makemelaugh2
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Out of all my g/f's I've had, I will never forget Kim. She was about 5'7'' with shoulder length blonde hair--kind of a quiet girl and a little shy at times. She was definitly a real treat. As I try and always do with the girls I dated, I would always try to bring up tickling and try to see what they thought of it. You always get the different reaction types when you mention it and you try to bring it up at the right time. But with Kim it was a little different only in the fact that I was always comfortable talking to her. So one night the opportunity presented itself--we were on the couch just talking and watching tv and while my arm was around her, I eventually got the nerve to poke her ribs just innocently enough as to not make it seem intentional. It was perfect as she let out a little squeal and squirmed. I played dumb and asked her what was wrong, and she just came right out and said that she was very ticklish. Not letting this opportunity get away, we started talking about it. She was a little shy, but we were comfortable with each other and the conversation continued. I asked where else she was ticklish and she told me pretty much everywhere, so I told her that I'd like to see for myself. She squirmed at the idea, but after some playful persuasion, she let me tickle her some more. So I tickled her and she would tickle me back, finding some spots on me that were ticklish.
As our relationship went on, we would usually tickle each other to some degree each time we were together. We could be walking in the mall or somewhere and at some point I would poke her sides or quickly under her arms and she'd get a giggle out of it, then eventually she might do the same to me. And when we were alone together the tickling would be more intense. We would start to play little games like to see who could last longer or something or being tickled and not being able to laugh or move at all. We tried to get creative with the tickles when we were alone and I was so glad that she enjoyed it. I could see that she liked it. So, one night with my creative thoughts I said that it might be neat to try tying her ankles together. She thought about it for a few moments but did eventually agree to try it, as we were getting closer and closer with each other. I told her that at any time if she was uncomfortable, we'd stop. So I got a small piece of rope and lightly tied it around her ankles. It was loose enough that she probably could have wiggled out of it within a couple minutes, but she didn't. I put her lightly bound socked feet in my lap and very slowly dragged a finger up one foot, then the other. She squirmed and squealed and then laughed, but let her feet in my lap. She was so cute and I just kept tickling away. Eventually she couldn't take anymore and grabbed my hands with hers to stop me, so I stopped. I asked her if she enjoyed this and she said that she did, so I gave her some more quick tickles on her socked soles. When I was done I untied her and then she said it was my turn. I agreed and she got a shot at me. Again, it was just playful tickles but my soles are extremely ticklish, so sometimes it was not easy to bear. She stared to taunt me sometimes with the familiar, "are these feet ticklish?" and that just turned me on more. She'd also tell me sometimes not to laugh or make a sound or not to move at all. Difficult sometimes, but fun! Not long after that we got into the hand-tying as well, just to make it more of a challenge. I was just so happy that she was comfortable with all of this! At this point, the tickling sometimes got even more intense. I had sometimes tickled her into a little giggle-box. As long as she didn't protest, I tickled her!
And finally we got to the stage where we tied each other to objects, like a pole or a bed. Boy, those alone times were great! We had so much fun...and the creativity kept getting better and better. I'm sure we've all played the game of keeping a secret while getting tickled for a time limit--we played that. But her creativeness just amazed me at times...she bound me to the bed one time and then played a neat little game. She would write down something on a piece of paper and then hold it a certain distance away from me. I had to read what it said on the paper in a time limit (usually about 10 seconds, depending on what she wrote), and if I couldn't, then it's tickle time. At first, she made it easy for me, but then she got cute and started to write smaller and then stand further away from me. I knew that eventually I wouldn't be able to read what she wrote and I was going to get the tickles. She had her own point system for tickling me...the more of the sentence I could read then the less she tickled me.
She came up with another one with a walkman. What she did was put the headphones of the walkman over my ears and then she'd play music. Then she would stand in front of me and say something. I had to repeat what she said. If I couldn't do it, then tickling. Again, at first...easy, but then she turned the music up to eventually the point that I had to read her lips and I couldn't do it. I think that she really did get a kick out of tickling me sometimes, but it was worth it. Payback was sweet! I loved getting her back and seeing her beautiful face! Nose scrunched up, mouth wide open, eyes shut tight, hair swishing back & forth and beautiful laughter pouring out!
Those were the days! So what do you think? Anyone play similar games? Anyone want to hear more?
As our relationship went on, we would usually tickle each other to some degree each time we were together. We could be walking in the mall or somewhere and at some point I would poke her sides or quickly under her arms and she'd get a giggle out of it, then eventually she might do the same to me. And when we were alone together the tickling would be more intense. We would start to play little games like to see who could last longer or something or being tickled and not being able to laugh or move at all. We tried to get creative with the tickles when we were alone and I was so glad that she enjoyed it. I could see that she liked it. So, one night with my creative thoughts I said that it might be neat to try tying her ankles together. She thought about it for a few moments but did eventually agree to try it, as we were getting closer and closer with each other. I told her that at any time if she was uncomfortable, we'd stop. So I got a small piece of rope and lightly tied it around her ankles. It was loose enough that she probably could have wiggled out of it within a couple minutes, but she didn't. I put her lightly bound socked feet in my lap and very slowly dragged a finger up one foot, then the other. She squirmed and squealed and then laughed, but let her feet in my lap. She was so cute and I just kept tickling away. Eventually she couldn't take anymore and grabbed my hands with hers to stop me, so I stopped. I asked her if she enjoyed this and she said that she did, so I gave her some more quick tickles on her socked soles. When I was done I untied her and then she said it was my turn. I agreed and she got a shot at me. Again, it was just playful tickles but my soles are extremely ticklish, so sometimes it was not easy to bear. She stared to taunt me sometimes with the familiar, "are these feet ticklish?" and that just turned me on more. She'd also tell me sometimes not to laugh or make a sound or not to move at all. Difficult sometimes, but fun! Not long after that we got into the hand-tying as well, just to make it more of a challenge. I was just so happy that she was comfortable with all of this! At this point, the tickling sometimes got even more intense. I had sometimes tickled her into a little giggle-box. As long as she didn't protest, I tickled her!
And finally we got to the stage where we tied each other to objects, like a pole or a bed. Boy, those alone times were great! We had so much fun...and the creativity kept getting better and better. I'm sure we've all played the game of keeping a secret while getting tickled for a time limit--we played that. But her creativeness just amazed me at times...she bound me to the bed one time and then played a neat little game. She would write down something on a piece of paper and then hold it a certain distance away from me. I had to read what it said on the paper in a time limit (usually about 10 seconds, depending on what she wrote), and if I couldn't, then it's tickle time. At first, she made it easy for me, but then she got cute and started to write smaller and then stand further away from me. I knew that eventually I wouldn't be able to read what she wrote and I was going to get the tickles. She had her own point system for tickling me...the more of the sentence I could read then the less she tickled me.
She came up with another one with a walkman. What she did was put the headphones of the walkman over my ears and then she'd play music. Then she would stand in front of me and say something. I had to repeat what she said. If I couldn't do it, then tickling. Again, at first...easy, but then she turned the music up to eventually the point that I had to read her lips and I couldn't do it. I think that she really did get a kick out of tickling me sometimes, but it was worth it. Payback was sweet! I loved getting her back and seeing her beautiful face! Nose scrunched up, mouth wide open, eyes shut tight, hair swishing back & forth and beautiful laughter pouring out!
Those were the days! So what do you think? Anyone play similar games? Anyone want to hear more?