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belly/tummy tickling

A couple notes before my story:

I love a ticklish upper-boyd despite my raging foot fetish! LOL!

MY belly is tied for 1st place on my worst spot list! I can be tortured there is its done right!

But I digress...

I have a friend is a monster about exercising. She does like a million crunches and for the decade plus that I have know her her belly has been rock hard...for that same time period I have proven time and time again that she is still ticklish no matter how much she works out! My favorite time I had her in her chair on her mother's porch...I was using the "claw" on the stomach and she was a giggling wreck! LOL! She went to silent laughter and I had to let up before she wet herself!

I don't see her as much as I used to, but I still get a kick out of it!

~ toyou
 
There are so many...

One of my favorites was when I was about 20, I played in a club band touring dives around the southeast. The girl I had just started dating at the time had driven over to see us play and was driving us back. I was trying to catch some Z's as we were travelling from Birmingham to Atlanta on I-20. It was about 4am, and I was lying across the front seat with my head in her lap. It was December and she was wearing this thick pull over sweater. Everything was peaceful. I decided to give her an innocent little kiss so I pulled her sweater up to kiss her tummy, not really *planning* to tickle because I was sleepy as hell.

As soon as my mouth touched the soft skin of her tummy, she squealed began giggling frantically. I was suddenly wide awake. The innocent little peck on the tummy had opened a new door of opportunity that I hadn't expected. I know it wasn't the safest thing in the world to do, but at this point, I was overtaken by the giggles (I think we've all been there, huh?). I pulled her sweater over my head so that she couldn't get her hands between my mouth and her tummy. She was screaming for me to stop and laughing even harder. I started making these goofy animal noises and "gnawing" with my teeth, blowing zerberts, and being just an all around ticklish nightmare for a woman trapped in the driver's seat at highway speed, one hand on the wheel and the other trying so desperately to get my mouth away from her tummy. She kept switching hands on the wheel attempting over and over to get a hand between my mouth and her skin, all the while laughing harder and harder.

She was shrieking with laughter. Screaming at me to stop between bursts of laughter. I would pull my head away, still under her sweater, and even though I wasn't doing anything at that moment, she just wouldn't stop laughing. It was pretty amazing. Just the thought that my head was still under her sweater kept her ticklish laughter rolling out of her mouth. Then I'd dive my mouth back onto her skin, and she'd screeeeeeeeeeaaam with laughter again.

I'm not really sure how long this lasted, perhaps a minute, maybe two, but for her I know it felt like an eternity being trapped by the situation, having to keep a hand on the wheel and not kill us while this lunatic was biting and blowing zerberts on her belly.

Even after I removed my head from under her sweater, she continued to giggle for while after that, claiming the feeling "just won't go away". And of course she was fussing at me, "don't DO that while I'm driving! god, you're going to kill us!", so, I waited about 10 minutes and did it all over again..

Yep, I was an idiot but.... damn it was fun.



** no animals were harmed in the writing of this post. any similarity to actual people or events are deliberate. You may not copy or use this post in any way without the express written consent of Major League Tickling **
 
Great story, TummyDragon. Rapsberries, kissing, nibbling, and of course, tickling on the belly is the best.

In college a friend managed to get my nightgown over my head and quickly knotted it. Of course, my belly was exposed and my arms were stuck inside the nightgown. Yowzer.
 
YUMMY!

Great stuff, you guys! Keep sharing! I'd offer up some of my own, but I'm afraid of getting caught right now by my kid in the next room! Maybe later!
 
Once.. in high school.. I couldn't have been sixteen.. (eons ago) I was sitting in the hall waiting for a class to begin with some friends of mine, and of course I forget how it came up, but someone told me I should be in therapy... so I laid down on the floor next to one of my friends, put my hands over my face like I was crying, and made like I was on Sigmund Freud's couch... well, one of the girls pounced on me, straddled me, lifted up my shirt, and went to town on my stomach, another girl held my arms, and I screamed in laughter for almost two minutes until the teacher came out to tell us to shut up...
She actually tickled me a few times after that, but that was the best.
 
