Wet Tickling
(Posted on Saturday, September 22, 2001)
This story was submitted by TheGnome01.

Superbowl Sundays always brought out the best of Sunday out of the month of January. But this Janauary, this Sunday out of Janauary would go on to be remembered for actually a long long time.

It started with a 1:00 p.m. wake up call after a long night of partying. It was Superbowl Sunday. I definetly took off for this special day and a gathering of the boys with beer and hot steaming crabs. But this year wpuld be something new. The four of us had decided that we wanted a new setting. New characters would be added to the roster and viewing of this football game. We had decided to add our girlfriends, one night standers and others to the game. This had been decided around late December.

By 4:00 p.m. the house had been clean and ready to be fucked up again. At 6:00 p.m. we followed the pledge of allegiance and was ready for the opening kickoff.

5:00 p.m. rolls around and we were all there (all four guys), but no women and we had beer! But no women! That sucked! Finally one women made it over. Her name is Ashley. She is a very beautiful women at 5'7" with dark brown hair and an absolutely incredible figure. She could make a man shit in his pants if she walked by. This gorgeous little lady had come over about 10 minutes late.

The Giants and The Ravens were playing ball at the time. She knew who we all were, so she wasn't uncomfortable or anything. But despite the fact that the boys and I were routing for the Giants, she routed for the Ravens. Every time that they scored and did something, she would jump up and start cheering. Ashley drank a lot of our beer and a lot of our crabs, too.

She showed more excitement and emotional spirit than the boys and I ever did. I guess it was because the Giants (our team) was getting thier asses kicked. She even
teased us, pointing in our faces and laughing loudly at us during the Superbowl half-time show. I hated every minute of it. First, one of us left the room, then one after another until the room was cleared of males.

She starting laughing and pointing and saying, "Whats wrong little girls? Giants making you mad?"

We all headed to the kitchen. "I can't take this shit." I said angrily. We all had agreed that after Superbowl, she was going down.

So Superbowl was over and we got our asses smashed by the Ravens. Ashley continued to cheer and laugh in our faces. After 20minutes of after-game teasing, she decided to leave and head home. When she got up, I tripped her with my foot.

She fell and said, "Ah, don't be mad. There's always next season."

As she started getting up, my friend Brian dove on her. She tried to get up and he pinned her arms against the carpet. Her arms were spread out like an eagle. The other 2 jumped on her and helped to pin her down. I walked over to her, got on my knees and said, "Now it's our turn to laugh at you."

"What do you mean?" She nervously asked. I lifted her sweater and dug my finger into her belly-button. "Oh shit!!!" she screamed. "Hahahaha-haha, please ... hahaha!!! Not this!  Hahahah!!!"

I moved up to her armpits and I was in Heaven.

"NONO!!! HAHAHAH!!!!, OH PLEASE!!!! HAHAHAHAH!!! I'M SO SORRY! HAHAHAH!!! I CAN'T BREATHE!!!! HAHAHAHA!!."

"Relax," I said. "You're in for a long night." I moved down to her boots.

She quickly realized what I was up to and started begging and kicking some more. "WAIT, WAIT, I'M SORRY I TEASED YOU GUYS!!! I'LL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!!"

"You promise?" We all said.

"YES YES!!!" She pleaded.

"Naw, I don't believe you." I told her.

I asked for assistance in taking off her boots and socks as she struggled beneath me and was too strong. I got them off and then asked for them to restrain her movement again. She couldn't kick as much since her hands and legs were held down. So I sat by her bare soles and circled them ever so gently with my pinky finger.

"AHHHHH!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! No! Hahaha ... hahahahha!!!"

I tickled her feet for almost 20minutes as she started kicking and squirming until she yelled out, "I HAVE TO USE THE BATHROOM! "

"So?" I said teasingly.

"HAHAHAHAHA please, please! HAHAHAHAHAH!!!"

"No way," I said.

She moaned, "Please stop and let me use the bathroom."

I continued to finish my tickle-mission. In the process of tickling her feet, you could see little wet spots come through her jeans.

"Ahhh, isn't that sweet. Little girl wets her pants." I said in a real bratty voice.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! FUCK YOU--HAHAHAHA!!!!! " She said.

Then I started asking her ridiclous questions. If she answered them wrong, I would tickle her for 30 seconds. I asked her 5 questions. She got all of them wrong! So I kept tickling her until she stopped laughing and started moaning. We all wanted to see the outcome, so we didn't stop.

She started moaning and screaming very sexily until she started shaking and letting out her juices. I unzipped her pants zipper and stuck my finger down there. She started sexily screaming. We all stopped tickling her and looked as if to say, "DAMN!!!"

She laid there for awhile. I told everybody to leave! I wanted to stick my pipe down in that other pipe. When they realized what I was up to, they agreed and left. I quickly cut the t.v. off and took her up to my bed. I laid her on my bed and stripped her naked. We had sex for almost 2 hours. For 2 hours I got to hear her moan and say my name.

Then she got dressed and went home for the night. Before she left, she whispered in my ear. "This isn't over, you sick sadistic, perverted bastard."