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My wife (Kate) is a military pilot. She is 165 cm tall, has a great athletic figure, medium length blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes and beautiful feet that just beg to be tickled. The story I am going to tell happened to her some time ago. I did not witness the incident, but my wife told me in detail what happened. The story is a bit long, but I tried to tell it as accurately as possible.
Once a year, military flight school students come to different air bases. They do internships and get acquainted with the unit where they will continue their careers after graduation. This time four students from the military school (Kris, Tom, Zach, Joe) came to visit us. They were cared for by my wife, who was responsible for them throughout their internship (for 6 months). In the beginning, the relationship between the group and her was very service oriented, but over time, the more she got to know them and they got to know her, it changed to more of a friendship. The time was approaching when the young students were to return to their school. It is a tradition that at the end of their internship, before returning to their universities, the students hold a party to thank them for their mentorship, the experience they gained, the flights they made, etc. Kate was also invited to this party. This type of event usually consists of an official part and a less official part. The official part is organized by the base commander and includes thanks, diplomas and gifts. The later part is a party with tables laden with food and alcohol. However, because of the first part, the mandatory attire is formal wear, so Kate was dressed in a blue short-sleeved shirt, dark gray pants (from the official uniform), natural nylons, and black high-heeled shoes. My wife hates walking in high heels, she says her feet hurt afterwards.
After the first part of the ceremony was over, everyone went to the restaurant that had been booked in advance for the reception. After taking their seats at the table, the party started. Everyone sat and talked to each other. As time passed, the atmosphere relaxed (alcohol) and my wife was joined by her guests. You could say that they surrounded her. At some point they started to reminisce about various funny situations that happened during their stay and tell jokes. My wife kept teasing that their jokes and stories were lame and didn't make her laugh. One of the students (Joe) to make her laugh after telling his joke, tried to tickle Kate's sides and poke under her ribs. The wife jumped up slightly, smiled broadly, and said that they wouldn't make her laugh that way because she wasn't ticklish. The man poked her a few more times, but seeing no effect, he gave up. Kate is basically not ticklish. Except in one place. Her feet. They are very ticklish, and there are some places so sensitive that touching them drives her crazy (heels, toes, and sides of feet).
Back to the story, after a while Kris noticed that Kate had her legs crossed under a chair and one of her feet had popped out of her shoe, exposing almost the entire sole. Without thinking, he leaned over and ran his finger along the sole. Kate jumped up, squealed, and giggled, and when she jerked her foot violently, the shoe fell completely to the ground. "So you're saying you're not ticklish? Let's check it out?" -Zach said, smiling sinisterly. Tom said to hold her down, and Kris grabbed her pressing her against the back of the chair and locking her arms. Zach and Tom bent down to reach Kate's legs, then picked them up, moved an extra chair over, and put both legs on the chair next to her, holding her ankles with their hands. By this time my wife was slowly beginning to realize what was instore for her. "Come on guys, let me go!" -she said with terror in her eyes, but her proteges continued with their idea. They wanted to remove her other shoe, but she tried to make it difficult for them by holding it down with her other foot, which was already bare. Zach slowly ran his finger over the helpless sole of the other foot. Another squeal coupled with a giggle sounded, and the foot docilely scowled, allowing the shoe to come off. At this point Kate was sitting in a chair, supported from behind by Kris. In front, Zach and Tom were holding her ankles (each holding one leg), pressing them against the chair. "So you're saying you're not ticklish?" -Zach asked. "Okay, you got me. I'm a little ticklish on my legs. Can you let me go now?" -replied Kate with pleading in her eyes. "Let's check it out. It doesn't look a bit ticklish." -Tom added with a smile. "Joe, tell her the same joke you just told, maybe this time it will make our commander laugh?" -said Zach. Joe told his joke again and the guys started