magic fingers
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Back in the 90's I had a miserable soul crushing job. The boss was a jerk who was cheap and he literally had no sense of humor. Nobody liked him, and we got a lot more work done when he was out of the office(he travelled a lot, so fortunately we were often spared his annoying presence).
Anyway one of my coworkers was a hottie "tough chick". She grew up in a lower class neighborhood and had kind of an annoying South Baltimore accent. But man was she stunning, especially her face. She had strawberry blonde hair bright blue eyes and a perfect smile. She looked like a combo of a young Reba McIntye, and Sara Underwood(stunning blonde PMOY). She had cute 90's hair(kind of a metal look) perfect teeth dimples and freckles and no matter how tough she tried to act, she looked innocent and adorable. Let's call her Susan(not her real name)
She had a great figure too, although she'd had a kid, but even the slight amount of post baby fat made her even cuter. Susan may have grown up in a poor neighborhood but she was every bit as hot as the rich spoiled stuck up sorority girls who mostly ignored me in college. Susan was cool but she had kind of bad ass attitude. I said to myself there's no way this hard ass chick is ticklish.
But once I got to know and she let down her guard a little bit, I had to give her a little poke. Well I barely touched her side and she nearly hit the ceiling. That beautiful face was smiling and red w/embarrassment(she was very fair skinned), and I swear she was laughing for a solid 5-7 seconds after I just barely poked her(it wasn't even a good poke. I'm hyper ticklish myself and I wouldn't have reacted to such a weak attack). She said oh my God don't tickle me. I'm the most ticklish girl in the world and I'm not exaggerating.
From then on I couldn't help myself. Every time I grabbed her side Susan collapsed in silent laughter. Another guy saw this and her would also poke her occasionally. He even suggested we gang up on her but I refused because I was actually afraid the sensation would be too much for her and she might pass out or pee her pants.
And as much as Susan claimed to hate it, she tickled me a few times as well, and had a very effective technique.
The only bad thing about this was she never took her shoes off(the dress code was casual, and other girls who worked there who would walk around barefoot or in their stocking feet. But Susan never did). She rarely even wore sandals or flip flops. Susan was one of those girls who thought all feet were gross including her own, and she was self conscious about her feet thinking they were too big. She said her boyfriend called her monkey toes. She also didn't want to walk barefoot on the carpet because she didn't think it was very clean. And to be honest her feet did seem a little large but they were still almost as cute as the rest of her.
So even though I never had access to her feet I did find out they were as ticklish as the rest of her. She once admitted she has to give herself pedicures because if anyone else touches her feet, even the tops of her feet, she automatically becomes helpless w/laughter. Susan also said she doesn't let her BF rub her feet because they're so sensitive.
One day I made the mistake of poking her when she was in a bad mood. She jumped as usual but she snapped and said "Don't! I'm fucking serious" Even when she was pissed she was cute. But I was already in trouble w/my asshole boss and I didn't want Susan complaining to him(she really ran hot and cold. She might've been bipolar). Plus I met her BF and he was a bad ass biker dude who could've easily kicked my ass. I didn't want word getting back to him that I was tickling his GF. And of course I didn't want to annoy her so I from then on resisted the urge to tickle her. Then a few weeks later Susan was pregnant w/baby number two. So now I definitely tried to avoid her as to not give into any tickling temptation. I always avoided even thinking about tickling pregnant women(not that I've known that many pregnant women) because their bodies are already in such a vulnerable state. I quit when she was on maternity leave(not because she was away but because I finally got tired of my asshole boss, and the two cool guys I worked and became friends with, one of whom was the aforementioned other tickler, also left because of the jerk in charge). I never saw Susan again. My only regret is I never got a chance to touch those ticklish feet.
Does anyone else have any stories about touch ticklish friends or partners?
Anyway one of my coworkers was a hottie "tough chick". She grew up in a lower class neighborhood and had kind of an annoying South Baltimore accent. But man was she stunning, especially her face. She had strawberry blonde hair bright blue eyes and a perfect smile. She looked like a combo of a young Reba McIntye, and Sara Underwood(stunning blonde PMOY). She had cute 90's hair(kind of a metal look) perfect teeth dimples and freckles and no matter how tough she tried to act, she looked innocent and adorable. Let's call her Susan(not her real name)
She had a great figure too, although she'd had a kid, but even the slight amount of post baby fat made her even cuter. Susan may have grown up in a poor neighborhood but she was every bit as hot as the rich spoiled stuck up sorority girls who mostly ignored me in college. Susan was cool but she had kind of bad ass attitude. I said to myself there's no way this hard ass chick is ticklish.
But once I got to know and she let down her guard a little bit, I had to give her a little poke. Well I barely touched her side and she nearly hit the ceiling. That beautiful face was smiling and red w/embarrassment(she was very fair skinned), and I swear she was laughing for a solid 5-7 seconds after I just barely poked her(it wasn't even a good poke. I'm hyper ticklish myself and I wouldn't have reacted to such a weak attack). She said oh my God don't tickle me. I'm the most ticklish girl in the world and I'm not exaggerating.
From then on I couldn't help myself. Every time I grabbed her side Susan collapsed in silent laughter. Another guy saw this and her would also poke her occasionally. He even suggested we gang up on her but I refused because I was actually afraid the sensation would be too much for her and she might pass out or pee her pants.
And as much as Susan claimed to hate it, she tickled me a few times as well, and had a very effective technique.
The only bad thing about this was she never took her shoes off(the dress code was casual, and other girls who worked there who would walk around barefoot or in their stocking feet. But Susan never did). She rarely even wore sandals or flip flops. Susan was one of those girls who thought all feet were gross including her own, and she was self conscious about her feet thinking they were too big. She said her boyfriend called her monkey toes. She also didn't want to walk barefoot on the carpet because she didn't think it was very clean. And to be honest her feet did seem a little large but they were still almost as cute as the rest of her.
So even though I never had access to her feet I did find out they were as ticklish as the rest of her. She once admitted she has to give herself pedicures because if anyone else touches her feet, even the tops of her feet, she automatically becomes helpless w/laughter. Susan also said she doesn't let her BF rub her feet because they're so sensitive.
One day I made the mistake of poking her when she was in a bad mood. She jumped as usual but she snapped and said "Don't! I'm fucking serious" Even when she was pissed she was cute. But I was already in trouble w/my asshole boss and I didn't want Susan complaining to him(she really ran hot and cold. She might've been bipolar). Plus I met her BF and he was a bad ass biker dude who could've easily kicked my ass. I didn't want word getting back to him that I was tickling his GF. And of course I didn't want to annoy her so I from then on resisted the urge to tickle her. Then a few weeks later Susan was pregnant w/baby number two. So now I definitely tried to avoid her as to not give into any tickling temptation. I always avoided even thinking about tickling pregnant women(not that I've known that many pregnant women) because their bodies are already in such a vulnerable state. I quit when she was on maternity leave(not because she was away but because I finally got tired of my asshole boss, and the two cool guys I worked and became friends with, one of whom was the aforementioned other tickler, also left because of the jerk in charge). I never saw Susan again. My only regret is I never got a chance to touch those ticklish feet.
Does anyone else have any stories about touch ticklish friends or partners?
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