prankstersnlove
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Last week, A and I met up with two of my friends from high school. The main target of this story is C. She is an average hight, average wight brunet who always acts in a way that invites more then a little tickling. She is very ticklish, but always eggs on the tickler. With that bio out of the way, I'll set the scene. A and I had no real plans for the hangout and it was entirely possible that A might have to leave us to meet up with her friend D. This in mind we decided to bring my friends some where local to A's house. We ultimately decided on A's mall. C was more then a little excited when we broke the news and her twin brother was excited to go see a new game stop.
One of the best things about A and me is that we can tell each other anything. Back when our relationship was in its infancy, I felt comfortable enough to tell her about my fetish. This was particularly special because she is the only person who really knows what I like. I can't speak for you guys but for me there are two different types of tickles: playful non sexual and orgasmic I need you know types of tickles. Over the course of our relationship, I've discovered that I can only have the sexual based tickles when A is around. This is a fact that she is well aware of and uses to tease me. One such case is what we call the double team, which by its name is pretty self-explanatory. I love, love LOVE these double teams were A and I gang up on one of our unsuspecting friends and then have to sit with the sexual tension until we can have alone time. One our most common targets is C. Her playful attitude and stubborn nature makes her one of the most ideal targets for our game. When we went to the mall, I honestly had no expectations that a double team would occur, and yes she has me so spoiled that it can almost be an expectation for one of our little teasing games.
C was being exceptionally playful and messing around with A. A, knowing that we haven't had a serious double team in a few months, began planning how to make it happen. The best part on this particular night was I was completely unaware. We entered our last store before we went to dinner, Forever 21, C's favorite store. Her brother ground, knowing her history with the store. We new the mall was closing soon so we gave C a time limit for shopping, trying on and purchasing her items. After A finished paying for her clothes, the three of us noticed that C was still in the fitting rooms. We started taking bets to guess how many items C would actually buy. Our numbers ranged from zero to two. I initially took zero but being a good fiance' gave that coveted number to A, leaving me stuck with two. When C finally exited the fitting room we were all shocked to see that she had selected two items. I somehow won.
**Tickling starts around here**
A mentioned to me out of the earshot of C that because I won, I should tickle her. I was floored. Being one who doesn't kick the gift horse in the mouth, I readily accepted her invitation. As we walked over two the restaurant, we informed C about the bet. C asked what I won, and I quickly responded that we hadn't decided. A few seconds of bouncing ideas around I said something to the effect of I get to tickle you. Both A and C's brother agreed that should be the reward. C looked at us, protested slightly but knew that she was in trouble. Throughout the walk over to the restaurant, the mall was huge spanning well over two city blocks, I poked around her stomach and ribs knowing that that was her most ticklish spot. When we sat down to eat she made a comment about us forgetting her "punishment" after dinner. To ensure that we wouldn't forget, which we know that I wouldn't, we took her bag from the store and promised to return it to her after her tickling.
After leaving the restaurant, we walked back to the parking garage were my car was parked. A was poking and tickling at C's ribs because she also knows about C's tickle spot. In an attempt to regain some control, C asked A if she was ticklish and tickled her ribs. A erupted in a giggle fit, and confirmed to C that she was in fact very ticklish. The two girls had a poke war the whole way back to the car, while I hung back to both watch and talk about work with C's brother. Things quieted down a little when we entered the car to drive A home. We teased C the whole way back, but didn't actually tickle her until after we parked by A's house. The car was a four door sedan with the twins in the back and A and I in the front. We all started tickling C with her brother and A tickling her sides and legs. Well, her brother tickled her sides while A tickled her legs. I tried to tickle her feet, which I know to be her second most ticklish spot and my personal favorite to tickle. Being a comfortable summer day, C only wore a cheap pair of sandal that barely protected her soles from the concrete let alone my fingers. We tickled C until she agreed to place her feet on the center console in order to have less tickles on her ribs and around her stomach. Thats an area that is pure tickle torture for her. I really, really liked making C conceded her feet to get tortured. A and I each took an ankle and tortured the sandaled clad soles for a solid 5 minutes before I had an idea. Knowing how much it excited me to tickle C to surrendering her feet, I made it my goal to make her consent to removing her own shoes and exposing her bare soles in exchange for less tickle time. A and I tickled her to the best of our abilities while C's brother occasionally tickled her ribs until she agreed to my terms. Her now bare feet slowly returned to the center console, and A and wasted no time making her laugh again. Not a spot of skin on those feet missed out on the torture. We tickled her toes, down the sole, through the arch to the heel and back up the tops of her feet. We played "This Little Piggy" which A confessed to C that she thinks that is torture. After five more minutes A ended the game. For me it felt too short but I'm sure C felt it was plenty long enough. After A left, I drove the twins home. After I got home I received a text from C telling me she would like to get some revenge on A.
