The following is one of my favorite stories that comes from her many true tickling experiences in high school. Last night as part of our foreplay I asked her again to tell me the story about this time she was tickled by her boyfriend and a friend of his.
She said "don't you ever get tired of hearing the same stories over again?" Of course I told her I never get tired of hearing them and this particular story she has told me at least twenty times, and I still get pretty worked up every time I hear it.
My wife had to take a few seconds to recall exactly what happened and she began by reminding me she was brought home from school by her boyfriend (the same one as told in my two previous stories) and a friend of his.
Kelley told me she didn't care to much about his friend because he was pretty much an arrogant jerk and thought he was something hot. Anyway, when they got to her house she told them they could come in for a while but had to leave before her parents came home from work because she wasn't allowed to have boys over with out them being home.
She said they were watching t.v. in the living room and she went to her room for something and when she was walking back down the hall she heard her boyfriend and his friend talking in a low tone about something she gathered they didn't want her to hear about.
Kelley said she asked what they were talking about so secretively and they acted like they didn't know what she was talking about.
Kelley said she knew they were up to something by the way they were acting and in a few minutes she was about to find out what it was.
After laying down on the couch with her boyfriend for a few minutes she noticed that the two were silently comunicating with each other and she said "alright you guys, what's going on?' and her boyfriend looked at his friend and said " ok, let's do it." and she said "do what?" and he said "this"
and he quickly got up and started to pull Kelley off the couch and onto the floor. She said "what are you doing, let me go." and he told his friend to pin her wrists over her head. Knowing now what was coming, Kelley tried to fight them off but they were to strong for her and his friend was able to pin her hands down over her head while her boyfriend straddled her waist.
Her boyfriend told her that he told his friend how ticklish she was and that they were going to tickle the hell out of her.
She said she begged them not to tickle her but she she knew she was in for a good tickling this time and there was nothing she could do about it.
Kelley said her boyfriend was still wearing his coat and he reached inside a pocket and pulled out a small red feather and she said " you had this planned out didn't you?" and he sais "sure did".
Her boyfriend began to tickle her nose with the feather which she said caused her to sneeze a couple of times. He continued slowly tickling her face and neck with the feather which she said didn't really tickle that much but she gigled anyway so that they wouldn't tickle her anywhere else.
She was wrong. Her boyfriend told his friend he was going to hold her down and told him to tickle her feet with the feather and he quickly grabbed Kelley's wrists while his friend sat on her shins. Kelley said she pleaded with her boyfriend not to let him tickle her feet but of of course he ignored her pleas.
Kelley said she remembered she was wearing nylons (knee highs she called them) and remembers this because when he started tickling her feet with the feather, it didn't tickle all that much because of the nylons.
After not getting any results he told her boyfriend that the feather wasn't working and he told him just to use his fingers then. That worked really well Kelley said, adding that for some reason it was tickling more than when her boyfriend tickled her feet and she thought it was because there was a strange new set of fingers tickling her and because she was wearing nylons which she said seemed to make her feet a little more ticklish.
Kelley said this guy was a pretty good tickler and did a thorough job tickling both feet at the same time and his technique was fast and light which made her laugh hysterically.
After tickling her feet for about five minutes, they gave her a little break and she thought it was over but after a couple of minutes they wrestled her back down onto the floor and his friend held her arms down while her boyfriend tickled her stretched out arms and slowly worked his way down to her underarms and then to her sides.
He tickled each of her ribs taking time on each one which she said was driving her insane. He continued to tickle her stomach and belly button for several minutes and finally to her hips which is one of her worts spots.
She said when he tickles her there, she usually bucks up and down like crazy, but now she was so worn out she could barely move.
He worked her upper body like this she said for a about fifteen minutes before they gave her another break and again after about a five minute break they tickled her for a third round.
This time they both tickled her at the same time, with her boyriend this time tickling her inner thighs and back of her knees and his friend sitting on her back tickling her sides. Unfortunatly for Kelley, her boyfriend while tickling the backs of her knees, found out her nylons were only the knee high type and reached into her pant legs and pulled off her nylons exposing her beautiful barefeet.
Her boyfriend said "let's see how the feather works on your barefeet now Kelley" and he began caressing the bottoms of her feet with the feather which she said did tickle but not that much until he started pulling the feather in between her toes.
She said this was maddening and it made her laugh like crazy and she told them they were tickling her to death and to please stop but they didn't stop tickling her exept to give her short breaks to get her breath back.
Just before they stopped tickling her her boyfriend said he would stop tickling her feet if she told him she loves it when he tickles her feet. She thought this was really weird and she yelled out "no you creep" and he continued to tickle her feet with his fingers and again said "tell me you love to have your feet tickled and I'll stop". She finally said "ok, ok, I love it when you tickle my feet, I love it, just please stop, I can't take it anymore!"
