another reposting of an ancient incident, i remember this one well. in fact, part of the reason I picked the name "Leo" is from this incident, the name "Leo" i associate with tickling from this and two other contexts. Anyways, once again, this was my out-of-control drunk girlfriend, literally just as I was moving out. She has since gotten her life together and the two of us are still close. But back then....well....look what she put me through!
One time my girlfriend was tipsy and I had just gotten home. She was actually waiting to be picked up on a date, if you can believe this. I was jealous as hell and trying to reason with her, and trying to be all like “I don’t care” While she was waiting, ANOTHER guy called her….and she was so messed up at this time that she usually didn’t even know or remember who’s calling half the time and this was one of those cases. All of a sudden she goes “OH LEO! Hi, sweetie!” and starts talking to him, all sweet and sexy. I’m at this point boiling with jealousy but also this kind of voyeuristic turned on feeling…really sick. Anyhow, I suddenly knew what to do.
I go over to her, and stand right next to her as she speaks. She’s chit chatting with him and suddenly I knelt down in front of her (she’s leaning up against the wall in a really tight powder blue lycra dress) and I grab her sides and really dig in. She absolutley collapsed into giggles. In all the years I’ve tickled her (and I’ve done it pretty thoroughly) this was the best, deepest giggles I’ve ever gotten from her. “Hold on Leo! My boyfriend is tickling me……” and with each word it took longer for her to get out since she was laughing so melodiously. So Leo held on as I tickled her savagely and she eeked and squealed and especially giggled long peals of laughter right into the earpiece. Leo must have asked after a minute “Why can’t you talk?” because all of a sudden I heard her say (through the real deep laughter) “I can’t”…he must have asked “Why?” “Because I’m being tickled!!!” and she would say these things really fast between deep giggles. He must not have heard her and asked again because she suddenly screamed out “BECAUSE I’M BEING TICKLED!!! NOOOO!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” and totally was trying to slide down the wall but I held her waist hard and was kneading her sides with my thumb and forefinger….I had her caught. He must have asked why you’re being tickled because then she screamed out “As a punishment!!!” And I continued on. Finally she screamed out “OW!” and I stopped.
She talked a bit more, explaining she couldn’t see him because she had a boyfriend (YEAH RIGHT!) and then proceeded to say let me give you my work number. I heard this and as soon as she started saying “212” I dug in again and she screaamed out giggling “OH NO!!!”…long peal of laughter and then through the laughter “212…AAAARRGHHahhaaha…..212 840 OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!” and everytime she would hit the number 0 (pronounced O) she would lose it as I would dig harder and never let her get farther. In fact, that's my strongest, most vivid memory of this incident when I replay it in my mind:"8-4-OOOOOOOOOOH!" and then long, deep peals of girlish giggling....the best I ever got out of her. Finally she mustered up enough breath and in one quick jolt screamed out the number before collapsing into another peal of giggling.
As soon as she hung up, I threw her on the bare wood floor and fucked the living fuck out of her. It was sizzling hot.
One time my girlfriend was tipsy and I had just gotten home. She was actually waiting to be picked up on a date, if you can believe this. I was jealous as hell and trying to reason with her, and trying to be all like “I don’t care” While she was waiting, ANOTHER guy called her….and she was so messed up at this time that she usually didn’t even know or remember who’s calling half the time and this was one of those cases. All of a sudden she goes “OH LEO! Hi, sweetie!” and starts talking to him, all sweet and sexy. I’m at this point boiling with jealousy but also this kind of voyeuristic turned on feeling…really sick. Anyhow, I suddenly knew what to do.
I go over to her, and stand right next to her as she speaks. She’s chit chatting with him and suddenly I knelt down in front of her (she’s leaning up against the wall in a really tight powder blue lycra dress) and I grab her sides and really dig in. She absolutley collapsed into giggles. In all the years I’ve tickled her (and I’ve done it pretty thoroughly) this was the best, deepest giggles I’ve ever gotten from her. “Hold on Leo! My boyfriend is tickling me……” and with each word it took longer for her to get out since she was laughing so melodiously. So Leo held on as I tickled her savagely and she eeked and squealed and especially giggled long peals of laughter right into the earpiece. Leo must have asked after a minute “Why can’t you talk?” because all of a sudden I heard her say (through the real deep laughter) “I can’t”…he must have asked “Why?” “Because I’m being tickled!!!” and she would say these things really fast between deep giggles. He must not have heard her and asked again because she suddenly screamed out “BECAUSE I’M BEING TICKLED!!! NOOOO!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” and totally was trying to slide down the wall but I held her waist hard and was kneading her sides with my thumb and forefinger….I had her caught. He must have asked why you’re being tickled because then she screamed out “As a punishment!!!” And I continued on. Finally she screamed out “OW!” and I stopped.
She talked a bit more, explaining she couldn’t see him because she had a boyfriend (YEAH RIGHT!) and then proceeded to say let me give you my work number. I heard this and as soon as she started saying “212” I dug in again and she screaamed out giggling “OH NO!!!”…long peal of laughter and then through the laughter “212…AAAARRGHHahhaaha…..212 840 OOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!!!” and everytime she would hit the number 0 (pronounced O) she would lose it as I would dig harder and never let her get farther. In fact, that's my strongest, most vivid memory of this incident when I replay it in my mind:"8-4-OOOOOOOOOOH!" and then long, deep peals of girlish giggling....the best I ever got out of her. Finally she mustered up enough breath and in one quick jolt screamed out the number before collapsing into another peal of giggling.
As soon as she hung up, I threw her on the bare wood floor and fucked the living fuck out of her. It was sizzling hot.
