Ashley & The Historical Society
Ashley is a very popular 38 year old woman who is a well respected preschool teacher in the community. She is on staff at the Smith Academy, a preschool thru K-12 private educational campus in her town.
Of course, Ms Ashley works in the preschool, but there are separate buildings for the elementary (K - 12), Middle and High School students.
Married and with one child, her career as a preschool teacher fits her demeanor and lifestyle very well. She is a short, but very attractive young woman with brown hair and nice figure. Ashley gets along with a wide range of age groups in her work and social life…From the student teachers in their early 20s to the generation more her age (mid to late thirties), and finally, with the women she knows from the 40 year old crowd and upwards (50s to 60s, as some experienced teachers happen to be)! She even gets along with the group of PTA moms that seem to always be involved in helping out in her classroom !
Because of all the teachers’ meetings and workshops, Ashley was friends with some of the 50 year olds that were teachers at the middle and high schools!
One day, an auburn haired teacher named Sarah was chatting with Ashley when the topic arose concerning each of their volunteer activities.
Sarah was a decently fit 50 year old that was the envy of many of the other instructors.
Ashley and the 50 year old discussed their hobbies, and the question of Sarah’s fitness came up. Ashley asked her the name of the gym she used to stay in shape!
“Gym?” Grinned the older teacher…” I don’t go to the gym!”
“What?” Ashley reacted! “But you look to be in great shape!”
“Its all because of my volunteering at the historical society!” The girl bubbled.
“How can that be the reason?” Asked the preschool teacher.
Sarah said, “Have you ever worn a period costume, like the 1800’s style, with some of that old time underwear?” Her eyes gleamed in the experience!
“Nooo….” Mused Ashley..But she had thought about joining the Women’s Historical Society! It was a group of mostly women who were associated with a couple historic sites in town. The group also managed a Christmas homes tour in which people would pay to visit and tour 4-5 1880s style houses that were decorated for the holidays. There were many opportunities to serve as a volunteer in the Society, but as a workout plan? That NEVER crossed the preschool teacher’s mind!
Sarah continued. “Well, we volunteer year round—It summer its so hot you can lose weight just by sweating it off! The clothes are somewhat heavy, and its a chore to get them on and off! They are bulky—Ten pounds of struggle to put them on OR remove them! I guarantee you’ll lose weight and tone up!” The teacher / volunteer looked at Ashley. “You don’t have any need to lose weight—You’re quite perfect the way you are now!”
“Yeah, heh heh…” The preschool teacher giggled with a bit of a blush to her face. “Thanks!”
“But who couldn’t use a bit more muscle?” Asked the volunteer.
“Yeah…Right!” Agreed Ashley.
“Great!” Said the bubbly history buff! “You should come to Saturday’s volunteer luncheon… see what its about…meet the women in the society..maybe join up!”
“Uh…Sure!” Replied Ashley. The coming weekend was a trip out of town for her husband, and her parents were watching their child! It would be nice to get out and meet people in a new environment!
Saturday, Ashley went to the local historical site where the society always met. It was a large, 1880s style Victorian mansion…part of a series of buildings that were part of a working farm in its day. A barn, a separate cook house / outdoor kitchen, stables, and other assorted structures. The women all met in a large sitting room of the mansion. There were about 50 women in all..all 50 years or so in age as they appeared. Many were slender and fit, like her teacher friend Sarah…Some were a bit more wide in the hips..But all were friendly and welcomed her to the group.
Jane was the chairwoman in charge of the welcome event, and really tried to get Ashley to volunteer.
A 50 year old blonde with streaks of gray in her hair, Jane was one of the fit ones and confessed their needs and interests to the preschool teacher.
“As you see from looking around the room..” The chairwoman waved her hand…”We have allowed our membership to shift toward the 50s side of the age range for volunteers! This is not good for a couple reasons. One is that we simply need a younger group to become involved because as some of us get older in a few years, we won’t have the energy to put in the hours for volunteering!”
“I can understand that…” Agreed Ashley.
Jane continued. “Another thing is fundraising and attendance and…Public relations!”
Ashley cocked her head an raised an eyebrow at the PR comment.
The blonde explained. “Our attendance is starting to slow down…And we know it began happening when some of our more youthful volunteers left the area due to life changes and we sort of shifted to this 50 plus group! All are good workers…and many are young at heart…But our attendance at the tours and therefore donations have been dropping! We are kind of looking for an infusion of more youthful volunteers..Like YOU!” The blonde smiled.
“But there are many women younger than me!” Stated the preschool teacher.
“Yes, but if we have very young women working the tours….the single guys will chat them up and the married guys will just hang around gawking at them!” The head volunteer smiled. “You know how men are!”
Ashley did know how men are…
“But you…” The chairwoman said…”You are in the perfect age group to start volunteering and be available for more years…So we gain continuity! Plus, you are attractive and that will keep the men coming to the events…But your wedding ring will at least keep them from spending too much time bothering you!”
“Well…” Ashley smiled. “You have it all planned out for me..”
Jane grinned. “Well, I just know when Sarah mentioned your name…I knew you would be a good fit!”
“I suppose I could give it a try!” Answered Ashley.
“Great!” Jane said. “How about you come over in a couple of days so we can fit you with a period dress from our stock of clothing?”
“So soon?” The preschool teacher asked.
“Yes, dear…” The blonde said. “There is an event next Friday, so we have to make sure you have something ready to wear!”
Tuesday arrived, and Ashley walked into the meeting of the Historical Society. She was introduced to a plethora of women older than her…Some were stay at home housewives and mothers, some were local businesswomen. Some, like Sarah, were teachers from the middle and high schools at her own teaching campus.
All of the women were very friendly and welcoming of their newest volunteer. After some light refreshments and the official ‘business’ meeting, the chairwoman Jane stated it was time for the new volunteer to be fitted with the proper period clothing.
The room was large and window curtains were closed, so the trying on. Of various styles and sizes could be done in privacy from anyone seeing from outside the house. There was a screen set up so Ashley could change to her volunteer garb with privacy, but then show her outfit to the group so they could decide if the outfit looked the best on her.
So the preschool teacher went behind the screen and tried on a couple sets of 1850s to 1890s garments, showing them to the group of 20 or so experienced volunteers. The first two outfits did not meet with their approval. One of the 50 year olds came back behind the screen to help Ashley pick out the third outfit—-The woman named Darcy steered her to a dress with a rather low neckline and the required corset.
“My goodness,” Observed Ashley. “That one is quite low cut!”
“Yes….” Smiled Darcy. “And with the corset, you will look fantastic in this dress!”
“My boobs will be pushed up like an 1850’s street walker…” Mused the teacher.
“No dear….” Darcy grinned. “This is the standard dress that women wore back then!” She history buff went on. “They wanted to look enticing for the men…And you will, too! But that will help bring in a few more of the …umm….younger crowd!”
Ashley smiled. “You mean more of the younger male crowd…Tourists and local businessmen!”
“Yes…”. Darcy smiled. “Their attendance means more donations…more history programs for everyone…for the community!” She paused.
The dark haired Darcy went on…”But now— We need to get you into that outfit!”
The history expert had Ashley turn around…Now Darcy could help tighten up the laces on the back of the corset, but the garment was tight on the attractive preschool teacher!
Darcy said, “There are a couple wrinkles making it difficult to lace this piece properly! Can you smooth them out as I cinch this girl up?”
The teacher tried, but it was not successful!
Darcy called out to the larger group of women for another pair of hands to help!
Jackie was a 50 year old antique shop owner who showed up first, as well as the assistant chairwoman Jane. But the area around Ashley filled with a few others as well…Dottie, a seamstress who had an alterations shop; Martha, an owner of a bakery; Jennifer, a pet store owner; Rose, a stay at home housewife; and finally Virginia, a librarian. All of the women were at least 50 or within a year or so of that birthday year.
Many more of the historical society were hanging back, waiting to
see how the group would handle this clothing issue!
The school teacher was still struggling with the wrinkles and the laces on the sides of the corset, but couldn’t make it fit comfortably!
With Dot on one side and Jenifer on the other, the two began trying to reach inside the open sides of the corset to tuck the wrinkles and make the garment FIT! Ashley huffed and puffed and groaned in fatigue, Darcy gave a mighty tug, but the two on the sides had to work hard to stay focused…Their hands almost hd everything tucked in when—-
Ashley shrieked with laughter as Dottie and Jennifer’s fingers accidentally poked too vigorously in the side gaps of the corset!
“Oh my word!” Darcy smiled. “You need to hold still!”
“I—I’m—-“ The teacher began, but quickly paused as she thought twice about saying the word ‘ticklish’ in front of this crowd of people!
But the pressure and touching against her sides, working at unfolding the twists in the laces, holding her still while Darcy was trying to cinch the corset tighter…It was becoming too much for her! Ashley began wriggling to prevent too much touching on her sensitive skin….But then..
As the corset got tighter, the teacher’s breasts were pushed up nicely and gave the women around her an eyeful!
A couple of the girls said “Wow!” and “Whoah!” And added the expected comments that went along with their plans!
“Nice!” said Jane, smiling. “We have a winner!”
Ashley was trying to catch her breath from the struggling with her undergarment and the overstimulation from the ‘helping hands’ that had been accidentally tickling her! The women were gazing at her already attractive curves, now enhanced by the 1800’s style push up garment!
“Let’s take a good look at you before we help you with your dress!” Said Dottie. “Here you need to turn this way…so we can see how this will look with th——-“ As she spoke, Dottie had placed her hands on Ashley’s soft flanks…The span of side flesh below the ribs and above her hip bones! The corset covered some of that area, but with gaps in the sides!
The unexpected touch of those soft hands on her flanks made the teacher yelp and immediately twist and shudder! Her movement caught Dottie off guard and that’s why the 50 year old stopped mid-sentence! But her hands remained in place!
The seamstress spoke as she still tried to guide the new volunteer with with her own fingers on her sides to reposition her…”Let’s just turn you this way and—-“
Ashley squealed and collapsed in a heap! Her giggling began in earnest then, as she weakly tried to push the older woman’s hands away!
The more experienced woman smiled and just held on… “What is wrong with you dear?” Dottie smiled with recognition. “Are you having a muscle cramp?” But the older woman squeezed those flanks just a bit tighter!
The teacher howled and tried to roll to her side! Dottie was very adept at keeping up with the moving sensitive flesh until Ashley was unable to keep from turning all the way over onto her back!
Dottie laughed. “Oh MY! It seems you are VERY ticklish!” She kept her fingers in place however—Not minding one bit as she kept her fingers going!
Ashley minded —-A LOT! She squealed and squirmed and began asking for help! “PLEASE! NOT THERE!” And half slapping at the older woman’s hands at her sensitive sides!
Dottie tickled more vigorously in that vulnerable area…ignoring the pleas and the now weakening hands of the quickly disintegrating teacher! The seamstress was content with the new volunteer being helpless and on the floor, and kept on going with the tickling! When Ashley regained some strength, she tried to reach down to push the woman off, but now the entire group of volunteers were all around…Two took hold of her arms and held them tight to the large rug where the teacher had collapsed!
Ashley wailed in protest, but Dottie smiled as she now straddled the news member of the society!
“Sorry dear..But this is the most excitement we’ve had in this group in a while!” The 50 year old’s eyes were gleaming. “I don’t know if I can stop!”
“Maybe you shouldn’t stop, Dottie!” Said Jane. “We could make tickling a requirement for the new members! Kind of like an initiation requirement to join the group!”
”That’s not fair!” Ashley whined.. “ That wasn’t part of the deal!”
The chairwoman said, “Yes you’re right! We need to make an amendment and vote on it!”
“What?” The teacher babbled…”But—“
Before she could think to form any more words, Ashley heard the chairwoman entertain the amendment for tickling initiations through an initial ‘movement’, a ‘second’ and a quick vote of all the members! They even thought to make the amendment start retroactively …before tonight’s meeting! With the tickled teacher being the lone “Nay’ vote, the amendment passed!!!
“You women are TERRIBLE!” Chided Ashley! “This is SO UNFAIR!”
“Maybe…” Smiled Jackie…”But we just voted…During this official Historical club meeting… And you’re ticklish! So now…” Her eyes lit up and her eyebrows raised in that teasing fashion that tickler’s have…She wiggled her fingers and the teacher cringed inside!
Ashley realized that there were multiple women holding her limbs down, but the lead members of the Society were pretty much freed up for any action they wanted to perform!
“C’Mon! C’MON!” Pleaded the teacher…”I’m TOO ticklish! I can’t take it! PLEASE!”
Rose smiled. “Too ticklish is great! We’ll ALL have fun with THAT!”
“Wh—What do you mean?” Ashley asked. Her eyes were flitting from face to face in the group of slightly older women!
Jenny smiled. “It’s true we want to find younger volunteers…And you’re going to make a fine one….”
Martha added, “But its also true that your ticklishness is going to be….Irresistible!”
The librarian spoke up. “These women will never to be able to leave you alone tonight now that they know you’re so ticklish!”
“Thank you, Virginia!” Jane smiled at her friend. “I guess that means it’s time to get started in earnest!”
The blonde pressed into Ashley’s soft flanks again…The teacher’s eyes widened and her face looked frantic!
“NO! PLEASE NOT THERE!” Ashley blurted, then dissolved in a wave of ticklish laughter as the chairwoman squeezed those sensitive spots once more! She kept on tickling until the teacher was in a bit of gasping, panting bit of distress….
When she felt Jane pause, Ashley called out “Thank you!…Thank you!” For the mercy shown.
“It’s alright, dear, we have plenty of spots to try….” Jane smiled at her new friend.
“That’s true..” Dottie’s eyes gleamed like a hungry tigress! “But we can’t tickle through this corset!”
“Or with her underwear on!” Babbled Jenny! Oh MY….” The pet store owner blushed at her own revealing comment!
“That’s okay….” Jackie smiled a knowing smile. “We’re ALL thinking that same idea!”
“Yeah….She’s too cute and too ticklish to leave alone!” Rose said. “We should just strip her outfit off and tickle her to bits!”
“Ladies!” Virginia cleared her throat! “Please! Control yourselves! We should show some manners to our new volunteer!”
“You’re always the proper one!” Jane stated, then she grinned knowingly. “But you know you wanna tickle her as much as the rest of us! Look at those thighs! Those feet! Imagine how ticklish her ribs and hips are gonna be once her clothes are out of the way!”
Virginia, seemingly the most conservative 50 year old in the group, WAS thinking of that vision! Her face was a bit blushed and her eyes a bit dazed at the site of the stretched out teacher! To be honest, she was JUST as interested in the new volunteer as any of the tickling ‘mob’ that was forming….But still….
The proper and prim librarian fanned herself. “Yes well…It should be Ashley’s choice as to whether she wants to disrobe that much!”
Jane and Jackie were on either side of the teacher.
Jane reached up and lightly caressed the teacher’s hair with one set of fingers.
“What do you think…?” She smiled at her new volunteer. “May we take the corset off?”
Ashley gurgled “I-I-I- You ….” The teacher was confused! She had expected a full on tickle assault, but the chairwoman was being so nice…
But the teacher ALSO realized that Jane’s free fingers were tracing lazily up and down her underarm! CRAP! That tingling sensation was ALREADY so strong!
And Jackie, stationed on her other side, was doing the same damn thing!
That woman was teasing her opposite underarm…While cooing sweetly in her ear…
“That’s alright, Ashley…You just take your time deciding…We’ll just go slowly to try to convince you….”
In no time at all, the two had built up a nice rhythm and the teacher was starting to shiver internally from the relentless stroking of her very sensitive underarms!
