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Office foot hammock takes ergonomics and turns it into tickle-nomics ;0 

June 20, 2017

 Ah yes, efficiency in the office space.

Paramount only to cleanliness being next to godliness, right? 

Well, the office cube worlds you tickle and foot feshists inhabit each and every day could get just a tad more interesting with the above efficiency tool ordered by your boss for all your beautiful female office space cube bound companions. 

Red stapler not included ;0

Meet the Foot Hammock…

A piece of canvas and rope that can take your foot fetish and tickle fetish to the next level…lower level that is…under the desk level.

Oh, the possibilities…oh, all the beautiful female feet that could be easily encouraged to be freed up each and every day in our millions of square feet of office space across the planet. 

Oh, how Rick in Accounting and Lisa in Marketing could finally have that fateful office foot tickle tryst at her desk one day where Rick walks by and sees Lisa with her feet in the resting position, and Rick, fully prepared with a long peacock feather, runs that long instrument of tickling bliss across her soft baresoles as he makes his usual stroll past her desk at 10:30am to get coffee. 

Lisa laughs and says, ‘Hey, that tickles!’ 

Rick continues walking away until he hears Lisa say with a smile, ‘More!’

You get the idea.

So, don’t delay. 

Operators are standing by. 

Visit this link and start exploring more office tickle and foot fetish opportunities today! 🙂

Thank you, World of Novelty, for providing this beautiful product! 

Check out all their products at:

As always, thanks for stopping by!

Great foot tickling clip on YouTube!

June 15, 2017

 Alot of tickling clips on YouTube get removed after a few weeks or months due to copyright issues. 

I think this one may be a little different. 

The video appears to be just a woman having fun, sitting in her favorite living room chair, unrestrained, letting her boyfriend/significant other/friend/who knows what, tickle her bare feet. 

They thought, Hey, let’s see if anybody wants to see this kind of thing!’ and used the standard ‘Upload to YouTube’ from their iPhone and voila…Image 0421 is birthed into the cybersphere 🙂 

The video feels very ‘homey’, very authentic. 

The ticklee’s laughter and reactions are beautiful. 

I hope you enjoy! 

Sure looks and sounds like the female ticklee did 🙂

Ruth Akers, a special thank you for posting the video.

As always, thanks for stopping by.

Anyone out there, anyone at all?

June 12, 2017

 Above image courtesy of:

Let me say at the outset, this post is not in any way, shape, or form, like any of my other posts. 

If you are one of the fortunate ones on this planet not struggling in this life trying to balance work and family pressures, please read no further. 

This post will mean absolutely nothing to you. 

But, if you are someone with a family, someone trying to keep your job, someone trying to make ends meet and keep a roof over your family’s head, and someone who finds themself powerless sometimes to resist the temptation to look for tickling and foot fetish videos for hours on end, well, maybe this post is for you. 

This post is incredibly personal, and a sincere plea to reach out to another human being who may be in the same situation I find myself.

Are you out there? Are you someone who does what I just described above too? 

Do you wake up early sometimes to get on Facebook so that you can have an hour to look at women getting their feet tickled, then right before you have to get ready for work, masturbate, and then feel guilty for doing so?

Or, how about this, do you stay up past when your significant other stays up, to get on Youtube or other video sites and search for 2 hours for that perfect foot worshipping video where the woman having her toes sucked moans with pleasure and laughs each time the person licks in between their toes, and then, after that two hours (if you’re lucky), you masturbate, and again, feel guilty?

I am that person. 

I am not proud, but I am tired of hiding in the shadows. 

I am tired of pretending I don’t have a problem. 

I am tired of not having someone to talk to. 

I am slowly coming to believe that my indulging in my female tickling and female foot fetishes has become the way in which I am treating loneliness and other pains I feel in my struggling marriage, and in life in general. 

I think there have to be other mid life folks out there, married with children, folks who are struggling just like me with these same fetishes.

If you are, please consider reaching out either in the comments below, or via email at:

As always, thanks for stopping by.

Dinner, a movie, aaaaand…wait for it…a guy in the seat in front of me massaging my wife’s feet?!

June 6, 2017

Above photo credit: (not actual photo, just used for effect)

This is a story inspired by a reader of the website who’s requested on multiple occassions to worship/massage/tickle my wife’s feet while I watch. 

I am still not there yet in being able to do this, and quite honestly, may never be…and that’s OK…but, as you will read below, the thoughts do cross my mind. 

To my reader, thank you for your interest in my website and my wife’s feet. 

May the below story hold you until there may come a day when I’ll be ready for some voyeuristic foot and tickle fetishism. 

All I kindly ask is that you and others please refrain from further propositions as I am not the type of person that particularly appreciates repeated requests. 

Rest assured, your desires are duly noted, and when I reach a place in my own life where I can entertain something like what I’ve fantasized about below, you’ll be the first to know 🙂

Let the fantasy begin…

Having kids makes going out for dinner and a movie with your wife a little difficult. 

Especially if babysitters and grandparents are not readily plentiful. 

Somehow we managed to get a babysitter for a Saturday night until midnight which afforded us the time needed to go out to eat and catch a movie.

My wife and I were out the door headed to the restaurant.

We’d have a nice sit down dinner, then catch the 9pm movie. 

My wife was so excited, and, despite the chilly coastal air, and how her bare feet in that chilly coastal air could never stay warm, wore some very revealing, very sexy, very high heels out to dinner that night. 

God Bless You, my dear partner in this thing we call life! 

Many compliments were made by the waitstaff that night as my wife’s brightly painted red toenails peeked out from underneath her long sundress catching the attention of all who came close to our table. 

‘Wow, really nice shoes there, Miss!’ or, 

‘My, those are gorgeous shoes you have on, young lady!’ 

And even one guy caught saying, ‘Your feet look like works of art in those shoes. Can I take a picture of your feet in those heels for my wife to show her how beautiful feet can look in high heels?!’ 

Yes, that happened. 

And, yes, he got a picture of my wife’s feet in those heels.

So we have a nice dinner, and in the midst of our eating and gazing into each others’ eyes, I bring up something that I really don’t know how well this is going to go over. 

‘Babe, you know how much of a foot fetish I have, right?’

Smiling, ‘Yeeees. I know how much you love women’s feet, and hopefully still, MY feet.’

‘Well, what would you think about letting another guy massage and worship your feet while we’re watching our movie tonight?’

‘Hmmm. Wait a minute. So you, Mr. Jealous As The Day is Long, you’re going to be ok with some other guy massaging and worshipping my feet?!’

‘I think so. It’s going to be dark in the theatre so I don’t have to actually look at this guy.’


‘I think I’ll be OK. It’s this guy who likes my tickle website. You know…the one I showed you a while back? He’s been writing me emails asking for the chance to lickle your toes.’

‘Lickle? What does that mean?’

