Hey, I thought I'd share a story from a few years back when I was at Uni. It's about me and a friend of mine called Debs. We used to tickle each other quite often, in fact it was she who got me into it in the first place! I was about 20 at the time. We were pretty close, and this is what happened.
I lived in a house with three other people. It was me, Debs, and two others. One weekend the others had gone away and it was just Debs and I in the house. It was Saturday afternoon, and we had nothing in particular to do. We were at home, and basically a bit bored, so I asked Debs if she wanted to have a tickle contest. We did this fairly often, so it wasn't an unusual request!
Debs agreed, because we both liked it, and we thought about what we should do. Usually we did things like seeing how long you could take being tickled for, or something like that. I said that this time I wanted to make the loser do a forefit. Having spent some time thinking of the forefits (some more naughty than others), we decided that the loser would have to take a cold shower, wearing whatever they had been tickled in, and then continue wearing that for the rest of the afternoon. So, you could choose fewer clothes meaning worse tickling but an easier forefit, or more clothes meaning a worse forefit.
We would both be tickled for 5 mins while tied up by the other, and Debs had a program on her computer to measure the amount of noise generated. Whoever generated the most noise would have to pay the forefit!
The other rule was that we weren't allowed to see what the other was wearing until we started the contest. So we both went to our rooms to change. I had been wearing a strappy top and jeans, and so I decided to replace the top with a t-shirt to protect my underarms, and my jeans with shorts in case I had to do the forefit. I thought about socks, but decided that they'd be really annoying if wet, so decided to be brave and went barefoot. I thought Debs would go for a similar strategy.
Debs had been wearing shorts and a strappy top, and complaining how hot it had been. However when she emerged from her room she was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, a sweatshirt, and socks! I was shocked, and she smiled, knowing exactly where this was going!
We tossed a coin to see who would get tickled first, and it would be Debs. She lay down on her bed, and I tied her spread-eagle, and pressed start on her PC screen. I tickled her through her sweatshirt to her underarms, but although it produced some squirming, there was very little sound. So I decided after a minute or so to turn my attention to her socked feet. I had some success there, registering some giggles and laughs, but not as much as I'd have liked. I then went up and started to tickle her sides, which again had some success. But all too soon I ran out of time and the PC showed a score of 21 (higher is noisier). Then it was my turn.
Debs tied me up and pressed start on the PC. I was determined that even though she hadn't been that ticklish I would still be quiet. She started at my underarms, which tickled a bit, but I managed to stay quiet. Then she must have decided she just wanted to win, so she went down to my bare feet and started tickling the left one. It was hell and I just couldn't keep quiet, so started laughing. I knew that I had already made more noise than her, so knew I had lost, and then just didn't worry about it. She tickled my feet for a couple of minutes, followed by my legs and inner thighs. To cap it off, my t-shirt had risen up a bit, so she was able to tickle my stomach too, which is one of my worst places. The timer went off after what seemed like more than 5 minutes, and the score was 62! So I had lost by a long way!
Debs took great pleasure in telling me that I had lost, and not to worry because she was untying me right away. She did that, and pointed me in the direction of the bathroom. I wasn't really worried about the shower, but more about staying wet for the rest of the afternoon. Anyway, she came with me to the bathroom, and turned on the shower, saying that I had to stay in there for at least a minute once I was fully wet. So I stepped in, and it was cold - I felt the water running over my head, and soaking my t-shirt and running inside my shorts. For a minute I was in the shower, and was obviously soaked at the end. I came out, and Debs handed me a towel to dry my hair and exposed skin. I was happy that I didn't have socks or jeans on!
So for about half an hour I sat around in my wet clothes, before Debs offered me a deal. She said that if I wanted to change into some dry clothes then I could, as long as I put on some vibrating panties and handed her the remote control ...
I lived in a house with three other people. It was me, Debs, and two others. One weekend the others had gone away and it was just Debs and I in the house. It was Saturday afternoon, and we had nothing in particular to do. We were at home, and basically a bit bored, so I asked Debs if she wanted to have a tickle contest. We did this fairly often, so it wasn't an unusual request!
Debs agreed, because we both liked it, and we thought about what we should do. Usually we did things like seeing how long you could take being tickled for, or something like that. I said that this time I wanted to make the loser do a forefit. Having spent some time thinking of the forefits (some more naughty than others), we decided that the loser would have to take a cold shower, wearing whatever they had been tickled in, and then continue wearing that for the rest of the afternoon. So, you could choose fewer clothes meaning worse tickling but an easier forefit, or more clothes meaning a worse forefit.
We would both be tickled for 5 mins while tied up by the other, and Debs had a program on her computer to measure the amount of noise generated. Whoever generated the most noise would have to pay the forefit!
The other rule was that we weren't allowed to see what the other was wearing until we started the contest. So we both went to our rooms to change. I had been wearing a strappy top and jeans, and so I decided to replace the top with a t-shirt to protect my underarms, and my jeans with shorts in case I had to do the forefit. I thought about socks, but decided that they'd be really annoying if wet, so decided to be brave and went barefoot. I thought Debs would go for a similar strategy.
Debs had been wearing shorts and a strappy top, and complaining how hot it had been. However when she emerged from her room she was wearing jeans, a t-shirt, a sweatshirt, and socks! I was shocked, and she smiled, knowing exactly where this was going!
We tossed a coin to see who would get tickled first, and it would be Debs. She lay down on her bed, and I tied her spread-eagle, and pressed start on her PC screen. I tickled her through her sweatshirt to her underarms, but although it produced some squirming, there was very little sound. So I decided after a minute or so to turn my attention to her socked feet. I had some success there, registering some giggles and laughs, but not as much as I'd have liked. I then went up and started to tickle her sides, which again had some success. But all too soon I ran out of time and the PC showed a score of 21 (higher is noisier). Then it was my turn.
Debs tied me up and pressed start on the PC. I was determined that even though she hadn't been that ticklish I would still be quiet. She started at my underarms, which tickled a bit, but I managed to stay quiet. Then she must have decided she just wanted to win, so she went down to my bare feet and started tickling the left one. It was hell and I just couldn't keep quiet, so started laughing. I knew that I had already made more noise than her, so knew I had lost, and then just didn't worry about it. She tickled my feet for a couple of minutes, followed by my legs and inner thighs. To cap it off, my t-shirt had risen up a bit, so she was able to tickle my stomach too, which is one of my worst places. The timer went off after what seemed like more than 5 minutes, and the score was 62! So I had lost by a long way!
Debs took great pleasure in telling me that I had lost, and not to worry because she was untying me right away. She did that, and pointed me in the direction of the bathroom. I wasn't really worried about the shower, but more about staying wet for the rest of the afternoon. Anyway, she came with me to the bathroom, and turned on the shower, saying that I had to stay in there for at least a minute once I was fully wet. So I stepped in, and it was cold - I felt the water running over my head, and soaking my t-shirt and running inside my shorts. For a minute I was in the shower, and was obviously soaked at the end. I came out, and Debs handed me a towel to dry my hair and exposed skin. I was happy that I didn't have socks or jeans on!
So for about half an hour I sat around in my wet clothes, before Debs offered me a deal. She said that if I wanted to change into some dry clothes then I could, as long as I put on some vibrating panties and handed her the remote control ...