slowly scratching my wife's soles. First they scratched her up and down with a single finger, which made Kate jump up giggling quietly, but she refrained from laughing out loud. She curled her toes, trying to somehow lessen the tickling sensation. After Joe had finished telling the joke for a while, Zach and Tom increased the intensity of the tickling, which my wife could no longer stand. She burst out laughing out loud. In addition, two things made the tickling stronger than usual. The first thing: the pantyhose. The second: Kate, the day before the party, had been for a pedicure, so her feet were softer and more sensitive (she had her nails painted a dark cherry color). "You see Joe, Kate likes your jokes," Zach said with a big smile on his face. They reduced the intensity of the tickling and started scratching again with only one finger on the helpless feet. Kate clenched her teeth again, trying to stifle her laughter. "Now it's your turn, Kris, tell a joke, maybe you can make our captain laugh too."-Zach said. Kris began to tell, and when he finished, the boys began to quickly tickle my wife's soles, which again led to a burst of laughter. "What a good joke!" -said Joe -"Look how you made her laugh." Kate laughed out loud and tried to get free, but to no avail. "Whose turn is it now?" -Zach asked. Then they each told jokes, and the guys continued to tickle her. They tickled gently at first, but after the story was over, the boys attacked her feet with full force, causing my wife to burst out laughing and flailing her legs in an attempt to break free from the hands of her tormentors. When the tickling became less intense, Kate tried to catch her breath and gather her strength. She also begged the boys to let her go, saying that it wasn't fair and that she couldn't take it anymore.
After a few minutes of this, the boys stopped tickling her. She breathed a sigh of relief, but they continued to hold her. "So your feet aren't just a little ticklish. And do you have any more sensitive spots on your feet?" -Zach asked. "No, I don't. That's enough, let me go guys." -said Kate, exhausted. "Well, we'll check it out. You've already lied to us twice, when you claimed you weren't ticklish, and when you told us your feet were only a little ticklish. Maybe you're not telling us the truth this time either?" -Zach said. Without waiting long, they started looking for the weak spot on my wife's feet and hit it right away. As soon as they scratched Kate's heel, she started throwing herself in the chair, begging the guys to stop. "Oh, we found something," -Tom said. Then they tickled her heels for about two minutes, driving her crazy. Then they continued looking for other points. They ran their fingers along the arch of her foot, along the ball of her foot, eliciting bursts of laughter from their victim. However, it wasn't the kind of laughter you might hear when they tickled her heels. They were slowly approaching her toes. Seeing this, Kate tried to pull away at all costs, further curling her toes restricting access to them. The boys, seeing what was happening, asked Joe, who by now was just standing next to her and not involved in the tickling, to hold her legs by the ankles so that Tom and Zach had both hands free. With one hand they grabbed the toes of her feet and tilted them back, gaining access to the space between them. After a moment, with their other hand, they began tickling the areas under her toes, driving Kate to agony. She thrashed around in the chair, trying with all her might to get free, but she couldn't manage it. The boys, seeing her reactions, smiled to themselves as they continued tickling. After a while, a hole appeared in the pantyhose from the intense tickling. So Zach ripped open the rest of the pantyhose, exposing Kate's bare, smooth foot. He then mercilessly tickled her. Additionally, the guys, seeing her helplessness and how ticklish she was, began to tease her, saying, "You said that way we wouldn't make you laugh because you weren't ticklish? Interesting", "Ooo, look our commander is so defenseless, all you have to do is tickle her", "Such a big, such a strong woman, and she is ticklish like a little girl", "And who has such ticklish feet?", "Which piggy is the most ticklish?" or they counted aloud her toes and tickled them at the same time. This only intensified the tickling effect. After another 5 minutes, the boys finally let her go. Once released, Kate slumped back in her chair for lack of strength and breathed deeply. Her hair was tumbled in all directions. "That wasn't fair, you almost killed me" - Kate said to the boys, punching one of them gently on the shoulder and smiling slightly. Later Kate told me that it was the worst tickle of her life.
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