They did stop and she said she was mad and exausted and laid on the floor for several minutes while they said what a great time they had tickling her.
I was so turned on by this story I could barley stand it and she asked me how I liked that story and I told her I loved it especially the part where he made her say she loved it when he tickled her feet. He must have been one hell of a tickling fanatic.
I asked her if she ever got turned on by the ticklings she got and she said
she kind of did, especially when there was two or three guys tickling her and wresting her down.
Kelley in her sexy voice asked me "do you think you could really handle another man tickling me, espacially on my feet?" and the way she said it made my mouth go dry and my heart pound out of my chest and I told her sure I could and she said "you could handle him tying me down and tickling my feet until I couldn't stand it?" She continued "what if he he stripped me down to my bra and panties and straddled my waist and tickled my ribs without mercy, would that be fun to watch me laughing and begging for him to stop tickling me?" By now I'm ready to get down to business and she says "not yet, I'm not finished."
"What if I was laughing so hard, the front of my bra came undone and he took a feather and tickled my nipples until they got hard and I was getting turned on, what would do?" I told her I'd tell him to get out and I would make love to her while she was still tied down.
She knoiws that has for some reason always been a fantasy of mine and loves to try to make me jealous by talking about other guys tickling her. It also turns her on if prior to making love I come up with a "ticklish situation" for her to be in which I tell her all the details.
To see what she would say, I told her I really wanted to see her tickled for real and to my amazement she said " who could we get to tickle me?"
She made it clear she didn't want any strangers tickling her but someone we know would maybe be o.k.
I asked her if she had anyone in mind and she unfortunatly didn't have anyone in mind at the time however I suggested my best friend I've known all my life who I'm pretty sure is into tickling. I remember we would tickle each other's girlfriends when we were younger and he made the comment one time that to get back at this one girlfriend he wanted to roll her up in a blanket and tickle her feet.
I recall one time he had actually tickled my wife's feet all to briefly when we were leaving a bar one night.
Kelley was a little too tipsy and asked me to carry her out to the car and she was carrying her shoes. As we approached the car, I purposly swung her feet in his direction and he took the bait and immediatly started tickling both og Kelley's feet. She left out a sexy intoxicated laugh and said to me "don't let him tickle my feet!" and she whispered "did you like that?'
I told Kelley next time he invites us to his place we'll have to plan something to get her in a "ticklish situation". We'll have to see how that goes. Until next time, have a great weekend.
She said "don't you ever get tired of hearing the same stories over again?" Of course I told her I never get tired of hearing them and this particular story she has told me at least twenty times, and I still get pretty worked up every time I hear it.
My wife had to take a few seconds to recall exactly what happened and she began by reminding me she was brought home from school by her boyfriend (the same one as told in my two previous stories) and a friend of his.
Kelley told me she didn't care to much about his friend because he was pretty much an arrogant jerk and thought he was something hot. Anyway, when they got to her house she told them they could come in for a while but had to leave before her parents came home from work because she wasn't allowed to have boys over with out them being home.
She said they were watching t.v. in the living room and she went to her room for something and when she was walking back down the hall she heard her boyfriend and his friend talking in a low tone about something she gathered they didn't want her to hear about.
Kelley said she asked what they were talking about so secretively and they acted like they didn't know what she was talking about.
Kelley said she knew they were up to something by the way they were acting and in a few minutes she was about to find out what it was.
After laying down on the couch with her boyfriend for a few minutes she noticed that the two were silently comunicating with each other and she said "alright you guys, what's going on?' and her boyfriend looked at his friend and said " ok, let's do it." and she said "do what?" and he said "this"
and he quickly got up and started to pull Kelley off the couch and onto the floor. She said "what are you doing, let me go." and he told his friend to pin her wrists over her head. Knowing now what was coming, Kelley tried to fight them off but they were to strong for her and his friend was able to pin her hands down over her head while her boyfriend straddled her waist.
Her boyfriend told her that he told his friend how ticklish she was and that they were going to tickle the hell out of her.
She said she begged them not to tickle her but she she knew she was in for a good tickling this time and there was nothing she could do about it.
Kelley said her boyfriend was still wearing his coat and he reached inside a pocket and pulled out a small red feather and she said " you had this planned out didn't you?" and he sais "sure did".
Her boyfriend began to tickle her nose with the feather which she said caused her to sneeze a couple of times. He continued slowly tickling her face and neck with the feather which she said didn't really tickle that much but she gigled anyway so that they wouldn't tickle her anywhere else.
She was wrong. Her boyfriend told his friend he was going to hold her down and told him to tickle her feet with the feather and he quickly grabbed Kelley's wrists while his friend sat on her shins. Kelley said she pleaded with her boyfriend not to let him tickle her feet but of of course he ignored her pleas.
