Hey friends...oh, its been a while. A lot has happened over the past few months, and my writing always seems to be put on hold. But I've teamed up with my good friend Jersey Tickler again, this time for a story about a washed up ex-porn star with a savage tickle fetish. She is known as the Black Widow, and any young girl unfortunate enough to be ensnared in her web will soon find herself in a world of laughter and tickling fingers. This is the story of three such girls, a story of the rise and fall of the world's most famous serial tickler. Enjoy...
And drink a beer or two for me goddammit, Iraq sucks balls.
Warning:
This story is rather explicit, and may contain material that some may find disturbing. If you are at all opposed to sexual content/lesbian content, don't read any further. You have been WARNED! You're all DOOOMED! Its got a death curse...ahem, please continue.
And as always, feedback is appreciated.
1
“This is gonna sound kina weird but…well, I kinda have a thing for tickling…”
Anna Fischer looked over at the driver with a slightly bemused look on her pretty 18 year old face. “Tickling? Um…that’s not really that weird. I mean, I’ve met people into way weirder shit, like pee-pee and trampling and that kinda shit. You’re actually pretty normal.
The driver smiled. “You’re the first person to ever tell me that. Have you ever tried it? Tickling I mean.”
Anna Fischer had never been tickled in her life. Not even playfully as a child. The young brunette fidgeted a little uncomfortably in the pickup truck’s leather seat, considering the question. She really was a beautiful young specimen, the driver thought. So young and cute. She had something of an punk rock look to her, with baggy black pants with chains and an Avenged Sevenfold tee-shirt.
“No…actually I’ve never been tickled. I know, its weird. I don’t usually tell people cause I know they’ll wanna tickle me if they heard that.”
The driver was thrilled. A gorgeous young girl who had never been tickled…what fun. She knew she had to have this girl at her mercy. Already the driver could hear the sweet laughter of her victim and see her curvy body squirming under tickling fingers. Of course, this girl would never agree to it. She’d have to be lured in by other means.
“So you have a boyfriend?” The Driver asked after a few minutes of silence.
Anna shrugged, looking a bit embarrassed. “Not really. I mean, there’s a lot of guys at school that like me but…just haven’t found one yet. But I’ve always got guys trying to get in my pants, haha.”
“How bout a girlfriend?” the Driver asked coyly.
Anna got a little red. “No, I mean…well I’m not really like that. I mean, I’ve always kinda wanted to do stuff with a girl before but…well…
“Its ok hun,” the driver said, smiling. “There’s nothing wrong with being gay. Its ok, I’m gay and I’m perfectly normal. Nothing wrong with it.”
“Really?” Anna asked, intrigued. You’re a lesbian too? I dunno…I just never could really talk about it with anyone. If my mom knew she’d flip.”
This is too easy, the driver thought. “Its perfectly normal hun. I can’t believe you’ve never slept with another girl before. We know all the right spots to hit. Guys are so clumsy, they have no idea what they’re doing. Women, well we know our bodies better than any man. Its really an amazing experience.”
“Hmm…” Anna mused. “You know, I’ve always wanted to try it…”
Interlude
Summer, 1979
“Goddammit Robin, you worthless bitch. You’ll never amount to shit.”
“No daddy, please! Anything but this!”
“I need to teach you a lesson girl. Sleeping with other girls ain’t natural, it ain’t right! You’re gonna go to hell if you keep this up girl! God hates gay people. Now I gotta give you your penance.”
“No dad, please! This is the worst!
A middle aged, balding man, mid forties…he’s wearing a stained white wife-beater over his bulky frame. He wields a long, black feather in his hands as he stands over the 18 year old girl tied to the bed before him. She is tall and beautiful, with flowing black hair and a voluptuous body. The man stoops down and begins to stroke her flawless body with the feather.
“Coochie coochie coo baby. I’ll tickle some sense into you girl, I swear it. No daughter of mine is gonna be a lowlife ******, so sir. Now you just take it girl, laugh like a good little girl now ya hear? Daddy’s just teaching you a lesson is all.”
“Nooooo! Oh god no pleeeease! That really tickles daddy! I’ll be a good girl I swear! Anything but this!”
……..
