Hello, sorry for my english. I'm from Italy. Before COVID I met a girl from Bulgaria and we started to message by phone. I call her Sofia, just to let her name unrevealed. Sofia was used to write laughing emoticons in her messages to me, so I decided to use a funny trick, to know more about her.
"I'm happy to make you laugh from a distance. So I wont have to tickle you". In the following days we kept on joking about that, till the time she confessed me that I touched a very dangerous point, cause her ticklishness it was her ultimate weakness in life. The week after, she told me a story about the time she was a child. Her father revealed some stories in the family, about Soviet soldiers, using to arrest bulgarian people, just for power abuse. A particular group of Russians was renown for tickling practice, mostly directed towards women. In that period, some girls disappeared and the suspect they died during extended tickling sessions it was really concrete.
Sofia in adolesense had an intense upgrade of her ticklishness also, till becoming unable to stand ticklish sensations. Her memory always went to the old tales about Russian ticklers and that increased her deepest fears of been tickled by strangers.
I started to meet Sofia more and more, till the first kiss. That night she smiled me, showing that my pleasure was shared.
She suspected I could possibly be attracted by her tickishness, till the day she told me to be safe, cause my tickling menaces were not concrete. That was the day she paid the price, being tickled to tears. After making sex, she said me she was so stupid, deserving a good ticklish lesson that day.
So I asked if she likes to be tickled in preliminary situations and se told me half and half. A part of her couldn't stand any tickling sensations, but the idea I was turned on by tickling, had a positive effect on her. Cause my dominant nature made tickling more and more loving to her. We started to give us special names, so she bacame the Little Fair or the Lullaby and I was the Pirate or the Tickle Monster, the day I captured her, for an intense dose of feet tickling. But she went so mad that day, she described her feet tickling experience really eccessive, for her mental sanity.
She had never experienced a good dose of feet tickling before, but she immediately forgave me with a kiss, knowing how much I liked her feet. But no more intense feet tickling, please! At least not for so long!
By that time, our intimate according it was I had to pay attention, in the moment she started begging, because It was the sign she reached the edge. So it was time for my tickling to stop. Sofia was the first to admit some begging of her could be very funny, so I was absolutely allowed to wait that moment, before ending up the tickles.
Time by time, like any feet lover, I tried to understand which was her weak spot, but she confessed me to be so hypersensitive, that her whole body was! In a year, we became a very regular couple, in family and with friends.
For curiosity, I tried to ask her what was the position she likes more in intimity. And she answered me she liked the time I get my pleasure, tickling her mercilessly and ignoring her pleads.
Than I raise the bar: "So you know the Tickle Monster loves to hear your begging?".
"Yes, tickling It is like torture for me, but torture has rules too. And I know I'm very funny, while I'm begging" said Sofia.
"Yes" I confirmed "That is the reason why Tickle Moster is so ruthless".
"Mmm" Sofia smiled me again "I think I have to surrender and let you tickling me for longer time!".
The only problems with Sofia were the days in which she had menstruation, cause she always prefered to work, read or stay home, without meeting me.
I remember that night, when I was particularly horny. Me and Sofia started to play games in which she was particularly seductive, speaking about foot games, kisses, tickling and sex. At one moment she told me: "I feel this night is going to be the one I will die laughing!".
"Are my Lullaby afraid of me?".
And she laughed saying "Nope. Your Lullaby is a strong girl. She only fears what Tickle Monster has in store for her!".
So I though she could be in conflict between fear and curiosity, terror and desire. And it was the point, really.
But whan I stopped the car at my home, she looks hexitant.
"I'm not sure to spent the night here" she told me.
So I asked if some problems occurred and she giggles, looking at me sweetly.
No, I have no problems. I'm fighting with some of my premonitions".
I kissed her lips, to make her more confident and she said "Ok, that's the night. I'm ready". She was so smiling and happy, that I realized she was giving me her permissione for the tickling of her life.
