Here's another installment of one of my wife' Kelley's many true tickling stories.
This one occured about six months into our dating when she was in her mid twenties.
Every summer, Kelley and her family go on vacation to her cousins way down south for a week but this time she was not looking forward to due to her not being a kid anymore and she and I had a really great relationship started and wanted to stay home.
She actually tried getting out of going so that we could have their house to ourselves but that did not work out but as you will see I'm glad it didn't.
When they did get back from vacation, I immediatly went to Kelley's house and after she told me about the time she had I jokingly asked her "did you get tickled while you were there?" and she got a funny look on her face and said "as a matter of fact, I did. You're not mad are you?" I said iwasn't mad and told her to tell me about it.
She told me to go downstairs to the basement (nicely finished) and she'd tell me about it. As I followed her downstairs my mind was racing about what happened to her.
I would add, that I did have Kelley tell me this story last night to help with the details but she did tell me she hated this story because it reminded her of how she was literally "tickle tortured".
Kelley said after they were there for about four days, she, her younger sister (also hot but a flaming bitch) after a day of hanging out at their pool
were in the family room with her older cousin.
After a while, two of her cousin's friends came by one of which she described as a "big ape", about 6'3", 250 pounds and about 25 years old and she said this guy had come by several times hand tried flirting with her on several occassions.
I could understand that, Kelley was ridiculously beautiful and she knew it and knew the affect she had on guys and used it to her advantage.
During that time, Kelley pretty much thought the world revolved around her and that she was the "princess". She definatly was.
Kelley said she had ignored her admiror's advances and probably came off as something of a bitch. These kind of girls are the type I loved to tickle and she was definatly a tickler's dream.
Anyway, Kelley said she was laying the couch with her feet on the arm rest reading a magazine and bored out of her mind. I should tell you, she said she was wearing her white bikini with cut-off shorts and these well worn white flip-flops she used to always wear. By well worn, she had worn them all the time and you could see the imprint of her sexy toes and sole of her feet in them because of the little dirt ground into them and as always her toes were painted cherry red.
She said this "big ape" who was a little over weight but muscular too started trying to impress everyone with his stupid jokes, none of which were at the least bit funny and did not laugh at any off them .
Kelley could tell the guy was getting a little disturbed by her lack of paying attention to him when he said "what's the matter Kelley, you havin' a bad day or somethin'" and she told him she was having a great day and his jokes were so funny she could bearly breath from laughing so hard. She said
that in what she found out may have been a little too sarcastic.
She said she put the magazine down and laid her head back and closed her eyes hoping he would shut up so she could relax however she didn't see him comming up to the end of the couch were her feet were dangling off
and all of a sudden she said she felt thid tremendous weight on her ankles and when she looked up she saw that he sitting on her ankles, straddling her feet with his back to her.
Kelley said her feet were firmly pinned to the arm rest and she could not pull them free and yelled "what the hell do you think you're doing? Get off my feet you big jerk"
Kelley said she new quite well what he had in mind because there was no other reason for him to sit on her anlkes and that was to tickle her feet. This she knew from plenty of experience of guys tickling her feet in this manner.
This guy said to her " I think you have been just a little to disrespectful these last couple of days and I think I'll show a little northern city girl like you
what happens when they aint nice".
She felt him tugging at her flip-flops and she immediatly clenched her toes to keep them on her feet and to get her to release her grip, he began to tickle the sides of her feet.
Kelley said she relied on her 15 second resistance to tickling she built up over the years and hoped he 'd give up after a few seconds and she even said " your wasting your time, my feet arent at all ticklish, now get off me".
To her surprise her sister who also was tired of her "i'm the princess attitude said " keep tickling her feet, she can hold out for about 20 seconds and then she'll start laughing, she can't stand to be tickled ".
Kelley glared at her sister and said "thanks alot you little bitch".
She said he kept tickling the sides of her feet and then pulled the heels of her flip-flops up and began to tickle both heels at the same time.
That did the trick because she said she started laughing which caused her to release her grip and he was able to get her flip-flops of Kelley's beatiful feet.
Having done that he said "honey, I'm going to give you ticklin' you ain't never goin to forget" and she said " oh my God, he started tickling the bottoms of my feet like you would not believe (I"m going crazy now with those jealous/turned on feelings). She said she thought he'd be a bad tickler
because he was so big and cloddy but she said he probably had the best tickling touch she ever endured. "Honey, this man was making me laugh so hard that I grabbed the pillow I had my head on and bit it to help me deal with being tickled but that didn't do any good".
She said he tickled her feet for aleast ten minutes when her cousin and sister got up to leave. She begged them to help get him off of her but they laughed and told her she deserved it and they left her the mercy of this man torturing her.
Kelley used the word "torture" because she felt he was actually trying to torture by relentlessly tickling her feet for so long without a break. She said she even tried the "please stop, I'm going to wet myself" defense but he told her "go ahead, ain't my furniture" and he kept stroking the soles of her feet for several minutes.
