Madam Tickles
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Tales in the Ticklish city Part 1 Fern finds a Roommate F/F
Fern Dallas had just moved into Eastgate because her job had transferred her. Even though she got a nice raise, the rents were more than she could afford and she knew she needed a roommate. Fern was a bit wild and knew what she wanted in a roommate... one very special requirement!
She put out an ad in the newspaper and soon began to get answers. Most of the applicants were too young or had a bad credit history.
"One more interview! Hope this one's a keeper." thought Fern as she heard the doorbell ring. She answered the door. "Hi.. I'm Trace Parrow. Heard you were looking for a roommate with special qualities." Fern smiled. "Well yes.. there is one very special quality I want in a roommate. Come on in and let's talk."
Trace walked in and looked around. "Nice place you've got here. How much would my share of the rent be?" she asked casually. Fern watched her as she walked around. "About 800 a month. We'd split gas and electric. You need your own phone line in, though."
Trace noticed Fern watching her and laughed. "What are you looking for? You are watching my every move!" Fern liked this girl and saw no reason to beat around the bush. She got a couple of beers out of the fridge and the two women sat on the couch.
"Well girl.. spill! what's on your mind?" Trace asked as she sipped her beer. Fern took a sip of her own beer and set it down. She looked Trace in the eye and started. "Well here's the thing. I have a kind of... fetish that I satisfy, but I need a willing participant." trace sat up and then leaned in and whispered in Fern's ear... "I'm extremely ticklish if that's where you're headed with this conversation" A shiver ran up Fern's spine as Trace flicked the tip of her tongue playfully in Fern's ear before sitting back down.
Trace noticed Fern's reaction and continued. "By the looks of it... you must be pretty ticklish yourself!" Fern blushed.. "Yes.. all over! I love tickling.. I love to do the tickling and I love to be tickled!" Trace smiled. "Then I think we have an arraignment because I am a tickler and ticklee."
Trace took another sip of her beer then slid closer to Fern. Fern smiled and didn't move. Playfully she asked.. "What's going on?" "Oh I think you know "what's going on!" teased Trace. Fern began unbuttoning her blouse as Trace gently slid it off. She unhooked Fern's bra. Fern shivered as the cool evening air hit her upper body.
Gently trace ran her nails down Fern's back, making her wriggle around and giggle softly. Then Trace laid Fern down on the couch and slowly ran her nails over Fern's firm tummy. Fern's giggles got louder with each stroke.
"Plehehehease! It tickles so much!!!" Trace laughed, " I know! Let's See just how ticklish a girl you are!" and began kneading Ferns hips . Fern's giggles turned into hard laughter as she began thrashing about. Trace took off her belt and wrapped it around Fern's wrists and pulled her arms up to expose her underarms and pull her firm, ticklish breasts up a bit. Then trace took a feather out of her handbag and began tickling Fern's ribs up into her armpits making Fern thrash and laugh even harder.. almost on the brink of hysterical laughter. Trace laughed as she worked the feather in the hollows of Fern's armpits. Then she swirled the feather along the edges of Fern's firm breasts. Fern shrieked and arched her back upwards. trace began tickling all over Fern's breasts till her nipples swelled erect and began to turn red.
Trace opened her mouth and flicked the tip of her tongue over Fern's nipples making Fern's laughter turn to hysterical shrieks of laughter. "I knew this was an extremely ticklish spot for you!" she teases as she began nibble tickling along the edges of Fern's breasts. Fern felt herself becoming aroused and began arching her back. Her clit began tingling when made Fern laugh even harder as the tingling tickled more than the nibbling.
Trace could feel Fern's body tensing and bucking under her. She slid her fingers along Fern's inner thighs and began tickling her private parts until Fern shriek and humped her hips rhythmically until she could not stand the ticklish feelings and screamed as she exploded.
Trace's body was warm and sweaty from all the tickling. Fern lay on the bed, naked and giggling even though Trace had stopped tickling her.
"I've never met someone as ticklish as you are Fern1 I think I'm gonna enjoy living here!" Trace exclaimed. Fern shook her head and was able to stop giggling. "Now it's my turn... to see how... ticklish you are!!!!!"
A big smile came across Trace's face as she stripped naked. Fern grabbed Trace and tied her in a special tickling chair. She strapped Trace's legs in place and tied both bare, ticklish feet in place. End Part 1
Part 2 Trace's Turn F/F
As Trace began stripping, Fern grabbed rope and threw one end over a cross bean. Trace watched her and said, "What's the rope for?" Fern smiled and said," I'm going to suspend you by your wrists so I can have more of you to tickle!" Fern stared as Trace walked over to her. Fern ran her hands over Trace's back and down over your butt. trace giggled when she felt Fern's gentle touch on her skin.
