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Here is a new commission. I have done one or two stories in the past that involve Jenni having some play with a couple. But once details were decided on, I had a lot of fun with this one. Enjoy!
With these kinds of jobs, Jenni always liked to meet the person first. Suzy had found Jenni through her Fetlife account and requested the clown’s help for what she vaguely described as a “Conditioning” job. Typically that meant that the subject was to be tickled until they agreed to something. But Suzy’s messages were kind of light on details. Still, Jenni made good money utilizing her skills, so she was more than willing to at least sit with the young lady. Jenni was on her second Mojito as she sat in one of the corner tables at The Peekaboo Club. Ever since becoming part owner, she spent a few nights a week there. It was as good a place to meet as any.
There hadn’t been many pics on Suzy’s Fetlife profile, so Jenni wasn’t sure what to expect. The only pics had been of what was presumably the girl’s gigantic bosom. The clown had done some research though. It at least appeared that Suzy had gone through a recent breakup. But with boobs like that, Jenni had to question what guy in his right mind would lea-
“Jenni the Clown?” Jenni looked up to see Suzy for the first time. The first thing Jenni noticed, other than her obviously massive boobs that were compressed into a slightly faded Def Leppard tee shirt… was her hair. It was pink. The same shade as cotton candy at a carnival.
“Well, Jenni at least.” Jenni politely drew Suzy’s attention to the fact that she wasn’t in her iconic clown make-up. Jenni wore her brown hair down and looked as though she might be waiting for a date. Suzy sat her Coors Light bottle down and sat across from Jenni. “Can I start with a request?” Jenni asked. “It might sound a little weird but humor me?”
“Um… okay, sure.” Suzy nodded.
“Can I call you Pinky?”
“Why?”
“Cause with your hair and everything, you look just like Pinky Powers.”
“Is that one of the dancers here or…?”
“No. Booby model online.”
“I guess that’s fine. I’ve been called worse.” Suzy laughed.
“So what can I do for you, Pinky?”
“I was hoping I could recruit you.” Suzy replied. “My boyfriend, Al- Sorry… EX-boyfriend, Alan. He broke up with me last week.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, Hon.” Jenni could sympathize. Every woman of a certain age knows what it is like to have their heart broken. “What do you need me for?”
“He and I go back. Like… we went to grade school together. I’ve been friends with him… oh gosh, for most of my life.” Suzy explained, periodically sipping her beer. “I want him back and I think that he secretly wishes he could undo what he did and… I know that when he was little… he was super ticklish.”
“Really?” Jenni raised a sinister eyebrow.
“Neither my parents or his had much money so we were often babysat together. Our babysitter’s name was Belinda and she used to tickle him all the time. Every so often, I would help. That’s when he would really lose it. When we were both getting him, I mean.”
“When was the last time you tickled him?”
“That’s the thing! I really haven’t since then. As we got older, we kinda stopped with the more childish activities. I don’t even know if he is still ticklish.” Suzy threw her hands up in frustration.
“Oh, trust me. He still is.” Jenni told her confidently.
“Well, if he is… I still remember the things that Belinda and I used to do to him. The games we played with him. The ways we made him scream for mercy.” Suzy’s eye were full of excitement. “I want you to help me tickle him and make him see how happy he is when we do. I’m sure that will make him change his mind.”
“Happy to help.” Jenni chirped and leaned in. The busty women chuckled evilly as they planned what they would do…
When Alan pulled up to his house, he didn’t think a second thought about the car parked across the street from his door. But what did get his attention were that the lights in his bedroom and living room were on. He knew that he hadn’t left them on when he left. He scoffed as he remembered that Suzy still had a key to his house as she hadn’t yet moved all of her things out. He understood that she was probably inside. He huffed, mentally preparing himself for what he was sure wouldn’t be a happy conversation.
Little did he know…
“Hey, are you in here?” Alan asked as he walked into the living room.
“I’m in here!” He heard her call from up in his bedroom. He set his keys down and locked the front door behind him. And then, with another sigh, he made his way up into the bedroom.
Nothing could have prepared him for it. When he walked into the bedroom, she was laying on his bed. She was wearing nothing but a sky blue, lace Babydoll. Her enormous breasts were held tightly together and her smirk was nothing if not inviting.
“I…” He stammered, stunned by her appearance.
