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"Happy Birthday!" (sequel to "Got My Chance" m/f foot tickling consensual)
This is a sequel from "Got My Chance." I've been bringing these to tickletheater for the people who exclusive to tickle theater only. Hope you like.
So, this experience took place in February of this past year. You know where this is going by the thread title. It was three days before my birthday and I was off from work that week. It was a snowy time of the year to be off but that's fine cause I have polar bear blood. I was watching some hockey when my phone lit up with a text. At the commercial break I checked it, and it was Mandy! This is was a big thing cause I hadn't heard from her in weeks and I wasn't sure what was up. We go back and forth texting, "Hey how are you?" and all that catching up conversation.
Finally it comes to-
"What are you doing for you birthday."
Now I had some this and that type of plans but nothing I couldn't rearrange. I text back.
"Why you have a plan for me?" One minute later she writes-
"Well if your free, I'm available."
Now let me do a little background thing here. It had been quite a while since I got to have some fun with her so I wasn't sure if that stuff was even still on the table as an option. But hey I'm a guy and somewhat shameless so I gave it a stab.
Thumbs blazin-
"Do I get a birthday present?"
Minutes pass.
"What do you want? "
Smiley face was a good sign.
"You know what I want. lol"
Gotta throw the lol on there as a back up plan for a joke incase this goes poorly. You can always joke it off as something different if need be. And believe me more than a few times I've had to back myself out of that hole over the years.
My phone buzzed.
"Which is.." Damn she's gonna pull this out of me.
"I wanna make you laugh." Pressed send.
3 minutes passed. They were long minutes too.
"Ok I can swing that. When?" Thank god she wrote back.
"I'm off the rest of the week so you tell me."
"Friday I'll be home at 1. So come over at 2." She wrote back.
"Cool. You rock."
"Ttys bday boy." And the deal was set.
So I skip now to friday at 2:10, I'm at her door. She lets me in and we hugged and chatted and all that happy bff type crap. She was sporting fuzzy thick black socks and jeans with a sweater top. Her hair was down and she looked gorgeous. I guess an hour passed with us just hangin out in the living room catching up and I was getting edgy. I had spent the time talking and peeking at her sock feet wiggling and shifting. I didn't know how to just start it bluntly and I wasn't if she was gonna start it for me. Finally I had to do something. Fairly obviously I began HUMMING the happy birthday song.
She caught right on to my hint laughing.
"Is it that time?" She giggled.
"I hope so, I am after all the birthday boy." I had to play this angle.
"Ok let's go up stairs then." Mandy was already standing. I got up too.
We made our way up to her room.
"So how do you wanna do this." She looked around.
"I guess you lay down." I was actually a bit nervous but I was cool and damn ready to do this. Since our first experience I tickled her lots of times but this time felt different. She sat down on the bed and began to toe off her own socks but I stopped her.
"Don't worry about that. I got it." I lifted her ankles to get her up on the bed. I grabbed her desk chair and put it at her feet. I sat down and thought to myself 'here we go.' I lifted her socked feet and brought them closer.
I put my face into her soles and moved my nose around. I heard her lightly giggle. I loved moving my face and around her arches and feeling her toes wiggling around on my forehead. While I was doing this my finger was finding its way into the top of her left sock. I slid my face up and nipped on the tip of her sock to help slide it off. Always my favorite part, the unveiling. Perfect little foot and actually no nail polish, just clean bare toes. I rubbed my thumb on the pad of her big toe. I petted her bare foot for a moment and then looked to get that sock off the other.
This is a fun move. TRY IT: I pinched the clothe tip of her sock at the toe and lifted her foot juuuuust enough. I then scribbled my fingers all over her arch until her resistant wiggled the sock right off her foot. It's not a massive move but a fun different way to get that pesky sock off.With these wonderful barefeet before me now I tugged them a little closer.
I asked her
"How do you want me to hold you."
She joked-
"With chains!"
I asked
"Do you have handcuffs?"
