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For anyone who's forgotten, this is the second in the Traci Green series, about that fun loving
mischievous 18 year old high school senior (6-3, 155, shoulder length brown
curly hair, brown eyes) whose love for tickling is only surpassed by her love
for mischief).
Traci Green shook her curly hair from her face as she walked by the Willams
house. She strained a bit to hear more of the sounds she had heard coming
from the bedroom window upstairs. She walked up the lawn so that she was
directly underneath the window, noting as she did that neither of the
Williams parents' cars were in the driveway.
The sound came again; it was that of a muffled scream. She looked up at
the window, which was wide open. It sounded as though the person trying to
scream had been gagged. Why the window was left open confused her, but there
was time to ponder that later. Traci's mind raced as she hurried to the
front door, tried it and found it unlocked, and quietly opened it, closing it
just as quietly behind her. She tiptoed upstairs, muscles tensing, ready to
use any and all of her considerable strength (Traci could bench more than 90%
of all boys her age), were it needed. She slowly approached the door to the
room where the sounds had come from. The door was cracked slightly, and
Traci peered through the crack.
Traci Green relaxed and smiled at what she saw. The Williams twins, Carrie
and Kathy, were laying on their parents king bed, side by side, with their
arms tied back to the bed frame. They were, indeed, gagged with bandanna type
handkerchiefs.Menendez Standing there next to them, grinning, were Jason and
Ed Hutchens. Traci eyed the situation. The Williams twins were 16, with
blond hair that flowed to their waists, blue eyes, about 5-8 and 115 each,
and faces that were, in Traci's opinion, 'drop-dead gorgeous', an opinion
that was shared by almost everybody else at school. Traci had relaxed
because she knew Jason and Ed. While they were pranksters like she was, she
also knew that they would not harm anybody--actually, Tracy doubted that
either the 16 year old Jason, nor the 14 year old Ed, knew a thing about sex.
"Perhaps I'll teach them someday," thought Traci with a silent giggle.
Indeed, she'd tickled and wrestled with the two of them on more than one
occasion, and had once let them tie her up and tickle her (all three of them
delighted in that incident, as Traci loved to be tickled) and never come
close to touching her in a suggestive way. It was all she could do to
encourage them (it took a double dare) to tickle her knees (Traci's favorite
place to be tickled was her inner thighs, but she couldn't get either of the
boys to do that). So Traci had no fears at this point. She watched for a
while.
"Know what the difference is between a pussy and a ****?" asked Jason of his
younger brother. Traci had heard this one before, it was Jason's favorite
riddle, and older than the hills.
"Hmmm," said Ed, pretending to ponder, "No, what?" The two girls, who were
in identical cutoff tops and soft cotton shorts, squirmed about on the bed,
eyes glaring in defiance.
"Well, you know what a pussy is, right?" queried Jason, "That warm
wonderful, soft, moist woman thing?" Traci giggled quietly. "As though they
would know," she thought.
"Yes, I know what that is." nodded Ed.
"Well, a **** knows she has one," said Jason, matter-of-factly. With that,
the two boys broke up laughing, as they always did.
Traci tiptoed away from the door and around to the stairway, out of audio
range, and giggled softly. It wasn't that the joke amused her, so much as
the fact that it described the Williams girls perfectly. Indeed, Carrie and
Kathy were totally beautiful, drop-dead gorgeous, knockouts. The problem was
that they both were very aware of that fact, and they both were as stuck up
and snobbish as could be. They alluded, at school, to all of the
'experience' they had in the world of men. Very few boys doubted this, but
Traci shared the view of most girls in the school that both of them were
still virgins. In any case, they were liked by some, and disliked by many.
Some muffled giggling came from the bedroom, and Traci hurried back to her
vantage point. Ed and Jason were, in their awkward way, poking Carrie and
Kathy lightly on the bellybuttons, and the two girls were giggling and
squirming about the bed. The boys drew little rings around the girls'
bellybuttons and the two girls giggled helplessly. "Gee and Mommy and Daddy
aren't going to be home until 4 PM today--I heard them say so!" Jason said.
Traci glanced at her watch, it was 11 am. "And you two are so helpless."
Traci grinned her silly grin. "Oh no you don't," she thought. "I'm not
going to let this opportunity be wasted on you two!" Traci put on a stern
expression.
She strode into the room, authoritatively. "What is going on here?" she
asked in a gruff voice.
The four of them were taken aback. Ed and Jason jumped literally a foot in
the air. The two girls' eyes widened in surprise, then expressions of relief
crossed their faces. "How little they know," thought Traci, struggling to
keep from grinning.
"Uh..." stammered Jason. "We were just having some....fun."
"Yeah," said Ed, "We wanted to teach these two stuck-ups a lesson for saying
things about us in school that weren't true!"
Traci was interested in this. "Such as?"
"Such as," mimicked the rangy Jason (who Traci thought was cute as could
be), "That we were gay boys and did things to each other."
Traci giggled. Jason glared at her, and Traci said, "As though you two
would know anything about sex at all." She heard one of the two girls giggle
under her gag, but ignored this for the time being. "Well, nobody at school
will believe it except airheads. And you two have NO right to tie them up
like this. Do you know you can get into trouble for that?"
"Awwwwwww, Traci," whined the stocky Ed. "We weren't gonna hurt them any."
"I know that, and you know that, but that still doesn't make it right,"
said Traci, as though saying it made it so. The two boys nodded. "How would
you like it if I tied YOU two up and let THEM do what they wanted?" The two
boys shuffled uneasily from foot to foot, knowing Traci was totally capable
of doing just that. Traci added, "I think that's a good idea, in fact, so
you can get a taste of your own medicine."
Ed and Jason stammered for words, but Traci helped them. "Now the two of you
BEAT IT, and don't let me catch you tying girls up again, understand?" The
two nodded, but didn't move. "I said BEAT IT!" repeated Traci in a
threatening voice, "or you're gonna end up just like these two are...." With
that the two of them moved by her quickly. Traci chased them down the
stairs, caught them at the door, as they opened it, wrapped her arms around
them from behind in bear hugs, pulled them to the floor on each side of her,
and rib tickled them, holding them firmly in place. She continued this for
about a half minute, with the two giggling like school kids and squirming in
her grasp. Finally she stopped and stood up. "Now skedaddle, you two, or
I'll carry both of you back upstairs and let them tickle YOU... for about an
HOUR! She made another motion toward them, but they needed no further
convincing and made beelines for the door and down the street to their house.
She shouted after them. "And don't let me catch you prowling around here
again or I'll tell your parents!"
Traci closed and locked the front door, checked the patio sliding door and
garage door to ensure they were locked, and made her way back upstairs. She
entered the bedroom the two girls were in and shut the window. "I hate
drafts," she told them. She then walked over to the bed, sat on it, and
removed the gags.
"She expected some words of gratitude. Instead she got this: "What
BASTARDS they are!" said Carrie. "The nerve of tying us up!"
"I'm going to have Dad see to it that they're put in jail FOREVER!" added
Kathy.
"You're welcome," said Traci, quietly.
The two of them looked at her and blushed. "Oh, sorry, Traci, thanks for
saving us. They would have probably raped us!" Carrie told her.
"No telling WHAT was on their mind!" added Kathy.
"Well, you're right about not knowing what goes on between the ears of those
two," agreed Traci, "But anything sexual would definitely NOT be one of the
options on their list." The two looked at her, puzzled. "Trust me, I know,"
Traci added.
"Oh, you DO?" asked Kathy. "Yes, well we've heard about you," she said
sarcastically. Carrie snickered. Traci thought "These two are just asking
for it." She intended to give it to them, mind, but hadn't found a good
excuse or way to, until now. She thought she would lead them a bit and see
how it developed.
"You've heard about me, huh?" asked Traci casually. "And what, pray tell,
have you heard?"
Kathy spoke. "Would you mind so terribly UNTYING us?" This was more of an
order than a question.
"Yes, this is uncomfortable!" said Carrie in an annoyed way.
"Ok, I'll untie, but first, answer the question: what have you heard about
me?"
"We won't answer until you've untied us!" stated Kathy. Carrie nodded in
agreement.
"You think?" said Traci with her silly grin. She leaned over, placed a
hand on each girls tummy, and scribbled playfully for a few seconds. The
girls both squealed, then giggled like children. "Now then, you were
saying?"
"We heard about you," stated Carrie, "And how you like to do weird things."
"I've heard you two tell the school about how wordly you both are," replied
Traci in an even voice. "But I doubt you two have any experience at all."
"Oh," said Kathy in a bitchy voice, "I'm sure we haven't had as much
experience as YOU have in SOME things," Carrie giggled evilly. "But," Kathy
added, "we could hold our own against you."
"These snot-nosed bitches," thought Traci. She wondered where they got it
from, since the both of the Williams adults were down-to-earth nice people.
She spoke to them, "Oh you think so?" she asked.
"Yes, we KNOW so," said Carrie.
"I seriously doubt either of you could stand 15 minutes of what I can dish
out," said Traci. She waved off their reply, "In fact, I think both of you
are virgins."
