YouNeverKnow175
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This is the story of two beautiful young ticklish women, a few tickling incidents with them, and their paths intersecting a point of a potentially very ticklish situation. In some ways, the story is anticlimactic because they find a way to wiggle out of the ticklish situation and avoid it. But it was a classic moment - you'll understand why - and one worth sharing with you all. Both girls worked and lived at the environmental education center where I worked.
Arianna was stunning - she was actually a model - with long, very blond hair, blue eyes, a gorgeous face, about 5'9" and was very thin (some might say too thin). She was immature, flirtatious, and seductive. Shortly after moving to the center, one day I came across her sleeping on the couch in the community room. She was barefoot and her feet were extended off the edge of the couch, soles exposed. I couldn't believe it. I'd been longing to see her soles and also to find out of she was ticklish - and here was the chance. Her feet were pretty - although not cared for quite as well as they could be. Her toes were medium-length and naked. Her soles were soft and pink. I approached carefully and started running my fingers up and down her soles. She awoke quickly and jerked her foot away, looked at me nervously in her sleepy haze and smiled. I smiled back, and walked away. A little while later I came back to try again, but she had wisely tucked her feet safely into the couch, no longer exposed - which in some ways was even more of a turn-on to me. Another time a few months later I had a similar opportunity to tickle her soles while she was sunbathing on the front porch. She jerked away again and said, "Stop!!!"
Annie was small - about 5'2", very thin, very pretty - blue eyes, strawberry blond hair. She was incredibly ticklish. I first found this out while in a meeting with her when I tickled her foot briefly and she yelped loudly even though she had thick socks on - then smiled at me seductively. She had a crush on me, and I think she quickly caught on to my foot and tickling fetishes, as she seemed to try to provide opportunities for me to come into contact with her feet. One time we were sitting on the couch and listening to music and she asked me to massage her feet. They were in socks - and I was too shy to take the socks off - but after a few minutes of massaging I broke into an intense tickle, which made her freak out and laugh and squeal. I had a few other opportunities to tickle her feet briefly - a few times barefoot, which really made her squeal. Her feet were small, with short-ish toes, usually painted, not the most moist, but still soft and very pretty.
One weekend we had a special program for the staff that included some self-defense and martial arts techniques. At one point during an exercise where you had to try to avert contact with someone coming at you on the street, one of the mail staff members brushed passed Annie and put his hand on her stomach, and she yelped and doubled over. I happened to see it and could barely even believe it. She got embarrassed and so did her accidental-tickler.
The instructor introduced a technique in which the primary move was to grab the flesh of an assailant's underarm and squeeze hard, which, as it turns out, is pretty painful. However, that wasn't what was on my mind. As everyone was supposed to try this out in small groups, I couldn't believe I was going to witness these two beautiful, ticklish girls, being grabbed in their armpit area.
When the instructor gave the instructions, I saw Arianna whisper the word, "Tickle...!" to no one in particular. I couldn't even believe it - it was just too much to see that one. Then I watched eagerly, sure that the two girls would both explode into laughter when their turn came around. However, much to my chagrin, neither of them tried it as the assailant, the one who got grabbed in the armpit. I was incredibly disappointed, but at the same time, I was 100% sure why they didn't take a turn, which in some way, was even more of a turn-on. They were just too ticklish to even attempt to let it happen to them.
Let me know how you enjoyed the story and what your favorite aspects were!
Arianna was stunning - she was actually a model - with long, very blond hair, blue eyes, a gorgeous face, about 5'9" and was very thin (some might say too thin). She was immature, flirtatious, and seductive. Shortly after moving to the center, one day I came across her sleeping on the couch in the community room. She was barefoot and her feet were extended off the edge of the couch, soles exposed. I couldn't believe it. I'd been longing to see her soles and also to find out of she was ticklish - and here was the chance. Her feet were pretty - although not cared for quite as well as they could be. Her toes were medium-length and naked. Her soles were soft and pink. I approached carefully and started running my fingers up and down her soles. She awoke quickly and jerked her foot away, looked at me nervously in her sleepy haze and smiled. I smiled back, and walked away. A little while later I came back to try again, but she had wisely tucked her feet safely into the couch, no longer exposed - which in some ways was even more of a turn-on to me. Another time a few months later I had a similar opportunity to tickle her soles while she was sunbathing on the front porch. She jerked away again and said, "Stop!!!"
Annie was small - about 5'2", very thin, very pretty - blue eyes, strawberry blond hair. She was incredibly ticklish. I first found this out while in a meeting with her when I tickled her foot briefly and she yelped loudly even though she had thick socks on - then smiled at me seductively. She had a crush on me, and I think she quickly caught on to my foot and tickling fetishes, as she seemed to try to provide opportunities for me to come into contact with her feet. One time we were sitting on the couch and listening to music and she asked me to massage her feet. They were in socks - and I was too shy to take the socks off - but after a few minutes of massaging I broke into an intense tickle, which made her freak out and laugh and squeal. I had a few other opportunities to tickle her feet briefly - a few times barefoot, which really made her squeal. Her feet were small, with short-ish toes, usually painted, not the most moist, but still soft and very pretty.
One weekend we had a special program for the staff that included some self-defense and martial arts techniques. At one point during an exercise where you had to try to avert contact with someone coming at you on the street, one of the mail staff members brushed passed Annie and put his hand on her stomach, and she yelped and doubled over. I happened to see it and could barely even believe it. She got embarrassed and so did her accidental-tickler.
The instructor introduced a technique in which the primary move was to grab the flesh of an assailant's underarm and squeeze hard, which, as it turns out, is pretty painful. However, that wasn't what was on my mind. As everyone was supposed to try this out in small groups, I couldn't believe I was going to witness these two beautiful, ticklish girls, being grabbed in their armpit area.
When the instructor gave the instructions, I saw Arianna whisper the word, "Tickle...!" to no one in particular. I couldn't even believe it - it was just too much to see that one. Then I watched eagerly, sure that the two girls would both explode into laughter when their turn came around. However, much to my chagrin, neither of them tried it as the assailant, the one who got grabbed in the armpit. I was incredibly disappointed, but at the same time, I was 100% sure why they didn't take a turn, which in some way, was even more of a turn-on. They were just too ticklish to even attempt to let it happen to them.
Let me know how you enjoyed the story and what your favorite aspects were!
