Skipping ahead to Junior year of college, I met a girl named Alison. She was a small 5' girl with large breasts and cute size 6 feet. She was a fun-loving girl with a bit of a goth/gamer girl in her. Alison hated wearing socks so she went around in sandals or bare feet whenever she could get away with it, which made for some fun experiences 😉 She hated her feet though, saying they were too big. I had to disagree, I thought her size 6 was rather cute 🙂 But I digress.
I can't quite remember how I found out Alison was ticklish, I believe I just poked her in the side at one point after a comment one day. The reaction was amazing. 🙂 Alison is one of those "hyper ticklish" girls who die if you so much as touch them. But thankfully for me, she was also real flirty - so she got poked a lot.
The most memorable time was one evening when me, her, and a group of friends were sitting in the lounge together. We were chatting about something when somehow, a pillow fight started up. We all starting wrestling and bashing each other with pillows till at one point I remember seeing Alison's foot sticking out of the pile. Feeling mischievous, I grabbed it and assaulted her arch with five of my fingers. That got a reaction! 🙂
"Eeeek! HAHAHshahahahap!!!" She squealed and flailed about like she had been electrocuted.
"Haha, I didn't know your feet were ticklish Alison." I gave her a mischievous smile. I tighter my grip on her foot.
"Don't you dare!" She tried to kick loose but I grabbed that foot too. I ran a single finger quickly up from her heel to her toes causing her toes to fan out and her to give a high pitched giggle. Alison stuck her tongue out at me and threw her pillow at my face. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up so I pinned her legs with mine and used both hands to tickle her arches.
"HAHAHAHA!!! NOOOooahahaha!" Alison rolled back and forth as much as she was able. Her laughter quickly turned into high pitched squeals the more I tickled her foot.
We were still in the common lounge so I looked up to see if anyone was watching us. Sure enough, I noticed more than a few people were staring at us. I was worried for a moment, but they were smiling so I felt sure they approved of my torturing the ticklish girl. 🙂 I called over James, one of my friends, and had him hold down her arms.
"Now you're really in for in!" I said smiling. James tickled her armpit quickly and Alison squealed, rocking from side to side, trying to escape. "Sooo, are your toes ticklish…?"
"Nooo! Pleahahaha, don't touch my toes!" I ignored her 🙂 I used a hand to hold her foot still and with the other, tickled those toes to death. Alison went crazy with laughter.
HAHAHAHAH!!! It'sahahahah Toooahahahamuchahahaha!!! I found that slipping my fingers in between her toes absolutely killed her. James was holding her upper body down and tickling her armpits now and then. I would know because Alison would squeal even louder. 🙂
We tickled her for awhile till she was a screaming mess of giggles and laughter and we finally had some pity. Alison just lay there on the floor, exhausted for five minutes before she got her breath back. Amy, one of the other girls there, started things again by playful hitting James with a pillow. James grabbed a pillow of his own and they started fighting. Alison decided she was getting bored and grabbed on to Amy's legs so she couldn't move anywhere, helping James out. Amy wasn't going to have any of that. She grabbed Alison's foot and raked her nails over her arch. Alison squealed and let go, flailing about.
Hahaha no hahahah fair! Alison tried to tickle Amy back but she was by far the more ticklish of the two. The nails of Amy just reeked havoc over Alison's poor little foot. She found a spot by the balls of her foot that drove her into a protective, giggling ball.
I was certainly enjoying watching two pretty girls tickling each other, but I wasn't about to miss out on the fun. I got behind Alison and gave her a jab in the ribs. "Eeeek!" She collapsed back into me, still giggling. "Here, let me hold her arms for you." I said to Amy. I grabbed hold of Alison's flailing arms and puled them back, leaving her sensitive armpits open for Amy to attack.
Amy reached into Alison's t-shirt and began raking her nails over her armpits. "NOOOOAHAHAH!" Alison went wild with laughter, bucking and doing her best to run away. The nails were just destroying her at this point, she was laughing so hard she was almost crying. After a minute or two Amy stopped and let Alison catch her breath. She just lay there on the ground panting, but she was smiling so I knew she hadn't minded all that much.
There was some most playful tickling that went on for the next half an hour or so. Alison's feet tended to be my favorite target since they were so cute and and they resulted in such a great reaction, how could I pass it up? She didn't guard them at all, which was great too. She always seemed to leave them close by 🙂
It was great fun in a pillow fight too because we were mostly fighting on our knees which meant that her pretty bare feet were facing up. Several times I snuck up behind her while she was fighting someone else and tickled those feet. Alison would shriek and fall over into a giggling mess of cute. This left her wide open for me and often enough, the person she was fighting, to tickle her crazy.
