So this is my third post about the amazing Sarah and its a fun one.
So it was a night we went to a gig in Town. A few hours before it started, I called to her house and we started off having a few drinks. It was a Saturday and she had just had a lazy day so she was still in her pjs. A loose t shirt and small cotton boxer shorts with white ankle socks. She was a cute size 4 uk and honestly as soon as I'd stepped in the door I found it hard to take my eyes away from her feet. Up til this point I hadn't gotten the opportunity to get her feet, and I was desperate to find out how bad they were. I knew they had to be considering how bad she is everywhere else.
We chilled out in the living room for a while chatting and listening to music, her lying sideways in the armchair by the door, me on the sofa. Looking across at her dangling feet was just too tempting, so I went out to get us more drinks. Just as I passed I danced my fingers up the sole of her foot, bringing out the giggles I always loved "hehehheh heyyy no no no" She pulled her knees up to her chest and pushed her feet in under her bum, with a fake frown on her face but unable to stop her lips turning into a smile. I got our drinks and came back and we resumed our chats. A little while later she headed upstairs to get changed before we left. She came back down and I was pleasantly surprised seeing what she was wearing. She always wore Nike shoes, so that was to be expected, but a short denim skirt and a tiny black top that looked closer to just a bra, definitely wasn't. She wore a big baggy shirt over it so she wasn't completely on show. We got sorted and got a taxi in to town. The night went well it was a good gig, but it ended at 10 and we didn't want the night finishing up then. So we got more drink in the shop nearby, and got a taxi back to my place.
With music playing, and more than enough alcohol, it didn't take long for both of us to be really feeling it. We were sitting facing eachother on the floor (we always ended up chilling on the floor). She was getting comfortable so she had taken off the shirt and her shoes. She insisted on being the one to get up to get us more drinks, but as she got up to her knees to stand, she stumbled a bit, enough for her to bend and give me a lovely view up her short skirt to her cute little cheeks as she stabled herself. It was all driving me crazy. I knew I had to find a way to start things off. So I tried tempting her into tickling me so I had a reason to get her back. Before she got back I took off my shoes, stretched my legs out towards where had been sitting, and leaned back onto my elbows. She came back and sat herself back down right next to my feet. We'd only taken a couple sips of our beers before she grabbed my foot closest to her and started scratching her long nails up my socked foot. Have to say her nails were torture, but I had my mind focused on getting her back, so I managed to keep concentration and try get away. She had my foot tight under her arm and sitting facing away from me, but a couple tugs of my leg and she had slid up closer to me. Finally I was able to slide my hands onto her bare sides and squeeze. "Eeeeeeehehehe ahahahaha" The reaction was exactly how I wanted, causing her to stop her own tickling and let go of my foot, which I swung around to the other side of her straight away. Now sitting behind her, with her sitting in between my legs I continued attacking her sides. She tried pushing her arms down by her side but wasn't able to stop me. She just giggled away, squirming and leaning back onto me. So much that she was pretty much lying back on top of me facing the ceiling while my hands moved around her sides and around onto her belly "ahahahahahohh shit shit ahaha" This had her kicking her knees up and making half hearted attempts with her hands to stop mine. She started sliding off of me, so I got my legs around hers, and quickly grabbed her wrists and pulled them up over her head. Lying next to her now, I positioned one of her arms up and under me, while I held her other arm above. The spider tickling was back, and she broke into another fit of giggles. I danced them all around her armpits for a while, giving he a few seconds of a breather every now and again. During one of these I undone a couple of the buttons on her skirt to loosen it so I had full access to her whole belly. "Fuuuuckahahahahaha" as my hand slid down onto her lower belly. I moved