ticklishguy1985
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When I was a senior in college one of my friends (since I don't want to use real names, we'll call him Gary) had been dating this girl (we'll call her Rebecca) for a couple of years until they eventually broke up. They had gotten rather serious which only made the break up worse. It became one of those weird situations where I became better friends with Rebecca than I was with Gary and as is typical when friends break up you have to pick a side and I chose her side. Rebecca had a bit of a flirtatious personality which went well with her appearance. She wore her yellowish blonde hair down, had big blue eyes, and had a smile that was seductively mischievous. She was a smaller woman with an ample breasts and an average build.
Gary, Rebecca, her roommate, and I all used to watch 24 together and hang out. After the two broke up Gary stopped coming which left just Rebecca, her roommate, and I. One night I stopped by the house Rebecca and her roommate rented and noticed her roommate's car was not out front. After I knocked on the door she let me in and I asked where her roommate was. Her roommate, being a few years removed from school and already working, was away on a business trip and was gone for the week so it was just going to be the two of us. I slipped my flip-flops off and followed her inside to the living room where we sat down and talked some while waiting for the shows to start. I sat in the armchair while she sat on the couch, which was relatively close. Since the couch was pretty close, I propped my feet up on the cushion while we talked. During the conversation, Rebecca and I began to flirt a little by playfully teasing one another, which eventually resulted in her running her fingers up my outstretched foot. I let out a startled noise and jerked my feet away.
Rebecca knew I was ticklish and smiled beamingly as though she had won an award. Being tickled had always been arousing to me and though I am incredibly ticklish, I was trying to think of a way to get her to tickle me again. So, once the show started I eventually put my feet back where they were. During one of the commercial breaks we started to chat some more, which led to more flirtatious teasing. Rebecca warned me that if I kept harassing her she would tickle me again. I rolled my eyes, essentially egging her on, and she ran her nails down my foot again. I was expecting it this time so I was a little less shocked and proceeded to laugh a little but I did not move my feet off the couch. She kept tickling my feet telling me to apologize for teasing her, but between the giggles I told her no. As I laughed and squirmed in the armchair, I hardly noticed Rebecca jump up and in a flash she was pinning me to the armchair tickling my sides, stomach and ribs. She was tickling me much more intensely than before and I was laughing and squirming in the chair but made little to no effort to stop her. She kept up the tickling, making me laugh in earnest.
Finally after a couple of minutes, I gave in and apologized between bouts of laughter. She gave me that same beaming smile and took her seat back on the couch as I attempted to do my best to conceal my erection. The show was nearly over by this point and as it concluded we started to talk some more as the nightly news played in the background. I don't remember how we got to the subject, but eventually we started to discuss being ticklish. Rebecca mentioned how pedicures really tickled her and how she sometimes had to apologize to the technician at the salon. I made some comment about how I wouldn't know as I had never had a pedicure. She flashed that same flirtatious smile and told me that she could show me and asked me to follow her as she walked up the stairs towards her bedroom. Not sure where this was going, but never turning down the opportunity to follow a woman to her bedroom, I agreed.
She had a rather typical bedroom for a college girl. The room was carpeted with posters, a corkboard designed with photos she had taken throughout the years, and numerous other items adorning the walls. The bedroom was large enough to hold her queen-sized bed with a dresser and desk, and there was still enough room to walk around. Her room was clearly the master bedroom as it had its own bathroom attached. She disappeared into the bathroom for a moment and told me to sit down in the office chair if I wanted. I sat and waited for a minute or so until she reemerged with one of those foot bath devices with all the different attachments to give yourself an at home pedicure. I objected slightly at first, but she assured me that it would be fun and that I'd like it. Being a good sport, and hoping that it might lead to some more tickling, I rolled up the legs to my jeans and put my feet in. She cut it on and immediately I began to feel a relaxing sensation as the jets caressed the soles of my feet.
