Veedubnut
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Howdy people. Wow, my first story! Decided to put my new computer to good use and have come up with this over the last few days. Any feedback is more than welcome as I got a real kick out of this and am well up for doing more! Here goes...
“What kind of films are you into? How about something funny, or something scary!” Becky chatted excitedly but nervously down the phone to Dave, the guy she had met just days ago through a friend whilst on a night out. “Oooh, surprise me.” He replied, far from interested in what the telly would be doing that evening. “Anyway, I better go sort myself out, got a few things to do before I get over. See ya at eight!” He said before putting the phone down. Dave had taken an instant attraction to Becky that night, and was thrilled at getting the opportunity to ‘get to know her a bit better’, and was fairly nervous himself. He found himself on form that night in the bar, surrounded by friends and letting the drinks flow he was able to convince her that he was worth a shot, but was now coming to terms with the fact that the alcohol had dried up and the friends had disappeared, and the coming evening may be a little more awkward…..
Becky left the bathroom to get dressed, pushing her freshly washed dark-brown and shoulder length hair out of her pretty little face as she walked along. Unsure of what to wear, she finally decided on something casual. It was only the ‘first date’, afterall. She selected a short sleeved top to go with her skinny-fit jeans, and wriggled her smooth and slinky 5ft 6” body into them. Suddenly realising how cold her feet were, decided to grab a pair of thin, blue and white stripey socks to put on. As she sat on the bed and pulled her left foot up, she noticed that the pale blue nail polish covering her toes was starting to wear off in places. She glanced at the clock, and decided she had time to remove the lot. So out came the remover, and she set to work. Becky had gorgeous feet. A slim, perfectly shaped size 5, silky smooth and unblemished from heel to toes, which were the sweetest little toes you could imagine at that. The colour was soon removed, and she pulled on the socks and set off to the kitchen to find her phone.
Eight o clock soon came around, and surely enough just a few minutes later, the doorbell rung and Becky jumped up off the sofa and to the front door like a shot. “Hey!!” She squealed excitedly before Dave had so much as had a chance to open his mouth, and found himself being beckoned inside. She sat him down on the sofa and rushed off to make a couple of drinks, giving him just about enough time to get a glance at those stripey socks, and get a small sense of disappointment that she wasn’t showing off those gorgeous little feet that he had to watch he didn’t stare at for too long in the bar the week before. ‘Nevermind, worry about that if I survive tonight!’ he thought to himself, before gazing around the room and taking in his new surroundings. Becky soon returned, sodas in hand, and made herself comfy at the opposite end of the sofa as the two began chatting to each other and tried to break that dreaded ice…..
Half an hour or so later, things were running smoothly. The two were gaining nothing but admiration and attraction for each other, and the conversation was flowing nicely. “So, what about that film you mentioned?” Dave Questioned her. “Theres nothing on!” She complained sarcastically. “The DVD player is broke and I cant find anything on the telly. Here, have a flick” She passed him the remote. “Hmm, no kidding”, he replied, dropping the remote to one side and leaving on some random comedy show that they had been semi paying attention to for a while now. A little while longer passed, and the two really were beginning to click. Dave’s humorous wizardry had Becky giggling away more than a couple of times now, and they were feeling a lot more relaxed and comfortable with each other. Becky soon got up to use the bathroom, grinning to herself at how well this was going as she left the room. On her return, she decided that she was now so confident that she would give her legs a little stretch upon sitting down again. So much so that her right foot landing directly in Dave’s lap! He froze instantly for a couple of seconds, he could already feel his heart pounding inside his chest, yet managed to stay composed, and was glad to hear her get the next word in before he had to. “Hehehe, Im all comfy now” she said to him playfully…. “Oh are you now??” Dave replied, and wasted no time at all in gently running a single finger briskly from the heel of her foot to the base of her toes. “Eeehehehe!!” She giggled playfully, but restrained from pulling the foot away. “That was cheeky!” “Well, I don’t see you pulling away, maybe you’d like some more?” This time using two fingers, he went for the same technique again, and softly ran them from one end of the sole to the other, for a few seconds now. “Eeehehehee!!” She began giggling again, but still wouldn’t pull away. Dave was struggling to believe what was happening. Here he was, around an hour into a first date with a lovely young lady he had met less than a week ago, and he was sat in her own front room tickling one of the softest feet he had ever got his hands on, seemingly to her pleasure. Infact, his only real concern was the lump emerging between his legs….