Kell said she thought was going to loose her mind because she'd never been tickled like this before. Even her boyfriends who tickled her in the past for long periods of time gave her breaks to catch her breath.
He did tell Kelley "sounds now like you are laughing so hard you can bearly breath" and she the began to beg him to stop tickling her feet in between her gales of laughter. She said she hated to beg him to stop but had to do something.
Finally, she said he stopped and it felt as though he was getting off of her feet and she knew she had to try to make a break for it even though she was worn out from the foot tickling so she said she quickly turned on to her stomach in an attempt to pull her feet out from under him but he immediatly sat down on the backs of her ankles again pinning her feet down, this time soles up ( my favorite position) and he again began to tickle Kelley's sexy bare feet. She said now all she could do was just lay there and laugh her ass off while he tortured her defensless feet.
I was jealous as hell picturing this "ape" tickling my beautiful woman to death but also I wanted to make love to her on the spot I was so turned on.
Finally , Kelley said her aunt came in and said "boy, leave that poor girl alone before you tickle her to death".
He got off of Kelley but not before saying " you got a couple more days down here honey, you best behave or you'll get some more ticklin'"
Kelley said she laid there for about a half hour to recover from this severe foot tickling and told me she will never forget the way he tickled her feet. She said "Iv'e never felt more ticklish feeling on my feet like that ever, the worst was when I was face down and his hands were so big he was able to hold my toes down on the arm rest while he tickled both of my feet at the same time with his other hand and the whole ting lasted about 20 minutes"'.
I was glad her parents weren't home because we made love like crazy that day on her couch downstairs.
What was great was later I asked her to put on her white bikini, cutoffs and flip-flops so that we could recreate her foot tickling and she agreed and she said with a gleam in her eyes "as long as you don't torture me to bad"
When she laid on the couch looking like that, I couldn't believe my eyes and then she put her feet on the arm rest and said"tickle me, tickle as long as you want".
I'll never get the vision of her squirming feet out of my mind the way they were pinned on the arm rest and hanging over it a little.
I tickled her with her flip-flops on and with them off but most of all I tickled those soft sexy feet while she was on her stomach, soles up.
I told her last night that I wanted to tickle that way again soon and she said maybe soon and she said I have got a better idea in store for you
and she told me what that was and it was mind blowing.
I'll tell you about it next time but it has to do with her arranging for herself to be tickled as part of my birthday present. She is truely amazing
how she tolerates my love of tickling her.
Hpoe you enjoyed Kelley's tickle torture as much as I did, and comments are greatly appreciated.
Have a nice weekend.
This one occured about six months into our dating when she was in her mid twenties.
Every summer, Kelley and her family go on vacation to her cousins way down south for a week but this time she was not looking forward to due to her not being a kid anymore and she and I had a really great relationship started and wanted to stay home.
She actually tried getting out of going so that we could have their house to ourselves but that did not work out but as you will see I'm glad it didn't.
When they did get back from vacation, I immediatly went to Kelley's house and after she told me about the time she had I jokingly asked her "did you get tickled while you were there?" and she got a funny look on her face and said "as a matter of fact, I did. You're not mad are you?" I said iwasn't mad and told her to tell me about it.
She told me to go downstairs to the basement (nicely finished) and she'd tell me about it. As I followed her downstairs my mind was racing about what happened to her.
I would add, that I did have Kelley tell me this story last night to help with the details but she did tell me she hated this story because it reminded her of how she was literally "tickle tortured".
Kelley said after they were there for about four days, she, her younger sister (also hot but a flaming bitch) after a day of hanging out at their pool
were in the family room with her older cousin.
After a while, two of her cousin's friends came by one of which she described as a "big ape", about 6'3", 250 pounds and about 25 years old and she said this guy had come by several times hand tried flirting with her on several occassions.
I could understand that, Kelley was ridiculously beautiful and she knew it and knew the affect she had on guys and used it to her advantage.
During that time, Kelley pretty much thought the world revolved around her and that she was the "princess". She definatly was.
Kelley said she had ignored her admiror's advances and probably came off as something of a bitch. These kind of girls are the type I loved to tickle and she was definatly a tickler's dream.
Anyway, Kelley said she was laying the couch with her feet on the arm rest reading a magazine and bored out of her mind. I should tell you, she said she was wearing her white bikini with cut-off shorts and these well worn white flip-flops she used to always wear. By well worn, she had worn them all the time and you could see the imprint of her sexy toes and sole of her feet in them because of the little dirt ground into them and as always her toes were painted cherry red.
She said this "big ape" who was a little over weight but muscular too started trying to impress everyone with his stupid jokes, none of which were at the least bit funny and did not laugh at any off them .
Kelley could tell the guy was getting a little disturbed by her lack of paying attention to him when he said "what's the matter Kelley, you havin' a bad day or somethin'" and she told him she was having a great day and his jokes were so funny she could bearly breath from laughing so hard. She said
that in what she found out may have been a little too sarcastic.
