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Just wanted to say thanks to everyone for the kind words on the stories 😉 Hope everyone had a great Easter:super_hap
The Longest Tickle I Ever Had
Written by Tower98
It was a Saturday evening in the middle of summer. My friends on the University basketball team were getting together to celebrate their deep run in the tournament. They were so proud and upbeat. It was such an honor to be invited to the party. It was my first year working with the team and already I was one of them. I was an assistant trainer that mostly tapped the girl’s ankles before the games. They were all such good natured girls I immediately felt welcomed.
When I arrived at the party the girls were all at the pool drinking and laughing in the sun. I noticed some others in the pool and a few more girls on lawn chairs around the pool. Ashley called for me to come over and I was glad she spotted me. Such a friendly girl she was. Always smiling and quick to make you at ease she had a real talent with people.
Ashley took me inside and talked with me as I changed into my bikini. Once I was settled we went in to the yard and got a drink to cool off. Sitting by the pool I waved to the other girls from the team that I recognized. I was getting a little bored listening to Ashley go on and on about her boyfriend. When I turned my head to say hi to Pam, the big center from the team, Ashley got annoyed.
It was really funny to see the 5’4 Ashley with the 6’5 Pam. They were actually best friends. Both girls were very pretty and very fit. Pam’s long legs were trim and smooth, not to mention very strong. Even her long arms were nice and toned. For such a tall girl she really was very sexy. Ashley to was strong and had this sexy look. And they were both very fast.
Well my trouble started when both girls tried talking to me at once. My head darted back and forth as I tried o listen to them both. When I decided to just shrug my shoulders and listen to Ashley because she yelled my name I was tickled from behind by Pam to get my attention.
When I’m tickled I always react the same. Scream, and then fight. Jumping foreword to get away from the tickler I then swatted her hand away from me. This just inspired Pam to keep playing. Thinking it was funny to make me jump she reached out with her long arms and tickled my sided once again with her long fingers.
“Get her” Ashley barked out amused at my plight.
This time my simple tactic of swatting her hand away was useless. Taking my hand she pulled me into her big, tall, strong body. Little 5’3 me was no watch for her. My back slammed into her stomach and I felt her arms squeeze around me, holding me tight against her.
“A little ticklish are we” she asked from the clouds above.
Knowing what was going to happen next I stepped on her barefoot with mine and I tried to cause her enough pain to free me. I felt my body get raised up as she bear hugged me off the ground and then brought me back to my feet. When I felt her fingers pressing into my sides I immediately cursed at her. I think my laughter made her thing I was goofing around though because she just kept on tickling.
“You sound ticklish” Ashley said with a growing smile.
Trashing about did little to loosen Pam’s hold on me. In fact I believe it only made it more entertaining for her. I was in real trouble when her prying fingers tickled against my sensitive stomach. I knees buckled and after only a few short tickles across my stomach I collapsed onto my legs. Trying to fall into the fetal position to hide was not going to be allowed.
Pam pulled me up off the ground and wrapped her arms tight around my shoulders with my arms above my head. I was really struggling to get free and I was happy to see she was not going to be able to tickle me as long as I was fighting her.
Out of no where Ashley joined the fun. Using a two hand attack her fingers went to work on my stomach. Moving from side to side she worked all of my stomach. My loud torturous laughter was drawing attention though. If I could only take it a few more minutes someone would come to my rescue.
I was standing on my tipsy toes as Ashley tickled my stomach. Hair on the back of my neck was standing up the tickling scared me so bad. I could now hear my rescuers offering their encouragement to my tormentors now.
“Tickle her girl’s”
“Get her good ladies”
And “laugh puppet laugh” were some of the loud comments that could be heard over my laughing.
It was going to be up to me to get free. I had to stop the tickling so I kicked at Ashley. It worked to! Ashley jumped back after I kicked her in the leg. How was I supposed to know that would only make her want to tickle me more? My legs were kicking to keep her from coming back after my ticklish stomach.
“Hold her still Pam!” Ashley giggled as she said it.
Pam was giggling as she spun me around with my legs kicking and me screaming…”HEEEELLLLLPPPPPP!”
