I remember you very well. You and I used to correspond in the old days. I had all your Diane stories saved and lost them years ago. You should definitely repost them here.
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Most Ticklish armpit?
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I remember you very well. You and I used to correspond in the old days. I had all your Diane stories saved and lost them years ago. You should definitely repost them here.
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Probably mine. Ha!
Underarms are definitely a prime tickle spot. Often more ticklish than any other place since nature has made them very protected from the ravages of exposure to the elements, underarms remain soft and sensitive and very vulnerable.
The experiences related here are of tickles in restraint which is understandable given the often explosive nature of underarm ticklishness.
I tickle my wife's underarms in public in less intense scenarios. Sometimes in the checkout line at a store I will stand right behind her and who're in her ear that I am going to tickle her . Then I wiggle a finder into her underarm or along her rob age just enough to make her suck in her breath, set her jaw and clench her teeth and struggle not to squirm too much.
In the car we play red light/green light. When we come to a red light, she is to sit with her arms behind her headrest or in some other way with her arms over her head and I tickle her, usually going for her exposed underarms. And she is to remain in that position until the light turns green. Usually she doubles over and provides a wonderful show for the cars around us. We've done it with securing her wrists over her head but it is fun to play unrestrained. Of course for some strange reason she insists it only fair that she get to play the game with me when she is driving and I the passenger. But I say that is not fair. It tickles!
The experiences related here are of tickles in restraint which is understandable given the often explosive nature of underarm ticklishness.
I tickle my wife's underarms in public in less intense scenarios. Sometimes in the checkout line at a store I will stand right behind her and who're in her ear that I am going to tickle her . Then I wiggle a finder into her underarm or along her rob age just enough to make her suck in her breath, set her jaw and clench her teeth and struggle not to squirm too much.
In the car we play red light/green light. When we come to a red light, she is to sit with her arms behind her headrest or in some other way with her arms over her head and I tickle her, usually going for her exposed underarms. And she is to remain in that position until the light turns green. Usually she doubles over and provides a wonderful show for the cars around us. We've done it with securing her wrists over her head but it is fun to play unrestrained. Of course for some strange reason she insists it only fair that she get to play the game with me when she is driving and I the passenger. But I say that is not fair. It tickles!
My best friend has the most ticklish underarms of anyone I have ever met. Any time he reaches for things, or if he's sitting in front of me, I manage to sneak my fingers in for a quick tickle and it sends him over the edge! He knows it's coming but he can't avoid it [and he enjoys it, I know!]. My favorite is when he sits in front of me for a massage and when he's totally relaxed, I attack! Then he tries to squirm away but my hands are trapped in his underarms and I keep teasing "Well now my hands are stuck, I have to keep moving them to get them free!" =P Unfortunately he lives back home so my husband and I haven't gotten to session with him yet. Once we do though, he's screwed!
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I was at an ugly Christmas sweater party recently and had a nice encounter with a friend of mine. She was wearing a see through Lacey shirt with a bra underneath so she was out for attention. When she was sitting on a buddy of mines lap next to mine I snuck in a few pokes. She had a huge reaction so naturally I kept tickling her throughout the night. The last instance I got her good in her underarms and collapsed in laughter after I cornered her. She hates me for it as a joke of course, but she should have known in a shirt like that, she would be extra ticklish.
seeming curious I'd like to volunteer myself to try it on you
That sounds like a threat. 🙂😛
That sounds like a threat. 🙂😛
or maybe a wishful offer.......I promise to be really nice.....crossing fingers behind my back 😉
I know I am late in fulfilling my promise on this story.
Diane had a pair of the most ticklish armpits that I ever had the pleasure of tickling or seeing tickled. I met this young woman where I worked. I was a maintenance engineer for this company and she worked in the one of the production facilities. I had an office and shop in the basement of this particular factory. The factory superintendent asked me if he could send someone down to my shop to use the drill press for a while. Let me add that there were about 75 women working in this factory in this small PA town most of which were single mothers. So he sent Diane down to drill some samples that they were getting ready for a trade show. I had seen her in the plant from time to time when I was working on the equipment but did not know her very well. She ended up spending the entire week working in my shop and talked to me constantly eventually giving me her entire life's story. She had two kids and was separated from her husband.
