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This is about the first time I really tickled my wife's best friend, G (from my previous story). There had been very brief pokes/strokes in passing but nothing "full blown". This incident also takes place AFTER my previous story on the topic.
The story builds up similarly to my first story with G. She came to visit one weekend and we all got a little tipsy after dinner yada yada yada. So cut to the bedroom. Tv is on. The 3 of us (me, wife, and G) are all on our king size bed jabbering and scrolling on phones. A very good buzz going too.
My wife and G were both laid back on pillows and I was sitting/laying at the foot of the bed doing my own thing, scrolling and not paying much mind, while the girls were gabbing it up. Occasionally laying back between them on my side towards my wife, about thigh level.
It was summer time, so shorts and tee shirts. Wife and G were both in their socks still too. Wife always wears thin little ankle socks, the kind that you can see her nail polish color through and toe prints after a couple washes. G was wearing white crew socks, as her style is more skinny jeans/converse/dark clothing. Which is what she was wearing during the day.
My wife is barely over 5 ft, little size 6 feet with really high arches and shorter toes that are even in length and proportional to her feet. G is taller, probably 5'7-8, and Im guessing a size 9 (using wife's 6s as reference lol). She also has relatively high arches, but more pronounced pads than my wife. Her index toe is the longest, just past her big toe, and they get shorter down the line and have just an ever so slight curl.
Back to the bed
After laying on my side for a bit, I sat back up and was leaning on my side just at my wife's feet. She nudged me with her left foot, which is the universal wifely sign to "rub my feet". So I peel off her socks and start rubbing her feet. My back is to her mostly, and she swaps feet out in my lap from my side when she's ready for me to rub the other one.
I give her a good massage, working all the little areas and playing with her toes/caressing her soles in between. There isnt much difference between caressing and tickling to my wife, usually about 2-3 strokes before she starts twitching. Well it's only a matter of time before I just cant help myself...
I make a brisk stroke under her toes with my nail. They immediately curl up and her foot wiggles, scrunches, and recoils.
"AhahaHeeyyyyyy no ticklesssss" she chuckles out, swapping feet out in my lap. I waste no time and do the same thing to her other one, only I lightly hold it with my free hand to avoid the recoil movement.
"WaaHAHAHA BABE! Dooonnnttt ticklemyfeet!" She scrambles out.
I feel a nudge on my right side
"Hey yeah haha! Leave her poor feet alone and just be a good husband! Hahaha" G blurts out giggling, being playful.
"Whose side are YOU ON?!" I say, pretending to be mad and start tickling my wife's right foot a little more intensely. My wife starts giggling and doing the "no no NO NO HAHAHA not my feeheheheeeet AAGHHhahahaha"
G pushes my arm with her foot and proclaims through laughter "I have to keep it even and at least TRY and protect my friend sometimes!"
Light bulb
My wife is giggling and playfully shrieking "Help me G WAAHAHAHA HELP MEEE". G pushes a little harder on my hand now, almost trying to wedge herself in. "I'll save you friiieeenddd!!" She says giggling and play fighting.
I quickly let go of my wife's right foot and immediately latch onto G's left foot, locking it in my right armpit and leaning over her leg. She's trapped. "I see you have volunteered yourself as tribute!" My heart racing and G now with a worried smile. I knew that she was ticklish already, but I ran a finger tip down her socked sole and played into the "uh oh, is somebody ticklish?!" game hahaha.
She giggles and shouts "No!" in a playful "get me" tone while making a very half assed effort to escape. My wife is snickering giddily and makes a comment about how "she really did it now" which was a beaming green light for me. I slowly peel off G's white crew sock, raking my nail up her sole as I pull it off. Her eyes got wide and a brief look of panic washed over her face.
"eeEEEKK HAHAHA" she bursts out, black painted toes spreading and foot shaking back and forth.
"Oh no, G...you dont have ticklish feet too do yoouuu?" I drag it out as I start running my finger tips up and down her sole, making little circles on the ball off her foot.
"waaAGGHHAHAHA NO! Im no-haha-OOTTT" she struggles to get out, clearly trying her best to fight it.