Suddenly the sky was all I could see as Pam fell onto her back. Before I could ask if she was okay I felt her legs come over mine and her ankles locked together pinning me in her hold. My arms still above my head, unable to move now, I was totally defenseless now.
“Don’t you dare?” I warned Ashley as she straddled my waist adding to my confinement.
“TICKLE…TICKLE…TICKLE…”the gallery chanted from the pool.
“You want some of this?” Ashley asked as her fingers wiggled above my stomach.
“NO!” I shouted for everyone to hear.
I soon found out she really was not asking me a question, it was more of a taunt of what was coming. My body tried to kick, punch, run, but I was being held rather well and could not move. Watching those wiggling fingers come down onto my ticklish stomach really made me tingle all over.
“NNOOOOOO…hehehehehehhehehehehhhheeeee”
I’m proud to say that I was struggling so much Pam had to really hold me tight. It’s to bad Ashley had free reign to tickle me though. After she produced gut wrenching laughter from me as she tickled my navel and sides her fingers found my waist line.
“STOP! Hehehehe…BITCH!” I managed to get out before she really started to tickle me good.
“That’s really going to make me stop stupid” Ashley said with a grin.
My waist was rocking back and forth it tickled so much. Even though I could only move like an inch or so it at least made the tickling move so it was not on the same spot for to long.
“Hey…someone tickle her feet!” Pam yelled at her teammates who were all enjoying the show.
“Don’t do it!” I yelled right back.
When I saw the 5’7 Dora running over I felt my stomach turn over. Another sweet girl who seemed so laid back. It was the teams foreword and she was about to tickle my feet. I tried to kick my feet as best I could because Pam’s leg lock kept me from moving my legs to much.
“Don’t do it Dora” I begged as Ashley found that spot on my side that brought laughter from me instantly.
My spine went cold as I felt ten fingers lightly tickle up my feet from my heel to my toes. My head slammed into Pam’s breasts as I laughed much to her amusement. When she told me I was stronger then she thought I wanted to tell her to tickle me one on one then, but I was laughing to hard.
Thankfully I was able to keep switching feet so one would not take all the tickle torture. Ashley was slowing down as she started laughing at me because I was laughing so hard. Maybe I can keep my sanity I thought. Then I was disappointed to hear Dora down at my feet yell to her friends…” someone hold her feet down for me, she keeps kicking at my hands.”
My hope faded away as I saw Kelly come running over eager to help her teammates tickle little old me. Kelly was the 5’4 shooting guard who could have been a calendar girl she was so pretty. I felt like I was watching a life guard come running at me. When she to sat down at my feet and I felt her arm wrap around my ankles and her one hand hold my big toes together I realized she would make a better dungeon master.
Unable to move my feet Dora was able to tickle both feet with out having to fight my feet. Ten fingers lightly running back and forth my ticklish feet seemed to make my body want to explode. It was proving tricky to fight as I was laughing so hard though. Surprisingly my energy was far from gone. A curse that I now realized from working out every day.
Then I thought if I no longer put up a fight they might get bored and leave me alone. Of course that’s really hard to do when your body is demanding you to stop the tickling.
“Such cute feet…and these babies are super ticklish” Dora figured out. [Thanks Dora] This seemed to really make the girl’s want to tickle me more.
The cute adorable red head Jill made her way over to my ticklish feet. Sitting down next to Dora she said she had to see for her self. Now I had ten fingers tickling each foot! This really made me try to get free. It was beyond torture for me now. When you have tears coming out of your eyes you would think they would stop the tickling. In stead I get…
“Cool…she’s crying!”
Of course everyone had to stop for a moment and take a look for themselves. There I was being held down unable to move and then I had everyone looking at me like I was a new baby. Someone pinched my face and said; “gootchy gootchy goo” and others just laughed and moved away, Sarah was the only one to wipe away my tears of torture.
My 5’8 power foreword was so nice to help me out. When she sat down next to my face I noticed she leaned foreword. Maybe she was going to whisper some words of encouragement I thought as she lowered her face towards mine.
“Ticklish here?” she asked as her long fingers tickled me under my arms.
