jbticklerxs
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This was an incident that happened back in my last year of college. I was a resident assistant for my last year. It was the end of the semester and I had some late checkouts to take care of.
One of the people I had to check out was a friend of mine. She was graduating that same semester. Her name was Monique. I took care of the other checkouts and saved her for last. Monique and I had worked together in various organizations and one some school related projects. We had become pretty good friends. She was had a fiancé who she always talked about. She even talked about how when they first met he took off her shoe to check out if she had pretty feet. She said he was very pleased. I have seen glimpses of her feet before and they always looked nice.
I came to do the final check out inspect for her room. I rushed through the check out procedure and laid the paper work on the dresser and had a seat on the bed, which was to the side of the bed. She had to sign the paper work. She took her time looking through the paperwork. As she was looking through the paperwork I reached over and grabbed her foot. She turned around and had a seat on the bed, which allowed me to place her foot in my lap. She said “you going to give me a foot massage?” I gave her a nod yes. I untied her sneaker. She just had the sneaker on without any socks. I pulled her sneaker off to reveal a nice creamy white sole. She said that she had big feet. I asked her what size did she wear. She said 8. I told her that’s not big at all.
I began massaging her foot. Her soles were very soft. I took my time massaging her feet because I had been eager to get my hands on her feet for some time. I could see when I would massage certain spots on her feet; the arches and around the toes she would give a little twitch. I gently glided my finder tips along the bottom of her foot and this really made her squirm. She tried to pull her foot away but I held on with a strong grip. I started picking up the pace quickly fluttering my finger tips along the bottom of her soles and this really got her laughing out loud. I then held her foot with my hand while I used my thumb to tickle her toes. She then got up on one foot and tried to hop away. I let here foot go fearing that she might fall. I picked up her sneaker and help her put it back on. She had a seat back down on the bed. I tickled her other foot in the same manner starting out the massage and then to the tickling. She hopped away from that to. This was one of my all time favorite foot-tickling experiences.
One of the people I had to check out was a friend of mine. She was graduating that same semester. Her name was Monique. I took care of the other checkouts and saved her for last. Monique and I had worked together in various organizations and one some school related projects. We had become pretty good friends. She was had a fiancé who she always talked about. She even talked about how when they first met he took off her shoe to check out if she had pretty feet. She said he was very pleased. I have seen glimpses of her feet before and they always looked nice.
I came to do the final check out inspect for her room. I rushed through the check out procedure and laid the paper work on the dresser and had a seat on the bed, which was to the side of the bed. She had to sign the paper work. She took her time looking through the paperwork. As she was looking through the paperwork I reached over and grabbed her foot. She turned around and had a seat on the bed, which allowed me to place her foot in my lap. She said “you going to give me a foot massage?” I gave her a nod yes. I untied her sneaker. She just had the sneaker on without any socks. I pulled her sneaker off to reveal a nice creamy white sole. She said that she had big feet. I asked her what size did she wear. She said 8. I told her that’s not big at all.
I began massaging her foot. Her soles were very soft. I took my time massaging her feet because I had been eager to get my hands on her feet for some time. I could see when I would massage certain spots on her feet; the arches and around the toes she would give a little twitch. I gently glided my finder tips along the bottom of her foot and this really made her squirm. She tried to pull her foot away but I held on with a strong grip. I started picking up the pace quickly fluttering my finger tips along the bottom of her soles and this really got her laughing out loud. I then held her foot with my hand while I used my thumb to tickle her toes. She then got up on one foot and tried to hop away. I let here foot go fearing that she might fall. I picked up her sneaker and help her put it back on. She had a seat back down on the bed. I tickled her other foot in the same manner starting out the massage and then to the tickling. She hopped away from that to. This was one of my all time favorite foot-tickling experiences.
