ticklishjewels1
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The events in this story are fictional. They never happened. This is my first post. Hope you like it!
There I was, minding my own business, when I see him. Now, don’t get me wrong, he’s cute, but he’s been watching me for three days now. I am keeping tabs on him. I still don’t know his name, but I know that he lives in my neighborhood. As I stand to leave, he makes his move. All I remember is him behind me, and the cloth over my mouth and nose. Then there is nothing.
When I woke up, I was not in my house. I didn’t recognize anything. Then it hit. I was in HIS house!!! And I was tied down to HIS couch!!! I cried out for help, but then his voice came out from no where. “There is no point in yelling. No one can hear you.” I looked around as much as I could, but didn’t see him. Then, I felt a nail going up my sole. “HAAHAAHAA!!!” I cried out in laughter. I didn’t mean to… but it was too late. He knew it. He had known it for three days. That’s why I’m here now. He slowly placed his hands on my feet and massaged some baby oil into my soles and all over my feet. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” I nodded in agreement, not wanting to make him mad. But he wasn’t done yet. He proceeded to tickle my feet all over. AHHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHNNOOOOOOOPLEEAASHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!! ILL DOOHOHOHOHOAAANYYTHING!!!!!!!” I cried out. But he didn’t stop. I knew at that point he wasn’t going to stop. He continued tickling my feet while I laughed and pleaded for him to stop. He finally did, after what felt like hours, but was only about ten minutes. “I believe someone’s a wee bit ticklish.” All I could do was breathe heavily in and out. He circled me until he was at my head. At this point, I’m exhausted, just from ten minutes! He laughs and puts a cloth over my face again. I’m out.
I wake up and I’m in a different room. This one’s larger, and I can feel HIS bed beneath me. I’m spread eagle, stripped naked. I begin to sweat, when I hear him enter. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?” I asked. “It’s because you’re too damn cute. And I just love your laugh.” He tickles my foot lightly. “Heeheeheehee!!!” I giggle softly. He moves up to my side, and stands there, eyeing my perfect body up and down, wondering where to begin. He moves to the head of the bed, and lightly runs his nails in the hollows of my armpits. GEEP!” I squeak as I feel his nails in my armpits. He laughs softly at the response. He tickles down my arms and into the sides of my breasts, which are now hard. “HAAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA!!!!” I burst into laughter, and begin bucking. I can hear him laughing at this response again. He continues tickling there for a few more moments, then moves down a bit to my sides. “HAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHANNNOOOHOHOHOHOHOTTTTTHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHRRRHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!!!!” I scream as that’s one of my worst spots. He continues tickling me there for another minute, then moves down to my hips. AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHANOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!” My whole body is bucking up and down on his bed. He is enjoying the responses he’s getting. He stops and lets me breathe. He moves his hands over my hardened nipples and makes circles over them softly. I moan with pleasure as he does this. I do not mean to, but it’s a nice change from the tickling. He sees this new response and takes my left nipple in his mouth and twirls his tongue over it. I moan again, louder this time. He moves to the right and does the same. I moan louder. He stops once again to let me breathe. “I think it’s time for you to go home.” He takes the cloth once more, and puts it over my mouth and nose, and I’m out for a third time.
When I wake up, my mom is standing over me. I am completely dressed, and I’m sitting on the park bench in my neighborhood. “Julie, are you ok dear?” I sit up, kind of groggy. “Where am I?” I ask. “You’re in the park. Come on, lets go get dinner.” I am lead away, and while I’m walking, I wonder if I’ll ever see him again.
There I was, minding my own business, when I see him. Now, don’t get me wrong, he’s cute, but he’s been watching me for three days now. I am keeping tabs on him. I still don’t know his name, but I know that he lives in my neighborhood. As I stand to leave, he makes his move. All I remember is him behind me, and the cloth over my mouth and nose. Then there is nothing.
When I woke up, I was not in my house. I didn’t recognize anything. Then it hit. I was in HIS house!!! And I was tied down to HIS couch!!! I cried out for help, but then his voice came out from no where. “There is no point in yelling. No one can hear you.” I looked around as much as I could, but didn’t see him. Then, I felt a nail going up my sole. “HAAHAAHAA!!!” I cried out in laughter. I didn’t mean to… but it was too late. He knew it. He had known it for three days. That’s why I’m here now. He slowly placed his hands on my feet and massaged some baby oil into my soles and all over my feet. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” I nodded in agreement, not wanting to make him mad. But he wasn’t done yet. He proceeded to tickle my feet all over. AHHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHNNOOOOOOOPLEEAASHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!! ILL DOOHOHOHOHOAAANYYTHING!!!!!!!” I cried out. But he didn’t stop. I knew at that point he wasn’t going to stop. He continued tickling my feet while I laughed and pleaded for him to stop. He finally did, after what felt like hours, but was only about ten minutes. “I believe someone’s a wee bit ticklish.” All I could do was breathe heavily in and out. He circled me until he was at my head. At this point, I’m exhausted, just from ten minutes! He laughs and puts a cloth over my face again. I’m out.
I wake up and I’m in a different room. This one’s larger, and I can feel HIS bed beneath me. I’m spread eagle, stripped naked. I begin to sweat, when I hear him enter. “Why can’t you just leave me alone?” I asked. “It’s because you’re too damn cute. And I just love your laugh.” He tickles my foot lightly. “Heeheeheehee!!!” I giggle softly. He moves up to my side, and stands there, eyeing my perfect body up and down, wondering where to begin. He moves to the head of the bed, and lightly runs his nails in the hollows of my armpits. GEEP!” I squeak as I feel his nails in my armpits. He laughs softly at the response. He tickles down my arms and into the sides of my breasts, which are now hard. “HAAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA!!!!” I burst into laughter, and begin bucking. I can hear him laughing at this response again. He continues tickling there for a few more moments, then moves down a bit to my sides. “HAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHANNNOOOHOHOHOHOHOTTTTTHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHRRRHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!!!!” I scream as that’s one of my worst spots. He continues tickling me there for another minute, then moves down to my hips. AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHANOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!” My whole body is bucking up and down on his bed. He is enjoying the responses he’s getting. He stops and lets me breathe. He moves his hands over my hardened nipples and makes circles over them softly. I moan with pleasure as he does this. I do not mean to, but it’s a nice change from the tickling. He sees this new response and takes my left nipple in his mouth and twirls his tongue over it. I moan again, louder this time. He moves to the right and does the same. I moan louder. He stops once again to let me breathe. “I think it’s time for you to go home.” He takes the cloth once more, and puts it over my mouth and nose, and I’m out for a third time.
When I wake up, my mom is standing over me. I am completely dressed, and I’m sitting on the park bench in my neighborhood. “Julie, are you ok dear?” I sit up, kind of groggy. “Where am I?” I ask. “You’re in the park. Come on, lets go get dinner.” I am lead away, and while I’m walking, I wonder if I’ll ever see him again.
