CollaredKid05
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It's done and its out! Hope you guys like it! I made the story all by myself. If you've been a fan of my work all this time you'll get some references i put here. I'm glad to bring both these characters back and maybe even use them more<3
Story:
You know, I might have a reputation for being a hard ass but you know what? Fuck them! I’m secure in who I am and I act how I act! I'm Polly and proud of it! If people have a problem with that, they can go get in the sea. And boys? You kidding me right? If your not talking about how great they are they aren't listening
There are things I like. I mean I love my friend Barbie! Yea there's a bit of like, an age difference between us, but she's like an older sister to me. We like the same stuff and she helps me with things, she's a great woman. I met her when I started working at Hot Topic. Pff, yea I know, I'm 19 and I've already wasted my ENTIRE life... (if you get the reference I love you<3)
It's not that bad though if I'm honest. Barbie makes it bearable. I might not love interacting with people that much but I love watching her work. We're supposed to harass people to by more shit because of our "discounts" and some dudes think there smart by saying no or "I'll think about it." Barbie either flirts with them or intimidates them. I can't decide which is funnier! This one girl looked like she was going to piss herself if Barbie kept giving her the resting bitch face. Then again watching boys falling all over her as they make idiots of themselves is pretty awesome.
She's really out there man. I remember this guy coming in. Some red hair dude, he really got wild up by her. He kept trying shirt after shirt and kept looking at Barbie as if t say, "come join me" it was creepy! But Barbie went on in and didn't come out. I couldn't believe it! Did she really fuck this guy? All I hear is laughing and begging. It was so loud. I don't know what he was doing to her but fuck me if she didn't sound like a mess in there. I go peak in to see if she's all right and let me tell you I wasn't ready to see what I saw.
That fucking losers hands were tied over his head on the hangers rack. HE was the one screaming like a girl! His shirt was slid up to his neck and there was Barbie sitting down behind him just going to town on this dork’s nipples. She even looked at me she didn't stop. Her fingers just kept going around and around like it was second nature. And Barbie? She just looked at me like nothing was wrong!!!
"What? Too loud?" That's all she said and then forced the kids shirt over his head. She then dug her nails onto his sides.
I watched this kid scream bloody murder as my best friend was putting him threw every circle of hell. I must have stood there like a dope for 2 mints before Barbie spoke again. She didn't even look at me this time; she just looked at the kid from behind and was unimpressed by his out of shape bady.
"Better?"
I just nodded blackly and backed out slowly as I watched that boy squirm and squirm and scream into his shirt.
During break Barbie came to talk to me being as nice as she always was. She slapped my ass and asked what's up! How was she so calm? Was that dick-head still back there? I had so many questions! She answered all of them all calmly and we had a heart to heart.
"Look Polly, your a smart girl. We all have weird things that we all like. It's natural!" She smiled as she lit up.
"But tickling? How did you get rapped up in all that? Isn't that for fucking kids?" I had to ask honestly. She offered me her lit bud and I took it. She didn't seem offended.
"Only to people who don't understand the trill of it. Any person in the world can torment another with pain. It takes a real woman to know how to get what they want with out hearing a single Yelp." Barbie took the bud back and took a long satisfied drag.
"So tickling? I asked. I had to admit what she was saying made a some of sense.
"Tickling. Teasing, orgasm denial.."
"Jesus's fuck!" I'm sad to admit I blushed at that.
"Pleasure is pain and vise versa." She looked at me as she took another drag and then smiled. "Put your arms up over your head."
"You’re kidding!" She shook her head and you know what? I’d be lying if I said I wasn't curious as hell.
I did what she said and she walked around me like a shark. She asked if I felt nervous.
"Well... Yea... This is fucking weird."
