This story takes place in pieces, on several random days between December 2006 and January 2007. There is minor talk of sexual activity along with some sexual activity itself too. Defiantly a PG-13 story at the least, so you're warned.
Let me go back to the beginning, before the actual events of the story took place. I had met Ashley only once during the spring semester of my 10th grade year in a Biology class next to my Biology Honors class. We were dissecting frogs that week and the teachers decided to get both classes together to go over some procedures, what to do and not to do ect. She caught my eye the moment I walked in, easily winning the title of hottest girl in the class, if not her entire c/o 07. She stood about 5'3, had long brown hair the flowed past her shoulders, bright hazel eyes and a smile to die for. I found out my buddy had a crush on her in the class, so I teased him and called her over to embarrass him. It was the only interaction we had that year.
Summer came and myspace was becoming the "thing" at the time. I randomly got an add request from her, though we seldom talked. I was more or less a random person to add to her friends total. At the end of the summer though, she started dating my friend Chris and with that, started talking to me to find the dirt on him. Over time the talking increased and we basically became online friends; never hanging out but talked everyday online. Through random convos she admitted she was very ticklish and only gave out her sides and feet were her spots. It was enough for me. After a couple of years Chris and Ashley broke up, and we didn't talk much anymore.
Then winter break '06 came, and I got a random message from Ashley on facebook. She asked how I was doing and I her, caught up a bit and then found out she was kicked out of her house when her parents found out she had sex with her boyfriend of a few months (they were very religious, and were disgusted with it, along with the person being their pastors son). I felt bad and offered her a place to stay in our guest bedroom long enough to find a permanent place if she couldn't go anywhere else. She quickly abloged and was over two days later.
It had been nearly two and a half years since I saw this girl, but damn had she come into her own. She was about 5'6 now, still had long flowing brown hair with some streaks of lighter brown in it. Had a coke bottle figure with a very nice and firm breast's and quite a nice booty. I had never seen her feet before, but they were a good 8 out of 10 if I had to rate them. Size 8 (said her boots that were left in my room more often than not). Toes shrank in descending order from big toe to pinky. Nails were painted a glossy peach and her foot was kept in relatively good shape.
So she came over. The guest room was cluttered with crap so she took my bed while I took the floor. Nothing good tickling wise happened until a week after she was staying with me.
It was about 10 am, and we were both heading out to work. She was in my kitchen, leaning against the counter and texting on her phone. I creped up behind her, not exactly remembering that she was tickling, but trying to scare her more so. I got behind her and squeezed her sides twice right above her hip bone. The reaction was golden. She shrieked and lept about a foot in the air and released a few giggles spinning around quickly and clutching her chest.
"Jesus Christ, you scared me to death!"
I laughed, "Sorry, I had too."
Her next line as she rubbed her sides was music to my ears, "Wow, I haven't been tickled in sooo long. I am soo ticklish, you need to be careful!"
I just smirked and walked past her to head to work but the whole time I was screaming JACKPOT! in my head.
A day passed and she had stayed at a friends the night we worked. The next night however she came home abosolutely hammered. She came into my room, giggling like a girl and kicked off her flip flops and ploped on the edge of my bed while i sat on the opposite end.
"Where were you the whole night, it's 2am! I was about to lock you out and go to bed."
"I'm sorrry...I was at a party. I got so trasheddddddd."
Oh brother. As if the glazed eyes and stumbling around my house didn't give that away.
"Yeah, I can tell. what happened?"
She giggled some more and began taking off her scarf, jacket and unbuckled her belt and pants button. She had my attention!
"Well I remember playing some beer pong then Max took me inside and we made out a bit, and we started to do stuff, but he was sooo tiny, I couldn't even hold him! And I started to sober up a bit so I left him and had some more to drink and then my friend drove me here." She giggled some more.
Max. What a character. A jock if there ever was one (I was one, but he was the stereotypical DUMB jock). Defiantly took roids in high school and was on the weight lifting team. A real jackass too. Had no problem getting 10 girls drunk and sleeping with them all that night.
"Nice. That defiantly screams he takes steroids, hahaha. Lucky for me I get to be big and all natural."
She gave me as a sexy a look a fairly drunk girl could give and winked saying, "So you would be much bigger then him then huh?"
I laughed. "Yeah, I'd like to think so."
"I don't believe you."
Alright, this puts me on the fringe of being a jackass who takes advantage of a drunken encounter while being sober. But she is sooo hot, and how often do you get the opportunity to use all the good lines and try and win big.
So I smirked and said "Guess you'd have to see to believe."
She giggled and sat up, sexily crawling over and just kissed me. It was bliss. We made out for a few minutes before her hand slid down and began rubbing my mini me. Got him all awake, took him out of the house, got a nice handjob and some well wanted release as I hadn't "gotten any" in a few months before that point. She expressed she was impressed with size and it led to me making some moves on her. After taking off her shirt i lightly licked down her chest from between her breasts to her belly button. She giggled the whole time.
"That tickles sooo much."
I smirked and just dug into her sides while blowing a few rasberrys. She laughed her head off and I payed her back for what she gave me, and we both went to sleep.
A week or so later she came home from worked and ploped on my bed while I sad a few feet away in my computer chair. She laid on her belly with her bare feet hanging over the bed.
After a few minutes of chit chat, I reached over and dragged my foot from the balls of her feet to the hell. Her foot jerked and she yelped.
"Oooh not that, my feet are too ticklish."
That just enticed me more, and I gladly tickled her feet without restraint for about ten minutes. She giggled and yelped here and there with a "Stop! I'm too tireddd!" once or twice in there, but she never pulled away or moved her feet. I think she enjoyed it.
