DanDTickler
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Hi all,
This ended up being a wonderful, spur of the moment event that happened last night. I am glad I took the chance and snatched it up. Please note that this has tickling but is foot fetish centered as the tickling was an aspect that, originally, wasn't going to be pursued since it was a "hard limit" for her. It also features some explicit action (footjob).
So this starts last Wednesday. I found a Fetlife member on here who's profile and pictures intrigued me. I got in contact with her and invited her to a local munch. She came and brought a friend (who will be named CPb) and all three of us chatted for a few minutes about our interests. After the munch ended, CPb and I continued to chat on Fetlife throughout the week (at first harmless flirting then we started talking about an actual meetup). Sunday comes around (7PM my time) and I get a message from her asking about a meet up at her house. My heart races and I get excited and respond back (also concerned as that is late and I had to wake up early for work the next morning).
We are able to go back and forth and arrange a meeting at her place (her kid is gone and she is alone).
So I get her address, some directions and rush out to go to her place. I get there around 9:15PMish, her door is loose and she tells me that it is ok to come in. We say hi, get some drinks (water for me, Gatorade for her) and sit down and chat. We sit down on her couch in her living room and I begin giving her a foot massage (as we had discussed/I had offered). Her feet were very cute (her pics do not do them justice). Her past as a dancer (which she discloses to me) has left the balls of her feet and heels calloused but that does not detract from their beauty. Upon getting there I notice we aren't alone, her cat was there watching us the whole night. 🙂
So I keep massaging, all the while thinking about putting her pretty little digits in my mouth and licking her soft arches. I spend about an hour or so rubbing both her feet. We spend that time talking about life, work, fetishes, friends, family, etc. At the munch on Wednesday we discussed her (and our mutual friend's) aversion to tickling (my other major kink). That hard limit was discussed and I agreed not to tickle her. Upon further discussion, she admitted that it was her upperbody that she didn't like tickled but that I could tickle her feet (I admitted that it was feet that I enjoyed tickling). So I start tickling her arch on one foot and massaging the other and switching at random. Her squeal, jump, eye closing when I ever so lightly tickled her arches definitely got me aroused, not to mention massaging her soft soles. Eventually I got my courage up to ask her to let me worship (lick, suck) her soles and toes. FYI, the nails on my right hand have been allowed to grow out a bit as I am a guitar player and sometimes like to use my right hand nails to finger pick the strings. So my main hand used for tickling was my right hand, although my fingers on my left hand did a nice bit on her other foot too.
She was fine with that and I asked for something like whipped cream or chocolate syrup to coat her soles/toes. The chocolate syrup was almost empty but there was stuff there. She went and grabbed a towel (to protect the couch) and put it under her feet. Then she, graciously, rolled over on her stomach and allowed me to glaze her soles and toes with the chocolate syrup (next time she'll make sure she has whipped cream for me, and I will try honey on her tootsies). Her reaction to the cold chocolate syrup being applied to her soles and her toes was cute. I licked , lapped, nibbled the chocolate off her soles and sucked and licked it off her toes and from in between her toes. She cooed and sighed as I did so (clearly enjoying the soothing attention her sore feet and toes were receiving). Once her soles and toes were clean, I quickly excused myself to clean my sticky hands. Noticing how the syrup has made her soles sticky (ergo hard to tickle as my nails stick to the soles instead of the soft gliding needed for the desired effect), I applied some lubricant I had brought with me to her soles and I began running my fingers over her sensitive arches once again, eliciting giggles and recoils. I notice that her reactions to the tickling are stronger this time (I think the lube helped heighten the tickling since it reduced the friction). At this point I continue to gauge her reaction to the tickling and remind her to let me know if the tickling goes too far. When she does react in such a way or lets me know she wants me to move on, I go back to massaging her. She is still on her stomach at this time, feet on the towel (which is on my lap).
I, again, gather my courage and ask her if she have ever given a footjob (another fantasy of mine). She says no but is excited to give it a try. So I lay on my back unzip my pants, put some lubricant on both of her feet and on my privates (at this point I have her turn back around, face me so that her soles are face down and she is facing me). For the next 15-20 mins she gives me a wonderful footjob (albeit with some 5 minute stops- sore feet and thigh muscles- will have to try a different/more comfortable position next time). At this point, her cat jumps on her lap and begins nuzzling/licking her chin while she uses her feet to rub me and I also rub her calves and feet during her breaks. After 5 minutes or so the cat looks towards me and actually starts watching my privates and starts towards me/them, panicked I put my hand out to block the cat, CPb grabs the cat and we crack a few jokes ("NO! That is NOT his fetish!" lol) about the disaster that could have been...
Soon after we end that part and I go back to the tickling and massaging. We continue to talk (w/me checking my phone for the time). Around 11:30 I get up to head out and she follows me to close her garage door. We talk, agree to meet up again and hug and I head off for the night.
All in all it was a great night! I had some great life-altering experiences and forged a bond with a local kinkster, and now, friend. So I do have to thank, PROFUSELY, CPb for her patience, kindness, trust in me, and willingness to open her house (and her feet) to me, someone she had met only 4 days ago. The night is one I will remember forever and I hope will be one of many more wonderful nights as I continue to introduce myself to the kink community and start befriending local kinksters. In subsequent emails we (or I) have started talking about another meet up.
I have asked CPb for permission to post this story and she, graciously, allowed me to do so. Please do not take this as an excuse to randomly search for her (on Fetlife), hit on her and ask her to repeat the events here. We took the time to meet each other, talk, make arrangements (and even then she had back up plans in case something went wrong- which I was ok with since it was what was needed to be safe and smart). In other words, don't make her regret opening herself up... 😉
This ended up being a wonderful, spur of the moment event that happened last night. I am glad I took the chance and snatched it up. Please note that this has tickling but is foot fetish centered as the tickling was an aspect that, originally, wasn't going to be pursued since it was a "hard limit" for her. It also features some explicit action (footjob).