"Ha!" said Kathy, a little too overdone. Traci believed she was right on
the money now. "As though we would have any trouble getting as much as we
want....from guys that is!" She grinned a knowing grin at Traci.
Traci was bi, a fact that the whole community knew, and one she wasn't
ashamed of. But these two were far too mouthy in any case, and very much so,
considering the predicament they were in at the moment. Traci would take care
of that. An idea hit her.
"So you're women of the world, eh?" Traci giggled in a way that she hoped
would infuriate them. It did, as their glares showed her. "Well, I
seriously doubt that, but there's a way we can prove it....... if you dare to
try." She voiced it so that it would sound like they were cowards to not do
so.
"And what way might THAT be?" asked Carrie.
"Simple," said Traci, "we'll make the dare this: I bet that I can get both
of you, one at a time, to orgasm within five minutes."
Kathy wrinkled her nose. "No WAY are we going to let you do that to us!"
"Oh, I could do it," said Traci, "if I wanted to. You're not in much of a
position to stop me." The girls' eyes widened, and Traci quickly added, "But
I wouldn't unless you let me." The twins relaxed. "Of course you never
would allow me to, because you know I could. It's easy with virgins, you
know." Traci chuckled.
"We are NOT virgins!" said Carrie, as though it were a matter of life and
death that they weren't. "But that doesn't mean we WANT you to do lezbo
things to us!"
"Women of the world, ha!" cackled Traci. Another idea struck her. "Be
right back," she said.
Traci made her way to each girls bedroom, ignoring their commands and
questions, found what she was looking for in each, put them in her pockets,
and walked back into the room. "You know," she started, "I always have
enjoyed reading." The twins looked at her puzzled.
Traci pulled the contents out of her pockets: the two girls' diaries. The
twins' eyes widened in fear. "Hmm, Kinko's (a business where people could
make copies of things) is about 5 minutes away. It would take me maybe 20
minutes to copy everything from both of these. I'm sure the school would
love to read about them. She glanced through the diaries as the two hollered
and complained to her. "Hmm, here is an interesting one from Carrie's.
'Tonight, Johnny Powers kissed me on the lips. I totally melted.' Hmmm...
and this one is nice too.... 'Tonight Bobby---'"
"Stop it!!" screamed Carrie. "That isn't any of your business!"
"It'll be everybody's business before long," giggled Traci. "Soon everybody
will know just what virgins you really are. Unless..." she let her voice
trail off.
"Unless?" asked Kathy
"Unless you take my dare," said Traci. And to make it interesting I'll
even offer these stakes and conditions. Listening?" The twins nodded. "I
can make both of you orgasm, one at a time, within 5 minutes. If you're
squeamish about a girl touching you sexually, I'll make it 15 minutes, on the
condition that I do it without touching you directly sexually."
"How can you manage it if you don't touch us there?" asked Kathy.
"That's my problem," said Traci. "If I win, and I have to make BOTH of you
orgasm in the 5 or 15 minutes each to win, I get to do whatever I want to
both of you for a half hour each, as long as it doesn't bring you physical
damage. Since you've heard about me, you'll know that I'm probably going to
tickle you. " She giggled as she saw the twins' react by cringing. "In any
case,it won't be sexual unless you agree. If I lose, the two of you get to
tie me up and do whatever you like to me for a full hour, as long as it
doesn't physically harm me. And if you know as much about me as you think you
do, you'll know that I'm a girl of my word."
"Hmmmm," said Kathy. "And if we accept the diaries are ours without you
copying them?"
"Yes," said Traci, "And if you refuse, I'm headed for Kinko's pronto."
"I'll go for it," said Kathy, with finality, "the 15 minute way.
"I will, too," Carrie added. "the same 15 minute way."
Traci grinned her silly grin and unbuttoned Carrie's shorts and slid them
off."
"Hey, you said no sexual touching."
"Yes, but I didn't say you got to keep your clothes on," giggled Traci. She
slipped Carrie's powder blue panties off. "Good," she thought, "not a lot of
hair."
"Before we get started," Carrie said, "Where, exactly do you define 'sexual'
to be?"
Traci lightly touched the top of Carrie's opening. The girl gasped. "From
here," said Traci, who then touched her lightly again about a half inch below
the vaginal opening, causing Carrie to gasp again, "to there, inclusive, and
from here," Traci touched one side of Carrie's crotch, where it met the
thigh, causing a slight giggle, "to there" she lightly stroked the other
side in the same place, making Carrie giggle again. "Those are the
boundaries." She looked and chuckled to herself. Carrie was already a little
wet. "Okay," continued Traci. I need two more items. She went downstairs
and fetched the featherduster she'd seen there once on the stereo, while
visiting with the Williams adults with her parents. She then went back
upstairs, stopped at the linen closet and got a sheet from it. She returned
and ran the sheet under the bed, pulled the ends up on each side, then took
each of Carries legs, with some protests from the latter, and fastened them
to the ends so Carrie's legs were tied wide apart and helpless. Then Traci
slipped Carries top off onto her outstretched arms, followed by the powder
blue bra. Carrie's breasts were considerably smaller than the padded bra
would have led one to believe, but that didn't surprise Traci any.
"Okay," Traci said, pointing to the clock alarm. It says 11:16. I'll make
it more interesting. If I don't have you in full orgasm by 11:30, you win.
And if I touch you within the boundaries I pointed out, you win. Ready?"
Carrie nodded, and Traci lay next to her, but didn't do anything. She just
smiled. Carrie looked at her quizzically, and Traci started fussing with her
hair (Traci loved playing with hair).
"What are you doing?" Carrie asked.
"Whatever I want that isn't out of bounds as defined," Traci told her. Her
soft fingers stroked Carrie's cheeks affectionately. She glanced over at
Kathy, who was watching all of this intently. "So, my little helpless angel,
are you......ticklish?"
Carrie cringed. "You said you'd make me orgasm, not tickle me!"
"Yuppers, I said I would make you orgasm, but the way I go about it is up to
me, except for the sexual area," said Traci. She drug a fingertip along
Carrie's neck. Carrie giggled and turned her head toward the finger. Traci
let the finger wander down into the hollow of Carrie's underarm where she
lightly stroked for a few seconds.
"Tee hee hee hee...." giggled Carrie "Oh, that tickles!"
Traci grinned, leaned over, and pecked the girl on the cheek, causing Carrie
to blush. "So my little girl is ticklish huh?" Traci stroked the underarm
affectionately for a couple seconds.
"Tee hee hee hee heeeeeeeee.... yes!" giggled Carrie, who didn't struggle at
all.
"Carrie loves being tickled," said Kathy.
"Kathy, shut up!" snapped Carrie. "And you love it too! You...tee hee hee
hee hee hee...." the last from Traci's stroking of the helplessly exposed
underarm.
"Ohhhhhh, my little babe is soooo helplessly ticklish, huh?" teased Traci
affectionately. "Kitchy kitchy?" she let her fingernail stroke the side of
Carries ribs.
"EEEEEEEEEEE!!!" squealed Carrie softly. "Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee...
tickles!" Traci giggled in delight. This snobbish bitch was a little child
when tickled. "Tee hee hee hee hee, oh that tickles, Traci!"
Traci grinned her silly grin, then pulled the duster out from it shiding
place in her back pocket. Carrie gasped at the sight of it, then giggled and
squinted her eyes shut. Traci softly stroked Carrie's tummy with the duster.
"EEEEEEEE!! .... giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle" Carrie squirmed a
little bit, but mainly giggled.
Kathy watched this, grinning broadly. Traci saw that and looked at her.
"You're next, you know," Traci told her.
"I know," said Kathy, "And I also know my sis isn't gonna last."
"Kathy, shut UP!" snarled Carrie. "If you don't...tee hee hee...giggle
giggle giggle giggle...." Traci was stroking her tummy again. The clock read
11:19. Plenty of time.
"Oh, and I haven't even tickled the good places yet," teased Traci. She
took the duster and lightly stroked Carrie across her exposed breasts.
Carrie gasped, then started giggling helplessly. "Tee hee hee hee hee
hee...Traci, no fair!...tee hee hee hee hee"
"Yuppers, fair!" said Traci, "Nothing was said about here." She stroked
and stroked Carries breasts. Carrie giggled helplessly, breasts firming and
nipples hardening. Traci looked down. Carrie was getting wetter. Traci
kept tickling Carrie's breasts mercilessly.
"Hee hee hee hee...pleeease stop!...tee hee hee hee hee...I can't stand any
more!!.. tee hee hee hee heeeee...." Carrie's bottom was squirming fiercely
now. Traci had her.
Traci put the duster down and drug a fingertip lightly across Carries
abdomen. Carrie giggled like a six year old would, but arched into the
finger, rather than cringing away from it. Traci stroked and stroked the
abdomen, listening to Carrie's delightful giggling, and watching the girl
arch over and over. Traci stopped suddenly. It was 11:22. She went to the
linen closet and got a towel. She came back into the room, and worked it so
she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs underneath Carrie's
(with Kathy helpfully pulling her legs out of the way so Traci had room), and
positioned herself so Carrie's butt was on the towel in her lap. She went
back to tickling Carrie's abdomen. Carrie giggled and giggled, arching onto
Traci's finger repeatedly. Each time Carrie came down, Traci would wiggle
herself under Carrie, who would squirm helplessly in response. Traci went to
work in earnest now. She lightly glided the palm of her hand up and down
Carrie's inner thighs. Carrie gasped and moaned. She squeezed a thigh
firmly, causing more moaning and arching. Kathy watched all of this with a
huge smile.
