Tricked By My Best Friends
(Published on Saturday, April 26, 2003)
This story was submitted by Tower982002@yahoo.com.

I live in an apartment with my best friend, Dixie. The apartment is just a mile from where we go to school. Dixie is a cheerful girl who doesn’t like to put on makeup; she would rather just go out and be herself. Lately she has been on my case telling me I should not worry about my appearance so much, "Just be you."  She is very attractive. Don’t get me wrong. Dixie has short brown hair with an athletic build and she is 5'8" with some great size 5 feet. Lately she has been hanging out with a couple girls, Meagan and Donna.

Dixie wanted to go out for the basketball team next year, and she liked to hang out with some members of the team. I have come home a lot and found them all tickling each other, which freaks me out because I’m am very ticklish. Donna was frustrated with me because I would never get into tickle fights with her. I yelled at her yesterday because she was always asking me, "Where would you like to tickle me? Have you ever tickled someone really good?" She had a big tickling fetish! Just the thought of someone tickling me gets me laughing. Dixie liked poking me in the sides once in a while, but she never took it far. These girls would tickle each other 'til they cried. I know Dixie loved to tickle, so I’m not surprised they all were friends.

Megan was a star on the basketball team. She is a guard on the team. At 5'6", she has a tough look, but has a warm personality. Donna is more of a girl that reminds me of a prisoner, always looking to take advantage of a weakness. Donna was more of a tomboy. I was weary of her, and told Dixie more then once to be careful around her. I was the prettiest of the group. At 5'9", I was the tallest and my size 9 feet were taken well care of.  I caught Dixie starring at my feet every time I went barefoot.  I am a healthy thin girl. I take good care of myself.

As I entered the apartment, I heard Dixie laughing uncontrollable, I stopped at the door and listened as I heard Meagan saying, "Say the word. Say it to stop the tickling."

I moved slowly to the bedroom and saw Dixie tied spread eagle on the bed. Donna was sitting next to her and tickling her ribs and armpit. Megan was sitting at the end of the bed tickling her feet. Dixie’s face was bright red and she could barely laugh. "What are you doing to her," I asked?

"We're playing a tickle game," snapped Donna.

Megan told me to come see for myself.

"Dixie, are you okay?"

"Yes, it’s okay," she blurted out.

After she calmed down they explained to me that they were tickling her until she used a safe word for them to stop. I laughed at myself for thinking the worst. Dixie begged me to try to get her to say it.

"I don’t think so. This is more like torture."

"Just try it and see if you like it. If you get me to say the safe word I’ll do your laundry for a month."

That convinced me to try. I knew her belly was her most ticklish spot, so I wiggled my fingers to get her. Megan told me to try using my nails and try to move faster. Sure enough, Dixie started laughing.  This was okay. I tried digging all my fingers into her ribs and sides, and she jumped and I got her laughing hard now. I went from skeptical to believer in minutes. "This is for not cleaning the kitchen last week," I said as I continued tickling her sides.

Dixie started yelling, "I give, I give."

That was my cue to stop. "I just got into tickling you, and now you tell me to stop."

The girls released her and Dixie gave me hug. She was still trying to catch her breath as she told me it was my turn.

"No way," I said.

"My fun is over, but you tickled me."

Dixie started to hug me tighter as Megan and Donna grabbed my ankles. I knew they were not taking no for an answer, so I told them that I would try it. "You have to promise to let me go when I say so."

Dixie reassured me that they would. I was tempted to make a run for it. Megan and Donna manhandled me into the restraints. My ankles were quickly tied to each corner of the bed, spread-eagle like Dixie was. As they tied my wrists, I was thinking how lucky I was to be wearing socks and a long tee shirt. I wish I wasn’t wearing shorts though.

They asked if I was comfy. "Just tell me the safe word," I said.

Donna told me I had to take it a little. "You can’t just yell for us to stop."

"I’ll give her one," Dixie said. She leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Sucker!"

As I looked at her, she smiled. Was that the safe word or was I a sucker. Dixie pulled my T-shirt up to my neck and exposed my stomach.  She lightly tapped my stomach, and I laughed from anticipation. "You are ticklish," said Donna. "This is great."

Dixie was running her fingers around my belly button and lightly saying, "See? This isn’t as bad as you thought."

When she started poking inside my belly button, my body jumped. When I saw them all looking at me, I got scared. Then Dixie pounced on my ribs and I was screaming. I tried pulling on my restraints, but the more I pulled, the tighter it got. Now I started to panic because I could not get free. Then it ended.

"Your turn, Megan."

