Well, the Good Doctor came over Friday night & since my little 'friend' was around, he couldn't make me dizzy like he loves to do, so he decided to just tickle me half to death, told me it was a medical fact that tickling me would relieve cramps (which I didn't have but anyway)
He told me all he wanted to hear for the next hour was my laughter. I was wearing a pair of pink boyshorts & a white tank top so I knew I was in big trouble! He straddled my hips & held my wrists above my head with one hand. (He's a big guy & much taller than me)
So he slid his fingers under each arm, alternating until I was giggling to bits. Every time I looked up at him he had this evil smile. He asked how it felt, would whisper "oh no!" when he would tickle a particlularly sensitive spot.
He gave me a second to breathe as his fingers slid under the tank top & just rested on my ribs. When my breathing returned to normal he told me he was going to tickle my belly, then started spider tickling my ribs, then down over my belly & both sides. I laughed & laughed as he just watched, obviously aroused at this point. Then of course I squeeled when he squeezed each hip until I felt my eyes watering.
When he stopped, he let my hands go & massaged my belly, asking if I was tired yet. I was exhausted! I slept until 10 Saturday morning!
He told me all he wanted to hear for the next hour was my laughter. I was wearing a pair of pink boyshorts & a white tank top so I knew I was in big trouble! He straddled my hips & held my wrists above my head with one hand. (He's a big guy & much taller than me)
So he slid his fingers under each arm, alternating until I was giggling to bits. Every time I looked up at him he had this evil smile. He asked how it felt, would whisper "oh no!" when he would tickle a particlularly sensitive spot.
He gave me a second to breathe as his fingers slid under the tank top & just rested on my ribs. When my breathing returned to normal he told me he was going to tickle my belly, then started spider tickling my ribs, then down over my belly & both sides. I laughed & laughed as he just watched, obviously aroused at this point. Then of course I squeeled when he squeezed each hip until I felt my eyes watering.
When he stopped, he let my hands go & massaged my belly, asking if I was tired yet. I was exhausted! I slept until 10 Saturday morning!
