Tickles!!

When I was about 9, I went to a sleepover at my best friends house..she was 13, she was a bit weird from the start I mean looking back I think it was a weird that she was hanging out with a nine year old constantly, anyways we watched a movie and we cuddled...it wasn’t weird because she had always played these games with me like her version of house was puting her arm around me and holding a beer (she would always get root beer for this purpose) I was mom and she was the dad she would make me put pillows or a basketball in my shirt to make it look like I was pregnant OR I would play the baby (I was a very petite child) and I’d sit in her lap and she’d hold me like a baby and I’d fake nurse off her! I thought it was different but she was having fun and I was younger so I had no say in what we played so yeah hope that gives you an idea how twisted she was without even touching me yet!

At bedtime that night we had to share a bed and as usual she rubbed all over my tummy and then flat chest over my nipples, she would do this to help me get to sleep it worked but I also really liked it and I guess I showed that by making very appreciative noises and she would always go to the bathroom after tweaking and tickling my nipples (red flag number three? you get the point) This time, she said to “try to be quite” and smiled then she laid next to me and I said ok and I giggled because I thought we were playing because she was rubbing and tickling my tummy then she just stuck her hand down my pajamas bottoms over my underwear at first, I froze and gasped, she looked over and watched me intently and started rubbing and scritching my little crotch, I giggled and I squirmed...it felt so good and strange because I knew only I was to touch my privates but she kept smirking so I assumed it was ok then with a quick “shhhh” and I stilled as her grandmother came in to say a final goodnight, she kissed my best friend on the cheek and me on the forehead if she only knew she had her hand down my pants rubbing me every so often (she liked seeing me squirm, she knew how ticklish I was) a part of me wanted to say “I feel strange and this is wrong” but a part of me liked it and I wanted to see what happened next so I just stayed silent and blushed. She left and while we were talking to her grandmother she managed to get her hand in my panties even with me squirming she continued petting my hairless pussy! Loving my giggles and coos, she told me too! “You sound so cute” “you like the way I touch you?” She looked over, smirking...my tummy felt hot, she grabbed my hand and gave it a kiss, called me a cutie and put it in her panties (she wasn’t wearing bottoms, another red flag) and she said “tickle me back” I did as I was told..she had hair, I was shocked! I didn’t even have “the talk” yet so this was the first realization that hair grows there, she grabbed my arm and started grinding against my hand and she started moaning leaned over and kissed me I tried to push her away but she grabbed my chin really hard it didn’t hurt but it was enough to get me to stop struggling, I just laid there it wasn’t fun anymore for me but she was in ecstasy she whispered dirty things in my ear, things she would do next time, how now we would be secret girlfriends! She was loud for a minute and I thought her grandmother would come in...she laughed, grabbed my hand and licked it with a long “Mmmmmm” She still had her hand in my underwear, after a while she pulled her hand out and sniffed she looked so blissed out then whispered “shit” all of a sudden she changed, she looked serious, she rolled on top of me (like she was gonna do me missionary) made a fist and said she would punch me in the stomach until I threw up if I told “you got that?” She grabbed my chin and it hurt that time, I nodded and she rubbed my face and kissed my cheek. I was scared at this point without a word she rolled over and started falling asleep as soon as she’s asleep I sneak over to wake her grandmother and said I was sick and wanted to go home! When she realized this she freaked the fuck out screaming and throwing things I cried all the way home, after that night I never heard from her again! I assume she got help because she had other issues too. (Clearly!) I look back and realized how possessive she was of me and I guess adults noticed that, I’ve been too ashamed to tell when I was younger but I know she was just a sicko and it’s not my fault! I’ve also learned to forgive myself for wanting more! I just can’t believe how much I wanted it, I think a part of me left in spite because she finished happy and I didn’t! What she did was wrong absolutely but am I worse for enjoying part of it? I probably would’ve been her “secret girlfriend” if it wasn’t for the violent threat...I struggle with it almost everyday!

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