Not much to report in this hazy memory which just popped into my head....
It's my first semester at college, and I'm in a dorm room, a dorm suite actually. A little party is going on. There's a friendgirl, Cheryl, on a couch, laying on her back. I don't remember anything other than i sit on her legs, I guess in the lap area.....the memory is that I'm sitting on her legs, but wouldn't that hurt? It's unclear, but what is clear is that she can't move. And I'm just goofing around, I'm not thinking tickling or anything, I just plop myself on her.
All of a sudden, she starts shrieking like she's in a movie.....squeezes her eyes shut and fountains of girlish giggles come exploding out of her. I'm not doing anything, though! What's she laughing about?
I turn my head and I see what it is. At the end of the couch, this other girl, Dawn, has crouched down and is tickling away at her feet, which were up on the armrest, both hands, all fingers scooping up steady, fast tickles right in the middle - she never moved her hands away from that one spot.
The memory is basically two very cear images, because I kept turning my head to take them in: one is Cheryl, eyes squeezed tight and just laughing, laughing, laughing free, she can't move, she's not struggling, she's just helplessly laughing, resigned to her fate. I can still hear her laugh, vividly, which I can't always say.
The other image that stayed with me is Dawn's face....the first time I ever saw "that look" that females get when they're tickling someone, totally satisfied, gigantic diabolical smile....she must have seen me trap her legs and didn't waste a moment capitalizing on it. She was so obviously relishing it.
The best part? It went on for awhile! Enough for me to turn my head a few times and take in what was going on. The only other memory I have of this incident is Cheryl sitting up and wiping the tears from her eyes. I wonder why I didn't attack her sides or something! I think I was so fascinated by Dawn's mischievous smile, and admiring her technique that I just sat back and enjoyed the show. She was doing a great job, and Cheryl was completely hysterical! Who needed me at that point?!
So once again....I assist in a great F/F attack! You're welcome, TMF....and Dawn! 😉
It's my first semester at college, and I'm in a dorm room, a dorm suite actually. A little party is going on. There's a friendgirl, Cheryl, on a couch, laying on her back. I don't remember anything other than i sit on her legs, I guess in the lap area.....the memory is that I'm sitting on her legs, but wouldn't that hurt? It's unclear, but what is clear is that she can't move. And I'm just goofing around, I'm not thinking tickling or anything, I just plop myself on her.
All of a sudden, she starts shrieking like she's in a movie.....squeezes her eyes shut and fountains of girlish giggles come exploding out of her. I'm not doing anything, though! What's she laughing about?
I turn my head and I see what it is. At the end of the couch, this other girl, Dawn, has crouched down and is tickling away at her feet, which were up on the armrest, both hands, all fingers scooping up steady, fast tickles right in the middle - she never moved her hands away from that one spot.
The memory is basically two very cear images, because I kept turning my head to take them in: one is Cheryl, eyes squeezed tight and just laughing, laughing, laughing free, she can't move, she's not struggling, she's just helplessly laughing, resigned to her fate. I can still hear her laugh, vividly, which I can't always say.
The other image that stayed with me is Dawn's face....the first time I ever saw "that look" that females get when they're tickling someone, totally satisfied, gigantic diabolical smile....she must have seen me trap her legs and didn't waste a moment capitalizing on it. She was so obviously relishing it.
The best part? It went on for awhile! Enough for me to turn my head a few times and take in what was going on. The only other memory I have of this incident is Cheryl sitting up and wiping the tears from her eyes. I wonder why I didn't attack her sides or something! I think I was so fascinated by Dawn's mischievous smile, and admiring her technique that I just sat back and enjoyed the show. She was doing a great job, and Cheryl was completely hysterical! Who needed me at that point?!
So once again....I assist in a great F/F attack! You're welcome, TMF....and Dawn! 😉