2
Anna flopped down on the pillow and let out a deep breath. “Oh my god that was…fucking amazing…”
The driver lay next to her, a cigarette dangling from her lips. “I told you you’d like it. Nothing a dick can do that a vagina can’t do better.”
Anna began to feel a bit drowsy. “Mm, I’m tired. That’s weird…”
“You’re just worn out is all. Go ahead and sleep, I’ll drive you home tomorrow…”
The driver’s voice came in and out like a dream and the room began to tilt slightly. Had she been drugged? Anna’s heart began to race. What did this woman want? She seemed nice enough but…Anna’s mind went blank.
……..
“What the hell?”
Anna woke up, as if from a deep slumber. She was no longer in the driver’s bed, but tied to an inverted wooden frame with her arms out to her sides. This isn’t right…
Oddly, Anna wasn’t frightened. She felt strangely calm, but her senses were heightened and she was keenly aware that someone was watching her from the shadows. She also realized that she had been stripped down to her black bra and purple thong, and that her black and red striped socks had been removed.
“Hey…what the hell, let me go. Are you gonna fuckin rape me or something? I want to have sex with you, you don’t need to do this. If you wanted to tie me up you should have said something! Let me out goddammit!”
The driver emerged from the shadows, dressed in a tight black dress that emphasized her well shaped, large breasts, and a fishnets over her slender, sexy legs. Her flowing black hair was down to her thighs and she had black lipstick and eye-shadow on, as well as long, black fingernails.
“You know Anna, sex doesn’t really interest me all that much. I have what you might call a tickle fetish, and that’s how I really get off. Nothing turns me on more than a young girls squealing laughter as I caress her tender skin or stroke it with a nice stiff feather. You’ll find out, soon enough.”
“Shit, is that what this whole thing was about? You just wanted to tickle me this whole time! Fuck you, let me out of here!” Anna protested. The idea of being tickled by this maniac was not a pleasant one. She had to admit, however, that the situation was just a little hot…and the driver looked damn sexy at the moment.
The driver looked the young girl up and down, licking her lips as she observed Anna’s soft white flesh, her perky breasts and curvy middle, round ass and perfect legs. It all ended in the cutest pair of feet the driver had ever seen, with amazing little round toes with black nail polish. She grabbed a long, black feather from a box to the side and approached the helpless teen.
“So, you say you’ve never been tickled before? Well, lets see how you like it my dear.”
Before Anna could protest the Driver began to stroke Anna’s genital area with the feather. Anna drew in a sharp breath. It felt amazing! “Mmmm…”
“Oh, you like that do you?” The Driver asked. “How about this.’
She began to stroke more furiously along the edge of Anna’s pussy, using the stiffness of the feather to push it harder. Anna began to giggle furiously.
“Holy shit, that tickles! Heehee, what the fuck?!” It tickled a lot, and yet felt good at the same time. What the hell was this?
“Hm, I think you like that a bit too much,” the Driver said. “Lets try this one.”
She attacked Anna’s midsection with her fingers, digging them into her ribs and licking her bellybutton at the same time.
Anna flailed wildly on the frame. It tickled really bad! Having never been tickled before, Anna was exceptionally sensitive to the Driver’s probing fingers. She howled with laughter as her body was assaulted by ten tickling fingers and one wet, pink tongue. In a way Anna was enjoying it, but as the tickling continued it became more and more unbearable. Anna’s sweet laughter was interspersed with adorable begging for mercy. The Driver drank it in, quenching her thirst for tickle torture with the 18 year olds hysterical squealing.
“Whats wrong little girl? You don’t like the tickling? Oh coochie coochie coo, tickle tickle little girl. Yes, laugh, that’s all you can do. Coochie coo my ticklish darling, you aren’t going anywhere. Just take it. Take it you ticklish little bitch!”
“Oh god! Noooo!” Anna squealed. “Please, I can’t take this anymore. Oh god, stop!”
The Driver moved her wiggling fingers into Anna’s smooth, freshly shaven underarms. Her tender young flesh had never before felt tickling and it drove her into hysterics. The laughter increased and Anna no longer had he breath to beg for mercy. She just wailed and bucked on the wooden frame, unable to escape. The driver continued the assault, tickling Anna’s nipples with quick strokes of her fingers while fingering herself with her free hand.
