Hey y'all....
Ok, just so you know, this is my ex-girlfriend, not my ex-wife, hehe......and some of these stories have been posted here before, but never in the True Story forum, so this is probably where they should reside, never to be posted again.
I'm just going to post them, but, just to let you know.....they were written (here on the TMF) during one of the darker periods of my life, which reveal themselves during the stories. The happy ending is that she is totally healthy and together, and we get together once every couple of weeks, she's still in my life, and she's doing great. But these were when she wasn't doing so great, most of these stories.
But you know, I could tell you the whole story of her a
Imagine my surprise when I first found out that this girl, the girl in these pictures....liked ME! For me, it was love at first sight, but weeks later I found out that she liked me all along! For a year, we had the shyest friendship, both of us knowing that we liked each other, but somehow, probably because she was so beuatiful.....I was terrified to make a move!! It ended up being good in a way, because we became such good friends.....as it turned out, she wasn't just gorgeous, she was REALLY sweet, she had this almost little girl innocence, and she also had a great sense of humor, she was intelligent, she was just really fun to be around. Very creative, also. And of course, I'd see her, and my eyes would just.......fall out of my head, haha. Those LEGS, oh man. Her face is almost exotic, she has big giant brown eyes, and beautiful full lips.....and she worked in fashion, so she was ALWAYS dressed (amend that: to this day, she is ALWAYS dressed amazing.......even if it's dressing down, she always looks super hot).
Eventually, I DID make my move......we were on a subway platform, and I just pushed her against one of the beams and kissed her. We just made out and let the trains go by......and that's when I first found out she was ticklish. I had to know. As I was kissing, I took my hands, put them inside her jacket (which was unzipped) and spidered tickles all over her navel.......she was in mid-kiss when she broke out giggling, almost trying to buck her body back, but she was up against the beam. I rememeber she still had her eyes closed from kissing when she laughed. I said "awwwww, you're ticklish!" and gave her another flurry, and she laughed again, this time a little louder.
I didn't want to press the issue......but at that point, I knew there wasn't going to be any letting go of this girl, I now knew she was the PERFECT girl, she was ticklish...what else did I have to know.
The first couple of years we were together were SUPER hot and super happy. I tickled her alot, obviously, though I can't remember any specific instances to report. I remember that she thought the tickling thing was cute and "creative". I remember "interviewing" her about her tickle history and she told me the following memories....I had subsequently asked about each of these stories many times afterwards, and the details of the stories remained consistent.:
We live in NYC, but she's originally a Cali girl, from L.A. When I asked her about the worst time she was ever tickled, she thought about it for a second and quickly remembered when she was with these two guys who both liked her...she was kind of seeing one and later ended up seeing the other...anyway, these guys lead her into a bedroom to watch TV (these guys are house-sitting). She remembers that they were watching David Letterman. The guy my girlfriend is kind of going out with leaves to get some drinks. The other guy (who she actually likes a little bit better and like I said went on to go out with him) props some pillows behind her to make her comfortable and then says "Here, let me slip off your shoes", she's wearing sandals and he slips them off, she's not thinking anything of it, she's watching tv, she's on a bed so of course the shoes should come off! Anyhow, this guy starts lightly running his fingers over her sole and she giggles a bit, shyly, squirms, he runs his hand over her thigh, same thing. All of a sudden, the other guy comes back in and immediately they stop the flirting, but they're kind've CAUGHT in the act, if you know what I mean, and there's a little tension now in the room....so this one guy sits back on the bed....on one side of her and the other guy is sitting on her other side. They're watching David Letterman. When the commercial comes on, the same guy puts his hand on her thigh and tickles and she yelps, this time she's really shocked this guy would do this in front of his friend (and his boyfriend) and she figures the boyfriend is going to say "Hey, cut it out!" or something. But when she looks at the guys, they're giving each other some kind of devilish, knowing look when all of a sudden the same guy moves down to the foot of the bed, takes both her feet in his lap, locks her feet in place with his arm and starts to tickle. Well, immediately she starts to buck and giggle, begging him to stop, leaning forward to reach her helpless feet when all of a sudden she feels the other guy hold her back.
Now let me paint a picture of my ex-girlfriend at this point. She has size 8 feet, PERFECT, high arches, beautiful long toes, long legs, totally hot body(she says these guys used to sit around ,smoking pot and just comment on how hot her body was),she's 5'10", pretty face...can you imagine?
So anyhow, this guy is torturing her soles and she's squealing with giggles while the other guy is holding her back. Now this guy apparently gets her flat on her back, stretches her arms back and sits on her arms. I think you know what's coming next.
