Tickle torture

I hate hate hate being tickled but I confess that I love the feeling of hands and fingers all over me in places they shouldn't go and as I'm wiggling around a boob might get exposed or more. I especially love it when the tickler knows exactly what they're doing and why and are trying to touch me and expose me. The exhibitionist in me loves it even more when more people are around either participating or just watching, hoping to get a glimpse.

I tickle tortured my hot older sister many times by myself, but twice, when I was in college and had two apartment roommates, got her with one of the guys who had a huge thing for her, was always asking when she was visiting (as in, alone, without others), and always wanted to get her drunk with us. The first tickling we did to her was in the kitchen. She was being nice and fixing our window curtains (like we cared how they looked), and her green and white crop top kept riding up, and cotton shorts drooping down, putting her deep, tanned, innie navel on full tease and display. I started it, tickling her a few times and swirling around her navel, she laughed loud, I kept going, and motioned to him to join me, now's your chance. We had her arms above her head, against the countertop, shirt over her tits, and gave her an intense, at least 30-minute tummy, navel, ribs, tits, and legs tickling and licking that had her wailing laughing, face as red as her 3" nails, and just going crazy begging me and us to stop. We didn't until I said so.

The other time was even more fun. She like staying weekends, in my room and bed, and we'd do outdoor stuff like hiking or walking around town. Hot weekend, we got back home, and she was sweat-soaked, and I told her to cool off, tie her tank top up high, we'd sit, then shower. She tied her tank top way up, offering a full, sweat-soaked and beading off her tummy, navel, ribs, under tits, and bikini bridge, and the same guy and I looked at each other and said "Oh, yes". She was on our couch and easy to start tickling all, and I mean, all, over. Started on her tummy and navel, all 4 of our hands on her, then ribs, tits, shirt off, shorts down, one of her legs on the floor and one on the couch, and tickled her sweat-soaked body for an hour on that couch. Full hour, no letting up and ignoring her pleas to stop, bargain with us, I can't take anymore, I peed on the couch (she did), etc. It was my doing to keep her there that long.

I love that too, i have a few friends who know i like it and tie me up and tickle me after work
Being so helpless makes it worse lol