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Usual disclaimer applies here, if you’re under 18 reading this will make you blind so
go away. This story deals with underage sex so if offended please close the door on your
way out.
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Best Friends
I have been best friends with Kelly for as long as I can remember. When we were kids
we were always playing silly games and sleeping over at each other’s house. At
some point while we were playing I would end up getting tickled. Not the long drawn
out, torturous tickling, simple soft tickling was all.
As we entered middle school we were into our newfound skill of painting. It seemed
every weekend we would go to the park and paint for hours. We talked about our peers
and went to the mall on Saturdays. Kelly still loved to tickle me in short bursts,
but it still didn’t go to far, just Childs play.
As we entered high school our circle of friends grew. We both seemed to flourish in
softball. Many of the girls on our team became good friends with us. It was
during this time that I noticed Kelly sneaking in tickles on me more and more.
She would tickle me in the girls shower, walking home from school, and even as I talked
with boys on the phone. Thankfully it only lasted for a few seconds but it was
beginning to make me worry.
As we entered our senior years in school I was spending more time with boys and my other
friends. Due to all of the tickling I tried to avoid Kelly in the halls and in the
neighborhood. Not sure of how to talk to her about the tickling I avoided her.
There was a small get together that both Kelly and I attended. It was like we were
old friends again. Talking for hours about the days of our past and laughing about
the silly things we did. A couple of our friends joined us as we chatted.
At some point we began drinking rum and coke. As the night went on Kelly was
slurring her speech and getting a little hyper from the drinks. As she talked louder
and became more animated she attracted more of the girls who were wondering what she was
talking about.
I noticed a few of the girls laughing at Kelly so I moved next to her on the sofa.
After I tried whispering in her ear to come with me to the bathroom I figured I would try
and take her drink. I leaned over her lap and was about to pry the drink from her
hand when I heard her say, “I see a ticklish belly”.
My short shirt had risen as I leaned leaving my belly bare in front of her. As soon
as I felt her cold fingers drift across my stomach I fell onto the floor as I reacted to
the tickling. Looking around the room and seeing everyone laughing and pointing at
me I felt my face go bright red.
Kelly was looking down at me so I gave her a nasty glare. When I shook my head and
attempted to fix my hair she was on top of me. I was surprised to see Kelly acting
so rough, she was always high strong but never so mean.
She was sitting on my chest and digging into my sides. My hands were slapping at her
hands but unfortunately I was laughing so hard my strength was zapped. I noticed all
of the girls were laughing at me, except Kelly, who had a look of lust on her smiling
face.
After a lengthy tickling on my sides Kelly inched her fingers up my ribs, stopping at my
arms. With her strong left hand she pinned my two arms above my head and started in
on my armpits. Wiggling her fingers along my tender, soft skin as I kicked and
screamed at her.
“STOOOOPP
3;KELL
3;KELLYYYYYYY
3;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHA!!!!!!!
3;..HEEEEEEELLLLPPPP!!!!!!!”
I cried.
As I fought, twisted, and turned to get her off me I finally was able to slap her in the
face knocking her off me. I quickly got up and turned to run when I smacked into the
circle that formed around us. The girls were pushing me back, “GET HER”
they screamed.
I was confused and frantic when Kelly wrapped her arms around me from behind and as I fell
back to the floor I watched in shock as the girls urged us to fight. I was again laughing
as Kelly straddled me with my arms wedged between her legs and my body. With her
fingers digging into my stomach I was quickly reduced to a laughing, crazed girl.
The room was filled with girlish laughter and high-pitched screams from the girls telling
me to fight. My legs were kicking and my waist bucking as her fingers circled in my
navel. Across my belly her fingers ran; then stopping to dig in on my sides she
sent me deeper into my laughing fits.
I was able to kick her off me once again. I panicked and tried to crawl away but
once again the circle of girls were pushing me back to the floor. I managed to reach
out and grab the leg of one of the girls surrounding me. My heart beat faster when I
felt Kelly pulling on my legs, calling out, “I’ not done with you yet you
ticklish little girl”.
My arms wrapped around this girls leg and I held on for dear life. As my legs were
pulled on my arms fell to this girls ankle. Then I felt my sneakers getting pulled
off! “NO!!! NOT MY FEEEEEEETT!!! I screamed.
This outburst that I had really made the girls watching interested to see how ticklish my
feet were. They all began chanting, “tickle her feet
3;tickle her feet”.
Kelly wrapped her legs around mine and sat on my lower legs. Then she placed my
ankles in an arm lock and began running her free hand along my socks. I heard her
asking, “Do you want me to tickle your feet?” “NO I screamed.
