I've posted true stories all over the place here, but I don't think I've told this one yet:
During a lull between girlfriends in college I start becoming obsessed with tickling. I think most of us have gone through that time when you are not doing any tickling at all and start to think about it continuously? Anyway, I had lots of female friends but for some reason this was causing more problems as it seemed there wasn't ANY tickling going on.
So one day me and a good friend were stiing in my dorm room watching television and shooting the breeze. She was at one end of the couch and I was the other and I had one leg tucked behind her and kind of buried in the seat cushion. She had socks on and I was barefoot as usual. I knew she was only slightly ticklish. On a seperate occasion as her boyfriend was tickling her she was telling him that she wasn't that ticklish at all by that I was the only one who could really get her. Something during the conversation led me to tickle her foot and I got a reaction. Spurred on by that I continued but she was able to control it. Surprsingly (as she had never really even tried to do this before) she asked if MY feet were ticklish and tickled the foot in front of her. Back then I could control it very well and just stuck my tounge out at her. Then she said something about the other one and I began to panic. She started tickled my bare foot and I was completely out of control. See, that one was nice and warm tucked back there and the way we were sitting she had it trapped. I fought with all I had to finally pull away and that was the end of that.
It probably stands out more because it was like an oasis in the desert for me at the time.
I'll share more!
~ toyou
During a lull between girlfriends in college I start becoming obsessed with tickling. I think most of us have gone through that time when you are not doing any tickling at all and start to think about it continuously? Anyway, I had lots of female friends but for some reason this was causing more problems as it seemed there wasn't ANY tickling going on.
So one day me and a good friend were stiing in my dorm room watching television and shooting the breeze. She was at one end of the couch and I was the other and I had one leg tucked behind her and kind of buried in the seat cushion. She had socks on and I was barefoot as usual. I knew she was only slightly ticklish. On a seperate occasion as her boyfriend was tickling her she was telling him that she wasn't that ticklish at all by that I was the only one who could really get her. Something during the conversation led me to tickle her foot and I got a reaction. Spurred on by that I continued but she was able to control it. Surprsingly (as she had never really even tried to do this before) she asked if MY feet were ticklish and tickled the foot in front of her. Back then I could control it very well and just stuck my tounge out at her. Then she said something about the other one and I began to panic. She started tickled my bare foot and I was completely out of control. See, that one was nice and warm tucked back there and the way we were sitting she had it trapped. I fought with all I had to finally pull away and that was the end of that.
It probably stands out more because it was like an oasis in the desert for me at the time.
I'll share more!
~ toyou