“It’s okay, Honey.” Suzy said. I just figured that if your mind was made up, we could at least have one more roll in the sheets. Whaddaya say?” She got up and walked up to him, taking off his shirt. His eagerness got the better of him as he quickly threw down his pants and underwear.
His socks were the only thing on him when the wet rag was placed over his mouth from behind…
Alan was amazed that there was no headache involved once he awoke. He realized that he was tied down to his bed with straps around his ankles and wrists that went underneath the bed. He was in an X position that wouldn’t have been possible if his bed was not a California King. He looked around but didn’t see anyone. Panic set in as he realized the chance that Suzy had just abandoned him.
“Suzy!” He hollered.
“It’s okay, I’m right here.” She walked into the room, still dressed in the blue lingerie.
“Look, I didn’t know you were so kinky but I’m not into this. Untie me right now.” He ordered.
“I can’t do that.” His ex told him. “Not until you give me one last chance to try and make you see things my way. I love you, Alan. So much so that I’m going to give you something that most men only dream of.”
Alan was about to ask her to clarify when Jenni entered the room. Alan’s jaw would have hit the floor if he wasn’t in a laying down position. Even with her clown make-up on, he could tell just how beautiful she was. Her hair was in pigtails and she wore the same Babydoll that Suzy did. Only Jenni’s was purple.
“Is this the guy, Pinky?” Jenni asked.
“Sure is.” Suzy replied.
“Pinky?” Alan asked, confused.
“Don’t worry about it.” Jenni told him. Alan’s head started spinning as it dawned on him. Suzy was going to give him a three-way experience with this other gorgeous woman who, face-paint or not, was just as buxom as she was. If not a little more. “I’ve heard about you, ya know.” The clown said to him in a seductive voice as she folded her arms under her chest, accentuating it even more.
“Is that so?” Alan was letting his excitement get the best of him. His penis was already starting to bob to life as both women moved towards the bed. Suzy sat on the bed to his left. Jenni to his right.
“Oh yeah. Pinky here told me all about you. We had quite the long conversation. She told me you like big breasts.” Jenni leaned in and rubbed her clothed bosom gently across his face. When she pulled back, she looked down to see that he was at full erection. “Looks like she was telling the truth. You know what that means?”
“Wh-what?” Alan was so turned on that he was having trouble speaking.
“That I can… that I have to… believe that everything else she told me was true as well.”
“Alan and I both know that lying isn’t something I do.” Suzy said.
“Is that true, Alan?” Jenni asked the bound young man. “Does Pinky always tell the truth?”
“She’s never lied to me.” Alan assured her.
“So she doesn’t lie?”
“No. Never.”
“That’s good to know. Because the other big secret that she told me about you…” The clown brought her hand to the side of her face as if about to tell a big secret. “…is how ticklish you are.” Both women laughed mischievously.
Alan’s heart sank into his chest. He had walked right into Jenni’s trap. And he immediately understood how vulnerable and exposed he was. And there was nothing about the smiles on the two girls’ faces that helped with his anxiety.
“But I… I’m not.” Alan didn’t sound convincing in the slightest. He thought back to when he was a kid. When Suzy and Belinda would tickle him till he was half out of his mind. But that was so long ago. There was a chance, right?
“But you said she doesn’t lie…” Jenni accused in a singsong voice, wagging a finger at him.
“She doesn’t. It’s just… How would she know? It’s been years.” Alan tried to argue.
“Silly boy.” Jenni snickered. “You don’t lose it. It doesn’t work that way.”
“Well, I remember when you WERE ticklish.” Suzy re-entered the conversation with a friendly smile. “I remember when you would laugh your fool head off. Especially when Belinda would hold you down and I went after your-”
“That was years ago!” Alan interrupted indignantly.
“Exactly!” Jenni cheered. “So let’s party like it’s 2009. You were still a kid back then! Here I come.” Her reference to an age when he would have been babysat had somewhat of a psychological effect on Alan. Jenni lowered a finger and poked him. It was more of a tap than a poke. Just enough pressure to have reliably given him a tickle if it was in the right spot. The first poke was the center of his chest. Then, she waited a second or two and gave him another. This one was against his left bicep. But the third, which briefly pressed into his lower rib, made him twitch a little.
“Now we know where to start.” Jenni said with a warm smile. She and Suzy started to lightly tickle up and down his ribs with their fingertips. It didn’t take long before an unmistakable ticklish smile formed on Alan’s face.
