Philly_pheet
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Rachel is a 28 year old business executive. She is 5’3”, in great shape and has long flowing curly blonde hair. Socially, she has had a tough time of late. Her job has taken up too much of her time and hasn’t had the time to date. Of course, dating itself was problem. Rachel has not met anyone she liked in a long time. She used to think to herself, “Are all men losers?” As the summer turned into fall, Rachel decided to change a few things. First, she was going to go after the kind of guys that she wanted. Also, Rachel wanted to explore some of the things she always wanted to do. Truthfully, Rachel always thought she was sexually strange. She was always a bit more kinky than most women. First of all, Rachel had a foot fetish. She loved all things that had to do with feet. Shoes, pedicures, and foot massages were all great! Her last few boyfriends were not good foot rubbers. One guy wouldn’t even touch her feet. “That has to change,” Rachel thought. However, Rachel wanted to explore some of her deeper fantasies. Recently, Rachel remembered back in college when she and her boyfriend were watching the Howard Stern Show on the E Channel. It was the episode with Ana getting her feet tickled. By the end of the episode, Rachel was tied to a chair and her boyfriend was tickling her feet to no end! Rachel realized, that is what she wanted. Rachel wanted her feet to get the attention, but she wanted to endure and suffer a good foot tickling again.
As a frequent business traveler, Rachel decided that it was best to look for a tickler while she was on the road. So, Rachel looked through the personals on the internet. One such personal caught her eye:
43, DWM, looking for an attractive woman who enjoys many hours of foot tickling. I love to tickle with my fingers and my countless tickle toys. I really like to concentrate on the feet, so make sure your soft, delicious peds are ready for my torturous treatment. Serious relies only.
Rachel answered the ad and was delighted with what she found. Glen was a serious tickler who lived in the Chicago area. Rachel goes to Chicago at least once a month! This could work, thought Rachel. For about a month, Rachel and Glen traded phone calls and talked about their foot fetish and tickling fantasies. It turns out that Glen has tickled many women before. In fact, he even has a sound proof room at home! Rachel and Glen agreed to meet on her next visit to Chicago.
Rachel’s trip could not come soon enough. The day before her trip, Rachel had a complete pedicure. Her size 6 feet were punctuated with red nail polish, Glen’s favorite. The night before, she made sure her bag was filled with all of the footwear Glen asked her to bring. Stiletto heels, sheer stockings, and white ankle socks. As Rachel was on the plane, she closed her eyes and thought of the torture that was about to come her way. She wondered if she could handle it.
After the flight and an afternoon of meetings, Rachel prepared for her first meeting with Glen. They were going to meet in Rachel’s hotel restaurant for dinner. Glen asked Rachel to dress casually, so she wore jeans, a black turtleneck sweater, silky smooth black dress socks and black boots. Over dinner, Rachel and Glen agreed to meet over the next three days. Rachel had a rent-a car, so it wouldn’t be a problem. She wanted to see this sound proof room. Glen told her a lot about his “special room.” Had has stocks, a reclining chair with buckles on the end, and a bed. As dinner ended, Rachel invited Glen to her room. Glen, anticipating this invite, had brought a duffle bag of toys with him. As they entered the room, Rachel and Glen agreed that there would not be true tickle torture tonight. Instead, they could get to know each other and Glen could play with Rachels’ feet.
Rachel positioned herself on her bed just so her feet dangled off the edge. Glen pulled up a chair and made himself comfortable. First, Glen unzipped the right boot and pulled it off. He could see the glorious outline of a size 6 foot. As Glen removed the boot, Rachel flexed her toes. Glen could not wait to remove the sock! Glen had the self control because he then unzipped and removed the left boot. Now in her socked feet, Glen began rubbing her feet with each hand. He could tell, even with the socks on, that Rachel had perfect feet. “What are you hiding under these socks?” asked Glen. “You’ll have to find out!” exclaimed Rachel. Before he removed the right sock, Glen teased his five fingers up Rachels’ left sole. Not being ready, she jumped! Glen slowly rolled off her right sock to reveal the most incredible foot he had ever seen. Rachel had size 6 feet that were pillow soft. Her arch was high and her toes perfect. Her second toe was just slightly longer than her big toe. “Perfect for sucking,” thought Glen. Glen immediately began kissing her right sole up and down. “Just don’t tickle!” said Rachel. Glen needed to see both feet. He slowly peeled off the left sock. Rachel’s left foot was as good, if not better than her right foot! Glen immediately began sucking on that second toe that he had his eye on. Rachel moaned as Glen sucked away on her perfect toe. Soon enough, Glen had all five toes in his mouth. This was going to be a great week thought Glen. To end the night, Glen gave Rachel the greatest foot massage she ever received. He brought his favorite massage oils that he knew would work best. Rachel’s soles were so oily, soft, and easy to touch. But Glen restrained himself. No tickle torture, at least not tonight. Glen ended the night by giving Rachel directions to his house. 6 PM tomorrow night. “Good night Rachel. Tomorrow night will be the worst tickle torture you have ever dreamed of. No mercy! Your feet are all mine!” “I can’t wait!” said Rachel as she closed the door behind him.
