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"Tickle Spa! Feeling .... Ticklish? Need a Good Tickling? Come to Tickle Spa! Ticklish New Members accepted. Must be 18 or older."
Dalia looked at this message and smiled. "I bet Shirley must have sent this. She knows how ticklish I am!" Dalia smiled as tickly shivers went up her body.
The message added.. "Print this feather and come to the grand opening of ... Tickle Spa!"
Shirley came downstairs and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Whatcha looking at, kid?" she asked." Dalia smiled. "Did you sent this to me? ... Really ... Tickle Spa?!" Shirley ran her fingers along Dalia's ribs til Dalia giggled and moved away from Shirley's tickling touch.
"No.. Oh I might have. I know the owner. He came into my office for a license for Tickle Spa. I know how ticklish you are and how you like to try new types of tickling. I might have given him your email!" Shirley said with a mischievous smile. Shirley slipped her hands under Dalia's pajama top and begin light kneading along Dalia's ribs. Dalia squirmed away giggling, then leaned back into Shirley's fingertips.
Shirley ran her fingertips up Dalia's sides and slipped off her top revealing Dalia's bare, upper body waiting to be ravaged with tickling strokes. Dalia slid down off her chair and onto the floor, not trying to get away from Shirley. She straddled Dalia and began playful rib tickles sending Dalia into frantic squeals of laughter as she tried , not to hard, to get away from Shirley.
"S-S-STOP IT!" Dalia squealed. "PLEASE! QUIT IT!" Dalia shouted. "Say "Ticklish Uncle!" Shirley teased as she kept tickling Dalia's ribs and sides. "UNCLE! UNCLE..! TICKLISH UNCLE!!" Dalia shouted, hoping the tickling would stop.
Shirley laughed as she got off of Dalia. It took a minute for Dalia to stop giggling and catch her breath. "OOOOO! Too bad you aren't ticklish!!" Dalia shouted playfully.
Shirley and Dalia had known each other for two years. They met while working together on a project for their company, "New Ideas, Inc" They got together often for lunch or dinner, usually out. This last time, Shirley had invited Dalia to her apartment for dinner with the intention of finding out how ticklish Dalia really was. Shirley had found out accidently that Dalia was ticklish. She slid her hands along Dalia's ribs while passing her at work to move Dalia aside. Dalia shrieked and quickly moved away. Shirley smiled. "What's the matter, kid?" she asked. "Ticklish?" Dalia smiled sheepishly. "I am extremely, hopelessly ticklish! I always have been and was an easy target for my sisters growing up." she explained.
"Really?!" Shirley said. "I thought you might be because of how protective you are of your body when we are around each other." Dalia smiled. "You have told me many times how you love to tickle people because you aren't ticklish and are protected from tickling retaliation."
Shirley smiled. "Yes... I never have been ticklish, though many have tried and been disappointed when I didn't dissolve in laughter. If I did tickle you, it would be under your terms and with a stop word. Are you game?"
Dalia thought for awhile. " Well ... we are going to share an apartment soon ... and I do care for you a great deal, so ... " and Dalia let it go at that.
Shirley smiled. "Are you saying you like me more than being my friend?" Dalia laughed. "Only as very close friends. Not in love lor anything like that!. "
And that's how the tickling relationship started between the two women.
Part 2 - "Welcome to Tickle Spa!"
Dalia printed the feather and drove to the address on the feather. She looked around before deciding to park and get out. The building resembled a spa on the outside, only with a multicolored feather on the door. She got out and went up to the door and rang the bell. The door opened and a well dressed middle aged man opened the door.
He smiled. "Are you Dalia?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "Yes. I am. How did you know?" she asked curiously. "My associate, Shirley mentioned that you were interested and would be by. Please come in."
Dalia looked around before walking through the door. She followed the man into a small parlor and sat down consciously, not knowing what to expect.
"My name is Adare and I am the owner and major tickler here. Shirley tells me you are outrageously ticklish. So tell me... Dalia ... how ticklish are you and where to do like to be or not like to be tickled."
Dalia relaxed as she began telling Adare about herself and her extreme ticklishness. Adare studied her face and body language as she talked about tickling and being tickled.
"Well ... it doesn't take much to get me giggling... only light strokes to anywhere on my body is enough to make me dissolve into laughter. If I am tickled long enough, I become aroused and even more ticklish." As Dalia spoke, she protectively kept her arms over her ribs.
