A few things have happened recently to make me realize I've been very fortunate as a tickler to have experienced quite a bit of fun in my life with our interest. I very much appreciate this forum and am going to try to give back by trying to share some of these experiences with you guys. I hope you enjoy this story. This was one that brought my interest in tickling to a whole new height.
Back in my younger years I was an Area Director for a chain of restaurants in the Baton Rouge, Louisiana area. I was hired by a franchisee to move to Columbia, SC so I was in my last 2 weeks on the job in Baton Rouge. There was a manager in one of our restaurants named Darlene who had flirted with me constantly while I was there but, of course, being her boss it was impossible for anything to happen with this. I typically stopped by our Essen Lane store on my way to the office in the morning to see everyone, get some coffee, and in this case verbally play with Darlene in my last days in that position. Darlene was blonde, thin, wasn’t ugly but wasn’t the typical beauty queen either. She was, however, a lot of fun to be around and played with me constantly. For obvious reasons, I would just smile and never crossed any lines.
Being from South Carolina I am a huge Gamecock fan and played a little baseball there back in the old days. It just so happened that LSU was playing South Carolina in football that upcoming weekend. Darlene pledged an LSU victory and I was of course for SC. Darlene offered me a bet of $20 for an LSU victory. I told her that she was on but that I couldn’t take money from her. She then asked me “Ok...tell me what you want if SC wins”. I thought for a minute, smiled, and said…”Are you ready for a weird bet”? She said…”sure”. I told her that if LSU wins I give her $20 but if SC won she would let me tickle her feet for an hour. She looked at me for a second and said “You want to tickle my feet’? I said…”yep…an hour if SC wins”. She said…”That’s one of the most crazy bets I have ever heard” and started laughing. I said…”Well…crazy or not…that’s the bet”. Darlene started smiling and said…”You’re on! Although I don’t think for a second LSU is going to lose, but if you win I don’t know if I can handle it. I haven’t been tickled in 20 years but I can’t even stand to walk on grass barefooted.” I said “Well…since LSU can’t lose you don’t have anything to worry about”. We shook hands and the bet was on. I had a little inside information that the LSU Quarterback was hurt and was not going to play in the game. For the next 3 days on my morning coffee trip Darlene claimed victory each day and said that her feet were safe. Needless to say SC won a really tight game (I think by one) and I’ll spare you any more detail because there was a lot.
My last day was on a Tuesday and that was the night we decided that I was going to claim my bet. Darlene invited me to her apartment and when I arrived this was not the same girl I saw every day. Darlene was dressed in blue jeans, a tank top, wore nice make up, and was barefooted with brand new nail polish. She had a complete creole type meal prepared and I have to say it was wonderful. After dinner and some wine she told me…”Well…I guess it’s time for the bet to be paid. But…I have to warn you…I am extremely ticklish so we’ll have to take this one step at a time”.
We went over to her couch and Darlene placed her bare feet in my lap. I just touched the bottom of her right foot and she jumped and started giggling. Darlene said…”Oh my God. Why in the world did I agree to this?” while she was still giggling. I said…”A bet is a bet my dear and I brought some toys. We’ll take it easy and work our way up”. She said…”You brought toys? What toys?”. I pulled out a couple of long feathers I had bought from Spencers, a toothbrush, and hairbrush. Darlene’s eyes got big and said “Bill…what are you doing? You’re going to drive me insane”. I said…”Darlene…I plan on it!...(laughing). But I promise you one thing. If you trust me…you’ll like it”…. She said…”It’s got nothing to do with trust. I’m just unbelievably ticklish”!
