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Some interest was shown, so here's another first time story. This story comes from before we were married, so a few years ago. It's as accurate as I can remember.
Despite having not been married yet, Im just going to refer to my wife as wife lol. Her friend is G.
In our busy adult lives we found less and less time for friends, particularly those who were a distance away. Although the distance made visits more sparse, it did make catching up that much better. G and my wife have been friends forever, lifelong almost. We became great friends too over the course of wife and I dating and we always had fun times.
One week day, wife told me that G was coming to visit this weekend. Sweet! It's been a while. I grabbed some refreshments for her arrival and we planned a simple barbecue. G came, we ate, we drank, and we caught up and had fun doing so.
A while later we were all sitting on the couch watching tv, scrolling, and chatting. Winding down and kicking back. At this point we all had a couple drinks and were in bubbly moods. Myself in the middle, my wife to my right, and G to my left.
As per usual, my wife's feet are in my lap and Im massaging/caressing them while we all chat. Mainly them chatting and scrolling while Im half watching tv half participating in conversation. Her feet were on the left side of my lap, more or less hanging off of my left thigh. She was laid back in the corner of the couch in her own world.
My wife is short, our couch isnt super long, so the proximity of everybody was relatively close.
At some point during the girls conversation, my wife was talking to G and I heard something about me. Nothing in particular just my name. Catching my attention, I gave a "huh?" to which my wife probably didnt hear or pay attention to.
So acting as any rational husband would, I whisked my finger tip up her bare arch and asked what she said. She "eeped", chuckled and said dont do that before going back to scrolling. I grabbed her ankle and did it again but slower, making her shriek a little and start to giggle.
"HeeEEYYYY" she whines
"I was just trying to participate in the conversation honeyyyy" I reply still teasing her sole with my index finger tip.
She squeals a little more and says something about how she was just talking about my work. Fair enough.
While I was tickling my wife, I noticed G was halfway watching and smiling. She's seen this behavior a time or two.
I let my wife relax again and go back to rubbing her feet. Only this time I sneak in a little tickle here and there to make my wife twitch or squeak. I notice that when I do this, G is watching rather intently. With a bit of a mischievous grin too.
Im not sure what came over me next but I just acted. I drug my fingers down my wife's sole, raking at the end for a reaction. I look right at G, who snickered and met my gaze. My back is more to my wife at this point, with her laying back and me leaning on her a bit. So she cant see anything.
G is definitely more outgoing/troublemaking than my wife. This paired with her nail choice (always longer pointed acrylic) made for the perfect helping hands.
I raised my eyebrows at G and looked down at my wifes left foot that I was holding steady. She hesitated slightly, not sure if she could betray her friend, but then curled up a big smile before dragging a single nail up my wife's sole.
Her foot wiggled and her toes curled hard. "I said nooohohooo tickling ahahahaaa"
I gave a quick nod to G and she drug a couple fingers back down her sole. "BwwaaAAGHAHHAAA HEY I SAID YOU CAAAHAHANT TICKLE MEEE"
I shot back with "Well you never said anything about G!" And I quickly positioned myself to where my wife was straddling me and my back was to her. So her left leg was on my left, and trapped between my arm lock and the couch. I used the couch as leverage and had her foot locked in my arm so that I still had a free hand. This hand would do its best to hold my wife's toes back.
G wasted zero time, I was shocked. Almost like she had thoughts about this before hmmm...lol anyways she began scratching the balls of my wife's foot that were tight and smooth by me holding her toes back. Wife. Loses. It.
She starts shrieking and howling "waaAAHAHA AAGGHHAHAHA OH MY HAHA OH MY GOOHOHOOODDD STOHOOOHOPP STOPSTOPSTOP" trying to buck back but the alcohol buzz is not working in her favor. I tell G not to forget her toes and she begins digging her nails under and between them.
"NOOOHOOOHOOO MY TOOESS NOT MY TOOESSAAGHHHAHAHAHA" usually there isnt a hand holding them back AND and able to tickle.
"This is NOT FAAIIRRRR HAHAHA YOU GUYSSS"
I say "You're right baby, lets give her a break G" and I immediately swap to holding her right foot now. G is giggling and clearly having a time. And she starts in on my wife's right foot now.
She's always more sensitive on whichever foot gets it last. So with G's nails raking up and down her sole, and me holding her still, she's having a giggle meltdown. No words coming out, just starts of them and belts of laughter while catching her breath.
I hold her toes back on this foot and G knows exactly what to do now. All four fingers are scratching every surface of under wife's toes and the ball of her foot. I tell her to get the second hand in on her arch or heel and this sends my wife over the edge. Thrashing and bucking wildly.
"ENO-WAHAHAENOUGH MERCY ALREHEHEADYYY AAGHAHAHAHA PLEASE"
We finally decide she's had enough and let her go. Hilariously she plops her feet back in my lap and is immediately fake pouting demanding foot rubs. She tells G to stay away from her feet and that we are so mean to her. Through laughing and catching her breath obviously.
G comments about how she knew that my wife was ticklish, but not that ticklish, and that it was so much fun learning about her "kryptonite". She wishes she had known sooner. Not foreshadowing at all. Anyways the night goes on as normal and that was that for that visit.
