NYTickleguy
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- Feb 26, 2007
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Yesterday after work I went out for dinner and a few beers with some friends. The place is pretty cool, there is the restaurant and bar inside, but the bar extends outside onto a patio/garden area that overlooks the water. Really quite nice. As always we were having fun, joking around, etc. Around 9:00 a few of the people left and that put me alone with one girl, we'll call her Rose.
Now Rose knows about my penchant for tickling, and she thinks it's fine, but I never had the opportunity to tickle her before yesterday. Anyway, Rose and I were imbibing and shooting the breeze about life, she had on a sexy pair of heels and she was partaking in some shoe play (to which I was not complaining haha). She does not know I have a foot fetish, so I was doing my best not to stare hahaha.
It then started to rain, but we were underneath an outdoor roof right in the middle, so we were not getting wet. Everybody else that was outside quickly bolted inside, however. We were suddenly alone ...
Maybe it was the atmosphere (no witnesses ha), maybe it was the beverages, but I jumped at the opportunity and boldly asked if I could tickle her feet. She smiled coyly and asked me why? As if I hadn't already divulged the answer to that question to her haha. I told her I thought it would be fun, and I'd been curious for quite a while how ticklish she was. She took it in stride, removed her shoes, put her feet in my lap, and asked why it was I wanted to tickle her so badly. I was playing it pretty cool (in my opinion) and went into the spiel about how I don't know why I like tickling, can't explain it, all that good stuff.
With her feet in my lap she was babbling on about how she's very ticklish, telling me not to mind if her feet were a little stinky because she'd been wearing the heels all day. Blah blah blah hahaha I didn't care.
I dug right in as though it were dinner time. I started with some light scribbles under the toes and light wiggles down the sole. To her credit, she held in the laughter quite admirably at first, but I could immediately see the smile crack and hear her breathing rate increase. Then she lost it in a ridiculously cute series of giggles. She jumped right in with my favorite three words ... "you like that" (insert giggles between each word). I said I hated it but for some reason I was going to continue hahaha.
Her worst spot, by far, was underneath her toes. I definitely got the best reaction when tickling hard under the toes. The tops of her toes were also QUITE ticklish. The rest of the soles elicited good reactions, particularly the arch.
This all lasted I'd say about 5-10 minutes. It was tough to keep track of time, for some reason my brain wasn't thinking about time passing. For some reason. The rain died out, people began to filter back outside, and that was the end
Now Rose knows about my penchant for tickling, and she thinks it's fine, but I never had the opportunity to tickle her before yesterday. Anyway, Rose and I were imbibing and shooting the breeze about life, she had on a sexy pair of heels and she was partaking in some shoe play (to which I was not complaining haha). She does not know I have a foot fetish, so I was doing my best not to stare hahaha.
It then started to rain, but we were underneath an outdoor roof right in the middle, so we were not getting wet. Everybody else that was outside quickly bolted inside, however. We were suddenly alone ...
Maybe it was the atmosphere (no witnesses ha), maybe it was the beverages, but I jumped at the opportunity and boldly asked if I could tickle her feet. She smiled coyly and asked me why? As if I hadn't already divulged the answer to that question to her haha. I told her I thought it would be fun, and I'd been curious for quite a while how ticklish she was. She took it in stride, removed her shoes, put her feet in my lap, and asked why it was I wanted to tickle her so badly. I was playing it pretty cool (in my opinion) and went into the spiel about how I don't know why I like tickling, can't explain it, all that good stuff.
With her feet in my lap she was babbling on about how she's very ticklish, telling me not to mind if her feet were a little stinky because she'd been wearing the heels all day. Blah blah blah hahaha I didn't care.
I dug right in as though it were dinner time. I started with some light scribbles under the toes and light wiggles down the sole. To her credit, she held in the laughter quite admirably at first, but I could immediately see the smile crack and hear her breathing rate increase. Then she lost it in a ridiculously cute series of giggles. She jumped right in with my favorite three words ... "you like that" (insert giggles between each word). I said I hated it but for some reason I was going to continue hahaha.
Her worst spot, by far, was underneath her toes. I definitely got the best reaction when tickling hard under the toes. The tops of her toes were also QUITE ticklish. The rest of the soles elicited good reactions, particularly the arch.
This all lasted I'd say about 5-10 minutes. It was tough to keep track of time, for some reason my brain wasn't thinking about time passing. For some reason. The rain died out, people began to filter back outside, and that was the end