After Rebecca draped a towel over her lap and put the pumice stone attachment on the multi-tool, she had me take one of my feet out of the bath and place it on her lap. She dried my foot slightly and had me turn my foot up so that the sole of my foot was facing her. Rebecca cut on the tool and the pumice stone attachment began to swirl. She pressed it against the sole of my foot and I jumped and nearly jerked my foot away. She worked the tool all over the sole of my foot as I laughed and squirmed in the chair, gripping the arms of the chair for support. She kept this up for a few minutes and then had me switch feet. I placed my other foot on her lap and she started the process all over again which left me laughing and squirming in the chair. Though all of the scrubbing from the pumice stone was leaving me in hysterics and causing me to buck around in the chair, it was also causing me to become quite aroused. Rebecca continued running the pumice tool over my feet while paying special attention to my heel and the ball of my foot. She also made sure to work over the pads of my toes and any other place that had some rough spots.
She finally finished and I put my foot back in the bath as I calmed down from all the laughing. Rebecca then switched out the pumice attachment for a brush attachment. This time I took both of my feet out of the bath and placed them on her lap as she dried them off again with the towel. She then cut on the multi tool and placed the swirling brush against my foot, which caused me to laugh hysterically. She scrubbed the spinning brush all over my soles, causing me to laugh and buck in the chair. The bristles from the brush swirled all over my feet. I continued to buck and squirm in the chair as I laughed, but I also became more and more aroused from the sensation of the brush tickling my soles and toes. The sensation of the bristles swirling between my toes really made me laugh even more as I gripped the arms of the chair.
Rebecca cut the tool off and I tried to catch my breath from the whole ordeal and perhaps take my mind off the raging hard on I was sporting. She asked me how it felt and I told her that it tickled like hell, but it felt good. She laughed, again showing that flirtatious smile, and made some comment about now I knew how she felt. We both then got kind of quiet not really knowing what to say. The silence was fairly awkward as we both looked at each other for a moment without much to say. I knew I was still excited and finally I broke the silence by asking her if she wanted to tickle me some more. Her eyes lite up a little bit and she said sure.
I got out of the chair, kind of awkwardly as I was trying to conceal my erection, and hopped onto her bed. I lay down on my back and she hopped onto the bed, straddling my shins. Her back was to me so I couldn’t see what she was about to do. She started out slowly, using a single nail to outline and trace my soles. She kept this up for a bit, which I found more arousing than ticklish, but I nearly shot up as she ratcheted it up and she used all her nails to rapidly tickle my feet. I laughed hysterically as she scratched the soles of my feet, making me squirm and grip at the headboard. She rapidly scratched at the soles of my feet with her nails. She also used her nails to go between and under my toes, sending me into hysterics. Though I was laughing hysterically and the tickling was fairly intense, I was still incredibly aroused. I also wasn’t sure, but it seemed that Rebecca was also grinding into my shins. I didn’t have much time to consider that she might be getting aroused from the whole experience as well, as I was dealing with the torturous tickling and my own arousal.
Between the fits of laughter, I didn’t realize that Rebecca had quickly moved from my shins to straddling my stomach and she then began to tickle my pits and ribs. I initially tried to pull my arms down, though I really did not want her to stop, but all that did was trap her wiggling fingers against my pits. As I laughed I suddenly felt Rebecca press her lips against mine and her tongue was in my mouth. She continued to tickle me for a bit, her tongue caressing my own as I laughed hysterically from the tickling. As she stopped the tickling, I was so aroused and caught up in the moment that I kissed her back deeply. We made out for a bit, caressing one another until she got off me and we began to remove our clothes hurriedly.
I attempted to roll over to be on top, but Rebecca placed her hand on my chest as urged me back down without saying a word. She then straddled my pelvis in a cowgirl position. We were both incredibly turned on so I slipped inside her with little resistance. She placed her hands on my chest and we began to thrust into one another with her using my chest for leverage. As I caressed her breasts and her stiffened nipples, her hands began to slide from my chest down to my ribs. She began to tickle my ribs and underarms as he rode me, which resulted in my laughing but I began to thrust hard. Though the tickling sensation was intense, I felt the urge to release rising. The whole moment is a bit of a blur between the tickling and the excitement, but I eventually shot my load multiple times into her as she continued to tickle me. She continued to ride me and tickle me for a few moments following my release, which was rather intense due to the immediate sensitivity following my orgasm, until we collapsed into each other.
We lay there for a while, me still inside her, as we both breathed heavily while I had my arms wrapped around Rebecca’s back. Neither of us talked for a while as we both came down from our sexual high as we embraced. Eventually Rebecca pushed herself off me and we straightened ourselves up. I noticed that it was getting slightly late and told her I needed to get home because I had class in the morning. We hugged before I left and she gave me a peck on the cheek. I promised to call her the next day, which I did, and left to go back to my apartment.
