CuteJill143
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I posted this 3 years ago about and I never posted it here and I should have. I've been thinking about it a lot lately cuz I haven't had a crazy tickle session in a long time..only 1 person responded to it 3 years ago though. This is something I thought I had dreamed lol I was so overwhelmed
***Everybody in any tickling parts of the story involved was not a minor****
Saturday, February 26th I relived a long waited for fantasy and it was so least expected. I got off of work at 10:00 pm and my friend Tina told me to come over with her and her girlfriends for a few beers so I came. There was her cousin Jessica, her next-door neighbor Eileen and Eileen’s cousin, Nissa. A half hour later, Tina’s boyfriend, Sean showed up with his two friends, Al and Frank. They brought more beer. I’m on anti-depressants so I didn’t have much to drink. We were in a comfy basement with a couch and a bed. When we were running low on beer I offered to drive Frank’s car to Pathmark to buy more beers being that I was the only one closest to sober. He came too of course. Little did I know that this Frank character was going to fulfill one of my greatest fantasies later on in the night. He insisted that I come into Pathmark with him and than I also directed him to the nearest 24-hour deli because he was hungry. When we came back I started drinking more. Nissa was already upstairs sleeping. Eileen, Jessica and Tina were getting sleepy, they had smoked some weed while me and Frank were at the store. After Frank ate he was laying on the bed in the basement. I was so shot that in a friendly/playful kinda way I was like “Okay Frank, outta the way you! I’m passing out right here also!!” Then, Jessica went upstairs to go to sleep in Tina’s mother’s bedroom. Tina and Sean went up to her room. Than Eileen and her three year old son slept in a different upstairs bedroom. Frank and I were all alone on the bed. It was about 4:30 AM. It was chilly in her basement even with the heater on. Frank and I had a heating pad under the sheets. He told me to get comfortable and we went under the blankets. He made a comment about how nice he thought me body was and how I was lucky he was able to keep his hands off of me. (little did I know it had to do with tickling) We were both half asleep when he whispered to me, asking if I was ticklish. And I simply said “yeah, a little bit.” I than dozed off to sleep. I don’t think he did because I turned my body around and than I jumped out of my halfway sleep to him tickling my left armpit. I literally jumped and shrieked. It seemed to excite him much more for somebody who I did not think was a fetishist. He wasn’t aware of my fetish that's for sure. I really think he had no Idea but who cares? lol. Next thing that I knew is that he was getting both armpits at once. I made my way out of his grip and started poking his stomach, making him giggle a little bit. He was very ticklish himself. Than he got me into a scissor-lock and just kept poking and tickling my ribs and under my arms. I was flipping out laughing. I was only able to reach one of his socked feet and I started tickling it to fight back. His feet were really sensitive. I happened to be barefoot that night myself. Barefoot, skinny jeans and a ribbed tank top. “Oh, so you wanna tickle feet?” he asked in a teasingly and sarcastic way. I never realized how ticklish my feet were until grabbed both of mine and started gently scratching my soles and under my toes. I was screaming and begging for him to stop. After I wiggled out of that he still wouldn’t stop! He grabbed both of my arms and pinned me down with my upper body almost sort of falling off the edge of the bed. Half my body was on the bed and half was off. I wasn’t even able to move now at this point. “What are you gonna do?” he kept asking. “There’s no escape now, you can’t move!” I was so beyond turned on at this point. I felt you know....excited! lol....I was so overwhelmed with laughter and the fact that I was actually being ticled and reliving a fantasy. Guys never tickled me that much, nothing like that happened to me before until this. Everything else was blocked out from my mind at that moment. I really couldn’t move. He started tickling my upper body all over the place, non-stop mercilessly. There were now tears in my eyes and I wasn’t laughing anymore, I was screaming. Although I was screaming stop at some points, I never wanted it to end. The hottest thing he did was him looking my straight in my eyes and asking me “Is it torture??” with a huge smile on his face. I remember cussing and him too. Telling him I hated him and he was this and that and needed to stop. That provoked him more and I loved it and never wanted it to end. Than he was all like “Tell me I win Jill!!!! Tell me that I win!!!” I’ve had bronchitis for the past week and all of a sudden I really wasn’t able to breath literally and I needed my Albuterol inhaler so I said “Frank, seriously stop for now.” We were both sweating. He had a hard on and that’s the only reason why I think there’s a chance that he might also share this fetish with me. Also because he wouldn’t stop. And that torture comment also convinced me. When It was over, I went to go drink some water, use my inhaler than watch TV. I was so out of breath. He was sprawled out on the bed and even kept provoking me to come back for round two. “Ha ha I won, I’m King of the bed, the bed is all mine!!” I just knew he was provoking me but we were both tired. I looked at the clock and realized that he had been tickling me for more than an hour. I went back to the bed and laid on top on him because his whole body was sprawled on the bed. He looked me in the eye and said “I win every round, Jill. I win Round one, round two, round three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine!!! I just always win.”
Then I went back on my side and we both fell asleep. all that i could think was WOW....=) The next morning as we woke up he started at it again but freaked and stopped when everyone else came down. I never saw him again and just by chance I searched the TMF during that time for him. I saw him a year later in the mall but he seemed nervous and awkward but made the eye contact like he was aware of who I was. Well Frank from staten island...I guess If you are on here, please send me private message. Thank you!
