Hi all. You might remember that someone brought up the fact that Drew Barrymore gets tickled on a regular basis because she believes unconytrolled laughter is beneficial. Well I started wondering about that and finally got curious enough to try it. But alas, at the time I have no Significant Other to test this out with, Then I recalled I DO have someone who'd be more than willing to help. No, not Ariadne from the liquor store (though that surely would have been interesting) I meqan my old college pal Cindy!
So saying Cindy and I got together last weekend for what we called The DB Test. Being my guest Cindy went first. We agreed to tie each other up so no one would accidentally get kicked or whatever. And once she was tied securely to my bed I started in tickling her ribs. Honestly that girl is mega ticklish all over but under her arms and her ribs were real hotspots. I had her screaming in just a few minutes we we had agreed to keep the tickle test going for as long as the victim (volunteer?) could stand it. As I moved down from her stomach to her thighs she struggled to get loose but I knew a thing or two about knot tying and she was not going anywhere. She bucked and twisted with hysteria inspired strength as I continued to tickle her helpless body.
Finally I went to her feet. With what little breath she could summon she gasped "No! Not there! I can't take it!" but I reminded her "We had a deal!" and started raking my fingers up and down her soles. If Cindy had been screaming with laughter before there is no word to describe what she did when I began my attack on her feet. As worn out as she was she kicked and struggled and bounced around trying to break free!
By now her body was cold with sweat and she had orgasmed who knows how many times. Whether she was healthier or not was impossible to tell. My night table clock revealed that I had tickled her for over 30 minutes! I untied her and went to get her something to drink.
After she caught her breath it would be my turn.
Well you have heard anough for now. I will tell you the rest of the story later . . .after you all have a chance to catch your own breath!
So saying Cindy and I got together last weekend for what we called The DB Test. Being my guest Cindy went first. We agreed to tie each other up so no one would accidentally get kicked or whatever. And once she was tied securely to my bed I started in tickling her ribs. Honestly that girl is mega ticklish all over but under her arms and her ribs were real hotspots. I had her screaming in just a few minutes we we had agreed to keep the tickle test going for as long as the victim (volunteer?) could stand it. As I moved down from her stomach to her thighs she struggled to get loose but I knew a thing or two about knot tying and she was not going anywhere. She bucked and twisted with hysteria inspired strength as I continued to tickle her helpless body.
Finally I went to her feet. With what little breath she could summon she gasped "No! Not there! I can't take it!" but I reminded her "We had a deal!" and started raking my fingers up and down her soles. If Cindy had been screaming with laughter before there is no word to describe what she did when I began my attack on her feet. As worn out as she was she kicked and struggled and bounced around trying to break free!
By now her body was cold with sweat and she had orgasmed who knows how many times. Whether she was healthier or not was impossible to tell. My night table clock revealed that I had tickled her for over 30 minutes! I untied her and went to get her something to drink.
After she caught her breath it would be my turn.
Well you have heard anough for now. I will tell you the rest of the story later . . .after you all have a chance to catch your own breath!
