My sister had told me something that got me incredibly excited and stirred a lot of sexual feelings. Her old friend and college roommate Judy was coming to town for a visit. I had always had a crush on her from the time I was 11 years old. She was tall and thin and very pretty. I remember her in the old days wearing tight black capri pants which showed off her sexy ass.
Many years back when Judy and my sister were in college there was a party in my house. I was a young lad of 11 and was a real pain in the ass to my sister and her friends. I was running around bothering everyone and spotted Judy in my sister's room standing and reading a magazine. I decided to make believe I was going to vacuum and plugged in the machine on the floor. Judy was trying to ignore me and had no reaction. Next, I screwed off the attachment so the strength of the suction would be greater. I simply moved behind her and put the
attachment on her bottom, which gave her quite a startle. That got me her attention. She screamed and pulled away as I giggled like an idiot. Judy smiled and pushed me on the bed. She pounced on me and quickly tickled my sides and ribs for a couple of minutes, until I squirmed away.
I had always remembered this incident and it was one of my earliest memories of tickling. I had always fantasized about seeing Judy again and tickling her. I also fantasized about having sex with her throughout the years.
She was one of the reasons I had this fetish.
When my sister told me Judy was coming I had to know when she would be in her house. My sister Ellen informed me it would be on Saturday night. I was upset. I had some plans but I would have to break them. My sister laughed and said I was ridiculous. She knew I always liked Judy but I was silly to break plans to see her. The truth was that I would driven several hours to see her as I repeatedly thought of her over the years. I always remembered the brief tickle attack and wanted to get her back.
Then my sister informed me Judy was recently divorced and was a high school principal out west. That got my fantasy juices going. She told me that Judy was still pretty but a lot of time had passed. I really didn't care. Somehow I was going to get my hands on her ribs and belly and tickle her. I wanted to tickle her in more sensitive places too. I wanted to even the score. I also thought that since she was divorced and I did not have a girlfriend something nice could happen.
I really thought of Judy all week and could not wait to see her. Ellen told me Judy didn't age well and not to be disappointed. I went to the gym several times that week and got a haircut. I was pumped. I told myself not to make a fool of myself. If the opportunity presented itself I would do something. Saturday came and I finally got to my sister's home in the burbs. I had a glass of wine to relax and was figuring Judy was older and heavier and I would not be interested in tickling her. I went in and moved to the living room area. Some of my sisters old friends who I recognized and I exchanged pleasant greetings. I forgot about Judy for a few seconds and thought how silly I was. I bent down to pet my sister's mutt and Judy entered the room. She had aged very well. She was still pretty and thin. She turned to acknowledge another friend and I could see her butt was still shapely. She was in tight jeans and was easily the most attractive woman in the room.
I got up and we noticed each other. She laughed and told me that I looked great. I told her she looked sensational. We hugged and talked about the city, movies, jobs and whatever else. I asked how it was being a high school principal. She said she took self defense courses to keep in shape and make sure no one bothered her. She explained it was a rough school district but she was able to discipline her students. She smiled. I felt a stirring below the belt.
Did I detect some chemistry?. Other people entered the conversation and I did not see Judy for a bit. We interacted a little in the next few hours but I had a feeling that nothing was going to happen and I would have to be satisfied in just seeing her. It was a very warm night and I strolled out to my sister's yard. I sat in the screened in porch she had built. After a few minutes, I noticed a figure in the doorway watching me. ' "Hey,why are you sitting here all alone." It was Judy. . My heart fluttered. She joined me on the coach and we again began talking. My heart was beating fairly rapidly. I was thinking of doing what I wanted to for 30 years. I went for it. I reached down and quickly pulled up her sweater and ran my hands across her flat stomach. She smiled. 'So you remember" I certainly did. But the next thing shocked me though it shouldn't have. "I'll do the tickling around here, fella'" she exclaimed. She quickly went at me with both hands and got them under my short sleeved shirt. I went into hysterics and was very grateful that a life long desire was going to happen. But it was going differently then I imagined.
Judy giggled as she tickled my sides and ribs. I tried to fight her off but when a woman tickles me I am quite helpless. I sagged down to a laying position on the coach and Judy pressed her advantage. "tickle, tickle. poor little boy' she cooed. '"tickle, tickle poor little boy' I remembered that was how she taunted me 30 years ago. It was a turn on and a bit humiliating. She giggled and told me no one was in the house. They had all adjourned next door to Lisa and John's to watch movies of Africa. Judy pressed her advantage. I could feel her strong hands as she tickled my underarms. I fought back and came to a sitting position. I tickled her sides but got no reaction. "Silly boy, I am not ticklish at all. I used to kill my husband with it and he was helpless'. I have always used it against men. I know you love it. I told Ellen I was going to get you again. I realized my sister had helped conspire against me. in the meantime I was in a tickle battle with one of the first woman to tickle me. I used my weight and got on top of her. I softly tried to tickle her ribs but she really was not ticklish. She scissored her legs around my waist and reached again to my sides. "tickle, tickle little boy, how he needs to be tickled'"
I fell to the floor as the coach was really not big enough for the two of us. She quickly got on top of me and continued the assault. I was weakening. 'Say Judy please, I admit defeat" and I will be merciful" she informed me. 'No. I am going to get away" I informed her without too much conviction. She straddled me and was going to town on my pits. She used her perfectly manicured nails and soft fingers. I was erect and hurting. I needed badly a game changer. I fought desperately and pushed her off. However, she moved as fast as a cat and Ii was weakened from the tickling. She removed my pool shoes and softly tickled my feet. 'I know you love this, she laughed" Marty used to go into hysterics when I did this to him." She then used her nails and dragged them across my soles. I pushed away and tried to get up.