"And now, my sweets," said Traci, "the one tickle you CANNOT resist."
Carrie looked at her wide eyed, with no clue of what was coming. Traci
stroked the thighs with her hands as Carrie's head dropped back on the pillow
and she started to moan. Traci took a fingernail and very lightly stroked
Carrie's mound with it, just barely above the opening. Carrie gasped, then
started giggling frantically, arching over and over into Traci's hand. Traci
scribbled Carrie's sparsely haired mound with all her fingers. Carrie giggled
and giggled, then moaned a little, then giggled, then moaned.
"And now you're toast," said Traci with a silly grin. Traci planted a
fingertip on the mound, just above the slit, and wiggled it hard, jiggling the
entire sexual area, while running her fingers furiously up and down Carrie's
thighs.
Carrie screamed out and started breathing heavily. She moaned, giggled a
little, then moaned louder and started thrusting her hips. Traci alternated
tickling, scribbling, stroking, wiggling, and squeezing on the thighs and
mound. Carrie struggled to hold back, but was getting wetter and wetter.
Traci noticed Carrie's sexual area getting very red and enlarged. Traci took
the duster, and, while scribbling Carrie's mound mercilessly, stroked Carrie
across the breasts.
That did it. Carrie couldn't hold it back and started orgasming. Fluids
flowed from her. "Cum for Traci, lil girl," teases Traci, scribbling the
mound and stroking the breasts. 'Cum on, sweetie,"
Carrie panted, moaned and orgasmed hard. "Traci," she managed to gasp,
"touch me there!"
"Only if you agree that it doesn't break the rules," teased Traci.
"Yes, it doesn't break the rules, PLEASE touch me there!!!" Carrie cried
out. Kathy giggled. Traci looked to her questioningly and she nodded her
agreement.
Traci held Kathy open at the top with thumb and ring finger, and lightly
stroked Carrie's clit with her forefinger. Carrie screamed and began
breathing harder and harder. Fluids were flowing freely now. Traci put the
duster down, managed to put one finger inside Carrie, with some effort, and
massaged her insides. Carrie clamped down on the finger greedilly, and
contracted on it over and over. Traci teased the clit mercilessly and rubbed
Carrie's insides with her finger. "Only one finger fits in here and you're
NOT a virgin?" Traci giggled." But Carrie was beyond answering. She thrust
her hips and arched her back over and over, as much as the constraints would
allow. Traci worked on Carrie mercilessly, teasing her with different
pressures and speeds, until Carrie finally collapsed, exhausted, unable to
respond. Traci looked at the clock. It was 11:28. Carrie had lasted a
total of six minutes. Traci climbed ou from under Carrie, gave her a playful
tummy tickle, which was greeted by a weak giggle,and untied Carrie's legs.
As Carrie lay and caught her breath and rested, Traci looked to Kathy.
"Your turn, sweetie," she said with a grin.
"Okay," said Kathy with a smile, "but I want you to do the 5 minute one on
me, where anything goes. I don't think you can make me cum in 5 minutes."
Traci nodded, and tied Kathy's legs in the same position as Carrie's were.
"I'll not only do it, I'll do it without touching you anywhere but one small
area," Traci smiled. Kathy giggled and wiggled her butt. Traci opened her
belly bag, get out her makeup kit (she rarely used more than a little bit of
highlight, if that, but always had it packed, mainly for other girls, should
they need it). She took out a little makeup brush and showed it to Kathy.
Kathy gasped. "No fair," she protested, giggling.
"Okay, it's 11:35 now, I have till 11:40," Traci stated. She lay between
Kathy's legs and pulled her open at the top with her fingertips, fully
exposing Kathy's clit. Kathy was wet and moaning already. Traci grinned and
very lightly stroked the clit with the bristles of the makeup brush.
Kathy giggled helplessly, trying to move out of the way. "hee hee hee hee
hehehehehehehehe... Traci, no fair!!... hee hee heheheheheheheheheeeee..."
"Tickle tickle where you're a girrrrrrrrlllllllll..." teased Traci, stroking
Kathy's clit a little faster.
"hee hee hee hee hehehehhhehehehehe.... EEEEEEEEEEEIK!... hee hee
hehehehehehehehehe......." Kathy giggled and giggled, in the same childlike
voice her sister had. She squirmed and thrust upwards onto the brush.
Traci leaned in, pressed her lips to the area just below the clit and
buzzed hard. Kathy squealed with laughter. Traci took the brush and ran it
up and down the sides of Kathy's slit. Kathy moaned and giggled. Traci
opened Kathy and started nibbling and sucking furiously on her clit. She put
a finger inside of Kathy...it was a tighter fit than Carrie's was.
"Virgins," she though to herself with a smile. She rubbed Kathy playfully
with the finger. Kathy squeezed on the finger and moaned as Traci nibbled on
her clit. Traci licked up and down Kathy's slit, nibbled on the clit, and
massaged her insides with the finger. Kathy lost control at the frequent
changes of teasing. She started to breathe heavily and contracted on
Traci's finger rhythmically. Traci looked up at the clock: 11:38. It had
taken three minutes. "I win the bet, said Traci, who then went back to work
on Kathy for another five minutes, making her orgasm over and over,
climaxing, ebbing, climaxing again. Finally, Kathy lay still, totally
exhausted. Traci licked all moisture in sight, untied Kathy's legs, and gave
her a playful rib tickling. Kathy, who had a bit more energy left, giggled
happily.
Traci untied the two girls. "Okay, I get a half hour with each of you, but
I want it over at my house, where I know there won't be any interruptions.
She put the diaries in her pockets.
"Hey, you said we got those back!" protested Carrie.
"You do, once you've honored all the conditions of the dare," Traci told
them. You have 20 minutes to clean this up, get dressed, and show up at my
house. In 21 minutes, I'm off to Kinko's. She turned and left.
Traci made the preparations on the king bed in her room. Eight sets of
silk ropes, placed to tie the two girls helplessly spreadeagled. Various
items put in strategic locations. The doorbell rang and she glanced at her
watch. They were 5 minutes early. She peered through the window to be sure
it was them, and not somebody else, and went down to open the door.
The girls came in, looking surprisingly calm. Traci locked the door behind
them and led them upstairs to the bedroom. The twins giggled nervously when
they saw the ropes. Traci smiled and ordered: "Strip!" The two stated to
protest, thought the better of it, then stood there. Finally, Kathy said: "OH
what the heck, she's already seen us anyway," and stripped to the buff, with
Carrie close behind. Traci motioned to the bed and soon had the girls tied in
place, spreadeagled with legs far apart, criss-crossing each other.
Traci grinned. And this, my little angels, is what I want to do with you
for the half hour I have with each. I suggest you don't squirm too much, so
as not to cause any unnecessary pain."
The two looked at her quizzically. Traci answered their looks by producing
a Noreclo electric razor.
"Oh no, not THAT!" said Kathy, tossing her head back and forth and trying to
close her legs.
"You wouldn't DARE!" stated Carrie.
"Yup, I would, and I will, and you'll lay there and like it," Traci told
them. With that, she went to work on Kathy first, shaving the hair away with
the popup trimmer head, then shaving the stubble that was left with the
floating heads.
Kathy giggled helplessly as the buzzy razor trim-tickled her. "Tee hee hee
hee... I'll get you for this Traci!!!... tee hee hee hee hee hee.... let me
rest.... it tickles!!!!... tee hee hee hee heeeeeee..." she squirmed and
struggled as Traci trimmed and trimmed carefully away. Finally, after about 5
minutes, Traci admired her work. Kathy was smooth and hairless.
"Okay, that's 5 minutes. I have 25 coming," said Traci, who then went to
work on Carrie, getting basically the same response: giggling, pleading,
threats, and squirming. Five minutes later, Traci stepped back and admired
her work. The twins were now smooth and soft there. The pubic hair's former
presence was evident, of course, but not superficial. Traci grinned.
"NOT funny!" said Kathy. "How would you like it if we did that to YOU if
we'd won?"
"You couldn't," said Traci, dropping her shorts and panties and showing
them her hairless smooth self. "I've shaved that since I was 12. She
smiled. "But you know what being hairless there does?" The twins shook
their heads and she continued, "It makes you VERY sensitive there." Traci
grinned her silly grin and took a sheet out and ran it over the twins, at the
hips, tying it down to the bed and further immobilizing them there. "Now
that you're both soooooo helpless here, let's see just how sensitive you
are," Traci giggled. She took two featherdusters out from the box on the
floor.
The twins' eyes widened at the sight of the dusters. "Oh!!!" gasped Kathy,
"You wouldn't do that to us!!!"
"I wouldn't?" Traci smiled and sat on the bed between the two girls. "I sure
would!" She took the dusters and stroked up and down between the twins' legs.
