tower98
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My Annoying Neighbor
Written By Tower98
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Tina and her four good friends were all relaxing in the living room. Every Friday night the girls would get together to have a few drinks at the end of the week. It was a way for them to let off some stress and to talk and gossip.
After a few drinks the girls were getting goofy as they listened to the radio. Laughing about old stories they were soon totally relaxed in each others company. The five friends were having a blast as the night went on.
When the doorbell rang a moan escaped the five friends. No one wanted to get the door because they all had a pretty good idea who was at the door. Chris was the dorky neighbor who has had a thing for Tina ever since middle school. He had a way of bringing down the party and that was never a good thing.
Chris wore his thick glasses along with his dress slacks and dress shirt. Standing in the middle of the living room he looked at the girls and stumbled for some words. The girls just sat and starred at him knowing they were making him nervous. They could usually get him to leave after a short visit.
Sitting with her legs crossed Tina played with her shoulder length blond hair as she watched Chris blush as he asked her what she did all day. Answering his question she sat straight up as she remembered how she got him to stop coming over when they were kids.
Carol was just as stunning as Tina. They were the typical girl next door kind of girls. Also sporting her shoulder length hair which was dark brown she also loved wearing jeans. Just like Tina she was 5’4 and 110lbs. Carol was getting annoyed listening to Chris talk about his computer job.
Megan was sitting on the sofa laughing with Tammy as they watched Chris try to score with Tina. The 5’8 155lb Carol had some really curly hair that seemed to draw attention to her already Amazon like personality.
Tammy was falling back from laughing so hard. Chris was telling Tina how sexy she looked and she was busting up as she watched Tina try to keep from laughing. Tammy was only 5’2 but her loud personality made her seem like a giant. Just like the rest of her friends she wore her hair down. After all she was only trying to relax.
Heather was also 5’8 but was very petit. A very goofy girl she enjoyed laughter and was always looking to have a good time. Standing up she stood next to Chris and looked down at him. Chris was only 5’5 so he had to look up at Heather.
“So Chris, have you ever been with five girls at once before?”
“WHAT!?”
Tina whispered into Carol’s ear and Carol’s eyes grew bigger as she listened. Tina stood up and walked up to Chris who was surprised Tina was in his face. As Tina walked right up to Chris he took a step back and bumped into Heather.
“Ohh…sorry about that.” Chris said as he looked down at the floor.
Chris was blushing as he felt Tina’s eyes on him.
Tina began unbuttoning Chris’s shirt.
“Let’s see that manly body Chris” Tina said as she took of his shirt.
“Hold up your arms Chris” Tina said
Chris looked at Tina wondering why she asked him that. Shrugging his shoulders he raised his arms up.
Tina told Heather to hold his arms up for her. Chris looked over his shoulder at Heather and then shifted his gaze back to Tina. Moving her fingers in front of Chris’s face she wiggled them saying, “Tickle-tickle Chris”.
With out being touched Chris began to laugh and pull his arms down. A look of embarrassment came over his face when he realized Heather was to strong for him to break free.
Meagan stood up and took one arm leaving Heather only holding one arm.
“Go ahead, tickle this goof ball” Meagan said.
Chris was giggling as Tina wiggled her fingers in Chris’s armpits. She was surprised at just how ticklish he still was. Flash backs came to her of the days she would hold him down and tickle him till he cried. She always did wonder what would have happened if she did not stop tickling him as he begged to be freed before he wet himself.
Chris was getting weak in the legs but Meagan and Heather pulled him back up. Tina was letting her fingers go crazy in the inner crevices of Chris’s pits.
“Someone’s still very ticklish, any guesses who that might be?” Tina asked playfully.
Carol was laughing at the sight of her friends tickling Chris. The poor kid was trying so hard to fall to the floor but her friends would not let him. Wanting to be involved she slowly approached Chris. Pushing Tina the two girls took a pit each to tickle.
Chris was howling as he felt ten fingers tickling each armpit. Stomping his feet did not work and he was laughing to hard to talk. These girls were ganging up on him and he was feeling very dominated at the moment.
