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Subject: NANCY'S TICKLISH ORDEAL 1 (ped, bdsm, abuse)
Date: Sun, 22 Aug 2004 14:24:04 -0700
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NANCY'S TICKLISH ORDEAL 1 (ped, bdsm, abuse)
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
Next Time: Nancy touches my penis for the first time.
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