This choice: Abby pounces on Jenna and tickles her............ • Go Back...Chapter #4Abby pounces on Jenna and tickles her............ by: journeyman   Without warning, Abby leapt to her feet and her hands darted out to tickle Jenna's sides. Jenna, having assumed the last round had subdued her sister momentarily, was caught completely off guard and let out a mirthful shriek as she felt Abby's nails rake up her bare sides.
"You little hehehehaha devil hahahahaha!" Jenna cried as she made every effort to swat away Abby's tickling fingers.
Changing tactic, Abby suddenly knelt down and reached around Jenna's legs to begin squeezing her thighs. This caused Jenna to scream and instinctively raise a leg in a bid to shield the vulnerable skin. This was apparently what Abby had been waiting for, as she immediately grabbed her sibling's raised limb, holding it up and preventing Jenna from planting her foot back into the sand. This of course left the entirety of Jenna's leg exposed and it left Abby free to continue kneading the soft thigh, sending the older girl into hysterics. She tried to curl her leg but this only resulted in Abby's hand being trapped in the hollow of Jenna's knee, intensifying the tickling.
After a few futile hops, Jenna finally lost balance and was sent tumbling backwards onto the sand. She landed softly on her back. Abby raised her fists into the air in a gesture of mock celebration before straddling her fallen sister, facing her head as she wiggled her fingers teasingly in the air, inches from Jenna's body.
"Say sorry for tickling my belly" Abby demanded in a deliberately bratty tone, slowly dragging a lone finger in a circle around Jenna's navel.
"Nohohowahahayhahaha" Jenna managed through her giggling. "You stahahaharted it! You tried to bury mehehe! I was defending myself hehehe"
"Don't be a cry baby. You know you love it" replied Abby with a smirk. It was common knowledge within the sisters' inner circle that they enjoyed to tickle people and to let people tickle them in equal measure.
"You liar! Besides, that hardly even tickled. Everyone knows you're three times more ticklish than I am" declared Jenna in a tone of playful defiance. As she said this she crossed her arms behind her head as if relaxing, leaving her armpits fully exposed with the skin pulled taut, in an unmistakeably inviting manner as she grinned provocatively up at her sister.
"Oh, am I...?" asked Abby menacingly, not needing it spelt out any more clearly. She began to use a lone finger from each hand to draw circles in Jenna's sensitive pits, eliciting a fresh wave of giggles from the girl pinned beneath her in the sand. This went on for a minute or two before Abby decided to go all out and use all five fingers to wiggle maddeningly around the inside of Jenna's smooth hollows, causing a burst of sensation to ripple through the latter's body.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAIHIHIHIHIHISTHAHAHATAHAHAHAHALLYOUGAHAHAHAT" squealed Jenna, egging her sister on as she dissolved into gales of loud laughter. All around them various beachgoers - families with young children, groups of teenagers and young adults - looked up to see what the commotion was about. Some turned away with amused or knowing expressions while others were clearly intrigued and distracted, not being able to resist stealing a glance at the writhing bodies from time to time.
Jenna scrunched her eyes tightly shut and threw her head wildly from side to side as Abby continued her ticklish assault. Despite this she notably made no effort to escape or fight back, keeping her hands tucked firmly behind her head, purposefully leaving her armpits fully accessible to Abby's nails.
This continued for close to ten minutes before Abby finally clambered off Jenna, leaving the older girl flushed and breathing deeply, still letting out the odd giggle as residual tingling lingered under her arms. Abby opened her bag and passed Jenna a bottle of water.
"Ready to take back what you said, little miss tough guy?" asked Abby triumphantly as Jenna sipped on the cool water.
"Ohohokay fine, you're not more ticklish than I am" laughed Jenna, holding her hands up in concession. After chatting for a short time both sisters lay back on their towels and closed their eyes as the sun reached its peak. The air was still and the sound of the waves soothing. Just as Jenna was close to drifting off to sleep, her vision was darkened as a shadow passed over the sunbathing pair. She opened her eyes to see that someone was standing over them. It was...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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