hurricaneman74
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This happened a while back when my parents had went out for the weekend and my grandma was watching me and my younger brother. I had asked my grandma if my friend could come over and she said no problem.
My brother, grandma, and I were watching a movie and my brother was really cold. He brought down a bunch of blankets and asked us to bury him in them. We wrapped him up pretty good and he said he couldnt move. We watched the movie with my grandma and I sneaking a few tickles on his barefeet sticking out. He asked to get out and we unwrapped him. He then said I had to be wrapped. I agreed, because I was cold and I was hoping to get tickled. Also my friend wasnt supposed to come over for another hour or two.
They wrapped me up and left my socked feet hanging out the end. I seriously could not move. I thought I would be able to break out, but I couldnt. All of sudden the doorbell rang. I told my brother to get the door.
It was my friend, Andrew and his mom Barbara. My brother started talking with the two when they heard me screaming. My grandma was tickling my socked foot and i was laughing loudly. They rushed in to see me in my predicament. My bro explained that they had wrapped me up and tickled him so he wanted to get me back. My friend didnt seem to excited but his mom sure did. His mom started tickling my socked feet. She got a reaction but not a great one, plus my feet were still moving around. My friend said here mom and removed my socks and sat on my legs. I was completely stuck and couldnt move a muscle in my body. Barbara then grabbed one of my feet and my grandma grabbed the other. They tickled every inch of my feet for around 20 minutes, with my friend and brother occasionaly sneaking one in. I loved it but also hated it. I was happy that my grandma said they should give me a break and get some food.
They went into the kitchen leaving my friend and brother to continue tickling my feet. I was in hysterics and soon the two women. They continued tickling my feet for another ten minutes, before Barbara had to go. They let me out, and made fun of my pleas for letting me go.
That was the end for that night. But in a few months I got to tickle Barbara. I'll write about that one another time. Hoped u liked it.
My brother, grandma, and I were watching a movie and my brother was really cold. He brought down a bunch of blankets and asked us to bury him in them. We wrapped him up pretty good and he said he couldnt move. We watched the movie with my grandma and I sneaking a few tickles on his barefeet sticking out. He asked to get out and we unwrapped him. He then said I had to be wrapped. I agreed, because I was cold and I was hoping to get tickled. Also my friend wasnt supposed to come over for another hour or two.
They wrapped me up and left my socked feet hanging out the end. I seriously could not move. I thought I would be able to break out, but I couldnt. All of sudden the doorbell rang. I told my brother to get the door.
It was my friend, Andrew and his mom Barbara. My brother started talking with the two when they heard me screaming. My grandma was tickling my socked foot and i was laughing loudly. They rushed in to see me in my predicament. My bro explained that they had wrapped me up and tickled him so he wanted to get me back. My friend didnt seem to excited but his mom sure did. His mom started tickling my socked feet. She got a reaction but not a great one, plus my feet were still moving around. My friend said here mom and removed my socks and sat on my legs. I was completely stuck and couldnt move a muscle in my body. Barbara then grabbed one of my feet and my grandma grabbed the other. They tickled every inch of my feet for around 20 minutes, with my friend and brother occasionaly sneaking one in. I loved it but also hated it. I was happy that my grandma said they should give me a break and get some food.
They went into the kitchen leaving my friend and brother to continue tickling my feet. I was in hysterics and soon the two women. They continued tickling my feet for another ten minutes, before Barbara had to go. They let me out, and made fun of my pleas for letting me go.
That was the end for that night. But in a few months I got to tickle Barbara. I'll write about that one another time. Hoped u liked it.