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Tickling,and bad reactions.
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Mephistopheles
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Yeah, some ex-gf of mine had that, which is probably one of the reasons she's ex now, she hated it, struggled like a wildcat, tried to bite me between her helpless giggles and if I tickled her on her feet she'd usually kick me with every ounce of strenght she had. Not that that made a difference, I easily overpowered her and administered some nice tickletorture 
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What is actually interesting is when an ex boyfriend of me tickled me I used to get seriously PISSED. He did it just for a domination thing and not because he loved tickling and I hated it.
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Those who have known me for awhile have heard me talk about my tickle ladyfriend. I usually give her a two to three hour tickle session every Saturday night. Other times when I visit her, she'll ask, "Would you like to tickle my feet?" I bet you know what my response is.
Sometimes I spend the night at her place... in separate rooms, of course. (She's just a friend, after all) Early one morning I woke up and crawled into her bedroom, lifted the covers from her feet and began gently tickling them. She woke up and bitched me out big time! She lectured me about how I should respect her privacy and that tickling her without her permission was a form of rape.
About a week later, she fell asleep in the room again. I controlled myself and didn't sneak in to tickle her. She woke up and saw me sitting on the sofa. She said, "Oh, I was hoping you'd go in and tickle my feet."
Is it any wonder I'm losing my mind!!!
Sometimes I spend the night at her place... in separate rooms, of course. (She's just a friend, after all) Early one morning I woke up and crawled into her bedroom, lifted the covers from her feet and began gently tickling them. She woke up and bitched me out big time! She lectured me about how I should respect her privacy and that tickling her without her permission was a form of rape.
About a week later, she fell asleep in the room again. I controlled myself and didn't sneak in to tickle her. She woke up and saw me sitting on the sofa. She said, "Oh, I was hoping you'd go in and tickle my feet."
Is it any wonder I'm losing my mind!!!
I've never had any horrible responses but more than a few bad ones.
One girl in high school, she was from Georgia, and we were in DC for a youth thing. I was poking her sides from behind and she let me know that she simply did not want that. Andother girl in college, we saw a picture of a girl getting her foot tickled and I asked if she would laugh like that. She told me she absolutely would not as she hated being tickled. Funny part about that was a month or so later she and another female friend had me pinned to the ground looking for ticklish spots! And yes, I did tickle her later and she didn't mind so much.
Those two popped to my head right away...I am sure there are more, but not too many.
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One girl in high school, she was from Georgia, and we were in DC for a youth thing. I was poking her sides from behind and she let me know that she simply did not want that. Andother girl in college, we saw a picture of a girl getting her foot tickled and I asked if she would laugh like that. She told me she absolutely would not as she hated being tickled. Funny part about that was a month or so later she and another female friend had me pinned to the ground looking for ticklish spots! And yes, I did tickle her later and she didn't mind so much.
Those two popped to my head right away...I am sure there are more, but not too many.
~ toyou
The girl in the red dress
About a month ago I was out and about having a beer with a couple of mates when I saw an ex of mine (Anna) stood over by one of the pillars that ringed the dance floor gently moving to the music. She had her back to me but she was in her favourite backless red dress, and I knew that sexy wiggle anywhere. I also remembered how she always loved to be tickled so, as we were still quite good mates, I decided to suprise her.
Creeping up on her, I quickly ran a couple of fingers down her bare back, then before she could turn around, from behind I plunged both hands inside her dress and around to the front, to tickle her belly.
She was still very ticklish alright and instantly doubled over with laughter almost collapsing to the floor....only problem was it wasn't my ex's laugh but a different higher pitched squeal. It wasn't my Anna at all.
In horror I quickly pulled my hands out of the girls dress trying not to rip it off her and helped her back to her feet. It was just about then that she realised I wasn't one of her mates and prompty slapped me one right round the chops, screamed a couple of very unladylike swear words at me and stormed off in the general direction of the ladies, her face bright red with I guess a combination of anger and embarrassment.
When I turned several people around me, startled by her squeal of laughter were staring at me and my own mates, over by the bar were nearly pissing themselves with laughter.
Not exactly one of my finest moments but one, knowing my mates, that they are not going to let me forget for a long time yet.
About a month ago I was out and about having a beer with a couple of mates when I saw an ex of mine (Anna) stood over by one of the pillars that ringed the dance floor gently moving to the music. She had her back to me but she was in her favourite backless red dress, and I knew that sexy wiggle anywhere. I also remembered how she always loved to be tickled so, as we were still quite good mates, I decided to suprise her.
Creeping up on her, I quickly ran a couple of fingers down her bare back, then before she could turn around, from behind I plunged both hands inside her dress and around to the front, to tickle her belly.
She was still very ticklish alright and instantly doubled over with laughter almost collapsing to the floor....only problem was it wasn't my ex's laugh but a different higher pitched squeal. It wasn't my Anna at all.