‘Uhhh, well, it’s what I do to you when I suck your toes sometimes and use my tongue to lick your soles and in between your toes. You go crazy and tell me not to stop. You love it when I lickle you, remember?!’

‘Ohhh, right! Yes, Ok. I forgot. Yes, I do like that when you use your tongue like that in between and on the tops of my toes! Again though…you’re going to be OK with another guy doing that to my toes?! Seriously?!’

‘I don’t know…maybe…I wanted to see if you were 1st going to be OK with it before I went any further.  I’m kind of curious to see what it’s like to see another guy pleasuring you. I know it’s  kind of weird, but somehow there’s this part of me that wants to experience that. What do you think? Want your honest opinion…’

‘Well, honestly, I don’t want to do something that’s going to make you upset and jealous with me. I know how you get with other guys just checking me out in general. You have issues, remember? I want to avoid the stress it causes you. I love you! Right?! And then if you add on the extra liability of guys checking out my feet, and then touching my feet…and then taking my feet into their mouth, and then pleasuring me, and then you having to hear me laughing and moaning, well…I think you get the picture, right?!’

‘That’s really sweet of you. Thank you. Honestly, babe, I have given it alot of thought, and I think I’m finally ready. I think I can finally handle the sights and sounds of another guy worshipping your feet like that.’

‘Really?! Seriously?! You are ready?!’ , she says to me, incredulously.

‘Yeah, babe, I do. I think I am.’

‘Hmmmm, OKaaaaaaay. Well, I guess if you’re ready, I’m ready too. Let’s give it a try. So who is this guy? Local? Out of town? Sane, hopefully? No crazies please!’

‘Yes, name’s Tim. He’s local. Divorced dad, in the medical field. Seems like a nice guy. Articulate. Lots of pics up on facebook of him and his kids being at the beach and out with friends. Looks like a decent human being. Seems  like he’s just like me too in terms of his love for female feet. Absolutely loves to worship them, massage them, tickle them lightly. He’s not into extreme tickling or anything like that , just light pleasurable tickles like you like it.’

‘Ok…sounds good, I think?! 

Again, you’re going to be OK seeing my barefeet being licked by another guy’s tongue??! Just kind of hard to believe!’

‘Again, I’ve given it alot of thought, babe. Yes, I think so. And really, the only way is to try, right?! 

We only live once, right?!’

‘OKaaaaaay…but once we start down this road, it’s going to be a little hard to get off, right?!’

‘Well, actually, it’s actually kind of easy, right?! Get it. Get off…double entendre there?!’

John’s wife chuckles, ‘Good one!’

‘OK. Well, you’ve been forewarned. If at any point you’re uncomfortable with this guy sucking my toes and tickling me, I want you to feel like you can call it off. Ok? I don’t want you to be uncomfortable. But I also want to feel safe and be able to enjoy the experience too, right?!’

‘Absolutely! Yes! I’ll let you know. I’ve told you in the past that it’s a huge turn on for me seeing other guys fawning all over you and wanting to touch and tickle your feet. I don’t know why it is such a turn on, but it is. You’ve even indicated that it’s kind of a turn on for you too, right?!’

‘Well, I guess so. Yes, I guess it is kind of sexy to have a guy go down on your barefeet like that with his tongue. It feels really good as you and I both know. My feet are super sensitive and definitely enjoy a good, light tongue tickling!’

‘I knew you’d come around’, smiled John at his wife.

John and his wife finish up their lovely dinner and make their way to the theatre. 

It’s not crowded. We go to the top row. 

We sit down and my wife removes both of her high heels and places her two lovely, soft, pedicured feet on the wide arm rest in between the seat in the next aisle down. 

The lights are fairly low. 

A man comes in and makes his way to the top too. 

He sits down in the next aisle down from us, a few seats away from where my wife’s feet are resting, but doesn’t turn around to greet us just yet. 

The seats in front fold down, as do the arm rests, allowing someone if they are so inclined, to decline 🙂 

This gentleman does just that and makes his way closer to the arm rest where my wife’s feet are wiggling and preparing for undivided attention. 

The man turns to look at both of us, greets us with a warm smile, and just says in a low, almost whispering voice, ‘Hello. Thank you so much, John. Miss, a pleasure to meet you. I think you’re going to really enjoy this. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy.’

And with that, the gentleman lays down in the seats in front of us, and begins to position himself so he can easily suck on the toes of my wife’s right foot first. 

My wife tenses a little. 

She’s still not too sure about this arrangement I’ve made. 

And honestly, I’m a bit tense too as we’ve never done this before, and I’m not sure what to expect.

I hear kissing and sucking noises coming from the row in front of me, and I hear my wife let out a soft moaning sound. 

I look over at her, and her eyes are closing, and her head is arching back as if in extreme pleasure. 

The man I’ve asked to do this must have done some homework. 

I can hear her relaxing with every apparent gentle tug of her toes in this man’s mouth. 

She’s holding and squeezing my hand and I can see begin to arch her back and neck into the back of her seat as this gentleman is slowly working his toe-tastic magic. 

The moans get a little louder. 

Luckily the advertisements are playing and drowning out some of her sighs of pleasure so that folks in the front aisles aren’t alerted to the playful lickling that’s about to begin.

Just like I do to my wife when I’m sucking her toes, this gentleman is starting to use his tongue to flick that sensitive area at the base between my wife’s big toe and her second toe. 

I’d told him in our emails to each other that it’s best to lead with this move, and now, he’s clearly paid attention, and the reward is divine. My wife loves it! She laughs and moans at the same time, as it’s both incredibly pleasurable and ticklish, all in the same breath.

‘Oh Gosh, that feels SOO good!’, she manages in between moaning and laughing.

‘So glad you like it, Miss. Shall I continue?’

She looks at me and I at her. 

I give her the approving nod. 

She looks at her handsome stranger and softly utters, ‘Please.’

The handsome male stranger does more of his tongue wiggling in those sensitive areas in between all of her toes. 

My wife is in heaven. 

She loves this kind of gentle tickling. 

He’s really good. 

Very patient and talented with his tongue. 

He starts running his tongue now back and forth on the tops of her toes. 

She lets out more laughter. 

This time someone in the front row turns around. 

I know they can’t see very well up in the top rows. Our new friend doesn’t stop his tongue explorations, but my wife now has a good idea at what decibels she should try to keep her pleasure audibles at, so as to avoid detection. 

I can feel her becoming even more relaxed as our new friend is now firmly focused on sucking each of the toes on her right foot. 

The pleasure must be so exquisite as I hear more moans coming from her with every upward sucking movement of his mouth. 

He is starting at the base of each toe and holding with his lips and mouth the entire toe. It’s as if he’s trying desperately to pull something off of each toe. 

The pressure he’s applying to the delicate skin of her toes is perfect and puts her in a delightful tailspin of, ‘Oh God’ utterances.

