One of the strangest tickle experiences I ever had occured my first year in college. There was this girl in my chemistry class whom I shared a table with. She was known as Shy Lucy because she almost never spoke to anyone and when she did talk to you she would whisper and look at the floor instead of at you. She also obviously hated wearing shoes. You would see her walking to and from classes barefoot and she kept a pair of loafers in her locker that she would wear to class.
Well to make a long story short . . okay somewhat shorter . . .
Shy Lucy missed a class one day and I offered to lend her my notes. She had to come to my room at the dorm (I was not living off campus yet) and she followed without saying a word. She sat on the floor with her bare feet out in front of her looking over my notes. Her soles were smooth and pink and very v-e-r-y tempting. I sat beside her and while she was reading I reached over and tickled her right foot. She gasped and started giggling and I grabbed her ankle and started stroking that delightful sole. She was wildly ticklish and was laughing uncontrollably in seconds.
Now this is the strange part. Evry other woman I have ever tickled before or since has tried to get away or has begged me to stop. (Heck, I do that when I get tickled!) When I first started to tickle her Lucy said "Hey wait a minute!" but then started laughing. Also SHE DID NOT TRY TO GET AWAY! I stroked and tickled her smooth, wonderful foot bottoms and she just lay there on the floor laughing and . ..well . . .accepting her fate.
After just a few minutes I decided this was not fun anymore so I stopped and let her go. As Lucy caught her breath I told her I was sorry and I would never do that again. She mumbled "That's okay" or something like that and tucked her shoes and her notebook under her arm and left. The next day in class she acted like nothing had happened.
This is the first time I have told this story. Like I said, it was the strangest occurance involving tickling that I have ever had. What do YOU think?
Well to make a long story short . . okay somewhat shorter . . .
Shy Lucy missed a class one day and I offered to lend her my notes. She had to come to my room at the dorm (I was not living off campus yet) and she followed without saying a word. She sat on the floor with her bare feet out in front of her looking over my notes. Her soles were smooth and pink and very v-e-r-y tempting. I sat beside her and while she was reading I reached over and tickled her right foot. She gasped and started giggling and I grabbed her ankle and started stroking that delightful sole. She was wildly ticklish and was laughing uncontrollably in seconds.
Now this is the strange part. Evry other woman I have ever tickled before or since has tried to get away or has begged me to stop. (Heck, I do that when I get tickled!) When I first started to tickle her Lucy said "Hey wait a minute!" but then started laughing. Also SHE DID NOT TRY TO GET AWAY! I stroked and tickled her smooth, wonderful foot bottoms and she just lay there on the floor laughing and . ..well . . .accepting her fate.
After just a few minutes I decided this was not fun anymore so I stopped and let her go. As Lucy caught her breath I told her I was sorry and I would never do that again. She mumbled "That's okay" or something like that and tucked her shoes and her notebook under her arm and left. The next day in class she acted like nothing had happened.
This is the first time I have told this story. Like I said, it was the strangest occurance involving tickling that I have ever had. What do YOU think?
