Ramtickle2114
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After the first little bit of fun, I wanted to see how much more we could have. So, after a short swim, I thought that we would get her again, only much worse...
She was laying back on her lounge chair. I saw another opportunity, so we creeped up slowly, careful not to make noise or block her sun(girls always seem to notice that). We each got near her upper-body. Then, we struck! I got a hold of her arms, pulling them up above her head and sitting on them, my friend sitting on her knees, facing her. We did this so fast, she had no time to retaliate. She cried out,"Hey, what the hell are you doing?!?". We didn't answer."Get off me!". We then wasted no time. I started, immediatly finding her worst spot, her underarms. "Noooohahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" she screamed, as I slowly stroked her smooth hollows. I traced circles with my fingertips, slowly gliding in and around her oh-so-sensitive spot. "Hahahstahahapihithahahehehahaha,"she stammered her protests about the attack on her overly sensitive underarms, barely making them clear. "Why, you said that you weren't ticklish, remember?" I taunted. "Ihehliieedhahahahah," she giggled, as I began to tickle faster. "Are you sure?" I asked, sarcastically. "YehehessheeheeheeIhahaam," she said. I stopped for a moment, letting her breathe. "Okay, if you were lying, then we have to punish you," I said, tauntingly. "No please I'm sorry, don't tickle me anymore, I can't take!" she said with the cutest pleading voice. "I'm sorry, dem's da rules!" I said with a chuckle; giving her a reason to worry. "I won't lie to you anymore, so PLEASE let me go?" she asked in a cute flirty way. "PLEAEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAHA!" she was cut short when I nodded to my friend, signaling for him to begin tickling her thighs. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha(deep gasp) nooooohohhehehehahahahahahahahaha!" Her reaction was so funny. I watched as her tummy went up and down laughing, and noticed that with all her laughing and struggling, her breasts(which were rather large for her age) were bouncing as well. As I watched, I noticed that I was fully erect. "Crap!" I thought to myself, hoping she didn't notice. "Hahahahahahahahah(quite deep gasp) heheheeheehee(gasp)Icacahahantbrheheheeathe!" she managed to get out. So I told him to stop. "Now," I said, after she caught her breath,"you're gonna need a safeword.". I thought for a moment, then said,"Okay, how about 'pool'?". She nodded. "Alright," I said, but then I thought a second. Since she always wears a shirt and shorts over her bathing suit, I said,"Wait, how about this, each time you use the safeword, you get ten minutes to catch your breath, then you lose your shirt or shorts, your choice," she looked a bit startled as I layed out the rules, "then when both of them are gone, we have you for twenty-five straight minutes of tickling, no safe-word.". "No, please no, not that. I'll die!" she said, rather sarcastically, almost as if to stir us on. "Oh well, shall we?" I said to my friend. We started again, both at once this time, but in different spots, and much slower, to sensitize her. "No wait I'm not ready yet!" she said. Then she put on the cutest little show, struggling not to laugh. I tell you, thats something I'll never forget. She squirmed, bit her lip, and held her breath, frantically trying to keep from exploding. I slowly rubbed, poked, and prodded her belly, as my friend gently tickled her under the knees. She was in a horrible situation, and I could tell by her facial expression that she was seriously considering using up her first safeword. I nodded to my friend and we began tickling her worst spots again, except this time, we tickled hard and fast. I dove my fingers into her underarms and wiggled them madly while my friend went to work on her thighs. Whayever dignity she had about her control went away immediatly, and she exploded in an amazing storm of laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" The screams of laughter coming out of her were music to my ears, and encouraged me in my assault. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(gasp)HAHAHAHAHAPO,PO(deep gasp),POOL!" she screamed frantically struggling with the word that would save her from the torture temporarily. I was dissapointed that I had to stop, but thrilled about the fact that she was about to lose on of her overclothes. "Okay," I said as she panted, struggling to get back her composure," then it's time to choose which to lose. Shirt or shorts?" I asked with an excited voice. I found myself once again lokking at her breasts, rising up and falling down with each breath."Niether!" she said. "Now that's not fair," I said, teasingly, "choose quickly or we'll choose for you.". "Uhhh..." she said, having a hard time with it, "Uuummm...". I was very anxious at that point, for it was a win/win situation for us. If she said shorts, it would expose more of her incredibly ticklish thighs, and if she said shirt, her ribs and tummy would be out there(not to mention those jiggling breasts). "Uhhhh, shorts.". "Okay," we removed her shorts(grazing her hips, butt, and crotch),"Shall we start again?". Then she shocked me by doing the strangest thing, she nodded. Her face and eyes said that she was enjoying all this attention. So I told my friend to begin...