“HHEEEHEHEEE…PPPPPLLLLLLEEEEAASSSSSSEEEEE…TTTIIINNNNAAAA…TINA!!!!PLEASE…STTTTTTOOPPPPP…HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE…SSSSTTTTOOPPPPPP…AAAAAHHHHHHH…heeheeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheeheehheheehehheehheehehheehheheheheehehehehehhehehehheehheheeehheheheehheehheheh”
Tammy just could not watch as her friends all had fun so she also joined in. Shoving her way between Tina and Carol she let her fingers explore Chris’s stomach. Tammy was surprised at how much fun she was having. Listening to Chris laughing and felling him wiggling as she tickled his stomach was a blast.
Meagan wrapped her arms around Chris’s keeping them above his head so Heather could join in. Heather dug her fingers into Chris’s sides getting immediate screams from Chris.
“Screaming like a little sissy are you Chris? Try to take it like a man. You know how many guys would love to be where you are loser? Shut up already sissy boy. Laugh like a man Chris!” Heather was telling Chris as she really got into it.
“PPLEASE…I can’t take it…” Chris pleaded to the five friends who were all into the tickling. Chris finally fell to his knees but Meagan made sure he didn’t fall down any more then that. Heather was also knelling as she continued to tickle Chris’s sides.
Tina and Carol were kneeling as well as they kept up the armpit tickling. Tammy sat down Indian style as she ran her fingers all over Chris’s heaving chest.
“Does it tickle here?
How about here?
And here?” Tammy was asking as she went into Chris’s navel.
“He’s crying…he’s crying girls. We are making Chris cry…” Tina sang out as her friends poured it on.
Chris was shocked he could not break free from the girls. Trying with all of his might he was condemned to his ticklish fate. Tears streaked down his face as he felt his body struggling to with stand the tickling from these over powering bullies. Unable to speak clearly he could only express his displeasure with his gut wrenching laughter.
“Who is this ticklish little boy? Such a loud laugher he is” Carol teased.
Chris landed on the floor and was sucking in much needed air as he looked up at the girls starring down at him. With the blink of his eyes he was horrified to see the girls pouncing at him once again.
“NO-NO…NNNOOOOOOOO…” Chris screamed as all five girls attacked him quickly.
“What’s a matter, don’t like playing with girls?” Heather asked.
Tina and Carol sat on Chris’s sides tickling his sides and ribs with much success. Above him was Meagan wiggling her fingers deep in both of his armpits. Sitting on his waist was Tammy who was running her finger tips all over Chris’s stomach and navel.
Heather squatted over Chris and unbuckled his belt. Pulling the belt slowly she laughed as her friends all began screaming at her to take off the pants. Pointing at her self she lipped the words, “Who me?”
Chris was laughing very hard and only realized his pants were off when he saw Heather whipping them around over her head. Suddenly Chris felt very vulnerable. As soon as he felt Heather’s hands tickling his thighs Chris erupted in even a higher pitched laughter.
Chris was on a wild roller coaster ride taking him on the tickling ride of his life. There was nothing he could do to get away or to stop this ride. Five girls were tickling him so bad he was paralyzed. His eyes darted from girl to girl as his brain tried to make his arms push off the girls, but that was never going to happen.
The laughter from Chris and the five girls was so loud no one could hear the planes over head that usually disrupted the girls as they watched TV or listened to the radio. Poor Chris was ready to burst as he laughed for over an hour.
Once again Chris was sucking in much needed air as the girls moved around. Tina was now straddling his stomach and Carol straddling his chest positioned to tickle his armpits. Chris was not sure where the other girls went, he was just happy the tickling stopped.
All of a sudden Chris’s greatest fear was taking place. Chris felt a girl sit on each leg and felt hands on his ticklish feet. His dress socks were removed and Chris new he was not going to be able to take the tickling on his feet.
“Please…NO MORE! NOT MY FEET!”
The girls laughed at Chris’s desperation and were getting butterflies in their stomachs as they anticipated his reactions. To weak to fight Chris could not kick free from the girls hold on him and began crying out as he felt the fingernails racing along his big feet.
All along his ticklish feet he felt the girls showing no mercy on him. Then Tina and Carol joined in and his entire body was engulfed in tickling flamed. Loud ear piercing screams came out of Chris’s mouth as he begged and pleaded with his tormentors.
