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-IP
Neighbor Girl
I had always enjoyed taking walks through the woods it was a great way for me to clear my mind after a long day. And considering it was a warm early fall day I thought it would be no different, boy was I mistaken. It had started off normally enough; I had started driving out to a little wooded area a few minutes away from my apartment. There was a place behind an old hospital, it was quiet and peaceful I could sit for hours at a time and listen to the water of the stream, and I never saw anyone else around.
I had only been walking for about ten minutes when I noticed a distinct odor in the air. Some of my friends liked to smoke pot on occasion so I was pretty familiar with the smell. I crept forward slowly through the trees and down into a small marsh area by the side of the river. In a small clearing just a few feet ahead of me I could see my neighbors’ 19-year old daughter smoking pot with one of her friends. The girls’ name was Angela but all her friends call her Angel, which was ironic since she was certainly not.
I would hear the arguments between her and her mother from across the hall, she was always getting into trouble at school, and staying out all night with her friends. Her mother had talked with me briefly about it after a heated battle that could have been heard throughout the whole building. As for Angel herself, she would always walk around the building and loved to tease the male tenants. Wearing the most revealing clothes I had ever seen and she always walked around barefoot, even in the winter months she could be seen traveling the apartment complex in nothing more than a t-shirt, low rise shorts and no shoes. Today was no different; she was wearing what appeared to be a short button-up vest without a shirt underneath, khaki shorts, and sandals.
I could overhear their conversation, Angel telling her friend that her mom has had enough of her screw-ups and one more mistake she is getting shipped out to a boot camp. To my surprise she actually talked about it with worry in her voice, she continues to tell her friend about the school between puffs of smoke. I remain in my position about fifteen minutes longer, listening them go on, when I get a massive cramp in my leg. I slowly begin to standup and try to stretch it out, when I accidentally step down on a branch breaking it in half. I immediately freeze in position hoping that they didn’t hear me. I can see them tossing away the joint and pointing over in my direction.
“Hey there is someone over in the marsh.” Angela’s friend says pointing at me.
I quietly curse to myself and start to take off; unfortunately in my haste I stepped down into the soft ground near the river and feel my shoe sink down into the mud over my calf. I pull as hard as I can but it is no use, suddenly I feel a weight crash into my body my foot slides out of my shoe and I skid across the grass.
“Nice tackle Sara, who do we have here?” Angela comes strolling up to the two of us lying on the ground. “Hello Eric, nice day for a walk in the woods huh?”
All I can do is look up at her from the flat of my back, watching her smile back at me.
“Now you didn’t see us doing anything over there did you?”
“What like smoking pot when you are on probation for possession anyway? No of course not.” I tried to remain as calm as I could after having just been busted and having her friend lying on top of me.
“Well my aren’t you just a little too defiant for your own good.” She looked down at me with superiority in her eyes. “But I think we can come to an agreement. Sara bring our little guest over to that tree.”
I struggled as hard as I could but between the two of them they overpowered me. They pulled me over two a nearby tree and sat me up against it stretching my arms behind the tree trunk and tying them together with Sara’s belt, securing my hands and pressing my back into the trunk of the tree. Angela straddled me, sitting on my thighs so I could not move my legs.
“You know Eric I have always had a thing for you, I always thought you were cute.” She flashed me a smile and batted her eyes.
“Oh please you tease and play games with all of the guys in the building. You’re just a little child.”
“Excuse me. You are only five years older than me, don’t you call me a child. Besides those other guys are just for fun, you are the one that gets me going.” She reaches up and unsnaps the first three buttons on her vest exposing enough cleavage for it to be no mistake she wasn’t wearing a bra. “I have seen the way you look at me in the halls, I know you feel it too.” She moves both hands up over my thighs, caressing and slipping her fingers up under the hem of my shorts. I started to protest but she placed her hand over my mouth.
“Don’t talk Eric, it will do you no good anyway, just go with it.” She moved her hands over my chest and undid the buttons on my shirt, sliding her hands in against my skin she began to massage my chest and shoulders.
