A new tickle story

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A Tickle Story

"You better stop it…or else," I began to tease her endlessly.
"Or else what," she would defiantly ask me every time.
"Keep it up, and you'll find out." I wouldn't tell her exactly what I was planning to do her, just so I could keep her honest and on her toes.

I was hired at the local Wal-Mart as a people greeter in late April, and Diana was hired as a cashier a few weeks after. We both worked back in the Lawn and Garden section. As luck would have it, our schedules soon overlapped and we quickly became the best of friends. Being the close friends that we were, the two of us did just about everything in tandem. I would frequently accompany her when she took her frequent cigarette breaks, and we frequently would take our thirty-minute lunch breaks together. It soon became apparent to the both of us that I was falling madly in love with her. I knew to play it cool though, and not show my hand too early and possibly blow my shot with her.

A week or two went by before Diana would find ways to playfully tease me about some of my idiosyncrasies. The first occurrence was in early June when she was discussing her schedule for the week with me. I mentioned that I clocked out to go home at ten-thirty that evening. She immediately fell in love with my 'cute German' accent and the way I said ten-thirty, so much so that she began to playfully mimic me like a parrot by constantly asking me what time I got done work. I would tease her right back by telling her that she better stop if she knew what was good for her.

"What are you going to do," Diana defiantly asked me every time without missing a beat. "You don't want to know," I would warn her with a sly smile. I was hoping that she would continue to press the issue so that I could put my plan to work, but she would always end it at that. Another time, I would always tell myself as I hoped to catch her out just one time.
We had been the best of friends at work, but absolutely nothing could mentally prepare me for what would happen one Monday night two weeks afterwards. Early that evening, she nonchalantly mentioned to me that she was clocking out at 10:30 and had to take the bus home. Not wanting a beautiful, vulnerable young lady like that to take the bus and walk across a dangerous town in the darkness of night all alone, I volunteered to take her home. After mulling it over for a while, she accepted my offer for me to drive her home. Even though the round trip was at least fifteen minutes out of my way, I didn't mind spending some quality time alone with my new best friend.

"You better stop it…or else," I found myself saying more and more often to her as I drove her home. "Or what," Diana asked as she sat next to me the following Saturday night as we drove down the interstate toward her home, "what are you going to do?" Right then and there, I decided to give her a little taste of what I was planning on doing to her for the longest time. "Keep your eyes on the road," she loudly expelled as I reached out with my right hand, fingers extended, and quickly scratched behind her left ear. As with every night I dropped her off, I gave her a giant hug and slowly ran my fingers through her hair as she did the same to me before I let her out of the car.

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What I really wanted to do to Diana though is to chase her, grab her, hold her down on the floor at work, and tickle her until it hurts to laugh. It would be really easy to do there because the Lawn and Garden department closes at 9:00 and the rest of the store closes an hour later. It would be so easy because we are the only ones back there for that hour and nobody would come back to save that girl from that torture. Plus, there were ropes used to hang flower baskets for sale back there, among other instruments, which I could use to tie her up in order to make it easier for me to tickle her senselessly.

I decided that I didn't have the heart to put Diana through such embarrassment; that this was a private affair between the two of us. I had plenty of opportunities to accomplish this feat, as Diana began spending nights over my house. Diana was a small, beautiful Puerto Rican girl, which is my personal preference, in her early twenties of exactly five feet tall with rather petite size three feet. All the time while at work, I used to secretly sneak a few quick peeks at her milky white legs and ankles as I fantasized about tickling those sexy soles. Almost every other day, she drove me crazy by wearing an almost transparent pair of khaki-colored Capri pants. It wouldn't be too hard to use my imagination when I could actually see her pantyline. The Capris that she wore stopped just below her knees, and the shoes that she wore were at least one size too large for her feet. It would drive me to the brink of insanity when she would flex her toes and pop her heels out of her canvas flats, thereby revealing her red, cracked heels. Unbeknownst to Diana, I would have a front row seat and get some rather up-close views of her heels.