The two ticklers were enjoying watching the teacher starting to lose control…Ashley tried to set her jaw and remain stoic, to NOT give in to their light teasing touch! The longer they worked, the wider the teacher’s eyes became, and she began allowing little involuntary sounds from her lips….little huffs and puffs—evidence of her ‘strain’ as the ticklishness increased. And her torso began trying to writhe under the firmness of the holders!
It was obvious that poor little Ashley was reaching a breaking point—At least she needed a pause…But none came. Instead the two women teased her about her situation!
‘Awww,” Jane murmured. “Look at you—so squirmy! What’s it gonna be like when we tickle you all over?”
Ashley was going half insane! Slow tickling is SO incredibly stimulating to her mind and body…
Jackie grinned…”I can’t wait for you to give us permission to take that corset off…”
Ashley looked at her teasers… “HUH uh! HUH uh!” The teacher grunted in that negative tone!
“We’ll see….” Smiled Jackie. “Maybe if we try a different spot..”
Her fingers trailed a bit…farther….south!
OOOOHHHHHHH CRAP!!!!!! Ashley’s mind exploded with shock and surprise as both ticklers trailed their fingers into the hollows of her ultra sensitive armpits!
Their light touch became a multitude of scribbling fingertips, then some pressing in and vibrating massages in her pits!
Ashley SHRIEKED loudly in ticklish agony!!!! With the touching in the new areas, her body and brain began scrambling as the fingers went for her ‘death zone’….Her armpits are INCREDIBLY, EXCRUCIATINGLY ticklish!!!!!!
Those wiggling, squiggling, randomly scribbling digits sent MASSIVE sparks of ticklish energy into her body and mind! Those sparks made her JOLT internally but also EXTERNALLY! Her entire body began to shake, and alternated between total rigidity and trying to squirm and fight against the women holding her down! But with two women on each limb, and more pressing her hips against the floor, it was impossible to do anything but lay there helplessly and take it!
Ashley’s brain filled with the overstimulation of physical tickling to her absolutely WORST spots! As the fingers tormented her pits, her brain and body felt like they were on FIRE! The teacher quickly succumbed to the motions!
“EEEEYYOWWWEEEE! AAAIAIAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE! AHHHHHHH! NO! NOT- BWWWAAAAAHHHAAAAHAAAAA!!!
YIII-EEEEEEEEEE—-OMGOMGOMG!!!!!!”
The laughter pouring from the preschool teacher was loud and helpless….It was a screaming, screeching symphony of shrieking and cackling sounds as the sensations were injected into her being! Her eyes were wide, bugged out and couldn’t focus! Her mouth opened and curled in that familiar look of someone who has already reached their limits! But the women at her armpits were NOT stopping! The tickling just continued!!!
Soon, Ashley had to choose between gulping air to withstand the tickling onslaught or plead for mercy! She tried to do both, as any tickled person would….
“PLEASE!!” A gulp, a swallow of air! “PUUUHH-HHUUUH-HUUH-HEEESE!” Screamed the teacher, her chest heaving under the tight restriction of the corset! The armpit teasers did not relent until poor Ashley was stuck in that state of silent laughter—Her mouth hanging open, drooling, her eyes rolling back in her head! Little gasps made their way from the teacher’s lips…and finally…Somehow…The hyper stimulated teacher eked out one small whimper…
“Pleeeease…..” Ashley whispered in a tickled-out rasp…
“Please, what?” Teased one of her ticklers!
The teacher was too slow…
The women scribbling their fingers just kept going!
When some slowed or paused the one type of finger action, others began poking and pressing into her hollows—Vibrating their fingers vigorously against the smooth flesh!
Ashley could only helplessly respond to their newest motions! Held down well, she could only try to twist and buck and dislodge those fingers again! But she couldn’t! The armpit tickling was sending her body AND mind into another orbit—Where the oxygen seemed lower and her mind began shutting down! She literally couldn’t think! Only her body was left to simply ABSORB the sensations from the group of history volunteers! Her mind was in a state of frenzy over the relentless tickling and the total panic of how these women may not stop!
Ashley knew that she would soon be unable to talk at all…then there would be no way to communicate her ticklishness and she would simply go out of her mind!!!! But with all that confusion and commotion in her brain, Ashley mustered enough stamina for one last plea for mercy!
“STAAAAH-HOP! PLEEEASE!!!!” The teacher was engulfed in the flames of untold ticklishness! Those fingers wouldn’t stop! She couldn’t think clearly! Her brain and body were SO overstimulated!
Her mind was a mess of scrambled thoughts…
ITHADTOSTOPSWEETGODINHEAVEN!!!
PLEASEITSGOTTASTOPIMGONNALOSEMYMINDOHCRAPOHJESUSOHMOTHERMARY!!!!
Then, it happened! The teacher had no prayers left!
“OKAY! OKAY!” Ashley surrendered! “YOU WIN! YOU WIN! YOU WIN!”
“What do you mean, dear?” Smiled the shop owner!
“You want us to do something else?” Teased the chairwoman.
The ‘innocent’ game they used on their new volunteer was devastating!
Those two KNEW they had tickled Ashley’s armpits far beyond her physical and mental capacity…But they were only going to be satisfied to hear HER offer the alternative they wanted!
There was no choice but to give in to their demands!
“The corset!” The teacher gasped for air! “TAKE it!” Her mouth was gaping in heaving exhaustion! “I give up—PLEASE!!! Just stop on my armpits!!”
The teacher was panting heavily now, her mouth half open…drool glistening as it dribbled from the corners of her mouth!
The second Ashley surrendered her corset, the group of 50 year olds were on her like a pack of hungry wolves! The ravenous fingers of the usually proper women of the Historical Society attacked! They hurriedly unlaced the sides and front of the corset in a mix of flailing fingers and focused eyes!
Once the garment was undone, Ashley’s youthful breasts poured out of the confines of the top! That caused a few gasps of admiration and discovery…The women maintained control of her limbs as they pulled the corset out from under her now nearly naked form! During the commotion of removing that top, the preschool teacher’s breasts shifted and bobbled around freely! She was left flat on her back, held down and panting from the tickling of her incredibly ticklish armpits!
Ashley heard some gasps of surprise from the large group of women—Then comments of admiration as a few compliments were given on her youthful appearance, round curves, and smooth skin!
All of the women’s eyes were on the form of the restrained school teacher! Then Ashley felt the holders tighten their grip on her limbs..
OMG!
Her brain’s temperature went skyrocketing again!
JESUSINHEAVENWHATWERETHEYGOONADONEXT!!!????
Ashley barely had time to form that question in her mind before the gang of eight main members of the society began a tickling assault on her entire body!!!
It’s true her armpits were her absolute ‘death’ spot, but 38 year old Ashley was extremely ticklish all over! A group of eight 50 year olds held her securely as the remaining eight began tickling her in earnest!
Jane and Jackie were the two at her upper body, tickling her sides and ribs—poking, pinching, probing the grooves between her rib bones!
Two others, Darcy and Jen, were going after her smooth tummy…from low to high!
Ashley was still wearing her newest and most favorite lingerie underwear…The yellow lace piece she earned while being tickled at the spa a couple months ago. The tiny yellow fabric barely covered anything, which was a blessing to the two historical volunteers who used it as the lowest border to begin tickling with their fingers across the low tummy, then all over that smooth playground of flesh…ending with circles around her cute little innie belly button.
The real treat was how the tiny bit of lingerie left Ashley’s hip bones, hip hollows, and groin regions so bare and open for ticklish business!
The two 50 year olds teased and tickled those areas with fingernails and fingertips…covering her flesh with random patterns as the teacher laughed and gurgled and giggled until she was red and blushed from their attentions!
Martha and Dottie each took a thigh, squeezing from the top of the quad muscles, then working their way up and down the ticklish upper legs! Ashley screamed and tried to buck! Then they slid their fingers into the very sensitive INNER thighs! It didn’t take much pressure there to unleash a torrent of begging and pleading laughter from the school teacher! Then those two women discovered the very ticklish inner thigh muscles and tendons—And began giving some steady plucking and light grabbing on THOSE ultra sensitive cords of flesh!
The teacher began shrieking as if she’d been touched by a hot iron!
Her whole body tried to shudder and throw those fingers off!!!
“GOD NO!!! NOT THERE!! NOT THERE!!!!” Was the pitiful but very sincere wail out of Ashley’s lips! After a bit, the two settled into a routine of tickling from the teachers knees to mid thigh…with only sporadic, surprise invasions into the inner thigh flesh as they deemed fit!
As if the ribs and thigh tickling was not enough….Sarah the teacher and Rose the housewife each settled in at their friend’s feet!
Sarah began by raking her entire set of fingernails up and down the teacher’s entire sole…And the housewife followed her partner’s example! With both women tickling scraping both soles…Ashley had yet another reason to howl and scream in ticklish agony!
But of course, neither of the foot tickler’s gave the preschool teacher any break! They each began finding the individual creases on each sole…tracing those sensitive lines with their fingernails repeatedly….
Ashley felt as though she was in a carnival—A madhouse of ticklish demise! Rose and Sarah would not relent! They tired of the creases but found the ticklish centers of her arches, scribbling their fingers into those smooth high curves right in the center of each foot! More laughter followed….helpless waves of laughter from the new volunteer’s mouth!
Then Sarah leaned over and took Ashley’s big toe in her mouth…and began biting and nibbling playfully! The preschool teacher shrieked and squalled and begged for mercy! Rose did the same on the teacher’s other foot!
After more screeching from Ashley, Sarah said, “Nibble the inside edges of her soles!”
The housewife did as directed and was rewarded to hear yet another new set of tickle gibberish from Ashley as she tried flailing her feet to escape!
“Wow!” Rose said with glee! “How did you know she’d react like that!”
Sarah grinned…But still kept her fingers tickling the volunteer’s foot!
“I spoke to another teacher friend who went to the spa fundraiser!”
The HS teacher smiled. “She told me all about how Ashley loves to be tickled!”
“OMG! REALLY?” Rose asked. She was obviously very excited to hear about this story!
“Yessss…” Grinned Sarah, her eyes gleaming. “It turns out that our little Ashley enjoys tickling…Quite a bit!”
“NO! NOOOOOOO! I DON’T! I DON’T!” Ashley screamed as the entire group of 50 year old women simply would not stop! All eight kept their hands working, and even the holders were getting in on the fun! The holders of her arms began stroking her underarms and the legs holders caressed her thighs as the major eight kept up their actions as well!
Ashley’s mind and body were incredibly overwhelmed by the group of 50-year-olds! The main members of the society…The main ticklers….Simply WOULD NOT STOP! The preschool teacher felt fingers EVERYWHERE (well…almost everywhere…) ! Probing, pinching, pressing, vibrating…Then some were caressing, stroking and tracing patterns on her body and limbs!
The paired ticklers seemed to lose all focus on Ashley as a friend and volunteer! The women were a frenzied state of mind themselves—Their only desire was to keep tickling their real life tickle toy…And KEEP tickling! The two on her upper chest just kept finding spots on her ribs and just below her boobs! The tummy and hip ticklers began a devilish trade off—First one would scribble their fingers over her ticklish tummy and navel while the other used thumbs in her hip hollows and teased her hip bones to levels she usually only endured from one body part at a time!
But this gang of women were unrelenting! They were so focused on their tickle toy’s reactions, they talked over Ashley as if she wasn’t even present! Hearing the women comparing her ticklishness and how best to touch and probe and torment to get the best reactions from her? That experience sent Ashley ’s mind into a blank abyss of tickle terror!
All the teacher could think was:
OMGOMGTHEYWERN’TSTOPPING!PLEASEOHPLEASEOHPLEASEYOUHAVETOSTOP!
CRAPNOTTHERENOOOOOGODICAN”TTAKEANYMOOOOORRREE!
Ashley was gasping in silent laughter…Having a true mental and physical meltdown from the long minutes of overstimulation!
Finally, the group seemed to tire just a tiny bit….The librarian was looking on…Observing but not tickling!
Then she broke her silence with some much needed wisdom to the group!
“Ladies….” Said Virginia, with a slightly stern, motherly voice.
“I think it’s time you gave Ms Ashley a break! We don’t want to wear out our new volunteer during her orientation! She might not enjoy all this type of…attention…” It was obvious the prim and proper librarian was a bit flushed looking from watching the intense activities!
Sarah smiled. “She deserves a break…For being such a cooperative new volunteer….So willing to let us play with her ticklish body…”
The HS teacher addressed her preschool teaching coworker. “Thanks, dear!”
“Yeah-Sure!” Said Ashley. “But you ARE holding me down!”
“Yeah-Sure!” Repeated Sarah, her fingers resuming some tracing along the volunteer’s foot! “But I know you DO like it….” The teacher traced even more carefully…Her fingernail teasing the underside of Ashley’s toes!
The HS teacher nodded to her partner in foot tickling, and Rose began performing the same sensual tactic with her nails on the other set of toes!
Ashley shivered and gave a tiny whimper of acknowledgement at the second round of foot tickling began.
The HS teacher looked at Ashley and murmured…”It’s okay if you don’t want to admit it…Your lacy little bottom piece tells us the truth…”
Everyone’s eyes shifted to the tiny yellow piece of lacy thong underwear hiding the new volunteer’s view of her princess parts! There was an obvious circular stain right where it would be if you suspected your ticklish subject was becoming aroused from all the stimulation!
A couple of the main ticklers made comments…
“Geeze….” Smiled Darcy. “She’s definitely getting wet! Which spot caused that, do you think?”
“She’s ticklish all over, “ Sarah answered. “But from what I’ve heard about the spa experience….” The teacher leaned over, holding her friend’s foot still with both hands on her instep…Thumbs pressed into her arches…. “This always does the trick!”
Sarah engulfed Ashley’s middle toes in her mouth and began sucking and working her tongue along the underside of the stems of each toe!
Ashley let out a semi-gasp, semi-yelp of surprise—Or was it delight?
Rose didn’t miss a step and performed the same fun motions with her mouth and tongue!
The preschool teacher gulped and swallowed…almost making a light choking noise as the intense sensations shot into her body…But more importantly, those impulses were going straight into her loins!
“Uuuuh Guuhhh….” Gurgled Ashley. Her breathing became ragged once more!
The two lapped and licked and suckled the toes as the others just watched…And the preschool teacher began more gurgling, and moaning escaped her lips!
“Wow! Now she’s really getting wet!” Darcy stated with a smile.
It was true! The stain on her lingerie was larger, and darker….And the preschool teacher just moaned softly!
Virginia let out her own little noises…and began fanning herself!
“Oh my..” The librarian said.
Jane knew her companion in the Historical Society was quite reserved.
The chairwoman asked “Ginny? Are you feeling alright?”
Virginia took a breath and said “Yes…Yes…Just a bit warm from this excitement! It’s just like a book I’m reading!”
Dottie’s eyes gleamed and she smiled. “An adult novel?”
“Uhh….Yes but..Ummm” Virginia murmured. “It’s an 1880’s novel I found in our archives…Written way back then….”
“Really…?” Jen asked. “It mentions tickling?”
“Y-Yes…” Stammered Virginia. “Tickling and….” She was blushing!
“Sex….” Said Jackie. “Tickling and sex? Back THEN?”
Virginia went on…”Yes…Back then…quite common among the women of the households…” She caught her breath and continued…”Tickling was used as punishment when the female servants made mistakes….Or sometimes the woman of the household just wanted to tickle the maids for ….uh…” The librarian voice lowered… “Well, for… fun…You know what I mean!” The 50 year old was blushing a bit at that comment!
“OMG!” Blurted Martha! She looked at the others surrounding the preschool teacher. Everyone’s eyes were lit up! “You need to tell us everything!”
