Insethades3441
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This is my first post. This is a true tickling story between my girlfriend and me when we had just turned 18. My girlfriend is a beautiful young woman with an hourglass figure. She has dark blonde hair and brown eyes. I am a fairly slim young man with blue eyes and blonde hair. One afternoon, we decided to find out our ticklish spots. I had suggested this, partly because of my tickling fetish, of course. My girlfriend liked the idea of trying it out. We were determined to discover who was better at resisting tickling. We chose a tickle challenge, where we would take turns tickling each other in one spot. We worked from top to bottom on the body. Whoever lasted the longest won that tickle spot. We tickled for two minutes if you didn’t give up.
We started with the armpits. I knew this spot was going to be difficult to win. I raised my arms, and my girlfriend gently started stroking my armpits with her fingertips. "Guh...mmmph!" I pressed my lips together. "You don’t have to be shy, I think we both know you're sensitive," teased my girlfriend as she tickled my armpits. "Ngggh! Not... sensitive!" I denied, while my body trembled. "Really? Are you sure?" teased my girlfriend, as her fingers glided over my armpits. “Pff...hehehehehehehehe!” I started giggling, and soon my giggles turned into laughter. My armpits turned out to be one of the most sensitive spots. “You can’t handle it, huh,” said my girlfriend. "Hahahahahahahahahaha, stoppppp please!" I shouted. My laughter grew more intense when she started tickling the middle of my armpits. "KeheheheheheHEEEE! GahahahahahahahAHAHAHAHA, NOT MY ARMPITS!" My laughter became even louder, and I had to give up after 80 seconds.
Now it was my girlfriend’s turn to lie down. "Well, you're going to laugh even harder!" I urged. She casually raised her arms above her head, and I started tickling her armpits after she started the timer. To my surprise, she didn’t react at all. "I told you I can handle tickling well!" said my girlfriend. "What, you can’t be serious!" I said in shock, as I dug into the middle of her armpits and tried tickling her from different angles, even switching speeds to surprise her. She barely reacted. Her armpits turned out to be one of the least ticklish spots on her body. I tried my best but couldn’t get a reaction out of her, and she lasted the full two minutes. I thought if this was a sign of what’s to come, I’d be in big trouble. Of course, she won this round, and I was down 0-1.
For the second round, we moved down a bit and decided to try the ribs and stomach. I was the first to lie on my back while my girlfriend exposed my stomach. "It’s not over yet!" I grumbled. "That’s true. I’m going to break you again," smiled my girlfriend. She started gently stroking my stomach. I realized I couldn’t handle tickling on my stomach at all, as it automatically started making spasmodic movements. "GUH! Nggghehehehehehehehehe!" I let out a squeal, and my giggles quickly turned into loud laughter. We discovered that my stomach was the most sensitive spot on my body. My girlfriend knew this and did her best to make me give up as quickly as possible. "What’s wrong? Does Mr. Sensitive have a ticklish tummy?" teased my girlfriend, while her fingers slowly and carefully glided over my stomach. "Eheeheeheeheeheehee, that's none of your business HAHAHAHAHA" I screamed. I held out a little longer until she smiled and slowly moved her fingers towards my navel, which turned out to be my weak spot. My navel is an outie, and this turned out to be my weakest spot. With light, circular motions, she started tickling my navel. "GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA?! WAIT NOT THEHEHEHEHEHE!" I screamed, as my stomach instinctively recoiled. "But it's so inviting here, I just have to tickle it," teased my girlfriend playfully. "NOOOO, DON'T DOOOO IT! STOPPPP! NOT MY NAVEL!" I screamed. I bit my lip and tried to concentrate, but the soft touches were too much. I had to give up quickly and only lasted 50 seconds. Now I had to break my girlfriend, too.
After my turn, we switched places. My girlfriend lay on her back, and I lifted her top. "Things aren’t looking good for you," grinned my girlfriend. "Hmmmmph. Your belly is next, and I’m sure you have worse tickle spots. Trust me," I said with a frown. I knew I’d have to do my best to break her. I started gently stroking her stomach, but this didn’t seem effective. I knew her stomach wasn’t as sensitive as mine. Then I started poking and applying a little more pressure, which turned out to be effective, and for the first time, I broke through her defenses. “Mmhmmmph! Kehehehehehehehe!” my girlfriend started giggling, but again, she didn’t react as strongly as I had earlier. "Looks like Miss Sensitive has a ticklish belly too," I said. "NOOOOOT HAHAHA," said my girlfriend. I had found a weak spot—her navel (an innie) wasn’t ticklish at all, but when I poked hard all around it with my fingers, I got the best reactions. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!" she said. I tickled her for a bit longer, and she finally gave up after 100 seconds. I was now down 2-0, but my least sensitive spots were still to come! "Looks like I’ve won two rounds now. If you lose the next one, it’s all over for you," my girlfriend grinned. "I know! You don’t have to remind me!" I grumbled. Anyway, I had to win this round!
