UpSide2Gravity
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This is the first time posting a true tickle adventure. I've had many, but this just happened over the weekend, specifically Friday night. I went to Austin with my AMAZING partner. We are part of a drinking club with a running problem and scavenger hunt for booze across the city. It was the !st annual Weird Red Dress Run, which took place on Saturday, but everyone wanted to party Friday night since so many people showed up. My AMAZING partner and I had a conversation prior to leaving about tickling. In summation, I can tickle whomever, but I need to check in and make sure my partner is cared for.
My partner and I drove in around 10pm and met everyone at Barbarella's, an amazing bar/night club that blasted an 80's music playlist which you couldn't help but dance to. When we arrived everyone was extremely buzzed and overjoyed to see us. There were a bountiful amount of hugs and kisses being passed around. Everyone also noticed that we were the only sober ones, and that wouldn't stand. The next hour was spent drinking with friends and tearing up the dance floor with my AMAZING partner. Did I mention my partner was amazing? At this point there are about 30-40 of us, but we're scattered across the bar. We ended up in the back patio area. My partner was flirting with this beautiful woman, and asked me to get them drinks. I gladly obliged. There was an outside bar, but our tab was open inside, so away I went. I get to the bar and I see my friend. She is the one who let us crash in her spare bedroom and we'll call P. P is ravishing. Brunette, powder blue eyes, nose ring, tattoos, 5'3, 130lbs, size 7 shoe, and hips that don't quit. She immediately waved me over and patted the barstool next to her, I sat and offered to buy her a drink for hosting us. She accepted and we waited for the bartender to serve us. It was busy. P is very aware of my fetish and likes to poke literally poke my muscles, in a teasing manner. So this occasion was no different. She began to poke my sides to get the reaction she wanted.I’m typically a Ler, but switch if I’m in the mood. She got the reactions out of me and I asked if I could reciprocate. She was wearing red overalls, a white shirt underneath, a red baseball cap facing backwards and red low top converse. She crossed her legs so the sole of her right shoe was over her left knee. In the middle of a packed bar she removed her shoes, slowly slid off her sock, and scrunched her toes. She looked me dead in my eyes and asked, “You wanna tickle me here?”, while she slid one finger down her sole. To say I was happy would be the understatement of the night. At first, I took one hand and began to lightly tickle the ball of her foot. Her giggle was intoxicating. I moved my fingers up to her toes and she erupted in laughter, and immediately put a hand over her mouth. This continued for about 3-4 minutes until the bartender eventually came over to serve us. Naturally, I removed my hand from her foot and was about to give the bartender our order. She grabbed my hand, placed it on her arch, whispered, “Don’t stop”, and she ordered the drinks through fits of laughter. The bartender came back with the booze, P wiggled her toes, leaned towards me, winked, and thanked me for the drink before putting her sock and shoe back on. She got up, proceeded to the dance floor, while I stayed seated, for obvious reasons. After my pants were cleared for departure, I took the drinks back outside to my partner and her ravishing lady friend, and found them making out. My heart was so full of joy. I walked over, doled out the drinks, and told them about my tickling adventure. We stayed there, drinking until around 1am. Eventually we are told about an afterparty another friend was hosting, at their apartment. A large group of us departed to make way towards the party.
When we arrive, mostly everyone is out in the pool/jacuzzi area. I went inside to use the restroom, while my partner proceeded to the pool area/jacuzzi area. There were about 3 people there. I used the facilities and took a seat in the bathroom. It was huge. I didn’t know bathrooms had seating areas. Anyway, I’m buzzed and was admiring how big it was when someone walked in. I popped up, apologized and was about to walk out until she told me not to worry, and asked me to stay.I then realized it was my other friend. We’ll call her R. R has no idea about my fetish and I don’t tickle people unless they know about my fetish. So I sat back down and she began to remove all of her clothing, until she was completely nude. I stared everywhere but in her direction, until I got permission from her to look at her visage. R is 5’1, gloriously thick, strawberry blonde, light green eyes, and a size 6 shoe. She sat down next to me in her finest birthday suit and proceeded to flirt. She caught me looking at her feet and asked me if I had a foot fetish. Before I could answer, she placed them both in my lap, wiggled her toes, and giggled. I told her I didn’t, but I have a HUGE tickle fetish, and I enjoy tickling feet. She gave me these puppy dog eyes, and told me that her feet were so ticklish, especially on her toes. I asked if I could tickle her, she laughed, and said, “Of course, silly.” I started at at her heels and lightly raked my fingernail up her soles, until I reached her toes. One at a time, I tickled inbetween her toes. It was a cacophony of laughter. She then proceeded to guide me to where it tickles most. It was a roadtrip of laughter. I lost track of time, but I would say this happened for 15-20 minutes, until she almost fell off of the seated area. She saw how big my erection was and said, “You’re welcome.” She slid her feet from my lap and ran outside, butt booty naked. Then, I followed. I eventually made it outside, of course after giving thanks to whatever force brought me this bounty of tickles. I honestly thought it wouldn't get any better. Boy, was I wrong.
