Hey I thought I would share some memories I have of tickling friends a few years ago.
Growing up I had a good friend named "Kathryn". She was a few years younger than me and lived just over the road. She used to come to my house all the time just to hang out. Anyway, one day we were on my sofa watching a film; I was sitting down, and she was lying along the sofa with her legs on my lap, we were both a lil tired. She was wearing cute white socks and a pair of tight black trousers. Earlier we had tidied my room, so I had a feather duster on the sofa with me. Seeing Kathryn was kind of dozing, I picked it up and playfully wiggled it over her t shirt. She smiled at me and called me silly. "I bet you're ticklish" I teased her, to which she replied "not there I'm not". She then lifted up her socked foot and waved it about a bit in front of me playfully. She let me take it, and then I tickled her sole briefly with the feather. She smiled at me and shook her head. "What about this?" I asked, putting the feather down and very gently rubbing her sole with my fingers. She giggled very slightly and stuck her tongue out at me. "Hehehe a little bit". "Oh yeah", I teased "What about... now?" I suddenly started tickling her much more firmly, scribbing my fingers quickly over her sole. Kathryn immediately started giggling more loudly and trying to pull away. "Yes" she squeaked "that tickles, stop it!"
I tickled her for a few more seconds, then let up as she pulled away. "I knew I could get you" I teased. She gave me a playful whack then settled down next to me. I knew she had enjoyed the gentle tickling, so I promised her I would only tickle her feet really gently if she lay back down. She agreed, then we spent a good hour or so lying there and talking as I tickled her feet gently and she giggled softly.
I managed to tickle "Kathryn" a fair few times when I was younger, as we often saw each other alone in similar situations. And also, I think she enjoyed it. The first time I ever got her was after I had an operation on my hip. I was confined to my bed / wheelchair for a few months, and she came to visit me once every few days to keep me company. On this day I was in bed, and had just taken delivery of a kind of bedside handle I could use to pull myself up into a sitting position at will. I was showing Kathryn this, after which we both relaxed and started chatting, I sitting up on the bed and she on a bedside chair. She put her feet up on the bed, but then saw this got in my way, so she lowered the handle and rested her feet in it whilst we played a video game. After a few minutes, I noticed this, and told her teasingly not to break my new present. She replied that she was comfortable there and was going to steal it for herself. I of course said "I guess I'll have to get you out of it then..." and reached out to tickle her trapped feet. She giggled a little bit before reaching down the bed to retaliate, saying something like "I'd beat you in a tickle fight at the moment" (my legs were in a plaster cast,so I couldnt exactly defend myself). Fortunately I wasnt ticklish that day, so her efforts came to no avail. Still we continued tickling each other for a minute or two, with plenty of teasing wordplay ("tickle tickle; i hope ur not ticklish" etc) until she was forced to admit she was getting nowhere. Se still had her feet in my handle, and she let me carry on tickling her for a while after, giggling away gently. She told me afterwards she liked it. I have since decided it was worth being stuck in bed when I got that as a reward!
Another time that springs to mind was a game of hide and seek (what can I say, we were very cool). We both had to hide, so I chose a hiding place in the alcove behind this big bush in our front garden at the time. Unfortunately, I turned up to find Kathryn already happily enconsed there. When I arrived she made a shushing noise and motion, warning me not to talk to her and arouse suspision. I of course grinned at her and started poking her in the sides and tummy. She giggled madly and kept shushing and fending me off (I knew from experience this was her most ticklish spot) until eventually she couldnt take it and started laughing out loud. We were caught immediately of course, which she mock-blamed me for. She teasingly said "i'll get u back for that, sometime", when I poked her again, making her squeal and run away.
Later on, the whole group of us decided to decamp to the park to play on a wider scale. On the first game, Kathryn and I decided to climb a tree and hide there. I deliberately let her go up first so she ended up on the branch above me, her feet hanging next to me. She let me take off her shoes (she already seemed to know what was coming) before I grabbed both her socked feet and tickled them firmly. We werent sitting high up at all (a couple of feet off the ground) otherwise it would have been a bit dangerous, causing her as I was to laugh and thrash around. I think she enjoyed it (she pulled her feet away twice, but kept on giving them back to me for more), and let me carry on for a good couple of minutes until her laughter again gave us away and we were caught.
This all happened a couple of years ago now. We have since both moved on, I moved away for a little bit to study whilst she has since got a real job and a serious boyfriend. Thats why we're now nowhere near as close as we used to be, although when I sometimes see her on her driveway, I always give her sides a quick tickle as she hugs me hello.