“Your mother is going to send you away for sure after I tell her about this.” I bucked my hips and sent her over onto her side.
Angela looked stared at me with a mix of fear and anger, gathering herself up she jumped back down straddling my hips and looked me right in the eye. “That was not the right thing to say.” Turning her head back to her friend. “Sara sit on his calves, our boy has decided not to play ball.” She turns her attention back in my direction. “I tried to do it nicely, I thought we could reach an agreement, but then you had to go and threaten to tell my mom.” She placed her hands on my chest and leaned in to me. “Now I have to come up with something that will make you agree with me.” Then she slid her hands down across my belly.
“Ahhh. Hey, hey don’t do that.” I gasped in surprise as she inadvertently tickled my stomach.
Angela starred back at me her expression went from fear and anger to surprised and sadistic. “Oh ho ho, what is that all about?”
“Nothing, I just want you to let me go. I promise I won’t tell anyone.”
“That is a pretty quick change of heart, and yet somehow I don’t believe a word of it.”
“No it is the truth, I swear, I won’t tell anyone.”
“Oh I know you won’t.” A mischievous grin swept across her face. “Hey Sara, I think our little boy here is ticklish. Maybe we can make arrangements after all.” My eyes became filled with terror. “I will give you one last chance to convince me.” Angela flexed her hands and cracked her knuckles.
“I promise I won’t tell your mother. I won’t tell anyone, just let me go.”
“Nope.” She said starring at me with crazy eyes. “I’m not buying it. Plus you didn’t say please.” She ran her nails across my chest, up and down my ribs, and finally settled in to attack my armpits.
I couldn’t do anything but laugh, I pulled with all my strength to free my hands but it was no use. The assault was relentless, I could feel all ten nails digging and scratching my armpits while I just sat there laughing uncontrollably. After about five minutes I managed to yell out for her to stop. After a couple more tickles she stopped, I tried to regain my breath and stop my heart from jumping out of my chest.
“Well now what? That doesn’t quite seem to do it.” Angela sat back and placed her hands on her hips.
“Well, we could get rid of his clothes and make him walk back nude. That would be fun.” Sara looked back to me and licked her lips as she stroked my calf.
“I know we will play a game. If you can last twenty minutes without telling us to stop we will untie you. But if you tell us to stop we start back at the beginning and add five minutes to the time. What do you think Sara?”
“I think if we have to stop and add time, then we get to take off a piece of clothing.” Sara continued to rub my calf and stare at me.
“What is it with you and trying to get him naked?” Angela laughed as she glanced back at Sara.
“What? He is hot and we already got him tied to the tree. Besides he was spying on us and we should teach him a lesson.”
“Ok you got me convinced. You got that Eric, you call stop you get five more minutes and one less piece of clothing.
“Hey wait a minute now. This is going to far, you girls need to let me go right now.” I really didn’t think that they would take it this far and I was starting to get worried. “I swear to God, let me go right now or I will see both of you little bitches in jail.”
“You just don’t get it do you Eric, we are in control, you will do what we want or we will keep you tied to this tree for the next ten hours. And believe me, keeping your clothes on will be the last thought in your head. Sara and I have many other female friends who would love to come out here to the middle of nowhere, and tickle your dumb ass senseless just to keep you from talking. So behave.”
I knew I was screwed, there was no way I would be able to mentally survive an onslaught of all of Sara and Angela’s friends. I decided it would be best to try and maintain myself through the 20 minutes of tickling.
“Alright Eric are you ready?” Angela couldn’t keep from smiling; she loved this far too much. “Sara mark time for twenty-five minutes.”
“Wait, twenty-five minutes you said we start at twenty.” I couldn’t figure out what kind of game she was playing.
“Yes but you told us to stop, which adds five minutes.” Angela just kept smiling more than humanly possible.