“AAAHHHHHH…” I cried out in ticklish horror.
My body was burning it all tickled so badly. These girl’s were tickling me so slow and delicately it was really tickle torture. They new it to and they thought it was just so really, really funny to watch.
“You think you can take much more?” Sarah asked.
“She sure can…you can take it champ. Don’t give in!” Pam said trying to motivate me. What was she insane! I didn’t want to take it anymore.
When Sarah asked me where it was that I got my hair done I snapped.
“Bitch!”
Mercifully Pam’s legs were getting tired from holding me and she released my legs. This must have been the cue for the tickling to stop. Everyone was laughing as I caught my breath. Ashley stood up to stretch and Pam reached up with her hands to stretch as well. In one quick motion I hit Pam in the sides with my elbows and kicked the girls at my feet and tried to get up.
My heart was racing as I tried to figure out what to do and where to go. Before I could take a step though Sarah grabbed my left arm. Ashley quickly took hold of my right hand. They both pulled in opposite directions to keep me still.
“And to think we were going to stop! Someone is very naughty.” Pam said as she massaged her sides where I hit her.
“I’m…I’m sorry…I just…well…”
“Hey…now I’m going to tickle me a foot” Pam said as her friends all laughed knowing she was going to tickle me anyway.
“Stay away” I warned.
Dora moved towards me, looking to tickle my stomach but I kicked her away.
The teammates were all laughing as Dora ran away. I was feeling proud of myself until I felt my right ankle get grabbed. Now I knew why they were laughing, I was tricked. Pam was sitting as she bent my leg behind me and left me standing on one leg. My arms were still stretched out as Pam tapped her fingers against my sole asking me,
“Is this foot really ticklish? If so, what would you do so it would not get tickled?”
“Oh Pam…fuck you!” I yelled as her friends pointed at her and laughed saying…
“She told you!”
Of course I knew I had just pissed the giant off. I began to jump on my one foot as Pam slowly moved her finger across my sole.
“So you want to play?”
My body could barely stand on one foot as she tickled my other foot.
My situation was amusing everyone. All eyes were on me as I stood on one foot and had the other getting tickled. Pam made sure her tickling fingers slowly inched along my ticklish sole, wiggling her finger when she tickled a spot that left me screaming.
“Ticklish little foot”
Kelly darted in front of me and she started tickling my stomach. I felt my standing leg almost buckle from the tickling. Moving quickly from one side of my stomach to the other she left me whimpering. When her finders dug into my sides I thought for sure I would fall.
“Don’t give in!” Pam told me as she used her long fingers to tickle my sole.
From behind me Dora helped Kelly tickle my sides. Even my neck she managed to tickle as I began to feel my laughing tears run down my face. My arms were stretched out wide leaving my sides wide open to tickle attack. They took every advantage as they tickled me senseless.
Before I new what had happened I was looking down at the ground. My arms above my head where Sarah and Ashley held them as they watched me laugh with amusement. Pam and Jill each held one of my feet leaving me stretched out in their hands. For a moment they held me still as I caught my breath. My head was facing the ground as they held me spread eagle style. Maybe they would toss me in the pool and be done with me?
Then Pam and Jill wrapped their arms around my lower leg and a free hand tickled my soles. Dora helped Jill hold my leg as her hand to tickle my foot. My legs kicked and my arms shook as I fought for my freedom from my tickle torture. Grunting at first but the tickling reduced my efforts to get free to pure laughter.
Kelly, sweet Kelly was on my left side tickling my side and stomach as best she could. I was carried around the yard as I was tickled for everyone to see. My tickling friends enjoyed walking around with me as they tickled. It was a show of dominance. It was a very impressive show. Six top notch athletes holding and tickling an extremely ticklish girl who was weaker and slower then the bunch. They showed me!
At one point they must have been tired from holding me. I was lowered onto a table as they tickled me leaving my stomach on the table. My arms and feet were still held onto for dear life, just to make sure powerful old me could not get away. My feet were in arm locks and tickled with out mercy.
“Can you believe she is this ticklish?” I heard someone laugh.