"Good. Weird is good..." She slid her fingers against my stomach and it was worse then I could ever have imagined. They skittered and wiggled all over and she took her time drawing little circles around me belly button. I was giggling like a damn moron and as I did she told me a story
"With a wiggle of my fingers I'm stronger then any god that a boy or girl can believe in. One time. A long time ago my gang of friends and I where drunk. We found this silly looking clean guy walking down the street; I use to live in a bad side of town so he stuck. He was a cutie... We decided what the hell. We went to him and started tickling. We where suppose to seduce him and bring him home but he was so stuck up. We all took turns TICKLING him!" On the word tickle she squeezed my sides. I let out a snort much to her delight. She started to slide her fingers up my damn ribs. I wiggled like a fish out of water as she cupped my breasts. Her fingers glided around my nipples making them stiff as fuck. God damn this is torture!
"One at a time we tickled him and tickled him till he was a stupid gibbering mess. I think I got 3 turns with the guy. First I got his nipples. I love getting those. They’re always the most sensitive part. Don't you think? Like two ticklish buttons. I did exactly what I'm doing to you now. He couldn't see me he could only feel me. Feel my fingers exploring his man nipples. You tell me Polly, you think he liked it?" She pinched me and I sucked in air threw my teeth "But then I would do his thighs and get closer to his cock. You should have seen him girl, he was as stiff as your nipples right now. Polly, I was a god to him. I controlled everything about him. I took his cock in my mouth and licked it all over and didn't let him cum. In fact I don't think any of us let him cum. What I do know is that to this day that poor sap is probably jerking off to us. Jerking off hard and fast when he remembers his torment. Did he hate it? Yes. Can be help it? No. In its own weird way it's like he prays to us that that.... I bet that ginger from today is doing the same. I control him now. What do you think?"
Think? That was the last thing I could do. With those fingers going to town and then her hot breath on my ear, I might as well been brain dead! I'm really not all that in to girls but she had me wetter then I could have ever been in my life.
I'm not ashamed to admit that night I rubbed myself raw. Not to Barbie though. She just opened my eyes. Tickling, torment, dominance. That's the shit dreams are made of. I would think about the story she told me, about her gang tickling that guy in the ally way. In my little dreams he's there begging and screaming into a peace of tape I put on his mouth and I’d fuck him up good. Tickling his pits and sides and his big dumb feet. He'd look at me with big big eyes for it all to stop and I'd just hold out my middle finger and use it to tickle him some more. I’d get his hips real good too. Then move to the dick. In my dream it's always throbbing and aching. It makes me smile.
I watched some porn on the subject and I got to tell you I wasn't impressed. Every slut in those things would stop what they where doing and go tend to the guys needs. No. Not in my dream. There I stroke it nice and had while lick one of his nipples and my free hand skitters on his side. He laughs and moans and he begs, for me. Barbie was right when she says you’re a god at that point. Fuck dude.
Even in my dreams I can feel him in my mouth. His poor fucker throbbing to a big orgasm, I let it go. I look at him and turn so he can get a nice look at my tight ass and I walk away, leaving him there. In some dreams I put a chastity belt on him before hand. The end of those dreams normally end with me sprawled me out on my bed panting.
Life kinda went on at that point. Barbie and me became closer. I asked her more about tickling and her eyes lit up, it made me really happy. On break she would buy use drinks and we’d talk about her other stories. Each one as hot as the last. She even taught me some stuff. She let me tickle her. Barbie has a nice body and any loser boy would love to get their fucking hands all over it. The though of that made me shiver a bit as I tickled her. She seemed to like it as I slid my hands into her pants and got her big thighs.
I said things like "tickle tickle tickle" to keep the teasing up and it seemed to work. Even if Barbie said it was still pretty newb-ish. The thing I needed to do was to find "the spot" she would never tell me where it is. Her thighs where great and I got a ton of laughs but it just want working like I wanted it too. I thought maybe her pits would be it but she's tall and I'm small so I couldn't reach them well enough to make her suffer.
We did this for weeks and we still do it to this day but I'll never forget one time, when I found her spot. Her fat ass. I wasn't doing well, I was fucking anger so I tickled her hard and then I slapped her ass and made her gasp like I never heard before. Barbie is such a well-kept together girl so hearing that made me so damn happy. I went further till my hands where in her tight pants and I tickled and tickled her big fucking ass cheeks. I though she was going to attract the homeless people she screamed so loud.