"The two of them let out short gasps as the feathers touched their bare
sexual areas, then both started to giggle furiously. "Tee hee hee hee hee
hee... oh that tickles me!" giggled Carrie. "EEEEEEE.. giggle giggle giggle
giggle giggle... tickles!!!" was Kathy's response.
Traci smiled and stopped. "You like?" she kidded.
"Oh, you have no idea what that feels like!" said Carrie!
"Stupid," shot back Kathy, "she's bi, so she probably does know." Then to
Traci, "Wow that feels so awesome!"
Traci grinned. "Sure does, and you're both gonna get 25 minutes of it!"
She added, "With a little time to catch your breath."
The two girls giggled nervously, and Traci started in again, stroking the
red femininity and surrounding hairless smooth flesh with the dusters. "Tee
hee hee hee hee hee...giggle giggle giggle.. tickles!!!" squealed Kathy.
Carrie could only giggle madly. "ha ha ha hahahahahaha....tee hee hee
hee!!!.... ha ha ha ha hahahahahahaha.... eeeeeeeeeep!...tee hee hee hee!!!!"
Traci tickled and tickled the girls between their legs, and the twins
giggled helplessly and squirmed about, trying to move their hips and legs to
get out of the way, but were tied so that they couldn't move much at all.
Carrie couldn't do anything but giggle. Kathy tried squeezing words in...
"Pleeeeheeheeheeheeeeeze Traci!!" begged Kathy.... "Pleeeheeheeheeeeze let us
rest a second!!!" Traci grinned and stopped so the girls could catch their
breath. She put the duster down and stroked their hair and cheeks. The
twins took in deep breaths and relaxed. Carrie cooed at Traci's fingers on
her cheeks. Kathy just smiled happily. "So, you two like?" asked Traci.
"Ohhhhhhhh," sighed Carrie. "ohhhhhhhhhh....."
"We'd love it if you'd let us rest more often!" said Kathy. "But," she
looked up at Traci pleadingly. "We don't really want the whole world to
know."
"I don't tell anybody anything, sweetie," Traci told them. "What you tell
people is your business. I'm not ashamed in the least, and we ARE legal, you
know." Traci grinned her silly grin.
(AUTHOR'S note: I might point out here, for clarity's sake, that in this
fictional series, 16 is the age of sexual consent in the locality Traci lives
in, as in the case now in many states and areas of the world. This is stated
to avoid any possible future nitpicking by people. Thanks to Cassius for this
bit of information and recommendation. Sorry for the interruption, and read
on).
"Welllllll..." Carrie finally spoke. "I love this, and I think Kathy does
too." Kathy nodded and Carrie continued, "But I'd love it better if I could
wiggle around a little more than I can now."
Traci grinned and took the restraining top sheet off. The girls both arched
and stretched comfortably, then settled back down. "Time for more girl
tickles!" giggled Traci, and she went back to work on the twins' crotches.
"The girls giggled madly and squirmed happily about now as the feathers
teased and tickled them. Traci noticed the two of them getting very wet.
"Hmm, too early for that," she thought, then let them rest a second. They
both took a few deep breaths and smiled up at Traci.
"You like this, huh?" she asked them.
"I do, lots!" said Carrie. Then she got an embarrassed look on her face. "I
guess..." she trailed off, then started again. "I guess....you know that we
aren't, uh, how you said it? 'women of the world'.
Traci chuckled politely. "My finger told me as much, but I sort of knew it
long ago, angel," she told them. But you'll have plenty of time to learn
that. You have another 60 plus years of life left. Don't rush it." She
smiled and gave Carrie a light peck on the cheek, which Carrie returned. She
bent towards Kathy, who faced her, eyes closed, and lips puckered. Traci
grinned, took the face in her hands, and give Kathy a brief gentle peck on the
lips. "These two like to compete with each other," Traci thought. Then
aloud, "Okay, time to give the two of you a real tickle workout!"
The girls giggled and Traci wielded the dusters. "GONNA GETCHA!!" she
screamed, and lowered the dusters and tickled the twins mischievously with
them.
The two girls squealed in unison, then began giggling like children.
Traci, in symmetry, ran the dusters along the girls' arms, underarms, up and
down each side, across the breasts, up and down the tummy, over the abdomen
and mound, then lingered for a while between the legs, then up and down each
thigh, then made her way back up, repeating the path, but always lingering
for three or four times the duration when she reached their special places.
Carrie giggled crazily, unable to talk. "Tee hee hee hee hee hee
hee....ha ha ha ha ha...tee hee hee!!!.... ohhhhhhh...ha ha ha ha ha haha...
tee hee hee hee hee!!! EEEEEEEP!... ha ha ha ha ha ha.....hee hee hee!!"
She squirmed and flapped her arms and legs as Traci glided the duster over
her soft smooth skin, but lay helpless and giggled the hardest when Traci
lingered on her crotch.
Kathy was a little more verbal and descriptive. "HAAAA ha ha ha hahahahah..
not the BREASTS, Traci!!!... aaaaahhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha hahahahahah... tummy
tickles!!... hee hee hee!!!..ohhh!! ohhhhhh!!.. hee hee hee hee hee hee,
tickles too much 'tween my leggies!!!... eeeeeeeeeeeeeeep, not the thighs...
tee hee hee hee hee hee!!!"
Traci stroked and stroked the girls all over their bodies with the dusters,
making them giggle like little girls. But these weren't little girls; they
were fully mature females. "You two are the most ticklish HERE, aren't you!"
she teased, running the dusters between their legs. The two responded with
furious nodding and helpless laughter. Traci grinned and tickled and tickled
them there. The twins laughed furiously and squirmed their butts and ground
them on the bed. Tears of happy laughter were streaming down their faces and
moisture of a different kind was forming between their legs. Traci dropped
the featherdusters and took two stiff feathers, placed them in the girls'
somewhat spread slits, poked them upward, and tickled their clits with them.
The two started laughing hard, with moans and gasps punctuating the laughter.
Traci tickled the clits mercilessly, and the two girls subsided into
endless, helpless giggling, clits enlarging, getting wetter and wetter.
Finally, Traci put the feathers down, held the girls open at the top with
thumb and ringer of each hand, and stroked and massaged their clits furiously
with her fingers.
The twins went nuts, screaming, moaning and breathing heavily. Carrie
fell back into giggles again, but was getting terribly aroused. Kathy moaned
loudly and started tossing her head and grinding into the bed and arching
into Traci. Traci's expert fingers quickly found the right touch for each
girl: Carrie a soft gentle tickle tease, Kathy a hard, fast-rubbing motion.
Carrie giggled helplessly, but Traci could feel her contracting inside.
"Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee heeee...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...tee hee hee hee
hee hee hee hee heeeeeeeeee....ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!...hee hee hee heeeeeee....."
Her giggles were replaced with more moans until she was moaning loudly,
arching and thrusting, and grinding helplessly as she climaxed. Moisture
poured forth.
Kathy moaned loudly at the furious rubbing she was getting, and panted
heavily. She also thrust and arched and ground, the fluids coming fast and
freely as she orgasmed. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.........OOOOOOOOOOOOH!!" she panted
and panted, moaning loudly.
Finally the two lay there limply, gasping for air. Traci checked her watch.
"You two made it, the half hour is up. You can go now," she told them.
The two of them looked at her with hurt expressions. "Why, do we have to
go?" Carrie asked, between breaths.
"Awwwwwww. Traci, you can keep us helpless some more if you want," Kathy
smiled.
Traci grinned and untied the girls' legs. "Okay, but one at a time," she
giggled. She worked on one girl for 10 minutes or so, then the other,
tickling each to tears of happy laughter, then laying between their legs and
teasing each to orgasm. Occasionally, a free hand would wander over to probe
the girl who was resting to keep her in the mood. The two of them had a lot
of stamina and quick recovery times. Traci bobbed from one to the other,
seemingly endlessly, for at least another hour and a half. Finally, Carrie
couldn't handle any more, but Kathy was ready..and eager for one more run,
which Traci gave to her with zest. Traci had Kathy screaming loudly and
bucking hard in the last orgasm, legs wrapped around Traci in a death hold,
heels kicking Traci's back, insides contracting hard enough to seemingly
gobble up Traci's inserted finger, thighs quivering and entire body shaking.
Finally, she collapsed, totally spent.
Traci smiled and stroked Carrie's tummy playfully. Carrie giggled
helplessly, looking at Traci with puppy eyes. Traci untied her arms and
turned to Kathy, tummy tickling her to the same little girl giggles. She
untied Kathy. Traci took a sheet that was folded up on the edge of the head
of the bed, laid between the two exhausted girls, flapped out the sheet so it
covered the three of them, and drew the two of them towards her. "Rest for a
while," she told them. The two girls curled up to Traci, head on their
pillows, snuggled into her arms, and were asleep within minutes.
Traci Green sighed and stretched out comfortably. "Wore them both out," she
thought to herself. She closed her eyes, though not the least bit tired,
snuggled the two girls closer to her, and busied herself thinking about what
she was going to do to Jason and Ed Hutchens the next time she saw them.