Becca and I dated for nearly a year before we eventually broke up as she moved away for a job opportunity following college. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story as I have a few other experiences (some where I turned the tables on her). Thanks for reading.
Gary, Rebecca, her roommate, and I all used to watch 24 together and hang out. After the two broke up Gary stopped coming which left just Rebecca, her roommate, and I. One night I stopped by the house Rebecca and her roommate rented and noticed her roommate's car was not out front. After I knocked on the door she let me in and I asked where her roommate was. Her roommate, being a few years removed from school and already working, was away on a business trip and was gone for the week so it was just going to be the two of us. I slipped my flip-flops off and followed her inside to the living room where we sat down and talked some while waiting for the shows to start. I sat in the armchair while she sat on the couch, which was relatively close. Since the couch was pretty close, I propped my feet up on the cushion while we talked. During the conversation, Rebecca and I began to flirt a little by playfully teasing one another, which eventually resulted in her running her fingers up my outstretched foot. I let out a startled noise and jerked my feet away.
Rebecca knew I was ticklish and smiled beamingly as though she had won an award. Being tickled had always been arousing to me and though I am incredibly ticklish, I was trying to think of a way to get her to tickle me again. So, once the show started I eventually put my feet back where they were. During one of the commercial breaks we started to chat some more, which led to more flirtatious teasing. Rebecca warned me that if I kept harassing her she would tickle me again. I rolled my eyes, essentially egging her on, and she ran her nails down my foot again. I was expecting it this time so I was a little less shocked and proceeded to laugh a little but I did not move my feet off the couch. She kept tickling my feet telling me to apologize for teasing her, but between the giggles I told her no. As I laughed and squirmed in the armchair, I hardly noticed Rebecca jump up and in a flash she was pinning me to the armchair tickling my sides, stomach and ribs. She was tickling me much more intensely than before and I was laughing and squirming in the chair but made little to no effort to stop her. She kept up the tickling, making me laugh in earnest.
Finally after a couple of minutes, I gave in and apologized between bouts of laughter. She gave me that same beaming smile and took her seat back on the couch as I attempted to do my best to conceal my erection. The show was nearly over by this point and as it concluded we started to talk some more as the nightly news played in the background. I don't remember how we got to the subject, but eventually we started to discuss being ticklish. Rebecca mentioned how pedicures really tickled her and how she sometimes had to apologize to the technician at the salon. I made some comment about how I wouldn't know as I had never had a pedicure. She flashed that same flirtatious smile and told me that she could show me and asked me to follow her as she walked up the stairs towards her bedroom. Not sure where this was going, but never turning down the opportunity to follow a woman to her bedroom, I agreed.
She had a rather typical bedroom for a college girl. The room was carpeted with posters, a corkboard designed with photos she had taken throughout the years, and numerous other items adorning the walls. The bedroom was large enough to hold her queen-sized bed with a dresser and desk, and there was still enough room to walk around. Her room was clearly the master bedroom as it had its own bathroom attached. She disappeared into the bathroom for a moment and told me to sit down in the office chair if I wanted. I sat and waited for a minute or so until she reemerged with one of those foot bath devices with all the different attachments to give yourself an at home pedicure. I objected slightly at first, but she assured me that it would be fun and that I'd like it. Being a good sport, and hoping that it might lead to some more tickling, I rolled up the legs to my jeans and put my feet in. She cut it on and immediately I began to feel a relaxing sensation as the jets caressed the soles of my feet.
After Rebecca draped a towel over her lap and put the pumice stone attachment on the multi-tool, she had me take one of my feet out of the bath and place it on her lap. She dried my foot slightly and had me turn my foot up so that the sole of my foot was facing her. Rebecca cut on the tool and the pumice stone attachment began to swirl. She pressed it against the sole of my foot and I jumped and nearly jerked my foot away. She worked the tool all over the sole of my foot as I laughed and squirmed in the chair, gripping the arms of the chair for support. She kept this up for a few minutes and then had me switch feet. I placed my other foot on her lap and she started the process all over again which left me laughing and squirming in the chair. Though all of the scrubbing from the pumice stone was leaving me in hysterics and causing me to buck around in the chair, it was also causing me to become quite aroused. Rebecca continued running the pumice tool over my feet while paying special attention to my heel and the ball of my foot. She also made sure to work over the pads of my toes and any other place that had some rough spots.