She says she remembers the look on the guys face as he hovered over her and put his hands in her armpits and started tickling. At this point, she totally lost it and you can just imagine what her giggles must have sounded like. She had her feet being completely teased and trapped and her underarms being completely tickled. The only thing she tells me they ever say during this whole ordeal is "you're just gonna have to take it, this is your punishment!" (I guess for being such a flirt). At one point, she says their fingers were almost in rhythm with each other ,slowly dragging back and forth under her arms with the same exact single finger drag on her soles, almost in unison! Obviously, the guy on top eventually plunged his hands into her tummy, worked her sides, up under arms by now. The guy at the bottom started working up her legs and she always remarks how he spent alot of times behind her knees and around her thighs (this drove her nuts). And finally this guy worked up to her ribs and stomach and for a while she says they were both on her sides, her arms and hands finally free but completely useless since they had her surrounded. As a grand finale, the boyfriend actually went back, held her arms over her head while the other guy straddled her, stared right into her face and tickled her everywhere, a NEW set of hands exploring her upper body, making her almost newly ticklish!
Eventually I think her shirt ripped a bit, or her breast started to almost come out when the boyfriend stopped it with "All right, she's had enough." The vibe was electric and almost embarrassed since she knew they had gotten off on it. Eventually, she ended up ditching the guy (actually both guys....they were apparently real jerks) and going out with the other. And she remembers one time she was leaning over his lap to turn up the volume on the stereo when he grabbed her by the waist and collapsed her onto his lap in a fit of ticklish giggles.
This story became like.....the hottest thing ever to me, haha. I'd ask her from time to time about it, and the details always stayed the same (and other little details I left out that have nothing to do with tickling......)
So I said after she first told me this, "wow" and all that. And while I was STILL recovering from that story, she said "I was also tickled this other time....." and began telling me this NEXT story, which took place the night she moved from L.A. to New York City.
Arriving in New York, and being young, she wanted to go right out! So she went out to a club, I think it was the Limelight. She was all dolled up and was wearing clear shoes, strappy heels, whatever you want to call it (this comes into play later in the story), and looking exquisite i'm sure! A bunch of puerto rican guys were following her around, trying to chat her up but I guess she wasn't too into it and she got away from them.
Do you know those big blow up rooms that little kids jump around in at amusement parks? This club had one of those on this night and she decided to go in and jump around. What she didn't know is that these guys had followed her in! As she was jumping around, the guys did as well, and got closer to her, finally bumping into her and knocking her down. When she was down, one of her legs kicked up and one of the guys immediatley grabbed her by the ankle and held her leg up. She started to say "Let me go" but the guy kept grinning and saying "no". She continued.."Come on! Let me go!", but then he removed her sandal, exposing her bare foot. "Give me my shoe, now come on!" she shouted, pissed off but at this, he took his finger and gave her a little tickle on the center of her sole which made her hitch forward and start to smile as she said "NO!" At this, the other guys got down on their knees and held her shoulders back and the guy tickled her sole again, slowly with one finger which collapsed her back into giggles and then he started using all of his fingers, which made her go nuts.
He kept starting and stopping, wearing her down into a giggling mess, even when he wasn't tickling and she started pleading with him to stop tickling and give her back her shoe. All of a sudden, as she was pleading, one of the guys holding her back slipped his hand around her waist and started tickling her there and she burst out screaming with laughter. At this, all the guys pounced on her tickling her while she twisted around, while the guy never let go of her ankle and continued to torture her long foot.
Eventually, she got really pissed and they took her shoe and she spent the rest of the night walking around, long legged and barefoot!
Whew. Wow. I'm getting all bothered just putting this thread together, holy moly!
She also told me she had an ex boyfriend who tickled her in the backseat during long car rides, one time tickling her onto the floor of the backseat.
She also told a story about how one time she took a bath with whom she thought was a gay guy (she hadn't been sure, but she was pretty sure he was gay)......while they were in the bath, he picked up her foot and started tickling it and then kissing it, which tickled her also and she begged him to stop.
She also told me a story about once when she and all her girlfriends were having some kind of sleepover or girl's party. They decided to all give each other massages. She was the one getting the massage and the girl who was massaging her was in love with her, she was a lesbian girl or bi. Once she was massaging her, she discovered my girl was ticklish. The girl loved this, started tickling her, and apparently the other girls all joined in and tickled her like crazy. She said all she remembered was being on the floor, trapped, laughing and screaming, and scared because she couldn't get up.
