This is my first story for the forum. Hope everyone enjoys. I'm hoping to continue for a few more installments.
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Carleigh sat in biology class at her large, state university. It was early in the morning and she was rapidly losing interest in the professor’s lecture. With the class not even half over, her blue eyes began wandering around the room in search of something to distract her from the monotony of biology class.
Sitting in the row ahead of her was a cute, although somewhat plain, girl with curly brown hair and pale white skin. She clearly had a little extra baby fat in her face and around her stomach but, all and all, was cute in a girl-next-door kind of way. Carleigh wouldn’t have noticed her at all if the girl hadn’t been watching videos on her laptop, which immediately attracted Carleigh’s eye. Damn, she thought to herself, why didn’t I bring my computer today? I wouldn’t be nearly as bored.
She started to focus on something else when her eyes narrowed in on the video the curly-haired girl was watching. What the fuck? Carleigh wasn’t sure if her eyes were fooling her but the video seemed to show a naked girl, tied down to a table in “spread eagle” fashion, with both arms and legs spread wide. Two other girls, equally naked, were standing around the bound girl and... tickling her?
Carleigh couldn’t believe her eyes. The curly-haired girl was sitting in biology watching lesbian porn! And not just any porn, but tickling porn! As shocked as she was at the brazenness of the girl’s behavior, Carleigh couldn’t take her eyes off the video- she had never seen anything like it. The two girls surrounding the bound one were holding long, white feathers. One was slowly stroking the bound girl’s rock-hard nipples while the other was leisurely dragging her feather along their victim’s inner thighs. The bound girl, whose face the camera occasionally zoomed in on, was clearly aroused.
And the bound girl wasn’t the only one. Carleigh noticed that the video was clearly affecting the curly-haired girl, whose hand was slowly massaging the crotch of her jeans. Although she had never considered herself a lesbian, or even particularly bisexual, Carleigh had to admit that the prospect of dominating and teasing another girl, especially through something as unexpected as tickling, was incredibly arousing. She could tell her nipples were hardening under her bra and she actually considered mimicking the curly-haired girl’s behavior when the rustle of people around her indicated that class had ended. The curly haired girl quickly closed her laptop, stored it away in her backpack, and left the classroom.
Carleigh spent the rest of the day thinking about the curly haired girl and the tickling video. The thought of dominating, teasing and tickling another girl was all she could think about. And she knew that her best friends and sorority sisters, Lauren and Kristen, wouldn’t think poorly of her if she explained the situation. They might even have ideas on how she could live out what she’d seen in the video.
That night, Carleigh told her best friends what she’d seen and how it had made her feel. Lauren was enthusiastic (she was generally wild, especially about sex) and Kristen seemed open to considering it. After searching online and discovering some similar videos, Carleigh had sold them both: Lauren could barely contain herself and Kristen was definitely ready to figure out a way they could experience the fun for themselves.
For the next week, the three friends planned ways to live out their fantasy. Lauren, being the wildest and most bisexual of the three, led the way.
“What about the chick in your class watching the video?” Lauren asked. “Was she hot?”
“Cute, I guess,” Carleigh responded. “Curly brown hair, bit chubby in the middle. Cute face. But she’s definitely into tickling.”
“Exactly,” said Lauren. “So, if she’s doable, and she likes tickling, we should just jump out at her and do the shit from the video. Problem solved.”
Carleigh didn’t think it was a bad idea. Kristen, usually the most cautious of the three, didn’t really object either. “If we do it at night, and we blindfold her, she’ll never know it’s us. Plus, she’ll enjoy it.” The three agreed that, on Friday night, they’d spring their plan into action.
Friday came and Carleigh could barely contain herself. She had looked up the girl’s name in her online class directory and figured out where she lived: near the edge of campus in a relatively quiet area near the apartment of an older sorority sister who would be gone for the weekend visiting home. The girls decided to use their sister’s apartment as the site for their escapade, since the curly haired girl, whose name was Brittany, had to walk right past it to get home.
They knew Brittany had a late class on Fridays, ending at 9PM. Assuming she went straight home, they could expect to encounter her walking in front of their friend’s apartment at around 9:30. Unfortunately, the time made it difficult for the girl’s to change; Lauren and Carleigh both had classes ending around that time and they’d have to live their fantasy in what they had been wearing earlier.
The girls met at a prearranged spot at 9:10. Carleigh had rushed from class, her long blonde hair still perfectly in place. Standing 5’9” with a tight body and B-cup breasts, she had attracted attention her entire life. Tonight, she wore a skin-tight black turtleneck, tight jeans, and brown knee-high, heeled boots with the jeans tucked into them. She looked stunning and she knew it.