A few weeks later she moved out, and we haven't talked much since. I recently saw her at school and asked her to dinner and a movie to catch up, so we'll see how that goes!
Let me go back to the beginning, before the actual events of the story took place. I had met Ashley only once during the spring semester of my 10th grade year in a Biology class next to my Biology Honors class. We were dissecting frogs that week and the teachers decided to get both classes together to go over some procedures, what to do and not to do ect. She caught my eye the moment I walked in, easily winning the title of hottest girl in the class, if not her entire c/o 07. She stood about 5'3, had long brown hair the flowed past her shoulders, bright hazel eyes and a smile to die for. I found out my buddy had a crush on her in the class, so I teased him and called her over to embarrass him. It was the only interaction we had that year.
Summer came and myspace was becoming the "thing" at the time. I randomly got an add request from her, though we seldom talked. I was more or less a random person to add to her friends total. At the end of the summer though, she started dating my friend Chris and with that, started talking to me to find the dirt on him. Over time the talking increased and we basically became online friends; never hanging out but talked everyday online. Through random convos she admitted she was very ticklish and only gave out her sides and feet were her spots. It was enough for me. After a couple of years Chris and Ashley broke up, and we didn't talk much anymore.
Then winter break '06 came, and I got a random message from Ashley on facebook. She asked how I was doing and I her, caught up a bit and then found out she was kicked out of her house when her parents found out she had sex with her boyfriend of a few months (they were very religious, and were disgusted with it, along with the person being their pastors son). I felt bad and offered her a place to stay in our guest bedroom long enough to find a permanent place if she couldn't go anywhere else. She quickly abloged and was over two days later.
It had been nearly two and a half years since I saw this girl, but damn had she come into her own. She was about 5'6 now, still had long flowing brown hair with some streaks of lighter brown in it. Had a coke bottle figure with a very nice and firm breast's and quite a nice booty. I had never seen her feet before, but they were a good 8 out of 10 if I had to rate them. Size 8 (said her boots that were left in my room more often than not). Toes shrank in descending order from big toe to pinky. Nails were painted a glossy peach and her foot was kept in relatively good shape.
So she came over. The guest room was cluttered with crap so she took my bed while I took the floor. Nothing good tickling wise happened until a week after she was staying with me.
It was about 10 am, and we were both heading out to work. She was in my kitchen, leaning against the counter and texting on her phone. I creped up behind her, not exactly remembering that she was tickling, but trying to scare her more so. I got behind her and squeezed her sides twice right above her hip bone. The reaction was golden. She shrieked and lept about a foot in the air and released a few giggles spinning around quickly and clutching her chest.
"Jesus Christ, you scared me to death!"
I laughed, "Sorry, I had too."
Her next line as she rubbed her sides was music to my ears, "Wow, I haven't been tickled in sooo long. I am soo ticklish, you need to be careful!"
I just smirked and walked past her to head to work but the whole time I was screaming JACKPOT! in my head.
A day passed and she had stayed at a friends the night we worked. The next night however she came home abosolutely hammered. She came into my room, giggling like a girl and kicked off her flip flops and ploped on the edge of my bed while i sat on the opposite end.
"Where were you the whole night, it's 2am! I was about to lock you out and go to bed."
"I'm sorrry...I was at a party. I got so trasheddddddd."
Oh brother. As if the glazed eyes and stumbling around my house didn't give that away.
"Yeah, I can tell. what happened?"
She giggled some more and began taking off her scarf, jacket and unbuckled her belt and pants button. She had my attention!
"Well I remember playing some beer pong then Max took me inside and we made out a bit, and we started to do stuff, but he was sooo tiny, I couldn't even hold him! And I started to sober up a bit so I left him and had some more to drink and then my friend drove me here." She giggled some more.
Max. What a character. A jock if there ever was one (I was one, but he was the stereotypical DUMB jock). Defiantly took roids in high school and was on the weight lifting team. A real jackass too. Had no problem getting 10 girls drunk and sleeping with them all that night.
"Nice. That defiantly screams he takes steroids, hahaha. Lucky for me I get to be big and all natural."
She gave me as a sexy a look a fairly drunk girl could give and winked saying, "So you would be much bigger then him then huh?"
I laughed. "Yeah, I'd like to think so."
"I don't believe you."
Alright, this puts me on the fringe of being a jackass who takes advantage of a drunken encounter while being sober. But she is sooo hot, and how often do you get the opportunity to use all the good lines and try and win big.
So I smirked and said "Guess you'd have to see to believe."
She giggled and sat up, sexily crawling over and just kissed me. It was bliss. We made out for a few minutes before her hand slid down and began rubbing my mini me. Got him all awake, took him out of the house, got a nice handjob and some well wanted release as I hadn't "gotten any" in a few months before that point. She expressed she was impressed with size and it led to me making some moves on her. After taking off her shirt i lightly licked down her chest from between her breasts to her belly button. She giggled the whole time.
"That tickles sooo much."
I smirked and just dug into her sides while blowing a few rasberrys. She laughed her head off and I payed her back for what she gave me, and we both went to sleep.
A week or so later she came home from worked and ploped on my bed while I sad a few feet away in my computer chair. She laid on her belly with her bare feet hanging over the bed.
After a few minutes of chit chat, I reached over and dragged my foot from the balls of her feet to the hell. Her foot jerked and she yelped.
"Oooh not that, my feet are too ticklish."
That just enticed me more, and I gladly tickled her feet without restraint for about ten minutes. She giggled and yelped here and there with a "Stop! I'm too tireddd!" once or twice in there, but she never pulled away or moved her feet. I think she enjoyed it.
A few weeks later she moved out, and we haven't talked much since. I recently saw her at school and asked her to dinner and a movie to catch up, so we'll see how that goes!