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So I was thinking about some more of my past tickling experiences, and one random one came to mind...it was really great, but kind of weird because it was like a tickle one night stand, and I've never heard from this girl again..
About 10 years ago, while I was in college, I was performing in a play out of state (I'm an actor), it was my first professional gig, and it was in the summer at a resort kind of place...Think of Dirty Dancing, where "the entertainment" all have bunks or cabins, or hotel type rooms...that's what it was . There was a lot of partying, debauchery, and fun to be had considering most of the cast was in college.
The last night that I was there, a bunch of us were drinking and hanging out in this one guys room, we'll call him Colin...with people hooking up, girlfriends visiting etc. it was very much like musical chairs as far as where you could sleep. I knew my room was going to be occupied with my roommate's girlfriend visiting, and I knew the room we were partying in (Colin's room) was going to have a bed that was free because Colin's roommate was hooking up that night with a girl in another room....so everyone pretty much left Colin's room except for me, Colin (who went to sleep like right away), and this random hot college girl who was an actress in the show. I didn't know her at ALL until that night. Our paths didn't really ever cross, we never really talked, we never had any interaction onstage together, I don't know if I even knew her name. I also didn't know her because she wasn't staying there all week like many of us. I think she lived close enough where she commuted. So she was sort of just hanging out in the room. I knew I was taking that bed, I already got permission...and through some discussion, I don't remember what, she asks me if she can stay over. I don't remember offering to sleep on the floor, from what I was getting from her, even though we barely talked that night, she was getting at that she wanted to share the (twin) bed with me. I was a bit shocked, it was like I was dreaming or the start of a porno film. Too good to be true. She was HOT. The closest thing I can think of is Penny from Big Bang Theory (Kaley Cuoco). She looked and acted very similar to that. So Colin is out cold...clearly (Thank God) a very sound sleeper, so that's good, and we get in this little bed together.
Sort of naturally we get from each other that we want to be close and not just "share the bed to sleep", but make the most of it. It was clear we weren't going to have sex because a. someone else is sleeping 5 feet away, b. no condom, c. we were both kind of seeing other people, but were ok with what was happening. So we're spooning in the dark, I'm so horny, and I do something flirty like gently poke her tummy. She giggles and quietly says "Ohhh that tickles!" I gently poke a few more times in the next few minutes, and she squirms and tries to stifle her giggles. I dig my fingers into her sides and she jolts, squirms and laughs. There's more desperate jolting from side to side as I move up to her ribs near her underarms. She says in a screamed whisper "I'm going to wake everyone up!!" I stop for a few minutes to let her catch her breath and relax. I'm sure she thinks it's over and that's just a cute little flirty minute of tickling I gave her...she's wrong.
I start poking again and wriggling my fingers into the squishy part of her sides. She giggles, squeals, and tries to muffle her laughter. I tickle all over her upper body, very quickly and lightly. She squirms all around, her hand covering her face to not let out noise, tears actually start running down her face from the laughter.
She squirms and shivers as my hands go down her bare legs, play with her knees to some giggles, and go down to her calves and ankles. "You're not headed for my feet are you? I'm going to wake everyone up!! You're not going to tickle my feet are you!?" She is seriously panicked. I'm still spooning her from behind, and I warn her that that's what I think I'm going to do. She warns me she might scream. I'm willing to take that risk.
I gently put my fingers on the soles of her feet and you can hear her stifling a squeal. Then, I move my hands up and down the bottom of her feet, gently exploring. She squirms, covers her mouth, giggles and comments how much it tickles. Then I gently grab her ankle, lift one of my legs, put her ankle on top of my upper thigh that's laying on the bed and trap her ankle with my other leg. She begins to panic and squirm "What are you doing! You have me trapped!" She says in a frantic whisper. I start lightly letting my fingers dance on her soles that are desperately trying to get away, she goes into hysterics, but does an impressive job "whisper laughing" and when she can't, she buries her head in a pillow.
This tickling on and off went on for some time..maybe a couple of hours...I just remember it getting to a point where we HAD to go to sleep because it was starting to get light outside. The most amazing thing about this is that although she didn't seem into it per se, she wasn't telling me to do it or commenting that she's enjoying it, she was doing the whole playful "stop" and I would stop...BUT this went on for hours and she never said that I had to stop all together. She could have said "Screw this, i'm going to sleep somewhere else", or "I"m sleeping on the floor you freak", or "Can you not touch me anymore?" None of this was said. She seemed totally willing to go along with the play, which is almost confusing to me now since I never had a discussion with her afterwards...The only thing that ended it was her basically noticing how late it was, how tired we were, and saying something like "ok, no more tickling, we need to go sleep or we're not getting any rest." I will admit, I was basically asleep by that point, but the tickling was addictive.
Sadly we never saw each other or talked again. I think she left before I woke up. It was awkward because she had a boyfriend who she thought sucked and I was just starting a relationship with someone else. I think I looked at this as my possible last ditch effort with someone else before we got serious. We had our final show that day. We kind of pretended nothing ever happened and didn't really talk..It wasn't as awkward seeing her as I thought it might be, it was kind of "business as usual." I do wonder what she makes of that memory. What she's told people, if anything.
