I've been thinking a lot lately about my old high shool girlfriend. We dated for about six or seven months in my senior year (her junior year). She was feisty, sexy, and very ticklish. I consider her the one that got away. It isn't that I never got the chance to tickle her. I did. But this was before I began to plumb the depths of this interest of mine. That didn't happen until years later. She loved going barefoot when we weren;t outside, so naturally, her feet were a favorite target of mine. I remember once pinning her face down, sitting on her, and tickling those beautiful soles of hers. I also once straddled her (face up this time), managed to pin her arms over her head with one hand, and tickle her underarms with the other. But I always stopped after a minute or so. Funny thing was (I now realize), she newver fought me as hard as I know she could have. My favorite thing to do to her, however was this. She'd place her feet in my lap, and I would slowly trace my fingers up her soles. Then, equally slowly, trace the tips of my fingernails down her soles. She absolutely loved that! I think it really turned her on.
Ah, if only I could go back in time and talk to my younger self.
Anyone else have a story about the one that got away? Whether it was someone you wanted to tickle, but never did, or someone you did, but not the way you really wanted? And I'm not talking about a fantasy with a co-worjker, but someone you could have actually tickled (as I'm sure my ex would have let me do), but didn't.
Ah, if only I could go back in time and talk to my younger self.
Anyone else have a story about the one that got away? Whether it was someone you wanted to tickle, but never did, or someone you did, but not the way you really wanted? And I'm not talking about a fantasy with a co-worjker, but someone you could have actually tickled (as I'm sure my ex would have let me do), but didn't.