I took Darlene’s right foot and brought it up to eye level. I began slowly running this long white feather up and down her right foot. I will have to admit I had never seen anyone this ticklish in my life to that point. Darlene let out a consistent but steady giggle. I slowly and methodically ran the end of the white feather down every part of her foot. The laughter she was giving at this point was not deafening at all. A steady stream of giggles continued from Darlene. Once I put the feather between her toes she began to go nuts. “Noooooo…I can’t handle that”. I said…”Darlene…a bet is a bet! Now tell me you don’t like this a little?”. She looked at me and said…”You know…it is kind of fun. It’s kind of hard not to be having fun when you’re laughing your ass off.” I told her…”Now trust me and we’re going to gradually take this up a notch”. Darlene said…”You know way too much about this”! I told her…”Ok…now turn over on your stomach”. With reluctant eyes Darlene turned over. I placed her feet on top of a couch pillow with her soles facing up and proceeded to straddle her legs and literally trap her in with the weight of my body with her feet by my face. I began with the feather and Darlene continued her consistent giggles. Without her being able to see me the feelings became a lot more surprising to her. I continued the feather lightly over her feet and between her toes where her laughter increased for maybe 5 minutes…then it happened. I began lightly raking my fingernails all over Darlene’s left foot. She literally exploded in laughter. It was heaven! I kept this up for about 3 – 5 minutes then I could tell she needed a break. She just kept laughing even after I stopped tickling her. It cracks me up and it’s so much fun that I am laughing too. She calmed down long enough and peered back up to me and said one thing that I never thought would come out of her mouth and probably changed my life forever…”Why did you stop”??? That was all I needed to hear. I began tickling Darlene’s right foot with my fingernails. Her laughter was unbelievable but she was no way asking me to stop. Switching up I began to tickle both feet at the same time using my fingernails lightly going over every square inch of her soles from the base of her toes, down her arch, on the sides. She began guffawing and bellowing laughter while bucking. I did this for at least 5 minutes until I slid a feather between the toes of her left foot while raking the soles of her right with my fingernails. Her laughter literally began to bounce off of the walls. It was like something out of a dream. I was riding her hips bucking like a bronco and listening to one of the most incredible streams of laughter I had ever heard. After about 10 minutes, the bellowing laughter turned to a moan, the bucking stopped, and a calm came before her. Making sure she was alright I stopped tickling her, jumped off of her legs, and began to attend to her. Darlene was just lying there in peace and turned her head toward me. I said…”Hon…are you ok?”. I’ll never forget the look as she opened her eyes and said…”I have never experienced anything like that before in my life. What in the world did you do to me”? I said…”What do you mean? I just tickled you and had a wonderful time doing it”. She said…”No…you dope. You just gave me an orgasm by just tickling my feet. I could feel it coming earlier but it actually happened”. In all honesty I had never had this happen before. I knew from other experiences that it sexually charged some other women I had been with but never had I experienced that. It was beyond cool and life changing.
This story has run too long, however, needless to say, the evening didn’t end there. Darlene and I made love. I tickled her again to orgasm the next morning and reluctantly I left to South Carolina. It was upsetting to me knowing that I had found a play partner to that extent. These were days way before the internet and although I had some fun tickling other women there was nothing that compared to that experience to that point. Columbia is 13 hours away from Baton Rouge so I never saw Darlene again. We did talk on the phone many times over the next 6 months but sadly it came to an end….🙂.
Bill
Back in my younger years I was an Area Director for a chain of restaurants in the Baton Rouge, Louisiana area. I was hired by a franchisee to move to Columbia, SC so I was in my last 2 weeks on the job in Baton Rouge. There was a manager in one of our restaurants named Darlene who had flirted with me constantly while I was there but, of course, being her boss it was impossible for anything to happen with this. I typically stopped by our Essen Lane store on my way to the office in the morning to see everyone, get some coffee, and in this case verbally play with Darlene in my last days in that position. Darlene was blonde, thin, wasn’t ugly but wasn’t the typical beauty queen either. She was, however, a lot of fun to be around and played with me constantly. For obvious reasons, I would just smile and never crossed any lines.
Being from South Carolina I am a huge Gamecock fan and played a little baseball there back in the old days. It just so happened that LSU was playing South Carolina in football that upcoming weekend. Darlene pledged an LSU victory and I was of course for SC. Darlene offered me a bet of $20 for an LSU victory. I told her that she was on but that I couldn’t take money from her. She then asked me “Ok...tell me what you want if SC wins”. I thought for a minute, smiled, and said…”Are you ready for a weird bet”? She said…”sure”. I told her that if LSU wins I give her $20 but if SC won she would let me tickle her feet for an hour. She looked at me for a second and said “You want to tickle my feet’? I said…”yep…an hour if SC wins”. She said…”That’s one of the most crazy bets I have ever heard” and started laughing. I said…”Well…crazy or not…that’s the bet”. Darlene started smiling and said…”You’re on! Although I don’t think for a second LSU is going to lose, but if you win I don’t know if I can handle it. I haven’t been tickled in 20 years but I can’t even stand to walk on grass barefooted.” I said “Well…since LSU can’t lose you don’t have anything to worry about”. We shook hands and the bet was on. I had a little inside information that the LSU Quarterback was hurt and was not going to play in the game. For the next 3 days on my morning coffee trip Darlene claimed victory each day and said that her feet were safe. Needless to say SC won a really tight game (I think by one) and I’ll spare you any more detail because there was a lot.
