My "Chocolate Sunday"
isabeau{E} said:
having never been tickled on purpose i havent an idea which would tickle more. i do know this, when i lightly tickle the bottom of my feet, only for a few seconds , it tickles something really wicked. i have a feeling that slow, light teasingly types of tickles would absolutely drive me wild. and since i'm ticklish everywhere, wouldnt be hard to establish where i am and am not ticklish
isabeau
Isabeau's comments remind me of tickle encounter last sunday evening.
I tied my lady tickle friend to her sofa with soft, thick rope, and her feet were tied dangling over the edge of the sofa and her arms were tied above her head exposing her armpits.
After blindfolding her, I told her that I was really hungry for a "Chocolate Sunday", and I asked her if she would give me one. She smiled and let out a giggle and said, "I would give you one if I had one, but I don't so i can't give you one".....
From my tickle bag, I opened a small jar of chocolate syrup, and I also took out ten Q-tips and placed them on a pillow on the floor just below her bound feet. She could not see my actions and the quizzed look on her face was priceless.
I then removed her white sneakers and socks (we had walked to the local store for some snacks earlier) and placed them on top of her legs.
I dipped my first Q-tip into the chocolate syrup, and I slowly inserted the chocolate tip between my lady friends toes.....and swirled the Q-tip between her toes, filling the space as best I could with chocolate.
When she first felt the sensation, she said "Oh no", and then she let out an "ahhhhh, ahhhhh", and she reflexively clenched her toes. I kept slowly twirling, because I could tell by the look on her sweet face that her laugh attack was quickly approaching.....
I smiled and kept twirling the Q-tip between her clenched toes..... and then it came! She let out a torrent of beautiful laughter and arched her back and popped her shoes and socks from her legs onto the floor!
As she laughed, the whole scene caused me to fall back and laugh, (the chocolate Q-tip was sticking out from between her toes and she tried to wriggle her toes to free the Q-tip).
I asked her if she was ok, and she said she was, but that it tickled "really bad"....
I told her that I had nine more "chocolate Q-tips" to go and asked her if she could handle it. She said that she would try as best as she could, but she could not promise me that she could let me finish.
She tried her hardest, but I could see after six chocolate Q-tips that she was exausted from laughter (plus she got a foot cramp, ha ha), and I made her promise that if we stopped now I could ''work on the other four Q-tips real soon".
She is such a sweetheart, and we went to dinner after our "encounter.
After dinner when the waitress asked us if we wanted dessert. I asked the waitress if she had a chocolate sundae, and we both laughed, and I am sure the waitress thought we acted like juveniles....(smile)
