A little note before our story begins. Forgive me for any continuity errors, it’s been quite a while since I visited this series and I’ll do my best to keep everything straight. Now on to what you came here for.
It was mid June, and school was out. My freshman year of college was complete. Thanks to my new girlfriend Krista, I finished with a respectable 3.0. She finished with a perfect 4.0, what can I say, beauty and brains.
We have been together since Christmas, and I just know that this is the woman I’m going to marry someday. When school was in session, we only got to see each other for two classes a day, and on weekends and on holiday breaks. But we’ve managed to have a lot of fun together including a memorable Valentine’s Day date that maybe I’ll share sometime.
A lot of our fun involves me tickling her feet, which to be honest, wasn’t really something I was into before we met. Funny how the right person can change your perspective.
For those of you who are wondering, her feet are perfect, like the rest of her. Size 7, pillowy soft, smooth, with slightly pink soles and creamy white arches. Her toenails are always painted a cute color, and she frequently wears nylons.
She likes being gently tickled, which goes hand in hand with her sweet playful personality. And since she has the most adorable laugh, I’m happy to indulge.
Things in my life were going great, and on top of everything else, I’d just gotten a promotion at work.
I’d just finished one last Sega marathon with my best friend and roommate Bobby before he left with his girlfriend Anne for the summer. They had opted to visit her folks, thankfully it was within an hour’s drive so I could drop in if I got bored. Krista has been on the fence about flying down to see her parents for the summer, and still hadn’t made up her mind.
I got my answer with a knock on the door to my place at 9am. I shook off the last remnants of sleep and shuffled to the door. Before I could open it all the way, Krista has leapt into my arms like Scooby Doo and kissed me.
“Did you miss me?” She smiled, and kissed me again. Both of them leaving lipstick prints on my face.
“Of course I missed you, but I didn’t think you’d be by this early.” I replied, and returned her kiss.
“Well you can’t sleep all day long, it’s your birthday, and we’re going to celebrate.”
I sat down on the couch, with her sitting on my lap and looked at her oddly. “How did you know, I never tell anybody my birthday. I just hate people making a big deal about it.”
She put her hands on her hips and looked at me. “I’ve known since Christmas, your Mom told me everything about you while you were helping your Dad put away all the chairs.”
“I can’t believe you interrogated my Mom about me.” I said, in a playful tone.
“And what are you going to do about it mister?” She pressed her nose to mine, and I stared into her beautiful blue eyes.
“This!” I said, and gently squeezed the sides of her tummy. I never tried thus before, but the reaction was great. She squealed in delight, then started to giggle and squirm.
I rolled her over onto the couch and sat with my legs on either side of hers and tickled away. She was bucking her hips a little, but not fighting me. “Hahahahahahaha heyyy thaaaaattt tiiiicklessss...” she said in between giggles.
I decided to let her catch her breath and started to sit back, she reached up and pulled me into a hug, nuzzling my neck with her cheek. “That was fun,” she said, then sighed happily.
“Really?” I asked, “I was just trying to be like, silly you know.”
“Mmm... and that’s what I love about it, you’re so gentle. You’d never tickle me too hard, or hurt me.”
My mind flashed back to her ex, cornering her in the booth on New Year’s Eve, but I didn’t want to bring it up. I gritted my teeth, hoping we saw the last of him.
I cuddled with her for a few minutes, giving her light tickles on her sides, I loved the way she would squirm a little and that adorable laugh.
“You know, when you do that to me, I feel like a bottle of pop.”
“A bottle of pop?”
“Yeah, I feel like all bubbly, I feel laughs just building up inside me, and it spills out.”
Sometimes she’s just so cute, she should have a warning label.
“Oh nuts, I totally forgot!” She said and hopped up off the couch. I hadn’t had time to admire her outfit until now. I gave her a look over while she walked quickly back out into the hall. She had on a red t-shirt, tied with a scrunchie on one side, blue jean shorts, white socks, and her keds.
She came back in carrying two packages, and her “staying over bag” which she dropped inside the door after closing it.
She handed me one of them and said, “Happy birthday Billy.” Then gave me another kiss.
“You really didn’t have to get me anything.”
“Just open it, I want to see your face.”
I tore at the paper, grumbling... “Just wait til your birthday... gonna get you presents... see how you like it...”
I stopped with my fake irritation and gasped... I had the best girlfriend ever!
“I love you!” I said and picked her up in a big hug. “Sonic 2, how did you know?”
“Duh... Sonic is like your favorite game. Besides, I kinda think of it as our game, now we have another one.”
She sat down on the couch, I put the game in, and handed her the controller, then sat beside her. She took off her keds, and put her feet on my lap and gave me her “come get me look”.
Just as she started the game, I put my hands on her feet. They were warm and her socks were just slightly damp from being in her shoes. I could smell her cherry lotion too, she took good care of herself.
I waited for a good moment and skittered my fingers up her arches, she bit her lip and jumped a little, but didn’t lose. I waited a few seconds and tried again, faster. She lost concentration and Sonic’s rings flew everywhere. She playfully hit me with her foot and went on playing. She finished the level and just as the next one started, she paused the game for a second.
“My feet are kinda hot, can you take my socks off?”
