Couples tickle stories!

Brothers

"SARAH CAKES!" I heard Louis call. I could hear rambling and him throwing things.

I walk into the bedroom. "What's the matter babe?" I ask softly, watching him flip and throw everything in the closet.

"I can't find it. I can't find my lucky jersey." He turns to me and grabs my shoulders. He shakes me a little when he asks, "Did you actually do something to it."

I push his hands off of me, "Yeah, honey, it's called laundry." He smacks his forehead and starts to calm a little. "Why do you need it today? Is there a game I don't know about?"

Louis is still looking as if he's calming himself down. "No, my little brother is coming over today and he bought it for me. Anytime he comes over, I wear it to show him how much he means to me." He bows his head.

"Oh, Louis, he knows how much you love him. A jersey is not the key to his heart or yours. Plus, Michael should be worried about graduating high school, not about some jersey he bought you." I say as I fold my arms in the doorway.

"Sarah, babe, we may have been together for 4 years, but you don't know my brother like I do. He got it for me and told me that if I don't wear it every time he comes over, then he knows how I feel." I roll my eyes at him.

I heard a knock on the door and I went to open it. "Hey, Michael! How's it going, buddy?" I say as I give him a hug.

"Hey, Sarah! Where's my brother? He better have on my favorite jersey of his." He starts towards the bedroom.

I quickly run in front of him and make him stop. "Hey, before you go in there, just know it's in the dryer and he tried to wear it before you came over." He frowned at me and pushed me out of the way.

"Big brother, I thought you loved me. Tsk tsk. Wait til I tell mom!" He teases. This makes me giggle a little and try to hurry and cover my mouth.

I see Louis peep his head out of the room, "Oh, that's funny is it?" I shook my head violently. Louis started to walk towards me, "I'll give you something to laugh at then." He says as he lifts me over his shoulder.

I start to pound on his back, "LET ME GO,
JERK!" I say giggling.

"Are we going to tickle Sarah?" Michael asked, almost too gleefully.

Louis plops me on the bed and straddles my body. "Yes, I take it you want to help." I look up at Michael, begging him to say no.

"Duh! Here let's trade places. I'll get her belly and you get her pits." They start to trade places and I try my best to roll away. "Oh, where do you think you're going?" Michael teases once he's fully on top of me.

Louis pulls my arms above my head and places each leg on top of them, holding me in place. "Come on guys... let's just talk about THIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHS!!!! HAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHOH!" They didn't give me much time to plead. Louis immediately attacked my arm pits and I'm screeching at the top of my lungs. He's never had help or tied me up before so I've never felt a double attack of my pits. This sent me into a tickling frenzy. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA! BAHAHAHAHAHBE! NOOOOHOOHOHOHOHOH PLEHEHEHEHESEEEEEHEHEHEHE! IHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHITS TOHOHOHOHOOHOHO MUHUHUHUHCH!!!" I plead.

"You should have thought about that before you laughed at my mis fortune. Are you ready for Michael to attack those adorable ribs and cute little belly?" He asks. I haven't even noticed that he wasn't tickling me yet. I thought I was already experiencing tickle torture. "Go ahead, baby brother."

With that, Michael attack the crap out of belly. He pinched my sides and scratched up and down my ribs every now and again. I couldn't even manage words, I was just screaming "AHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHHA HAHAHAHAHAHHAAH HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA AHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA STHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAP!!!!" I'm kicking, bucking, and pulling my arms, but these boys are just too strong.

"Hmm. I've never seen this before?" Michael says as he pauses from tickling me. "This looks interesting, should I press the button, Louis?" I looked up and saw that he was pointing at my belly button. I shook my head vigorously, still laughing because my pits never got a break. I saw Louis nod and laugh and Michael wasted no time! He inserted his finger and scratch all around my naval, using his other hand to scratch my ribs.

I was thrashing as hard as I could trying to get away from these jerks. That's when I felt Louis step it up a notch. He started to attack my neck and I tried my best to cover it up. "EHEHEHE NEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHO EHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH AHHH AHHH EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!" I let out my famous witch laugh.

Michael is cracking up. "That's a funny little witch scream ya got there, Sarah." He places his lips on my belly and does full blown raspberries all up and down my stomach. Then, he mainly focused on my belly button and the vibrations were too much.

"STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAP EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHSEEEEHEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH! HAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHAHAHHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAH." My laughter was slowly dying down and all I could manage were a few giggles here and there. I had tears streaming down my face and my body was growing weak. I knew all I could do was lay here and take it.

After about 15 more minutes of pure agony, Louis finally stops. "Alright, let's let her up. She's barely making a peep now." Louis says as he removes his hands.

"Sure, just one more..." Michael blew the biggest raspberry yet and I lifted my body to push him off me while in a fit of giggles. "That was fun!"

I fall back into my bed while I'm still giggling. I'm holding my body, hoping it will make the ticklish sensations go away faster. "For WHO?" I yell.

He smiles, "For everyone. It gave me ideas with how to tickle my new little toy." I instantly felt sorry for whatever poor girl was dealing with Michael.

"You have a girlfriend?" Louis asks, excitedly.

"Not officially, it's actually a very strange story." Michael starts to tell us this crazy story of being hired to babysit but in reality he was hired as a boyfriend. He told us how he tickled her and I knew it gave Louis ideas so I was trembling on the inside. "She asked for my number and we've been texting since then. I haven't seen her for about a week now, though. I think she told her dad and he hates me." He chuckles.

This poor girl has no clue what she's in for if she decides to join the Adam's family. I hope I get the chance to warn her.