“And he loses some clothes now he he he he.” Sara chimed as I set in for the worst experience of my life. “Now the question is, what do we remove? Oh I know.” I could feel Sara slip her fingers into the top of my sock and slowly slid it down to my ankle. I knew she was doing this to torture me; her smooth fingers lifted the sock up and off my heel pulling it clean away. I could feel the cool breeze move around my toes as I flexed them and tried to shake her hands away. “Now lets just get rid of this muddy old thing.” I watched as she balled up my sock and tossed it off into the marsh.
Sara sat on my shins making both legs totally immobile. “Twenty-five minutes starting now.” Sara quickly scrambled all ten fingers over my sole and under my toes; the shock caught me off guard and was too much.
“AH NO STOP!” I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I knew I would never be able to last through this.
Angela looked rather disappointed. “Oh come on Eric this isn’t even going to be a challenge. Ok Sara you broke him too fast, give him a break he is gonna need it.” After about a minute they set back to work. “Ok Sara 30 minutes, and just for fun toss his other shoe in the swamp.” Sara grabbed my shoe and tugged until it came free. Unfortunately, this shoe came off the more effort and pulled my sock halfway off my foot. Sara didn’t even think twice she stripped my foot bare, I could hear the sharp slap as my shoe hit the wet ground around the swamp, with my sock close behind. They both laid into me with great excitement, Angela tickled my ribs and armpits counting out each rib as she went along. Sara flicked and teased my soles with her long nails, scratching back and forth across my arches and the balls of my feet. They seemed to just suck the energy right out of my body; I had no control over myself, slumped against that tree laughing like a madman.
Sara flicked her nails under my toes and methodically traced every wrinkle of my soles with her other hand. She switched between slow continuous movements and fast aggressive attacks, my mind was on overload from the sensations I was feeling. Meanwhile, Angela clawed into my armpits like she was digging for gold, scratching from my armpits down to my ribs. From there she would dig in and tease every rib one at a time, as she traveled down to my bellybutton. I held firm, laughing and yelling but always making sure to not call for them to stop.
“How much time is left on the clock?” Angela called back to Sara and not missing a beat of her attack.
“Only three minutes.”
“Wow he is doing much better this time. We might have to let him go.”
I was overjoyed at hearing this news all I had to do was hold out for less than three minutes and I would be free.
“But I don’t want to let him go, I like playing with him.” Sara sounded disappointed.
“Then I guess we should think of something fast, only another minute to go.”
And with that being said I suddenly felt this hot, wet, snake-like thing slithering around my toes, slipping in between them and all over my foot, it was too much to bear.
“SSSSTTTTOOOOPPPP! Please stop I can’t take anymore.” I could barely breathe by the end of the torture.
“Wow, that was close. What did you do to him Sara?”
“I just started to suck on his toes. And that seemed to work just fine.” Sara looked up to me grinned and drug her tongue over the tops of my toes one more time.
“Well let’s see Eric, you now owe us thirty-five minutes and lets say your shorts as well.”
“Alright, now we are getting to the good stuff.” A look of absolute glee washed over Sara’s face. I couldn’t even think straight let alone try and resist. All I could do was lay helplessly against that tree, and watch the events unfold before me.
“Here help me get these off him.” Angela ordered as she loosened my belt, unhooked the button, and slowly pulled the zipper down revealing my black boxers to her and her friend. “You know I have been dreaming of a moment like this for a long time. I would think about it at school, at home, hell I would even think about it in church. If you knew how many nights I have stayed awake thinking of this exact thing, you would be more grateful for the time we have had today.” Angela finished loosening my shorts and stood on my left side with Sara on my right. They each grabbed a hold of the hem. “Let’s lose these things what do you say.” Sara grinned as she spoke to Angela and with one strong pull I popped up into the air as my shorts were torn from my legs. Unfortunately as I fell back down my shirt had gotten hooked on a stub of the tree and had ripped a large hole in the back. The breeze swept across my legs as both girls stood there with their trophy.
“Oh look Sara,” Angela pointed down to me. “It looks like we pulled to hard.” Still out of it from all of the tickling I was just put through, I didn’t realize that my boxers had slid down my hips and were barely covering my butt.
