Lucy's Plan To Get Tickled
Lucy had been having tickling fantasies for some time now. She would often look at the tickling wesites on the internet and she longed to be tickled like the girls on the websites were; just the thought of being tied up and having a guy tickle her without mercy just turned her on so much, she would lie awake at night fantasising about it. She wished she had a steady boyfriend, if she did she could tell him about her fantasy and ask him to tickle her, but unfortunately at the moment she was single. However, Lucy had many male friends, many of who, Lucy knew, would definitely have liked to have been more than friends with her, if she had wanted them to be. This wasn't surprising; Lucy was a gorgeous 16 year old girl, she was 5'6" tall with a perfect slim body, small pert breasts, incredibly cute elfin features; high cheek bones, a cute up-turned nose and large dark eyes, and she had sleek straight collar length dark brown hair.
Quite often Lucy would fantasise about various imaginary situations where a couple of her male friends would tickle her. It was quite recently that Lucy had started to consider the possibility that maybe she could try and arrange a situation where this could happen for real! At first she couldn't believe that she was really considering it, but the thought of it happening for real just got her breathless with excitement every time she thought about it. She started to think about this more and more, and the more she thought about it, the more sure she became that she really wanted to do it!
Lucy didn't want to just tell one of her friends about her fantasy; she would be far too embarrassed to do that, and besides, in her fantasies she found it more of a turn on to imagine being tickled in a situation where it was seemingly against her will; where she was the "damsel in distress"! So, Lucy tried to think of a situation she could set up, where her friends would tickle her. Lucy eventually came up with what she thought was the perfect plan to get her friends to tickle her.
The opportunity to put her plan into action soon presented itself; Lucy's parents were going away for the weekend, and Lucy would have the house to herself for the whole weekend. Lucy had asked if Mark and Tony, a couple of her closest friends, could come round to keep her company while they were away, and her parents agreed. Mark and Tony were both the same age as Lucy, they were both easygoing boys, and they both enjoyed a laugh, were always joking and kidding around and were generally up for anything. They always enjoyed kidding around with Lucy; exchanging sarcastic banter and pretending to be mean to her, in a playfull affectionate way. They both fancied Lucy, and Lucy knew this, although neither of them were her type, which they both understood; they were just good friends to hang out with. They were the perfect candidates for what Lucy had in mind.
It was saturday afternoon, Lucy's parents had left for their trip on friday night, she now had the house to herself and she was waiting for Mark and Tony to come round, as they'd arranged. She'd explained to them that her parents didn't want her to go out while they were away, and that they'd have to spend the weekend in, which suited her plans just fine.
Lucy was wearing a pair of tight black lycra leggings that came down just below her knees, a tight white cropped t-shirt that exposed her flat toned tummy, and a pair of thin white ankle socks. She lay on the couch, waiting for Mark and Tony to turn up, and she thought about what she had planned and was was so nervous and so excited that her stomach turned over and over and she was already turned on.
Mark and Tony turned up, and they spent the afternoon hanging out; they chatted, clowned around, as the guys usually did, and watched some TV and a movie. She had spent the afternoon in a state of nervousness and excitement; her mind had been totally pre-occupied with what she had planned. She was nervous at first and wasn't sure if she still wanted to do it, but after spending some time with the guys and after much clowning around, she felt much more relaxed with them, and she was so turned on now from thinking about it, that she really wanted to do it now. Lucy had been waiting apprehensively, looking for the best moment to make her suggestion.
After they were beginning to get bored, Lucy saw her chance and, trying her best to sound casual, said "hey, why don't we play a game?"
"What sort of game?" Mark asked.
"There's this game I play sometimes with my girlfriends, we made it up ourselves, it's really cool!"
"What is it?" asked Tony.
"I'll show you" said Lucy, and she went to her bedroonm and came back with 2 small bags.
"This bag", said Lucy, "is filled with dares, and this bag is filled with punishments. We each take it in turns to pull a dare out of the bag, and you can try to do the dare, or you can pass on it. Then, when all the dares are gone, the person that did the least of them successfully has to pull a punishment from the other bag, and the other 2 have to carry it out on them."
