Tickleesteve
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So, this happened around 3 year ago during my summer trip to Sweden, my friend (to protect her, will be called M) had invited me because I have mentioned wanting to move their in the future.
M is only around 5 ft 4, long brown hair, curvey. We've been friends for around four or five years now, meeting online in the game GW2. I have mentioned a few times that I am quite ticklish, and she always told stories about how her brother used to pin her down and tickle her. However she always found tickling fun when she was on the giving end (for context, I am un sure if she has the same fetish as us, but she did seem to enjoy tickling me!) Of course, the moment I arrived she was prodding at my sides and making me jolt, giggling at my reactions. It could have just been he fact she knew how to control me, all six foot me, with just a single poke.
Skipping forwards a few days, we took one day to just rest and watch things on TV. I was laying on her sofa, and, of course she asked if she could sit. Naturally I teased her, and said no. He plonked herself down onto my ankles with her thighs. He bum on the sofa. It was like being in a human version of the stocks. At first, she did not move to tickle my feet, and we just sat and watched TV.
Later, she mentioned how this was the position her brother used to tickle her in, I just shrugged it off until I felt a nail on the sole of my socked feet! Being unable to move, I jolted back, and almost instantly started to giggle. When I tend to get tickled, instead of being able to fight back, I tend to just sort of flop, unable to defend myself. I can remember hearing her giggle, saying this was going to be fun, before I felt her running a nail up and down each sole. I was unable to wiggle my feet away from her fingers, it seemed she was very good at tracking the movements.
After a few seconds of the finger running up and down, she started to stroke each of my toes gently, much to the same effect from me. Feeling her little fingers scratch every nerve even through my socks was exhilarating, and I was already a total wreck. I had started to sweat as she it went on for a few minutes. Then, it happened. I felt her moving her fingers under my socks. I can remember telling her no but hearing her just giggle in repsonce. I think she knew me saying no was more playful than anything, and I am glad she did not stop!
If you have never had it happen, having your socks pulled off slowly is like nothing else, the building sense of dread at the future tickling, the air starting to touch each part of your foot, the cool air flushing up from the heel, to the sole, to the balls and then finally the toes. I scrunched my feet up and waited. Leaning back onto the sofa. However, instead, she adjusted herself, getting my feet closer together. She then, grabbed my big toes together, I was shocked to say the least! I know it isn't as effective as a good old toe tie, however, for someone to do this out of the blue? I hadn't imagined it would happen like this.
M then, started to rub her nails down the soles of my feet, then back up. Mirroring what she had done before. Although this time I couldn't even move my feet away from her nails! The sweat having built up from the previous tickling her fingers slid over my feet without issue, I was unable to control myself now, full on laughing and squirming now. I was certain that, she was enjoying this as much as I was. After around ten minutes of just non stop tickling, she stopped to be more gentle, though kept me under her legs and performed the odd stroke while we watched more TV.
The following night however, the session was even harsher. It was very hot in Sweden, so the leather sofa sometimes got a bit hot. So, I was on the floor, while M was on the sofa. I was resting my feet against the sofa. When I mentioned I was getting sleepy, she smiled and said she knew a way to wake me up. Confused, I asked what, and I suddenly felt my legs being put into a leg lock. I was on my belly on the floor, so she had easy control to the soles of my feet. I, asked her what she was up to, though I fully understood that I was about to be her victim again!
It all started, of course with the socks being peeled off yet again. I think she enjoyed this part, my whimpering seeming to cause her only to laugh. Once they were off, she secured my legs against the sofa, and started to gently run all her fingers in a spider tickle just on my skin very gently. I was in ticklish heaven. She was fully in control of me, and seemed to want me to laugh. She didn't miss a spot, the sides, heels, balls, toes and even in between the toes were all open for her. She changed her target quickly enough for me to never really get used to the feeling.
I thought she had been at it for a hour, but it was only half that time when she let me go. I just laid on the flood and giggled for a few moments. I eventually got up and sat on the sofa, after a few moments, I had picked my time to get some revenge!
I started, by tackling her on the sofa, and tickling her sides, which was a gold mine of giggles and laughter. She was fidigity as I tickled her, a lot more violently than my reaction, it seemed years of being tickled by her brother made her a very good fighter of tickles. However, my size in comparison did make it easy. Eventually. After I had worn her out, I pulled her legs out from under her, and sat on them much the same way she had me.
I am not as good a tickler as many, I am more used to being tickled. But I first started by tickling her feet while she had her socks on, and, nothing. Even after removing her socks, still nothing. Turns out, she can somehow just stop the tickly feeling. A strange super power, but it still threw me off my stride. I tried to massage her feet to make them more ticklish, but, nothing seemed to work. She was just too tough an egg to crack.
