NANCY'S TICKLISH ORDEAL

BY UNCLE BOB

[ part 1 ]

My name is Bob and I love tickling young girls. There’s something about their soft skin that gets me very fired up. I have a bunch of nieces and at one time or another I tickled them while they were tied up. I also introduced them into the world of erotic pleasures. Here is my first story I wanted to share on this site.

Nancy, at 12 was a bright, blue-eyed, blond-haired girl. Her skin was so soft it was like a cushion but Nancy wasn’t heavy. On the contrary, she was thin and gorgeous. Her bottom, waist and even little breasts hinted that this was goibng to be a knockout when she grows up. But at 12, she still had that youngster’s innocence. Oh, another thing about Nancy. She was VERY ticklish.

Nancy used to spend her summer days with me. I worked at home where I lived alone. One day she was dressed in a white sleeveless crop top and little red shorts and sandals. I was watching TV and she was a little antsy, throwing pillows at me to try and distract me from watching the Game. I had all I could take and I pulled her over my lap and tickled her ribs. Those ribs were really ticklish and I could feel them easily through her thin shirt. Nancy laughed like crazy and kicked her legs, yelling "Stop! Stop, Uncle Bob! That tickles!"

"Of course it tickles. That’s what I’m trying to do."

She was laughing and sliding back and forth over my lap until I got a huge bulge. It wold be hard NOT to notice it if you were a little girl rolling around with your bare belly against it. The tickling was getting me very excited and I found that I couldn’t stop. I grabbed her wrists and easily held both of them with my left hand. Then I pulled them up and away from her so that they were over her head. There was the belt from my bathrobe lying on the couch next to me so I grabbed it and quickly wrapped it around her wrists until he was unable to pull them apart. Then I lashed it around the arm of the couch. Now this young 12 year old beauty (did I mention that she had waist-length hair?) was face down on my lap with her arms over her head.

I managed to turn her around and she laid with the back of her head on my swollen cock and her arms were pulled tightly over her head. The hollows of her little underarms were so totally smooth that I couldn’t wait to tickle them. She was giggling and begging for release in her high girly voice. I raised my finger and lowered it slowly towards her armpit. Her eyes bugged out and she said, "NO! Not There! Please, Uncle Bob, Don’t tickle my arm!" I started moving my finger in a tickling motion bringing it closer and closer to her. She crossed her long, bare legs and it looked like she was trying to hold in a pee. Then I touched her soft skin. Her armpit was so smooth that it made my cock throb. I tickled her and the second my finger touched that skin she burst out into a fit of giggles. They were not screams but the cutest little girl giggles you ever heard. And boy was I loving it. She was squirming on my cock and I felt like I was gonna cum any minute as I took both hands and started tickling her smooth armpits. Her armpits were by far her most ticklish spots and she was squealing in little girl giggles moving her body around, massaging my cock.

"Who’s a ticklish girl? Who’s a ticklish girl?" I said. And also, "Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle tickle!" Over and over again.

This made her even more hysterical and she was begging me to stop tickling her and that she would do ANYTHING if I stopped. I repeated, "Who’s a ticklish girl?" as I tickled her smooth armpits, ever once in a while feeling her soft soft inner arm skin (which was also ticklish). She was pulling hard against her bonds but unable to lower her arms.

I bent down and nibbled her soft belly and licked her belly button and she squealed in laughter. I bit at her soft belly as my finger continued to tickle the sexy skin of her bare armpits. I was already so turned on by Nancy by seeing her in the past, that just the sight of her wearing a sleeveless shirt and lifting her arms to expose those 2 perfectly smooth armpits (that had not grown a single hair yet) was enough to almost make me cum on the spot. Now I was getting all my frustration out.

"Who’s a ticklish girl?"

"I am!!!! Heehehehehehehehehehehe!!!!!!!!" she giggled.

Her pulling at her bonds made her armpits hollow even more and I thrust my fingers up inside there making her scream in laughter.

Just then I came like a firecracker. I threw my head back and moaned. Nancy didn’t know or care what was happening because she was happy that I stopped tickling her.

Finally I untied her and made light of it so that she wouldn’t tell her parents.

"Come on, ticklish girl. I’ll buy you some ice cream." She forgot all about the tickling until the next time