Tickle and More

I was always good friends with this girl named Lisa. We got along well, but not great. We weren't ever the best of friends, but always friends. Last summer, her mom had gone away for a few weeks leaving her living alone in the mean time. As a good friend, I told her that I would come visit her once in a while at night if she got afraid. I would come once every few days until one night was particularly interesting.

I came to her house and like usual, we just went downstairs and started to watch a movie. At a point, I saw the school year book, and before she could open it, I guess there was a bad picture of her in there that she didn't want me to see so she tried to grab it away from me. Of course, there was no way she could do that. I immediately hid it under my shirt and laid on the couch. She didn't stop there, she sat on top of my lap staring at me and said 'Hey, I know you're ticklish'. At this point, I didn't care if she'd tickle me, I think I'd like it. That's what she did, for the next 20 minutes, and I did it back to her too.

Finally, she fell on top of me, and we began making out, and was it ever hot. She started to grind on my body and legs as well. I started to do it to her too, getting some good feelings down there. She started to breath heavier, as did I. I could feel myself sweating from all the grinding, so I said 'Do you want this to be easier?' She responded of course, and proceeded to take off her jeans and shirt, but she would not take off her hot thong or bra, but I was fine with that. I started to finger her when she unzipped my jeans and started to jack me off. Wow I was in heaven. we both came at around the same time in relief.

Easy to say that this happened a few more times while her mom was gone.