“There it is…” Suzy grinned.
“Yeah, he’s still ticklish.” Jenni nodded. The clown bicycled two fingertips right in the spot she had poked him.
“Hehehehehehe…”
“Houston, we have a tickle spot.” Jenni teased. Suzy found the same spot on his other side and soon, both girls had him giggling. “So what are some of the things that you and Belinda used to do to him, Pinky?”
“Hmm… I do remember a game we played called Hide and Shriek.” Suzy recalled.
“Noooo plehehehehehehease… hehehehehehehe…”
“Get on top of him and put his face in your boobs.” Suzy instructed Jenni.
“You got it!” Jenni did as she was told. She climbed up so that she could straddle him, her butt resting on his throbbing erection. She then leaned down and dropped her breasts onto his face, wrapping her arms around him and cradling his head in place. “Don’t worry, Sweetie. You can giggle into them.”
“Because when he can’t see…” Pinky moved down to the bottom of the bed and ran her fingertips along his insteps. He did indeed start giggling into Jenni’s cleavage. The clown mothered him, cooing at him and telling him it would be okay as Pinky wickedly tickled the soles of his feet. The way that Jenni spoke to him during the tickling made his boner even more stiff.
Pinky was having a field day as well. After all, this was the first time she had tickled Alan in what seemed like forever. She had been quite a wicked tickler back then. But it was different. In her youthful naivety, her methods of tickling were rough and kind of all over the place. She was only a little girl. She knew his tummy was ticklish, but she didn’t know how to map out which spots were really bad… and which spots were only a little sensitive. She knew his feet were ticklish, but she didn’t know how to trace an arch or piggy a toe. She knew how to tickle. But she didn’t know how to be a tickler. That was more Belinda’s specialty. And Pinky had only helped. She was older now. She had more patience. And she had more of a desire to really destroy him with her loving touches.
Jenni was really playing up the motherly role. The dichotomy between Pinky’s evil tickler persona and Jenni’s comforting nurturer was having a truly unique and powerful effect on Alan. He was being coddled and tortured at the same time and his psyche couldn’t handle it. If anything it just turned him on more… and made him feel far more ticklish.
“Hush, little baby… don’t you cry…” The clown sang soothingly to the hysterical young man who was giggling frantically into her bosom. “So many giggles for such a tough guy…”
“This is so much fun. To think I could have been making this a normal form of foreplay…” Pinky laughed. “If this actually works, I’m gonna tickle the shit out of him on a regular basis!”
“It really is fun. You’re right about that.” Jenni let go of Alan’s head and sat up. This prompted Pinky to stop tickling so that she could see what Jenni wanted. “But we don’t just want to stick to one game the whole night. There are so many coy joys that we could bring to this boy toy. We’ve really only been playing with the more common tickle spots. I don’t know about you but I’d rather find some neat new ones. Think back, Pinky. Where do you know for sure that he is ticklish?”
“Well, his ribs, his tummy, his feet… we got him under his arms a few times. A lot of what we did was just pin him and tickle what we could. I mean, there could be a lot more than I remember there being as far as tickle spots.”
“Hmm…” Jenni looked down at the subject of the girls’ playtime and wondered to herself. “Not tickled since he was a kid, huh?” She reached down to him and started very lightly stroking his neck. “Coochie coochie coo.”
Immediately, Alan scrunched his neck and popped a silly looking grin, but he wasn’t really laughing. Jenni took a shot in the dark and brought her index fingers to his nipples.
“Hehehehehehehehehe…”
“Oh! There we go.” Jenni tickled his nipples with just those two fingertips, brushing them back and forth. “That’s probably a new one!”
“Ohoho, that’s definitely new!” Pinky could hardly believe her eyes. She never in a million years would have guessed that the love of her life was ticklish on his nipples. “Sweetie… how in the world did you hide that all these years?”
“I dihihihihihdn’t knohohohohow… hehehehe hahahahahahaha…” Alan wasn’t even lying this time. Nobody had ever really touched him there. Obviously there had been times during foreplay where Suzy would get a little naughty and pinch them or something, but this was an entirely new sensation for him.
“I just had the best idea!” Suzy claimed as she walked over to Alan’s dresser. Alan was giggling too much to get many words out but the way that he was shaking his head indicated that he was very scared of whatever she was trying to locate in his sock drawer. “Aha!” Pinky turned and walked back over to the bed, holding a purple, plastic bottle. “You better have not been using this stuff on yourself in my absence, Mister.”
