hungover girlfriend tickled w/ pics
last weekend, my girlfriend and I were recovering from a rowdy Saturday night at the bars, when she presented me with a lovely opportunity to attack her deathly ticklish feet.
we were laying on opposite ends of our couch, her feet, covered with socks and slippers she wears around the house to keep her feet warm, were resting on my chest as she lay asleep. I noticed her eyes were closed, so i popped off her slippers and began to massage her socked feet, which i felt were sweaty from the slippers. after a few minutes of massaging, she was still content so i decided to push my luck a little and began tracing her socked soles with my finger tips and feeling my way around her toes. her feet are still plenty ticklish even with the protection of socks, so she twitched and wiggled her toes a bit but didn't jerk her feet away, she knows I love touching her feet. after a while of massaging and gently tickling her socked feet, I was deeply aroused, and couldn't resist myself any longer. I slowly began peeling her socks over her heels, exposing the soft, freshly pedicured skin that drives me nuts everytime I see/touch it. My pointer fingers began drawing little circles on her heels and it only took a few seconds for her to wake up and bury her feet back into the blankets. I waited a few minutes then placed both feet between me thighs, not gripping too tight right away, hoping to keep her at ease. her socks were right where I left them, so I continued to undress her beautiful soles and peeled the socks up even further to the balls of her feet. her soles were sweaty, thus increasingly sensitive, which made me as hard as a rock. i couldn't wait any longer. i ripped the socks off both feet and took a second to admire the perfect shape and size of her feet, as well as the fresh red paint that covered her toenails. i know better than to just dig in, so i again used my index fingers to drag up and down her soles in fluid motions, which got her attention. "what do you think you're doing?" she asked, with a kind of uneasy voice. "oh, nothing" is all i could squeeze out before tightening my grip on her ankles and positioning myself to shield from the sure beating i would receive during the torture i was about to administer. i unleashed all ten fingers at once, scribbling and scratching at her long soles, easily her weakest spot... "stop! please please please stop!" she screamed. she can usually manage a few seconds of begging before she is overcome with the urge to laugh uncontrollably. i ignored her request and continued to dig into her soft, creamy, sweaty soles causing her to buck and twist, anything she could do to break my grip on her defenseless feet. i worked my way up to the balls of her feet and into her toes, and let me tell you, she cant stand anything between her toes. "fucking stop! please!" was the last request i got from her as i worked my fingers between all her toes and began twisting them in a back and forth motion. she went absolutely nuts, her loud laughs turned to screams and her bucking was almost enough to break my grip, almost. i worked back down to her soles and continued to scratch in all directions, while my tongue found its way to the sweaty cracks between her toes. i was in absolute heaven as i tasted her sweet toes, her desperate laughter had me on the verge of exploding in my pants. i released her from my grip as soon as the look on her face turned to agony and her laughing started to turn to cries and tears were running down her face, yes, she is that exremely sensitive and ticklish.
needless to say, she wasn't very happy with me initially and moved away from me, where i was able to snap a few pics after the assault. she wasn't too mad, as she was letting me massage her feet less than a couple hours later.
last weekend, my girlfriend and I were recovering from a rowdy Saturday night at the bars, when she presented me with a lovely opportunity to attack her deathly ticklish feet.
we were laying on opposite ends of our couch, her feet, covered with socks and slippers she wears around the house to keep her feet warm, were resting on my chest as she lay asleep. I noticed her eyes were closed, so i popped off her slippers and began to massage her socked feet, which i felt were sweaty from the slippers. after a few minutes of massaging, she was still content so i decided to push my luck a little and began tracing her socked soles with my finger tips and feeling my way around her toes. her feet are still plenty ticklish even with the protection of socks, so she twitched and wiggled her toes a bit but didn't jerk her feet away, she knows I love touching her feet. after a while of massaging and gently tickling her socked feet, I was deeply aroused, and couldn't resist myself any longer. I slowly began peeling her socks over her heels, exposing the soft, freshly pedicured skin that drives me nuts everytime I see/touch it. My pointer fingers began drawing little circles on her heels and it only took a few seconds for her to wake up and bury her feet back into the blankets. I waited a few minutes then placed both feet between me thighs, not gripping too tight right away, hoping to keep her at ease. her socks were right where I left them, so I continued to undress her beautiful soles and peeled the socks up even further to the balls of her feet. her soles were sweaty, thus increasingly sensitive, which made me as hard as a rock. i couldn't wait any longer. i ripped the socks off both feet and took a second to admire the perfect shape and size of her feet, as well as the fresh red paint that covered her toenails. i know better than to just dig in, so i again used my index fingers to drag up and down her soles in fluid motions, which got her attention. "what do you think you're doing?" she asked, with a kind of uneasy voice. "oh, nothing" is all i could squeeze out before tightening my grip on her ankles and positioning myself to shield from the sure beating i would receive during the torture i was about to administer. i unleashed all ten fingers at once, scribbling and scratching at her long soles, easily her weakest spot... "stop! please please please stop!" she screamed. she can usually manage a few seconds of begging before she is overcome with the urge to laugh uncontrollably. i ignored her request and continued to dig into her soft, creamy, sweaty soles causing her to buck and twist, anything she could do to break my grip on her defenseless feet. i worked my way up to the balls of her feet and into her toes, and let me tell you, she cant stand anything between her toes. "fucking stop! please!" was the last request i got from her as i worked my fingers between all her toes and began twisting them in a back and forth motion. she went absolutely nuts, her loud laughs turned to screams and her bucking was almost enough to break my grip, almost. i worked back down to her soles and continued to scratch in all directions, while my tongue found its way to the sweaty cracks between her toes. i was in absolute heaven as i tasted her sweet toes, her desperate laughter had me on the verge of exploding in my pants. i released her from my grip as soon as the look on her face turned to agony and her laughing started to turn to cries and tears were running down her face, yes, she is that exremely sensitive and ticklish.
needless to say, she wasn't very happy with me initially and moved away from me, where i was able to snap a few pics after the assault. she wasn't too mad, as she was letting me massage her feet less than a couple hours later.
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Thanks for sharing them here. 
