hopefulscrambl
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So, I'm not ticklish.
However, this wasn't always the case. I did used to be quite ticklish, and there was one time that this really backfired on me. And I'm sure you sadists would like to know about it.
This was back in my early 20s, and we were at the pub. I'm a thin girl with black hair, and at this point was wearing a fairly normal outfit for the summer, sleeveless dress with nylons. The other two relevant people here were Laura, a nerdy girl with short blonde hair and glasses and a guy called Liam, also nerdy with longish hair. We were in a corner booth with me between the two of them, and I had decided to tickle Laura after having seen she was ticklish earlier.
She was very ticklish, and as I keep attacking her ribs, she was squealing and giggling frantically, trying to get away. However, there wasn't really anywhere to run. She had the wall on one side, me on the other and the table in front of her. I kept this up for a few seconds, her yelping and Liam looking on with amusement. Then she got out "I bet you're ticklish too!" and tried tickling me back.
At this point, i was ticklish enough that I was immediately giggling, and tried to jerk away - right into Liam, who decided that it was now time to join in. You may remember my comment about there being nowhere to run. Wall on one side, Liam on the other, table in front of me. And now my ribs, belly and armpits were being tickled ferociously from both sides.
I was squealing with laughter and tried curling up in a ball to protect myself. Alas, at then they grabbed my arms and pulled them forwards, keeping my upper body fully exposed while still having one free arm each to keep up the attack. Laura was gleefully taunting me about the tables having turned, Liam was agreeing, and I was losing my mind. With my arms held I had no way out - they were both much stronger than me - and no amount of pleading was getting them to stop.
In hindsight, it was probably only about 30 seconds, but it felt like much longer at the moment, with my frantically laughing and begging as they ruthlessly worked over my far-more-ticklish-than-I-thought upper body. Finally they let me go, with Laura sternly telling me to be more careful with tickling in future. I did indeed avoid tickling anyone in the social group again. For maybe a week or so.
I'm not ticklish anymore, so I've only really been seriously tickled once, but for a vanilla one it was pretty intense. So there you go!
My one lee moment, I hope you enjoy!
However, this wasn't always the case. I did used to be quite ticklish, and there was one time that this really backfired on me. And I'm sure you sadists would like to know about it.
This was back in my early 20s, and we were at the pub. I'm a thin girl with black hair, and at this point was wearing a fairly normal outfit for the summer, sleeveless dress with nylons. The other two relevant people here were Laura, a nerdy girl with short blonde hair and glasses and a guy called Liam, also nerdy with longish hair. We were in a corner booth with me between the two of them, and I had decided to tickle Laura after having seen she was ticklish earlier.
She was very ticklish, and as I keep attacking her ribs, she was squealing and giggling frantically, trying to get away. However, there wasn't really anywhere to run. She had the wall on one side, me on the other and the table in front of her. I kept this up for a few seconds, her yelping and Liam looking on with amusement. Then she got out "I bet you're ticklish too!" and tried tickling me back.
At this point, i was ticklish enough that I was immediately giggling, and tried to jerk away - right into Liam, who decided that it was now time to join in. You may remember my comment about there being nowhere to run. Wall on one side, Liam on the other, table in front of me. And now my ribs, belly and armpits were being tickled ferociously from both sides.
I was squealing with laughter and tried curling up in a ball to protect myself. Alas, at then they grabbed my arms and pulled them forwards, keeping my upper body fully exposed while still having one free arm each to keep up the attack. Laura was gleefully taunting me about the tables having turned, Liam was agreeing, and I was losing my mind. With my arms held I had no way out - they were both much stronger than me - and no amount of pleading was getting them to stop.
In hindsight, it was probably only about 30 seconds, but it felt like much longer at the moment, with my frantically laughing and begging as they ruthlessly worked over my far-more-ticklish-than-I-thought upper body. Finally they let me go, with Laura sternly telling me to be more careful with tickling in future. I did indeed avoid tickling anyone in the social group again. For maybe a week or so.
I'm not ticklish anymore, so I've only really been seriously tickled once, but for a vanilla one it was pretty intense. So there you go!
My one lee moment, I hope you enjoy!
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