Weapon X
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Okay here we go.
The Revenge Part 2: The Sister.
Later the same day after “Bethany” had left the three of us (me, my girlfriend, and her sister) were in the living room playing Wii. Her sister, whom we will call “Amy”, was lying on the floor on her stomach. Amy was about 5’9, about shoulder-length dark brown hair with a hint of auburn, nice green eyes, a pretty smile, and size 11 wide feet. Which by the way were up in the air and crossed at the ankle. She was barefoot and I was transfixed by them, she kept scrunching her toes and wiggling them. I was not interested in the game at all. I decided that it was her turn. I told them I was going to the bathroom and went up to my gf’s room. She has a hair brush set aside specifically so I can use it to tickle her feet when I come over. I grabbed it and rushed back down stairs. Right away I sat on her butt and grabbed around her ankles. She screamed “What are you doing?!?!?!?, I told her it should be obvious, but I explained anyway that I was tickling the hell out of her for revenge. She pleaded that she barely tickled me at all. I told her that she helped hold me down, that was enough to earn it. So I started with my index finger, tracing it up and down the sole of each foot. She giggled, and shook, I then started to scribble them on her heels. This produced a bit more giggling. I could tell she was trying to hold it in. I started raking them faster along the sides and arches; finally she broke into fits of laughter and high pitched screams. She was trying to shake me off, but to no avail. She begged my girlfriend, her sister, to help her. My girlfriend just sat there and said “I’m already going to get it. I don’t want it any worse, sorry.” I actually couldn't’t believe it, but I wasn’t complaining. So after about five minutes of finger attacking her soles, sides, and arches I went for her toes. I scribbled them fast under each toe at the same time, she let out a scream that could have broke glass, followed by a tangent of giggles and laughs. I did a little playing in between her toes too. Now at this point I wanted to change positions, so I flipped her on her back, I then got on my back and wrapped my legs Indian style around her ankles. So those big soles were practically in my face and they were staying there. I tickled her for about 5 more minutes with my hands before using the hairbrush. I grabbed it and lightly whisked it up and down her soles, she giggled right away, but I wanted loud, hysterical laughter, and I got it. I worked that brush all over her feet, soles, toes, sides, arches. Her toes flexed, they spread, and they wiggled! She was pounding the floor and pleading with me to stop with what ever breath she managed to not use for laughing. She was wild; the laughs were now non stop. I did this for about 10 minutes before finally stopping. When it was over she was sweaty and out of breath. I was satisfied.
Coming up, The Final Chapter: My Girlfriend.
The Revenge Part 2: The Sister.
Later the same day after “Bethany” had left the three of us (me, my girlfriend, and her sister) were in the living room playing Wii. Her sister, whom we will call “Amy”, was lying on the floor on her stomach. Amy was about 5’9, about shoulder-length dark brown hair with a hint of auburn, nice green eyes, a pretty smile, and size 11 wide feet. Which by the way were up in the air and crossed at the ankle. She was barefoot and I was transfixed by them, she kept scrunching her toes and wiggling them. I was not interested in the game at all. I decided that it was her turn. I told them I was going to the bathroom and went up to my gf’s room. She has a hair brush set aside specifically so I can use it to tickle her feet when I come over. I grabbed it and rushed back down stairs. Right away I sat on her butt and grabbed around her ankles. She screamed “What are you doing?!?!?!?, I told her it should be obvious, but I explained anyway that I was tickling the hell out of her for revenge. She pleaded that she barely tickled me at all. I told her that she helped hold me down, that was enough to earn it. So I started with my index finger, tracing it up and down the sole of each foot. She giggled, and shook, I then started to scribble them on her heels. This produced a bit more giggling. I could tell she was trying to hold it in. I started raking them faster along the sides and arches; finally she broke into fits of laughter and high pitched screams. She was trying to shake me off, but to no avail. She begged my girlfriend, her sister, to help her. My girlfriend just sat there and said “I’m already going to get it. I don’t want it any worse, sorry.” I actually couldn't’t believe it, but I wasn’t complaining. So after about five minutes of finger attacking her soles, sides, and arches I went for her toes. I scribbled them fast under each toe at the same time, she let out a scream that could have broke glass, followed by a tangent of giggles and laughs. I did a little playing in between her toes too. Now at this point I wanted to change positions, so I flipped her on her back, I then got on my back and wrapped my legs Indian style around her ankles. So those big soles were practically in my face and they were staying there. I tickled her for about 5 more minutes with my hands before using the hairbrush. I grabbed it and lightly whisked it up and down her soles, she giggled right away, but I wanted loud, hysterical laughter, and I got it. I worked that brush all over her feet, soles, toes, sides, arches. Her toes flexed, they spread, and they wiggled! She was pounding the floor and pleading with me to stop with what ever breath she managed to not use for laughing. She was wild; the laughs were now non stop. I did this for about 10 minutes before finally stopping. When it was over she was sweaty and out of breath. I was satisfied.
Coming up, The Final Chapter: My Girlfriend.
