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Where There's A Will... F/M, M/F

• Thread starterPeterVincentTGVK

• Start dateJun 16, 2020

https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/where-theres-a-will-f-m-m-f.320066/

PeterVincentTGVK

Hey everyone, this is a story from my new collection, Jenni's Ticklish Tales, which can be found on lulu.com. Missing from this version is Jenni's personal bookends. I am proud of this one and feel that it will please all of my fans. It deals with the concept of a religious sect and some may be put off by it, but others will love it. PLease read and it you enjoy this, feel free purchase a download of the book!

“It’s just… I don’t know.” Austin had never been good at talking to his mom about certain things. He would have voiced such concerns to her dad, but the old man was out of town on business. Something told Austin that it was probably that her dad just felt awkward about the whole situation. Austin had just turned 18 the day before. It was an important day for many reasons. Not the least of which was that it signaled his entry into adulthood.

“Honey…” her mother, Tracy, was sitting at the table writing a letter to a friend. “I know that the idea might seem lurid. But every young man and woman must go through it. Just after her 18th birthday, your sister went through the same thing.”

“It’s just that some religions say that you have to wait until marriage.” Austin pointed out. He wasn’t wrong. But they weren’t Christians. They were Forwarders. The religion had been started over 100 years ago but now was commonplace in almost every town in the country. The Forwarders believed that life must have a cycle. That every man and woman must follow this cycle to achieve bliss. This meant that certain milestones in life had to occur on the same day for everyone. You were given your first car one week before your 17th birthday. You started schooling the fall of your 5th year. And once you turned 20, you were expected to start a family and begin the cycle for the next generation. One such event was about to take place for Austin: The loss of her virginity. It was to take place 2 days after the 18th birthday. For Forwarders, this consisted of a mentor or “Guider” to carry the teen through their first sexual experience. This was to prepare them for marital duties, but also to prevent against certain unforeseeable accidents in the future, and help filter romantic prospects. If it was discovered that a girl enjoyed being tied up, for example, her Guider would attempt to match her with a husband who liked to dominate. It all but eliminated the possibility of two people falling in love only to discover that they were not appropriate sexual matches for each other.

“Mindy is one of the best Guiders in the city.” Tracy told him. “Trained extensively in sexual arts. You’re father and I selected her based on not just her attractiveness, but also her reputation for discretion. Nothing that happens between you two will ever be known to anyone who doesn’t need to know. The Guider will only share such information with other Guiders so that you can be matched up to your best possible equal. Understand that in the times before this… adultery and venereal disease were so rampant in the world. Pornography was accessible to anyone with a phone or computer. This may seem immoral, but it is absolutely necessary to protect yourself and others.” Tracy tried to explain. “Your happiness and your health are the most important things.”

“I mean… what will happen tomorrow exactly?”

“Well, she will be here at 1. She’ll join you in your room and… well… the rest will be your business.”

Sure enough, it was 1 on the dot the next day when Austin was playing video games in his room and heard the knock at the door. He was panicky. Pausing her game and moving towards her bedroom door to try and listen. He had to peek up at the peephole in her door. For an 18 year old male, he was only just over 5 feet tall, something that many of his friends would tease her about on occasion. He was also very skinny, what her mom would say that he could hide behind a lamp.

“Hello, Mrs. Kinning.” She heard what She was sure was Mindy’s voice. She had not seen her before. She wondered what she would look like. Her voice sounded friendly enough. Cheerful. Chipper.

“Hello, Mindy. Thank you so much for coming.” She heard her mother greet her. “Do you need help with your bag?” Bag? What would she have brought with her? Austin felt a knot in her stomach. He felt like a kid in a doctor’s office, not like he was about to have an incredibly pleasurable experience.

“No thanks. I got it.” Mindy said. “You should be on your way now. Everything here is safe with me.”

“Okay, dear.” Austin heard her mom’s voice fading. “He’s just upstairs. First door on the left.” her mom was really leaving the house. It was just going to be her and this woman. “And if all else fails, remember what I told you.” those were the last words She heard her mom say before the door shut. What would she have told Mindy?

He stood against the door, waiting with baited breath. She heard footsteps coming up the stairs. They were coming closer and closer. her anxiety was peaking. What would She say? What would She do?

A nimble hand suddenly knocked Shave And A Haircut on her door, startling him.