Growing up I had a good friend named "Kathryn". She was a few years younger than me and lived just over the road. She used to come to my house all the time just to hang out. Anyway, one day we were on my sofa watching a film; I was sitting down, and she was lying along the sofa with her legs on my lap, we were both a lil tired. She was wearing cute white socks and a pair of tight black trousers. Earlier we had tidied my room, so I had a feather duster on the sofa with me. Seeing Kathryn was kind of dozing, I picked it up and playfully wiggled it over her t shirt. She smiled at me and called me silly. "I bet you're ticklish" I teased her, to which she replied "not there I'm not". She then lifted up her socked foot and waved it about a bit in front of me playfully. She let me take it, and then I tickled her sole briefly with the feather. She smiled at me and shook her head. "What about this?" I asked, putting the feather down and very gently rubbing her sole with my fingers. She giggled very slightly and stuck her tongue out at me. "Hehehe a little bit". "Oh yeah", I teased "What about... now?" I suddenly started tickling her much more firmly, scribbing my fingers quickly over her sole. Kathryn immediately started giggling more loudly and trying to pull away. "Yes" she squeaked "that tickles, stop it!"
I tickled her for a few more seconds, then let up as she pulled away. "I knew I could get you" I teased. She gave me a playful whack then settled down next to me. I knew she had enjoyed the gentle tickling, so I promised her I would only tickle her feet really gently if she lay back down. She agreed, then we spent a good hour or so lying there and talking as I tickled her feet gently and she giggled softly.
I managed to tickle "Kathryn" a fair few times when I was younger, as we often saw each other alone in similar situations. And also, I think she enjoyed it. The first time I ever got her was after I had an operation on my hip. I was confined to my bed / wheelchair for a few months, and she came to visit me once every few days to keep me company. On this day I was in bed, and had just taken delivery of a kind of bedside handle I could use to pull myself up into a sitting position at will. I was showing Kathryn this, after which we both relaxed and started chatting, I sitting up on the bed and she on a bedside chair. She put her feet up on the bed, but then saw this got in my way, so she lowered the handle and rested her feet in it whilst we played a video game. After a few minutes, I noticed this, and told her teasingly not to break my new present. She replied that she was comfortable there and was going to steal it for herself. I of course said "I guess I'll have to get you out of it then..." and reached out to tickle her trapped feet. She giggled a little bit before reaching down the bed to retaliate, saying something like "I'd beat you in a tickle fight at the moment" (my legs were in a plaster cast,so I couldnt exactly defend myself). Fortunately I wasnt ticklish that day, so her efforts came to no avail. Still we continued tickling each other for a minute or two, with plenty of teasing wordplay ("tickle tickle; i hope ur not ticklish" etc) until she was forced to admit she was getting nowhere. Se still had her feet in my handle, and she let me carry on tickling her for a while after, giggling away gently. She told me afterwards she liked it. I have since decided it was worth being stuck in bed when I got that as a reward!
Another time that springs to mind was a game of hide and seek (what can I say, we were very cool). We both had to hide, so I chose a hiding place in the alcove behind this big bush in our front garden at the time. Unfortunately, I turned up to find Kathryn already happily enconsed there. When I arrived she made a shushing noise and motion, warning me not to talk to her and arouse suspision. I of course grinned at her and started poking her in the sides and tummy. She giggled madly and kept shushing and fending me off (I knew from experience this was her most ticklish spot) until eventually she couldnt take it and started laughing out loud. We were caught immediately of course, which she mock-blamed me for. She teasingly said "i'll get u back for that, sometime", when I poked her again, making her squeal and run away.
Later on, the whole group of us decided to decamp to the park to play on a wider scale. On the first game, Kathryn and I decided to climb a tree and hide there. I deliberately let her go up first so she ended up on the branch above me, her feet hanging next to me. She let me take off her shoes (she already seemed to know what was coming) before I grabbed both her socked feet and tickled them firmly. We werent sitting high up at all (a couple of feet off the ground) otherwise it would have been a bit dangerous, causing her as I was to laugh and thrash around. I think she enjoyed it (she pulled her feet away twice, but kept on giving them back to me for more), and let me carry on for a good couple of minutes until her laughter again gave us away and we were caught.
This all happened a couple of years ago now. We have since both moved on, I moved away for a little bit to study whilst she has since got a real job and a serious boyfriend. Thats why we're now nowhere near as close as we used to be, although when I sometimes see her on her driveway, I always give her sides a quick tickle as she hugs me hello.