I would routinely dream about just the two of us back there all alone at work without anybody to bother us at any point during the day. She would be wearing a navy blue t-shirt along with those khaki-colored Capri pants, white socks, and white sneakers. I would chase her around the shelves until she was out of breath, before I would catch her and wrap my arms around her midsection. I would then drag her down onto the hard, cold concrete floor whereupon I would begin my tickling torture on her. Starting off by tickling behind her ears and on the back on her neck with my fingertips, I would move down to her shoulders and across her back while she giggles that very sexy giggle that I like to hear.

Diana would continue to twist, squirm, and attempt to get away from my tickling clutches while laughing very loudly, almost to the point of screaming, at the same time. Keeping her squarely on her back, I used my stubby fingernails to wildly scratch the back of her knees. She now was in the fetal position with tears flowing from her eyes. She then suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at me just as I untied her right sneaker and yanked it off her foot. I tossed it aside as a cool breeze washed under Diana's foot as she tried to retract it from my grasp.

"Noo…nooo….noooo….haaahaaahaaahaaahaaa…sssssttttttttooooooppppp," Diana loudly laughed as she lost all control of her bodily movements as she began kicking at me wildly, flailing her arms to and fro, and jerking her head back and forth very quickly. "Haaaahaaaahaaaahaaaa…llllleeeehhhhhtttttt--gggggg--ooohhhhhhh," she squealed very loudly as she once again laid on her side and began to tear up. "Sssssttttttooooooopppppppp--iiitttttt," Diana let out as she rolled back and forth on her rear end. Right then, I yanked the other sneaker from her foot and threw it aside as it landed next to her other sneaker. "Sssstttooooooooppppp--iiitttttttt," she shouted out as I started to tickle her socked feet as she now bounced up and down on her sexy rear end. I bent her toes back and gave both her soles a quick kiss before I grabbed her sneakers and ran away from her with them.

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"Gimme my sneakers now," Diana shouted after me as she began to chase me around and around the department, severely blackening the soles of her once snowy white socks in the process. After the fourth time around, I purposely slowed my pace so that Diana could catch me. Sure enough, she caught up to me in the back near the gas-powered weed eaters. "I'm going to tickle you now until you pee yourself," she sneered as she threw her arms around my stomach and forced me to lean up against the tall quadruple tiered shelving. "Go ahead, punk," I teased her as both her sneakers landed on the floor with a thud. Diana, with a huge smile on her face, then began tickling my stomach by taking her long, sharp fingernails and scratching outward from my belly button.

"Haaa--haa--ssssttttttttoooooppppppppp--iiitttt--ggggiiiiiiiiirrrrllllllll," I roared out with laughter as Diana drug me down to the floor and stood over me as I lay prone on the floor. "Ssttttooooooppppp--iiiiiittttttt--nnnnnnooooooowwwwwwww," I loudly let out as Diana got onto her knees as she continued tickling just below my ribcage. After a short while of this, I reached up and began tickling Diana in her midsection. "Hhaaa--hhhaaaaa--hhhaaaa," she cried out as she tumbled on her back as she landed on the floor in a sprawled heap. "Hhhhaaaa--hhhaaaa--hhhaaaaaa--ssssssttttttoooooooppppppppp--iiiiittttttttt--yyyyyyyooooouuuuuuuu," Diana shouted in laughter as I now sat up on my knees and hovered above her and frantically tickled her stomach. She wildly kicked her legs in the air as I continued to tickle everything between her waist and armpits ruthlessly.

I then threw my right arm under Diana's knees as I continued to tickle her midsection relentlessly. As I continued to prop her legs, almost vertically, up in the air, I ceased tickling her torso and immediately moved my fingers down towards her socked feet and her nearly black soles. "Don’t you even dare think about it," she warned instantaneously as she saw my hands move down toward her feet. She then started to kick her feet about in an attempt to shoo my busy fingers away from her ticklish feet, but I quickly subdued her by tightly grasping onto each of her ankles.

