Coventrytickler
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I have had 2 instances within the last couple of weeks of having my feet tickled during a massage.
Thai Massage
First was just over a week ago, when I had a gap in my calendar so decided to book a full body, Thai massage. The lady who I saw last time (I wrote a story about it as she offered to tickle me and gave me a happy ending) didn’t work there anymore, I’m not surprised why, there was a terrible review of a lady who booked her partner a massage with her and she gave him the same treatment as me.
Anyway, this massage convinced me that the ladies performing the massages, find it amusing when they have a ticklish client.
She was roughly in her forties, no more than 5 foot 2, with her black hair tied in a ponytail. She asked me to get undressed, lie facedown and cover myself with a towel. Obviously this left my feet poking out. When she returned, she filled up a bowl of water and placed it down near my feet. I already knew what was coming and had removed any sock fluff from my soles before lying down. I heard her take a hot cloth out from the bowl before she placed it over my right foot, before doing the same to my left. She disappeared for a minute and I could feel the hot towel making my feet soft and moist.
When she came back she removed the towel from my right foot, pinched it between her fingers and dragged it down my arch, from my heel, to my toes, making me twitch. I heard her giggle before she did it again, this time with more pressure, making me twitch again and let out a little giggle.
She asked if I was ticklish, but before I could answer, she scrubbed the towel over the ball of my foot, before scrubbing in between each toe. I was giggling and scrunching my toes with every stroke.
She moved onto my left foot, repeating the process, but this time she began scrubbing under my second and third toe, with repeated strokes, making me laugh as I tried to keep my foot still. She kept laughing to herself, repeating the word ‘ticklish’ as she finished scrubbing my toes. She then repeated the process, scrubbing up my arch a few times. I changed position and put my arms under my head, trying to suppress the giggles, but she went back to my right foot again, tracing the cloth under my toes a few times, chuckling to herself as every stroke, made my back arch and toes scrunch. I’m convinced that she was purposely trying to tickle me and getting a kick out of it.
Finally, she put the cloth back in the water, lifted my ankles onto some rolled up towels and moved the towel up my body, tucking it into my boxers. She poured warm oils over my legs and began to massage it in, climbing onto the bed to use her knees on my muscles.
After awhile, she turned around and began to massage down my calves to my feet, continuing her pressure down my arches, catching my soles with her nails a couple of times more than what I would consider an accident.
She then bent my legs (one at a time) so that my instep was showing and massaged down my calf again. When she got to my arch, she would only be applying pressure with her thumb, leaving her fingers together and dragging them across the side of my arch, catching her nails on my foot, making me twitch, every time.
She moved to my upper body but there was zero nail contact, even when she moved up and down my sides.
Towards the end of the massage, I was lying on my back, the lady was massaging my head, but at the end of the head massage, she began to drag her nails up my scalp and flick them off the top of my head. I was puzzled, but didn’t think much of it. She then did the same with each arm, massaging down to my hand before dragging her fingernails across my palm, and flicking her nails over my finger. This tickled a lot more than I thought it would, making my fingers twitch. She repeated it a couple of times before moving to my other arm. She said something about ‘negative energy’.
I knew what was coming as she moved the towel and gripped around my thigh, applying pressure as she moved her hands down my legs, over my ankle and heel before dragging one set of scrunched up nails up my arch and the other set over the top of my foot, flicking her nails off my toes. I twitched and struggled to hold my laughter back as she dragged her nails up to my toes a couple of times, before repeating on my other leg and foot.
Just as I thought that my time was done, she poured more hot water into the bowl and began to scrub the oil from my feet, paying close attention to my arches and toes, murmuring ‘ticklish’ a few times as I flinched.
I think this is the third massage I have had at this place now and every single time, the Thai ladies seem to pay a lot of attention to tickling my feet, once they know I am ticklish.
Physio appointment
I have been getting a few problems with my right ankle recently when exercising. I rang my physio but he is booked solidly for the next month. He told me that he has had a couple of graduates that he has taken on that are available, if I wanted to try them and see how I got on.
I booked an appointment for yesterday and went after work, the girl I booked with answered the intercom and asked if I minded having the other graduate in the appointment, as they were both free.
As I went in the room, they were both sat down, both in their early twenties, dressed in their tracksuits, with their hair tied up. Both girls were pretty and had a very sporty physique.
I sat down and explained that the tightness off my Achilles was running from my arch, up my calf.
They told me to take my shoes and socks off and lie down on the massage table. The girl I booked with began to massage my calf, for about 10 minutes, asking how the pressure was, I told her that I had a high pain threshold, so go as firm as she could.
She was stood at my feet, but as she moved up towards my knee, her badge on her lanyard brushed lightly against my sole, making my toes twitch. This happened a couple of times before the other girl (still sat down) saw it and made a comment that her badge was tickling my feet. The physio doing the massage quickly apologised with a giggle.