Sara glared down to me. “I don’t think we pulled hard enough.”
“Well back to work.” Angela dropped my shorts by a tree, and sat across my thighs again. She leaned against my chest and rested her head on my shoulder. “I really am having a lot of fun. So much fun that I think I will keep you out here for a while.”
“Please.” I gasped still out of breath. “I won’t tell your mom I promise, nobody has to know this ever happened.” I was hoping I could still convince her that her secret was safe with me and she would just let me go.
“It’s not about that anymore. I know you won’t tell her anything. Because if you do Sara and I will break into your apartment, tie you up and make ourselves a little tickling video.” I could feel her hot breath in my ear as she spoke. “No, I trust you Eric. You can’t afford to have me not.” She moved her hands across my sides and behind my back. “Oh, what is this. It seems as if you ripped your shirt. Well I guess that means you forfeit that piece of clothing.” She licked my ear and sat up. Shivers ran down my spine, as I knew what was going to happen next. Angela reached up behind me and began to rip my shirt off my back; the thin fabric didn’t give much in the way of resistance. She tossed the shredded remains of my shirt off into the bushes, leaving with nothing to protect me but my boxers.
“Sara set your timer for 35 minutes. Though I don’t think he will last ten.” Angela smirked.
“If you let me do it right he won’t last two.” Sara grinned ear to ear and flicked her tongue across my toes.
“Ahhh! Staahhh.” I blurted out in shock.
“What was that? Did you say ‘stop’?” Angela traced her fingers around my stomach dipping below the elastic waistband. “You know what that means.”
“I didn’t say it. It doesn’t count.” I protested fearfully.
“Okay, but you have to be more careful about what you say.” Angela sat back on my thighs. “Ready Sara? Start the timer.” Switching tactics Sara began to lightly scratch behind my knees. Angela just sat and watched me squirm. Five minutes had gone by when Angela swung her legs out from under her and wrapped them around my waist lowering all her weight onto my hips.
“Hey Sara tickle a little harder, I want you to make him bounce more.”
“Oh you dirty little slut, how dare you try to get off while I do all the work.”
“Just do it.” Sara increased the speed of her assault, as Angela tightened her legs around my waist. She seemed to be enjoying this a little too much. She slid her hands up my sides, leaned her body against mine, and tried frantically to swallow my tongue. I was beyond sensory overload at this point it was all a blur. But at least with her tongue in my mouth I knew I couldn’t say to stop.
“Angela I hate to ruin your moment, but we only have a couple minutes before time is up. Would you like to help me out at all?”
“Why Sara?” Angela was sweating after our little make out session. “Why do you have to bust things up like that? How much time is left?”
“About a minute.”
“Fine let’s finish this. Switch me spots.” Angela sat down on my calves and attacked my soles without mercy.
“Alright enough messing around, I got you now tough guy.” Sara straddled my knees slipped her hands up my boxers and assaulted my inner thighs. I laughed like I never had in my whole life, but if I could just make it a little while longer.
“Beep, beep, beep.” The timer on Sara’s watch had just gone off.
“Aww shit. He made it, we have to untie him.” Sara stood up, annoyed with the idea of letting me go. Sara moved to the back of the tree and released the belt from around my wrists. Sweating profusely and breathing heavily I slumped forward onto the ground, my two attackers standing over me as I tried to regain my composure. Upon catching my breath I stood up and leaned against the tree.
“So what are you going to say to my mom about this. Uh, Eric.” Angela stepped up to me and placed her hands on my hips, she leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Well?”
“N-nothing.” I took in a huge breathe of air. “I – I won’t …. say …. a word.”
“Good boy. Or else you know what will happen.” Angela licked my ear, turned around and giggled girlishly.
“Now what do we do?” Sara stood with her hands on her hips.
“Well, I bet if we help Eric here gather up his clothes he wouldn’t mind giving us a ride to my apartment. After all we are neighbors and such good friends now.” Angela smiled innocently. “Isn’t that right?”
“Of course Angel, anything you say.”
