Sanders and MacArthur tickle Each Other: Chapter 1

It was a peaceful day as Sanders and MacArthur relaxed in their backyard. They were wearing swimsuits and were laying down next to each other near the pool. But, lately, the cadets weren't having as much fun as laying down near the pool. Suddenly, MacArthur comes up with an idea and glances at Sanders.

"Sanders?" MacArthur said.

"Yeah?" Sanders asked.

"Are you still ticklish?" MacArthur asked.

"No! I'm not still ticklish!" Sanders answered.

Sanders was lying. She was really ticklish and remembered all the times that MacArthur have tickled her.

"No, huh? So, you don't care if I did this?" MacArthur teased.

MacArthur began to lightly scribble her fingers on Sanders' belly, causing her to giggle as she tried to get away from MacArthur's scribbling fingers.

"Hey! Ahahahahahaha! Stop! Ehehehehehehehe!" Sanders giggled as she tried to get away from MacArthur.

"Oh no ya don't!" MacArthur exclaimed.

MacArthur pinned Sanders down to keep her from getting up.

"Hey! Get off me!" Sanders ordered.

MacArthur ignored Sanders' order as she began running her fingers on her hips and sides, making her to burst into laughter and thrash around.

"AHH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! MACARTHUR, STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!" Sanders laughed.

"No way! This is so much fun!" MacArthur said.

"FUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUN FOR YOUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHU!" Sanders laughed.

"I wonder how much it'll tickle if I blew a raspberry on your belly?" MacArthur wondered.

MacArthur stopped tickling Sanders as she lowered her head to her fellow cadet's belly.

"MacArthur, you're such a big muscular JEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHERK! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sanders laughed as MacArthur blew a raspberry on her belly. "NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO BEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHELLY RAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHASPBERRIEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES!"

MacArthur raised her head to look down at Sanders.

"You like this, don't you?" MacArthur cooed.

Sanders shook her head in response.

"Stop lyin'! I know you love this!" MacArthur said.

MacArthur started tickling Sanders' ribs, chest and belly.

"AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! I GIVE UP!" Sanders laughed.

"I'm sorry! What did you just say?" MacArthur teased as she twirls a finger around Sanders' navel.

"I SAID I GIVE UP! PLEASE STOP WITH THE TICKLING! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Sanders laughed.

Hearing that her fellow cadet gave up, MacArthur let Sanders go and happily pats her back.

"That wasn't so bad, was it?" MacArthur asked.

"Are you serious?! That was torture!" Sanders said angrily.

"C'mon! You have to admit, that was a lot of fun!" MacArthur said teasingly.

MacArthur tickled Sanders' navel with a finger, causing her to giggle as she pushed her hand away.

"Okay! Maybe that was a lot of fun!" Sanders said, smiling.

"Oh! I just realized! There's one more thing I wanna do!" MacArthur said.

"Don't tell me..." Sanders said.

"Aw yeah!" MacArthur said.

MacArthur started blowing raspberries on Sanders' belly while tickling her armpits at the same time, earning a fit of hysterical laughter as Sanders tried to push MacArthur's head away AND lower her arms.