Before I met my amazing woman Xu, Karen was my ex previously.
Hmm, she was very short, curvy, cute brown eyes and long brunette hair, tiny feet size 2/3 iirc?
We had decided to get together at the flat I lived in, she was very shy of course and didn't know what to say. I remember though she kept poking me and saying "does that tickle?"
"No" I said. She would keep this up for the next hour or so trying to find somewhere one me that was. I remember when we went back in to my room she did it again, I either said something and then tickled her, or I just turned around out of nowhere and started tickling her. She really was ticklish on her upperbody, I think I then started saying, "are you ticklish are you ticklish".
I think by this point she was saying "hehehehe yes yes".
I looked down at her tiny feet and started tickling her socked feet. "Not the feet" she said and tried covering them with her hand "oh why not?" I said back.
"No not the feet" she repeated, naturally I went for the feet, eventually wrestling both socks off and giving her tiny bare feet a good tickling. Her feet were definately her worst spot, it wasn't gentle giggling any more. When I tickled her feet it was more loud cackling. 🙂 A bit of a dirty laugh I would call it.
Suffice to say Not the feet broke the ice between us and I would go on for a few years tickling her feet all the time. I remember her once saying out loud with my mum nearby, "You are always going after my feet."
In time she actually grew to like it and she actually used to sit on my lap facing me, with her tiny feet behind her in a lap dance position.
I would always move my hands behind her so I could reach her feet and tickle away at her arches. I remember the feeling of those feet squirming whilst she sat there in my lap laughing her head off, or giggling. This happened a lot, Ignorance is bliss eh!
I even remember one evening before dinner, she was kneeling on me in that position again and I can't remember how it came up. But she said "ok you can tickle my feet for 2mins." So I did, I tickled and tickled and tickled her tiny bare arches and toes whilst she sat there cackling out loud.
I used to tickle her when I was on the phone too, most of the time she managed to resist being heard giggling. However I do recall one night that I tickled her sides or arms iirc and caused her "hehehehehe" out loud. At which my brother commented, "i'll leave you to it then." 🙂
We did split up once before we got back together again. She came to see me to get my man back as she called it and we stayed the night in a hotel. I remember at night she changed into a rather sexy red bed dress and she had painted red toenails.. I took one look at her and started tickling her feet, "no no don't tickle me" she said. "No don't", and tried moving away from me. The reason being I would later find out, is that my tickling her turned her on. I think she even told me then and there. "Oh I said" and tickled her all over, she couldn't stand it any more and after laughing her head off she threw herself at me and the rest of the night was romantic. 😉
There were some sexy moments where she would dress up in fishnet stockings, lingerie and black shiny pumps. The pumps would come off as she kneeled on my lap again and I would tickle her feet through the holes in the fishnets and eventually get the stockings off and just tickle her naked feet, this again happened more than once. Oh yes she had really ticklish feet and would laugh out loud, "hahahahahahahaha" 😉
The last moment that really sticks out for me was when we at my gran's house. She was falling asleep and made a comment like, "I am feeling half asleep, you will need to tickle my feet to make me move." Considering it started off with not the feet, she seemed to gradually go out of her way to even tempt me to tickle her feet. Which I obliged more than once.
Just before we finally split up I recall that I hogtied her and she sat on my bed with her feet behind her. I tickled those feet and there was nothing she could do about it, she never once told me to stop and after "mmphhing" a few times, burst out loudly laughing. She was as turned on as I was. 🙂
Hmm, she was very short, curvy, cute brown eyes and long brunette hair, tiny feet size 2/3 iirc?
We had decided to get together at the flat I lived in, she was very shy of course and didn't know what to say. I remember though she kept poking me and saying "does that tickle?"
"No" I said. She would keep this up for the next hour or so trying to find somewhere one me that was. I remember when we went back in to my room she did it again, I either said something and then tickled her, or I just turned around out of nowhere and started tickling her. She really was ticklish on her upperbody, I think I then started saying, "are you ticklish are you ticklish".
I think by this point she was saying "hehehehe yes yes".
I looked down at her tiny feet and started tickling her socked feet. "Not the feet" she said and tried covering them with her hand "oh why not?" I said back.
"No not the feet" she repeated, naturally I went for the feet, eventually wrestling both socks off and giving her tiny bare feet a good tickling. Her feet were definately her worst spot, it wasn't gentle giggling any more. When I tickled her feet it was more loud cackling. 🙂 A bit of a dirty laugh I would call it.
Suffice to say Not the feet broke the ice between us and I would go on for a few years tickling her feet all the time. I remember her once saying out loud with my mum nearby, "You are always going after my feet."
In time she actually grew to like it and she actually used to sit on my lap facing me, with her tiny feet behind her in a lap dance position.
I would always move my hands behind her so I could reach her feet and tickle away at her arches. I remember the feeling of those feet squirming whilst she sat there in my lap laughing her head off, or giggling. This happened a lot, Ignorance is bliss eh!
I even remember one evening before dinner, she was kneeling on me in that position again and I can't remember how it came up. But she said "ok you can tickle my feet for 2mins." So I did, I tickled and tickled and tickled her tiny bare arches and toes whilst she sat there cackling out loud.
I used to tickle her when I was on the phone too, most of the time she managed to resist being heard giggling. However I do recall one night that I tickled her sides or arms iirc and caused her "hehehehehe" out loud. At which my brother commented, "i'll leave you to it then." 🙂
We did split up once before we got back together again. She came to see me to get my man back as she called it and we stayed the night in a hotel. I remember at night she changed into a rather sexy red bed dress and she had painted red toenails.. I took one look at her and started tickling her feet, "no no don't tickle me" she said. "No don't", and tried moving away from me. The reason being I would later find out, is that my tickling her turned her on. I think she even told me then and there. "Oh I said" and tickled her all over, she couldn't stand it any more and after laughing her head off she threw herself at me and the rest of the night was romantic. 😉
There were some sexy moments where she would dress up in fishnet stockings, lingerie and black shiny pumps. The pumps would come off as she kneeled on my lap again and I would tickle her feet through the holes in the fishnets and eventually get the stockings off and just tickle her naked feet, this again happened more than once. Oh yes she had really ticklish feet and would laugh out loud, "hahahahahahahaha" 😉
The last moment that really sticks out for me was when we at my gran's house. She was falling asleep and made a comment like, "I am feeling half asleep, you will need to tickle my feet to make me move." Considering it started off with not the feet, she seemed to gradually go out of her way to even tempt me to tickle her feet. Which I obliged more than once.
Just before we finally split up I recall that I hogtied her and she sat on my bed with her feet behind her. I tickled those feet and there was nothing she could do about it, she never once told me to stop and after "mmphhing" a few times, burst out loudly laughing. She was as turned on as I was. 🙂
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