medikation65
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Got tickled pretty good the other day...
I got a little drunk at a friend's house, a female friend. (Jennifer) She had a few people over and we ended up sleeping there. I was lucky enough to get one of the beds.
Anyways, the next morning I was sleeping on my stomach with and was woken up to the feeling of someone on my bed. It was Jennifer and I could hear her saying; "He's STILL not getting up." And with that she started to poke me in the ribs through the covers. I said; "Mmmff. What!!!"
"Come on, get up! We're all eating breakfast."
"In a bit," I replied and covered my head with the covers again. I heard her Mother down the hall saying; "Does he want his eggs? They're getting cold."
Jennifer said; "You hear that? Your eggs are getting cold. Get up!" and poked me more. I was sort of blocking her pokes when I felt them, but it didn't really tickle persay. Then I heard her Mother come into the room. I looked out of the covers for a second and saw her with a laundry basket in one hand. "Up up up!" She said, and with THAT she reached down with her free hand and tickled the bottoms of my bare feet. Which I realized were sticking out of the end of the bed.
I inadvertantly responded with an; "Aaahaha!" As my feet are quite ticklish. I kicked a little and she again said; "Come on, up and at 'em." Then she left the room. She obviously didn't think much of what happened.
But then Jennifer said; "Come on, get up or I'm going to tickle you." Then she climbed on top of me, (still lying on my stomach) and dug her hands into my sides and ribs through the covers. I had the covers over my head again and I started to laugh a little. She was straddling me, and then she reached back and tickled me sort of behind her legs, so I couldn't block her hands. THEN I started laughing a little harder.
Then her Mother called out from down the hall; "Is he up yet?" Jennifer said; "He's awake, but refuses to get out of bed!"
I then heard the sound of her mother's footsteps coming closer and closer to the room. This was a very exiting, yet a little scary! I wasn't sure when she got into the room cuz the covers were still over my head, but then I heard her say; "Come on!" and she clapped her hands.
THEN she said; "Boy he's stubborn!"
Jennifer said; "I know!"
Then her Mother said; "But I think he's ticklish too," and then I felt a bunch of fingers on the bottoms of my bare feet again. She was tickling me again! I couldn't take it, I laughed a little and said; "(laughing)...quit it...(laughing)" She was sort of following my feet around and digging her fingers in for a second, then stopping while I squirmed, then again and so on. I of course was LOVING THIS!
Then Jennifer's mother said; "Here, this'll make it easier..." And I felt her grab both ankles under her arm and wrap them together in the covers, my bare soles sticking out. She actually wrapped me pretty tight because my feet were tied crossed one over the other, which I knew was bad. ANYONE with ticklish feet knows that in this position you can't block one sole with the other foot!
THEN let me tell you, she tickled me.....
She LET ME HAVE IT!
Scratching all ten fingers around the soles of my bare feet and there was nothing I could do but laugh and struggle. She had put one of her legs over both of mine also to stop me from bending my knees. I could feel some fingernails too. Not SUPER long, but I could feel them along with her fingertips. After about 6 or 7 seconds I found myself laughing and panicking saying; "Okay! (laughter) OKAY OKAY!!!"
She said; "You gonna get up?" I looked out of the covers and saw her grinning at me evily! "Or do I have to give you the tickles more!?" And she scribbled away for a second again.
I said; "I'll get up! I will I WILL!"
"Okay then," she said and let me go. Jennifer got off of me also and I lay there laughing red in the face for a socond or two.
I went into the kitchen and sat down to eat and Jennifer's mother said to me; "Aah there he is. You're up! It's just too tempting NOT to tickle feet sticking out from the covers! Especially since I have very ticklish fingers!" And she squirmed her fingers at me!
I'll tell you all, she had inCREDibly ticklish fingers. I think it was because she didn't often tickle people. Great tickling she gave me though! She said she'd; "remember my ticklish spots if she ever needed to use them again!"