That night was magic and something more. I spent preliminaries sucking her toes, savouring her body and tickling her before sex. That time she went so wild, she started begging earlier than usual, but I gave her a special attack, sending her to hysteria. She was so innocent, strong and submissive, that I left her crying for mercy, while I kept on tickling her. My tecnique was the same as always. I started raising both her arms over head. Then block them with one hand only, to free one hand of mine. That was the moment Sofia was always starting to panic, because she knew my grip was her prison and there would be no escape from tickling. From that position she was sure I wasn't able to reach her feet, but this consolation was never enough for her, cause sides, armpits and ribs were all accessibile, sending her completely bonkers. And that night she went mad and she went mad again, till tears was running from her eyes. Minutes after minutes, Sofia was tickled out of mind, till the time she screamed my name with such terror, that I resigned myself to stopping. I remember she was giggling non stop in the minutes After and during sex also, asking me sorry. The only memory of tickling made her laughing and laughing and she was terrified by every movement of mine, asking me not to tickle her again, even if I hadn't any intention.
During summer holidays we were at restaurant, speaking about sex in general and our personal relationship. So I answered what it was the best erotic experience she had in life. I was really shoked to hear it was the time I tickled her without stopping, because she felt me so strong, so powerful, so dominant and so loving that night. But at the same time she confessed me she was so desperate, that she screamed my name more and more, just for the hoping to survive.
So we elected that night like the best one, even if I was unable to block her feet between my legs, to enjoy my favorite position for tickling her. She told me It was a natural impediment, cause we were in the best position for having sex. But she had in memory the time I concentrated my tickling on her feet, some months before, when my legs become a real trap, leaving her completely unable to free her ankles. Trying to speaking more about that situation, I bring her to admit it was her worst condition for being tickled, for the fear she had to give me easy access to her feet. "But you have not a real weak spot!" I told her.
But Sofia confessed that feet tickling made by me is her real nightmare, bacause she knew it is my favorite and she was worried that my arousing could bring me to tickle her without stopping, till I possibly wet myself. Sofia smiled me again, telling she learned my attraction for her feet, in particolar with transparent shiny polish, that made her feet irresistible for me. She believed in that situation I couldn't be able to stop tickling her and she was too ticklish to be mentally ready for that.
At the end that summer, she said me she was busy one saturday night. And on sunday also. I felt this was little strange and I insisted to have a meeting. So on sunday evening she accepted to have a drink with me, before dinner. Sitting one near the other I had access to her legs and sides, but she was absolutely worried about that.
"You know it is our joke" I told her, but I realized she wasn't smiling. She wore closed shoes also, leaving only her ankles visibile to me.
At nine o'clock she asked me to bring her home and in half and hour we are set in my car, in front of her apartament.
"It's two days you have problems in meeting me" I said, sliding my finger down her arch. Sofia could't contain herself and laughed so hard, I thought she was faking the reaction. But finally she confessed her problem. She had menstruation and in that period of time her body couldn't cope any skin contact. Sofia during adolescence starting to have this sensitive problem and was very ashamed of that. And my playful joking with tickling was a terror, in that periods of life.
"We can't sleep togheter and we can't make sex. So it's better for you to stay with friends and for me to read some books".
"So that is the reason?" I asked "I thought something different about our relationship".
"No please, Nico, don't worry about It. Nothing with you. But I was little ashamed to confess this personal problem of mine".
"It really concerns me. You want to evade me!".
"But we can't have intimacy!" Sofia defended herself.
"I just want to spent my time with you! We had a nice drink before!".
"You are right! I'm so stupid!" Sofia looked at me shamefully.
"But my stupid fear of been tickled in the present condition came first".
"Ok, if you accept an invitation at dinner with me tomorrow, I can forgive you!" I said.
"But no sex, no intimacy!" asked Sofia.
"Promise!".
"And no tickles!" Sofia laughed hard and very seductively.