-IP
Neighbor Girl
I had always enjoyed taking walks through the woods it was a great way for me to clear my mind after a long day. And considering it was a warm early fall day I thought it would be no different, boy was I mistaken. It had started off normally enough; I had started driving out to a little wooded area a few minutes away from my apartment. There was a place behind an old hospital, it was quiet and peaceful I could sit for hours at a time and listen to the water of the stream, and I never saw anyone else around.
I had only been walking for about ten minutes when I noticed a distinct odor in the air. Some of my friends liked to smoke pot on occasion so I was pretty familiar with the smell. I crept forward slowly through the trees and down into a small marsh area by the side of the river. In a small clearing just a few feet ahead of me I could see my neighbors’ 19-year old daughter smoking pot with one of her friends. The girls’ name was Angela but all her friends call her Angel, which was ironic since she was certainly not.
I would hear the arguments between her and her mother from across the hall, she was always getting into trouble at school, and staying out all night with her friends. Her mother had talked with me briefly about it after a heated battle that could have been heard throughout the whole building. As for Angel herself, she would always walk around the building and loved to tease the male tenants. Wearing the most revealing clothes I had ever seen and she always walked around barefoot, even in the winter months she could be seen traveling the apartment complex in nothing more than a t-shirt, low rise shorts and no shoes. Today was no different; she was wearing what appeared to be a short button-up vest without a shirt underneath, khaki shorts, and sandals.
I could overhear their conversation, Angel telling her friend that her mom has had enough of her screw-ups and one more mistake she is getting shipped out to a boot camp. To my surprise she actually talked about it with worry in her voice, she continues to tell her friend about the school between puffs of smoke. I remain in my position about fifteen minutes longer, listening them go on, when I get a massive cramp in my leg. I slowly begin to standup and try to stretch it out, when I accidentally step down on a branch breaking it in half. I immediately freeze in position hoping that they didn’t hear me. I can see them tossing away the joint and pointing over in my direction.
“Hey there is someone over in the marsh.” Angela’s friend says pointing at me.
I quietly curse to myself and start to take off; unfortunately in my haste I stepped down into the soft ground near the river and feel my shoe sink down into the mud over my calf. I pull as hard as I can but it is no use, suddenly I feel a weight crash into my body my foot slides out of my shoe and I skid across the grass.
“Nice tackle Sara, who do we have here?” Angela comes strolling up to the two of us lying on the ground. “Hello Eric, nice day for a walk in the woods huh?”
All I can do is look up at her from the flat of my back, watching her smile back at me.
“Now you didn’t see us doing anything over there did you?”
“What like smoking pot when you are on probation for possession anyway? No of course not.” I tried to remain as calm as I could after having just been busted and having her friend lying on top of me.
“Well my aren’t you just a little too defiant for your own good.” She looked down at me with superiority in her eyes. “But I think we can come to an agreement. Sara bring our little guest over to that tree.”
I struggled as hard as I could but between the two of them they overpowered me. They pulled me over two a nearby tree and sat me up against it stretching my arms behind the tree trunk and tying them together with Sara’s belt, securing my hands and pressing my back into the trunk of the tree. Angela straddled me, sitting on my thighs so I could not move my legs.
“You know Eric I have always had a thing for you, I always thought you were cute.” She flashed me a smile and batted her eyes.
“Oh please you tease and play games with all of the guys in the building. You’re just a little child.”
“Excuse me. You are only five years older than me, don’t you call me a child. Besides those other guys are just for fun, you are the one that gets me going.” She reaches up and unsnaps the first three buttons on her vest exposing enough cleavage for it to be no mistake she wasn’t wearing a bra. “I have seen the way you look at me in the halls, I know you feel it too.” She moves both hands up over my thighs, caressing and slipping her fingers up under the hem of my shorts. I started to protest but she placed her hand over my mouth.
“Don’t talk Eric, it will do you no good anyway, just go with it.” She moved her hands over my chest and undid the buttons on my shirt, sliding her hands in against my skin she began to massage my chest and shoulders.