Mark and Tony grinned at her.
"That does sound cool!" said Mark.
"What sort of dares and punishments?" asked Tony.
"All sorts of things, but trust me you really don't want to lose because the punishments are all really, really bad" Lucy's heart pounded in her chest as she said this.
Mark and Tony agreed wholeheartedly to play this game, and the game was soon in full swing. Lucy of course had no intention of trying to win this game, in fact she was going to make sure that she was the loser! She was also going to make sure that she picked one punishment in particular, that she had carefully taped to the bottom of the bag's interior before the boys had arrived!
As they played the game and attempted to carry out the various stupid dares, Lucy was flushed with excitement and nerves, she couldn't believe that this was really going to happen! Each time she deliberately fluffed her dare, it gave her a small thrill to think of what it was leading to!
The game was finally over, and Lucy was declared the loser, much to her secret delight! She was handed the bag of punishments and she felt into it, a bit worried that she might not find her carefully secreted note! Her fingers quickly found the note taped to the bottom of the bag, and the thought struck her that once she'd pulled it from the bag, her fantasy was really going to happen! This was her last chance to chicken out and the thought thrilled her, she didn't give herself a moment longer to consider it and she quickly plucked the note out of the bag and passed it to Mark.
Lucy bit her bottom lip as Mark unfolded the note, she was so apprehensive to see the reactions that they would have when they read it.
"The loser" said Mark, "must first be tied to a bed by their wrists and ankles" Mark paused and a big smirk appeared on his face, "and then they must be tickled without mercy for exactly 2 whole hours!"
The boys looked at each other with huge grins, and Lucy smiled shyly.
They took hold of Lucy firmly by the upper arms and lead her upstairs to her bedroom. Lucy pretended to be a little reluctant but she let the boys lead her with a sheepish embarrassed smile on her face.
In her bedroom they led her to her bed and Lucy, now apparently resigned to her fate, lay down on her back, her heart pounding in anticipation. Mark and Tony quickly found the pieces of rope that Lucy had conveniently left on a pile of assorted junk in her room. The boys took her wrists in their hands and tied the end of a piece of rope tightly round each. They then did the same with each of her ankles. Mark then took hold of her wrists, raising her arms high above her head and he looped each of the ropes round her wrists over the top end of the bed at either corner, tying the free ends to the wooden slats under the matress. At the same time Tony took hold of either of her ankles and pulled her legs apart and tied her feet to the bottom corners of the bed in the same way. As they tied the ropes, the boys pulled them tight, so that Lucy was stretched out in a tight spreadeagle with her arms stretched out far above her head and with her ankles resting on the edge of the bed so that her feet dangled in space over the edge.
Lucy had never been tied up before and the sensation scared and excited her; she felt totally vunerable, she was stretched out so tightly and the bonds round her wrists and ankles were also so tight that she knew there was absolutely no way she could get free, in fact she was tied so tightly she really couldn't move at all; the boys would really be able to do whatever they liked to her now and there would be absolutely nothing she could do about it. At the same time the feeling of being bound like that really thrilled her. As she waited for the boys to start, Lucy was nervously enjoying the feeling of bondage as she playfully struggled against her bonds, wriggling her body and her hands and feet. Lucy was very apprehensive, she really had no idea what it would feel like to be tickled like she was about to be, and she really didn't know how much she would be able to take. What if she couldn't bare it after 5 minutes, how was she going to stand two hours of it? The thought made her so nervous and so excited.