"I don't know. I may think if you deserve punishment or not!".
"Nohoho, Nico. I'm a good girl. I don't deserve tickling!".
"I'm not sure about that!" I looked at Sofia, smiling sexy "Maybe you have to meet the Tickle Monster!".
The night after, I went to catch Sofia by car and we arrive to me. She was very elegant and dressed in sexy short trousers, with socks and tennis shoes.
"I think you will like a surprise" she told me.
"Can we make love this night?" I asked.
"Not this kind of present" she excused herself "It's another one".
At the end of dinner we were on the couch and I raise Sofia up in my arms, to bring her on my bed.
She started to protest but she probably lost any hope, when I told I want intense kisses.
"Nico, you know where this game is going to bring. My feet are too sensitive and I'm not ready to play!".
"Don't you like to send me an orgasm with your loving feet?" I asked.
"Yes, Nico. I accepted your invite and my role it was clear to me. You can reach your pleasure kissing my feet the way you like. But I have not the force to enter you bedroom and taking my shoes off!".
"Ok. We are going to play and Tickle Monster will force you to remove your shoes".
This sentence was like a bomb in the room.
"No, Nico no!" she had a so wonderful eastern accent in her lament that I started to feel my head to spin, for excitement.
"Suck my toes, but no tickle Monster!".
"I want your feet this night!"
"Yes Nico, I know it, but be kind. I'm seriously too sensitive!"
So Sofia started to laugh and cry, begging me to be kind!".
She was really fearing that moment, but at the same time she helped me to insert both her feet inside my legs, while we were faking a little combat. Then I started to unlace her strings, taking her shoes off. She was still giggling for anticipation, when I rip my leather belt from my trousers.
"Nico, what..."
But I made two rides with the belt, pressing her knees togheter.
"Don't worry" I told, with confident tone "It's a little trick. It could help you to stay still".
"Nicco nooo, Nicccooo nooo!".
But It was too late. Her socks went off in short time but immediately I had a shock.
"Hehehehe" Sofia can't contain her laughter, while I was mesmerized. She wore transparent shiny polish on her toes, and she was laughing hard, because we both understood what it was meaning. That was the surprise she had in store. Sofia prepared her feet, in the most attrattive way, for my greatest excitement.
And in the same time she understood she was going to be tickled like never before.
My fingers made the first contact on Sofia's feet and she lost complitely any composure.
She started to scream in terror, probably worried by her sensitivity. In short time she beg. Than she beg some more, offering me anything. But I couldn't really understand, cause her language was made of hoarse laughter and shocking cries.
"NIICOOO!" the time I reached her toes she started crying my name laughing like a machine gun. It was the sign She was at the edge, so I felt the urge to cum in my pants. But that was a special day, so I relent a little, grapping her toes one by one. She begged and called my name more and more, but she understood with desperation that I was not ready to stop. She tried to kick, to rub, to press her feet against my cock, making me cum like never before. But I used the strong grip of my belt to catch her ankles under my left armpit. Sofia was trapped again, and her tights couldn't open or pulling me apart. And my cock was free now, not stimulated by her soles. So the tickling went on and on, with my free hand, till Sofia was probably near fainting. Her eyes were tearing and her face was purple from laughing. This was time to let her recover some sanity. So, without tickling her, I catch her ankles, and lifted them high. I got on my knees, raising her feet in front of my face and pressed my cock between her tights. Then I gripped her ankles in a fatal block. My fingers went on work again, this time for a great ending. Few minutes of tickling sent Sofia over the edge and I wet myself, all around my bed.
Sofia was nearly spent and I was in heaven.
"I was too confident! I can't cope this things for my body" said Sofia.
"Something wrong?" I asked.
"Half nice, but half terrible...You had the time of your life, but my feet are not made for that kind of tickles".