Fern Dallas had just moved into Eastgate because her job had transferred her. Even though she got a nice raise, the rents were more than she could afford and she knew she needed a roommate. Fern was a bit wild and knew what she wanted in a roommate... one very special requirement!
She put out an ad in the newspaper and soon began to get answers. Most of the applicants were too young or had a bad credit history.
"One more interview! Hope this one's a keeper." thought Fern as she heard the doorbell ring. She answered the door. "Hi.. I'm Trace Parrow. Heard you were looking for a roommate with special qualities." Fern smiled. "Well yes.. there is one very special quality I want in a roommate. Come on in and let's talk."
Trace walked in and looked around. "Nice place you've got here. How much would my share of the rent be?" she asked casually. Fern watched her as she walked around. "About 800 a month. We'd split gas and electric. You need your own phone line in, though."
Trace noticed Fern watching her and laughed. "What are you looking for? You are watching my every move!" Fern liked this girl and saw no reason to beat around the bush. She got a couple of beers out of the fridge and the two women sat on the couch.
"Well girl.. spill! what's on your mind?" Trace asked as she sipped her beer. Fern took a sip of her own beer and set it down. She looked Trace in the eye and started. "Well here's the thing. I have a kind of... fetish that I satisfy, but I need a willing participant." trace sat up and then leaned in and whispered in Fern's ear... "I'm extremely ticklish if that's where you're headed with this conversation" A shiver ran up Fern's spine as Trace flicked the tip of her tongue playfully in Fern's ear before sitting back down.
Trace noticed Fern's reaction and continued. "By the looks of it... you must be pretty ticklish yourself!" Fern blushed.. "Yes.. all over! I love tickling.. I love to do the tickling and I love to be tickled!" Trace smiled. "Then I think we have an arraignment because I am a tickler and ticklee."
Trace took another sip of her beer then slid closer to Fern. Fern smiled and didn't move. Playfully she asked.. "What's going on?" "Oh I think you know "what's going on!" teased Trace. Fern began unbuttoning her blouse as Trace gently slid it off. She unhooked Fern's bra. Fern shivered as the cool evening air hit her upper body.
Gently trace ran her nails down Fern's back, making her wriggle around and giggle softly. Then Trace laid Fern down on the couch and slowly ran her nails over Fern's firm tummy. Fern's giggles got louder with each stroke.
"Plehehehease! It tickles so much!!!" Trace laughed, " I know! Let's See just how ticklish a girl you are!" and began kneading Ferns hips . Fern's giggles turned into hard laughter as she began thrashing about. Trace took off her belt and wrapped it around Fern's wrists and pulled her arms up to expose her underarms and pull her firm, ticklish breasts up a bit. Then trace took a feather out of her handbag and began tickling Fern's ribs up into her armpits making Fern thrash and laugh even harder.. almost on the brink of hysterical laughter. Trace laughed as she worked the feather in the hollows of Fern's armpits. Then she swirled the feather along the edges of Fern's firm breasts. Fern shrieked and arched her back upwards. trace began tickling all over Fern's breasts till her nipples swelled erect and began to turn red.
Trace opened her mouth and flicked the tip of her tongue over Fern's nipples making Fern's laughter turn to hysterical shrieks of laughter. "I knew this was an extremely ticklish spot for you!" she teases as she began nibble tickling along the edges of Fern's breasts. Fern felt herself becoming aroused and began arching her back. Her clit began tingling when made Fern laugh even harder as the tingling tickled more than the nibbling.
Trace could feel Fern's body tensing and bucking under her. She slid her fingers along Fern's inner thighs and began tickling her private parts until Fern shriek and humped her hips rhythmically until she could not stand the ticklish feelings and screamed as she exploded.
Trace's body was warm and sweaty from all the tickling. Fern lay on the bed, naked and giggling even though Trace had stopped tickling her.
"I've never met someone as ticklish as you are Fern1 I think I'm gonna enjoy living here!" Trace exclaimed. Fern shook her head and was able to stop giggling. "Now it's my turn... to see how... ticklish you are!!!!!"
A big smile came across Trace's face as she stripped naked. Fern grabbed Trace and tied her in a special tickling chair. She strapped Trace's legs in place and tied both bare, ticklish feet in place. End Part 1
Part 2 Trace's Turn F/F
As Trace began stripping, Fern grabbed rope and threw one end over a cross bean. Trace watched her and said, "What's the rope for?" Fern smiled and said," I'm going to suspend you by your wrists so I can have more of you to tickle!" Fern stared as Trace walked over to her. Fern ran her hands over Trace's back and down over your butt. trace giggled when she felt Fern's gentle touch on her skin.
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