So I definitely had me a well-tickled babe, right? And if you see those pictures, WHO can resist?
She was so ticklish, that sometimes I wasn't even trying to tickle her!
she and I lived with another guy and one time we were all piled on his big bed watching TV. She was leaning up against the wall, with her leg extended and her foot right in my lap. I was watching the movie and caressing her foot for a few minutes, when I looked over at her and her face was totally red, ready to burst in to giggling, but her eyes still fixed on the TV. I remember she took a breath and in that breath you could hear the wavering and that she was JUST on the edge of losing it. I grinned, and modified my style and I heard her take ANOTHER breath, her grin broaden (she now knew I was onto her), her eyes shut tight for a second, take another wavering breath....if I had wanted to I could have really made her lose it.....then my friend suddenly turned his head, looked at her face, looked straight down at my hand on her foot, put two and two together and turned back to the TV. I stopped then, but it was super hot, believe me!!!
I also tied her up and tickled her once. Now, in retrospect, I don't know why I didn't try that more!!!!! I actually recorded it and tickled her from head to toe. One time I asked her about being tickled, which was her favorite area to be tickled......amazingly, she said that she loved being really tickled bad on her sides, like digging in. Girls like adrenelin rushes, they like being scared!
So..........ok..........the problem was, she had warned me that before we went out, she had been really wild, and had problems. For the first couple of years we were together, everything was idyllic. But she also had some problems, I'll just leave it at that........and her behavior started to get erratic. Drinking did NOT help matters, and she began to drink ALOT. All the time. Sometimes, first thing in the morning. Eventually, not sometimes, but every day. She ended up losing her job. I was trying to help her, but she was starting to get really promiscuous. She all of a sudden, got obsessed with being like...a "bad girl". If a guy whistled at her on the street, she'd get in his car. Things obviously started to fall apart with us, but because she was acting so out of her mind, I hung in there to try and get her help.....which I eventually did. Like I said, alls well ends well. But first things had to get bad.
Anyway, one thing she did was she started dancing for money, but she'd often end up making out with the customers. Then she found something she really liked.....she became a thousand dollar an hour escort. Money......sex.....and she could drink as much as she wanted. She didn't tell me this at first, but eventually I found out.
There was one thing during this time that would keep me going.....and that was.......sometimes when she'd be out on a job....she'd get tickled. I was demented during this time too, but I made her promise me to tell me if she ever got tickled, it was a way I could deal.
She did this for a while, almost a year.......but she did report back. The first time, she was telling me this OTHER story about her night, nothing to do with sex, when all of a sudden, in the middle of it, she got this look on her face of "oh my god, i just remembered" and said "I got tickled last night!!!!" So I made her tell it right then and there...and she was annoyed, she wanted to finish the story she was already telling. So she told me, and I quickly wrote it down, and here's what I FIRST posted on the TMF about it:
Her driver picks her up and drives her from job to job. She gets this job to go to this rich, older man's apartment. She said he was in his 50's. Anyhow, she comes in and he has her sit down on this big couch. She slips off her shoes, she said she was wearing her tight little Victoria's Secret dress, so I'm sure she looked delicious. They were sitting on the couch, breaking the ice and talking (she says alot of men pay her just to talk and hang out and fool around besides sex) when he fixed her a look and said "You look ticklish". She said what flashed in her mind was "uh-oh, I'm going to get tickled". "Actually, I'm very ticklish" she replied to him. All of a sudden, he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her stretched out across his lap and dug his fingers into her tummy and waist. She immediatley started screaming and kicking and giggling like crazy and begging him over and over to stop. She said he just gazed into her laughing face and kept savagely tickling her torso. She said for a second she started to almost get away and he tried to grab her feet but she kicked away but then he had her by her waist again. After a while, he relented and she said she just went limp in his lap, catching her breath. She lifted up her arms to put her hands through her hair (since she had been shaking her head so violently) but when she did he suddenly put his fingers under her smooth, bare armpits and started tickling, to which she immediatley clenched back her arms and burst out with screams of helpless giggling. Her arms were clenched tight but his fingers were so wedged in that she couldn't get away-he had her good. I asked her what it was all like and she said it was fun!