Megan started tickling the top of my legs. She had me squirming. I could handle this. After a couple minutes of her lightly tickling my legs, she started moving her fingers faster all long my legs. When she tickled behind my knees, I was laughing really hard.

"S s su kk sucker!!!!!!!!!!"

"Hahahhahahahahahahahaha!" They were all laughing when I said it.

"Stop!" I screamed with pure panic.

"Your turn Donna."

"No, wait. You promised to stop."

"We did. Now we're starting again, sucker."

They laughed again as I tried to get free again. I was terrified now. "I’m so ticklish. Please stop," I begged.

Dixie told me she wanted to tickle me for the longest time. "You don’t want to stop my dream from coming true, do you?"

I felt Donna pull off my left sock. "Please. Not my feet! Please. I’ll do anything. Ha ha ha ha ha n n nono no." My mind exploded with ticklish feeling. Donna was tickling my sole. My god! "Sucker!" I yelled out. I tried shaking her off of my foot, but every time I moved my foot, she followed me. When I scrunched my toes forward, she used one hand to hold them back and the other to tickle my feet.  Finally she stopped.

Dixie pulled off my other sock and started tickling that one. The only thing I could do was let them tickle me. They took turns tickling me until I could barely laugh, and then they would tickle me lightly until I was ready for more heavy tickling. How could my best friend be so mean?

"Joanne, I bet you like this don’t you?" asked Donna.

"Let me go, you bitches!" I shot back!

Donna asked Dixie where she thought I was the most ticklish. "I remember her telling me that her sisters once tickled her armpits so much, she almost passed out. You take one, and I’ll take the other. Meagan, you can tickle her sides."

"No, please, stop!" I begged. "HA HA HA HA no no no," was all I could get out. The fingers stroking my smooth underarms sent me over the edge. All I could do was to laugh and scream. I was so tired from the tickling that I lost my will to fight it. They kept egging each other on.

"You can go faster," said Megan.

"I’m making her laugh more," replied Donna.

When Megan tickled my belly button, I thought my bladder was going to explode. Dixie and Donna used one hand to tickle my pits, and the other to tickle my ribs. Megan was tickling my stomach and my crotch. Even with my shorts on, the tickling on my crotch was devastating. In a matter of seconds, my biggest fear happened. I wet myself. This made me cry. I was embarrassed. All I could do was cry.

They gave each other high fives, and Donna told Dixie, "See? I told you that you could make someone pee. Not everyone gets off on it."

Dixie freed my wrists, and Megan released my ankles as I wept. Dixie tried to give me a hug, but I pushed her away. "I hate you," I said. They all laughed at me.

"You were laughing so hard, we thought you liked it. Hey Meagan, how ticklish would she be with no clothes on?" asked Donna?

Fearing the worst, I kicked Megan out of the bed and ran for the door. Donna was behind me yelling, "The girl's got some spunk!"

As I was turning the doorknob, Donna laid her fingers into my sides and I almost fell to the ground. I was able to push her away, so I ran to my room. If I could just make it to the safety of my room! Then Megan tackled me. I quickly found myself on my back with her kneeling on my arms, which were pinned next to my head. Donna straddled my waist, and Dixie sat facing my feet with her legs wrapped around mine. I gave it everything I had left to get free. They just kept saying, "That’s right. Tire yourself out."

Then Donna started again with the tickling of my ribs, tummy, and hips. I was getting frantic. There was no way I could move these girls off of me. Meagan used a couple fingers on my armpits again saying, "You should not have kicked me honey. Now you'll get it."

Dixie used her tongue to lick the tops of my toes, which put me into a desperate state of mind. I was in tickle hell. I was reduced to such a state, I never felt my pants being undone. When I felt the cold hands of Donna start tickling my thighs, I figured they took off my undergarments. Megan pulled off my shirt and bra. There was noting I could do to stop her. Megan told them all to look at my nipples.

"She's wet. She likes it."

I don’t know why, but I was getting turned on from being naked in front of all the girls. Dixie was licking my feet, which kept up a maddening tickle sensation on my feet. Megan and Donna each laid an arm of mine on the floor, and lay on my arm. They started blowing in my ear, and they each took a breast to tickle. When they started kissing my face, and licking my ears, it added to the tickling of the foot licking which gave me my first orgasm. They kept tickling me as my body shook and erupted. I had tears running down my face. This was a great feeling.

