make the next move.
Zayna thought about it, then nodded. "OK... I've always been uncomfortable with how ticklish I am. I even giggle when someone accidental touches me at work or in the grocery store."
Rivka smiled. "Wonderful. come on with me and have some dinner and I can give you your first "session"!" Zayna accepted nervously and walked back with Rivka.
End Part 1
Part 2
Paradise Island Part 2 The First Session F/F
When the two women entered Rivka's home, Zayna was immediately comforted by the subtle colors on the walls. Soothing tones of blues. Rivka took her to the "Tickling Studio" for her first session. In the studio was a set of stocks, feathers arraigned in vases, photos on the walls of people being tickled. In the middle of the room was a pile of large, over sized pillows and a set of rings hanging from the ceiling. On the small oak tables, their were ropes for bondage and brushes of all kinds
Rivka looked at Zayna. "Well...What do you think?" Zayna giggled. "All these things in the room makes me feel awfully ticklish!!" "Good! That is just the atmosphere I want the room to project. Now you will have to take off your top for this first session."
Hesitantly, Zayna removed her silk blouse and bra and folded them . Then she sat down on one of the over sized pillows. "W-what are you going to do to me?" she asked nervously and with a fair amount of giddiness.
Rivka locked the door and removed her top as well and took a feather and a soft brush and set them on the floor next to Zayna. Then she whispered gently in Zayna's ear.."I want t you to close your eyes and clear your mind of everything except of how ticklish you are. Whatever you feel on your bare back, just be calm and let your laughter come."
Zayna nodded her head and then replied, "M-my ba-back is s-s-so tic-tic-ticklish!" Rivka whispered, "Yes I know.... I know how ticklish you back is!"
Then she took the goose feather and began slow, deliberate strokes up and down Zayna's back. Shocked by the feel of the feather on her cool, ticklish skin, Zayna began giggling and wiggling her back to avoid the feather's teasing touch. Rivka kept up the teasing strokes of the feather moving the tip closer and closer to the edges of Zayna's ribs. Soon she had Zayna laughing hard and wiggling madly, begging for the tickling to stop.
Rivkah began verbal teasing.. "How ticklish your back is my darling! Feel my feather on your soft skin..." Zayna only laughed louder and pleaded harder,"PLEASE! STOP IT!!! STOP TICKLING ME!!!!! OH PLEASE STOP!!!!"
Rivka only laughed and slipped the feather's playful tip along the edges of Zayna's armpits, making the poor girl jump and twist around. Rivka was going to go immediately to tickling her with the brush, but she noticed how erect and engorged Zayna's nipples were.
Rivka stopped the feather tickling and let Zayna catch her breath. Zayna's chest heaved up and down as she gasped for air between giggles.
Rivka laid Zayna down on the pillows and smiled at her as she straddled her and took the feather in her hand again. Zayna knew immediately where the feather was going next and plead fervently," PLEASE!!! NOT THERE...NO.. NOT THERE!!! I'M TOO TICKLISH THERE !! I'LL DIE !!!!"
Rivka laughed and took the feather and began tickling along the edges of Zayna's firm breasts causing laughter to flow out of Zayna like water bubbling up from a spring. Zayna thrashed back and for, trying to avoid the feather, but Rivka held her down fast and swirled that goose feather with the expertise of a "swordsman".
Then she drew the feather's tip around each, ticklish nipple....Zayna squealed and bucked as the feather found it's ticklish mark. Rivka swirled the feather's tip around each nipple, then flicked the feather's tip around and over her nipples. Then Rivka set the feather down and picked up a feather duster mixed with strands of silk threads, which were good for highly ticklish skin.
Zayna's eyes grew wide as saucers when she sea the size.of the tickle duster. She started to shake her head side to side and began pleading for the tickling to stop. Rivka laughed and replied, "I'm just getting started my darling!" Then she began slowly swirling the feather and silk duster across Zayna's chest, breasts and nipples then swirl the duster over belly. Zayna bucked violently as Rivka just kept tickling her.
