InfamousTickler
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Hallway Tickle
The day started off pretty innocent, As I began my walk towards class that fatefull Monday morning. I couldn't put my finger on it
but for some reason today felt as it was going to different.
Walking onto the campus I saw all of my usual friends but then I spotted her, A new girl I hadn't seen before at all. She stood
all of 5"10 and was a very petite girl at only about 90-100 lbs, But it was not her petite size that caught my attention but that of which she was
she was wearing, In a very cute pair of tight blue jeans and a black silk top and the most gorgeous pair of black ballet flats that just made her feet
absolutley gorgeous.
Hoping not to draw attention towards myself I calmy walked up to her and introduced my self telling her my name and she quietly replyed that her name was
Chelsea. As I tryed to fight the urge of looking down at her feet in the flats I told her that I hadn't seen her in school before, she quietly responded,"she was exchange student"
. As we talked alittle more I couldn't help but see that her feet kept popping in and out of her flats as she arranged her locker.
As I slowley ran my fingers trying to loosen the coller I gulped and wondered if she had caught me looking down at her feet and she was teasing me. I dropped my pen and as I slowly
bent down I lightly ran my right index finger up the middle of her bare soft arch and got one the greatest ticklish giggle reactions that I had ever heard in my life.
She giggled and shouted HEY! DONT DO THAT IM VERY TICKLISH!!!!.
As I helped her up and slowley began to walk her to class I got that sudden urge and little voice in my head that said aww what the fuck and quickly began to
poke her sides and lightly begin to squeeze her sides as I did so she giggled and squeeled and begged for me to let her go and how bad it tickled but all the pleas and
were drowned out by her cute russian laughter and gorgeous smile upon her face, As I tickled her sides faster and more she slowley began to fall to the carpet floor where the
real tickling would come into play.
As she lay on the carpet panting from the short ticklish session I had just done to her I slowley slid back and grabbed ahold of her feet and slowley began to slide her
soft leather ballet flats off of her feet which to my suprise she screamed and begged me not to tickle her feet that it would drive her absolutley insane. As I slolwey slipped off
the right she I could feel her tension building her fighting to try and not laugh as soon as I would begin my ticklish endevor upon her poor innocent feet. I quickly began with with
usual raking of my right hand up and down her right foot, I slowley began to run my soft finger tips up and down her soft arches nearly sending her through the roof. Quickly I began
work my fingers under her toes and wiggled my fingers faster and faster on her poor toes. As I tickled her soles faster and faster I got a glance that in her locker layed a pine cone
from one of her science projects, As I reached over and grabbed it and devishly looked down at her poor face , I saw a look of pure horror as she had saw what I had in hand now. I slowley
started to run the pine cone up and down her soft arches driving her nuts as her cute faced soon be came emersed in a dark red tone from the ticklish laughter that she was being put through
I could not help myself but the pine cone just lightly glided across her smooth soft feet. As I slowley began to stop the raking of the pine cone on her poor foot I slowley helped her up
helped her get her books and graicously walked her to class. As we approched the room I could not help myself but get one more qucikly poke of the ribs, After that I will never forget her
words. She simply said,"I hope we can do this again sometime."
The day started off pretty innocent, As I began my walk towards class that fatefull Monday morning. I couldn't put my finger on it
but for some reason today felt as it was going to different.
Walking onto the campus I saw all of my usual friends but then I spotted her, A new girl I hadn't seen before at all. She stood
all of 5"10 and was a very petite girl at only about 90-100 lbs, But it was not her petite size that caught my attention but that of which she was
she was wearing, In a very cute pair of tight blue jeans and a black silk top and the most gorgeous pair of black ballet flats that just made her feet
absolutley gorgeous.
Hoping not to draw attention towards myself I calmy walked up to her and introduced my self telling her my name and she quietly replyed that her name was
Chelsea. As I tryed to fight the urge of looking down at her feet in the flats I told her that I hadn't seen her in school before, she quietly responded,"she was exchange student"
. As we talked alittle more I couldn't help but see that her feet kept popping in and out of her flats as she arranged her locker.
As I slowley ran my fingers trying to loosen the coller I gulped and wondered if she had caught me looking down at her feet and she was teasing me. I dropped my pen and as I slowly
bent down I lightly ran my right index finger up the middle of her bare soft arch and got one the greatest ticklish giggle reactions that I had ever heard in my life.
She giggled and shouted HEY! DONT DO THAT IM VERY TICKLISH!!!!.
As I helped her up and slowley began to walk her to class I got that sudden urge and little voice in my head that said aww what the fuck and quickly began to
poke her sides and lightly begin to squeeze her sides as I did so she giggled and squeeled and begged for me to let her go and how bad it tickled but all the pleas and
were drowned out by her cute russian laughter and gorgeous smile upon her face, As I tickled her sides faster and more she slowley began to fall to the carpet floor where the
real tickling would come into play.
As she lay on the carpet panting from the short ticklish session I had just done to her I slowley slid back and grabbed ahold of her feet and slowley began to slide her
soft leather ballet flats off of her feet which to my suprise she screamed and begged me not to tickle her feet that it would drive her absolutley insane. As I slolwey slipped off
the right she I could feel her tension building her fighting to try and not laugh as soon as I would begin my ticklish endevor upon her poor innocent feet. I quickly began with with
usual raking of my right hand up and down her right foot, I slowley began to run my soft finger tips up and down her soft arches nearly sending her through the roof. Quickly I began
work my fingers under her toes and wiggled my fingers faster and faster on her poor toes. As I tickled her soles faster and faster I got a glance that in her locker layed a pine cone
from one of her science projects, As I reached over and grabbed it and devishly looked down at her poor face , I saw a look of pure horror as she had saw what I had in hand now. I slowley
started to run the pine cone up and down her soft arches driving her nuts as her cute faced soon be came emersed in a dark red tone from the ticklish laughter that she was being put through
I could not help myself but the pine cone just lightly glided across her smooth soft feet. As I slowley began to stop the raking of the pine cone on her poor foot I slowley helped her up
helped her get her books and graicously walked her to class. As we approched the room I could not help myself but get one more qucikly poke of the ribs, After that I will never forget her
words. She simply said,"I hope we can do this again sometime."
