Tina: Happy Eighteenth. Part 2 [NEW!]

MF/F and MMM/F


Part Two...


Tina had spent the next hour and half in her room deciding which of her many skimpy swim suits to wear. With over twenty bikinis laying on her bed Tina had finally decided on a bright barbie pink two piece with tight thong and very revealing top half. As Tina akwardly fiddled with the clasp at the back that strained to contain her large boobs that balooned out from the sides the dimwitted young blonde was unaware she had been giving the cateerers quite a show. For the past ten minutes two young men who were setting up tables in the back yard had been admiring the young woman through her window.

"Tina?" Came her mothers voice suddenly followed by a gentle tap at the bedroom door. "Are you in there?"

"Hi mom!" Tina said in a welcoming tone. "It's open!"

Dianne entered the room and immiedietly noticed the voyeristic cateering staff who briefly admired the older woman's own beauty before returing to their assigned tasks. A woman in her early forties Dianne all but defined the term 'Milf' as it was abbundently clear where her daughters had gotten their stunning features. Long blonde hair, full red lips, melon sized all natural breats and laugh lines that expressed her maturity and added to an already gorgues physic.

"Aunt Roe's already here." Dianne said pushing leaving the door open a little. "Everyone's due in less than a hour...is that what you're wearing?"

"Uh-huh." Tina said with a confident smile as she turned away from the mirror on her closet door to face her mother model the other side of her attire. "Is that what you're wearing?"

"No, no" Dianne smiled looking down at her sensible button up blouse that was a size to small and her dark pants that accentuated her long legs. "I'll be wearing that red one we picked out last week."

"Oh yeah, I liked that one." Tina said opening her chest of drawers to look for suitable clothes to cover her bikini until an appropriate time for a reveal. "What do you think I should wear over this until later?"

"Well you won't be wearing it long will you?" Dianne sat on Tina's bed with a look of thought. "Knowing you, you'll be splashing about in the pool in no time."

"Everything alright in here?" Came Tina's father's voice suddenly from the door as his 6ft frame walked into the room.

"Everything's fine Carl." Dianne replied looking up at her husband. "Tina's just deciding what to put over her swimsuit."

"Well maybe Aunt Roe or Uncle Ray have something for you..." Carl said walking closer toward his daughter who now searched through her open closet. "...Ray says you can open his present now."

"Really?!" Tina said excitedly as she spun around to face her loving father.

"Yes really, but he said you were being awful cheeky before..." Carl said in a stern manner so fake and full of humour even Tina picked up on it. "...which is why he told me to give you this first!"

"Wait! Daddyyy!" Tina squealed and hunched foward as her father's hands swiftly swooped foward and lobster clawed at her fully exposed tummy. "EEeeheehee! Daddy! Heehee! Stopheeehee!"

"Sorry honey" Carl said as he wiggled his fingers up and down Tina's sides not letting the giggling girl move too far from the closet. "but that's what happens when you're cheeky!"

"I didn't know you'd been cheeky to your uncle Ray!" Dianne said with futher mockery as she stood up in an overly dramatic fashion with her hands planted on slender hips. "Eighteen years old but still a little girl!"

"Heeehee! No! No daddy!" Tina squeaked as her father grabbed ahold of the much weaker girl's arm and spun around quickly holding the young blonde's arms firmly behind her back, her elbows almost together. "Mommy! Mommey pleaseheehee!"

Tina began giggling before anything had happened as she squirmed helplessly in her father's strong grip. Holding the young girl just above her elbows Carl bought his hands in to the centre of his torso and forced Tina to stay standing. In her current position Tina was all too well aware that her entire torso, covered only by her thin bikini top, was exposed to her mother who advanced toward her with long wiggling nails.

"Kootchy kootchy cooo" Dianne teased as she took painfully slow steps toward her wiggling daughter while dancing all ten of her red painted pedicured nails in the air. "Tickle tickle tickle..."

"Mom! Mommy no!" Tina tugged her arms to no avail against her fathers vice like grip knowing that being under her mothers tickling nails was never a pleasent experience. "Eheee! Noaha! Naahahah!"