"Don't fight it my darling! Let your ticklish nature over take you. Listen to only my voice as I guide you to your ticklish destiny. Zayna thrashed and bucked as Rivka kept tickling her. When Rivka felt Zayna's body shuddering, near climax, she stopped and let the woman up. Rivka sat next to Zayna and began a traditional massage to calm Zayna. "How did you like your first session?" Zayna listened, then turned red and giggled lightly as she admitted to liking her first session more than she thought she would. Rivka sined and looked gently in Zayna's eyes. "You have the run of my house. Stay as long as you like. As for me, I am going to shower and rest up .
Zayna relaxed on the sofa. she could hear the water running in Rivka's bathroom. Zayna smiled as she thought.. "What if I turned the tables. The more she kept thinking about it,the more she liked it.When she heard the water had stopped, she began to the wandering around the house to find Rivka. Rivka sat at her dressing table clothed only in a silk robe which was open. she was brushing her hair. Zayna quietly crept into the room and stood behind Rivka. Rivka aw her come in through the mirror. "Feeling more composed?" she asked. Zayna smiled deviously. "Quite fit and fine! Zayna slid her hands down Rivka's arms and bent her head close to her ears. "I wonder my dear... are you ticklish?"
End Part 2
Part 3 Turned Tables F/F (Explicit)
Rivka turned and looked at Zayna with a devilish smile. "Why yes... I am .. ticklish. Would you like to see just how... ticklish ... I .. am? I usually save this for the second session, but you seem to be ready." Zayna smiled as Rivka stood up and dropped her robe, showing her tanned and muscular body.. all of it very... very... ticklish.... ! The two women went into Rivka's bedroom where the bed was already made up for bondage and tickling.
Zayna looked around and said, "You have everything ready.. were you expecting me to want to tickle you?" Rivka smiled. "Yes... my darling. I have wanted you to tickle me from the first time I saw you wiht your friend in the market. that's how I knew you were ticklish. That little goose to your ribs gave you away!"
Zayna laughed. "Yes.. my ticklishness has always been "in the way". So... Are there any rules I need to know about before I start tickling you?" Rivka smiled. She liked how forward Zayna was about tickling and wondered if she was the dominant in her friendship wiht the other woman. "You may tickle me anywhere you like.. In any manner you like.. but I do insist on a safe word as I am highly ticklish. My safe word is "Feathers". You may tickle me to orgasm if you are a skilled tickler, however.. I think turn about is fair play.. So if i cum, so will I tickle you to cumming!"
Rivka laid down on the bed and slipped her wrists into the cuffs on the headboard. Then she did the same wiht her ankles. Zayna slid down on the edge of the bed next to Rivka's upper body and began a slow rib tickle. Rivka bit her lip as she endured Zayna's fingers along her ticklish ribcage. Perspiration droplets formed along her upper lip as she tried not to giggle or squirm. As Zayna kneaded each rib wiht a firmer, more tickling touch, Rivka felt her resolve weakening until giggles began bubbling up from the pit of her belly. Soon Zayna had Rivka giggling and thrashing about on the bed.
"I wonder where you're the most ticklish!" She teased, making Rivka laugh even harder. Then Zayna took a goose feather out and lifted up Rivka's breasts. She began tickling her breast line,sending Rivka into a near hysterical state of laughter. Rivka felt herself becoming aroused by the feather's touch along her breast line. Zayna could see how aroused Rivka was getting and ran her nails over Rivka's shave pubic patch. Rivka was extremely ticklish after shaving and bucked wildly, her womanhood pulsing and burning with a ticklish sensation.
Zayna felt herself becoming aroused as well and kept tickling Rivka's womanhood first with a feather, then wiht a vibrating tickler she found in the basket. When she began tickling Rivka wiht the vibrator, Rivka began bucking and arching her body, moaning a nd giggling at the same time. Rivka's private parts were her most ticklish asset and once Zayna found this out, she exploited the ticklishness devilishly until Rivka arched her body high off the bed and then she let out a fear pitched scream and slammed her body down on the bed, giggling and laughing from the lingering tickling sensations she was feeling.