Adare smiled. He knew after hearing all Dalia said how he was going to tickle her. "Let me explain Tickle Spa to you. Growing up, I was quite ticklish and loved being tickled, but there was no one or no place that I could go unless it was sexual to be tickled. I wasn't looking for sexual tickling, but eventually I was tickled until I became aroused. While I was in my state of arousal, my tickler kept tickling me. I became even more ticklish after arousal. It took quite awhile for the tickling sensation to wear off, which left me in a state of ticklish giggles.
As I got older, I began planning a place where others could be tickled and enjoy it. So ... Tickle Spa was born. I worked so I could raise enough money to buy the property to build Tickle Spa. I advertise to a unique group of people who are secretive about their being ticklish."
Dalia nodded. "Shirley is the only one who knows how ticklish I am and she loves tickling me! So .... show me around Tickle Spa."
Adare smiled. "First, my I tickle you?" Dalia pulled back, then said "OK, but ... " Adare knew what Dalia was going to say. "Don't worry, my dear. I will only be rib tickling you. If you want me to go further, tell me."
Dalia nodded cautiously and moved closer to Adare. He got up and had her stand up as well. "I am going to bind you to my restraints on the wall. " Dalia nodded and allowed Adare to restrain her. As he began opening her top, she started giggling. "I haven't started yet." Adare laughed. "I am giggling in ticklish anticipation!" she said.
Adare opened Dalia's shirt wide to expose her bare, upper body. He left her bra on for the moment until he gained her trust. I tied her arms up to expose her ribs and sides.
Without warning, Dalia began feeling light, tickles along her ribs, making her giggle. She began trying to squirm as Adare kneaded and tickled each rib. Her laughter got louder as he nibbled on her ribs. Adare moved his tongue to her armpits and began flicking the tip of his tongue along her smooth armpits.
Dalia shrieked as her giggles turned to hysterical laughter.
Shirley came to the door as Adare kept tickling Dalia. Adare motioned her to enter and take her place at Dalia's bare feet. Shirley ran her fingertips along Dalia's arches, tickling the sensitive skin. Dalia shrieked louder as Shirley kept tickling her arches, then the bottoms of her bare feet.
Adare smiled as he kept tickling Dalia. Then Shirley took to very tickly feathers and drew them between Dalia's toes. Shirley had began tickling Dalia's feet playfully one night and took out two feathers. Dalia's eyes widened as she told Shirley not to feather tickle her feet. "Oh I am only going to draw my feathers between your toes!" She exclaimed playfully. Dalia nearly died of hysterical, unabashed, ticklish laughter while Shirley teased and tickled in between her toes with the feathers.
Adare could see that Dalia was becoming too hysterical and having difficulty beathing. He motioned Shirley to stop and he stopped.
Dalia heaved as she continue to laugh. Eventually, the ticklish sensation wore off and Dalia was calm again.
Adare released Dalia from the restraints. She laid down on then floor, still giggling.
"You... you... fooled me! you ... tickled me... until ... I became .. hysterical!" she gasped.
After she calmed down, she got up from the floor and walked up behind Adare and whispered in his ear. "Let's see how ticklish you are!!"
Part 3 Tickling Adare
"If you like, my dear! I enjoy all forms of tickling!" Daria removed Adare's shirt to expose his bare upper body. She ran one finger down the middle of his back, eliciting giggles form Adare. Dalia moved her fingertips to his armpits and began stroking the skin around each armpit. Adare's body stiffened, then relaxed into Dalia's fingertips as she kept tickling him.
Adare laughed freely as he welcomed Dalia's tickles. He turned and asked her to tie his arms up over his head to the restraints on the wall. Dalia did just that and began tickling Adare's armpits playfully. Adare began giggling and squirming as Dalia kept tickling him.
Adare loved being tickled and couldn't get enough tickling as a child. He was an extremely ticklish child and got more so as he reached his teen years, then into adulthood.
He craved tickling by other boys in high school. They were only too glad to oblige. The boys would strip Adare and tie him to a large pole, his arms up over his head. The boys kept tickling and nibbling his ribs until Adare either got aroused or passed out from the tickling.
As he reached adulthood, Adare would look for male dates who would tickle him. Once they tickled him, he would oblige by tickling them in return.
Over the years, he bult up quite a group of friends who tickled him regularly.
Then he bean to meet women who were interested in dating him. He was only too happy to date them as long as they tickled him on the date. Over time, Tickle Sa was born. Adare had friends who were also ticklish. He wanted to have a place where they or he could go to be tickled. So Tickle Spa was born.