For the next round, we chose the sides. I was the first to lie down again, and my girlfriend started lightly and quickly stroking along my sides. I squirmed and burst into laughter fairly quickly. "Hahahahaha, this is manageable!" I said. "Oh yeah, even if I poke a little harder?" my girlfriend said. The laughter subsided. It turned out that the light touches affected me more than the harder pokes, which I could handle well. But this time, I felt like I could win, as my sides were sensitive but not as bad as my stomach and armpits. Luckily, those two spots couldn’t be tickled anymore, so I managed to last the full 2 minutes. "Now it's your turn, and I’m definitely going to win this round," I grinned as I set the timer.
Now it was my girlfriend’s turn. She lay down, and I knew I had to break her quickly if I still wanted a chance at victory. I knew this was a mixed spot for her—sometimes she could handle it, other times not. I started slowly, but this had little effect. She giggled a little, but remained very composed. "See, I told you I can handle tickling," she said. So I switched to a different technique, the harder tickling that had proven effective on her stomach earlier. "Even if I do this?" I said as I started poking her in the side. She tried biting her lip but couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst into laughter. "HAHAHAHA NOT THIS!" she said. I had finally found something to break through her defenses. "Coochie coochie coo," I teased, as I poked her sides. This was too much for her, and she gave up, luckily after 110 seconds, so I had won the round. It was now 1-2 with the last tickle spot still to come.
The last round were the feet and toes. "Too bad I couldn’t win the last round. It’s only delaying the inevitable. Time for the next spot and your tickle doom," she teased with a mischievous grin. She set the timer, and I put my feet in her lap, and she started running her fingers along my feet. Only... "Mmmmph... hrrrrmph!" I smiled, made a few noises, but otherwise stayed quiet. "W-What?" she looked surprised. Could it be? Was he not that ticklish on his feet? "Why so... mmmph... surprised? Is it because the feet are a weak spot for you?" I teased. "N-No, of course not!" my girlfriend quickly lied as she started tickling faster. My feet turned out to be only slightly ticklish, and I could handle it well on this spot. My girlfriend tried all the possible sensitive spots on my feet, but I remained relatively calm. This changed when she moved to my toes. "Mmmphehehehehehehehe!" This made me giggle, but I could handle it. I even grinned and stuck out my tongue playfully to tease my girlfriend. I lasted the full two minutes and knew I had a good chance of breaking her this round. "Now it's your turn, and I’m going to break you no matter what," I said.
This turned out to be easier than I thought. It was time for her biggest challenge. She sat down, her feet lightly trembling with anticipation. I grinned, expecting this to be an easy task. I grabbed one of her feet and began gently running my fingers over her sole. "Hmmmmpffff hahahahahahahahaha!" she squealed. The moment I started pressing a little harder on her soles she broke “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!”. It didn’t take long before my girlfriend burst into laughter, squeezing her soles together protectively. She has such sensitive feet, I’ve never seen anyone so ticklish on their feet before. She bit her lip and said, “I CAN TAKE IT HAHAHAHA.” She tried not to move, but I broke her quickly. Her heel, her sole—every spot was incredibly sensitive. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she kept laughing, but threw me a determined look, clenching her fists. “I’m going to break you. Maybe a coochie coochie here?” I teased as I slid my nails across her toes. This proved too much.“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA STOP NOOOOOOTTTT MY TOES!” she screamed. “No chance! I’m going to win this anyway!” I said. I tickled under, between, and all around her ticklish toes. "GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHA! PLEASE STOP, YOU WIN YOU WIN AHAHAHAHAHA!" she screamed and finally gave up after 91 seconds. I had won this round, making it 2-2.
We decided that the final challenge would be a knockout round—an ultimate test to determine who would win this tickle challenge. My girlfriend sat upright, and I sat on her lap so that we could attack each other simultaneously. This time, we would tickle each other on our weakest spots: she would tickle my belly and navel, while I would focus on her feet and toes. We were back to back, ready to begin, hands at the ready. We knew this final round would decide everything. Our weak spots were exposed, and it would be a battle of endurance to see who would give in first.