Darcy spoke up! “Yeah! Especially about the ‘fun’—We know you meant the woman had some kind of sensual fun!”
“Oh dear…”. Murmured the librarian. In her excitement over bringing Ashley into their fold, she had become over eager to spill her own secrets about the research she’d done with the older books in the Historical Society library!
Jane smiled nicely at Virginia. “Just tell us all about it, Ginny! We’re all friends here….”
“OMG!” Wailed Ashley! She KNEW this was going to happen! Things like this had been happening all year—Ever since she had met the group of tickling PTA moms! The teacher added, “I know what you’re up to, you know!”
“Now dear…”. Martha smiled. Let’s let Virginia finish her VERY informative educational talk!”
The group of women all chimed in with similar comments, urging their well-read friend to continue!
Her confidence bolstered by her friends, the librarian said….”Yes…Well…The women seemed to really enjoy tickling and adding sex! Their men were away a lot during the wars or to explore the land…They were left to …themselves and each other…..To find ways to take care of their…needs….” She left that comment open…but EVERYONE knew the ending!
“You have to tell us more details!” Requested Jane.
“YES!” Smiled Jackie. “You read all about it…You have the knowledge!” And you haven’t done any tickling for Ms Ashley….”
“Yes, your knowledge!” Offered Dottie. “You haven’t tickled Ms Ashley yet at all” Dottie added. “Take a turn —-1880s style! SHOW us what you know….and how they did it!”
The mob of 50 year olds chanted her name, and the librarian calmed herself, at least long enough to come up with a plan!
“We’ll need the 1880s gloves that Dottie made for us from the patterns I found earlier this year!” Virginia was calm and back into librarian mode again!
Ashley just watched as the eight ticklers slipped on the reproduction gloves sewn by Dottie for the volunteers. They were long enough to go up to mid forearm, and were made from the softest lambskin available…And just like the 1880s style, each glove was adorned with a row of pearls from the cuff up to the end of the sleeve at mid forearm!
Virginia leaned toward the new volunteer’s torso, placed her lambskin covered fingertips high on her sides, and said, “Sorry dear…This is going to be very tickly….”
Those fingers, covered in the soft fabric, traced lightly from near the armpits to the preschool teacher’s flanks!
“WAAAAAAA—-WHOOOOOOO!!!” Bleated Ashley! Her eyes widened like dinner plates…Her entire form made an effort to leave the grip of her newest friends! The squirming looked incredible! The preschool teacher’s head bucked up and down in a reflexive move that saved no purpose…She was held down tightly by the members of the Society!
Ashley had a frantic look on her face…More distressed than Virginia had ever seen on a young woman’s face before! And the teacher’s eyes!
The pinned woman immediately went into a babbling new language of tickle-gibberish—Just a mush of words streaming from her lips in response to that tickling touch to her entire sides! Ashley had no idea that she would experience a form of tickle ‘hell’ right from the start of the novice tickler’s glove covered hands.
After the first pass with the gloves, Ginny repeated it another time and then swirled the soft digits all over the young woman’s torso and tummy!
Ashley howled as though an electric current had become attached to her body! She shook and screamed as Ginny just kept moving those gloves up and down her nearly naked form!
Dottie looked at her sisters around the retrained school teacher…They seemed frozen, as though now with the gloves on they had forgotten what to do! The seamstress turned her attention to the younger woman’s curvaceous form, her eyes wide and glowing…
The older woman said. “I don’t know about the REST of you—But I’m gonna get in on this action!”
With the comment, Dottie began running her hands all over Ashley’s body as well! The another woman joined her…Then another !
All the main women from the Society ended up with their gloved hands on the teacher’s body…18 hands in all! All sliding and slathering their way all over her arms, sides, torso, tummy and legs…And the feet! The foot ticklers enjoyed GREAT success with their gloved fingers, teasing the pads and between the toes, massaging into the flesh of her feet, separating her toes to get to the tender between toe spaces!
Ashley screamed again in agony as the finger and hands were all over her, the smooth soft fabric creating that sensation between ticklishness and ….something else!
Ginny was gently pushed out of the way, so she had to share the teacher’s body with others! The foot ticklers did a number on Ashley’s poor feet, but then…..They began nibbling the teacher’s feet once more!
The 38 year old could feel teeth nibbling, nipping (so gently) and gnawing on the sides of each foot ..then the ball of each appendage!
Once more, after enough regular stimulation…The foot specialists tried an old tactic!
Rose and Sarah began taking Ashley’s big toes in their mouths, then group of two or three of the smaller toes in their mouths! There was also a fair amount of tongue wiggling on and between those so sensitive toes!
Ashley’s laughter again changed quality and tone! Her voice became lower, and her laughter was more of a deep cackling tone!
One of the leg ticklers blurted out “Look at THAT!”
Ashley’s yellow lace underwear was becoming damp, only this time the spot was darker and larger!
“Oh MY!” Jane stated. “Look at her chest!”
Everyone in the room focused on the 38 year old’s breathing…The teacher’s chest was heaving with the excitement of being tickled for so long! But there was another bit of excitement to notice…
Ashley’ knew her nipples were becoming erect! The tickling was still winning the battle though…Until….
The leg ticklers began on the inside of the teacher’s thighs…The women near the hips tickled the hip pockets area…Then…
Jackie and Darcy both looked at the teacher’s exposed chest!
”Virginia…” Darcy smiled…”Was there something else in the novel you wanted to show us?”
“We KNOW there was…”Jackie grinned. Wasn’t there? I mean, their men were away—-A LOT!”
Jen added…”We know those 1880’s gals MUST have had their own fun…Are we right?”
Virginia looked dazed. “Ah..Um…There was….” She said in quiet, neutral tone of voice.
“Yes….” Martha murmured. “There are some places you haven’ yet…touched….”
Rose said, “Show us…Please.…” Murmured the housewife! That woman’s eyes were gleaming. In fact, as Ashley looked around, ALL of the women’s eyes were gleaming!
Virginia succumbed to their requests….The prim and proper librarian slid her gloved hands up and cupped Ashley’s youthful breasts…Just barely supporting them….
“They used their gloves…..everywhere….” The librarian swallowed audibly. Her hands now held those sweet mounds, and her fingers began fondling….squeezing gently…
“Oh..My…..God…..” Both the librarian AND the preschool teacher murmured together.
Virginia began kneading those sweet plush mounds of delight, the thin fabric sliding easily over the preschool teacher’s soft skin!
Ashley moaned lightly….her breathing faster…and deeper!
The entire group of women used their gloved hands and finger and began caressing and probing every bit of the teacher’s flesh!
OMG! Ashley’s mind was careening out of control! All those gloved hands and fingers on her flesh…covering every hot spot with steady caresses and massages!
Then the librarian used her gloved thumbs to brush the strawberry colored erect tips adorning each beautiful mound!
The school teacher’s eyes shot open wide, and her head tilted forward so she could SEE exactly WHAT she FELT those thumbs doing! She saw Virginia’s fingers squeezing her breasts, and the seamstress’s thumbs flicking slowly back and forth on her own erect nipples!
Then the seamstress used her thumbs and began increasing the rate of flicking…then swirling around those tips….and back to flicking again!
This time the movements of her thumbs were light, skimming just the ends of each nipple…but then swirling around each base! The sensations were building…and building…It definitely tickled! The nipple teasing was definitely tickling!!! But at the same time, it felt very, very GOOOD! Before she could mentally process the touches, Ashley’s ticklish part of her brain and body responded!
Ashley blurted out “WHAAAAAA—-WHAAAAA..HAHA!!!”
If the teacher could have moved to escape the sensations, she WOULD have…But the women on her limbs held her down! The sweet and proper librarian just …kept….GOING! Virginia’s eyes were also changing…From a look of delighted wonderment to….a glistening look of recognition! The librarian became fully aware of the power of her talented gloved fingers as she teased at the teachers’s strawberry colored tips!
Ashley the ticklish teacher began a screeching laughter that quickly mixed with sounds of pure delight! Her entire body shook and trembled as the librarian flicked and then skimmed her fabric covered fingers over her so very sensitive nipples!
The rest of the ticklers kept their gloved hand and fingers sliding, but all seemed to slow a bit so they could enjoy this new interaction between the prim and proper librarian and her newfound tickle toy!
Jane murmured….”Nice, Virginia…” She smiled. “It’s good that you’re starting to really enjoy yourself…And Ashley, too…”
Yes it was obvious to everyone now that the nipple tickling was becoming less of a laughing matter and more of a ‘loving’ matter…
In that the preschool teacher’s voice of initial protest was becoming a gurgling cackle of that familiar mix of ‘ticklish delight’…!
Virginia’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she continued to play with her new friend’s wonderfully sensitive breasts! She seemed intent on making the nipples before her longer and a deeper pink with every little touch and caress…
“From now on….Call me ‘Ginny….” The librarian growled salaciously…
NO woman’s voice ever heard was more sensual, more erotic, more focused…Than the six words just uttered by the usually quiet, composed, and innocent acting librarian!
But for Virginia..Now ‘Ginny’…something had changed. Seeing the younger Ashley brought into the group…Seeing the other women guide the preschool teacher into this unexpected state of undress and now into a full on sensual tickle attack—It awakened her senses! And the group had looked to her (the innocent librarian) to provide them with the knowledge of a group of 1880’s women left to themselves…For their own care and entertainment! With her knowledge of research and access to other libraries, she HAD discovered the diary of a similar woman from that era…and now Ginny had the opportunity to shine…to show the other volunteers what she knew from the book…AND from her own female intuition.
Ginny kept on with her gloved hands, caressing in variable pressures along the new volunteer’s high sides, the front of her ribs below her breasts, and finally returning to those mounds again! Each circuit her hands and fingers made ended with the librarian teasing and tickling Ashley’s pink tips! Each circuit also brought the most delightful giggles from the preschool teacher’s lips…Then deeper laughter…then moaning when more attention was given to her obviously ticklish nipples!
The preschool teacher was melting into a mass of quivering, ticklish flesh…But her wide eyes were losing focus…The sensations were coming from EVERYWHERE! The gloved hands all over her body…the women tickle worshipping her feet and toes (My GOD they were causing such electricity to course through her loins)….And now the incessant breast and nipple tickling / teasing from the now wild eyed librarian!
Ginny was determined to keep going, and was encouraged by her cohorts in the Historical Society!
“OMG! Ginny—You’re REALLY getting to her now!” Was the voice from Darcy!
“She’s starting to LOVE it!” Jane smiled. “But you may want to change things up before her body and mind get used to it!”
“Yeah….” Murmured the librarian…I think its about time to take off these gloves….”
“Yeah! Yeah!” Came a multitude of voices in agreement!
“But first….” Ginny grinned..”There’s something I want to try!”
The librarian let go of Ashley’s breasts and nipples with her gloved fingers….The gloves all had a row of pearls sewn into the side of the glove… From the edge of the wrist nearest the small finger to the edge of the glove where it ended near the elbow!
The librarian lowered her gloved arms and moved them gently sideways….Letting the pearls slide against the erect pink nipples….
Ashley squealed in ticklish horniness! Then began babbling
“OMG! OMG! OMG!”
The librarian skimmed across and beside the woman’s nipples for several passes, being careful that the pearls were gentle and teasing and not harsh at all!
“I guess she likes that, too!” Ginny smiled at the obvious response!
“What do you say, dear?” The quest was directed at the preschool teacher!
Ashly could only gurgle in response…”UHhhhhh…Uh GUH…UH GUUH!” The preschool teacher was breathing heavily now, drool dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were glazed over!
Sarah let up on her foot for a second.
“She DEFINTELY loves this….I’ve seen her like this before!” The HS teacher confessed. “She’s so excited she can’t think straight and she can’t speak properly!” Sarah’s eyes were wide with glee!
“What???” Asked many voices in the group! “WHEN? HOW?”
Sarah smiled…. “Oh…PTA moms…Student teachers…No one can keep secrets forever!” But the teacher then added, “But I attended a fundraiser at the fancy spa in town…and Ashley was MORE than happy to let everyone demonstrate their tickling skills on her body….”
“What else?” Ginny asked.
“Then they moved to tickling her ….EVERYWHERE…..” The HS teacher nodded her head toward the small yellow triangle of fabric covering Ashley’s princess parts.
There was a very dark circle…a stain…obvious on the center of the fabric triangle!
Sarah said, “That’s when she really, REALLY loved it!”
“We HAVE to slip that lingerie off!” Blurted Ginny!
Her comment was taken as a command and the Historical Society volunteers worked quickly to remove that tiny bit of fabric…Then they regained control of the preschool teacher’s lower body. All the society women then began removing their gloves in preparation for the next phase.
“So Ginny….What are you thinking next?” Asked Jen.
“The pioneer women used body lotion of some sort…” Replied the librarian. “From animal fats and whale oil…”
“Yeah?” Rose said….She reached into her handbag and held up a medium bottle. “We have some edible massage oil available—A FLAVORED kind!”
The group asked where the housewife obtained edible body oil?
“The spa fundraiser…” Rose grinned. “I went to that event as well! These products were on sale!”
“Perfect…” Ginny smiled. “Let’s use that for sure!”
Rose unsnapped the cap and drizzled oil all over the teacher’s stretched out form!
Ginny smiled. “Many hands make short work!”
The group of women quickly had the oil spread all over Ashley youthful body! Ginny stayed up at the new volunteer’s chest. Rose dribbled some oil on the teacher’s mounds.
“Don’t bother her nipples…” Growled the librarian. “I’ll take care of those..”
Ashley gave a little yelp of surprise as 16 hands began caressing the oil onto every bit of her torso, tummy and hips. The other two belonged to Ginny, and she was focused only on the preschool teacher’s lovely breasts! The librarian began fondling and kneading those sensitive globes with great delight…her hands and fingers working the oil into the heavenly flesh! Then came the strawberry colored tips!
Ginny diligently flicked and brushed Ashley’s nipples with her oily thumbs and fingers! The preschool teacher began a deeper, cackling giggle as her sensitivity got the better of her! Soon she fell into a fun pattern of giggles and moans as her whole body was being teased by oily hands and fingers…But now the ticklishness was concentrated on her already sensual breasts! The more Ginny played, the more ticklish and horny the teacher became…
Ashley gurgled…”Oh…My….Gaaawwd…” Her eyes were wide and sparkling in that combination of ticklish delight and ticklish terror!
Electricity from every finger, every hand on her torso was now sparking through her body….The women were not poking and prodding for tickles—Now it was a slow steady caressing tickle from top to bottom…over her torso and hips…her legs…her feet…her underarms…
“JESUS!” The school teacher thought! The relentless sensations on her ticklish body were intense enough, but Ginny and her new-found talents were even greater! The once stoic librarian was now fully engaged in the sensual tickling of her new friend…And her enthusiasm was evident as she continued to tease and sensually torment the preschool teacher’s breasts and nipples! The librarian was simply overwhelming the new volunteer with tickling and teasing sensations! It was obvious from Ashley’s moaning that she was becoming more aroused by the second!
Then Ginny asked one of the holders to look in her librarian’s desk for a long narrow box. It was quickly brought out and opened near the librarian. The box contained three long strands of pearls.
“These aren’t from the 1800’s….” Ginny smiled. “But do you think Ms Ashley will care if she’s teased to bits by a true vintage antique accessory or something from a recent estate sale?”
The rest of the women volunteers in the historical group gasped! Their quiet little librarian was turning into a very sensual (and hot) member of the tickling group! Virginia (Now Ginny) was no longer hesitant about using any ideas that came into her mind!
Ginny took one strand of the pearls and doused it with coconut oil…Then added more lubricant to Ashley’s sweet mounds!