“More?” He questioned playfully, before stroking the arch of her sole repeatedly with his fingertip. “Heeeheheeehe!! I…oh…heheeehe..I love…hehee…getting my feet tickled!” Were the next words he heard. And although somewhat interrupted by her struggling for breath, were the words that stunned him into excited overdrive. Was this really happening? “Well that suits me fine”, he managed to reply cooly, “Lets see how long you can go for without me trapping this little leg shall we?” Before Becky had a chance to respond, she found herself giggling playfully once more as she felt the same two fingers walking up and down her sole. “Ohh…heeehee!!…..bu…but..heehehehee!!” She was struggling to get a word in, and now beginning to struggle to keep her foot still as the teasing continued. He could feel her leg jerking slightly as he began to run his fingers a little faster, and unable to contain his excitement, decided it needed to stop, and wrapped his arm firmly around the bottom of her ankle. “Heeey!! Heheheeeehee! I didn’t saaa…heheeehe!” “Go on then, tell me to let go,” he said playfully, feeling that glorious sense of dominance creeping in. “mmmm…heeeheehe…I…hehee” “Fine, have it your way!” He pushed the tempo right up, using all four fingers to torment Becky’s soft little sole from top to bottom. “Ohhh!! Heeeeeheheheheheeee!!!! Ohh… n…nnooo! Heeeehehehehahahahaaaa!! Thaa……ohhhhh that tick…..that tickles!!! Heeeehehehehee!!!” She was now wriggling around helplessly at the other end of the sofa, a million miles from composure and desperately pushing her left foot into his thigh in an attempt to free her poor little right. “But you love getting your feet tickled, remember? Im just trying to be nice…” The dominant sarcasm in his voice just added to Becky’s helpless torment as she failed miserably to break free. He had kept up this tempo for a few minutes now, and suddenly remembering where he was and what he was doing, decided to slow down a little. “Is that better?” he questioned as he began rolling a slow circle of eight continuously around her sole with the tip of one finger. “heehe….oooh…I cant belieheheeve you did that!! Heeeheeehe …. thaa… hehe….that’s nice though”. More than content with how this was going already, he kept up the slow relaxing movements for a little while longer, to the point that Becky was simply wearing a happy grin and almost seemed composed again.
“You look way too relaxed” He said to her jokingly. “What of it?” She returned with that grin still firmly in place. Before he could think of words to reply with, Dave found his arm wrapped firmly back around her ankle, and his fingers finally sinking into the bottoms of those dainty little toes that he had been dreaming about all week. “Oooooohhhh!!!! Nn…nnn… .heeeeeheheheheeee!!!!! Haahaaaaahahahaheheheeeehee!!!!! Mmm…my ttt…. my toesies!!!! Nnooo!!!! Heeeeeeheheheheehahahaaaaaaahahahahaaaaa!!!!!!” She was off again. Wriggling wildly in a fit of tormented laughter, really trying to escape this time. “This is what of it!” Dave was loving every second of this, and was Becky not blinded by her own uncontrollable laughter, she probably could of told it. He continued to give her helpless little toes a good working over for a couple of minutes more, before somehow managing to pull his fingers away and then release her ankle once more. Her foot shot back across the sofa like a bolt of lightning, and she sat upright and tried to regain composure. “Woa…..woah! You! You cheeky little….my poor little toes!! Hehehe…..You enjoyed that, didn’t you.” “Yes I did”, he replied bluntly and a little nervously, praying to himself that he hadn’t overstepped the mark. She grinned at him thoughtfully, before breaking the silence. “Thanks to you I need the toilet again! Can I get you anything?”