Her tickling fingers began speeding up sending me from giggling to loud laughter. My
fingers were digging into the ankle of the girl I was holding onto for help. I must
have pinched her because her free foot pushed my forehead back to the point that I had to
let go of her.
My fists were pounding into the floor and my upper body was bouncing up and down as the
tickling intensified. Then I felt her finger wiggling under my sock. With her
finger running against my soft skin I went ballistic. Then my socks were pulled off
and she began wiggling her finger all over my soles. With no consistent movement I
had no idea where she was going to strike next. Tears were shooting out from my eyes
and I began snorting like a pig as I tried to catch my breath.
My strength was leaving my body as the tickling went on. No longer able to twist my
feet or pound the floor I simple had to try and take the tickling. Drool was running
out of my mouth as her fingers continued to torment my soles.
When her finger went between my toes I lost my sanity. “HEEEELP
3;PLEASE
3;.SOOO
3;SOME
3;.SOMEONE
3;.hahahahahahahahhahhahahahahahahahhahahahhahahahahhahahahhahahahhah
3;MERCY!!
As I scanned the faces before me I began to sob. No one there was going to stop
this, they wanted to watch me get tickled silly. My body was shaking from the
tickling coming from between my ultra ticklish toes. With every flick of her finger
I jumped and screamed louder. Her fingers were wiggling and pinching at my
toes. The louder I screamed the more time she spent on that spot.
After I was laughing for a long time silently, and my body was going limb Kelly was being
told to stop. Of course she was in her glory and was not going to stop till I was
passed out. The sound of some of the girls demanding her to stop was fading away as
she tickled. I was still quivering from the hour long tickling, as Kelly lay subdued
on the floor beside me. It took me a long time to recover. When I finally had
enough strength to sit up I noticed a girl at each of her hands and feet pinning her to
the ground.
Kelly was still trying to fight them off and tickle me ten minutes after they stopped her
from tickling me into a sleeping tickle hell. I was so pissed off I stood before her
and pointed my finger at her as I called her a bitch. When she laughed at me I was
so mad I jumped onto her stomach. The wind was knocked out of her when I did
this. “Not so funny know is it. You stupid bitch
3;”
I jumped into the air again and came crashing down onto the middle of her stomach.
My feet were smashing into her stomach leaving her winded and confused. Kelly tried
to move her hands down to protect her stomach but was unable to over power the girls
holding her down. I stood on her and watched her trying to pull free. Now I
began to bounce on her stomach, her eyes growing wide with fear as I went.
It felt surprisingly good to feel her warm skin beneath my feet. It even tickled a
little as my feet brushed against her skin. Thinking the bouncing was leaving her in
a lot of pain I began rocking from my heals to my toes. As I came down on my heals I
made sure to dig into her a little, then when I came up on my toes I pushed in as deep as
I could. Let her feel my feet crushing her I figured.
After I stepped and poked her stomach to the point her skin was red from my feet I took a
few steps and walked up to her chest. After standing on her and looking down at her
pathetic self an idea popped into my brain. Looking around the room at all of the
curios faces I placed my left foot over Kelly’s breast; and then shoved my foot down
so hard I flattened her breast. My foot turned left and right as I tormented her
breast; her face was twisted in a painful pleading look.
Soon both feet were standing on her breasts and I was leaning to the right, and then the
left as I tried to shift my weight on her. The room was silent and all eyes were on
me as I stomped on Kelly. Kelly was real still as she looked up at me and watched as
I walked on her.
Feeling powerful and still pissed off I decided to go a little further. My left foot
was hovering over Kelly’s face; her eyes wide open in fear of what was coming.
I lowered my foot onto the middle of her face, and then my other foot found it’s way
to her face. With both feet and all of my weight on her face I felt as if her head
would get smashed as if I was standing on an egg.
Kelly was trembling beneath my feet, praying I would get off her. It felt nice
feeling her getting squashed under me. I soon found myself pinning her head with one
foot and pinching her nose between my toes with the other. I alternated feet and did
this to her for several minutes before I got off her.
Then I placed my foot across her lips and told her to kiss them to show she was sorry for
what she had done. Her lips met my sole and she showed the girls in the room how
much of a loser she really was. The room exploded with comments that ranged from
gross; to you go girl, as she kissed my foot.
Never one to be satisfied I told her to lick my foot. With my foot on her throat and
pressing down hard enough to leave her short on breath I placed my foot to her lips.
Everyone was laughing as she placed her tongue under my toes and licked all the way to my
heal. Satisfied she had learned her lesson I walked away.