Strelnikov
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You all know what I mean - when you decided that tickling a pretty girl would be more fun than tickling your kid brother or goofy cousin, and did something about it.
Mine was the girl next door, blonde and blue eyed, the summer when I was 14 and she was 13. We were sitting in lawn chairs in the back yard talking about the Tony Curtis "Houdini" movie, and decided to try some of the moves. I cut a piece of clothesline, she tied me up, and I escaped. Then it was her turn, but before she could get loose, I grabbed her foot, flipped off her sandal, and started tickling. She started laughing and struggling and the chair tipped over. She had an enjoyable tickle reaction, a loud and uncontrolled laugh. We thrashed around on the grass, the rope came loose, and she lost her other sandal. I finally got her in a figure-four leg lock, completely by fortuitous accident. Then I tickled her foot for maybe 5 minutes total, long enough for both of our moms to come and check on us. They left us alone when they saw I was "just" tickling her - little did they know that I had a blue-steel boner.
We were friends all through high school, but I only got to tickle her twice more - a rib tickle (a few giggles worth) and a foot tickle (longer than 1 minute, less than 5.) She wasn't a ticklephile, but she didn't object too strongly either, regarded it as just playing. Full grown, she stood 4 foot 11 inches tall in her bare feet and weighed 85 pounds soaking wet.
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Mine was the girl next door, blonde and blue eyed, the summer when I was 14 and she was 13. We were sitting in lawn chairs in the back yard talking about the Tony Curtis "Houdini" movie, and decided to try some of the moves. I cut a piece of clothesline, she tied me up, and I escaped. Then it was her turn, but before she could get loose, I grabbed her foot, flipped off her sandal, and started tickling. She started laughing and struggling and the chair tipped over. She had an enjoyable tickle reaction, a loud and uncontrolled laugh. We thrashed around on the grass, the rope came loose, and she lost her other sandal. I finally got her in a figure-four leg lock, completely by fortuitous accident. Then I tickled her foot for maybe 5 minutes total, long enough for both of our moms to come and check on us. They left us alone when they saw I was "just" tickling her - little did they know that I had a blue-steel boner.
We were friends all through high school, but I only got to tickle her twice more - a rib tickle (a few giggles worth) and a foot tickle (longer than 1 minute, less than 5.) She wasn't a ticklephile, but she didn't object too strongly either, regarded it as just playing. Full grown, she stood 4 foot 11 inches tall in her bare feet and weighed 85 pounds soaking wet.
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