(Names kept confidencial)
These stories are about a couple of my guy friends. We'll call them Andrew and Matt. We've been good friends since last year, and I currently eat with them at lunch and stuff with their friends.
I found out Andrew was really ticklish when Matt poked him, and yelled, but a few days ago, I was able to make him confess on his own will. Andrew is 6ft tall (he's not the guy in my previous stories, btw), and a lot bigger than I am, but we were bored, so he randomly poked me on the arm. "Poke." I looked at him smiling, and I poked him in the stomach slowly. There, at a point, he hunched over, and came an "Oof!" and a small smile.
I looked up at him again, curiously, "Oh, did I hurt you?"
He stood up and said shyly, "No, It's...sensitive." he smiles, "I'm really ticklish."
My smile grew. "Really?" I poked him again and again in the tummy.
"AH! ahahahaha! STOP!!" He grabs my wrists and holds them there in defense, my index fingers still pointing at his stomach ready for more. I called Matt over to try and help me, but he didn't get close enough without getting kicked. lol.
The next day, I ate with them again. This time, at a quiet moment, I would randomly poke Andrew in the stomach in the same way, and he would laugh, and grab my wrists faster. But this time, the boys would go after me. Andrew held my wrists, and Matt would attempt to poke my sides. It would tickle, but not enough to lose my ground. It was cold outside as well, so I wore a windbreaker that was a bit thick, unfortunately. Andrew let go of my hands and would try and poke my sides too. "It's not working!!" Matt said. I tried to give them some hint.
"Poking me doesn't do anything, you guys," I said smiling.
"And she's wearing a jacket," Matt protested.
"Come ON!" Andrew kept saying.
After a while they would get tired and make fun of me instead. Then I would poke them back the same way I would always do. This time Andrew had gotten some reaction out of me, although I wish it had worked more. He put all five fingers on my stomach and claw his way. I'd jump and step away a bit or so, but afterward it would just die.
The second time, he actually turned me around to let him tickle my sides. It had better effect than before, but the only flaw was how big his hands were. Right then it only felt like he had his hands on my waist and just moved his fingers around. 🙁
Third time's the charm? He actually caught me by surprise. I stood next to him, and he grabbed my side and back. I jumped, and giggled a little. "Hey! You got it!" Matt yelled. And I moved away, his hand still on my side until the sensation died again. "Aww, you had it. It just died" I said.
I'm trying to wear thinner shirts around them, and a jacket that actually zips down so they can get to me. Does anyone have any advice they could give me to make this work better?
These stories are about a couple of my guy friends. We'll call them Andrew and Matt. We've been good friends since last year, and I currently eat with them at lunch and stuff with their friends.
I found out Andrew was really ticklish when Matt poked him, and yelled, but a few days ago, I was able to make him confess on his own will. Andrew is 6ft tall (he's not the guy in my previous stories, btw), and a lot bigger than I am, but we were bored, so he randomly poked me on the arm. "Poke." I looked at him smiling, and I poked him in the stomach slowly. There, at a point, he hunched over, and came an "Oof!" and a small smile.
I looked up at him again, curiously, "Oh, did I hurt you?"
He stood up and said shyly, "No, It's...sensitive." he smiles, "I'm really ticklish."
My smile grew. "Really?" I poked him again and again in the tummy.
"AH! ahahahaha! STOP!!" He grabs my wrists and holds them there in defense, my index fingers still pointing at his stomach ready for more. I called Matt over to try and help me, but he didn't get close enough without getting kicked. lol.
The next day, I ate with them again. This time, at a quiet moment, I would randomly poke Andrew in the stomach in the same way, and he would laugh, and grab my wrists faster. But this time, the boys would go after me. Andrew held my wrists, and Matt would attempt to poke my sides. It would tickle, but not enough to lose my ground. It was cold outside as well, so I wore a windbreaker that was a bit thick, unfortunately. Andrew let go of my hands and would try and poke my sides too. "It's not working!!" Matt said. I tried to give them some hint.
"Poking me doesn't do anything, you guys," I said smiling.
"And she's wearing a jacket," Matt protested.
"Come ON!" Andrew kept saying.
After a while they would get tired and make fun of me instead. Then I would poke them back the same way I would always do. This time Andrew had gotten some reaction out of me, although I wish it had worked more. He put all five fingers on my stomach and claw his way. I'd jump and step away a bit or so, but afterward it would just die.
The second time, he actually turned me around to let him tickle my sides. It had better effect than before, but the only flaw was how big his hands were. Right then it only felt like he had his hands on my waist and just moved his fingers around. 🙁
Third time's the charm? He actually caught me by surprise. I stood next to him, and he grabbed my side and back. I jumped, and giggled a little. "Hey! You got it!" Matt yelled. And I moved away, his hand still on my side until the sensation died again. "Aww, you had it. It just died" I said.
I'm trying to wear thinner shirts around them, and a jacket that actually zips down so they can get to me. Does anyone have any advice they could give me to make this work better?
