Couples tickle stories!

The "Babysitter"

"DAD! I DONT NEED A BABYSITTER! IM 16!" I say while stomping behind him.

"Well, you're acting like a four year old, right now, Ashley. You have a babysitter tonight, and that's final. I'm going out with Charolette. I'll be home in a few hours. Suck it up!" He says sternly as he slams the door behind him.

I plop on the couch and pout. Maybe I am acting like a four year old but that's only because he treats me like one! A few minutes go by and then I hear my front door unlock. I jump up and place myself on the side of the door. I see a man and instantly karate chop his neck. "WHO ARE YOU AND TELL ME WHY I SHOULDNT CALL THE COPS!" I bark at him.

"My names Michael." He gasps, "I'm the babysitter your dad hired."

My eyes bulged out and I reached to help him up. "I am so so sorry. I didn't know you were a guy." Then, I look him up and down. "Wait a minute, you can't be any older than 17! Tell me the truth." I put my fists back up.

"Calm down. I am 17 and your dad made it seem like I was watching a four year old. Your name is Ashley, right?" He sputters as he looks at his phone.

I grab it and sure enough that was my dad's phone number. I roll my eyes. "Yeah. But, sorry to tell you, you're just a pawn in my dad and possible new step mom's scheme." I say as I let him in and close the door.

"Do tell!" He says as he puts his finger over his lip, listening carefully.

"My step mom is always blabbing about how I don't have a boyfriend and she feels so guilty about having date nights with my dad when I'm here all alone." I say as I plop back into my spot on the couch.

Michael comes over and sits next to me. "So, I'm a potential candidate that your parents want you to date." I nod and throw my hands in the air as if to say "tada". "Well, that sucks. That means I'm going to miss out on one gorgeous girl." He gives me a smirky grin.

I blush at him, "How so?"

"Well, you would never go for a guy that your parents seem safe. Now would you?" He moves closer.

"Pshh pshh.. no!" I say trying to act cool. "Look, you were hired to babysit. So start doing it and cook us dinner." I say waving him away and scrolling on my phone.

He plucks my phone out of my hand and I throw my arms to the side. "You're right. I was hired to be a babysitter and since you have such an attitude, then no phone for you." He walks over to the counter and starts taking things out for dinner.

"That's totally unfair, you creep!" I say, following him.

"Cry me a river, baby doll." I fold my arms and roll my eyes. "Well, get cleaned up. We're going to make dinner together." He states as he pulls some food out of the cupboard.

"As if. YOURE the babysitter so YOURE going to make dinner." I state as I start to walk to my room.

He quickly runs in front of me and makes me stop in my tracks. "Well, little girl, YOURE my responsibility and last time I checked, I AM the babysitter. That means YOU have to follow what I SAY!" With every word he walks me back into the counter. "Get. Cleaned. UP!"

"Fine!" I say as I run to the bathroom. After I wash my hands, I peek out of the door. He's too busy checking his phone so I decide to make a run for it. I quickly dart into my room and don't dare to touch the lights. I lay as quietly as I can on my bed and stare at the wall since he took my phone. This is better than being in that room with him. I catch myself drifting to sleep.

The next thing I knew, I woke up to my arms being pinned and him on top of me. "Michael, WHAT THE HELL!" I scream once I realized I couldn't move.

"Your dad had some handcuffs in his room, so I thought they would be perfect for this." He smiles an evil smile at me.

"Let me go! HELP!" He placed his hand over my mouth.

"Tsk tsk. I wouldn't do that if I were you." He says softly. I felt my whole body shake at the sound of his voice. I started to whine in fear of what's to come next. "This is your punishment for not coming back when I told you to."

"I'm sorry. Please. I'll come and help you cook!" I beg.

"Nope, you get punished now." I winced when he lifted his hands, afraid of what he was going to do next. I thought he was going to slap me or beat me. But, to my surprise, he tickled my sides. I let out a big burst of laughter at the pure shock of what he was doing. "Awww. Is someone ticklish. Tickle tickle, little bunny." He teases.

"WHAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEH HEHEHEHEHLLLL!!! Hahahahahahha!" Once the shock subsided, the intensity of the tickles did too. My sides are not all that ticklish compared to other places.

"Hmm. What happened to those cute little giggles and your squirming? Let's find a new spot to tickle, shall we." I shook my head in protest as I fought against the cuffs. "Too bad. There's nowhere for you to go except under my ticklish fingers." He glided up to my ribs and that tickled a lot worse to my sides. I was starting to giggle harder and squirm a little more. "There it is. Sooo cute, little bunny."

"Hahahahhahah! Stahahahahhahap! Plehehehehehss!!!!" I beg pulling at the chains.

"No can do. Not until you learn your lesson, and you definitely haven't yet, little bunny." He scribbles his fingers closer and closer to my pits and I start to freak out. I'm trying my best to pull away but he had the upper hand. I knew I was letting him in on my secret but I was just too afraid to be tickled there. "Why do you keep running away? Are you afraid of.... THIS!"

With that he started to scribble and dig deep into my hallow pits. I screeched with laughter and bucked hard as hell under him. "AHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOT THEHEHEHEHEHREE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA" I couldn't help but scream with laughter and begging pleas.

"Not there? But, I think I found the tickle spot. You're so adorable being tickled like this and begging me for mercy, little bunny." He teases.

He stops digging so hard and does spidery tickles sending me into a deeper fit of giggles. My skin is so sensitive and I would much rather have him tickle me hard than soft. I'm screaming at the top of my lungs, begging for mercy. "AHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHA AHHHHHH PLEHEHEHEHEHSEEEEE! IHIHIHIHM SOHOHOHOHORY! HAHAHAHAHAHAHHA HAHAHAHAHAHHA AHHHHH AHHHHHH AHHHHHH! IHHIHIHIHLLL NEHEHEHEHEVER DOHOHOHOHOHO IHIHIHIHT AGAHAHAHAHAIN! PLEHEHEHEHEHSEEEEE! HAHAHAHhAhAhAhHaHaHaHaahaha....." my laughter turned silent as he kept torturing me. My eyes had tears in them and I was on the verge of passing out.

That's when he finally stops. "Alright, little bunny. Now you know what happens when you disobey me, don't you?" I nod my head, feeling so defeated. But, I kind of liked it so I had a slight smile on my face. "Now, get cleaned up and I better see you in the kitchen in five minutes! Got it!" I nod softly as he unlocks my arms.

He leaves the room and I get up to follow instructions. We cook dinner and eat while we wait for my dad to come home. I don't even dare to tell my dad what happened. I knew what awaited me if I did.

Before he left, I asked for his number. Charolette sure knew how to pick em!