A friend and I were playing cards on the couch one night. She's a 5'5" tall, petite, 30-something with a cute giggle when tickled lightly. Her giggle turns into a laugh, to a quiet squeal and then silent laughter when she's tickled firmly at her most sensitive spots.
As we were playing cards she turned facing me sitting on one leg and put the other up on the couch--her foot resting against my leg. We played for a while but the urge to run a finger up her sole was just too tempting. Her foot twitched but it wasn't the reaction I was hoping for. She's one of those who, depending on her mood, is very ticklish to not at all on her feet. I tried again with no luck. I posed the question, "Not ticklish tonight, huh?" Her response was a near taunting, "Nope." I reached over and squeezed her leg just above the knee for a few seconds. A tight smile spread across her face. She remained silent, struggling to hold in her giggles, but her twitching body betrayed the true impact of my actions. She's so much fun to taunt.
We finished our hand of cards. While she was gathering up the cards preparing to shuffle and deal I reached over squeezed her side at the base of her ribs. She's always ticklish on her ribs. : ) Again, she tried to hold in her giggles but was clearly having a harder time of it. I didn't let up and continued to slowly squeeze and knead her sensitive side. She wiggled around all the while trying very hard not to make a sound nor did she fend off my fingers. She almost never tries to stop someone from tickling. So very cute. I stopped squeezing but left my hand in place. Her body remained tense while she took short little rushed breaths just waiting for my fingers to start again. I retreated; card play resumed.
At the end of the hand I put my fingers right back where I had left off but did not touch her. She twitched and a half-giggle escaped. Ignoring my fingers she told me it was my turn to deal; I said I was busy at the moment and gave her ribs a quick squeeze. Without protest she reached to pick up the cards while I kept squeezing, poking and kneading her side. My efforts were paying off this time; her responses were becoming more animated and the frequently escaping giggles were turning into more of a laugh. She made some smarty-pants comment that I was going to make her drop the cards so I increased my attack on her side--she was starting to get weak. Nearly consumed by my one hand I started on her other side with my free hand. She continued to try and hold out but weakness overcame and she fell back against the couch arm (still holding cards in both hands) totally silent. I tickled her for a few more seconds then stopped and watched while she regained her composure then faked another attack. She squealed, dropped the cards and shrunk back into the couch with an adorable giggle. Her wrists were close to her stomach with her hands up trying to defend against another tickle. I teased her about taking so long to deal to which she made a comment about "someone" distracting her. I "distracted" her a few more times throughout the evening.
I've also seen her tickled by someone else who was sitting on her butt (she, face down) and tickling her sides without mercy. She barely tries to protect herself and I've never heard her protest. She often teases even when it's obvious she's about to be tickled. She's certainly a candidate for one who enjoys being tickled. : )
As we were playing cards she turned facing me sitting on one leg and put the other up on the couch--her foot resting against my leg. We played for a while but the urge to run a finger up her sole was just too tempting. Her foot twitched but it wasn't the reaction I was hoping for. She's one of those who, depending on her mood, is very ticklish to not at all on her feet. I tried again with no luck. I posed the question, "Not ticklish tonight, huh?" Her response was a near taunting, "Nope." I reached over and squeezed her leg just above the knee for a few seconds. A tight smile spread across her face. She remained silent, struggling to hold in her giggles, but her twitching body betrayed the true impact of my actions. She's so much fun to taunt.
We finished our hand of cards. While she was gathering up the cards preparing to shuffle and deal I reached over squeezed her side at the base of her ribs. She's always ticklish on her ribs. : ) Again, she tried to hold in her giggles but was clearly having a harder time of it. I didn't let up and continued to slowly squeeze and knead her sensitive side. She wiggled around all the while trying very hard not to make a sound nor did she fend off my fingers. She almost never tries to stop someone from tickling. So very cute. I stopped squeezing but left my hand in place. Her body remained tense while she took short little rushed breaths just waiting for my fingers to start again. I retreated; card play resumed.
At the end of the hand I put my fingers right back where I had left off but did not touch her. She twitched and a half-giggle escaped. Ignoring my fingers she told me it was my turn to deal; I said I was busy at the moment and gave her ribs a quick squeeze. Without protest she reached to pick up the cards while I kept squeezing, poking and kneading her side. My efforts were paying off this time; her responses were becoming more animated and the frequently escaping giggles were turning into more of a laugh. She made some smarty-pants comment that I was going to make her drop the cards so I increased my attack on her side--she was starting to get weak. Nearly consumed by my one hand I started on her other side with my free hand. She continued to try and hold out but weakness overcame and she fell back against the couch arm (still holding cards in both hands) totally silent. I tickled her for a few more seconds then stopped and watched while she regained her composure then faked another attack. She squealed, dropped the cards and shrunk back into the couch with an adorable giggle. Her wrists were close to her stomach with her hands up trying to defend against another tickle. I teased her about taking so long to deal to which she made a comment about "someone" distracting her. I "distracted" her a few more times throughout the evening.
I've also seen her tickled by someone else who was sitting on her butt (she, face down) and tickling her sides without mercy. She barely tries to protect herself and I've never heard her protest. She often teases even when it's obvious she's about to be tickled. She's certainly a candidate for one who enjoys being tickled. : )
