Years ago one of my close friends and I became best friends so naturally I became like a part of the family. He lived with his mother and cute younger cousin name Nicole. Nicole was about 6 years younger than I, but of age, about 6 feet tall, athletically built, with pretty, wrinkly size 8 feet. Nicole and I shared a few tickle moments which I will try to share in this post without making it too wordy.
1. One Saturday I went to my buddy's house and he and Nicole were the only ones there. They were both in the den sitting on separate couches. After I spoke to him I walked over to were Nicole was. She was on the phone with her right leg under her, sitting get on her ankle with her bare sole exposed. The way she was stintcaused her sole to wrinkle, which drives me crazy. After I spoke to her I couldn't resist, so I took my right index finger and lightly dragged, scribbled, scratch red and circled her baby soft sole. She smiled at me but never shifted her position, her foot never flinched, she never even wiggled her toes or showed any kind of ticklish reaction.
2. Next incident, which was about two years after the first tickle attempt, we were hanging out on a cool summer night in front of my buddy's house. Nicole was leaning with her elbows on the hood of my car which exposed her ribs and sides. I walked over to her right side, said something to her and before she could respond I started poking her ribs to which she kept trying to block me with her arm. I asked her what was wrong and she smiled and said "it tickles!" I told her that was music to my ears because I thought she wasn't ticklish.
3. After I found out she was ticklish I was hooked! Every now and then I would just poke her ribs and sides and she would just smile and move away. This continued for a few months until things got more intense. Our experience day the usual suspects were in the house, my buddy, Nicole and myself. Nicole and I were in her aunt's room watching TV when all of the sudden she jumped on me, put her right arm around my neck and put me Iin a tight headlock. Every time I tried to free myself by moving her arm she would just squeeze tighter.
Then a light bulb went off in my head and I began to tickle her left side and ribs. She started wiggling and shifting to try to fight off the tickles while she still had me in the head lock but it was too much for. She ebeded up letting go and I tried to escape but ijumped on her on her aunts bed. Now the tables had turned aand i was sitting on top of her legs and she couldn't escape. I had to catch my breath, she had me locked for at least 5min, before i could think of how to get my revenge.
As usual her feet were bare and since feet are my favorite place to tickle i had to give em a try again. I wasn't expecting much of a reaction because i didn't think her feet were ticklish but as soon as i wiggled one finger on her soft sole she immediately blocked it with the other foot. BINGO! Now I had the upper hand as I had her trapped and ready to get my revenge on her big beautiful size 8's. I furiously ten finger spider tickled all over her wrinkly soles to which she moved around and laughed harder than I had ever heard her laugh before. I was in tickle heaven for about 2 and a half minutes until my fun was cut short when her aunt came home and called her into the kitchen to clean up a mess she had made earlier.
Before I left I went back into the room where she was to say bye. She was sitting up in the bed with her barefoot still out. I gave her a hug and as soon as we were free from each other's grasp I reached down and started tickling her feet again. I don't remember her exact phrase but as she slightly giggled I do remember hearing the words "you ticklin my feet again." More music to my ears 🙂
1. One Saturday I went to my buddy's house and he and Nicole were the only ones there. They were both in the den sitting on separate couches. After I spoke to him I walked over to were Nicole was. She was on the phone with her right leg under her, sitting get on her ankle with her bare sole exposed. The way she was stintcaused her sole to wrinkle, which drives me crazy. After I spoke to her I couldn't resist, so I took my right index finger and lightly dragged, scribbled, scratch red and circled her baby soft sole. She smiled at me but never shifted her position, her foot never flinched, she never even wiggled her toes or showed any kind of ticklish reaction.
2. Next incident, which was about two years after the first tickle attempt, we were hanging out on a cool summer night in front of my buddy's house. Nicole was leaning with her elbows on the hood of my car which exposed her ribs and sides. I walked over to her right side, said something to her and before she could respond I started poking her ribs to which she kept trying to block me with her arm. I asked her what was wrong and she smiled and said "it tickles!" I told her that was music to my ears because I thought she wasn't ticklish.
3. After I found out she was ticklish I was hooked! Every now and then I would just poke her ribs and sides and she would just smile and move away. This continued for a few months until things got more intense. Our experience day the usual suspects were in the house, my buddy, Nicole and myself. Nicole and I were in her aunt's room watching TV when all of the sudden she jumped on me, put her right arm around my neck and put me Iin a tight headlock. Every time I tried to free myself by moving her arm she would just squeeze tighter.
Then a light bulb went off in my head and I began to tickle her left side and ribs. She started wiggling and shifting to try to fight off the tickles while she still had me in the head lock but it was too much for. She ebeded up letting go and I tried to escape but ijumped on her on her aunts bed. Now the tables had turned aand i was sitting on top of her legs and she couldn't escape. I had to catch my breath, she had me locked for at least 5min, before i could think of how to get my revenge.
As usual her feet were bare and since feet are my favorite place to tickle i had to give em a try again. I wasn't expecting much of a reaction because i didn't think her feet were ticklish but as soon as i wiggled one finger on her soft sole she immediately blocked it with the other foot. BINGO! Now I had the upper hand as I had her trapped and ready to get my revenge on her big beautiful size 8's. I furiously ten finger spider tickled all over her wrinkly soles to which she moved around and laughed harder than I had ever heard her laugh before. I was in tickle heaven for about 2 and a half minutes until my fun was cut short when her aunt came home and called her into the kitchen to clean up a mess she had made earlier.
Before I left I went back into the room where she was to say bye. She was sitting up in the bed with her barefoot still out. I gave her a hug and as soon as we were free from each other's grasp I reached down and started tickling her feet again. I don't remember her exact phrase but as she slightly giggled I do remember hearing the words "you ticklin my feet again." More music to my ears 🙂
Thanks for sharing your experiences here. 
