collegekid
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I used to read through all these "true" stories and think to myself, there's no way this is real life. That was until last week.
Now, my best friend knows about my fetishes and doesn't judge me for them. And it was nice to have somebody I could talk to about it. So when she told me one of her ticklish spots, well... I couldn't resist. Next thing I know, I've got her pinned down and I'm tickling all over her body, as she's giggling and squirming away from me. I had to stop myself, as I was getting a little worked up. We talked about what had happened, later that night, and she went into detail about how that "session" was actually kind of "fun". BINGO. That was so an open invitation for more. The next day, we were hanging out, and she began to tell me how when I give her foot massages, it's hard for her to hold back the laughter. SHE ALWAYS TOLD ME HER FEET WEREN'T TICKLISH! How could she have been keeping this from me for so long!?!? Immediately, I pulled her socks off and dug into her soles with my fingers. Her laughs were so loud, I couldn't believe that I had never figured this out before!
Since then, we've sort of made it a habit to have tickling sessions, where I'll tickle her stomach, hips, neck, and feet. It doesn't do to her what it does to me, but she says it's a good stress reliever. She says it's only fair if she gets to tickle me back, which, of course, I'm obligated to let her do. Little does she know that she leaves me dripping and ready to go. Our relationship won't go beyond friendship, but I'm so thankful that I've finally found a tickle partner that I can play with. It's almost a dream to me, really. But I can't wait for tomorrow's session.
Now, my best friend knows about my fetishes and doesn't judge me for them. And it was nice to have somebody I could talk to about it. So when she told me one of her ticklish spots, well... I couldn't resist. Next thing I know, I've got her pinned down and I'm tickling all over her body, as she's giggling and squirming away from me. I had to stop myself, as I was getting a little worked up. We talked about what had happened, later that night, and she went into detail about how that "session" was actually kind of "fun". BINGO. That was so an open invitation for more. The next day, we were hanging out, and she began to tell me how when I give her foot massages, it's hard for her to hold back the laughter. SHE ALWAYS TOLD ME HER FEET WEREN'T TICKLISH! How could she have been keeping this from me for so long!?!? Immediately, I pulled her socks off and dug into her soles with my fingers. Her laughs were so loud, I couldn't believe that I had never figured this out before!
Since then, we've sort of made it a habit to have tickling sessions, where I'll tickle her stomach, hips, neck, and feet. It doesn't do to her what it does to me, but she says it's a good stress reliever. She says it's only fair if she gets to tickle me back, which, of course, I'm obligated to let her do. Little does she know that she leaves me dripping and ready to go. Our relationship won't go beyond friendship, but I'm so thankful that I've finally found a tickle partner that I can play with. It's almost a dream to me, really. But I can't wait for tomorrow's session.