Though all that was fun, I still wanted a guy. That's what will really make me happy. A dumb boy, following me around with his tongue hanging out and his dick hard. Id’ just keep promising I’ll fuck him and he would do what ever. Fuck I wanted one so bad. I’d sometimes draw what he would look like. I honestly didn't care and draw any guy I found just a little bit attractive. I’d imagine them with big cocks and ticklish skin, Mmmm.
I’d do this until I met the one. I don't believe in that shit, but when I saw him I knew it. His name was Kid and he started working at Hot Topic. He looked like a sissy boy to me but something about him made me undress the fucker with my eyes. Hell he did half the work for me wearing the clothing that he did. His body looked so tight and his eyes where big and beautiful. When he introduced himself to me I couldn't help but smile and put out a hand for him to shake. He hesitated and stuttered more often then usual. When he finally did it I felt his skin. Holly shit it was smooth, and that was just his hands. What was the rest like?
I'd watch him each day on my shift. I didn't want to admit I might have been crushing a bit hard. I'd drop a bunch of cloths everywhere just to watch him bend to pick it up. His ass looked great. I’d pray it was ticklish. I’d never tickle a guy at that point so I didn't know how to approach it. Did I just sneak up behind him get his sides? I spent so much of my time thinking I didn't really get to become buddy buddy with the fucker. All I knew is that I wanted him.
One day I finally felt it was time to talk to him. I needed to act fast. Barbie was putting gears in motion to get him herself. We would talk about him on break and say the things we wanted out of him. I think she could tell I wanted it more...She'd flirt with him and make him red raced till he looked like he was about to pass out. It was fucking adorable.
I finally went up just to ask him about himself. He seamed scared, I fucking loved it. I asked where did he work before this. I wanted to be as nice as possible before. It's weird but I wanted him to like me too. He told me he use to work at an office. How the fuck did he go from that to this. I’d ask him what it was like and he didn't go into much detail. I decided not to press because it seemed to make him uncomfortable we smiled and talked more. It was hard. I would just stare at his body during our talks and I don't think he noticed. But the question was still stood.
Was he ticklish?
One day we finally got the answer. He was on a tall latter hanging that day’s load. Barbie held the ladder while I was at the register. I heard a noise and it was Kid all the way up there. He shifted his body wrong and almost fell, ALMOST. The most he lost was his one shoe. I looked and I saw Barbie just glaring at his now bare right foot. It looked amazing. Barbie couldn't help herself. I saw her face she had been wanting this the entire time and she got it. She didn't even start out slow she just attacked. She went hard, her nails digging in and he screamed. He screamed loud. Really loud. It was the best thing I ever heard. All the girls and I just stopped and looked at the sexy guy on the latter yelling and laughing from getting his poor foot tickled. I think I honestly wanted him to fall. Fall to all us girls who wanted to play with him. When it finally stopped and Barbie let him down he ran into the bathroom, covering his crotch. I saw it though. I saw that fucking hard on and that was the finally nail in the coffin, I was in love.
Barbie knew too and she was happy for me. The final step was how I was going to do it. I was still too nervous around him. I wouldn't be able to get him. I would need him tied up and ready for me and I would have to find him. I thought about asking Barbie but something stopped me. I wanted to do this on my own. But life is funny and things started happening. Kid worked hard and he got employee of the month. Something Barbie wanted more then anything. The pay was good and she could have used it. Her anger made me fucking wet. I knew it was directed at Kid and it made me happy. I wanted her angry. That meant that good things where coming.
I kept my eye on things for the next few days. I knew she was going to make Kid pay. It was three days later and we where closing up. When I see Kid going into the changing room and then Barbie followed, I know the game was set. Then I heard it. I heard the screaming and the laughing. It was amazing, it was sexy, and I need more. I peaked in and I saw them there. Just like the ginger that stared all this.
Kid was tied with his hand over his head on the hanger rack. His shirt was rolled up so Barbie could get his nipples. She looked satisfied this time. She just looked at me and asked blankly.
"Too loud?"
I just stood there with my mouth open. Then I smelled and this time I walked in.