“Ready or not, here I come.” The playful warning was followed by her opening the door herself. There she stood, barely a foot away from him. Certainly within arm’s reach. She was a bit pale. Her skin not quite the color of porcelain, but close. Her cheeks wore a faint shade of blush and her lips were ruby red. Her smile was bright and her brown hair was in curls. She wore black leggings with a matching black cami. She was a couple of inches taller than him but she was considerably buxom and her skin looked soft as satin. She must use lotions several times a day, she thought.

“Hi, Austin!” She dropped her duffel bag to the floor. “Ooo! What are you playing?” She gazed at her TV screen, walking past him and over to the foot of the bed where she took a seat. She looked over at him for a moment. “Well, are you gonna join me?”

“Yeah, sure.” She was not what She had expected at all. She felt more like the girl next door than some kind of intense seductress. “Yeah, it’s just Call of Duty.”

“WW2.” She specified. “My little brother plays it religiously. I’ve played with him a few times but I always get shot right away. You like video games?”

“Just a couple. I don’t have like, a vast variety or anything.”

“I’m still waiting for you to come and sit by me, you know.” She reminded her with a smile. She slowly walked over. her reluctance was more than a little noticeable. When he finally sat down, it was about two feet away from her. “Closer.” She told him. He felt frozen in place, unsure of what to do. She could sense his discomfort. “How about a deal?” She offered. “I’ll take off something. You take off something. By the time we are both naked, maybe you’ll feel a little more comfy. I’ll start.” She reached down and pulled off both of her black Nike’s. “Your turn.”

Austin thought about it for a bit and pulled her grey tee-shirt off and over her head, dropping it to the floor. He wasn’t buff, per se, but her slenderness meant that she could make out her rib cage a little and a faint six-pack.

“Trying to one-up me, huh?” She responded as if she was challenged. “Okay, then.” She took the bottom of her cami and pulled it off, exposing her large chest confined in a black bra.

“You have an advantage on me. I’m just wearing shorts and my boxers.” He told her. “I hadn’t bothered putting on shoes or socks today.”

“So I see.” She responded as if she didn’t care. She reached down again, slowly pulling her socks off, wiggling her toes and allowing Austin to see that her toe nails were bright red, just like her fingernails. “I just had them done this morning since I knew I was coming to see you.” She told him. “Your turn.”

“It’s just, uh...”

“They can’t be as silly as the person I saw last month with Power Ranger in his tighty whities.” She told him. “Come on, now, let me see your underwear.”

Austin cleared his throat as he trembled a little. She nodded. “Austin, sweetie, would like a drink to calm your nerves?” Austin nodded as he undid his belt and slid his cargo shorts off. his boxers were red. Almost as red as his face. “Drink up.” Austin took a sip. It tasted sweet, not so alcoholic. He gave out a girlish squeak. Redfaced, he decided to skull the lot in a manly way. As he put the cup now, he noticed it. His hands were daintier. And he looked down….to see breasts.

“Are you ready for these?” Mindy reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it drop down. Her breasts were hefty but firm. They were pale, like the rest of her, but her nipples were a soft pink. She saw them start to stiffen in the cool bedroom. She felt a twitch in her pussy as She stared at them, leaking. She moved her shoulders a little, letting her watch her boobs slightly swing. “Do you like them? They are not quite as big as yours.”

“Y-yeah. H-how…” She stammered before clearing her throat again.

“Good. And how is… I gave you a genderbender drug. I find nervous boys prefer to be girls when they do this.” She smirked, looking down at the one article of clothing that She still had on. “Your turn.”

There was no going back now. She knew that she had to do it. Then again, it’s not her body, it’s a woman’s body, she took a breathe and slid off her boxers. She looked down at her and then back up. “That’s better, isn’t it? Letting yourself breathe a bit?”

“Actually, I do feel better.” She admitted.

“Like taking off a band-aid.” She said, scooting closer to her. “It’s okay, you can touch me if you want to. That’s why I’m here.”

She felt her hands shake as She raised them, She brought them to her chest. Her breasts felt softer than they looked. They were warm. Her nipples were hard. She held them, squeezed them, fondled them… at one point she squirmed, just a little bit. She watched her pussy as She did this. It started to leak a little.

“You’re not hurting me.” She told her. “I like it.”

“It’s not you. I just feel… strange.”

“Let’s try something else.” She moved down to the floor, kneeling in front of her. She licked her lips slowly, and bent her head down. Soon, She felt her bury her face in Austin’s mound. It felt good but weird, like being hugged by a warm, wet… She couldn’t process it. It felt so new. And as good as she was with her tongue, she soon spasmed. She soon let her go and sat back up with her. Was that how sex felt for women? It felt amazing, but she also felt embarrassed.