“Are you ready?” my girlfriend asked with a playful grin as her fingers hovered above my bare stomach. “More than ever,” I replied confidently, as my fingers hovered above her bare feet. Then the timer started, and we began. Her fingertips immediately grazed my belly, and my whole body jolted back from the intense tickling sensations. “GUH! Hahahahahaha!” I couldn’t stop it; my belly began trembling with laughter automatically. At the same time, I ran my fingers quickly over her feet, and my girlfriend let out a loud laugh. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Her whole body jolted as I began tickling under her toes. My navel turned out to be a goldmine for my girlfriend. She tickled around the rim and especially focused on the button of my protruding navel, making movements that made me completely collapse. “GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT THERE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!” I shouted, as my belly kept trying to pull back to escape the tickling. But it was no use. She relentlessly attacked my navel. “Oh, what’s the matter? Is this a sensitive spot?” she teased as her fingertips danced even more precisely around my navel. Despite my own ticklishness, I didn’t give up. My hands worked overtime on her feet and toes, which were luckily just as ticklish as my navel. Every time I slid my fingers between her toes, she laughed even harder.“NOT MY TOES! HAHAHAHAHA!” She tried to pull her feet away, but I held them firmly and moved my fingers even faster, alternating between her toes and the ball of her foot. The minutes ticked away slowly, and it became a race against time. My girlfriend continued to torture my navel and belly without mercy, and each touch made me laugh even harder. I could barely breathe from the continuous laughter pouring out of my mouth. “HAHAHAHA! ENOUGH, I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! HAHAHA!” I bit my lip, but I knew I was losing control. However, her feet were just as much of a weak spot, and I could see that her laughter was becoming harder and harder to suppress. She tried to move her legs, but that only gave me more room to thoroughly tickle her toes.“HAHAHA! STOP! NOT MY TOES! GAAAH!” she shouted, but I didn’t let up. It became an intense battle of sheer willpower.
In the end, I broke first. My girlfriend’s fingers on my navel were too much, and I felt my energy slipping away. “OKAY! OKAY! I GIVE UP!” I shouted, as I let go of her feet and fell onto my back, still gasping from the laughter. With a triumphant smile, my girlfriend stopped and raised her hands in the air. “I knew I’d break you,” she said, as she pulled herself up, still laughing. I lay exhausted on the floor, my belly still lightly trembling from the aftereffects of the tickling session. “Yeah, yeah… you won,” I admitted, still chuckling. “But next time, I’ll break you… with your toes,” I playfully threatened, pointing at her feet. She looked at me with a wide grin. “We’ll see, with such a ticklish navel,” she said. With that, we concluded our tickle challenge. In the end, it turned out my navel and belly were indeed more ticklish than her feet and toes, but it was a close call.
We started with the armpits. I knew this spot was going to be difficult to win. I raised my arms, and my girlfriend gently started stroking my armpits with her fingertips. "Guh...mmmph!" I pressed my lips together. "You don’t have to be shy, I think we both know you're sensitive," teased my girlfriend as she tickled my armpits. "Ngggh! Not... sensitive!" I denied, while my body trembled. "Really? Are you sure?" teased my girlfriend, as her fingers glided over my armpits. “Pff...hehehehehehehehe!” I started giggling, and soon my giggles turned into laughter. My armpits turned out to be one of the most sensitive spots. “You can’t handle it, huh,” said my girlfriend. "Hahahahahahahahahaha, stoppppp please!" I shouted. My laughter grew more intense when she started tickling the middle of my armpits. "KeheheheheheHEEEE! GahahahahahahahAHAHAHAHA, NOT MY ARMPITS!" My laughter became even louder, and I had to give up after 80 seconds.
Now it was my girlfriend’s turn to lie down. "Well, you're going to laugh even harder!" I urged. She casually raised her arms above her head, and I started tickling her armpits after she started the timer. To my surprise, she didn’t react at all. "I told you I can handle tickling well!" said my girlfriend. "What, you can’t be serious!" I said in shock, as I dug into the middle of her armpits and tried tickling her from different angles, even switching speeds to surprise her. She barely reacted. Her armpits turned out to be one of the least ticklish spots on her body. I tried my best but couldn’t get a reaction out of her, and she lasted the full two minutes. I thought if this was a sign of what’s to come, I’d be in big trouble. Of course, she won this round, and I was down 0-1.