Dalia looked at this message and smiled. "I bet Shirley must have sent this. She knows how ticklish I am!" Dalia smiled as tickly shivers went up her body.
The message added.. "Print this feather and come to the grand opening of ... Tickle Spa!"
Shirley came downstairs and poured herself a cup of coffee. "Whatcha looking at, kid?" she asked." Dalia smiled. "Did you sent this to me? ... Really ... Tickle Spa?!" Shirley ran her fingers along Dalia's ribs til Dalia giggled and moved away from Shirley's tickling touch.
"No.. Oh I might have. I know the owner. He came into my office for a license for Tickle Spa. I know how ticklish you are and how you like to try new types of tickling. I might have given him your email!" Shirley said with a mischievous smile. Shirley slipped her hands under Dalia's pajama top and begin light kneading along Dalia's ribs. Dalia squirmed away giggling, then leaned back into Shirley's fingertips.
Shirley ran her fingertips up Dalia's sides and slipped off her top revealing Dalia's bare, upper body waiting to be ravaged with tickling strokes. Dalia slid down off her chair and onto the floor, not trying to get away from Shirley. She straddled Dalia and began playful rib tickles sending Dalia into frantic squeals of laughter as she tried , not to hard, to get away from Shirley.
"S-S-STOP IT!" Dalia squealed. "PLEASE! QUIT IT!" Dalia shouted. "Say "Ticklish Uncle!" Shirley teased as she kept tickling Dalia's ribs and sides. "UNCLE! UNCLE..! TICKLISH UNCLE!!" Dalia shouted, hoping the tickling would stop.
Shirley laughed as she got off of Dalia. It took a minute for Dalia to stop giggling and catch her breath. "OOOOO! Too bad you aren't ticklish!!" Dalia shouted playfully.
Shirley and Dalia had known each other for two years. They met while working together on a project for their company, "New Ideas, Inc" They got together often for lunch or dinner, usually out. This last time, Shirley had invited Dalia to her apartment for dinner with the intention of finding out how ticklish Dalia really was. Shirley had found out accidently that Dalia was ticklish. She slid her hands along Dalia's ribs while passing her at work to move Dalia aside. Dalia shrieked and quickly moved away. Shirley smiled. "What's the matter, kid?" she asked. "Ticklish?" Dalia smiled sheepishly. "I am extremely, hopelessly ticklish! I always have been and was an easy target for my sisters growing up." she explained.
"Really?!" Shirley said. "I thought you might be because of how protective you are of your body when we are around each other." Dalia smiled. "You have told me many times how you love to tickle people because you aren't ticklish and are protected from tickling retaliation."
Shirley smiled. "Yes... I never have been ticklish, though many have tried and been disappointed when I didn't dissolve in laughter. If I did tickle you, it would be under your terms and with a stop word. Are you game?"
Dalia thought for awhile. " Well ... we are going to share an apartment soon ... and I do care for you a great deal, so ... " and Dalia let it go at that.
Shirley smiled. "Are you saying you like me more than being my friend?" Dalia laughed. "Only as very close friends. Not in love lor anything like that!. "
And that's how the tickling relationship started between the two women.
Part 2 - "Welcome to Tickle Spa!"
Dalia printed the feather and drove to the address on the feather. She looked around before deciding to park and get out. The building resembled a spa on the outside, only with a multicolored feather on the door. She got out and went up to the door and rang the bell. The door opened and a well dressed middle aged man opened the door.
He smiled. "Are you Dalia?" he asked, already knowing the answer. "Yes. I am. How did you know?" she asked curiously. "My associate, Shirley mentioned that you were interested and would be by. Please come in."
Dalia looked around before walking through the door. She followed the man into a small parlor and sat down consciously, not knowing what to expect.
"My name is Adare and I am the owner and major tickler here. Shirley tells me you are outrageously ticklish. So tell me... Dalia ... how ticklish are you and where to do like to be or not like to be tickled."
Dalia relaxed as she began telling Adare about herself and her extreme ticklishness. Adare studied her face and body language as she talked about tickling and being tickled.
"Well ... it doesn't take much to get me giggling... only light strokes to anywhere on my body is enough to make me dissolve into laughter. If I am tickled long enough, I become aroused and even more ticklish." As Dalia spoke, she protectively kept her arms over her ribs.
