This was one of my first tickling experiences in high school, and when I first began to discover my fetish.
This story takes place around two years ago on the way to a band competition on a bus. This girl I was interested in for a while were sitting across from each other with our other friends, and we were all having a good time talking about random things. The girl (who, for the purposes of the story, we will call Sally) and I were involved with the conversation but were also flirtatiously texting each other, telling each other stories and such. We were both laying across the aisle, with our feet perched on the other person's seat. With her beautiful size 7 feet dangling right next to me, I couldn't help but give them a few pokes and scratches. She giggled slightly and started slowly started doing the same thing to my feet!
We both were enjoying ourselves for a bit when suddenly, the bus completely broke down. We had to stop the bus and squeeze two bus fulls of students on to just one bus. This means that we were all fairly tightly packed, and Sally and I were sitting in between the aisles. With us still facing each other and talking, I notice Sally reaching down to my foot and begin to untie my shoe. Realizing what she is up to, I try to pull my foot away only to realize that its trapped between everyone's bags! She gives me an evil smile and takes off my shoe completely. I shoot her a look of horror as she brings her hand up so I can see her wiggling her fingers, teasing me. I desperately try to wiggle away, but its no use. She smiles once more, than attacks my helpless foot!
"ahahahahhaha.....mhphhhh.....hahahaha" is all I can get out as I try to stifle my laughter. I whisper "stop" to her, but all she does is laugh and continue tickling. By now, I'm in agony. She keeps tickling my defenseless foot, and I can't do anything but try my best not to laugh too loudly. Sally is managing to find every nook and cranny where I am most ticklish, the balls of my feet, in between my toes, and of course, the ticklish, ticklish sole. She gives me a few breaks, during which I text her things such as "STOP TICKLING MY FEET, I CAN'T HOLD IN MY LAUGHTER ANYMORE!!!!" Sally only gives me her evil look in her eye and responds with "Well I guess you'll have to try harder than! 🙂" She then attacks my foot even harder than before!
This torturous tickling went on for about 20 minutes before we finally reached our destination. We performed well, but all the while I could only think about how I would get my revenge on her on the way home....
After we boarded the bus to go home, we were sitting in a similar position as before (across the aisle from each other in two separate seats, with our feet resting on each other's seat). I waste no time and begin to slide off both of her shoes. I can see her getting nervous, but she doesn't resist. By this time, it was night, and it was getting difficult to see what each of us were planning across the aisle. I slowly grab her foot and begin dragging my finger up and down her bare sole.I hear a giggle from across the aisle, and I quickly send her a text that says "Why are you laughing? I've barely even begun.... Let the torture commence!" After that, I attack her foot, quickly spidering around her bare soles. I hear her holding back a laugh and, knowing my tickling is being effective, continue to race up and down her sole.
After about 5 minutes, I allow her to take a short break. She wastes no time, and I feel her begin to take off my shoes as well. I feel my phone vibrate, and I read "Now you're going to pay!" I then feel her attack my foot without warning, and I began to laugh uncontrollably for a few seconds. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!! The feeling was too much! Between her aggressive tickling and me not being able to see her at all because of the darkness, the tickling took me completely by surprise and was magnified about a hundred times more! I feel her stop and a second later, I feel my phone vibrate again. All it said was "You'd better be quiet! People might get suspicious!" I then feel her grab my ankle again and return to spider tickling my entire foot. It takes all of my effort to hold back my laughter. After another 5 minutes of her torturing me, she stops and lets me catch my breath. However, this night was far from over....
I took her foot into a headlock to completely trap it, and before she can react, I attack her foot mercilessly! I make sure I wiggle into every crevice I can find to tickle her to the absolute fullest. All I hear from across the aisle is an initial loud "AHAHAHAH!!!!!", then I hear her cover her mouth to quiet her laughter. I don't let up, as my fingers fly across her soles, in between her toes, and on the balls of her feet. I hear particularly loud laughter when I scratch directly on her sole, so I do that for a bit, but always keep her guessing with a spider tickle across her foot. In the darkness, the surprise made everything tickle so much more, and I could hear the effects of my work coming from across the aisle instantly.
This back and forth went on for the entire length of the trip. By the time we reached our destination, we were both completely exhausted. When the lights came on, Sally and I instantly went to each other and hugged to let us know it was all just for fun. We then went into hysterical fits of laughter from the entire night.
