BroadwayMaybe
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So a couple summers ago, I was hanging out with a friend of mine (we were both 18) who I thought was really attractive. Shoulder length, platinum blonde hair, blue eyes, wonderfully curvy and a lovely pair of size 9 feet.
Well I was helping her with an audition she had coming up for a local community show (I work as an Audition Coach), and she volunteered to pay me my regular rate, even though I had told her that her money was no good. She continued to insist and insist. Finally, a little light bulb popped up in my head. I said, "I'll tell you what. You don't have to pay me, if you can stand getting tickled for 20 minutes." She was obviously a tad skeptical, but then she smiled and said okay. We sat on the couch in the den as I prepared to tickle her to my heart's content. On this particular day, she was wearing a white tank top, a denim mini skirt and flip flops which showed off her cute toes (which were painted a lovely peach color).
Now, I had tickled this girl (we'll call her Megan) in the past. Nothing major, just a couple of pokes or side squeezes here and there. Megan always joked about when she was tickled lightly, she would sound like an opera singer when she laughed, which was surprisingly true. But what I was about to see was that she was much more than just a tad ticklish.
I swept up her big feet into my lap and proceeded to spider tickle the sole of her right foot. She was a dancer, so her feet weren't as ticklish as I would've liked, but I still got a decent response. I managed to get some hearty belly laughter when I tickled right under her toes.
I then went to her sides and underarms which elicited some wonderful responses. I happen to be open to most women so I happened to like her curvaceous love handles. I squeezed and poked and prodded on her sides which got her laughing pretty hard. I then lifted her shirt up just a tad (I am a gentleman, after all) and scribbled my fingers on her belly and around her belly button which caused her to go into her aforementioned high pitched laugh. But I still wasn't getting that major response I had been searching for. Then, it happened.
I asked her to lay on her stomach. There was only ten minutes left, so I was trying anything I could. I sat on her butt and faced her legs. Then, I began to run my fingers up and down the backs of her legs. Bingo! She was laughing as hard as she possibly could. I began to taunt her a little. "Well look here! I've found myself a bit of a secret spot. Are Megan's legs ticklish?" I ran my fingers on the backs of her knees as she responded, "YESYESYES HAHAHAHAHAHA." Her legs began kicking and flailing in the air. I continued my assault near the tops of her hamstrings just below her butt. I'm a tall, muscular guy, so all of her bucking still couldn't get me off. She was, as she described it later, on "tickling overload". Once I finally got up, she flipped over. Her mascara had been running a little and she was still giggling. "Wow," she said, "you really hit that spot! I didn't even know I could be ticklish there."
The tickling finished, even though I threw in a few tickles later on in the night. Once she left she thanked me for working on her audition for free. What she didn't know that she definitely didn't have to pay me. What I got was the joy of finding a new tickle spot 🙂
Well I was helping her with an audition she had coming up for a local community show (I work as an Audition Coach), and she volunteered to pay me my regular rate, even though I had told her that her money was no good. She continued to insist and insist. Finally, a little light bulb popped up in my head. I said, "I'll tell you what. You don't have to pay me, if you can stand getting tickled for 20 minutes." She was obviously a tad skeptical, but then she smiled and said okay. We sat on the couch in the den as I prepared to tickle her to my heart's content. On this particular day, she was wearing a white tank top, a denim mini skirt and flip flops which showed off her cute toes (which were painted a lovely peach color).
Now, I had tickled this girl (we'll call her Megan) in the past. Nothing major, just a couple of pokes or side squeezes here and there. Megan always joked about when she was tickled lightly, she would sound like an opera singer when she laughed, which was surprisingly true. But what I was about to see was that she was much more than just a tad ticklish.
I swept up her big feet into my lap and proceeded to spider tickle the sole of her right foot. She was a dancer, so her feet weren't as ticklish as I would've liked, but I still got a decent response. I managed to get some hearty belly laughter when I tickled right under her toes.
I then went to her sides and underarms which elicited some wonderful responses. I happen to be open to most women so I happened to like her curvaceous love handles. I squeezed and poked and prodded on her sides which got her laughing pretty hard. I then lifted her shirt up just a tad (I am a gentleman, after all) and scribbled my fingers on her belly and around her belly button which caused her to go into her aforementioned high pitched laugh. But I still wasn't getting that major response I had been searching for. Then, it happened.
I asked her to lay on her stomach. There was only ten minutes left, so I was trying anything I could. I sat on her butt and faced her legs. Then, I began to run my fingers up and down the backs of her legs. Bingo! She was laughing as hard as she possibly could. I began to taunt her a little. "Well look here! I've found myself a bit of a secret spot. Are Megan's legs ticklish?" I ran my fingers on the backs of her knees as she responded, "YESYESYES HAHAHAHAHAHA." Her legs began kicking and flailing in the air. I continued my assault near the tops of her hamstrings just below her butt. I'm a tall, muscular guy, so all of her bucking still couldn't get me off. She was, as she described it later, on "tickling overload". Once I finally got up, she flipped over. Her mascara had been running a little and she was still giggling. "Wow," she said, "you really hit that spot! I didn't even know I could be ticklish there."
The tickling finished, even though I threw in a few tickles later on in the night. Once she left she thanked me for working on her audition for free. What she didn't know that she definitely didn't have to pay me. What I got was the joy of finding a new tickle spot 🙂