The teacher could only lay there and watch the string of pearls as the librarian just let the jewelry rest on her boobs….Then came the fun of sliding the long strand all over her breasts….
“Feel good?” Asked the 50 year old teaser.
Ashley gurgled “Uh Huh…Uh HUH….”
The librarian then asked ‘How about now?” But punctuated her question by sliding the pearls along the sides of Ashley’s erect, oily nipples!
The teacher nearly left her skin…It teased and tickled SOOOO much!
“EEYowwww!” Gurgled Ashley! Her chest began heaving with excitement!
Ginny grinned …”I think she likes it!”
The older member of the Historical Society then tightened the strand of pearls like a tightrope…only this tightened rope was slippery enough to be used to flick at those distended, engorged strawberry tips!
Her new volunteer friend howled at the new sensation! Her body obviously LOVED it by her whimpering moans and groans of delight…But her body still reacted by trying to squirm and shudder away!
The librarian moved the taut strand over the very end of each nipple for a few passes before settling down at the side of each tip again. It was a joy for Ginny to see and hear the preschool teacher squirm and wail and moan at her methods…
Then the women caressing her thighs blurted out an update!
“OMG!” Stated Dottie! “You’ve got her pouring out fluid!”
Martha paused on the other thigh. “What should we do about that?”
Ginny looked down at the preschool teacher’s bare and now obviously leaking princess slit!
“I’ll take care of it…” She growled. “You girls at the sides can take my spot on her chest…I need to check out the situation down here…”
The librarian slid into the open space between Ashley’s legs…
“Oh my….” Ginny said.
“What—” Babbled Ashley! “What IS it?”
The librarian smiled as she said “You need some oil down here…”
She poured an ample amount of the coconut oil onto the teacher’s princess parts…the wide outer lips of the vulva and then the pink princess slit as well! Then Ginny massaged the oil into the soft private flesh with the palm of her hand!
Ashley was so worked up! The librarian’s hand created direct sensations from contact with her girl parts..But also the movements of those outer lips caused movement on the inside of the slit itself! The teacher felt herself becoming even more ticklishly aroused by the bit of internal friction as her moist private areas slid against each other…..
Ginny could see from her new friend’s widened eyes how the sensations were too much for her….So now was the time to add some more…
The librarian took the third stand of pearls and draped it on the warm, slippery, outer princess parts. Then she simply dragged the necklace back and forth over that sensitive area….the pearls caressing the soft, oiled flesh! Ashley shuddered and gurgled as before! Her little moans were so fun to hear…
Then Ginny let the strand fall into the very center of princess land….the beads rested on the edges of the pink inner slit…and then she simply pulled the strand toward the fair and beautiful Ashley’s head! That northward direction allowed the pearls to tease the edges of the slit, and even brush lightly over and beside the teacher’s very swollen love button….
Ashley groaned with anguish as the new sensations flooded her loins! The seemingly endless string of pearls dragging lightly through that spot sent the teacher into low earth orbit!
Ashley gurgled and spluttered in delighted ticklishness as her mind began to fray! OMG! What would this 50 year old woman think to do NEXT? That was the thought running through the teacher’s mind as—-
Too LATE!
Ginny had started a new method of sensual teasing—-Holding the string of pearls taut in her two hands, the librarian ran that strand right along the already panting teacher’s love button!!!!!
That bud of pink flesh was only a few square millimeters in area, but packed so highly with nerve endings! Ashley felt every bump of the individual pearls as they were drawn along the side of her clit!
But the librarian was full of new ideas..she added a loop so that she could tease BOTH sides of the throbbing button at once!
New noises came from Ashley’s lips…..Then even MORE as the Historical Society member flicked the two strands CROSSWAYS to tease that now streaming little nubbin!
Ashley groaned and moaned loudly at the newest teasing torments.
Her voice was now just a constant gurgle of breathless responses…Any thoughts of a full sentence were long gone from her mind as she just let the emotions and words burble from her very core!
“Uhh Guuh! HHHHHuuuuuuuHHHHH….” Gaggled the overstimulated young woman!
Despite being held securely…The teacher did begin a small bit of bucking from her pelvis…But the woman at her sides just reacted to Ashley’s hips rising as an invitation! The two didn’t hesitate to press into the flesh of those rising hips to give Ashley some fun tickles in her hip pockets (the area right below her hip bones)!
The preschool teacher squealed and shrieked at this new tactic! Her slit teased sensually until she couldn’t hold still…Then her reflexive hip movements for relief were ‘punished’ or rewarded (?) by tickles!!!!
By now it was too difficult to know how to describe the reactions!
Poor Ashley didn’t know what to do…Laugh or moan…Cry out in anguish or beg for more…. OMG! The tickling and teasing had her SO SO excited…She definitely wanted MORE…More tickling…MORE teasing…Her brain AND body wanted it…NEEDED it!!! But at what cost to her overworked sanity?
“Oh my Gaaaaaawd….” Moaned the teacher once again.
Ginny smiled. “I think she’s ready for some mouth tickles….”
The librarian then showed the group how to curl your tongue over your teeth to prevent sharp edges against the subject’s skin…and to then press onto the sensitive area with your open mouth…then nibble the flesh…even biting lightly as no harm could come to the person’s skin if performed correctly!
Now Ashley felt eight sets of hungry lips come after her over stimulated and still sensitive body! The little noises of ‘Nyom nyom, nyom!” Filled the air along with new little shrieks of surprise and delight!
There were also some wet noises as some were using their lips to kiss and nuzzle the flesh…and some were using their tongues on her skin!
The preschool teacher’s internal temperature was on FIRE as the combination of teasing and tickling just continued! It seemed this group of 50 year old women were like a set of hungry demons devouring her very soul….
Then Ashley felt a new sensation on her chest! The once ‘tickling only’ lips and tongues were now dabbing at her mounds with more purpose!
Jane was on one side and Jackie on the other….Each urging the other onward to greater thrills!
“I’ve been dying to taste these all day!” Smiled Jane.
She does taste good…”. Gurgled Jackie.
Then Ashley felt the flicking tongue tips all over her mounds of breast flesh…Then swirling around her erect nipples…Then kissing and nuzzling…Licking and tasting her strawberry tips!
The school teacher let her head loll back as her eyes began really glazing over!
As if those sensations weren’t enough…Ashley felt someone’s lips down below…Barely touching her princess parts! Kisses and little flicks of a tongue….Her arousal began screaming skyward! It HAD to be the librarian!!!!
“OMG!!! Ginny!” Shrieked Ashley! “WH- Ohhh…..” She began in protest….But quickly switched to affirmations “Oooooh! That feels so good!”
She heard the librarian murmur with delight as her tongue was indeed tasting the preschool teacher’s womanly parts…Moving all around and sometimes circling her swollen love button! And yes…even little flicks on her white hot button of pure delight!
The motions were incessant…But so teasing! The warm tongue would stay on her mound and puffy outer lips for a bit before inching toward the heated, throbbing bump that was ULTRA sensitive from all the previous tickling and teasing foreplay!
Then she heard a voice..It was Ginny!!! Now the librarian couldn’t be speaking with her OWN lips occupied…But she WAS talking to someone ELSE! Ashley heard the librarian giving another woman instructions about how to kiss and nuzzle and please their new volunteer…Or now their new plaything….!
“That’s the way…”. The librarian murmured her praise. “She’s liking it now….Keep going…Just little flicks with your tongue…Now a bit firmer…”
At the suggestion of ‘firmer’, whoever was using their tongue applied DEFINITELY more pressure near her swollen button!
The teacher could only gasp and groan in delighted anguish! Delight for the ‘obvious reasons’ but anguish from being tickled so throughly and now teased so exquisitely! Ashley was feeling the heat of truth building in her loins—The TRUTH being this group of 50 year old women were well on their way to bringing her to a full, body shaking orgasm!!!
Ashley had been caught up in the enjoyment of the women kissing and nuzzling her chest, the women still slowly and sensually tickling her, and the librarian’s actions! The teacher realized she had lost track of those surrounding her! With all the mouths, hands, and fingers caressing and tickling her oiled body, she never noticed when and how some had slipped away from her line of vision and switched positions! There were more voices down there, but she couldn’t tell exactly who was near her pelvis—She couldn’t see while being held so securely! Ashley tried to raise her head and tilt it forward long enough to identify her teasers, but with her energy expended responding to the tickling and teasing, it was going to take several attempts to accomplish the task!
But try she did! Ashley realized that the heads and faces that she could see down near her legs…Hovering near her pelvis…..Were some of the women who had originally been holding her limbs! Also, the faces on her breasts and sides had changed! The incessant sensations kept going…Sensual tickling and teasing! Now it was not JUST the original group of 8 ticklers, but ALL of the the women in the room had formed a slowly moving circuit moving along her body! Every couple minutes, the women would shift to another area of Ashley’s form—Relocating…Reassigning…And revisiting her sensitive flesh!
From the different touches and sensations she was feeling on her delicate princess parts, Ashley also realized that the circle of women were also taking individual turns on her most private areas as well! Ginny was kept busy adding more of the edible oil all over her new friend’s body, especially the southern areas where the tongues were wiggling and waggling with the most enthusiasm! The librarian was also a great guide for the variety of 50 year olds as they made their rounds on the preschool teacher’s body! Ginny would give them verbal instructions if they seemed hesitant to explore all by themselves…And then the usual compliments as their soft and steady tongue action made the new volunteer gasp or groan in delight!
Ashley became a gasping and moaning mess! She was obviously sweating as shown by the sheen on her forehead and neck…Her mouth open, drooling…Her eyes wide and fixed straight ahead…Her chest rising and falling with excitement and helplessness!
Ginny then slid back to the ‘V’ between the woman’s legs! She traced her tongue over Ashley’s princess parts, dabbling closer and closer to the now aching love button!
The preschool teacher could sense two or three others tasting her private flesh down there..She could only guess at the number, and that thought was so…HOT! She quickly became VERY overheated with excitement!
As she began moaning with more earnest…She heard a familiar voice…
“I’m back, dear….” It was Ginny…Resuming or continuing her flicking and tasting the teacher’s sweet pink button!
Then Ginny murmured to her Historical Society friends…
“Someone do her feet….” Said the librarian. Sarah and Rose took over their favorite areas once more! They began nibbling and gnawing at the teacher’s toes, the sides of her feet…and then the ball of each foot!
That sensual foot attention made Ashley grunt and gurgle, and again her head began listing from side to side…..
“Ahhhhh…Hahohohoao def huh huh guhhh..” Were some noises coming from the teacher’s lips!
Sarah looked up from the foot she was devouring…
“Someone play with her hips….” And then the HS teacher went back to her diligent toe and foot nibbling….
Darcy and Jen were on either side of the teacher once more…and they touched Ashley low on her tummy… at the start of her V-lines or hip hollows! Pressing on the oiled flesh once more and sliding upwards made the teacher REALLY want to squirm and break the contact with those fingertips!
The teacher squealed and shuddered her pelvis in a vain attempt to diminish the tickling/teasing sensation that was being applied so sensually into her loins via the flesh on and around her hip bones!
Then the two women at her chest performed a fun filled maneuver….
With fingers lightly scribbling the sides and under boob on each breast, Jan and Jackie lapped at the tips of each mound with delicate strokes of their tongues! They were like two kittens tasting bowls of milk for the first time…Only their treats were two engorged tips of oiled, strawberry colored flesh! And the oil made it so easy for the two experienced volunteers to taste lightly at first, but increase the pressure of their hungry little tongues to match the excitement of the new volunteer!
The entire combination of teasing and tickling was coursing into and through the preschool teachers body! The feelings of an impending orgasm were close—-SO CLOSE! It would take one more touch of a tongue in just the right spot at just the right pressure——BUT it wasn’t HAPPENING!
THREE tongues were tasting her down there, exploring her prettiest princess parts..All very close to the prize! But only Ginny had the very best contact with the love button! And her tongue just wasn’t…quite…doing it……!
The newest member of the Historical Society was SEETHING under the librarian’s newly discovered talented tongue!
Ashley felt that she was going out of her mind with desire AND need!
‘Ginny—OMG!” The preschool teacher whined. “You gotta—-OH JESUS!” The heavy panting became…HEAVIER!
“What, dear…?” The librarian asked…So nicely…SO innocently….Her eyes gleaming as she dabbed her tongue very close to that sensitive tip of ‘heaven on earth’…..
“I W-WANT TO—-“ The teacher stammered. She raised her head and face up and forward, barely making eye contact……And her head fell back down! “OOOOHHHHH-I NEED TO—!” Panted Ashley…She raised her head and made eye contact with Ginny once more!
The smile on the librarian’s lips was one of recognition….She KNEW how much the preschool teacher truly wanted her ‘historical’ ending….
“I need one little favor…” Murmured Ginny. Her tongue crept closer to Ashley’s little bit of ‘heaven’….
“OKAY! YESSSS!” The teacher blurted. “Whatever you want!”
“Mmmm…” Ginny grinned. “You invite one of your friends to our next Society Meeting!”
“OKAY! OKAY! OKAY!!” Panted Ashley! “WHO?”
Ginny paused, as if trying to remember the name….But really just toying with the teacher’s feverish state….
“PLEEEEEEEAAASE!” Hissed the hyper stimulated volunteer!
“Young Maddie!” Said the librarian. “I heard she has great potential as a volunteer!”
“YEAH! ALRIGHT!” Ashley blathered. “ I’ll do it! I’ll DO it! I’ll DO IT! I—I —“
To help her finish her sentence, Ginny changed from flicking lightly to a bit more firmly all over and around the preschool teacher’s love button!
It was just the right pressure……
“YYYIIIII——EEEEEEE! Screamed Ashley! And then came another…and another! The pent up feelings of deep desire brought to the surface by the entire group of Historical Society women created wave upon wave of massive overload!
Electricity seared through the teacher’s body like lightning bolts…She shrieked and hollered in a series of fulfilling orgasms as the energy first went into her body and came out in the form of screams, moans and head thrashing delights!!!! They lasted for some number of minutes…
As the teacher’s whole body spasmed and tried to contort…The women held her still throughout the massive rippling waves! By reading her cues, her tickler/teasers knew when she was finished… When slowing their caressing was the perfectly right thing to do!
The teacher’s body stopped convulsing with the highest of pleasures and slowly returned to a normal state…But she still felt the warm internal buzz of her afterglow for minutes…While her Historical Society friends comforted her and thanked her for joining…And for helping to start a new ‘initiation rite’ into the group!
Ashley was released and she rolled over onto her side. She just kept moaning and panting for a bit! She was given water and a blanket for cover until she felt like slipping her cloths back on…
All the women smiled and thanked her for stopping by and joining the Historical Society!
As Ashley regained her composure, SHE thanked the women for their care and compassion…and for one of the most intense tickling, edging and orgasm episodes of her life!
Ginny…Now back to her ‘Virginia’ personality…was folding the gloves to put them away! Then she held up the pearls…
The librarian said, “I’ll bet someone will have THESE on her Christmas List!”
Both she and the teacher laughed about that comment! But Ashley did agree that a pearl necklace could be on the horizon!
Then the new volunteer asked, “So why do you want me to convince Maddie to join the Historical Society?”
“Oh, because she is even younger than you, Ashley!” Virginia stated.
“And, young Maddie does have great potential….” Smiled Sarah. “She’s smart like you! And extremely ticklish, from what I hear from the school staff!” Then the HS teacher smiled and finished her thoughts. “I’m guessing…again like you….Maddie becomes VERY excited when tickled!”
Sarah and Virginia looked at Ashley for an answer!
“Uhhh…Yes…” The preschool teacher murmured. “I know she does!”
“Well then….” Smiled the experienced volunteers. “She’ll be a perfect fit for our group!”