I have a memory from when I was in college living in the dorms. I had a communications class where we had to put together a group presentation about some sort of television advertising. We were in a group of 3. Other than myself ( guy of age 20 ) there were 2 other girls and I was in the common lounge area with one of my partners, a fair complexion slender redhead. We were alone in the lounge sitting on the floor working on our project and she wanted to take a break.

She was lying on the floor on her side watching the television and was wearing levis and a t-shirt. Her shirt was not tucked in and was just short enough that her side and white tummy were peeking out a few inches. I wanted her to continue working so I tickled her side lightly with my fingertips. She squeaked but them immediately told me that tickling would not make her stop watching tv.

My heart started pounding at this point at the thought of tickling her but I did not let on. I scooted closer to her and tickled her side, just lightly grazing her skin with my fingertips. She giggled but kept her composure. I got a little bolder and moved my hand down to her tummy. She was a slender girl but in her relaxed state her tummy had a nice little pooch. I spent the next 10 minutes scribbling my fingers against her soft tummy skin. Her belly would quiver and spasm a little as I teased the skin and her laughter was almost too loud. I'm glad noone was nearby. I played all around her bellybutton and probed inside.

After a while she couldn't take it and she had to roll away from me.

She didn't even try to get me back. I think she really enjoyed being tickled even though her belly was flinching spasmodically as I tickled her.

Question for the group:

How many girls are out there that have twitchy tummies, and do you like to have it tickled?
 
Some years ago (I was about 9 or 10 years old) I was on a swim team and one day my swim coach (cross between incredibly cute and incredibly hot with brown hair and green eyes and a swimmer body) and her sister (who was my age and looked a lot lie her sister) came over to my house after practice. We were sitting on the bed and I was sitting in the middle. My coach sort of poked me in the stomach and I reacted with a giggle and I moved away. And she said, "Oh ticklish are we?" and she started pinching my sides and using the claw on my tummy. then her sister started in too and they were both tickling me. At this point I was laughing and squirming and I lay back on the back to escape but I couldnt get away. Then my swim coach said to her sister "No, your not doing it right. You have to do it like this." and she demonstrated my grabbing, pinching, and prodding my tummy and sides until I went into silent laughter. They finally stopped but not until I had gotten a thourough tickling that I remember to this day.

I'm not the best story teller but I hope you guys enjoy this
Angel🙂
 
When I was a young pup, I would get my big sister to tickle me. I would lie down on the living room floor, and she would kneel down beside me and use both hands to tickle my belly and sides. I would laugh and squirm like crazy, loving every minute of it. And when she stopped, I would ask for more.
 
My first experience

This was back in pre-school. The girl sitting next to me in the class rolled up her shirt to reveal her belly. I reached over and stroked it a few times and she had to keep her laughter in. This is definitely where the ball got rolling as far as tickling is concerned.
 
this happened like a week ago. I was hanging out with some friend in the parking lot of my college. We were all a little... "under the weather" so we were all just goofing off. I got really tierd and decided to lay on the ground, my friend came over to talk to talk to me and sat on my stomach. Noticing that my sides, ribs, and part of my belly were exposed, 2 of my other friends decided to go to town on me! I flipped! I was trying to squirm and buck but the guy on top of me weighed too much. So all I could do was lay there and turn beat red with laugher while 2 very attractive girls scratched all over my side.
 