For anyone who's forgotten, this is the second in the Traci Green series, about that fun loving
mischievous 18 year old high school senior (6-3, 155, shoulder length brown
curly hair, brown eyes) whose love for tickling is only surpassed by her love
for mischief).
Traci Green shook her curly hair from her face as she walked by the Willams
house. She strained a bit to hear more of the sounds she had heard coming
from the bedroom window upstairs. She walked up the lawn so that she was
directly underneath the window, noting as she did that neither of the
Williams parents' cars were in the driveway.
The sound came again; it was that of a muffled scream. She looked up at
the window, which was wide open. It sounded as though the person trying to
scream had been gagged. Why the window was left open confused her, but there
was time to ponder that later. Traci's mind raced as she hurried to the
front door, tried it and found it unlocked, and quietly opened it, closing it
just as quietly behind her. She tiptoed upstairs, muscles tensing, ready to
use any and all of her considerable strength (Traci could bench more than 90%
of all boys her age), were it needed. She slowly approached the door to the
room where the sounds had come from. The door was cracked slightly, and
Traci peered through the crack.
Traci Green relaxed and smiled at what she saw. The Williams twins, Carrie
and Kathy, were laying on their parents king bed, side by side, with their
arms tied back to the bed frame. They were, indeed, gagged with bandanna type
handkerchiefs.Menendez Standing there next to them, grinning, were Jason and
Ed Hutchens. Traci eyed the situation. The Williams twins were 16, with
blond hair that flowed to their waists, blue eyes, about 5-8 and 115 each,
and faces that were, in Traci's opinion, 'drop-dead gorgeous', an opinion
that was shared by almost everybody else at school. Traci had relaxed
because she knew Jason and Ed. While they were pranksters like she was, she
also knew that they would not harm anybody--actually, Tracy doubted that
either the 16 year old Jason, nor the 14 year old Ed, knew a thing about sex.
"Perhaps I'll teach them someday," thought Traci with a silent giggle.
Indeed, she'd tickled and wrestled with the two of them on more than one
occasion, and had once let them tie her up and tickle her (all three of them
delighted in that incident, as Traci loved to be tickled) and never come
close to touching her in a suggestive way. It was all she could do to
encourage them (it took a double dare) to tickle her knees (Traci's favorite
place to be tickled was her inner thighs, but she couldn't get either of the
boys to do that). So Traci had no fears at this point. She watched for a
while.
"Know what the difference is between a pussy and a ****?" asked Jason of his
younger brother. Traci had heard this one before, it was Jason's favorite
riddle, and older than the hills.
"Hmmm," said Ed, pretending to ponder, "No, what?" The two girls, who were
in identical cutoff tops and soft cotton shorts, squirmed about on the bed,
eyes glaring in defiance.
"Well, you know what a pussy is, right?" queried Jason, "That warm
wonderful, soft, moist woman thing?" Traci giggled quietly. "As though they
would know," she thought.
"Yes, I know what that is." nodded Ed.
"Well, a **** knows she has one," said Jason, matter-of-factly. With that,
the two boys broke up laughing, as they always did.
Traci tiptoed away from the door and around to the stairway, out of audio
range, and giggled softly. It wasn't that the joke amused her, so much as
the fact that it described the Williams girls perfectly. Indeed, Carrie and
Kathy were totally beautiful, drop-dead gorgeous, knockouts. The problem was
that they both were very aware of that fact, and they both were as stuck up
and snobbish as could be. They alluded, at school, to all of the
'experience' they had in the world of men. Very few boys doubted this, but
Traci shared the view of most girls in the school that both of them were
still virgins. In any case, they were liked by some, and disliked by many.
Some muffled giggling came from the bedroom, and Traci hurried back to her
vantage point. Ed and Jason were, in their awkward way, poking Carrie and
Kathy lightly on the bellybuttons, and the two girls were giggling and
squirming about the bed. The boys drew little rings around the girls'
bellybuttons and the two girls giggled helplessly. "Gee and Mommy and Daddy
aren't going to be home until 4 PM today--I heard them say so!" Jason said.
Traci glanced at her watch, it was 11 am. "And you two are so helpless."
Traci grinned her silly grin. "Oh no you don't," she thought. "I'm not
going to let this opportunity be wasted on you two!" Traci put on a stern
expression.
She strode into the room, authoritatively. "What is going on here?" she
asked in a gruff voice.
The four of them were taken aback. Ed and Jason jumped literally a foot in
the air. The two girls' eyes widened in surprise, then expressions of relief
crossed their faces. "How little they know," thought Traci, struggling to
keep from grinning.
"Uh..." stammered Jason. "We were just having some....fun."
"Yeah," said Ed, "We wanted to teach these two stuck-ups a lesson for saying
things about us in school that weren't true!"
Traci was interested in this. "Such as?"
"Such as," mimicked the rangy Jason (who Traci thought was cute as could
be), "That we were gay boys and did things to each other."
Traci giggled. Jason glared at her, and Traci said, "As though you two
would know anything about sex at all." She heard one of the two girls giggle
under her gag, but ignored this for the time being. "Well, nobody at school
will believe it except airheads. And you two have NO right to tie them up
like this. Do you know you can get into trouble for that?"
"Awwwwwww, Traci," whined the stocky Ed. "We weren't gonna hurt them any."
"I know that, and you know that, but that still doesn't make it right,"
said Traci, as though saying it made it so. The two boys nodded. "How would
you like it if I tied YOU two up and let THEM do what they wanted?" The two
boys shuffled uneasily from foot to foot, knowing Traci was totally capable
of doing just that. Traci added, "I think that's a good idea, in fact, so
you can get a taste of your own medicine."
Ed and Jason stammered for words, but Traci helped them. "Now the two of you
BEAT IT, and don't let me catch you tying girls up again, understand?" The
two nodded, but didn't move. "I said BEAT IT!" repeated Traci in a
threatening voice, "or you're gonna end up just like these two are...." With
that the two of them moved by her quickly. Traci chased them down the
stairs, caught them at the door, as they opened it, wrapped her arms around
them from behind in bear hugs, pulled them to the floor on each side of her,
and rib tickled them, holding them firmly in place. She continued this for
about a half minute, with the two giggling like school kids and squirming in
her grasp. Finally she stopped and stood up. "Now skedaddle, you two, or
I'll carry both of you back upstairs and let them tickle YOU... for about an
HOUR! She made another motion toward them, but they needed no further
convincing and made beelines for the door and down the street to their house.
She shouted after them. "And don't let me catch you prowling around here
again or I'll tell your parents!"
Traci closed and locked the front door, checked the patio sliding door and
garage door to ensure they were locked, and made her way back upstairs. She
entered the bedroom the two girls were in and shut the window. "I hate
drafts," she told them. She then walked over to the bed, sat on it, and
removed the gags.
"She expected some words of gratitude. Instead she got this: "What
BASTARDS they are!" said Carrie. "The nerve of tying us up!"
"I'm going to have Dad see to it that they're put in jail FOREVER!" added
Kathy.
"You're welcome," said Traci, quietly.
The two of them looked at her and blushed. "Oh, sorry, Traci, thanks for
saving us. They would have probably raped us!" Carrie told her.
"No telling WHAT was on their mind!" added Kathy.
"Well, you're right about not knowing what goes on between the ears of those
two," agreed Traci, "But anything sexual would definitely NOT be one of the
options on their list." The two looked at her, puzzled. "Trust me, I know,"
Traci added.
"Oh, you DO?" asked Kathy. "Yes, well we've heard about you," she said
sarcastically. Carrie snickered. Traci thought "These two are just asking
for it." She intended to give it to them, mind, but hadn't found a good
excuse or way to, until now. She thought she would lead them a bit and see
how it developed.
"You've heard about me, huh?" asked Traci casually. "And what, pray tell,
have you heard?"
Kathy spoke. "Would you mind so terribly UNTYING us?" This was more of an
order than a question.
"Yes, this is uncomfortable!" said Carrie in an annoyed way.
"Ok, I'll untie, but first, answer the question: what have you heard about
me?"
"We won't answer until you've untied us!" stated Kathy. Carrie nodded in
agreement.
"You think?" said Traci with her silly grin. She leaned over, placed a
hand on each girls tummy, and scribbled playfully for a few seconds. The
girls both squealed, then giggled like children. "Now then, you were
saying?"
"We heard about you," stated Carrie, "And how you like to do weird things."
"I've heard you two tell the school about how wordly you both are," replied
Traci in an even voice. "But I doubt you two have any experience at all."
"Oh," said Kathy in a bitchy voice, "I'm sure we haven't had as much
experience as YOU have in SOME things," Carrie giggled evilly. "But," Kathy
added, "we could hold our own against you."
"These snot-nosed bitches," thought Traci. She wondered where they got it
from, since the both of the Williams adults were down-to-earth nice people.
She spoke to them, "Oh you think so?" she asked.
"Yes, we KNOW so," said Carrie.
"I seriously doubt either of you could stand 15 minutes of what I can dish
out," said Traci. She waved off their reply, "In fact, I think both of you
are virgins."
"Ha!" said Kathy, a little too overdone. Traci believed she was right on
the money now. "As though we would have any trouble getting as much as we
want....from guys that is!" She grinned a knowing grin at Traci.