The other girl stood up and stood to the side of my foot, as the first girl moved up my calf, with a lot of pressure, I felt my big toe pull. The second girl then said that she could see how tight my arch was and put her finger on my arch and lightly traced it towards the ball of my foot, along the tendon. This tickled a lot, especially with the light touch of her nail, making my toes curl.
She apologised before they began talking to each other. The second girl then applied pressure to my ankle, moving it from side to side whilst the first girl then felt the tendon in my foot, making me twitch again.
I told them that my arch felt incredibly tight and the first girl said that she could massage it, to try and stretch it out, but it will be ticklish. Something about hearing the two girls saying the ‘T’ word made me aroused.
I told her to go for it, I could take a bit of tickling, if it made me feel better. The other girl commented that her feet were just as ticklish as mine, if not worse, and that she couldn’t get this done to her.
She began to push her thumb into my heel, I could feel her thumb nail on my skin as she slowly and deeply began to push her thumb down my arch, leading with her nail. I instantly flexed my foot and scrunched up my toes. She repeated the same line again, but with more pressure, making me laugh into the pillow on the bed.
She asked me if I wanted to stop for a break, as it will take a few minutes of the same pressure, but I told her to carry on, I will just scream into the pillow.
What made it worse, was they kept swapping over, the other girl had longer nails, which caused the slowest, tickle torture, I have ever felt. After a few minutes of them checking each others work, they moved to my left arch, to see if that one needed working on.
As soon as their thumb nail hit my skin, I jolted and began to laugh into the pillow.
One of them made the remark that my left foot seemed more ticklish than my right, as they were massaging.
They asked me to turn over, as one of them lifted the towel, as I rotated away from them, I quickly tucked my hard cock into my waistband, so it wasn’t as visible before they placed the towel back down.
The next 10 minutes, I was laughing uncontrollably into my hands over my mouth as they forced their fingers between my toes, which was incredibly ticklish before dragging their thumbs back down my arch, with my toes bent back to stretch my foot out.
Once they were satisfied, they began to slowly massage my feet, which felt great and wasn’t too ticklish. We made some small talk where they both agreed that they struggled during training when work was done on their feet, due to being ticklish. One of them made the comment that they have to use their nail to feel for the small knots on the tendon, when she had it done to her, she nearly kicked the instructor in the face.
They gave me some stretches to do and told me to come back in a couple of weeks, if it hasn’t improved.
Safe to say that I will be booking back in again, regardless of it improving
Thai Massage
First was just over a week ago, when I had a gap in my calendar so decided to book a full body, Thai massage. The lady who I saw last time (I wrote a story about it as she offered to tickle me and gave me a happy ending) didn’t work there anymore, I’m not surprised why, there was a terrible review of a lady who booked her partner a massage with her and she gave him the same treatment as me.
Anyway, this massage convinced me that the ladies performing the massages, find it amusing when they have a ticklish client.
She was roughly in her forties, no more than 5 foot 2, with her black hair tied in a ponytail. She asked me to get undressed, lie facedown and cover myself with a towel. Obviously this left my feet poking out. When she returned, she filled up a bowl of water and placed it down near my feet. I already knew what was coming and had removed any sock fluff from my soles before lying down. I heard her take a hot cloth out from the bowl before she placed it over my right foot, before doing the same to my left. She disappeared for a minute and I could feel the hot towel making my feet soft and moist.
When she came back she removed the towel from my right foot, pinched it between her fingers and dragged it down my arch, from my heel, to my toes, making me twitch. I heard her giggle before she did it again, this time with more pressure, making me twitch again and let out a little giggle.
She asked if I was ticklish, but before I could answer, she scrubbed the towel over the ball of my foot, before scrubbing in between each toe. I was giggling and scrunching my toes with every stroke.
She moved onto my left foot, repeating the process, but this time she began scrubbing under my second and third toe, with repeated strokes, making me laugh as I tried to keep my foot still. She kept laughing to herself, repeating the word ‘ticklish’ as she finished scrubbing my toes. She then repeated the process, scrubbing up my arch a few times. I changed position and put my arms under my head, trying to suppress the giggles, but she went back to my right foot again, tracing the cloth under my toes a few times, chuckling to herself as every stroke, made my back arch and toes scrunch. I’m convinced that she was purposely trying to tickle me and getting a kick out of it.
Finally, she put the cloth back in the water, lifted my ankles onto some rolled up towels and moved the towel up my body, tucking it into my boxers. She poured warm oils over my legs and began to massage it in, climbing onto the bed to use her knees on my muscles.
After awhile, she turned around and began to massage down my calves to my feet, continuing her pressure down my arches, catching my soles with her nails a couple of times more than what I would consider an accident.
