This adventure began when I went out for pizza with two girls I’d known for a few months. Sylvia was about 5’5” with blonde hair, blue eyes, very slim and pretty. Tiffany was about 5’3” with blonde hair, blue eyes and cute too. She also had cute little size 6 feet.
The hostess seated us in a semi-private booth away from other customers. Sylvia sat next to me and Tiffany sat across from us. The three of us talked while we waited for our pizza. Throughout our conversation I made a number of jokes at Tiffany’s expense. I knew that sooner or later she would respond by kicking me under the table. Eventually, my persistence paid off. Boy was I glad.
I caught Tiffany’s right foot between my knees. She was wearing topsiders with no socks. When I grabbed her ankle, she knew she was in trouble. I pulled off her shoe exposing her vulnerable bare foot on my side of the table. I noticed that she had painted her toenails bright red, my personal favorite. At this moment, Tiffany had that “Oh, no!” look of shock on her face as she realized her predicament and tried to pull her foot away from me. Fortunately, strength and leverage were on my side of the table along with her helpless bare foot.
Sylvia smiled at me conspiratorially. We both knew that Tiffany’s feet were super ticklish. I paused for a moment to allow time for Tiffany’s anxiety to pique.
I began with a sensitivity test. As I slowly moved my right hand toward her foot, she curled down her toes and started giggling before my hand even reached her foot! With the tip of my index finger I lightly touched the center of her soft warm sole. I kept my finger motionless for a moment to observe her initial reaction. As expected, her squirming and giggling escalated.
As I slowly dragged my finger up and down her sole she exploded with laughter. Her hysterical shrieks continued as I ran my finger across the pads of her curled toes and along her arch. She continued her struggling, but was overwhelmed by her own laughter. Next I pried her toes back so I could tickle their super sensitive undersides. Tiffany went ballistic! From her heel to her toes, I explored every possible ticklish contour I could find with my busy fingers.
Upon completing this initial tickling tour, I concluded that there was no single “extra ticklish” spot since she was so ticklish in every spot I tickled. I can safely say that Tiffany scored a perfect “10” on this little sensitivity test.
During the above tickling activities, Tiffany had attempted to push herself away from me with her other foot. I countered this move by trapping her foot between my knees and held it there for later.
Also, during the above activities, Sylvia had contributed a few tickles of her own. Since she appeared eager to join in the fun, I handed her Tiffany’s right foot.
Now seemed like a good time for a full scale foot tickling! I removed the shoe from Tiffany’s other foot and began to vigorously tickle her super sensitive left sole. I scrabbled all of my fingers up and down her soft sole. She was now laughing so hard she nearly fell out of the booth. I honestly don’t know how she kept from wetting her pants.
In the meantime, on Tiffany’s right sole, Sylvia had put her fingernails to good use. She intensely scrabbled her nails up and down Tiffany’s ticklish sole. By this time, Tiffany was laughing so hard her eyes were tearing. She was also trying to catch her breath, so we gave her a break. Actually, Sylvia was a little impatient and added a few more koochee koos for good measure while I gave my fingers a rest.
After a minute or so, Sylvia and I resumed our tickle attack. Together, we ravaged the soles and toes of Tiffany’s helpless bare feet while Tiffany burst with uncontrolled gales of laughter. She tried to beg us to stop, but could only laugh. When we finally finished a few minutes later, Tiffany was so fatigued she could barely slip her shoes back on her feet.
I don’t quite remember how long the entire tickling episode lasted, but it ranks as one of my all time favorite tickling experiences. As I reflect on these events years later, I’m reasonably sure that Tiffany actually liked having her feet tickled! Despite the fact that Sylvia and I tickled her senseless, on future occasions Tiffany seemed to place her shoeless feet near me at every opportunity. Of course, I took advantage of those opportunities as well, but at that time, it never occurred to me that she liked being tickled!!! If I only knew then what I know now…
The hostess seated us in a semi-private booth away from other customers. Sylvia sat next to me and Tiffany sat across from us. The three of us talked while we waited for our pizza. Throughout our conversation I made a number of jokes at Tiffany’s expense. I knew that sooner or later she would respond by kicking me under the table. Eventually, my persistence paid off. Boy was I glad.
I caught Tiffany’s right foot between my knees. She was wearing topsiders with no socks. When I grabbed her ankle, she knew she was in trouble. I pulled off her shoe exposing her vulnerable bare foot on my side of the table. I noticed that she had painted her toenails bright red, my personal favorite. At this moment, Tiffany had that “Oh, no!” look of shock on her face as she realized her predicament and tried to pull her foot away from me. Fortunately, strength and leverage were on my side of the table along with her helpless bare foot.
Sylvia smiled at me conspiratorially. We both knew that Tiffany’s feet were super ticklish. I paused for a moment to allow time for Tiffany’s anxiety to pique.
I began with a sensitivity test. As I slowly moved my right hand toward her foot, she curled down her toes and started giggling before my hand even reached her foot! With the tip of my index finger I lightly touched the center of her soft warm sole. I kept my finger motionless for a moment to observe her initial reaction. As expected, her squirming and giggling escalated.
As I slowly dragged my finger up and down her sole she exploded with laughter. Her hysterical shrieks continued as I ran my finger across the pads of her curled toes and along her arch. She continued her struggling, but was overwhelmed by her own laughter. Next I pried her toes back so I could tickle their super sensitive undersides. Tiffany went ballistic! From her heel to her toes, I explored every possible ticklish contour I could find with my busy fingers.
Upon completing this initial tickling tour, I concluded that there was no single “extra ticklish” spot since she was so ticklish in every spot I tickled. I can safely say that Tiffany scored a perfect “10” on this little sensitivity test.
During the above tickling activities, Tiffany had attempted to push herself away from me with her other foot. I countered this move by trapping her foot between my knees and held it there for later.
Also, during the above activities, Sylvia had contributed a few tickles of her own. Since she appeared eager to join in the fun, I handed her Tiffany’s right foot.
Now seemed like a good time for a full scale foot tickling! I removed the shoe from Tiffany’s other foot and began to vigorously tickle her super sensitive left sole. I scrabbled all of my fingers up and down her soft sole. She was now laughing so hard she nearly fell out of the booth. I honestly don’t know how she kept from wetting her pants.
In the meantime, on Tiffany’s right sole, Sylvia had put her fingernails to good use. She intensely scrabbled her nails up and down Tiffany’s ticklish sole. By this time, Tiffany was laughing so hard her eyes were tearing. She was also trying to catch her breath, so we gave her a break. Actually, Sylvia was a little impatient and added a few more koochee koos for good measure while I gave my fingers a rest.
After a minute or so, Sylvia and I resumed our tickle attack. Together, we ravaged the soles and toes of Tiffany’s helpless bare feet while Tiffany burst with uncontrolled gales of laughter. She tried to beg us to stop, but could only laugh. When we finally finished a few minutes later, Tiffany was so fatigued she could barely slip her shoes back on her feet.
I don’t quite remember how long the entire tickling episode lasted, but it ranks as one of my all time favorite tickling experiences. As I reflect on these events years later, I’m reasonably sure that Tiffany actually liked having her feet tickled! Despite the fact that Sylvia and I tickled her senseless, on future occasions Tiffany seemed to place her shoeless feet near me at every opportunity. Of course, I took advantage of those opportunities as well, but at that time, it never occurred to me that she liked being tickled!!! If I only knew then what I know now…
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