bare-soles
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This must have happened about six years ago now but it was one of the best night's of my teenage life. It all began when a Canadian family came to visit after returning to the country on a vacation. The parents knew each other from the 80's and so I had to make friends with the daughter. Easy enough really, she was a nice girl. Brown hair, about 5'9 and yes good feet 😉
And so we spent the day hanging out and catching up on old times well into the evening. Getting late the parents headed to bed and I went to the bedroom to watch some tv. Kicked off my socks, put on my CK PJ's and watched whatever was on.
Within 5 minutes the daughter had come upstairs, I thought she was going to the bathroom but continued towards my room. Walking in she cautiously came up to my bed and told me she couldn't sleep. She sat at the foot of my bed whilst one of my legs hung out of it. She clocked onto this and said with a smile...'ooh you're barefoot'.......'you ticklish?'
Without saying a word I whipped my leg back into the covers and looked at her with a smile back. She insisted on hunting for my feet saying 'come on....let me try'.
Having somewhat of a foot fetish I quickly gave up not wanting to decline the moment and before long she had my leg in her lap. 'ok, so you're a little ticklish then?' With that she ran her nail up my sole.
'Ahh'...I said hesitantly. She then continued to do this slow action making me squirm left to right. 'What about this?' she said as she used all of her nails on my one foot. 'Ahha....ok....haha.....you proved your point'. I said.
'No I really haven't' came a reply and with it she sat on my legs but facing my feet. Going to her belly she then pulled up the duvet to reveal my other foot of which I quickly realised. 'this is what being ticklish is like'.....she said.
'Ahhahah.....Hahah....please.....' I cried as her hands danced over my size 9 soles. 'Ok I am.....haha....ticklish'.
'That's right' she said as she held my two big toes together and raked up both feet.
'I give up, you win, I'll do anything....' I said (bad mistake)
'Oh really?'.....'well as I have you barefoot why don't you get me barefoot' said the girl.
She stretched out her legs to my face and continued...
'with your mouth!'
That was it, as about aroused as any person could get in this position I bit at her heels trying to remove her ankle socks. At which point however she continued to tickle me. Up and down the soles and between my toes.
In a couple of minutes the socks were off and I thought it was over.
'There you are, barefoot....'
'Good boy' she said without looking at me whilst she focused on my feet.
As I watched her feet raise the continued towards my eyes until eventually working around my mouth. Her two big toes trying to make a way through was met with 'Go on...' as she hinted for some more fun.
I accepted as the tickling had stopped and was now worshipping her soft size 8 feet. Licking her toes and flexed soles. She began to groan however drawing her nails up soles at each nice feeling. It tickled but this time.....a different kind of tickle. One that made me want to continue as she made my muscles tense in my legs.
After what seemed like a pinical moment she turned over. 'Wow' she said. 'That was nice, I'm so glad you went with this move'.
'How about we turn it up a notch' as she put her soles in my face.
'Sure thing' I replied as she then took her hands to my PJ trousers.
What was about to come (besides myself) was an awesome night that I would never forget.
To be continued....
And so we spent the day hanging out and catching up on old times well into the evening. Getting late the parents headed to bed and I went to the bedroom to watch some tv. Kicked off my socks, put on my CK PJ's and watched whatever was on.
Within 5 minutes the daughter had come upstairs, I thought she was going to the bathroom but continued towards my room. Walking in she cautiously came up to my bed and told me she couldn't sleep. She sat at the foot of my bed whilst one of my legs hung out of it. She clocked onto this and said with a smile...'ooh you're barefoot'.......'you ticklish?'
Without saying a word I whipped my leg back into the covers and looked at her with a smile back. She insisted on hunting for my feet saying 'come on....let me try'.
Having somewhat of a foot fetish I quickly gave up not wanting to decline the moment and before long she had my leg in her lap. 'ok, so you're a little ticklish then?' With that she ran her nail up my sole.
'Ahh'...I said hesitantly. She then continued to do this slow action making me squirm left to right. 'What about this?' she said as she used all of her nails on my one foot. 'Ahha....ok....haha.....you proved your point'. I said.
'No I really haven't' came a reply and with it she sat on my legs but facing my feet. Going to her belly she then pulled up the duvet to reveal my other foot of which I quickly realised. 'this is what being ticklish is like'.....she said.
'Ahhahah.....Hahah....please.....' I cried as her hands danced over my size 9 soles. 'Ok I am.....haha....ticklish'.
'That's right' she said as she held my two big toes together and raked up both feet.
'I give up, you win, I'll do anything....' I said (bad mistake)
'Oh really?'.....'well as I have you barefoot why don't you get me barefoot' said the girl.
She stretched out her legs to my face and continued...
'with your mouth!'
That was it, as about aroused as any person could get in this position I bit at her heels trying to remove her ankle socks. At which point however she continued to tickle me. Up and down the soles and between my toes.
In a couple of minutes the socks were off and I thought it was over.
'There you are, barefoot....'
'Good boy' she said without looking at me whilst she focused on my feet.
As I watched her feet raise the continued towards my eyes until eventually working around my mouth. Her two big toes trying to make a way through was met with 'Go on...' as she hinted for some more fun.
I accepted as the tickling had stopped and was now worshipping her soft size 8 feet. Licking her toes and flexed soles. She began to groan however drawing her nails up soles at each nice feeling. It tickled but this time.....a different kind of tickle. One that made me want to continue as she made my muscles tense in my legs.
After what seemed like a pinical moment she turned over. 'Wow' she said. 'That was nice, I'm so glad you went with this move'.
'How about we turn it up a notch' as she put her soles in my face.
'Sure thing' I replied as she then took her hands to my PJ trousers.
What was about to come (besides myself) was an awesome night that I would never forget.
To be continued....