After some other months Sofia's parents had problems in Bulgaria. So she had to turn back to her country in november 2019. In Italy started lockdown for COVID 19 and Sofia remains to Varna. She started to have a new relationship after pandemia and I can't have any hope to see her again now!
"I'm happy to make you laugh from a distance. So I wont have to tickle you". In the following days we kept on joking about that, till the time she confessed me that I touched a very dangerous point, cause her ticklishness it was her ultimate weakness in life. The week after, she told me a story about the time she was a child. Her father revealed some stories in the family, about Soviet soldiers, using to arrest bulgarian people, just for power abuse. A particular group of Russians was renown for tickling practice, mostly directed towards women. In that period, some girls disappeared and the suspect they died during extended tickling sessions it was really concrete.
Sofia in adolesense had an intense upgrade of her ticklishness also, till becoming unable to stand ticklish sensations. Her memory always went to the old tales about Russian ticklers and that increased her deepest fears of been tickled by strangers.
I started to meet Sofia more and more, till the first kiss. That night she smiled me, showing that my pleasure was shared.
She suspected I could possibly be attracted by her tickishness, till the day she told me to be safe, cause my tickling menaces were not concrete. That was the day she paid the price, being tickled to tears. After making sex, she said me she was so stupid, deserving a good ticklish lesson that day.
So I asked if she likes to be tickled in preliminary situations and se told me half and half. A part of her couldn't stand any tickling sensations, but the idea I was turned on by tickling, had a positive effect on her. Cause my dominant nature made tickling more and more loving to her. We started to give us special names, so she bacame the Little Fair or the Lullaby and I was the Pirate or the Tickle Monster, the day I captured her, for an intense dose of feet tickling. But she went so mad that day, she described her feet tickling experience really eccessive, for her mental sanity.
She had never experienced a good dose of feet tickling before, but she immediately forgave me with a kiss, knowing how much I liked her feet. But no more intense feet tickling, please! At least not for so long!
By that time, our intimate according it was I had to pay attention, in the moment she started begging, because It was the sign she reached the edge. So it was time for my tickling to stop. Sofia was the first to admit some begging of her could be very funny, so I was absolutely allowed to wait that moment, before ending up the tickles.
Time by time, like any feet lover, I tried to understand which was her weak spot, but she confessed me to be so hypersensitive, that her whole body was! In a year, we became a very regular couple, in family and with friends.
For curiosity, I tried to ask her what was the position she likes more in intimity. And she answered me she liked the time I get my pleasure, tickling her mercilessly and ignoring her pleads.
Than I raise the bar: "So you know the Tickle Monster loves to hear your begging?".
"Yes, tickling It is like torture for me, but torture has rules too. And I know I'm very funny, while I'm begging" said Sofia.
"Yes" I confirmed "That is the reason why Tickle Moster is so ruthless".
"Mmm" Sofia smiled me again "I think I have to surrender and let you tickling me for longer time!".
The only problems with Sofia were the days in which she had menstruation, cause she always prefered to work, read or stay home, without meeting me.
I remember that night, when I was particularly horny. Me and Sofia started to play games in which she was particularly seductive, speaking about foot games, kisses, tickling and sex. At one moment she told me: "I feel this night is going to be the one I will die laughing!".
"Are my Lullaby afraid of me?".
And she laughed saying "Nope. Your Lullaby is a strong girl. She only fears what Tickle Monster has in store for her!".
So I though she could be in conflict between fear and curiosity, terror and desire. And it was the point, really.
But whan I stopped the car at my home, she looks hexitant.
"I'm not sure to spent the night here" she told me.
So I asked if some problems occurred and she giggles, looking at me sweetly.
No, I have no problems. I'm fighting with some of my premonitions".
I kissed her lips, to make her more confident and she said "Ok, that's the night. I'm ready". She was so smiling and happy, that I realized she was giving me her permissione for the tickling of her life.