"Babe, I think G is lying to me!" I say in a shocked tone, "what do you think??" My wife is laughing, clearly relieved that its not her "I think she's sure trying to!" I buckle down and start raking my finger tips down her sole.
"Nono wahaha NOO HAHAHA EEEEKK HAHAHA doooOONNNTT HAHAHA STOOPPPP" she starts giggling, squirming, and making a minimal effort to get away.
"Dont stop?? Well if you say so!" I say cheerfully. I use my off hand to hold those toes back before I start scratching my nails under her toes and down the ball of her foot.
Panic ensues. "Nonononoooo hahahaHAHAHA WAAGGHHAHAHA UGHAHAHA LEAVE. MY. FOOT. ALOOOHOHONE." She starts shrieking through bursts of belly laughter. "WIIIIIFE" she desperately looks for her friend to save her.
Wife giggling "this payback is TOO easy" followed by "I think you deserve to know how I feel!"
I couldnt agree more
I lock G's foot with both hands and latch onto her leg "Here babe, why dont you actually show her how you feel?" Now my wife is not a tickler by most means hahahaha. But in this moment she was happy to take a little revenge. She danced all 10 of her little fingers all over G's foot, scratching in a little harder in the arch.
G is pinned back, pillow over her face, scream giggling into it just locked in place. My wife squeaking happily between laughs and teasing her "oh its not that baaad" and mocking G "oh I didnt know you were SOOOO ticklish" clearly digging back at her.
I say "Alllllight alright lets let her breathe" and let her go. Her foot plops into my lap, no energy to pull away. She's breathing heavily while still laughing and making comments about how horrible I am.
I start rubbing her foot now and she lets out a "mmmmmmff damn" and eases up. "I can see why you put up with him" she says chuckling, now clearly enjoying herself. I pop her toes and give her a good massage for a minute or two while her breathing returns to normal.
"How about the other?" I offer. I look back at my wife who grins and rolls her eyes. G places her socked right foot in my lap. I peel it off, raking my nail up her sole on the way out. She "eeps" again.
I immediately lock it into place "You've learned nothing" I say laughing menacingly and dig right in on the tickling. G locks back into stiff board and is a heap of laughter and screaming into the pillow. I dig in my figer tips on the ball of her foot, which makes her toes spread. I make a comment about how her toes are making it too easy for me and through laughter she says "I caaahahaHAAANT HOLD THEM CLOOOHOHOSSEEDD"
So I keep digging on her sole and made a ballsy move. With her toes spread out I decided in the moment, to top off the ticklishness, and started nibbling/sucking on her toes. This is an immediate meltdown if I do it to my wife, as her toes are probably the most ticklish spot on her feet.
Apparently G has a similar sensitivity that she was previously unaware of.
G. Utterly. Loses. It.
The pillow flies off her face and she is in hysterical laughter.
I slowly slithered my tongue between and under her toes, making a couple passes across the ball of her foot too "WAAGGHH WAGAHAHA WHA HAHAHA WHAT THE FUU- AAGGHHH HAHAHA I CAAA- HAHAHA CANT HAHAHAAAANDLE ITTT"
"MERCY HAHAHA MERCY OHMYGOD HAHAHAHA UNCLE ANYTHHIHIINNGG PLEEHEEHEAASSEE" she says while Im nibbling down the ball of her foot and in the middle of her arch.
My wife looks at me with the "okay ya got her good enough" eye roll
I finally let her go and gather herself. Both feet in my lap while she's panting. My wife's feet then join G's in my lap. G comments about how she knows which side she has to be on and they laugh about how awful I am. I take a foot in each hand and start rubbing. In unison they both untense and moan a little "aahhh mmmm"
"I still make it worth it!" I say gleefully while being nice and actually massaging.
G clearly exhausted "mmmf yes just keep doing this and I'll forgive you" lightly chuckling.
I continued massaging both of them and G makes a couple light hearted comments about "visiting more often" and "using him for just this part". The night ended after the girls were dozing off from foot rubs and I called bed time hahaha. That was that! Thanks for reading! I appreciate all the feedback and comments that have been made!