“Your mother is going to send you away for sure after I tell her about this.” I bucked my hips and sent her over onto her side.
Angela looked stared at me with a mix of fear and anger, gathering herself up she jumped back down straddling my hips and looked me right in the eye. “That was not the right thing to say.” Turning her head back to her friend. “Sara sit on his calves, our boy has decided not to play ball.” She turns her attention back in my direction. “I tried to do it nicely, I thought we could reach an agreement, but then you had to go and threaten to tell my mom.” She placed her hands on my chest and leaned in to me. “Now I have to come up with something that will make you agree with me.” Then she slid her hands down across my belly.
“Ahhh. Hey, hey don’t do that.” I gasped in surprise as she inadvertently tickled my stomach.
Angela starred back at me her expression went from fear and anger to surprised and sadistic. “Oh ho ho, what is that all about?”
“Nothing, I just want you to let me go. I promise I won’t tell anyone.”
“That is a pretty quick change of heart, and yet somehow I don’t believe a word of it.”
“No it is the truth, I swear, I won’t tell anyone.”
“Oh I know you won’t.” A mischievous grin swept across her face. “Hey Sara, I think our little boy here is ticklish. Maybe we can make arrangements after all.” My eyes became filled with terror. “I will give you one last chance to convince me.” Angela flexed her hands and cracked her knuckles.
“I promise I won’t tell your mother. I won’t tell anyone, just let me go.”
“Nope.” She said starring at me with crazy eyes. “I’m not buying it. Plus you didn’t say please.” She ran her nails across my chest, up and down my ribs, and finally settled in to attack my armpits.
I couldn’t do anything but laugh, I pulled with all my strength to free my hands but it was no use. The assault was relentless, I could feel all ten nails digging and scratching my armpits while I just sat there laughing uncontrollably. After about five minutes I managed to yell out for her to stop. After a couple more tickles she stopped, I tried to regain my breath and stop my heart from jumping out of my chest.
“Well now what? That doesn’t quite seem to do it.” Angela sat back and placed her hands on her hips.
“Well, we could get rid of his clothes and make him walk back nude. That would be fun.” Sara looked back to me and licked her lips as she stroked my calf.
“I know we will play a game. If you can last twenty minutes without telling us to stop we will untie you. But if you tell us to stop we start back at the beginning and add five minutes to the time. What do you think Sara?”
“I think if we have to stop and add time, then we get to take off a piece of clothing.” Sara continued to rub my calf and stare at me.
“What is it with you and trying to get him naked?” Angela laughed as she glanced back at Sara.
“What? He is hot and we already got him tied to the tree. Besides he was spying on us and we should teach him a lesson.”
“Ok you got me convinced. You got that Eric, you call stop you get five more minutes and one less piece of clothing.
“Hey wait a minute now. This is going to far, you girls need to let me go right now.” I really didn’t think that they would take it this far and I was starting to get worried. “I swear to God, let me go right now or I will see both of you little bitches in jail.”
“You just don’t get it do you Eric, we are in control, you will do what we want or we will keep you tied to this tree for the next ten hours. And believe me, keeping your clothes on will be the last thought in your head. Sara and I have many other female friends who would love to come out here to the middle of nowhere, and tickle your dumb ass senseless just to keep you from talking. So behave.”
I knew I was screwed, there was no way I would be able to mentally survive an onslaught of all of Sara and Angela’s friends. I decided it would be best to try and maintain myself through the 20 minutes of tickling.
“Alright Eric are you ready?” Angela couldn’t keep from smiling; she loved this far too much. “Sara mark time for twenty-five minutes.”
“Wait, twenty-five minutes you said we start at twenty.” I couldn’t figure out what kind of game she was playing.
“Yes but you told us to stop, which adds five minutes.” Angela just kept smiling more than humanly possible.
