knight_tklr00
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She began to lightly scratch up and down my ribs stopping just short of my underarms,
my body jerked and the laughter exploded full force as she attacked my underarms. That's
when the others joined in, I began to laugh harder and harder as six pairs of hands began
to assault my most ticklish spots. How long they tickled me I didn't know, by the time
they stopped the only thing on my mind was the feeling of their fingernails as they scratched,
scraped, and glided over my ticklish bare skin.
I layed their giggling like an idiot while they left the room, I closed my eyes trying to
catch my breath. I slowly opend my eyes as they came back, they began to untie the ropes from
the bed but didn't untie me. My sister told me this was just a break we were gonna eat and
then they'd finish teaching me not to snoop. Since there were six of them and only one of me
I didn't have much of a choice, following them to the kitchen I looked in horror as the clock
read 1:00. Four hours,I was sure I wouldn't make it. We ate and cleaned up they allowed me
to use the bathroom, and then they took me back to the room. I didn't struggle I figured it
would only make the tickling worse, it that was possible, but I wasn't taking any chances.
It was now 1:30, three and a half more hours for my sister and her friends to "teach me a
lesson". As the girls began to very lightly tickle me, my sister informed me what they had in
store for me. They were going to use the spin board from her twister game, they had assigned
the colors to my different ticklish spots. Green was underarms, yellow was ribs/belly, blue was
feet, and red was ticklers choice. Since two colors were chosen on each turn the girls split
into two teams, each spin would last for fifteen minutes. My sister continued to Grin down at
me as she took the first spin, blue, then the second one, yellow. They didn't waist any time
as their fingers attacked my feet, ribs and belly. The laughter erupted once again as the
sensations from the attack flooded through my mind, I could feel each and every finger and
fingernail as it tickled each ticklish spot. I began to laugh harder and harder until no sound
at all was coming out. Finally the fifteen minutes was up, they decided to give me 2 min between
each round.
The next round was a total nightmare both spins ended on green, when all the girls began to
tickle my under arms i went totally nuts. A scream of laughter was forced out as the feeling of
six pairs of fingernials scraping and scratching my underarms slammed into my brain. I learned
that day that the longer I'm tickled the more ticklish I become, in no time I was once again
laughing silently as their fingernails continued there ticklish exploration of my underarms.
It seemed to last twice as long as the last time, but finally they once again stopped. My sister
wiped the tears out of my eyes, as I lay there trying to catch my breath. She leaned down and
whispered, "This is so much fun, I'm so glad your my brother". "Me too", I whispered back, even
as a battle raged in my mind over what I said. A part of me was yelling she's torturing you
while another part was saying she's your sister and besides you like this anyway. I really thought
the tickling was making me crazy, all this went through my head in a flash as I heard the spinner
again.
This time it landed on red both times, so each girl chose a spot. One girl started tickling my
feet, while two other tickled my belly. Another girl started on my sides, while my sister and her
best friend once again went after my underarms. My sister began using her fingernails to draw little
figure eights while the other girl went from ticklish spot to ticklish spot. I could feel the girls
as they tickled my belly, their fingernails moving up and down, back and forth. The girl on my ribs
had began counting my ribs making sure to tickle each and every rib. I learned that day that the
longer I'm tickled the more ticklish other parts of my body become. My feet weren't usually that
ticklish, but as the girls fingernails danced over my soles my mind screamed with each ticklish
sensation. The laughter continued to poor from me as their fingers tested each ticklish spot, my
body jerked with each ticklish touch of their fingers. Once again they finally stopped and let me
rest.
For the next two hours my sister and her friends tickled me sensless, literally. By the time they
were done with me I had to be helped to my room, of course the two girls that helped me tickled me
for a couple of minutes after we got there. As I lay there, breaking out in giggles every now and
then, I couldn't get rid of the idea that I enjoyed that and wondering how I could get them to do
it again.
This was my first true tickling experience, and my introduction into the joys of tickling.
I've had alot of tickling experiences over the years since then, some as the ticklee and some
as the tickler. If you'd like to hear some more or you want to detail on the last two hours
of this story let me know or IM me, anyway I hope you enjoyed my story.
