archmagusblue
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I don't post here often, I'm a bit of a lurker, but I have kind of a story to share, especially since, I think, there are people here on the forum who can relate with similar reunions.
When I was in middle school into early high school, I lived in another state. The reasons aren't important, my family moved rather a lot, so I didn't get the chance to make many lasting friendships. However, through a fluke accident, I met someone who was to become my best friend ever, even to this day, years later.
For sake of privacy, we'll call her Cara. Cara was a lovely, nerdy girl with plenty of spunk, I'm sure you know the kind, and being a pretty quite, withdrawn, nerdy guy, I was fascinated by her. We loved the same kind of books and games and movies and we had similar outlooks on life; kindred spirits in a day and age when TRUE communication seemed to be falling by the wayside. I discovered, quite by accident, just how ticklish she was when she was making fun of me one time and I'd finally had enough; I poked her in the side because I'm a large guy and I really was afraid of hurting her. Imagine my surprise when she squeaked and rolled into a ball, begging me not to do it again.
Now, this was before I realized that I had a fixation with tickling. As such, I didn't think much of it as we would play (and yes, we were teenagers unafraid to use the word play, definitely dorks, heh) and mess about, she'd insult or tease me and I'd simply tickle her. Now, Cara was ticklish enough that she could get herself and all it took was a gentle stroke down a side to get her giggling like mad and begging. She always claimed to hate it and then turn around and do whatever she had done to me again, inviting the same retribution. Hmm... mildly suspicious.
We became about as close as we possibly could without dating, I had fallen in love with her. Cara was my first love and my deepest. However, BEING the gentle, nerdy guy, one with a bit of extra weight, I was never what she wanted. She was always attracted to the "bad boys," and I would often get to watch as they hurt her and she wondered where she had gone wrong, there were times when I wanted to get a neon sign and hang it over me going "I'M EVERYTHING YOU EVER SAY YOU WANT, NOTICE ME YOU IDIOT!"
That was years ago and in a few years, my family moved again, this time for the final time. I graduated highschool, keeping marginal contact with her, and a couple of times in college we managed to stumble across each other and exchange phone numbers, but we were both too busy with life to really spend much time trying to catch up. However, we recently reconnected and have been chatting via computer messenger and we're suddenly a lot more comfortable with each other. If she weren't already in a relationship (one she isn't sure she'll stay in), she'd actually be interested in dating me, which in turn reminded me of old feelings.
We've even had a few candid conversations, discussing fetishes (I'm a dominant and she's a sub, go figure) though sadly tickling isn't among the ones she listed. We're supposed to get together, we don't live impossibly far away from one another, and hang out sometime soon. Who knows, perhaps this reunion will be more than I could have guessed it to be? We'll see.
Please bear with me, I realize that the tickling content was a bit minimal, but I will be spending time with her in the future and there will be stories. XD she always enjoyed making me blush so I'm sure she plans on assaulting me with belly dancing and teasing, and she KNOWS what I'll do in retribution, so there should be more, tickle-oriented stories. However, I thought this was kind of a cute one that perhaps people will find some relation to, those who always seemed to have friendship, the very precious relationship between them and their love, get in the way of what COULD be. On that note, Look up the story in the Post section called "The Death of Friendship." Its amazing.
When I was in middle school into early high school, I lived in another state. The reasons aren't important, my family moved rather a lot, so I didn't get the chance to make many lasting friendships. However, through a fluke accident, I met someone who was to become my best friend ever, even to this day, years later.
For sake of privacy, we'll call her Cara. Cara was a lovely, nerdy girl with plenty of spunk, I'm sure you know the kind, and being a pretty quite, withdrawn, nerdy guy, I was fascinated by her. We loved the same kind of books and games and movies and we had similar outlooks on life; kindred spirits in a day and age when TRUE communication seemed to be falling by the wayside. I discovered, quite by accident, just how ticklish she was when she was making fun of me one time and I'd finally had enough; I poked her in the side because I'm a large guy and I really was afraid of hurting her. Imagine my surprise when she squeaked and rolled into a ball, begging me not to do it again.
Now, this was before I realized that I had a fixation with tickling. As such, I didn't think much of it as we would play (and yes, we were teenagers unafraid to use the word play, definitely dorks, heh) and mess about, she'd insult or tease me and I'd simply tickle her. Now, Cara was ticklish enough that she could get herself and all it took was a gentle stroke down a side to get her giggling like mad and begging. She always claimed to hate it and then turn around and do whatever she had done to me again, inviting the same retribution. Hmm... mildly suspicious.
We became about as close as we possibly could without dating, I had fallen in love with her. Cara was my first love and my deepest. However, BEING the gentle, nerdy guy, one with a bit of extra weight, I was never what she wanted. She was always attracted to the "bad boys," and I would often get to watch as they hurt her and she wondered where she had gone wrong, there were times when I wanted to get a neon sign and hang it over me going "I'M EVERYTHING YOU EVER SAY YOU WANT, NOTICE ME YOU IDIOT!"
That was years ago and in a few years, my family moved again, this time for the final time. I graduated highschool, keeping marginal contact with her, and a couple of times in college we managed to stumble across each other and exchange phone numbers, but we were both too busy with life to really spend much time trying to catch up. However, we recently reconnected and have been chatting via computer messenger and we're suddenly a lot more comfortable with each other. If she weren't already in a relationship (one she isn't sure she'll stay in), she'd actually be interested in dating me, which in turn reminded me of old feelings.
We've even had a few candid conversations, discussing fetishes (I'm a dominant and she's a sub, go figure) though sadly tickling isn't among the ones she listed. We're supposed to get together, we don't live impossibly far away from one another, and hang out sometime soon. Who knows, perhaps this reunion will be more than I could have guessed it to be? We'll see.
Please bear with me, I realize that the tickling content was a bit minimal, but I will be spending time with her in the future and there will be stories. XD she always enjoyed making me blush so I'm sure she plans on assaulting me with belly dancing and teasing, and she KNOWS what I'll do in retribution, so there should be more, tickle-oriented stories. However, I thought this was kind of a cute one that perhaps people will find some relation to, those who always seemed to have friendship, the very precious relationship between them and their love, get in the way of what COULD be. On that note, Look up the story in the Post section called "The Death of Friendship." Its amazing.
