Klara lay in bed staring at the ceiling. She was wearing a pair of light blue satin pajama pants and a white tank top with narrow shoulder straps that showed a little of her belly just below the navel. Her blonde, half-curly hair lay bushy around her head in bed. She had green eyes and an irresistible smile, narrow waist and was 5 feet tall She had just had a nightmare and woke up, worried. The clock on her bedside table showed 02.34, it was far from time to wake up. Klara lived with Moa and Josefin in a small two-bedroom apartment, where Klara and Moa shared one of them. All three girls were 24 years old and studied their second year of economics together in Los Angeles.
Moa has also woken up a bit easily and sat up in her bed which stood at the other end of the room, right next to the window that looks out onto the street from the fourth floor. Moa was slightly shorter than Klara, had brown, beautiful eyes and straight dark brown hair with bangs. She had a narrow waist but still a really nice butt and naturally swayed back. "Do you have difficulty sleeping?" Asks a newly awake Moa. "Not particularly, but just had such a strange dream .." answers Klara who also sat up. Moa steps out of bed and walks away with easy steps and sits down on Klara's bed edge. She is wearing a pair of thin, black silk roses and a tight, dark green tank top. Her hair is a bit tousled from lying against the pillow. "Do you want to tell me about it so maybe it feels better?" Klara hesitates a bit, still shaken by what she just dreamed. "It's just a little embarrassing, I do not really know how to explain. I dreamed I was lying in a bed, my hands were tied to the headboard above my head and my feet were also tied. All of a sudden, three girls came in from nowhere with masks over their eyes that sat around me on the bed. ” Klara hesitates a bit again, it feels hard to talk out loud about what happened next. "Oh, how strange. But what happened then? ” Moa asked a little curiously, as she was a little fascinated by the thought of her roommate helpless in a bed, bound. "The ... uhm. They tickled me. One sat on me and tickled my stomach with tiny, tiny feathers while the other two tickled my feet with their fingernails. They continued for so long and just laughed while I screamed with laughter. It was pure torture .. ”Klara is a little ashamed of what she just said and lowers her gaze to the mattress. "You have to think it sounds weird." Moa looked at Klara for a moment before answering. "Hmm, yes it sounds like pure torture. How long do they last? I would never have made it, I'm terribly ticklish everywhere. ” "I do not know for sure, woke up after a while. Do not know if I can fall asleep again now, do you want to go out on the couch and watch a movie with me? I can make some tea. ”
The girls went out together to the apartment's living room where they had a large, dark brown sofa in front of a TV on the wall that they bought together when they moved in. In front of the sofa was a furry, white rug and a heavy oak coffee table stood on top. When they entered the room, they noticed that Josefin was already lying on the sofa watching TV. Josefin had long, light brown hair that was self-curling. Her eyes were ice blue and really deer cute. She had some freckles on her cheeks and was clearly the one of the girls who had the biggest breasts. "Oh, hey girls. Could you not sleep either? I was just staring at the ceiling so I went out here a while ago. ” Josefin sat up on the sofa when Klara and Moa entered the room. She was wearing a navy blue cotton tank top that ended above her navel and a pair of white silk hotpants. Her narrow, smooth legs were tanned and she wore no socks. Moa sits down next to her on the sofa. "Klara only had a nightmare, so we thought we'd watch a movie or something until we get tired again." Klara starts walking out towards the kitchen. “I make some green tea, it should help. Do you also want Jossan? ” Josefin shines up on the sofa. "Absolutely, it probably does no harm. Thanks!"
After a few minutes, Klara enters the living room again with three cups of tea on a tray. She puts the tray down on the table and notices that none of the other girls are left on the sofa. She looks around the room but can not see them anywhere. Before she has a chance to understand what is happening, she is broken down on the white, furry carpet and feels how someone grabs her arms. She looks up and sees Josefin's blue eyes looking back at her with a sly smile. Josefin straddle sits over Klara's hips and holds her down with her weight. Above her head, Moa is on her knees, keeping her arms pressed against the carpet with a firm grip. “What are you doing with girls, let go of my arms Moa! I'm not in the mood for a joke tonight. ” Josefin tilts her head a little and continues to smile at Klara, where she lies stretched out on the carpet. “Moa told me about your dream sweetheart. It sounded really hard to get tickled like that, tied up and everything. Above all, it sounded very interesting, because all three of us know how ticklish you are. ” Klara's thoughts froze to ice. What did Josefin really say? What did she mean by that? She remembers in and of herself very well every time when the girls used to tease each other and tickle on the sofa or in someone's bed. Every time she received small puffs on the side or tickling fingers under the shirt during a wrestling match at an after-party. She was usually the one who received the most. “We thought that the best way for you to get over this traumatic dream is to experience it for real. We do not have a really good way to tie your feet, but Moa's old handcuffs should be enough for your arms, I think. ” Josefin leaned forward over Klara and held her arms while Moa fastened her hands in a pair of black, fluffy handcuffs around one leg of the sofa. "Finally I get used to these, all the guys I showed them to have cowardly." Moa said with a pleased face.