When I stopped shaking, Megan lay on my upper body with her head at my pussy. As she started pulling on my hair down there, I was getting aroused again. Dixie was sucking my toes now, which made me laugh really hard. Donna pulled down her shorts and sat on my face. As she wiggled around on me, forcing me to smell her womanhood, she began to tickle my armpits again. Megan was licking my clit. I had so many feelings going through my head, I thought I was going to pass out. Having Donna’s juice all over my face was really turning me on. I tried thrusting myself into Megan’s mouth, so she would finish me, and she just kept playing with me. Dixie was biting my toes and tickling my other foot with her fingers. I was screaming at the top of my lungs from all of the maddening feelings I had. Megan was finally going to finish me off when someone was knocking on the door.

It was my neighbor Janelle. "Is everything okay? It sounds like some one is having a breakdown."

"Hi," Meagan said, "How have you been?"

I found out Megan and Janelle were good friends. I wanted to get up, but I couldn't move. Janelle was shocked to see me like this, naked and out of breath. "You two always did like to tickle people into insanity. Can I help?"

I wanted them to finish me off. There was no way I could let them tickle me like they did before though. Janelle looked like she was an athlete as well. She was tall with small boobs and long legs and arms. I didn’t know her too well. Now I will get to know her well.

"Lets tie her back on the bed," Donna said.

As Dixie took my hands and led me to her bedroom, I snapped and felt that I had to run. Dixie was not holding me tightly, so it was easy breaking her grip. Megan was standing in front of me when I turned, and she tickled my belly saying, "Run, Joanne, run!"

Someone tickled my ribs from behind. I ran for the kitchen. Donna ran into the other entrance to the kitchen, and placed me in a bear hug. I was too tired to break free, and someone quickly took advantage of the situation. Dixie was sitting on the floor behind me tickling my legs. Megan tickled my butt, and Janelle just watched. I was crying, as I could feel myself totally in their hands. When Janelle took my right hand, held it in the air, and started tickling my underarms, I went ballistic. Donna let me go. I fell to he ground, but was able to crawl away.

Just when I was going to get up, Dixie grabbed my foot and began tickling me. Then someone had my other foot, and the tickling was having its effect on me. Now someone was tickling behind my knees. I was laughing so hard, I thought I would explode.Then someone was tickling my butt again. After they reduced me to silent laughter, they stopped so I could catch my breath. Both my ankles were being held tightly, as they decided to drag me into the bedroom.

"Please," I begged. "I can’t take any more."

"You have to," said Janelle. "I need some tickling. I just got here."

They all picked me up and laid me on my stomach. There was no use fighting it any more, I figured. When they had me restrained, they all took their positions. I was spread-eagle on the bed, and waiting for the tickling to start. I didn’t have to wait long. Dixie was drawing figures on my feet, as Janelle ran her fingers all over my other foot. Donna would run her fingers up and down my legs, stopping when she got a reaction, and then she would work that spot over. Megan was gently running her fingers up and down my sensitive butt. There was no routine to get used to, as they changed tickling styles so often I was guessing.

Donna moved and tickled my hips. Now I was wiggling all over. The tickling was driving me crazy, and yet, I still wanted someone to get me off. Then it stopped. I thought they were done. All of a sudden I felt my heels, and the tops and bottoms of my feet, all being tickled at once. They kept tickling as I was screaming for them to stop. I quickly lost the ability to speak. I was reduced to silent laughter as I thought I couldn’t take this anymore. My world was going black as they finally stopped. I was so out of it, I never noticed that they rolled me over on my back and retied me.

"You must like this. You didn’t even put up a fight that time."

Didn’t they know I was totally out of it? Just when I was going to beg for mercy, the tickling assault continued. Dixie was still working on my feet. She must be in love with them. Megan was straddling my waist, as she tickled my hips and tummy. Janelle was sitting next to me, tickling my side and ribs.  Donna was between my legs tickling me into insanity. Again, my feet were being licked and my toes nibbled on. Janelle was sucking on my nipples, as she continued working on my ribs. I could feel Donna stick her finger in me just a little.

"Do it," I was able to get out.

If she didn’t get me off soon, I would die. My body was turning into a ticklish heap. They were taking satisfaction in tickling me into orgasm. They enjoyed controlling me sexually. Megan was working my tummy and breasts with joy. Janelle was tickling both armpits, as I was again tickled into a state that left me voiceless. As Donna was eating me, my body exploded with relief, as I was tickled unconscious.

A short time later, I could hear everyone saying good-bye to Dixie. "We have to do this again," said Janelle. "Have a good night, guys."

When Dixie came back in, I asked why I was still tied? "I have wanted to tickle you since last year. I want tonight to make up for it. I’ll make sure you enjoy it."

As she laid on me, and kissed me, I waited for the torture to continue.