Outside, in the jacuzzi, were 9 naked humans, 6 of which were women, and they were all my friends. My partner isn’t a fan of jacuzzis and decided to not get in. I went to her and spoke about how comfortable she’d be if I joined the others. Did I mention I had an AMAZING partner? She laughed, and told me, “Have fun tickling, honey.” I then stripped to my luchador boxers and walked into the jacuzzi. So, a quick description of myself. I’m 6’1, my measurements are 47/17/32, (chest, arms, waist.) and I have a six pack. As I descended into the jacuzzi, everyone there began catcalling me. It was friendly and I can’t lie, it gave me a confidence boost. There was nowhere to sit, so I was in the middle, surrounded by everyone. That being said, they did notice I wasn’t nude, and that was a no-no. Before my boxers were taken off, I noticed R staring at me. She proceeded to drunkenly tell everyone there that I like to tickle feet. I shit you not, the ladies looked around at one another, and one by one they raised their feet out of the water. I was shook. What did I do to deserve this? I must’ve been a Saint in multiple past lives and karma is thanking me now. I asked everyone if I may have permission to tickle everyone's feet. They said yes, but there was a caveat. My boxers had to be removed, but not by me. Two friends, who we’ll call S and T, asked my permission to remove my boxers with their feet. I know, you’re all reading this story and wondering, “How the fuck is this guy getting so lucky?” or “He’s full of shit.” I swear to Superman this is all true. Anywho, at this point I’m dumbfounded. I can’t speak, but my AMAZING partner answered for me. She said, “of course he would, ladies.” They used their toes to slowly take off my undies, putting their feet all over my nethers, and tickled me in the process. After I became nude, every pair of female feet were raised from the water, and I had my fill. I tickled them off and on for until 5am. To my surprise, the beautiful woman who had kissed my AMAZING partner, was one of the many pairs of feet I tickled. We’ll call her A. A is 5’2, latina, carmel skin, 130lbs, and has curves you would want to crash into, and a size 7 shoe. She asked me if I wanted to jump in the pool with her and cool off from the jacuzzi. I’m pretty sure I just made an audible noise which she took as a yes. She grabbed my hand to follow her to the pool. I looked over at my AMAZING partner to gauge how comfortable she was, she winked, and I did so in return. As A and I descended into the pool, she asked me what I enjoyed about tickling. I described how I enjoyed controlling the reaction individuals make while I tickle them. She then swam to the other end, grabbed the end of the pool, and made it so her butt and feet were buoyant. She looked over her shoulder and giggled while she slashed her feet, as if she were daring me to tickle them. Challenge accepted. Her soles were wrinkled to perfection and I lightly tickled them. She held onto the edge of the pool and laughed. It was high pitched and snorting distributed throughout.I don’t know how long I tickled her for. I was so focused on tickling her, time wasn’t real. She eventually sunk her feet back into the pool, stood up, and as she passed me by, she tickled my abs. The rest of the night was a foot tickling buffet. At some point, we realized that we were being loud and how late/early it was and we began to whine down. We’re all covered in towels at this point and walking into the apartment of the person who was graciously hosting us. I asked him if I could shower off and he kindly obliged.
So we are almost at the end of the story. This next part will be climactic. As I’m showering off, R walks into the bathroom with one of the other gentlemen from the jacuzzi. I let them know that I’m, and that I’m fine with them doing whatever, I’m not a prude. They really took that to heart, because the next thing I know, they’re having sex against the sink. He’s taking R from behind, but she is looking at me through the mirror. She then asks everyones if we all wanted to come together. I said I wasn’t up for sex. She said, “That’s fine, but can you masturbate in the shower for me?” I think it over and say fuck it, why not. She turned her head towards the guy and demanded him to tickle her while he fucked her. He did, and didn’t stop until I came. She was thrashing against the sink, moaning and laughing hysterically. I came so fucking fast. The entire night was basically an edging session with all the tickling I had done. After I came, she did as well, and eventually so did the gentleman. I finished rinsing off, dried myself off, and exited while they entered the shower. I went to my partner, told her the story, and all she did was passionately kiss me. We fucked when got back to the place we were crashing at. Perfect ending to a perfect night.
