Extract from Tickle Torture

The moment AJ saw that Penny was okay she was laughing again, loud and high, her cool dominance starting to crack over the ludicrous sight we made. Penny slumped down on top of me, her breath coming out in a long, satisfied sigh, indifferent to her face being right in the mess or the state of her top. My flesh was beginning to get seriously sticky, and I was less than comfortable, but I wanted to hold Penny until she'd come down properly, and stayed cuddled onto her. AJ leant down, bracing herself on the arms of the chair to keep herself well clear of the mess, and kissed me.

It was so sweet, and exactly right after the way she'd treated us, and I opened my mouth under hers and reached up to hug her. Instantly her hands went up under my armpits, tickling me. I screamed in shock, managed one desperate plea for her to get off as our mouth came apart, and then it was too late. Her weight was on Penny, pushing us into the chair, and I couldn't get up. I couldn't control myself anyway, giggling stupidly with my muscles already jerking in helpless reaction.

Penny knows, and she tried to squirm away, down between AJ's body and mine. Only we'd stuck together, her tits firmly glued to my tummy as AJ's pee dried. I heard her squeak in pain and she began trying desperately to ease our flesh apart as I jerked and kicked beneath her, with AJ's fingers pushed deep up under my arms and tickling hard. I couldn't stop myself, I couldn't do anything but giggle and squirm and kick my legs and thump ineffectually on AJ's back. Even my desperate pleas for her to stop only came out as a ridiculous bubbling noise, and I knew I couldn't hold.

It happened. My bladder burst, all over Penny's tummy, down her legs and onto her pussy, into her lowered jeans and panties, and my own, on the floor. AJ heard the hiss of pee and Penny's shriek of shock and disgust, and was laughing wildly as she went right on tickling me. Penny broke free with a gasp of pain as our skin separated, only to catch my stream full in her face and over her head as she squeezed out from underneath AJ, who moved quickly aside. My legs were wide, kicked up in helpless agony at the tickling, and with Penny gone my stream squirted high, all over the living room floor.

AJ stopped, but it was far too late. I felt too weak to move anyway, and just let it all come out, spraying over the floor, then into the chair beneath me as it died to a trickle. She was still laughing, and she knew full well that I can't take being tickled and if there's anything at all in bladder when I am, it comes right out. There had been plenty, and now it was all over me, and Penny, and the room.

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