Story 1. Me being a single guy I see no harm in visiting strip clubs & there is a club I stop by every couple weeks or so. Well about 2 weeks ago I stopped by my usual place. Grabbed a few dances nothing out of the ordinary. Now I'm not the greatest at leading & holding a conversation with people I dont know personally but anyway I was in the back room with a girl. & she was making small talk here & there, asking what my preferences were so on & so on. During conversation she suddenly & unexpectedly ran her nails down my side causing me to tense up and pause mid sentence of what I was saying. She looked at me smiled, and asked ticklish? I responded "sort of" at which point she proceeded to pin my arm down & lightly scratch her nails along my side causing me to tense up & start squirming. Unfortunately about 10 seconds after that there was a knock on the door indicating time was up.
Story 2. Same club different time & different girl. Now personally when it comes to tickling I prefer girls with small feet, but that’s just me. It was relatively early in the afternoon when I arrived. I’d say probably 3 or 4 girls rotating VS the usual 8+ late in the day & weekends. The bartender was a cute blond, standing roughly 5’5. Things being slow I figured I would try & grab her for a dance (which she agreed to). We head to the back room she starts by taking off her sneakers, then shirt, bra, & shorts. As she is doing her show I go “question”. Her: yes? Me: are your feet sensitive? Her: yes very! Me: mind if I see how sensitive? Her: certainly. At which point she plops down on the couch next to me & places her socked foot in my lap. With my left hand I clamp down on her ankle to keep her from pulling away. With my right I started tickling her foot. During the tickling she was giggling, scrunching her toes, & trying to wiggle her foot free. At point she says at least the sock offers a little protection. (that wasn’t going to fly with me) 🙂 Still gripping her ankle I pulled off her sock & tickled her some more. (her foot was a little clammy, but I wasn’t complaining) As I was tickling her now bare foot, she was still trying to pull her foot free, but was now digging her hands into the sofa, rocking back and forth & gritting her teeth trying to keep quiet. (I’m a nice guy so I didn’t torture her to badly, but it was fun) 🙂
Story 3. (A quickie) couple days ago I was driving to work. It was a nice day out had the windows down approaching a yellow light getting ready to turn red. As I approached the light I noticed a guy & a girl standing at the cross walk waiting for the chance to cross. Immediately after the safe cross light came on the girl grabbed the guys hat & ran across the street. The guy immediately gave chase catching her on the other side walk. She refused to return the hat so he starts tickling her armpits. Guy: (while tickling her) you gonna give me my hat? Girl: NEVER!!! & STOP TICKLING ME! Guy: ok suit your self *starts tickling ribs* Girl: SHIT! SHIT! NO! NO TICKLES! NO TICKLES! Girl: Fine heres your stupid hat! *tosses it in grass* Now stop tickling me!!! Guy: See, now was that so hard? At which point the light turned green & was time for me to move along.
Story 2. Same club different time & different girl. Now personally when it comes to tickling I prefer girls with small feet, but that’s just me. It was relatively early in the afternoon when I arrived. I’d say probably 3 or 4 girls rotating VS the usual 8+ late in the day & weekends. The bartender was a cute blond, standing roughly 5’5. Things being slow I figured I would try & grab her for a dance (which she agreed to). We head to the back room she starts by taking off her sneakers, then shirt, bra, & shorts. As she is doing her show I go “question”. Her: yes? Me: are your feet sensitive? Her: yes very! Me: mind if I see how sensitive? Her: certainly. At which point she plops down on the couch next to me & places her socked foot in my lap. With my left hand I clamp down on her ankle to keep her from pulling away. With my right I started tickling her foot. During the tickling she was giggling, scrunching her toes, & trying to wiggle her foot free. At point she says at least the sock offers a little protection. (that wasn’t going to fly with me) 🙂 Still gripping her ankle I pulled off her sock & tickled her some more. (her foot was a little clammy, but I wasn’t complaining) As I was tickling her now bare foot, she was still trying to pull her foot free, but was now digging her hands into the sofa, rocking back and forth & gritting her teeth trying to keep quiet. (I’m a nice guy so I didn’t torture her to badly, but it was fun) 🙂
Story 3. (A quickie) couple days ago I was driving to work. It was a nice day out had the windows down approaching a yellow light getting ready to turn red. As I approached the light I noticed a guy & a girl standing at the cross walk waiting for the chance to cross. Immediately after the safe cross light came on the girl grabbed the guys hat & ran across the street. The guy immediately gave chase catching her on the other side walk. She refused to return the hat so he starts tickling her armpits. Guy: (while tickling her) you gonna give me my hat? Girl: NEVER!!! & STOP TICKLING ME! Guy: ok suit your self *starts tickling ribs* Girl: SHIT! SHIT! NO! NO TICKLES! NO TICKLES! Girl: Fine heres your stupid hat! *tosses it in grass* Now stop tickling me!!! Guy: See, now was that so hard? At which point the light turned green & was time for me to move along.
Thanks for sharing your experiences here. 
