The Tickle Contest – Part 3

“Oh honey! Stacy and her boyfriend have come over to visit!” I turned back to our visitors and said with a sly grin, “Emily’s just hanging out in the living room. I’m sure she’ll be ecstatic to see you! Come on in!”

 

“ERRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!!!!” I heard Emily’s panicked scream.

 

Everyone was stunned and silent for a bit when we walked in. There was Emily, prone and vulnerable, tied up with her arms pulled above her head, in her sexy lingerie on the couch. Her little teddy was halfway unbuttoned, and it left her cute little tummy bare. Our two friends just stared at her with shock and wide eyed wonder while their mouths hung open.

 

Me, I was tickled pink! Maybe it was cruel of me to invite them in, but the doom on Em’s face was absolutely priceless. I wouldn’t have given up seeing that look on her face for the world!

 

Stacy had always been the more bold and outgoing of the two girls, so it didn’t take her long to figure out what the two of us had been up to, at least in the general sense. “Emily,” she giggled, “you look so cute and precious!”

 

“Erick, you can’t do this!!” Emily begged. “You have to tell them to leave!! Please!!!?” She started thrashing about again, trying to get her hands free like her life depended on it.

 

“You never said I couldn’t invite anyone.” I gave her another wicked grin.

 

“What were you guys doing?” Bryan finally broke his silence. He still seemed to be stunned.

 

“We were just playing a little game.” I explained.

 

“What kind of game?” Stacy’s smirk was just about as big as mine. Besides myself, she was the only one who knew just how shy Emily had always been about people seeing her body.

 

“Emily needs to convince me to take her clothes off, but in order to do that she needs to agree to do something I want. I’ve already gotten so many good things from her, and all for agreeing to undo those four little buttons on her teddy. I wonder what she’d be willing to do, in order to get the rest of her sexy underwear off? Don’t you guys?”

 

“What if she doesn’t offer something you want?” Stacy asked.

 

“Oh, well, I’ve been tickling her in order to help her think more clearly. It seems to really get her noggin joggin’.” I couldn’t even contain my laughter at that.

 

“Oh my gosh!” Stacy seemed to skip over to Emily, bending over to look at her closely. Emily just turned three different shades of red, one by one. “Do you think Bryan and I could stay and spectate this little game?” She looked back at me with a hopeful and amused grin.

 

“I don’t know, guys. This game is kind of a private affair for just the participants.” I could see a bit of disappointment on both their faces as I said this, until I added, “Of course, if you guys agree to participate then I don’t see why you can’t stay.”

 

“ERRRIIIICK!!!” Emily shouted at me again, in shock.

 

Stacy just ignored Emily’s plea for mercy. “So what do we do?”

 

“Well right now I’m working on Emily’s buttons for her. She really wants all of them open so desperately. She’ll do practically anything to get them open. She still has four buttons left.”

 

“What did she agree to do in order to get you to open the other ones? It’ll help me know how much I should negotiate for myself.” Stacy asked.

 

I was about to explain, but then had another naughty thought. “Em, why don’t you explain what you’ve agreed to do, for our friends?”

 

“No, Erick! Come on! I can’t tell them that stuff!!!” She exclaimed, looking like she wanted to be anywhere but here at the moment.

 

“Go on, Em. You better tell Stacy what I got from you, or she’ll probably take things a lot farther than I have.” We both knew Stacy pretty well. That was absolutely true what I had just said, and Emily knew it even better than I did.

 

Stacy swirled her forefinger a few times around Emily’s cute exposed belly button, making her giggle a little. “Come on, Em. Tell your bestie what you’re gonna do for your boyfriend.”

 

“Well, I agreed to clean his place from top to bottom…” Her cheeks were getting that cute red blush again.

 

“That’s not the whole thing.” I teased, knowing it would torment Emily to admit everything.

 

“I have to clean it naked…” she admitted in a small voice, then shut her eyes and grimaced a little.

 

“Oh my goodness!” Stacy just laughed and laughed.

 

“Woah! Dude! How’d you get her to agree to do that?” Bryan asked me.

 

Dude, keep up, I thought, but explained it to him again. “Emily is just so dang ticklish all over her cute little body. It only takes me a minute or two to have her begging me for mercy. Of course with her tied up she can’t do anything to stop it, besides agreeing to do what I want.”

 

“Don’t go getting any ideas, Bryan!” Stacy gave him just a tiny scowl for a second, before she turned back to her best friend. “Now what will you give me if I open another one of your buttons for you?”