“Mm, yeah laugh for me bitch. Laugh, you know it tickles. Mm, yeah. Tickle tickle my sexy little punk rocker.”
“What…what the fuck! Oh god, stop it!”
Anna was becoming delusional. This was much more than she bargained for. But she promised to herself that if she ever got free of this, this tickling bitch was a dead woman.
“Mmm, now how about some tools my dear?”
The Driver moved to her box, granting Anna a brief reprieve. The Driver grabbed a brush and an electric toothbrush. She thought for a moment, then stopped and stripped herself down to her bra and panties. Now only in her underwear and fishnets, the Driver grabbed her tools and approached her helpless tickle victim.
“So how do you like the tickling so far my dear? I should warn you, however, its only just begun. We’re not stopping till I cum dear, and that can take quite a while.”
“Oh god, no more please. I’m gonna kill you you stupid bitch!” Anna gasped.
“Oh really? Well lets see how you like this!
She clicked the electric toothbrush on and began to tickle Anna’s erect nipples, while she applied the brush to her armpits. This double attack made Anna’s sexy body squirm, producing a heavier laughter with more pleas.
“Goddammit! Oh my god that fucking tickles! Stop it! Gahahad, you bitch!”
“Mm yeah, beg. Beg for me to stop! Ooh yeah, beg for it!”
The brush’s stiff bristles glided along Anna’s smooth skin, tickling horribly. And the electric toothbrush whirred and buzzed as it stroked her nipples over and over again. Still, it felt oddly good, despite how badly it tickled.
The Driver furiously fingered herself as she tickled her victim, taking great pleasure in every stroke and every giggle. This was truly the only way to get off.
Interlude
The man lay in a pile of filth on the couch, snoring loudly; an empty beer can in one hand and the television remote in the other. The flickering light of the TV washed over him as the young girl approached. He seemed so oddly peaceful, not at all the monster who had just tickled her till she had passed out. She felt her face, felt the place where he had broken her jaw, the scar where he had hit her with a whisky bottle. She could still feel his tickling fingers on her soft skin, hear his taunting as she laughed and screamed for mercy. She hated him…
She raised the knife in her hands.
She plunged the knife into his throat.
……
More coming soon...
And drink a beer or two for me goddammit, Iraq sucks balls.
Warning:
This story is rather explicit, and may contain material that some may find disturbing. If you are at all opposed to sexual content/lesbian content, don't read any further. You have been WARNED! You're all DOOOMED! Its got a death curse...ahem, please continue.
And as always, feedback is appreciated.
1
“This is gonna sound kina weird but…well, I kinda have a thing for tickling…”
Anna Fischer looked over at the driver with a slightly bemused look on her pretty 18 year old face. “Tickling? Um…that’s not really that weird. I mean, I’ve met people into way weirder shit, like pee-pee and trampling and that kinda shit. You’re actually pretty normal.
The driver smiled. “You’re the first person to ever tell me that. Have you ever tried it? Tickling I mean.”
Anna Fischer had never been tickled in her life. Not even playfully as a child. The young brunette fidgeted a little uncomfortably in the pickup truck’s leather seat, considering the question. She really was a beautiful young specimen, the driver thought. So young and cute. She had something of an punk rock look to her, with baggy black pants with chains and an Avenged Sevenfold tee-shirt.
“No…actually I’ve never been tickled. I know, its weird. I don’t usually tell people cause I know they’ll wanna tickle me if they heard that.”
The driver was thrilled. A gorgeous young girl who had never been tickled…what fun. She knew she had to have this girl at her mercy. Already the driver could hear the sweet laughter of her victim and see her curvy body squirming under tickling fingers. Of course, this girl would never agree to it. She’d have to be lured in by other means.
“So you have a boyfriend?” The Driver asked after a few minutes of silence.
Anna shrugged, looking a bit embarrassed. “Not really. I mean, there’s a lot of guys at school that like me but…just haven’t found one yet. But I’ve always got guys trying to get in my pants, haha.”
“How bout a girlfriend?” the Driver asked coyly.