That night was magic and something more. I spent preliminaries sucking her toes, savouring her body and tickling her before sex. That time she went so wild, she started begging earlier than usual, but I gave her a special attack, sending her to hysteria. She was so innocent, strong and submissive, that I left her crying for mercy, while I kept on tickling her. My tecnique was the same as always. I started raising both her arms over head. Then block them with one hand only, to free one hand of mine. That was the moment Sofia was always starting to panic, because she knew my grip was her prison and there would be no escape from tickling. From that position she was sure I wasn't able to reach her feet, but this consolation was never enough for her, cause sides, armpits and ribs were all accessibile, sending her completely bonkers. And that night she went mad and she went mad again, till tears was running from her eyes. Minutes after minutes, Sofia was tickled out of mind, till the time she screamed my name with such terror, that I resigned myself to stopping. I remember she was giggling non stop in the minutes After and during sex also, asking me sorry. The only memory of tickling made her laughing and laughing and she was terrified by every movement of mine, asking me not to tickle her again, even if I hadn't any intention.
During summer holidays we were at restaurant, speaking about sex in general and our personal relationship. So I answered what it was the best erotic experience she had in life. I was really shoked to hear it was the time I tickled her without stopping, because she felt me so strong, so powerful, so dominant and so loving that night. But at the same time she confessed me she was so desperate, that she screamed my name more and more, just for the hoping to survive.
So we elected that night like the best one, even if I was unable to block her feet between my legs, to enjoy my favorite position for tickling her. She told me It was a natural impediment, cause we were in the best position for having sex. But she had in memory the time I concentrated my tickling on her feet, some months before, when my legs become a real trap, leaving her completely unable to free her ankles. Trying to speaking more about that situation, I bring her to admit it was her worst condition for being tickled, for the fear she had to give me easy access to her feet. "But you have not a real weak spot!" I told her.
But Sofia confessed that feet tickling made by me is her real nightmare, bacause she knew it is my favorite and she was worried that my arousing could bring me to tickle her without stopping, till I possibly wet myself. Sofia smiled me again, telling she learned my attraction for her feet, in particolar with transparent shiny polish, that made her feet irresistible for me. She believed in that situation I couldn't be able to stop tickling her and she was too ticklish to be mentally ready for that.
At the end that summer, she said me she was busy one saturday night. And on sunday also. I felt this was little strange and I insisted to have a meeting. So on sunday evening she accepted to have a drink with me, before dinner. Sitting one near the other I had access to her legs and sides, but she was absolutely worried about that.
"You know it is our joke" I told her, but I realized she wasn't smiling. She wore closed shoes also, leaving only her ankles visibile to me.
At nine o'clock she asked me to bring her home and in half and hour we are set in my car, in front of her apartament.
"It's two days you have problems in meeting me" I said, sliding my finger down her arch. Sofia could't contain herself and laughed so hard, I thought she was faking the reaction. But finally she confessed her problem. She had menstruation and in that period of time her body couldn't cope any skin contact. Sofia during adolescence starting to have this sensitive problem and was very ashamed of that. And my playful joking with tickling was a terror, in that periods of life.
"We can't sleep togheter and we can't make sex. So it's better for you to stay with friends and for me to read some books".
"So that is the reason?" I asked "I thought something different about our relationship".
"No please, Nico, don't worry about It. Nothing with you. But I was little ashamed to confess this personal problem of mine".
"It really concerns me. You want to evade me!".
"But we can't have intimacy!" Sofia defended herself.
"I just want to spent my time with you! We had a nice drink before!".
"You are right! I'm so stupid!" Sofia looked at me shamefully.
"But my stupid fear of been tickled in the present condition came first".
"Ok, if you accept an invitation at dinner with me tomorrow, I can forgive you!" I said.
"But no sex, no intimacy!" asked Sofia.
"Promise!".
"And no tickles!" Sofia laughed hard and very seductively.
"I don't know. I may think if you deserve punishment or not!".
"Nohoho, Nico. I'm a good girl. I don't deserve tickling!".