around here squeezing and scratching for just a couple more minutes before stopping and relaxing my grip of her arm. I would have continued normally, but I had my mind set on getting her feet at last. So I let her think we were done. She sighed as she stared up at the ceiling . She eventually sat up and started crawling back to where she was sitting before. Just before she did, I grabbed her foot and dragged her back to me, clamping my legs around hers. Straight away I started scratching both of her socked soles "oh go no pleasehahahahaha please no no not my feet not my feet ahahahaha" That was all I needed to hear. I pulled both her socks off and spider tickled up and down both feet, speeding up and slowing down. She was a giggling mess. Her feet were so smooth and soft, like everything I'd imagined them being. Playing with her toes with one hand and scratching her arches with the other, she couldn't do anything except flail her arms around, with nothing in reach to help her escape. She was really ticklish all over her foot, but her arch was by far the worst and that's of course where I focused even more. I never wanted this moment to end, so I non stop attacked every inch of her soles, leaving her thrashing from side to side, laughing uncontrollably. During all this, her loose skirt had been riding up and up, now clearly showing her jiggling cheeks and a purple thong. I started slowing the tickling down, still causing cute giggles until I let go of her feet. As she lay there face down panting for air, I moved around and sat on the back of her thighs. Knowing it wasn't over just yet, she tried reaching back at me, but I held both her wrists tight to her back. "Ahhhhhhhahahahah hahahaha" I started pinching up and down her side and it sent her crazy again. The only movement she could make was kicking her feet against my back, so it didn't take long for me to stop and grab her foot again and hook it under my arm. I scribbled away at her sole again as she went hysterical. It was clear they were as bad as I'd hoped they would be and more, it was honestly so much fun. I eventually stopped and she lay there face down exhausted while I stayed on the back of her legs. I really didn't want to leave where I was because almost her whole bum was on show, and she was making no attempt at fixing her skirt yet. Let's just say I enjoyed the view for a couple minutes while she caught her breath. I slid off her, and helped her sit up.
All in all, that was one of my favourite moments with Sarah, she had clearly really enjoyed it despite how extreme it turned out for her.
Apologies for the long delay getting this one done, life's been busy lately.
Hope yall enjoyed
So it was a night we went to a gig in Town. A few hours before it started, I called to her house and we started off having a few drinks. It was a Saturday and she had just had a lazy day so she was still in her pjs. A loose t shirt and small cotton boxer shorts with white ankle socks. She was a cute size 4 uk and honestly as soon as I'd stepped in the door I found it hard to take my eyes away from her feet. Up til this point I hadn't gotten the opportunity to get her feet, and I was desperate to find out how bad they were. I knew they had to be considering how bad she is everywhere else.
We chilled out in the living room for a while chatting and listening to music, her lying sideways in the armchair by the door, me on the sofa. Looking across at her dangling feet was just too tempting, so I went out to get us more drinks. Just as I passed I danced my fingers up the sole of her foot, bringing out the giggles I always loved "hehehheh heyyy no no no" She pulled her knees up to her chest and pushed her feet in under her bum, with a fake frown on her face but unable to stop her lips turning into a smile. I got our drinks and came back and we resumed our chats. A little while later she headed upstairs to get changed before we left. She came back down and I was pleasantly surprised seeing what she was wearing. She always wore Nike shoes, so that was to be expected, but a short denim skirt and a tiny black top that looked closer to just a bra, definitely wasn't. She wore a big baggy shirt over it so she wasn't completely on show. We got sorted and got a taxi in to town. The night went well it was a good gig, but it ended at 10 and we didn't want the night finishing up then. So we got more drink in the shop nearby, and got a taxi back to my place.
