Errotic Tickle (part 2 m/f)
Ann just came in from sunning in the back yard. She is wearing a string bikini. She walks into the living room and lays down on the couch. "Hey Karl," Ann calls out, "where are you?" "Up here" Karl calls back from the top of the stairs. "Get down here, I need you." Ann replies. Karl comes down the stairs and walks into the living room. "What's up?" he asks. Ann looked up at Karl with a devilish grin. "Tickle me." she said, her grin growing wider. This was the moment Karl had been waiting for. He knelt down beside the couch, and looked at Ann with a smile. He lightly stroked Ann's side with his finger. Ann begins to squirm. Karl then takes both hands, and uses all ten wiggling fingers to explore the contours of Ann's thin, flat stomach. Ann explodes into giggly laughter, wiggling and thrashing excitedly. Karl continues to tickle Ann's belly with one hand, as he starts working his way up her ribcage with the other. Ann keeps laughing and squirming helplessly, ocassionaly bucking and shrieking as Karl hits one of her realy ticklish spots. Still tickling Ann's quivering belly with one hand, Karl removes the top of her bikini with the other. Karl then took both hands, held them directly over her chest, and started wiggling his fingers in mid air. Ann didn't protest at all. In fact, she nodded her head and smiled. "Do it" she said in a sweet, sexy voice. So Karl reached down and started tickling Ann's breasts. Ann giggled and squeeled as she squirmed around. She was becoming increasingly turned on by the attention her body was recieving from Karls skilled fingers. Karl knew this. He continued tickling Anns breast with one hand, and slipped the bottom of her bikini off with the other. Still caressing Ann's breast with his left hand, Karl slid his right hand into place and started "tickling" Ann's clit. "Yessssss" Ann squeeled, as she started rocking her hips. Karl kept a steady rythem with his right hand as his left hand gave Ann's breast the attention it loved. Ann's laughter turned to moans as she grew closer and closer to the point of sweet release. Then it happenned. Karl's finger nailed her "g spot". Ann's pelvis then bucked as wave after orgasmic wave of pleasure of pleasure consumed her body.
The End
Ann just came in from sunning in the back yard. She is wearing a string bikini. She walks into the living room and lays down on the couch. "Hey Karl," Ann calls out, "where are you?" "Up here" Karl calls back from the top of the stairs. "Get down here, I need you." Ann replies. Karl comes down the stairs and walks into the living room. "What's up?" he asks. Ann looked up at Karl with a devilish grin. "Tickle me." she said, her grin growing wider. This was the moment Karl had been waiting for. He knelt down beside the couch, and looked at Ann with a smile. He lightly stroked Ann's side with his finger. Ann begins to squirm. Karl then takes both hands, and uses all ten wiggling fingers to explore the contours of Ann's thin, flat stomach. Ann explodes into giggly laughter, wiggling and thrashing excitedly. Karl continues to tickle Ann's belly with one hand, as he starts working his way up her ribcage with the other. Ann keeps laughing and squirming helplessly, ocassionaly bucking and shrieking as Karl hits one of her realy ticklish spots. Still tickling Ann's quivering belly with one hand, Karl removes the top of her bikini with the other. Karl then took both hands, held them directly over her chest, and started wiggling his fingers in mid air. Ann didn't protest at all. In fact, she nodded her head and smiled. "Do it" she said in a sweet, sexy voice. So Karl reached down and started tickling Ann's breasts. Ann giggled and squeeled as she squirmed around. She was becoming increasingly turned on by the attention her body was recieving from Karls skilled fingers. Karl knew this. He continued tickling Anns breast with one hand, and slipped the bottom of her bikini off with the other. Still caressing Ann's breast with his left hand, Karl slid his right hand into place and started "tickling" Ann's clit. "Yessssss" Ann squeeled, as she started rocking her hips. Karl kept a steady rythem with his right hand as his left hand gave Ann's breast the attention it loved. Ann's laughter turned to moans as she grew closer and closer to the point of sweet release. Then it happenned. Karl's finger nailed her "g spot". Ann's pelvis then bucked as wave after orgasmic wave of pleasure of pleasure consumed her body.
The End