“She is really cute” Dora said as she tickled under and between my toes leaving my legs shaking.
When I was picked up I noticed the table I was just on had some of the coaches at the table and they were all watching shaking their heads as I pleaded for there help.
“Please help me” I mouthed to them
My defeated body was upside down as each of my ankles was held. My hands were palms down on the ground but were unable to move because each hand was stepped on. My stomach was getting tickled as well as my sides. Then both soles started getting tickled as I was upside down and I could not stop laughing. As tired and as drained as I was I still kept laughing loudly.
Six college basketball players were surrounding me, dominating me, torturing me in front of their peers and everyone was laughing. I could only catch glimpses of people but it looked like everyone was standing to watch me try and fight back. Up and down my body they used every finger to tickle my exposed ticklish skin. My laughter apparently was very entertaining for everyone.
The team moved me from person to person so others could play to. Who wants to watch when one could help? My head was still facing the ground as my arms and legs were held above me as I was moved around the yard. I could not see the ticklers I could only feel them tickling me. They all said something like, “sorry…” as they tickled me. Others laughed along with me and some said nothing at all as they used both hands to tickle me.
Even as I was moved around I was tickled.
Then another table I was placed onto I saw some girls our age at. Friends and supporters I thought. I figured there was no way the six girls who were talking just a moment ago would allow me to be tickle torture in front of them. When I saw their hands coming towards me I thought for sure they were going to free me.
Not to be, they all joined in. My back, knees, waist, arms, feet, and every where else was getting tickled now. My eyes looked up at Ashley’s as she held my arm above my head and she shook her head as she giggled.
Totally fatigued now I could not even move. All I could do was laugh and hope they would stop soon. When my voice left me and my mouth was frozen wide open straining to close did the tickling end for me.
Off to the side of the yard under this mammoth tree my arms were freed. My legs were still held high as my head was lowered to the ground. Gently I was lowered so my chest was on the ground. Once my legs hit the ground I was relieved. They all stood over me, looking down at my tired body. I was told I was a good sport and they all left to get something to drink. That was the best workout I ever had. I do believe that was the longest tickle ever endured in the free world.
The Longest Tickle I Ever Had
Written by Tower98
It was a Saturday evening in the middle of summer. My friends on the University basketball team were getting together to celebrate their deep run in the tournament. They were so proud and upbeat. It was such an honor to be invited to the party. It was my first year working with the team and already I was one of them. I was an assistant trainer that mostly tapped the girl’s ankles before the games. They were all such good natured girls I immediately felt welcomed.
When I arrived at the party the girls were all at the pool drinking and laughing in the sun. I noticed some others in the pool and a few more girls on lawn chairs around the pool. Ashley called for me to come over and I was glad she spotted me. Such a friendly girl she was. Always smiling and quick to make you at ease she had a real talent with people.
Ashley took me inside and talked with me as I changed into my bikini. Once I was settled we went in to the yard and got a drink to cool off. Sitting by the pool I waved to the other girls from the team that I recognized. I was getting a little bored listening to Ashley go on and on about her boyfriend. When I turned my head to say hi to Pam, the big center from the team, Ashley got annoyed.
It was really funny to see the 5’4 Ashley with the 6’5 Pam. They were actually best friends. Both girls were very pretty and very fit. Pam’s long legs were trim and smooth, not to mention very strong. Even her long arms were nice and toned. For such a tall girl she really was very sexy. Ashley to was strong and had this sexy look. And they were both very fast.
Well my trouble started when both girls tried talking to me at once. My head darted back and forth as I tried o listen to them both. When I decided to just shrug my shoulders and listen to Ashley because she yelled my name I was tickled from behind by Pam to get my attention.
When I’m tickled I always react the same. Scream, and then fight. Jumping foreword to get away from the tickler I then swatted her hand away from me. This just inspired Pam to keep playing. Thinking it was funny to make me jump she reached out with her long arms and tickled my sided once again with her long fingers.
“Get her” Ashley barked out amused at my plight.
This time my simple tactic of swatting her hand away was useless. Taking my hand she pulled me into her big, tall, strong body. Little 5’3 me was no watch for her. My back slammed into her stomach and I felt her arms squeeze around me, holding me tight against her.