This is my most recent tickle and one of my most extreme experiences that I ever had. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I hope you guys and girls get to have plenty of similar experiences. I still have more stories to share but I figured it be best to start with the ones I can remember in the best detail. Have a good one 🙂
-J
One of the best things about A and me is that we can tell each other anything. Back when our relationship was in its infancy, I felt comfortable enough to tell her about my fetish. This was particularly special because she is the only person who really knows what I like. I can't speak for you guys but for me there are two different types of tickles: playful non sexual and orgasmic I need you know types of tickles. Over the course of our relationship, I've discovered that I can only have the sexual based tickles when A is around. This is a fact that she is well aware of and uses to tease me. One such case is what we call the double team, which by its name is pretty self-explanatory. I love, love LOVE these double teams were A and I gang up on one of our unsuspecting friends and then have to sit with the sexual tension until we can have alone time. One our most common targets is C. Her playful attitude and stubborn nature makes her one of the most ideal targets for our game. When we went to the mall, I honestly had no expectations that a double team would occur, and yes she has me so spoiled that it can almost be an expectation for one of our little teasing games.
C was being exceptionally playful and messing around with A. A, knowing that we haven't had a serious double team in a few months, began planning how to make it happen. The best part on this particular night was I was completely unaware. We entered our last store before we went to dinner, Forever 21, C's favorite store. Her brother ground, knowing her history with the store. We new the mall was closing soon so we gave C a time limit for shopping, trying on and purchasing her items. After A finished paying for her clothes, the three of us noticed that C was still in the fitting rooms. We started taking bets to guess how many items C would actually buy. Our numbers ranged from zero to two. I initially took zero but being a good fiance' gave that coveted number to A, leaving me stuck with two. When C finally exited the fitting room we were all shocked to see that she had selected two items. I somehow won.
**Tickling starts around here**
A mentioned to me out of the earshot of C that because I won, I should tickle her. I was floored. Being one who doesn't kick the gift horse in the mouth, I readily accepted her invitation. As we walked over two the restaurant, we informed C about the bet. C asked what I won, and I quickly responded that we hadn't decided. A few seconds of bouncing ideas around I said something to the effect of I get to tickle you. Both A and C's brother agreed that should be the reward. C looked at us, protested slightly but knew that she was in trouble. Throughout the walk over to the restaurant, the mall was huge spanning well over two city blocks, I poked around her stomach and ribs knowing that that was her most ticklish spot. When we sat down to eat she made a comment about us forgetting her "punishment" after dinner. To ensure that we wouldn't forget, which we know that I wouldn't, we took her bag from the store and promised to return it to her after her tickling.
After leaving the restaurant, we walked back to the parking garage were my car was parked. A was poking and tickling at C's ribs because she also knows about C's tickle spot. In an attempt to regain some control, C asked A if she was ticklish and tickled her ribs. A erupted in a giggle fit, and confirmed to C that she was in fact very ticklish. The two girls had a poke war the whole way back to the car, while I hung back to both watch and talk about work with C's brother. Things quieted down a little when we entered the car to drive A home. We teased C the whole way back, but didn't actually tickle her until after we parked by A's house. The car was a four door sedan with the twins in the back and A and I in the front. We all started tickling C with her brother and A tickling her sides and legs. Well, her brother tickled her sides while A tickled her legs. I tried to tickle her feet, which I know to be her second most ticklish spot and my personal favorite to tickle. Being a comfortable summer day, C only wore a cheap pair of sandal that barely protected her soles from the concrete let alone my fingers. We tickled C until she agreed to place her feet on the center console in order to have less tickles on her ribs and around her stomach. Thats an area that is pure tickle torture for her. I really, really liked making C conceded her feet to get tortured. A and I each took an ankle and tortured the sandaled clad soles for a solid 5 minutes before I had an idea. Knowing how much it excited me to tickle C to surrendering her feet, I made it my goal to make her consent to removing her own shoes and exposing her bare soles in exchange for less tickle time. A and I tickled her to the best of our abilities while C's brother occasionally tickled her ribs until she agreed to my terms. Her now bare feet slowly returned to the center console, and A and wasted no time making her laugh again. Not a spot of skin on those feet missed out on the torture. We tickled her toes, down the sole, through the arch to the heel and back up the tops of her feet. We played "This Little Piggy" which A confessed to C that she thinks that is torture. After five more minutes A ended the game. For me it felt too short but I'm sure C felt it was plenty long enough. After A left, I drove the twins home. After I got home I received a text from C telling me she would like to get some revenge on A.
This is my most recent tickle and one of my most extreme experiences that I ever had. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I hope you guys and girls get to have plenty of similar experiences. I still have more stories to share but I figured it be best to start with the ones I can remember in the best detail. Have a good one 🙂
-J
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
