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M/F tickling my friend's sister

reflexology414

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This is a short one from high school.

During my senior year of high school, a young man named Scott transferred to my school. We became good friends, and our families got acquainted as well.

Scott had a younger sister named Kellie, who was fourteen and nothing less than adorable. She stood about 5’6, had an amazing figure, and was also blessed with the most perfect fingers and toes any girl could hope to have. At her tender age, she was well on her way to being a sorority beauty.

For reasons I’ll never understand, I was the only one of Scott’s friends who paid Kellie any attention. The guys seemed to dismiss her as the younger sister who was too young to hang out with us.

Kellie initially struggled to make new friends, and being shunned by her brother’s social circle made her feel even lonelier in her new surroundings. She seemed very sweet, and I went out of my way to spend time with her… a gesture she appreciated.

Before long, Kellie developed a rather obvious crush on me. Knowing how she felt, I decided to take a chance and confide in her about my love of women’s feet and tickling. The concept of a foot fetish was new to Kellie, but that poor sweet girl was determined to please me. She pledged to be my personal “foot girl” without knowing what that would entail.

Whenever I came to visit, Kellie would quietly escort me to her parent’s motor home, which was parked in a spacious garage more than one hundred feet from the house. This afforded us enough privacy to have some rather intense tickling sessions without being overheard.

For more than a week, this arrangement worked well… at least for me. Kellie would faithfully (almost obediently) remove her shoes and socks and let me tickle her to screams. I’d always conclude these encounters by nibbling her toes and massaging her feet.

Kellie never complained or gave me any indication that she was uncomfortable. However, after our tenth session, she said we had to modify our arrangement. She was horribly ticklish, and my techniques were simply too intense.

Kellie sensed that I felt badly about taking things too far. She also knew I was disappointed about losing my newfound tickling partner, and she quickly reassured me. She promised that she wasn’t angry and said we could continue our sessions… with modifications.

For starters, she said it was uncomfortable to know she’d be tickled EVERY time I came to visit. She said we’d have to reduce the number of sessions per week, and she wanted final say as to when those would take place.

Kellie also wanted more control over the sessions themselves. She said it was torturous to be wildly tickled for an hour with no ability to stop the tickling or reduce the intensity.

An hour passed as Kellie and I discussed her concerns and formulated ways to have additional sessions that would be more agreeable to her. If this girl hadn’t been so smitten with me, I doubt this would have happened. She was fiercely determined to allow me access to her feet, and she was positively giddy as we established our new guidelines.

After considerable discussion, we formulated an arrangement some of you would undoubtedly find kinky. The first component involved giving Kellie control over deciding when we’d have sessions. Both of us felt weird about having to verbally negotiate all of this each time, so we came up with a non-verbal system.

Outside of Kellie’s bedroom, there was an elegant wooden box. It was used to store her extra shoes, boots, and slippers. Anytime I wanted to have a session with Kellie, I was supposed to place her fuzzy pink bedroom slippers on top of the box. If she felt comfortable with the idea, she’d remove her shoes and socks and don the slippers.

As for controlling the content of the sessions, I designed a set of “tickle cards” that were placed in a large envelope. Each card specified forms of tickling that would be applied to Kellie’s feet. For example…


LEFT FOOT: ARCH
INTENSITY: SEVERE

The ticklee shall have her left arch tickled for two minutes, during which she will be allowed three thirty-second timeouts. The ticklee may apply any unused timeouts to the next round of the game.


Some of the cards called for gentle or moderate tickling, while others were severe. Each allowed Kellie the ability to declare timeouts. NOTE: Kellie approved these cards before we ever used them in a session.

My instincts told me I should wait before requesting another session with Kellie. I came to visit every day, but made no references to her feet. I think she appreciated the fact that I was being sensitive to her feelings.

About a week later, I came to visit, and Kellie was alone. This seemed like the perfect time to test our agreement. While Kellie sat in the living room, I excused myself and placed the pink slippers on the box outside of her room.

Ten minutes later, Kellie went to retrieve the TV Guide from her bedroom. I held my breath as I awaited her response. She returned five minutes later with her beautifully painted toenails peeking out of the open ends of the fuzzy pink slippers.

Kellie giggled as we walked to the motor home. She was anxious about testing our new guidelines, but she was far more relaxed than she was during our previous session.

Our system worked well. Kellie felt much more comfortable with our sessions, and we enjoyed many encounters before her family moved away.
 
"Limits? We don't need no stinkin' limits!"

Don't ya just hate that? :rolleyes:

"It's an addiction I tell ya! It's an addiction!" :blaugh: :firedevil :tickle:

Just kidding, man. You're a better man for respecting her.
 
yeah

I know what you mean, but it would have been cruel to push that poor girl any harder than I did.
 
The most important words in Reflex's story

Male ticklers, please heed the most important words in Reflexology414's story: His ticklish lady friend Kellie "was determined to please" him.

When a girl wants to please a guy, he can do no wrong. Getting tickled was never Kellie's dream, but satisfying Reflexology414 was, so she let him have his way with her.:D
 
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