“A little ticklish are we” she asked from the clouds above.
Knowing what was going to happen next I stepped on her barefoot with mine and I tried to cause her enough pain to free me. I felt my body get raised up as she bear hugged me off the ground and then brought me back to my feet. When I felt her fingers pressing into my sides I immediately cursed at her. I think my laughter made her thing I was goofing around though because she just kept on tickling.
“You sound ticklish” Ashley said with a growing smile.
Trashing about did little to loosen Pam’s hold on me. In fact I believe it only made it more entertaining for her. I was in real trouble when her prying fingers tickled against my sensitive stomach. I knees buckled and after only a few short tickles across my stomach I collapsed onto my legs. Trying to fall into the fetal position to hide was not going to be allowed.
Pam pulled me up off the ground and wrapped her arms tight around my shoulders with my arms above my head. I was really struggling to get free and I was happy to see she was not going to be able to tickle me as long as I was fighting her.
Out of no where Ashley joined the fun. Using a two hand attack her fingers went to work on my stomach. Moving from side to side she worked all of my stomach. My loud torturous laughter was drawing attention though. If I could only take it a few more minutes someone would come to my rescue.
I was standing on my tipsy toes as Ashley tickled my stomach. Hair on the back of my neck was standing up the tickling scared me so bad. I could now hear my rescuers offering their encouragement to my tormentors now.
“Tickle her girl’s”
“Get her good ladies”
And “laugh puppet laugh” were some of the loud comments that could be heard over my laughing.
It was going to be up to me to get free. I had to stop the tickling so I kicked at Ashley. It worked to! Ashley jumped back after I kicked her in the leg. How was I supposed to know that would only make her want to tickle me more? My legs were kicking to keep her from coming back after my ticklish stomach.
“Hold her still Pam!” Ashley giggled as she said it.
Pam was giggling as she spun me around with my legs kicking and me screaming…”HEEEELLLLLPPPPPP!”
Suddenly the sky was all I could see as Pam fell onto her back. Before I could ask if she was okay I felt her legs come over mine and her ankles locked together pinning me in her hold. My arms still above my head, unable to move now, I was totally defenseless now.
“Don’t you dare?” I warned Ashley as she straddled my waist adding to my confinement.
“TICKLE…TICKLE…TICKLE…”the gallery chanted from the pool.
“You want some of this?” Ashley asked as her fingers wiggled above my stomach.
“NO!” I shouted for everyone to hear.
I soon found out she really was not asking me a question, it was more of a taunt of what was coming. My body tried to kick, punch, run, but I was being held rather well and could not move. Watching those wiggling fingers come down onto my ticklish stomach really made me tingle all over.
“NNOOOOOO…hehehehehehhehehehehhhheeeee”
I’m proud to say that I was struggling so much Pam had to really hold me tight. It’s to bad Ashley had free reign to tickle me though. After she produced gut wrenching laughter from me as she tickled my navel and sides her fingers found my waist line.
“STOP! Hehehehe…BITCH!” I managed to get out before she really started to tickle me good.
“That’s really going to make me stop stupid” Ashley said with a grin.
My waist was rocking back and forth it tickled so much. Even though I could only move like an inch or so it at least made the tickling move so it was not on the same spot for to long.
“Hey…someone tickle her feet!” Pam yelled at her teammates who were all enjoying the show.
“Don’t do it!” I yelled right back.
When I saw the 5’7 Dora running over I felt my stomach turn over. Another sweet girl who seemed so laid back. It was the teams foreword and she was about to tickle my feet. I tried to kick my feet as best I could because Pam’s leg lock kept me from moving my legs to much.
“Don’t do it Dora” I begged as Ashley found that spot on my side that brought laughter from me instantly.
My spine went cold as I felt ten fingers lightly tickle up my feet from my heel to my toes. My head slammed into Pam’s breasts as I laughed much to her amusement. When she told me I was stronger then she thought I wanted to tell her to tickle me one on one then, but I was laughing to hard.
