Linda and Jeannie,.....

[PiedPiper]

--- Y'know, one of the strangest aspects of having a foot- and tickling fetish -- even with all the good fortune I've had -- has been dealing with my own deathly self-consciousness about it. And I've noticed that most of my girlfriends have been no where nearly as worried about how "weird" it is, as I was worrying about. Linda was the perfect example of this,.. completely innocent,... completely without pretense,... and completely open. It made me nervous, frankly. Linda had gorgeous feet,... she was extremely ticklish,.. and loved bondage scenarios. Perfect, eh?

--- Linda and I lived together on the Bay during the 80's,... and one summer a young friend of Linda's family came to visit us for a week. Jeannie was fresh out of college and looking to spend some time on the water and eat tons of seafood before getting on with her life. Good plan.

--- On the first night of Jeannie's visit, the three of us were sitting around after dinner,... having glasses of wine, etc,..... when Linda just suddenly blurted out, "M., you should check out Jeannie's feet,... they are so pretty."

--- I nearly had a convulsion. No,... I think I DID have a convulsion. Inwardly, at least. But the moment belonged to the girls. Linda immediately followed up her comment by announcing to Jeannie, "M. loves women's feet,....." I was searching for a hole in the floor into which I could plummet.

--- "Oh, he does, does he?" the young blond beauty rejoined,.... zero concern for "weirdness," ... and she immediately kicked off her Topsiders and placed her feet on my lap. "What do you think?" she inquired. The bare feet on my lap were exquisite,... I was having trouble just breathing, and by now, Linda was laughing her ass off. She bounced out of her chair and joined Jeannie and myself on the sofa,.... leaning over me to inspect Jeannie's feet more closely.

--- "He likes to tickle my feet," Linda reported. "Are your feet ticklish?" and she scrabbled her fingertips over Jeanie's soles. Jeannie recoiled with sufficient force to bruise my balls,..... but her laughter was happy and easygoing. I felt myself getting a grip again. And Linda finally showed a little recognition of my own discomfiture,..... nudging me in the ribs,... "Oh, c'mon, M...... let's tickle her feet.

--- And so we did. Linda and I tickled Jeannie's feet,..... then Jeannie and I tickled Linda's feet. As wonderful experiences go, this was one of the best. Beautiful feet got tickled for about five minutes or so,.... and I think some form of "erotic exhaustion" set in at that point. We laughed and kidded and opened another bottle of wine,... then watched Hepburn and Bogart in "The African Queen." Towards the end of the movie, Jeannie wondered aloud if Bogart had ever tickled Hepburn's feet. "She needed it," Jeannie concluded.

 

[milagros317]

What a wonderful experience! Thanks for sharing it. 😀

 

[PiedPiper]

As always, Mils,....

---- I appreciate your comments,.... and I told you a while back that I had a lot of stories to recount. I'm getting there slowly, eh? And just by the way,... there will be a sequel to the Linda & Jeannie story. The night did not really end with "The African Queen" ... and I was not the only one who lovingly admired Jeannie's beautiful feet. Linda was capable of a few surprises, herself.

 

[boxleitnerb]

Man what are you waiting for? My mouth is basically watering right now 😀

 

[PiedPiper]

"Waiting for?"

Man what are you waiting for? My mouth is basically watering right now 😀

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---Does writing these stories look easy? It's not. It's not easy. But I'm glad you liked it,....... I'll try to get it in gear again shortly. I think it will be worth waiting for. Thanks.

 

[PiedPiper]

Ok, Box,..... Here's what happened......

---As Linda and I settled into our bedroom for the evening. she teased and chided me for not kissing Jeannie's beautiful feet during our earlier tickling game ..("I know you wanted to" she said) I seem to recall objecting that Jeannie was a young girl (we were in our thirties),... a houseguest,.. and the daughter of a family friend. There were propriety issues. "Besides," I told Linda,.. "I can kiss YOUR feet all night if I want to."

---"Yeah," Linda pouted,.... "But I can't."

---"WHAT??" Linda had just tossed me a curveball.

---"Well, you always seem to have so much fun kissing my feet,..." Linda began, speaking slowly and very tentatively.... and I can definitely appreciate how pretty Jeannie's feet were. I'd like to see what it's like." She sounded embarrassed at what she had just said.

---My reaction could have been summed up with the philosophical insight, "HOLY CRAP" Instead, I asked Linda what she was suggesting? (Actually Linda had once confided to me that she'd had a brief experience with a girlfriend while in school, so only the foot part of this exchange came as a surprise to me.)

---Linda proceeded to tell me that she did not see why we couldn't quietly sneak down the hallway and at least give Jeannie's bare feet a "goodnight kiss." Obviously I did not require a lot of convincing,.... I peered out the bedroom door,.. listened carefully for a few seconds,.. and determined that it just might be safe,... and I said as much to Linda. Then she hit me with the other curveball. She dug into our "toys" drawer, produced one of our lengths of 5/8" braided line, and asked if I would tie her hands behind her back before we launched into our little scam. Okay. She said simply that that was the way she wanted it to be. Okay.

--- I bound Linda's wrists behind her back, and we headed for the hallway,.... but before we left the bedroom, I turned her around, embraced her fiercely and kissed her as passionately as I know how,..... "Are you really into this?" I asked. She only nodded,.... her eyes were bright, and her grin would have illuminated the SuperDome. Down the hallway we went. Strangely, I was still fully clothed,.... Linda was only wearing the rope around her wrists.