I was living in a small house about two miles outside of town. I still remember it vividly, I was home about 8:00 on a Thursday evening and there was a knock on the door. I was not from that area and had just moved there so I did not know anyone that would come visiting. I opened the door and there was a little girl standing there, she was about 12 years old. There was a car parked at the end of my driveway running with the lights on. I thought maybe she was selling something. She handed me an envelope and said mommy likes you and then she scampered back to the car which drove away. I was dumbfounded and had no idea at that time who mommy was. I opened the envelope and read the letter. Turns out that mommy was Diane the woman that had spent the last week working in my shop with me. She said she wanted to come by to visit me. I did not get a chance to see Diane when I went back to work on Friday but Friday evening again about 8:00 just as it was too dark to actually see outside there was a knock on my door again. Same little girl and she says to me that mommy wants to know if she can come in. I told her I would be delighted to have mommy come in. She went back to car which by now had pulled into my driveway. and returned with Diane and her little brother.
Let me take a moment to describe Diane. She was 27 at the time (she had the girl when she was 15). She was 5 feet tall with long jet black hair that ran down over her butt. It would have easily rivaled Crystal Gale at that time. She had a build and figure similar to Jennifer Love Hewitt, she was half half Cherokee Indian and half German/Italian. It was the first time I had seen her with her hair down, working in the plant she always had it up in a bun so I had no idea it was that long. She was positively stunning. So she comes into my house and cautiously checks everything out. After she had done a thorough investigation she tells me my dishes need done. I said I know I just had not gotten to it yet. Next thing I know she has sink filling up and asks me where my dish detergent is. I told her not to bother with the dishes but she insisted.
At this point the kids are in the living room watching TV, she and I are talking in the kitchen as she is washing my dishes and I am drying them, she had on a pair of shorts and a light jacket so I could not tell what she had on underneath. Diane said she was getting warm and asked me to help her get her jacket off. I helped her get it off and she had a tank top on underneath. Now I was interested, about this time her daughter comes into the kitchen and out of the blue says to me, "Mommy is really ticklish!" Diane started to protest and saying it would not be fair to tickle her while she is doing the dishes she cannot protect herself. I took this opportunity to ask where she was ticklish to which she replied under her arms. I walked up behind her and thrust my hands into her armpits, she squealed and I tickled her to the floor. I helped her back up, she was still laughing and said I can see it is going to take a while for me to finish washing these dishes.
It was the most fun I ever had washing dishes!!
You may be thinking I made up the part about her daughter telling me she was ticklish but that is the honest truth. The people in this town seemed to have a thing about tickling. Let me know if you are interested in hearing more stories about Diane.
Diane had a pair of the most ticklish armpits that I ever had the pleasure of tickling or seeing tickled. I met this young woman where I worked. I was a maintenance engineer for this company and she worked in the one of the production facilities. I had an office and shop in the basement of this particular factory. The factory superintendent asked me if he could send someone down to my shop to use the drill press for a while. Let me add that there were about 75 women working in this factory in this small PA town most of which were single mothers. So he sent Diane down to drill some samples that they were getting ready for a trade show. I had seen her in the plant from time to time when I was working on the equipment but did not know her very well. She ended up spending the entire week working in my shop and talked to me constantly eventually giving me her entire life's story. She had two kids and was separated from her husband.
I was living in a small house about two miles outside of town. I still remember it vividly, I was home about 8:00 on a Thursday evening and there was a knock on the door. I was not from that area and had just moved there so I did not know anyone that would come visiting. I opened the door and there was a little girl standing there, she was about 12 years old. There was a car parked at the end of my driveway running with the lights on. I thought maybe she was selling something. She handed me an envelope and said mommy likes you and then she scampered back to the car which drove away. I was dumbfounded and had no idea at that time who mommy was. I opened the envelope and read the letter. Turns out that mommy was Diane the woman that had spent the last week working in my shop with me. She said she wanted to come by to visit me. I did not get a chance to see Diane when I went back to work on Friday but Friday evening again about 8:00 just as it was too dark to actually see outside there was a knock on my door again. Same little girl and she says to me that mommy wants to know if she can come in. I told her I would be delighted to have mommy come in. She went back to car which by now had pulled into my driveway. and returned with Diane and her little brother.