To Be Continued
She was laying back on her lounge chair. I saw another opportunity, so we creeped up slowly, careful not to make noise or block her sun(girls always seem to notice that). We each got near her upper-body. Then, we struck! I got a hold of her arms, pulling them up above her head and sitting on them, my friend sitting on her knees, facing her. We did this so fast, she had no time to retaliate. She cried out,"Hey, what the hell are you doing?!?". We didn't answer."Get off me!". We then wasted no time. I started, immediatly finding her worst spot, her underarms. "Noooohahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" she screamed, as I slowly stroked her smooth hollows. I traced circles with my fingertips, slowly gliding in and around her oh-so-sensitive spot. "Hahahstahahapihithahahehehahaha,"she stammered her protests about the attack on her overly sensitive underarms, barely making them clear. "Why, you said that you weren't ticklish, remember?" I taunted. "Ihehliieedhahahahah," she giggled, as I began to tickle faster. "Are you sure?" I asked, sarcastically. "YehehessheeheeheeIhahaam," she said. I stopped for a moment, letting her breathe. "Okay, if you were lying, then we have to punish you," I said, tauntingly. "No please I'm sorry, don't tickle me anymore, I can't take!" she said with the cutest pleading voice. "I'm sorry, dem's da rules!" I said with a chuckle; giving her a reason to worry. "I won't lie to you anymore, so PLEASE let me go?" she asked in a cute flirty way. "PLEAEHEEHEEHAHAHAHAHA!" she was cut short when I nodded to my friend, signaling for him to begin tickling her thighs. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha(deep gasp) nooooohohhehehehahahahahahahahaha!" Her reaction was so funny. I watched as her tummy went up and down laughing, and noticed that with all her laughing and struggling, her breasts(which were rather large for her age) were bouncing as well. As I watched, I noticed that I was fully erect. "Crap!" I thought to myself, hoping she didn't notice. "Hahahahahahahahah(quite deep gasp) heheheeheehee(gasp)Icacahahantbrheheheeathe!" she managed to get out. So I told him to stop. "Now," I said, after she caught her breath,"you're gonna need a safeword.". I thought for a moment, then said,"Okay, how about 'pool'?". She nodded. "Alright," I said, but then I thought a second. Since she always wears a shirt and shorts over her bathing suit, I said,"Wait, how about this, each time you use the safeword, you get ten minutes to catch your breath, then you lose your shirt or shorts, your choice," she looked a bit startled as I layed out the rules, "then when both of them are gone, we have you for twenty-five straight minutes of tickling, no safe-word.". "No, please no, not that. I'll die!" she said, rather sarcastically, almost as if to stir us on. "Oh well, shall we?" I said to my friend. We started again, both at once this time, but in different spots, and much slower, to sensitize her. "No wait I'm not ready yet!" she said. Then she put on the cutest little show, struggling not to laugh. I tell you, thats something I'll never forget. She squirmed, bit her lip, and held her breath, frantically trying to keep from exploding. I slowly rubbed, poked, and prodded her belly, as my friend gently tickled her under the knees. She was in a horrible situation, and I could tell by her facial expression that she was seriously considering using up her first safeword. I nodded to my friend and we began tickling her worst spots again, except this time, we tickled hard and fast. I dove my fingers into her underarms and wiggled them madly while my friend went to work on her thighs. Whayever dignity she had about her control went away immediatly, and she exploded in an amazing storm of laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!" The screams of laughter coming out of her were music to my ears, and encouraged me in my assault. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA(gasp)HAHAHAHAHAPO,PO(deep gasp),POOL!" she screamed frantically struggling with the word that would save her from the torture temporarily. I was dissapointed that I had to stop, but thrilled about the fact that she was about to lose on of her overclothes. "Okay," I said as she panted, struggling to get back her composure," then it's time to choose which to lose. Shirt or shorts?" I asked with an excited voice. I found myself once again lokking at her breasts, rising up and falling down with each breath."Niether!" she said. "Now that's not fair," I said, teasingly, "choose quickly or we'll choose for you.". "Uhhh..." she said, having a hard time with it, "Uuummm...". I was very anxious at that point, for it was a win/win situation for us. If she said shorts, it would expose more of her incredibly ticklish thighs, and if she said shirt, her ribs and tummy would be out there(not to mention those jiggling breasts). "Uhhhh, shorts.". "Okay," we removed her shorts(grazing her hips, butt, and crotch),"Shall we start again?". Then she shocked me by doing the strangest thing, she nodded. Her face and eyes said that she was enjoying all this attention. So I told my friend to begin...
To Be Continued
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