About 10 years ago, while I was in college, I was performing in a play out of state (I'm an actor), it was my first professional gig, and it was in the summer at a resort kind of place...Think of Dirty Dancing, where "the entertainment" all have bunks or cabins, or hotel type rooms...that's what it was . There was a lot of partying, debauchery, and fun to be had considering most of the cast was in college.
The last night that I was there, a bunch of us were drinking and hanging out in this one guys room, we'll call him Colin...with people hooking up, girlfriends visiting etc. it was very much like musical chairs as far as where you could sleep. I knew my room was going to be occupied with my roommate's girlfriend visiting, and I knew the room we were partying in (Colin's room) was going to have a bed that was free because Colin's roommate was hooking up that night with a girl in another room....so everyone pretty much left Colin's room except for me, Colin (who went to sleep like right away), and this random hot college girl who was an actress in the show. I didn't know her at ALL until that night. Our paths didn't really ever cross, we never really talked, we never had any interaction onstage together, I don't know if I even knew her name. I also didn't know her because she wasn't staying there all week like many of us. I think she lived close enough where she commuted. So she was sort of just hanging out in the room. I knew I was taking that bed, I already got permission...and through some discussion, I don't remember what, she asks me if she can stay over. I don't remember offering to sleep on the floor, from what I was getting from her, even though we barely talked that night, she was getting at that she wanted to share the (twin) bed with me. I was a bit shocked, it was like I was dreaming or the start of a porno film. Too good to be true. She was HOT. The closest thing I can think of is Penny from Big Bang Theory (Kaley Cuoco). She looked and acted very similar to that. So Colin is out cold...clearly (Thank God) a very sound sleeper, so that's good, and we get in this little bed together.
Sort of naturally we get from each other that we want to be close and not just "share the bed to sleep", but make the most of it. It was clear we weren't going to have sex because a. someone else is sleeping 5 feet away, b. no condom, c. we were both kind of seeing other people, but were ok with what was happening. So we're spooning in the dark, I'm so horny, and I do something flirty like gently poke her tummy. She giggles and quietly says "Ohhh that tickles!" I gently poke a few more times in the next few minutes, and she squirms and tries to stifle her giggles. I dig my fingers into her sides and she jolts, squirms and laughs. There's more desperate jolting from side to side as I move up to her ribs near her underarms. She says in a screamed whisper "I'm going to wake everyone up!!" I stop for a few minutes to let her catch her breath and relax. I'm sure she thinks it's over and that's just a cute little flirty minute of tickling I gave her...she's wrong.
I start poking again and wriggling my fingers into the squishy part of her sides. She giggles, squeals, and tries to muffle her laughter. I tickle all over her upper body, very quickly and lightly. She squirms all around, her hand covering her face to not let out noise, tears actually start running down her face from the laughter.
She squirms and shivers as my hands go down her bare legs, play with her knees to some giggles, and go down to her calves and ankles. "You're not headed for my feet are you? I'm going to wake everyone up!! You're not going to tickle my feet are you!?" She is seriously panicked. I'm still spooning her from behind, and I warn her that that's what I think I'm going to do. She warns me she might scream. I'm willing to take that risk.
I gently put my fingers on the soles of her feet and you can hear her stifling a squeal. Then, I move my hands up and down the bottom of her feet, gently exploring. She squirms, covers her mouth, giggles and comments how much it tickles. Then I gently grab her ankle, lift one of my legs, put her ankle on top of my upper thigh that's laying on the bed and trap her ankle with my other leg. She begins to panic and squirm "What are you doing! You have me trapped!" She says in a frantic whisper. I start lightly letting my fingers dance on her soles that are desperately trying to get away, she goes into hysterics, but does an impressive job "whisper laughing" and when she can't, she buries her head in a pillow.
This tickling on and off went on for some time..maybe a couple of hours...I just remember it getting to a point where we HAD to go to sleep because it was starting to get light outside. The most amazing thing about this is that although she didn't seem into it per se, she wasn't telling me to do it or commenting that she's enjoying it, she was doing the whole playful "stop" and I would stop...BUT this went on for hours and she never said that I had to stop all together. She could have said "Screw this, i'm going to sleep somewhere else", or "I"m sleeping on the floor you freak", or "Can you not touch me anymore?" None of this was said. She seemed totally willing to go along with the play, which is almost confusing to me now since I never had a discussion with her afterwards...The only thing that ended it was her basically noticing how late it was, how tired we were, and saying something like "ok, no more tickling, we need to go sleep or we're not getting any rest." I will admit, I was basically asleep by that point, but the tickling was addictive.
Sadly we never saw each other or talked again. I think she left before I woke up. It was awkward because she had a boyfriend who she thought sucked and I was just starting a relationship with someone else. I think I looked at this as my possible last ditch effort with someone else before we got serious. We had our final show that day. We kind of pretended nothing ever happened and didn't really talk..It wasn't as awkward seeing her as I thought it might be, it was kind of "business as usual." I do wonder what she makes of that memory. What she's told people, if anything.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
