Johnny lea
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So this an account basically sharing a small history of tickling between me and my best friend Annette. As our friendship has progressed and become stronger, tickling is something that has gradually entered it as we've come to trust eachother and become completly comfortable in eachothers company. The tickling is always brief and done in a fun friendly way as its intended but there have been a few cool moments.
Annette is somone i've meet through work, she's in her mid thirties and about eight years older than me. I guess we develped our bond as she kinda took me under her wing and looked out for me in the early days, since then we've developed a wonderful friendship where we tell eachother everything and always look out for eachother. We spend time with eachother in and out of work and as us Brits do have many a conversation over a cup (Or a few) of tea and tell it like it is lol 😀
In all honesty tickling is something I never thought about in her company, this is probably one of the nicest friendships I've had so maintaing that is always important to me. However as time has passed over the last year or two we are now very comfortable with eachother, Annette is the type of person who is somewhat touchy and likes the occasional hug or has no problem giving or recieving from me a small reassuring squeeze from time to time. It was through this that she walked past me in work one day and gave me a tickle on my ribs making me flinch to her delight. It was just a smile she gave but it said everything about what she had discovered about me.
A small time passed but the small rib tickles gradually began to frequently occur more, her favourite trick was (and still is) sneaking up behind me and doing it to make me jump, she even sang teasingly that I was ticklish most times or told people as she thought it was cute. Anway that's how it was for a while, every now and again she'd give me a quick tickle and a loving smile which i'd return. One day however I remember she did it and then instantly apologised saying she shouldn't do things her friends might not be comfortable with. I reassured her it was fine and I had no problem, by now I knew she was my best friend and trusted her loads. From there thats where our friendly play tickling took off.
With the rib tickles still happening now and again I thought I'd find out whether she was herself ticklish and went to return a tickle. Instantly she curled up defensivly laughing with pleads not to tickle back. On that occasion I didn't and just jokingly warned her to be careful if she tickled me, we shared a hug and went about our business. It was the next time a few weeks later when she tickled me that she instantly blurted out how ticklish she was with a smile. I gave her a poke in the ribs and made her jump, instantly she looked about and pleaded with me not to tickle almost embarrased that she'd be loud. Again i respected that and just gave a teasing smile in return and asked where she was most ticklish. Naturally she wouldn't tell me and we left it at that with me joking that I'd find out.
In our own company as time passed she'd continue to poke and prod to find different sweet spots, in fact even when we were in serious conversation before now she's randomly just given me a poke in the ribs. She'll act like nothing happened but you can see her fight the small smile at the corner of her lips. I started returing the tickles more and gradually narrowed down while she's ticklish on her ribs, you really need to find the right spot and technique, plus she seems to be able to control it a bit more as time has passed. Her armpits however are off the scale and are "one of the spots" as she frequently refers to them. I've only lightly ran a finger on one them when she was reaching for something but she went hysterical. I don't tend to tickle there now anyway, while she's never said anything I can somewhat tell it's a spot she's not to comfortable with so out of respect I leave them alone.
Now to the feet. I remember bringing that subject up once and got a firm headshake and "Nope" as she went about her way. I wasn't convinced at the time..something about the way she said it made me think 😀 I left it at that though, it wasn't until much more recently she's confessed just how ticklish her feet are. Her feet are "the spot" she can't have them rubbed or touched as she told me recently about a foot massage she turned down; Apparently she'd have to be drunk to fully relax and let somone touch them. Somewhat to my surprise she even started describing the sensation and was laughing like she could feel the tickling on the soles of her feet. I've only given her foot a quick tickle while socked once, which got a playful slap and a reminder that was "one of the spots". Annette takes real good care of herself and tells me about various creams and the like she rubs into her skin to make it soft....you listen to all sorts I guess 😀 It's soft like silk judging by her letting me touch her arm to demonstrate, I imagine her feet must be just as soft.
