Toesheldback
1st Level Red Feather
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My friend (I’ll call her X here) is a tickler. I might have posted about her here before.. she greets people with rib tickles. Male and female. She and I have talked about how ticklish she is. Medium ticklish on her ribs, horribly ticklish on her feet.
My wife and I moved three years ago from a big city to a small town, and we are both active in the community, so we know almost everyone. X is a business owner in this town, and we see her nearly every day. As a lover of f/f tickling, I’ve often thought - wouldn’t it be great to have a female partner in crime? I could playfully hold a girl down, and she could could tickle her to death?
Well, yesterday X and I were at the local club, and as I was posed talking to someone with my arms slightly elevated, I felt fingers snaking into my armpit, wiggling there. I’m not ticklish there, but even without turning around, I knew it must be X. I turned to her, called her a brat, and tickled her ribs from behind. She raised her arms up, so as to give me better access to her ribs. I tickled her ribs for about 5 seconds as she giggled.
The signs were all there in the past, but yesterday cemented it for me. X loves tickling people and being tickled.
I’m married to a ticklish woman, and X tickles her too. X is dating a good buddy of mine, so there will never be any hanky panky between us. But I’m certain I’ve meet my partner in crime, and the f/f possibilities are endless.
Game on…
My wife and I moved three years ago from a big city to a small town, and we are both active in the community, so we know almost everyone. X is a business owner in this town, and we see her nearly every day. As a lover of f/f tickling, I’ve often thought - wouldn’t it be great to have a female partner in crime? I could playfully hold a girl down, and she could could tickle her to death?
Well, yesterday X and I were at the local club, and as I was posed talking to someone with my arms slightly elevated, I felt fingers snaking into my armpit, wiggling there. I’m not ticklish there, but even without turning around, I knew it must be X. I turned to her, called her a brat, and tickled her ribs from behind. She raised her arms up, so as to give me better access to her ribs. I tickled her ribs for about 5 seconds as she giggled.
The signs were all there in the past, but yesterday cemented it for me. X loves tickling people and being tickled.
I’m married to a ticklish woman, and X tickles her too. X is dating a good buddy of mine, so there will never be any hanky panky between us. But I’m certain I’ve meet my partner in crime, and the f/f possibilities are endless.
Game on…