As she waited for the coffee maker to finish, she absently looked out the window at the beach. Her thoughts drifted to the market place yesterday. She was getting a few groceries for a quick dinner when she saw a slendar woman with long, flowing brown hair. Rivka became immediately curious about this woman. She walked behind her just enough to that she wouldn't be detected.
This woman was with another woman, younger and a bit playful. The two looked at some vegitables. They whispered something to each other and then the younger woman slid her arm around the older woman's waist and gave her a goose in the lower ribs.
The other woman giggled and immediately twisted away from her. "Stop it!" she exclaimed. "You know how ticklish I am!" Then the two laughed and went on their way.
Rivka just stood there, transfixed by the goose to the woman's ribs. Then she smiled to herself and walked back to her scooter and rode home.
Rivka's daydream was interupted by the coffee maker's loud alarm screetching, letting her know that the coffee was ready. She drank her coffee, had her breakfast in a leisurely manner and showerd. As the water beat down on her perfect, tanned body, she couldn't get this woman out of her mind. All she could think about was meeting her and bringing her bck to her lair to play with her and see how ticklish she was.
As she went out for a walk on the beach, Rivka watched to see if she could find this mystery woman. As the sun was moving higher in the sky, Rivka spread out her blanket and sat down on it to rest and read a bit.
About an hour had passed, Rivka was deep into her book when an unfamiliar voice brought her back to reality. "Hey! I'm reading the same book! How do you like it?" Rivka looked up to see whose voice that was. She smiled when she saw that it was the woman from the market.
"I'm enjoying it very much.. especially the torture of the female spy." The woman smiled. "Yes .. When I read that, I couldn't stop squirming in my chair. I had to put the book down for a time until I settled myself."
Rivka smiled and thought to herself, "Squirming in her chair can mean only one thing!" Rivka patted on the blanket. "Come.. do join me for a glass of wine."
The woman smiled and sat down. "I'm Zayna. I'm your neighbor, actually. right next store to you." Rivka poured a glass of sweet white wine and offered it to Zayna. "I'm Rivka. I thought I heard giggling a few nights ago. Was that you?" Rivka knew full well it was her, but was being coy.
Zayna sipped the wine and laughed. "Yes that giggling was me. My friend was giving me a massage and she hit a few ah.. "Sensitive spots".. very sensitive spots."
Rivka smiled. "You mean ticklish spots! Is that why you were squirming as you read the torture scene in the book?" Zayna shifted uncomfortably on the blanket, then looked all around, her face flushing bright red.
Rivka laughed. "Don't worry. your secret is safe with me.. Besides.. being ticklish is a natural part of life. Most people are, but don't cultivate their ticklishness.. Rather they try hard to loose it, hide it. It's actually quite healthy to be ticklish. the laughter brings stress down and create endorphins.. or a natural high."
Zayna smiled slightly as Rivka talked to her. Rivka noticed how uncomfortable Zayna had become when they talked about being ticklish.
"You must be highly ticklish. you seem not to be able to handle just talking about tickling. Do tell me more." Zayna looked down at the blanket, then she spoke. "You have no idea how ticklish I am. Even seeing tickling on TV to in the movie, I shudder, shiver and squirm at the slightest mention of tickling.
You seem to know alot about tickling, though. Are you fascinated by it!"
Rivka smiled. "I better be fascinated by tickling... You see I am a Tickling Therapist. I help clients embrace their ticklishness. I have a "tickling studio" in my home for my clients sessions. The studio is sound proofed because some of my clients are loud when I am tickling them."
Zayna finished her wine and sat and looked out at the clear, greenish water.
Rivka watched Zayna for a bit. "I can help you ... with you know... accepting and embracing how ticklish you are." Rivka sat back and waited for Zayna to make the next move.
Zayna thought about it, then nodded. "OK... I've always been uncomfortable with how ticklish I am. I even giggle when someone accidental touches me at work or in the grocery store."
