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Stuck and tickled
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Not to nitpick, but that wasn't Barney tickling Fred's foot. It was another adjacent neighbor named Loudrock who only appears in the one episode.
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Was the girl mad afterward? Was she able to stay in character or did she start laughing and saying someone was tickling her foot?
Old one I posted somewhere else
It was a Youth group picnic, last year of Highschool. Back behind the old auditorium, about two dozen of us were there. The BBQ was long over and it was probably late afternoon. Most of us were worn out from the day, all fat and happy. One group of boys and ladies were playing touch football, but it had degenerated into a "kill the carrier" type of game where one person would grab the ball and run around with the rest of the group chasing. Talking with some people I knew, I was only slightly interested in the goings on, until i saw one girl with the ball being chased around. She was thick, not fat, very athletic, built solid. Cute face, shoulder-length brown hair. Not a "looker" in the traditional sense, but a tomboy chick who thought it was funny to "play ball with the guys". She was barefoot. She'd had on those nasty old dock shoes and the worn flat soles were too slippery on the grass where they were playing, so she had kicked them off. Around and around they ran, a group of maybe four guys and one girl right behind her. She was quick, darting and dodging, all the while laughing. People were tired and getting a little silly by that time. She got tired and got slower and slower, finally zigging instead of zagging and got " dogpiled" by the group who were all out by that time. Everyone piled on her, not hurting her clearly ( she was still giggling, eyes closed) but she was on her back, with just a head/ face on one side of the heap of tired bodies and barefeet sticking out the other side. I was a shy kid, but seeing that scene, spurred me to action. I knew it was a one shot deal. No one was paying attention to anything around them and people were milling back and forth. I took a chance and bent down on my kness by her feet. Crouched where she could not see, but I could still see her face over the dudes backs. I tickled her pretty damn good, fast and firm ( I had know idea if anyone was going to take notice and I went for the biggest bang for the buck). The reaction was great, best candid tickle I ever got before or since. It was seconds, but it seemed like minutes. Her face went from tired giggles to all- out laughter. She exploded with it. Her eyes went wide , looked upward, rolling back ( never saw me) then squeezed shut . Her face was beet red and the look on her face was unbelievable. She could not move an inch, her feet wiggled and flexed helplessly. She swung her head from side to side laughing so hard, snorting at times. She couldn't speak at all, and everyone must of thought she was just laughing at the situation. As she struggled more and more, some of the guys slid off of her. I knew I had to quit before she was able to spot me, or worse, someone else saw me. I got away with it, and I'll always remember her lying there; arms spread out, face up to the sky gasping for air, looking wiped out. I'll never forget that face. Good times.
It was a Youth group picnic, last year of Highschool. Back behind the old auditorium, about two dozen of us were there. The BBQ was long over and it was probably late afternoon. Most of us were worn out from the day, all fat and happy. One group of boys and ladies were playing touch football, but it had degenerated into a "kill the carrier" type of game where one person would grab the ball and run around with the rest of the group chasing. Talking with some people I knew, I was only slightly interested in the goings on, until i saw one girl with the ball being chased around. She was thick, not fat, very athletic, built solid. Cute face, shoulder-length brown hair. Not a "looker" in the traditional sense, but a tomboy chick who thought it was funny to "play ball with the guys". She was barefoot. She'd had on those nasty old dock shoes and the worn flat soles were too slippery on the grass where they were playing, so she had kicked them off. Around and around they ran, a group of maybe four guys and one girl right behind her. She was quick, darting and dodging, all the while laughing. People were tired and getting a little silly by that time. She got tired and got slower and slower, finally zigging instead of zagging and got " dogpiled" by the group who were all out by that time. Everyone piled on her, not hurting her clearly ( she was still giggling, eyes closed) but she was on her back, with just a head/ face on one side of the heap of tired bodies and barefeet sticking out the other side. I was a shy kid, but seeing that scene, spurred me to action. I knew it was a one shot deal. No one was paying attention to anything around them and people were milling back and forth. I took a chance and bent down on my kness by her feet. Crouched where she could not see, but I could still see her face over the dudes backs. I tickled her pretty damn good, fast and firm ( I had know idea if anyone was going to take notice and I went for the biggest bang for the buck). The reaction was great, best candid tickle I ever got before or since. It was seconds, but it seemed like minutes. Her face went from tired giggles to all- out laughter. She exploded with it. Her eyes went wide , looked upward, rolling back ( never saw me) then squeezed shut . Her face was beet red and the look on her face was unbelievable. She could not move an inch, her feet wiggled and flexed helplessly. She swung her head from side to side laughing so hard, snorting at times. She couldn't speak at all, and everyone must of thought she was just laughing at the situation. As she struggled more and more, some of the guys slid off of her. I knew I had to quit before she was able to spot me, or worse, someone else saw me. I got away with it, and I'll always remember her lying there; arms spread out, face up to the sky gasping for air, looking wiped out. I'll never forget that face. Good times.
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Well I came across this woman who had been in a traffic accident, still stuck inside her car. Basically her body was twisted and mangled in the wreckage, and I could start to smell smoke. There was blood everywhere, and she was pleading for me to call an ambulance. However her right leg was sticking out of the windscreen, with her bare foot twitching and dangling in front of me.
