Hello again fellow tickle lovers. I have a few more incidents to share. I'll get right into it because it might get lengthy.
About 7 or 8 years ago I had the opportunity to go to a small divisionIII college and play ball. Our athletic trainers consisted of one male head trainer, a female grad school assistant, and two other intern female trainers. All of the trainers were very cool and easy to get along with so as we got closer there would be a little harmless flirting every now and then.
My first foot tickle of one of them was with the grad school assistant Andrea. Andrea was a tall, about 6 feet, thick woman with a gorgeous smile and big , probably size 10, pretty feet. On one of our road trips she wore these slip on shoes with a small heel that covered from her toes to the middle of her foot but exposed her heel and just a very little bit of the inside of her arch.
After the game that night at the hotel she came to bring me some ice and I thanked her for wearing those shoes because I like feet and I felt like she wore those for me lol. Before the next game I was getting treatment in the training room and noticed she had on the same type of shoes in a different color. I couldn't let this chance past as she had crossed her right foot over her left and exposed some more of her arch. Without hesistation I walked over to her , bent down and index finger scribbled on hersole for every bit of 2seconds before she let out a shriek and with a big smile on her face looked at me and said "STOP!"
The next time was with one of the interns name Michelle.
I had been having pain in my foot from the team shoes we had. After a practice I headed straight for the training room to get my foot checked out. As luck would have it I was the first one there and Michelle was currently the only trainer in the room. I explained the pain I was having and told her it's anawkward spot and maybe I could show her better on her foot.
immediately after my statement she slipped her left foot out of the black flat she was wearing and put it up on a table we were standing beside.
I held her ankle and rubbed my fingertips on her arch right above the heel and told her that's where the pain was. She gave no reaction and just said ok, but before I let her go I just had to give her a quick five finger tickle to which she did giggle but didn't wiggle or move much.
My other experience was with the other intern name Ashley. Ashley seemed to be the youngest, she was definitely the most flirtatious(she kept it very professional though) of the trainers.
The first time I tickled her feet was very pleasurable for me. We were on the bus headed back to school from an away game and Ashley and a.few.of my teammates wanted to play a game of cards. I was in the middle of the players and didn't want to be used as the table so I switched seats with one of them and needed up with a window seat with Ashley in the seat to my left. Since the card "table " was the seat behind her she put her knees in the seat and leaned over the back of it to play. This left her extra wrinkly, Brown silk sock covered size 6s hanging over the edge of the seat right next to me.
As the game went on I kept staring at her feet and finally couldn't take it anymore. I commented her on her socks, and proceeded to rub my fingers up and down her soles. She thanked me for the comment and played me no mind as I continued to lightly rub and tickle her feet. I kept this up.for as long as the game lasted and she never moved or even cracked a smile. I figured she may like it and I sure hoped she did lol.
Next heppening between Ashley and myself was before a game in the training room. I decided to get my foot wrapped to try to ease the pain I was having. Ashley was the one tending to me and wasn't exactly sure how to wrap me. She called over another trainer for assistance . Now I'm laying face down on the table with my barefoot hanging off of the edge. Ashley starts to explain to the other trainer what's going on and as she is explaining she drags her nails down my sole!
Now ,me being the guy with foot tickling on my mind all of the time, I don't think much of it because this is her job and I'm not very ticklish so it didn't bother me , actually felt good. She continues to explain and ask how to tape my foot and as she is doing so she drags her nails the length of my sole two more times! Now I'm excited and I have an excuse to get her back.
After that game on our bus ride the coach put a movie on. One of my teammates was seated closer to the tv but wasn't interested in the movie so I switched seats with him. His seat was conveniently directly across from Ashley's seat where she was laying down. After I sat down she stretched her her legs across to the empty isle seat beside me. This time she had on black silky socks. Now the bus is pretty much pitch black at night so no one could see anything but the tv.
I felt like this was an invitation and I began to give her a foot massage. She continued to lay with her eyes closed while I massaged.
Of course I couldn't let such a wonderful opportunity pass me by and I looked at her, she still.had her eyes closed, and gave her a quick tickle. She curled up her feet and a smile came across her face but she never opened her eyes or pulled away. So for the next hour or so I massaged and tickled her feet as she gave the same reaction every time which was a smile and toe curl.
I changed from a one finger slow drag down her soles, to drawing circles in her arches to five finger scribbling to get her to curl her toes so I could feel those wrinkles that drive me crazy.
We never spoke about our foot tickle game, I really wish we had, but every night bus ride for the rest of the season I would make sure to sit across from her and she would give me a soft kick to let and my(our) feet tickling fun would begin!
Idk how I had forgotten this because it's one of my favorite tickled. Hope you all enjoy and sorry for the length.
