YouNeverKnow175
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This story took place about nine years ago; one night, I was hanging out with my friend Lissie, someone I had a small crush on but never knew if she was ticklish. Lissie was thin, cute, about 5'4" with strawberry blond hair and blue eyes. We were sitting on my bed and I started giving her a foot massage on her socked feet. She was enjoying it quite a bit, and then I slipped off her sock. She made some self-conscious comment about her feet smelling (they didn't) and I kept massaging. Eventually, I broke into a tickle on her soul...
She immediately screamed, thrust backward, and started laughing. I wouldn't relent and kept tickling her foot for probably 15-20 seconds to the point where she was in hysterics and desperately trying to crawl off the bed...literally she was hanging off the bed trying to get onto the floor. "Not fair!!" she said when I finally stopped.
A little time passed and I started in on the tickling again, this time getting not just her feet but also her ribs. She was screaming at the top of her lungs, howling and laughing - one of the most ticklish reactions I've ever seen. She was again flailing and trying to get off the bed. I was worried my downstairs neighbor would hear, but it was so incredible that I didn't care....
Standing at the doorway of the apartment at the end of the night, she was about to walk out and she turned around and said, "Hey...that being ticklish thing...? Let's just keep that between you and me, ok?" She tried to be cool about it, but the look on her face said, "If word gets around about how ticklish I am, my life as I know it will be forever changed." I couldn't believe she said it - and that she was so scared of people finding out she was ticklish - as if I was somehow going to spread the word around....a sort of irrational fear which revealed just how ticklish she was....
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This story is the one told briefly in the final paragraph of this post of mine about admitting ticklishness.
I always love comments on my stories - hearing what you liked etc.
She immediately screamed, thrust backward, and started laughing. I wouldn't relent and kept tickling her foot for probably 15-20 seconds to the point where she was in hysterics and desperately trying to crawl off the bed...literally she was hanging off the bed trying to get onto the floor. "Not fair!!" she said when I finally stopped.
A little time passed and I started in on the tickling again, this time getting not just her feet but also her ribs. She was screaming at the top of her lungs, howling and laughing - one of the most ticklish reactions I've ever seen. She was again flailing and trying to get off the bed. I was worried my downstairs neighbor would hear, but it was so incredible that I didn't care....
Standing at the doorway of the apartment at the end of the night, she was about to walk out and she turned around and said, "Hey...that being ticklish thing...? Let's just keep that between you and me, ok?" She tried to be cool about it, but the look on her face said, "If word gets around about how ticklish I am, my life as I know it will be forever changed." I couldn't believe she said it - and that she was so scared of people finding out she was ticklish - as if I was somehow going to spread the word around....a sort of irrational fear which revealed just how ticklish she was....
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This story is the one told briefly in the final paragraph of this post of mine about admitting ticklishness.
I always love comments on my stories - hearing what you liked etc.
