YouNeverKnow175
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My new girlfriend has some pretty great stories about being tickled - and stories drive me more crazy than anything. This one comes when she was in her late teenage years with two friends from high school who were twins.
Darcy, who is about 5'6" with brown hair and green eyes, would often play around and wrestle with her twin best friends, Michelle and Beth, who were like sisters to her. Michelle and Beth were tall and blonde, and stronger than Darcy. One time they were wrestling in her room and it turned into a 2-on-1 gang up. Before she knew it, Darcy was pinned to the ground, face up, by the twins. Then they started tickling her.
One of them held Darcy's arms up in the air while the other sat on her waist and started to tickle. They tickled her EVERYWHERE - armpits, neck, ribs, stomach first...and Darcy was laughing hysterically and screaming for them to stop. She's got a real hard, loud laugh and scream. The tickling kept building beyond what Darcy could handle. "I couldn't believe this was happening to me," she told me.
Laughing hysterically, it was hard to breathe. She managed to get out some pleas to the twins: "PLEASE, STOP!!! IT TICKLES TOO MUCH!!!!!!" she screamed.
The twins were cruel in their taunting. "We're never going to stop, ever," they told her.
They continued to hold her down and also tickled her thighs, legs, and feet. Her feet are soft, beautiful (perfect toes), and very ticklish. The twins would alternate lighter tickles and harder ones. When she would thrash and fight harder to get away, they'd tickle harder and Darcy would be reduced into helpless laughter. She wanted so badly to get away and to somehow find a way to get the tickling to stop, but she was completely powerless, at their mercy. The places it tickled the absolute most were her ribs/sides and her feet.
At one point they were about to start focusing on her waist/side and Darcy was desperate. "Wait!" she said. "I don't think I'm ticklish there anymore!" she cried out. "Yeah right!!!!" the twins said and dove in. "NOOO!!!!" Darcy screamed."This isn't fair!!!!!!!!!"
They continued to tickle and tickle more, all over her body. It felt like endless torture. Her laughter and screaming, squealing and squirming was incessant. "I can't breathe!!!" she screamed. She really thought she might die from the tickling, it was so intense. "Please!! I can't take it!!" she begged in between gasps for air as she laughed.
The tickling went on for several minutes - probably ten or so. Finally the twins had mercy and let up. But this same scenario was a common occurrence and happened again and again.
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I'd love to hear thoughts/comments on this story....what parts you liked most, etc. I think it's my favorite of all-time and it makes me ecstatic to hear about, and to think it actually happened!
Darcy, who is about 5'6" with brown hair and green eyes, would often play around and wrestle with her twin best friends, Michelle and Beth, who were like sisters to her. Michelle and Beth were tall and blonde, and stronger than Darcy. One time they were wrestling in her room and it turned into a 2-on-1 gang up. Before she knew it, Darcy was pinned to the ground, face up, by the twins. Then they started tickling her.
One of them held Darcy's arms up in the air while the other sat on her waist and started to tickle. They tickled her EVERYWHERE - armpits, neck, ribs, stomach first...and Darcy was laughing hysterically and screaming for them to stop. She's got a real hard, loud laugh and scream. The tickling kept building beyond what Darcy could handle. "I couldn't believe this was happening to me," she told me.
Laughing hysterically, it was hard to breathe. She managed to get out some pleas to the twins: "PLEASE, STOP!!! IT TICKLES TOO MUCH!!!!!!" she screamed.
The twins were cruel in their taunting. "We're never going to stop, ever," they told her.
They continued to hold her down and also tickled her thighs, legs, and feet. Her feet are soft, beautiful (perfect toes), and very ticklish. The twins would alternate lighter tickles and harder ones. When she would thrash and fight harder to get away, they'd tickle harder and Darcy would be reduced into helpless laughter. She wanted so badly to get away and to somehow find a way to get the tickling to stop, but she was completely powerless, at their mercy. The places it tickled the absolute most were her ribs/sides and her feet.
At one point they were about to start focusing on her waist/side and Darcy was desperate. "Wait!" she said. "I don't think I'm ticklish there anymore!" she cried out. "Yeah right!!!!" the twins said and dove in. "NOOO!!!!" Darcy screamed."This isn't fair!!!!!!!!!"
They continued to tickle and tickle more, all over her body. It felt like endless torture. Her laughter and screaming, squealing and squirming was incessant. "I can't breathe!!!" she screamed. She really thought she might die from the tickling, it was so intense. "Please!! I can't take it!!" she begged in between gasps for air as she laughed.
The tickling went on for several minutes - probably ten or so. Finally the twins had mercy and let up. But this same scenario was a common occurrence and happened again and again.
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I'd love to hear thoughts/comments on this story....what parts you liked most, etc. I think it's my favorite of all-time and it makes me ecstatic to hear about, and to think it actually happened!
