make her strip

Luckily, I managed to catch Sylphid’s quite devious plan. Certainly, she was getting aroused. But the same was true for me as well. No, it might be even more so.

My dick was already straining against my pants, begging to be freed. My desire to subdue Sylphid and make her my **** has reached such a level that it actually backfired.

If I continue to just idly fondle her body, I put myself into an extremely **** position.

But if I stop now Sylphid will catch on to the fact that I realized her deception. Right now she is still oblivious. I need to use that to my advantage.

“Very well”, I spoke haughtily. “You want me to make you mine?”

Sylphid gazed into my eyes and nodded eagerly.

“In that case strip naked.”

Sylphid gasped when she heard that. “H-Here?”

I smirked at her. “What’s the matter? Not willing to show off a bit of skin?”

Sylphid was not somebody to back down from a challenge. Without even sparing it a second thought she started to undress her short top that in all reality was nothing more then a sportsbra.

Her not particularly well endowed, but nonetheless very attractive breasts came into view, however just this once I had no interest in them.

That’s right. Just when the top was covering her head.

Now!

Both my hands shot forward and started tickling her sides.

“Eeep!”

Sylphid let out a rather uncharacteristic squeal and started to wiggle from side to side, but with the top still covering her head it was quite difficult for her to get a read on the situation.

Meanwhile I just continued to tickle her.

It was quite the sight to be honest. Sylphid’s beautiful, toned body, winding, her perky boobs on full display. For a short moment I questioned if this really was the genius move I thought it would be. My dick certainly wasn’t any less aroused compared to when I was caressing her boobs.

Honestly I just wanted to catch her off guard for once.

And I definitely succeeded in that. The way she was squealing and moaning you would think I did a lot more then tickling.

“S-stop!”, Sylphid finally pressed out between her fits of giggles “No fair! No tickling!”

She makes a good point.

Should I stop?

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Yeah, right! As if that’s even a question worth of a chapter ending!

Of course, I continued mercilessly tickling her.

Sylphid finally managed to ditch her top and immediately grabbed my hands. The desire to stop the tickle **** seemed to be strong enough to override her decision making process.

“Bzzt! No restraining! Penalty for thirty seconds!”

“Oh, shoot!”, Sylphid gasped. “I screwed up.”

You sure did.

Just as I was a few minutes ago, Sylphid was now frozen and completely defenseless.

I smiled.

At last the time for my **** is at hand!