I've only posted a few times, so i guess i might as well start getting used to doing it more often. My tickling fetish really began when i was what, thirteen or fourteen, i think? Yeah, i was friends with a cool guy, and we would go out biking on dirt ramps whenver we could get a chance. His mom was a cool woman; she was older, maybe her forties, with bright blonde hair, and glasses. (I would describe more, but to be honest, i can't remember it all. It was a good while ago and i can barely remember what she looks like nowadays) She had the coolest attitude.
Well, one day i went too fast off a ramp on my little bike, and fell pretty damned hard. Fortunately, i wasn't hurt at all. God must've been smiling on me that day; my bud decided to keep on biking, while i got to hang with his mom. I couldn't help but notice that when i stood next to her, her sandles were off. She had some pretty big feet. At that moment i wanted to tickle her for no real reason. I decided i was goin to do it; but in my younger days as an idiot, i tested the dam in a stupid way; i deliberately stepped on grass near her bare foot, and caused it to brush up against her foot. Then, i asked her "You're smiling pretty big there...something tickling you?" (Feel free to make fun of me here-i deserve every piece of it)
SHe smiled and said "yes" while pointing down at her foot. So, i proceeded to sit down and make small talk, while tickling her foot with a blade of grass. She would giggle and yank her foot away each i did so, but she didn't tell me to stop, nor did she pull her foot away for good.
That was a cool time, and i will always remember it. I tickled twice more later on, and those were cool times, too. I don't know if they compare to this one, but they were interesting enough. Well, hope i didn't bore anyone in here; if i did, i apologize, and i hope to God that i don't get shot one day for this long rambling passage.
Well, one day i went too fast off a ramp on my little bike, and fell pretty damned hard. Fortunately, i wasn't hurt at all. God must've been smiling on me that day; my bud decided to keep on biking, while i got to hang with his mom. I couldn't help but notice that when i stood next to her, her sandles were off. She had some pretty big feet. At that moment i wanted to tickle her for no real reason. I decided i was goin to do it; but in my younger days as an idiot, i tested the dam in a stupid way; i deliberately stepped on grass near her bare foot, and caused it to brush up against her foot. Then, i asked her "You're smiling pretty big there...something tickling you?" (Feel free to make fun of me here-i deserve every piece of it)
SHe smiled and said "yes" while pointing down at her foot. So, i proceeded to sit down and make small talk, while tickling her foot with a blade of grass. She would giggle and yank her foot away each i did so, but she didn't tell me to stop, nor did she pull her foot away for good.
That was a cool time, and i will always remember it. I tickled twice more later on, and those were cool times, too. I don't know if they compare to this one, but they were interesting enough. Well, hope i didn't bore anyone in here; if i did, i apologize, and i hope to God that i don't get shot one day for this long rambling passage.
