ticklish_markus
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since somebody asked about this, i'll post about it. a little plot for those who haven't red my stories, i had a bf some years ago with a strong tickling and feet fetish who introduced me into the tickle torture world. this man is 6 years older than me. i knew him already since he is the brother of a good female friend of mine.
back to the story, it was july 2005. i was 19 and we were at the birthday party of this friend of mine and he joined too. the party was at a bar in a park with many friends of us and we were talking together. it was me, him and his sister (my friend). we were standing and my back hurted (i was studing for my final exam so i spent a lot of time sit at the desk) so i stretched my back with my arms behind my head. i know what you're thinking, "you were asking for it" but i was not. i didn't like being tickled that time since i hadn't discovered yet the pleasure of being tickle tortured. so in those years, here both guys and girls used to wear t-shirt a little smaller than the right size so it happened that stretching my back, my tshirt pulled a little up revealing just my lower belly.
i was talking with my friend so i didn't realize immediately what was going on, but i remember him giving a couple of little squeeze on my bare lower belly which got me completely off guard and made me twitch and giggle.
i made a little jump behind and pull my tshirt down with my hands to protect my ticklish belly.
"Ticklish?" he asked something like that.
i didn't want to say yes, cause i thought this would have brought more tickling, but answering no would have had the same effect cause probably he would have wanted to prove me i was wrong.
"oh yeah, he is" my friend (his sister) answered for me.
i think i had a worried look on my face cause she added something like "don't worry, he tickles anyone"
"that not help in any possible way" i replied something similar which made him giggle. he poked his sister in her ribs which made her squirm and laugh.
"you can see i was right" she said, moving away from his hands. than another person joined the conversation and we changed subject but i remember him looking at me with a strange look, similar to a grin.
that's how it all started
back to the story, it was july 2005. i was 19 and we were at the birthday party of this friend of mine and he joined too. the party was at a bar in a park with many friends of us and we were talking together. it was me, him and his sister (my friend). we were standing and my back hurted (i was studing for my final exam so i spent a lot of time sit at the desk) so i stretched my back with my arms behind my head. i know what you're thinking, "you were asking for it" but i was not. i didn't like being tickled that time since i hadn't discovered yet the pleasure of being tickle tortured. so in those years, here both guys and girls used to wear t-shirt a little smaller than the right size so it happened that stretching my back, my tshirt pulled a little up revealing just my lower belly.
i was talking with my friend so i didn't realize immediately what was going on, but i remember him giving a couple of little squeeze on my bare lower belly which got me completely off guard and made me twitch and giggle.
i made a little jump behind and pull my tshirt down with my hands to protect my ticklish belly.
"Ticklish?" he asked something like that.
i didn't want to say yes, cause i thought this would have brought more tickling, but answering no would have had the same effect cause probably he would have wanted to prove me i was wrong.
"oh yeah, he is" my friend (his sister) answered for me.
i think i had a worried look on my face cause she added something like "don't worry, he tickles anyone"
"that not help in any possible way" i replied something similar which made him giggle. he poked his sister in her ribs which made her squirm and laugh.
"you can see i was right" she said, moving away from his hands. than another person joined the conversation and we changed subject but i remember him looking at me with a strange look, similar to a grin.
that's how it all started
