CellarDweller
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Hiya members.
Just got back from a trip to Florida.
I met a guy online who lives there, and he invited me to his place after about a month & 1/2 of getting to know each other. The cowpoke knew I have a thing for tickling, and admited to me he was ticklish. 🙂
I arrived in Florida on Sunday afternoon. He met me at the airport wearing a "Texas tux" and a dozen roses for me. I was shocked.
Spent the week with him at his place, and he is a sweet and affectionate guy. On my 2nd day there, he was at his sink, doing dishes. I walked up behind him, and started tickling his sides. He immediately started laughing, and clamped his arms to this sides, and started saying "no no no". He turned around and grabbed me, and gave me the same treatment.
Next day, I walked into his living room, and see him relaxing on his chaise lounge (sp?) and I walked over, and leaned in to plant a kiss on him. Then, my hands found their way to his armpits....and he started laughing out loud. He was more ticklish there than his sides.
All those days, he kept his cowboy boots on. He had told me his feet were ticklish, but it looked like he was not about to let me at them.
On Friday (the day before I was to go home) he walked into the kitchen and sat down facing me, and crossed his legs. He was in white socks with grey on the toe and heel. He was talking to me, and I grabbed his ankle. He grinned and said, "Oh no!" and I started tickling. Once again, immediate giggling. He pulled his foot away, and I bent down and grabbed the other ankle, and continued for a little longer.
I let him go, and he walked into the living room, back to the chaise lounge, and started to talk about plans for that eveing. I sat by his ankles, and started in on his feet again, but gently this time. He wiggled his feet and toes, and occasionally snickered while trying to talk. When he was about to finish, I started in with fast tickling again, and he started laughing.
We are making plans to get together again in the future. I'm looking forward to getting my fingers on him again soon. 😉
Just got back from a trip to Florida.
I met a guy online who lives there, and he invited me to his place after about a month & 1/2 of getting to know each other. The cowpoke knew I have a thing for tickling, and admited to me he was ticklish. 🙂
I arrived in Florida on Sunday afternoon. He met me at the airport wearing a "Texas tux" and a dozen roses for me. I was shocked.
Spent the week with him at his place, and he is a sweet and affectionate guy. On my 2nd day there, he was at his sink, doing dishes. I walked up behind him, and started tickling his sides. He immediately started laughing, and clamped his arms to this sides, and started saying "no no no". He turned around and grabbed me, and gave me the same treatment.
Next day, I walked into his living room, and see him relaxing on his chaise lounge (sp?) and I walked over, and leaned in to plant a kiss on him. Then, my hands found their way to his armpits....and he started laughing out loud. He was more ticklish there than his sides.
All those days, he kept his cowboy boots on. He had told me his feet were ticklish, but it looked like he was not about to let me at them.
On Friday (the day before I was to go home) he walked into the kitchen and sat down facing me, and crossed his legs. He was in white socks with grey on the toe and heel. He was talking to me, and I grabbed his ankle. He grinned and said, "Oh no!" and I started tickling. Once again, immediate giggling. He pulled his foot away, and I bent down and grabbed the other ankle, and continued for a little longer.
I let him go, and he walked into the living room, back to the chaise lounge, and started to talk about plans for that eveing. I sat by his ankles, and started in on his feet again, but gently this time. He wiggled his feet and toes, and occasionally snickered while trying to talk. When he was about to finish, I started in with fast tickling again, and he started laughing.
We are making plans to get together again in the future. I'm looking forward to getting my fingers on him again soon. 😉