Anyway that's the account of our tickles from time to time, it's playful fun in a respectful mannor based on our friendship. She's even joked before now in investing in a ticklestick to make sure I do my job properly ha. We meet later this week to catch up and enjoy a brew. My best friend. 🙂
Annette is somone i've meet through work, she's in her mid thirties and about eight years older than me. I guess we develped our bond as she kinda took me under her wing and looked out for me in the early days, since then we've developed a wonderful friendship where we tell eachother everything and always look out for eachother. We spend time with eachother in and out of work and as us Brits do have many a conversation over a cup (Or a few) of tea and tell it like it is lol 😀
In all honesty tickling is something I never thought about in her company, this is probably one of the nicest friendships I've had so maintaing that is always important to me. However as time has passed over the last year or two we are now very comfortable with eachother, Annette is the type of person who is somewhat touchy and likes the occasional hug or has no problem giving or recieving from me a small reassuring squeeze from time to time. It was through this that she walked past me in work one day and gave me a tickle on my ribs making me flinch to her delight. It was just a smile she gave but it said everything about what she had discovered about me.
A small time passed but the small rib tickles gradually began to frequently occur more, her favourite trick was (and still is) sneaking up behind me and doing it to make me jump, she even sang teasingly that I was ticklish most times or told people as she thought it was cute. Anway that's how it was for a while, every now and again she'd give me a quick tickle and a loving smile which i'd return. One day however I remember she did it and then instantly apologised saying she shouldn't do things her friends might not be comfortable with. I reassured her it was fine and I had no problem, by now I knew she was my best friend and trusted her loads. From there thats where our friendly play tickling took off.
With the rib tickles still happening now and again I thought I'd find out whether she was herself ticklish and went to return a tickle. Instantly she curled up defensivly laughing with pleads not to tickle back. On that occasion I didn't and just jokingly warned her to be careful if she tickled me, we shared a hug and went about our business. It was the next time a few weeks later when she tickled me that she instantly blurted out how ticklish she was with a smile. I gave her a poke in the ribs and made her jump, instantly she looked about and pleaded with me not to tickle almost embarrased that she'd be loud. Again i respected that and just gave a teasing smile in return and asked where she was most ticklish. Naturally she wouldn't tell me and we left it at that with me joking that I'd find out.
In our own company as time passed she'd continue to poke and prod to find different sweet spots, in fact even when we were in serious conversation before now she's randomly just given me a poke in the ribs. She'll act like nothing happened but you can see her fight the small smile at the corner of her lips. I started returing the tickles more and gradually narrowed down while she's ticklish on her ribs, you really need to find the right spot and technique, plus she seems to be able to control it a bit more as time has passed. Her armpits however are off the scale and are "one of the spots" as she frequently refers to them. I've only lightly ran a finger on one them when she was reaching for something but she went hysterical. I don't tend to tickle there now anyway, while she's never said anything I can somewhat tell it's a spot she's not to comfortable with so out of respect I leave them alone.
Now to the feet. I remember bringing that subject up once and got a firm headshake and "Nope" as she went about her way. I wasn't convinced at the time..something about the way she said it made me think 😀 I left it at that though, it wasn't until much more recently she's confessed just how ticklish her feet are. Her feet are "the spot" she can't have them rubbed or touched as she told me recently about a foot massage she turned down; Apparently she'd have to be drunk to fully relax and let somone touch them. Somewhat to my surprise she even started describing the sensation and was laughing like she could feel the tickling on the soles of her feet. I've only given her foot a quick tickle while socked once, which got a playful slap and a reminder that was "one of the spots". Annette takes real good care of herself and tells me about various creams and the like she rubs into her skin to make it soft....you listen to all sorts I guess 😀 It's soft like silk judging by her letting me touch her arm to demonstrate, I imagine her feet must be just as soft.
Anyway that's the account of our tickles from time to time, it's playful fun in a respectful mannor based on our friendship. She's even joked before now in investing in a ticklestick to make sure I do my job properly ha. We meet later this week to catch up and enjoy a brew. My best friend. 🙂
