How could you not tickle her with all her flesh exposed in that skimpy manner? It would be a crime not to, so you overstepped your boundaries and pounced on her like a wild animal does to demolish their prey. Your weight was too heavy for her to carry in her petite form, so you both crashed into the floor as a result. Thankfully, you two landed on the carpet which reduced the desecration that would have occurred if it were concrete material. Katie groaned in slight pain from the fall and delightfully, no bones were fractured in the process. The approach might have been a little too...vigorous, but you gotta do what you gotta do. Being much more resistant than the attractive female, you expeditiously recovered from the descent and gained momentum by straddling her waist to secure her immobility to the full extent.
"Nngh... Have you lost your mind?! Get off of me!" Katie grumbled under your overwhelming density, but found that she was unable to even budge. Her irritation only worsened once she realized how vulnerable she was in that position. "What are you doing, you pervert? Let me go!"
Obviously, you had no motive of listening to her demands. Once your decision was made, it would be quite difficult to hinder your objective. "I don't think I will baby, you're too sexy to let go. I think this cute body needs a little tickling. Don't worry though, it won't even hurt a bit. In fact, I can see you enjoying this kind of stuff," you murmurred in her ear appealingly and somewhat creepily. At that moment, someone might as well mistake you for some kind of pedophile or stalker, but since you were already at it, you might as well go full throttle.
Faster than a speeding car, you thrust your fingers on her bare hollow armpits and wiggled them like you were typing a speech on a computer. The brisker you operated your digits, the more Katie exploded in an uncontrollable frenzy from the tantalizing sensation you procured with each stroke. The underside of her shoulder blades was a delicate spot indeed; her jumpy receptions definitely provided enough evidence that it was sensitive in its own rights. Rather than utilizing all of your phalanges at once, you resorted to probe her underarms with a single index at each side respectively - a tactic that drove her mad with hysterics and it was merely the beginning of what you could muster.
"Heahaha ahahahahahahhaha! Heyeheheheheheheheh stahahaahahahahap that hheehe heehehehehehheehe it tickles hehehe hohoeeheheheheheheh!" Katie erupted with continuous giggles that seemed to melt your cold heart. Her violent squirms and her fists hitting your chest was pleasing to scrutinize, but maybe you should spice things up a bit. Her dukes got significantly closer to your face, and you undoubtedly did not want to experience a dreadful punch to physiognomy; that is never a good escapade.
"Wow, you're pretty feisty. How about you don't hit me in the face and this will be much more enjoyable. I know you like this as much as I do, I can see it in your eyes - don't try and hide it." Abruptly, you caught her hands together and held them high above her head - halting any sort of disturbance that would possibly hinder your entertainment. "Much better. Coochie, coochie, coo, Katie!" you cooed while scratching the surface of her exquisite axilla. Of all potential masteries you could have possessed, tickling was one of your specialties.
Katie arched her back and an abundance of guffaws eluded her throat. Due to this sudden expansion, her belly was left more vulnerable against your digits' wrath and she would pay dearly for it. You scribbled your fingertips on her frontal abdomen, moving from left to right and retracing your movement as you completed the tracks. The great advantage of exploiting a woman's stomach was that you had access to a large portion of carcass, decreasing the odds of her tummy avoiding your hungry extremities. Katie's laughter didn't appear to diminish any time soon. In fact, she seemed to be screaming in turmoil - desperately wanting for the torment to stop. Unfortunately, she was assaulted by a persistent assailant - one that wouldn't allow her to endure that easily.
"Ohhhhahahheahahhahahahaa my gawhahahahahahahahhahad! Heeehe ehehehehehe ehehheheheheeee, you jerkehehehehehehehehehe!" the young lady cackled as her torso dangled and struggled to break free of your hold. Her fine hooters gamboised up and down alongside her body under your firm touch, inciting you to resume the torture as you were growing more agitated by the minute. Nothing else concerned you except the satisfying spasms of her partially built midriff under your fingernails.
Meanwhile, you travelled down her soft guts and targeted her dainty hips - an area that appeared to be quite sensitive to contact. You kneaded her waist like a massage, but applied way too much pressure which triggered a stimulation. Being a sneaky fellow, you occasionally hoisted her bikini bottom down to tickle more of her silky smooth skin beneath the garment. As you got considerably near her groin, Katie's yells and cries for help increased markedly. With one metacarpus, you prodded her pelvis whilst eying the rest of her seductive frame. She wasn't merely ticklish on the anteceding spots - there must be much more that is waiting to be discovered.
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