She wandered back into the room a few minutes later and passed him another drink before sitting down again. Still a little red in the face and with her sleek brown hair not looking quite as tidy as it had done earlier, she continued to give Dave that naughty grin. What was she thinking? The suspense had toyed with his mind plenty enough while she was out of the room, and now all she could do was smile at him! She then took a sip from her glass and slowly placed it down to one side, before repositioning herself on the end of the sofa. She could see the anxiety in his eyes, but found herself struggling for words also, despite her obvious happiness. Then finally she realised that there was no easy way around what she wanted to say and do, so she came straight out with it. Not that she at this moment realised an easy way around the situation was the last thing she needed anyway…. “So…uh, just how much did you enjoy that?” she posed, a little nervously underneath that grin. “Mmm, a fair bit,” he replied after a pause, finally smiling but also dying to scream at her how much that was probably his most awesome experience in recent memory. “Would you enjoy it more if I did this?”….. Then it happened. The moment that sent him into his own private ecstasy. Becky pulled her left leg up towards her stomach, ran her hands down her ankle, slipping her fingertips underneath that stripey blue and white sock, and sliding it off in a second. Dave froze, and could only watch in absolute amazement as she dropped her left foot to the floor and pulled up her right leg. She repeated the process, but this time focused her eyes on him, and smiley excitedly on realising just what this was doing to his mind. Within seconds, she was cooly tossing her stripey little socks over the back of the sofa, and raising those smooth, luscious, naked feet into his lap. Dave was struggling to believe this. There they were, those perfect little toes that were tormenting his imagination in the bar just days ago, at his mercy and gagging for a tormenting of their own. And as if this wasn’t enough, had he ever seen a pair of soles so silkily soft and smooth, and perfectly formed? Not in his lap, that was for sure. She looked into his stunned eyes, failing to contain the smile that was spreading across her face…. “I love getting my feet tickled”……
He didn’t even know where to begin, he was absolutely stunned. All he could do for the moment was stare at them in all their natural beauty, safe in the knowledge that he was about to have one of the most satisfying experiences of his life. “Are you just gonna stare at them all night?” She questioned playfully, poking the big toe of her right foot into his thigh. With this he decided that the right answer was no, and slowly wrapped his left arm around both of her ankles, pulling her feet close together and up closer to his chest. “What would be the fun in that?” He replied smugly, as he watched her lie right back into the big, squashy sofa and close her eyes. He then moved his right hand towards the sole of her right foot, and gently pressed his fingers against her arch. The sheer softness and warmth of her sole sent waves of amazed satisfaction through his static figure, and he simply kept his fingers pressed up against it for a few seconds as he watched that sweet little smile spread across Becky’s face again.
He was soon witnessing that smile grow wider and wider as he began running the four fingers up and down her smooth little sole, very slowly and still pressed tightly together, simply overcome with awe of the perfection of them, and feeling the need to take more of it in. He glanced over at her beautifully relaxed face, eyes closed and the most satisfied, sweetest smile spread across her cheeks. Excitement, however, would soon overpower this. “Mmmm….heehe….oooooh!…heheeeehe” The figure of eight had returned to toy with Becky, only this time there was no layer of cotton distorting the wicked teasing power it had on her deliciously sensitive soles. “Heehe…ohh..hee…your…hehehe….such a….teeehehease!” The pattern remained at its calm and probing pace for a couple of minutes longer as her eyes remained shut and the subtle giggles were her only letdown. He stopped completely, and positioned two fingers just a couple of inches from her left sole. “If you call that teasing dear, what do you call this?” The fingers then connected with the centre of her left heel and began stroking the foot right the way up to the base of her toes and back, very lightly but a fair bit faster than the eight figure had been. “Heeheheeeheheee!!