The End
Ashley is a very popular 38 year old woman who is a well respected preschool teacher in the community. She is on staff at the Smith Academy, a preschool thru K-12 private educational campus in her town.
Of course, Ms Ashley works in the preschool, but there are separate buildings for the elementary (K - 12), Middle and High School students.
Married and with one child, her career as a preschool teacher fits her demeanor and lifestyle very well. She is a short, but very attractive young woman with brown hair and nice figure. Ashley gets along with a wide range of age groups in her work and social life…From the student teachers in their early 20s to the generation more her age (mid to late thirties), and finally, with the women she knows from the 40 year old crowd and upwards (50s to 60s, as some experienced teachers happen to be)! She even gets along with the group of PTA moms that seem to always be involved in helping out in her classroom !
Because of all the teachers’ meetings and workshops, Ashley was friends with some of the 50 year olds that were teachers at the middle and high schools!
One day, an auburn haired teacher named Sarah was chatting with Ashley when the topic arose concerning each of their volunteer activities.
Sarah was a decently fit 50 year old that was the envy of many of the other instructors.
Ashley and the 50 year old discussed their hobbies, and the question of Sarah’s fitness came up. Ashley asked her the name of the gym she used to stay in shape!
“Gym?” Grinned the older teacher…” I don’t go to the gym!”
“What?” Ashley reacted! “But you look to be in great shape!”
“Its all because of my volunteering at the historical society!” The girl bubbled.
“How can that be the reason?” Asked the preschool teacher.
Sarah said, “Have you ever worn a period costume, like the 1800’s style, with some of that old time underwear?” Her eyes gleamed in the experience!
“Nooo….” Mused Ashley..But she had thought about joining the Women’s Historical Society! It was a group of mostly women who were associated with a couple historic sites in town. The group also managed a Christmas homes tour in which people would pay to visit and tour 4-5 1880s style houses that were decorated for the holidays. There were many opportunities to serve as a volunteer in the Society, but as a workout plan? That NEVER crossed the preschool teacher’s mind!
Sarah continued. “Well, we volunteer year round—It summer its so hot you can lose weight just by sweating it off! The clothes are somewhat heavy, and its a chore to get them on and off! They are bulky—Ten pounds of struggle to put them on OR remove them! I guarantee you’ll lose weight and tone up!” The teacher / volunteer looked at Ashley. “You don’t have any need to lose weight—You’re quite perfect the way you are now!”
“Yeah, heh heh…” The preschool teacher giggled with a bit of a blush to her face. “Thanks!”
“But who couldn’t use a bit more muscle?” Asked the volunteer.
“Yeah…Right!” Agreed Ashley.
“Great!” Said the bubbly history buff! “You should come to Saturday’s volunteer luncheon… see what its about…meet the women in the society..maybe join up!”
“Uh…Sure!” Replied Ashley. The coming weekend was a trip out of town for her husband, and her parents were watching their child! It would be nice to get out and meet people in a new environment!
Saturday, Ashley went to the local historical site where the society always met. It was a large, 1880s style Victorian mansion…part of a series of buildings that were part of a working farm in its day. A barn, a separate cook house / outdoor kitchen, stables, and other assorted structures. The women all met in a large sitting room of the mansion. There were about 50 women in all..all 50 years or so in age as they appeared. Many were slender and fit, like her teacher friend Sarah…Some were a bit more wide in the hips..But all were friendly and welcomed her to the group.
Jane was the chairwoman in charge of the welcome event, and really tried to get Ashley to volunteer.
A 50 year old blonde with streaks of gray in her hair, Jane was one of the fit ones and confessed their needs and interests to the preschool teacher.
“As you see from looking around the room..” The chairwoman waved her hand…”We have allowed our membership to shift toward the 50s side of the age range for volunteers! This is not good for a couple reasons. One is that we simply need a younger group to become involved because as some of us get older in a few years, we won’t have the energy to put in the hours for volunteering!”
“I can understand that…” Agreed Ashley.
Jane continued. “Another thing is fundraising and attendance and…Public relations!”
Ashley cocked her head an raised an eyebrow at the PR comment.
The blonde explained. “Our attendance is starting to slow down…And we know it began happening when some of our more youthful volunteers left the area due to life changes and we sort of shifted to this 50 plus group! All are good workers…and many are young at heart…But our attendance at the tours and therefore donations have been dropping! We are kind of looking for an infusion of more youthful volunteers..Like YOU!” The blonde smiled.
“But there are many women younger than me!” Stated the preschool teacher.
“Yes, but if we have very young women working the tours….the single guys will chat them up and the married guys will just hang around gawking at them!” The head volunteer smiled. “You know how men are!”
Ashley did know how men are…
“But you…” The chairwoman said…”You are in the perfect age group to start volunteering and be available for more years…So we gain continuity! Plus, you are attractive and that will keep the men coming to the events…But your wedding ring will at least keep them from spending too much time bothering you!”
“Well…” Ashley smiled. “You have it all planned out for me..”
Jane grinned. “Well, I just know when Sarah mentioned your name…I knew you would be a good fit!”
“I suppose I could give it a try!” Answered Ashley.
“Great!” Jane said. “How about you come over in a couple of days so we can fit you with a period dress from our stock of clothing?”
“So soon?” The preschool teacher asked.
“Yes, dear…” The blonde said. “There is an event next Friday, so we have to make sure you have something ready to wear!”
Tuesday arrived, and Ashley walked into the meeting of the Historical Society. She was introduced to a plethora of women older than her…Some were stay at home housewives and mothers, some were local businesswomen. Some, like Sarah, were teachers from the middle and high schools at her own teaching campus.
All of the women were very friendly and welcoming of their newest volunteer. After some light refreshments and the official ‘business’ meeting, the chairwoman Jane stated it was time for the new volunteer to be fitted with the proper period clothing.
The room was large and window curtains were closed, so the trying on. Of various styles and sizes could be done in privacy from anyone seeing from outside the house. There was a screen set up so Ashley could change to her volunteer garb with privacy, but then show her outfit to the group so they could decide if the outfit looked the best on her.
So the preschool teacher went behind the screen and tried on a couple sets of 1850s to 1890s garments, showing them to the group of 20 or so experienced volunteers. The first two outfits did not meet with their approval. One of the 50 year olds came back behind the screen to help Ashley pick out the third outfit—-The woman named Darcy steered her to a dress with a rather low neckline and the required corset.
“My goodness,” Observed Ashley. “That one is quite low cut!”
“Yes….” Smiled Darcy. “And with the corset, you will look fantastic in this dress!”
“My boobs will be pushed up like an 1850’s street walker…” Mused the teacher.
“No dear….” Darcy grinned. “This is the standard dress that women wore back then!” She history buff went on. “They wanted to look enticing for the men…And you will, too! But that will help bring in a few more of the …umm….younger crowd!”
Ashley smiled. “You mean more of the younger male crowd…Tourists and local businessmen!”
“Yes…”. Darcy smiled. “Their attendance means more donations…more history programs for everyone…for the community!” She paused.
The dark haired Darcy went on…”But now— We need to get you into that outfit!”
The history expert had Ashley turn around…Now Darcy could help tighten up the laces on the back of the corset, but the garment was tight on the attractive preschool teacher!
Darcy said, “There are a couple wrinkles making it difficult to lace this piece properly! Can you smooth them out as I cinch this girl up?”
The teacher tried, but it was not successful!
Darcy called out to the larger group of women for another pair of hands to help!
Jackie was a 50 year old antique shop owner who showed up first, as well as the assistant chairwoman Jane. But the area around Ashley filled with a few others as well…Dottie, a seamstress who had an alterations shop; Martha, an owner of a bakery; Jennifer, a pet store owner; Rose, a stay at home housewife; and finally Virginia, a librarian. All of the women were at least 50 or within a year or so of that birthday year.
Many more of the historical society were hanging back, waiting to
see how the group would handle this clothing issue!
The school teacher was still struggling with the wrinkles and the laces on the sides of the corset, but couldn’t make it fit comfortably!
With Dot on one side and Jenifer on the other, the two began trying to reach inside the open sides of the corset to tuck the wrinkles and make the garment FIT! Ashley huffed and puffed and groaned in fatigue, Darcy gave a mighty tug, but the two on the sides had to work hard to stay focused…Their hands almost hd everything tucked in when—-
Ashley shrieked with laughter as Dottie and Jennifer’s fingers accidentally poked too vigorously in the side gaps of the corset!
“Oh my word!” Darcy smiled. “You need to hold still!”
“I—I’m—-“ The teacher began, but quickly paused as she thought twice about saying the word ‘ticklish’ in front of this crowd of people!
But the pressure and touching against her sides, working at unfolding the twists in the laces, holding her still while Darcy was trying to cinch the corset tighter…It was becoming too much for her! Ashley began wriggling to prevent too much touching on her sensitive skin….But then..
As the corset got tighter, the teacher’s breasts were pushed up nicely and gave the women around her an eyeful!
A couple of the girls said “Wow!” and “Whoah!” And added the expected comments that went along with their plans!
“Nice!” said Jane, smiling. “We have a winner!”
Ashley was trying to catch her breath from the struggling with her undergarment and the overstimulation from the ‘helping hands’ that had been accidentally tickling her! The women were gazing at her already attractive curves, now enhanced by the 1800’s style push up garment!
“Let’s take a good look at you before we help you with your dress!” Said Dottie. “Here you need to turn this way…so we can see how this will look with th——-“ As she spoke, Dottie had placed her hands on Ashley’s soft flanks…The span of side flesh below the ribs and above her hip bones! The corset covered some of that area, but with gaps in the sides!
The unexpected touch of those soft hands on her flanks made the teacher yelp and immediately twist and shudder! Her movement caught Dottie off guard and that’s why the 50 year old stopped mid-sentence! But her hands remained in place!
The seamstress spoke as she still tried to guide the new volunteer with with her own fingers on her sides to reposition her…”Let’s just turn you this way and—-“
Ashley squealed and collapsed in a heap! Her giggling began in earnest then, as she weakly tried to push the older woman’s hands away!
The more experienced woman smiled and just held on… “What is wrong with you dear?” Dottie smiled with recognition. “Are you having a muscle cramp?” But the older woman squeezed those flanks just a bit tighter!
The teacher howled and tried to roll to her side! Dottie was very adept at keeping up with the moving sensitive flesh until Ashley was unable to keep from turning all the way over onto her back!
Dottie laughed. “Oh MY! It seems you are VERY ticklish!” She kept her fingers in place however—Not minding one bit as she kept her fingers going!
Ashley minded —-A LOT! She squealed and squirmed and began asking for help! “PLEASE! NOT THERE!” And half slapping at the older woman’s hands at her sensitive sides!
Dottie tickled more vigorously in that vulnerable area…ignoring the pleas and the now weakening hands of the quickly disintegrating teacher! The seamstress was content with the new volunteer being helpless and on the floor, and kept on going with the tickling! When Ashley regained some strength, she tried to reach down to push the woman off, but now the entire group of volunteers were all around…Two took hold of her arms and held them tight to the large rug where the teacher had collapsed!
Ashley wailed in protest, but Dottie smiled as she now straddled the news member of the society!
“Sorry dear..But this is the most excitement we’ve had in this group in a while!” The 50 year old’s eyes were gleaming. “I don’t know if I can stop!”
“Maybe you shouldn’t stop, Dottie!” Said Jane. “We could make tickling a requirement for the new members! Kind of like an initiation requirement to join the group!”
”That’s not fair!” Ashley whined.. “ That wasn’t part of the deal!”
The chairwoman said, “Yes you’re right! We need to make an amendment and vote on it!”
“What?” The teacher babbled…”But—“
Before she could think to form any more words, Ashley heard the chairwoman entertain the amendment for tickling initiations through an initial ‘movement’, a ‘second’ and a quick vote of all the members! They even thought to make the amendment start retroactively …before tonight’s meeting! With the tickled teacher being the lone “Nay’ vote, the amendment passed!!!
“You women are TERRIBLE!” Chided Ashley! “This is SO UNFAIR!”
“Maybe…” Smiled Jackie…”But we just voted…During this official Historical club meeting… And you’re ticklish! So now…” Her eyes lit up and her eyebrows raised in that teasing fashion that tickler’s have…She wiggled her fingers and the teacher cringed inside!
Ashley realized that there were multiple women holding her limbs down, but the lead members of the Society were pretty much freed up for any action they wanted to perform!
“C’Mon! C’MON!” Pleaded the teacher…”I’m TOO ticklish! I can’t take it! PLEASE!”
Rose smiled. “Too ticklish is great! We’ll ALL have fun with THAT!”
“Wh—What do you mean?” Ashley asked. Her eyes were flitting from face to face in the group of slightly older women!
Jenny smiled. “It’s true we want to find younger volunteers…And you’re going to make a fine one….”
Martha added, “But its also true that your ticklishness is going to be….Irresistible!”
The librarian spoke up. “These women will never to be able to leave you alone tonight now that they know you’re so ticklish!”
“Thank you, Virginia!” Jane smiled at her friend. “I guess that means it’s time to get started in earnest!”
The blonde pressed into Ashley’s soft flanks again…The teacher’s eyes widened and her face looked frantic!
“NO! PLEASE NOT THERE!” Ashley blurted, then dissolved in a wave of ticklish laughter as the chairwoman squeezed those sensitive spots once more! She kept on tickling until the teacher was in a bit of gasping, panting bit of distress….
When she felt Jane pause, Ashley called out “Thank you!…Thank you!” For the mercy shown.
“It’s alright, dear, we have plenty of spots to try….” Jane smiled at her new friend.
“That’s true..” Dottie’s eyes gleamed like a hungry tigress! “But we can’t tickle through this corset!”
“Or with her underwear on!” Babbled Jenny! Oh MY….” The pet store owner blushed at her own revealing comment!
“That’s okay….” Jackie smiled a knowing smile. “We’re ALL thinking that same idea!”
“Yeah….She’s too cute and too ticklish to leave alone!” Rose said. “We should just strip her outfit off and tickle her to bits!”
“Ladies!” Virginia cleared her throat! “Please! Control yourselves! We should show some manners to our new volunteer!”
“You’re always the proper one!” Jane stated, then she grinned knowingly. “But you know you wanna tickle her as much as the rest of us! Look at those thighs! Those feet! Imagine how ticklish her ribs and hips are gonna be once her clothes are out of the way!”
Virginia, seemingly the most conservative 50 year old in the group, WAS thinking of that vision! Her face was a bit blushed and her eyes a bit dazed at the site of the stretched out teacher! To be honest, she was JUST as interested in the new volunteer as any of the tickling ‘mob’ that was forming….But still….
The proper and prim librarian fanned herself. “Yes well…It should be Ashley’s choice as to whether she wants to disrobe that much!”
Jane and Jackie were on either side of the teacher.
Jane reached up and lightly caressed the teacher’s hair with one set of fingers.
“What do you think…?” She smiled at her new volunteer. “May we take the corset off?”
Ashley gurgled “I-I-I- You ….” The teacher was confused! She had expected a full on tickle assault, but the chairwoman was being so nice…
But the teacher ALSO realized that Jane’s free fingers were tracing lazily up and down her underarm! CRAP! That tingling sensation was ALREADY so strong!
And Jackie, stationed on her other side, was doing the same damn thing!
That woman was teasing her opposite underarm…While cooing sweetly in her ear…
“That’s alright, Ashley…You just take your time deciding…We’ll just go slowly to try to convince you….”
In no time at all, the two had built up a nice rhythm and the teacher was starting to shiver internally from the relentless stroking of her very sensitive underarms!