Take care
my body jerked and the laughter exploded full force as she attacked my underarms. That's
when the others joined in, I began to laugh harder and harder as six pairs of hands began
to assault my most ticklish spots. How long they tickled me I didn't know, by the time
they stopped the only thing on my mind was the feeling of their fingernails as they scratched,
scraped, and glided over my ticklish bare skin.
I layed their giggling like an idiot while they left the room, I closed my eyes trying to
catch my breath. I slowly opend my eyes as they came back, they began to untie the ropes from
the bed but didn't untie me. My sister told me this was just a break we were gonna eat and
then they'd finish teaching me not to snoop. Since there were six of them and only one of me
I didn't have much of a choice, following them to the kitchen I looked in horror as the clock
read 1:00. Four hours,I was sure I wouldn't make it. We ate and cleaned up they allowed me
to use the bathroom, and then they took me back to the room. I didn't struggle I figured it
would only make the tickling worse, it that was possible, but I wasn't taking any chances.
It was now 1:30, three and a half more hours for my sister and her friends to "teach me a
lesson". As the girls began to very lightly tickle me, my sister informed me what they had in
store for me. They were going to use the spin board from her twister game, they had assigned
the colors to my different ticklish spots. Green was underarms, yellow was ribs/belly, blue was
feet, and red was ticklers choice. Since two colors were chosen on each turn the girls split
into two teams, each spin would last for fifteen minutes. My sister continued to Grin down at
me as she took the first spin, blue, then the second one, yellow. They didn't waist any time
as their fingers attacked my feet, ribs and belly. The laughter erupted once again as the
sensations from the attack flooded through my mind, I could feel each and every finger and
fingernail as it tickled each ticklish spot. I began to laugh harder and harder until no sound
at all was coming out. Finally the fifteen minutes was up, they decided to give me 2 min between
each round.
The next round was a total nightmare both spins ended on green, when all the girls began to
tickle my under arms i went totally nuts. A scream of laughter was forced out as the feeling of
six pairs of fingernials scraping and scratching my underarms slammed into my brain. I learned
that day that the longer I'm tickled the more ticklish I become, in no time I was once again
laughing silently as their fingernails continued there ticklish exploration of my underarms.
It seemed to last twice as long as the last time, but finally they once again stopped. My sister
wiped the tears out of my eyes, as I lay there trying to catch my breath. She leaned down and
whispered, "This is so much fun, I'm so glad your my brother". "Me too", I whispered back, even
as a battle raged in my mind over what I said. A part of me was yelling she's torturing you
while another part was saying she's your sister and besides you like this anyway. I really thought
the tickling was making me crazy, all this went through my head in a flash as I heard the spinner
again.
This time it landed on red both times, so each girl chose a spot. One girl started tickling my
feet, while two other tickled my belly. Another girl started on my sides, while my sister and her
best friend once again went after my underarms. My sister began using her fingernails to draw little
figure eights while the other girl went from ticklish spot to ticklish spot. I could feel the girls
as they tickled my belly, their fingernails moving up and down, back and forth. The girl on my ribs
had began counting my ribs making sure to tickle each and every rib. I learned that day that the
longer I'm tickled the more ticklish other parts of my body become. My feet weren't usually that
ticklish, but as the girls fingernails danced over my soles my mind screamed with each ticklish
sensation. The laughter continued to poor from me as their fingers tested each ticklish spot, my
body jerked with each ticklish touch of their fingers. Once again they finally stopped and let me
rest.
For the next two hours my sister and her friends tickled me sensless, literally. By the time they
were done with me I had to be helped to my room, of course the two girls that helped me tickled me
for a couple of minutes after we got there. As I lay there, breaking out in giggles every now and
then, I couldn't get rid of the idea that I enjoyed that and wondering how I could get them to do
it again.
This was my first true tickling experience, and my introduction into the joys of tickling.
I've had alot of tickling experiences over the years since then, some as the ticklee and some
as the tickler. If you'd like to hear some more or you want to detail on the last two hours
of this story let me know or IM me, anyway I hope you enjoyed my story.
Take care