So that's it folks. To say that night was amazing would be an understatement. I’m lucky to have such open friends and an AMAZING partner. Thanks for reading.
My partner and I drove in around 10pm and met everyone at Barbarella's, an amazing bar/night club that blasted an 80's music playlist which you couldn't help but dance to. When we arrived everyone was extremely buzzed and overjoyed to see us. There were a bountiful amount of hugs and kisses being passed around. Everyone also noticed that we were the only sober ones, and that wouldn't stand. The next hour was spent drinking with friends and tearing up the dance floor with my AMAZING partner. Did I mention my partner was amazing? At this point there are about 30-40 of us, but we're scattered across the bar. We ended up in the back patio area. My partner was flirting with this beautiful woman, and asked me to get them drinks. I gladly obliged. There was an outside bar, but our tab was open inside, so away I went. I get to the bar and I see my friend. She is the one who let us crash in her spare bedroom and we'll call P. P is ravishing. Brunette, powder blue eyes, nose ring, tattoos, 5'3, 130lbs, size 7 shoe, and hips that don't quit. She immediately waved me over and patted the barstool next to her, I sat and offered to buy her a drink for hosting us. She accepted and we waited for the bartender to serve us. It was busy. P is very aware of my fetish and likes to poke literally poke my muscles, in a teasing manner. So this occasion was no different. She began to poke my sides to get the reaction she wanted.I’m typically a Ler, but switch if I’m in the mood. She got the reactions out of me and I asked if I could reciprocate. She was wearing red overalls, a white shirt underneath, a red baseball cap facing backwards and red low top converse. She crossed her legs so the sole of her right shoe was over her left knee. In the middle of a packed bar she removed her shoes, slowly slid off her sock, and scrunched her toes. She looked me dead in my eyes and asked, “You wanna tickle me here?”, while she slid one finger down her sole. To say I was happy would be the understatement of the night. At first, I took one hand and began to lightly tickle the ball of her foot. Her giggle was intoxicating. I moved my fingers up to her toes and she erupted in laughter, and immediately put a hand over her mouth. This continued for about 3-4 minutes until the bartender eventually came over to serve us. Naturally, I removed my hand from her foot and was about to give the bartender our order. She grabbed my hand, placed it on her arch, whispered, “Don’t stop”, and she ordered the drinks through fits of laughter. The bartender came back with the booze, P wiggled her toes, leaned towards me, winked, and thanked me for the drink before putting her sock and shoe back on. She got up, proceeded to the dance floor, while I stayed seated, for obvious reasons. After my pants were cleared for departure, I took the drinks back outside to my partner and her ravishing lady friend, and found them making out. My heart was so full of joy. I walked over, doled out the drinks, and told them about my tickling adventure. We stayed there, drinking until around 1am. Eventually we are told about an afterparty another friend was hosting, at their apartment. A large group of us departed to make way towards the party.
When we arrive, mostly everyone is out in the pool/jacuzzi area. I went inside to use the restroom, while my partner proceeded to the pool area/jacuzzi area. There were about 3 people there. I used the facilities and took a seat in the bathroom. It was huge. I didn’t know bathrooms had seating areas. Anyway, I’m buzzed and was admiring how big it was when someone walked in. I popped up, apologized and was about to walk out until she told me not to worry, and asked me to stay.I then realized it was my other friend. We’ll call her R. R has no idea about my fetish and I don’t tickle people unless they know about my fetish. So I sat back down and she began to remove all of her clothing, until she was completely nude. I stared everywhere but in her direction, until I got permission from her to look at her visage. R is 5’1, gloriously thick, strawberry blonde, light green eyes, and a size 6 shoe. She sat down next to me in her finest birthday suit and proceeded to flirt. She caught me looking at her feet and asked me if I had a foot fetish. Before I could answer, she placed them both in my lap, wiggled her toes, and giggled. I told her I didn’t, but I have a HUGE tickle fetish, and I enjoy tickling feet. She gave me these puppy dog eyes, and told me that her feet were so ticklish, especially on her toes. I asked if I could tickle her, she laughed, and said, “Of course, silly.” I started at at her heels and lightly raked my fingernail up her soles, until I reached her toes. One at a time, I tickled inbetween her toes. It was a cacophony of laughter. She then proceeded to guide me to where it tickles most. It was a roadtrip of laughter. I lost track of time, but I would say this happened for 15-20 minutes, until she almost fell off of the seated area. She saw how big my erection was and said, “You’re welcome.” She slid her feet from my lap and ran outside, butt booty naked. Then, I followed. I eventually made it outside, of course after giving thanks to whatever force brought me this bounty of tickles. I honestly thought it wouldn't get any better. Boy, was I wrong.
