inflight82
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When I was in college my boyfriend and I and a friend of ours all took a trip to the beach during the summer. It was 2001, I was nineteen, and it was the first time I had taken a vacation trip that wasn’t with my parents. It was me, Ryan, and Christina and we took Ryan’s aging Honda Accord and drove to the beach.
One evening we were sitting together in our hotel room, all on one bed, playing cards and chatting. It had been a fun day on the beach and we were all in a playful mood and teasing each other. We were sitting in a close triangle, almost knee to knee. Between us and the cards it was a snug fit and we often shuffled our legs around and there was one point where Christina had her bare foot temptingly close to my hands. I couldn’t resist, especially since we had been getting catty in the card game. I tickled her foot and she broke into a giggle and quickly pulled her foot back. Then Ryan reached over and squeezed her knee. She HATED that. She took being tickled anywhere else with good humor but she couldn’t stand having her knees squeezed. She slapped his hand and tried to scoot back and that put her right on the corner of the bed and she started to tip. There was half a second of her waving her arms and trying to steady herself and I tried to grab her but she went over backward and landed on the floor with her legs sticking up in the air.
Ryan and I were instantly doubled over with laughter. Christina popped back up on her feet a few seconds later and she went after Ryan, grabbing his sides and tickling him back. He fell over onto his side and was laughing pretty hard. Before he could pull away from her I pounced and joined in the tickling. Ryan had tickled me often and he was stronger than I was so I tended to lose tickle fights unless I got lucky. I couldn’t pass this up. Between the two of us we had him laughing like crazy. He tried to kick at us and push our hands back but we kept him overwhelmed. It was funny watching him curl up into the fetal position as tried to escape the tickling.
We got Ryan good but I wanted another shot at Christina before the tickle fight fizzled. She saw me me move in her direction and said “oh no you don’t” as she practically vaulted over Ryan and got down onto the floor. She laughed as I chased her around. I tried to corner her which should have been easy except she kept climbing over the beds and she could dart pretty fast. Ryan sat up and together we cornered her and wrestled her down onto the floor.
“Ryan, you touch my knees and I'll kill you!” She quickly called out. We laughed but I didn’t doubt it. One time I had tickled her knees and she stuck her nails into my hand so hard she drew blood. I tickled her feet, Ryan tickled her stomach, and she went completely nuts. For a few seconds it was just wild and crazy laughter but then she started to scream. And she had a real axe murder scream if you tickled her really hard so we quickly stopped.
Christina caught her breath and sat up and I thought the tickle fight had run its course but then she said “So what, Tyler isn’t getting any of this?”
“He did start it, didn’t he?” Ryan said and now I was the one running. Ryan caught me and he held my hands behind my back and let Christina work me over. She tickled me and got me down on my knees and laughing hard. It hurt too. I didn’t have a shirt on and her fingernails were jabbing as she wiggled her fingers into my stomach. Through my laughter I was shouting “Ow! Ow! Nails!” But according to her, I had started this so, tough. Ryan, surprisingly, didn’t go for any tickles of his own and just let me keel over and catch my breath when she was done with me. Not that I was complaining, my stomach was starting to burn.
One evening we were sitting together in our hotel room, all on one bed, playing cards and chatting. It had been a fun day on the beach and we were all in a playful mood and teasing each other. We were sitting in a close triangle, almost knee to knee. Between us and the cards it was a snug fit and we often shuffled our legs around and there was one point where Christina had her bare foot temptingly close to my hands. I couldn’t resist, especially since we had been getting catty in the card game. I tickled her foot and she broke into a giggle and quickly pulled her foot back. Then Ryan reached over and squeezed her knee. She HATED that. She took being tickled anywhere else with good humor but she couldn’t stand having her knees squeezed. She slapped his hand and tried to scoot back and that put her right on the corner of the bed and she started to tip. There was half a second of her waving her arms and trying to steady herself and I tried to grab her but she went over backward and landed on the floor with her legs sticking up in the air.
Ryan and I were instantly doubled over with laughter. Christina popped back up on her feet a few seconds later and she went after Ryan, grabbing his sides and tickling him back. He fell over onto his side and was laughing pretty hard. Before he could pull away from her I pounced and joined in the tickling. Ryan had tickled me often and he was stronger than I was so I tended to lose tickle fights unless I got lucky. I couldn’t pass this up. Between the two of us we had him laughing like crazy. He tried to kick at us and push our hands back but we kept him overwhelmed. It was funny watching him curl up into the fetal position as tried to escape the tickling.
We got Ryan good but I wanted another shot at Christina before the tickle fight fizzled. She saw me me move in her direction and said “oh no you don’t” as she practically vaulted over Ryan and got down onto the floor. She laughed as I chased her around. I tried to corner her which should have been easy except she kept climbing over the beds and she could dart pretty fast. Ryan sat up and together we cornered her and wrestled her down onto the floor.
“Ryan, you touch my knees and I'll kill you!” She quickly called out. We laughed but I didn’t doubt it. One time I had tickled her knees and she stuck her nails into my hand so hard she drew blood. I tickled her feet, Ryan tickled her stomach, and she went completely nuts. For a few seconds it was just wild and crazy laughter but then she started to scream. And she had a real axe murder scream if you tickled her really hard so we quickly stopped.
Christina caught her breath and sat up and I thought the tickle fight had run its course but then she said “So what, Tyler isn’t getting any of this?”
“He did start it, didn’t he?” Ryan said and now I was the one running. Ryan caught me and he held my hands behind my back and let Christina work me over. She tickled me and got me down on my knees and laughing hard. It hurt too. I didn’t have a shirt on and her fingernails were jabbing as she wiggled her fingers into my stomach. Through my laughter I was shouting “Ow! Ow! Nails!” But according to her, I had started this so, tough. Ryan, surprisingly, didn’t go for any tickles of his own and just let me keel over and catch my breath when she was done with me. Not that I was complaining, my stomach was starting to burn.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