“And he loses some clothes now he he he he.” Sara chimed as I set in for the worst experience of my life. “Now the question is, what do we remove? Oh I know.” I could feel Sara slip her fingers into the top of my sock and slowly slid it down to my ankle. I knew she was doing this to torture me; her smooth fingers lifted the sock up and off my heel pulling it clean away. I could feel the cool breeze move around my toes as I flexed them and tried to shake her hands away. “Now lets just get rid of this muddy old thing.” I watched as she balled up my sock and tossed it off into the marsh.
Sara sat on my shins making both legs totally immobile. “Twenty-five minutes starting now.” Sara quickly scrambled all ten fingers over my sole and under my toes; the shock caught me off guard and was too much.
“AH NO STOP!” I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I knew I would never be able to last through this.
Angela looked rather disappointed. “Oh come on Eric this isn’t even going to be a challenge. Ok Sara you broke him too fast, give him a break he is gonna need it.” After about a minute they set back to work. “Ok Sara 30 minutes, and just for fun toss his other shoe in the swamp.” Sara grabbed my shoe and tugged until it came free. Unfortunately, this shoe came off the more effort and pulled my sock halfway off my foot. Sara didn’t even think twice she stripped my foot bare, I could hear the sharp slap as my shoe hit the wet ground around the swamp, with my sock close behind. They both laid into me with great excitement, Angela tickled my ribs and armpits counting out each rib as she went along. Sara flicked and teased my soles with her long nails, scratching back and forth across my arches and the balls of my feet. They seemed to just suck the energy right out of my body; I had no control over myself, slumped against that tree laughing like a madman.
Sara flicked her nails under my toes and methodically traced every wrinkle of my soles with her other hand. She switched between slow continuous movements and fast aggressive attacks, my mind was on overload from the sensations I was feeling. Meanwhile, Angela clawed into my armpits like she was digging for gold, scratching from my armpits down to my ribs. From there she would dig in and tease every rib one at a time, as she traveled down to my bellybutton. I held firm, laughing and yelling but always making sure to not call for them to stop.
“How much time is left on the clock?” Angela called back to Sara and not missing a beat of her attack.
“Only three minutes.”
“Wow he is doing much better this time. We might have to let him go.”
I was overjoyed at hearing this news all I had to do was hold out for less than three minutes and I would be free.
“But I don’t want to let him go, I like playing with him.” Sara sounded disappointed.
“Then I guess we should think of something fast, only another minute to go.”
And with that being said I suddenly felt this hot, wet, snake-like thing slithering around my toes, slipping in between them and all over my foot, it was too much to bear.
“SSSSTTTTOOOOPPPP! Please stop I can’t take anymore.” I could barely breathe by the end of the torture.
“Wow, that was close. What did you do to him Sara?”
“I just started to suck on his toes. And that seemed to work just fine.” Sara looked up to me grinned and drug her tongue over the tops of my toes one more time.
“Well let’s see Eric, you now owe us thirty-five minutes and lets say your shorts as well.”
“Alright, now we are getting to the good stuff.” A look of absolute glee washed over Sara’s face. I couldn’t even think straight let alone try and resist. All I could do was lay helplessly against that tree, and watch the events unfold before me.
“Here help me get these off him.” Angela ordered as she loosened my belt, unhooked the button, and slowly pulled the zipper down revealing my black boxers to her and her friend. “You know I have been dreaming of a moment like this for a long time. I would think about it at school, at home, hell I would even think about it in church. If you knew how many nights I have stayed awake thinking of this exact thing, you would be more grateful for the time we have had today.” Angela finished loosening my shorts and stood on my left side with Sara on my right. They each grabbed a hold of the hem. “Let’s lose these things what do you say.” Sara grinned as she spoke to Angela and with one strong pull I popped up into the air as my shorts were torn from my legs. Unfortunately as I fell back down my shirt had gotten hooked on a stub of the tree and had ripped a large hole in the back. The breeze swept across my legs as both girls stood there with their trophy.
“Oh look Sara,” Angela pointed down to me. “It looks like we pulled to hard.” Still out of it from all of the tickling I was just put through, I didn’t realize that my boxers had slid down my hips and were barely covering my butt.
