ticklishmrs
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A couple of weekends ago, hubby had his three friends over for the start of the CFL(our version of the NFL) season, a double header. He wanted me to wear a midriff tank top, short shorts, and sneakers. I know where he was going with this! So the guys came over and got ready for the game, I went to the kitchen to prepare snacks. Now hubs likes feather tickling, so in the den is a round glass bowl of assorted feathers he has found on walks, as well as a dried flower arrangement with pheasant feathers in it.
While I preparing the snacks, Frank(no real names here) came into the kitchen and started tickling my back and up and down my arms with a pheasant feather. I was going nuts, squirming and laughing and saying "oh gawd stop!" As I carried the bowl of snacks down the hall to the den Frank was still tickling with the feather, back, arms, neck, ears and my shrill laughter filled the hallway. As I got into the den Hubs said to Frank, "she's ticklish huh?" Pete, Hubs other friend, asked "how's the ribs?" and he pulled me onto his lap and started wiggling his fingers all over my ribs. I was laughing hysterically and squirming like crazy but couldn't get away. He tickled me for about 5 minutes while the others watched and laughed. Thankfully the game started.
At halftime, the guys wanted me to stand on a sturdy table and show them some cheers from my cheerleading days. They started tickling my legs with feathers which made me do a little dance because it tickled so much. Finally they asked me to cheer for one of the teams, which I did. Then they all grinned and said "wrong team" and grabbed me, pinned me on the table and started tickling my underams, ribs and feet for the next 20 minutes because their team was losing anyway. I was laughing and laughing as fingers and feathers tickled me into insanity. During the second game they just held me across their laps as they occasionally tickled me all over with feathers, just a couple of minutes here and there. I was a giggling mess by the end of the game though. Thank god their team won!
While I preparing the snacks, Frank(no real names here) came into the kitchen and started tickling my back and up and down my arms with a pheasant feather. I was going nuts, squirming and laughing and saying "oh gawd stop!" As I carried the bowl of snacks down the hall to the den Frank was still tickling with the feather, back, arms, neck, ears and my shrill laughter filled the hallway. As I got into the den Hubs said to Frank, "she's ticklish huh?" Pete, Hubs other friend, asked "how's the ribs?" and he pulled me onto his lap and started wiggling his fingers all over my ribs. I was laughing hysterically and squirming like crazy but couldn't get away. He tickled me for about 5 minutes while the others watched and laughed. Thankfully the game started.
At halftime, the guys wanted me to stand on a sturdy table and show them some cheers from my cheerleading days. They started tickling my legs with feathers which made me do a little dance because it tickled so much. Finally they asked me to cheer for one of the teams, which I did. Then they all grinned and said "wrong team" and grabbed me, pinned me on the table and started tickling my underams, ribs and feet for the next 20 minutes because their team was losing anyway. I was laughing and laughing as fingers and feathers tickled me into insanity. During the second game they just held me across their laps as they occasionally tickled me all over with feathers, just a couple of minutes here and there. I was a giggling mess by the end of the game though. Thank god their team won!