"Hhhhaaa--hhhhhaaaaaaa," she loudly cried out as I began tickling her right socked sole. "Leeeeeeeeehhhhhtttttttt--mmmeeeeeeee--gggggggggoooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh," she one again cried out as she tired to kick her feet wildly. As best as she tried, all she could do was to wiggle her toes back and forth wildly due to the grip I had on her right ankle. "Puuuuuuhhhhllllllllleeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzzeeeeeeeeee--lllllleeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhttttttttt--mmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeee--gggggggggoooooooooohhhhhhhhhh," Diana pleaded through eardrum-rupturing laughter as tears flowed from her light brown eyes. I looked up at her and flashed a devilishly clever grin as I stared deep into her eyes. Catching me off guard as I met her with a wide friendly smile, she made her move and began tickling me behind both of my ears with the tips of her toes.

"Hey...stop it now," I whined as I flung my hands at her feet, 'hoping' that she would stop. She didn't. Yes!

"Stop it, girl," I repeated again as she wrapped her feet around the back of my head and pulled me in closer, "don't make me tell Kiya about this tomorrow."

But it was too late. I was about to have the crap tickled out of me, and I couldn't have been happier. Unless of course...

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Like Diana, Kiya was a cashier in the Lawn and Garden department. The two of them had become really close friends over the past few weeks; and during that time, I witnessed them involved in several slap fights and tickle fights. Kiya was a couple years younger than I, and stood three inches taller than Diana. Before Diana came onboard, I had the biggest crush on Kiya; and I still had a little crush on her as the weeks and months went by. I would dream about tickling Kiya unmercifully and with the same intensity that I would tickle Diana when and if she would let me have my way with her. Luckily I wouldn't have to wait very long to put my plan into action.

"Tell me what," Kiya asked as she walked into the department with her best friend Ashley. Like Diana, she wore a navy blue t-shirt along with a pair of khaki-colored Capri pants. Completing her outfit was a pair of colorful pink socks and black size five sneakers. Ashley's customer service post was at the front of the store near the enterance doors. I knew her well from the many times she would come back into my department to relieve Kiya of her cashier duties while she took her dinner break. I also knew her from the times back in the break room that she would sit across from me at the same table as we ate our dinner.

Ashley was roughly around my age and was Diana's height. She also was a very cute Puerto Rican girl with strawberry blonde hair held back in a ponytail by a white scrunchie. As with Diana, she was a brown-eyed beauty with a light complexion who wore a navy blue t-shirt and khaki-colored Capri pants with black socks and black sneakers. I quickly figured out, by the way she acted around me, that she had a huge crush on me just like Diana did. I also wanted to treat Ashley the same way I would treat Diana and Kiya if given the chance, but she would have to wait her turn at the back of the line of course.

"Tell me what," Kiya asked again, louder and firmer this time, as Ashley came over and planted a wet kiss squarely on my cheek as Diana followed Kiya around the room with her eyes. "What are you doing to the poor boy," Ashley asked Diana with a hint of anger. "What am I doing to him? Ask him what he did to me for the past half-hour," she nearly screamed right into Ashley's face. "We're asking you," Kiya intervened with Ashley standing boldly beside her. "Go away," Diana stepped to Ashely and just glared at her with her right fist clenched down at her side. "Go away," Ashley mocked Diana as she kept on smiling broadly at her.

Just then, Kiya grabbed Diana around the waist and nearly threw her onto the floor. "Hhhaaaa--hhhhaaaa--llllleeeeehhhhhtttttttt--gggggooooooohhhhhhh," Diana screamed in laughter as Kiya began tickling her with her long fingernails. Diana countered by scratching at Kiya with her equally long fingernails. As the two rolled around on the filthy concrete floor that seemed like it hadn't been cleaned in the past dozen years, I pounced on Ashley, who was too busy watching the two girls go at it to notice me sneaking up behind her, and laid her facedown on the floor. After forcibly removing Ashley's sneakers and tossing them behind us, I clasped on to her ankles and pulled her feet in closer to my chest.