The boys started with Lucy's feet; one on either foot. They started scraping their fingernails rapidly on the soles of her feet. The sensations ran through Lucy like electic shocks and she instantly started giggling. The sensations tickled like crazy and the feeling was infuriating, within a minute Lucy was aching to pull her feet away and make it stop! She wriggled her feet about like crazy in a futile attempt to evade the ticklish fingers, but with her feet potruding from the edge of the bed, there was nowhere they could go, and as she tried to wriggle her feet, the boys would grip them tightly as they continued their tickling. The sensation was almost unbearable and Lucy hoped that she would get used to it, but as the tickling continued, the sensation contined to be just as unbearable. The boys continued to tickle her feet continously and mercilessly for 20 minutes, and the sensations drove Lucy crazy with constant giggles. She was giggling so much that she could barely talk, occasionally managing to say an "oh God". The sensation was driving her nuts and all she could think about was how she wished she could pull her feet away or reach down her hand and cover them, but she knew that she had absolutely no choice other than to endure it. Lucy started to become very confused because, although she hated the tickling, she also loved it! The sensation on her feet was infuriating and she wished it would stop, but at the same time it also felt really nice, and she was so turned on that she wanted it to go on for ever!
The boys then went to work on the rest of her body. They worked over various parts of the rest of her body, especially her arm-pits, the sides of her ribs and her tummy, tickling as hard and as fast as they possibly could. Lucy was driven into a frenzy, just her feet being tickled was bad enough, but this was beyond belief, she really couldn't bear this. Lucy squirmed and writhed violently and she started to laugh and scream and was soon begging the boys to stop. The boys continued unabated for minute after tortous minute, as Lucy continued to writhe and beg and beg over and over.
Both boys were now very aroused. The situation of having this incredibly cute girl tied up in front of them so that they could do whatever they wanted to her was such a turn on. As they tickled her and watched her writhe and squirm and giggle and laugh and scream, they just wanted to tickle her more and more. Hearing her beg for them to stop was like sweet music to their ears and would just make them continue tickling even harder to hear more of the sweet begging! The boys started to feel a total compulsion to just tickle and tickle her to the maximum amount they possibly could. They knew that what they were doing to this poor girl must be driving her crazy, but knowing that and seeing her torment was such a delicious sight to see and turned them on so much that they just didn't want to stop.
To Lucy the boys seemed intent on pushing her to the very limit and after many minutes of the constant tickling, Lucy was driven into a state of silent hysteria with her eyes tightly shut and tears rolling down her cheeks. Lucy continued to spend the next two hours wriggling and squirming in a state of tortured delight!
Lucy had been having tickling fantasies for some time now. She would often look at the tickling wesites on the internet and she longed to be tickled like the girls on the websites were; just the thought of being tied up and having a guy tickle her without mercy just turned her on so much, she would lie awake at night fantasising about it. She wished she had a steady boyfriend, if she did she could tell him about her fantasy and ask him to tickle her, but unfortunately at the moment she was single. However, Lucy had many male friends, many of who, Lucy knew, would definitely have liked to have been more than friends with her, if she had wanted them to be. This wasn't surprising; Lucy was a gorgeous 16 year old girl, she was 5'6" tall with a perfect slim body, small pert breasts, incredibly cute elfin features; high cheek bones, a cute up-turned nose and large dark eyes, and she had sleek straight collar length dark brown hair.
Quite often Lucy would fantasise about various imaginary situations where a couple of her male friends would tickle her. It was quite recently that Lucy had started to consider the possibility that maybe she could try and arrange a situation where this could happen for real! At first she couldn't believe that she was really considering it, but the thought of it happening for real just got her breathless with excitement every time she thought about it. She started to think about this more and more, and the more she thought about it, the more sure she became that she really wanted to do it!
Lucy didn't want to just tell one of her friends about her fantasy; she would be far too embarrassed to do that, and besides, in her fantasies she found it more of a turn on to imagine being tickled in a situation where it was seemingly against her will; where she was the "damsel in distress"! So, Lucy tried to think of a situation she could set up, where her friends would tickle her. Lucy eventually came up with what she thought was the perfect plan to get her friends to tickle her.
The opportunity to put her plan into action soon presented itself; Lucy's parents were going away for the weekend, and Lucy would have the house to herself for the whole weekend. Lucy had asked if Mark and Tony, a couple of her closest friends, could come round to keep her company while they were away, and her parents agreed. Mark and Tony were both the same age as Lucy, they were both easygoing boys, and they both enjoyed a laugh, were always joking and kidding around and were generally up for anything. They always enjoyed kidding around with Lucy; exchanging sarcastic banter and pretending to be mean to her, in a playfull affectionate way. They both fancied Lucy, and Lucy knew this, although neither of them were her type, which they both understood; they were just good friends to hang out with. They were the perfect candidates for what Lucy had in mind.
