Tickle Comic Novels & Stories

with tickles. "Tickle attack " I screamed and started tickling her. At first she was frightened but started laughing really hard. "Stop... Aah.. Aah... Christian.. " "I will stop if you tell me who your favorite person in the world is" " You.... Aah... "she said still laughing "Louder!" "Aaah.. You!! " She screamed. I saw that she was get really flustered so I let her go. Immediately i let her go, she stood up and started chasing me with a duster. I made her chase me all over my room knowing fully well that she can't catch me. After she chased me for so long, i gave in and surrendered to her. I sat on my bed but she pounced on me trying to take revenge. As she was about

It was so funny. Max Jackson, the school bad boy and player, attacked by his little sister who gave him a makeover. And not to forget, Max Jackson is also ticklish. I fell down on the floor, unable to stop my laughing fit. Soon, my parents and Cindy also cracked up laughing but stopped when they noticed the glare Max was sending my way.

While the other went head with the worst form of torture. I was soon crying and laughing, while begging him to release me. I’m extremely ticklish. And I know someone must have told me and it definitely wasn’t me. Who did he bribe or threaten to get that information from? “Why do you assume I would have to do either of these things to find out something about you?” He asks, tilting his head to the side. It made his hair fall over his eyes, looking sexy as fuck like that. “How else would you know?” He smiles, then he tickles under my arm. I squeal and try to cover up which I couldn’t do because he was holding my hand.

I sigh while rolling my eyes, but smirk when I see his hand lies in the perfect position. I spray some shaving cream in his hand, hoping he doesn't wake up from the noise. I freeze when Malachi moves a little but doesn't wake, so I take the end of my braid and tickle his nose a few times. He scrunches his nose, like he wants to sneeze. I tickle him again and bam the shaving cream splatters all over his face. ‘Yes’ I giggle, covering my mouth while falling backward from laughing so hard.

She asked again, as if she had not heard him the first time. "Yes. I said no. You can't just get naked in front of me. Set a trap, make me see you like this, as appealing as this, and still not do anything. You knew what you were doing" he said as he approached her, tickling her. She jumped backwards once and then twice. "Stop!" she shouted. "Stop tickling me," she said amidst laughter. She turned to him trying to tickle him. Pierce felt a sense of satisfaction when he saw how sad she looked when she found out that he did not actually have any effect on him.

A-“N o n o I was not lying, stop it now” He started to tickle her more, she was laughing with tears A-“Shiv stop it” S-“Told you, only if you say you missed me” She couldn’t bear it more A-“Yes, yes I was lying I missed you sooo much, please sto….p it” He stopped tickling her and looked at her with a smirk; she hit his arms calling him cheater, making him laugh **** Day’s rolled in gifs, their schedule was same, he picking and dropping her, sharing each other days, teasing and pulling each other legs

He shoves me backward onto the bed and starts tickling me mercilessly. "plea..." I can’t even form a word. Laughter rips through me. "you're...killing me" he stopped "I don't think you can die from being tickled." he was still laughing at me. I gasp. "yes I can, tickling is supposed to be a crime." "Yet you used it on me first." "cause you won't die easy." "That's bullshit." We leave the bedroom still arguing, brush our teeth together at the sink, bumping elbows, exchanging quiet smiles. Breakfast is simple for two men surrounded by luxury,but it tastes better than anything I’ve had in years.

I asked as he slide closer to me. "Are you ticklish?" he asked while grinning. "No" I lied. He rose his eyebrows, making him look really cute. He poked my side, causing me to wiggle on my seat. "Lying is a sin!" he exclaimed, making me laugh. He then attacked me with his fingers. He tickled my side making me laugh out loud. I was having problems to breathe. He would stop to let me breathe and once I was done, he continued. He was laughing and damn, did he look good when he did. Such a melodious sound. Snap out of it Angel! You can't fall for him. "Say Ace Carter is the hottest guy I know!" he said and I shook my head. "Come on" he said with a chuckle. "Or I'll carry on tickling you" he said

Tony punctuated every couple words with squeezes, prods, and playful grabs to his side. Dillon couldn't stop the laughter diarrhea, which was a problem. He needed to escape! Not a drill. Dire emergency! Why the hell were humans even ticklish? It infuriated him endlessly. It was unfair! If he laughed enough, he'd get the hiccups and side stitches, which are both induced medical abnormalities! The bastard didn't just tickle him! That was assault! The worst part was, Tony himself wasn't ticklish in the least.

He tackled me to the floor, straddling my waist, and then tortured me with his fingers. "Please, Jace, stop!" I managed to plead amidst my laughter. But he didn't listen, his fingers dancing across my skin, finding their way to my armpits, sides, neck, and belly. A devilish smirk appeared on his face, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "I thought you said you aren’t ticklish!" He exclaimed, his fingers relentlessly tickling every sensitive spot they could find. Laughter erupted from deep within me, my body wriggling beneath him as I desperately tried to escape his playful torment.