---At this point, our mission actually became ridiculously easy. Jeannie had had her share of the wine, to be sure,.... and she was already sleeping soundly,.... face-down,.... and her big, beautiful feet already partially protruded from beneath the blanket..... Upon seeing them, Linda turned and positively beamed at me,.... I don't think I'd ever seen her look more delighted.

--- As Linda's hands were tied, I had to help her to her knees at the foot of the bed,.. then I knelt down, as well. Linda faced Jeannie's left foot,.... I had the right. Linda's grin was getting damn near explosive,... but she whispered, "Ok,... show me what to do." (Dear God, I must have led a good life)

--- A little light filtered in from the hallway,... and I'd brought a small penlight, as well. I responded to Linda's invitation by finally "checking out" Jeannie's feet in scant, secretive and completely magically low light, and may I say, "Oh God." All my thirty-five years' worth of girlfriends and wives had beautiful feet. Linda had beautiful feet. Dory had beautiful feet. Susan had beautiful feet. But my mind actually reeled at the sight of our young 22-yr-old guest's bare feet. Perhaps Linda noticed that I paused in awe,...I don't know. (Maybe Linda was in awe, too. Heh heh) I leaned in to place a delicate kiss under the curl of Jeannie's delicious toes. My senses were immediately jolted by the combination of creamy softness and leather-cologne fragrance,...... I'm sure I was shaking, and I just looked over at Linda and said, "Your turn." She actually giggled out loud, and I shushed her.

--- Linda mimicked my kiss under the curl of Jeannie's toes,.. and that provided us with a happy routine for our "game." I licked the full length of Jeannie's right sole,.... Linda licked the full length of the left sole. I sucked a little toe,..... Linda sucked a little toe. Occasionally one of Jeannie's feet would stir or twitch,..... Linda and I would look at each other conspiratorily and giggle,.... I wanted to get further into the tickling potential here, and I stroked Jeannie's sole with my fingertip,..... the foot flinched adorably,.. but Alas,... Linda's hands were tied behind her back, and she couldn't do any tickling. But we couldn't risk discovery,.... so out-and-out tickling was not the way to go,.... But we certainly kissed those feet a lot.

--- After a few minutes of this, I felt that it was important for me to do something reassuring for my girlfriend,...... so I gently slid Jeannie's right foot over to where Linda laved dreamily on the left one,... and I said, "They're all yours." I then dropped down onto the floor, and began tickling Linda's feet,.... not egregious tickling,... just a gentle licking. Linda was far more ticklish than Jeannie had been,.... and she had to remain silent, lest she be inadvertently discovered bound, naked and with Jeannie's toes in her mouth. That was about it,....... I helped Linda back to her feet,.... and we left the sleeping and undisturbed Jeannie to her dreams,.... but by God, I'd LOVE to know what those dreams were.

--- Back in our bedroom, I untied Linda's hands and she immediately assaulted me,..... but that was Ok, since I immediately assaulted her, too. It was sort of a "mutual assault." And no lengthy romance here,.... five minutes,... tops. We were giddy, ok? As I was kissing Linda, she asked me if her lips smelled like Jeannie's feet. I said, "didn't you want them to?" We had a good night.

 

[PiedPiper]

Oh, by the way, Box,....

--- This little incident with Linda and Jeannie mainly served to highlight Linda's receptivity to play with the fairer sex,... and to foot-fetish play, especially. We talked about it afterwards. A few months later, Linda and I were at a big "media party" in Richmond, and a hot blonde radio personality was hitting on Linda bigtime,... she even came up to me and told me that my girlfriend was really pretty,.... and maybe the three of us could have a drink after the party. Well,... you don't exactly have to hit me in the head with a two-by-four. Our little radio gal was named Angie, and she joined us at our hotel that very night. I guess my next True Tickling Story will be "Linda and Angie" Watch for it.

 

[sole seeker]

Another outstanding post! I love to read your stories.

 

[PiedPiper]

Thanks, sole,.......

--- Y'know, I love just waching your sig animation,..... our tastes obviously run somewhat parallel, eh? I still have one more little tale about my experiences with Linda,.... and it was the only time I ever lied to her - though in a good cause. A co-worker of mine at the newspaper,.. pretty California blonde,.. was also so wide-open and off-the-wall that she was game for almost anything, and she and I had a bit of a past, ourselves, ok? I told her about Linda, and asked her how well she thought she could "act the part" of a woman consumed by a yet-unrequited desire to explore foot- and tickling fetishism with another woman's feet. She laughed, blushed, shook her head at me,.. and then said she thought she could pull it off.

--- I really didn't set out to be devious,.... but since Linda had confided her curiosity about the attraction to a woman's feet,... I couldn't help but wonder how she would react to having another woman say exactly the same thing to her. Utilizing a careful array of cover stories, I explained Sasha's "plight" to Linda and, after a bout of shy giggling and follow-up questions, the deal was done. Sasha would be our weekend guest at Linda's little country house. It was a memorable weekend.

 

[isabeau]

damn awesome stuff Pied....and eeks....remember...you don't know who this is.....isabeau is not here not really..it's a figment of your imagination...

 

[vsa7a]

damn. must of been best times in ya life eh?

 

[giggle-maker]

really...you...god...



I mean are God!