“What is it?” Jenni asked as her curiosity distracted her enough for her to stop tickling. She furrowed her eyebrows as she tried to read the thin letters on the bottle that Pinky was now holding up like a games how hostess presenting a prize.
“Almond and Lavender scented massage oil.” Pinky winked. “It’s a warming oil, so it really summons the nerves to come out and play…”
“And we are more than happy to play with them.” Jenni grinned as she got back down to sitting on Alan’s side. Pinky took the other, putting them in the same position they were in during the rib tickling. “Hit me, bartender.” The clown held out her hand and Pinky dribbled a few drops of oil onto it before getting her own fingers nice and slick. When each of them began to run their now very slippery fingertips over his nipples, the effect was palpable.
“Hehehehehehehehehehe hahahahahahahahahahaha!”
“Now that’s what I’m talking about. That really tickles, huh?” Jenni smiled
“Tickle tickle tickle…” Pinky teased her ex. “And look, he’s got his boner back. Hahaha.”
“Yeah, he likes having his nipples tickled. That much is obvious.” The girls continued with the nipple tickling for a while. Pinky tweaked and brushed while Jenni circled and flicked. Alan just giggled and giggled. He didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.
“You know what I think this special guy needs?” Jenni asked Pinky.
“What’s that?”
“A nice, pleasant, good, old fashioned tickle-gasm.”
“Ooooh, that sounds like fun. How do we do that?”
“First, let me test something.” Jenni reached down with her still slippery fingers and gave Alan’s balls a quick tickle. He responded with a jump and a giggle. Yeah, that’ll work. Give me some more of that warming oil.” Pinky handed Jenni the bottle as the clown stripped out of her lingerie. Alan had a hard time not staring at her magnificent chest, especially when Jenni started rubbing the oil in between her breasts. Jenni then whispered something to Pinky and climbed on top of Alan, She was straddling his chest facing his genitals. She then bent down and wrapped her breasts around his turgid erection. Both girls giggled at how Alan gasped. “Let’s play Hide And Shreik!”
“No! Doahahahahahahahahahahahaha…” Pinky had moved down to lay between his legs. He couldn’t see her, just like he couldn’t see her when she tickled his feet. Only this time, her fingers weren’t on his soles or his toes. Now, he felt them whispering over his testicles and the crack of his bottom. He bucked his hips as she tickled there, and in turn was thrusting in and out of Jenni’s cleavage. The clown didn’t even have to move. She just had to keep her large breasts pressed around him.
Pinky attacked at random. She spidered her fingernails along his crack. She fluttered the pads of her fingers against his perineum. She stroked his balls and circled them. His entire private area was a veritable minefield of tickle spots.
“Oh, wait, I’ve got such a great idea!’ Pinky jumped up and darted into the bathroom. Alan didn’t see what she came back with but he did hear the devious snickering from the two girls when she came back into the bedroom with whatever it was. Then the tickling of his butt and his balls started up again.
“Hehehehehehehehehehehe…” Alan was giggling himself into another world of pleasure as he thrusted into Jenni’s bountiful, pillowy cleavage over and over again. He almost didn’t notice that there was only one hand tickling his balls. At least not until he felt the other hand. Two fingers spread his cheeks and then he felt the Q-tip dusting his asshole. “WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Tickle tickle tickle…” The girls sang in unison. “Tickle tickle tickle…”
“It’s coming soon.” Jenni announced. “I can feel it in my boobs.”
“Keep him trapped in there till he bursts.” Pinky instructed.
“Oh… he’s not going annnnywhere…” The clown cooed. “Five… four… three… two…”
“AAAAAGGGGHHH!” Alan cried out and the girls watched hot jets erupt from between Jenni’s breasts. They cheered as Alan’s body spasmed wildly. The ecstasy was so great that he couldn’t control a single muscle in his body. They continued to stimulate him until he was literally pleading for mercy due to soreness. That’s when they finally took pity on him and ceased their torturous ministrations.
“That was the most incredible thing ever.” Alan struggled to get the words out. But when she heard them, Suzy saw her opening.
“I’ll do that to you whenever you want if you take me back.”
Jenni watched in eager anticipation and then she and Suzy cheered when he nodded yes. Another satisfied customer, Jenni thought to herself. In fact… two of them.
