AreYouTicklish1
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I figured I'd bring this one to TickleTheater and see if anyone likes. I hope ya do.
DISCLAIMER: I will not waste your time writing eight thousand Hahahaha's in dialog. We all know what laughing is.
I will start from the beginning which was 9 years ago when Mandy and I first met at the end of high school. Over time we became pretty close friends. We talked alot at night on the instant messenger (back when that was cool). I told her of my foot and tickle fetish over the messenger cause I had way more balls when I typed it instead of speaking it. She reacted the way alot of girls react, kinda laughing it a little and declaring her own ticklishness and phobia to it. Alot of girls do that. "Oh my god, I'm too damn ticklish!" yada yada
So yea, ya wanna hear about her I'm sure. We all look for the stats of a lee when reading. Mandy stands 5'7". She's 26. With that touch of Italian genes she has that naturally tan skin. Long light brown hair and hazel eyes. Her breasts are not the biggest (maybe a B, I'm not sure). To me, she was more known for her Kardashian type of ass and fantastic legs. Thick shapely thighs and calves with incredible feet. They are a size 8 with medium length toes and tremendously high arches. Theres a little freckle on her right arch that I love. Some guys dont like it but she wears glasses and I LOVE that personally.
So ok, moving along now. Mandy and I always went out on weekends when she was single. I know anyone reading this is thinking why didnt I ask her out. I tried the "feelings game" with her way back and it didnt go well so I left it alone and kept her as a friend.
Around this time of year three years ago. We made our plan to go out and have dinner and drinks. It was nothing unusual. This particular was pretty special I'd later experience. We finished up at the restaurant we were at, paid and left. I was driving of course. We had a place we drove to, to park and chat and smoke cigarettes. Been there a thousand times. What happened in this parking spot I never saw coming!
Maybe a half hour into being there Mandy changed her position slightly in the passenger seat. She slipped one of her black leather heels off and put it kind of on my armrest area. My heart skipped a beatt. And she looked at me just then.
"Do you absolutely PROMISE to be nice?" She asked me with a nervous look.
"Of course, how long have you known me?" I was feeling outside my own body.
"I think you in some way kind of deserve this." She blushed.
I still to this day remember feeling almost numb when she did this. I was trying to collect myself and keep a cool face as I accepted my gift. I took her ankle and brought it to my lap. With my right hand I got a nice hold on her shinn. My left hand crept up on the sole side of her lovely ticklish foot. When my fingertips made the first contact with the sole of her foot. She let out the cutest yelp and her foot jerked at the ankle. I hadnt even tickled yet! I didn't want to scare her so I didn't launch an attack yet.
"Holy shit." Mandy laughed.
"Tickles?" I teased
"A little bit yes." She managed.
Watching her face I slowly began making circles with my fingertips around the arch of her foot. She held eye contact and I could see the squirming resistance in her eyes. I love that! I went from circles to a more up and down motion. I could feel her foot twitching and weaving over my fingertips. Mandy was holding off the laughter as best she could, but you know how that gets turned into little puffs of air and tiny sounds and squeals. Those are just as fun if you ask me. I ran a single finger underneath her toes back and forth and her hand squeezed my bicep and her face was turning red.
I began swirling that same finger around and down the sole over her arch and then she lost it. The laughing dam was broken and out it came. My attack became more intent. I scribbled up the arch with a few fingers. Her cute little foot danced and twitched and fought with me but I give her credit, she never yanked it away. She laughed so hard her glasses were sliding off her face.
I tickled her fun little foot for only about 15 minutes which I know is ENOUGH to all you torture freaks out there but for me it was years in the waiting and fan-frickin-tastic. Here's the best part for me. After that she said "Ok, now the other one." I felt blessed.
DISCLAIMER: I will not waste your time writing eight thousand Hahahaha's in dialog. We all know what laughing is.
I will start from the beginning which was 9 years ago when Mandy and I first met at the end of high school. Over time we became pretty close friends. We talked alot at night on the instant messenger (back when that was cool). I told her of my foot and tickle fetish over the messenger cause I had way more balls when I typed it instead of speaking it. She reacted the way alot of girls react, kinda laughing it a little and declaring her own ticklishness and phobia to it. Alot of girls do that. "Oh my god, I'm too damn ticklish!" yada yada
So yea, ya wanna hear about her I'm sure. We all look for the stats of a lee when reading. Mandy stands 5'7". She's 26. With that touch of Italian genes she has that naturally tan skin. Long light brown hair and hazel eyes. Her breasts are not the biggest (maybe a B, I'm not sure). To me, she was more known for her Kardashian type of ass and fantastic legs. Thick shapely thighs and calves with incredible feet. They are a size 8 with medium length toes and tremendously high arches. Theres a little freckle on her right arch that I love. Some guys dont like it but she wears glasses and I LOVE that personally.
So ok, moving along now. Mandy and I always went out on weekends when she was single. I know anyone reading this is thinking why didnt I ask her out. I tried the "feelings game" with her way back and it didnt go well so I left it alone and kept her as a friend.
Around this time of year three years ago. We made our plan to go out and have dinner and drinks. It was nothing unusual. This particular was pretty special I'd later experience. We finished up at the restaurant we were at, paid and left. I was driving of course. We had a place we drove to, to park and chat and smoke cigarettes. Been there a thousand times. What happened in this parking spot I never saw coming!
Maybe a half hour into being there Mandy changed her position slightly in the passenger seat. She slipped one of her black leather heels off and put it kind of on my armrest area. My heart skipped a beatt. And she looked at me just then.
"Do you absolutely PROMISE to be nice?" She asked me with a nervous look.
"Of course, how long have you known me?" I was feeling outside my own body.
"I think you in some way kind of deserve this." She blushed.
I still to this day remember feeling almost numb when she did this. I was trying to collect myself and keep a cool face as I accepted my gift. I took her ankle and brought it to my lap. With my right hand I got a nice hold on her shinn. My left hand crept up on the sole side of her lovely ticklish foot. When my fingertips made the first contact with the sole of her foot. She let out the cutest yelp and her foot jerked at the ankle. I hadnt even tickled yet! I didn't want to scare her so I didn't launch an attack yet.
"Holy shit." Mandy laughed.
"Tickles?" I teased
"A little bit yes." She managed.
Watching her face I slowly began making circles with my fingertips around the arch of her foot. She held eye contact and I could see the squirming resistance in her eyes. I love that! I went from circles to a more up and down motion. I could feel her foot twitching and weaving over my fingertips. Mandy was holding off the laughter as best she could, but you know how that gets turned into little puffs of air and tiny sounds and squeals. Those are just as fun if you ask me. I ran a single finger underneath her toes back and forth and her hand squeezed my bicep and her face was turning red.
I began swirling that same finger around and down the sole over her arch and then she lost it. The laughing dam was broken and out it came. My attack became more intent. I scribbled up the arch with a few fingers. Her cute little foot danced and twitched and fought with me but I give her credit, she never yanked it away. She laughed so hard her glasses were sliding off her face.
I tickled her fun little foot for only about 15 minutes which I know is ENOUGH to all you torture freaks out there but for me it was years in the waiting and fan-frickin-tastic. Here's the best part for me. After that she said "Ok, now the other one." I felt blessed.
