medikation65
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I was at a friend's house and he had to go and run an errand and I had to stay and wait. He said he'd be back in about an hour. I was lying on his couch watching TV. His Mom came in to keep me company. She was about 40 or so. I was lying on my stomach. She came in and I said; "Hi." She was wearing tan hose with a long dress and shoes on. She sat down next to where I was sitting. I had my hands under my chin.
Then she looked at me and tickled my side, as my shirt had rode up a little. She said; "Are you a ticklish boy?" I sort of jumped and grinned, and said "No!" But I wanted her to continue so I didn't put my arms down.
She did it again, and said; "Are you sure? You look like a ticklish boy!" She was giving me quick little tickles with her fingers on my exposed side. I laughed a little and squirmed aroun; but still said "No, I'm not!"
Then she said; "Do you laugh and giggle when you get tickled? Hmm? Do you squirm and wriggle? Hmm? Do you?" Again I maintained my position as best I could and giggled while saying; "No! No I don't!" etc.
The she said; "I'll bet you're ticklish all over. I'll bet you have a ticklish tummy. And ticklish ribs, and ticklish feet. Do you? Huh?" Still tickling my side. I said; "No. No I don't." Then she reached back and tickled my feet with her hand. My feet are quite ticklish, so I squirmed a giggled some more. "Do you have ticklish feet? Huh? Do you?" "No! I don't!" dubbed with laughter.
Then she got me really bad and I couldn't hold my hands up anymore. She goes; "I'll bet under the arms too. Hmm?" And with that she dug both hands into my underarms making me laugh out loud and try to escape her. I loved it! She was saying; "Are you SURE you're not ticklish? You sure look ticklish to me! All over! I know all the good spots. Like in between the ribs." And she got my ribs really good. I was howling with laughter and squirming so bad. Then she said; "And the bottoms of the feet..." Then she grabbed an ankle and held it down on the other one immobilizing me.
She started tickling my feet mercilessly, It seemed no matter where I'd squirm my feet she'd no where it would go because her fingers were CONSTANTLY on the bottoms. Then, and I'll never forget this, she said; "Wow, your feet might even be more ticklish than mine!"
She finally stopped and stood over me. Saying with a smile; "Have I got ticklish fingers?" I was sort of curled up and I said; "Extremely!" Then she quickly dug into my ribs again for fun. I guess I kicked my feet up from the back cuz then she said; "Oh you want your feet tickled again, huh?!" "No!" I screamed and put them down. She grinned at me and said; "Well I'll get them again sometime."
For the next hour she would give me quick little tickles here and there. I never told my friend about it though. I doubt that she did either. I have more tickling experiences with this woman, I'll share them again later.
Then she looked at me and tickled my side, as my shirt had rode up a little. She said; "Are you a ticklish boy?" I sort of jumped and grinned, and said "No!" But I wanted her to continue so I didn't put my arms down.
She did it again, and said; "Are you sure? You look like a ticklish boy!" She was giving me quick little tickles with her fingers on my exposed side. I laughed a little and squirmed aroun; but still said "No, I'm not!"
Then she said; "Do you laugh and giggle when you get tickled? Hmm? Do you squirm and wriggle? Hmm? Do you?" Again I maintained my position as best I could and giggled while saying; "No! No I don't!" etc.
The she said; "I'll bet you're ticklish all over. I'll bet you have a ticklish tummy. And ticklish ribs, and ticklish feet. Do you? Huh?" Still tickling my side. I said; "No. No I don't." Then she reached back and tickled my feet with her hand. My feet are quite ticklish, so I squirmed a giggled some more. "Do you have ticklish feet? Huh? Do you?" "No! I don't!" dubbed with laughter.
Then she got me really bad and I couldn't hold my hands up anymore. She goes; "I'll bet under the arms too. Hmm?" And with that she dug both hands into my underarms making me laugh out loud and try to escape her. I loved it! She was saying; "Are you SURE you're not ticklish? You sure look ticklish to me! All over! I know all the good spots. Like in between the ribs." And she got my ribs really good. I was howling with laughter and squirming so bad. Then she said; "And the bottoms of the feet..." Then she grabbed an ankle and held it down on the other one immobilizing me.
She started tickling my feet mercilessly, It seemed no matter where I'd squirm my feet she'd no where it would go because her fingers were CONSTANTLY on the bottoms. Then, and I'll never forget this, she said; "Wow, your feet might even be more ticklish than mine!"
She finally stopped and stood over me. Saying with a smile; "Have I got ticklish fingers?" I was sort of curled up and I said; "Extremely!" Then she quickly dug into my ribs again for fun. I guess I kicked my feet up from the back cuz then she said; "Oh you want your feet tickled again, huh?!" "No!" I screamed and put them down. She grinned at me and said; "Well I'll get them again sometime."
For the next hour she would give me quick little tickles here and there. I never told my friend about it though. I doubt that she did either. I have more tickling experiences with this woman, I'll share them again later.