With these kinds of jobs, Jenni always liked to meet the person first. Suzy had found Jenni through her Fetlife account and requested the clown’s help for what she vaguely described as a “Conditioning” job. Typically that meant that the subject was to be tickled until they agreed to something. But Suzy’s messages were kind of light on details. Still, Jenni made good money utilizing her skills, so she was more than willing to at least sit with the young lady. Jenni was on her second Mojito as she sat in one of the corner tables at The Peekaboo Club. Ever since becoming part owner, she spent a few nights a week there. It was as good a place to meet as any.
There hadn’t been many pics on Suzy’s Fetlife profile, so Jenni wasn’t sure what to expect. The only pics had been of what was presumably the girl’s gigantic bosom. The clown had done some research though. It at least appeared that Suzy had gone through a recent breakup. But with boobs like that, Jenni had to question what guy in his right mind would lea-
“Jenni the Clown?” Jenni looked up to see Suzy for the first time. The first thing Jenni noticed, other than her obviously massive boobs that were compressed into a slightly faded Def Leppard tee shirt… was her hair. It was pink. The same shade as cotton candy at a carnival.
“Well, Jenni at least.” Jenni politely drew Suzy’s attention to the fact that she wasn’t in her iconic clown make-up. Jenni wore her brown hair down and looked as though she might be waiting for a date. Suzy sat her Coors Light bottle down and sat across from Jenni. “Can I start with a request?” Jenni asked. “It might sound a little weird but humor me?”
“Um… okay, sure.” Suzy nodded.
“Can I call you Pinky?”
“Why?”
“Cause with your hair and everything, you look just like Pinky Powers.”
“Is that one of the dancers here or…?”
“No. Booby model online.”
“I guess that’s fine. I’ve been called worse.” Suzy laughed.
“So what can I do for you, Pinky?”
“I was hoping I could recruit you.” Suzy replied. “My boyfriend, Al- Sorry… EX-boyfriend, Alan. He broke up with me last week.”
“I’m sorry to hear that, Hon.” Jenni could sympathize. Every woman of a certain age knows what it is like to have their heart broken. “What do you need me for?”
“He and I go back. Like… we went to grade school together. I’ve been friends with him… oh gosh, for most of my life.” Suzy explained, periodically sipping her beer. “I want him back and I think that he secretly wishes he could undo what he did and… I know that when he was little… he was super ticklish.”
“Really?” Jenni raised a sinister eyebrow.
“Neither my parents or his had much money so we were often babysat together. Our babysitter’s name was Belinda and she used to tickle him all the time. Every so often, I would help. That’s when he would really lose it. When we were both getting him, I mean.”
“When was the last time you tickled him?”
“That’s the thing! I really haven’t since then. As we got older, we kinda stopped with the more childish activities. I don’t even know if he is still ticklish.” Suzy threw her hands up in frustration.
“Oh, trust me. He still is.” Jenni told her confidently.
“Well, if he is… I still remember the things that Belinda and I used to do to him. The games we played with him. The ways we made him scream for mercy.” Suzy’s eye were full of excitement. “I want you to help me tickle him and make him see how happy he is when we do. I’m sure that will make him change his mind.”
“Happy to help.” Jenni chirped and leaned in. The busty women chuckled evilly as they planned what they would do…
When Alan pulled up to his house, he didn’t think a second thought about the car parked across the street from his door. But what did get his attention were that the lights in his bedroom and living room were on. He knew that he hadn’t left them on when he left. He scoffed as he remembered that Suzy still had a key to his house as she hadn’t yet moved all of her things out. He understood that she was probably inside. He huffed, mentally preparing himself for what he was sure wouldn’t be a happy conversation.
Little did he know…
“Hey, are you in here?” Alan asked as he walked into the living room.
“I’m in here!” He heard her call from up in his bedroom. He set his keys down and locked the front door behind him. And then, with another sigh, he made his way up into the bedroom.
Nothing could have prepared him for it. When he walked into the bedroom, she was laying on his bed. She was wearing nothing but a sky blue, lace Babydoll. Her enormous breasts were held tightly together and her smirk was nothing if not inviting.
“I…” He stammered, stunned by her appearance.
“It’s okay, Honey.” Suzy said. I just figured that if your mind was made up, we could at least have one more roll in the sheets. Whaddaya say?” She got up and walked up to him, taking off his shirt. His eagerness got the better of him as he quickly threw down his pants and underwear.