I hope you enjoyed my story, there were PLENTY more examples of her tickling me, but these ones just stick out in my mind.
M is only around 5 ft 4, long brown hair, curvey. We've been friends for around four or five years now, meeting online in the game GW2. I have mentioned a few times that I am quite ticklish, and she always told stories about how her brother used to pin her down and tickle her. However she always found tickling fun when she was on the giving end (for context, I am un sure if she has the same fetish as us, but she did seem to enjoy tickling me!) Of course, the moment I arrived she was prodding at my sides and making me jolt, giggling at my reactions. It could have just been he fact she knew how to control me, all six foot me, with just a single poke.
Skipping forwards a few days, we took one day to just rest and watch things on TV. I was laying on her sofa, and, of course she asked if she could sit. Naturally I teased her, and said no. He plonked herself down onto my ankles with her thighs. He bum on the sofa. It was like being in a human version of the stocks. At first, she did not move to tickle my feet, and we just sat and watched TV.
Later, she mentioned how this was the position her brother used to tickle her in, I just shrugged it off until I felt a nail on the sole of my socked feet! Being unable to move, I jolted back, and almost instantly started to giggle. When I tend to get tickled, instead of being able to fight back, I tend to just sort of flop, unable to defend myself. I can remember hearing her giggle, saying this was going to be fun, before I felt her running a nail up and down each sole. I was unable to wiggle my feet away from her fingers, it seemed she was very good at tracking the movements.
After a few seconds of the finger running up and down, she started to stroke each of my toes gently, much to the same effect from me. Feeling her little fingers scratch every nerve even through my socks was exhilarating, and I was already a total wreck. I had started to sweat as she it went on for a few minutes. Then, it happened. I felt her moving her fingers under my socks. I can remember telling her no but hearing her just giggle in repsonce. I think she knew me saying no was more playful than anything, and I am glad she did not stop!
If you have never had it happen, having your socks pulled off slowly is like nothing else, the building sense of dread at the future tickling, the air starting to touch each part of your foot, the cool air flushing up from the heel, to the sole, to the balls and then finally the toes. I scrunched my feet up and waited. Leaning back onto the sofa. However, instead, she adjusted herself, getting my feet closer together. She then, grabbed my big toes together, I was shocked to say the least! I know it isn't as effective as a good old toe tie, however, for someone to do this out of the blue? I hadn't imagined it would happen like this.
M then, started to rub her nails down the soles of my feet, then back up. Mirroring what she had done before. Although this time I couldn't even move my feet away from her nails! The sweat having built up from the previous tickling her fingers slid over my feet without issue, I was unable to control myself now, full on laughing and squirming now. I was certain that, she was enjoying this as much as I was. After around ten minutes of just non stop tickling, she stopped to be more gentle, though kept me under her legs and performed the odd stroke while we watched more TV.
The following night however, the session was even harsher. It was very hot in Sweden, so the leather sofa sometimes got a bit hot. So, I was on the floor, while M was on the sofa. I was resting my feet against the sofa. When I mentioned I was getting sleepy, she smiled and said she knew a way to wake me up. Confused, I asked what, and I suddenly felt my legs being put into a leg lock. I was on my belly on the floor, so she had easy control to the soles of my feet. I, asked her what she was up to, though I fully understood that I was about to be her victim again!
It all started, of course with the socks being peeled off yet again. I think she enjoyed this part, my whimpering seeming to cause her only to laugh. Once they were off, she secured my legs against the sofa, and started to gently run all her fingers in a spider tickle just on my skin very gently. I was in ticklish heaven. She was fully in control of me, and seemed to want me to laugh. She didn't miss a spot, the sides, heels, balls, toes and even in between the toes were all open for her. She changed her target quickly enough for me to never really get used to the feeling.
I thought she had been at it for a hour, but it was only half that time when she let me go. I just laid on the flood and giggled for a few moments. I eventually got up and sat on the sofa, after a few moments, I had picked my time to get some revenge!
I started, by tackling her on the sofa, and tickling her sides, which was a gold mine of giggles and laughter. She was fidigity as I tickled her, a lot more violently than my reaction, it seemed years of being tickled by her brother made her a very good fighter of tickles. However, my size in comparison did make it easy. Eventually. After I had worn her out, I pulled her legs out from under her, and sat on them much the same way she had me.
I am not as good a tickler as many, I am more used to being tickled. But I first started by tickling her feet while she had her socks on, and, nothing. Even after removing her socks, still nothing. Turns out, she can somehow just stop the tickly feeling. A strange super power, but it still threw me off my stride. I tried to massage her feet to make them more ticklish, but, nothing seemed to work. She was just too tough an egg to crack.
I hope you enjoyed my story, there were PLENTY more examples of her tickling me, but these ones just stick out in my mind.