“I’m sorry. I-”

“Don’t be. This is part of the reason why we do this. Better that you face this feeling of nervousness and insecurity now than later on with your future wife. I will never judge you, Austin.” She promised him. “But let’s talk about something. When you have fantasies, what happens in them? Do you imagine yourself with a certain kind of girl? Two girls? A guy?”

“No, I like girls.” She was quick to tell her.

“Then that’s a start.” She playfully nudged her. “What do you do with her? In your fantasies?”

“I don’t know. I feel like I’m more visual than anything else.”

“That’s not so strange. Men as a gender are. Even in the body of women. That’s why I let you see me before you touched me. You want to see the person you are with. See their body. See their face. I think that’s why you didn’t fully respond just now. And it actually makes sense, given something that your mother told me on the phone the other day.”

“I heard her say something about that earlier, just before she left. What was it? What did she tell you?”

“Oh?” She looked at her with mock accusation. “So you were eavesdropping, huh?”

“I didn’t mean to...”

“It’s okay. She told me that you have thin skin.”

Austin looked down at herself, confused.

“Oh, no. I didn’t mean like that. Trust me, that thing is going to make your future wife very happy. No, thin skin is an expression from where I grew up. It means you’re ticklish.”

Austin didn’t know what to say. All She managed to get out was a slurred, confused utterance.

“She said that when you were little, sometimes, she would pin you down and tickle you. And, more often than not, you would get hard. It’s nothing to be embarrassed about. It’s completely involuntary at that age. But, I thought that maybe...”

“What?”

“Put your feet up here in my lap.”

She was SUPER red now. But not seeing much of a choice, She did as She was told. She was sitting to her left. She lifted her right leg and pulled her ankles onto her left thigh before bringing her right leg back down. her feet weren’t completely locked into place. But it would take some effort to get them free. She reached her hand over to her soles and started to lightly tickle with fluttering nails.

“Hehehe. Hey now...”

“Looks like you’re still ticklish.” She laughed happily. “Gitchy goo...” Her red nails traveled up and down the soles, fluttering steadily and ceaselessly.

“That really tickles hahahahahaha...”

“Good!” She glanced down and saw that her pussy was twitching already.

“Hey, do you know this one?” She held her left foot in place with her right hand and started to dance the fingers of her left. “The itsy bitsy spider climbed up the water spout...” Her fingertips scaled the length of her sole as She brought a hand to her mouth to muffle her reactions. “Down came the rain and washed the spider out… Whee!” She quickly ran her nails down from her toes to her heel, making her snort and jerk her foot a bit “Hahaha. Up comes the sun and dried up all the rain and the itsy bitsy spider climbed up the spout again...” She looked over again and her nipples were stiff as a board and she was leaking. “Success!”

“I don’t understand it.”

“You have a fetish. Being tickled turns you on.” She told him. “It’s not that strange. Lot’s of people are turned on by different things. Shoes, balloons… Some like to wrestle. Some like to eat things off of someone. You like to be tickled.”

“That just seems like such kid stuff.” Austin shook her head.

“Well, I think the results speak for themselves.” She shot back with a smile, releasing her feet “So… how about a tickle fight? Bet I can make you say Uncle!” She looked voracious, filled with enthusiasm. She knew she was about to strike so She tried to get in the first move. She shot her hands out and tried to grab her sides.

“Ah! Hahaha...” She knocked her hands away and clutched her upper thighs, digging her thumbs into the inner thighs near her groin. She grabbed her wrists but she was stronger than she looked. “Gonna getcha!” She teased as She laughed. With every compression, She felt herself having a harder time fighting back. She wanted to attack her back but felt so ticklish that She was more focused on trying to stop her. “Looks like I found a weak spot!” She taunted. Her thumbs pressed and vibrated like they were possessed. Soon, She was on her back trying to push her away with her hands and feet. She Was almost on top of her now. Her breasts swung in front of her. She remembered her squirming earlier while She was fondling her. She had an idea and She went for it, grabbing her boobs and vibrating her fingers the same way that she was. She immediately squealed and let her go, falling back, almost off the bed. She suddenly lit up with renewed confidence.

“What was that you were saying about a weak spot?”

“Careful now.” She warned playfully. “You might fall into a booby trap.”

“Is that so?” She lunged at her, grabbing her boobs and lightly tickling her nipples. She erupted into giggles but spidered her own nails along her exposed tummy. Soon, both of them were laughing and swaying, but neither wanted to admit defeat. Before long, Mindy saw that as She was tickling her breasts, her arms were somewhat raised.