I am beside myself trying to come to terms with seeing another man pleasure my wife in this way. 

Although it’s only her feet, it’s hard, with the way she’s moaning, not to imagine that more intimate things are transpiring inside her brain.

For a moment I want to say the safe word we’ve all agreed on…’shadow’, but I don’t say it. 

Another laughter pleasure wave hits my wife, and I long to hear her beautiful moans of pleasure mixed in with her delicious ticklish laughter. 

I am getting intoxicated.

I don’t know if I want this to ever end.

It is a weird thing seeing your wife being tickled and foot worshipped by another man. 

All your life you imagine it is you and you alone who can bring her this kind of pleasure. 

But now, your marital model is breaking down right in front of you. 

You can run from it, or you can embrace it. 

With more laughter pouring from my wife, I choose to embrace, and brace for what’s next.

Our handsome toe sucking aisle neighbor has now moved on to my wife’s left foot. 

He’s now laying in the seats in front of me postioning himself next to my wife’s left foot.  

My wife takes my hand and leans over and whispers in my ear, ‘You still OK?’

I whisper back, ‘Yes’, and just as I’m backing away from her lavender tea infused breath, I hear her moan again with pleasure.

‘Oh God. Right there.’

Our handsome stranger is working her left sole with his fist as a kind of rolfer, using his other hand to apply gentle, but firm pressure to her baresoles. The pressure he’s applying must be just picture perfect as my wife slumps a little lower in her chair and extends her left foot even more in our handsome stranger’s direction. The moans continue. 

‘Ohhh God. Ohhhh that feels so amazing. Thank you! God bless you!’

The accolades are endless.

Then, with not much warning, the massaging transitions into foot worship. I can hear my wife’s toes being sucked again like before. 

The gentle tugging of each toe in this man’s mouth is again driving my wife into a pleasure frenzy. 

The moans grow deeper. 

And just when I think I can’t take anymore, he switches up his sucking and moves his tongue in between her toes,eliciting the delightful laughter. 

It truly is the sweetest torture to see your wife’s feet massaged and worshiped and tickled in this way.

This goes on for what seems an eternity, hearing my wife moan and laugh, laugh and moan, from all this wonderful attention on her feet. 

The finale is my wife’s two big toes going into the handsome stranger’s mouth, the handsome stranger gently massaging my wife’s soles, and then, applying a firm upward sucking motion on her two big toes. 

This last gesture of foot love is so intensely pleasurable that my wife can’t hold back the decibels. She let’s out a loud, ‘Ohhhhhh God’ that makes a few folks turn around and ‘Shhhhsh’ us.

Again, we’re pretty high up and no one can exactly see what’s producing these pleasure sounds in the top rows. The movie patrons below just know that it’s disturbing their movie-going experience. 

My wife quickly reins in her moans to a more hushed level again. 

She leans over and whispers, ‘Sorry…I just can’t help myself. This guy must be your student or something right?’

Another deep moan.

‘Ohhhhh God!’

She looks at me again…

‘Are you sure you’re OK still? Just a little more…’

‘Honey, I’m OK, I know this is giving you pleasure and it gives me pleasure to see you getting pleasure.’

‘Oh THANK YOU! Ohhh God! THANK YOU!’, she manages in between the intensely pleasurable toe sucking/bare soles massage. 

This guy is way too good, this guy you found online, I am saying to myself now. 

And just like that, with a slight tickling of my wife’s soles with his fingers, and my wife’s ensuing delighful ticklish laughter, he disappears.

My wife is spent in a good way.

She exhales and relaxes back into her movie seat.



‘Oh Wow!’

‘I can’t believe that just happened!’

‘I can’t believe I just let a guy that wasn’t you do that to my feet!’

‘Honey, are you OK?’, she leans over to check in and make sure my eyes haven’t stuck in position watching the fetish-filled spectacle.

‘I’m OK. Yeah…Wow is about all I can say too. Just…Wow…Did you have fun?’

‘Oh my goodness, YES!’

‘You can hire our handsome stranger anytime!’

‘Well, let’s not get too carried away…’ I say with a smile 🙂 

‘There’s only so much of that I can take before I want in on the fun too!’

‘Let’s go home and shower and I’ll give you more where that came from…what do you say?!

‘You’re on!’

So that’s my little piece of fantsay erotica with my wife’s feet pleasured by another man.

Hope you enjoyed it!

Please feel free to leave a comment below, and, as always, thanks for stopping by!

Story based on true events: It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood for a backyard foot worship/toe tickling :) 

June 1, 2017

Below is a story inspired by true events submitted by a female reader of the website.

At the bequest of the reader, she shall remain anonymous.  

I have her permission to make some creative edits. 

I hope you enjoy it!

About 7 years ago, when I was still married to my husband, I was in our backyard, laying out in the sun in a lawn chair, like in the picture above.

It was a beautiful summer afternoon and I was soaking up the warmth of the sun kissing all of my exposed skin…my face, my chest, my legs, the tops of my bare feet 🙂 … 

Now as I’m relaxing and feeling the worries of the world melting away with every passing minute, I hear someone opening our little backyard gate. I assume it’s my husband and don’t open my slumbering eyes. 

I hear the following whisper in my ear…’I have a surprise for you. Relax and enjoy.’ 

Now, as I hear this whisper, I also feel a silk handkerchief being laid over my eyes and tied gently behind my head just like my ex-husband has done to me many times before.  

My mind races back to a delicious place in my cerebral cortex where what happens next sets my day going in the right direction. 

I’m of course speaking of having someone worship your feet. 

No, never experienced this? 

Well, I’m going to do my best to explain how exquisite the pleasure is.  
So with the silk handkerchief in place, I further prepare mentally for this pampering to begin. 

Now if you know someone who has a foot fetish then you know what I am talking about when I say that these folks are absolutely obsessed with feet. 

My ex-husband was one of those people, and for the years we were married, my feet benefitted greatly from all the attention. 

I was supremely spoiled. I cannot lie. 

Of all the things I miss about our time together it was the foot worship sessions that sent me into a tailspin of toe sucking bliss. 

My ex really knew what he was doing sucking on my toes for what seemed like forever and a day. 

His skillful use of his mouth and tongue on my feet were often the reasons I’d lay out in the backyard in the first place; just to entice him to come worship my feet 🙂

And truly, this afternoon, was no different. 

I was actually glad to hear the gate open, and so looking forward to enjoying my ex’s skillful fetish antics all over my pretty little toes. 

Ladies, trust me, if you’ve never experienced what it’s like to have someone suck your toes and lightly tickle them too, well, let’s just say, one of life’s most divine moments is passing you by! 

If you’d like to see and hear what it’s like, this short video clip from Chloe Creations entitled, ‘Doctors Orders’ gives a pretty good representation of what it’s like:
Hopefully, between the clip above and my writings below, these will inspire you to go get a pedicure, and let someone special, someone you trust, do these delectable things to your feet…

Ok, so back to the story…

I can sense my backyard visitor is getting close to my barefeet. 