Kelley said she remembered she was wearing nylons (knee highs she called them) and remembers this because when he started tickling her feet with the feather, it didn't tickle all that much because of the nylons.
After not getting any results he told her boyfriend that the feather wasn't working and he told him just to use his fingers then. That worked really well Kelley said, adding that for some reason it was tickling more than when her boyfriend tickled her feet and she thought it was because there was a strange new set of fingers tickling her and because she was wearing nylons which she said seemed to make her feet a little more ticklish.
Kelley said this guy was a pretty good tickler and did a thorough job tickling both feet at the same time and his technique was fast and light which made her laugh hysterically.
After tickling her feet for about five minutes, they gave her a little break and she thought it was over but after a couple of minutes they wrestled her back down onto the floor and his friend held her arms down while her boyfriend tickled her stretched out arms and slowly worked his way down to her underarms and then to her sides.
He tickled each of her ribs taking time on each one which she said was driving her insane. He continued to tickle her stomach and belly button for several minutes and finally to her hips which is one of her worts spots.
She said when he tickles her there, she usually bucks up and down like crazy, but now she was so worn out she could barely move.
He worked her upper body like this she said for a about fifteen minutes before they gave her another break and again after about a five minute break they tickled her for a third round.
This time they both tickled her at the same time, with her boyriend this time tickling her inner thighs and back of her knees and his friend sitting on her back tickling her sides. Unfortunatly for Kelley, her boyfriend while tickling the backs of her knees, found out her nylons were only the knee high type and reached into her pant legs and pulled off her nylons exposing her beautiful barefeet.
Her boyfriend said "let's see how the feather works on your barefeet now Kelley" and he began caressing the bottoms of her feet with the feather which she said did tickle but not that much until he started pulling the feather in between her toes.
She said this was maddening and it made her laugh like crazy and she told them they were tickling her to death and to please stop but they didn't stop tickling her exept to give her short breaks to get her breath back.
Just before they stopped tickling her her boyfriend said he would stop tickling her feet if she told him she loves it when he tickles her feet. She thought this was really weird and she yelled out "no you creep" and he continued to tickle her feet with his fingers and again said "tell me you love to have your feet tickled and I'll stop". She finally said "ok, ok, I love it when you tickle my feet, I love it, just please stop, I can't take it anymore!"
They did stop and she said she was mad and exausted and laid on the floor for several minutes while they said what a great time they had tickling her.
I was so turned on by this story I could barley stand it and she asked me how I liked that story and I told her I loved it especially the part where he made her say she loved it when he tickled her feet. He must have been one hell of a tickling fanatic.
I asked her if she ever got turned on by the ticklings she got and she said
she kind of did, especially when there was two or three guys tickling her and wresting her down.
Kelley in her sexy voice asked me "do you think you could really handle another man tickling me, espacially on my feet?" and the way she said it made my mouth go dry and my heart pound out of my chest and I told her sure I could and she said "you could handle him tying me down and tickling my feet until I couldn't stand it?" She continued "what if he he stripped me down to my bra and panties and straddled my waist and tickled my ribs without mercy, would that be fun to watch me laughing and begging for him to stop tickling me?" By now I'm ready to get down to business and she says "not yet, I'm not finished."
"What if I was laughing so hard, the front of my bra came undone and he took a feather and tickled my nipples until they got hard and I was getting turned on, what would do?" I told her I'd tell him to get out and I would make love to her while she was still tied down.
She knoiws that has for some reason always been a fantasy of mine and loves to try to make me jealous by talking about other guys tickling her. It also turns her on if prior to making love I come up with a "ticklish situation" for her to be in which I tell her all the details.
To see what she would say, I told her I really wanted to see her tickled for real and to my amazement she said " who could we get to tickle me?"
She made it clear she didn't want any strangers tickling her but someone we know would maybe be o.k.
I asked her if she had anyone in mind and she unfortunatly didn't have anyone in mind at the time however I suggested my best friend I've known all my life who I'm pretty sure is into tickling. I remember we would tickle each other's girlfriends when we were younger and he made the comment one time that to get back at this one girlfriend he wanted to roll her up in a blanket and tickle her feet.
I recall one time he had actually tickled my wife's feet all to briefly when we were leaving a bar one night.
Kelley was a little too tipsy and asked me to carry her out to the car and she was carrying her shoes. As we approached the car, I purposly swung her feet in his direction and he took the bait and immediatly started tickling both og Kelley's feet. She left out a sexy intoxicated laugh and said to me "don't let him tickle my feet!" and she whispered "did you like that?'
I told Kelley next time he invites us to his place we'll have to plan something to get her in a "ticklish situation". We'll have to see how that goes. Until next time, have a great weekend.
