It's a Family Thing: A Tickle StoryIt was a warm, beautiful day in Ohio where Justin and his fiance Cassie were loving life. They sat outside enjoying the day as a couple. They were excited for Cassie's mom, Dawna, was coming to visit that day. Cassie had been wearing sweat pants and a sweat shirt, Justin a t-shirt and jeans. Seeing as how they had time before Cassie's mom arrived, Justin lifted up Cassie's sweatshirt revealing her tummy. He stuck his head underneath her sweat shirt and started licking her belly button. While it felt great it also tickled a lot. Justin started blowing raspberries which really got Cassie laughing! But then they heard the door bell. Justin took his head out from underneath Cassie's sweatshirt and went to go answer the door while Cassie used her sleeve to wipe off the spit that had gotten all over her tummy.It's a Family Thing: A Tickle Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Justin! Oh how's my handsome man doing!" asked Dawna as she happily walked inside their home. Cassie followed Justin in and gave her mom a big hug. While hugging Cassie, Dawna tripped
The Sisters Grimm: A Tickle StoryHaylee and her older sister Kelly had just come home from shopping. Haylee had bought a new pair of short shorts, a new low cut shirt and a new pair of flip flops. Kelly had bought the same things just in different colors. They both wore their new clothes home as they both looked really cute in them. After a while, they kicked off their flip flops, sat on the couch and watched TV. Haylee laid out on the couch next to Kelly where they both fell asleep.The Sisters Grimm: A Tickle Story3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Kelly woke up a couple hours later to the sound of knocking at her front door. She got up and answered the door. A woman was standing there. She had shorter black hair, blue eyes and a slightly heavier build. She appeared to be about 25 or 30. The woman said, "Hello dear, can I come in? I need to use your phone. My car broke down about a mile down the road."
Kelly replied, "Sure, come right in. The phone is in the kitchen."
The woman walked into the kitchen. It was a bit strange since there were many other houses she could have gone too b
F/F Tickling Story Babysitter's SurpriseLindsey Good was driving her car to her next babysitting job. Lindsey was a 23 year old girl with green eyes, long, slightly curly, dirty blonde hair. All her skin, including her soft belly, was tan. She was planning on babysitting a 18 year old girl named Jessica. Lindsey had heard from her parents that at Jessica's age, she was tired of babysitters, but was very excited when they told her about Lindsey. The parents also said that Lindsey was probably going swimming in their pool, so Lindsey brought her favorite blue flower pattern bikini.F/F Tickling Story Babysitter's Surprise4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Lindsey arrived at the house and met Jessica's parents.
"Ok were gonna be gone for about 5 hours." Said Jessica's Mom. "And you will be paid $20 an hour."
"Ok." Said Lindsey. Lindsey was very happy that see would be making $100 that night.
The parents drove away. Lindsey walked into the house, she noticed a very happy looking girl. The girl had straight short brown hair, and blue eyes. The girl was tall enough to have her head up against
The Fetish (Part 5)EXT. OUTDOOR CAFE - AFTERNOONThe Fetish (Part 5)3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Megumi and Duncan are seated at a table. They clink their drink glasses together in a toast.
DUNCAN Here's to our one year together.
MEGUMI Here, here.
They both drink. They then exchange gifts. Duncan gets a colorful letter envelope, and Megumi gets a square shaped gift in colorful wrapping. Megumi opens her gift first. It's a copy of "The Manga Cookbook".
Very clever. I like it.
Duncan opens his gift. A big smile comes across his face.
Duncan Graham, you successfully lasted in a relationship with Megumi Akiyama for a whole year. What are you going to do next?
Duncan holds up his gift, it's a pair of passes to Otakon.
I'm going to Otakon!
They both laugh.
We're so kawaii together.
They stand up from their chairs and hug each other, and then kiss. Midway into the kiss, Duncan sneaks his hand under Megumi's shirt and rests his hand on her stomach. Megumi rests her hand over Duncan's hand, lovingly holding it in
Waiting For DeathWaiting on a wooden bridgeWaiting For Death6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Standing under the moon
You said you would meet me
And you better be here soon
The rain is falling softly
But it won't disguise my tears
I need you to take me away
Please make it quick, my dear
Cover me in your black cloak
And lay me down to sleep
I'll lose my thoughts and torment
But my restless soul I'll keep
Kiss my lips softly
Until I become cold and pale
Just awaken me sweetly
From this place that I call hell
Now I see you approaching
A dark figure out of the mist
Your scythe sits on your shoulder
It's a sight I can't resist
As you walk ever closer
I see your distorted face
I'm screaming inside with agony
While I crave your dark embrace
Suddenly you're next to me
And then I feel the pain
My red blood surrounds us
After you pull out the blade
This isn't like I thought it would be
It's all come out so wrong
I dreamt up an illusion
Some imaginary song
Then I close my eyes
And fall into the burning fire
Yet, for some reason
You still fill me with desire
RejectionDon't try to hideRejection6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From what you can't ignore
If you close your eyes
You better be sure
It's not worth your time
Unless you find a cure
Just try to look inside
Take your final tour
Walk down the halls
Remember what you see
You say you got it all
But you're without me
Rejection against your wall
I only feel the sting
On the floor I crawl
As you walk out and leave
The Customer's Always RightSamantha was not happy. She was working the closing shift at the bakery in the local supermarket, and as usual, she could tell she wasn't getting out on time. At the rate she was going, it would probably be about midnight before she finished. Currently, it was about ten-thirty, and she was just starting to clean the big wooden table in the center of the prep area. It was dirtier than usual today, and she grumbled under her breath, scraping off hardened icing, fudge, and the sticky syrup from the cherries.The Customer's Always Right2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Once that was done, she crossed to the sink, filling up a bowl with scalding water so she could wipe down the last evidence of the day's work from the table.
