Kari’s Tickle Torture (a Fictional Story)

It was well into the first week of Tony’s visit from England. He had been staying with Kari all this time, having first met her on an Internet Website. By now, they were getting to know each other quite well.

Thursday was a warm summer’s day so Kari and Tony agreed to spend the day sunbathing in the backyard. Little did Kari know, but her new friend from England was already hatching a plan. Little did Tony realise that his beautiful companion was craving exactly the kind of action that he had in mind!

Kari had already changed into her skimpy blue string bikini. Her swimsuit basically consisted of three triangles of material at the front and one at the back that barely covered her butt; all held together by thin straps of similar material.

In the living room, Kari checked herself in the mirror to make sure she looked okay. She could see the dark haired Englishman sneaking up on her in the corner of the mirror. Her heart began to beat faster with excitement when she saw the two short pieces of soft fluffy cord in his hand. Tony gently wrestled Kari to the soft deep pile carpet on the floor. The beautiful brunette feigned a struggle whilst quietly shouting “No, no, stop!” Kari shouted quietly because she didn’t really want anyone else to hear.

During the time that the two had communicated in the Net, together with the few days they had been together, Kari and Tony had built up a mutual trust. They had often talked about roll-play and had even agreed a “code word” that meant that things had gone far enough and that the game was over. Utter the special word and everything stops there. This is why Tony had ignored his “victim’s” cries to for him to stop, it was part of the roll-play and she hadn’t meant it.

In seconds Tony, dressed only in his swim-shorts ready for sunbathing, had secured Kari’s hands behind her back, checking to make sure that the soft rope was not too tight and that his bikini-clad playmate had good circulation in her fingers. He then moved on and tied Kari’s feet together. Tony had had no intentions of gagging his “victim”…how could she call the code word when necessary if she were? The beautiful American was now helpless and at Tony’s mercy.

At first, Tony sat back and admired his friend as she struggled and wriggled on the floor. He found this to be a huge turn-on. Kari felt surprisingly comfortable and secure in her bonds. Writhing, feigning a struggle for freedom as well as the feel of the soft carpet on her bare skin was a turn-on for her. She also liked the look of her guest’s broad chest, now that it was bared. She also noticed the light sprinkling of body hair around his shallow round navel.

After a few minutes of entertainment, Tony made his move. He started at Kari’s feet. First, Tony tickled her bare toes, then the soles of her feet. Kari began to laugh and giggle, wriggling and pulling against the soft cords a little more vigorously.

Moving up the legs, Tony gently caressed Kari’s calves, knees and thighs, only just touching the skin with the tips of his fingers. His fingernails lightly brushing her skin, causing electric shocks to zap along Kari’s nerves.

As he moved up Kari’s writhing body, Tony couldn’t help admiring her beautiful flat tummy with its deep belly button at the centre. Tony had always had a navel fetish, so the sight of this sexy dimple turned him on even more.

But he was to keep the best until last. Instead, Tony simply ran his fingers lightly up Kari’s sides and onto her shoulders. The tied up bikini-girl laughed at the tickling sensation on her delicate sides.

Tony saw tears start to form in Kari’s eyes. She had beautiful eyes, but Tony couldn’t see them now as they were closed tight. Kari’s pretty face was contorted with the wonderful feeling of pain and pleasure of the intense tickling.

The dark haired visitor concentrated on his “victim’s” arms, shoulders and neck now. Lightly running his finger tips over and around her bare skin. Kari could smell the musky scent of her tormentor’s body.

Patience is one thing, but there comes a time when you have to get to the nitty gritty. Kari, though enjoying the tickling so far, was willing her guest to start on her belly. The anticipation had been great, but her tummy wanted some action now. As for Tony, he could see his goal in the form of a vulnerable little hole in the centre of his “victim’s” toned flat belly. It was calling to him.

And so, Tony’s busy fingers moved to the area between the two halves of Kari’s bikini.

The handsome Brit thought how sexy Kari looked in her bikini as she struggled against the ropes. Kari though about how sexy it felt to be tied up in such a way, feeling so vulnerable, yet so safe. Her companion had even tied the bonds in such a way that there was no discomfort to her wrists or ankles despite all the writhing.

Suddenly, the young Californian was consumed in a flood of pleasure. Tony had moved his attention to her bare tummy and was rapidly moving his fingers, allowing the tips to lightly touch Kari’s belly skin and excite the nerve endings. She nearly screamed as she clenched her teeth and wriggled more that ever. Kari was absolutely helpless and unable to stop this wonderful torment. Her nerves screamed as they were subjected to a torrent of tickling.

Tony loved to see Kari’s tummy ripple and undulate as it vainly tried to escape his fingers. He then began to concentrate on small areas of Kari’s tummy. First the stomach, near his “victim’s” bikini top. Kari’s wriggling receded slightly. He moved to the sides and Kari screamed hysterically and cried, “No, no. Oh, no!” Very ticklish there, Tony thought. Next, the lower belly below the belly button was given attention. Kari wriggled and writhed for all her worth. Tears flowed down her face. All the time her lips were smiling, indicating the pleasure Tony’s “tickle-pet” was enjoying.

This went on for several long minutes. But then, things became more central. The first and second fingers of Tony’s right hand together with the thumb began to trace a circle around Kari’s belly button. Round and round they went as the “victim” moved her hips and pulled at the cord around her wrists. Tony then removed the navel stud from Kari’s pierced belly button.

Kari screamed loudly, though she hoped no-one outside the room heard, as Tony at long last plunged his index finger into her deep sexy belly button. The dark haired Brit felt the bumps and folds deep inside his captive’s navel and thought how sexy it felt.

He wiggled his finger inside Kari’s navel and she became hysterical with laughter. Tony then moved his finger round and round inside the sexy belly hole, as his “victim” writhed beneath him. Electric shocks shot around Kari’s nervous system creating pleasure impulses in other more intimate parts of her body. But the tickling sensation was still there, causing her to laugh wildly.

Working her navel with his right index finger, Tony then used the fingers of his left hand to tickle the other parts of Kari’s vulnerable belly. The American babe became a tornado of movement. Writhing, laughing, tears drenching her beautiful face, Kari was near the end. Finally, after many long minutes of relentless tickling, she tried to draw breath. It was difficult under the circumstances, the laughter made it difficult to breathe at all!

But with a great effort Kari managed to fill her tortured lungs and cry, “Sausages!” Another deep breath and she repeated, “SAUSAGES!!”

Tony recognised the code word and immediately stopped. He removed his fingers from Kari’s tummy and belly button and sat back, allowing his captive time to recover.

The bikini babe breathed heavily, tears still flowing from her eyes. “Would you like me to untie you now?” Tony asked softly. Kari nodded, unable to speak. Quick as a flash the ropes were removed and Kari sat up.

Tony had thoroughly enjoyed the session and so had Kari. She had always wanted to be tied up and tickled, but even she had no idea of how relentless her English captor would be. It would take a whole afternoon of sunbathing to recover…ready for the next session?

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