Once when I was volunteering down my local charity shop, I was working with a girl I rather fancied. Well we found a feather duster (a rather horrid pink colour) and I asked her ifshe knew feathers tickled. And she said that she didn't know so we decided to find out. So she lifted up her shirt and I tickled her belly with the feathers for a good 10 seconds getting a good few giggles out of her. She ran like Hell when I started using my fingers though! 😛
 
New Year's

This was last year (2003) at a New Year's party. I was sitting at the kitchen table at the host's house when a child of 3 came into my lap. She sat there for a minute and then a college girl came over to us. She tried to take the girl out of my lap, but she did not want to go, so she pushed the girl away. She tried again and again got pushed. She went in for a third time so I just reached out and pushed her. She clearly was not getting the message so I reachedo out again, lifted her shirt and tickled her stomach. She giggled a little, got the point and walked away.


Short, but sweet. 🙂
 
Got her good in church

One day at choir rehearsal, this brother and sister walked in late and the sister was wearing a lightweight jacket. She puts it on backwards and another guy there decides to tie her up with the sleeves, so she spends the entire rehearsal like this. Afterwards, she and I are the only ones in the room. I am about to untie her when I take notice that a few inches around her bellybutton are exposed. I put my finger in there and she giggles a little. JACKPOT!!! 😛 I decide to go in for the kill! I sit her down on my lap and tickle her exposed sides and belly! The bellybutton was the best reaction, but I liked the way she squirmed and tried fruitlessly to evade my tickling! I spent the rest of the time I was there that day catching glimpses of her ticklish belly and bellybutton.
 
Back in band camp

I remember a girl that played flute in the band in 7th and 8th grade. I saw her throughout high school in the summer during a summer band camp. Her belly and bellybutton were exposed on a regular basis. I always made it a point to look over in her direction. Something about her that always caught my attention was the fact that when she stretched and her shirt rode up, she loved rubbing on her stomach.

There was a day at summer camp that I did tickle her. It was before the dismissal. I was standing next to her in the line and we sat on the grass. She lied on her back, and rolled up her shirt and scratched her tummy. She left it there for all to see. So, I reached over to her and starting tickling her bare belly. She had to keep in her laughter because she did not want to draw attention. To this day, it surprises me that no one saw or did not mention this. I kept rubbing her tummy and she kept holding it in through the boring announcements. Then it was time to stand. I reached my hand out to her as if I was going to help her up, but instead I tickled her belly again. She was not mad about, it was just good clean fun.
 
Raspberries...oh, man!

I have a love/hate relationship with them! My oder brothers used to pin Me down when I was about 6 or 7 and give Me the worst ones!!! I laughed hysterically, My breathing faltered, but I still had so much fun! To this day, the worst spot where I can be tickled!! Damn--secret's OUT!
 
A couple of goodies

Back in eighth grade, I was in a health class sitting next to one of these girls who is always stretching. Her shirts were always showing off her bare belly. On one occasion, the teacher had left the room and she stretched as she usually does. The girl behind her grabbed her hands and pulled her back so more of her tummy was exposed. Then she whispered to the girl in front to turn around. When she did, I could not believe what happened next. She took her pencil and started writing on the girl's belly and she started laughing. Everyone noticed this and one kid went to watch the door. The tickler then decided to "erase" what she had "written". This had the girl in hysterics. The piece de resistance was when she took all ten fingers and dug in. The room erupted! I decided to start rubbing her sides to aid the fun! We had to stop as the teacher returned to the room.


Then in my senior year, a week before graduation, we had to take those AP exams to see if we could get college credit. I was sitting next to a member of the drill team. Right before the break, she stretched and her stomach was exposed. She started to stratch her belly, and told me it was itching. I asked her if she wanted me to stratch it for her. She agreed, not knowing my real intentions. I started the stratching right over her bellybutton. Then I started to slide my index finger around her belly. She got wise, so the girl behind her held her arms over her head. The supervisors had already left the room, and everyone else too, so I had the go ahead. I tried a different technique. I walked my fingers over her stomach and she was giggling softly. I then decided to massage her belly and the laughter intensified. Every so often, I would stratch her itch so she would not get mad. I scribbled my fingers all over the ticklish landscape known as her belly. When I stuck my finger in her bellybutton, she howled. Fearing being seen, I stopped and just stared at her nice, flat tummy. Then we left and went about our business.
 