….I….heheeee! I..call..hehee….call that…..heeeeheheee…ooooh!!…hahaahaa!!” He tightened his grip on her ankles and pulled her feet closer to his face as she began to wriggle and kick, although still with her eyes closed. “You call it?….” The teasing dominance was firmly setting in, and Dave decided it was time to let his remaining two fingers in on the action, and proceeded to gently scratch her sole all over with the tips of them. “Ohhhh!! Heeeeeeheheheeeeheeehahaaaahahaaaa!!! I…I….ohhhhh!!! Muaaaahaahaaaa!!!! Heeeeeheheeee! Ooowwweeee!!! Heeeeeehehehee!! T…tiickles!!! Soo….ohhhh!!! Heeeeheheeeeeheee!! So muchaaahhahaa!” Becky was now bolt upright, eyes wide open and desperately flapping her arms helplessly at the one he was using to lock her ankles, while his free hand continued to torment whichever foot it could as they both struggled and so cutely tried to protect each other. “Ohhhhh!!!! Heeeeeehehee!! Haaaaaahahaaaahaahahaa!!! Nnn….nooooo!!!!!…muaaahahahaaa!!!!! Ooooohh…..ooooooooohhhh!!!!! You!!!! Aaaaahahahaaaa!!!! Ooowwwweeeeheheeeeeheeeheheheee!!” She was now a bright shade of red as she wriggled and jerked around desperately, gasping for breath and seemingly less and less able to cope by the second. After a couple more minutes of torment, he decided to give her a rest and pulled his hand away. “How was that for teasing?” He questioned with the smile of a champion on his face. “Ohh!….phew… You! Woah!…..Pheeeeew!!….you…tickle like a demon!….ohhhh! Hehehe….” He grinned triumphantly at her. “There was one more thing I meant to check…” Her warm, rosy face turned from worn out happiness to slight confusion as he lifted her feet aside and stood up, lay her legs flat across the sofa and parked himself back down on top of her ankles, squashing them into the roomy, luxurious sofa without pain, leaving just her feet helplessly exposed to his right, and unable to move. “Now whaat?…heeheeeeehe!” Before Becky could finish, she felt four fingers grabbing her left foot and pushing back her pretty little toes…..
“Heeeeehehehehehahahaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Ooooooohhh! Oooooohhh!!!! Noooooooo!!!!! Muaaaahahahahahaa! Heeeheheheheheeeeeehaaaaahahaaaaa!!! Mmmm….nooo!!!!!…..myyy tooeees!!!!!! Oooooooweeeeheeeeheeeeee!!!!!!!!!! Haaaaaahahahaaaaaaaahahaaa!!!!! Yooou!!!! Noooooaaahahahaaa!!” Dave was on cloud nine. Stroking away furiously at the base of her toes before using a single finger to run gently along the bottoms of them, so softly and teasingly, and quite rightly wearing a grin as wide as a bus at the same time. “Oooohhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!! Heeeeehahahahahahaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Oo…..okkkk!!!!! Aaaaaahahaaaaaaahahahaaaa!!!!!! Aaaannywhere……nooo! Aaaaaaaannywhere but mm…..myy toes!!!!! Ooooohhh!!!! Eeeeeehheheheeeeeeheheheeeee!!!! Oooooohh! Ooooooooohhh!! Heeeheheheee!!” He kept this up is for a couple more minutes before giving her tormented left foot a rest, and giving the right a piece of the action instead. This simply provoked even more wild thrashing and crazed laughter from Becky. The feeling of his sly, teasing finger slowly working its way between her defenceless little toes was simply too much to bare, and she eventually pulled on his arm so hard that he landed in a heap on top of her and she was able to free both of her legs again.
“Wooooahh!!! I….I never said I love getting my toes tickled!! Heeeheeehe…..” The bright red and now thoroughly exhausted Becky climbed off the sofa and ran her hands through her now wild hair, and gave him that delightfully naughty smile again. “No, but I think Ive proven that you do!” Dave was absolutely buzzing on the inside, and now that their evening had reached an end and he was pretty much feeling like he would marry Becky there and then, was nervously praying to himself that this hadn’t been a one off. Fortunately for him, she was once more all too happy to get the first word in. “Thankyou for tonight, I hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I did…” Not that she needed him to answer that one. “Enjoyed is one way of putting it” he replied with an assuring smile on his face, she gave the same look back. “Im free Thursday evening, shall we go on a proper date or do you wanna come over and uh, ‘watch a movie’??”
“I think my silk ties and that four-poster I noticed in your room earlier are up for watching a movie, what do you reckon?”
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So c'mon people, what does she reckon?