Here's to hoping!
medikation65
I got a little drunk at a friend's house, a female friend. (Jennifer) She had a few people over and we ended up sleeping there. I was lucky enough to get one of the beds.
Anyways, the next morning I was sleeping on my stomach with and was woken up to the feeling of someone on my bed. It was Jennifer and I could hear her saying; "He's STILL not getting up." And with that she started to poke me in the ribs through the covers. I said; "Mmmff. What!!!"
"Come on, get up! We're all eating breakfast."
"In a bit," I replied and covered my head with the covers again. I heard her Mother down the hall saying; "Does he want his eggs? They're getting cold."
Jennifer said; "You hear that? Your eggs are getting cold. Get up!" and poked me more. I was sort of blocking her pokes when I felt them, but it didn't really tickle persay. Then I heard her Mother come into the room. I looked out of the covers for a second and saw her with a laundry basket in one hand. "Up up up!" She said, and with THAT she reached down with her free hand and tickled the bottoms of my bare feet. Which I realized were sticking out of the end of the bed.
I inadvertantly responded with an; "Aaahaha!" As my feet are quite ticklish. I kicked a little and she again said; "Come on, up and at 'em." Then she left the room. She obviously didn't think much of what happened.
But then Jennifer said; "Come on, get up or I'm going to tickle you." Then she climbed on top of me, (still lying on my stomach) and dug her hands into my sides and ribs through the covers. I had the covers over my head again and I started to laugh a little. She was straddling me, and then she reached back and tickled me sort of behind her legs, so I couldn't block her hands. THEN I started laughing a little harder.
Then her Mother called out from down the hall; "Is he up yet?" Jennifer said; "He's awake, but refuses to get out of bed!"
I then heard the sound of her mother's footsteps coming closer and closer to the room. This was a very exiting, yet a little scary! I wasn't sure when she got into the room cuz the covers were still over my head, but then I heard her say; "Come on!" and she clapped her hands.
THEN she said; "Boy he's stubborn!"
Jennifer said; "I know!"
Then her Mother said; "But I think he's ticklish too," and then I felt a bunch of fingers on the bottoms of my bare feet again. She was tickling me again! I couldn't take it, I laughed a little and said; "(laughing)...quit it...(laughing)" She was sort of following my feet around and digging her fingers in for a second, then stopping while I squirmed, then again and so on. I of course was LOVING THIS!
Then Jennifer's mother said; "Here, this'll make it easier..." And I felt her grab both ankles under her arm and wrap them together in the covers, my bare soles sticking out. She actually wrapped me pretty tight because my feet were tied crossed one over the other, which I knew was bad. ANYONE with ticklish feet knows that in this position you can't block one sole with the other foot!
THEN let me tell you, she tickled me.....
She LET ME HAVE IT!
Scratching all ten fingers around the soles of my bare feet and there was nothing I could do but laugh and struggle. She had put one of her legs over both of mine also to stop me from bending my knees. I could feel some fingernails too. Not SUPER long, but I could feel them along with her fingertips. After about 6 or 7 seconds I found myself laughing and panicking saying; "Okay! (laughter) OKAY OKAY!!!"
She said; "You gonna get up?" I looked out of the covers and saw her grinning at me evily! "Or do I have to give you the tickles more!?" And she scribbled away for a second again.
I said; "I'll get up! I will I WILL!"
"Okay then," she said and let me go. Jennifer got off of me also and I lay there laughing red in the face for a socond or two.
I went into the kitchen and sat down to eat and Jennifer's mother said to me; "Aah there he is. You're up! It's just too tempting NOT to tickle feet sticking out from the covers! Especially since I have very ticklish fingers!" And she squirmed her fingers at me!
I'll tell you all, she had inCREDibly ticklish fingers. I think it was because she didn't often tickle people. Great tickling she gave me though! She said she'd; "remember my ticklish spots if she ever needed to use them again!"
Here's to hoping!
medikation65