“NOOO…HHEEEHEHEEE…PPPPPLLLLLLEEEEAASSSSSSEEEEE…TTTIIINNNNAAAA…TINA!!!!PLEASE…STTTTTTOOPPPPP…HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE…SSSSTTTTOOPPPPPP…AAAAAHHHHHHH…heeheeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheeheehheheehehheehheehehheehheheheheehehehehehhehehehheehheheeehheheheehheehheheh
MY FEEEETTTTTT!!!!”
The girls all looked at each other and burst out laughing once again as Chris laughed under them.
“Come on Chris…it’s not like we are hurting you. Just having some fun with the girls Chris, don’t make it seem so unpleasant.”
Of course Chris could not hear the girl’s taunts because he was immersed in ticklish agony. With his body trembling and his laughter fading into deep silent laughter the girls intensified their tickling to maximize his ticklish response.
Watching Chris’s feet twitch and his toes flex as they ran their fingers along his ticklish skin only made them want to tickle him longer. Heather was tickling Chris’s toes and was surprised at how much he jumped as her finger’s lightly touched his toes. Tickling between his toes she found his reactions to be even more explosive. Lost in her tickling thoughts Heather began tickling with all ten fingers as Tammy and Meagan worked on Chris’s soles.
Chris was drained of all his energy and was deep in silent laughter. Never before has he been tickled for so long and so hard by so many people. His body was totally violated and he was in no position to object. All he could do was try to survive.
Gasping for air Chris began to notice the room was getting darker. His armpits were getting rapped and his stomach and sides were glowing red from all of the tickling. His twitching feet were getting worked on by three girls and all thirty of their fingers. The only escape it seemed was from passing out.
With all of the tickling and the thought of passing out Chris suddenly lost his bladder. After suffering his long tickle torture session with the girls Chris lost his will to hold it in. All of the girls stood looking down at Chris’s exhausted body as he realized he had wet himself.
Once Chris ran from the house the girls had another long hard laugh at Chris’s expense. When next Friday came around the girl’s kept talking about Chris. When the doorbell went off the girls all looked at each other and said, “NO”.
Opening the door they laughed as Chris walked into the room wearing only a pair of swimming trunks.
Written By Tower98
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Tina and her four good friends were all relaxing in the living room. Every Friday night the girls would get together to have a few drinks at the end of the week. It was a way for them to let off some stress and to talk and gossip.
After a few drinks the girls were getting goofy as they listened to the radio. Laughing about old stories they were soon totally relaxed in each others company. The five friends were having a blast as the night went on.
When the doorbell rang a moan escaped the five friends. No one wanted to get the door because they all had a pretty good idea who was at the door. Chris was the dorky neighbor who has had a thing for Tina ever since middle school. He had a way of bringing down the party and that was never a good thing.
Chris wore his thick glasses along with his dress slacks and dress shirt. Standing in the middle of the living room he looked at the girls and stumbled for some words. The girls just sat and starred at him knowing they were making him nervous. They could usually get him to leave after a short visit.
Sitting with her legs crossed Tina played with her shoulder length blond hair as she watched Chris blush as he asked her what she did all day. Answering his question she sat straight up as she remembered how she got him to stop coming over when they were kids.
Carol was just as stunning as Tina. They were the typical girl next door kind of girls. Also sporting her shoulder length hair which was dark brown she also loved wearing jeans. Just like Tina she was 5’4 and 110lbs. Carol was getting annoyed listening to Chris talk about his computer job.
Megan was sitting on the sofa laughing with Tammy as they watched Chris try to score with Tina. The 5’8 155lb Carol had some really curly hair that seemed to draw attention to her already Amazon like personality.
Tammy was falling back from laughing so hard. Chris was telling Tina how sexy she looked and she was busting up as she watched Tina try to keep from laughing. Tammy was only 5’2 but her loud personality made her seem like a giant. Just like the rest of her friends she wore her hair down. After all she was only trying to relax.
Heather was also 5’8 but was very petit. A very goofy girl she enjoyed laughter and was always looking to have a good time. Standing up she stood next to Chris and looked down at him. Chris was only 5’5 so he had to look up at Heather.
“So Chris, have you ever been with five girls at once before?”
“WHAT!?”