To be continued…
As a frequent business traveler, Rachel decided that it was best to look for a tickler while she was on the road. So, Rachel looked through the personals on the internet. One such personal caught her eye:
43, DWM, looking for an attractive woman who enjoys many hours of foot tickling. I love to tickle with my fingers and my countless tickle toys. I really like to concentrate on the feet, so make sure your soft, delicious peds are ready for my torturous treatment. Serious relies only.
Rachel answered the ad and was delighted with what she found. Glen was a serious tickler who lived in the Chicago area. Rachel goes to Chicago at least once a month! This could work, thought Rachel. For about a month, Rachel and Glen traded phone calls and talked about their foot fetish and tickling fantasies. It turns out that Glen has tickled many women before. In fact, he even has a sound proof room at home! Rachel and Glen agreed to meet on her next visit to Chicago.
Rachel’s trip could not come soon enough. The day before her trip, Rachel had a complete pedicure. Her size 6 feet were punctuated with red nail polish, Glen’s favorite. The night before, she made sure her bag was filled with all of the footwear Glen asked her to bring. Stiletto heels, sheer stockings, and white ankle socks. As Rachel was on the plane, she closed her eyes and thought of the torture that was about to come her way. She wondered if she could handle it.
After the flight and an afternoon of meetings, Rachel prepared for her first meeting with Glen. They were going to meet in Rachel’s hotel restaurant for dinner. Glen asked Rachel to dress casually, so she wore jeans, a black turtleneck sweater, silky smooth black dress socks and black boots. Over dinner, Rachel and Glen agreed to meet over the next three days. Rachel had a rent-a car, so it wouldn’t be a problem. She wanted to see this sound proof room. Glen told her a lot about his “special room.” Had has stocks, a reclining chair with buckles on the end, and a bed. As dinner ended, Rachel invited Glen to her room. Glen, anticipating this invite, had brought a duffle bag of toys with him. As they entered the room, Rachel and Glen agreed that there would not be true tickle torture tonight. Instead, they could get to know each other and Glen could play with Rachels’ feet.
Rachel positioned herself on her bed just so her feet dangled off the edge. Glen pulled up a chair and made himself comfortable. First, Glen unzipped the right boot and pulled it off. He could see the glorious outline of a size 6 foot. As Glen removed the boot, Rachel flexed her toes. Glen could not wait to remove the sock! Glen had the self control because he then unzipped and removed the left boot. Now in her socked feet, Glen began rubbing her feet with each hand. He could tell, even with the socks on, that Rachel had perfect feet. “What are you hiding under these socks?” asked Glen. “You’ll have to find out!” exclaimed Rachel. Before he removed the right sock, Glen teased his five fingers up Rachels’ left sole. Not being ready, she jumped! Glen slowly rolled off her right sock to reveal the most incredible foot he had ever seen. Rachel had size 6 feet that were pillow soft. Her arch was high and her toes perfect. Her second toe was just slightly longer than her big toe. “Perfect for sucking,” thought Glen. Glen immediately began kissing her right sole up and down. “Just don’t tickle!” said Rachel. Glen needed to see both feet. He slowly peeled off the left sock. Rachel’s left foot was as good, if not better than her right foot! Glen immediately began sucking on that second toe that he had his eye on. Rachel moaned as Glen sucked away on her perfect toe. Soon enough, Glen had all five toes in his mouth. This was going to be a great week thought Glen. To end the night, Glen gave Rachel the greatest foot massage she ever received. He brought his favorite massage oils that he knew would work best. Rachel’s soles were so oily, soft, and easy to touch. But Glen restrained himself. No tickle torture, at least not tonight. Glen ended the night by giving Rachel directions to his house. 6 PM tomorrow night. “Good night Rachel. Tomorrow night will be the worst tickle torture you have ever dreamed of. No mercy! Your feet are all mine!” “I can’t wait!” said Rachel as she closed the door behind him.
To be continued…