The first time, but perhaps not the last time, I have had help in this sort of scenario. Thanks for reading!
Despite having not been married yet, Im just going to refer to my wife as wife lol. Her friend is G.
In our busy adult lives we found less and less time for friends, particularly those who were a distance away. Although the distance made visits more sparse, it did make catching up that much better. G and my wife have been friends forever, lifelong almost. We became great friends too over the course of wife and I dating and we always had fun times.
One week day, wife told me that G was coming to visit this weekend. Sweet! It's been a while. I grabbed some refreshments for her arrival and we planned a simple barbecue. G came, we ate, we drank, and we caught up and had fun doing so.
A while later we were all sitting on the couch watching tv, scrolling, and chatting. Winding down and kicking back. At this point we all had a couple drinks and were in bubbly moods. Myself in the middle, my wife to my right, and G to my left.
As per usual, my wife's feet are in my lap and Im massaging/caressing them while we all chat. Mainly them chatting and scrolling while Im half watching tv half participating in conversation. Her feet were on the left side of my lap, more or less hanging off of my left thigh. She was laid back in the corner of the couch in her own world.
My wife is short, our couch isnt super long, so the proximity of everybody was relatively close.
At some point during the girls conversation, my wife was talking to G and I heard something about me. Nothing in particular just my name. Catching my attention, I gave a "huh?" to which my wife probably didnt hear or pay attention to.
So acting as any rational husband would, I whisked my finger tip up her bare arch and asked what she said. She "eeped", chuckled and said dont do that before going back to scrolling. I grabbed her ankle and did it again but slower, making her shriek a little and start to giggle.
"HeeEEYYYY" she whines
"I was just trying to participate in the conversation honeyyyy" I reply still teasing her sole with my index finger tip.
She squeals a little more and says something about how she was just talking about my work. Fair enough.
While I was tickling my wife, I noticed G was halfway watching and smiling. She's seen this behavior a time or two.
I let my wife relax again and go back to rubbing her feet. Only this time I sneak in a little tickle here and there to make my wife twitch or squeak. I notice that when I do this, G is watching rather intently. With a bit of a mischievous grin too.
Im not sure what came over me next but I just acted. I drug my fingers down my wife's sole, raking at the end for a reaction. I look right at G, who snickered and met my gaze. My back is more to my wife at this point, with her laying back and me leaning on her a bit. So she cant see anything.
G is definitely more outgoing/troublemaking than my wife. This paired with her nail choice (always longer pointed acrylic) made for the perfect helping hands.
I raised my eyebrows at G and looked down at my wifes left foot that I was holding steady. She hesitated slightly, not sure if she could betray her friend, but then curled up a big smile before dragging a single nail up my wife's sole.
Her foot wiggled and her toes curled hard. "I said nooohohooo tickling ahahahaaa"
I gave a quick nod to G and she drug a couple fingers back down her sole. "BwwaaAAGHAHHAAA HEY I SAID YOU CAAAHAHANT TICKLE MEEE"
I shot back with "Well you never said anything about G!" And I quickly positioned myself to where my wife was straddling me and my back was to her. So her left leg was on my left, and trapped between my arm lock and the couch. I used the couch as leverage and had her foot locked in my arm so that I still had a free hand. This hand would do its best to hold my wife's toes back.
G wasted zero time, I was shocked. Almost like she had thoughts about this before hmmm...lol anyways she began scratching the balls of my wife's foot that were tight and smooth by me holding her toes back. Wife. Loses. It.
She starts shrieking and howling "waaAAHAHA AAGGHHAHAHA OH MY HAHA OH MY GOOHOHOOODDD STOHOOOHOPP STOPSTOPSTOP" trying to buck back but the alcohol buzz is not working in her favor. I tell G not to forget her toes and she begins digging her nails under and between them.
"NOOOHOOOHOOO MY TOOESS NOT MY TOOESSAAGHHHAHAHAHA" usually there isnt a hand holding them back AND and able to tickle.
"This is NOT FAAIIRRRR HAHAHA YOU GUYSSS"
I say "You're right baby, lets give her a break G" and I immediately swap to holding her right foot now. G is giggling and clearly having a time. And she starts in on my wife's right foot now.
She's always more sensitive on whichever foot gets it last. So with G's nails raking up and down her sole, and me holding her still, she's having a giggle meltdown. No words coming out, just starts of them and belts of laughter while catching her breath.
I hold her toes back on this foot and G knows exactly what to do now. All four fingers are scratching every surface of under wife's toes and the ball of her foot. I tell her to get the second hand in on her arch or heel and this sends my wife over the edge. Thrashing and bucking wildly.
"ENO-WAHAHAENOUGH MERCY ALREHEHEADYYY AAGHAHAHAHA PLEASE"
We finally decide she's had enough and let her go. Hilariously she plops her feet back in my lap and is immediately fake pouting demanding foot rubs. She tells G to stay away from her feet and that we are so mean to her. Through laughing and catching her breath obviously.
G comments about how she knew that my wife was ticklish, but not that ticklish, and that it was so much fun learning about her "kryptonite". She wishes she had known sooner. Not foreshadowing at all. Anyways the night goes on as normal and that was that for that visit.
The first time, but perhaps not the last time, I have had help in this sort of scenario. Thanks for reading!
