Most Planned-Out Tickle

[fattynugget]

Hey guys. My first post, but I've been frequenting this forum since forever and ever, Amen.

My Q for the 'lers is: what is your most "satisfying" tickle to date, in the sense that you thought about and thought about how this person would react to the tickling and you strategized day and night about where to tickle and how to "set up" the circumstances to sneak in the tickling.

I'll go on and say my most "satifying" tickle was one of my (older, but still kinda hot) college teachers who ALWAYS dangles--barefeet or stockings. FINALLY, she had on some 'heels with no straps (mules?)'. Anyway, I was in her office talking about how she should have given me a higher grade than my 92, and she joked about how I should get over it--cuz she even LOST my old test by then (this was like a semester AFTER that test). I made some comment about getting even, and... (Angels sang) I quickly reached down toward her left foot... Her left leg was crossed over the right, with that shoe dangling in all its spendor... and that left sole calling me... due to all that 'separation' (my term for the 'space' that's created between the shoe and the sole during a dangle)...

Her sole was soft and warm... and I must admit, I was so caught up in the moment that I forget to look at her face to gauge her reaction. I do believe she moved her foot a bit away with my touch, and giggled 'more' (for she was already in mid-laugh when I made my move).

... um... I... need to be alone with that memory for a second--someone else talk!

 

[Michael514]

My very first plotted and planned tickle was when I was about 12 years old. There was this cashier that worked at a corner store. She always wore jeans, tan stockings, and sandles. I had the biggest tickle crush on her. I waited for about a couple of weeks and in that time I noticed at around 6:30-7:00P.M. the place was usually empty and the manager stepped out for a bite to eat. I had to get on the subject of shoes so I could get her to remove it. Well my plan of attack came on Mon. when I got my allowance. I went up there about 6:30 and the place was empty. We talked and she offered me her seat and she stood up to light a cigarette. I asked her about her shoes and I said how different they looked. She said that these were handmade by her boyfriend. I asked if I could see one and at first she said no because her feet were dirty but after I asked again she did. She lifted up her right leg and I removed her sandle, I told her I liked them and asked if I could put it back on. She lifted her leg and this time I dropped her shoe and quickly TICKLED HER STOCKINGED FOOT! She let out a loud scream and laugh, spat out her cigarette and turned completely around laughing. Now with her back to me I was able to place her foot in between my thighs, squeezed them together and now I was able to tickle her stockinged foot with both hands. I TICKLED HER FOOT,SHE LAUGHED AND BEGGED, AND I KEPT SAYING COOCHIE-COOCHIE-COOOOOOOO!!!! I tickled her for about 5 min. until the next customer pulled into the parking lot. She let me tickle her foot a couple of more times that evening and she still laughed. She told me that her boyfriend is always tickling her feet and that she is beginning to enjoy it. A few weeks later I came into the store and she said her dad passed away then she left and I never saw her again. After that I had plenty of females that I plotted and planned to tickle on their feet. Many of which succeeded! Good question.

 

[Knox The Hatter]

OH, man...

I wouldn't know where to begin. I've had so many of these instances in my life, that I really couldn't choose just one.

However, I do remember one from way back when that I planned and anticipated for quite some time.

There was a girl across the street from me, she was taller than me, very good looking, but with some emotional problems. I had a swimming pool in my backyard, not inground, but one of those stand up things, about somewhere between fifteen and twenty feet in diameter. Something like that. I invited her over and over again to go into the pool (Knoxxie's foot fetish always burned brightly; I couldn't WAIT to see what lovely tootsies she had to offer). Well, finally she did come over. A tall, big boned girl, her feet were huge, with a very long, curved second toe (uncommon enough to be sexy). Well, there I am, I'm thinking, well, this is the day! So, when the moment arrived, she was sitting on a lounge chair, with those big feetsies just sticking out, and I come over, and grab it, and...

Nothing.

She wasn't ticklish. Anywhere on her body. I think I remember this one so well all these years later, because this was the first time this kind of thing ever happened. There were many more dead feet I would encounter, but this particular close encounter of the disappointing kind just sticks out.

Good thing: I'd say out of all the feet I've encountered in such a fashion, I've known more that are than aren't. Life Is Good.