Tina whispered into Carol’s ear and Carol’s eyes grew bigger as she listened. Tina stood up and walked up to Chris who was surprised Tina was in his face. As Tina walked right up to Chris he took a step back and bumped into Heather.
“Ohh…sorry about that.” Chris said as he looked down at the floor.
Chris was blushing as he felt Tina’s eyes on him.
Tina began unbuttoning Chris’s shirt.
“Let’s see that manly body Chris” Tina said as she took of his shirt.
“Hold up your arms Chris” Tina said
Chris looked at Tina wondering why she asked him that. Shrugging his shoulders he raised his arms up.
Tina told Heather to hold his arms up for her. Chris looked over his shoulder at Heather and then shifted his gaze back to Tina. Moving her fingers in front of Chris’s face she wiggled them saying, “Tickle-tickle Chris”.
With out being touched Chris began to laugh and pull his arms down. A look of embarrassment came over his face when he realized Heather was to strong for him to break free.
Meagan stood up and took one arm leaving Heather only holding one arm.
“Go ahead, tickle this goof ball” Meagan said.
Chris was giggling as Tina wiggled her fingers in Chris’s armpits. She was surprised at just how ticklish he still was. Flash backs came to her of the days she would hold him down and tickle him till he cried. She always did wonder what would have happened if she did not stop tickling him as he begged to be freed before he wet himself.
Chris was getting weak in the legs but Meagan and Heather pulled him back up. Tina was letting her fingers go crazy in the inner crevices of Chris’s pits.
“Someone’s still very ticklish, any guesses who that might be?” Tina asked playfully.
Carol was laughing at the sight of her friends tickling Chris. The poor kid was trying so hard to fall to the floor but her friends would not let him. Wanting to be involved she slowly approached Chris. Pushing Tina the two girls took a pit each to tickle.
Chris was howling as he felt ten fingers tickling each armpit. Stomping his feet did not work and he was laughing to hard to talk. These girls were ganging up on him and he was feeling very dominated at the moment.
“HHEEEHEHEEE…PPPPPLLLLLLEEEEAASSSSSSEEEEE…TTTIIINNNNAAAA…TINA!!!!PLEASE…STTTTTTOOPPPPP…HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE…SSSSTTTTOOPPPPPP…AAAAAHHHHHHH…heeheeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheeheehheheehehheehheehehheehheheheheehehehehehhehehehheehheheeehheheheehheehheheh”
Tammy just could not watch as her friends all had fun so she also joined in. Shoving her way between Tina and Carol she let her fingers explore Chris’s stomach. Tammy was surprised at how much fun she was having. Listening to Chris laughing and felling him wiggling as she tickled his stomach was a blast.
Meagan wrapped her arms around Chris’s keeping them above his head so Heather could join in. Heather dug her fingers into Chris’s sides getting immediate screams from Chris.
“Screaming like a little sissy are you Chris? Try to take it like a man. You know how many guys would love to be where you are loser? Shut up already sissy boy. Laugh like a man Chris!” Heather was telling Chris as she really got into it.
“PPLEASE…I can’t take it…” Chris pleaded to the five friends who were all into the tickling. Chris finally fell to his knees but Meagan made sure he didn’t fall down any more then that. Heather was also knelling as she continued to tickle Chris’s sides.
Tina and Carol were kneeling as well as they kept up the armpit tickling. Tammy sat down Indian style as she ran her fingers all over Chris’s heaving chest.
“Does it tickle here?
How about here?
And here?” Tammy was asking as she went into Chris’s navel.
“He’s crying…he’s crying girls. We are making Chris cry…” Tina sang out as her friends poured it on.
Chris was shocked he could not break free from the girls. Trying with all of his might he was condemned to his ticklish fate. Tears streaked down his face as he felt his body struggling to with stand the tickling from these over powering bullies. Unable to speak clearly he could only express his displeasure with his gut wrenching laughter.
“Who is this ticklish little boy? Such a loud laugher he is” Carol teased.
Chris landed on the floor and was sucking in much needed air as he looked up at the girls starring down at him. With the blink of his eyes he was horrified to see the girls pouncing at him once again.
“NO-NO…NNNOOOOOOOO…” Chris screamed as all five girls attacked him quickly.
“What’s a matter, don’t like playing with girls?” Heather asked.