Traci was bi, a fact that the whole community knew, and one she wasn't
ashamed of. But these two were far too mouthy in any case, and very much so,
considering the predicament they were in at the moment. Traci would take care
of that. An idea hit her.
"So you're women of the world, eh?" Traci giggled in a way that she hoped
would infuriate them. It did, as their glares showed her. "Well, I
seriously doubt that, but there's a way we can prove it....... if you dare to
try." She voiced it so that it would sound like they were cowards to not do
so.
"And what way might THAT be?" asked Carrie.
"Simple," said Traci, "we'll make the dare this: I bet that I can get both
of you, one at a time, to orgasm within five minutes."
Kathy wrinkled her nose. "No WAY are we going to let you do that to us!"
"Oh, I could do it," said Traci, "if I wanted to. You're not in much of a
position to stop me." The girls' eyes widened, and Traci quickly added, "But
I wouldn't unless you let me." The twins relaxed. "Of course you never
would allow me to, because you know I could. It's easy with virgins, you
know." Traci chuckled.
"We are NOT virgins!" said Carrie, as though it were a matter of life and
death that they weren't. "But that doesn't mean we WANT you to do lezbo
things to us!"
"Women of the world, ha!" cackled Traci. Another idea struck her. "Be
right back," she said.
Traci made her way to each girls bedroom, ignoring their commands and
questions, found what she was looking for in each, put them in her pockets,
and walked back into the room. "You know," she started, "I always have
enjoyed reading." The twins looked at her puzzled.
Traci pulled the contents out of her pockets: the two girls' diaries. The
twins' eyes widened in fear. "Hmm, Kinko's (a business where people could
make copies of things) is about 5 minutes away. It would take me maybe 20
minutes to copy everything from both of these. I'm sure the school would
love to read about them. She glanced through the diaries as the two hollered
and complained to her. "Hmm, here is an interesting one from Carrie's.
'Tonight, Johnny Powers kissed me on the lips. I totally melted.' Hmmm...
and this one is nice too.... 'Tonight Bobby---'"
"Stop it!!" screamed Carrie. "That isn't any of your business!"
"It'll be everybody's business before long," giggled Traci. "Soon everybody
will know just what virgins you really are. Unless..." she let her voice
trail off.
"Unless?" asked Kathy
"Unless you take my dare," said Traci. And to make it interesting I'll
even offer these stakes and conditions. Listening?" The twins nodded. "I
can make both of you orgasm, one at a time, within 5 minutes. If you're
squeamish about a girl touching you sexually, I'll make it 15 minutes, on the
condition that I do it without touching you directly sexually."
"How can you manage it if you don't touch us there?" asked Kathy.
"That's my problem," said Traci. "If I win, and I have to make BOTH of you
orgasm in the 5 or 15 minutes each to win, I get to do whatever I want to
both of you for a half hour each, as long as it doesn't bring you physical
damage. Since you've heard about me, you'll know that I'm probably going to
tickle you. " She giggled as she saw the twins' react by cringing. "In any
case,it won't be sexual unless you agree. If I lose, the two of you get to
tie me up and do whatever you like to me for a full hour, as long as it
doesn't physically harm me. And if you know as much about me as you think you
do, you'll know that I'm a girl of my word."
"Hmmmm," said Kathy. "And if we accept the diaries are ours without you
copying them?"
"Yes," said Traci, "And if you refuse, I'm headed for Kinko's pronto."
"I'll go for it," said Kathy, with finality, "the 15 minute way.
"I will, too," Carrie added. "the same 15 minute way."
Traci grinned her silly grin and unbuttoned Carrie's shorts and slid them
off."
"Hey, you said no sexual touching."
"Yes, but I didn't say you got to keep your clothes on," giggled Traci. She
slipped Carrie's powder blue panties off. "Good," she thought, "not a lot of
hair."
"Before we get started," Carrie said, "Where, exactly do you define 'sexual'
to be?"
Traci lightly touched the top of Carrie's opening. The girl gasped. "From
here," said Traci, who then touched her lightly again about a half inch below
the vaginal opening, causing Carrie to gasp again, "to there, inclusive, and
from here," Traci touched one side of Carrie's crotch, where it met the
thigh, causing a slight giggle, "to there" she lightly stroked the other
side in the same place, making Carrie giggle again. "Those are the
boundaries." She looked and chuckled to herself. Carrie was already a little
wet. "Okay," continued Traci. I need two more items. She went downstairs
and fetched the featherduster she'd seen there once on the stereo, while
visiting with the Williams adults with her parents. She then went back
upstairs, stopped at the linen closet and got a sheet from it. She returned
and ran the sheet under the bed, pulled the ends up on each side, then took
each of Carries legs, with some protests from the latter, and fastened them
to the ends so Carrie's legs were tied wide apart and helpless. Then Traci
slipped Carries top off onto her outstretched arms, followed by the powder
blue bra. Carrie's breasts were considerably smaller than the padded bra
would have led one to believe, but that didn't surprise Traci any.
"Okay," Traci said, pointing to the clock alarm. It says 11:16. I'll make
it more interesting. If I don't have you in full orgasm by 11:30, you win.
And if I touch you within the boundaries I pointed out, you win. Ready?"
Carrie nodded, and Traci lay next to her, but didn't do anything. She just
smiled. Carrie looked at her quizzically, and Traci started fussing with her
hair (Traci loved playing with hair).
"What are you doing?" Carrie asked.
"Whatever I want that isn't out of bounds as defined," Traci told her. Her
soft fingers stroked Carrie's cheeks affectionately. She glanced over at
Kathy, who was watching all of this intently. "So, my little helpless angel,
are you......ticklish?"
Carrie cringed. "You said you'd make me orgasm, not tickle me!"
"Yuppers, I said I would make you orgasm, but the way I go about it is up to
me, except for the sexual area," said Traci. She drug a fingertip along
Carrie's neck. Carrie giggled and turned her head toward the finger. Traci
let the finger wander down into the hollow of Carrie's underarm where she
lightly stroked for a few seconds.
"Tee hee hee hee...." giggled Carrie "Oh, that tickles!"
Traci grinned, leaned over, and pecked the girl on the cheek, causing Carrie
to blush. "So my little girl is ticklish huh?" Traci stroked the underarm
affectionately for a couple seconds.
"Tee hee hee hee heeeeeeeee.... yes!" giggled Carrie, who didn't struggle at
all.
"Carrie loves being tickled," said Kathy.
"Kathy, shut up!" snapped Carrie. "And you love it too! You...tee hee hee
hee hee hee...." the last from Traci's stroking of the helplessly exposed
underarm.
"Ohhhhhh, my little babe is soooo helplessly ticklish, huh?" teased Traci
affectionately. "Kitchy kitchy?" she let her fingernail stroke the side of
Carries ribs.
"EEEEEEEEEEE!!!" squealed Carrie softly. "Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee...
tickles!" Traci giggled in delight. This snobbish bitch was a little child
when tickled. "Tee hee hee hee hee, oh that tickles, Traci!"
Traci grinned her silly grin, then pulled the duster out from it shiding
place in her back pocket. Carrie gasped at the sight of it, then giggled and
squinted her eyes shut. Traci softly stroked Carrie's tummy with the duster.
"EEEEEEEE!! .... giggle giggle giggle giggle giggle" Carrie squirmed a
little bit, but mainly giggled.
Kathy watched this, grinning broadly. Traci saw that and looked at her.
"You're next, you know," Traci told her.
"I know," said Kathy, "And I also know my sis isn't gonna last."
"Kathy, shut UP!" snarled Carrie. "If you don't...tee hee hee...giggle
giggle giggle giggle...." Traci was stroking her tummy again. The clock read
11:19. Plenty of time.
"Oh, and I haven't even tickled the good places yet," teased Traci. She
took the duster and lightly stroked Carrie across her exposed breasts.
Carrie gasped, then started giggling helplessly. "Tee hee hee hee hee
hee...Traci, no fair!...tee hee hee hee hee"
"Yuppers, fair!" said Traci, "Nothing was said about here." She stroked
and stroked Carries breasts. Carrie giggled helplessly, breasts firming and
nipples hardening. Traci looked down. Carrie was getting wetter. Traci
kept tickling Carrie's breasts mercilessly.
"Hee hee hee hee...pleeease stop!...tee hee hee hee hee...I can't stand any
more!!.. tee hee hee hee heeeee...." Carrie's bottom was squirming fiercely
now. Traci had her.
Traci put the duster down and drug a fingertip lightly across Carries
abdomen. Carrie giggled like a six year old would, but arched into the
finger, rather than cringing away from it. Traci stroked and stroked the
abdomen, listening to Carrie's delightful giggling, and watching the girl
arch over and over. Traci stopped suddenly. It was 11:22. She went to the
linen closet and got a towel. She came back into the room, and worked it so
she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs underneath Carrie's
(with Kathy helpfully pulling her legs out of the way so Traci had room), and
positioned herself so Carrie's butt was on the towel in her lap. She went
back to tickling Carrie's abdomen. Carrie giggled and giggled, arching onto
Traci's finger repeatedly. Each time Carrie came down, Traci would wiggle
herself under Carrie, who would squirm helplessly in response. Traci went to
work in earnest now. She lightly glided the palm of her hand up and down
Carrie's inner thighs. Carrie gasped and moaned. She squeezed a thigh
firmly, causing more moaning and arching. Kathy watched all of this with a
huge smile.