His breath is quickening as he is sitting down on the ground, and readying himself to worship my bare feet.  

He takes in my big toe on my right foot into his warm mouth and begins to slowly apply those beautifully gentle sucking motions back and forth and all around the base of my big toe. 

Again, ladies, this feeling of having your toes sucked is so relaxing, so all encompassing-ly magical that you instantly melt with pleasure. 

The waves just keep coming and beating at your bow so to speak. 

I was hit immediately with that first wave of pleasure, and it nearly knocked the breath out of me. 

It was so incredibly pleasurable.

I moaned deeply, and managed a, ‘Ohhhh God, that feels soooo good!’

I feel my visitor’s mouth spread out in a bit of a smile, but he continues the main focus of pleasuring this largest of my toes on my right foot. 

Ohh, it is divine. So divine.

The tongue is such an amazing pleasure tool. 

Most people don’t realize how much power they possess inside their mouths in terms of being able to bring pleasure to another human being. 

The human being in my backyard, laying down at my feet, the one that I thought was my ex, was not most people. 

This person had done some homework, and now my toes were the direct beneficiaries of his education. 

Again, the intense pleasurable feelings swarming through me were just divine. 

My mystery man, my backyard invader, continues sucking on my right big toe for what must have been a full 5 or 6 minutes, and then he starts to gently flick his tongue in between my big toe and my 2nd toe (my longest). 

A different wave hits me this time. 

It’s a pleasure wave, but it’s mixed with laughter. 

His tongue is tickling me. But this kind of tickling is so gentle, so gradual, that I don’t recoil my toes from their ‘lickling’, as many in the fetish community refer to it. 

No, my toes are staying put. 

They LIKE this kind of tickling. 

The part that is hard is just letting go at this point, resigning yourself to take the pleasure-laughter waves in stride. 

There’s a part of you that wants to maintain control of your body. You don’t want to fully give in just yet, but when someone is tickling you like this, in order to fully enjoy the experience, you must surrender. 

I surrender.

I laugh deeply and honestly. 

I laugh for a long, long…long time, as his tongue and mouth slowly take in each of my toes individually on my right foot, and then all the toes on my left foot. 

It’s so much fun being tickled like this just on your toes and just with someone’s tongue making gentle flicks up and down, and in and around your toes. 

Definitely try it! 

So…obviously…I am beside myself.

Backyard, barefoot, nearly naked in my bikini, and some strange guy at the foot of my lounge chair giving his all to my barefeet. 
Life is SO good!

I am still laughing uncontrollably in a good way…I can sense my mystery tickler is getting alot of pleasure out of the experience as well.

I mutter something in between all of my laughing like, ‘Honey, you know just how to tickle my toes! Thank you! I love it!’

And it’s then that I realize it’s not my husband who is pleasuring my toes. 

He says, ‘Oh, I’m not Gene. I’m your next door neighbor. Gene put me up to this, and said that you’d really appreciate having a stranger come and tickle your toes. I hope you’re not too freaked out.’

At this moment, I pull down my silk handkerchief blindfold, and honestly, I AM a little freaked out as this neighbor of ours is not someone I know too well at the time. 

We had only just passed a ‘hello’ and a ‘how are you?’ across the fence and had brief chats a few times over the years. 

We were both extremely busy people.

I must say that our neighbor was easy on the eyes, and there were a few times when my ex was worshipping my feet in the backyard that I fantasized about this neighbor peering over the fence and asking if he could join in on the fun. 

But our neighbor was married, had boys in college that were still living at home, and he was a very busy professional.

My neighbor says again, ‘I hope this isn’t too much. Gene said it was OK to surprise you a little. Are you OK with someone besides your husband tickling your toes like I’m doing?’
‘Gene put you up to this?!’ 

‘Yes. I hope that’s OK?’

I wasn’t quite sure what to say next. 

Should I just speak the truth and let this handsome neighbor of mine know how many times I had imagined his mouth sucking on my toes and his tongue tickling in between all of my red nail polished, perfectly pedicured soft toes? 

I manage a…’Oh, it’s quite alright. No worries. Just a little surprised that’s all. I thought you were my husband as your’s and my husband’s toe tickling techniques are so similar. How did you know I liked being tickled like this? You must have seen some of our sessions, right?’

‘I can’t lie. I’ve heard you moaning and laughing before across the fence when Gene would work his magic on your toes. I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on so I would put my eye up to the fence and watch through the cracks in the wood. I know I probably should have let you both know sooner, but I wasn’t sure how to approach the subject. 

I have a huge foot fetish myself, and I’ve tried to look away, but your feet are just absolute works of art. I can’t  take my eyes off them when you’re sunbathing.’

‘So you watch me alot then when I’m sunbathing, huh?’

‘Again, can’t lie. Yes, I do. I’m sorry.’

Again, I don’t know what to say as I’ve never experienced this before. I want to be outraged at my privacy being invaded, but at the same time, I find it kind of cute that this handsome neighbor of mine finds my feet so attractive like my ex did.

I mutter back, ‘Oh hell, it’s fine. You’re just like every other guy out there…amazed and turned on by the female form. No worries. 

Relieved, the handsome neighbor says, ‘Gene actually caught me staring at your feet out by the mailbox a few months ago when we were all talking. You were in flip flops, and I was trying to keep eye contact with you, but I couldn’t. Gene approached me later that week, and just outright asked if I had a foot fetish. I, again, couldn’t lie, and just said yes to him, and confessed to having fantasized on many occasions of sucking on all your gorgeous toes. 

Gene was so kind to me. He was just so welcoming of another fellow foot fetishist in the neighborhood. He said that when the time was right he’d let me know and give me a chance to pleasure your toes with my own skill-set. And I guess he knew that you might like the extra attention. 

Hence, this strange encounter with your neighbor right now.’
I wasn’t sure again what to say, so I just smiled, pulled my silk handkerchief back up over my eyes, flexed and pointed my toes toward my handsome neighbor’s face and said, ‘Please continue…’

And that is how my summer started so wonderfully, so ticklishly tantalizingly nearly 7 years ago in my backyard.

Now ladies, if you notice a guy this summer staring at your feet at the beach, at a bar, at a bbq, there’s a good chance he had a foot fetish and you might be in for the time of your life if you point those pretty toes of yours playfully in his direction, and ask for a little extra attention 🙂

Happy toe tickling and foot worshipping!

Thank you again to my anonymous reader of the website for inspiring me with her true story of backyard tickling fun, and asking me to creatively change some of the events.  
As always, thanks for stopping by.

Ode to Heather and her tickle party…

May 7, 2017

When I lived in San Francisco in the late 90’s, I rented a room in a 3 bedroom house in the Inner Sunset from 2 other people, we’ll call one Nelson, and the other Heather.

