powerplay110
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I know we have all posted stories from time to time about ex gf's, but this one I have to share..
I dated Jessica back in junior high. It was one of those silly teenage relationships. In fact, I never tickled her while we dated during that time, but we did talk about it one night.. It was one of those all night phone conversations. From what I remember, she wanted to know something and I refused to tell her. She threatened to tickle me to death. When I told her I would get my revenge, she said tried changing the conversation. Jess reluctantly admitted to having extremely ticklish sides and feet..
We kept in touch throughout the years, but the last few months I have paid her a visit. Jess is about 5'2, 150 lbs, with dark brown hair. She has the body of a female wrestler. She is strong, dominant, and very stubborn. She has had a difficult life. I feel bad for her so I help out as much as possible. She has 2 kids that she raises all on her own. A few weeks ago I was visiting her at her place. She was upset over something. I told her to kick back and relax. I started to massage her shoulders and back. She was enjoying it and started to relax. Afterwards, I told her to lie on the couch. I took her legs and put her feet on my lap. I rolled up her jeans and started rubbing her calfs. Her legs were very muscular... As I tugged on her sneaker laces, she protested about removing her shoes. I convinced her to relax. She was reluctant but agreed. I unlaced her sneakers and tugged them off, tossing them in the corning. Jess had a pair of white ankle socks on. Despite not being tall, her feet were huge! Size 10! As I rubbed her feet, she burst out laughing, giggling and squealing! Probably tho most ticklish feet I have ever seen! I took off her socks and Wow! Not only were her feet big, but thick. I dug into her soles. She laughed, pleaded, and squirmed all over the place. I would play "how long can you hold it" and tease her for the next hour. When I left, she was in a much better mood!
Despite living 50 miles away, I pay a visit to Jess as much as I can but at times its difficult. When she gets depressed or angry, I tell her I will be down to fix it!
I dated Jessica back in junior high. It was one of those silly teenage relationships. In fact, I never tickled her while we dated during that time, but we did talk about it one night.. It was one of those all night phone conversations. From what I remember, she wanted to know something and I refused to tell her. She threatened to tickle me to death. When I told her I would get my revenge, she said tried changing the conversation. Jess reluctantly admitted to having extremely ticklish sides and feet..
We kept in touch throughout the years, but the last few months I have paid her a visit. Jess is about 5'2, 150 lbs, with dark brown hair. She has the body of a female wrestler. She is strong, dominant, and very stubborn. She has had a difficult life. I feel bad for her so I help out as much as possible. She has 2 kids that she raises all on her own. A few weeks ago I was visiting her at her place. She was upset over something. I told her to kick back and relax. I started to massage her shoulders and back. She was enjoying it and started to relax. Afterwards, I told her to lie on the couch. I took her legs and put her feet on my lap. I rolled up her jeans and started rubbing her calfs. Her legs were very muscular... As I tugged on her sneaker laces, she protested about removing her shoes. I convinced her to relax. She was reluctant but agreed. I unlaced her sneakers and tugged them off, tossing them in the corning. Jess had a pair of white ankle socks on. Despite not being tall, her feet were huge! Size 10! As I rubbed her feet, she burst out laughing, giggling and squealing! Probably tho most ticklish feet I have ever seen! I took off her socks and Wow! Not only were her feet big, but thick. I dug into her soles. She laughed, pleaded, and squirmed all over the place. I would play "how long can you hold it" and tease her for the next hour. When I left, she was in a much better mood!
Despite living 50 miles away, I pay a visit to Jess as much as I can but at times its difficult. When she gets depressed or angry, I tell her I will be down to fix it!