Tina's giggles rose to laughter as Dianne's cruel fingers stroked and slid with well practiced precision over the trapped girls smooth skin. As much as Tina's family tickled her, her older sister Chrissa most of all, it was her mother who was the worst out of the three. After all, Chrissa had learnt all her own tricks from Dianne. Tricks such as how devistating just a single finger in the navel can be or why in some places a light stroke can be just as effective as a hard prod...or how to increase the experience by adding verbal taunts which almost seemed to increase Tina's sensitivity.

"What a giggly little girl! Yes you are!" Dianne cooed as she relentlessly danced those long nails up and down Tina's sides and all over her well toned tummy. "I could just tickle you all day! Giggle giggle giggle!"

"Heehehehah! AhaNOAHAhahaha!" Tina danced her feet in the small area she could move in and tried desperatley to lean foward but her fathers grip allowed for little movement and the poor girl could do little besides shake her head. "Ahahah no! No please mommy! NoAAHAH!"

Dianne wiggled her fingers up under onto Tina's smooth underarms. With Tina's arms to her sides and brought around the back she unintentionally trapped her mothers slender fingers under her arms. In what small space was allowed Dianne wiggled two fingers under each arm and watched as her daughter's myrth filled face turned a bright shade of red.

"I think Tina's getting a little too naughty in her old age" Dianne said focusing on her cackling daughter while addressing her husband who barley put any effort into restraining his daughter. "don't you Carl?"

"Definetly dear." Carl replied playing along with his wifes teasing. "Perhaps she needs a special birthday tickle!"

"Oh yes!" Dianne said clearly delighted at the prospect as she finally relented and took a step back from her teary eyed daughter. "What do you think Tina? A special birthday tickle for our little girl?"

"Ah...hhh...m-mom?" Tina blinked through her teary eyes confused as she only caught the last couple of words of what was clearly a very important question.

Before Tina could muster any form of recovery from the ten fingered attack the bikini clad blonde was swiftly hoisted onto her own single bed atop the covers. Rolled face down Tina struggled as best she could with only half an idea of what was happening. Within seconds due to almost professional speed Tina's bare feet dangled off the end of the matreess with her cure wrinkly soles facing the ceiling.

Straddling her back was Carl who continued to hold Tina's arms behind the face down girl in much the same fashion as when she had been standing. Turning her head Tina didn't need vision to know her mother had her back to Carl and was straddling Tina's ankles. Tina tried bucking as hard as possible to know avail before the realitly of her situation set in and a torrent of begging and pleading flowed forth.

"Happy birthday to you!" Dianne sang as she wiggled her long nails down toward her wiggling daughters bare soles.

"No please! Please mommy dAHAHEEEE!!" Tina screeched when her mothers nails tapped the tops of her sensitive heels and began making their dancing way down across those silkly smooth arches. "AHAHA! PLEEHEEHEE! NAHAHAH!"

Screaming in hysterics Tina could only be grateful that her mother never learnt of the 'Ol Ray Special' although that didn't stop her from accidently running over that spot on the odd occasion. As Tina shook her head wildly with wide mouthed laughter her mother continued to sing happy birthday as a mocking indignity however in her current state Tina had no idea what else was going on around her. All Tina knew as she wiggled her feet helplessly under Dianne's nails was that she was trapped and mercilessly tickled, nothing else mattered.

"...dear Tiiinaaa" Dianne dragged the song out as she tuned her version to be particularly slow in pace. "Happy birth...day to youuuuuuuu."

"EEHAHAHAH!!" Tina screamed helplessly as the last word carried from her mothers song, the evil woman rapidly scribbled all ten of her long nails right in the centre spot of her trapped daughter's ticklish instep.

"Make sure you find something suitable to wear over the bikini." Dianne said in a friendly tone as if nothing had happened when she climbed from the bed.

"More guests are arriving." Carl said to no one in particular as he finally released his daughter and climbed followed his wife out the room.

"Hhh...hhh" Tina rolled onto her back and took a moment to recover as she wiped tickled tears from her cheeks.