The two ticklers were enjoying watching the teacher starting to lose control…Ashley tried to set her jaw and remain stoic, to NOT give in to their light teasing touch! The longer they worked, the wider the teacher’s eyes became, and she began allowing little involuntary sounds from her lips….little huffs and puffs—evidence of her ‘strain’ as the ticklishness increased. And her torso began trying to writhe under the firmness of the holders!
It was obvious that poor little Ashley was reaching a breaking point—At least she needed a pause…But none came. Instead the two women teased her about her situation!
‘Awww,” Jane murmured. “Look at you—so squirmy! What’s it gonna be like when we tickle you all over?”
Ashley was going half insane! Slow tickling is SO incredibly stimulating to her mind and body…
Jackie grinned…”I can’t wait for you to give us permission to take that corset off…”
Ashley looked at her teasers… “HUH uh! HUH uh!” The teacher grunted in that negative tone!
“We’ll see….” Smiled Jackie. “Maybe if we try a different spot..”
Her fingers trailed a bit…farther….south!
OOOOHHHHHHH CRAP!!!!!! Ashley’s mind exploded with shock and surprise as both ticklers trailed their fingers into the hollows of her ultra sensitive armpits!
Their light touch became a multitude of scribbling fingertips, then some pressing in and vibrating massages in her pits!
Ashley SHRIEKED loudly in ticklish agony!!!! With the touching in the new areas, her body and brain began scrambling as the fingers went for her ‘death zone’….Her armpits are INCREDIBLY, EXCRUCIATINGLY ticklish!!!!!!
Those wiggling, squiggling, randomly scribbling digits sent MASSIVE sparks of ticklish energy into her body and mind! Those sparks made her JOLT internally but also EXTERNALLY! Her entire body began to shake, and alternated between total rigidity and trying to squirm and fight against the women holding her down! But with two women on each limb, and more pressing her hips against the floor, it was impossible to do anything but lay there helplessly and take it!
Ashley’s brain filled with the overstimulation of physical tickling to her absolutely WORST spots! As the fingers tormented her pits, her brain and body felt like they were on FIRE! The teacher quickly succumbed to the motions!
“EEEEYYOWWWEEEE! AAAIAIAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE! AHHHHHHH! NO! NOT- BWWWAAAAAHHHAAAAHAAAAA!!!
YIII-EEEEEEEEEE—-OMGOMGOMG!!!!!!”
The laughter pouring from the preschool teacher was loud and helpless….It was a screaming, screeching symphony of shrieking and cackling sounds as the sensations were injected into her being! Her eyes were wide, bugged out and couldn’t focus! Her mouth opened and curled in that familiar look of someone who has already reached their limits! But the women at her armpits were NOT stopping! The tickling just continued!!!
Soon, Ashley had to choose between gulping air to withstand the tickling onslaught or plead for mercy! She tried to do both, as any tickled person would….
“PLEASE!!” A gulp, a swallow of air! “PUUUHH-HHUUUH-HUUH-HEEESE!” Screamed the teacher, her chest heaving under the tight restriction of the corset! The armpit teasers did not relent until poor Ashley was stuck in that state of silent laughter—Her mouth hanging open, drooling, her eyes rolling back in her head! Little gasps made their way from the teacher’s lips…and finally…Somehow…The hyper stimulated teacher eked out one small whimper…
“Pleeeease…..” Ashley whispered in a tickled-out rasp…
“Please, what?” Teased one of her ticklers!
The teacher was too slow…
The women scribbling their fingers just kept going!
When some slowed or paused the one type of finger action, others began poking and pressing into her hollows—Vibrating their fingers vigorously against the smooth flesh!
Ashley could only helplessly respond to their newest motions! Held down well, she could only try to twist and buck and dislodge those fingers again! But she couldn’t! The armpit tickling was sending her body AND mind into another orbit—Where the oxygen seemed lower and her mind began shutting down! She literally couldn’t think! Only her body was left to simply ABSORB the sensations from the group of history volunteers! Her mind was in a state of frenzy over the relentless tickling and the total panic of how these women may not stop!
Ashley knew that she would soon be unable to talk at all…then there would be no way to communicate her ticklishness and she would simply go out of her mind!!!! But with all that confusion and commotion in her brain, Ashley mustered enough stamina for one last plea for mercy!
“STAAAAH-HOP! PLEEEASE!!!!” The teacher was engulfed in the flames of untold ticklishness! Those fingers wouldn’t stop! She couldn’t think clearly! Her brain and body were SO overstimulated!
Her mind was a mess of scrambled thoughts…
ITHADTOSTOPSWEETGODINHEAVEN!!!
PLEASEITSGOTTASTOPIMGONNALOSEMYMINDOHCRAPOHJESUSOHMOTHERMARY!!!!
Then, it happened! The teacher had no prayers left!
“OKAY! OKAY!” Ashley surrendered! “YOU WIN! YOU WIN! YOU WIN!”
“What do you mean, dear?” Smiled the shop owner!
“You want us to do something else?” Teased the chairwoman.
The ‘innocent’ game they used on their new volunteer was devastating!
Those two KNEW they had tickled Ashley’s armpits far beyond her physical and mental capacity…But they were only going to be satisfied to hear HER offer the alternative they wanted!
There was no choice but to give in to their demands!
“The corset!” The teacher gasped for air! “TAKE it!” Her mouth was gaping in heaving exhaustion! “I give up—PLEASE!!! Just stop on my armpits!!”
The teacher was panting heavily now, her mouth half open…drool glistening as it dribbled from the corners of her mouth!
The second Ashley surrendered her corset, the group of 50 year olds were on her like a pack of hungry wolves! The ravenous fingers of the usually proper women of the Historical Society attacked! They hurriedly unlaced the sides and front of the corset in a mix of flailing fingers and focused eyes!
Once the garment was undone, Ashley’s youthful breasts poured out of the confines of the top! That caused a few gasps of admiration and discovery…The women maintained control of her limbs as they pulled the corset out from under her now nearly naked form! During the commotion of removing that top, the preschool teacher’s breasts shifted and bobbled around freely! She was left flat on her back, held down and panting from the tickling of her incredibly ticklish armpits!
Ashley heard some gasps of surprise from the large group of women—Then comments of admiration as a few compliments were given on her youthful appearance, round curves, and smooth skin!
All of the women’s eyes were on the form of the restrained school teacher! Then Ashley felt the holders tighten their grip on her limbs..
OMG!
Her brain’s temperature went skyrocketing again!
JESUSINHEAVENWHATWERETHEYGOONADONEXT!!!????
Ashley barely had time to form that question in her mind before the gang of eight main members of the society began a tickling assault on her entire body!!!
It’s true her armpits were her absolute ‘death’ spot, but 38 year old Ashley was extremely ticklish all over! A group of eight 50 year olds held her securely as the remaining eight began tickling her in earnest!
Jane and Jackie were the two at her upper body, tickling her sides and ribs—poking, pinching, probing the grooves between her rib bones!
Two others, Darcy and Jen, were going after her smooth tummy…from low to high!
Ashley was still wearing her newest and most favorite lingerie underwear…The yellow lace piece she earned while being tickled at the spa a couple months ago. The tiny yellow fabric barely covered anything, which was a blessing to the two historical volunteers who used it as the lowest border to begin tickling with their fingers across the low tummy, then all over that smooth playground of flesh…ending with circles around her cute little innie belly button.
The real treat was how the tiny bit of lingerie left Ashley’s hip bones, hip hollows, and groin regions so bare and open for ticklish business!
The two 50 year olds teased and tickled those areas with fingernails and fingertips…covering her flesh with random patterns as the teacher laughed and gurgled and giggled until she was red and blushed from their attentions!
Martha and Dottie each took a thigh, squeezing from the top of the quad muscles, then working their way up and down the ticklish upper legs! Ashley screamed and tried to buck! Then they slid their fingers into the very sensitive INNER thighs! It didn’t take much pressure there to unleash a torrent of begging and pleading laughter from the school teacher! Then those two women discovered the very ticklish inner thigh muscles and tendons—And began giving some steady plucking and light grabbing on THOSE ultra sensitive cords of flesh!
The teacher began shrieking as if she’d been touched by a hot iron!
Her whole body tried to shudder and throw those fingers off!!!
“GOD NO!!! NOT THERE!! NOT THERE!!!!” Was the pitiful but very sincere wail out of Ashley’s lips! After a bit, the two settled into a routine of tickling from the teachers knees to mid thigh…with only sporadic, surprise invasions into the inner thigh flesh as they deemed fit!
As if the ribs and thigh tickling was not enough….Sarah the teacher and Rose the housewife each settled in at their friend’s feet!
Sarah began by raking her entire set of fingernails up and down the teacher’s entire sole…And the housewife followed her partner’s example! With both women tickling scraping both soles…Ashley had yet another reason to howl and scream in ticklish agony!
But of course, neither of the foot tickler’s gave the preschool teacher any break! They each began finding the individual creases on each sole…tracing those sensitive lines with their fingernails repeatedly….
Ashley felt as though she was in a carnival—A madhouse of ticklish demise! Rose and Sarah would not relent! They tired of the creases but found the ticklish centers of her arches, scribbling their fingers into those smooth high curves right in the center of each foot! More laughter followed….helpless waves of laughter from the new volunteer’s mouth!
Then Sarah leaned over and took Ashley’s big toe in her mouth…and began biting and nibbling playfully! The preschool teacher shrieked and squalled and begged for mercy! Rose did the same on the teacher’s other foot!
After more screeching from Ashley, Sarah said, “Nibble the inside edges of her soles!”
The housewife did as directed and was rewarded to hear yet another new set of tickle gibberish from Ashley as she tried flailing her feet to escape!
“Wow!” Rose said with glee! “How did you know she’d react like that!”
Sarah grinned…But still kept her fingers tickling the volunteer’s foot!
“I spoke to another teacher friend who went to the spa fundraiser!”
The HS teacher smiled. “She told me all about how Ashley loves to be tickled!”
“OMG! REALLY?” Rose asked. She was obviously very excited to hear about this story!
“Yessss…” Grinned Sarah, her eyes gleaming. “It turns out that our little Ashley enjoys tickling…Quite a bit!”
“NO! NOOOOOOO! I DON’T! I DON’T!” Ashley screamed as the entire group of 50 year old women simply would not stop! All eight kept their hands working, and even the holders were getting in on the fun! The holders of her arms began stroking her underarms and the legs holders caressed her thighs as the major eight kept up their actions as well!
Ashley’s mind and body were incredibly overwhelmed by the group of 50-year-olds! The main members of the society…The main ticklers….Simply WOULD NOT STOP! The preschool teacher felt fingers EVERYWHERE (well…almost everywhere…) ! Probing, pinching, pressing, vibrating…Then some were caressing, stroking and tracing patterns on her body and limbs!
The paired ticklers seemed to lose all focus on Ashley as a friend and volunteer! The women were a frenzied state of mind themselves—Their only desire was to keep tickling their real life tickle toy…And KEEP tickling! The two on her upper chest just kept finding spots on her ribs and just below her boobs! The tummy and hip ticklers began a devilish trade off—First one would scribble their fingers over her ticklish tummy and navel while the other used thumbs in her hip hollows and teased her hip bones to levels she usually only endured from one body part at a time!
But this gang of women were unrelenting! They were so focused on their tickle toy’s reactions, they talked over Ashley as if she wasn’t even present! Hearing the women comparing her ticklishness and how best to touch and probe and torment to get the best reactions from her? That experience sent Ashley ’s mind into a blank abyss of tickle terror!
All the teacher could think was:
OMGOMGTHEYWERN’TSTOPPING!PLEASEOHPLEASEOHPLEASEYOUHAVETOSTOP!
CRAPNOTTHERENOOOOOGODICAN”TTAKEANYMOOOOORRREE!
Ashley was gasping in silent laughter…Having a true mental and physical meltdown from the long minutes of overstimulation!
Finally, the group seemed to tire just a tiny bit….The librarian was looking on…Observing but not tickling!
Then she broke her silence with some much needed wisdom to the group!
“Ladies….” Said Virginia, with a slightly stern, motherly voice.
“I think it’s time you gave Ms Ashley a break! We don’t want to wear out our new volunteer during her orientation! She might not enjoy all this type of…attention…” It was obvious the prim and proper librarian was a bit flushed looking from watching the intense activities!
Sarah smiled. “She deserves a break…For being such a cooperative new volunteer….So willing to let us play with her ticklish body…”
The HS teacher addressed her preschool teaching coworker. “Thanks, dear!”
“Yeah-Sure!” Said Ashley. “But you ARE holding me down!”
“Yeah-Sure!” Repeated Sarah, her fingers resuming some tracing along the volunteer’s foot! “But I know you DO like it….” The teacher traced even more carefully…Her fingernail teasing the underside of Ashley’s toes!
The HS teacher nodded to her partner in foot tickling, and Rose began performing the same sensual tactic with her nails on the other set of toes!
Ashley shivered and gave a tiny whimper of acknowledgement at the second round of foot tickling began.
The HS teacher looked at Ashley and murmured…”It’s okay if you don’t want to admit it…Your lacy little bottom piece tells us the truth…”
Everyone’s eyes shifted to the tiny yellow piece of lacy thong underwear hiding the new volunteer’s view of her princess parts! There was an obvious circular stain right where it would be if you suspected your ticklish subject was becoming aroused from all the stimulation!
A couple of the main ticklers made comments…
“Geeze….” Smiled Darcy. “She’s definitely getting wet! Which spot caused that, do you think?”
“She’s ticklish all over, “ Sarah answered. “But from what I’ve heard about the spa experience….” The teacher leaned over, holding her friend’s foot still with both hands on her instep…Thumbs pressed into her arches…. “This always does the trick!”
Sarah engulfed Ashley’s middle toes in her mouth and began sucking and working her tongue along the underside of the stems of each toe!
Ashley let out a semi-gasp, semi-yelp of surprise—Or was it delight?
Rose didn’t miss a step and performed the same fun motions with her mouth and tongue!
The preschool teacher gulped and swallowed…almost making a light choking noise as the intense sensations shot into her body…But more importantly, those impulses were going straight into her loins!
“Uuuuh Guuhhh….” Gurgled Ashley. Her breathing became ragged once more!
The two lapped and licked and suckled the toes as the others just watched…And the preschool teacher began more gurgling, and moaning escaped her lips!
“Wow! Now she’s really getting wet!” Darcy stated with a smile.
It was true! The stain on her lingerie was larger, and darker….And the preschool teacher just moaned softly!
Virginia let out her own little noises…and began fanning herself!
“Oh my..” The librarian said.
Jane knew her companion in the Historical Society was quite reserved.
The chairwoman asked “Ginny? Are you feeling alright?”
Virginia took a breath and said “Yes…Yes…Just a bit warm from this excitement! It’s just like a book I’m reading!”
Dottie’s eyes gleamed and she smiled. “An adult novel?”
“Uhh….Yes but..Ummm” Virginia murmured. “It’s an 1880’s novel I found in our archives…Written way back then….”
“Really…?” Jen asked. “It mentions tickling?”
“Y-Yes…” Stammered Virginia. “Tickling and….” She was blushing!
“Sex….” Said Jackie. “Tickling and sex? Back THEN?”
Virginia went on…”Yes…Back then…quite common among the women of the households…” She caught her breath and continued…”Tickling was used as punishment when the female servants made mistakes….Or sometimes the woman of the household just wanted to tickle the maids for ….uh…” The librarian voice lowered… “Well, for… fun…You know what I mean!” The 50 year old was blushing a bit at that comment!
“OMG!” Blurted Martha! She looked at the others surrounding the preschool teacher. Everyone’s eyes were lit up! “You need to tell us everything!”
Darcy spoke up! “Yeah! Especially about the ‘fun’—We know you meant the woman had some kind of sensual fun!”