 

[Michael514]

My goodness how could I forget. I am now plotting and planning a TICKLE ATTACK! You see a few years ago I had an appointment with my cardiologist. She was pleased about my test results, well one thing lead to another and I ended up tickling her stockinged foot. She laughed and giggled and I ended up tickling both feet. I know she enjoyed it. My last visit wasn't so good so when I see her Friday and she still isn't pleased I am going to tell her simply." I'll make a deal with you, if I can get my weight,blood pressure,and cholesterol lowered then I get to take those beautiful feet of yours and give them a good rubbing and tickling, MY WAY". I have memmorized this statement and I will get my courage up to say it. If she agrees then I have some work to do!! Also I am working on tickling this waitress at this breakfast place. She is a neighbor about 10 houses away from me. She lives with her family. She is 25, looks like Law and Orders Elizabeth Rohm, 5'8"and beautiful blue eyes. She got a night job working at a restaraunt as a waitress and ahe invited me up there and if I drink she would give me a ride home. Her's the plan. When we get to the car I'll bring up the subject about shoes and tell her that my sister is on her feet all day and they are killing her and she wants a good pair of tennis shoes. As she sits in the driver side I'll ask her if her shoes are comfortable and to let me see one. If she does then I'll look at it like I'm interested and then ask to put it back on. When I do I'll grab her ankle and TICKLE her foot and ask her if she is ticklish. If she laughs and goes crazy I'll tickle the hell out of her! Thanx I hope to give a POSITIVE TICKLE REPORT to you fellow ticklers and ticklees!

 

[Mimi]

While I would have to sit and think for a while to come up with an appropriate response to your question, I did at least want to pop in and say....



We're happy to have you as an official member of our forum!

Mimi 😉

 

[toyou444]

Thinking back on most of my experiences they have been planned in one form or another. I don't think I could pick any one as the best or most planned though.

There was one time, freshman year of college, that a good friend of mine from high school had been placed with a roommate that was one of the most ticklish girls I ever met. She had a lot of other problems though, not the least of which was she hated to leave their room. I always wanted to see just how ticklish she was so I had to work out a way to get her by herself...not an easy task when she was either in class or in the room, and if my friend wasn't their it was going to appear odd if I wanted to hang out without her.

As luck would have it everything came together one Friday night. I was with my friend in another drom and left to back to mine and go to bed. For some reason I changed my mind and decided to chance going to see Kathy (the roommate). She was in the room and invited me in to wait for my friend (who I knew wasn't coming any time soon).

She was laying on her bed and I pulled a desk chair up and sat there and we talked about how she missed home and wanted to transfer (she did after that first semester). As we were shooting the breeze I quoted a movie and she didn't get the reference so I explained and she said she didn't care for the comedian involved. I knew this was my chance. I said that comedy was like being ticklish. "Are you ticklish?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Yes" she responded quickly. "Well," I continued "some people are ticklish and some people arent. Some people like a particualr kind of comedy and others dont. For example if you're ticklish on your feet..." and I tickled her foot as she jumped and giggled "...you may NOT be ticklish on your leg." and I tickled her knee to much less of a response.

She said she kind of understood and I cock an eyebrow and asked how ticklish she really was. She started laughing and said very as I grabbed her sides for a few seconds and then went back to her feet again for a second before stopping. She laughed and told me I was crazy! LOL

I decided I had pushed my luck enough and headed out before my friend came back. And that was the last chance I ever had to tickle her.

I have a couple more that I'll post later.

~ toyou

 

[toyou444]

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[Knox The Hatter]

. I said that comedy was like being ticklish. "Are you ticklish?" I asked, already knowing the answer. "Yes" she responded quickly. "Well," I continued "some people are ticklish and some people arent. Some people like a particualr kind of comedy and others dont. For example if you're ticklish on your feet..." and I tickled her foot as she jumped and giggled "...you may NOT be ticklish on your leg." and I tickled her knee to much less of a response.

You know, Toyou, that's very good. No, that's ingenious...

 

[some1somewhere]

Toyou, I think I am going to have to try that line sometime!

 

[toyou444]

Glad to be of assistance! I used that one many times.

And on a side note...it is true!

~ toyou