ticklishmrs
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This is a little late, but a friend requested I post my story.
We usually go to a house party of friends, but a local pub was holding a party so we all decided to try it for a change. Hubby has a thing about black dresses and charcoal hose, but this time he saw a red dress in a store window and wanted me to try it on. Apparently he liked it and bought it for me. It had a low cut back,sleeveless, thigh high. I wore nude hose, red heels.
So we were at the party, our eight friends and about thirty or so other people, some neighbors, some strangers. We arrived about eight and spend the evening with drinks, snacks and talking, some dancing.
About 11pm hubby asked me to go to the bar and pick up a couple of drinks. I knew he had been talking to the bartender but didn't know what was to transpire. I got the drinks and among the drone of everyone talking I hear the word "ticklish". I had a drink in each hand(didn't realize it was colored water),and was walking back to our table about thirty feet away. All of a sudden I felt a feathery thing on my back. My back is extremely ticklish and I immediately was wiggling and squirming, giggling, I let out a ohhhhhhh, no haha no no hahahha I'm ticklish! The guy kept tickling, making me squirm like crazy, finally spilling the drinks. . Someone said "tickle her!"and the guy grabbed my ribs and wiggled his fingers. I was laughing like a crazy woman hahahahhaha no no no please no I'm gaaaahhahhahahhhahhahaha ticklish! Hubby grabbed my wrists and held my arms up as the guy's wife started tickling my underarms with her nails as he's tickling my ribs. Now I'm squirming all over and laughing hysterically non stop HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHHHAHAHHAAH "I can't I can't" would come out when it could. They got me over to a table and held me down on it as I felt my heels come off. "Oh god not my feet" I hollered. A stranger had my legs locked tight as two women were tickling my feet with their nails. I was wild with laughter,going out of my mind,HHAHAAHHAHAAHAHHAHAAHAHHAAHAH OH GOD PLEASE NOOOO!. This went on for about twenty minutes on my feet, it had been about thirty five minutes since they started. They stopped and let me sit up to breath and have a drink, and make a washroom trip. I came back and about ten minutes to midnight someone said "get her". They had cleared a table in the middle of the room, they grabbed me and pinned me down and started tickling my ribs, underarms and feet for about five minutes. I was insane with laughter HAHAHHAHHHAHAHHHAH PLEASE PLEASE YOU HAVE TO STOP, ITS KILLING ME HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH!
They stopped just before midnight, let me up and we rang in a very ticklish New Years. We stayed until about 1am, and I heard laughter from some of the other ladies who were getting tickled, but only for a couple of minutes each. I guess they were being sized up for future parties. As I guessed, hubby had set up the whole thing. He loved every minute!
We usually go to a house party of friends, but a local pub was holding a party so we all decided to try it for a change. Hubby has a thing about black dresses and charcoal hose, but this time he saw a red dress in a store window and wanted me to try it on. Apparently he liked it and bought it for me. It had a low cut back,sleeveless, thigh high. I wore nude hose, red heels.
So we were at the party, our eight friends and about thirty or so other people, some neighbors, some strangers. We arrived about eight and spend the evening with drinks, snacks and talking, some dancing.
About 11pm hubby asked me to go to the bar and pick up a couple of drinks. I knew he had been talking to the bartender but didn't know what was to transpire. I got the drinks and among the drone of everyone talking I hear the word "ticklish". I had a drink in each hand(didn't realize it was colored water),and was walking back to our table about thirty feet away. All of a sudden I felt a feathery thing on my back. My back is extremely ticklish and I immediately was wiggling and squirming, giggling, I let out a ohhhhhhh, no haha no no hahahha I'm ticklish! The guy kept tickling, making me squirm like crazy, finally spilling the drinks. . Someone said "tickle her!"and the guy grabbed my ribs and wiggled his fingers. I was laughing like a crazy woman hahahahhaha no no no please no I'm gaaaahhahhahahhhahhahaha ticklish! Hubby grabbed my wrists and held my arms up as the guy's wife started tickling my underarms with her nails as he's tickling my ribs. Now I'm squirming all over and laughing hysterically non stop HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHHHAHAHHAAH "I can't I can't" would come out when it could. They got me over to a table and held me down on it as I felt my heels come off. "Oh god not my feet" I hollered. A stranger had my legs locked tight as two women were tickling my feet with their nails. I was wild with laughter,going out of my mind,HHAHAAHHAHAAHAHHAHAAHAHHAAHAH OH GOD PLEASE NOOOO!. This went on for about twenty minutes on my feet, it had been about thirty five minutes since they started. They stopped and let me sit up to breath and have a drink, and make a washroom trip. I came back and about ten minutes to midnight someone said "get her". They had cleared a table in the middle of the room, they grabbed me and pinned me down and started tickling my ribs, underarms and feet for about five minutes. I was insane with laughter HAHAHHAHHHAHAHHHAH PLEASE PLEASE YOU HAVE TO STOP, ITS KILLING ME HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAH!
They stopped just before midnight, let me up and we rang in a very ticklish New Years. We stayed until about 1am, and I heard laughter from some of the other ladies who were getting tickled, but only for a couple of minutes each. I guess they were being sized up for future parties. As I guessed, hubby had set up the whole thing. He loved every minute!