His socks were the only thing on him when the wet rag was placed over his mouth from behind…
Alan was amazed that there was no headache involved once he awoke. He realized that he was tied down to his bed with straps around his ankles and wrists that went underneath the bed. He was in an X position that wouldn’t have been possible if his bed was not a California King. He looked around but didn’t see anyone. Panic set in as he realized the chance that Suzy had just abandoned him.
“Suzy!” He hollered.
“It’s okay, I’m right here.” She walked into the room, still dressed in the blue lingerie.
“Look, I didn’t know you were so kinky but I’m not into this. Untie me right now.” He ordered.
“I can’t do that.” His ex told him. “Not until you give me one last chance to try and make you see things my way. I love you, Alan. So much so that I’m going to give you something that most men only dream of.”
Alan was about to ask her to clarify when Jenni entered the room. Alan’s jaw would have hit the floor if he wasn’t in a laying down position. Even with her clown make-up on, he could tell just how beautiful she was. Her hair was in pigtails and she wore the same Babydoll that Suzy did. Only Jenni’s was purple.
“Is this the guy, Pinky?” Jenni asked.
“Sure is.” Suzy replied.
“Pinky?” Alan asked, confused.
“Don’t worry about it.” Jenni told him. Alan’s head started spinning as it dawned on him. Suzy was going to give him a three-way experience with this other gorgeous woman who, face-paint or not, was just as buxom as she was. If not a little more. “I’ve heard about you, ya know.” The clown said to him in a seductive voice as she folded her arms under her chest, accentuating it even more.
“Is that so?” Alan was letting his excitement get the best of him. His penis was already starting to bob to life as both women moved towards the bed. Suzy sat on the bed to his left. Jenni to his right.
“Oh yeah. Pinky here told me all about you. We had quite the long conversation. She told me you like big breasts.” Jenni leaned in and rubbed her clothed bosom gently across his face. When she pulled back, she looked down to see that he was at full erection. “Looks like she was telling the truth. You know what that means?”
“Wh-what?” Alan was so turned on that he was having trouble speaking.
“That I can… that I have to… believe that everything else she told me was true as well.”
“Alan and I both know that lying isn’t something I do.” Suzy said.
“Is that true, Alan?” Jenni asked the bound young man. “Does Pinky always tell the truth?”
“She’s never lied to me.” Alan assured her.
“So she doesn’t lie?”
“No. Never.”
“That’s good to know. Because the other big secret that she told me about you…” The clown brought her hand to the side of her face as if about to tell a big secret. “…is how ticklish you are.” Both women laughed mischievously.
Alan’s heart sank into his chest. He had walked right into Jenni’s trap. And he immediately understood how vulnerable and exposed he was. And there was nothing about the smiles on the two girls’ faces that helped with his anxiety.
“But I… I’m not.” Alan didn’t sound convincing in the slightest. He thought back to when he was a kid. When Suzy and Belinda would tickle him till he was half out of his mind. But that was so long ago. There was a chance, right?
“But you said she doesn’t lie…” Jenni accused in a singsong voice, wagging a finger at him.
“She doesn’t. It’s just… How would she know? It’s been years.” Alan tried to argue.
“Silly boy.” Jenni snickered. “You don’t lose it. It doesn’t work that way.”
“Well, I remember when you WERE ticklish.” Suzy re-entered the conversation with a friendly smile. “I remember when you would laugh your fool head off. Especially when Belinda would hold you down and I went after your-”
“That was years ago!” Alan interrupted indignantly.
“Exactly!” Jenni cheered. “So let’s party like it’s 2009. You were still a kid back then! Here I come.” Her reference to an age when he would have been babysat had somewhat of a psychological effect on Alan. Jenni lowered a finger and poked him. It was more of a tap than a poke. Just enough pressure to have reliably given him a tickle if it was in the right spot. The first poke was the center of his chest. Then, she waited a second or two and gave him another. This one was against his left bicep. But the third, which briefly pressed into his lower rib, made him twitch a little.
“Now we know where to start.” Jenni said with a warm smile. She and Suzy started to lightly tickle up and down his ribs with their fingertips. It didn’t take long before an unmistakable ticklish smile formed on Alan’s face.
“There it is…” Suzy grinned.