But Judy was not to be denied. She jumped on me again and somehow held my hands to my sides. She skillfully attacked my right side as she giggled. "Just say 'principal Judy, I admit defeat" and I will stop. Oterwise I am going to give you the tickling of your life and make You beg to ball me". With those words I was ready to burst but I continued the good fight. I tried to roll away and got onto my stomach. It was a bad position to be if I could not get up. Judy pounced immediately digging her hands to my sides and pits. I was laughing hard and my energy was leaving. I tried to get to my feet but this day the expert tickler was too good and quick. She dove at my legs and knocked me down to the carpet. 'I also played football with my brothers when I was young, mister." Judy removed her belt from her jeans and told me she was going to tie my hands. I could not allow this as I knew I would be in for a real bad tickling. "Last chance, , say principal Judy, I admit defeat and I will let you go" I tried to get my energy back but Judy quickly used the belt to secure my hands behind me. She had grabbed my wrists and tugged which enabled her to accomplish that. This strong sexy woman was dominating me and now I was in trouble. I fought to my feet but my hands were useless. Judy advanced and flipped me to the ground. She also knew martial arts as she said earlier in the night. This time she pounced and tickled my sides. 'No mercy now, she exclaimed". She began removing my jeans and slid them past my butt. But somehow the belt was coming off. I summoned all my energy and got to my feet. I tackled her to the ground and kissed her passionately. She was very receptive and wrapped her legs around me. She was just a dominant woman. I had to have her. I clawed at her sweater and jeans and pulled them off. She began helping me. At last we were both naked. I pressed against her. I nibbled her lovely breast. I moved between her legs and began to taste her love juices. I was fully erect as a life long fantasy was happening. I entered her and pumped furiously. We both climaxed together and rested. About 20 seconds later my sister Ellen yelled "that actually was pretty hot". She had been at the door watching. Judy looked up and said, 'I am not nearly through with him" I realized that sometimes fantasies can come true.
Part 2 to follow.
Many years back when Judy and my sister were in college there was a party in my house. I was a young lad of 11 and was a real pain in the ass to my sister and her friends. I was running around bothering everyone and spotted Judy in my sister's room standing and reading a magazine. I decided to make believe I was going to vacuum and plugged in the machine on the floor. Judy was trying to ignore me and had no reaction. Next, I screwed off the attachment so the strength of the suction would be greater. I simply moved behind her and put the
attachment on her bottom, which gave her quite a startle. That got me her attention. She screamed and pulled away as I giggled like an idiot. Judy smiled and pushed me on the bed. She pounced on me and quickly tickled my sides and ribs for a couple of minutes, until I squirmed away.
I had always remembered this incident and it was one of my earliest memories of tickling. I had always fantasized about seeing Judy again and tickling her. I also fantasized about having sex with her throughout the years.
She was one of the reasons I had this fetish.
When my sister told me Judy was coming I had to know when she would be in her house. My sister Ellen informed me it would be on Saturday night. I was upset. I had some plans but I would have to break them. My sister laughed and said I was ridiculous. She knew I always liked Judy but I was silly to break plans to see her. The truth was that I would driven several hours to see her as I repeatedly thought of her over the years. I always remembered the brief tickle attack and wanted to get her back.
Then my sister informed me Judy was recently divorced and was a high school principal out west. That got my fantasy juices going. She told me that Judy was still pretty but a lot of time had passed. I really didn't care. Somehow I was going to get my hands on her ribs and belly and tickle her. I wanted to tickle her in more sensitive places too. I wanted to even the score. I also thought that since she was divorced and I did not have a girlfriend something nice could happen.
I really thought of Judy all week and could not wait to see her. Ellen told me Judy didn't age well and not to be disappointed. I went to the gym several times that week and got a haircut. I was pumped. I told myself not to make a fool of myself. If the opportunity presented itself I would do something. Saturday came and I finally got to my sister's home in the burbs. I had a glass of wine to relax and was figuring Judy was older and heavier and I would not be interested in tickling her. I went in and moved to the living room area. Some of my sisters old friends who I recognized and I exchanged pleasant greetings. I forgot about Judy for a few seconds and thought how silly I was. I bent down to pet my sister's mutt and Judy entered the room. She had aged very well. She was still pretty and thin. She turned to acknowledge another friend and I could see her butt was still shapely. She was in tight jeans and was easily the most attractive woman in the room.