"Not loud enough." I closed the curtain behind me and I finally was able to do it. I ran my fingers on his skin and I felt him tremble. I was like my own orgasm. His skin was smoothed and something came over me. I wanted to lick him. All over. I went for his pits and then his hips. I kissed his amazing body over and over again while Barbie teased him. He tasted better then I could have ever hopped. Like vanilla and fear.
Then I saw his hard on again. Fuck me. I took his pants off and I wanted it to be my turn to tease. I saw his cock spring out and I gasped.
I tickled it softly and even that got him laughing. Oh yes YES! I put a pair of nylons on my left hand. When I stood up I grabbed his collar and pulled him as close as I could to me. As I did I palmed his dick tip like a mad woman as he laughed I yelled at him.
"Look at me kid. Look at me. I fucking want you. Want you more then any guy in the world. And you’re going to let me have you. I want your number. Your going to give it to me! You fucking hear me?! Barbie tape his fucking mouth shut. I don't want to hear anything out of him but is phone number."
Barbie did as I said while I polished his dick till it shined. I never let him cum though. He was desperate as he screamed into his tape. Barbie in the mean time just stood behind him. Tickling his sexy ass as she cooed him his ears.
I ditched the nylons and used my tongue on him. Fuck I wanted him to shoot so bad but at the same time no. I wanted him to suffer. During my rapture I could hear him screaming his number threw the tape.
I decided to tease him more. I talked into his dick like a microphone. "What's wrong kid? Don't you want me? I'll txt you every day and I might even send you nudes. Is that what you want? To see my nice tits? I’d want some back though. Id want to see you feathering your balls for me. I want you jerking to me. I want you as my slave you sexy sissy fuck!!!"
If I’d let him cum right there he would have. He did have a pretty rough edge though. He gave me his number and then I went in for a kiss. Before he felt my lips he felt a finger in his belly button wiggling. As I backed up I held it up and he saw it was the middle finger. I left and walked away making sure he saw my sexy ass and that was it. I left him and Barbie was not that far behind.
She took me out to dinner to celebrate. So yea there are things I like. I love my best friend Barbie. I think I also love Kid. But most of all. I love Bing a tickle goddess...
Story:
You know, I might have a reputation for being a hard ass but you know what? Fuck them! I’m secure in who I am and I act how I act! I'm Polly and proud of it! If people have a problem with that, they can go get in the sea. And boys? You kidding me right? If your not talking about how great they are they aren't listening
There are things I like. I mean I love my friend Barbie! Yea there's a bit of like, an age difference between us, but she's like an older sister to me. We like the same stuff and she helps me with things, she's a great woman. I met her when I started working at Hot Topic. Pff, yea I know, I'm 19 and I've already wasted my ENTIRE life... (if you get the reference I love you<3)
It's not that bad though if I'm honest. Barbie makes it bearable. I might not love interacting with people that much but I love watching her work. We're supposed to harass people to by more shit because of our "discounts" and some dudes think there smart by saying no or "I'll think about it." Barbie either flirts with them or intimidates them. I can't decide which is funnier! This one girl looked like she was going to piss herself if Barbie kept giving her the resting bitch face. Then again watching boys falling all over her as they make idiots of themselves is pretty awesome.
She's really out there man. I remember this guy coming in. Some red hair dude, he really got wild up by her. He kept trying shirt after shirt and kept looking at Barbie as if t say, "come join me" it was creepy! But Barbie went on in and didn't come out. I couldn't believe it! Did she really fuck this guy? All I hear is laughing and begging. It was so loud. I don't know what he was doing to her but fuck me if she didn't sound like a mess in there. I go peak in to see if she's all right and let me tell you I wasn't ready to see what I saw.
That fucking losers hands were tied over his head on the hangers rack. HE was the one screaming like a girl! His shirt was slid up to his neck and there was Barbie sitting down behind him just going to town on this dork’s nipples. She even looked at me she didn't stop. Her fingers just kept going around and around like it was second nature. And Barbie? She just looked at me like nothing was wrong!!!
"What? Too loud?" That's all she said and then forced the kids shirt over his head. She then dug her nails onto his sides.
