Tickle Time!
Okay...I followed her to her house. I brought some refreshments...from previous experiences I learned I can get dehydrated pretty easily in tickle torture if I don't take in a lot of fluids. I brought a cooler full of gatorade, bottled water, and Dr. Pepper. The dr. pepper was for Jackso. She specifically requested, "ice cold dr. pepper in a can." If I knew how much she liked dr. pepper, I might have been able to use it as a bargaining chip when the tickling got really intense.
...........Anyway we did the session on her queen size bed. I placed my clothes next to the cooler and sat nude on her bed waiting for her to change into her bikini. she looked great. She had curves that were much more noticeable with a bikini on than loose fitting street clothes. She asked me if I was ready and the wrestling began. I fought off the first attack. Then she sort of got on her knees and as I was sort sitting there she made some sort of gesture as if to say "come and get me." I lunged at her putting her on her back. I thought I was getting an advantage on her, but it was a trap. She managed to put some sort of hold on me where she had my arms trapped and criss crossed and at the same time she could tickle my underarms with her thumbs and fingers. This had me squirming. Every girl I have sessioned with loves tickling my underarms. Its a good spot. Once she knew she had me, she looked at me and said, "yeah there is no getting out of this." Even if I was a lot stronger than she is, she would have been right. She had a big leverage advantage with her hold. When I finally got out of the hold I fell on my back and she was immediately on top of me grabbing my wrists and pinning me on my back. It would take a very strong person to get out of this pin. She was on top of me leaning all of her weight on my wrists. I struggled a bit, but not long I was completely worn out. I had to just lie the waiting for what would come next. She smiled, waited a few seconds then tickle attacked my ribs. I was squirming and laughing a lot as she teased me, "Oh you have so many tickles on you! Get them off!! Get them off!!" then she tickled my ribs harder. The tickling was getting intense and softly sort of under my breath began to beg a little...."please stop." to which she responded, "whats that your mumbling? Who are you talking too? What's my name!? What's my name!?" However, she wasn't able to maintain the intensity to really make me beg. Maybe I was too nervous to be ticklish enough long enough for that. Anyway it was about here we took a water break.
..........After replenishing fluids, we started wrestling again. I lunged at her again. This time she tried to get me in some sort of reverse head lock. She sort of got it on me but not to the point where she had a good choke on me. I managed to fight the hold off but by the time I did she had me on my back. Then she tried to smother my face wth her breasts...well maybe it was just a diversion move. The next thing I knew her legs were wrapped around my neck and she was tickling my ribs and my belly again. Any time I tried to stuggle, she would squeeze my neck with her legs. If I wanted to be able to breathe I had to just lay there and take the tickling.
She then moved me to a new position on my back. She trapped me arms with her knees and tickled my ribs and belly some more. I asked her to tickle my belly button and this turned out to be a good spot. She said she liked my laugh and my reactions were so funny to her, she had to stop tickling me because she was laughing so hard herself.
What happened next was the tickling equivalent of the grand finale of fireworks of the 4th of july. She was doing her thing tickling my ribs and belly and then suddenly she stopped...smiling and all excited she asked me,"do you mind if my roomate helps tickle you?" Of course I agreed. Jackson's roommate held my arms down leaning all her weight on my arms, while Jackson tickled me all over. It was so enjoyable that when her roomates grip on my arm started to slip, I helped her get a better grip on me by stretching my arms out exposing my ribs and underarms even more. BIG MISTAKE! She really clamped down on my arms and I couldn't get away, while Jackson really dug into my ribs. I started begging a little bit again...provoking Jackson to start teasing again.
"Oh so many tickles on you! Get them off!! Get them off!! What's that you're mumbling? What's my name? What's my name?"