Rivka smiled. "Wonderful. come on with me and have some dinner and I can give you your first "session"!" Zayna accepted nervously and walked back with Rivka.
End Part 1
Part 2
Paradise Island Part 2 The First Session F/F
When the two women entered Rivka's home, Zayna was immediately comforted by the subtle colors on the walls. Soothing tones of blues. Rivka took her to the "Tickling Studio" for her first session. In the studio was a set of stocks, feathers arraigned in vases, photos on the walls of people being tickled. In the middle of the room was a pile of large, over sized pillows and a set of rings hanging from the ceiling. On the small oak tables, their were ropes for bondage and brushes of all kinds
Rivka looked at Zayna. "Well...What do you think?" Zayna giggled. "All these things in the room makes me feel awfully ticklish!!" "Good! That is just the atmosphere I want the room to project. Now you will have to take off your top for this first session."
Hesitantly, Zayna removed her silk blouse and bra and folded them . Then she sat down on one of the over sized pillows. "W-what are you going to do to me?" she asked nervously and with a fair amount of giddiness.
Rivka locked the door and removed her top as well and took a feather and a soft brush and set them on the floor next to Zayna. Then she whispered gently in Zayna's ear.."I want t you to close your eyes and clear your mind of everything except of how ticklish you are. Whatever you feel on your bare back, just be calm and let your laughter come."
Zayna nodded her head and then replied, "M-my ba-back is s-s-so tic-tic-ticklish!" Rivka whispered, "Yes I know.... I know how ticklish you back is!"
Then she took the goose feather and began slow, deliberate strokes up and down Zayna's back. Shocked by the feel of the feather on her cool, ticklish skin, Zayna began giggling and wiggling her back to avoid the feather's teasing touch. Rivka kept up the teasing strokes of the feather moving the tip closer and closer to the edges of Zayna's ribs. Soon she had Zayna laughing hard and wiggling madly, begging for the tickling to stop.
Rivkah began verbal teasing.. "How ticklish your back is my darling! Feel my feather on your soft skin..." Zayna only laughed louder and pleaded harder,"PLEASE! STOP IT!!! STOP TICKLING ME!!!!! OH PLEASE STOP!!!!"
Rivka only laughed and slipped the feather's playful tip along the edges of Zayna's armpits, making the poor girl jump and twist around. Rivka was going to go immediately to tickling her with the brush, but she noticed how erect and engorged Zayna's nipples were.
Rivka stopped the feather tickling and let Zayna catch her breath. Zayna's chest heaved up and down as she gasped for air between giggles.
Rivka laid Zayna down on the pillows and smiled at her as she straddled her and took the feather in her hand again. Zayna knew immediately where the feather was going next and plead fervently," PLEASE!!! NOT THERE...NO.. NOT THERE!!! I'M TOO TICKLISH THERE !! I'LL DIE !!!!"
Rivka laughed and took the feather and began tickling along the edges of Zayna's firm breasts causing laughter to flow out of Zayna like water bubbling up from a spring. Zayna thrashed back and for, trying to avoid the feather, but Rivka held her down fast and swirled that goose feather with the expertise of a "swordsman".
Then she drew the feather's tip around each, ticklish nipple....Zayna squealed and bucked as the feather found it's ticklish mark. Rivka swirled the feather's tip around each nipple, then flicked the feather's tip around and over her nipples. Then Rivka set the feather down and picked up a feather duster mixed with strands of silk threads, which were good for highly ticklish skin.
Zayna's eyes grew wide as saucers when she sea the size.of the tickle duster. She started to shake her head side to side and began pleading for the tickling to stop. Rivka laughed and replied, "I'm just getting started my darling!" Then she began slowly swirling the feather and silk duster across Zayna's chest, breasts and nipples then swirl the duster over belly. Zayna bucked violently as Rivka just kept tickling her.