I watched this kid scream bloody murder as my best friend was putting him threw every circle of hell. I must have stood there like a dope for 2 mints before Barbie spoke again. She didn't even look at me this time; she just looked at the kid from behind and was unimpressed by his out of shape bady.
"Better?"
I just nodded blackly and backed out slowly as I watched that boy squirm and squirm and scream into his shirt.
During break Barbie came to talk to me being as nice as she always was. She slapped my ass and asked what's up! How was she so calm? Was that dick-head still back there? I had so many questions! She answered all of them all calmly and we had a heart to heart.
"Look Polly, your a smart girl. We all have weird things that we all like. It's natural!" She smiled as she lit up.
"But tickling? How did you get rapped up in all that? Isn't that for fucking kids?" I had to ask honestly. She offered me her lit bud and I took it. She didn't seem offended.
"Only to people who don't understand the trill of it. Any person in the world can torment another with pain. It takes a real woman to know how to get what they want with out hearing a single Yelp." Barbie took the bud back and took a long satisfied drag.
"So tickling? I asked. I had to admit what she was saying made a some of sense.
"Tickling. Teasing, orgasm denial.."
"Jesus's fuck!" I'm sad to admit I blushed at that.
"Pleasure is pain and vise versa." She looked at me as she took another drag and then smiled. "Put your arms up over your head."
"You’re kidding!" She shook her head and you know what? I’d be lying if I said I wasn't curious as hell.
I did what she said and she walked around me like a shark. She asked if I felt nervous.
"Well... Yea... This is fucking weird."
"Good. Weird is good..." She slid her fingers against my stomach and it was worse then I could ever have imagined. They skittered and wiggled all over and she took her time drawing little circles around me belly button. I was giggling like a damn moron and as I did she told me a story
"With a wiggle of my fingers I'm stronger then any god that a boy or girl can believe in. One time. A long time ago my gang of friends and I where drunk. We found this silly looking clean guy walking down the street; I use to live in a bad side of town so he stuck. He was a cutie... We decided what the hell. We went to him and started tickling. We where suppose to seduce him and bring him home but he was so stuck up. We all took turns TICKLING him!" On the word tickle she squeezed my sides. I let out a snort much to her delight. She started to slide her fingers up my damn ribs. I wiggled like a fish out of water as she cupped my breasts. Her fingers glided around my nipples making them stiff as fuck. God damn this is torture!
"One at a time we tickled him and tickled him till he was a stupid gibbering mess. I think I got 3 turns with the guy. First I got his nipples. I love getting those. They’re always the most sensitive part. Don't you think? Like two ticklish buttons. I did exactly what I'm doing to you now. He couldn't see me he could only feel me. Feel my fingers exploring his man nipples. You tell me Polly, you think he liked it?" She pinched me and I sucked in air threw my teeth "But then I would do his thighs and get closer to his cock. You should have seen him girl, he was as stiff as your nipples right now. Polly, I was a god to him. I controlled everything about him. I took his cock in my mouth and licked it all over and didn't let him cum. In fact I don't think any of us let him cum. What I do know is that to this day that poor sap is probably jerking off to us. Jerking off hard and fast when he remembers his torment. Did he hate it? Yes. Can be help it? No. In its own weird way it's like he prays to us that that.... I bet that ginger from today is doing the same. I control him now. What do you think?"
Think? That was the last thing I could do. With those fingers going to town and then her hot breath on my ear, I might as well been brain dead! I'm really not all that in to girls but she had me wetter then I could have ever been in my life.
I'm not ashamed to admit that night I rubbed myself raw. Not to Barbie though. She just opened my eyes. Tickling, torment, dominance. That's the shit dreams are made of. I would think about the story she told me, about her gang tickling that guy in the ally way. In my little dreams he's there begging and screaming into a peace of tape I put on his mouth and I’d fuck him up good. Tickling his pits and sides and his big dumb feet. He'd look at me with big big eyes for it all to stop and I'd just hold out my middle finger and use it to tickle him some more. I’d get his hips real good too. Then move to the dick. In my dream it's always throbbing and aching. It makes me smile.
