A Tickle Between Girl Friends
When I think back to my college years I realised that I was a bit of a shit, but I had loads of fun to help me make it through those years. The best time I had that I can remember was when I met this wonderful girl. She was so sexy and eventually over time we became very good friends.

Strange how the long years could suddenly seem a little better when you meet someone who you like to spend your life with. Ginny was gorgeous. Tanned, slim, dark eyes to match her dark wavy hair and she was very athletic.

I often went to watch her work out in the gym and with us being so close it was strange how even though we flirted nothing ever really happened between us. We spent more time making our way through college and Ginny helped me with my lessons as well as encouraging me to do more physical activities.

There was one thing very special that happened between us. Gorgeous she may be, but she loved to tease me whenever she could. In the change rooms, she would call me her perky flower, her little love button and her virgin babe. She knew that a guy had never touched me before so one day when no one was in the change area; Ginny brushed her fingers over my skin.

I was totally naked when her firm fingers, soft and gentle touched my naked body. I couldn't help what happened next, I cracked up laughing. Not sure what it was, nervousness or whether I was just plain ticklish.

Ginny backed off a little, but only for a brief second to let me calm down before she did again. Just checking she whispered with a huge grin on her face. It was from that day on that whenever we were together in class, in the gym, showering afterwards or in our dorm she would lightly touch my skin in all different spots getting me to giggle from her tickling exploits.

She knew that I couldn't tease her at all because she wasn't ticklish, not even on her feet and believe me, I certainly tried over and over especially when she least expected it.

Ginny would catch me at times when I least expected it, like the time I was walking down the long corridor heading to my room when she snuck up behind me. I could almost smell her coming, her musky aroma always managed to make me tingle and when she wrapped her arms around me she sort of stopped me in my tracks.

I almost pleaded with her to let me go, but she laughed her sensual sexy laugh like she did when she flirted with me and dragged me towards my room. I knew she was going to tickle me and with her physical strength I couldn't break free. Ginny held me close as she worked her fingers playfully into my sides making me giggle as I tried to pull away.

Her delightful look of knowing that I was extremely ticklish turned me on even more. I was beginning to feel my juices dripping into my panties. In the back of my mind I wanted her to stop, the delirious pleasure she was causing as she tickled my sides was incredible.

With me giggling my head off, somehow Ginny managed to pull me into my room and push me down on the bed. I was trying to catch my breath because I had been laughing so much that I didn't realise until it was too late that I was naked and tied spread eagled to the bed.

She was smiling down at me as she told me to hush…

I wondered what she was going to do, I'd never ever felt so vulnerable before until now and I hated admitting it but it was turning me on just as much as being tickled.

Ginny told me not to make so much noise, but I couldn't help it… She was grinning from ear to ear when from behind her back she pulled a long feather. It was so pretty but I knew what she was going to do with it and with me tied to the bed I couldn't do anything to stop her.

Standing above me on the bed she asked me to promise not to make a noise and I couldn't help myself I started giggling before she even tickled me. With that little bit of feedback she knew she couldn't tickle me without making a noise. From the pocket of her tight skirt she pulled something that looked really strange and had a ball on it.

I looked her in the eye, pleading with her to let me up… Strange thoughts were now racing through my mind and playtime was turning into weird times.

Ginny explained that she was going to tie in place a special ball gag which I would get used to eventually. It would stop me from making a loud noise as she tickled me. I could feel myself shaking like a leaf as she gently lifted my head and told me to open my mouth. I did as I was told and with my head resting against her breasts she tied the gag in place.

I felt really strange with my mouth wide open… Ginny's musky aroma worked its way into my nasal passages as she knelt between my legs.

My pussy was exposed to her and I knew I was wet especially when she produced her feather. It did look rather soft and gentle as she held it up showing me how long and feathery it was.

Gently she let it flitter up the side of my body. I squirmed under her gaze and gentle touch… She did it again & this time it really did tickle. I tried to edge away from it. Laughter tears were building up in my eyes as she tickled me. My heart was racing as she flittered it across my body and I almost died when Ginny flicked it across my nipples.

Every inch of my body was sensitive to the light touches of her feather. I wanted to scream, I wanted to hide from the feather and what it was doing to me, but at the same time I wanted Ginny to keep tickling me in all the right places.

She knew that what she was doing was having the desired affect. For a brief moment Ginny put the feather down on the bed, letting me rest for a few moments. Those few moments were the changing point in our friendly relationship.

Ginny moved off the bed and before me she lifted her top over her head revealing her firm breasts. My eyes said it all as she looked at me. She unzipped her skirt and slid it down over her hips to her feet. Stepping away from it, she was totally naked as she resumed her position between my legs.

With feather in hand she worked it up and down the insides of my thighs, letting it flitter gently across my pussy. I held my breath, her tickling was having a seductive affect on me and I wasn't sure weather to laugh or moan behind the gag.

Ginny couldn't get me to giggle loud enough behind the gag so she let the feather rest gently against my clit and before I knew she grabbed my sides and squeezed just enough to make me almost cry out and giggle in fits of muffled laughter. Her smile lit up across her face and I knew with me giggling and almost cumming was having an affect on her.

Stopping to admire me thrashing around on the bed as I tried to calm down from hysteria she squatted on the bed with her pussy open and wet. I looked from her eyes to her wet slit back to her eyes and she grinned from ear to ear.

Taking the feather in one hand she held it ever so lightly against my clit. Teasing me with it and with each flicker she had me almost cumming for her. With her other hand she slipped one finger deep into her pussy as she continued to tickle me.

Her breathing gathered speed along with the tickling me with her feather. I found myself bucking to meet the light touches until I couldn't hold on any longer. Watching Ginny finger fucking herself along with her light feather tickles sent me over top.

My friend held me in her arms; lifting my head to release the ball gag she had carefully put in place. Just as I thought Ginny was ready to release me from she placed her hands on my waist and tickled me until I was thrashing around on the bed…

She finally released me when I pleaded with her to let me go pee… but that is another story.

Cheeky