That was the SHORT story, which she told me but she was almost pissed at all my questions. LIke I said, she was in the middle of telling me this other story and she wanted to finish it. So the next time I saw her, I made her tell it to me again, and this time she told me slow, and I asked a million questoins during it....so here's the same story, the long version:
She went on this call to a nice apartment (in Manhattan), a heavy set man in his 50's, she came in, gave him an immediate hug and greeted herself, took care of money, he invited her to sit on the couch which she did, kicking her shoes off in the process (for those interested, they were Candies, and she has really long 8 1/2 soles, with high arches, long toes....as soon as I have a scanner I might post some pics so you could see). He sat down next to her, she's wearing a Victoria's Secret dress, really slinky and backless, she's got a baby doll face, really big eyes, beautiful lips, I'm sure the guy was going crazy with lust but anyhow, he sat down next to her and starts making small talk, and, her doing her job probably was flirty to get the job underway, and they are chit chatting for about a half an hour! In a break in the conversation, he fixed her a bit of a look and said "You look ticklish." She said she thought immediatley "uh-oh, here it comes, I'm going to be tickled" and she also thought she hoped he would tickle her because it would be fun and it would get things physical (so she could get the money and run, you know what I'm saying?!) "Actually, I'm very ticklish", she said (and even her voice is beautiful), to which he first leaned down and picked up her long, elegant foot and immediatley started tickling, causing her to squeal and giggle and yank back her leg, but he had her ankle and yanked back and started tickling again, really fast and spidery. She managed to yank her foot away, but as soon as she did, he savagely grabbed her by the waist and really dug in. She said she was squealing and giggling and squirming and trying to get away, but he managed to get her across his lap while he buried his hand in her tummy while holding her down with his other hand on her chest, making her twist and giggle and beg him to stop over and over. "Please stop!" she kept repeating (which I can attest is usually what she squeals out). She said he just kept gazing into her face with a fixed smirk. Finally he stopped and she went limp in his lap, catching her breath. At first, he bent down to kiss her, but she turned her head and gave him a knowing look that kind of said "you know I can't do that". So he sat up and was just grinning at her. She lifted both her arms up and started fixing her hair. Suddenly, he snapped both of his hands under each underarm and started tickling like crazy, snapping her arms back, wedging his hands in her armpits. She went totally crazy, she said she couldn't get away at all, he had her totally helpless, she just squeezed her eyes shut and screamed with laughter until he had mercy. She said the whole incident took about 5 minutes, which is actually a good long bout! She also said it was fun and she told him after that it had felt good to laugh so much! Ole!
Man oh man.....can you imagine being him? haha. So here's the other incidents she reported:
Once she was tickled, during sex! She was on the bottom and this young guy was holding her arms above her head, like pinning them down while he was...you know. Anyway, she's in this position for a while, when all of a sudden he starts kissing her armpit, which immediatley started tickling her. She burst out laughing but he had her arms pinned and as she tried to fight him off, he held her down and took his time, kissing, licking and biting her armpit, completely oblivious to her pleas to stop! Finally he stopped for a second and she told him how much it tickled but that at the same time it felt really good. So he went back and did it again, this time a bit softer and slower so that she would be right on the edge of laughter and bursting out when he hit a spot or changed technique slightly. How do you like that?! She said that he later said he had an armpit fetish, but all the same, later on, after it was over, she was on the bed and as he passed the foot of the bed, he gave her sole a quick tickle!
Another time is this, this was actually the second incident she told me: Once again, an older man, she comes in and he tells her to get nude and lay on the bed. She's laying on the bed, nude, all stretched out when he walked over past the foot of the bed, reached down and grabbed one of her ankles and held it up. At first, she didn't think anything of it, just "oh, this man is holding my foot", but then all of a sudden he lifted his hand and started gently tickling her sole with one finger. Immediatley she flinched back with a giggle but he had her by the ankle and now he started dancing all his fingers up and down her slender, smooth sole causing her to hitch forward and try to grab her own trapped foot but the tickling was so much that she immediatley fell back on the bed, rolling around and twisting with laughter. He started to taunt her saying, "Oh, you like that, don't you. DON'T YOU?", to which she started screaming "YES! YES!" through the laughter. She said he kept on doing it, way past the point she would have thought he would stop, she said he was facinated with all the reactions he was getting. Finally, he stopped, held up her foot and kissed it right on the sole, but he had a big, bushy white mustache and that combined with the feel of his lips tickled her, too! She started screaming "NO,NOT THAT!" and he smiled (she said she could feel his smile broaden on her sole) and bit her right on the instep to which she started squealing and begging him to stop. And then they moved onto other things.
The next one is written almost like a poem, I don't know why i had to write it this way, but it was just a short incident she reported:
Knee length slip dress and her candies
She’s on the couch,
Hip hop playing
He’s a thug, a big fat drug dealing thug
In a disgusting dump of an apartment
Always scowling.