“Yeah, he’s still ticklish.” Jenni nodded. The clown bicycled two fingertips right in the spot she had poked him.
“Hehehehehehe…”
“Houston, we have a tickle spot.” Jenni teased. Suzy found the same spot on his other side and soon, both girls had him giggling. “So what are some of the things that you and Belinda used to do to him, Pinky?”
“Hmm… I do remember a game we played called Hide and Shriek.” Suzy recalled.
“Noooo plehehehehehehease… hehehehehehehe…”
“Get on top of him and put his face in your boobs.” Suzy instructed Jenni.
“You got it!” Jenni did as she was told. She climbed up so that she could straddle him, her butt resting on his throbbing erection. She then leaned down and dropped her breasts onto his face, wrapping her arms around him and cradling his head in place. “Don’t worry, Sweetie. You can giggle into them.”
“Because when he can’t see…” Pinky moved down to the bottom of the bed and ran her fingertips along his insteps. He did indeed start giggling into Jenni’s cleavage. The clown mothered him, cooing at him and telling him it would be okay as Pinky wickedly tickled the soles of his feet. The way that Jenni spoke to him during the tickling made his boner even more stiff.
Pinky was having a field day as well. After all, this was the first time she had tickled Alan in what seemed like forever. She had been quite a wicked tickler back then. But it was different. In her youthful naivety, her methods of tickling were rough and kind of all over the place. She was only a little girl. She knew his tummy was ticklish, but she didn’t know how to map out which spots were really bad… and which spots were only a little sensitive. She knew his feet were ticklish, but she didn’t know how to trace an arch or piggy a toe. She knew how to tickle. But she didn’t know how to be a tickler. That was more Belinda’s specialty. And Pinky had only helped. She was older now. She had more patience. And she had more of a desire to really destroy him with her loving touches.
Jenni was really playing up the motherly role. The dichotomy between Pinky’s evil tickler persona and Jenni’s comforting nurturer was having a truly unique and powerful effect on Alan. He was being coddled and tortured at the same time and his psyche couldn’t handle it. If anything it just turned him on more… and made him feel far more ticklish.
“Hush, little baby… don’t you cry…” The clown sang soothingly to the hysterical young man who was giggling frantically into her bosom. “So many giggles for such a tough guy…”
“This is so much fun. To think I could have been making this a normal form of foreplay…” Pinky laughed. “If this actually works, I’m gonna tickle the shit out of him on a regular basis!”
“It really is fun. You’re right about that.” Jenni let go of Alan’s head and sat up. This prompted Pinky to stop tickling so that she could see what Jenni wanted. “But we don’t just want to stick to one game the whole night. There are so many coy joys that we could bring to this boy toy. We’ve really only been playing with the more common tickle spots. I don’t know about you but I’d rather find some neat new ones. Think back, Pinky. Where do you know for sure that he is ticklish?”
“Well, his ribs, his tummy, his feet… we got him under his arms a few times. A lot of what we did was just pin him and tickle what we could. I mean, there could be a lot more than I remember there being as far as tickle spots.”
“Hmm…” Jenni looked down at the subject of the girls’ playtime and wondered to herself. “Not tickled since he was a kid, huh?” She reached down to him and started very lightly stroking his neck. “Coochie coochie coo.”
Immediately, Alan scrunched his neck and popped a silly looking grin, but he wasn’t really laughing. Jenni took a shot in the dark and brought her index fingers to his nipples.
“Hehehehehehehehehe…”
“Oh! There we go.” Jenni tickled his nipples with just those two fingertips, brushing them back and forth. “That’s probably a new one!”
“Ohoho, that’s definitely new!” Pinky could hardly believe her eyes. She never in a million years would have guessed that the love of her life was ticklish on his nipples. “Sweetie… how in the world did you hide that all these years?”
“I dihihihihihdn’t knohohohohow… hehehehe hahahahahahaha…” Alan wasn’t even lying this time. Nobody had ever really touched him there. Obviously there had been times during foreplay where Suzy would get a little naughty and pinch them or something, but this was an entirely new sensation for him.
“I just had the best idea!” Suzy claimed as she walked over to Alan’s dresser. Alan was giggling too much to get many words out but the way that he was shaking his head indicated that he was very scared of whatever she was trying to locate in his sock drawer. “Aha!” Pinky turned and walked back over to the bed, holding a purple, plastic bottle. “You better have not been using this stuff on yourself in my absence, Mister.”