Heather was, and still is, only one of two females on the planet with whom I’ve never become romantically involved with (the other is my therapist), BUT, who knows I have a foot fetish.

Heather is also the only female I’ve ever met to utter the phrase ‘Maybe we’ll have a tickle party,’ while she’s thinking out loud about what she’s going to do on the weekend with one of her girlfriends coming to visit the house we’re all renting together. 

At the time I didn’t know Heather that well, and I truly wasn’t prepared for her to say this to me in our rental house.  

Honestly, for the life of me, I can’t remember what I said to her in response. 

All I know is that in retrospect, whatever response I did give, it was not adequate enough to get myself invited to this tickle party, and my antics that day are just going to have to go down as one those ‘smack your head later’ moments when you realize you just missed out on an incredibly epic opportunity!

So the following story about an incredibly epic tickle party is for my former roommate Heather.

I’ve forgotten her last name,  I’ve forgotten our shared address near Golden Gate Park, but I’ve never forgotten that Saturday that I missed being invited to her tickle party.

I hope it was fun, Heather, and if you’re reading this, sheesh, I would most assuredly LOVE another invitation 🙂

The Tickle Party…

They all went to college together back in the early 90’s. 

Marta, Kim, and Tanya were in their early 40’s, fun, fit, and still attractive enough to get hit on by men half their age. Each had had their various life experiences going out into the world since the days when Nirvana, Pearl Jam, and the Stone Temple Pilots ruled much of the radio bandwidth.

Marta was a music teacher, mother of three, and wife to a busy corporate executive in Sonoma County, California, north of San Francisco.

Kim was a chemist with two children and a husband living in Reno, NV.

And Tanya was a pharmaceutical sales representative, yoga instructor, and single mom, raising one boy in Los Angeles.

Every year these women would book a weekend at Caesar’s Palace in Las Vegas to take in a show or two, get massages and pedicures, hang out by the pool, and drink wine at night as they recounted their early 20’s escapade days in Reno where they all met at the University.

They had just come back to their room from gambling downstairs; all a little tipsy from the free drinks.

No one is exactly sure what kicked it off, but Marta started laughing uncontrollably at something that Tanya had said. 

Then it was Kim’s turn. 

She started laughing, and finally the ‘giggle bug’, as they called it, bit  Tanya. 

It was a good 3-5 minutes of incredible abdominal muscle building laughter for the three of them.

When it was over, they all looked at each other and agreed that it was the BEST feeling to laugh like that and then come down off that huge laughing ‘high’!

‘Oh My God’ flew out of each of the women’s mouths.

‘Ohhhh, that felt SO good’, another.

‘How do we keep this going?’ Kim asked, not realizing that her question would ultimately lead to her barefeet and her friends’ barefeet being stroked by feathers and fingers from two college aged male waitstaff at the hotel for a full hour, leaving them all even more pleasurably breathless than they already had recently become.

‘Hmmm, I don’t know.  How COULD we keep this going?’ asked Marta back at the group.

‘We could rent a funny movie that we all like!’ said Tanya.

‘Yeah’, said Kim, with an utter lack of enthusiam.

‘But we all know that there are only so many funny lines in those movies that we all like like Wedding Crashers and Something About Mary that make us laugh like we just did,right?!’, Kim continued.

Marta and Tanya agreed.

‘We could smoke pot.’, Marta threw in a bombshell. 

Tanya and Kim both snickered.

‘I hear that you can really get the giggles going if you do it right!’, Marta playfully petitioned.

‘Yeah, but getting a hold of some of the good stuff at 9pm here could be risky, and get us all in trouble.’, Tanya weighed in.

‘I think it’s legal now since the recent ballot measures passed here in Nevada’, stated Marta.

‘Here’s an idea.  You guys are going to think I’m off the rails on this one, but hear me out, OK?!   It’s crazy I know, C-R-A-Z-Y, but I think it might just work if you guys REALLY want to keep laughing like how we just laughed.’, Kim proposed.

‘Ok, we’re listening. What’s your crazy idea there Kimbo?’, Marta shot back.

‘Ok, so a friend of mine is a tickle therapist up in Lake Tahoe. Yes, you heard me right, I said tickle therapist. I already know what you’re thinking. There’s no way people actually get PAID to tickle and be tickled. But you’d be wrong. I’ve actually done it. It’s just like going in for a massage, except instead of taking off your clothes, you take off your shoes and let someone tickle your feet.’

‘What?’, Marta and Tanya asked in unison. 

‘Yep, all you do is take off your shoes and socks and let someone tickle those little tootsies of yours. You just lie down on the massage table and, if you’re a kicker when someone tickles your feet…Marta I’m looking at you…(they all laugh) you can request to be tied down.’, Kim informs.

‘Hmmm, tied down! Sounds kinky!’, Tanya jokes.

‘Right?! I guess it can be!’, Kim jokes back.

‘But seriously though, you’re on this massage table with your bare feet dangling off the edge, and this guy, he’s probably in his 40’s like us, muscular, easy on the eyes, starts to run feathers lightly up and down and all around your bare soles and in between your toes. You’re like, ‘This is just too surreal and you don’t even believe it’s happening until you feel that first ticklish wave wash over you. It tickles, but not in the way you’re probably used to being tickled. It’s light, and it actually feels pretty darn good. You can maybe, maaaaybe hold out from laughing for like 20 seconds, and if you are like me, you try to hold it in a bit, but then it starts. You want to keep fighting it, you don’t want to give up control, but then you realize that there is this building laughter tsunami approaching that starts in between and all around your toes and up and down your bare soles, and it just begins to overwhelm you. You can’t help it. It just starts to flow as he continues to tickle your feet with these feathers. You finally relinquish control and give in to the laughter that’s welled up, and it just starts gushing out of you. You can’t believe you even tried to fight it now as you are just bellowing with pleasurable laughter at the tickling sensations arising from the soles of your barefeet. It’s a pleasure you’ve not experienced before. The laughter that this professional tickler is teasing out of you is so profoundly different from laughter that you’ve experienced with ticklers in your past.  This guy is the real deal, and you just get plunged deeper and deeper with every stroke of the feather on your bare soles into this pleasurable laughter vortex!’

‘The PLV yeah you know me!’ sings Marta playfully. 

They all laugh at Marta’s parody of the 90’s O-P-P song.  Look it up 🙂 

Kim continues, ‘So I ask him to give me a little break about 5 minutes into this session, and he goes immediately into massage mode. He just starts rubbing my toes and bare soles with these strong hand strokes, and I think I’m just kind of moaning a bit at this point with all the pleasure that’s coming from the transfer of tickle energy into massage energy from  his strong hands. My bare soles are just puddy in his hands, and it feels SO DAMN GOOD! But after about a minute of this delightful massage, I start actually missing the getting tickled part. Before I know it, I give him the green light to start tickling my feet again. You don’t think you will, but something in the way he’s tickling your feet leaves you wanting more, and guess what, trust me, you will find yourself like I did whispering to him in your cutest puppy dog voice, ‘Could you please keep tickling my feet?’

