So then. As mentioned above I met my friend the other day and....wait for it....she's turned ticklish! For those who don't know, a few years ago I became very close with someone who'd been in my social circle for quite a while. We'd always got on well but one night we got talking and I gave her stocking feet a massage under a pub table. Further conversations revealed that we had a lot in common with music, books and films and, consequently, she’s now of my closest friends. It turned out that she already knew about my stocking feet fetish from another female friend, but assured me that she’s fine with it. Fast forward five years and, whenever we meet up, she’s always happy to indulge me in my kink. As she’s said, everybody has a ‘thing’ that turns them on, and nylon feet and tickling just happens to be mine.
She's always said that she can turn her ticklishness on and off - to which I've said she should keep it switched on! I knew that pokes and squeezes didn't have much impact on her, but had previously discovered that if you nibble her insteps it turns her hysterical. However, I was also able to properly tickle her and get an even better reaction than I could have imagined! We'd got in from something to eat, and she was sitting down with her boots off. She was wearing a green floral dress and plum/burgundy tights. She saw me staring at her nylon soles and wriggled her toes, asking if I'd like to play with her feet. I didn't need asking twice, but took a chance to ask if I could tickle them. She was fine with this, and so I asked her to lay on her stomach. She obliged me and I said I was going to tickle her for thirty seconds....and then pushed my luck and said could I make it a minute! She laughed, said that it was 'going to be excruciating' but gave me permission to tickle her for a minute. I said I'd count as I tickled, sat on her legs and saw her burgundy soles staring up at me. I gave a countdown, and then unleashed my tickle attack on her!
My fingers scampered all over her stocking soles as she bucked, thrashed, gurgled and giggled. It was amazing, my lovely friend who I'd not thought was ticklish turns out to be very ticklish! I determined where her most ticklish spots were (her toes and balls of her feet) and focused on them, loving the sound her laughter made as it echoed around the room. Her legs kicked and jiggled beneath me, and I pressed my weight down on her so she couldn't escape. I nibbled her insteps for good measure while tickling, with her breathlessly saying it 'feels like spiders' as my fingers relentlessly tickled her soft stocking soles. Now then, we'd said one minute and, due to the love and respect I have for my friend, I kept to this. She was breathless by the time I'd finished, while I was pretty euphoric! I hugged her with thanks, checking she was okay and that she'd not been in any discomfort during the last sixty seconds. She assured me she was, and that she was always happy to make me happy. However, she may have been happier about it than I thought...
Earlier in the day I'd massaged her white stocking soles,while telling her about some of my favourite tickle clips and experiences. I began to tickle her stocking soles as I massaged, getting the odd reaction but nothing major. However, she then asked if I'd like my feet tickled. I propped my bare feet up on the bed and she cut loose on them. It didn't feel too unpleasant but didn't really tickle, so I suggested she tickle my side instead. I squirmed slightly, but when she reached my armpits I fell onto the bed laughing while she attacked them with some vigorous determination. She sat on my back, laughing as she tickled and seemed to be enjoying herself! Have I converted her? We shall see...!
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