Stefan_tickler
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I met a few days ago a friend from my childhood and invited her to coffee at my house. Otherwise, it is the same friend I tickled as a child. She was barefoot, wearing a short skirt and had a beautiful nail polish. I made some coffee and we started talking about experiences of childhood. Slowly, I came to the memories of tickling. I did not even mention tickling, she herself said:"Do you remember when we watched the horror movie and we bet about me leting you to tickle me, if I get scared? I never get scared, but you tickle me anyway?" I replied: "I do." She said:"Those were good times. Right?" "Yes." She said:"I remained breathless and giggling, but in the crazy and weird way, I seem to like that. I laughed and felt spoiled, and I like it. We could try it again some times, if it's okay for you?". Taken by surprise, I replied:"Well, why not? If you agree with that, then why not." She said:"Really? You'd do that for me?" "Thinking to myself:"WAITING FOR THAT ALL MY LIFE!", I replied with:"Of course I would. Why not? If it is fun for you is fun for me too." Then she slowly lifted first one and then the other foot and put them into my lap and said:"Well, you could do it now ". I replied with a smile:"Are you sure you want this? " She said:"Yes. Of course I do. I want to feel again pampered and happy. But be carefull. You know how ticklish I am." I smiled and began to slowly lower my finger over her feet. She began to smile and briefly flashed: "Oh my God. I forget how it itches." I said again with a smile: "Now there is no turning back. You ask for it!" Then I started to tickle faster and faster. She began to struggle, giggling and screaming: "Please stop. Wait! I can't take it anymore. Please! I'm going to pee myself." I stopped for a moment to let her take the air, and again continued with the same pace. She still giggled, screamed, twitching, trying to pull away her foot and escape, but everything was unsuccessful. A few minutes later I released her feet and we had a cup of coffee by the end of it and she thanked me for wonderful memories. I escorted her in hope that she will come again and let me tickles her, simply because I love her beautifull feet.
That's it. Hope you liked the story.
That's it. Hope you liked the story.