He then usually gives you another 10-20 minutes or so of light foot tickling.

He calls it ‘Interval Tickle Training’.

Clever right?!

I honestly thought I would HATE the whole lot of this tickling thing because I truly HATED being tickled as a kid.

But, the way this guy does it, it’s amazing!  I get all the benefits of a total body workout just by allowing this guy to tickle my feet.  

I mean look at my stomach muscles guys!’

Kim pulls up her blouse to reveal a very firm, quite muscular tummy.

‘Oh wow!’ Marta exclaims.  ‘You must have been laughing your ass off there, Kim!’

They all start laughing.

‘Right?!’, replies Kim.

‘Ok, Kim, so all this sounds great. It’s 9pm though and we’re a long ass way from freakin’ Lake Tahoe where this amazing foot tickler of yours is.  How are we going to get some tickle therapist to just come up here to our hotel room, and tickle us, and that is assuming we all want to do this?’, questioned Tanya.

‘I want to try it!  I love being tickled!’, said Marta.

‘Come on, Tanya, you know you want to try it.  You mean to tell me in all your years as a yoga instructor some strapping young man didn’t come along while you were doing some weird ass yoga pose and run a finger over your gorgeous bare soles and you liked it?!’

They all laugh again at Marta’s question.

‘No!  But thank you for noticing that I DO have gorgeous bare soles! I do don’t I?’ fired back Tanya laughingly.

The three women all laugh together, and Kim chimes in, ‘Actually, Tanya, I have to say, you really missed your calling…you should’ve been a foot model!’

Tanya blushes and they all laugh again.

Kim continues, ‘Seriously, how does a single mom working 2 jobs have feet that always look like they just came out of a spa?!’

‘I don’t know, I really don’t do pedicures all that much guys, usually only once every few weeks or so.  I’ll get a cheap pedicure down at my local salon. Nothing fancy really. But it does feel good to get pedicures I must say!  This guy that does mine is this sweet, older Vietnamese guy, and he massages every one of my toes for like 3 or 4 minutes at a time. I swear, sometimes, he finds these spots on the base of my big toes and my second toes where he’ll just press and press and press into them that I almost have these…these…(Tanya leans in and makes that gesture with her hand on the side of her mouth to indicate that this is a bit of a secret she’s sharing)… little mini orgasms!’, Tanya blushingly recounts.

Marta and Kim exclaim laughingly, ‘Get out! You are lying girl!’ as they lean in and listen even more intently.

‘It’s not ALL the time mind you, just sometimes, when he’s really working on my big toes at the same time.  It’s weird I know, and I end up just keeping it to myself.  I don’t want to have to tip him more than I already do!’, said Tanya.

They all burst out into laughter again.

‘I once dated this guy who had a foot fetish, and no lie, he had a thing for wanting to suck on my toes. It was really strange at first. I didn’t think I wanted anyone to put their mouth on a body part of mine that I considered so unclean. But eventually I gave in to the advances. And let me tell you. If you’ve never had your toes sucked…well girlfriends, you have been missing out on one of life’s exquisite pleasures!’, Marta exclaimed. 

‘Word. Marta speaks the truth!’, Tanya said playfully.

‘Ok, ladies,  so it’s late I know, but here’s what I’m thinking. This hotel has room service, right? What if we call down and order something and ask if they can send up 1 or 2 of their cutest guys from the waitstaff and we’ll pay them a little extra for spending a little extra time up here? We explain what we want them to do, tickle our feet for about 15-20 minutes, and then they can leave. What do you think?!’, Kim asked the group.

‘Well, I guess that sounds like a decent plan, assuming they’ve got enough waitstaff to manage in their absence while these 2 guys are busy playing with our barefeet.’, said Tanya.

‘Worth a shot!’ said Marta.

‘Ok, let’s do it!’, says Kim as she picks up the phone and immediately dials down to the hotel restaurant, ‘Hi, yes, we’d like to get 2 veggie pizzas, no onions, 2 bottles of wine, and 2 of your cutest male waitstaff to bring it up to our room and dine with us for like 15 minutes or so. We’ll compensate them and you handsomely for allowing them the extra time if you can you make that happen?’

The voice on the other end confirms the order and says she’ll do the best she can to get two servers up to their room that ‘fit the bill’ so to speak.

The women all change into their pajamas and get ready for what’s to come next. The anticipation is palpable as each of the women take turns in the bathroom washing their feet and putting on perfumes and lotions to make them look and smell their best. You just never knew what might happen during a tickle session with strangers. Best to be prepared with clean and inviting feet.

A knock at the hotel door follows in about 20 minutes.

‘Room service.’ relays a male voice behind the door.

Kim checks the spyglass hole to see who the hotel restaurant has chosen to bring them food and hopefully copious amounts of laughter. 

She’s not disappointed. Each of the two waitstaff appear to be slightly older college aged males, maybe mid to late 20’s, tall, athletic, and quite attractive. One looks a little like Channing Tatum, and the other like Hayden Christiansen from the Star Wars movies.

‘Hmmm, interesting…’ penses Kim to herself.

‘Hello, gentlemen!’ answers Kim as she opens the door.  ‘That was fast! Thank you SO much, please come in!’

The two waitstaff come in and set down the piping hot pizzas and the bottles of wine.

‘Does all this look Ok ladies?’, asks the Hayden Christiansen look alike.

All 3 are just staring dreamy eyed at their 2 handsome deliverymen fantasizing about each of them fondling and tickling their barefeet.

‘Ladies…does everything look OK?’, ‘Hayden’ repeats himself.

Kim snaps out of her tickle fantasy first and replies, ‘Oh yes, sorry, sorry, yes, all of it looks great! Thank you! Thank you both so much! So…uhmmm,  did your manager explain that we may have a bit of a special request from you both if you don’t mind?’, Kim asked winsomely to the two attentive and handsome waitstaff.

‘Uhmm, yes, sort of…my manager said that there were 3 older ladies needing a little extra assistance and that we could take an extra 15 minutes or so to help them with their pizzas.  But honestly, I was thinking we were going to be helping like elderly ‘grandma’ type ladies. Pardon my directness, but you ladies don’t look like you need any assistance like an elderly person. You all appear to be the picture of health. I’m a premed student here at UNLV and looking at all of your barefeet, there are no signs of diabetes, which is a relief.’, said the Channing Tatum look a like.

All women blushed and were touched by the very direct, very clinical approach these young men were taking toward helping them.

Kim started.