“Oh dear…”. Murmured the librarian. In her excitement over bringing Ashley into their fold, she had become over eager to spill her own secrets about the research she’d done with the older books in the Historical Society library!
Jane smiled nicely at Virginia. “Just tell us all about it, Ginny! We’re all friends here….”
“OMG!” Wailed Ashley! She KNEW this was going to happen! Things like this had been happening all year—Ever since she had met the group of tickling PTA moms! The teacher added, “I know what you’re up to, you know!”
“Now dear…”. Martha smiled. Let’s let Virginia finish her VERY informative educational talk!”
The group of women all chimed in with similar comments, urging their well-read friend to continue!
Her confidence bolstered by her friends, the librarian said….”Yes…Well…The women seemed to really enjoy tickling and adding sex! Their men were away a lot during the wars or to explore the land…They were left to …themselves and each other…..To find ways to take care of their…needs….” She left that comment open…but EVERYONE knew the ending!
“You have to tell us more details!” Requested Jane.
“YES!” Smiled Jackie. “You read all about it…You have the knowledge!” And you haven’t done any tickling for Ms Ashley….”
“Yes, your knowledge!” Offered Dottie. “You haven’t tickled Ms Ashley yet at all” Dottie added. “Take a turn —-1880s style! SHOW us what you know….and how they did it!”
The mob of 50 year olds chanted her name, and the librarian calmed herself, at least long enough to come up with a plan!
“We’ll need the 1880s gloves that Dottie made for us from the patterns I found earlier this year!” Virginia was calm and back into librarian mode again!
Ashley just watched as the eight ticklers slipped on the reproduction gloves sewn by Dottie for the volunteers. They were long enough to go up to mid forearm, and were made from the softest lambskin available…And just like the 1880s style, each glove was adorned with a row of pearls from the cuff up to the end of the sleeve at mid forearm!
Virginia leaned toward the new volunteer’s torso, placed her lambskin covered fingertips high on her sides, and said, “Sorry dear…This is going to be very tickly….”
Those fingers, covered in the soft fabric, traced lightly from near the armpits to the preschool teacher’s flanks!
“WAAAAAAA—-WHOOOOOOO!!!” Bleated Ashley! Her eyes widened like dinner plates…Her entire form made an effort to leave the grip of her newest friends! The squirming looked incredible! The preschool teacher’s head bucked up and down in a reflexive move that saved no purpose…She was held down tightly by the members of the Society!
Ashley had a frantic look on her face…More distressed than Virginia had ever seen on a young woman’s face before! And the teacher’s eyes!
The pinned woman immediately went into a babbling new language of tickle-gibberish—Just a mush of words streaming from her lips in response to that tickling touch to her entire sides! Ashley had no idea that she would experience a form of tickle ‘hell’ right from the start of the novice tickler’s glove covered hands.
After the first pass with the gloves, Ginny repeated it another time and then swirled the soft digits all over the young woman’s torso and tummy!
Ashley howled as though an electric current had become attached to her body! She shook and screamed as Ginny just kept moving those gloves up and down her nearly naked form!
Dottie looked at her sisters around the retrained school teacher…They seemed frozen, as though now with the gloves on they had forgotten what to do! The seamstress turned her attention to the younger woman’s curvaceous form, her eyes wide and glowing…
The older woman said. “I don’t know about the REST of you—But I’m gonna get in on this action!”
With the comment, Dottie began running her hands all over Ashley’s body as well! The another woman joined her…Then another !
All the main women from the Society ended up with their gloved hands on the teacher’s body…18 hands in all! All sliding and slathering their way all over her arms, sides, torso, tummy and legs…And the feet! The foot ticklers enjoyed GREAT success with their gloved fingers, teasing the pads and between the toes, massaging into the flesh of her feet, separating her toes to get to the tender between toe spaces!
Ashley screamed again in agony as the finger and hands were all over her, the smooth soft fabric creating that sensation between ticklishness and ….something else!
Ginny was gently pushed out of the way, so she had to share the teacher’s body with others! The foot ticklers did a number on Ashley’s poor feet, but then…..They began nibbling the teacher’s feet once more!
The 38 year old could feel teeth nibbling, nipping (so gently) and gnawing on the sides of each foot ..then the ball of each appendage!
Once more, after enough regular stimulation…The foot specialists tried an old tactic!
Rose and Sarah began taking Ashley’s big toes in their mouths, then group of two or three of the smaller toes in their mouths! There was also a fair amount of tongue wiggling on and between those so sensitive toes!
Ashley’s laughter again changed quality and tone! Her voice became lower, and her laughter was more of a deep cackling tone!
One of the leg ticklers blurted out “Look at THAT!”
Ashley’s yellow lace underwear was becoming damp, only this time the spot was darker and larger!
“Oh MY!” Jane stated. “Look at her chest!”
Everyone in the room focused on the 38 year old’s breathing…The teacher’s chest was heaving with the excitement of being tickled for so long! But there was another bit of excitement to notice…
Ashley’ knew her nipples were becoming erect! The tickling was still winning the battle though…Until….
The leg ticklers began on the inside of the teacher’s thighs…The women near the hips tickled the hip pockets area…Then…
Jackie and Darcy both looked at the teacher’s exposed chest!
”Virginia…” Darcy smiled…”Was there something else in the novel you wanted to show us?”
“We KNOW there was…”Jackie grinned. Wasn’t there? I mean, their men were away—-A LOT!”
Jen added…”We know those 1880’s gals MUST have had their own fun…Are we right?”
Virginia looked dazed. “Ah..Um…There was….” She said in quiet, neutral tone of voice.
“Yes….” Martha murmured. “There are some places you haven’ yet…touched….”
Rose said, “Show us…Please.…” Murmured the housewife! That woman’s eyes were gleaming. In fact, as Ashley looked around, ALL of the women’s eyes were gleaming!
Virginia succumbed to their requests….The prim and proper librarian slid her gloved hands up and cupped Ashley’s youthful breasts…Just barely supporting them….
“They used their gloves…..everywhere….” The librarian swallowed audibly. Her hands now held those sweet mounds, and her fingers began fondling….squeezing gently…
“Oh..My…..God…..” Both the librarian AND the preschool teacher murmured together.
Virginia began kneading those sweet plush mounds of delight, the thin fabric sliding easily over the preschool teacher’s soft skin!
Ashley moaned lightly….her breathing faster…and deeper!
The entire group of women used their gloved hands and finger and began caressing and probing every bit of the teacher’s flesh!
OMG! Ashley’s mind was careening out of control! All those gloved hands and fingers on her flesh…covering every hot spot with steady caresses and massages!
Then the librarian used her gloved thumbs to brush the strawberry colored erect tips adorning each beautiful mound!
The school teacher’s eyes shot open wide, and her head tilted forward so she could SEE exactly WHAT she FELT those thumbs doing! She saw Virginia’s fingers squeezing her breasts, and the seamstress’s thumbs flicking slowly back and forth on her own erect nipples!
Then the seamstress used her thumbs and began increasing the rate of flicking…then swirling around those tips….and back to flicking again!
This time the movements of her thumbs were light, skimming just the ends of each nipple…but then swirling around each base! The sensations were building…and building…It definitely tickled! The nipple teasing was definitely tickling!!! But at the same time, it felt very, very GOOOD! Before she could mentally process the touches, Ashley’s ticklish part of her brain and body responded!
Ashley blurted out “WHAAAAAA—-WHAAAAA..HAHA!!!”
If the teacher could have moved to escape the sensations, she WOULD have…But the women on her limbs held her down! The sweet and proper librarian just …kept….GOING! Virginia’s eyes were also changing…From a look of delighted wonderment to….a glistening look of recognition! The librarian became fully aware of the power of her talented gloved fingers as she teased at the teachers’s strawberry colored tips!
Ashley the ticklish teacher began a screeching laughter that quickly mixed with sounds of pure delight! Her entire body shook and trembled as the librarian flicked and then skimmed her fabric covered fingers over her so very sensitive nipples!
The rest of the ticklers kept their gloved hand and fingers sliding, but all seemed to slow a bit so they could enjoy this new interaction between the prim and proper librarian and her newfound tickle toy!
Jane murmured….”Nice, Virginia…” She smiled. “It’s good that you’re starting to really enjoy yourself…And Ashley, too…”
Yes it was obvious to everyone now that the nipple tickling was becoming less of a laughing matter and more of a ‘loving’ matter…
In that the preschool teacher’s voice of initial protest was becoming a gurgling cackle of that familiar mix of ‘ticklish delight’…!
Virginia’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she continued to play with her new friend’s wonderfully sensitive breasts! She seemed intent on making the nipples before her longer and a deeper pink with every little touch and caress…
“From now on….Call me ‘Ginny….” The librarian growled salaciously…
NO woman’s voice ever heard was more sensual, more erotic, more focused…Than the six words just uttered by the usually quiet, composed, and innocent acting librarian!
But for Virginia..Now ‘Ginny’…something had changed. Seeing the younger Ashley brought into the group…Seeing the other women guide the preschool teacher into this unexpected state of undress and now into a full on sensual tickle attack—It awakened her senses! And the group had looked to her (the innocent librarian) to provide them with the knowledge of a group of 1880’s women left to themselves…For their own care and entertainment! With her knowledge of research and access to other libraries, she HAD discovered the diary of a similar woman from that era…and now Ginny had the opportunity to shine…to show the other volunteers what she knew from the book…AND from her own female intuition.
Ginny kept on with her gloved hands, caressing in variable pressures along the new volunteer’s high sides, the front of her ribs below her breasts, and finally returning to those mounds again! Each circuit her hands and fingers made ended with the librarian teasing and tickling Ashley’s pink tips! Each circuit also brought the most delightful giggles from the preschool teacher’s lips…Then deeper laughter…then moaning when more attention was given to her obviously ticklish nipples!
The preschool teacher was melting into a mass of quivering, ticklish flesh…But her wide eyes were losing focus…The sensations were coming from EVERYWHERE! The gloved hands all over her body…the women tickle worshipping her feet and toes (My GOD they were causing such electricity to course through her loins)….And now the incessant breast and nipple tickling / teasing from the now wild eyed librarian!
Ginny was determined to keep going, and was encouraged by her cohorts in the Historical Society!
“OMG! Ginny—You’re REALLY getting to her now!” Was the voice from Darcy!
“She’s starting to LOVE it!” Jane smiled. “But you may want to change things up before her body and mind get used to it!”
“Yeah….” Murmured the librarian…I think its about time to take off these gloves….”
“Yeah! Yeah!” Came a multitude of voices in agreement!
“But first….” Ginny grinned..”There’s something I want to try!”
The librarian let go of Ashley’s breasts and nipples with her gloved fingers….The gloves all had a row of pearls sewn into the side of the glove… From the edge of the wrist nearest the small finger to the edge of the glove where it ended near the elbow!
The librarian lowered her gloved arms and moved them gently sideways….Letting the pearls slide against the erect pink nipples….
Ashley squealed in ticklish horniness! Then began babbling
“OMG! OMG! OMG!”
The librarian skimmed across and beside the woman’s nipples for several passes, being careful that the pearls were gentle and teasing and not harsh at all!
“I guess she likes that, too!” Ginny smiled at the obvious response!
“What do you say, dear?” The quest was directed at the preschool teacher!
Ashly could only gurgle in response…”UHhhhhh…Uh GUH…UH GUUH!” The preschool teacher was breathing heavily now, drool dribbling out of the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were glazed over!
Sarah let up on her foot for a second.
“She DEFINTELY loves this….I’ve seen her like this before!” The HS teacher confessed. “She’s so excited she can’t think straight and she can’t speak properly!” Sarah’s eyes were wide with glee!
“What???” Asked many voices in the group! “WHEN? HOW?”
Sarah smiled…. “Oh…PTA moms…Student teachers…No one can keep secrets forever!” But the teacher then added, “But I attended a fundraiser at the fancy spa in town…and Ashley was MORE than happy to let everyone demonstrate their tickling skills on her body….”
“What else?” Ginny asked.
“Then they moved to tickling her ….EVERYWHERE…..” The HS teacher nodded her head toward the small yellow triangle of fabric covering Ashley’s princess parts.
There was a very dark circle…a stain…obvious on the center of the fabric triangle!
Sarah said, “That’s when she really, REALLY loved it!”
“We HAVE to slip that lingerie off!” Blurted Ginny!
Her comment was taken as a command and the Historical Society volunteers worked quickly to remove that tiny bit of fabric…Then they regained control of the preschool teacher’s lower body. All the society women then began removing their gloves in preparation for the next phase.
“So Ginny….What are you thinking next?” Asked Jen.
“The pioneer women used body lotion of some sort…” Replied the librarian. “From animal fats and whale oil…”
“Yeah?” Rose said….She reached into her handbag and held up a medium bottle. “We have some edible massage oil available—A FLAVORED kind!”
The group asked where the housewife obtained edible body oil?
“The spa fundraiser…” Rose grinned. “I went to that event as well! These products were on sale!”
“Perfect…” Ginny smiled. “Let’s use that for sure!”
Rose unsnapped the cap and drizzled oil all over the teacher’s stretched out form!
Ginny smiled. “Many hands make short work!”
The group of women quickly had the oil spread all over Ashley youthful body! Ginny stayed up at the new volunteer’s chest. Rose dribbled some oil on the teacher’s mounds.
“Don’t bother her nipples…” Growled the librarian. “I’ll take care of those..”
Ashley gave a little yelp of surprise as 16 hands began caressing the oil onto every bit of her torso, tummy and hips. The other two belonged to Ginny, and she was focused only on the preschool teacher’s lovely breasts! The librarian began fondling and kneading those sensitive globes with great delight…her hands and fingers working the oil into the heavenly flesh! Then came the strawberry colored tips!
Ginny diligently flicked and brushed Ashley’s nipples with her oily thumbs and fingers! The preschool teacher began a deeper, cackling giggle as her sensitivity got the better of her! Soon she fell into a fun pattern of giggles and moans as her whole body was being teased by oily hands and fingers…But now the ticklishness was concentrated on her already sensual breasts! The more Ginny played, the more ticklish and horny the teacher became…
Ashley gurgled…”Oh…My….Gaaawwd…” Her eyes were wide and sparkling in that combination of ticklish delight and ticklish terror!
Electricity from every finger, every hand on her torso was now sparking through her body….The women were not poking and prodding for tickles—Now it was a slow steady caressing tickle from top to bottom…over her torso and hips…her legs…her feet…her underarms…
“JESUS!” The school teacher thought! The relentless sensations on her ticklish body were intense enough, but Ginny and her new-found talents were even greater! The once stoic librarian was now fully engaged in the sensual tickling of her new friend…And her enthusiasm was evident as she continued to tease and sensually torment the preschool teacher’s breasts and nipples! The librarian was simply overwhelming the new volunteer with tickling and teasing sensations! It was obvious from Ashley’s moaning that she was becoming more aroused by the second!
Then Ginny asked one of the holders to look in her librarian’s desk for a long narrow box. It was quickly brought out and opened near the librarian. The box contained three long strands of pearls.
“These aren’t from the 1800’s….” Ginny smiled. “But do you think Ms Ashley will care if she’s teased to bits by a true vintage antique accessory or something from a recent estate sale?”
The rest of the women volunteers in the historical group gasped! Their quiet little librarian was turning into a very sensual (and hot) member of the tickling group! Virginia (Now Ginny) was no longer hesitant about using any ideas that came into her mind!
Ginny took one strand of the pearls and doused it with coconut oil…Then added more lubricant to Ashley’s sweet mounds!