"Noooo." She booed out.
I took off my belt and she struggled a little. "Hold on, its not that bad, don't worry. That looked harsh." And relaxed a bit. I slipped my belt around her ankle like a slip knot through the buckle. I put her two socks around her ankles and made the belt slightly snug. Enough the I could now hold the belt end, and have both feet right there.
"Now relax cause if you tug the belt with tighten more. So don't bug out." I laughed.
"Ok ok, I'm ok." She squirmed.
I held the belt locked ankles up and used my other hand sliding my fingers slowly up her soles. I got to the top of her arch and circled them back down. Through fits of laughter she said. "Never would have bet I'd be doing this today." "And I love you for it." I added in. I began itching up the center of the two arches. I was prying between the two as they wiggled and twitched. She laughed with no embarrassment.
Mandy wasn't a loud hardy laugher but she does have nice proud sort of laugh. I don't know if that makes sense but I noticed some girls have a rather shy laugh. For a few minutes I concentrated purely on her toes. Poking at them and lightly pinching at them. I dug between them. At some point in there I switched hands to try out my other hungry hand. Working her arches just as much. Spidering my fingertips allover her smushed arches. She pulled and pulled at her makeshift restraint with no result. I continued my ticklish assault on her beautiful soles. After 20 minutes I gave her a rest. She was clearly tired and sweating.
Mandy wasn't mad at me for going a little too crazy on her but she was trying to tap out. She kept saying happy birthday sarcastically and I told her this was the best present I ever had in my life. I felt bad so I gave her an option.
"Well we still have a half hour to go in this awesome present sooo... If your tapping out, you can either [A] let me try your stomach for the last half hour, or move on from tickling with your feet." She called out for choice B immediately. So as a good boy I ceased my tickle attack for the afternoon and began indulging my foot fetish with her. Either option was a victory for me, and my foot loving let her come down to earth as well. Arches taste so yummy after nice fingertip workout!
Thanks your reading and I hope you've enjoy my entries. If I bungled this thread up with typo's, my apologies!
This is a sequel from "Got My Chance." I've been bringing these to tickletheater for the people who exclusive to tickle theater only. Hope you like.
So, this experience took place in February of this past year. You know where this is going by the thread title. It was three days before my birthday and I was off from work that week. It was a snowy time of the year to be off but that's fine cause I have polar bear blood. I was watching some hockey when my phone lit up with a text. At the commercial break I checked it, and it was Mandy! This is was a big thing cause I hadn't heard from her in weeks and I wasn't sure what was up. We go back and forth texting, "Hey how are you?" and all that catching up conversation.
Finally it comes to-
"What are you doing for you birthday."
Now I had some this and that type of plans but nothing I couldn't rearrange. I text back.
"Why you have a plan for me?" One minute later she writes-
"Well if your free, I'm available."
Now let me do a little background thing here. It had been quite a while since I got to have some fun with her so I wasn't sure if that stuff was even still on the table as an option. But hey I'm a guy and somewhat shameless so I gave it a stab.
Thumbs blazin-
"Do I get a birthday present?"
Minutes pass.
"What do you want? "
Smiley face was a good sign.
"You know what I want. lol"
Gotta throw the lol on there as a back up plan for a joke incase this goes poorly. You can always joke it off as something different if need be. And believe me more than a few times I've had to back myself out of that hole over the years.
My phone buzzed.
"Which is.." Damn she's gonna pull this out of me.
"I wanna make you laugh." Pressed send.
3 minutes passed. They were long minutes too.
"Ok I can swing that. When?" Thank god she wrote back.
"I'm off the rest of the week so you tell me."
"Friday I'll be home at 1. So come over at 2." She wrote back.
"Cool. You rock."
"Ttys bday boy." And the deal was set.