The story builds up similarly to my first story with G. She came to visit one weekend and we all got a little tipsy after dinner yada yada yada. So cut to the bedroom. Tv is on. The 3 of us (me, wife, and G) are all on our king size bed jabbering and scrolling on phones. A very good buzz going too.
My wife and G were both laid back on pillows and I was sitting/laying at the foot of the bed doing my own thing, scrolling and not paying much mind, while the girls were gabbing it up. Occasionally laying back between them on my side towards my wife, about thigh level.
It was summer time, so shorts and tee shirts. Wife and G were both in their socks still too. Wife always wears thin little ankle socks, the kind that you can see her nail polish color through and toe prints after a couple washes. G was wearing white crew socks, as her style is more skinny jeans/converse/dark clothing. Which is what she was wearing during the day.
My wife is barely over 5 ft, little size 6 feet with really high arches and shorter toes that are even in length and proportional to her feet. G is taller, probably 5'7-8, and Im guessing a size 9 (using wife's 6s as reference lol). She also has relatively high arches, but more pronounced pads than my wife. Her index toe is the longest, just past her big toe, and they get shorter down the line and have just an ever so slight curl.
Back to the bed
After laying on my side for a bit, I sat back up and was leaning on my side just at my wife's feet. She nudged me with her left foot, which is the universal wifely sign to "rub my feet". So I peel off her socks and start rubbing her feet. My back is to her mostly, and she swaps feet out in my lap from my side when she's ready for me to rub the other one.
I give her a good massage, working all the little areas and playing with her toes/caressing her soles in between. There isnt much difference between caressing and tickling to my wife, usually about 2-3 strokes before she starts twitching. Well it's only a matter of time before I just cant help myself...
I make a brisk stroke under her toes with my nail. They immediately curl up and her foot wiggles, scrunches, and recoils.
"AhahaHeeyyyyyy no ticklesssss" she chuckles out, swapping feet out in my lap. I waste no time and do the same thing to her other one, only I lightly hold it with my free hand to avoid the recoil movement.
"WaaHAHAHA BABE! Dooonnnttt ticklemyfeet!" She scrambles out.
I feel a nudge on my right side
"Hey yeah haha! Leave her poor feet alone and just be a good husband! Hahaha" G blurts out giggling, being playful.
"Whose side are YOU ON?!" I say, pretending to be mad and start tickling my wife's right foot a little more intensely. My wife starts giggling and doing the "no no NO NO HAHAHA not my feeheheheeeet AAGHHhahahaha"
G pushes my arm with her foot and proclaims through laughter "I have to keep it even and at least TRY and protect my friend sometimes!"
Light bulb
My wife is giggling and playfully shrieking "Help me G WAAHAHAHA HELP MEEE". G pushes a little harder on my hand now, almost trying to wedge herself in. "I'll save you friiieeenddd!!" She says giggling and play fighting.
I quickly let go of my wife's right foot and immediately latch onto G's left foot, locking it in my right armpit and leaning over her leg. She's trapped. "I see you have volunteered yourself as tribute!" My heart racing and G now with a worried smile. I knew that she was ticklish already, but I ran a finger tip down her socked sole and played into the "uh oh, is somebody ticklish?!" game hahaha.
She giggles and shouts "No!" in a playful "get me" tone while making a very half assed effort to escape. My wife is snickering giddily and makes a comment about how "she really did it now" which was a beaming green light for me. I slowly peel off G's white crew sock, raking my nail up her sole as I pull it off. Her eyes got wide and a brief look of panic washed over her face.
"eeEEEKK HAHAHA" she bursts out, black painted toes spreading and foot shaking back and forth.
"Oh no, G...you dont have ticklish feet too do yoouuu?" I drag it out as I start running my finger tips up and down her sole, making little circles on the ball off her foot.
"waaAGGHHAHAHA NO! Im no-haha-OOTTT" she struggles to get out, clearly trying her best to fight it.