He fixes her a look
reaches over with both hands and starts tickling her around the sides
She wiggles and giggles and says “It tickles”.
And then he stopped.
He never once smiled.
He wanted to play with her.
🙂
I just found that I wrote this story out as well:
she was on a call to a really bad neighborhood (we live in NYC)....it ended up being this big fat Dominican drug dealer who she had had the week before. She was wearing a black slip dress and I'm sure very provocative shoes. The guy payed her for the night, she sat on the couch, hip hop was playing, the sound on the TV was off, the place was a mess (these are all her details-I pump her for as much info as I can get!)-and he never cracked a smile, he always acted like his mind was on something "more serious"-ie:almost treating her like shit.
He did say to her that he loved the last session they had had.
Anyhow, she's sitting on the couch, he's sitting next to her (as is often in these stories), they're not talking, it's an almost uncomfortable tension and, unsmiling, he reached over with both hands and put them on both sides and lightly started tickling. She completley wasn't expecting this and buckled over her knees, giggling. I asked her if she said anything and she said she was saying "Stop, it tickles!". I asked her if he said anything and she said he said nothing, and he didn't even smile or anything while he was doing it.....he was just playing with her. It went on for a not long, maybe only 20 seconds (which is why I didn't post it initially)-just like a regular tickle in the real world! I didn't ask what happened after it was over (though sometimes I do).
This next story, where I got her really good, one of the best times EVER, one of the most cathartic ticklings I've ever dished out.... she's wearing that powder blue dress that's in the picture of her that's attached, where she's sleeping......
The end of our relationship got ugly with MANY infidelities. Before she became an escort she would simply go out ANYWHERE and pick up guys. Sometimes it would be literally off the street, a taxi driver, a furniture store clerk, someone at a bar, the kid who takes your tickets at the movie theater, anybody (she would just drink and throw herself into any situation. It was very scary and self destructive and still is unfortunatley to this very day.) Anyhow, one time my girlfriend was tipsy and I had just gotten home. She was actually waiting to be picked up on a date, if you can believe this. I was jealous as hell and trying to reason with her, and trying to be all like “I don’t care” and liberal (trying a different tact for a change). While she was waiting, ANOTHER guy called her….and she was so messed up at this time that she usually didn’t even know or remember who’s calling half the time and this was one of those cases. All of a sudden she goes “OH LEO! Hi, sweetie!” and starts talking to him, all sweet and sexy> I’m at this point boiling with jealousy but also this kind of voyeuristic turned on feeling…really sick. Anyhow, I suddenly knew what to do. So I go over to her, and stand right next to her as she speaks. She’s chit chatting with him and suddenly I knelt down in front of her (she’s leaning up against the wall in a really tight powder blue lycra dress) and I grab her sides and really dig in. She absolutley collapsed into giggles. In all the years I’ve tickled her (and I’ve done it pretty thoroughly) this was the best, deepest giggles I’ve ever gotten from her. “Hold on Leo! My boyfriend is tickling me……” and with each word it took longer for her to get out since she was laughing so melodiously. So Leo held on as I tickled her savagely and she eeked and squealed and especially giggled long peals of laughter right into the earpiece. Leo must have asked after a minute “Why can’t you talk?” because all of a sudden I heard her say (through the real deep laughter) “I can’t”…he must have asked “Why?” “Because I’m being tickled!!!” and she would say these things really fast between deep giggles. He must not have heard her and asked again because she suddenly screamed out “BECAUSE I’M BEING TICKLED!!! NOOOO!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” and totally was trying to slide down the wall but I held her waist hard and was kneading her sides with my thumb and forefinger….I had her caught. He must have asked why you’re being tickled because then she screamed out “As a punishment!!!” And I continued on. Finally she screamed out “OW!” and I stopped. She talked a bit more, explaining she couldn’t see him because she had a boyfriend (YEAH RIGHT-you deceitful *****!) and then proceeded to say let me give my work number. I heard this and as soon as she started saying “212” I dug in again and she screaamed out giggling “OH NO!!!”…long peal of laughter and then through the laughter “212…AAAARRGHHahhaaha…..212 840 OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!” and everytime she would hit the number 0 (pronounced O) she would lose it as I would dig harder and never let her get farther. In fact, that's my strongest, most vivid memory of this incident when I replay it in my mind:"8-4-OOOOOOOOOOH!" and then long, deep peals of girlish giggling....the best I ever got out of her (and I got her a ton of times, believe me!). Finally she mustered up enough breath and in one quick jolt screamed out the number before collapsing into another peal of giggling. As soon as she hung up, I threw her on the bare wood floor and fucked the living shit out of her. It was sizzling hot. The thing about this story that always gets me is how it must have sounded to him on the other line!! I know I would have been riveted!!!
