Iluv2Btickled
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So to set up the scene, I was wearing a gray hoodie and some turquoise sweatpants and ankle socks, and my sis was wearing the same gray hoodie (marching band) and some jeans, and two pairs of socks, first pair ankle socks and the second wool socks (her feet get cold easily).
The other day, my sis Sarah (who just turned 19) was laying on her bed relaxing, taking a break from writing her paper. I offered to give her a back shoulder massage and she was all for it. She'd never had one from me and was quite surprised to learn that I am very good at it.
So when I got to her lower back, I started being a playful big sister and tickled her lightly on her lower ribs on her sides. She squealed and turned soo red! I had no clue she was ticklish there, so of course I had to have fun with it.
I sat on her butt/thighs and I started tickling her sides again and she giggled and rolled around a little bit. She grabbed my hands and wouldnt let go. She's very heavy-handed and has a really good grip once she gets ahold of you. So I was sitting on her so she couldnt get up, but she was holding my hands so I couldn't tickle. So....I got creative.
I bent down and started blowing raspberries on her sides! lol! She was giggling even harder saying "Ewww! AAAAHAHAH! Stahahp thahahaht!!" When she rolled one way, I would blow on the opposite side and had her rolling back and forth. I turned around and got ahold of her feet and tried to tickle them but they were well protected w/ the layers. So off they came! lol. Her feet were hardly ticklish, but I still made her laugh when I blew on them. She just thought it was silly and funny, not from it tickling. But at this point she began to fight back 😉
Somehow, we got into this...pretzel like tangle and the next thing I know I'm on my stomach and she's sitting on my legs facing my feet. She was tickling the back of my thighs and knees and occassionally reaching up to pinch my sides and grab under my arms briefly. She reached her hand under my hoodie and gently ran her fingers across my left side. I giggled and squirmed and she smiled saying "I didnt know you were sooo ticklish!" Her other hand brushed across my foot and I thought she was about to take my sock off. The begging and teasing went as follows;
Me:"omg please dont.....dont Sarah please..."
Sarah: "dont what?"
Me: "oh nvm....thought you were about to do something..."
Sarah: *starts pulling off my right sock* "oh this? is this gonna bother you?"
Me: "SARAH! dohoohohnt! okay I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Dont take off my sock! Please!"
Sarah: "oh why not? *sock is off and she drops it on the floor* " Is this gonna tickle? *starts tickling my foot*
Me: *squeals and giggles* ohohoh myhihihih goahahahsh! Yehehehss itihihit tihihihckles!!
Sarah: "oh does it tickle? *tickles arches* ohhh yeah it does!! Look at your cute little toes wiggle!! *tickles under toes* does it tickle? huh? huh?"
So this whole me begging, her teasing thing went on for a good 5 mins. She would alternate from tickling my feet, to my ribs and occassibally reaching far back enough to tickle under my armpits.
By the time she stopped, my upper abs were sooo sore and I was just laying on my back letting the after giggles wear off. She sat next to me on the bed and said "ya, know for someone who's as ticklish as you are you dont fight back much."
You all know the reason to that. 😉 If not then look at my handle name.
But I told her "I get weak the more I'm tickled" (which is actually true) I'm so succumbed to laughter that I just give up fighting and give in to giggling." She giggled at me the wiggled her fingers on my stomach. I giggled again and attempted to stand up to go back downstairs. I ended up kinda sliding off the bed and flopping to the floor with a loud thump. She said "oh my goodness...you are weak. I know just what I'm gonna do to you from now on. 😉. After I gained some strength back, I stood up and went back downstairs to finish my laundry.
The end.
The other day, my sis Sarah (who just turned 19) was laying on her bed relaxing, taking a break from writing her paper. I offered to give her a back shoulder massage and she was all for it. She'd never had one from me and was quite surprised to learn that I am very good at it.
So when I got to her lower back, I started being a playful big sister and tickled her lightly on her lower ribs on her sides. She squealed and turned soo red! I had no clue she was ticklish there, so of course I had to have fun with it.
I sat on her butt/thighs and I started tickling her sides again and she giggled and rolled around a little bit. She grabbed my hands and wouldnt let go. She's very heavy-handed and has a really good grip once she gets ahold of you. So I was sitting on her so she couldnt get up, but she was holding my hands so I couldn't tickle. So....I got creative.
I bent down and started blowing raspberries on her sides! lol! She was giggling even harder saying "Ewww! AAAAHAHAH! Stahahp thahahaht!!" When she rolled one way, I would blow on the opposite side and had her rolling back and forth. I turned around and got ahold of her feet and tried to tickle them but they were well protected w/ the layers. So off they came! lol. Her feet were hardly ticklish, but I still made her laugh when I blew on them. She just thought it was silly and funny, not from it tickling. But at this point she began to fight back 😉Somehow, we got into this...pretzel like tangle and the next thing I know I'm on my stomach and she's sitting on my legs facing my feet. She was tickling the back of my thighs and knees and occassionally reaching up to pinch my sides and grab under my arms briefly. She reached her hand under my hoodie and gently ran her fingers across my left side. I giggled and squirmed and she smiled saying "I didnt know you were sooo ticklish!" Her other hand brushed across my foot and I thought she was about to take my sock off. The begging and teasing went as follows;
Me:"omg please dont.....dont Sarah please..."
Sarah: "dont what?"
Me: "oh nvm....thought you were about to do something..."
Sarah: *starts pulling off my right sock* "oh this? is this gonna bother you?"
Me: "SARAH! dohoohohnt! okay I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Dont take off my sock! Please!"
Sarah: "oh why not? *sock is off and she drops it on the floor* " Is this gonna tickle? *starts tickling my foot*
Me: *squeals and giggles* ohohoh myhihihih goahahahsh! Yehehehss itihihit tihihihckles!!
Sarah: "oh does it tickle? *tickles arches* ohhh yeah it does!! Look at your cute little toes wiggle!! *tickles under toes* does it tickle? huh? huh?"
So this whole me begging, her teasing thing went on for a good 5 mins. She would alternate from tickling my feet, to my ribs and occassibally reaching far back enough to tickle under my armpits.
By the time she stopped, my upper abs were sooo sore and I was just laying on my back letting the after giggles wear off. She sat next to me on the bed and said "ya, know for someone who's as ticklish as you are you dont fight back much."
You all know the reason to that. 😉 If not then look at my handle name.
But I told her "I get weak the more I'm tickled" (which is actually true) I'm so succumbed to laughter that I just give up fighting and give in to giggling." She giggled at me the wiggled her fingers on my stomach. I giggled again and attempted to stand up to go back downstairs. I ended up kinda sliding off the bed and flopping to the floor with a loud thump. She said "oh my goodness...you are weak. I know just what I'm gonna do to you from now on. 😉. After I gained some strength back, I stood up and went back downstairs to finish my laundry.
The end.
They are a lot of fun to read about. Look forward to thenext time. Later....Jim