Thankfully I was able to keep switching feet so one would not take all the tickle torture. Ashley was slowing down as she started laughing at me because I was laughing so hard. Maybe I can keep my sanity I thought. Then I was disappointed to hear Dora down at my feet yell to her friends…” someone hold her feet down for me, she keeps kicking at my hands.”
My hope faded away as I saw Kelly come running over eager to help her teammates tickle little old me. Kelly was the 5’4 shooting guard who could have been a calendar girl she was so pretty. I felt like I was watching a life guard come running at me. When she to sat down at my feet and I felt her arm wrap around my ankles and her one hand hold my big toes together I realized she would make a better dungeon master.
Unable to move my feet Dora was able to tickle both feet with out having to fight my feet. Ten fingers lightly running back and forth my ticklish feet seemed to make my body want to explode. It was proving tricky to fight as I was laughing so hard though. Surprisingly my energy was far from gone. A curse that I now realized from working out every day.
Then I thought if I no longer put up a fight they might get bored and leave me alone. Of course that’s really hard to do when your body is demanding you to stop the tickling.
“Such cute feet…and these babies are super ticklish” Dora figured out. [Thanks Dora] This seemed to really make the girl’s want to tickle me more.
The cute adorable red head Jill made her way over to my ticklish feet. Sitting down next to Dora she said she had to see for her self. Now I had ten fingers tickling each foot! This really made me try to get free. It was beyond torture for me now. When you have tears coming out of your eyes you would think they would stop the tickling. In stead I get…
“Cool…she’s crying!”
Of course everyone had to stop for a moment and take a look for themselves. There I was being held down unable to move and then I had everyone looking at me like I was a new baby. Someone pinched my face and said; “gootchy gootchy goo” and others just laughed and moved away, Sarah was the only one to wipe away my tears of torture.
My 5’8 power foreword was so nice to help me out. When she sat down next to my face I noticed she leaned foreword. Maybe she was going to whisper some words of encouragement I thought as she lowered her face towards mine.
“Ticklish here?” she asked as her long fingers tickled me under my arms.
“AAAHHHHHH…” I cried out in ticklish horror.
My body was burning it all tickled so badly. These girl’s were tickling me so slow and delicately it was really tickle torture. They new it to and they thought it was just so really, really funny to watch.
“You think you can take much more?” Sarah asked.
“She sure can…you can take it champ. Don’t give in!” Pam said trying to motivate me. What was she insane! I didn’t want to take it anymore.
When Sarah asked me where it was that I got my hair done I snapped.
“Bitch!”
Mercifully Pam’s legs were getting tired from holding me and she released my legs. This must have been the cue for the tickling to stop. Everyone was laughing as I caught my breath. Ashley stood up to stretch and Pam reached up with her hands to stretch as well. In one quick motion I hit Pam in the sides with my elbows and kicked the girls at my feet and tried to get up.
My heart was racing as I tried to figure out what to do and where to go. Before I could take a step though Sarah grabbed my left arm. Ashley quickly took hold of my right hand. They both pulled in opposite directions to keep me still.
“And to think we were going to stop! Someone is very naughty.” Pam said as she massaged her sides where I hit her.
“I’m…I’m sorry…I just…well…”
“Hey…now I’m going to tickle me a foot” Pam said as her friends all laughed knowing she was going to tickle me anyway.
“Stay away” I warned.
Dora moved towards me, looking to tickle my stomach but I kicked her away.
The teammates were all laughing as Dora ran away. I was feeling proud of myself until I felt my right ankle get grabbed. Now I knew why they were laughing, I was tricked. Pam was sitting as she bent my leg behind me and left me standing on one leg. My arms were still stretched out as Pam tapped her fingers against my sole asking me,
“Is this foot really ticklish? If so, what would you do so it would not get tickled?”
“Oh Pam…fuck you!” I yelled as her friends pointed at her and laughed saying…
“She told you!”
Of course I knew I had just pissed the giant off. I began to jump on my one foot as Pam slowly moved her finger across my sole.
“So you want to play?”
My body could barely stand on one foot as she tickled my other foot.