Many thanks to anyone who's sat through all of this 🙂
“What kind of films are you into? How about something funny, or something scary!” Becky chatted excitedly but nervously down the phone to Dave, the guy she had met just days ago through a friend whilst on a night out. “Oooh, surprise me.” He replied, far from interested in what the telly would be doing that evening. “Anyway, I better go sort myself out, got a few things to do before I get over. See ya at eight!” He said before putting the phone down. Dave had taken an instant attraction to Becky that night, and was thrilled at getting the opportunity to ‘get to know her a bit better’, and was fairly nervous himself. He found himself on form that night in the bar, surrounded by friends and letting the drinks flow he was able to convince her that he was worth a shot, but was now coming to terms with the fact that the alcohol had dried up and the friends had disappeared, and the coming evening may be a little more awkward…..
Becky left the bathroom to get dressed, pushing her freshly washed dark-brown and shoulder length hair out of her pretty little face as she walked along. Unsure of what to wear, she finally decided on something casual. It was only the ‘first date’, afterall. She selected a short sleeved top to go with her skinny-fit jeans, and wriggled her smooth and slinky 5ft 6” body into them. Suddenly realising how cold her feet were, decided to grab a pair of thin, blue and white stripey socks to put on. As she sat on the bed and pulled her left foot up, she noticed that the pale blue nail polish covering her toes was starting to wear off in places. She glanced at the clock, and decided she had time to remove the lot. So out came the remover, and she set to work. Becky had gorgeous feet. A slim, perfectly shaped size 5, silky smooth and unblemished from heel to toes, which were the sweetest little toes you could imagine at that. The colour was soon removed, and she pulled on the socks and set off to the kitchen to find her phone.
Eight o clock soon came around, and surely enough just a few minutes later, the doorbell rung and Becky jumped up off the sofa and to the front door like a shot. “Hey!!” She squealed excitedly before Dave had so much as had a chance to open his mouth, and found himself being beckoned inside. She sat him down on the sofa and rushed off to make a couple of drinks, giving him just about enough time to get a glance at those stripey socks, and get a small sense of disappointment that she wasn’t showing off those gorgeous little feet that he had to watch he didn’t stare at for too long in the bar the week before. ‘Nevermind, worry about that if I survive tonight!’ he thought to himself, before gazing around the room and taking in his new surroundings. Becky soon returned, sodas in hand, and made herself comfy at the opposite end of the sofa as the two began chatting to each other and tried to break that dreaded ice…..
Half an hour or so later, things were running smoothly. The two were gaining nothing but admiration and attraction for each other, and the conversation was flowing nicely. “So, what about that film you mentioned?” Dave Questioned her. “Theres nothing on!” She complained sarcastically. “The DVD player is broke and I cant find anything on the telly. Here, have a flick” She passed him the remote. “Hmm, no kidding”, he replied, dropping the remote to one side and leaving on some random comedy show that they had been semi paying attention to for a while now. A little while longer passed, and the two really were beginning to click. Dave’s humorous wizardry had Becky giggling away more than a couple of times now, and they were feeling a lot more relaxed and comfortable with each other. Becky soon got up to use the bathroom, grinning to herself at how well this was going as she left the room. On her return, she decided that she was now so confident that she would give her legs a little stretch upon sitting down again. So much so that her right foot landing directly in Dave’s lap! He froze instantly for a couple of seconds, he could already feel his heart pounding inside his chest, yet managed to stay composed, and was glad to hear her get the next word in before he had to. “Hehehe, Im all comfy now” she said to him playfully…. “Oh are you now??” Dave replied, and wasted no time at all in gently running a single finger briskly from the heel of her foot to the base of her toes. “Eeehehehe!!” She giggled playfully, but restrained from pulling the foot away. “That was cheeky!” “Well, I don’t see you pulling away, maybe you’d like some more?” This time using two fingers, he went for the same technique again, and softly ran them from one end of the sole to the other, for a few seconds now. “Eeehehehee!!” She began giggling again, but still wouldn’t pull away. Dave was struggling to believe what was happening. Here he was, around an hour into a first date with a lovely young lady he had met less than a week ago, and he was sat in her own front room tickling one of the softest feet he had ever got his hands on, seemingly to her pleasure. Infact, his only real concern was the lump emerging between his legs….