Kristen, who was about 5’6” and petite, had light brown hair, beautiful green eyes and relatively large breasts for her frame. She wore a long-sleeved red shirt, tight black jeans, and black 3 inch, close-toed pumps.
Lauren, who showed up last with the bag of “tools” they’d agreed upon, was 5’10” with long black hair, tanned skin (her mom was Italian), green eyes, and a stunning body with C-cup breasts. She was dressed in a tight black blouse showing her ample cleavage, a short jean skirt, black leggings and tan Ugg boots. Her face was filled with mischief and excitement.
The girls found a dark spot underneath the porch of the apartment where they’d fulfill their fantasy. From there, they could see when Brittany was near and would have easy access once they’d grabbed her.
Shortly after 9:45, Brittany walked past them on her way home. She was about 5’6”, with nice breasts but a little pudginess around the middle. She wore a blue sweatshirt, white long-sleeved top, jeans and white sneakers. She was barely paying attention to her surroundings when she heard what sounded like high heels behind her. She stopped, turned around and noticed a very tall, very pretty brunette smiling at her. As Brittany was about to open her mouth, she felt a blindfold come down over her eyes and another pair of hands shove a red ball gag into her open mouth. Before she knew it, the tall brunette (Lauren) had helped Carleigh and Kristen drag her onto the porch and into the apartment.
Brittany screamed into her gag, more out of shock than anything else. She felt the girls (she could hear them giggling) pull her into a bedroom and begin to tie her to a big bed, with arms and legs attached to each bedpost. Brittany began squirming and thrashing, trying to stop them from securing her to the bed. Finally, after she’d been successfully tied down, she heard a girl’s voice.
“So, we know about your fantasy. About tickling. And we were wondering... do you just like watching the videos or do you want to see what it’s really about?” Brittany couldn’t believe her ears... how could anyone know about that? She shook her head violently. She knew she was ticklish, and the effect tickling had on her, and she had no interest in revealing this to complete strangers.
“No? Well, sorry, sweetie,” Lauren said, “Because tonight you’re going to have an experience you’ll never forget.” With that, Lauren turned to her friends and took charge. “Okay, bitches. First things first: we need to strip her. Who wants to go first?”
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Carleigh sat in biology class at her large, state university. It was early in the morning and she was rapidly losing interest in the professor’s lecture. With the class not even half over, her blue eyes began wandering around the room in search of something to distract her from the monotony of biology class.
Sitting in the row ahead of her was a cute, although somewhat plain, girl with curly brown hair and pale white skin. She clearly had a little extra baby fat in her face and around her stomach but, all and all, was cute in a girl-next-door kind of way. Carleigh wouldn’t have noticed her at all if the girl hadn’t been watching videos on her laptop, which immediately attracted Carleigh’s eye. Damn, she thought to herself, why didn’t I bring my computer today? I wouldn’t be nearly as bored.
She started to focus on something else when her eyes narrowed in on the video the curly-haired girl was watching. What the fuck? Carleigh wasn’t sure if her eyes were fooling her but the video seemed to show a naked girl, tied down to a table in “spread eagle” fashion, with both arms and legs spread wide. Two other girls, equally naked, were standing around the bound girl and... tickling her?
Carleigh couldn’t believe her eyes. The curly-haired girl was sitting in biology watching lesbian porn! And not just any porn, but tickling porn! As shocked as she was at the brazenness of the girl’s behavior, Carleigh couldn’t take her eyes off the video- she had never seen anything like it. The two girls surrounding the bound one were holding long, white feathers. One was slowly stroking the bound girl’s rock-hard nipples while the other was leisurely dragging her feather along their victim’s inner thighs. The bound girl, whose face the camera occasionally zoomed in on, was clearly aroused.
And the bound girl wasn’t the only one. Carleigh noticed that the video was clearly affecting the curly-haired girl, whose hand was slowly massaging the crotch of her jeans. Although she had never considered herself a lesbian, or even particularly bisexual, Carleigh had to admit that the prospect of dominating and teasing another girl, especially through something as unexpected as tickling, was incredibly arousing. She could tell her nipples were hardening under her bra and she actually considered mimicking the curly-haired girl’s behavior when the rustle of people around her indicated that class had ended. The curly haired girl quickly closed her laptop, stored it away in her backpack, and left the classroom.