I got up and we noticed each other. She laughed and told me that I looked great. I told her she looked sensational. We hugged and talked about the city, movies, jobs and whatever else. I asked how it was being a high school principal. She said she took self defense courses to keep in shape and make sure no one bothered her. She explained it was a rough school district but she was able to discipline her students. She smiled. I felt a stirring below the belt.
Did I detect some chemistry?. Other people entered the conversation and I did not see Judy for a bit. We interacted a little in the next few hours but I had a feeling that nothing was going to happen and I would have to be satisfied in just seeing her. It was a very warm night and I strolled out to my sister's yard. I sat in the screened in porch she had built. After a few minutes, I noticed a figure in the doorway watching me. ' "Hey,why are you sitting here all alone." It was Judy. . My heart fluttered. She joined me on the coach and we again began talking. My heart was beating fairly rapidly. I was thinking of doing what I wanted to for 30 years. I went for it. I reached down and quickly pulled up her sweater and ran my hands across her flat stomach. She smiled. 'So you remember" I certainly did. But the next thing shocked me though it shouldn't have. "I'll do the tickling around here, fella'" she exclaimed. She quickly went at me with both hands and got them under my short sleeved shirt. I went into hysterics and was very grateful that a life long desire was going to happen. But it was going differently then I imagined.
Judy giggled as she tickled my sides and ribs. I tried to fight her off but when a woman tickles me I am quite helpless. I sagged down to a laying position on the coach and Judy pressed her advantage. "tickle, tickle. poor little boy' she cooed. '"tickle, tickle poor little boy' I remembered that was how she taunted me 30 years ago. It was a turn on and a bit humiliating. She giggled and told me no one was in the house. They had all adjourned next door to Lisa and John's to watch movies of Africa. Judy pressed her advantage. I could feel her strong hands as she tickled my underarms. I fought back and came to a sitting position. I tickled her sides but got no reaction. "Silly boy, I am not ticklish at all. I used to kill my husband with it and he was helpless'. I have always used it against men. I know you love it. I told Ellen I was going to get you again. I realized my sister had helped conspire against me. in the meantime I was in a tickle battle with one of the first woman to tickle me. I used my weight and got on top of her. I softly tried to tickle her ribs but she really was not ticklish. She scissored her legs around my waist and reached again to my sides. "tickle, tickle little boy, how he needs to be tickled'"
I fell to the floor as the coach was really not big enough for the two of us. She quickly got on top of me and continued the assault. I was weakening. 'Say Judy please, I admit defeat" and I will be merciful" she informed me. 'No. I am going to get away" I informed her without too much conviction. She straddled me and was going to town on my pits. She used her perfectly manicured nails and soft fingers. I was erect and hurting. I needed badly a game changer. I fought desperately and pushed her off. However, she moved as fast as a cat and Ii was weakened from the tickling. She removed my pool shoes and softly tickled my feet. 'I know you love this, she laughed" Marty used to go into hysterics when I did this to him." She then used her nails and dragged them across my soles. I pushed away and tried to get up.
But Judy was not to be denied. She jumped on me again and somehow held my hands to my sides. She skillfully attacked my right side as she giggled. "Just say 'principal Judy, I admit defeat" and I will stop. Oterwise I am going to give you the tickling of your life and make You beg to ball me". With those words I was ready to burst but I continued the good fight. I tried to roll away and got onto my stomach. It was a bad position to be if I could not get up. Judy pounced immediately digging her hands to my sides and pits. I was laughing hard and my energy was leaving. I tried to get to my feet but this day the expert tickler was too good and quick. She dove at my legs and knocked me down to the carpet. 'I also played football with my brothers when I was young, mister." Judy removed her belt from her jeans and told me she was going to tie my hands. I could not allow this as I knew I would be in for a real bad tickling. "Last chance, , say principal Judy, I admit defeat and I will let you go" I tried to get my energy back but Judy quickly used the belt to secure my hands behind me. She had grabbed my wrists and tugged which enabled her to accomplish that. This strong sexy woman was dominating me and now I was in trouble. I fought to my feet but my hands were useless. Judy advanced and flipped me to the ground. She also knew martial arts as she said earlier in the night. This time she pounced and tickled my sides. 'No mercy now, she exclaimed". She began removing my jeans and slid them past my butt. But somehow the belt was coming off. I summoned all my energy and got to my feet. I tackled her to the ground and kissed her passionately. She was very receptive and wrapped her legs around me. She was just a dominant woman. I had to have her. I clawed at her sweater and jeans and pulled them off. She began helping me. At last we were both naked. I pressed against her. I nibbled her lovely breast. I moved between her legs and began to taste her love juices. I was fully erect as a life long fantasy was happening. I entered her and pumped furiously. We both climaxed together and rested. About 20 seconds later my sister Ellen yelled "that actually was pretty hot". She had been at the door watching. Judy looked up and said, 'I am not nearly through with him" I realized that sometimes fantasies can come true.
Part 2 to follow.
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