Wife's ticklish feet last night

[darvon96]

In the past, I've posted the way tickling is used as a form of currency in my house for favors and playful retribution, so last night I decided to cash in on some very ticklish feet. My wife really has very beautiful feet and loves getting lots of attention paid to them, as much as I enjoy pampering them. For the past couple of nights she's asked if I would massage and lotion them, as I often do, but was “too tired” for any tickling. Well last night she tried again to get away with more “no tickle” pampering, but I decided that two nights of frustration on my part was enough and said if she wants to be massaged to sleep again, then we’ll need to start with some tickles. Since we’ve been doing this for years, she fully understood the consequences. The rule is that I count to thirty for each foot, and no matter how much it tickles; she cannot move her foot, scrunch her toes or do anything to otherwise impede the tickling. If she does, the count starts over again, and all this is done without restraint of any kind. For her this is the ticklish equivalent of voluntarily holding your hand over a flame, but nonetheless, she reluctantly put the first foot in my lap. As I looked in her eyes, my fingers started at the heel and slowly crept up the sole and I whispered “one…two…”, but before getting to “three” she burst into a fit of giggles knowing how much longer she still had to go. I wiggled my fingers in her arch for a couple of counts and her laughter got deeper and louder. This method of tickling is particularly devastating since the self restraint forces her to focus exclusively on the ticklish sensations as opposed to the distraction of thrashing when otherwise restrained. As my fingers moved to the ball of her foot, I concentrated on the little crease right in the center where she has admitted in the past to be a major weak spot. Her helpless laughter kept pouring out as I counted up “ten…eleven…twelve”, and her head shook back and forth. My heart was pounding with excitement as I observed her incredible beauty and sensitivity respond to my touch. When my fingers found their way to the base of her toes, her body went limp and her laughter turned from hysterical to silent. I counted up a bit more while I gently tickled under her toes and then abruptly stopped. She tried to catch her breath, but before she came back to reality, I caught her off guard and furiously tickled her sole, rewarding me with another bout of renewed hysterics. As I got closer to thirty, I let my count drag out on each number a bit longer and finished the tickling again at her toes. She was pretty winded already from one foot, but I guess she figured it would be better to get the other one done quickly because the second shapely beauty came to my lap immediately. This time I started the count by dragging my fingers across the top of her foot which always seems to be as ticklish as the soles. I continued counting keeping her between hysterical and silent laughter, then reluctantly stopped again at thirty. She was visibly exhausted from little more than a minute of tickling and fell asleep much quicker than usual as I kissed and massaged those deliciously ticklish feet for better part of an hour.

 

[Mitchell]

Great experience. Thanks for sharing. Gosh, your wife must have a lot of self control. Not being allowed to scrunch one's toes while being tickled until a count of thirty, must take a lot of self control on her part, considering the fact that most toes flex, point, wiggle or scrunch reflexively on most feet when feet are tickled. I guess she has a lot of self control.
Anyhow, that was great! Thanks again.

Mitch

 

[darvon96]

Great experience. Thanks for sharing. Gosh, your wife must have a lot of self control. Not being allowed to scrunch one's toes while being tickled until a count of thirty, must take a lot of self control on her part, considering the fact that most toes flex, point, wiggle or scrunch reflexively on most feet when feet are tickled. I guess she has a lot of self control.
Anyhow, that was great! Thanks again.

Mitch

I cut her plenty of slack on the involuntary wiggling and flexing. It’s only if she clenches down in defiance, pulls a leg back or uses the other foot to block that starts a recount. Believe me, she’ll gladly endure the initial tickling rather than risk multiple recounts (she’s been through that before also). - Thanks, Darv

 

[mtlhd]

nice

lucky guy you are, sounds like y'all have fun. congrats friend. 😉

 

[sole seeker]

This was a truly excellent tale! I could visualize this scenario since my ex-wife was able to hold still while I ravaged her soles... on occasion, that is.

Thanks for sharing with the rest of us. How about telling us some more?