"Babe, I think G is lying to me!" I say in a shocked tone, "what do you think??" My wife is laughing, clearly relieved that its not her "I think she's sure trying to!" I buckle down and start raking my finger tips down her sole.
"Nono wahaha NOO HAHAHA EEEEKK HAHAHA doooOONNNTT HAHAHA STOOPPPP" she starts giggling, squirming, and making a minimal effort to get away.
"Dont stop?? Well if you say so!" I say cheerfully. I use my off hand to hold those toes back before I start scratching my nails under her toes and down the ball of her foot.
Panic ensues. "Nonononoooo hahahaHAHAHA WAAGGHHAHAHA UGHAHAHA LEAVE. MY. FOOT. ALOOOHOHONE." She starts shrieking through bursts of belly laughter. "WIIIIIFE" she desperately looks for her friend to save her.
Wife giggling "this payback is TOO easy" followed by "I think you deserve to know how I feel!"
I couldnt agree more
I lock G's foot with both hands and latch onto her leg "Here babe, why dont you actually show her how you feel?" Now my wife is not a tickler by most means hahahaha. But in this moment she was happy to take a little revenge. She danced all 10 of her little fingers all over G's foot, scratching in a little harder in the arch.
G is pinned back, pillow over her face, scream giggling into it just locked in place. My wife squeaking happily between laughs and teasing her "oh its not that baaad" and mocking G "oh I didnt know you were SOOOO ticklish" clearly digging back at her.
I say "Alllllight alright lets let her breathe" and let her go. Her foot plops into my lap, no energy to pull away. She's breathing heavily while still laughing and making comments about how horrible I am.
I start rubbing her foot now and she lets out a "mmmmmmff damn" and eases up. "I can see why you put up with him" she says chuckling, now clearly enjoying herself. I pop her toes and give her a good massage for a minute or two while her breathing returns to normal.
"How about the other?" I offer. I look back at my wife who grins and rolls her eyes. G places her socked right foot in my lap. I peel it off, raking my nail up her sole on the way out. She "eeps" again.
I immediately lock it into place "You've learned nothing" I say laughing menacingly and dig right in on the tickling. G locks back into stiff board and is a heap of laughter and screaming into the pillow. I dig in my figer tips on the ball of her foot, which makes her toes spread. I make a comment about how her toes are making it too easy for me and through laughter she says "I caaahahaHAAANT HOLD THEM CLOOOHOHOSSEEDD"
So I keep digging on her sole and made a ballsy move. With her toes spread out I decided in the moment, to top off the ticklishness, and started nibbling/sucking on her toes. This is an immediate meltdown if I do it to my wife, as her toes are probably the most ticklish spot on her feet.
Apparently G has a similar sensitivity that she was previously unaware of.
G. Utterly. Loses. It.
The pillow flies off her face and she is in hysterical laughter.
I slowly slithered my tongue between and under her toes, making a couple passes across the ball of her foot too "WAAGGHH WAGAHAHA WHA HAHAHA WHAT THE FUU- AAGGHHH HAHAHA I CAAA- HAHAHA CANT HAHAHAAAANDLE ITTT"
"MERCY HAHAHA MERCY OHMYGOD HAHAHAHA UNCLE ANYTHHIHIINNGG PLEEHEEHEAASSEE" she says while Im nibbling down the ball of her foot and in the middle of her arch.
My wife looks at me with the "okay ya got her good enough" eye roll
I finally let her go and gather herself. Both feet in my lap while she's panting. My wife's feet then join G's in my lap. G comments about how she knows which side she has to be on and they laugh about how awful I am. I take a foot in each hand and start rubbing. In unison they both untense and moan a little "aahhh mmmm"
"I still make it worth it!" I say gleefully while being nice and actually massaging.
G clearly exhausted "mmmf yes just keep doing this and I'll forgive you" lightly chuckling.
I continued massaging both of them and G makes a couple light hearted comments about "visiting more often" and "using him for just this part". The night ended after the girls were dozing off from foot rubs and I called bed time hahaha. That was that! Thanks for reading! I appreciate all the feedback and comments that have been made!
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