She finally finished and I put my foot back in the bath as I calmed down from all the laughing. Rebecca then switched out the pumice attachment for a brush attachment. This time I took both of my feet out of the bath and placed them on her lap as she dried them off again with the towel. She then cut on the multi tool and placed the swirling brush against my foot, which caused me to laugh hysterically. She scrubbed the spinning brush all over my soles, causing me to laugh and buck in the chair. The bristles from the brush swirled all over my feet. I continued to buck and squirm in the chair as I laughed, but I also became more and more aroused from the sensation of the brush tickling my soles and toes. The sensation of the bristles swirling between my toes really made me laugh even more as I gripped the arms of the chair.
Rebecca cut the tool off and I tried to catch my breath from the whole ordeal and perhaps take my mind off the raging hard on I was sporting. She asked me how it felt and I told her that it tickled like hell, but it felt good. She laughed, again showing that flirtatious smile, and made some comment about now I knew how she felt. We both then got kind of quiet not really knowing what to say. The silence was fairly awkward as we both looked at each other for a moment without much to say. I knew I was still excited and finally I broke the silence by asking her if she wanted to tickle me some more. Her eyes lite up a little bit and she said sure.
I got out of the chair, kind of awkwardly as I was trying to conceal my erection, and hopped onto her bed. I lay down on my back and she hopped onto the bed, straddling my shins. Her back was to me so I couldn’t see what she was about to do. She started out slowly, using a single nail to outline and trace my soles. She kept this up for a bit, which I found more arousing than ticklish, but I nearly shot up as she ratcheted it up and she used all her nails to rapidly tickle my feet. I laughed hysterically as she scratched the soles of my feet, making me squirm and grip at the headboard. She rapidly scratched at the soles of my feet with her nails. She also used her nails to go between and under my toes, sending me into hysterics. Though I was laughing hysterically and the tickling was fairly intense, I was still incredibly aroused. I also wasn’t sure, but it seemed that Rebecca was also grinding into my shins. I didn’t have much time to consider that she might be getting aroused from the whole experience as well, as I was dealing with the torturous tickling and my own arousal.
Between the fits of laughter, I didn’t realize that Rebecca had quickly moved from my shins to straddling my stomach and she then began to tickle my pits and ribs. I initially tried to pull my arms down, though I really did not want her to stop, but all that did was trap her wiggling fingers against my pits. As I laughed I suddenly felt Rebecca press her lips against mine and her tongue was in my mouth. She continued to tickle me for a bit, her tongue caressing my own as I laughed hysterically from the tickling. As she stopped the tickling, I was so aroused and caught up in the moment that I kissed her back deeply. We made out for a bit, caressing one another until she got off me and we began to remove our clothes hurriedly.
I attempted to roll over to be on top, but Rebecca placed her hand on my chest as urged me back down without saying a word. She then straddled my pelvis in a cowgirl position. We were both incredibly turned on so I slipped inside her with little resistance. She placed her hands on my chest and we began to thrust into one another with her using my chest for leverage. As I caressed her breasts and her stiffened nipples, her hands began to slide from my chest down to my ribs. She began to tickle my ribs and underarms as he rode me, which resulted in my laughing but I began to thrust hard. Though the tickling sensation was intense, I felt the urge to release rising. The whole moment is a bit of a blur between the tickling and the excitement, but I eventually shot my load multiple times into her as she continued to tickle me. She continued to ride me and tickle me for a few moments following my release, which was rather intense due to the immediate sensitivity following my orgasm, until we collapsed into each other.
We lay there for a while, me still inside her, as we both breathed heavily while I had my arms wrapped around Rebecca’s back. Neither of us talked for a while as we both came down from our sexual high as we embraced. Eventually Rebecca pushed herself off me and we straightened ourselves up. I noticed that it was getting slightly late and told her I needed to get home because I had class in the morning. We hugged before I left and she gave me a peck on the cheek. I promised to call her the next day, which I did, and left to go back to my apartment.
Becca and I dated for nearly a year before we eventually broke up as she moved away for a job opportunity following college. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the story as I have a few other experiences (some where I turned the tables on her). Thanks for reading.