Well
don't start getting all judgemental on me, opportunities like that don't come round all the time 
Well
don't start getting all judgemental on me, opportunities like that don't come round all the time Not as often as I'd have liked it to happen in my life...but I have a few stories!
Most recently (within the last year) I was helping haul some junk from my MIL's basement. My wife was in front and her sister behind me. I made a smart alec comment (who, me?) about not trusting her behind me and she started poking my sides and ribs making me jerk and twist and almost push my wife over trying to get to the top of the stairs!
In college I was wrestling with my then girlfriend and ended up on top of her, pinning her with my body. I was using my foot to tickle hers as she tried to wiggle it away. Sadly, for her, she kept moving it until she had it wedged under the front of her couch. With my leg on top of hers and pressing her ankle against the couch her foot was all mine! LOL!
One more? If I must.
A different gf in college was visiting from her campus with a friend. As they were leaving I gave each a playful poke in the side while saying goodbye. The friend turned her my gf and said "He tried to tickle me! Get him" and the next thing I know I'm being poked and prodded by four hands and backed into the corner outside our dorm room! Rarely have I been tickled so abruptly and so devastatingly!
And a last one while its on my mind: We like to "professional wrestle" in college. Sometimes it resembled a fully clothed orgy. One time in particular one of our female friends ended up pinned on her back with one foot sticking straight up and kind of held there by the mass of people. I was standing over her with an evil grin and I can still remember he starting to laugh before I ever touched her sock covered foot! LOL! A few minutes later however I was on my back, legs pinned under several other wrestlers, with the same girl holding my arms down while another young lady used her toes to poke and tickle my underarms! Now that is one of my FEW non-ticklish spots, but in the heat of the battle it tickled like hell!
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Most recently (within the last year) I was helping haul some junk from my MIL's basement. My wife was in front and her sister behind me. I made a smart alec comment (who, me?) about not trusting her behind me and she started poking my sides and ribs making me jerk and twist and almost push my wife over trying to get to the top of the stairs!
In college I was wrestling with my then girlfriend and ended up on top of her, pinning her with my body. I was using my foot to tickle hers as she tried to wiggle it away. Sadly, for her, she kept moving it until she had it wedged under the front of her couch. With my leg on top of hers and pressing her ankle against the couch her foot was all mine! LOL!
One more? If I must.
A different gf in college was visiting from her campus with a friend. As they were leaving I gave each a playful poke in the side while saying goodbye. The friend turned her my gf and said "He tried to tickle me! Get him" and the next thing I know I'm being poked and prodded by four hands and backed into the corner outside our dorm room! Rarely have I been tickled so abruptly and so devastatingly!
And a last one while its on my mind: We like to "professional wrestle" in college. Sometimes it resembled a fully clothed orgy. One time in particular one of our female friends ended up pinned on her back with one foot sticking straight up and kind of held there by the mass of people. I was standing over her with an evil grin and I can still remember he starting to laugh before I ever touched her sock covered foot! LOL! A few minutes later however I was on my back, legs pinned under several other wrestlers, with the same girl holding my arms down while another young lady used her toes to poke and tickle my underarms! Now that is one of my FEW non-ticklish spots, but in the heat of the battle it tickled like hell!
~ toyou
A few years ago, a friend of mine(a girl)I was about 15 and she was 16. Well my sister invited her for a sleep overnite.My sister had bunk beds in her room. Well after they finish studying they went to bed. After a couple of hours, there was a passage between the walls from my room to my sister's room. My sister's friend was sleeping on the top bed, there were two pictures hanging one was to the foot of the bed and the other to the head of the bed. It was about two in the morning that I decided to go and see if I could tickle my sister's friend feet. So I carefully move the picture to one side slowly it had rails so I could easily slide it. Just to make sure she was asleep I gently touched the covers where her feet were and remove my hand quickly. She did not wake up or even moved at all. Her feet was towards the picture, so I slowly uncovered her foot. She was wearing socks that were about her ankle. So I got her from the sock from the toes and started pulling her foot slowly towards me. To my surprise the sock came off in my hand and her left foot was left just hanging on the edge of the mattress. She had a size 6 1/2 with high arches. So with the feather I had with me , I started stroking her with the feather lightly and she started wiggling her toes. I did it for a least 20 min.'s. I was already excited just to tickle her beautiful foot. I just kept on for another 20 min.'s. I stopped for awhile at least 45 min.'s. I was so excited I went back for more tickling. So I continued for another 20 min.'s. Then I found out that she knew it was all along tickling her foot, she whispered my name and she said " I'm really enjoying you tickling my foot"(whispering). As she turned towards me, I asked her how she knew it was me? She said" your sister said that when I get chance I going to tickle her feet". Well after tickling her for about one hour and a half, I told her that I sorry that I tickled your but I couldn't help it since she had the most beautiful!. It was already 5 am and she said that she wasn't sleepy anyway since she was waiting for me to tickle her feet. After wards she pull off her other sock and said might as well tickled both of them. And I did for another 45 min.'s. I still tickled her feet for next three years. Unfortunately She left for college. She did sent her address and have visited several times and I keep in touch with her and her feet!