She then bent my legs (one at a time) so that my instep was showing and massaged down my calf again. When she got to my arch, she would only be applying pressure with her thumb, leaving her fingers together and dragging them across the side of my arch, catching her nails on my foot, making me twitch, every time.
She moved to my upper body but there was zero nail contact, even when she moved up and down my sides.
Towards the end of the massage, I was lying on my back, the lady was massaging my head, but at the end of the head massage, she began to drag her nails up my scalp and flick them off the top of my head. I was puzzled, but didn’t think much of it. She then did the same with each arm, massaging down to my hand before dragging her fingernails across my palm, and flicking her nails over my finger. This tickled a lot more than I thought it would, making my fingers twitch. She repeated it a couple of times before moving to my other arm. She said something about ‘negative energy’.
I knew what was coming as she moved the towel and gripped around my thigh, applying pressure as she moved her hands down my legs, over my ankle and heel before dragging one set of scrunched up nails up my arch and the other set over the top of my foot, flicking her nails off my toes. I twitched and struggled to hold my laughter back as she dragged her nails up to my toes a couple of times, before repeating on my other leg and foot.
Just as I thought that my time was done, she poured more hot water into the bowl and began to scrub the oil from my feet, paying close attention to my arches and toes, murmuring ‘ticklish’ a few times as I flinched.
I think this is the third massage I have had at this place now and every single time, the Thai ladies seem to pay a lot of attention to tickling my feet, once they know I am ticklish.
Physio appointment
I have been getting a few problems with my right ankle recently when exercising. I rang my physio but he is booked solidly for the next month. He told me that he has had a couple of graduates that he has taken on that are available, if I wanted to try them and see how I got on.
I booked an appointment for yesterday and went after work, the girl I booked with answered the intercom and asked if I minded having the other graduate in the appointment, as they were both free.
As I went in the room, they were both sat down, both in their early twenties, dressed in their tracksuits, with their hair tied up. Both girls were pretty and had a very sporty physique.
I sat down and explained that the tightness off my Achilles was running from my arch, up my calf.
They told me to take my shoes and socks off and lie down on the massage table. The girl I booked with began to massage my calf, for about 10 minutes, asking how the pressure was, I told her that I had a high pain threshold, so go as firm as she could.
She was stood at my feet, but as she moved up towards my knee, her badge on her lanyard brushed lightly against my sole, making my toes twitch. This happened a couple of times before the other girl (still sat down) saw it and made a comment that her badge was tickling my feet. The physio doing the massage quickly apologised with a giggle.
The other girl stood up and stood to the side of my foot, as the first girl moved up my calf, with a lot of pressure, I felt my big toe pull. The second girl then said that she could see how tight my arch was and put her finger on my arch and lightly traced it towards the ball of my foot, along the tendon. This tickled a lot, especially with the light touch of her nail, making my toes curl.
She apologised before they began talking to each other. The second girl then applied pressure to my ankle, moving it from side to side whilst the first girl then felt the tendon in my foot, making me twitch again.
I told them that my arch felt incredibly tight and the first girl said that she could massage it, to try and stretch it out, but it will be ticklish. Something about hearing the two girls saying the ‘T’ word made me aroused.
I told her to go for it, I could take a bit of tickling, if it made me feel better. The other girl commented that her feet were just as ticklish as mine, if not worse, and that she couldn’t get this done to her.
She began to push her thumb into my heel, I could feel her thumb nail on my skin as she slowly and deeply began to push her thumb down my arch, leading with her nail. I instantly flexed my foot and scrunched up my toes. She repeated the same line again, but with more pressure, making me laugh into the pillow on the bed.
She asked me if I wanted to stop for a break, as it will take a few minutes of the same pressure, but I told her to carry on, I will just scream into the pillow.
What made it worse, was they kept swapping over, the other girl had longer nails, which caused the slowest, tickle torture, I have ever felt. After a few minutes of them checking each others work, they moved to my left arch, to see if that one needed working on.
As soon as their thumb nail hit my skin, I jolted and began to laugh into the pillow.
One of them made the remark that my left foot seemed more ticklish than my right, as they were massaging.
They asked me to turn over, as one of them lifted the towel, as I rotated away from them, I quickly tucked my hard cock into my waistband, so it wasn’t as visible before they placed the towel back down.
The next 10 minutes, I was laughing uncontrollably into my hands over my mouth as they forced their fingers between my toes, which was incredibly ticklish before dragging their thumbs back down my arch, with my toes bent back to stretch my foot out.
Once they were satisfied, they began to slowly massage my feet, which felt great and wasn’t too ticklish. We made some small talk where they both agreed that they struggled during training when work was done on their feet, due to being ticklish. One of them made the comment that they have to use their nail to feel for the small knots on the tendon, when she had it done to her, she nearly kicked the instructor in the face.
They gave me some stretches to do and told me to come back in a couple of weeks, if it hasn’t improved.
Safe to say that I will be booking back in again, regardless of it improving