1pm rolled around and Tina had only just decided on what to wear over her swim suit until it was time for any actual swimming. Hearing yet another group of guests arrive down stairs Tina slipped into a short pink skirt and reached for the small white t-shirt that sat unfolded on her bed. Those two items coupled with her white socks and tennis shoes should do splendidly.

"T? There she is..." Came a friendly voice as Tina turned toward her door to see her good friends Greg, Will and Spencer looking through her door. "...birthday girl!"

"Hey guys!" Tina said excitedly still in only her skirt and bikini top as she hopped foward to give her childhood friends a large hug. "Did you bring you're swim suits?"

Tina had known Greg, Will and Spencer for as long as she could remember. All the boys were each several months older than Tina but they had grown up on the same block, gone to kindergarden and school together. Tina had many friends and the three lads were among her best. Will was 5'8 with short brown hair, Greg had the mousey blonde hair but was slightly taller at 5'10 and Spencer was tall and skinny with jet black hair and almost 6ft.

"Of course." Will replied as he wrapped his arms lovingly around Tina.

"Besides even if we forgot it took us five seconds to get here." Spencer added as he hugged Tina tightly causing her large breasts to squish rather pleasently against his cotton covered chest.

"And, if we didn't all live so close we'd just go all natural!" Greg joked as he got his hug and with surprising skill unexpectedly released the snap on Tina's bikini top.

"Hey!" Tina squealed with a humour filled shock as her mikly white melons spilled from the all too small top and she immediatley covered her large pink nipples. "Greg!"

"Haha! Sorry T." Greg laughed along with Will and Spencer, fortunatley they knew Tina well enough they were aware she'd take it as a light hearted joke. "Couldn't resist."

"Okay, okay." Tina smiled with her arms crossed holding her hands over opposite shoulders covering her large boobs as best she could. "Now give it back."

"...reach for it." Greg smiled taking a step back and dangling the small pink bikini top before the half naked girl.

"Come on Greg...I have guests arriving!" Tina smiled an amused and slightly embarressed grin.

"Well you won't want to go down there dressed like that!" Will laughed as Tina paced her feet akwardly on the thick carpet of her bedroom.

"Unh!" Tina quickly reached foward with her left arm but retracted back to her original posistion long before she was even close to reaching her elusive top.


"Tinaaa" Spencer said stepping in closer with a mischevious grin. "You won't get it unless you reach...here, let me help!"

"EEP!" Tina leapt away to her left suddenly when Spencer poked his index finger into her right side. "Don't do that!"

Spencer stepped closer and Tina was forced to remind herself that even though the three boys loved her dearly as best friends, they still weren't above taking full advantage of her extreme sensitivity on occasion. Tina jumped again from another poke by Spencer and almost landed in her open closet. Greg continued to hold out the top teasingly but more worrying than being topless was Will who followed closley behind Spencer.

"Come on T, just reach for it!" Greg said waving the top from side to side as Tina backed futher away due to Will and Spencer's troublesome advance. "Don't be scared."

"Rah!" Tina launched herself foward before almost ending up completley in the closest, flailing both arm out straight the half naked blonde fully exposed her large jiggling boobs.

"Oops!" Greg said with mock clumbsiness as he casually dropped the top and took a large stride foward toward his vunerable friend.

"No! Wait!" Suddenly Tina was in a blind panick as Greg caught her by the wrists and pushed backward, all three boys were closing in and in her frenzy the foolish girl backed right through the open door of her closet. "Wait! No fair! Don't do th-"

From the outside Tina's voice was cut off. It had all happened so fast, confused all light was cut off with a bang. The closet door and slammed behind the boys. The topless blonde could see nothing. She breahted heavily for second before realising there were three others breathing with her in the tight dark space.

"Boo." Will said calmly without even a hint of surprise but it was more than enough to make Tina jump.

"Wh-what're you doing?" Tina giggled a little at the akwardness and embaressment of her odd predicament as she akwardly covered her exposed breasts again, through the tight space and various clothes hanging down it wasn't easy. "Eeep! Don't!"