I actually tickled her a couple of other times on the phone-and it was for a fellow ticklephile! I had a really demented crazy idea that I wanted to have another guy tickle her (this was when things were going haywire and I was trying to work with the "kinky" situation-we had been together for a few years where she worked in fashion-which by the way yielded some really great stories of a completely different kind, more on that at another time-anyhow, she was had been great and then had a sort of breakdown/fell off the wagon in a major way. Believe me, I've taken her to hospitals, rehabs, I'm not ONLY about this side of our relationship that I write about here!). Anyways, one time I had her leave a sexy message on his machine in which I tickled her and had her giggle into his voice mail. Another time I actually had her talk to him and tickled her while they were talking. He's probably around here! What's up, man! Sorry it didn't work out! Anyways, that's a sick thing ultimately (it shows how deep this thing can get for me!) and I'm not proud of it and I deserve to lose her just for that but believe me, my sexual selfishness about this only escalated out of jealousy and anger over some really out of control behavior on her part and that's what made me get so far out as well (because I'm a loose screw myself! lol!).
So.......eventually, she ended up leaving me (though, she never has totally left me, haha)......and started going out with this big fat older man. That's her type. She likes older men. That's cool, I totally understand. Anyway....she kept seeing me.........it was a wild time......and her new boyfriend, this old fat guy, he discovered she was ticklish, he would apparently make animal roaring noises when he tickled her. Son on this night.....fFirst off, she MENTIONS him and for the first time shows me his picture.
We're laying in the dark......she's under my arm, trying to get to sleep. I'm wide awake, looking straight at the ceiling and start to think about HIM. He's got her now. And he has by now discovered how sensitive her body is...I know because the stories I always pump her for have increased. So I start thinking about the last story she had told me.....how he had tickled her when he yanked her back from crossing the street when the light hadn't changed....(right there on the street.....a short, fat bald older man tickling a tall, super sexy, really pretty, perfect-bodied younger girl.......whew.) Starting from there, I gleaned out THREE more stories, which she delivered COMPLETELY honestly (I know when she's bullshitting me...trust me).
First:
“So Anthony tickles you now…..he knows that you’re ticklish.” I said.
“Yup.” She sighed.
“When was the last time?”
“He threatened to tickle me the other day”
“Really?”
“He said I’m gonna throw you down and tickle you if you don’t act polite.”
My head is swimming.
“And what did you do?”
Beat.
Beat.
“I acted polite.”
Second:
“When was the worst time he ever tickled you?”
Without hesitation, “On the couch.” “On his ratty old couch”.
What happened?
“He wanted for us to go get a new couch. And I told him I didn’t want to. So he pinned me down and tickled my ribs like crazy.”
He did? What did you say?
“I was saying “No no no no okay okay we’ll go! We’ll go!”
Oh my God.
She giggles.
He got you good, huh?
"Oh yeah.He was just digging into my ribs. I was hysterical."
Third:
Has he ever tickled your feet?
Mmm-hmmm.
When we watch a movie and I’ll be laying down with my feet in his lap , he’ll tickle my feet.
Really?
Mmm-hmm.
What does he do?
Well, if he’s not interested in the movie he’ll start tickling my foot.
How does he do it?
He does it really slowly and lightly.
And how does that feel?
It tickles like crazy!
And what do you do ?
I try to grab my ankle away.
Beat
Sometimes I’ll leave it there…to see how long I can take it.
You do?
It’s fun.
Oh my God!
What?
That is so sexy.
It is?
And what do you say?
I laugh and tell him he’s tickling me.
He knows you're ticklish.
Mmm-hmm.
Now, one of my favorite parts of this story is when she says she sometimes leaves her foot there intentionally to see how long she can take it!!! I love that! It made me remember that time I posted earlier, when me and her and my roomate are watching TV and her foot is in my lap.
So the following stories are from this period, where she's with me AND him......
I got my girlfriend (ex girlfriend actually) really good last night. She came over (we hadn’t seen each other in a while) and it was a bit tense. Anyhow, she came over and she looked fantastic. I’ll describe her: she’s 5’10”, long brown hair, the most adorable face with giant brown eyes, and the most perfect body you can imagine. I’m not exaggerating one iota. It has often been hard for me to even accept I go (or went!) out with her! Anyhow she calls me up the other day because she wants me to marry her! Well, after all I’ve been through I don’t know if I can do that, but I do love her, she’s gorgeous, she’s super ticklish, and since she’s so wild, there’s so much opportunity for her to be tickled that I can’t pass up the opportunity to hear if there’s been any recent stuff to report!
