"My Favorite Uncle" .......................
Since I can't seem to generate any interested ............ :tounge: ............ in my "playful tickling" experiences with my Uncle and tickling his feet, I went ahead and posted one of my stories anyway!!!!
Give it a read and let me know what you think!!!!! ................. :laughing:
The best part, His feet are really that "TICKLISH"!!!!!!!!
OKAY .......................... HERE GOES!!!!!!! ..............................
" MY FAVORITE UNCLE "
On one particular Sunday afternoon, after our traditional "family dinner", I came to find out just how "hyperticklish" my "Favorite Uncle's" feet were. I always admired his socks and wondered just how ticklish his feet would be when he wore them. THEY WERE !!!!!!!
The table was clear and the dishes done, my relatives decided to spend sometime in the backyard. All but my Uncle. He decided to go into the livingroom and watch some TV. I wasn't in the mood to be outside, so I decided to go and sit in the livingroom. You can imagine my surprise when I walked in and saw him sitting there in his black, thin, nylon dress socked feet! His shoes nicely tucked away behind the overstuffed chair. I couldn't believe it! It was just him and me in the house! Everyone else was outside!! I thought this may be my chance to try and tickle his feet.
As mentioned, he was always one to clown around with us. Especially when his wife wasn't around. This time was no different! I decided to sit on the floor, by the chair, within striking distance of his feet. All I have to say ................. HE STARTED IT !! As I was sitting there, he gave me the impression he was dozing off. That was not the case!!
Sitting there, minding my own business, watching TV, he reached over, with his socked foot and poked me in the ribs. He pulled back rather quickly and acted as if nothing happened. I thought to myself, he was in one of those playful moods. Of course, I didn't want to disappoint him.
Knowing exactly where this was going, I decided to wait for the next time he'd try to poke me. I knew he would do it again. When he does, that's when I would strike. It didn't take long. As I sat there, I saw him stirring and slowly moving his socked foot back in my direction. He was toast!!!
Let me tell you, his foot never made it to my ribs! I pounced! I grabbed his foot and started tickling it like no tomorow! Bingo ..................... he went completely nuts. He tried to push me away with his other foot. Big mistake!!! I now grabbed both his feet and continued my tickle attack. They were completely imobilized! Locked under my arm and at the mercy of my tickling fingers! Nice! He was completely hysterical in the matter of seconds! Jackpot!!! He went absolutely balistic!!!!!
I then came to find out, to my amusement, he was so "hyperticklish" on his feet, he couldn't help but fall victim to his own laughter. Don't you just love when that happens!!! Well, let me say, he was completely, unable to defend himself. So true, I eased up on my grip and continued my assualt. It didn't matter how hard or how lightly I tickled his socked feet! He was a bundle of non-stop laughter. Of course, I changed up my tickling technique because I didn't want to bore him! Like I said, it didn't matter!
In between all his bouts of screaming and laughing, tickling and laughing, he started pleading and begging me to stop! Thank God, everyone was outside! Did I listen? Absolutely not!!! I figured, I may never get this oppurtunity again. I may as well go for broke. I knew I wouldn't have to worry about any repercussions. That's just has he was.
After about twenty minutes of my relentless tickling and him laughing uncontollably. In between his ................. Pleasssse, Pleasssse stops............ I can't, can't ................ take anymores................Pleassssse stoooooops!!!! I finally let up.
As he sat there and tried to regain his composure, I contined to tease his feet with my fingers. As he got himself under control again. Laughing and giggling, giggling and laughing!! When he finally was able to speak coherently, he said to me ...................... Where did you learn to do that?.......... Still giggling from my onslaught.
Being the caring and compassionate Nephew that I am, I apologized for getting carried away. I said, I'll make it up to you sometime with a nice foot massage. He said .............. No need to apologize and everything was fine. Just remind me, next time, who I'm playing with. OH and by the way ............ I'll take you up on that foot massage. That's another story!
Now you all know why he became .................... my "Favorite Uncle"!!!
All comments welcomed!!!! Would love to hear what you think!!
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