Ramtickle2114
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So She IS Ticklish!(A true story)
This is a story about a girl that I used to mess around with. To protect the innocent, I will change all the names.
Shana is my friend Matt's cousin. At the time, she was about 5'6"-7", with what must have been sive 8 feet. She was quite a looker, but she insisted that she wasn't ticklish. So one day I decided to find out if she was telling the truth. That day was a perfect day for a visit to the pool. It was a hot and humid summer day in Florida. She decided to take advantage of this, as did my friend(whom I will give no name)and I. There it was, my shining window of opportunity, I just had to do something to grasp the moment(in other words, i wasn't so sure). Then the strangest thing happened, like a sign, we found an abandoned, unused waterproof camera. We started out taking pictures of each other, then we wanted to get some of her. Another sign(well a few hints), she was camera-shy, and showed it in a flirty way. We couldn't get a good shot with her blocking her face, so we tried to get her hands busy with something else. Tickling was the best(and pretty much only) option. So I started to gently dig into her sides. She snapped something like,"Im not ticklish," before starting to twitch and giggle(the telltale signs of ticklishness, are they not?). She had quite a strong will though, and the gentle tickling didn't cause her to pull her hands away from her face, so I started exploring, still tickling gently, looking for another place. This wasn't easy, seeing as how she was covering her sensitive spots as well. But I prevailed, I found a spot that caused her to make that "Fatal" flinch, her inner thighs. Her comments, you ask? "Nooooooooooheeheeheeheeheehee!". I had found a good spot, and we got some good shots while she was trying to defend her ticklish(but not MOST ticklish...heheheh) spot. After about thirty seconds of this we had gotten about four good shots,as well as getting her out of breath. I decided that we should stop, partly because we had got what we wanted, partly because i wanted to take a dip, and partly because she was out of breath...
To Be Continued
This is a story about a girl that I used to mess around with. To protect the innocent, I will change all the names.
Shana is my friend Matt's cousin. At the time, she was about 5'6"-7", with what must have been sive 8 feet. She was quite a looker, but she insisted that she wasn't ticklish. So one day I decided to find out if she was telling the truth. That day was a perfect day for a visit to the pool. It was a hot and humid summer day in Florida. She decided to take advantage of this, as did my friend(whom I will give no name)and I. There it was, my shining window of opportunity, I just had to do something to grasp the moment(in other words, i wasn't so sure). Then the strangest thing happened, like a sign, we found an abandoned, unused waterproof camera. We started out taking pictures of each other, then we wanted to get some of her. Another sign(well a few hints), she was camera-shy, and showed it in a flirty way. We couldn't get a good shot with her blocking her face, so we tried to get her hands busy with something else. Tickling was the best(and pretty much only) option. So I started to gently dig into her sides. She snapped something like,"Im not ticklish," before starting to twitch and giggle(the telltale signs of ticklishness, are they not?). She had quite a strong will though, and the gentle tickling didn't cause her to pull her hands away from her face, so I started exploring, still tickling gently, looking for another place. This wasn't easy, seeing as how she was covering her sensitive spots as well. But I prevailed, I found a spot that caused her to make that "Fatal" flinch, her inner thighs. Her comments, you ask? "Nooooooooooheeheeheeheeheehee!". I had found a good spot, and we got some good shots while she was trying to defend her ticklish(but not MOST ticklish...heheheh) spot. After about thirty seconds of this we had gotten about four good shots,as well as getting her out of breath. I decided that we should stop, partly because we had got what we wanted, partly because i wanted to take a dip, and partly because she was out of breath...
To Be Continued
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