 

“Please, Erick! You can’t let our friends see me naked!” Emily turned her head to me, and pleaded.

 

“So explain to me why you invited Stacy over to get her book today of all days? Did you invite her before or after you lost the bet last night?”

 

“Well I invited her this morning, but I didn’t think she would show up while this was going on!!” I guess Emily wanted to hold on to her plausible deniability. I didn’t believe her for one second. She had to have known her friend would show up while she was tied up and naked. I guess she was lucky she was still in her underwear. “You have to make them leave!”

 

“Now, now, Emily. You know it’s not polite to turn away guests. Since Stacy and Bryan are going to stay, it’s only sensible to let them join our little game.” Maybe I was being a bit cruel, but she honestly brought this on herself. “Now explain the other things I got for undoing your other buttons for you.”

 

I could see a bit of defeat in her eyes as she explained. “I agreed to let him watch me take a shower whenever he wants. Well, seven times in total, and I said I would…” she clammed up. Obviously this would be the hardest one to admit out loud.

 

“What!?” Stacy demanded her to continue. If I didn’t know better, it looked to me like she was starting to pant as she stared down at her tied up best friend.

 

“I have to give him a blowjob anytime he wants for the next two months…” Emily had to avert her eyes as she said this, and she was so quiet she sounded like she was whispering.

 

“Oh my god!” Stacy squealed in delight, giggling uncontrollably. “That is so wicked, Erick! I didn’t know you had something like that in you!”

 

I couldn’t help blushing myself a little, and rubbed the back of my neck. “Uh, thanks.”

 

Thankfully the attention wasn’t on me for long. “Now what are you going to offer for me to undo one of your cute little buttons, Em? Hmmmmmm?” Stacy sang her humming, as she stared down at her friend.

 

“I don’t know…?” Em said, but that was a big mistake. Stacy quickly dug the fingers of her left hand into Emily’s bare, vulnerable side. “NOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAHA!! SHIIIT!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!”

 

“Oow! Yes, Emi-wee!! So, so tick-wool-lish!! Such a good girl for me!!” Stacy spoke to her as if she was speaking to a toddler. “If you can’t think of anything, I’ll just have to come up with something by myself!” Stacy was loving every bit of teasing her friend.

 

“NOOOO!!! HEHEHEHEHE!!! PLEASE, ERICK!!! HAHAHAHA!!! PLEASE DON’T LET HER DECIDE!!!”

 

“I’m sorry, Em, it seems to be out of my hands at the moment.” I said, with a shrug and a grin to her. Although I doubt she could see straight anymore.

 

“FU–HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! PLEASE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ok!!! HAHAHA!!!! WHAT DO YOU WANT!!!?” Even if I wasn’t the one doing the tickling, it was still awesome to watch. Emily kept thrashing about, twisting her head back and forth, this way and that. She was trying everything she could do to get the tickling to stop, but she had no choice but to take it. Gawd, now this was entertainment!

 

“I have an idea, babe!” Bryan spoke up next to me. He had just been watching the proceedings thus far.

 

“What are you thinking, sweetie?” Stacy looked back at him with a devilish grin, while her fingers still danced all over Emily’s cute bare tummy and exposed sides.

 

“FU–HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! FUCK!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! STAC–HEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!” Emily was still squealing as loud as ever!

 

“We have the barbecue coming up for memorial day for my fraternity. What if Emily acted as a cocktail waitress for the party?” explained Bryan.

 

“THAT…!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! DOESN’T SOUND SO…!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! BAD!!!” I could tell Em was getting to that point where she needed a breather again.

 

I told Stacy to back off a bit. “Let’s huddle up and discuss this.” I waited for them to gather close to me, so I could whisper to them without Emily hearing what I said. “We need to make this good. Something she’s never going to forget.”

 

“I was thinking she would wear what she’s wearing now at the party.” Bryan explained with a grin.

 

Stacy shook her head. “No way! I vote she has to do it in a sexy little push-up bra, and a thong!”

 

“Actually, I think I have the perfect idea.” I told them, and then turned to address my tied and bound girlfriend. “We will agree to undoing the rest of your buttons, if you agree to work as a cocktail waitress for Bryan’s fraternity party. But, as an added condition, you will change outfits three times. One for each of us.”

 

Emily gave a sharp gasp at that, really having to consider what that meant. I’m sure it bothered her that we weren’t going to disclose what outfits she would have to wear to the party. “For all four buttons?” It was always so cute the way she furrowed her brow when she was considering something. I nodded my head. “At long as I’m not seen naked at the party, then I will agree.”