I watched some porn on the subject and I got to tell you I wasn't impressed. Every slut in those things would stop what they where doing and go tend to the guys needs. No. Not in my dream. There I stroke it nice and had while lick one of his nipples and my free hand skitters on his side. He laughs and moans and he begs, for me. Barbie was right when she says you’re a god at that point. Fuck dude.
Even in my dreams I can feel him in my mouth. His poor fucker throbbing to a big orgasm, I let it go. I look at him and turn so he can get a nice look at my tight ass and I walk away, leaving him there. In some dreams I put a chastity belt on him before hand. The end of those dreams normally end with me sprawled me out on my bed panting.
Life kinda went on at that point. Barbie and me became closer. I asked her more about tickling and her eyes lit up, it made me really happy. On break she would buy use drinks and we’d talk about her other stories. Each one as hot as the last. She even taught me some stuff. She let me tickle her. Barbie has a nice body and any loser boy would love to get their fucking hands all over it. The though of that made me shiver a bit as I tickled her. She seemed to like it as I slid my hands into her pants and got her big thighs.
I said things like "tickle tickle tickle" to keep the teasing up and it seemed to work. Even if Barbie said it was still pretty newb-ish. The thing I needed to do was to find "the spot" she would never tell me where it is. Her thighs where great and I got a ton of laughs but it just want working like I wanted it too. I thought maybe her pits would be it but she's tall and I'm small so I couldn't reach them well enough to make her suffer.
We did this for weeks and we still do it to this day but I'll never forget one time, when I found her spot. Her fat ass. I wasn't doing well, I was fucking anger so I tickled her hard and then I slapped her ass and made her gasp like I never heard before. Barbie is such a well-kept together girl so hearing that made me so damn happy. I went further till my hands where in her tight pants and I tickled and tickled her big fucking ass cheeks. I though she was going to attract the homeless people she screamed so loud.
Though all that was fun, I still wanted a guy. That's what will really make me happy. A dumb boy, following me around with his tongue hanging out and his dick hard. Id’ just keep promising I’ll fuck him and he would do what ever. Fuck I wanted one so bad. I’d sometimes draw what he would look like. I honestly didn't care and draw any guy I found just a little bit attractive. I’d imagine them with big cocks and ticklish skin, Mmmm.
I’d do this until I met the one. I don't believe in that shit, but when I saw him I knew it. His name was Kid and he started working at Hot Topic. He looked like a sissy boy to me but something about him made me undress the fucker with my eyes. Hell he did half the work for me wearing the clothing that he did. His body looked so tight and his eyes where big and beautiful. When he introduced himself to me I couldn't help but smile and put out a hand for him to shake. He hesitated and stuttered more often then usual. When he finally did it I felt his skin. Holly shit it was smooth, and that was just his hands. What was the rest like?
I'd watch him each day on my shift. I didn't want to admit I might have been crushing a bit hard. I'd drop a bunch of cloths everywhere just to watch him bend to pick it up. His ass looked great. I’d pray it was ticklish. I’d never tickle a guy at that point so I didn't know how to approach it. Did I just sneak up behind him get his sides? I spent so much of my time thinking I didn't really get to become buddy buddy with the fucker. All I knew is that I wanted him.
One day I finally felt it was time to talk to him. I needed to act fast. Barbie was putting gears in motion to get him herself. We would talk about him on break and say the things we wanted out of him. I think she could tell I wanted it more...She'd flirt with him and make him red raced till he looked like he was about to pass out. It was fucking adorable.
I finally went up just to ask him about himself. He seamed scared, I fucking loved it. I asked where did he work before this. I wanted to be as nice as possible before. It's weird but I wanted him to like me too. He told me he use to work at an office. How the fuck did he go from that to this. I’d ask him what it was like and he didn't go into much detail. I decided not to press because it seemed to make him uncomfortable we smiled and talked more. It was hard. I would just stare at his body during our talks and I don't think he noticed. But the question was still stood.
Was he ticklish?