“More?” He questioned playfully, before stroking the arch of her sole repeatedly with his fingertip. “Heeeheheeehe!! I…oh…heheeehe..I love…hehee…getting my feet tickled!” Were the next words he heard. And although somewhat interrupted by her struggling for breath, were the words that stunned him into excited overdrive. Was this really happening? “Well that suits me fine”, he managed to reply cooly, “Lets see how long you can go for without me trapping this little leg shall we?” Before Becky had a chance to respond, she found herself giggling playfully once more as she felt the same two fingers walking up and down her sole. “Ohh…heeehee!!…..bu…but..heehehehee!!” She was struggling to get a word in, and now beginning to struggle to keep her foot still as the teasing continued. He could feel her leg jerking slightly as he began to run his fingers a little faster, and unable to contain his excitement, decided it needed to stop, and wrapped his arm firmly around the bottom of her ankle. “Heeey!! Heheheeeehee! I didn’t saaa…heheeehe!” “Go on then, tell me to let go,” he said playfully, feeling that glorious sense of dominance creeping in. “mmmm…heeeheehe…I…hehee” “Fine, have it your way!” He pushed the tempo right up, using all four fingers to torment Becky’s soft little sole from top to bottom. “Ohhh!! Heeeeeheheheheheeee!!!! Ohh… n…nnooo! Heeeehehehehahahahaaaa!! Thaa……ohhhhh that tick…..that tickles!!! Heeeehehehehee!!!” She was now wriggling around helplessly at the other end of the sofa, a million miles from composure and desperately pushing her left foot into his thigh in an attempt to free her poor little right. “But you love getting your feet tickled, remember? Im just trying to be nice…” The dominant sarcasm in his voice just added to Becky’s helpless torment as she failed miserably to break free. He had kept up this tempo for a few minutes now, and suddenly remembering where he was and what he was doing, decided to slow down a little. “Is that better?” he questioned as he began rolling a slow circle of eight continuously around her sole with the tip of one finger. “heehe….oooh…I cant belieheheeve you did that!! Heeeheeehe …. thaa… hehe….that’s nice though”. More than content with how this was going already, he kept up the slow relaxing movements for a little while longer, to the point that Becky was simply wearing a happy grin and almost seemed composed again.
“You look way too relaxed” He said to her jokingly. “What of it?” She returned with that grin still firmly in place. Before he could think of words to reply with, Dave found his arm wrapped firmly back around her ankle, and his fingers finally sinking into the bottoms of those dainty little toes that he had been dreaming about all week. “Oooooohhhh!!!! Nn…nnn… .heeeeeheheheheeee!!!!! Haahaaaaahahahaheheheeeehee!!!!! Mmm…my ttt…. my toesies!!!! Nnooo!!!! Heeeeeeheheheheehahahaaaaaaahahahahaaaaa!!!!!!” She was off again. Wriggling wildly in a fit of tormented laughter, really trying to escape this time. “This is what of it!” Dave was loving every second of this, and was Becky not blinded by her own uncontrollable laughter, she probably could of told it. He continued to give her helpless little toes a good working over for a couple of minutes more, before somehow managing to pull his fingers away and then release her ankle once more. Her foot shot back across the sofa like a bolt of lightning, and she sat upright and tried to regain composure. “Woa…..woah! You! You cheeky little….my poor little toes!! Hehehe…..You enjoyed that, didn’t you.” “Yes I did”, he replied bluntly and a little nervously, praying to himself that he hadn’t overstepped the mark. She grinned at him thoughtfully, before breaking the silence. “Thanks to you I need the toilet again! Can I get you anything?”
