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tickling on the road, part 2/13

Aragorn

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Tickling on the Road: Part Two
by Kutyo




As the van got under way again, Danni started unbuttoning Beth's shirt.

"You know, my sister's done an excellent job of getting you used to

footsie tickling, but I'm afraid she's neglected your other ticklish

spots. A girl's not just ticklish on her feet, now is she? You should

learn to endure tickling all over."



Beth squirmed under her, twisting as Danni opened her top. She wore a

petite-size sports bra underneath, and her perky titties were nestled in

the no-lace cups. "Oh, good, front-closing style. Saves me the trouble of

getting the scissors." Danni popped the catch and Beth's breasts lay

exposed, nipples hard and puckered. "Ooo, looks like someone here *likes*

being tied and tickled, hmm?"



"No, no, please...have mercy...this is torture..."



Danni lowered her hands slowly, fingers curved slighty. Beth bucked under

her, trying to twist away from the descending nails. "No, oh, God, don't

TOUCH me! Don't t-tickle--"



Danni's nails came down on both sides of her ribcage, just outside her

naked breasts. Beth, giggly and giddy from all the tickling Tammi had

already given her, giggled again even without Danni moving her fingers.

Then, slowly and sensuously, she began moving them up toward her armpits,

scratching in little circles along the bare, white skin. She could feel

Beth's delicate, finely-sculpted ribs underneath, and felt them expand and

contract spasmodically as she giggled. She spread her fingers wide and and

squeezed her way up to her armpits and back down to her flanks.



Beth erupted in shrill, helpless laughter. She hadn't recovered from the

torture Tammi had put her through, and now she was being tickled again--it

was the cruelest thing anyone had ever done to her. She struggled

desperately for the few seconds she had any strength, but soon her

over-tired muscles and aching lungs collapsed into exhausted and

undirected twitching. She tried to beg this wicked redhead to stop, to

leave her alone, but every breath she managed to suck in exploded from her

chest as screaming laughter.



"AH HA HA HA HAHAHAHAAA! Oh, no no no--HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! Stop! StAHA

HAHAHAHAHAHA! HEE HEE EEEEEEEE! HAHAHHAHA HA HA HA HA HA!"



"What're you *doing* to her?" Tammi asked from the driver's seat. she

couldn't quite see what was going on in the rearview mirror.



"Playing with her ribs! They're very tickly!" Danni kept it up for another

ten minutes, squeezing Beth's ribs sharply and quickly, leaving bright red

fingerprints on her skin. Beth tried to kick and twist, but she was too

tightly tied to do anything.



Danni stopped, placed her elbows on either side of her captive, and put

her chin in her hands. Her face was only a few inches from Beth's. "Hi,

there," she said softly.



Beth opened her eyes. Tears glistened on her eyelashes. "P-pleeeze..." she

breathed.



"You know, you're one of the most ticklish people I've ever met, and I'm

not just saying that." Danni brushed a lock of hair from Beth's

sweat-dampened forehead. She leaned down a little more and her lips

touched Beth's.



At first Beth tried to pull back, but it was the first soothing touch

these girls had given her. Danni raised her mouth, waited a moment, then

kissed her again, and this time Beth kissed back. Her mouth opened to

receive Danni's reaching tongue. Electricity passed between them, and

Beth's clit swelled inside its roll of soft flesh and extended its tiny

head from the moist folds of her pussy. She tasted Danni's mouth, and felt

her hands cradle her face. The kiss ended wetly, and a wavering string of

saliva briefly stretched between their mouths. It broke, leaving a moist

lightning bolt that ran from Beth's lower lip down her chin and neck to

the space between her boobs.



Beth tried to catch her breath. Her head spun. Danni smiled, green eyes

alive with loving fire. "Cute girl," she said. "Cute Beth. Ticklish Beth!"



Beth's eyes went wide. She felt betrayed after such a nice, long kiss and

the tenderness it had shown.



Danni scooted down, settled her butt squarely on Beth's crotch. Beth's

soft pubic padding, felt even through their respective shorts, nestled

luxuriously between her buttocks. Below her, Beth's pearlescent tummy lay

exposed and defenseless. Her belly button was a perfectly round deep

dimple, with a soft knot of flesh at its bottom.



Danni loved belly buttons. The sight of Beth's certainly ticklish navel

waiting helplessly for a finger to titillate it made her warm pussy leak

into her panties again. She rubbed herself against her prisoner.



Beth looked shocked. She'd never had another woman be attracted to her, at

least none she had ever known about. The kiss had been one thing--but now

Danni was rubbing her private places with her private places! "Danni, what

are you doing--"



"Tickle tummy! Tickle your tummy!" Danni sang, fingers coming down and

racing back and forth over her stomach. Beth's stomach never saw the sun,

and so it was almost unbearably soft and hurtingly virgin. And it

immediately quivered under her touch. She'd seen her sister's stomach

vibrate in exactly the same way, just before she erupted in squealing

hysteria. In seconds, Beth would do likewise. She tickled.



Beth had never been tickled on her tummy. For a few seconds, she thought

she could contain her laughter and be silent in hopes that Danni would

think she wasn't ticklish there and stop. But the new sensations of a

beautiful girl's fingertips stroking her belly made her wriggle, then

giggle, then laugh, no matter how she tried not to. She squealed, then

laughed and struggled.