Sadly, this time there wasn’t, but instead I got her good! She came over and we were talking and making out and cuddling up and she mentioned that she had gained some weight (she didn’t, believe me) so I said “let me see” and she hiked up her shirt to reveal a perfectly tanned (she’s been spending time out in the Hamptons and LA with this rich guy) tight tummy. I pinched her side lightly, not enough to tickle but to actually ascertain if she had gotten flabby and she said, “see?” and I said “no, let me try again” but this time I squeezed my thumb and forefinger around her side and she squealed, giggled, flinched away and gave me a knowing look. Okay, so far so good. I went over to get something and when I returned she was stretched out on the bed on her tummy, with her long legs stretched out and resting. It was too tempting. I decided to straddle her and “give her a massage” and we talked for a while. I forgot exactly what we were talking about, but she asked me some question about what I wanted to do or something and I said “this!” and at that I took both hands and started spidering under her smooth, milky armpits (remember, she’s in “massage” position”!) and she immediately snapped them back, trapping my fingers under there and writhing and giggling and screaming “No No No No!” over and over as she tried to get away. I moved my hands down to her waist and squeezed there as well and then quickly hiked myself to the bottoms of her legs, completely trapping her gorgeous soles and spidered all over them, to which she was giggling frantically and finally screamed out “That’s enough!!” . Because things have been up and down, I did stop not sure if she was mad (she wasn’t, she rolled over, recovering, looking gorgeous as she smiled and caught her breath).
At the end of the night, she was walking past me and started tickling me!! I’m not that ticklish, but I played along and when she was done I said “Ok, my turn now!!” and I walked towards her, she walked backwards saying “Oh no!” until she was between me and the bed. I said, “cmon now!” and put my left hand on her waist. I said, “look at me”. She looked at me. At this point, she was holding my hand that was over her waist. I said “put your hand on my shoulder”. She did. I was staring right into those gorgeous brown eyes and her gorgeous face which looked really serious anticipating what was coming next. When I finally squeezed, those big brown eyes widened and she collapsed onto the bed giggling gorgouesly while I climbed on top of her. She screamed after about 30 seconds “Ok that’s enough again!” and I said Ok. And stopped but kept my position and gave her a chance to catch her breath. I said “One more time” and she said “Ok, one more time”. And I immediatley went to town, tickling her all over her upperbody as she screamed and laughed and this time I made roaring noises as I dug in, completely taunting her. I wish you could have heard her laughing, it was perfect. Finally she protested again and again I stopped, but once more I said “Ok, just one more time”. She said “3 seconds” I said “10 seconds” She said “3 seconds!” I said ‘ok, 5 seconds”….she said “3 SECONDS!”. At this, she had her left arm high over her head, so I said “Ok” and I buried my mouth in her armpit! She was not expecting ths and really lost it as I kissed and bit and licked (I went more than 3 seconds!) and really was caught. Finally I stopped and said right into her face “ok now, 3 seconds!” and she laughed and said “Oh no!” and I once more dug into her beautiful body for a slow 3 mississippi count while she screamed. I thought that was enough and she got up and we made out a little more and then she left.
I pulled off some masterful tickling this weekend on my (ex) girlfriend but she's right behind me sleeping right now so I'd better not start typing too much about it. All I can say is I kissed her everywhere from head to toe and concentrated on EVERY ticklish spot for a long time and she was going crazy with giggling and trying to control herself. At one point, I held her arms high above her head and started kissing down her side (from the armpit...which drove her nuts and I concentrated there for a while all the way down to her hip bone)really slow and deliberate and all she could keep saying through the giggling was "Oh God! Oh my God! Oh....My....GOOOOD!". It was really hot. Down her legs, her toes and feet, up the back of her legs and up her (really long, slender) back (she was suprisingly super ticklish there as well). Earlier in the night, I picked her up over my shoulder (she was wearing a really tight white slinky dress...mama mia!), charged into the bedroom with her, jumped on the bed (she's still over my shoulder, screaming and kicking), spun her around and then threw her down on the bed and before she had practically landed, I bent over and buried my hands deep into her tummy and she went into tickling ecstasy! It was fantastic!!