So this starts last Wednesday. I found a Fetlife member on here who's profile and pictures intrigued me. I got in contact with her and invited her to a local munch. She came and brought a friend (who will be named CPb) and all three of us chatted for a few minutes about our interests. After the munch ended, CPb and I continued to chat on Fetlife throughout the week (at first harmless flirting then we started talking about an actual meetup). Sunday comes around (7PM my time) and I get a message from her asking about a meet up at her house. My heart races and I get excited and respond back (also concerned as that is late and I had to wake up early for work the next morning).
We are able to go back and forth and arrange a meeting at her place (her kid is gone and she is alone).
So I get her address, some directions and rush out to go to her place. I get there around 9:15PMish, her door is loose and she tells me that it is ok to come in. We say hi, get some drinks (water for me, Gatorade for her) and sit down and chat. We sit down on her couch in her living room and I begin giving her a foot massage (as we had discussed/I had offered). Her feet were very cute (her pics do not do them justice). Her past as a dancer (which she discloses to me) has left the balls of her feet and heels calloused but that does not detract from their beauty. Upon getting there I notice we aren't alone, her cat was there watching us the whole night. 🙂
So I keep massaging, all the while thinking about putting her pretty little digits in my mouth and licking her soft arches. I spend about an hour or so rubbing both her feet. We spend that time talking about life, work, fetishes, friends, family, etc. At the munch on Wednesday we discussed her (and our mutual friend's) aversion to tickling (my other major kink). That hard limit was discussed and I agreed not to tickle her. Upon further discussion, she admitted that it was her upperbody that she didn't like tickled but that I could tickle her feet (I admitted that it was feet that I enjoyed tickling). So I start tickling her arch on one foot and massaging the other and switching at random. Her squeal, jump, eye closing when I ever so lightly tickled her arches definitely got me aroused, not to mention massaging her soft soles. Eventually I got my courage up to ask her to let me worship (lick, suck) her soles and toes. FYI, the nails on my right hand have been allowed to grow out a bit as I am a guitar player and sometimes like to use my right hand nails to finger pick the strings. So my main hand used for tickling was my right hand, although my fingers on my left hand did a nice bit on her other foot too.
She was fine with that and I asked for something like whipped cream or chocolate syrup to coat her soles/toes. The chocolate syrup was almost empty but there was stuff there. She went and grabbed a towel (to protect the couch) and put it under her feet. Then she, graciously, rolled over on her stomach and allowed me to glaze her soles and toes with the chocolate syrup (next time she'll make sure she has whipped cream for me, and I will try honey on her tootsies). Her reaction to the cold chocolate syrup being applied to her soles and her toes was cute. I licked , lapped, nibbled the chocolate off her soles and sucked and licked it off her toes and from in between her toes. She cooed and sighed as I did so (clearly enjoying the soothing attention her sore feet and toes were receiving). Once her soles and toes were clean, I quickly excused myself to clean my sticky hands. Noticing how the syrup has made her soles sticky (ergo hard to tickle as my nails stick to the soles instead of the soft gliding needed for the desired effect), I applied some lubricant I had brought with me to her soles and I began running my fingers over her sensitive arches once again, eliciting giggles and recoils. I notice that her reactions to the tickling are stronger this time (I think the lube helped heighten the tickling since it reduced the friction). At this point I continue to gauge her reaction to the tickling and remind her to let me know if the tickling goes too far. When she does react in such a way or lets me know she wants me to move on, I go back to massaging her. She is still on her stomach at this time, feet on the towel (which is on my lap).
I, again, gather my courage and ask her if she have ever given a footjob (another fantasy of mine). She says no but is excited to give it a try. So I lay on my back unzip my pants, put some lubricant on both of her feet and on my privates (at this point I have her turn back around, face me so that her soles are face down and she is facing me). For the next 15-20 mins she gives me a wonderful footjob (albeit with some 5 minute stops- sore feet and thigh muscles- will have to try a different/more comfortable position next time). At this point, her cat jumps on her lap and begins nuzzling/licking her chin while she uses her feet to rub me and I also rub her calves and feet during her breaks. After 5 minutes or so the cat looks towards me and actually starts watching my privates and starts towards me/them, panicked I put my hand out to block the cat, CPb grabs the cat and we crack a few jokes ("NO! That is NOT his fetish!" lol) about the disaster that could have been...
Soon after we end that part and I go back to the tickling and massaging. We continue to talk (w/me checking my phone for the time). Around 11:30 I get up to head out and she follows me to close her garage door. We talk, agree to meet up again and hug and I head off for the night.
All in all it was a great night! I had some great life-altering experiences and forged a bond with a local kinkster, and now, friend. So I do have to thank, PROFUSELY, CPb for her patience, kindness, trust in me, and willingness to open her house (and her feet) to me, someone she had met only 4 days ago. The night is one I will remember forever and I hope will be one of many more wonderful nights as I continue to introduce myself to the kink community and start befriending local kinksters. In subsequent emails we (or I) have started talking about another meet up.
I have asked CPb for permission to post this story and she, graciously, allowed me to do so. Please do not take this as an excuse to randomly search for her (on Fetlife), hit on her and ask her to repeat the events here. We took the time to meet each other, talk, make arrangements (and even then she had back up plans in case something went wrong- which I was ok with since it was what was needed to be safe and smart). In other words, don't make her regret opening herself up... 😉
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