Let me take a moment to describe Diane. She was 27 at the time (she had the girl when she was 15). She was 5 feet tall with long jet black hair that ran down over her butt. It would have easily rivaled Crystal Gale at that time. She had a build and figure similar to Jennifer Love Hewitt, she was half half Cherokee Indian and half German/Italian. It was the first time I had seen her with her hair down, working in the plant she always had it up in a bun so I had no idea it was that long. She was positively stunning. So she comes into my house and cautiously checks everything out. After she had done a thorough investigation she tells me my dishes need done. I said I know I just had not gotten to it yet. Next thing I know she has sink filling up and asks me where my dish detergent is. I told her not to bother with the dishes but she insisted.
At this point the kids are in the living room watching TV, she and I are talking in the kitchen as she is washing my dishes and I am drying them, she had on a pair of shorts and a light jacket so I could not tell what she had on underneath. Diane said she was getting warm and asked me to help her get her jacket off. I helped her get it off and she had a tank top on underneath. Now I was interested, about this time her daughter comes into the kitchen and out of the blue says to me, "Mommy is really ticklish!" Diane started to protest and saying it would not be fair to tickle her while she is doing the dishes she cannot protect herself. I took this opportunity to ask where she was ticklish to which she replied under her arms. I walked up behind her and thrust my hands into her armpits, she squealed and I tickled her to the floor. I helped her back up, she was still laughing and said I can see it is going to take a while for me to finish washing these dishes.
It was the most fun I ever had washing dishes!!
You may be thinking I made up the part about her daughter telling me she was ticklish but that is the honest truth. The people in this town seemed to have a thing about tickling. Let me know if you are interested in hearing more stories about Diane.
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I know I am late in fulfilling my promise on this story.
Diane had a pair of the most ticklish armpits that I ever had the pleasure of tickling or seeing tickled. I met this young woman where I worked. I was a maintenance engineer for this company and she worked in the one of the production facilities. I had an office and shop in the basement of this particular factory. The factory superintendent asked me if he could send someone down to my shop to use the drill press for a while. Let me add that there were about 75 women working in this factory in this small PA town most of which were single mothers. So he sent Diane down to drill some samples that they were getting ready for a trade show. I had seen her in the plant from time to time when I was working on the equipment but did not know her very well. She ended up spending the entire week working in my shop and talked to me constantly eventually giving me her entire life's story. She had two kids and was separated from her husband.
I was living in a small house about two miles outside of town. I still remember it vividly, I was home about 8:00 on a Thursday evening and there was a knock on the door. I was not from that area and had just moved there so I did not know anyone that would come visiting. I opened the door and there was a little girl standing there, she was about 12 years old. There was a car parked at the end of my driveway running with the lights on. I thought maybe she was selling something. She handed me an envelope and said mommy likes you and then she scampered back to the car which drove away. I was dumbfounded and had no idea at that time who mommy was. I opened the envelope and read the letter. Turns out that mommy was Diane the woman that had spent the last week working in my shop with me. She said she wanted to come by to visit me. I did not get a chance to see Diane when I went back to work on Friday but Friday evening again about 8:00 just as it was too dark to actually see outside there was a knock on my door again. Same little girl and she says to me that mommy wants to know if she can come in. I told her I would be delighted to have mommy come in. She went back to car which by now had pulled into my driveway. and returned with Diane and her little brother.
Let me take a moment to describe Diane. She was 27 at the time (she had the girl when she was 15). She was 5 feet tall with long jet black hair that ran down over her butt. It would have easily rivaled Crystal Gale at that time. She had a build and figure similar to Jennifer Love Hewitt, she was half half Cherokee Indian and half German/Italian. It was the first time I had seen her with her hair down, working in the plant she always had it up in a bun so I had no idea it was that long. She was positively stunning. So she comes into my house and cautiously checks everything out. After she had done a thorough investigation she tells me my dishes need done. I said I know I just had not gotten to it yet. Next thing I know she has sink filling up and asks me where my dish detergent is. I told her not to bother with the dishes but she insisted.
At this point the kids are in the living room watching TV, she and I are talking in the kitchen as she is washing my dishes and I am drying them, she had on a pair of shorts and a light jacket so I could not tell what she had on underneath. Diane said she was getting warm and asked me to help her get her jacket off. I helped her get it off and she had a tank top on underneath. Now I was interested, about this time her daughter comes into the kitchen and out of the blue says to me, "Mommy is really ticklish!" Diane started to protest and saying it would not be fair to tickle her while she is doing the dishes she cannot protect herself. I took this opportunity to ask where she was ticklish to which she replied under her arms. I walked up behind her and thrust my hands into her armpits, she squealed and I tickled her to the floor. I helped her back up, she was still laughing and said I can see it is going to take a while for me to finish washing these dishes.