Adare smiled. He knew after hearing all Dalia said how he was going to tickle her. "Let me explain Tickle Spa to you. Growing up, I was quite ticklish and loved being tickled, but there was no one or no place that I could go unless it was sexual to be tickled. I wasn't looking for sexual tickling, but eventually I was tickled until I became aroused. While I was in my state of arousal, my tickler kept tickling me. I became even more ticklish after arousal. It took quite awhile for the tickling sensation to wear off, which left me in a state of ticklish giggles.
As I got older, I began planning a place where others could be tickled and enjoy it. So ... Tickle Spa was born. I worked so I could raise enough money to buy the property to build Tickle Spa. I advertise to a unique group of people who are secretive about their being ticklish."
Dalia nodded. "Shirley is the only one who knows how ticklish I am and she loves tickling me! So .... show me around Tickle Spa."
Adare smiled. "First, my I tickle you?" Dalia pulled back, then said "OK, but ... " Adare knew what Dalia was going to say. "Don't worry, my dear. I will only be rib tickling you. If you want me to go further, tell me."
Dalia nodded cautiously and moved closer to Adare. He got up and had her stand up as well. "I am going to bind you to my restraints on the wall. " Dalia nodded and allowed Adare to restrain her. As he began opening her top, she started giggling. "I haven't started yet." Adare laughed. "I am giggling in ticklish anticipation!" she said.
Adare opened Dalia's shirt wide to expose her bare, upper body. He left her bra on for the moment until he gained her trust. I tied her arms up to expose her ribs and sides.
Without warning, Dalia began feeling light, tickles along her ribs, making her giggle. She began trying to squirm as Adare kneaded and tickled each rib. Her laughter got louder as he nibbled on her ribs. Adare moved his tongue to her armpits and began flicking the tip of his tongue along her smooth armpits.
Dalia shrieked as her giggles turned to hysterical laughter.
Shirley came to the door as Adare kept tickling Dalia. Adare motioned her to enter and take her place at Dalia's bare feet. Shirley ran her fingertips along Dalia's arches, tickling the sensitive skin. Dalia shrieked louder as Shirley kept tickling her arches, then the bottoms of her bare feet.
Adare smiled as he kept tickling Dalia. Then Shirley took to very tickly feathers and drew them between Dalia's toes. Shirley had began tickling Dalia's feet playfully one night and took out two feathers. Dalia's eyes widened as she told Shirley not to feather tickle her feet. "Oh I am only going to draw my feathers between your toes!" She exclaimed playfully. Dalia nearly died of hysterical, unabashed, ticklish laughter while Shirley teased and tickled in between her toes with the feathers.
Adare could see that Dalia was becoming too hysterical and having difficulty beathing. He motioned Shirley to stop and he stopped.
Dalia heaved as she continue to laugh. Eventually, the ticklish sensation wore off and Dalia was calm again.
Adare released Dalia from the restraints. She laid down on then floor, still giggling.
"You... you... fooled me! you ... tickled me... until ... I became .. hysterical!" she gasped.
After she calmed down, she got up from the floor and walked up behind Adare and whispered in his ear. "Let's see how ticklish you are!!"
Part 3 Tickling Adare
"If you like, my dear! I enjoy all forms of tickling!" Daria removed Adare's shirt to expose his bare upper body. She ran one finger down the middle of his back, eliciting giggles form Adare. Dalia moved her fingertips to his armpits and began stroking the skin around each armpit. Adare's body stiffened, then relaxed into Dalia's fingertips as she kept tickling him.
Adare laughed freely as he welcomed Dalia's tickles. He turned and asked her to tie his arms up over his head to the restraints on the wall. Dalia did just that and began tickling Adare's armpits playfully. Adare began giggling and squirming as Dalia kept tickling him.
Adare loved being tickled and couldn't get enough tickling as a child. He was an extremely ticklish child and got more so as he reached his teen years, then into adulthood.
He craved tickling by other boys in high school. They were only too glad to oblige. The boys would strip Adare and tie him to a large pole, his arms up over his head. The boys kept tickling and nibbling his ribs until Adare either got aroused or passed out from the tickling.
As he reached adulthood, Adare would look for male dates who would tickle him. Once they tickled him, he would oblige by tickling them in return.
Over the years, he bult up quite a group of friends who tickled him regularly.
Then he bean to meet women who were interested in dating him. He was only too happy to date them as long as they tickled him on the date. Over time, Tickle Sa was born. Adare had friends who were also ticklish. He wanted to have a place where they or he could go to be tickled. So Tickle Spa was born.