 

“Good, Em!” I walked up to her, ready to undo the rest of her buttons. We were close enough now, that we could whisper to one another. “Enjoying yourself?”

 

“No! Why won’t you make them leave!?” She complained to me.

 

“That’s not what your cute nippies are saying.” I gave her a little wink, and a laugh. She took a look down at herself, discovering the way the fabric of her teddy was poking out, and turned that nice shade of crimson I loved so much again. “You can cut the little act. I know you invited Stacy over today, to catch you like this.”

 

“What!? Why would I…?”

 

“Oh, I’m sure you never meant for her to be involved in the fun, or for Bryan to tag along with her, but you brought this all on yourself, Emily. I think I’m really starting to get to know you. The real you, deep down inside.” I placed my hand on her chest, and started to pop open the remaining buttons. “And now our friends are going to get to know you just about as well as I do.” She just shut her eyes and gave a little shiver in response to me. Yeah, she totally wants this.

 

Now with her teddy split open, a nice wide strip of her skin was visible from the top of her panties, following along the path of her bare tummy, up her cleavage, and all the way up to her neck and head. Her breasts were still covered, but now if she made any major movements there was no way that teddy was going to stay put for long. I wanted so badly to just reach out and start tickling her right then, so that her delicious pokie nipples would be exposed to everyone, but I contained myself for now. That wouldn’t be fair to Em, and the little game we were playing either. Her perfect pair and beautiful pink nipples would soon be bare, I just needed to be patient.

 

“Well, Em, you finally got all 8 of your buttons undone. Now things are getting more high stakes, since I’m sure you’re just dying to get your teddy, and those little yellow panties off your sexy little body.” I explained, giving out two guests a big grin. “Now, you seem to be completely out of ideas, which is fine. I’m sure our guests have plenty of ideas of their own.”

 

“Oh yes! I have so many, many ideas for little Emily here!” Stacy exclaimed. “Why, she could be my naked slave for a year! Or she could have to blow all the guys in Bryan’s fraternity! Or, I know, she should have to do her morning jog around the neighborhood completely naked from now on!”

 

“WHAT!!? NO!!! NO!!!! NO!!!” Emily shouted, looking pretty frightened.

 

“I’m just teasing you, little girl!” Stacy giggled in delight at her outburst. “You’re so easy to rile up! Ok, here’s my real deal, I’ll trade you your stockings, for letting us tie you up in different positions, anytime we want today.”

 

“It’s only supposed to last for one hour after I’m… naked…” Emily gave her a pitifully sad little whimper.

 

“When do your parents get back?”

 

“About 5?”

 

“Well, how about until 3 pm?” It was only 11 am now, so that would extend things out quite a bit for poor Emily. Not that I was complaining.

 

“I guess… Yes, I’ll take the deal.”

 

I decided to interject myself here. “But you need to be naked and tied up for me for one hour, as our original deal stipulated. If you’re not naked by 2 pm today, then you’ll have to do a make up session at a later time and date. At my discretion.” It was so adorable the way her eyes went wide at me, but she gave a little nod of understanding.

 

“Goodie!” Stacy clapped, and skipped over to relieve Emily of her stockings. She had to undo the ankle ropes in order to get them off, but Emily didn’t even put up a fight. She just allowed it to happen and for Stacy to secure her feet again.

 

“I already have another deal for you, Em, if you are ready.” Stacy was really starting to get pretty giggly. “Well I think I would like some cute maid service for myself as well. How about you come over to my apartment tomorrow, and you can dress up as a cute little French maid while you make breakfast for the three of us. For the rest of this week as well!”

 

“That’s not so bad I guess.” Emily got a bit of a relieved smile.

 

“Uh uh! Not so fast! Each day you come over, your uniform is going to be missing more and more of its components. Your skirt might be shorter one day, or your top might be missing the cups. Oh, and you’re not allowed to wear anything underneath!” Stacy gave her a big wicked smirk.

 

“Why does everything have to be about me being naked!!!?” Emily complained.

 

“I guess all of us think you’re super cute, and petty hot stuff too!” Stacy gushed, and Em just blushed deeply. “Oh, and on the last day I’m going to be inviting one other special guest to our little brunch gathering.”

 

“NO WAY!!!! I’M NOT AGREEING TO THAT!!!! It’s bad enough you two are going to see me naked today!!!” Emily shouted, shaking her head back and forth wildly. I know Bryan and I perked up, since she was swaying herself in a way that was almost revealing everything hidden under that sexy, almost wide open, yellow teddy of hers.

