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Half the fun is in the chase!

tj77

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My gf and I love chasing in our tickling encounters. The thrill of trying to stay one step ahead, knowing when you get caught you will be driven wild with laughter is great fun. Or alternately doing the chasing and watching your friend's reaction as you draw ever closer.

We had a good one last night. We were relaxing before bed, sitting on the couch. My gf had her feet in my lap and I was rubbing them gently. I had in mind to tickle her. I traced on finger gently up her sole and she giggled.

"Shall I tickle?" I asked. She grinned and wiggled her toes. Then suddenly jumped to her feet.

"Can you catch me?" She snatched a couch pillow and started pelting me with it. I grabbed at it and eventually snatched it away and she took off, laughing.

We had a cartoonish chase around the couch first, doing the classic roundabout routine. Then she went for the kitchen. I was trying to work her into the bedroom where I could corner her. She's faster than me otherwise. The chase wound up going through the back lawn and around the tree. She got back to the back door and almost locked me out. I got to the door just in time and almost grabbed her before she could run. She sprayed me with the spray nozzle on the sink as I chased. She ran back to the couch and tried to circle again but I got too close. Into the hall she went. From there it was either the bathroom or bedroom. She chose the bedroom where tickling awaited her.
 
The chase wasn't finished though. She knelt on the bed on hands and knees as I entered, looking for an opportunity to slip past again. She was laughing and so was I even as we caught our breath. I walked slowly and carefully toward her, keeping myself in front of the door. When I climbed onto the bed she suddenly lunged forward, knocking me on my back. She tickled my stomach and as I laughed and pulled my arms up to protect my middle she ran again. I got to my feet and ran, catching her in the hall and wrestling her down onto her stomach.

She was wearing short sleeved pajamas and I sat on her and tickled the back of her thighs. That got her laughing. Feeling a streak of mischief, I moved up and tickled her bottom through the thin fabric. She laughed shrilly and wiggled delightfully. I scooted up and lifted her top while pushing her pants down. I ran a tickling pattern from the small of her back, down her bottom, and across her upper thighs. She giggled and laughed, shivered and wiggled. It was fun to watch and hear. But it was exciting us too and when she said she wanted to keep it non sexual I pulled her pants back up and let her stand.

We waited a bit and I asked if sbe felt that was enough for the evening. But she smiled and invited me to resume the chase. Which I did.

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Through the kitchen and back outside again. We ran across the grass. She was making it a challenge! But when she tried to round the tree I side stepped and she ran right into me. I grabbed her in a hug. I turned her so she had her back to me and tickled her belly. She giggled and stamped her feet on the grass. Slowly she sank to her knees. When she was down on her stomach I sat on her bottom and grabbed her ankles.

I started to tickle. The bottoms of her feet were damp from the evening dew and delighfully sensitive. There was no one out to hear us but I still kept from just driving her wild. I tapped and brushed on her feet, enjoying her giggling and the sight of her toes wiggling as she did. For awhile she laughed gently on the grass then said we should take it back inside.

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When we shut the door I grabbed her ribs. She clamped her arms down on my hands. I worked my fingers into her sleeves and down to her armpits.

"Noooo! No! No! No!" She said and screamed as I drilled my fingers. She stamped her feet some more, pushing her head against my chest, eyes closed while she shrieked with laughter. I scratched and pressed and wiggled my fingers. Her wet feet slipped and squeaked on the tile floor. She sank down slowly to the floor, laying on her back.

I picked up one ankle and tickled her foot, fast this time. She twisted and laughed helplessly on the floor. I tickled down the back of her leg and behind her knee. Her face was red now and I sensed I had tickled her enough. I stopped.

She panted on the floor and slowly got herself up. Her once neat hair was now messed up but she was cute as ever. She gave me a hug and told me it was fun. Then she drew my chin down so we were eye to eye.

"Now it's your turn." I laughed. "And since you keep getting my armpits I'm getting the hairbrush!"

She ran and once again we were in a race to the bedroom. I had to get there first to keep her away from those brushes. But like I said, she was faster than me. She made it to the bedroom and just as I came through the doorway she had a choice bristly monster in her hand, waiting for me!

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Now I was being chased. I backpedaled down the hall, with her keeping right up with me. I wheeled around in the living room but she pushed me over on the couch. She sat down right on the back of my thighs. I was barefooted too and without any formality she grabbed an ankle and rubbed that brush all over the bottom of my foot.

So many bristles! That hairbrush was the only thing that could beat my gf's nails in feet tickling. They scraped all over my foot, driving shivers down my legs. I wanted to cringe with each swish and laughed hysterically. It didn't take much work either. One swish and I would shake with laughter. Each one was a jolt. And if she brushed consistantly I would go mad laughing.

Whixh she was doing. Up down up down up down up down the brush went. Oh boy was I laughing. Each swish of the brush sent pure crazy shooting up my legs. My gf says I exxagerate, but that's how it feels. Those bristles are awful! And she's saying now that if I get her armpits, the brush comes out.

So she hax her fun turning me into a basket case and then we were both ready to turn in!

The End
 
I love the chase, but I never really have anywhere to run to. it's mostly table circles. Haha.
 
Thanks for the cute story...one of those ocassions that probs got most of us into liking tickling in the first place and makes it fun lol. So what's the deal with her armpits?...does she not like being tickled there or is that her most ticklish spot?
 
So cute 🙂 The chase makes it more fun & gets the adrenaline going too! Its all part of the rush!
 
Fine story. Thanks for sharing your experience here. 😀
 
Thanks for the cute story...one of those ocassions that probs got most of us into liking tickling in the first place and makes it fun lol. So what's the deal with her armpits?...does she not like being tickled there or is that her most ticklish spot?

It is her most ticklish spot. I didn't know at first but when you get it right she flips! She doesn't hate as long as I take it easy but she will retaliate!
 
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