She said she put the magazine down and laid her head back and closed her eyes hoping he would shut up so she could relax however she didn't see him comming up to the end of the couch were her feet were dangling off
and all of a sudden she said she felt thid tremendous weight on her ankles and when she looked up she saw that he sitting on her ankles, straddling her feet with his back to her.
Kelley said her feet were firmly pinned to the arm rest and she could not pull them free and yelled "what the hell do you think you're doing? Get off my feet you big jerk"
Kelley said she new quite well what he had in mind because there was no other reason for him to sit on her anlkes and that was to tickle her feet. This she knew from plenty of experience of guys tickling her feet in this manner.
This guy said to her " I think you have been just a little to disrespectful these last couple of days and I think I'll show a little northern city girl like you
what happens when they aint nice".
She felt him tugging at her flip-flops and she immediatly clenched her toes to keep them on her feet and to get her to release her grip, he began to tickle the sides of her feet.
Kelley said she relied on her 15 second resistance to tickling she built up over the years and hoped he 'd give up after a few seconds and she even said " your wasting your time, my feet arent at all ticklish, now get off me".
To her surprise her sister who also was tired of her "i'm the princess attitude said " keep tickling her feet, she can hold out for about 20 seconds and then she'll start laughing, she can't stand to be tickled ".
Kelley glared at her sister and said "thanks alot you little bitch".
She said he kept tickling the sides of her feet and then pulled the heels of her flip-flops up and began to tickle both heels at the same time.
That did the trick because she said she started laughing which caused her to release her grip and he was able to get her flip-flops of Kelley's beatiful feet.
Having done that he said "honey, I'm going to give you ticklin' you ain't never goin to forget" and she said " oh my God, he started tickling the bottoms of my feet like you would not believe (I"m going crazy now with those jealous/turned on feelings). She said she thought he'd be a bad tickler
because he was so big and cloddy but she said he probably had the best tickling touch she ever endured. "Honey, this man was making me laugh so hard that I grabbed the pillow I had my head on and bit it to help me deal with being tickled but that didn't do any good".
She said he tickled her feet for aleast ten minutes when her cousin and sister got up to leave. She begged them to help get him off of her but they laughed and told her she deserved it and they left her the mercy of this man torturing her.
Kelley used the word "torture" because she felt he was actually trying to torture by relentlessly tickling her feet for so long without a break. She said she even tried the "please stop, I'm going to wet myself" defense but he told her "go ahead, ain't my furniture" and he kept stroking the soles of her feet for several minutes.
Kell said she thought was going to loose her mind because she'd never been tickled like this before. Even her boyfriends who tickled her in the past for long periods of time gave her breaks to catch her breath.
He did tell Kelley "sounds now like you are laughing so hard you can bearly breath" and she the began to beg him to stop tickling her feet in between her gales of laughter. She said she hated to beg him to stop but had to do something.
Finally, she said he stopped and it felt as though he was getting off of her feet and she knew she had to try to make a break for it even though she was worn out from the foot tickling so she said she quickly turned on to her stomach in an attempt to pull her feet out from under him but he immediatly sat down on the backs of her ankles again pinning her feet down, this time soles up ( my favorite position) and he again began to tickle Kelley's sexy bare feet. She said now all she could do was just lay there and laugh her ass off while he tortured her defensless feet.
I was jealous as hell picturing this "ape" tickling my beautiful woman to death but also I wanted to make love to her on the spot I was so turned on.
Finally , Kelley said her aunt came in and said "boy, leave that poor girl alone before you tickle her to death".
He got off of Kelley but not before saying " you got a couple more days down here honey, you best behave or you'll get some more ticklin'"
Kelley said she laid there for about a half hour to recover from this severe foot tickling and told me she will never forget the way he tickled her feet. She said "Iv'e never felt more ticklish feeling on my feet like that ever, the worst was when I was face down and his hands were so big he was able to hold my toes down on the arm rest while he tickled both of my feet at the same time with his other hand and the whole ting lasted about 20 minutes"'.
I was glad her parents weren't home because we made love like crazy that day on her couch downstairs.
What was great was later I asked her to put on her white bikini, cutoffs and flip-flops so that we could recreate her foot tickling and she agreed and she said with a gleam in her eyes "as long as you don't torture me to bad"
When she laid on the couch looking like that, I couldn't believe my eyes and then she put her feet on the arm rest and said"tickle me, tickle as long as you want".
I'll never get the vision of her squirming feet out of my mind the way they were pinned on the arm rest and hanging over it a little.
I tickled her with her flip-flops on and with them off but most of all I tickled those soft sexy feet while she was on her stomach, soles up.
I told her last night that I wanted to tickle that way again soon and she said maybe soon and she said I have got a better idea in store for you
and she told me what that was and it was mind blowing.
I'll tell you about it next time but it has to do with her arranging for herself to be tickled as part of my birthday present. She is truely amazing
how she tolerates my love of tickling her.
Hpoe you enjoyed Kelley's tickle torture as much as I did, and comments are greatly appreciated.
Have a nice weekend.
Well, my boyfriend was raised in the south and he loves to tickle that way, too. Heh, thank God for country boys.