It was the most fun I ever had washing dishes!!
You may be thinking I made up the part about her daughter telling me she was ticklish but that is the honest truth. The people in this town seemed to have a thing about tickling. Let me know if you are interested in hearing more stories about Diane.
This is one fun story 😀 I have really ticklish armpits too. With a tickler like dosdal, it would be impossible to finish the daily routines 😛
I know I am late in fulfilling my promise on this story.
Diane had a pair of the most ticklish armpits that I ever had the pleasure of tickling or seeing tickled. I met this young woman where I worked. I was a maintenance engineer for this company and she worked in the one of the production facilities. I had an office and shop in the basement of this particular factory. The factory superintendent asked me if he could send someone down to my shop to use the drill press for a while. Let me add that there were about 75 women working in this factory in this small PA town most of which were single mothers. So he sent Diane down to drill some samples that they were getting ready for a trade show. I had seen her in the plant from time to time when I was working on the equipment but did not know her very well. She ended up spending the entire week working in my shop and talked to me constantly eventually giving me her entire life's story. She had two kids and was separated from her husband.
I was living in a small house about two miles outside of town. I still remember it vividly, I was home about 8:00 on a Thursday evening and there was a knock on the door. I was not from that area and had just moved there so I did not know anyone that would come visiting. I opened the door and there was a little girl standing there, she was about 12 years old. There was a car parked at the end of my driveway running with the lights on. I thought maybe she was selling something. She handed me an envelope and said mommy likes you and then she scampered back to the car which drove away. I was dumbfounded and had no idea at that time who mommy was. I opened the envelope and read the letter. Turns out that mommy was Diane the woman that had spent the last week working in my shop with me. She said she wanted to come by to visit me. I did not get a chance to see Diane when I went back to work on Friday but Friday evening again about 8:00 just as it was too dark to actually see outside there was a knock on my door again. Same little girl and she says to me that mommy wants to know if she can come in. I told her I would be delighted to have mommy come in. She went back to car which by now had pulled into my driveway. and returned with Diane and her little brother.
Let me take a moment to describe Diane. She was 27 at the time (she had the girl when she was 15). She was 5 feet tall with long jet black hair that ran down over her butt. It would have easily rivaled Crystal Gale at that time. She had a build and figure similar to Jennifer Love Hewitt, she was half half Cherokee Indian and half German/Italian. It was the first time I had seen her with her hair down, working in the plant she always had it up in a bun so I had no idea it was that long. She was positively stunning. So she comes into my house and cautiously checks everything out. After she had done a thorough investigation she tells me my dishes need done. I said I know I just had not gotten to it yet. Next thing I know she has sink filling up and asks me where my dish detergent is. I told her not to bother with the dishes but she insisted.
At this point the kids are in the living room watching TV, she and I are talking in the kitchen as she is washing my dishes and I am drying them, she had on a pair of shorts and a light jacket so I could not tell what she had on underneath. Diane said she was getting warm and asked me to help her get her jacket off. I helped her get it off and she had a tank top on underneath. Now I was interested, about this time her daughter comes into the kitchen and out of the blue says to me, "Mommy is really ticklish!" Diane started to protest and saying it would not be fair to tickle her while she is doing the dishes she cannot protect herself. I took this opportunity to ask where she was ticklish to which she replied under her arms. I walked up behind her and thrust my hands into her armpits, she squealed and I tickled her to the floor. I helped her back up, she was still laughing and said I can see it is going to take a while for me to finish washing these dishes.
It was the most fun I ever had washing dishes!!
You may be thinking I made up the part about her daughter telling me she was ticklish but that is the honest truth. The people in this town seemed to have a thing about tickling. Let me know if you are interested in hearing more stories about Diane.
I'm interested! Please tell us more lol. I'm glad this thread came back to life.
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Wow, talk about a #TBT (thread).. Max started this one in 2002.. Damn we're old!! lmao
I know I am late in fulfilling my promise on this story.
Diane had a pair of the most ticklish armpits that I ever had the pleasure of tickling ....
Always a pleasure hearing the Professor's stories about Diane.
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