‘Uhhhmmmm, soooo, I’m Kim. Nice to meet you guys. I’m sorry for the misunderstanding. Yeah, we’re actually in need of a slightly DIFFERENT kind of help. Probably not too far off though from your medical training there, Channing?’

‘Uhmm, no, my name is Mike.’

‘Oh, ok, Mike. Sorry you just looked like Channing Tatum, so I went with that,’ replied Kim laughingly.

‘I hope you’ll take that as a compliment,’ said Kim.

‘Absolutely. Thank you!’

‘Don’t mention it. Now Channing, I mean Mike,’ Kim gives Mike a wink, ‘as you can see, we’re all, how should I put this, slightly older than yourself women here. We’re in our PJs, we’re barefoot, we’re all slightly tipsy from drinking a little too much downstairs, and now we’ve got some late night munchies. Here’s what I want you and Christian…’

Jeff interrupts Kim, ‘Uhm, I’m Jeff.’

‘Here’s what I want you and Jeff to do for us. We’re all pretty successful 40 something aged women. We’re going to give each of you a $50 tip for your trouble this evening. First off, thank you both for being easy on the eyes. What we are about to ask of you is much more fun when you’re easy on the eyes,’ Kim says laughingly.

‘We need you both to do something for all of us that’s probably going to seem slightly strange.’

‘Ok.’, Jeff mutters with inquisitiveness.

Kim continues, ‘Guys, I’m just going to be blunt. We need you to tickle us. 

Yes, you heard me right. I said tickle us. 

I’m sure in your medical training,Mike, you’ve heard the phrase ‘laughter is the best medicine’? 

Well, we all just experienced that kind of medicine with some funny things that Marta just did. 

And we laughed and laughed until our sides hurt just a few minutes ago. 

And now we’re looking for ways to laugh like that again. 

Long story short, we’ve decided the best way to do that is to get some folks like you nice gentleman to sit down at the foot of this king size hotel bed and tickle our feet. We are all going to lay down on this bed, get under the covers, and you guys are going to pull up those covers at the foot of the bed, expose all of our gorgeous, wonderfully and recently pedicured, and very ticklish barefeet, and then do whatever you can to produce pure unadulterated ticklish laughter from the three of us. How does all of that sound to you both?’

Mike starts in with the response. ‘Hmmm, ok…so let me get this straight, you gorgeous three ladies are going to pay Jeff and me $50 each over the course of the next 10-15 minutes just to tickle your feet?!’

‘Uhm, yep, and thanks for noticing how beautiful we are,’ laughs Kim. ‘We like to think so.’, she adds.

‘No objections here,’ Jeff contributes.

‘Ok ladies, doctors orders!’

Mike, realizing his role as tickle doctor has now been solidified, hits the top of the covers with the flat of his palm, and taps on the comforter while he says, ‘Chop, chop, Ladies!   Hurry, please get under these covers and stick all those beautiful bare feet of yours out for Dr. Jeff and I to examine! There’s not a second to lose here!’

Marta, Kim, and Tanya giggle and do as they are told, skirmishing a bit to hurriedly get situated in the bed to obey their new ‘physicians’.

The excitement is palpable. All ladies are already laughing as they cuddle under the covers and fluff the ends of the blankets to reveal soft, gorgeous bare soles ready to be ticklishly ‘examined’.

‘Dr. Mike, I think what we have here is a serious case of laughter deficit syndrome or LDS with these patients. Some of the latest research reveals that this syndrome can be remedied by consistent and repeated tickle therapy sessions with a trained physician. I actually just got back from a conference where I got re-certified in treating these kinds of disorders. How about you, Dr.Mike? I know you are highly trained to treat this kind of syndrome, right?’ Jeff jokes with Mike.

Marta, Kim, and Tanya laugh at the insinuations of their serious case of LDS. Mike’s cracking a smile as he is thinking of an apt and funny response.

‘Well, Dr. Jeff, as a matter of fact, I just successfully completed two rounds at the hospital where I was able to cure the entire Olympic synchronized swimming team of just this very syndrome and provide immediate relief to all participants. It was, and it WASN’T a laughing matter, if you get what I mean?’, Mike shoots back with his own unique brand of humor.

As he does so, he runs his right index finger up Kim’s exposed bare soles located front and center in the bed. 

Kim lets out a gentle, cute laugh with this ‘Doctor Prescribed’ tickling.

‘Ohh, Dr. Mike, that tickles!’

‘Well, Kim, it looks like you’re going to be the perfect candidate for our treatment today.  Ticklishness on these gorgeous bare soles of yours is going to provide much needed relief for your LDS.’, Mike relates with enthusiasm.

The ladies again chuckle at the physician bantor, and also at the first ticklish sensations they’re experiencing as Mike and Jeff both run their fingers softly and gently up all the beautiful ladies’ exposed bare soles.  

In unison, they all laugh, and they all say, ‘Ohhh, that tickles!’

The womens’ hotel room has now been officially transformed into a tickle therapy session. 

All three women are now starting to laugh more uncontrollably as Mike and Jeff skillfully pick up the speed with which their fingers are stroking the bottoms of each of their gorgeous muses’ bare soles. The muses are loving every second.

Drs. Mike and Jeff both look at each other with approval at how successful their first attempts at tickling all three pairs of barefeet just went. 

‘Well, ladies, are you ready to laugh like you were laughing a while back when Marta had you all in stitches?’, Mike asks playfully.

‘Yes!!!’ cries out Marta, Kim, and Tanya.

 Jeff chimes in quickly, ‘You know Dr. Mike, would it be ok if we put on some music so as not to disturb patients in the waiting room outside? In my experience, sometimes our treatments can make women laugh a bit too much, and a bit on the loud side. We don’t want our patients to hold in their laughter for fear of disturbing other patients, right Dr. Mike?’

‘Great point, Dr. Jeff! Yes, let’s put on some gypsy jazz if you don’t mind. I think those guitar chord progressions play quite nicely to the treatments we are going to perform. Ladies, is that Ok?’, Dr. Mike asks in his best male physician voice.

Marta, Kim, and Tanya all nod in agreement and are beside themselves now with gleeful anticipation at the roleplaying fun and what is about to happen to them.

‘Very well. Dr. Jeff, please do the honors.’

Jeff opens the Pandora application on his iPhone and plays his Django Reinhardt station. 

In a matter of seconds the room is now filled with the fun sounds of guitar and violin instrumentals.

Dr. Mike and Dr. Jeff return to the foot of the bed with all 3 gorgeous pairs of barefeet just awaiting their touches.  

The foot tickling picks back up slowly and methodically with both doctors slowly running their index fingers up and down the arches of each of the womens’ feet.  

Coos and gentle laughter erupt from all the women as they begin to experience the wonderful ticklish sensations that come from having your feet slowly tickled like what the doctors are doing.

Marta, probably the most ticklish of her friends, and the one who loves being tickled the most, is in heaven!

