Skribz1226
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Approximately one month ago My good friend Christine threw an awesome party for just about no reason. This girl had the works......A big inground pool, two bbq grills, and three games of beer pong at once. I'd say there was a rough estimate of about 30-40 people there; in and outside the house. Of course being a so called "ghettro" (metro-sexual)/(Ghetto), I decided to show up about an hour late so i wouldn't just be seen with the "rest" of the crowd.
By the time i got there everyone had already been slapped by the intoxicated stick, so i decided to take the backhand instead. It was great to see everybody there having a fantastic time...and also really great that most of the girls believed in birthday suits over cleavage (Jersey thing??). Anywayz Christine had a lovely sister named Jackie. Now Jackie looked like an amped-down version of Paris Hilton cut in half...but that's a good thing cuz as far as Paris is concerened she's an attractive female with a keen eye for common sense(no pun intended).
Jackie had already seen Captain Morgan about 15 times that night and had a hot date with the Comfort of the South. In short terms...yes she was shit-faced. My conversations involved...well me and the keg so it went real real well. I decided it was a good idea to just sit down after all the excitement so I plopped down on the couch with my friend Shawn. Shawn's the type of guy who considers D.U.I. a three letter word for the weak. As me and Shawny are rambling on about hard rock bands...Jackie walks in and sits between the both of us.
Now...as some already know i have quite a BIG foot fetish and love to be labeled as the so-called "ler". Fortunately enough....Shawn played by the same rules and look more determined than I to initiate the word "Tickle" upon Jackie. This couldn't have worked out better because Jackie was leaned up against Shawn's left arm and her legs were laid out on my lap. I've done my fair share of tickling in my life...but never have I expierienced a truely ticklish person.
I started to drag my left index finger up and down Jackie's foot, she started with a "no no no plz don't do that"...dude come on, that just makes us want to get involved more u knw??? I took all my ten finger and skribbled them over both of her feet while she wildly tried to kick free. The sound of "hahaahahahaha no no don't do that here!!!!!" and "come on plz i hate being tickled!!" ran rapid throughout the living room. I grabbed one foot and tickled the fuck out of it, but the other one decided to run its heel right down on my love bag. I was already so into tickling her feet i didn't even feel most of the pain...except the little loss of wind and synging pain in my stomach.
Shawn didn't hold back either...he began to dig his finger tips into her ribs and started squeezing her sides with the "crab claws" pinch pinch!!! Jackie's laughter was so loud that I thought the windows were gonna break or something, but that didn't stop me and Shawn from tickling the shit out of her. Some others walked in and saw us, surprisingly enough they cheered us on saying "get that!!!" and "make her pee!!!!"...which i really wasn't intending on doing but hey if it happens it happens so i flowed with it. It wasn't til about another half hour we stopped and she just laid lifeless on the couch saying "damn....u guys CANNOT do that any more plz!!!!".
We both laughed then left her there to regain "consciousness" as we finished our conversation with Mr. Keg and the spiced Jello.
Chrsitine's party will always be a night to remember, because as of right now Jackie's in my bathroom so i gotta be quick with the rest of this lolololol. Thanks for your time guys and i hope to hear back from ya!!!! peace!!!
By the time i got there everyone had already been slapped by the intoxicated stick, so i decided to take the backhand instead. It was great to see everybody there having a fantastic time...and also really great that most of the girls believed in birthday suits over cleavage (Jersey thing??). Anywayz Christine had a lovely sister named Jackie. Now Jackie looked like an amped-down version of Paris Hilton cut in half...but that's a good thing cuz as far as Paris is concerened she's an attractive female with a keen eye for common sense(no pun intended).
Jackie had already seen Captain Morgan about 15 times that night and had a hot date with the Comfort of the South. In short terms...yes she was shit-faced. My conversations involved...well me and the keg so it went real real well. I decided it was a good idea to just sit down after all the excitement so I plopped down on the couch with my friend Shawn. Shawn's the type of guy who considers D.U.I. a three letter word for the weak. As me and Shawny are rambling on about hard rock bands...Jackie walks in and sits between the both of us.
Now...as some already know i have quite a BIG foot fetish and love to be labeled as the so-called "ler". Fortunately enough....Shawn played by the same rules and look more determined than I to initiate the word "Tickle" upon Jackie. This couldn't have worked out better because Jackie was leaned up against Shawn's left arm and her legs were laid out on my lap. I've done my fair share of tickling in my life...but never have I expierienced a truely ticklish person.
I started to drag my left index finger up and down Jackie's foot, she started with a "no no no plz don't do that"...dude come on, that just makes us want to get involved more u knw??? I took all my ten finger and skribbled them over both of her feet while she wildly tried to kick free. The sound of "hahaahahahaha no no don't do that here!!!!!" and "come on plz i hate being tickled!!" ran rapid throughout the living room. I grabbed one foot and tickled the fuck out of it, but the other one decided to run its heel right down on my love bag. I was already so into tickling her feet i didn't even feel most of the pain...except the little loss of wind and synging pain in my stomach.
Shawn didn't hold back either...he began to dig his finger tips into her ribs and started squeezing her sides with the "crab claws" pinch pinch!!! Jackie's laughter was so loud that I thought the windows were gonna break or something, but that didn't stop me and Shawn from tickling the shit out of her. Some others walked in and saw us, surprisingly enough they cheered us on saying "get that!!!" and "make her pee!!!!"...which i really wasn't intending on doing but hey if it happens it happens so i flowed with it. It wasn't til about another half hour we stopped and she just laid lifeless on the couch saying "damn....u guys CANNOT do that any more plz!!!!".
We both laughed then left her there to regain "consciousness" as we finished our conversation with Mr. Keg and the spiced Jello.
Chrsitine's party will always be a night to remember, because as of right now Jackie's in my bathroom so i gotta be quick with the rest of this lolololol. Thanks for your time guys and i hope to hear back from ya!!!! peace!!!