For the second round, we moved down a bit and decided to try the ribs and stomach. I was the first to lie on my back while my girlfriend exposed my stomach. "It’s not over yet!" I grumbled. "That’s true. I’m going to break you again," smiled my girlfriend. She started gently stroking my stomach. I realized I couldn’t handle tickling on my stomach at all, as it automatically started making spasmodic movements. "GUH! Nggghehehehehehehehehe!" I let out a squeal, and my giggles quickly turned into loud laughter. We discovered that my stomach was the most sensitive spot on my body. My girlfriend knew this and did her best to make me give up as quickly as possible. "What’s wrong? Does Mr. Sensitive have a ticklish tummy?" teased my girlfriend, while her fingers slowly and carefully glided over my stomach. "Eheeheeheeheeheehee, that's none of your business HAHAHAHAHA" I screamed. I held out a little longer until she smiled and slowly moved her fingers towards my navel, which turned out to be my weak spot. My navel is an outie, and this turned out to be my weakest spot. With light, circular motions, she started tickling my navel. "GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA?! WAIT NOT THEHEHEHEHEHE!" I screamed, as my stomach instinctively recoiled. "But it's so inviting here, I just have to tickle it," teased my girlfriend playfully. "NOOOO, DON'T DOOOO IT! STOPPPP! NOT MY NAVEL!" I screamed. I bit my lip and tried to concentrate, but the soft touches were too much. I had to give up quickly and only lasted 50 seconds. Now I had to break my girlfriend, too.
After my turn, we switched places. My girlfriend lay on her back, and I lifted her top. "Things aren’t looking good for you," grinned my girlfriend. "Hmmmmph. Your belly is next, and I’m sure you have worse tickle spots. Trust me," I said with a frown. I knew I’d have to do my best to break her. I started gently stroking her stomach, but this didn’t seem effective. I knew her stomach wasn’t as sensitive as mine. Then I started poking and applying a little more pressure, which turned out to be effective, and for the first time, I broke through her defenses. “Mmhmmmph! Kehehehehehehehe!” my girlfriend started giggling, but again, she didn’t react as strongly as I had earlier. "Looks like Miss Sensitive has a ticklish belly too," I said. "NOOOOOT HAHAHA," said my girlfriend. I had found a weak spot—her navel (an innie) wasn’t ticklish at all, but when I poked hard all around it with my fingers, I got the best reactions. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!" she said. I tickled her for a bit longer, and she finally gave up after 100 seconds. I was now down 2-0, but my least sensitive spots were still to come! "Looks like I’ve won two rounds now. If you lose the next one, it’s all over for you," my girlfriend grinned. "I know! You don’t have to remind me!" I grumbled. Anyway, I had to win this round!
For the next round, we chose the sides. I was the first to lie down again, and my girlfriend started lightly and quickly stroking along my sides. I squirmed and burst into laughter fairly quickly. "Hahahahaha, this is manageable!" I said. "Oh yeah, even if I poke a little harder?" my girlfriend said. The laughter subsided. It turned out that the light touches affected me more than the harder pokes, which I could handle well. But this time, I felt like I could win, as my sides were sensitive but not as bad as my stomach and armpits. Luckily, those two spots couldn’t be tickled anymore, so I managed to last the full 2 minutes. "Now it's your turn, and I’m definitely going to win this round," I grinned as I set the timer.
Now it was my girlfriend’s turn. She lay down, and I knew I had to break her quickly if I still wanted a chance at victory. I knew this was a mixed spot for her—sometimes she could handle it, other times not. I started slowly, but this had little effect. She giggled a little, but remained very composed. "See, I told you I can handle tickling," she said. So I switched to a different technique, the harder tickling that had proven effective on her stomach earlier. "Even if I do this?" I said as I started poking her in the side. She tried biting her lip but couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst into laughter. "HAHAHAHA NOT THIS!" she said. I had finally found something to break through her defenses. "Coochie coochie coo," I teased, as I poked her sides. This was too much for her, and she gave up, luckily after 110 seconds, so I had won the round. It was now 1-2 with the last tickle spot still to come.
The last round were the feet and toes. "Too bad I couldn’t win the last round. It’s only delaying the inevitable. Time for the next spot and your tickle doom," she teased with a mischievous grin. She set the timer, and I put my feet in her lap, and she started running her fingers along my feet. Only... "Mmmmph... hrrrrmph!" I smiled, made a few noises, but otherwise stayed quiet. "W-What?" she looked surprised. Could it be? Was he not that ticklish on his feet? "Why so... mmmph... surprised? Is it because the feet are a weak spot for you?" I teased. "N-No, of course not!" my girlfriend quickly lied as she started tickling faster. My feet turned out to be only slightly ticklish, and I could handle it well on this spot. My girlfriend tried all the possible sensitive spots on my feet, but I remained relatively calm. This changed when she moved to my toes. "Mmmphehehehehehehehe!" This made me giggle, but I could handle it. I even grinned and stuck out my tongue playfully to tease my girlfriend. I lasted the full two minutes and knew I had a good chance of breaking her this round. "Now it's your turn, and I’m going to break you no matter what," I said.
