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Drunken Tickle Fun With Michelle (True Story, FF/M) 

8/7/2013

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Although I’m happily settled down now (not that that stops my tickling action) I’ve had my fair share of rocky relationships. A about a year before I ended up with Foxyfeather, the girl I am planning on marrying, I was with a hot mess, a cute, drink of water who we will call Michelle. Michelle, was a smoker, a drinker, an occasional drug user, who happened to be drop dead gorgeous, sexy, and was actually one of the premier sex idols of my college at the time…that is, every single guy and some of women wanted to get in her pants. (I was in graduate school at this time.)

Michelle was a good person deep down, but there were clear obsticles to her and me having and maintaining a proper relationship. In fact after 3 months of flirting, our entire official relationship lasted around 6 whole weeks. (But what a crazy six weeks that made me the envy of all my friends!)

Anyway, let’s get to the good parts: Michelle was around 5 foot 4, couldn’t have weighed more than 115 pounds, with shorter hair, and boobs that while small were petite enough to pucker out and make her look ridiculously shapely. She also had these light streaks of red in her hair that made me want to go nuts…but the real thing I first noticed when I met her was a tattoo of a giant feather…right on top of her foot. (Now don’t get excited…she didn’t have a tickle fetish and she apparently got the tattoo when she was drunk.) but during the flirting period, this presented a great opportunity for me to bring up the T word.

As she was showing me her various tattoos and I came across the feather one, I said “well no wonder you’re always so bubbly and laughing all the time…that tattoo on your foot must be perpetually tickling you.”

To this, she giggled. “It actually tickled a bit getting the tattoo…but then again I was drunk.”

A big smile on her face told me told me that future opportunities would present themselves. I joked about the feather tattoo tickling her foot several times over the next few weeks, every time she laughed over something. In fact, I made it a special point to do so in front of a friend of mine named Erin…why? Erin was one of my primary tickle partners at the time.

“She’s getting tickled again…” I said once while a bunch of us were out to dinner.

“What do you mean?” Erin asked looking at an already giggly (and slightly tipsy) Michelle.

“That feather on her foot.” I pointed out. And Michelle plopped her sandal’d foot on the table so Erin could see the tattoo. This gave Erin a giggle.

“If this guy tickles you, just let me know,” she said. “Cuz I bet he’s more ticklish than you could possibly be.”

Michelle’s face lit up. “Oh reaaally?” she asked.

I gave a nervous look, and could tell she was hooked on the idea. Erin smiling at me as if she had accomplished her mission.

It was about a week later when a bunch of us found our way to my friend Dan’s house. Dan was the resident party holder for the nights we knew we were going to get smashed. On this particular night the entire group consisted of me, my friend Dan, (duh) Erin, Michelle, and Dan’s old flame, still crush who had 3 boyfriends since him and would never end up getting back with him much to his dismay, Steph. Steph was tall for a girl, around 5 9, also thin, and had a big yet goofy smile, but she was quite intelligent and also fun.

All of us had been drinking some…I was slightly tipsy while Michelle was slightly more than that…but I had somehow managed to end up lying half-on top of her on the couch. Part of it involved us hugging and sort of making-out, while the other half involved her laughing and pushing me away because I was crushing her. In any event…Erin who had been watching the scene and laughing at it saw that my feet had gone over the couch arm while my legs were resting on Michelle’s lap. I could see a fiendish grin on her face as she ran over and yanked off my shoes—to which I replied in a bit of a tipsy manner.

“Hey you! Sthaap that! I know what you’re thinkiiiin!” but to my surprise it was Michelle who suddenly seemed more aware than she had been a minute ago, and I saw her look at me with a glint in her eye and slowly move her hand towards my feet. “Hey!! Don’t even!!” I started before I could feel her little nails gliding over my socked foot. I fell back and giggled a half tipsy, half tickly laugh. “sthaahahahap ittt!” I giggled which just made her smile more.

“You’re riiight, he is ticklish!” Michelle said as she kept at it.

“oooooh let me help!” Erin said as she starting tickling my other foot. I’m normally a thrasher, but in my tipsy state I was so out of it I couldn’t do much more than squirm.

“This iiisnst thfhahaaar!” I pointed out. “I’m druuunk!” I said laughing.

“We all are!” Steph said as she ran over to the scene and held my ankles firmly on the couch. “Sorry James, but you’re going to kick someone!”

I continued to whine about how unfair this was as I squirmed and wiggled, while all 3 girls laughed and Dan sat in the corner, kind of upset he wasn’t the center of attention, downing another beer.

“Yall fucked up…” he said matter of factly.

I continued laughing my butt off until I managed to turn over and yell something like “Presto escape!” and rolled off the couch onto the floor…somehow bringing a giggling Michelle down on top of me.

“Awww he escaped!” Erin said with a frown…not realizing in her drunken state I had only managed to move 3 entire feet away. It was only a couple minutes later that Michelle ended up falling asleep on top of me, while Dan, Steph and Erin did I’m not sure what.

The night ended a couple of hours later, but this was only the introduction to my tickle stories with Michelle…our short relationship involved a couple of other fun tales including a couple of Halloween parties a couple of weeks later when we were officially going out. Like I said, our relationship was short…but some of the fun times we had are times to remember.

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