She wandered back into the room a few minutes later and passed him another drink before sitting down again. Still a little red in the face and with her sleek brown hair not looking quite as tidy as it had done earlier, she continued to give Dave that naughty grin. What was she thinking? The suspense had toyed with his mind plenty enough while she was out of the room, and now all she could do was smile at him! She then took a sip from her glass and slowly placed it down to one side, before repositioning herself on the end of the sofa. She could see the anxiety in his eyes, but found herself struggling for words also, despite her obvious happiness. Then finally she realised that there was no easy way around what she wanted to say and do, so she came straight out with it. Not that she at this moment realised an easy way around the situation was the last thing she needed anyway…. “So…uh, just how much did you enjoy that?” she posed, a little nervously underneath that grin. “Mmm, a fair bit,” he replied after a pause, finally smiling but also dying to scream at her how much that was probably his most awesome experience in recent memory. “Would you enjoy it more if I did this?”….. Then it happened. The moment that sent him into his own private ecstasy. Becky pulled her left leg up towards her stomach, ran her hands down her ankle, slipping her fingertips underneath that stripey blue and white sock, and sliding it off in a second. Dave froze, and could only watch in absolute amazement as she dropped her left foot to the floor and pulled up her right leg. She repeated the process, but this time focused her eyes on him, and smiley excitedly on realising just what this was doing to his mind. Within seconds, she was cooly tossing her stripey little socks over the back of the sofa, and raising those smooth, luscious, naked feet into his lap. Dave was struggling to believe this. There they were, those perfect little toes that were tormenting his imagination in the bar just days ago, at his mercy and gagging for a tormenting of their own. And as if this wasn’t enough, had he ever seen a pair of soles so silkily soft and smooth, and perfectly formed? Not in his lap, that was for sure. She looked into his stunned eyes, failing to contain the smile that was spreading across her face…. “I love getting my feet tickled”……
He didn’t even know where to begin, he was absolutely stunned. All he could do for the moment was stare at them in all their natural beauty, safe in the knowledge that he was about to have one of the most satisfying experiences of his life. “Are you just gonna stare at them all night?” She questioned playfully, poking the big toe of her right foot into his thigh. With this he decided that the right answer was no, and slowly wrapped his left arm around both of her ankles, pulling her feet close together and up closer to his chest. “What would be the fun in that?” He replied smugly, as he watched her lie right back into the big, squashy sofa and close her eyes. He then moved his right hand towards the sole of her right foot, and gently pressed his fingers against her arch. The sheer softness and warmth of her sole sent waves of amazed satisfaction through his static figure, and he simply kept his fingers pressed up against it for a few seconds as he watched that sweet little smile spread across Becky’s face again.
He was soon witnessing that smile grow wider and wider as he began running the four fingers up and down her smooth little sole, very slowly and still pressed tightly together, simply overcome with awe of the perfection of them, and feeling the need to take more of it in. He glanced over at her beautifully relaxed face, eyes closed and the most satisfied, sweetest smile spread across her cheeks. Excitement, however, would soon overpower this. “Mmmm….heehe….oooooh!…heheeeehe” The figure of eight had returned to toy with Becky, only this time there was no layer of cotton distorting the wicked teasing power it had on her deliciously sensitive soles. “Heehe…ohh..hee…your…hehehe….such a….teeehehease!” The pattern remained at its calm and probing pace for a couple of minutes longer as her eyes remained shut and the subtle giggles were her only letdown. He stopped completely, and positioned two fingers just a couple of inches from her left sole. “If you call that teasing dear, what do you call this?” The fingers then connected with the centre of her left heel and began stroking the foot right the way up to the base of her toes and back, very lightly but a fair bit faster than the eight figure had been. “Heeheheeeheheee!!