I guess my first post may as well be my most recent tickling experience........
Shortly after returning from holiday a few months ago, i had a call from my friend Laura, keen to catch up on things i agreed to pop round to her place and have a good old chat, it had been quite a while! We were pleased to see each other, and headed straight up to her room to relax and talk away. As she was running through the obvious questions on returning from a holiday, i made myself rather comfy on her bed. Laura is about 5ft 5inches tall, slim, with longish fair hair, at this stage i had no idea whatsover of her ticklishness! She gave me a funny amused look, as to question why i was lying on her bed, and when i didnt respond, she sat down at the opposite end of the bed and poked her socked feet in my face! i wasnt about to let this opportunity pass and grabbed her at the ankles and held them down against the bed.....
noooooo! she shrieked, you cant!!........she knew exactly what i was thinking....i obeyed her and carried on talking, with her feet firmly in my grasp. i kept this up for about 5 minutes, which i think is pretty impressive! she let out a sarcastic comment and i couldnt resist any longer. i stroked the sole of her foot gently up and down with my fingertip, questioning teasingly how it felt. Laura errupted with laughter immediately, begging me to stop. it was to late by now....i worked my fingers frantically all over her soles as she tried to break free, suddenly i let slip and she managed to get her right leg free....this gave me the chance to get a firmer grip on her left, and i stopped the tickling. let go of that one too! she demanded....with this i gently peeled off her sock.....nooooo!! she cried oncemore as i gently started working up and down her exposed sole.....i was loving every second of this and she knew it, which added to her misery. as about 5 minutes of solid foot tickling passed Laura ranged from tears of laughter to soft giggling....and then out of the blue she said 'that doesnt tickle anymore.....if you want to get me good you better go for my toes'..... I couldnt believe what i was hearing! i immediately dug my fingertips in underneath her bare toes, watching them wriggle frantically and and listening to laura scream with laughter as i refused to let up. By now she was exhausted.....she gave up and lay flat on her back as my fingertips worked between her toes...simply laughing with desperation. just as she cried 'when the hell are you going to stop??!!' the doorbell rang 😡 at this point i gave her foot a final working over and released her. laura caught her breath, still giggling at me, and made her way to the door.
boy was i happy!
Shortly after returning from holiday a few months ago, i had a call from my friend Laura, keen to catch up on things i agreed to pop round to her place and have a good old chat, it had been quite a while! We were pleased to see each other, and headed straight up to her room to relax and talk away. As she was running through the obvious questions on returning from a holiday, i made myself rather comfy on her bed. Laura is about 5ft 5inches tall, slim, with longish fair hair, at this stage i had no idea whatsover of her ticklishness! She gave me a funny amused look, as to question why i was lying on her bed, and when i didnt respond, she sat down at the opposite end of the bed and poked her socked feet in my face! i wasnt about to let this opportunity pass and grabbed her at the ankles and held them down against the bed.....
noooooo! she shrieked, you cant!!........she knew exactly what i was thinking....i obeyed her and carried on talking, with her feet firmly in my grasp. i kept this up for about 5 minutes, which i think is pretty impressive! she let out a sarcastic comment and i couldnt resist any longer. i stroked the sole of her foot gently up and down with my fingertip, questioning teasingly how it felt. Laura errupted with laughter immediately, begging me to stop. it was to late by now....i worked my fingers frantically all over her soles as she tried to break free, suddenly i let slip and she managed to get her right leg free....this gave me the chance to get a firmer grip on her left, and i stopped the tickling. let go of that one too! she demanded....with this i gently peeled off her sock.....nooooo!! she cried oncemore as i gently started working up and down her exposed sole.....i was loving every second of this and she knew it, which added to her misery. as about 5 minutes of solid foot tickling passed Laura ranged from tears of laughter to soft giggling....and then out of the blue she said 'that doesnt tickle anymore.....if you want to get me good you better go for my toes'..... I couldnt believe what i was hearing! i immediately dug my fingertips in underneath her bare toes, watching them wriggle frantically and and listening to laura scream with laughter as i refused to let up. By now she was exhausted.....she gave up and lay flat on her back as my fingertips worked between her toes...simply laughing with desperation. just as she cried 'when the hell are you going to stop??!!' the doorbell rang 😡 at this point i gave her foot a final working over and released her. laura caught her breath, still giggling at me, and made her way to the door.
boy was i happy!