“Watch out for worms!’ She cautioned her before sneaking a finger under each of her arms.

“NO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” her eyes nearly shot out of her head and She fell over onto the bed. She had her and she knew it. She climbed on top of her, one of her wrists in each of her hands, holding them above her head. Then she dealt a devastating blow, delivering a loud raspberry into the center of her left armpit.

PBRBRBRBRBRBRBRTTT

“NOOO HAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOHHOHOPPP!”

“But I’m starving!” She whined before blowing again in the other pit. She was beside herself with chaotic laughter. She blew and blew and blew until She thought She was going to pass out. And just before She did, she jumped off of him, running for her bag on the floor. She wondered what she was doing but the plump lip assaults had left her exhausted. She rapidly unzipped the bag and grabbed a tool, running back over, hopping on the bed and jumping onto her arms, sitting above her head.

“W-what are you do-AGHHHHHH HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” She took hold of her lips, flicked the feather up and down.

“Oh yeeeah… tickle tickle, Austin...” The featherduster’s feverish dance navigated her pussy, her mound, her ass, her lower tummy, and back again, over and over…

“Say Uncle.”

“NEHEHEHEHEHEVVVVERRR!”

“Say Uncle.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE” The feather tickled the engorged clit and her pinky finger tickled near the perineum.

“Say Uncle…”

“UNCLE!!!” She finally gave in. The tingling sensations in her nerves were too intense. She proclaimed her victory and moved over so that She could get up.

“I hope you’re not too spent.” She watched her pant. her chest was flushed and they were both covered with sweat. her pussy was still deluging like Niagra. “We still have work to do.” She pulled her leggings down, catching her panties with her thumbs. She had shaved earlier that morning. She could certainly see that. She felt paralyzed as she slinked towards her, finally straddling her and maneuvering the strap-on inside Austin. Austin gasped. It felt rather like when she had her in her mouth except this time, something was different. She felt more… sensitive. She rocked in place, moving her around inside, stimulating her with a warm smile.

“Touch me, Austin. Wherever you want.” Her invitation was irresistible. Austin reached for her breasts again. Playing with her nipples and rubbing the fleshy orbs. She was moaning soon as she oscillated, bringing her in and out of her. Austin soon noticed that she was moving a little faster. Moaning a little louder. AT one point, she stopped. She felt her tightening around her as she let out a soft, high pitched whimper. She realized that she had just had an orgasm with her. She felt a sense of pride that She had brought her to bliss. It was a kind of pride that She had never felt before. She had a few seconds to drink it in before she said.

“Your turn.”

It had come full circle. As with the stripping routine, she had gone first, and now she expected her to in return.

“I…” The nervousness came back. The same nervousness that She had felt undressing in front of her.

“I’m not asking.” She informed her huskily. “I won’t stop until it happens.” She was swaying again but it was different. It was more focused. She felt pleasure in her loins building and building. “I won’t stop.” She repeated. She shuddered underneath her as her orgasm drew closer and closer.

“I don’t…”

“You don’t want to?” She asked teasingly. “Well then maybe the little girl shouldn’t have wandered into the tickle monster’s lair.” She began to softly tickle her belly with one hand.

“No… hehehehehe...”

“Yes… tickle tickle tickle…” The childish chant cut through her like a knife. She came hard. her body convulsing uncontrollably as she kept pumping Austin. She grabbed onto her hips and groaned like an injured animal as ecstasy overtook her every nerve and muscle.

“Atta girl… atta girl…” Her voice was calming. She slowly climbed off of her and laid down beside her, Shh-shing her and comforting her.

“You did great...”

Austin blushed, stammering a thank you. “Would you like a cuddle? More tickle? Or something else?” she winked.

“E-else?” asked Austin. “Well I have been inside you from the front….” Austin flushed. “W-well w-will I st-stay a girl?” “Do you want too?” Austin’s face was red, before she shook her head.

“It…It felt nice. I like being a girl. But….I…” “It’s not you.” She beamed at her. “That’s ok, it’s what you need that matters.”

Austin hugged her tightly. Mindy smiled gently and hugged her back.

Austin took a breath, broke the hug and climbed unto the bed. She took another breathe, dropped to her knees and spread her cheeks. Mindy beamed at her, gently scraping her nails across the firm buns. “HAHAHAHAHANOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHTICKLESTOOOOOHHOOMUCHHHHH!”