One day we finally got the answer. He was on a tall latter hanging that day’s load. Barbie held the ladder while I was at the register. I heard a noise and it was Kid all the way up there. He shifted his body wrong and almost fell, ALMOST. The most he lost was his one shoe. I looked and I saw Barbie just glaring at his now bare right foot. It looked amazing. Barbie couldn't help herself. I saw her face she had been wanting this the entire time and she got it. She didn't even start out slow she just attacked. She went hard, her nails digging in and he screamed. He screamed loud. Really loud. It was the best thing I ever heard. All the girls and I just stopped and looked at the sexy guy on the latter yelling and laughing from getting his poor foot tickled. I think I honestly wanted him to fall. Fall to all us girls who wanted to play with him. When it finally stopped and Barbie let him down he ran into the bathroom, covering his crotch. I saw it though. I saw that fucking hard on and that was the finally nail in the coffin, I was in love.
Barbie knew too and she was happy for me. The final step was how I was going to do it. I was still too nervous around him. I wouldn't be able to get him. I would need him tied up and ready for me and I would have to find him. I thought about asking Barbie but something stopped me. I wanted to do this on my own. But life is funny and things started happening. Kid worked hard and he got employee of the month. Something Barbie wanted more then anything. The pay was good and she could have used it. Her anger made me fucking wet. I knew it was directed at Kid and it made me happy. I wanted her angry. That meant that good things where coming.
I kept my eye on things for the next few days. I knew she was going to make Kid pay. It was three days later and we where closing up. When I see Kid going into the changing room and then Barbie followed, I know the game was set. Then I heard it. I heard the screaming and the laughing. It was amazing, it was sexy, and I need more. I peaked in and I saw them there. Just like the ginger that stared all this.
Kid was tied with his hand over his head on the hanger rack. His shirt was rolled up so Barbie could get his nipples. She looked satisfied this time. She just looked at me and asked blankly.
"Too loud?"
I just stood there with my mouth open. Then I smelled and this time I walked in.
"Not loud enough." I closed the curtain behind me and I finally was able to do it. I ran my fingers on his skin and I felt him tremble. I was like my own orgasm. His skin was smoothed and something came over me. I wanted to lick him. All over. I went for his pits and then his hips. I kissed his amazing body over and over again while Barbie teased him. He tasted better then I could have ever hopped. Like vanilla and fear.
Then I saw his hard on again. Fuck me. I took his pants off and I wanted it to be my turn to tease. I saw his cock spring out and I gasped.
I tickled it softly and even that got him laughing. Oh yes YES! I put a pair of nylons on my left hand. When I stood up I grabbed his collar and pulled him as close as I could to me. As I did I palmed his dick tip like a mad woman as he laughed I yelled at him.
"Look at me kid. Look at me. I fucking want you. Want you more then any guy in the world. And you’re going to let me have you. I want your number. Your going to give it to me! You fucking hear me?! Barbie tape his fucking mouth shut. I don't want to hear anything out of him but is phone number."
Barbie did as I said while I polished his dick till it shined. I never let him cum though. He was desperate as he screamed into his tape. Barbie in the mean time just stood behind him. Tickling his sexy ass as she cooed him his ears.
I ditched the nylons and used my tongue on him. Fuck I wanted him to shoot so bad but at the same time no. I wanted him to suffer. During my rapture I could hear him screaming his number threw the tape.
I decided to tease him more. I talked into his dick like a microphone. "What's wrong kid? Don't you want me? I'll txt you every day and I might even send you nudes. Is that what you want? To see my nice tits? I’d want some back though. Id want to see you feathering your balls for me. I want you jerking to me. I want you as my slave you sexy sissy fuck!!!"
If I’d let him cum right there he would have. He did have a pretty rough edge though. He gave me his number and then I went in for a kiss. Before he felt my lips he felt a finger in his belly button wiggling. As I backed up I held it up and he saw it was the middle finger. I left and walked away making sure he saw my sexy ass and that was it. I left him and Barbie was not that far behind.
She took me out to dinner to celebrate. So yea there are things I like. I love my best friend Barbie. I think I also love Kid. But most of all. I love Bing a tickle goddess...
