This short experience happened when i was about 18 or 19.
There was a pretty girl (lets call her Keira) that I was friends with that lived aroung the corner on the same street as me. We werent very close but we were cool with each other and would speak but never really had any long conversations.
One summer day I was walking around the block by myself and noticed Keira outside her house sitting in her pickup truck on the drivers side with the door open talking on the phone. As i got closer to the truck I was stopping to speak and noticed her pretty legs and barefeett.
I spoke and she smiled and said "hey" and continued to talk on the phone. I started to walk off but didnt wanna leave the pretty left leg and foot that i was now so close to so I sat down on that small spot below the driver's seat.
She payed me no attention and continued to talk as my mind raced trying to think of an excuse to grab her foot, then it came to me. Her feet were on the rubber car mat which was slightly covered in small rocks and dirt.
As i reached and grabbed her ankle she gave no resistance and rested her leg over my right shoulder whick put her left foot slightly off the truck floor and above my lap.
Now as I held her left leg, which was amazingly soft by the way, with my right hand I used my left hand to brush the dirt from the sole and toes of her foot. I noticed her foot flinch but she didnt laugh or pull away. So i repeated the wipe and her fot flinched again and she looked down @ me and said "stop that tickles" and pulled away a little and said "my foot is going to get dirty again as soon as u leave anyway"
Of course this didnt matter to me and I pulled her foot back to me and wiped with my palm a couple more time but got no reaction from her foot but she smiled @ me and shook her head as if to say go ahead and have your fun.
She got back to her phone conversation as I continued to wiper her sole with my palm. I enjoyed this for a couple minutes, as I think she did also, but of course I wanted to really test her out.
I switched from palm wipes to light, slow spider tickles on her arch to wich her foot flinched back and foth a little bit and drew another small smile along with an eye roll and her shaking her head again(probably thinking how silly i was). Little did she know i was having the time of my life sitting there tickling one of the prettiest, softest(probally size 6) foot i had ever touched.
As she stayed on the phone i tickled a little harder but it didnt seem to affect her as she sitll just moved her foot back and forth a little. It wasnt until I movet my fingers up to the ball of her foot and spider tickled there that her foot now jerked violently and she pulled her foot away and placed it back on the mat and again looked down @ me and smiled.
So I again grabbed her foot and wiped it and began to tickle her arch for a few min before i moved my hand back up to the ball of her foot to which she struggled for a sec then pulled away again with the same smile and placed her foot back on the mat.
We repeated this sequence for what seemed like an eternity to me but was really only about 5 or 10 minutes until a buddy of mine walked up.
Boy what a wonderful few minutes it was for me!
Sorry for the length, i just get a little excited and wordy when i flash back to a foot tickle memory. hope you all like it anyway
There was a pretty girl (lets call her Keira) that I was friends with that lived aroung the corner on the same street as me. We werent very close but we were cool with each other and would speak but never really had any long conversations.
One summer day I was walking around the block by myself and noticed Keira outside her house sitting in her pickup truck on the drivers side with the door open talking on the phone. As i got closer to the truck I was stopping to speak and noticed her pretty legs and barefeett.
I spoke and she smiled and said "hey" and continued to talk on the phone. I started to walk off but didnt wanna leave the pretty left leg and foot that i was now so close to so I sat down on that small spot below the driver's seat.
She payed me no attention and continued to talk as my mind raced trying to think of an excuse to grab her foot, then it came to me. Her feet were on the rubber car mat which was slightly covered in small rocks and dirt.
As i reached and grabbed her ankle she gave no resistance and rested her leg over my right shoulder whick put her left foot slightly off the truck floor and above my lap.
Now as I held her left leg, which was amazingly soft by the way, with my right hand I used my left hand to brush the dirt from the sole and toes of her foot. I noticed her foot flinch but she didnt laugh or pull away. So i repeated the wipe and her fot flinched again and she looked down @ me and said "stop that tickles" and pulled away a little and said "my foot is going to get dirty again as soon as u leave anyway"
Of course this didnt matter to me and I pulled her foot back to me and wiped with my palm a couple more time but got no reaction from her foot but she smiled @ me and shook her head as if to say go ahead and have your fun.
She got back to her phone conversation as I continued to wiper her sole with my palm. I enjoyed this for a couple minutes, as I think she did also, but of course I wanted to really test her out.
I switched from palm wipes to light, slow spider tickles on her arch to wich her foot flinched back and foth a little bit and drew another small smile along with an eye roll and her shaking her head again(probably thinking how silly i was). Little did she know i was having the time of my life sitting there tickling one of the prettiest, softest(probally size 6) foot i had ever touched.
As she stayed on the phone i tickled a little harder but it didnt seem to affect her as she sitll just moved her foot back and forth a little. It wasnt until I movet my fingers up to the ball of her foot and spider tickled there that her foot now jerked violently and she pulled her foot away and placed it back on the mat and again looked down @ me and smiled.
So I again grabbed her foot and wiped it and began to tickle her arch for a few min before i moved my hand back up to the ball of her foot to which she struggled for a sec then pulled away again with the same smile and placed her foot back on the mat.
We repeated this sequence for what seemed like an eternity to me but was really only about 5 or 10 minutes until a buddy of mine walked up.
Boy what a wonderful few minutes it was for me!
Sorry for the length, i just get a little excited and wordy when i flash back to a foot tickle memory. hope you all like it anyway