Danni started pinching. She took small nips of Beth-flesh and rolled them

tightly between her thumbs and index fingers. Each pinch brought a new

squeal, and the repetition of many pinches over the next fifteen minutes

filled the humming van with constant forced hilarity, and made Beth break

out in steamy sweat on her face, chest, and stomach. Her boobs jiggled,

nipples hard, and strands of her hair stuck onto her forehead again. Her

chest hurt from laughing so much, her wrists were raw from pulling on the

handcuffs, and her thighs burned from struggling against the scarves. Her

body was on fire with tickle torture. These girls who had such a short

time ago seemed her saviors were now her tormentors.



She screamed new torture when Danni's teeth nibbled around her navel. Her

supremely tender tummy skin was taken between Danni's incisors and

squeezed while the tip of her tongue skated over her nerve endings. But

her hands weren't idle while she explored Beth's stomach with her mouth.

She scratched along her flanks, moving slowly up from her hips to the

bottom of her ribs and back down, teasing her sides until she couldn't

breathe.



Danni knew how to administer tickling so her captive wouldn't pass out.

After all, she wanted Beth to laugh and wriggle for her, to throw her

pretty head around and jiggle her boobies--not lay unconscious. She had

learned through years of tickling Tammi to tell when a girl was about to

lose consciousness. Whenever Beth's breath got silent and her eyes

fluttered shut Danni stopped biting long enough for her to recover a

little. She never let her rest for more than a minute, though, before

resuming.



Driving, Tammi understood why her sister had insisted on having a turn at

Beth. Her pussy had already drained enough lovejuice to soak through the

crotch of her shorts. There were loud slurping sounds whenever she shifted

her bottom on the leather seat. And her clit stood rigid and glowing,

demanding orgasm. She was being tormented herself, trying to masturbate

while keeping the van on the road. "Danni," she said.



"What? I'm busy."



"Leave some for me! Don't tickle her to death!"



Danni looked into Beth's liquid eyes. "We're nowhere near that, are we,

Beth?"



Beth's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath while she had the

chance. She couldn't answer. Danni grinned evilly and went back to eating

her tummy. She centered her mouth on her belly button, sealed her lips

down around it, and sucked it up into her mouth. Beth cried out, head

going back, eyes clenching again. Danni's tongue slithered into the navel

well, probing against the bumpy skin at the bottom. Her tongue filled her

navel, her fingernails traveled her flanks, ribs, and back and forth over

her titties, tickling, tickling, tickling.



"AHAHAHAHA HAH HAH HA HA HA HA HA!! AHA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA! HEE HEE HEE

HEEEEEEEEEEE--EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! N-n-no m-more! No m-more t-t-t-tickling!!

NO M-MORE--I b-b-beg--HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAH HAH HAH!

I--HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAAAAAAA!!" She felt the scratchy bump of each and every

taste bud in her belly button.



Even while her stomach was tortured, the nails raking her sides and chest

also threatened her sanity. It was worst when Danni scratched hard between

the ribs a little way below her armpits--Beth went wild in her bondage,

screaming helplessly. It was only slightly less terrible when the

knowingly light-moving nails went around the cone of each breast, both

hands skipping around and around a boob, moving in toward and then out

from the throbbing nipple. First one breast, then the other. Soon both

titties were covering with red scratch marks, and tingling with

ticklishness.



Beth wished she'd pass out. Anything to give her any kind of respite from

this torture. The only thing that stopped her laughter-filled screams was

when Danni kept tickling for several minutes straight, robbing her of her

breath. Then she fell into silent suffering, unable even to express how

she was being put through ticklish hell.



Tammi's finger, deep inside her shorts and panties, whirled around on her

pulsating clit, driving her closer and closer to orgasm. Her heart pounded

in her chest, her nipples throbbed against her top, and her head felt

light. Passing the tract-housing suburbs of Williamsburg, Tammi came,

drenching herself with hot bubbling pussy juice.



Her hands slipped from the wheel in orgasmic pleasure and the van swerved

into the emergency lane. Danni rolled into one side of the van, while

Beth's ankle bonds held her more or less still. "What the fuck are you

doing, Tammi?" Danni said, "trying to get us killed?"



Tammi got control again through an orgasmic fog, lining up the left border

of the windshield with the center line on the highway. "Sorree," she said.



"You all right?" Danni asked Beth.



Beth nodded, but looked a little scared. Danni sighed, shaking her head in

disgust with her sister, and untied Beth's ankles. "Guess we'd better stop

before my stupid-ass sister kills us. Here," she undid the scarves and

helped her sit up.



"What about the cuffs?" Beth asked sheepishly, jingling them.



"Nope. You're still our prisoner, even if my sister can't drive--"



"Shut up," Tammi said breathlessly.



"--so we have to keep you under control. You didn't think we were finished

tickling you, did you?! We're just beginning, Bethie-wethie."



"'Bethie-wethie'?" Tammi muttered. God, how cutsie-wutsie can we get,

Danni? she asked silently



"Please, stop this, Danni!" Beth begged. "Just stop! What'd I do to you?"



"You told us you were ticklish. Tammi, stop at that Safeway on Main

Street, 'kay? It's the closest place, and I want to park before you roll

the van."



"Very fuckin' funny, Sis," Tammi said, leaving the freeway.



Danni looked at Beth. "We'll just get off the road for a while, get

something to eat, and continue your education."



"'Education'? Oh, God, no--"



"A tickling education! You still have much to learn about dealing with

tickling, Beth. And me and my sister are just the girls to be your

teachers. Just think of us as a couple of Yodas with long fingernails."



Danni wriggled her fingers at her, and Beth yelped. "Please..."
 
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