This story takes place around two years ago on the way to a band competition on a bus. This girl I was interested in for a while were sitting across from each other with our other friends, and we were all having a good time talking about random things. The girl (who, for the purposes of the story, we will call Sally) and I were involved with the conversation but were also flirtatiously texting each other, telling each other stories and such. We were both laying across the aisle, with our feet perched on the other person's seat. With her beautiful size 7 feet dangling right next to me, I couldn't help but give them a few pokes and scratches. She giggled slightly and started slowly started doing the same thing to my feet!
We both were enjoying ourselves for a bit when suddenly, the bus completely broke down. We had to stop the bus and squeeze two bus fulls of students on to just one bus. This means that we were all fairly tightly packed, and Sally and I were sitting in between the aisles. With us still facing each other and talking, I notice Sally reaching down to my foot and begin to untie my shoe. Realizing what she is up to, I try to pull my foot away only to realize that its trapped between everyone's bags! She gives me an evil smile and takes off my shoe completely. I shoot her a look of horror as she brings her hand up so I can see her wiggling her fingers, teasing me. I desperately try to wiggle away, but its no use. She smiles once more, than attacks my helpless foot!
"ahahahahhaha.....mhphhhh.....hahahaha" is all I can get out as I try to stifle my laughter. I whisper "stop" to her, but all she does is laugh and continue tickling. By now, I'm in agony. She keeps tickling my defenseless foot, and I can't do anything but try my best not to laugh too loudly. Sally is managing to find every nook and cranny where I am most ticklish, the balls of my feet, in between my toes, and of course, the ticklish, ticklish sole. She gives me a few breaks, during which I text her things such as "STOP TICKLING MY FEET, I CAN'T HOLD IN MY LAUGHTER ANYMORE!!!!" Sally only gives me her evil look in her eye and responds with "Well I guess you'll have to try harder than! 🙂" She then attacks my foot even harder than before!
This torturous tickling went on for about 20 minutes before we finally reached our destination. We performed well, but all the while I could only think about how I would get my revenge on her on the way home....
After we boarded the bus to go home, we were sitting in a similar position as before (across the aisle from each other in two separate seats, with our feet resting on each other's seat). I waste no time and begin to slide off both of her shoes. I can see her getting nervous, but she doesn't resist. By this time, it was night, and it was getting difficult to see what each of us were planning across the aisle. I slowly grab her foot and begin dragging my finger up and down her bare sole.I hear a giggle from across the aisle, and I quickly send her a text that says "Why are you laughing? I've barely even begun.... Let the torture commence!" After that, I attack her foot, quickly spidering around her bare soles. I hear her holding back a laugh and, knowing my tickling is being effective, continue to race up and down her sole.
After about 5 minutes, I allow her to take a short break. She wastes no time, and I feel her begin to take off my shoes as well. I feel my phone vibrate, and I read "Now you're going to pay!" I then feel her attack my foot without warning, and I began to laugh uncontrollably for a few seconds. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!! The feeling was too much! Between her aggressive tickling and me not being able to see her at all because of the darkness, the tickling took me completely by surprise and was magnified about a hundred times more! I feel her stop and a second later, I feel my phone vibrate again. All it said was "You'd better be quiet! People might get suspicious!" I then feel her grab my ankle again and return to spider tickling my entire foot. It takes all of my effort to hold back my laughter. After another 5 minutes of her torturing me, she stops and lets me catch my breath. However, this night was far from over....
I took her foot into a headlock to completely trap it, and before she can react, I attack her foot mercilessly! I make sure I wiggle into every crevice I can find to tickle her to the absolute fullest. All I hear from across the aisle is an initial loud "AHAHAHAH!!!!!", then I hear her cover her mouth to quiet her laughter. I don't let up, as my fingers fly across her soles, in between her toes, and on the balls of her feet. I hear particularly loud laughter when I scratch directly on her sole, so I do that for a bit, but always keep her guessing with a spider tickle across her foot. In the darkness, the surprise made everything tickle so much more, and I could hear the effects of my work coming from across the aisle instantly.
This back and forth went on for the entire length of the trip. By the time we reached our destination, we were both completely exhausted. When the lights came on, Sally and I instantly went to each other and hugged to let us know it was all just for fun. We then went into hysterical fits of laughter from the entire night.