"Don't fight it my darling! Let your ticklish nature over take you. Listen to only my voice as I guide you to your ticklish destiny. Zayna thrashed and bucked as Rivka kept tickling her. When Rivka felt Zayna's body shuddering, near climax, she stopped and let the woman up. Rivka sat next to Zayna and began a traditional massage to calm Zayna. "How did you like your first session?" Zayna listened, then turned red and giggled lightly as she admitted to liking her first session more than she thought she would. Rivka sined and looked gently in Zayna's eyes. "You have the run of my house. Stay as long as you like. As for me, I am going to shower and rest up .
Zayna relaxed on the sofa. she could hear the water running in Rivka's bathroom. Zayna smiled as she thought.. "What if I turned the tables. The more she kept thinking about it,the more she liked it.When she heard the water had stopped, she began to the wandering around the house to find Rivka. Rivka sat at her dressing table clothed only in a silk robe which was open. she was brushing her hair. Zayna quietly crept into the room and stood behind Rivka. Rivka aw her come in through the mirror. "Feeling more composed?" she asked. Zayna smiled deviously. "Quite fit and fine! Zayna slid her hands down Rivka's arms and bent her head close to her ears. "I wonder my dear... are you ticklish?"
End Part 2
Part 3 Turned Tables F/F (Explicit)
Rivka turned and looked at Zayna with a devilish smile. "Why yes... I am .. ticklish. Would you like to see just how... ticklish ... I .. am? I usually save this for the second session, but you seem to be ready." Zayna smiled as Rivka stood up and dropped her robe, showing her tanned and muscular body.. all of it very... very... ticklish.... ! The two women went into Rivka's bedroom where the bed was already made up for bondage and tickling.
Zayna looked around and said, "You have everything ready.. were you expecting me to want to tickle you?" Rivka smiled. "Yes... my darling. I have wanted you to tickle me from the first time I saw you wiht your friend in the market. that's how I knew you were ticklish. That little goose to your ribs gave you away!"
Zayna laughed. "Yes.. my ticklishness has always been "in the way". So... Are there any rules I need to know about before I start tickling you?" Rivka smiled. She liked how forward Zayna was about tickling and wondered if she was the dominant in her friendship wiht the other woman. "You may tickle me anywhere you like.. In any manner you like.. but I do insist on a safe word as I am highly ticklish. My safe word is "Feathers". You may tickle me to orgasm if you are a skilled tickler, however.. I think turn about is fair play.. So if i cum, so will I tickle you to cumming!"
Rivka laid down on the bed and slipped her wrists into the cuffs on the headboard. Then she did the same wiht her ankles. Zayna slid down on the edge of the bed next to Rivka's upper body and began a slow rib tickle. Rivka bit her lip as she endured Zayna's fingers along her ticklish ribcage. Perspiration droplets formed along her upper lip as she tried not to giggle or squirm. As Zayna kneaded each rib wiht a firmer, more tickling touch, Rivka felt her resolve weakening until giggles began bubbling up from the pit of her belly. Soon Zayna had Rivka giggling and thrashing about on the bed.
"I wonder where you're the most ticklish!" She teased, making Rivka laugh even harder. Then Zayna took a goose feather out and lifted up Rivka's breasts. She began tickling her breast line,sending Rivka into a near hysterical state of laughter. Rivka felt herself becoming aroused by the feather's touch along her breast line. Zayna could see how aroused Rivka was getting and ran her nails over Rivka's shave pubic patch. Rivka was extremely ticklish after shaving and bucked wildly, her womanhood pulsing and burning with a ticklish sensation.
Zayna felt herself becoming aroused as well and kept tickling Rivka's womanhood first with a feather, then wiht a vibrating tickler she found in the basket. When she began tickling Rivka wiht the vibrator, Rivka began bucking and arching her body, moaning a nd giggling at the same time. Rivka's private parts were her most ticklish asset and once Zayna found this out, she exploited the ticklishness devilishly until Rivka arched her body high off the bed and then she let out a fear pitched scream and slammed her body down on the bed, giggling and laughing from the lingering tickling sensations she was feeling.
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