About 7 or 8 years ago I had the opportunity to go to a small divisionIII college and play ball. Our athletic trainers consisted of one male head trainer, a female grad school assistant, and two other intern female trainers. All of the trainers were very cool and easy to get along with so as we got closer there would be a little harmless flirting every now and then.
My first foot tickle of one of them was with the grad school assistant Andrea. Andrea was a tall, about 6 feet, thick woman with a gorgeous smile and big , probably size 10, pretty feet. On one of our road trips she wore these slip on shoes with a small heel that covered from her toes to the middle of her foot but exposed her heel and just a very little bit of the inside of her arch.
After the game that night at the hotel she came to bring me some ice and I thanked her for wearing those shoes because I like feet and I felt like she wore those for me lol. Before the next game I was getting treatment in the training room and noticed she had on the same type of shoes in a different color. I couldn't let this chance past as she had crossed her right foot over her left and exposed some more of her arch. Without hesistation I walked over to her , bent down and index finger scribbled on hersole for every bit of 2seconds before she let out a shriek and with a big smile on her face looked at me and said "STOP!"
The next time was with one of the interns name Michelle.
I had been having pain in my foot from the team shoes we had. After a practice I headed straight for the training room to get my foot checked out. As luck would have it I was the first one there and Michelle was currently the only trainer in the room. I explained the pain I was having and told her it's anawkward spot and maybe I could show her better on her foot.
immediately after my statement she slipped her left foot out of the black flat she was wearing and put it up on a table we were standing beside.
I held her ankle and rubbed my fingertips on her arch right above the heel and told her that's where the pain was. She gave no reaction and just said ok, but before I let her go I just had to give her a quick five finger tickle to which she did giggle but didn't wiggle or move much.
My other experience was with the other intern name Ashley. Ashley seemed to be the youngest, she was definitely the most flirtatious(she kept it very professional though) of the trainers.
The first time I tickled her feet was very pleasurable for me. We were on the bus headed back to school from an away game and Ashley and a.few.of my teammates wanted to play a game of cards. I was in the middle of the players and didn't want to be used as the table so I switched seats with one of them and needed up with a window seat with Ashley in the seat to my left. Since the card "table " was the seat behind her she put her knees in the seat and leaned over the back of it to play. This left her extra wrinkly, Brown silk sock covered size 6s hanging over the edge of the seat right next to me.
As the game went on I kept staring at her feet and finally couldn't take it anymore. I commented her on her socks, and proceeded to rub my fingers up and down her soles. She thanked me for the comment and played me no mind as I continued to lightly rub and tickle her feet. I kept this up.for as long as the game lasted and she never moved or even cracked a smile. I figured she may like it and I sure hoped she did lol.
Next heppening between Ashley and myself was before a game in the training room. I decided to get my foot wrapped to try to ease the pain I was having. Ashley was the one tending to me and wasn't exactly sure how to wrap me. She called over another trainer for assistance . Now I'm laying face down on the table with my barefoot hanging off of the edge. Ashley starts to explain to the other trainer what's going on and as she is explaining she drags her nails down my sole!
Now ,me being the guy with foot tickling on my mind all of the time, I don't think much of it because this is her job and I'm not very ticklish so it didn't bother me , actually felt good. She continues to explain and ask how to tape my foot and as she is doing so she drags her nails the length of my sole two more times! Now I'm excited and I have an excuse to get her back.
After that game on our bus ride the coach put a movie on. One of my teammates was seated closer to the tv but wasn't interested in the movie so I switched seats with him. His seat was conveniently directly across from Ashley's seat where she was laying down. After I sat down she stretched her her legs across to the empty isle seat beside me. This time she had on black silky socks. Now the bus is pretty much pitch black at night so no one could see anything but the tv.
I felt like this was an invitation and I began to give her a foot massage. She continued to lay with her eyes closed while I massaged.
Of course I couldn't let such a wonderful opportunity pass me by and I looked at her, she still.had her eyes closed, and gave her a quick tickle. She curled up her feet and a smile came across her face but she never opened her eyes or pulled away. So for the next hour or so I massaged and tickled her feet as she gave the same reaction every time which was a smile and toe curl.
I changed from a one finger slow drag down her soles, to drawing circles in her arches to five finger scribbling to get her to curl her toes so I could feel those wrinkles that drive me crazy.
We never spoke about our foot tickle game, I really wish we had, but every night bus ride for the rest of the season I would make sure to sit across from her and she would give me a soft kick to let and my(our) feet tickling fun would begin!
Idk how I had forgotten this because it's one of my favorite tickled. Hope you all enjoy and sorry for the length.
It sounds like Ashley really appreciated your attention to her feet. 
