Alba Flood
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Laura is my girlfriend since 2016. She is regarded by all as awesome and very very beautiful, so that I still can’t understand why she started a relationship with me (I’m on average I think). Anyway, we met at the fifth year of school in 2015 and knew each other before dating, and I was already certain that she liked me a lot.
She has long black hairs, brown eyes and is 1.70 tall. I call her “the night queen” because she always dresses black. She is “normally” ticklish in most parts, especially feet, armpits, neck and ears, while she is not on stomach. For “normally” I mean she is not extremely ticklish but at the same time she can’t stand it. A curious thing is that she is ticklish on her ankles.
The only trouble in our relationship, which I never revealed her, is that she doesn’t like being tickled at all. So, she doesn’t know about my passion and I am sure she doesn’t even suspect nothing. But until now I didn’t found a way to reveal her my passion, because I fear she would consider me strange.
Anyway, in some situations I succeeded in tickling her in a proper way without being noticed, although I needed to win my fear to do it.
It happened twice before we began our relationship, during some games between friends, and only one after we began our relationship.
The first time we were playing a funny game in my friend’s house. We were at least 4-5 so I found very difficult to do it without passing for the strange one.
The game was based on these rules: someone must answer a school question (Maths, History, ...) while being “distracted” in some way, like in the Distraction TV show. When it was the turn of Laura, I suggested (in secret) a possible way to “distract” her by tickling her feet (I didn’t know if she was ticklish at this time). They agreed.
When we revealed her the “distraction”, she made a strange smile, gave me a strange glance and then said: “Go ahead, you will see that I’m not ticklish”. Then she removed her shoes and put her legs in front of me. She kept her black ankle socks on and made a serious expression, trying to keep it. I was bothered because I didn’t know if she was ticklish, according to her not, and also because I feared they could discover my passion.
Anyway, it went for the right way, though I feared for a little she could withstand it.
As soon as I moved my fingers on her soles, in fact, the nails sliding on the socks tissue, she kept the serious expression for 2-3 seconds. Then she made a provocative smile and enlarged the arms, saying: “Do you see, I can bear it”. But she betrayed herself: when she said it, her smile burst and she laughed a little. I finally understood that she was ticklish and intensified the finger tickling. Now she could not resist and started to laugh, trying in vain to resist.
All this pleasure lasted for about 10-12 seconds, unfortunately I hadn’t more time. After this my friends started to ask her the questions, but she wasn’t unable to answer (though she is very intelligent), because she continued to laugh and cover her mouth. After some seconds she gave up, to my disappointment! I think the whole torture did not last more than 25 seconds, I hoped to make it better, but at least I won my fear and finally tickled her. It was months I dreamed to do it!
The occasion repeated a couple of months after, again during an evening with friends. We were playing the “bottle game”, which involved a selected person to get a penalty or a punishment and withstand it.
When Laura’s turn came, I found the courage and proposed a tickling penalty. Since I feared they could discover my secret, I explained it saying this: “The last time Laura got it she did terrible, it will be funny to do it again”. My friends agreed and accepted it.
This time Laura had to last 30 seconds (too bad they didn’t accept a minute or two) while being feet tickled without moving her legs. Although we did not say anything about keeping socks or not, she removed her shoes and socks and put her bare feet in front of me. She had red nails, I remember, now she prefers the black color. Before beginning the penalty, she joking said “I hate you” and then laughed, giving me a slap on the shoulder.
This time I liked it a lot more than the previous time. Laura hugged her legs to not move them and fail and tried to not laugh, but starting from about 7-8 seconds all in vain. She strained a lot to not burst or shout and smiled and laughed the whole time. I was really excited, seeing her beautiful bare feet getting nervous under my fingers. At the end Laura suddenly moved her legs, but the time was finished so she won de iure. And she sworn avenge to me ... although she never tried to tickle me back, and I’m sad about it.
After Laura and I got together, I did not find the courage to tickle her properly or reveal my passion. I tried to hide it, no more.
The only important occasion was a tickle challenge we played one day with paint brushes, unfortunately too short and not so great.
It was a rainy day and we didn’t know what to do. I come back to the argument of the games we played in our friends’ house, especially the two times I tickled her. She mocked me, I feared for my passion but in reality only for the “cruel way I tortured her” (she quite dislikes tickling). I said she would have the possibility to take revenge on me, and I started teasing her with a tiny paint brush. She initially refused but then agreed. Unfortunately I didn’t find a way to have a real tickle session, on the contrary we ended in a simple childish game.
We both tried the paint brushes on our bare feet, armpits and ears to see who would have lasted the longest without laughing. I won all the three rounds but only for a few seconds, except the armpits where she really jumped in air just after two seconds (on feet she lasted less than 10 and on ears quite the same).
Since I won, I suggested a penalty’s but she prayed me to not, saying “You tortured me three times, at least let me have a revenge”. I was very excited and proposed her to tickle my feet. She accepted but unfortunately no more than 20 seconds and without particular instruments.
Anyway it has been great, passing those seconds with her moving the black-painted long nails on my soles, while she smiled and laughed. Her technique wasn’t bad, surprisingly, on the countrary she was great! She alternated spider tickling to a lighter technique, where she moved only the tips of her nails up and down on my soles, with both hands at the same time. It has been so funny but lasted too little.
I suggested her to use an instrument and see who would bear it the longest, but she refused because she had got it too much for that day (poor me). I only succeeded to persuade her to use a feather on the feet, unfortunately the only one we had was a fake plume wouldn’t have worked on anyone. In fact none of us barely cracked a smile, it was terrible.
I never succeeded to go deeper, or even to repeat these experiences. I think I will never get the courage to do it.
The only possibility is that one day I discover she has a secret passion too. In that case, I will not be the strange one anymore and I will be able to reveal mine. But it is so unlikely ...