My last day was on a Tuesday and that was the night we decided that I was going to claim my bet. Darlene invited me to her apartment and when I arrived this was not the same girl I saw every day. Darlene was dressed in blue jeans, a tank top, wore nice make up, and was barefooted with brand new nail polish. She had a complete creole type meal prepared and I have to say it was wonderful. After dinner and some wine she told me…”Well…I guess it’s time for the bet to be paid. But…I have to warn you…I am extremely ticklish so we’ll have to take this one step at a time”.
We went over to her couch and Darlene placed her bare feet in my lap. I just touched the bottom of her right foot and she jumped and started giggling. Darlene said…”Oh my God. Why in the world did I agree to this?” while she was still giggling. I said…”A bet is a bet my dear and I brought some toys. We’ll take it easy and work our way up”. She said…”You brought toys? What toys?”. I pulled out a couple of long feathers I had bought from Spencers, a toothbrush, and hairbrush. Darlene’s eyes got big and said “Bill…what are you doing? You’re going to drive me insane”. I said…”Darlene…I plan on it!...(laughing). But I promise you one thing. If you trust me…you’ll like it”…. She said…”It’s got nothing to do with trust. I’m just unbelievably ticklish”!
I took Darlene’s right foot and brought it up to eye level. I began slowly running this long white feather up and down her right foot. I will have to admit I had never seen anyone this ticklish in my life to that point. Darlene let out a consistent but steady giggle. I slowly and methodically ran the end of the white feather down every part of her foot. The laughter she was giving at this point was not deafening at all. A steady stream of giggles continued from Darlene. Once I put the feather between her toes she began to go nuts. “Noooooo…I can’t handle that”. I said…”Darlene…a bet is a bet! Now tell me you don’t like this a little?”. She looked at me and said…”You know…it is kind of fun. It’s kind of hard not to be having fun when you’re laughing your ass off.” I told her…”Now trust me and we’re going to gradually take this up a notch”. Darlene said…”You know way too much about this”! I told her…”Ok…now turn over on your stomach”. With reluctant eyes Darlene turned over. I placed her feet on top of a couch pillow with her soles facing up and proceeded to straddle her legs and literally trap her in with the weight of my body with her feet by my face. I began with the feather and Darlene continued her consistent giggles. Without her being able to see me the feelings became a lot more surprising to her. I continued the feather lightly over her feet and between her toes where her laughter increased for maybe 5 minutes…then it happened. I began lightly raking my fingernails all over Darlene’s left foot. She literally exploded in laughter. It was heaven! I kept this up for about 3 – 5 minutes then I could tell she needed a break. She just kept laughing even after I stopped tickling her. It cracks me up and it’s so much fun that I am laughing too. She calmed down long enough and peered back up to me and said one thing that I never thought would come out of her mouth and probably changed my life forever…”Why did you stop”??? That was all I needed to hear. I began tickling Darlene’s right foot with my fingernails. Her laughter was unbelievable but she was no way asking me to stop. Switching up I began to tickle both feet at the same time using my fingernails lightly going over every square inch of her soles from the base of her toes, down her arch, on the sides. She began guffawing and bellowing laughter while bucking. I did this for at least 5 minutes until I slid a feather between the toes of her left foot while raking the soles of her right with my fingernails. Her laughter literally began to bounce off of the walls. It was like something out of a dream. I was riding her hips bucking like a bronco and listening to one of the most incredible streams of laughter I had ever heard. After about 10 minutes, the bellowing laughter turned to a moan, the bucking stopped, and a calm came before her. Making sure she was alright I stopped tickling her, jumped off of her legs, and began to attend to her. Darlene was just lying there in peace and turned her head toward me. I said…”Hon…are you ok?”. I’ll never forget the look as she opened her eyes and said…”I have never experienced anything like that before in my life. What in the world did you do to me”? I said…”What do you mean? I just tickled you and had a wonderful time doing it”. She said…”No…you dope. You just gave me an orgasm by just tickling my feet. I could feel it coming earlier but it actually happened”. In all honesty I had never had this happen before. I knew from other experiences that it sexually charged some other women I had been with but never had I experienced that. It was beyond cool and life changing.
This story has run too long, however, needless to say, the evening didn’t end there. Darlene and I made love. I tickled her again to orgasm the next morning and reluctantly I left to South Carolina. It was upsetting to me knowing that I had found a play partner to that extent. These were days way before the internet and although I had some fun tickling other women there was nothing that compared to that experience to that point. Columbia is 13 hours away from Baton Rouge so I never saw Darlene again. We did talk on the phone many times over the next 6 months but sadly it came to an end….🙂.
Bill
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