Outside, in the jacuzzi, were 9 naked humans, 6 of which were women, and they were all my friends. My partner isn’t a fan of jacuzzis and decided to not get in. I went to her and spoke about how comfortable she’d be if I joined the others. Did I mention I had an AMAZING partner? She laughed, and told me, “Have fun tickling, honey.” I then stripped to my luchador boxers and walked into the jacuzzi. So, a quick description of myself. I’m 6’1, my measurements are 47/17/32, (chest, arms, waist.) and I have a six pack. As I descended into the jacuzzi, everyone there began catcalling me. It was friendly and I can’t lie, it gave me a confidence boost. There was nowhere to sit, so I was in the middle, surrounded by everyone. That being said, they did notice I wasn’t nude, and that was a no-no. Before my boxers were taken off, I noticed R staring at me. She proceeded to drunkenly tell everyone there that I like to tickle feet. I shit you not, the ladies looked around at one another, and one by one they raised their feet out of the water. I was shook. What did I do to deserve this? I must’ve been a Saint in multiple past lives and karma is thanking me now. I asked everyone if I may have permission to tickle everyone's feet. They said yes, but there was a caveat. My boxers had to be removed, but not by me. Two friends, who we’ll call S and T, asked my permission to remove my boxers with their feet. I know, you’re all reading this story and wondering, “How the fuck is this guy getting so lucky?” or “He’s full of shit.” I swear to Superman this is all true. Anywho, at this point I’m dumbfounded. I can’t speak, but my AMAZING partner answered for me. She said, “of course he would, ladies.” They used their toes to slowly take off my undies, putting their feet all over my nethers, and tickled me in the process. After I became nude, every pair of female feet were raised from the water, and I had my fill. I tickled them off and on for until 5am. To my surprise, the beautiful woman who had kissed my AMAZING partner, was one of the many pairs of feet I tickled. We’ll call her A. A is 5’2, latina, carmel skin, 130lbs, and has curves you would want to crash into, and a size 7 shoe. She asked me if I wanted to jump in the pool with her and cool off from the jacuzzi. I’m pretty sure I just made an audible noise which she took as a yes. She grabbed my hand to follow her to the pool. I looked over at my AMAZING partner to gauge how comfortable she was, she winked, and I did so in return. As A and I descended into the pool, she asked me what I enjoyed about tickling. I described how I enjoyed controlling the reaction individuals make while I tickle them. She then swam to the other end, grabbed the end of the pool, and made it so her butt and feet were buoyant. She looked over her shoulder and giggled while she slashed her feet, as if she were daring me to tickle them. Challenge accepted. Her soles were wrinkled to perfection and I lightly tickled them. She held onto the edge of the pool and laughed. It was high pitched and snorting distributed throughout.I don’t know how long I tickled her for. I was so focused on tickling her, time wasn’t real. She eventually sunk her feet back into the pool, stood up, and as she passed me by, she tickled my abs. The rest of the night was a foot tickling buffet. At some point, we realized that we were being loud and how late/early it was and we began to whine down. We’re all covered in towels at this point and walking into the apartment of the person who was graciously hosting us. I asked him if I could shower off and he kindly obliged.
So we are almost at the end of the story. This next part will be climactic. As I’m showering off, R walks into the bathroom with one of the other gentlemen from the jacuzzi. I let them know that I’m, and that I’m fine with them doing whatever, I’m not a prude. They really took that to heart, because the next thing I know, they’re having sex against the sink. He’s taking R from behind, but she is looking at me through the mirror. She then asks everyones if we all wanted to come together. I said I wasn’t up for sex. She said, “That’s fine, but can you masturbate in the shower for me?” I think it over and say fuck it, why not. She turned her head towards the guy and demanded him to tickle her while he fucked her. He did, and didn’t stop until I came. She was thrashing against the sink, moaning and laughing hysterically. I came so fucking fast. The entire night was basically an edging session with all the tickling I had done. After I came, she did as well, and eventually so did the gentleman. I finished rinsing off, dried myself off, and exited while they entered the shower. I went to my partner, told her the story, and all she did was passionately kiss me. We fucked when got back to the place we were crashing at. Perfect ending to a perfect night.
So that's it folks. To say that night was amazing would be an understatement. I’m lucky to have such open friends and an AMAZING partner. Thanks for reading.
