Michael514
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On 12-18-05, in the tickling discussion forum, on the strange but true tickling thread, it dealt with strange reactions to tickling. I wrote an experience and Illtcklu and Sole seeker inquired about the story so I told them I would tell it, I'm sorry it took a while but here it is.
This happened some 20 years ago. My friends and I used to hang around my one buddies house and work on his Chevy Nova in his garage. One night I came up front and two neighborhood girls came by to flirt and tease us as usual. The one in particular,I'll call her "Nancy", was gorgeous. She had blonde hair and a face that resembled Lynda Carter. I was twenty-one at the time and she was nineteen. Well as I sat on the driveway to relax and she sat next to me and kept teasing me with comments and kept giving me little shoves. I deliberatley reached over and untied her left tennis shoe. She demanded that I retie it or else. That's when I quickly stood up, grabbed her ankle and pulled off her shoe. She was wearing orange socks . I started to savagley tickle her foot and she let otu a screaming loud laugh! I noticed that her foot was moist, soft, and warm from being in the tennis shoes all day. Anyways while I was tickling her foot she had a reaction I never saw before, she was laughing hysterically and was laying on her back in the driveway, but she never twitched, jerked, or squirmed, she just layed perfectly still. Even while tickling her and I asked her if she was going to behave now, she never answered, she just laughed and laughed. In fact she never uttered a single word. Even when I was tickling her foot she never flexed or wriggled it. I was tickling every inch of her foot too. the heel, arch, sole and toes. Finally after about five minutes I stopped and let her catch her breath. Wouldn't you know after tem minutes she started up with me again. That's when I upped the stakes. I gently took her and rolled her over on her stomach on the driveway, kneeled over the back of her thighs and pulled her ankles towards me. She screamed ,"PLEASE NO MORE, I CAN'T TAKE IT, PLEASE"! I then removed both her tennis shoes, took my left arm and locked her ankles together, took my right hand and again savagley tickled both of her feet. This time her reaction was completely different. When I looked back at her she was pounding on the driveway, and in between her gales of laughter she was begging me to stop and promising to be good when I asked her. I tickled her feet again for about five good minutes. I got off of her, she put her shoes back on and madly walked away from me because of the foot tickling. She very rarely teased me again. That's because everytime I saw her I warned her by stating,"if you mess with me again this time I will tickle your feet and you to death". She always got a look of fear in her pretty blue eyes when I said that. To this day I wish she would have teades me just one more time.
This happened some 20 years ago. My friends and I used to hang around my one buddies house and work on his Chevy Nova in his garage. One night I came up front and two neighborhood girls came by to flirt and tease us as usual. The one in particular,I'll call her "Nancy", was gorgeous. She had blonde hair and a face that resembled Lynda Carter. I was twenty-one at the time and she was nineteen. Well as I sat on the driveway to relax and she sat next to me and kept teasing me with comments and kept giving me little shoves. I deliberatley reached over and untied her left tennis shoe. She demanded that I retie it or else. That's when I quickly stood up, grabbed her ankle and pulled off her shoe. She was wearing orange socks . I started to savagley tickle her foot and she let otu a screaming loud laugh! I noticed that her foot was moist, soft, and warm from being in the tennis shoes all day. Anyways while I was tickling her foot she had a reaction I never saw before, she was laughing hysterically and was laying on her back in the driveway, but she never twitched, jerked, or squirmed, she just layed perfectly still. Even while tickling her and I asked her if she was going to behave now, she never answered, she just laughed and laughed. In fact she never uttered a single word. Even when I was tickling her foot she never flexed or wriggled it. I was tickling every inch of her foot too. the heel, arch, sole and toes. Finally after about five minutes I stopped and let her catch her breath. Wouldn't you know after tem minutes she started up with me again. That's when I upped the stakes. I gently took her and rolled her over on her stomach on the driveway, kneeled over the back of her thighs and pulled her ankles towards me. She screamed ,"PLEASE NO MORE, I CAN'T TAKE IT, PLEASE"! I then removed both her tennis shoes, took my left arm and locked her ankles together, took my right hand and again savagley tickled both of her feet. This time her reaction was completely different. When I looked back at her she was pounding on the driveway, and in between her gales of laughter she was begging me to stop and promising to be good when I asked her. I tickled her feet again for about five good minutes. I got off of her, she put her shoes back on and madly walked away from me because of the foot tickling. She very rarely teased me again. That's because everytime I saw her I warned her by stating,"if you mess with me again this time I will tickle your feet and you to death". She always got a look of fear in her pretty blue eyes when I said that. To this day I wish she would have teades me just one more time.
