This happened a while ago, I was with a friend and we'd been drinking vodka and playing on xbox while sat on her bed, and I decided it'd be a good idea to do a front-roll off the bed (becaus I was drunk, it seemed an acceptable way to exit). So I lay on my front and put my head on the floor under the matress, then moved forward to let my legs roll over the top of my on to the floor. I was about half way there when she rolled over onto the back of my knees, trapping me with my top half under the bed, wasted curled around the edge of the matress and legs on the top. I couldnt move back up again cause she was holding my legs in place, and I couldnt move side ways because I had the bed-leg to one side and some boxes of stuff to the other side.
After a few minutes of wriggling, joking and me complaining my head was going heavy because I was upside down, I suddenly felt one of my socks being removed
"Hey! What are you doing?" I asked
"...nothing" she replied, and suddenly pulled my sock right off.
"This little piggy went to market" she said in a babyish voice, "and this little piggy got stuck under the bed"
"nooo hhaha" I giggled back, "stoppit! I'm really ticklish!"
"I know" she replied, then studdenly started dragging her fingernails down my sole and under my toes. I exploded with laughter and frantically thrashed around under the bed. Being drunk and upside and tickled is a very strange experience. Feeling light headed from being tipsy is one thing, but light headed from laughter and upsidedownness is something completely different.
After a few moments of torture she stopped, mostly because although we were enjoying the ticklish fun, I was really starting to go dizzy and see stars from being the wrong way up.
Interesting experience none the less.
I have a few other short stories, both f/m and m/f I might share should anybody be interested 🙂
After a few minutes of wriggling, joking and me complaining my head was going heavy because I was upside down, I suddenly felt one of my socks being removed
"Hey! What are you doing?" I asked
"...nothing" she replied, and suddenly pulled my sock right off.
"This little piggy went to market" she said in a babyish voice, "and this little piggy got stuck under the bed"
"nooo hhaha" I giggled back, "stoppit! I'm really ticklish!"
"I know" she replied, then studdenly started dragging her fingernails down my sole and under my toes. I exploded with laughter and frantically thrashed around under the bed. Being drunk and upside and tickled is a very strange experience. Feeling light headed from being tipsy is one thing, but light headed from laughter and upsidedownness is something completely different.
After a few moments of torture she stopped, mostly because although we were enjoying the ticklish fun, I was really starting to go dizzy and see stars from being the wrong way up.
Interesting experience none the less.
I have a few other short stories, both f/m and m/f I might share should anybody be interested 🙂