"And now, my sweets," said Traci, "the one tickle you CANNOT resist."
Carrie looked at her wide eyed, with no clue of what was coming. Traci
stroked the thighs with her hands as Carrie's head dropped back on the pillow
and she started to moan. Traci took a fingernail and very lightly stroked
Carrie's mound with it, just barely above the opening. Carrie gasped, then
started giggling frantically, arching over and over into Traci's hand. Traci
scribbled Carrie's sparsely haired mound with all her fingers. Carrie giggled
and giggled, then moaned a little, then giggled, then moaned.
"And now you're toast," said Traci with a silly grin. Traci planted a
fingertip on the mound, just above the slit, and wiggled it hard, jiggling the
entire sexual area, while running her fingers furiously up and down Carrie's
thighs.
Carrie screamed out and started breathing heavily. She moaned, giggled a
little, then moaned louder and started thrusting her hips. Traci alternated
tickling, scribbling, stroking, wiggling, and squeezing on the thighs and
mound. Carrie struggled to hold back, but was getting wetter and wetter.
Traci noticed Carrie's sexual area getting very red and enlarged. Traci took
the duster, and, while scribbling Carrie's mound mercilessly, stroked Carrie
across the breasts.
That did it. Carrie couldn't hold it back and started orgasming. Fluids
flowed from her. "Cum for Traci, lil girl," teases Traci, scribbling the
mound and stroking the breasts. 'Cum on, sweetie,"
Carrie panted, moaned and orgasmed hard. "Traci," she managed to gasp,
"touch me there!"
"Only if you agree that it doesn't break the rules," teased Traci.
"Yes, it doesn't break the rules, PLEASE touch me there!!!" Carrie cried
out. Kathy giggled. Traci looked to her questioningly and she nodded her
agreement.
Traci held Kathy open at the top with thumb and ring finger, and lightly
stroked Carrie's clit with her forefinger. Carrie screamed and began
breathing harder and harder. Fluids were flowing freely now. Traci put the
duster down, managed to put one finger inside Carrie, with some effort, and
massaged her insides. Carrie clamped down on the finger greedilly, and
contracted on it over and over. Traci teased the clit mercilessly and rubbed
Carrie's insides with her finger. "Only one finger fits in here and you're
NOT a virgin?" Traci giggled." But Carrie was beyond answering. She thrust
her hips and arched her back over and over, as much as the constraints would
allow. Traci worked on Carrie mercilessly, teasing her with different
pressures and speeds, until Carrie finally collapsed, exhausted, unable to
respond. Traci looked at the clock. It was 11:28. Carrie had lasted a
total of six minutes. Traci climbed ou from under Carrie, gave her a playful
tummy tickle, which was greeted by a weak giggle,and untied Carrie's legs.
As Carrie lay and caught her breath and rested, Traci looked to Kathy.
"Your turn, sweetie," she said with a grin.
"Okay," said Kathy with a smile, "but I want you to do the 5 minute one on
me, where anything goes. I don't think you can make me cum in 5 minutes."
Traci nodded, and tied Kathy's legs in the same position as Carrie's were.
"I'll not only do it, I'll do it without touching you anywhere but one small
area," Traci smiled. Kathy giggled and wiggled her butt. Traci opened her
belly bag, get out her makeup kit (she rarely used more than a little bit of
highlight, if that, but always had it packed, mainly for other girls, should
they need it). She took out a little makeup brush and showed it to Kathy.
Kathy gasped. "No fair," she protested, giggling.
"Okay, it's 11:35 now, I have till 11:40," Traci stated. She lay between
Kathy's legs and pulled her open at the top with her fingertips, fully
exposing Kathy's clit. Kathy was wet and moaning already. Traci grinned and
very lightly stroked the clit with the bristles of the makeup brush.
Kathy giggled helplessly, trying to move out of the way. "hee hee hee hee
hehehehehehehehe... Traci, no fair!!... hee hee heheheheheheheheheeeee..."
"Tickle tickle where you're a girrrrrrrrlllllllll..." teased Traci, stroking
Kathy's clit a little faster.
"hee hee hee hee hehehehhhehehehehe.... EEEEEEEEEEEIK!... hee hee
hehehehehehehehehe......." Kathy giggled and giggled, in the same childlike
voice her sister had. She squirmed and thrust upwards onto the brush.
Traci leaned in, pressed her lips to the area just below the clit and
buzzed hard. Kathy squealed with laughter. Traci took the brush and ran it
up and down the sides of Kathy's slit. Kathy moaned and giggled. Traci
opened Kathy and started nibbling and sucking furiously on her clit. She put
a finger inside of Kathy...it was a tighter fit than Carrie's was.
"Virgins," she though to herself with a smile. She rubbed Kathy playfully
with the finger. Kathy squeezed on the finger and moaned as Traci nibbled on
her clit. Traci licked up and down Kathy's slit, nibbled on the clit, and
massaged her insides with the finger. Kathy lost control at the frequent
changes of teasing. She started to breathe heavily and contracted on
Traci's finger rhythmically. Traci looked up at the clock: 11:38. It had
taken three minutes. "I win the bet, said Traci, who then went back to work
on Kathy for another five minutes, making her orgasm over and over,
climaxing, ebbing, climaxing again. Finally, Kathy lay still, totally
exhausted. Traci licked all moisture in sight, untied Kathy's legs, and gave
her a playful rib tickling. Kathy, who had a bit more energy left, giggled
happily.
Traci untied the two girls. "Okay, I get a half hour with each of you, but
I want it over at my house, where I know there won't be any interruptions.
She put the diaries in her pockets.
"Hey, you said we got those back!" protested Carrie.
"You do, once you've honored all the conditions of the dare," Traci told
them. You have 20 minutes to clean this up, get dressed, and show up at my
house. In 21 minutes, I'm off to Kinko's. She turned and left.
Traci made the preparations on the king bed in her room. Eight sets of
silk ropes, placed to tie the two girls helplessly spreadeagled. Various
items put in strategic locations. The doorbell rang and she glanced at her
watch. They were 5 minutes early. She peered through the window to be sure
it was them, and not somebody else, and went down to open the door.
The girls came in, looking surprisingly calm. Traci locked the door behind
them and led them upstairs to the bedroom. The twins giggled nervously when
they saw the ropes. Traci smiled and ordered: "Strip!" The two stated to
protest, thought the better of it, then stood there. Finally, Kathy said: "OH
what the heck, she's already seen us anyway," and stripped to the buff, with
Carrie close behind. Traci motioned to the bed and soon had the girls tied in
place, spreadeagled with legs far apart, criss-crossing each other.
Traci grinned. And this, my little angels, is what I want to do with you
for the half hour I have with each. I suggest you don't squirm too much, so
as not to cause any unnecessary pain."
The two looked at her quizzically. Traci answered their looks by producing
a Noreclo electric razor.
"Oh no, not THAT!" said Kathy, tossing her head back and forth and trying to
close her legs.
"You wouldn't DARE!" stated Carrie.
"Yup, I would, and I will, and you'll lay there and like it," Traci told
them. With that, she went to work on Kathy first, shaving the hair away with
the popup trimmer head, then shaving the stubble that was left with the
floating heads.
Kathy giggled helplessly as the buzzy razor trim-tickled her. "Tee hee hee
hee... I'll get you for this Traci!!!... tee hee hee hee hee hee.... let me
rest.... it tickles!!!!... tee hee hee hee heeeeeee..." she squirmed and
struggled as Traci trimmed and trimmed carefully away. Finally, after about 5
minutes, Traci admired her work. Kathy was smooth and hairless.
"Okay, that's 5 minutes. I have 25 coming," said Traci, who then went to
work on Carrie, getting basically the same response: giggling, pleading,
threats, and squirming. Five minutes later, Traci stepped back and admired
her work. The twins were now smooth and soft there. The pubic hair's former
presence was evident, of course, but not superficial. Traci grinned.
"NOT funny!" said Kathy. "How would you like it if we did that to YOU if
we'd won?"
"You couldn't," said Traci, dropping her shorts and panties and showing
them her hairless smooth self. "I've shaved that since I was 12. She
smiled. "But you know what being hairless there does?" The twins shook
their heads and she continued, "It makes you VERY sensitive there." Traci
grinned her silly grin and took a sheet out and ran it over the twins, at the
hips, tying it down to the bed and further immobilizing them there. "Now
that you're both soooooo helpless here, let's see just how sensitive you
are," Traci giggled. She took two featherdusters out from the box on the
floor.
The twins' eyes widened at the sight of the dusters. "Oh!!!" gasped Kathy,
"You wouldn't do that to us!!!"
"I wouldn't?" Traci smiled and sat on the bed between the two girls. "I sure
would!" She took the dusters and stroked up and down between the twins' legs.