***Everybody in any tickling parts of the story involved was not a minor****
Saturday, February 26th I relived a long waited for fantasy and it was so least expected. I got off of work at 10:00 pm and my friend Tina told me to come over with her and her girlfriends for a few beers so I came. There was her cousin Jessica, her next-door neighbor Eileen and Eileen’s cousin, Nissa. A half hour later, Tina’s boyfriend, Sean showed up with his two friends, Al and Frank. They brought more beer. I’m on anti-depressants so I didn’t have much to drink. We were in a comfy basement with a couch and a bed. When we were running low on beer I offered to drive Frank’s car to Pathmark to buy more beers being that I was the only one closest to sober. He came too of course. Little did I know that this Frank character was going to fulfill one of my greatest fantasies later on in the night. He insisted that I come into Pathmark with him and than I also directed him to the nearest 24-hour deli because he was hungry. When we came back I started drinking more. Nissa was already upstairs sleeping. Eileen, Jessica and Tina were getting sleepy, they had smoked some weed while me and Frank were at the store. After Frank ate he was laying on the bed in the basement. I was so shot that in a friendly/playful kinda way I was like “Okay Frank, outta the way you! I’m passing out right here also!!” Then, Jessica went upstairs to go to sleep in Tina’s mother’s bedroom. Tina and Sean went up to her room. Than Eileen and her three year old son slept in a different upstairs bedroom. Frank and I were all alone on the bed. It was about 4:30 AM. It was chilly in her basement even with the heater on. Frank and I had a heating pad under the sheets. He told me to get comfortable and we went under the blankets. He made a comment about how nice he thought me body was and how I was lucky he was able to keep his hands off of me. (little did I know it had to do with tickling) We were both half asleep when he whispered to me, asking if I was ticklish. And I simply said “yeah, a little bit.” I than dozed off to sleep. I don’t think he did because I turned my body around and than I jumped out of my halfway sleep to him tickling my left armpit. I literally jumped and shrieked. It seemed to excite him much more for somebody who I did not think was a fetishist. He wasn’t aware of my fetish that's for sure. I really think he had no Idea but who cares? lol. Next thing that I knew is that he was getting both armpits at once. I made my way out of his grip and started poking his stomach, making him giggle a little bit. He was very ticklish himself. Than he got me into a scissor-lock and just kept poking and tickling my ribs and under my arms. I was flipping out laughing. I was only able to reach one of his socked feet and I started tickling it to fight back. His feet were really sensitive. I happened to be barefoot that night myself. Barefoot, skinny jeans and a ribbed tank top. “Oh, so you wanna tickle feet?” he asked in a teasingly and sarcastic way. I never realized how ticklish my feet were until grabbed both of mine and started gently scratching my soles and under my toes. I was screaming and begging for him to stop. After I wiggled out of that he still wouldn’t stop! He grabbed both of my arms and pinned me down with my upper body almost sort of falling off the edge of the bed. Half my body was on the bed and half was off. I wasn’t even able to move now at this point. “What are you gonna do?” he kept asking. “There’s no escape now, you can’t move!” I was so beyond turned on at this point. I felt you know....excited! lol....I was so overwhelmed with laughter and the fact that I was actually being ticled and reliving a fantasy. Guys never tickled me that much, nothing like that happened to me before until this. Everything else was blocked out from my mind at that moment. I really couldn’t move. He started tickling my upper body all over the place, non-stop mercilessly. There were now tears in my eyes and I wasn’t laughing anymore, I was screaming. Although I was screaming stop at some points, I never wanted it to end. The hottest thing he did was him looking my straight in my eyes and asking me “Is it torture??” with a huge smile on his face. I remember cussing and him too. Telling him I hated him and he was this and that and needed to stop. That provoked him more and I loved it and never wanted it to end. Than he was all like “Tell me I win Jill!!!! Tell me that I win!!!” I’ve had bronchitis for the past week and all of a sudden I really wasn’t able to breath literally and I needed my Albuterol inhaler so I said “Frank, seriously stop for now.” We were both sweating. He had a hard on and that’s the only reason why I think there’s a chance that he might also share this fetish with me. Also because he wouldn’t stop. And that torture comment also convinced me. When It was over, I went to go drink some water, use my inhaler than watch TV. I was so out of breath. He was sprawled out on the bed and even kept provoking me to come back for round two. “Ha ha I won, I’m King of the bed, the bed is all mine!!” I just knew he was provoking me but we were both tired. I looked at the clock and realized that he had been tickling me for more than an hour. I went back to the bed and laid on top on him because his whole body was sprawled on the bed. He looked me in the eye and said “I win every round, Jill. I win Round one, round two, round three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine!!! I just always win.”
Then I went back on my side and we both fell asleep. all that i could think was WOW....=) The next morning as we woke up he started at it again but freaked and stopped when everyone else came down. I never saw him again and just by chance I searched the TMF during that time for him. I saw him a year later in the mall but he seemed nervous and awkward but made the eye contact like he was aware of who I was. Well Frank from staten island...I guess If you are on here, please send me private message. Thank you!