"Why the hell can't this table be metal like the rest of them? Because that would be too easy," she growled, scrubbing at the table. "
Moving around to another side, she glanced up at the sales floor. An elderly woman and a younger man were walking around the produce section. Sam frowned. Kind of late for someone that old to be g
Was there much pain?Was there much pain?Was there much pain?6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the end, you couldn't tell.
As your heart beat slowed,
Taking your warmth with it,
On it's way out.
Your eyes grew heavy,
Half-lidded, they sought me,
I was there, beside you,
Holding your cold hand,
But you couldn't see me.
As your last neurons fire,
Your life is spent at last.
In that final moment,
Was there much pain?
Through Windows and DoorsBreak away,Through Windows and Doors6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Into a million pieces,
A million birds flying on the wind.
Escape the mundane, through windows and doors.
Shed the shackles that hold you in place.
Clamor into the silence,
Shatter the oppression of noiselessness.
Breech the surface, turn the key,
Unwrap the bindings and let life breath.
Pick the locks on the doors of the prisons when the guards won't listen.
Set the flame and let it engulf your heart.
To Who I Was:If life hit you hard, fall, but stand tall,To Who I Was:6 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
If everything seem lost, go back to rise once more,
if you who is lost don't know where to go, open you arms and embrace the love,
if love fail you and don't know what to hold, use your anger and face the world.
This is confusionI love you so fucking much,This is confusion6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
But I hate you so much more,
I try to escape from your clutch,
But I never make it out the door,
You're kisses so toxic,
The kisses I adore,
But they can be like poison,
I don't want them anymore!
Your eyes make me melt,
But your voice makes me stiff,
All these feelings I've felt,
And only you can stop this,
I want to destroy you,
But I want you as mine,
Can't you see what you do?
Or have you been blind all this time?
Please stop doing this to me...
Listen for once,
As I plea for my sanity,
And pray for your absence.
Kill la Kill Navel Fanfic Part 3Kill la Kill Navel Fanfic Part 310 months ago in Romance More Like This
Satsuki Kiriyuin sat on the throne in her tower, draped in a bath robe and drinking some tea. She was trying to hold back the feelings of humiliation she'd felt after being forced to climax by Ryuko Matoi. Her navel was subjected to several things: toothbrushes, tongues, fingers, and other things. Her navel was sore, from the intensity at which her rival had ravaged it. Through the fuzzy bathrobe, she fingered her navel, trying to ease the stinging sensation. As it vanished, Satsuki couldn't deny that it felt good. It was like there was a connecting her clit and her navel, and every time she poked it, the vibrations would carry down to her nether regions and give her a pleasurable sensation. She put her cup down, and slumped back into her throne. She quickly lost herself, closing her eyes and sort of drifting off to sleep.
She was soon awoken by a familiar voice. "Lady Satsuki, you awake? Helloooo, Earth to Satsuki..." She felt a hand on her
A Dance in the RainUnder the rain,A Dance in the Rain6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My fury and pain
Will vanish, evaporate, wash away.
Under the moist, misty air,
I have not one single care,
As I dance to a wordless tune.
My toes tip! tap! tatter!
To words that don't matter,
For I know this will all end soon.
But I need not worry,
For I'm not in a hurry
Let the raindrops carry me home.
For when the sky's tears subdue,
I will think of you,
And then not feel so alone <3
ChainedChained to a wall of darknessChained6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can see the light above
Left in repeated broken dreams
Craving the air I'm deprived of
But I'm not going this alone
You're chained here as well
Shadows walk among us
You comfort me in this hell
You catch my blackened tears
I warm your freezing heart
Perfect in a messed up way
Always together when we fall apart
February 26.ThisFebruary 26.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and only this.
If were I
A Heart Like MineIt's true that I'm strong,A Heart Like Mine7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
but there's only so much I can take
before even a heart like mine
Pushed to the edge
time after time again...
who do you think you are?
You, who call me "friend."
I'm just so sick,
so tired of the abuse.