"The two of them let out short gasps as the feathers touched their bare
sexual areas, then both started to giggle furiously. "Tee hee hee hee hee
hee... oh that tickles me!" giggled Carrie. "EEEEEEE.. giggle giggle giggle
giggle giggle... tickles!!!" was Kathy's response.
Traci smiled and stopped. "You like?" she kidded.
"Oh, you have no idea what that feels like!" said Carrie!
"Stupid," shot back Kathy, "she's bi, so she probably does know." Then to
Traci, "Wow that feels so awesome!"
Traci grinned. "Sure does, and you're both gonna get 25 minutes of it!"
She added, "With a little time to catch your breath."
The two girls giggled nervously, and Traci started in again, stroking the
red femininity and surrounding hairless smooth flesh with the dusters. "Tee
hee hee hee hee hee...giggle giggle giggle.. tickles!!!" squealed Kathy.
Carrie could only giggle madly. "ha ha ha hahahahahaha....tee hee hee
hee!!!.... ha ha ha ha hahahahahahaha.... eeeeeeeeeep!...tee hee hee hee!!!!"
Traci tickled and tickled the girls between their legs, and the twins
giggled helplessly and squirmed about, trying to move their hips and legs to
get out of the way, but were tied so that they couldn't move much at all.
Carrie couldn't do anything but giggle. Kathy tried squeezing words in...
"Pleeeeheeheeheeheeeeeze Traci!!" begged Kathy.... "Pleeeheeheeheeeeze let us
rest a second!!!" Traci grinned and stopped so the girls could catch their
breath. She put the duster down and stroked their hair and cheeks. The
twins took in deep breaths and relaxed. Carrie cooed at Traci's fingers on
her cheeks. Kathy just smiled happily. "So, you two like?" asked Traci.
"Ohhhhhhhh," sighed Carrie. "ohhhhhhhhhh....."
"We'd love it if you'd let us rest more often!" said Kathy. "But," she
looked up at Traci pleadingly. "We don't really want the whole world to
know."
"I don't tell anybody anything, sweetie," Traci told them. "What you tell
people is your business. I'm not ashamed in the least, and we ARE legal, you
know." Traci grinned her silly grin.
(AUTHOR'S note: I might point out here, for clarity's sake, that in this
fictional series, 16 is the age of sexual consent in the locality Traci lives
in, as in the case now in many states and areas of the world. This is stated
to avoid any possible future nitpicking by people. Thanks to Cassius for this
bit of information and recommendation. Sorry for the interruption, and read
on).
"Welllllll..." Carrie finally spoke. "I love this, and I think Kathy does
too." Kathy nodded and Carrie continued, "But I'd love it better if I could
wiggle around a little more than I can now."
Traci grinned and took the restraining top sheet off. The girls both arched
and stretched comfortably, then settled back down. "Time for more girl
tickles!" giggled Traci, and she went back to work on the twins' crotches.
"The girls giggled madly and squirmed happily about now as the feathers
teased and tickled them. Traci noticed the two of them getting very wet.
"Hmm, too early for that," she thought, then let them rest a second. They
both took a few deep breaths and smiled up at Traci.
"You like this, huh?" she asked them.
"I do, lots!" said Carrie. Then she got an embarrassed look on her face. "I
guess..." she trailed off, then started again. "I guess....you know that we
aren't, uh, how you said it? 'women of the world'.
Traci chuckled politely. "My finger told me as much, but I sort of knew it
long ago, angel," she told them. But you'll have plenty of time to learn
that. You have another 60 plus years of life left. Don't rush it." She
smiled and gave Carrie a light peck on the cheek, which Carrie returned. She
bent towards Kathy, who faced her, eyes closed, and lips puckered. Traci
grinned, took the face in her hands, and give Kathy a brief gentle peck on the
lips. "These two like to compete with each other," Traci thought. Then
aloud, "Okay, time to give the two of you a real tickle workout!"
The girls giggled and Traci wielded the dusters. "GONNA GETCHA!!" she
screamed, and lowered the dusters and tickled the twins mischievously with
them.
The two girls squealed in unison, then began giggling like children.
Traci, in symmetry, ran the dusters along the girls' arms, underarms, up and
down each side, across the breasts, up and down the tummy, over the abdomen
and mound, then lingered for a while between the legs, then up and down each
thigh, then made her way back up, repeating the path, but always lingering
for three or four times the duration when she reached their special places.
Carrie giggled crazily, unable to talk. "Tee hee hee hee hee hee
hee....ha ha ha ha ha...tee hee hee!!!.... ohhhhhhh...ha ha ha ha ha haha...
tee hee hee hee hee!!! EEEEEEEP!... ha ha ha ha ha ha.....hee hee hee!!"
She squirmed and flapped her arms and legs as Traci glided the duster over
her soft smooth skin, but lay helpless and giggled the hardest when Traci
lingered on her crotch.
Kathy was a little more verbal and descriptive. "HAAAA ha ha ha hahahahah..
not the BREASTS, Traci!!!... aaaaahhhhhhh ha ha ha ha ha hahahahahah... tummy
tickles!!... hee hee hee!!!..ohhh!! ohhhhhh!!.. hee hee hee hee hee hee,
tickles too much 'tween my leggies!!!... eeeeeeeeeeeeeeep, not the thighs...
tee hee hee hee hee hee!!!"
Traci stroked and stroked the girls all over their bodies with the dusters,
making them giggle like little girls. But these weren't little girls; they
were fully mature females. "You two are the most ticklish HERE, aren't you!"
she teased, running the dusters between their legs. The two responded with
furious nodding and helpless laughter. Traci grinned and tickled and tickled
them there. The twins laughed furiously and squirmed their butts and ground
them on the bed. Tears of happy laughter were streaming down their faces and
moisture of a different kind was forming between their legs. Traci dropped
the featherdusters and took two stiff feathers, placed them in the girls'
somewhat spread slits, poked them upward, and tickled their clits with them.
The two started laughing hard, with moans and gasps punctuating the laughter.
Traci tickled the clits mercilessly, and the two girls subsided into
endless, helpless giggling, clits enlarging, getting wetter and wetter.
Finally, Traci put the feathers down, held the girls open at the top with
thumb and ringer of each hand, and stroked and massaged their clits furiously
with her fingers.
The twins went nuts, screaming, moaning and breathing heavily. Carrie
fell back into giggles again, but was getting terribly aroused. Kathy moaned
loudly and started tossing her head and grinding into the bed and arching
into Traci. Traci's expert fingers quickly found the right touch for each
girl: Carrie a soft gentle tickle tease, Kathy a hard, fast-rubbing motion.
Carrie giggled helplessly, but Traci could feel her contracting inside.
"Tee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee heeee...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...tee hee hee hee
hee hee hee hee heeeeeeeeee....ohhhhhhhhhhh!!!...hee hee hee heeeeeee....."
Her giggles were replaced with more moans until she was moaning loudly,
arching and thrusting, and grinding helplessly as she climaxed. Moisture
poured forth.
Kathy moaned loudly at the furious rubbing she was getting, and panted
heavily. She also thrust and arched and ground, the fluids coming fast and
freely as she orgasmed. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM.........OOOOOOOOOOOOH!!" she panted
and panted, moaning loudly.
Finally the two lay there limply, gasping for air. Traci checked her watch.
"You two made it, the half hour is up. You can go now," she told them.
The two of them looked at her with hurt expressions. "Why, do we have to
go?" Carrie asked, between breaths.
"Awwwwwww. Traci, you can keep us helpless some more if you want," Kathy
smiled.
Traci grinned and untied the girls' legs. "Okay, but one at a time," she
giggled. She worked on one girl for 10 minutes or so, then the other,
tickling each to tears of happy laughter, then laying between their legs and
teasing each to orgasm. Occasionally, a free hand would wander over to probe
the girl who was resting to keep her in the mood. The two of them had a lot
of stamina and quick recovery times. Traci bobbed from one to the other,
seemingly endlessly, for at least another hour and a half. Finally, Carrie
couldn't handle any more, but Kathy was ready..and eager for one more run,
which Traci gave to her with zest. Traci had Kathy screaming loudly and
bucking hard in the last orgasm, legs wrapped around Traci in a death hold,
heels kicking Traci's back, insides contracting hard enough to seemingly
gobble up Traci's inserted finger, thighs quivering and entire body shaking.
Finally, she collapsed, totally spent.
Traci smiled and stroked Carrie's tummy playfully. Carrie giggled
helplessly, looking at Traci with puppy eyes. Traci untied her arms and
turned to Kathy, tummy tickling her to the same little girl giggles. She
untied Kathy. Traci took a sheet that was folded up on the edge of the head
of the bed, laid between the two exhausted girls, flapped out the sheet so it
covered the three of them, and drew the two of them towards her. "Rest for a
while," she told them. The two girls curled up to Traci, head on their
pillows, snuggled into her arms, and were asleep within minutes.
Traci Green sighed and stretched out comfortably. "Wore them both out," she
thought to herself. She closed her eyes, though not the least bit tired,
snuggled the two girls closer to her, and busied herself thinking about what
she was going to do to Jason and Ed Hutchens the next time she saw them.