Sara glared down to me. “I don’t think we pulled hard enough.”
“Well back to work.” Angela dropped my shorts by a tree, and sat across my thighs again. She leaned against my chest and rested her head on my shoulder. “I really am having a lot of fun. So much fun that I think I will keep you out here for a while.”
“Please.” I gasped still out of breath. “I won’t tell your mom I promise, nobody has to know this ever happened.” I was hoping I could still convince her that her secret was safe with me and she would just let me go.
“It’s not about that anymore. I know you won’t tell her anything. Because if you do Sara and I will break into your apartment, tie you up and make ourselves a little tickling video.” I could feel her hot breath in my ear as she spoke. “No, I trust you Eric. You can’t afford to have me not.” She moved her hands across my sides and behind my back. “Oh, what is this. It seems as if you ripped your shirt. Well I guess that means you forfeit that piece of clothing.” She licked my ear and sat up. Shivers ran down my spine, as I knew what was going to happen next. Angela reached up behind me and began to rip my shirt off my back; the thin fabric didn’t give much in the way of resistance. She tossed the shredded remains of my shirt off into the bushes, leaving with nothing to protect me but my boxers.
“Sara set your timer for 35 minutes. Though I don’t think he will last ten.” Angela smirked.
“If you let me do it right he won’t last two.” Sara grinned ear to ear and flicked her tongue across my toes.
“Ahhh! Staahhh.” I blurted out in shock.
“What was that? Did you say ‘stop’?” Angela traced her fingers around my stomach dipping below the elastic waistband. “You know what that means.”
“I didn’t say it. It doesn’t count.” I protested fearfully.
“Okay, but you have to be more careful about what you say.” Angela sat back on my thighs. “Ready Sara? Start the timer.” Switching tactics Sara began to lightly scratch behind my knees. Angela just sat and watched me squirm. Five minutes had gone by when Angela swung her legs out from under her and wrapped them around my waist lowering all her weight onto my hips.
“Hey Sara tickle a little harder, I want you to make him bounce more.”
“Oh you dirty little slut, how dare you try to get off while I do all the work.”
“Just do it.” Sara increased the speed of her assault, as Angela tightened her legs around my waist. She seemed to be enjoying this a little too much. She slid her hands up my sides, leaned her body against mine, and tried frantically to swallow my tongue. I was beyond sensory overload at this point it was all a blur. But at least with her tongue in my mouth I knew I couldn’t say to stop.
“Angela I hate to ruin your moment, but we only have a couple minutes before time is up. Would you like to help me out at all?”
“Why Sara?” Angela was sweating after our little make out session. “Why do you have to bust things up like that? How much time is left?”
“About a minute.”
“Fine let’s finish this. Switch me spots.” Angela sat down on my calves and attacked my soles without mercy.
“Alright enough messing around, I got you now tough guy.” Sara straddled my knees slipped her hands up my boxers and assaulted my inner thighs. I laughed like I never had in my whole life, but if I could just make it a little while longer.
“Beep, beep, beep.” The timer on Sara’s watch had just gone off.
“Aww shit. He made it, we have to untie him.” Sara stood up, annoyed with the idea of letting me go. Sara moved to the back of the tree and released the belt from around my wrists. Sweating profusely and breathing heavily I slumped forward onto the ground, my two attackers standing over me as I tried to regain my composure. Upon catching my breath I stood up and leaned against the tree.
“So what are you going to say to my mom about this. Uh, Eric.” Angela stepped up to me and placed her hands on my hips, she leaned in and whispered in my ear. “Well?”
“N-nothing.” I took in a huge breathe of air. “I – I won’t …. say …. a word.”
“Good boy. Or else you know what will happen.” Angela licked my ear, turned around and giggled girlishly.
“Now what do we do?” Sara stood with her hands on her hips.
“Well, I bet if we help Eric here gather up his clothes he wouldn’t mind giving us a ride to my apartment. After all we are neighbors and such good friends now.” Angela smiled innocently. “Isn’t that right?”
“Of course Angel, anything you say.”