Well--I pulled it off! She's still sleeping behind me! I'd better go right now
This morning I talked to my ex-girlfriend who I've been screwing around with again, even though she's
super crazy (think Angelina Jolie-esque), alcoholic (think Leaving Las Vegas), a prostitute and a stripper (after being in the fashion world but messing it up by partying too much), and having an older sugar daddy boyfriend (he's 50, she's 28....she's super-pretty-hot, he's really fat and bald.). But because I'm such a sexual deviant (and also because I happen to really love her....especially before all this stuff got out of control for her), she's got me hooked. Anyhow, this morning she called me FROM her fat sugar daddy's apartment, WHISPERING since he was still asleep that he had tickled her last night. It was brief, they were on the couch and she had mouthed off or something and he said "That's it!" and tickled her around the waist. She said it went on for a few seconds (let's say slightly longer than your average mainstream clip!!!). This kind of stuff does curb my jealousy and she knows NEVER to make these stories up (I make her repeat the story over and over sometimes to find holes in the details....) and long stretches of time go when I don't hear anything.
Some nice tickling I did tonight
My girlfriend is sleeping next to me right now, but I just had to report some great tickling action tonight. First off, she's wearing really beautiful smooth black tights.....when I took her boots off I told her this is the best time to tickle her feet, trapped them in my arms and started tickling all over her long, high arched soles. She just collapsed back in the bed writhing and giggling. I let her off the hook after she screamed out "Stop!!!". But even better (and Tummy Ticklish, I know you're going to like this), we were snuggling up, spooning, my arms wrapped around her with my hands on her tummy when she shrieked out giggling....completely trapped (and completely inadverant tickling.....I was doing absolutely nothing, my hands were merely resting on her stomach). "Don't!" she managed to get out through deep giggles, and I would ever so slightly stroke her bare tummy (her shirt had ridden up during her struggling) and the giggles would get even deeper. Excellent stuff. It went on for a nice long while. Later, to complete the thoroughness, I got her good under her arms while she was trying to adjust herself.
Also, the other day, I was kissing her bare tummy and she was reacting so ticklishly that I modified my style until she was a helpless, hysterical wreck!
And lastly, to show what a great girlfriend she is, she alerted me to a mainstream tickling scene on Everybody Loves Raymond (i pretended I knew nothing about it!).
Eventually she ended up leaving the old guy and she moved into this other apartment. The last story she told me......which came out of the blue, she hadn't told me anything in probably a year or two......she called me all excitedly, like, "i've got a secret!" haha.....it was really cute. She told me that at her new building there is this young super, the guy who maintains the building. She said she thought he was really cute and that she might have flirted with him. He, I'm SURE, noticed her. Take a look at her pictures, and tell me if you agree.
So there's still stuff being done to her apartment, and she gives him the keys to work in it. One day, she decides to call in to work, and sleep in. At this point, she's awake, but she's just lying in her bed when she hears the key open and the guy come in. She said she knew who it was. All of a sudden he appears in the doorway, notices her, and, a little surprised, says "Well, hello!" My girlfriend is in bed......and her bare foot is sticking out from the sheet. My girlfriend giggled and apologized, saying she decided to play hooky. SHe said she was purposely being a tease and he was grinning at her, he knew he was being teased. She asked did he mind if she just laid here in bed while he worked, and he said no he didn't mind. He said he might have to do work in this room though, and he moved from the door way to the foot of the bed, kind've looking around, sizing up the room, then looking back at her. She said he scanned her body and when he got to her foot, he said "Looks like someone's left a bare foot out!" and he planted a tickle right on the center of her soles. She said she squealed out giggling, yanked her foot back a bit (but then put it back) and said "Don't, I'm so ticklish". "Oh, you are?" he said and picked up her ankle and tickled her foot some more. She screamed she said and started writhing on the bed, clutching the sheets around her. He put her foot down after a few seconds, grinning, and then sat down next to her on the bed. As he's doing this, she says to him "I'm going to have to tell my ex boyfriend about this." And he says" Why, he jealous?" And she says "No, he loves it when i get tickled." She said a weird look crossed his face, and then he said "oh he does, does he?" and he dug in to her ribs, through the sheets. Apparently she screamed "Cut it out!!!" and he...almost embarrassingly, stopped, abruptly got up and said, "ok, let me get to work...." and walked out of the room, and started his work for the day.
She said that it was awkward and uncomfortable the rest of the day and they hardly spoke. haha.
But he got her, he got her good.
🙂
And so did I, the other day......read the first story in this thread.....and that takes us up to date.
No comments about our messy apartment!!!
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Baby hurt her arm......
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