Eventually I got worried about the amount of noise we were making and I stopped snatching up her feet every excuse she gave me. It was definitely a very fun tickling memory of her however. And even better, there were plenty more to follow! Lol, I tickled that girl so much over the next year. I'll have to write some of them down later.
I can't quite remember how I found out Alison was ticklish, I believe I just poked her in the side at one point after a comment one day. The reaction was amazing. 🙂 Alison is one of those "hyper ticklish" girls who die if you so much as touch them. But thankfully for me, she was also real flirty - so she got poked a lot.
The most memorable time was one evening when me, her, and a group of friends were sitting in the lounge together. We were chatting about something when somehow, a pillow fight started up. We all starting wrestling and bashing each other with pillows till at one point I remember seeing Alison's foot sticking out of the pile. Feeling mischievous, I grabbed it and assaulted her arch with five of my fingers. That got a reaction! 🙂
"Eeeek! HAHAHshahahahap!!!" She squealed and flailed about like she had been electrocuted.
"Haha, I didn't know your feet were ticklish Alison." I gave her a mischievous smile. I tighter my grip on her foot.
"Don't you dare!" She tried to kick loose but I grabbed that foot too. I ran a single finger quickly up from her heel to her toes causing her toes to fan out and her to give a high pitched giggle. Alison stuck her tongue out at me and threw her pillow at my face. This was too good of an opportunity to pass up so I pinned her legs with mine and used both hands to tickle her arches.
"HAHAHAHA!!! NOOOooahahaha!" Alison rolled back and forth as much as she was able. Her laughter quickly turned into high pitched squeals the more I tickled her foot.
We were still in the common lounge so I looked up to see if anyone was watching us. Sure enough, I noticed more than a few people were staring at us. I was worried for a moment, but they were smiling so I felt sure they approved of my torturing the ticklish girl. 🙂 I called over James, one of my friends, and had him hold down her arms.
"Now you're really in for in!" I said smiling. James tickled her armpit quickly and Alison squealed, rocking from side to side, trying to escape. "Sooo, are your toes ticklish…?"
"Nooo! Pleahahaha, don't touch my toes!" I ignored her 🙂 I used a hand to hold her foot still and with the other, tickled those toes to death. Alison went crazy with laughter.
HAHAHAHAH!!! It'sahahahah Toooahahahamuchahahaha!!! I found that slipping my fingers in between her toes absolutely killed her. James was holding her upper body down and tickling her armpits now and then. I would know because Alison would squeal even louder. 🙂
We tickled her for awhile till she was a screaming mess of giggles and laughter and we finally had some pity. Alison just lay there on the floor, exhausted for five minutes before she got her breath back. Amy, one of the other girls there, started things again by playful hitting James with a pillow. James grabbed a pillow of his own and they started fighting. Alison decided she was getting bored and grabbed on to Amy's legs so she couldn't move anywhere, helping James out. Amy wasn't going to have any of that. She grabbed Alison's foot and raked her nails over her arch. Alison squealed and let go, flailing about.
Hahaha no hahahah fair! Alison tried to tickle Amy back but she was by far the more ticklish of the two. The nails of Amy just reeked havoc over Alison's poor little foot. She found a spot by the balls of her foot that drove her into a protective, giggling ball.
I was certainly enjoying watching two pretty girls tickling each other, but I wasn't about to miss out on the fun. I got behind Alison and gave her a jab in the ribs. "Eeeek!" She collapsed back into me, still giggling. "Here, let me hold her arms for you." I said to Amy. I grabbed hold of Alison's flailing arms and puled them back, leaving her sensitive armpits open for Amy to attack.
Amy reached into Alison's t-shirt and began raking her nails over her armpits. "NOOOOAHAHAH!" Alison went wild with laughter, bucking and doing her best to run away. The nails were just destroying her at this point, she was laughing so hard she was almost crying. After a minute or two Amy stopped and let Alison catch her breath. She just lay there on the ground panting, but she was smiling so I knew she hadn't minded all that much.
There was some most playful tickling that went on for the next half an hour or so. Alison's feet tended to be my favorite target since they were so cute and and they resulted in such a great reaction, how could I pass it up? She didn't guard them at all, which was great too. She always seemed to leave them close by 🙂
It was great fun in a pillow fight too because we were mostly fighting on our knees which meant that her pretty bare feet were facing up. Several times I snuck up behind her while she was fighting someone else and tickled those feet. Alison would shriek and fall over into a giggling mess of cute. This left her wide open for me and often enough, the person she was fighting, to tickle her crazy.
Eventually I got worried about the amount of noise we were making and I stopped snatching up her feet every excuse she gave me. It was definitely a very fun tickling memory of her however. And even better, there were plenty more to follow! Lol, I tickled that girl so much over the next year. I'll have to write some of them down later.