Anna got a little red. “No, I mean…well I’m not really like that. I mean, I’ve always kinda wanted to do stuff with a girl before but…well…
“Its ok hun,” the driver said, smiling. “There’s nothing wrong with being gay. Its ok, I’m gay and I’m perfectly normal. Nothing wrong with it.”
“Really?” Anna asked, intrigued. You’re a lesbian too? I dunno…I just never could really talk about it with anyone. If my mom knew she’d flip.”
This is too easy, the driver thought. “Its perfectly normal hun. I can’t believe you’ve never slept with another girl before. We know all the right spots to hit. Guys are so clumsy, they have no idea what they’re doing. Women, well we know our bodies better than any man. Its really an amazing experience.”
“Hmm…” Anna mused. “You know, I’ve always wanted to try it…”
Interlude
Summer, 1979
“Goddammit Robin, you worthless bitch. You’ll never amount to shit.”
“No daddy, please! Anything but this!”
“I need to teach you a lesson girl. Sleeping with other girls ain’t natural, it ain’t right! You’re gonna go to hell if you keep this up girl! God hates gay people. Now I gotta give you your penance.”
“No dad, please! This is the worst!
A middle aged, balding man, mid forties…he’s wearing a stained white wife-beater over his bulky frame. He wields a long, black feather in his hands as he stands over the 18 year old girl tied to the bed before him. She is tall and beautiful, with flowing black hair and a voluptuous body. The man stoops down and begins to stroke her flawless body with the feather.
“Coochie coochie coo baby. I’ll tickle some sense into you girl, I swear it. No daughter of mine is gonna be a lowlife ******, so sir. Now you just take it girl, laugh like a good little girl now ya hear? Daddy’s just teaching you a lesson is all.”
“Nooooo! Oh god no pleeeease! That really tickles daddy! I’ll be a good girl I swear! Anything but this!”
……..
2
Anna flopped down on the pillow and let out a deep breath. “Oh my god that was…fucking amazing…”
The driver lay next to her, a cigarette dangling from her lips. “I told you you’d like it. Nothing a dick can do that a vagina can’t do better.”
Anna began to feel a bit drowsy. “Mm, I’m tired. That’s weird…”
“You’re just worn out is all. Go ahead and sleep, I’ll drive you home tomorrow…”
The driver’s voice came in and out like a dream and the room began to tilt slightly. Had she been drugged? Anna’s heart began to race. What did this woman want? She seemed nice enough but…Anna’s mind went blank.
……..
“What the hell?”
Anna woke up, as if from a deep slumber. She was no longer in the driver’s bed, but tied to an inverted wooden frame with her arms out to her sides. This isn’t right…
Oddly, Anna wasn’t frightened. She felt strangely calm, but her senses were heightened and she was keenly aware that someone was watching her from the shadows. She also realized that she had been stripped down to her black bra and purple thong, and that her black and red striped socks had been removed.
“Hey…what the hell, let me go. Are you gonna fuckin rape me or something? I want to have sex with you, you don’t need to do this. If you wanted to tie me up you should have said something! Let me out goddammit!”
The driver emerged from the shadows, dressed in a tight black dress that emphasized her well shaped, large breasts, and a fishnets over her slender, sexy legs. Her flowing black hair was down to her thighs and she had black lipstick and eye-shadow on, as well as long, black fingernails.
“You know Anna, sex doesn’t really interest me all that much. I have what you might call a tickle fetish, and that’s how I really get off. Nothing turns me on more than a young girls squealing laughter as I caress her tender skin or stroke it with a nice stiff feather. You’ll find out, soon enough.”
“Shit, is that what this whole thing was about? You just wanted to tickle me this whole time! Fuck you, let me out of here!” Anna protested. The idea of being tickled by this maniac was not a pleasant one. She had to admit, however, that the situation was just a little hot…and the driver looked damn sexy at the moment.
The driver looked the young girl up and down, licking her lips as she observed Anna’s soft white flesh, her perky breasts and curvy middle, round ass and perfect legs. It all ended in the cutest pair of feet the driver had ever seen, with amazing little round toes with black nail polish. She grabbed a long, black feather from a box to the side and approached the helpless teen.
