The afternoon of Friday, July 27, 2007 I had my third play date with the female tickle buddy I met through The Tickling Media Forum. About the only problem I have regarding this is the lack of time to compose a detailed account for T.M.F. TRUE TICKLING STORIES readers. But I have to mention at least the following.
This time my attractive tickle friend wore a
flattering bikini. I restrained this sweet girl five ways during the 2-1/2 hours I tickled her and at one point blindfolded her. And despite the stories of tickling women my fingers could tell, I have to admit a pair of cheap electric toothbrushes I used on my lady ticklee got the best reactions.
I think it is safe to say, after attempting to tickle my tickle buddy nearly everywhere on her body, she is ticklish almost everywhere and 😀 very ticklish in almost all the best places. In my TRUE TICKLING STORIES write-up regarding our previous get-together on July 13th, I mentioned getting my tickle buddy to admit where she was most ticklish but did not tell you what she said. But for the sake of sharing my favorite aspect of this July 27th encounter, I now reveal my friend is most ticklish on her
feet.
Yes, her FEET.
FEET.
FEET.
I like the aesthetic of tickling a woman's bare feet that I've restrained side by side. But at one point after tying my buddy face down in the "Y" position, legs apart/arms together, I was working either foot at a time and realizing she was struggling more than when I tickled both her bare footies. As my tickle buddy begged me to stop, I improvised a game.
"Say, 'Please,'" I commanded.
"Please," she said between laughter and gasps.
"You didn't ask nice enough," I told her, not relenting on the tickle torture. "Make it, 'Pretty Please.'"
"Pretty please," she said.
"Still not nice enough," I said. "Now you have to make it, 'Pretty please with sugar on top.'"
Folks, by time two and a half hours passed and I finally finished
tickling my female tickle friend, she was asking me to stop tickling either foot with, "Pretty please with sugar on top. And whipped cream and a cherry. And chocolate syrup and sprinkles."
This time my attractive tickle friend wore a
flattering bikini. I restrained this sweet girl five ways during the 2-1/2 hours I tickled her and at one point blindfolded her. And despite the stories of tickling women my fingers could tell, I have to admit a pair of cheap electric toothbrushes I used on my lady ticklee got the best reactions. I think it is safe to say, after attempting to tickle my tickle buddy nearly everywhere on her body, she is ticklish almost everywhere and 😀 very ticklish in almost all the best places. In my TRUE TICKLING STORIES write-up regarding our previous get-together on July 13th, I mentioned getting my tickle buddy to admit where she was most ticklish but did not tell you what she said. But for the sake of sharing my favorite aspect of this July 27th encounter, I now reveal my friend is most ticklish on her
feet. Yes, her FEET.
FEET.
FEET.
I like the aesthetic of tickling a woman's bare feet that I've restrained side by side. But at one point after tying my buddy face down in the "Y" position, legs apart/arms together, I was working either foot at a time and realizing she was struggling more than when I tickled both her bare footies. As my tickle buddy begged me to stop, I improvised a game.
"Say, 'Please,'" I commanded.
"Please," she said between laughter and gasps.
"You didn't ask nice enough," I told her, not relenting on the tickle torture. "Make it, 'Pretty Please.'"
"Pretty please," she said.
"Still not nice enough," I said. "Now you have to make it, 'Pretty please with sugar on top.'"
Folks, by time two and a half hours passed and I finally finished
tickling my female tickle friend, she was asking me to stop tickling either foot with, "Pretty please with sugar on top. And whipped cream and a cherry. And chocolate syrup and sprinkles."
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coax her to say "Pretty please," and so on!
