This true story describes one of my most memorable and earliest encounters of extreme tickling.
One Friday, as a small boy of nine or ten, I happily walked out of school and waited for my sister of the same age to walk home with. It was her birthday, and her plans were to have a sleepover with five of her friends. I had been excited about this from the moment I knew who was going to make an appearance...Mina, my biggest crush from school, who, I had been told on many occasions, liked me too.
That evening, I eagerly waited in my bedroom for the doorbell to ring and for Mina to enter my house. I remained patient, even though she was last to show up. However, I didn't mind. I was just glad that she was there.
As I walked down the stairs, I spotted Mina, standing on the doorstep. As she looked up at me, I smiled and in return she grinned. I felt there was a connection between us and I planned to make this night a night to remember.
Later on, I entered my sister's bedroom in which all the girls were chatting and laughing. I found myself walking over to Mina and nervously asking her if she'd like to "see my bedroom". After agreeing with no hesitation, we quickly made our way across the hall to my room.
We sat on my bed, and she began to stroke my arm. "Hey, that tickles!" I said as I laughed. I began to tickle her armpits. She let out a small cry. "Shh, they'll hear you" I said. I continued to stroke and feel her body, and squeezing her sides with my fingertips, but each time she let out a shriek, getting louder every time. I reached into my drawer and pulled out a long football sock. "This will help" I sneakily said as I wrapped it around her face, covering her mouth like a gag.
We began to get more vigorous as we touched eachother, and quickly fell onto the floor. We continued. I watched Mina's face, her constipated but pleasured look showing that she almost couldn't handle any more of the tickles. Tears began to trickle down her helpless face. However, that didn't stop me. I was young, curious, and something about seeing her lie there like this made me feel bubbly inside.
Ripping the sock from her face, Mina breatlessly whispered "stop, i'm going to pee myself." The bedroom door suddenly burst open to reveal my sister, standing in her dressing gown looking slightly puzzled at the sight of Mina and me lying on the floor together. "Come on Mina, you're missing all the fun!" she cried, but Mina and me both knew that from then on, our fun had only just begun.
Thanx for reading, hope u liked it
Foley
One Friday, as a small boy of nine or ten, I happily walked out of school and waited for my sister of the same age to walk home with. It was her birthday, and her plans were to have a sleepover with five of her friends. I had been excited about this from the moment I knew who was going to make an appearance...Mina, my biggest crush from school, who, I had been told on many occasions, liked me too.
That evening, I eagerly waited in my bedroom for the doorbell to ring and for Mina to enter my house. I remained patient, even though she was last to show up. However, I didn't mind. I was just glad that she was there.
As I walked down the stairs, I spotted Mina, standing on the doorstep. As she looked up at me, I smiled and in return she grinned. I felt there was a connection between us and I planned to make this night a night to remember.
Later on, I entered my sister's bedroom in which all the girls were chatting and laughing. I found myself walking over to Mina and nervously asking her if she'd like to "see my bedroom". After agreeing with no hesitation, we quickly made our way across the hall to my room.
We sat on my bed, and she began to stroke my arm. "Hey, that tickles!" I said as I laughed. I began to tickle her armpits. She let out a small cry. "Shh, they'll hear you" I said. I continued to stroke and feel her body, and squeezing her sides with my fingertips, but each time she let out a shriek, getting louder every time. I reached into my drawer and pulled out a long football sock. "This will help" I sneakily said as I wrapped it around her face, covering her mouth like a gag.
We began to get more vigorous as we touched eachother, and quickly fell onto the floor. We continued. I watched Mina's face, her constipated but pleasured look showing that she almost couldn't handle any more of the tickles. Tears began to trickle down her helpless face. However, that didn't stop me. I was young, curious, and something about seeing her lie there like this made me feel bubbly inside.
Ripping the sock from her face, Mina breatlessly whispered "stop, i'm going to pee myself." The bedroom door suddenly burst open to reveal my sister, standing in her dressing gown looking slightly puzzled at the sight of Mina and me lying on the floor together. "Come on Mina, you're missing all the fun!" she cried, but Mina and me both knew that from then on, our fun had only just begun.
Thanx for reading, hope u liked it
Foley
