Ghostwriter727
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Introducing my own cache of stories that involve my SO Kaye who is short(5ft2), mouthy(loves trash talk, and being impossible), playful(still loves a fun game of tickle tag, hide/seek, and tickle football-yes we made such a game), and last but not least; is fun, smart, loyal, open minded, and ticklish even if she refuses to admit it while she is giggling the alphabet as I scratch the bottoms of her pretty, wiggling, oranged painted, elusive barefeet.😉
Today's encounter took place as we sat on the sandy beach just exchanging touches, tags, tootsie taps, and hand holds. Everything was relaxing as the breeze was blowing, and we were drying off from the splash that we took earlier.
As I sunk into a mild snooze where I was aware of the waves, and the surrounding conversations, but oblivious enough to ignore most of it; Kaye started to pour sand into my belly button which was unexpected. I half seriously told her to stop and take it back out, (It would've been fun to watch her try) but she just nodded with a cute grin on her face and did it again.
Soon we were grabbing each other and wrestling in the sand when she managed to throwe off balance and sat on my waist and dug her pointy nails into my waist and continued to swirl her nails and fingers around my ribs and tummy.
I playfully told her that was enough, but she knows me well enough to know that I was enjoying every second of it, and even if I were complaining; my efforts to escape weren't very convincing.
We were seated on the beach mostly behind any spectators so I figured that I would let her have her fun for a few minutes and boy did she.
She isn't nearly as into tickle play as I am, but she gets off on the power, and control that she gets over me for doing it.
My laughter stayed low, and mostly controlled until she dug her nails into my ribs which caused my to shriek in a low but hysterical voice and slide my feet in the sand half trying to escape.
The tickles and laughter continued for.. I guess 5 or 6 minutes (Maybe longer) until I grabbed her hands and forced them behind her back stopping the tickling ambush and making her insist on letting her go, and calling our "little game" officially over.
"Really" I said.
"Do you really think that you can just end the game like that?"
Kaye just giggled and nodded her head yes trying to pull away, and telling me to let her go.
I just released her hands and wrestled with her for a bit as she became more adamant and convinced that I should just stop while I was ahead.
I suggested that we go take another splash in the waves again to which she was happy to go do.
We both stepped hand in hand back into the waves, and waters and started splashing each other and being sweet again in the beach waters.
As she rubbed sweetly on my chest and abs I began to twitch and feeling ticklish again, and she became feisty and playful again.
Will our encounter become an all out tickle war in the waves, or will we just kiss like a couple of romantic doves?
I'll finish the story when I get a little more time.
Hope you enjoyed reading about feisty little Kaye and her tough girl persona. Lol
Today's encounter took place as we sat on the sandy beach just exchanging touches, tags, tootsie taps, and hand holds. Everything was relaxing as the breeze was blowing, and we were drying off from the splash that we took earlier.
As I sunk into a mild snooze where I was aware of the waves, and the surrounding conversations, but oblivious enough to ignore most of it; Kaye started to pour sand into my belly button which was unexpected. I half seriously told her to stop and take it back out, (It would've been fun to watch her try) but she just nodded with a cute grin on her face and did it again.
Soon we were grabbing each other and wrestling in the sand when she managed to throwe off balance and sat on my waist and dug her pointy nails into my waist and continued to swirl her nails and fingers around my ribs and tummy.
I playfully told her that was enough, but she knows me well enough to know that I was enjoying every second of it, and even if I were complaining; my efforts to escape weren't very convincing.
We were seated on the beach mostly behind any spectators so I figured that I would let her have her fun for a few minutes and boy did she.
She isn't nearly as into tickle play as I am, but she gets off on the power, and control that she gets over me for doing it.
My laughter stayed low, and mostly controlled until she dug her nails into my ribs which caused my to shriek in a low but hysterical voice and slide my feet in the sand half trying to escape.
The tickles and laughter continued for.. I guess 5 or 6 minutes (Maybe longer) until I grabbed her hands and forced them behind her back stopping the tickling ambush and making her insist on letting her go, and calling our "little game" officially over.
"Really" I said.
"Do you really think that you can just end the game like that?"
Kaye just giggled and nodded her head yes trying to pull away, and telling me to let her go.
I just released her hands and wrestled with her for a bit as she became more adamant and convinced that I should just stop while I was ahead.
I suggested that we go take another splash in the waves again to which she was happy to go do.
We both stepped hand in hand back into the waves, and waters and started splashing each other and being sweet again in the beach waters.
As she rubbed sweetly on my chest and abs I began to twitch and feeling ticklish again, and she became feisty and playful again.
Will our encounter become an all out tickle war in the waves, or will we just kiss like a couple of romantic doves?
I'll finish the story when I get a little more time.
Hope you enjoyed reading about feisty little Kaye and her tough girl persona. Lol