Short shirts are a blessing

When I was in the eighth grade English, the girl that sat next to me towards the end of the first week was wearing a gray shirt that when she stretched her entire tummy area was exposed. So the first time she did this, squeezed her side and she giggled lightly. She stretched again so this time I ran my fingers from her rib down to her bellybutton. The teacher came back into the room, so I stopped.

Later in the day in band class, the band director was getting the class to do the marching band routines. As this same girl was dancing and I (not being in the marching band) sat and watched. Her belly was exposed the entire time.
 
Here's another

This thread is beginning to become consumed with my tales, but to get on with it, this happened yesterday at work. A college aged girl came in and I recognized her as someone I went to high school with and she was wearing a shirt that stopped right over her bellybutton. She recognized me and she gave me a hug. I slipped my arms under her coat and gave her sides a squeeze and she laughed. I helped her take the food she ordered to her car and because it was hot, she took her jacket off and threw it in the back. She gave me another hug and I squeezed her sides again. She asked me if I liked tickling and to answered her by lifting her shirt and rubbing her sensitive tummy. I delighted in the laughter when I probed her innie bellybutton and ran my fingers all over her ticklish midriff. She pushed my hand away after a minute, but she obviously enjoyed it!!!🙂 I hope to see her again soon because this was not the first time she has come it!!!!!!😀 😀 😀
 
middle school

yea, i got tickled a lot in middle school. i dont remember most of them but here's one i do

This one is in 7th grade when i was 13. I was in the library with my LAR class, you know, we had to choose a book to read during the month and write something about it. so anyway, i was in the back by one of the shelves, and it was just me and one of my best friends. My stomach itched, so i rolled up my shirt to maybe 3, 4 inches above my belly button, and scratched me belly. my friend noticed and snuck up behind me. He slipped his arms through my arms and attacked my belly. I almost burst out laughing (i was in a library, how unfair can it get??) and let go of my shirt. his hands were still there, so he tickled me for the remainder of the class (about 5 minutes).
 
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belly and bellybutton tickling

One day i was at my girlfriends sisters house and we were in her bedroom talking when all of a suden she called me flat head because i have flat top hair cut and thats all it took before this i always wondered what kind of bellybutton she had so i semi pined her down on the bed and i lifted her shirt up and proceded to tickle her i started with her sides than imediatley moved to her belly well the question was answered so i started tickling her innie witch went on for a while she was laughing histerically but her bellybutton felt nice i put my finger in it as far as it would go and was moving it around so i finally let her up than about a few min later we were inthe kitchen than she called me flat head again so iwrestled her to the floor and pined her down again with her arms above her head and me on top of her i managed to lift her shirt up a little higher than it was in the bedroom high enough so a quarter of her blue bra was showing so i began to tickle just her bellybutton she was again laughing histerically but she didnt seem to mind me tickling her bellybutton after 15 min i let her up because i was starting to get turned on.
 
My first night with Rhonda

I had dated Rhonda for a few weeks before she spent the night. That first night we spent together was a tickle/raspberry fest. We had playfully tickled each other before, but always fully clothed. When we went to bed, she had stripped down to just her panties and I my shorts. Within seconds we were tickling each other and laughing like crazy. We knocked something off of one of the shelves next to the bed, and when she stretched out to get it, I gave her the biggest raspberry I had ever given. She simply laughed hysterically and said, "Ohhhh!!! I love that!!" I smiled and said, "REALLY?" I couldn't believe she loved it. I continued to blow raspberries on her belly until I was simply laughing so hard I could not continue. That was when she started in on me. I was hysterical. I don't know how long it lasted, but we continued the raspberries until we fell asleep in each other's arms, too beat to continue. To this day, nothing has ever made me laugh as hard as her raspberries.
 
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