YouNeverKnow175
TMF Master
- Joined
- Sep 30, 2002
- Messages
- 867
- Points
- 28
Toenail painting was a favorite activity of my ex-girlfriend Darcy, in her early twenties at the time, and her good friend Chrissy. Now, Darcy’s stories about Chrissy have led me to suspect that she may well be into tickling, and these are no exception.
One time, they were in Darcy’s bedroom and Chrissy had Darcy’s foot in hand, painting her toes. Darcy’s feet are size seven, soft, with very pretty and long toes - pretty close to perfect. As the toenail painting proceeded, the small movements of Chrissy’s fingers as she re-positioned Darcy’s foot started to grow increasingly intense, and Darcy fought hard to hold still. Occasionally she would let out a giggle, or an “aaayyyyy.....carreefull!!!” Then at a certain point, with Chrissy’s fingers dwelling close to her toes, Darcy lost it. It tickled too much. She started squealing and laughing. “OKAY!! OKAY!! STOP!! STOP!!!!!” Chrissy assured her, “I’m almost done! Hold still!” But Darcy couldn’t stop laughing and had to pull her foot away. “How can you get pedicures when you’re this ticklish??” Chrissy exclaimed.
Another time, at the end of a similar session outside on the front lawn on a warm summer day, Darcy’s intermittent giggles throughout the process weren’t enough. Chrissy grabbed Darcy’s foot and locked it under her arm and started tickling relentlessly. “STOOPP!!! PLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAASSSEE!!!” Darcy begged and she unleashed her signature scream amidst laughter. She couldn’t get away and Chrissy wouldn’t stop, so she kept screaming and laughing in hopes that being really loud would deter her friend. Eventually it did, but not before a solid minute of intense foot tickling on Darcy’s soft soles.
***
I love to hear comments/feedback/favorite parts/"what if it were me"/similar stories.....so let me know what you think!
One time, they were in Darcy’s bedroom and Chrissy had Darcy’s foot in hand, painting her toes. Darcy’s feet are size seven, soft, with very pretty and long toes - pretty close to perfect. As the toenail painting proceeded, the small movements of Chrissy’s fingers as she re-positioned Darcy’s foot started to grow increasingly intense, and Darcy fought hard to hold still. Occasionally she would let out a giggle, or an “aaayyyyy.....carreefull!!!” Then at a certain point, with Chrissy’s fingers dwelling close to her toes, Darcy lost it. It tickled too much. She started squealing and laughing. “OKAY!! OKAY!! STOP!! STOP!!!!!” Chrissy assured her, “I’m almost done! Hold still!” But Darcy couldn’t stop laughing and had to pull her foot away. “How can you get pedicures when you’re this ticklish??” Chrissy exclaimed.
Another time, at the end of a similar session outside on the front lawn on a warm summer day, Darcy’s intermittent giggles throughout the process weren’t enough. Chrissy grabbed Darcy’s foot and locked it under her arm and started tickling relentlessly. “STOOPP!!! PLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAASSSEE!!!” Darcy begged and she unleashed her signature scream amidst laughter. She couldn’t get away and Chrissy wouldn’t stop, so she kept screaming and laughing in hopes that being really loud would deter her friend. Eventually it did, but not before a solid minute of intense foot tickling on Darcy’s soft soles.
***
I love to hear comments/feedback/favorite parts/"what if it were me"/similar stories.....so let me know what you think!
Thanks for sharing it here. 