The teacher could only lay there and watch the string of pearls as the librarian just let the jewelry rest on her boobs….Then came the fun of sliding the long strand all over her breasts….
“Feel good?” Asked the 50 year old teaser.
Ashley gurgled “Uh Huh…Uh HUH….”
The librarian then asked ‘How about now?” But punctuated her question by sliding the pearls along the sides of Ashley’s erect, oily nipples!
The teacher nearly left her skin…It teased and tickled SOOOO much!
“EEYowwww!” Gurgled Ashley! Her chest began heaving with excitement!
Ginny grinned …”I think she likes it!”
The older member of the Historical Society then tightened the strand of pearls like a tightrope…only this tightened rope was slippery enough to be used to flick at those distended, engorged strawberry tips!
Her new volunteer friend howled at the new sensation! Her body obviously LOVED it by her whimpering moans and groans of delight…But her body still reacted by trying to squirm and shudder away!
The librarian moved the taut strand over the very end of each nipple for a few passes before settling down at the side of each tip again. It was a joy for Ginny to see and hear the preschool teacher squirm and wail and moan at her methods…
Then the women caressing her thighs blurted out an update!
“OMG!” Stated Dottie! “You’ve got her pouring out fluid!”
Martha paused on the other thigh. “What should we do about that?”
Ginny looked down at the preschool teacher’s bare and now obviously leaking princess slit!
“I’ll take care of it…” She growled. “You girls at the sides can take my spot on her chest…I need to check out the situation down here…”
The librarian slid into the open space between Ashley’s legs…
“Oh my….” Ginny said.
“What—” Babbled Ashley! “What IS it?”
The librarian smiled as she said “You need some oil down here…”
She poured an ample amount of the coconut oil onto the teacher’s princess parts…the wide outer lips of the vulva and then the pink princess slit as well! Then Ginny massaged the oil into the soft private flesh with the palm of her hand!
Ashley was so worked up! The librarian’s hand created direct sensations from contact with her girl parts..But also the movements of those outer lips caused movement on the inside of the slit itself! The teacher felt herself becoming even more ticklishly aroused by the bit of internal friction as her moist private areas slid against each other…..
Ginny could see from her new friend’s widened eyes how the sensations were too much for her….So now was the time to add some more…
The librarian took the third stand of pearls and draped it on the warm, slippery, outer princess parts. Then she simply dragged the necklace back and forth over that sensitive area….the pearls caressing the soft, oiled flesh! Ashley shuddered and gurgled as before! Her little moans were so fun to hear…
Then Ginny let the strand fall into the very center of princess land….the beads rested on the edges of the pink inner slit…and then she simply pulled the strand toward the fair and beautiful Ashley’s head! That northward direction allowed the pearls to tease the edges of the slit, and even brush lightly over and beside the teacher’s very swollen love button….
Ashley groaned with anguish as the new sensations flooded her loins! The seemingly endless string of pearls dragging lightly through that spot sent the teacher into low earth orbit!
Ashley gurgled and spluttered in delighted ticklishness as her mind began to fray! OMG! What would this 50 year old woman think to do NEXT? That was the thought running through the teacher’s mind as—-
Too LATE!
Ginny had started a new method of sensual teasing—-Holding the string of pearls taut in her two hands, the librarian ran that strand right along the already panting teacher’s love button!!!!!
That bud of pink flesh was only a few square millimeters in area, but packed so highly with nerve endings! Ashley felt every bump of the individual pearls as they were drawn along the side of her clit!
But the librarian was full of new ideas..she added a loop so that she could tease BOTH sides of the throbbing button at once!
New noises came from Ashley’s lips…..Then even MORE as the Historical Society member flicked the two strands CROSSWAYS to tease that now streaming little nubbin!
Ashley groaned and moaned loudly at the newest teasing torments.
Her voice was now just a constant gurgle of breathless responses…Any thoughts of a full sentence were long gone from her mind as she just let the emotions and words burble from her very core!
“Uhh Guuh! HHHHHuuuuuuuHHHHH….” Gaggled the overstimulated young woman!
Despite being held securely…The teacher did begin a small bit of bucking from her pelvis…But the woman at her sides just reacted to Ashley’s hips rising as an invitation! The two didn’t hesitate to press into the flesh of those rising hips to give Ashley some fun tickles in her hip pockets (the area right below her hip bones)!
The preschool teacher squealed and shrieked at this new tactic! Her slit teased sensually until she couldn’t hold still…Then her reflexive hip movements for relief were ‘punished’ or rewarded (?) by tickles!!!!
By now it was too difficult to know how to describe the reactions!
Poor Ashley didn’t know what to do…Laugh or moan…Cry out in anguish or beg for more…. OMG! The tickling and teasing had her SO SO excited…She definitely wanted MORE…More tickling…MORE teasing…Her brain AND body wanted it…NEEDED it!!! But at what cost to her overworked sanity?
“Oh my Gaaaaaawd….” Moaned the teacher once again.
Ginny smiled. “I think she’s ready for some mouth tickles….”
The librarian then showed the group how to curl your tongue over your teeth to prevent sharp edges against the subject’s skin…and to then press onto the sensitive area with your open mouth…then nibble the flesh…even biting lightly as no harm could come to the person’s skin if performed correctly!
Now Ashley felt eight sets of hungry lips come after her over stimulated and still sensitive body! The little noises of ‘Nyom nyom, nyom!” Filled the air along with new little shrieks of surprise and delight!
There were also some wet noises as some were using their lips to kiss and nuzzle the flesh…and some were using their tongues on her skin!
The preschool teacher’s internal temperature was on FIRE as the combination of teasing and tickling just continued! It seemed this group of 50 year old women were like a set of hungry demons devouring her very soul….
Then Ashley felt a new sensation on her chest! The once ‘tickling only’ lips and tongues were now dabbing at her mounds with more purpose!
Jane was on one side and Jackie on the other….Each urging the other onward to greater thrills!
“I’ve been dying to taste these all day!” Smiled Jane.
She does taste good…”. Gurgled Jackie.
Then Ashley felt the flicking tongue tips all over her mounds of breast flesh…Then swirling around her erect nipples…Then kissing and nuzzling…Licking and tasting her strawberry tips!
The school teacher let her head loll back as her eyes began really glazing over!
As if those sensations weren’t enough…Ashley felt someone’s lips down below…Barely touching her princess parts! Kisses and little flicks of a tongue….Her arousal began screaming skyward! It HAD to be the librarian!!!!
“OMG!!! Ginny!” Shrieked Ashley! “WH- Ohhh…..” She began in protest….But quickly switched to affirmations “Oooooh! That feels so good!”
She heard the librarian murmur with delight as her tongue was indeed tasting the preschool teacher’s womanly parts…Moving all around and sometimes circling her swollen love button! And yes…even little flicks on her white hot button of pure delight!
The motions were incessant…But so teasing! The warm tongue would stay on her mound and puffy outer lips for a bit before inching toward the heated, throbbing bump that was ULTRA sensitive from all the previous tickling and teasing foreplay!
Then she heard a voice..It was Ginny!!! Now the librarian couldn’t be speaking with her OWN lips occupied…But she WAS talking to someone ELSE! Ashley heard the librarian giving another woman instructions about how to kiss and nuzzle and please their new volunteer…Or now their new plaything….!
“That’s the way…”. The librarian murmured her praise. “She’s liking it now….Keep going…Just little flicks with your tongue…Now a bit firmer…”
At the suggestion of ‘firmer’, whoever was using their tongue applied DEFINITELY more pressure near her swollen button!
The teacher could only gasp and groan in delighted anguish! Delight for the ‘obvious reasons’ but anguish from being tickled so throughly and now teased so exquisitely! Ashley was feeling the heat of truth building in her loins—The TRUTH being this group of 50 year old women were well on their way to bringing her to a full, body shaking orgasm!!!
Ashley had been caught up in the enjoyment of the women kissing and nuzzling her chest, the women still slowly and sensually tickling her, and the librarian’s actions! The teacher realized she had lost track of those surrounding her! With all the mouths, hands, and fingers caressing and tickling her oiled body, she never noticed when and how some had slipped away from her line of vision and switched positions! There were more voices down there, but she couldn’t tell exactly who was near her pelvis—She couldn’t see while being held so securely! Ashley tried to raise her head and tilt it forward long enough to identify her teasers, but with her energy expended responding to the tickling and teasing, it was going to take several attempts to accomplish the task!
But try she did! Ashley realized that the heads and faces that she could see down near her legs…Hovering near her pelvis…..Were some of the women who had originally been holding her limbs! Also, the faces on her breasts and sides had changed! The incessant sensations kept going…Sensual tickling and teasing! Now it was not JUST the original group of 8 ticklers, but ALL of the the women in the room had formed a slowly moving circuit moving along her body! Every couple minutes, the women would shift to another area of Ashley’s form—Relocating…Reassigning…And revisiting her sensitive flesh!
From the different touches and sensations she was feeling on her delicate princess parts, Ashley also realized that the circle of women were also taking individual turns on her most private areas as well! Ginny was kept busy adding more of the edible oil all over her new friend’s body, especially the southern areas where the tongues were wiggling and waggling with the most enthusiasm! The librarian was also a great guide for the variety of 50 year olds as they made their rounds on the preschool teacher’s body! Ginny would give them verbal instructions if they seemed hesitant to explore all by themselves…And then the usual compliments as their soft and steady tongue action made the new volunteer gasp or groan in delight!
Ashley became a gasping and moaning mess! She was obviously sweating as shown by the sheen on her forehead and neck…Her mouth open, drooling…Her eyes wide and fixed straight ahead…Her chest rising and falling with excitement and helplessness!
Ginny then slid back to the ‘V’ between the woman’s legs! She traced her tongue over Ashley’s princess parts, dabbling closer and closer to the now aching love button!
The preschool teacher could sense two or three others tasting her private flesh down there..She could only guess at the number, and that thought was so…HOT! She quickly became VERY overheated with excitement!
As she began moaning with more earnest…She heard a familiar voice…
“I’m back, dear….” It was Ginny…Resuming or continuing her flicking and tasting the teacher’s sweet pink button!
Then Ginny murmured to her Historical Society friends…
“Someone do her feet….” Said the librarian. Sarah and Rose took over their favorite areas once more! They began nibbling and gnawing at the teacher’s toes, the sides of her feet…and then the ball of each foot!
That sensual foot attention made Ashley grunt and gurgle, and again her head began listing from side to side…..
“Ahhhhh…Hahohohoao def huh huh guhhh..” Were some noises coming from the teacher’s lips!
Sarah looked up from the foot she was devouring…
“Someone play with her hips….” And then the HS teacher went back to her diligent toe and foot nibbling….
Darcy and Jen were on either side of the teacher once more…and they touched Ashley low on her tummy… at the start of her V-lines or hip hollows! Pressing on the oiled flesh once more and sliding upwards made the teacher REALLY want to squirm and break the contact with those fingertips!
The teacher squealed and shuddered her pelvis in a vain attempt to diminish the tickling/teasing sensation that was being applied so sensually into her loins via the flesh on and around her hip bones!
Then the two women at her chest performed a fun filled maneuver….
With fingers lightly scribbling the sides and under boob on each breast, Jan and Jackie lapped at the tips of each mound with delicate strokes of their tongues! They were like two kittens tasting bowls of milk for the first time…Only their treats were two engorged tips of oiled, strawberry colored flesh! And the oil made it so easy for the two experienced volunteers to taste lightly at first, but increase the pressure of their hungry little tongues to match the excitement of the new volunteer!
The entire combination of teasing and tickling was coursing into and through the preschool teachers body! The feelings of an impending orgasm were close—-SO CLOSE! It would take one more touch of a tongue in just the right spot at just the right pressure——BUT it wasn’t HAPPENING!
THREE tongues were tasting her down there, exploring her prettiest princess parts..All very close to the prize! But only Ginny had the very best contact with the love button! And her tongue just wasn’t…quite…doing it……!
The newest member of the Historical Society was SEETHING under the librarian’s newly discovered talented tongue!
Ashley felt that she was going out of her mind with desire AND need!
‘Ginny—OMG!” The preschool teacher whined. “You gotta—-OH JESUS!” The heavy panting became…HEAVIER!
“What, dear…?” The librarian asked…So nicely…SO innocently….Her eyes gleaming as she dabbed her tongue very close to that sensitive tip of ‘heaven on earth’…..
“I W-WANT TO—-“ The teacher stammered. She raised her head and face up and forward, barely making eye contact……And her head fell back down! “OOOOHHHHH-I NEED TO—!” Panted Ashley…She raised her head and made eye contact with Ginny once more!
The smile on the librarian’s lips was one of recognition….She KNEW how much the preschool teacher truly wanted her ‘historical’ ending….
“I need one little favor…” Murmured Ginny. Her tongue crept closer to Ashley’s little bit of ‘heaven’….
“OKAY! YESSSS!” The teacher blurted. “Whatever you want!”
“Mmmm…” Ginny grinned. “You invite one of your friends to our next Society Meeting!”
“OKAY! OKAY! OKAY!!” Panted Ashley! “WHO?”
Ginny paused, as if trying to remember the name….But really just toying with the teacher’s feverish state….
“PLEEEEEEEAAASE!” Hissed the hyper stimulated volunteer!
“Young Maddie!” Said the librarian. “I heard she has great potential as a volunteer!”
“YEAH! ALRIGHT!” Ashley blathered. “ I’ll do it! I’ll DO it! I’ll DO IT! I—I —“
To help her finish her sentence, Ginny changed from flicking lightly to a bit more firmly all over and around the preschool teacher’s love button!
It was just the right pressure……
“YYYIIIII——EEEEEEE! Screamed Ashley! And then came another…and another! The pent up feelings of deep desire brought to the surface by the entire group of Historical Society women created wave upon wave of massive overload!
Electricity seared through the teacher’s body like lightning bolts…She shrieked and hollered in a series of fulfilling orgasms as the energy first went into her body and came out in the form of screams, moans and head thrashing delights!!!! They lasted for some number of minutes…
As the teacher’s whole body spasmed and tried to contort…The women held her still throughout the massive rippling waves! By reading her cues, her tickler/teasers knew when she was finished… When slowing their caressing was the perfectly right thing to do!
The teacher’s body stopped convulsing with the highest of pleasures and slowly returned to a normal state…But she still felt the warm internal buzz of her afterglow for minutes…While her Historical Society friends comforted her and thanked her for joining…And for helping to start a new ‘initiation rite’ into the group!
Ashley was released and she rolled over onto her side. She just kept moaning and panting for a bit! She was given water and a blanket for cover until she felt like slipping her cloths back on…
All the women smiled and thanked her for stopping by and joining the Historical Society!
As Ashley regained her composure, SHE thanked the women for their care and compassion…and for one of the most intense tickling, edging and orgasm episodes of her life!
Ginny…Now back to her ‘Virginia’ personality…was folding the gloves to put them away! Then she held up the pearls…
The librarian said, “I’ll bet someone will have THESE on her Christmas List!”
Both she and the teacher laughed about that comment! But Ashley did agree that a pearl necklace could be on the horizon!
Then the new volunteer asked, “So why do you want me to convince Maddie to join the Historical Society?”
“Oh, because she is even younger than you, Ashley!” Virginia stated.
“And, young Maddie does have great potential….” Smiled Sarah. “She’s smart like you! And extremely ticklish, from what I hear from the school staff!” Then the HS teacher smiled and finished her thoughts. “I’m guessing…again like you….Maddie becomes VERY excited when tickled!”
Sarah and Virginia looked at Ashley for an answer!
“Uhhh…Yes…” The preschool teacher murmured. “I know she does!”
“Well then….” Smiled the experienced volunteers. “She’ll be a perfect fit for our group!”
The End