Carleigh spent the rest of the day thinking about the curly haired girl and the tickling video. The thought of dominating, teasing and tickling another girl was all she could think about. And she knew that her best friends and sorority sisters, Lauren and Kristen, wouldn’t think poorly of her if she explained the situation. They might even have ideas on how she could live out what she’d seen in the video.
That night, Carleigh told her best friends what she’d seen and how it had made her feel. Lauren was enthusiastic (she was generally wild, especially about sex) and Kristen seemed open to considering it. After searching online and discovering some similar videos, Carleigh had sold them both: Lauren could barely contain herself and Kristen was definitely ready to figure out a way they could experience the fun for themselves.
For the next week, the three friends planned ways to live out their fantasy. Lauren, being the wildest and most bisexual of the three, led the way.
“What about the chick in your class watching the video?” Lauren asked. “Was she hot?”
“Cute, I guess,” Carleigh responded. “Curly brown hair, bit chubby in the middle. Cute face. But she’s definitely into tickling.”
“Exactly,” said Lauren. “So, if she’s doable, and she likes tickling, we should just jump out at her and do the shit from the video. Problem solved.”
Carleigh didn’t think it was a bad idea. Kristen, usually the most cautious of the three, didn’t really object either. “If we do it at night, and we blindfold her, she’ll never know it’s us. Plus, she’ll enjoy it.” The three agreed that, on Friday night, they’d spring their plan into action.
Friday came and Carleigh could barely contain herself. She had looked up the girl’s name in her online class directory and figured out where she lived: near the edge of campus in a relatively quiet area near the apartment of an older sorority sister who would be gone for the weekend visiting home. The girls decided to use their sister’s apartment as the site for their escapade, since the curly haired girl, whose name was Brittany, had to walk right past it to get home.
They knew Brittany had a late class on Fridays, ending at 9PM. Assuming she went straight home, they could expect to encounter her walking in front of their friend’s apartment at around 9:30. Unfortunately, the time made it difficult for the girl’s to change; Lauren and Carleigh both had classes ending around that time and they’d have to live their fantasy in what they had been wearing earlier.
The girls met at a prearranged spot at 9:10. Carleigh had rushed from class, her long blonde hair still perfectly in place. Standing 5’9” with a tight body and B-cup breasts, she had attracted attention her entire life. Tonight, she wore a skin-tight black turtleneck, tight jeans, and brown knee-high, heeled boots with the jeans tucked into them. She looked stunning and she knew it.
Kristen, who was about 5’6” and petite, had light brown hair, beautiful green eyes and relatively large breasts for her frame. She wore a long-sleeved red shirt, tight black jeans, and black 3 inch, close-toed pumps.
Lauren, who showed up last with the bag of “tools” they’d agreed upon, was 5’10” with long black hair, tanned skin (her mom was Italian), green eyes, and a stunning body with C-cup breasts. She was dressed in a tight black blouse showing her ample cleavage, a short jean skirt, black leggings and tan Ugg boots. Her face was filled with mischief and excitement.
The girls found a dark spot underneath the porch of the apartment where they’d fulfill their fantasy. From there, they could see when Brittany was near and would have easy access once they’d grabbed her.
Shortly after 9:45, Brittany walked past them on her way home. She was about 5’6”, with nice breasts but a little pudginess around the middle. She wore a blue sweatshirt, white long-sleeved top, jeans and white sneakers. She was barely paying attention to her surroundings when she heard what sounded like high heels behind her. She stopped, turned around and noticed a very tall, very pretty brunette smiling at her. As Brittany was about to open her mouth, she felt a blindfold come down over her eyes and another pair of hands shove a red ball gag into her open mouth. Before she knew it, the tall brunette (Lauren) had helped Carleigh and Kristen drag her onto the porch and into the apartment.
Brittany screamed into her gag, more out of shock than anything else. She felt the girls (she could hear them giggling) pull her into a bedroom and begin to tie her to a big bed, with arms and legs attached to each bedpost. Brittany began squirming and thrashing, trying to stop them from securing her to the bed. Finally, after she’d been successfully tied down, she heard a girl’s voice.
“So, we know about your fantasy. About tickling. And we were wondering... do you just like watching the videos or do you want to see what it’s really about?” Brittany couldn’t believe her ears... how could anyone know about that? She shook her head violently. She knew she was ticklish, and the effect tickling had on her, and she had no interest in revealing this to complete strangers.
“No? Well, sorry, sweetie,” Lauren said, “Because tonight you’re going to have an experience you’ll never forget.” With that, Lauren turned to her friends and took charge. “Okay, bitches. First things first: we need to strip her. Who wants to go first?”
