Johnnyboi36
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This is a true tickling story that is an account of a personal experience. It involves F/M and FF/M. I hope you enjoy it! 🙂
So this was a few years back. I was 22 at the time. I was visiting family for spring break, and I ended up going to the beach with my aunt and cousin for one of the days.
After a couple hours worth of wading out in the water, playing volleyball, etc, I began to play around in the sand, making sand castles/sculptures and that type of thing. My cousin (who we’ll just call “Ashley” without using her real name), who was 19 at the time, soon came over to join me. My aunt, Ashley’s mother, was sitting a few feet away from us on a blanket while she read a book. Eventually, the sand sculpting turned into digging a small trench. Ashley then asked me if I would like to be buried in the sand. I happily agreed, as I thought it sounded fun, and I laid in the trench without a second thought. In a matter of minutes, I was almost completely submerged in the sand. Ashley smoothed all the sand flat around me. I was tightly packed in. It was quite comfortable though. My head and feet were all that was popping out. Ashley smiled at her work. She then looked at my head and then my feet and then she got a mischievous smirk on her face. At that point, I kind of knew what she was probably thinking, but I wasn’t sure.
Without warning, Ashley then began to lightly tickle my feet. She scribbled her fingers on my bare soles, and I chuckled a bit and shifted around as much as I could in the sand (which wasn’t much at all I can assure you lol). Encouraged, Ashley kept going. She had never tickled me at any point in time previous to this. I guess it was just a spur of the moment kind of thing. I myself was actually somewhat enjoying it. For me, getting tickled is always kind of fun. I love laughing and tickling me is certainly a way to get that job done. Ashley was definitely enjoying herself as well. In retrospect, I think she got a kick out of the fact that she bet on the possibility of me being ticklish and it had paid off.
My aunt just watched the scene in amusement. Eventually, she just couldn’t resist. She put down her book and came over to join in the fun herself. Ashley was more than willing to have some help. With that, they each took one foot a piece with Ashley handling my right foot, and my aunt on my left, and they went to work tickling away. Soon, the air was filled with my booming, ticklish laughter. Ashley and my aunt were both giggling at my expense. They both tickled all over every last square inch of my feet. They did a great job of finding every single ticklish spot and kept me laughing. I never once protested or objected to the tickling. I just laughed and laughed. I think this encouraged them to keep going and made it all more fun for them too (maybe they would just kept going regardless though lol).
In either case, they kept up the tickle attack for the next 15 minutes or so. They did things like switch feet, change up their techniques and even mixed in some playful verbal teasing. They were certainly having a blast. Through all my laughter, I still remember seeing their giggling faces being lit up. Eventually, they finally let me out and thanked me for the good time. It was certainly a fun experience for everyone.
The end.
Thank you for reading! Any comments/questions are welcomed. 🙂
So this was a few years back. I was 22 at the time. I was visiting family for spring break, and I ended up going to the beach with my aunt and cousin for one of the days.
After a couple hours worth of wading out in the water, playing volleyball, etc, I began to play around in the sand, making sand castles/sculptures and that type of thing. My cousin (who we’ll just call “Ashley” without using her real name), who was 19 at the time, soon came over to join me. My aunt, Ashley’s mother, was sitting a few feet away from us on a blanket while she read a book. Eventually, the sand sculpting turned into digging a small trench. Ashley then asked me if I would like to be buried in the sand. I happily agreed, as I thought it sounded fun, and I laid in the trench without a second thought. In a matter of minutes, I was almost completely submerged in the sand. Ashley smoothed all the sand flat around me. I was tightly packed in. It was quite comfortable though. My head and feet were all that was popping out. Ashley smiled at her work. She then looked at my head and then my feet and then she got a mischievous smirk on her face. At that point, I kind of knew what she was probably thinking, but I wasn’t sure.
Without warning, Ashley then began to lightly tickle my feet. She scribbled her fingers on my bare soles, and I chuckled a bit and shifted around as much as I could in the sand (which wasn’t much at all I can assure you lol). Encouraged, Ashley kept going. She had never tickled me at any point in time previous to this. I guess it was just a spur of the moment kind of thing. I myself was actually somewhat enjoying it. For me, getting tickled is always kind of fun. I love laughing and tickling me is certainly a way to get that job done. Ashley was definitely enjoying herself as well. In retrospect, I think she got a kick out of the fact that she bet on the possibility of me being ticklish and it had paid off.
My aunt just watched the scene in amusement. Eventually, she just couldn’t resist. She put down her book and came over to join in the fun herself. Ashley was more than willing to have some help. With that, they each took one foot a piece with Ashley handling my right foot, and my aunt on my left, and they went to work tickling away. Soon, the air was filled with my booming, ticklish laughter. Ashley and my aunt were both giggling at my expense. They both tickled all over every last square inch of my feet. They did a great job of finding every single ticklish spot and kept me laughing. I never once protested or objected to the tickling. I just laughed and laughed. I think this encouraged them to keep going and made it all more fun for them too (maybe they would just kept going regardless though lol).
In either case, they kept up the tickle attack for the next 15 minutes or so. They did things like switch feet, change up their techniques and even mixed in some playful verbal teasing. They were certainly having a blast. Through all my laughter, I still remember seeing their giggling faces being lit up. Eventually, they finally let me out and thanked me for the good time. It was certainly a fun experience for everyone.
The end.
Thank you for reading! Any comments/questions are welcomed. 🙂