….I….heheeee! I..call..hehee….call that…..heeeeheheee…ooooh!!…hahaahaa!!” He tightened his grip on her ankles and pulled her feet closer to his face as she began to wriggle and kick, although still with her eyes closed. “You call it?….” The teasing dominance was firmly setting in, and Dave decided it was time to let his remaining two fingers in on the action, and proceeded to gently scratch her sole all over with the tips of them. “Ohhhh!! Heeeeeeheheheeeeheeehahaaaahahaaaa!!! I…I….ohhhhh!!! Muaaaahaahaaaa!!!! Heeeeeheheeee! Ooowwweeee!!! Heeeeeehehehee!! T…tiickles!!! Soo….ohhhh!!! Heeeeheheeeeeheee!! So muchaaahhahaa!” Becky was now bolt upright, eyes wide open and desperately flapping her arms helplessly at the one he was using to lock her ankles, while his free hand continued to torment whichever foot it could as they both struggled and so cutely tried to protect each other. “Ohhhhh!!!! Heeeeeehehee!! Haaaaaahahaaaahaahahaa!!! Nnn….nooooo!!!!!…muaaahahahaaa!!!!! Ooooohh…..ooooooooohhhh!!!!! You!!!! Aaaaahahahaaaa!!!! Ooowwwweeeeheheeeeeheeeheheheee!!” She was now a bright shade of red as she wriggled and jerked around desperately, gasping for breath and seemingly less and less able to cope by the second. After a couple more minutes of torment, he decided to give her a rest and pulled his hand away. “How was that for teasing?” He questioned with the smile of a champion on his face. “Ohh!….phew… You! Woah!…..Pheeeeew!!….you…tickle like a demon!….ohhhh! Hehehe….” He grinned triumphantly at her. “There was one more thing I meant to check…” Her warm, rosy face turned from worn out happiness to slight confusion as he lifted her feet aside and stood up, lay her legs flat across the sofa and parked himself back down on top of her ankles, squashing them into the roomy, luxurious sofa without pain, leaving just her feet helplessly exposed to his right, and unable to move. “Now whaat?…heeheeeeehe!” Before Becky could finish, she felt four fingers grabbing her left foot and pushing back her pretty little toes…..
“Heeeeehehehehehahahaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Ooooooohhh! Oooooohhh!!!! Noooooooo!!!!! Muaaaahahahahahaa! Heeeheheheheheeeeeehaaaaahahaaaaa!!! Mmmm….nooo!!!!!…..myyy tooeees!!!!!! Oooooooweeeeheeeeheeeeee!!!!!!!!!! Haaaaaahahahaaaaaaaahahaaa!!!!! Yooou!!!! Noooooaaahahahaaa!!” Dave was on cloud nine. Stroking away furiously at the base of her toes before using a single finger to run gently along the bottoms of them, so softly and teasingly, and quite rightly wearing a grin as wide as a bus at the same time. “Oooohhhh!!!! Ohhhhhhhhhh!!!! Heeeeehahahahahahaaaaaaaaa!!!!!! Oo…..okkkk!!!!! Aaaaaahahaaaaaaahahahaaaa!!!!!! Aaaannywhere……nooo! Aaaaaaaannywhere but mm…..myy toes!!!!! Ooooohhh!!!! Eeeeeehheheheeeeeeheheheeeee!!!! Oooooohh! Ooooooooohhh!! Heeeheheheee!!” He kept this up is for a couple more minutes before giving her tormented left foot a rest, and giving the right a piece of the action instead. This simply provoked even more wild thrashing and crazed laughter from Becky. The feeling of his sly, teasing finger slowly working its way between her defenceless little toes was simply too much to bare, and she eventually pulled on his arm so hard that he landed in a heap on top of her and she was able to free both of her legs again.
“Wooooahh!!! I….I never said I love getting my toes tickled!! Heeeheeehe…..” The bright red and now thoroughly exhausted Becky climbed off the sofa and ran her hands through her now wild hair, and gave him that delightfully naughty smile again. “No, but I think Ive proven that you do!” Dave was absolutely buzzing on the inside, and now that their evening had reached an end and he was pretty much feeling like he would marry Becky there and then, was nervously praying to himself that this hadn’t been a one off. Fortunately for him, she was once more all too happy to get the first word in. “Thankyou for tonight, I hope you’ve enjoyed it as much as I did…” Not that she needed him to answer that one. “Enjoyed is one way of putting it” he replied with an assuring smile on his face, she gave the same look back. “Im free Thursday evening, shall we go on a proper date or do you wanna come over and uh, ‘watch a movie’??”
“I think my silk ties and that four-poster I noticed in your room earlier are up for watching a movie, what do you reckon?”
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So c'mon people, what does she reckon?
Many thanks to anyone who's sat through all of this 🙂