It was saturday afternoon, Lucy's parents had left for their trip on friday night, she now had the house to herself and she was waiting for Mark and Tony to come round, as they'd arranged. She'd explained to them that her parents didn't want her to go out while they were away, and that they'd have to spend the weekend in, which suited her plans just fine.
Lucy was wearing a pair of tight black lycra leggings that came down just below her knees, a tight white cropped t-shirt that exposed her flat toned tummy, and a pair of thin white ankle socks. She lay on the couch, waiting for Mark and Tony to turn up, and she thought about what she had planned and was was so nervous and so excited that her stomach turned over and over and she was already turned on.
Mark and Tony turned up, and they spent the afternoon hanging out; they chatted, clowned around, as the guys usually did, and watched some TV and a movie. She had spent the afternoon in a state of nervousness and excitement; her mind had been totally pre-occupied with what she had planned. She was nervous at first and wasn't sure if she still wanted to do it, but after spending some time with the guys and after much clowning around, she felt much more relaxed with them, and she was so turned on now from thinking about it, that she really wanted to do it now. Lucy had been waiting apprehensively, looking for the best moment to make her suggestion.
After they were beginning to get bored, Lucy saw her chance and, trying her best to sound casual, said "hey, why don't we play a game?"
"What sort of game?" Mark asked.
"There's this game I play sometimes with my girlfriends, we made it up ourselves, it's really cool!"
"What is it?" asked Tony.
"I'll show you" said Lucy, and she went to her bedroonm and came back with 2 small bags.
"This bag", said Lucy, "is filled with dares, and this bag is filled with punishments. We each take it in turns to pull a dare out of the bag, and you can try to do the dare, or you can pass on it. Then, when all the dares are gone, the person that did the least of them successfully has to pull a punishment from the other bag, and the other 2 have to carry it out on them."
Mark and Tony grinned at her.
"That does sound cool!" said Mark.
"What sort of dares and punishments?" asked Tony.
"All sorts of things, but trust me you really don't want to lose because the punishments are all really, really bad" Lucy's heart pounded in her chest as she said this.
Mark and Tony agreed wholeheartedly to play this game, and the game was soon in full swing. Lucy of course had no intention of trying to win this game, in fact she was going to make sure that she was the loser! She was also going to make sure that she picked one punishment in particular, that she had carefully taped to the bottom of the bag's interior before the boys had arrived!
As they played the game and attempted to carry out the various stupid dares, Lucy was flushed with excitement and nerves, she couldn't believe that this was really going to happen! Each time she deliberately fluffed her dare, it gave her a small thrill to think of what it was leading to!
The game was finally over, and Lucy was declared the loser, much to her secret delight! She was handed the bag of punishments and she felt into it, a bit worried that she might not find her carefully secreted note! Her fingers quickly found the note taped to the bottom of the bag, and the thought struck her that once she'd pulled it from the bag, her fantasy was really going to happen! This was her last chance to chicken out and the thought thrilled her, she didn't give herself a moment longer to consider it and she quickly plucked the note out of the bag and passed it to Mark.
Lucy bit her bottom lip as Mark unfolded the note, she was so apprehensive to see the reactions that they would have when they read it.
"The loser" said Mark, "must first be tied to a bed by their wrists and ankles" Mark paused and a big smirk appeared on his face, "and then they must be tickled without mercy for exactly 2 whole hours!"
The boys looked at each other with huge grins, and Lucy smiled shyly.
They took hold of Lucy firmly by the upper arms and lead her upstairs to her bedroom. Lucy pretended to be a little reluctant but she let the boys lead her with a sheepish embarrassed smile on her face.
