Tickle Trouble (Daring Attempts Go Wrong)

[featherfingers]

I was at a football game at U of A stadium with my Dad and brother.
I was seated on the bleachers or whatever you call those seats, enjoying the game when I just happened to glance down to my right. Right there beside me, within reach, was the thonged foot of the lady seated behind me. Her right foot was by my right thigh. So, I slyly crossed my left arm over my right, extended my index finger and yes, I tickled her toe. Actually, I kept on gliding my finger up and down her arch, hoping she enjoyed it as much as I was enjoying doing it. This went on for a few minutes...ah, bliss. All of the sudden I hear a man's voice say into my right ear, "Those are my toes for tickling!" I just about peed my pants. I think my Dad pretended he didn't know me. I don't remember if the Wildcats won or lost that night, but I still remember those toes.

 

[featherfingers]

Hasn't anybody else attempted a tickle only to have it backfire on them? Well, I've got another. A few years back I went out partying with a friend and his girlfriend. We laughed, told a few jokes but it still doesn't ease the pain. Later that night, we got to the girlfriend's house. I was gonna crash out on the couch. Now, this is the truth...if there is a woman in any house I may be at, I will not sleep until I at least try to tickle her feet while she sleeps. (I find sleeping ladies to be very erotic). She and her boyfriend go to their bedroom. I'm on the couch, waiting for the right moment. The moment arrives... I sneak into their bedroom which happens to be really dark. I lift up the covers and blindly reach for an awaiting foot. I find one and begin running my fingers over the soles...something's wrong. This foot felt all calloused up and grungy. To this day, I can't figure out if that lady had really nasty feet or if I had been tickling her boyfriend's foot. I don't want to know.

 

[tickleshotel]

Yeah featherfingers I have one experience that made what could
have been a long great weekend a disappointment to me. It was
about 9-10 years ago when I was invited to a all weekend Co-ed
slumber party/bbq by one of my girlfriends.I had made plans
to stay the whole weekend but sleeping arrangements were for me
and my girlfriend to crash out at a friend of a friend's place nearby.Well my girlfriend and I were psyched about the whole party,gathering for different reasons.My girlfriend knew most of all the people that were going to be present and I only knew my friend.We arrived a little early ,helped decorate,ect and before long the other guests started arriving. It would be too long to describe the whole evening but my friend and I were mingling with everyone really,some other girls that she knew,and a few guys that she told me that she really liked,had a crush on..Not everyone at the party were staying overnight so the gathering started to dwindle down where there were about 8 people and we all sat on the floor playing battleship,poker,ect whatever came to people;s minds.Well I was comfy lying on my stomach wearing summer attire and I was barefoot but I thought to myself (nobody here knows about my tickle interest) so I was safe..There was a girl sitting next to me I didn't know who was kinda cute ,there was a guy that I didn't know on my other side and I remember he smelled like he wore cologne.WEll at one point the guy next to me finding out his name was Clay sat up ,had his shoes off but had his socks on and he sat indian style which everyone was sitting close enough to where clay;s stocking foot was barely touching my upper arm..I didn;t want to come across as forward but during the game I purposely let one of my playing cards fall and it landed underneath clay's foot. I thought to myself "should I do it or forever regret not to take the chance" and I took the chance picking up the playing card and just dragging the card directly up Clay;s foot nearest me and There was NO response whatsoever!.Not even a giggle,grunt ,nothing..The other girls in the game except my friend took the hunch and tackled the guy trying to tickle his ribs,sides,stomach to see where he was ticklish..My friend and I then said goodnight as the game ended and went over to her friends place ..I know I can;t get my mind off tickling but I was hoping that by me trying to tickle clay that he would try to get retaliation on me ..

 

[featherfingers]

Tickleshotel! I've proven to be quite daring, haven't I? Then why did I pass this one up??! I had just gotten off my shift as a waiter at a resort here. I was walking to the parking lot with a friend when what did our peepers spy? A Volkswagon Beetle with two legs dangling out of the driver's side window! Attached to those legs were a pair of pretty feet. This time I knew that this was a lady because I knew that was her car and her toenails were painted (I know, some guys do that, too). She must have been asleep and dangling her legs out the window was probably the most comfortable position for her, considering the car. My friend and I were RIGHT THERE looking at those legs. He said, "She probably WANTS someone to tickle her feet." Yes, that someone was me! But for reasons that I can only attribute to falling out of my bunkbed too many times as a kid, I walked on by and proceeded to drive away in my car, not realizing at the time that I would kick myself in the butt every day afterward for letting that golden opportunity slip through my fingers.

 

[tickleshotel]

Featherfingers OH Man,I have no idea how you could have
walked on BY!..I bet ya ,you have had a extremely positive
reaction if she was asleep or maybe she did that to see if
she would get any reaction from anyone that seen her feet
dangling out the window..She might not even be aware of the
devilish insatiable ticklers that are lurking LOL

 

[featherfingers]

Yes, we are a motley crew (Crue? No, thank you). I took a giant dare when I was at college. One of my first attempts to tickle a female student in the library really went haywire. I wasn't using my shoestrings, either. ( I had yet to discover how effective they could be) There she was at her desk, the partition obscuring her view of me, and her sandaled feet were right there within reach. I had a piece of thin nylon rope in my hand so I reached down and tickled her toes. (I had found that rope somewhere in the library) She seemed to like it. So I tickled her toes again. She jumped up and looked over that partition at me and yelled, "Stop doing that!" I would've been more alarmed if she hadn't had a booger hanging out of her nose. I'm NOT making this up! So be careful when you seek out strange and unfamiliar toes to whet your appetite for tickling. Tickleshotel, I try not to let opportunities pass me by but I'm telling you, this day and age any kind of touch can be misinterpreted. That's why I now seek out willing participants.