I was happy to oblige, she knew what I was trying to do and was playing along.
It was mid June, and school was out. My freshman year of college was complete. Thanks to my new girlfriend Krista, I finished with a respectable 3.0. She finished with a perfect 4.0, what can I say, beauty and brains.
We have been together since Christmas, and I just know that this is the woman I’m going to marry someday. When school was in session, we only got to see each other for two classes a day, and on weekends and on holiday breaks. But we’ve managed to have a lot of fun together including a memorable Valentine’s Day date that maybe I’ll share sometime.
A lot of our fun involves me tickling her feet, which to be honest, wasn’t really something I was into before we met. Funny how the right person can change your perspective.
For those of you who are wondering, her feet are perfect, like the rest of her. Size 7, pillowy soft, smooth, with slightly pink soles and creamy white arches. Her toenails are always painted a cute color, and she frequently wears nylons.
She likes being gently tickled, which goes hand in hand with her sweet playful personality. And since she has the most adorable laugh, I’m happy to indulge.
Things in my life were going great, and on top of everything else, I’d just gotten a promotion at work.
I’d just finished one last Sega marathon with my best friend and roommate Bobby before he left with his girlfriend Anne for the summer. They had opted to visit her folks, thankfully it was within an hour’s drive so I could drop in if I got bored. Krista has been on the fence about flying down to see her parents for the summer, and still hadn’t made up her mind.
I got my answer with a knock on the door to my place at 9am. I shook off the last remnants of sleep and shuffled to the door. Before I could open it all the way, Krista has leapt into my arms like Scooby Doo and kissed me.
“Did you miss me?” She smiled, and kissed me again. Both of them leaving lipstick prints on my face.
“Of course I missed you, but I didn’t think you’d be by this early.” I replied, and returned her kiss.
“Well you can’t sleep all day long, it’s your birthday, and we’re going to celebrate.”
I sat down on the couch, with her sitting on my lap and looked at her oddly. “How did you know, I never tell anybody my birthday. I just hate people making a big deal about it.”
She put her hands on her hips and looked at me. “I’ve known since Christmas, your Mom told me everything about you while you were helping your Dad put away all the chairs.”
“I can’t believe you interrogated my Mom about me.” I said, in a playful tone.
“And what are you going to do about it mister?” She pressed her nose to mine, and I stared into her beautiful blue eyes.
“This!” I said, and gently squeezed the sides of her tummy. I never tried thus before, but the reaction was great. She squealed in delight, then started to giggle and squirm.
I rolled her over onto the couch and sat with my legs on either side of hers and tickled away. She was bucking her hips a little, but not fighting me. “Hahahahahahaha heyyy thaaaaattt tiiiicklessss...” she said in between giggles.
I decided to let her catch her breath and started to sit back, she reached up and pulled me into a hug, nuzzling my neck with her cheek. “That was fun,” she said, then sighed happily.
“Really?” I asked, “I was just trying to be like, silly you know.”
“Mmm... and that’s what I love about it, you’re so gentle. You’d never tickle me too hard, or hurt me.”
My mind flashed back to her ex, cornering her in the booth on New Year’s Eve, but I didn’t want to bring it up. I gritted my teeth, hoping we saw the last of him.
I cuddled with her for a few minutes, giving her light tickles on her sides, I loved the way she would squirm a little and that adorable laugh.
“You know, when you do that to me, I feel like a bottle of pop.”
“A bottle of pop?”
“Yeah, I feel like all bubbly, I feel laughs just building up inside me, and it spills out.”
Sometimes she’s just so cute, she should have a warning label.
“Oh nuts, I totally forgot!” She said and hopped up off the couch. I hadn’t had time to admire her outfit until now. I gave her a look over while she walked quickly back out into the hall. She had on a red t-shirt, tied with a scrunchie on one side, blue jean shorts, white socks, and her keds.
She came back in carrying two packages, and her “staying over bag” which she dropped inside the door after closing it.
She handed me one of them and said, “Happy birthday Billy.” Then gave me another kiss.
“You really didn’t have to get me anything.”
“Just open it, I want to see your face.”
I tore at the paper, grumbling... “Just wait til your birthday... gonna get you presents... see how you like it...”
I stopped with my fake irritation and gasped... I had the best girlfriend ever!
“I love you!” I said and picked her up in a big hug. “Sonic 2, how did you know?”
“Duh... Sonic is like your favorite game. Besides, I kinda think of it as our game, now we have another one.”
She sat down on the couch, I put the game in, and handed her the controller, then sat beside her. She took off her keds, and put her feet on my lap and gave me her “come get me look”.
Just as she started the game, I put my hands on her feet. They were warm and her socks were just slightly damp from being in her shoes. I could smell her cherry lotion too, she took good care of herself.
I waited for a good moment and skittered my fingers up her arches, she bit her lip and jumped a little, but didn’t lose. I waited a few seconds and tried again, faster. She lost concentration and Sonic’s rings flew everywhere. She playfully hit me with her foot and went on playing. She finished the level and just as the next one started, she paused the game for a second.
“My feet are kinda hot, can you take my socks off?”
I was happy to oblige, she knew what I was trying to do and was playing along.