"Stop it…help me, Kiya," Ashley tried pleading with me to no avail, "She then let out a wild, full laugh and began kicking her free leg back and forth, trying to get it away from me, as I quickly scratched the socked sole of her left foot. "Geehhhhhtttttt--aaaawwaaaaayyyyy--ffrrr--hhhaaaaaaa--hhhhaaaaaa--hhhaaaaa--sssssssttttttooooooopppppp--," she babbled as I continued to tickle her foot with my knuckles now while I kept my eye on what Kiya and Diana were doing. In the meantime, Ashley tried to reach back to grab me while I was semi-distracted; I saw her grab for my shirt collar as I swung my head back around just before I grasped both of her wrists. "Aaaaahhhhhhhh," she screeched as I dragged her across the filthy floor on her butt away from her partner in crime. While Kiya was busy dominating Diana on one side of the room, I had drug Ashley to the other side of the room near the bags of charcoal as she lay sprawled on her back as I stood over her and began tickling her ribs and kidneys.

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In the meantime, my best friend Diana had somehow gotten from Kiya's grasp and now had Kiya on the ground and under her fingernails. I had never heard Kiya laugh that loud or for that long as when Diana finally yanked her sneakers off after tickling Kiya behind the ears and under her arms and all over her torso. I was too concentrated on giving the business to Ashley to really stop and look up and over in Diana's direction.

"Hhhhhaaaaaa--hhhhhhaaaaaaaaa--hhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaa--hhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa," Ashley screamed out in laughter as she just about kicked me in the face as I bent down to tickle her thighs. It was at that moment that I collapsed to my knees when Ashley reached up and began to frantically tickle me on my rear end. As I fell onto all fours, she then began to tickle my sides with her socked feet. It was then when Kiya escaped Diana's grasp and ran over to me with Diana closely in tow. With Ashley ripping the sneakers from my feet, Kiya dropped down to her knees and started to tickle my back while Diana arrived just mere seconds later and began tickling behind my ears and on the back of my neck as she also sat on her knees. All three girls now had me right where they wanted me, on the floor and laughing like a madman. It was only fair, after all, since I had the girls right where I wanted them at one point or another earlier on.

"Sssssstttttoooooohhhhhhpppppp--," I nearly screamed out in laughter while the Ashley, Kiya, and Diana were busy touching and tickling all over my body. "Hhhhaaaaaa--hhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa--," as I cowered in a fetal position on the floor as I was bombarded with thirty ticklish fingers running over my body. I then reached out to grab Ashley's ankles and pull them into my chest. "Aaaaahhhhh--hhhhhhhaa--hhhhhaaaaaa--llllleeeeeehhhhhhhttttt--ggggoooooohhhhhh," Ashley shouted as I began to relentlessly tickle her socked soles as she did the same to me. "It's not fair!" she loudly laughed after taking several deep breaths and gathered her thoughts, "stop it! Let me go!" Ashley continued to scream out in choking laughter as I continued to tickle her feet while Kiya reached over my head and started to ruthlessly rub against Ashley's chest, and as Diana now joined in on the fun as she began to tickle Ashley's rear end and her left side as she fell onto her right side while laughing like a hyena.

"I've gottttttttttaaaaaaaa peeeeeeeeeeee," Ashley loudly pleaded as I continued to ruthlessly tickle her, "llllllleeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhttttttttt--meeeeeeeeeee--gggggggooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Ppppuuuuhhhhhllllllleeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzeeeeee--lllleeeeeeehhhhhhttttt--mmmeeeeeeeee--," she continued as she thrashed about the floor, "aaaaaaaaa--hhhhaaaaaaaa--hhhhaaaaa--hhhhaaaaaa--". I finally conceded to Ashley's request to use the bathroom after a while, but not before making a few concessions of my own. "Okay, you may go to the bathroom," I replied, "but Kiya has to escort you there, and I'm keeping both your shoes back here." Ashley thought this was weird of course, but she reluctantly obliged, as she had no choice in this matter. The girls barely left the room before Diana stood me up and shoved me violently back against the shelving and began to frantically tickle my armpits with her very long fingernails while I kicked Ashley's sneakers deep back under the shelving where she might never find them again.

THE END