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Damn, guy.he takes her to my bedroom and closes the door... I stood in the hall and listened for about 10 minutes before he called me in... I walk in and he is sitting on her in the middle of the bed. She is in her bra and panties...
What were you thinking during that time? How far were you willing to let them go? (Just curious, not judgmental.)thats either fake or I feel sorry for you. Cause if its true your gf has most likely cheated on you so often that she feels comfortable to strip for your friends infront of you, and your friend is either not loyal at all or has no respect for you, but hey thats just the way I see it
I find it interesting that so many find this story hard to believe, especially after live2laugh added the fact that this occurred between fraternity related individuals. I can remember witnessing/instigating/participating in many situations similar to this during my frat days. In fact my pledge brother and I used to tickle the crap out of his girlfriend all the time (even times when she was in bra & panties) and no one gave it a second thought. And no, I never betrayed his friendship. Sorry if you guys missed out on this type of activity when you were 18-22 years old, but the truth is this stuff is happening all the time.I'm sorry but blatantly fake stories like this make me wonder why there even is a "True Tickling Section." All stories should just be in the Post Stories section and if it's true then put a disclaimer at the top. Claiming that some of these stories are true are an insult to our intelligence i'm sorry.
I find it interesting that so many find this story hard to believe, especially after live2laugh added the fact that this occurred between fraternity related individuals. I can remember witnessing/instigating/participating in many situations similar to this during my frat days. In fact my pledge brother and I used to tickle the crap out of his girlfriend all the time (even times when she was in bra & panties) and no one gave it a second thought. And no, I never betrayed his friendship. Sorry if you guys missed out on this type of activity when you were 18-22 years old, but the truth is this stuff is happening all the time.
...I'm going back almost twenty years, but I remember there were about six of us in a dorm room one time working on some group project, and Lisa was kneeling on the floor, shoes off, perfect black nyloned soles face up (man, that position always KILLS me). Damn, did I want to sneak one in! ... but her boyfriend was huge and a dick. Even though he wasn't there, I decided to bag it.
Well, maybe it was telepathy or something, but this heavier girl (can't remember her name) came out of the kitchen behind Lisa, squatted down and flurried her fingers on those gorgeous soles. Lisa yelped and practically hit the ceiling saying something like "God don't DO that. My feet are SO ticklish." It was just a fun, spontaneous move on the heavy girls part, but I could have kissed her...
I find it interesting that so many find this story hard to believe, especially after live2laugh added the fact that this occurred between fraternity related individuals. I can remember witnessing/instigating/participating in many situations similar to this during my frat days. In fact my pledge brother and I used to tickle the crap out of his girlfriend all the time (even times when she was in bra & panties) and no one gave it a second thought. And no, I never betrayed his friendship. Sorry if you guys missed out on this type of activity when you were 18-22 years old, but the truth is this stuff is happening all the time.
Actually that same girlfriend was a serious flirt and tease, and craved attention which she got from all the guys. I remember walking by the room of a younger classmen and hearing her (now familiar) ticklish laughter and screams. Not being one to ever miss an opportunity, I walked in and she was sprawled out on the couch in a bikini with one guy holding her arms and another holding her legs. A third guy told me they were giving her “wet willies”. I had never heard of the term, so he demonstrated by sticking his tongue right at the interface of the inner thigh and her crotch. We’re talking millimeters from her pussy. She would scream with hysterical laughter every time his tongue hit home. She yelled for me to help her and I obliged by furiously tickling her feet which were dangling off the end of the couch as I walked back out of the room. The sound of her continued torture filled the halls for a few more minutes before she came back to our room sweaty and still giggling and collapsed onto the bed. Those were really some great times.Man, you had more guts than I did (or more permissive friends, LOL!) I was in a fraternity in the mid - late 80's, and the only time I ever did the deed to a buddy's girl was in the car. We were overloaded with people that evening, and his date (it wasn't even his girlfriend) was on my lap in the passenger seat due to the space constraints. My buddy was driving, and I had consumed a few that evening.
She was a tiny little cutie, and I started counting her ribs. She went *ballistic* with laughter. It is the only time I have ever done that, and I don't remember him caring. I really dug in and I thought she was literally going to wet her pants, so I stopped. My buddy and I weren't really close, anyway, even though we were in the same fraternity.
Regards,
TK

Marsha, Marsha, Marsha! Marsha gets all the attention! - Loved the recount TS.I agree. Things like this happened all the time in college. A quick story, a young freshman named Marsha, who worked our front desk, was dating one of my guys on my floor. I was going to my room when I heard some loud, shrill laughter. I went to tell whomever to chill and it sounded like tickling, so I was interested. I followed the sound to Kenny's (Marsha's boyfriend) room the door was wide open. I saw Kenny and his friend, tickling the shit out of Marsha. She was trying to hide under a blanket to no avail.
"Kenny. KENNY! Keep it down brother."
"Tell them to stop tickling me...and throw me my bra!" Marsha gasped as they stopped tickling. I looked on a chair and saw her bra.
"Kenny, let that girl go and give her the bra." Kenny grabbed the bra and flung it to Marsha, then he and I began to chat. Over his shoulder, as Marsha put her bra on under the blanket; the friend grabbed her feet, ripped her socks off and tickled her feet. I started to bark orders (sorry gang, I'm not a traitor, but I was a RA, so I had to be responsible).
"Get her, get her Nate!! She was being a brat." Looking for any excuse to allow this to continue. I winked at Kenny and said,
"Just keep it down and shut the door. Marsha, you are still expected at the desk at 7 sharp." I shut the door and heard her shrill cackles, but not as loud
Shit like this was very common in college. Ahhh, glory days.
TS
Hormones! - and lots of them.I've had most of my tickling experiences in college. College is that weird place that you're not a kid but not yet an adult. College allows you to find or reinvent yourself. The freakiest shit I ever saw or done was in college. I would dare say most fetishes are fully explored in college.
TS
