I was in third grade and just change to a different school. Didn't know anyone and I was pissed about moving. My mom quickly got to know people in the neighborhood and actually became friends with our next door neighbors. Our parents figure, " Oh there kids let them play nintendo and they'll be friends". The neighbors had a daughter that was a year older. I curse that logic but it was true this time. Is it bad that I really wanted to tickle her feet at that age? Anyway, we were playing Super Mario 3 on the NES. Really wanted to tickle her but was really embarrassed about doing to a stranger, that and our parents were around. We started hanging out a lot after that and I was trying to work up a reason to tickle her. One time we were playing hide and go seek with my little sister, my sister being the seeker. I had this like header unit on my bed that served as a book shelf and stuck out into my closet a little. It was hollow on the bottom, just big enough for the two of us. I told her to leave her shoes in another room so we could mislead my sister, and she did. Alright so we get to our hiding space, I go in first and position myself so we're facing each other. She comes in and I place my hand right where her foot was going to land. She looked up and whispers, "Ah, don't tickle. I'm really ticklish." So I withdrew my hand, God that was hard, and apologized for that "accident". She was wearing socks, the nice thin kind. My sister found us and we played on but that was not my last attempt.
I went over to watch T.V. with her in her moms room, we were watching, Ghostwriter if you remember that. Her mom came in to tell us that she was going out and would be back in a bit. "Perfect" I thought to myself, I'm so devious. Anyway, she leaves and my mind is working to find a reason. I really don't like to have shoes on the bed and had reason for her take them off anyway. I tell her, " You know I hate having shoes on the bed, it's where you sleep. Have you ever had a foot message?"
"Nope", she says.
"You want one".
"Sure".
My heart was racing and to most kids thats the affect asking for a kiss gives people. She takes of her boots, she had hiking boots on for some reason, in Texas. I didn't like bare feet then but I found socks attractive so I told her to keep them on. She did, and gave me her feet. I started off with a massage as promised letting enough time pass to actually start tickling. Her feet were so warm and they felt really good to hold, sounds weird but its what I thought. I gave her the best massage a 3rd grader could give, and in my mind I was a pro. I switched feet before tickling, ran my thumb up and down her arches, sides of the heel, and the top of the foot by toes. Finally I struck! I started tickling lightly so she wouldn't pull away completely. She started giggling but no protests. I was working in some tickles in to the massage, she was SO ticklish on her arches. Then I just completely started tickling her and still no protesting. She was laughing really hard, I thought they would hear us at my house. After like 5 min. I stopped and ask her if she liked her massage.
"Yeah, you should give another one again sometime," she said.
"Your kind of ticklish, huh?"
"Alittle".
"I don't think your just ticklish on your feet".
She clamped her armpits shut, I just smile. I start wiggling my fingers into her armpits, I was getting in. She let out a laugh that was louder than before and I mean loud. I had to stop and regain focus because eardrums were about to blow. We went at it again, this time the laughter was a little more tolerable. She fought alot more for her armpits. I was also a 3rd grade pro bull rider after that day. 2 min. and I had my fill; we wrestled around after that and went on to watch more T.V.
Sorry guys I'm not in to the whole text laughter. I know I wasn't really descriptive but I really need to sleep and trust me it was something memorable. Thanks to whoever reads this and I hope to see some cool stories on here. I got a couple left but after that its the biggest dry spell for anyone to have...except the 40 yr old virgin. That guy had it rough.
Oh, gimme construtive criticism," learn some grammar, bitch".
I went over to watch T.V. with her in her moms room, we were watching, Ghostwriter if you remember that. Her mom came in to tell us that she was going out and would be back in a bit. "Perfect" I thought to myself, I'm so devious. Anyway, she leaves and my mind is working to find a reason. I really don't like to have shoes on the bed and had reason for her take them off anyway. I tell her, " You know I hate having shoes on the bed, it's where you sleep. Have you ever had a foot message?"
"Nope", she says.
"You want one".
"Sure".
My heart was racing and to most kids thats the affect asking for a kiss gives people. She takes of her boots, she had hiking boots on for some reason, in Texas. I didn't like bare feet then but I found socks attractive so I told her to keep them on. She did, and gave me her feet. I started off with a massage as promised letting enough time pass to actually start tickling. Her feet were so warm and they felt really good to hold, sounds weird but its what I thought. I gave her the best massage a 3rd grader could give, and in my mind I was a pro. I switched feet before tickling, ran my thumb up and down her arches, sides of the heel, and the top of the foot by toes. Finally I struck! I started tickling lightly so she wouldn't pull away completely. She started giggling but no protests. I was working in some tickles in to the massage, she was SO ticklish on her arches. Then I just completely started tickling her and still no protesting. She was laughing really hard, I thought they would hear us at my house. After like 5 min. I stopped and ask her if she liked her massage.
"Yeah, you should give another one again sometime," she said.
"Your kind of ticklish, huh?"
"Alittle".
"I don't think your just ticklish on your feet".
She clamped her armpits shut, I just smile. I start wiggling my fingers into her armpits, I was getting in. She let out a laugh that was louder than before and I mean loud. I had to stop and regain focus because eardrums were about to blow. We went at it again, this time the laughter was a little more tolerable. She fought alot more for her armpits. I was also a 3rd grade pro bull rider after that day. 2 min. and I had my fill; we wrestled around after that and went on to watch more T.V.
Sorry guys I'm not in to the whole text laughter. I know I wasn't really descriptive but I really need to sleep and trust me it was something memorable. Thanks to whoever reads this and I hope to see some cool stories on here. I got a couple left but after that its the biggest dry spell for anyone to have...except the 40 yr old virgin. That guy had it rough.
Oh, gimme construtive criticism," learn some grammar, bitch".
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