Tina and Carol sat on Chris’s sides tickling his sides and ribs with much success. Above him was Meagan wiggling her fingers deep in both of his armpits. Sitting on his waist was Tammy who was running her finger tips all over Chris’s stomach and navel.
Heather squatted over Chris and unbuckled his belt. Pulling the belt slowly she laughed as her friends all began screaming at her to take off the pants. Pointing at her self she lipped the words, “Who me?”
Chris was laughing very hard and only realized his pants were off when he saw Heather whipping them around over her head. Suddenly Chris felt very vulnerable. As soon as he felt Heather’s hands tickling his thighs Chris erupted in even a higher pitched laughter.
Chris was on a wild roller coaster ride taking him on the tickling ride of his life. There was nothing he could do to get away or to stop this ride. Five girls were tickling him so bad he was paralyzed. His eyes darted from girl to girl as his brain tried to make his arms push off the girls, but that was never going to happen.
The laughter from Chris and the five girls was so loud no one could hear the planes over head that usually disrupted the girls as they watched TV or listened to the radio. Poor Chris was ready to burst as he laughed for over an hour.
Once again Chris was sucking in much needed air as the girls moved around. Tina was now straddling his stomach and Carol straddling his chest positioned to tickle his armpits. Chris was not sure where the other girls went, he was just happy the tickling stopped.
All of a sudden Chris’s greatest fear was taking place. Chris felt a girl sit on each leg and felt hands on his ticklish feet. His dress socks were removed and Chris new he was not going to be able to take the tickling on his feet.
“Please…NO MORE! NOT MY FEET!”
The girls laughed at Chris’s desperation and were getting butterflies in their stomachs as they anticipated his reactions. To weak to fight Chris could not kick free from the girls hold on him and began crying out as he felt the fingernails racing along his big feet.
All along his ticklish feet he felt the girls showing no mercy on him. Then Tina and Carol joined in and his entire body was engulfed in tickling flamed. Loud ear piercing screams came out of Chris’s mouth as he begged and pleaded with his tormentors.
“NOOO…HHEEEHEHEEE…PPPPPLLLLLLEEEEAASSSSSSEEEEE…TTTIIINNNNAAAA…TINA!!!!PLEASE…STTTTTTOOPPPPP…HHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHE…SSSSTTTTOOPPPPPP…AAAAAHHHHHHH…heeheeheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheheeheehheheehehheehheehehheehheheheheehehehehehhehehehheehheheeehheheheehheehheheh
MY FEEEETTTTTT!!!!”
The girls all looked at each other and burst out laughing once again as Chris laughed under them.
“Come on Chris…it’s not like we are hurting you. Just having some fun with the girls Chris, don’t make it seem so unpleasant.”
Of course Chris could not hear the girl’s taunts because he was immersed in ticklish agony. With his body trembling and his laughter fading into deep silent laughter the girls intensified their tickling to maximize his ticklish response.
Watching Chris’s feet twitch and his toes flex as they ran their fingers along his ticklish skin only made them want to tickle him longer. Heather was tickling Chris’s toes and was surprised at how much he jumped as her finger’s lightly touched his toes. Tickling between his toes she found his reactions to be even more explosive. Lost in her tickling thoughts Heather began tickling with all ten fingers as Tammy and Meagan worked on Chris’s soles.
Chris was drained of all his energy and was deep in silent laughter. Never before has he been tickled for so long and so hard by so many people. His body was totally violated and he was in no position to object. All he could do was try to survive.
Gasping for air Chris began to notice the room was getting darker. His armpits were getting rapped and his stomach and sides were glowing red from all of the tickling. His twitching feet were getting worked on by three girls and all thirty of their fingers. The only escape it seemed was from passing out.
With all of the tickling and the thought of passing out Chris suddenly lost his bladder. After suffering his long tickle torture session with the girls Chris lost his will to hold it in. All of the girls stood looking down at Chris’s exhausted body as he realized he had wet himself.
Once Chris ran from the house the girls had another long hard laugh at Chris’s expense. When next Friday came around the girl’s kept talking about Chris. When the doorbell went off the girls all looked at each other and said, “NO”.
Opening the door they laughed as Chris walked into the room wearing only a pair of swimming trunks.