So I skip now to friday at 2:10, I'm at her door. She lets me in and we hugged and chatted and all that happy bff type crap. She was sporting fuzzy thick black socks and jeans with a sweater top. Her hair was down and she looked gorgeous. I guess an hour passed with us just hangin out in the living room catching up and I was getting edgy. I had spent the time talking and peeking at her sock feet wiggling and shifting. I didn't know how to just start it bluntly and I wasn't if she was gonna start it for me. Finally I had to do something. Fairly obviously I began HUMMING the happy birthday song.
She caught right on to my hint laughing.
"Is it that time?" She giggled.
"I hope so, I am after all the birthday boy." I had to play this angle.
"Ok let's go up stairs then." Mandy was already standing. I got up too.
We made our way up to her room.
"So how do you wanna do this." She looked around.
"I guess you lay down." I was actually a bit nervous but I was cool and damn ready to do this. Since our first experience I tickled her lots of times but this time felt different. She sat down on the bed and began to toe off her own socks but I stopped her.
"Don't worry about that. I got it." I lifted her ankles to get her up on the bed. I grabbed her desk chair and put it at her feet. I sat down and thought to myself 'here we go.' I lifted her socked feet and brought them closer.
I put my face into her soles and moved my nose around. I heard her lightly giggle. I loved moving my face and around her arches and feeling her toes wiggling around on my forehead. While I was doing this my finger was finding its way into the top of her left sock. I slid my face up and nipped on the tip of her sock to help slide it off. Always my favorite part, the unveiling. Perfect little foot and actually no nail polish, just clean bare toes. I rubbed my thumb on the pad of her big toe. I petted her bare foot for a moment and then looked to get that sock off the other.
This is a fun move. TRY IT: I pinched the clothe tip of her sock at the toe and lifted her foot juuuuust enough. I then scribbled my fingers all over her arch until her resistant wiggled the sock right off her foot. It's not a massive move but a fun different way to get that pesky sock off.With these wonderful barefeet before me now I tugged them a little closer.
I asked her
"How do you want me to hold you."
She joked-
"With chains!"
I asked
"Do you have handcuffs?"
"Noooo." She booed out.
I took off my belt and she struggled a little. "Hold on, its not that bad, don't worry. That looked harsh." And relaxed a bit. I slipped my belt around her ankle like a slip knot through the buckle. I put her two socks around her ankles and made the belt slightly snug. Enough the I could now hold the belt end, and have both feet right there.
"Now relax cause if you tug the belt with tighten more. So don't bug out." I laughed.
"Ok ok, I'm ok." She squirmed.
I held the belt locked ankles up and used my other hand sliding my fingers slowly up her soles. I got to the top of her arch and circled them back down. Through fits of laughter she said. "Never would have bet I'd be doing this today." "And I love you for it." I added in. I began itching up the center of the two arches. I was prying between the two as they wiggled and twitched. She laughed with no embarrassment.
Mandy wasn't a loud hardy laugher but she does have nice proud sort of laugh. I don't know if that makes sense but I noticed some girls have a rather shy laugh. For a few minutes I concentrated purely on her toes. Poking at them and lightly pinching at them. I dug between them. At some point in there I switched hands to try out my other hungry hand. Working her arches just as much. Spidering my fingertips allover her smushed arches. She pulled and pulled at her makeshift restraint with no result. I continued my ticklish assault on her beautiful soles. After 20 minutes I gave her a rest. She was clearly tired and sweating.
Mandy wasn't mad at me for going a little too crazy on her but she was trying to tap out. She kept saying happy birthday sarcastically and I told her this was the best present I ever had in my life. I felt bad so I gave her an option.
"Well we still have a half hour to go in this awesome present sooo... If your tapping out, you can either [A] let me try your stomach for the last half hour, or move on from tickling with your feet." She called out for choice B immediately. So as a good boy I ceased my tickle attack for the afternoon and began indulging my foot fetish with her. Either option was a victory for me, and my foot loving let her come down to earth as well. Arches taste so yummy after nice fingertip workout!
Thanks your reading and I hope you've enjoy my entries. If I bungled this thread up with typo's, my apologies!