In horror I quickly pulled my hands out of the girls dress trying not to rip it off her and helped her back to her feet. It was just about then that she realised I wasn't one of her mates and prompty slapped me one right round the chops, screamed a couple of very unladylike swear words at me and stormed off in the general direction of the ladies, her face bright red with I guess a combination of anger and embarrassment.
When I turned several people around me, startled by her squeal of laughter were staring at me and my own mates, over by the bar were nearly pissing themselves with laughter.
Not exactly one of my finest moments but one, knowing my mates, that they are not going to let me forget for a long time yet.
battlecat said:About a month ago I was out and about having a beer with a couple of mates when I saw an ex of mine (Anna) stood over by one of the pillars that ringed the dance floor gently moving to the music. She had her back to me but she was in her favourite backless red dress, and I knew that sexy wiggle anywhere. I also remembered how she always loved to be tickled so, as we were still quite good mates, I decided to suprise her.
Creeping up on her, I quickly ran a couple of fingers down her bare back, then before she could turn around, from behind I plunged both hands inside her dress and around to the front, to tickle her belly.
She was still very ticklish alright and instantly doubled over with laughter almost collapsing to the floor....only problem was it wasn't my ex's laugh but a different higher pitched squeal. It wasn't my Anna at all.
In horror I quickly pulled my hands out of the girls dress trying not to rip it off her and helped her back to her feet. It was just about then that she realised I wasn't one of her mates and prompty slapped me one right round the chops, screamed a couple of very unladylike swear words at me and stormed off in the general direction of the ladies, her face bright red with I guess a combination of anger and embarrassment.
When I turned several people around me, startled by her squeal of laughter were staring at me and my own mates, over by the bar were nearly pissing themselves with laughter.
Not exactly one of my finest moments but one, knowing my mates, that they are not going to let me forget for a long time yet.
LOL!!! Talk about worse case senarios!
My cousin gets pissed when she's tickled. She has a really great body, and she's really skinny and fit. Anyways I used to tickle her feet, and she would plainly say "Please stop, I don't like to be tickled." So I stopped.
Once I tickled this girl on the bus, I was sitting in the floor right beside her and tickling her stomach for about five minutes. Well the bus hit a pot-hole and I fell backwards and she kicked me right in the face! That was pretty bad, hurt like hell.
battlecat said:About a month ago I was out and about having a beer with a couple of mates when I saw an ex of mine (Anna) stood over by one of the pillars that ringed the dance floor gently moving to the music. She had her back to me but she was in her favourite backless red dress, and I knew that sexy wiggle anywhere. I also remembered how she always loved to be tickled so, as we were still quite good mates, I decided to suprise her.
Creeping up on her, I quickly ran a couple of fingers down her bare back, then before she could turn around, from behind I plunged both hands inside her dress and around to the front, to tickle her belly.
She was still very ticklish alright and instantly doubled over with laughter almost collapsing to the floor....only problem was it wasn't my ex's laugh but a different higher pitched squeal. It wasn't my Anna at all.
In horror I quickly pulled my hands out of the girls dress trying not to rip it off her and helped her back to her feet. It was just about then that she realised I wasn't one of her mates and prompty slapped me one right round the chops, screamed a couple of very unladylike swear words at me and stormed off in the general direction of the ladies, her face bright red with I guess a combination of anger and embarrassment.
When I turned several people around me, startled by her squeal of laughter were staring at me and my own mates, over by the bar were nearly pissing themselves with laughter.
Not exactly one of my finest moments but one, knowing my mates, that they are not going to let me forget for a long time yet.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
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This is a little different but when I was about 14 my boyfriend at the time loved to tickle me, and even though I loved it I couldn't help but wiggle around and fight it...as anybody would. One day we were celebrating Valentine's Day and we were sitting on his couch and he was tickling me and I accidently hit him in the face and his nose started bleeding. He got all mad and ran into the bathroom to check on it (big baby) and I said what happened because I didn't realize I hit him at the time and he said "you hit me with your fat arm!" and he said it really mean! I was so sad 🙁 It ruined my Valentine's Day! Luckily the ler I have now can take a hit here and there if it means he gets to tickle 🙂
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i have always been pretty lucky although i take plenty of chances! 
i have a male friend who ido it to for alaugh and he hates it! but i cant help it..i get away with it...i dont know why!
i havenet ever reacted badly either...but when male friends do it..liek in a situation where they arebehind me and want to ssurprise me or somehting somtimes telll them they shouldnt as it doensst just make me laugh, it gets me aroused!
i have a male friend who ido it to for alaugh and he hates it! but i cant help it..i get away with it...i dont know why!i havenet ever reacted badly either...but when male friends do it..liek in a situation where they arebehind me and want to ssurprise me or somehting somtimes telll them they shouldnt as it doensst just make me laugh, it gets me aroused!