This turned out to be easier than I thought. It was time for her biggest challenge. She sat down, her feet lightly trembling with anticipation. I grinned, expecting this to be an easy task. I grabbed one of her feet and began gently running my fingers over her sole. "Hmmmmpffff hahahahahahahahaha!" she squealed. The moment I started pressing a little harder on her soles she broke “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!”. It didn’t take long before my girlfriend burst into laughter, squeezing her soles together protectively. She has such sensitive feet, I’ve never seen anyone so ticklish on their feet before. She bit her lip and said, “I CAN TAKE IT HAHAHAHA.” She tried not to move, but I broke her quickly. Her heel, her sole—every spot was incredibly sensitive. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she kept laughing, but threw me a determined look, clenching her fists. “I’m going to break you. Maybe a coochie coochie here?” I teased as I slid my nails across her toes. This proved too much.“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHA STOP NOOOOOOTTTT MY TOES!” she screamed. “No chance! I’m going to win this anyway!” I said. I tickled under, between, and all around her ticklish toes. "GYAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAHA! PLEASE STOP, YOU WIN YOU WIN AHAHAHAHAHA!" she screamed and finally gave up after 91 seconds. I had won this round, making it 2-2.
We decided that the final challenge would be a knockout round—an ultimate test to determine who would win this tickle challenge. My girlfriend sat upright, and I sat on her lap so that we could attack each other simultaneously. This time, we would tickle each other on our weakest spots: she would tickle my belly and navel, while I would focus on her feet and toes. We were back to back, ready to begin, hands at the ready. We knew this final round would decide everything. Our weak spots were exposed, and it would be a battle of endurance to see who would give in first.
“Are you ready?” my girlfriend asked with a playful grin as her fingers hovered above my bare stomach. “More than ever,” I replied confidently, as my fingers hovered above her bare feet. Then the timer started, and we began. Her fingertips immediately grazed my belly, and my whole body jolted back from the intense tickling sensations. “GUH! Hahahahahaha!” I couldn’t stop it; my belly began trembling with laughter automatically. At the same time, I ran my fingers quickly over her feet, and my girlfriend let out a loud laugh. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!” Her whole body jolted as I began tickling under her toes. My navel turned out to be a goldmine for my girlfriend. She tickled around the rim and especially focused on the button of my protruding navel, making movements that made me completely collapse. “GYAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT THERE! HAHAHAHAHAHA!” I shouted, as my belly kept trying to pull back to escape the tickling. But it was no use. She relentlessly attacked my navel. “Oh, what’s the matter? Is this a sensitive spot?” she teased as her fingertips danced even more precisely around my navel. Despite my own ticklishness, I didn’t give up. My hands worked overtime on her feet and toes, which were luckily just as ticklish as my navel. Every time I slid my fingers between her toes, she laughed even harder.“NOT MY TOES! HAHAHAHAHA!” She tried to pull her feet away, but I held them firmly and moved my fingers even faster, alternating between her toes and the ball of her foot. The minutes ticked away slowly, and it became a race against time. My girlfriend continued to torture my navel and belly without mercy, and each touch made me laugh even harder. I could barely breathe from the continuous laughter pouring out of my mouth. “HAHAHAHA! ENOUGH, I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! HAHAHA!” I bit my lip, but I knew I was losing control. However, her feet were just as much of a weak spot, and I could see that her laughter was becoming harder and harder to suppress. She tried to move her legs, but that only gave me more room to thoroughly tickle her toes.“HAHAHA! STOP! NOT MY TOES! GAAAH!” she shouted, but I didn’t let up. It became an intense battle of sheer willpower.
In the end, I broke first. My girlfriend’s fingers on my navel were too much, and I felt my energy slipping away. “OKAY! OKAY! I GIVE UP!” I shouted, as I let go of her feet and fell onto my back, still gasping from the laughter. With a triumphant smile, my girlfriend stopped and raised her hands in the air. “I knew I’d break you,” she said, as she pulled herself up, still laughing. I lay exhausted on the floor, my belly still lightly trembling from the aftereffects of the tickling session. “Yeah, yeah… you won,” I admitted, still chuckling. “But next time, I’ll break you… with your toes,” I playfully threatened, pointing at her feet. She looked at me with a wide grin. “We’ll see, with such a ticklish navel,” she said. With that, we concluded our tickle challenge. In the end, it turned out my navel and belly were indeed more ticklish than her feet and toes, but it was a close call.