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Moa has also woken up a bit easily and sat up in her bed which stood at the other end of the room, right next to the window that looks out onto the street from the fourth floor. Moa was slightly shorter than Klara, had brown, beautiful eyes and straight dark brown hair with bangs. She had a narrow waist but still a really nice butt and naturally swayed back. "Do you have difficulty sleeping?" Asks a newly awake Moa. "Not particularly, but just had such a strange dream .." answers Klara who also sat up. Moa steps out of bed and walks away with easy steps and sits down on Klara's bed edge. She is wearing a pair of thin, black silk roses and a tight, dark green tank top. Her hair is a bit tousled from lying against the pillow. "Do you want to tell me about it so maybe it feels better?" Klara hesitates a bit, still shaken by what she just dreamed. "It's just a little embarrassing, I do not really know how to explain. I dreamed I was lying in a bed, my hands were tied to the headboard above my head and my feet were also tied. All of a sudden, three girls came in from nowhere with masks over their eyes that sat around me on the bed. ” Klara hesitates a bit again, it feels hard to talk out loud about what happened next. "Oh, how strange. But what happened then? ” Moa asked a little curiously, as she was a little fascinated by the thought of her roommate helpless in a bed, bound. "The ... uhm. They tickled me. One sat on me and tickled my stomach with tiny, tiny feathers while the other two tickled my feet with their fingernails. They continued for so long and just laughed while I screamed with laughter. It was pure torture .. ”Klara is a little ashamed of what she just said and lowers her gaze to the mattress. "You have to think it sounds weird." Moa looked at Klara for a moment before answering. "Hmm, yes it sounds like pure torture. How long do they last? I would never have made it, I'm terribly ticklish everywhere. ” "I do not know for sure, woke up after a while. Do not know if I can fall asleep again now, do you want to go out on the couch and watch a movie with me? I can make some tea. ”
The girls went out together to the apartment's living room where they had a large, dark brown sofa in front of a TV on the wall that they bought together when they moved in. In front of the sofa was a furry, white rug and a heavy oak coffee table stood on top. When they entered the room, they noticed that Josefin was already lying on the sofa watching TV. Josefin had long, light brown hair that was self-curling. Her eyes were ice blue and really deer cute. She had some freckles on her cheeks and was clearly the one of the girls who had the biggest breasts. "Oh, hey girls. Could you not sleep either? I was just staring at the ceiling so I went out here a while ago. ” Josefin sat up on the sofa when Klara and Moa entered the room. She was wearing a navy blue cotton tank top that ended above her navel and a pair of white silk hotpants. Her narrow, smooth legs were tanned and she wore no socks. Moa sits down next to her on the sofa. "Klara only had a nightmare, so we thought we'd watch a movie or something until we get tired again." Klara starts walking out towards the kitchen. “I make some green tea, it should help. Do you also want Jossan? ” Josefin shines up on the sofa. "Absolutely, it probably does no harm. Thanks!"
After a few minutes, Klara enters the living room again with three cups of tea on a tray. She puts the tray down on the table and notices that none of the other girls are left on the sofa. She looks around the room but can not see them anywhere. Before she has a chance to understand what is happening, she is broken down on the white, furry carpet and feels how someone grabs her arms. She looks up and sees Josefin's blue eyes looking back at her with a sly smile. Josefin straddle sits over Klara's hips and holds her down with her weight. Above her head, Moa is on her knees, keeping her arms pressed against the carpet with a firm grip. “What are you doing with girls, let go of my arms Moa! I'm not in the mood for a joke tonight. ” Josefin tilts her head a little and continues to smile at Klara, where she lies stretched out on the carpet. “Moa told me about your dream sweetheart. It sounded really hard to get tickled like that, tied up and everything. Above all, it sounded very interesting, because all three of us know how ticklish you are. ” Klara's thoughts froze to ice. What did Josefin really say? What did she mean by that? She remembers in and of herself very well every time when the girls used to tease each other and tickle on the sofa or in someone's bed. Every time she received small puffs on the side or tickling fingers under the shirt during a wrestling match at an after-party. She was usually the one who received the most. “We thought that the best way for you to get over this traumatic dream is to experience it for real. We do not have a really good way to tie your feet, but Moa's old handcuffs should be enough for your arms, I think. ” Josefin leaned forward over Klara and held her arms while Moa fastened her hands in a pair of black, fluffy handcuffs around one leg of the sofa. "Finally I get used to these, all the guys I showed them to have cowardly." Moa said with a pleased face.
Part 2 coming soon....