With music playing, and more than enough alcohol, it didn't take long for both of us to be really feeling it. We were sitting facing eachother on the floor (we always ended up chilling on the floor). She was getting comfortable so she had taken off the shirt and her shoes. She insisted on being the one to get up to get us more drinks, but as she got up to her knees to stand, she stumbled a bit, enough for her to bend and give me a lovely view up her short skirt to her cute little cheeks as she stabled herself. It was all driving me crazy. I knew I had to find a way to start things off. So I tried tempting her into tickling me so I had a reason to get her back. Before she got back I took off my shoes, stretched my legs out towards where had been sitting, and leaned back onto my elbows. She came back and sat herself back down right next to my feet. We'd only taken a couple sips of our beers before she grabbed my foot closest to her and started scratching her long nails up my socked foot. Have to say her nails were torture, but I had my mind focused on getting her back, so I managed to keep concentration and try get away. She had my foot tight under her arm and sitting facing away from me, but a couple tugs of my leg and she had slid up closer to me. Finally I was able to slide my hands onto her bare sides and squeeze. "Eeeeeeehehehe ahahahaha" The reaction was exactly how I wanted, causing her to stop her own tickling and let go of my foot, which I swung around to the other side of her straight away. Now sitting behind her, with her sitting in between my legs I continued attacking her sides. She tried pushing her arms down by her side but wasn't able to stop me. She just giggled away, squirming and leaning back onto me. So much that she was pretty much lying back on top of me facing the ceiling while my hands moved around her sides and around onto her belly "ahahahahahohh shit shit ahaha" This had her kicking her knees up and making half hearted attempts with her hands to stop mine. She started sliding off of me, so I got my legs around hers, and quickly grabbed her wrists and pulled them up over her head. Lying next to her now, I positioned one of her arms up and under me, while I held her other arm above. The spider tickling was back, and she broke into another fit of giggles. I danced them all around her armpits for a while, giving he a few seconds of a breather every now and again. During one of these I undone a couple of the buttons on her skirt to loosen it so I had full access to her whole belly. "Fuuuuckahahahahaha" as my hand slid down onto her lower belly. I moved around here squeezing and scratching for just a couple more minutes before stopping and relaxing my grip of her arm. I would have continued normally, but I had my mind set on getting her feet at last. So I let her think we were done. She sighed as she stared up at the ceiling . She eventually sat up and started crawling back to where she was sitting before. Just before she did, I grabbed her foot and dragged her back to me, clamping my legs around hers. Straight away I started scratching both of her socked soles "oh go no pleasehahahahaha please no no not my feet not my feet ahahahaha" That was all I needed to hear. I pulled both her socks off and spider tickled up and down both feet, speeding up and slowing down. She was a giggling mess. Her feet were so smooth and soft, like everything I'd imagined them being. Playing with her toes with one hand and scratching her arches with the other, she couldn't do anything except flail her arms around, with nothing in reach to help her escape. She was really ticklish all over her foot, but her arch was by far the worst and that's of course where I focused even more. I never wanted this moment to end, so I non stop attacked every inch of her soles, leaving her thrashing from side to side, laughing uncontrollably. During all this, her loose skirt had been riding up and up, now clearly showing her jiggling cheeks and a purple thong. I started slowing the tickling down, still causing cute giggles until I let go of her feet. As she lay there face down panting for air, I moved around and sat on the back of her thighs. Knowing it wasn't over just yet, she tried reaching back at me, but I held both her wrists tight to her back. "Ahhhhhhhahahahah hahahaha" I started pinching up and down her side and it sent her crazy again. The only movement she could make was kicking her feet against my back, so it didn't take long for me to stop and grab her foot again and hook it under my arm. I scribbled away at her sole again as she went hysterical. It was clear they were as bad as I'd hoped they would be and more, it was honestly so much fun. I eventually stopped and she lay there face down exhausted while I stayed on the back of her legs. I really didn't want to leave where I was because almost her whole bum was on show, and she was making no attempt at fixing her skirt yet. Let's just say I enjoyed the view for a couple minutes while she caught her breath. I slid off her, and helped her sit up.
All in all, that was one of my favourite moments with Sarah, she had clearly really enjoyed it despite how extreme it turned out for her.
Apologies for the long delay getting this one done, life's been busy lately.
Hope yall enjoyed
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Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
