tickleenavel
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One of my cousins and her husband moved recently to the town I live in. I visited them last Friday night for dinner. As I had too many to drink, I crashed at their guest room which is right next to their bedroom. Her husband is stronger and taller than I am and a very friendly bloke.
On Saturday morning, I woke up hearing my cousin laughing out loud and pleading and begging for mercy asking her husband not to tickle her. The words “stop tickling me” made me alert despite my throbbing headache due to hangover and I was enjoying and kind of turned on with her squealing and begging and the sounds of raspberries. When I was listening to it unfortunately, I had a loud sneeze, and the house went silent.
Cousin: Did we wake you up R?
Her husband: You were loud!
Me: No you guys didn’t and P, don’t stop it for my sake. Go get her!
I heard my cousin whispering something to her husband but I couldn’t hear it clearly and the next minute they were in my room and her husband moved closer to me and threw a pretended to throw a pillow at me and I tried to protect myself with both my arms due to reflex. He swiftly held my wrists and held them above my head. At the same time, my cousin put a resistance band (which I guess she uses for her pilates) around my ankles and climbed on thighs and sat on them. This all happened so fast that I couldn’t react.
Me: Hello what are you two doing?
Cousin: I told him you were the ticklish one in the family and he asked me to prove it. Are you still ticklish cuz?
Me: Err… No I am not, can I leave?
Her husband: I trust him, make me proud J.
My cousin rolled my shirt up and poked my navel making me jerk my body and squeal.
Her husband: Seems it’s the family’s weak spot.
My cousin: and he said he is not ticklish.
Without giving me a choice, she started digging my fingers into my ribs, my sides, my stomach, my navel and gave me a good few minutes of tickling mixing it up with blowing raspberries and nibbling my belly and sides. As much as I struggled her husband was quite strong and held me down with his hands and she locked me up by sitting on my thighs. After few minutes, which felt like hours she stopped and let me take some air.
Me: Please enough, you had your fun, let me go.
Her husband: Let you go? Only she had her fun, what about me?
Me: What? No..
He climbed on the bed and put his knees on my arms locking me thereby freeing his arms and looked at his wife and said
Her husband: round two ! ! !
They both jointly attacked my torso, with him focusing on my armpits, ribs and she on my sides, belly and navel. They were going on and on until I sneezed again coughing a lot while doing so. They finally stopped it and got off me and I was so tired so I laid still on bed.
Her husband: Are you ok?
Cousin: yeah yeah he is… we have trained him in the family. He has faced worse things before.
Her husband: Is it?
Cousin: Yeah we have tied him up
Her husband: Why we should do that next time? What say R?
I was so embarrassed I didn’t say anything rather than looking at him with a annoyed look.
Me: I will get a chance to revenge on J
Her husband: Oh I can help you with that.
Cousin: Don’t even think about it.
At that time, her daughter came back from her sleep over so we had to end the conversation there. But it seems like there will be few more encounters in the future within the family.
On Saturday morning, I woke up hearing my cousin laughing out loud and pleading and begging for mercy asking her husband not to tickle her. The words “stop tickling me” made me alert despite my throbbing headache due to hangover and I was enjoying and kind of turned on with her squealing and begging and the sounds of raspberries. When I was listening to it unfortunately, I had a loud sneeze, and the house went silent.
Cousin: Did we wake you up R?
Her husband: You were loud!
Me: No you guys didn’t and P, don’t stop it for my sake. Go get her!
I heard my cousin whispering something to her husband but I couldn’t hear it clearly and the next minute they were in my room and her husband moved closer to me and threw a pretended to throw a pillow at me and I tried to protect myself with both my arms due to reflex. He swiftly held my wrists and held them above my head. At the same time, my cousin put a resistance band (which I guess she uses for her pilates) around my ankles and climbed on thighs and sat on them. This all happened so fast that I couldn’t react.
Me: Hello what are you two doing?
Cousin: I told him you were the ticklish one in the family and he asked me to prove it. Are you still ticklish cuz?
Me: Err… No I am not, can I leave?
Her husband: I trust him, make me proud J.
My cousin rolled my shirt up and poked my navel making me jerk my body and squeal.
Her husband: Seems it’s the family’s weak spot.
My cousin: and he said he is not ticklish.
Without giving me a choice, she started digging my fingers into my ribs, my sides, my stomach, my navel and gave me a good few minutes of tickling mixing it up with blowing raspberries and nibbling my belly and sides. As much as I struggled her husband was quite strong and held me down with his hands and she locked me up by sitting on my thighs. After few minutes, which felt like hours she stopped and let me take some air.
Me: Please enough, you had your fun, let me go.
Her husband: Let you go? Only she had her fun, what about me?
Me: What? No..
He climbed on the bed and put his knees on my arms locking me thereby freeing his arms and looked at his wife and said
Her husband: round two ! ! !
They both jointly attacked my torso, with him focusing on my armpits, ribs and she on my sides, belly and navel. They were going on and on until I sneezed again coughing a lot while doing so. They finally stopped it and got off me and I was so tired so I laid still on bed.
Her husband: Are you ok?
Cousin: yeah yeah he is… we have trained him in the family. He has faced worse things before.
Her husband: Is it?
Cousin: Yeah we have tied him up
Her husband: Why we should do that next time? What say R?
I was so embarrassed I didn’t say anything rather than looking at him with a annoyed look.
Me: I will get a chance to revenge on J
Her husband: Oh I can help you with that.
Cousin: Don’t even think about it.
At that time, her daughter came back from her sleep over so we had to end the conversation there. But it seems like there will be few more encounters in the future within the family.
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