I don't normally post this sort of thing on here, but I thought this particular experience would be worth sharing!
I've recently been going to sports massage sessions to try and recover from an injury. The female masseuse is roughly the same age as me (23), good looking, blonde hair, petite and is always barefoot when in her therapy room. After quite a few sessions we get chatting more and build up a rapport, talking about all sorts of things and after a while feel comfortable in each others company.
Last Week I go in as usual and she explains the plan for what she'll be doing that session. She tells me that she'll be working on my calfs/feet and then she jokingly said "I'll try not to tickle you too much!" I couldn't believe it! I'm sure most of you are familiar with the feeling you get when someone who isn't into tickling mentions "the word". I explained not to worry as my feet aren't particularly ticklish to which she replied neither were hers. I then faced a dilemma whether to leave it at that or probe a little more. In a split second decision I went for the risky latter option.
"I don't believe you, everyone is ticklish on their feet!". Again she protested that she was the exception and once again I said that I didn't believe her. "I bet I can make you laugh, even if it's just a little bit. Come on!". I gestured for her to come and sit next to me on the massage table and to my delight and slight amazement she came up and sat next to me already giggling. "That's a good start" I joked and she lifted her barefoot up onto her knee and presented her sole to me. I began to softly tickle up and down her foot. No reaction. So I increased the intensity and began to tickle a little harder which made her twitch slightly and I could see she was holding back laughter. "There's got to be a particular spot" I said as I gently held her toes back and raked my fingers on the ball of her foot and underneath her toes. I'd found it. She burst into laughter and began to try and move her foot away. I held on for a few seconds and continued to tickle her as her laughter became louder and more frantic with the odd "Oh my god" thrown in.
Once I had stopped I said "I knew you were ticklish!" to which she replied "I had no idea, I haven't been tickled in ages. But that's how injuries happen!". We both laughed as she jumped down from the table and we carried on the session as normal. Luckily for me she didn't try and get me back when I was receiving my massage!
I couldn't believe my luck at what had just happened!
I've recently been going to sports massage sessions to try and recover from an injury. The female masseuse is roughly the same age as me (23), good looking, blonde hair, petite and is always barefoot when in her therapy room. After quite a few sessions we get chatting more and build up a rapport, talking about all sorts of things and after a while feel comfortable in each others company.
Last Week I go in as usual and she explains the plan for what she'll be doing that session. She tells me that she'll be working on my calfs/feet and then she jokingly said "I'll try not to tickle you too much!" I couldn't believe it! I'm sure most of you are familiar with the feeling you get when someone who isn't into tickling mentions "the word". I explained not to worry as my feet aren't particularly ticklish to which she replied neither were hers. I then faced a dilemma whether to leave it at that or probe a little more. In a split second decision I went for the risky latter option.
"I don't believe you, everyone is ticklish on their feet!". Again she protested that she was the exception and once again I said that I didn't believe her. "I bet I can make you laugh, even if it's just a little bit. Come on!". I gestured for her to come and sit next to me on the massage table and to my delight and slight amazement she came up and sat next to me already giggling. "That's a good start" I joked and she lifted her barefoot up onto her knee and presented her sole to me. I began to softly tickle up and down her foot. No reaction. So I increased the intensity and began to tickle a little harder which made her twitch slightly and I could see she was holding back laughter. "There's got to be a particular spot" I said as I gently held her toes back and raked my fingers on the ball of her foot and underneath her toes. I'd found it. She burst into laughter and began to try and move her foot away. I held on for a few seconds and continued to tickle her as her laughter became louder and more frantic with the odd "Oh my god" thrown in.
Once I had stopped I said "I knew you were ticklish!" to which she replied "I had no idea, I haven't been tickled in ages. But that's how injuries happen!". We both laughed as she jumped down from the table and we carried on the session as normal. Luckily for me she didn't try and get me back when I was receiving my massage!
I couldn't believe my luck at what had just happened!
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