"I'm not sure about that!" I looked at Sofia, smiling sexy "Maybe you have to meet the Tickle Monster!".
The night after, I went to catch Sofia by car and we arrive to me. She was very elegant and dressed in sexy short trousers, with socks and tennis shoes.
"I think you will like a surprise" she told me.
"Can we make love this night?" I asked.
"Not this kind of present" she excused herself "It's another one".
At the end of dinner we were on the couch and I raise Sofia up in my arms, to bring her on my bed.
She started to protest but she probably lost any hope, when I told I want intense kisses.
"Nico, you know where this game is going to bring. My feet are too sensitive and I'm not ready to play!".
"Don't you like to send me an orgasm with your loving feet?" I asked.
"Yes, Nico. I accepted your invite and my role it was clear to me. You can reach your pleasure kissing my feet the way you like. But I have not the force to enter you bedroom and taking my shoes off!".
"Ok. We are going to play and Tickle Monster will force you to remove your shoes".
This sentence was like a bomb in the room.
"No, Nico no!" she had a so wonderful eastern accent in her lament that I started to feel my head to spin, for excitement.
"Suck my toes, but no tickle Monster!".
"I want your feet this night!"
"Yes Nico, I know it, but be kind. I'm seriously too sensitive!"
So Sofia started to laugh and cry, begging me to be kind!".
She was really fearing that moment, but at the same time she helped me to insert both her feet inside my legs, while we were faking a little combat. Then I started to unlace her strings, taking her shoes off. She was still giggling for anticipation, when I rip my leather belt from my trousers.
"Nico, what..."
But I made two rides with the belt, pressing her knees togheter.
"Don't worry" I told, with confident tone "It's a little trick. It could help you to stay still".
"Nicco nooo, Nicccooo nooo!".
But It was too late. Her socks went off in short time but immediately I had a shock.
"Hehehehe" Sofia can't contain her laughter, while I was mesmerized. She wore transparent shiny polish on her toes, and she was laughing hard, because we both understood what it was meaning. That was the surprise she had in store. Sofia prepared her feet, in the most attrattive way, for my greatest excitement.
And in the same time she understood she was going to be tickled like never before.
My fingers made the first contact on Sofia's feet and she lost complitely any composure.
She started to scream in terror, probably worried by her sensitivity. In short time she beg. Than she beg some more, offering me anything. But I couldn't really understand, cause her language was made of hoarse laughter and shocking cries.
"NIICOOO!" the time I reached her toes she started crying my name laughing like a machine gun. It was the sign She was at the edge, so I felt the urge to cum in my pants. But that was a special day, so I relent a little, grapping her toes one by one. She begged and called my name more and more, but she understood with desperation that I was not ready to stop. She tried to kick, to rub, to press her feet against my cock, making me cum like never before. But I used the strong grip of my belt to catch her ankles under my left armpit. Sofia was trapped again, and her tights couldn't open or pulling me apart. And my cock was free now, not stimulated by her soles. So the tickling went on and on, with my free hand, till Sofia was probably near fainting. Her eyes were tearing and her face was purple from laughing. This was time to let her recover some sanity. So, without tickling her, I catch her ankles, and lifted them high. I got on my knees, raising her feet in front of my face and pressed my cock between her tights. Then I gripped her ankles in a fatal block. My fingers went on work again, this time for a great ending. Few minutes of tickling sent Sofia over the edge and I wet myself, all around my bed.
Sofia was nearly spent and I was in heaven.
"I was too confident! I can't cope this things for my body" said Sofia.
"Something wrong?" I asked.
"Half nice, but half terrible...You had the time of your life, but my feet are not made for that kind of tickles".
After some other months Sofia's parents had problems in Bulgaria. So she had to turn back to her country in november 2019. In Italy started lockdown for COVID 19 and Sofia remains to Varna. She started to have a new relationship after pandemia and I can't have any hope to see her again now!
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Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