 

“Oh Emily!?” Sang Stacy. “Did you forget that I just uncovered those cute little feet of yours, with your adorable little baby toes, all so sweet and so sensitive!? Or how about those soles of yours, that are now just wide open to any kind of attack I want to give you!?”

 

“Don’t you dare, Stacy! Don’t you dare!!!”

 

“Hey Stacy.” I said, remembering some of the goodies I had brought with me. “Maybe you might like to use something from here.”

 

I held the bag open for her to peek inside. “Ooowww! What’s that one for!?” Stacy giggled in wonder.

 

I held my finger up to my lips. “It’s a secret. For later.” I winked at her, making her laugh in delicious delight. She chose her instrument of torture and hoped back over to stand at Emily’s bare feet.

 

She held her hands behind her back, not letting Emily get a good look at whatever it was she had chosen. “I’m going to give you to the count of 3, and then I’m going to tickle the shit out of your sweet little feet! 1…”

 

“No! I won’t do it!” Em proclaimed.

 

“2…”

 

“I’m serious, Stace!! This is too far!!”

 

“3!!!”

 

“Erick don’t you dare let her get away with– SWEET JESUS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!” Stacy had chosen the feather duster, and now she was dusting the bare soles and in between the toes of Emily’s dainty feet! Twisting and turning in an instant to find any relief she could, Emily’s top was now no longer doing its job! Her breasts were exposed to our feasting eyes, and Bryan and myself just drank in the sight. They were bouncing and jiggling and jumping every which way! It was a real sight to behold!

 

“Oh my goodness, Emily! You seem to be having quite the wardrobe malfunction!” Stacy gave a loud laugh, never one to miss a teasing opportunity it seemed. She never let up on the torment to her feet either.

 

Emily looked down at her now bared breasts in panic. “NO!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! YOU CAN’T LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS!! HAHAHAHAHA!!! PLEASE!! HAHAHAHA!!! PLEASE DON’T LOOK AT ME!! HAHAHA!!! PLEASE FIX MY TOP!! HAHAHAHAHA!! AT LEAST FIX MY TOP!!” The more she panicked about her exposure, the more wildly she trashed and jerked and squirmed about. It just made the show she was putting on for us that much better!

 

“What do you mean, Em? I thought you wanted to be naked? Isn’t that what you are asking us to do? To take all your clothes off for you?” Stacy just taunted.

 

“NO!!! PLEASE DON’T LOOK AT ME!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! DON’T LET THEM LOOK AT ME LIKE THIS!!!! HEHEHEHEHEHE!!”

 

“Tell you what, I’ll fix your top for you if you agree to everything in my deal.” Stacy explained.

 

“OK!!! OK!!! YOU WIN!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”

 

“Ok, Emily.” Stacy gave a superior smirk down at her best friend, letting her catch her breath for a bit. She did reach over, and disappointingly for us guys, she fixed the sides of Em’s teddy so her boobs were covered again.

 

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Em asked her best friend, noticing the smug smirk she was giving her.

 

“Oh nothing!” Stacy seemed to be shivering in delight now. “It’s just, if you’re so worried about your pretty little boobs showing to the boys, then that really leaves me with only one option.”

 

“Huh?” Em gave another cute furrow of her brow, before realization kicked in. “No! No! Not that! You can’t take that! Not yet!!”

 

Stacy just hooked her fingers into the band of Emily’s sexy panties. “Oh yes, Em!! What else am I supposed to take!?”

 

Emily let out a loud squeal, as her panties began their descent down her hips. “No!! No!! Take the teddy!!! Take the teddy!!!”

 

Stacy gave a mischievous little giggle. “Oh, but I just fixed it for you! You were so shy about showing your boobies to the boys! I think it’s best I take your panties instead!”

 

“But you’ll all see me!!! See my…!!! Down there!!! You can’t!!!!”

 

“I thought you wanted to get naked for us, Em! You must want the boys to see your pretty little lips down there too!” She put a pause to the descent for a second, getting another mischievous look on her face. She came around, and stood between us and Emily on the couch, I guess to block our view, then I could see her lifting Emily’s panties away from her front to check inside. “Why Emily!!!” Stacy almost shrieked, giggling uncontrollably. Then she leaned over to whisper in her ear.

 

Emily’s cheeks turned bright tomato red, listening to whatever her friend was telling her. I didn’t even need to hear it. It was totally obvious to me what she was saying. Emily was enjoying every single bit of this, and her best friend had just found the proof!!