Let’s wait some time. I don’t want to ruin our relationship which is so solid for a simple obsession.
She has long black hairs, brown eyes and is 1.70 tall. I call her “the night queen” because she always dresses black. She is “normally” ticklish in most parts, especially feet, armpits, neck and ears, while she is not on stomach. For “normally” I mean she is not extremely ticklish but at the same time she can’t stand it. A curious thing is that she is ticklish on her ankles.
The only trouble in our relationship, which I never revealed her, is that she doesn’t like being tickled at all. So, she doesn’t know about my passion and I am sure she doesn’t even suspect nothing. But until now I didn’t found a way to reveal her my passion, because I fear she would consider me strange.
Anyway, in some situations I succeeded in tickling her in a proper way without being noticed, although I needed to win my fear to do it.
It happened twice before we began our relationship, during some games between friends, and only one after we began our relationship.
The first time we were playing a funny game in my friend’s house. We were at least 4-5 so I found very difficult to do it without passing for the strange one.
The game was based on these rules: someone must answer a school question (Maths, History, ...) while being “distracted” in some way, like in the Distraction TV show. When it was the turn of Laura, I suggested (in secret) a possible way to “distract” her by tickling her feet (I didn’t know if she was ticklish at this time). They agreed.
When we revealed her the “distraction”, she made a strange smile, gave me a strange glance and then said: “Go ahead, you will see that I’m not ticklish”. Then she removed her shoes and put her legs in front of me. She kept her black ankle socks on and made a serious expression, trying to keep it. I was bothered because I didn’t know if she was ticklish, according to her not, and also because I feared they could discover my passion.
Anyway, it went for the right way, though I feared for a little she could withstand it.
As soon as I moved my fingers on her soles, in fact, the nails sliding on the socks tissue, she kept the serious expression for 2-3 seconds. Then she made a provocative smile and enlarged the arms, saying: “Do you see, I can bear it”. But she betrayed herself: when she said it, her smile burst and she laughed a little. I finally understood that she was ticklish and intensified the finger tickling. Now she could not resist and started to laugh, trying in vain to resist.
All this pleasure lasted for about 10-12 seconds, unfortunately I hadn’t more time. After this my friends started to ask her the questions, but she wasn’t unable to answer (though she is very intelligent), because she continued to laugh and cover her mouth. After some seconds she gave up, to my disappointment! I think the whole torture did not last more than 25 seconds, I hoped to make it better, but at least I won my fear and finally tickled her. It was months I dreamed to do it!
The occasion repeated a couple of months after, again during an evening with friends. We were playing the “bottle game”, which involved a selected person to get a penalty or a punishment and withstand it.
When Laura’s turn came, I found the courage and proposed a tickling penalty. Since I feared they could discover my secret, I explained it saying this: “The last time Laura got it she did terrible, it will be funny to do it again”. My friends agreed and accepted it.
This time Laura had to last 30 seconds (too bad they didn’t accept a minute or two) while being feet tickled without moving her legs. Although we did not say anything about keeping socks or not, she removed her shoes and socks and put her bare feet in front of me. She had red nails, I remember, now she prefers the black color. Before beginning the penalty, she joking said “I hate you” and then laughed, giving me a slap on the shoulder.
This time I liked it a lot more than the previous time. Laura hugged her legs to not move them and fail and tried to not laugh, but starting from about 7-8 seconds all in vain. She strained a lot to not burst or shout and smiled and laughed the whole time. I was really excited, seeing her beautiful bare feet getting nervous under my fingers. At the end Laura suddenly moved her legs, but the time was finished so she won de iure. And she sworn avenge to me ... although she never tried to tickle me back, and I’m sad about it.
After Laura and I got together, I did not find the courage to tickle her properly or reveal my passion. I tried to hide it, no more.
The only important occasion was a tickle challenge we played one day with paint brushes, unfortunately too short and not so great.
It was a rainy day and we didn’t know what to do. I come back to the argument of the games we played in our friends’ house, especially the two times I tickled her. She mocked me, I feared for my passion but in reality only for the “cruel way I tortured her” (she quite dislikes tickling). I said she would have the possibility to take revenge on me, and I started teasing her with a tiny paint brush. She initially refused but then agreed. Unfortunately I didn’t find a way to have a real tickle session, on the contrary we ended in a simple childish game.
We both tried the paint brushes on our bare feet, armpits and ears to see who would have lasted the longest without laughing. I won all the three rounds but only for a few seconds, except the armpits where she really jumped in air just after two seconds (on feet she lasted less than 10 and on ears quite the same).
Since I won, I suggested a penalty’s but she prayed me to not, saying “You tortured me three times, at least let me have a revenge”. I was very excited and proposed her to tickle my feet. She accepted but unfortunately no more than 20 seconds and without particular instruments.
Anyway it has been great, passing those seconds with her moving the black-painted long nails on my soles, while she smiled and laughed. Her technique wasn’t bad, surprisingly, on the countrary she was great! She alternated spider tickling to a lighter technique, where she moved only the tips of her nails up and down on my soles, with both hands at the same time. It has been so funny but lasted too little.
I suggested her to use an instrument and see who would bear it the longest, but she refused because she had got it too much for that day (poor me). I only succeeded to persuade her to use a feather on the feet, unfortunately the only one we had was a fake plume wouldn’t have worked on anyone. In fact none of us barely cracked a smile, it was terrible.
I never succeeded to go deeper, or even to repeat these experiences. I think I will never get the courage to do it.
The only possibility is that one day I discover she has a secret passion too. In that case, I will not be the strange one anymore and I will be able to reveal mine. But it is so unlikely ...
Let’s wait some time. I don’t want to ruin our relationship which is so solid for a simple obsession.