“What is it?” Jenni asked as her curiosity distracted her enough for her to stop tickling. She furrowed her eyebrows as she tried to read the thin letters on the bottle that Pinky was now holding up like a games how hostess presenting a prize.
“Almond and Lavender scented massage oil.” Pinky winked. “It’s a warming oil, so it really summons the nerves to come out and play…”
“And we are more than happy to play with them.” Jenni grinned as she got back down to sitting on Alan’s side. Pinky took the other, putting them in the same position they were in during the rib tickling. “Hit me, bartender.” The clown held out her hand and Pinky dribbled a few drops of oil onto it before getting her own fingers nice and slick. When each of them began to run their now very slippery fingertips over his nipples, the effect was palpable.
“Hehehehehehehehehehe hahahahahahahahahahaha!”
“Now that’s what I’m talking about. That really tickles, huh?” Jenni smiled
“Tickle tickle tickle…” Pinky teased her ex. “And look, he’s got his boner back. Hahaha.”
“Yeah, he likes having his nipples tickled. That much is obvious.” The girls continued with the nipple tickling for a while. Pinky tweaked and brushed while Jenni circled and flicked. Alan just giggled and giggled. He didn’t have much of a choice in the matter.
“You know what I think this special guy needs?” Jenni asked Pinky.
“What’s that?”
“A nice, pleasant, good, old fashioned tickle-gasm.”
“Ooooh, that sounds like fun. How do we do that?”
“First, let me test something.” Jenni reached down with her still slippery fingers and gave Alan’s balls a quick tickle. He responded with a jump and a giggle. Yeah, that’ll work. Give me some more of that warming oil.” Pinky handed Jenni the bottle as the clown stripped out of her lingerie. Alan had a hard time not staring at her magnificent chest, especially when Jenni started rubbing the oil in between her breasts. Jenni then whispered something to Pinky and climbed on top of Alan, She was straddling his chest facing his genitals. She then bent down and wrapped her breasts around his turgid erection. Both girls giggled at how Alan gasped. “Let’s play Hide And Shreik!”
“No! Doahahahahahahahahahahahaha…” Pinky had moved down to lay between his legs. He couldn’t see her, just like he couldn’t see her when she tickled his feet. Only this time, her fingers weren’t on his soles or his toes. Now, he felt them whispering over his testicles and the crack of his bottom. He bucked his hips as she tickled there, and in turn was thrusting in and out of Jenni’s cleavage. The clown didn’t even have to move. She just had to keep her large breasts pressed around him.
Pinky attacked at random. She spidered her fingernails along his crack. She fluttered the pads of her fingers against his perineum. She stroked his balls and circled them. His entire private area was a veritable minefield of tickle spots.
“Oh, wait, I’ve got such a great idea!’ Pinky jumped up and darted into the bathroom. Alan didn’t see what she came back with but he did hear the devious snickering from the two girls when she came back into the bedroom with whatever it was. Then the tickling of his butt and his balls started up again.
“Hehehehehehehehehehehe…” Alan was giggling himself into another world of pleasure as he thrusted into Jenni’s bountiful, pillowy cleavage over and over again. He almost didn’t notice that there was only one hand tickling his balls. At least not until he felt the other hand. Two fingers spread his cheeks and then he felt the Q-tip dusting his asshole. “WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Tickle tickle tickle…” The girls sang in unison. “Tickle tickle tickle…”
“It’s coming soon.” Jenni announced. “I can feel it in my boobs.”
“Keep him trapped in there till he bursts.” Pinky instructed.
“Oh… he’s not going annnnywhere…” The clown cooed. “Five… four… three… two…”
“AAAAAGGGGHHH!” Alan cried out and the girls watched hot jets erupt from between Jenni’s breasts. They cheered as Alan’s body spasmed wildly. The ecstasy was so great that he couldn’t control a single muscle in his body. They continued to stimulate him until he was literally pleading for mercy due to soreness. That’s when they finally took pity on him and ceased their torturous ministrations.
“That was the most incredible thing ever.” Alan struggled to get the words out. But when she heard them, Suzy saw her opening.
“I’ll do that to you whenever you want if you take me back.”
Jenni watched in eager anticipation and then she and Suzy cheered when he nodded yes. Another satisfied customer, Jenni thought to herself. In fact… two of them.
This is a fine series. 