In her bedroom they led her to her bed and Lucy, now apparently resigned to her fate, lay down on her back, her heart pounding in anticipation. Mark and Tony quickly found the pieces of rope that Lucy had conveniently left on a pile of assorted junk in her room. The boys took her wrists in their hands and tied the end of a piece of rope tightly round each. They then did the same with each of her ankles. Mark then took hold of her wrists, raising her arms high above her head and he looped each of the ropes round her wrists over the top end of the bed at either corner, tying the free ends to the wooden slats under the matress. At the same time Tony took hold of either of her ankles and pulled her legs apart and tied her feet to the bottom corners of the bed in the same way. As they tied the ropes, the boys pulled them tight, so that Lucy was stretched out in a tight spreadeagle with her arms stretched out far above her head and with her ankles resting on the edge of the bed so that her feet dangled in space over the edge.
Lucy had never been tied up before and the sensation scared and excited her; she felt totally vunerable, she was stretched out so tightly and the bonds round her wrists and ankles were also so tight that she knew there was absolutely no way she could get free, in fact she was tied so tightly she really couldn't move at all; the boys would really be able to do whatever they liked to her now and there would be absolutely nothing she could do about it. At the same time the feeling of being bound like that really thrilled her. As she waited for the boys to start, Lucy was nervously enjoying the feeling of bondage as she playfully struggled against her bonds, wriggling her body and her hands and feet. Lucy was very apprehensive, she really had no idea what it would feel like to be tickled like she was about to be, and she really didn't know how much she would be able to take. What if she couldn't bare it after 5 minutes, how was she going to stand two hours of it? The thought made her so nervous and so excited.
The boys started with Lucy's feet; one on either foot. They started scraping their fingernails rapidly on the soles of her feet. The sensations ran through Lucy like electic shocks and she instantly started giggling. The sensations tickled like crazy and the feeling was infuriating, within a minute Lucy was aching to pull her feet away and make it stop! She wriggled her feet about like crazy in a futile attempt to evade the ticklish fingers, but with her feet potruding from the edge of the bed, there was nowhere they could go, and as she tried to wriggle her feet, the boys would grip them tightly as they continued their tickling. The sensation was almost unbearable and Lucy hoped that she would get used to it, but as the tickling continued, the sensation contined to be just as unbearable. The boys continued to tickle her feet continously and mercilessly for 20 minutes, and the sensations drove Lucy crazy with constant giggles. She was giggling so much that she could barely talk, occasionally managing to say an "oh God". The sensation was driving her nuts and all she could think about was how she wished she could pull her feet away or reach down her hand and cover them, but she knew that she had absolutely no choice other than to endure it. Lucy started to become very confused because, although she hated the tickling, she also loved it! The sensation on her feet was infuriating and she wished it would stop, but at the same time it also felt really nice, and she was so turned on that she wanted it to go on for ever!
The boys then went to work on the rest of her body. They worked over various parts of the rest of her body, especially her arm-pits, the sides of her ribs and her tummy, tickling as hard and as fast as they possibly could. Lucy was driven into a frenzy, just her feet being tickled was bad enough, but this was beyond belief, she really couldn't bear this. Lucy squirmed and writhed violently and she started to laugh and scream and was soon begging the boys to stop. The boys continued unabated for minute after tortous minute, as Lucy continued to writhe and beg and beg over and over.
Both boys were now very aroused. The situation of having this incredibly cute girl tied up in front of them so that they could do whatever they wanted to her was such a turn on. As they tickled her and watched her writhe and squirm and giggle and laugh and scream, they just wanted to tickle her more and more. Hearing her beg for them to stop was like sweet music to their ears and would just make them continue tickling even harder to hear more of the sweet begging! The boys started to feel a total compulsion to just tickle and tickle her to the maximum amount they possibly could. They knew that what they were doing to this poor girl must be driving her crazy, but knowing that and seeing her torment was such a delicious sight to see and turned them on so much that they just didn't want to stop.
To Lucy the boys seemed intent on pushing her to the very limit and after many minutes of the constant tickling, Lucy was driven into a state of silent hysteria with her eyes tightly shut and tears rolling down her cheeks. Lucy continued to spend the next two hours wriggling and squirming in a state of tortured delight!