"Sorry." Greg said playfully after 'accidently' poking Tina in the tummy. "I was trying to find the door handle."

"I'll help you look." Spencer's voice came through the dark followed by a poke to Tina's ribs.

"Eee! Hey!" Tina squeaked suddenly letting Will know the game as Tina backed herself into the wall still trying to cover her bare breasts.

"Where is that pesky thing?" Will said having caught on as he lobster clawed just below Tina's rib cage. "Is this it?"

"Noho!" Tina arched backward and squeaked again.

"I think I've got it..." Greg said goosing Tina's side causing her to react with a slap that missed by miles.

"Hee! Don't!" Tina was late to the party but she'd finally caught on to the fact her three friends weren't looking for the door handle at all. "Stop! Hee! I'll find Eeehehee!"

A hand squeezed her ribs and another gripped at her side. Giggling blindly Tina bought her arms down in a panick before another hand poked the side of her large boob. Tina didn't have time among her flood of oncoming hysterics to do the math but not only was she trapped, blinded and half naked, there were also six hands with thrity fingers all poking, proding, and exploring her sensitive figure in the darkness. It was only a matter of seconds before the boys had dropped the game completley and began rapidly scooting their hands all over Tina's helpless torso, the poor girl could do nothing but dance akwardly as she squealed from the darkness that tickled her.

"Still can't find it!" Greg joked knowing the game was long over as he squeezed Tina's fleshy left breast and dug his other hand menacingly into her underarm.

"Nooh! Ahahah! Pleasestoahaha!" Tina screamed wildly thrashing back and forth feeling nothing but the wiggling curious hands.

"Me neither!" Spencer joined back in the game of 'find the handle' as he wiggled his fingers under Tina's right jello like breast and wiggled a finger deep into her navel.

"Helpme! Hahahah!! Somebodyeee! AAAAhahaha!" Tina cried for mercy but it felt like she was calling into an abyss as there seemed to be hundreds of hands all reaching out in response, but not to help.

Interestingly, and something none of the people be they attacker or victim noticed at the time, was that despite the incredible amount of unbearable torture this was causing the ticklish girl she was also becoming greatly aroused. Before long a small moist patch and grown beneath Tina's skirt and those large nipples of hers had gotten considerably larger, pointing foward almost like symbols of where she wanted to go...straight out the door. At that point however, Tina was so lost in the tickling darkness she didn't even know there was a door let alone where it was.

"I think I found it!" Will said giving Tina seconds worth of false hope before she realised his ruse when two hands rapidly lobster clawed at her kidneys. "Yep! Definetly it!"

"NAhahaha! Greeheheheee!" Tina squirmed with tear blurred eyes that only served to make the pitch black even more impossible to see in as she tried desperatley to remember someones name. "Hahahah! Nahaha...wah--oof!"

Suddenly light poured in and all four party goers fell uncerimoniously from the closest. Landing on the carpet in a pile of bodies the boys looked around quickly for the door opening culprit only to realise one of them must have hit the handle accidently, either that or Tina got really lucky. At a great disadvantage due to her current state Tina couldn't gather her composure quite as quickly as the boys could, the boys who had already formed a rather devious plan for their red faced and blurry eyed friend.

"Mmph!" Tina tried to make noise but her mouth was quickly covered by Spencer's hand as she was rolled onto her back, once again exposing her now tickled pink boobs.

Her nipples large and errect Tina's skirt fortunatley covered the moist patch between her legs. Leaning Tina's shoulder blades against his stomach Spencer wrapped his arms up under Tina's own arms and bought his hands up to press against her mouth, effectivley pressing her head into his chest. Tina's arms weren't restricted to movement but she was barley able to contain her confusion because before she knew what was happening Will was straddling her waist and looking her dead in the eye. Gathering herself far too slowly the final nail was hammered down when the full weight of Greg's body landed atop Tina's shins, pinning her legs to the ground as he straddled just above her ankles.

"Happy birthday to you..." Will began to sing as he raised his wiggling fingers and bought them down towards Tina's tummy which had already been tickled a light shade of pink along with her ribs and breasts. "...happy birthday to you..."

To be Continued...