My situation was amusing everyone. All eyes were on me as I stood on one foot and had the other getting tickled. Pam made sure her tickling fingers slowly inched along my ticklish sole, wiggling her finger when she tickled a spot that left me screaming.
“Ticklish little foot”
Kelly darted in front of me and she started tickling my stomach. I felt my standing leg almost buckle from the tickling. Moving quickly from one side of my stomach to the other she left me whimpering. When her finders dug into my sides I thought for sure I would fall.
“Don’t give in!” Pam told me as she used her long fingers to tickle my sole.
From behind me Dora helped Kelly tickle my sides. Even my neck she managed to tickle as I began to feel my laughing tears run down my face. My arms were stretched out wide leaving my sides wide open to tickle attack. They took every advantage as they tickled me senseless.
Before I new what had happened I was looking down at the ground. My arms above my head where Sarah and Ashley held them as they watched me laugh with amusement. Pam and Jill each held one of my feet leaving me stretched out in their hands. For a moment they held me still as I caught my breath. My head was facing the ground as they held me spread eagle style. Maybe they would toss me in the pool and be done with me?
Then Pam and Jill wrapped their arms around my lower leg and a free hand tickled my soles. Dora helped Jill hold my leg as her hand to tickle my foot. My legs kicked and my arms shook as I fought for my freedom from my tickle torture. Grunting at first but the tickling reduced my efforts to get free to pure laughter.
Kelly, sweet Kelly was on my left side tickling my side and stomach as best she could. I was carried around the yard as I was tickled for everyone to see. My tickling friends enjoyed walking around with me as they tickled. It was a show of dominance. It was a very impressive show. Six top notch athletes holding and tickling an extremely ticklish girl who was weaker and slower then the bunch. They showed me!
At one point they must have been tired from holding me. I was lowered onto a table as they tickled me leaving my stomach on the table. My arms and feet were still held onto for dear life, just to make sure powerful old me could not get away. My feet were in arm locks and tickled with out mercy.
“Can you believe she is this ticklish?” I heard someone laugh.
“She is really cute” Dora said as she tickled under and between my toes leaving my legs shaking.
When I was picked up I noticed the table I was just on had some of the coaches at the table and they were all watching shaking their heads as I pleaded for there help.
“Please help me” I mouthed to them
My defeated body was upside down as each of my ankles was held. My hands were palms down on the ground but were unable to move because each hand was stepped on. My stomach was getting tickled as well as my sides. Then both soles started getting tickled as I was upside down and I could not stop laughing. As tired and as drained as I was I still kept laughing loudly.
Six college basketball players were surrounding me, dominating me, torturing me in front of their peers and everyone was laughing. I could only catch glimpses of people but it looked like everyone was standing to watch me try and fight back. Up and down my body they used every finger to tickle my exposed ticklish skin. My laughter apparently was very entertaining for everyone.
The team moved me from person to person so others could play to. Who wants to watch when one could help? My head was still facing the ground as my arms and legs were held above me as I was moved around the yard. I could not see the ticklers I could only feel them tickling me. They all said something like, “sorry…” as they tickled me. Others laughed along with me and some said nothing at all as they used both hands to tickle me.
Even as I was moved around I was tickled.
Then another table I was placed onto I saw some girls our age at. Friends and supporters I thought. I figured there was no way the six girls who were talking just a moment ago would allow me to be tickle torture in front of them. When I saw their hands coming towards me I thought for sure they were going to free me.
Not to be, they all joined in. My back, knees, waist, arms, feet, and every where else was getting tickled now. My eyes looked up at Ashley’s as she held my arm above my head and she shook her head as she giggled.
Totally fatigued now I could not even move. All I could do was laugh and hope they would stop soon. When my voice left me and my mouth was frozen wide open straining to close did the tickling end for me.
Off to the side of the yard under this mammoth tree my arms were freed. My legs were still held high as my head was lowered to the ground. Gently I was lowered so my chest was on the ground. Once my legs hit the ground I was relieved. They all stood over me, looking down at my tired body. I was told I was a good sport and they all left to get something to drink. That was the best workout I ever had. I do believe that was the longest tickle ever endured in the free world.