All of this emotional SHIT that
you don't know you're putting me through.
So I'll just stand here.
What else can I do?
You who call me "friend,"
where your promises ever true?
It's true I used to be strong,
but now I begin to break.
There's only so much disappointment
a heart like mine can take.
Long Letters, Make PoemsI have been here before,Long Letters, Make Poems6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a long time ago,
when we were happy,
and we swear our love.
Love was our fuel,
it ended dying with our last kiss,
not matter what i did,
you ended forgetting bout me.
You were my hope,
my light in the dark,
a sweet sound to make me shine,
i cant believe that you send me to fly.
Why you let me alone in the dark,
wasn't I enough for you?
or simple you never loved me enough?
i will never know why left me out of your life.
Have you think about me?
have you missed me?
have you ever wish for me?
have you been love as i loved you with all my will?
You and only you will cure my heart,
longing for you my sickness has become,
in words i try to hide even if it is never enough,
i will run as far as i can just to escape from your eyes.
Forsaken in this place i am,
not a man but a doll of what i was,
a shadow just hiding in the dark,
how fool i have been to give you my all.
Me, I and myself all of us love you as well,
pretty feelings i try to write,
sadly hate is all i have,
I can't breathe no moreThe whispering wind drops off memories on the roadI can't breathe no more2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Smells of winter.
Foggy trees, hidden flowers, fleeting scenery, everything blurs
The maze of my brain.
Shivering as if I was drunk with grief
Human wreck stares at me, hollow gaze
My past lives are hung on the wall of oblivion
Reborn from grief.
Eternal darkness reign above me, on this oppressive night
Snows of coal.
The image of your grave stuck in my head
As dead as you.
Sleeping InsaneHow can I sleep,Sleeping Insane8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The night has just begun,
How can you weep,
For the night is still so young!
My brain in chains,
My thoughts all disarranged,
Watching the clock,
holding the knife,
Waiting for the epoch,
the most memorable time of my life,
thats the taste of your lips,
I listen to your heartbeat,
I listen as your blood drips,
Can you feel my love,
Digging deep inside you?
Piercing like a knife,
permanent like a tattoo,
I'm not afraid of dying,
I'm just afraid of losing you,
I'm not one for lying,
I swear I'm being true,
Obsession takes over,
Insanity kicks in,
Why can't I stay sober,
When will love win?~
Broken is BetterBroken hearts they never mendBroken is Better6 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Bruised and tattered they beat within
Twisting and changing with every sin
Dealt or received they warp and bend
Until the day they feel nothing at all
No more pain
No more falls
No need for forgiveness
No way to forget
Too many wrongs
But a broken heart
Doesn't just quit
There's a longing
To feel something again
Because broken is better
Is something we miss
French KissingUsFrench Kissing5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You are me
Let us not perish in this kiss.
I touch my body to your hands.
Steer me under
the moon is blinded
by the rising sun, we lift
hips and knees and heels.
that curls and falls across the pillow.
Live in me, breathe me in.
Devour all my strawberry skin.
I crawl across
Egypt's cotton to touch
the maze of freckles on your head
with earthquake fingertips.
Grasp me for balance,
but we tumble, twisting in the wind.
WakeEyes meet, hands no longer touch. Smile meets grimace and the hope for compassion and understanding meets cynicism and a broken heart.Wake4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
She's ruptured him, but there's no turning back.
It's been weeks since she's ever directly said something to him. It's been a few days since she didn't call him for Valentine's Day and it's been years (it seems) since she's let him touch her. And still she wonders why he brushes her away, doesn't make eye contact, doesn't create conversation.
She has ruined him.
So long ago they were something, so short of a time ago they were just about to start and they were going to last. Yet without any sort of explanation she flies away; leaves him in the winter cold for a new spark, for a flame that is stronger than anything she has with him.
She wishes she could apologize, but that's just how things happen. She did not mean to fall in love, did not mean to forget him so easily, did not mean to take his body and his trust and his time in an embrace that she knew w
The Fetish (Part 3)INT. DUNCAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHTThe Fetish (Part 3)3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Megumi and Duncan are asleep on the couch as they lay in each other's arms. Megumi slowly wakes up. She carefully slips out of Duncan's arms and gets off the couch. She quietly walks over to a full figure mirror that's in a corner of the room. Megumi lifts up her shirt and admires her own navel in the mirror's reflection. She uses her hands to manipulate the skin of her stomach, making her innie change shapes.
Back on the couch, Duncan wakes up. He watches Megumi looking into the mirror. She uses her index finger to draw circles around her navel, and then inserts her finger inside of it. She coos as she pushes the finger deeper and harder into her innie.
What are you doing?
Megumi turns to him and smiles.
Bringing a new meaning to the term "navel gazing".
Duncan motions for her to return to the couch. Megumi walks back over to the couch and positions herself into Duncan's arms. Once Megumi and Duncan are resting face to face, th