“So, you say you’ve never been tickled before? Well, lets see how you like it my dear.”
Before Anna could protest the Driver began to stroke Anna’s genital area with the feather. Anna drew in a sharp breath. It felt amazing! “Mmmm…”
“Oh, you like that do you?” The Driver asked. “How about this.’
She began to stroke more furiously along the edge of Anna’s pussy, using the stiffness of the feather to push it harder. Anna began to giggle furiously.
“Holy shit, that tickles! Heehee, what the fuck?!” It tickled a lot, and yet felt good at the same time. What the hell was this?
“Hm, I think you like that a bit too much,” the Driver said. “Lets try this one.”
She attacked Anna’s midsection with her fingers, digging them into her ribs and licking her bellybutton at the same time.
Anna flailed wildly on the frame. It tickled really bad! Having never been tickled before, Anna was exceptionally sensitive to the Driver’s probing fingers. She howled with laughter as her body was assaulted by ten tickling fingers and one wet, pink tongue. In a way Anna was enjoying it, but as the tickling continued it became more and more unbearable. Anna’s sweet laughter was interspersed with adorable begging for mercy. The Driver drank it in, quenching her thirst for tickle torture with the 18 year olds hysterical squealing.
“Whats wrong little girl? You don’t like the tickling? Oh coochie coochie coo, tickle tickle little girl. Yes, laugh, that’s all you can do. Coochie coo my ticklish darling, you aren’t going anywhere. Just take it. Take it you ticklish little bitch!”
“Oh god! Noooo!” Anna squealed. “Please, I can’t take this anymore. Oh god, stop!”
The Driver moved her wiggling fingers into Anna’s smooth, freshly shaven underarms. Her tender young flesh had never before felt tickling and it drove her into hysterics. The laughter increased and Anna no longer had he breath to beg for mercy. She just wailed and bucked on the wooden frame, unable to escape. The driver continued the assault, tickling Anna’s nipples with quick strokes of her fingers while fingering herself with her free hand.
“Mm, yeah laugh for me bitch. Laugh, you know it tickles. Mm, yeah. Tickle tickle my sexy little punk rocker.”
“What…what the fuck! Oh god, stop it!”
Anna was becoming delusional. This was much more than she bargained for. But she promised to herself that if she ever got free of this, this tickling bitch was a dead woman.
“Mmm, now how about some tools my dear?”
The Driver moved to her box, granting Anna a brief reprieve. The Driver grabbed a brush and an electric toothbrush. She thought for a moment, then stopped and stripped herself down to her bra and panties. Now only in her underwear and fishnets, the Driver grabbed her tools and approached her helpless tickle victim.
“So how do you like the tickling so far my dear? I should warn you, however, its only just begun. We’re not stopping till I cum dear, and that can take quite a while.”
“Oh god, no more please. I’m gonna kill you you stupid bitch!” Anna gasped.
“Oh really? Well lets see how you like this!
She clicked the electric toothbrush on and began to tickle Anna’s erect nipples, while she applied the brush to her armpits. This double attack made Anna’s sexy body squirm, producing a heavier laughter with more pleas.
“Goddammit! Oh my god that fucking tickles! Stop it! Gahahad, you bitch!”
“Mm yeah, beg. Beg for me to stop! Ooh yeah, beg for it!”
The brush’s stiff bristles glided along Anna’s smooth skin, tickling horribly. And the electric toothbrush whirred and buzzed as it stroked her nipples over and over again. Still, it felt oddly good, despite how badly it tickled.
The Driver furiously fingered herself as she tickled her victim, taking great pleasure in every stroke and every giggle. This was truly the only way to get off.
Interlude
The man lay in a pile of filth on the couch, snoring loudly; an empty beer can in one hand and the television remote in the other. The flickering light of the TV washed over him as the young girl approached. He seemed so oddly peaceful, not at all the monster who had just tickled her till she had passed out. She felt her face, felt the place where he had broken her jaw, the scar where he had hit her with a whisky bottle. She could still feel his tickling fingers on her soft skin, hear his taunting as she laughed and screamed for mercy. She hated him…
She raised the knife in her hands.
She plunged the knife into his throat.
……
More coming soon...