Mike and Jeff notice immediately, and start to concentrate on more playful tickles with all their fingers on Marta’s soles.  Her laughter increases.
‘Ohh, doctors!  Ha ha ha ha!  I think you are really helping me…ha ha ha ha…with my LDS…ha ha ha!  Thank…Ha ha ha ha…you!’, Marta speaks in broken ‘tickle english’ 🙂

‘It’s our pleasure, Marta,’, Dr. Mike says as he continues the soft tickling with all his fingers on her soles moving up to her gorgeous bare toes.  

Now it’s my recommendation that you continue this therapy at least 3 times a week with Dr. Jeff and I. You seem to be most responsive when we stroke the tops of those gorgeous bare feet of yours. Are we accurate in these observations, Marta?’, Mike teasingly continues his doctor role with Marta.

‘Ahh ha ha ha ha ha, Yes Doctor! Ah ha ha ha ha! I think you found a very nice tickle spot there! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!’, Marta recounts in again, broken tickle english 🙂

The tickling is just exquisite for Marta, and she’s relishing all the ticklish attention on her soles and the tops of her feet.  It feels FANTASTIC!

Kim and Tanya are feeling a little left out as the doctors have drawn their attention to only one pair of barefeet.

‘Hey, how about our little miss piggies?’ Tanya asks playfully, wiggling all of her gorgeous bare toes in the direction of Mike and Jeff’s fingers.

‘Oh, Dr. Mike, I think we’ve been neglecting our other patients.  Marta, can you excuse us for one second, as we attend to this other serious case of LDS?’, Dr. Jeff asks playfully.

‘Ha ha ha ha, but of course, Dr. Jeff, ah ha ha ha.  I’m not going anywhere.  Attend away!’, Marta recounts breathlessly but with pleasurable sighs.

Now it’s Tanya’s turn for some focused male attention on what is inarguably the most beautiful pair of feet amongst her peers.

Mike begins tickling her toes and is just mesmerized by their beauty and how they seem to just dance in step with her delightfully beautiful laughter.  

Mike is kneeling as he’s tickling her toes, and his face is getting actually quite close to Tanya’s toes as he moves his fingers in and out of the spaces in between her gorgeous toes.  

Tanya is just in heaven with how her piggies are going to the market 🙂  

She’s always loved to be tickled like this, but never really knew how to express it to others that she liked it this way.  

Now she doesn’t have to.  

Mike just seems to be reading her mind with how he is playing ‘little miss piggie’ with her toes.  

Tanya is able to just let herself go and enjoy the tickling sensations these wonderful ‘doctors’ are creating.

Mike, his face still inches away from Tanya’s dancing toes, begins to wonder if Tanya might, ever so slightly like to have her toes inside of hus mouth being licked and sucked. 

He so wants to try it, but is hesitant, and wants to ask permission first.

‘So, Tanya, there is a new ticklish procedure that we do with all our new patients. Full disclosure, it requires the use of my tongue, which you may or may not find ageeeable. We can start slow and work up to more aggressive treatment.

We use our tongues in a way that you may find interesting. It’s called ‘lickling’, and it involves light tickling of your toes and soles with gentle movements of our tongues. Would you like to try it?’

Tanya, loving her tickle session, and laughing uncontrollably, fires back, ‘Ah ha ha ha , sure, Doctor, ah ha ha ha ha, I’d love to try…ah ha ha ha ha..that new treatment!’.

Mike, elated at gaining permission to fondle these gorgeous toes with his lips and mouth and tongue, moves in closer to Tanya’s big toe and gently sticks his soft tongue out to touch that softest of areas in between Tanya’s big toe and her second toe. Tanya feels the warmth of Mike’s tongue immediately on her skin and lets out both a moan and a laugh.  Mike likes the reaction, and continues to explore this beautiful area of Tanya’s feet with more flicks of his tongue on her soft skin.

‘Ohhhh, that feels really good!  I like that! Please don’t stop!’, Tanya compliments and commands.   

Mike continues tongue tickling Tanya’s tantalizingly ticklish toes (love the alliteration on that one) with more intention. 

Tanya experiences incredible rushes of pleasure mixed with laughter as  Mike’s tongue continues its long journey of weaving in and out and around all of her toes. She continues to intersperse moans with laughter.

Kim is really starting to feel left out as her two friends on either side are having all the fun it seems. She begins to wiggle her toes in Mike and Jeff’s direction hoping to attract their ticklish attention and says, ‘Doctors, I was hoping you could do me a favor and see if you could see if lickling might help my LDS too?!’

‘Kim, I’m so glad you asked. Dr. Jeff while you are tickling Marta and Tanya could you also assist me in running your tongue in between Kim’s beautiful toes on her left foot? I’ll do the honors over here on the right? What do you think?’, Mike petitions to Jeff.

‘Absolutely, Dr. Mike. Kim sure seems like she also might benefit from an additional tickle therapy where we actually suck on each of the toes to bring about extra ticklish sensations. Kim, would you want Dr. Mike and I to perform some ticklsh toe sucking on your gorgeous bare feet. You may or may not experience the same reactions as your peers, but it’s worth a shot. What do you say?!’

‘I’m all in Doctor! All in!’, Kim says enthusiastically. ‘Do your best sucking on these perfectly pedicured toes before you!’ 

Mike gestures to Jeff to begin as there isn’t enough room for both he and Jeff to suck on Kim’s gorgeous bare toes.  Mike knows he’ll get a chance in just a bit to suck on Kim’s toes and bring her exquisite pleasure in his own right. 

Mike is actually quite experienced in the art of female toe sucking having done quite a bit of this thing down in Los Angeles at an S&M dungeon. 

Jeff takes Kim’s right big toe into his mouth and starts a gentle, coordinated sucking motion with his mouth and tongue. He uses his free hands to apply gentle strokes up and down her bare soles while he has her deliciously sexy big toe in his mouth. 

The warmth of Jeff’s lips and tongue surrounding her big toe puts Kim into a bit of a pleasure trance. 

She just arches her back and creens her head and neck into the pillow she’s sharing with her girlfriends. She’s  in ectasy as Jeff works his tongue all over her big toe. It is tickling her, but the warm, pleasurable sensations in her toes are winning the battle over laughter, and her moans of pleasure erupt. 

‘Oh, God that’s amazing, Dr. Jeff! Oh God! I love that!’

Jeff is a little taken aback by this, as is Mike. 

Jeff looks at Mike with Kim’s toe in his mouth while he’s sucking it, and Mike gives him a big thumbs up sign. Jeff smiles as best he can, careful not to disrupt the trance Kim’s clearly in having her toes sucked. 

Amidst all her moans, Jeff starts to stroke her soles a little more firmly, and Kim switches to a mix of moaning laughter. 

It’s music to Jeff’s ears as he loves bringing this kind of pleasure to a woman. 

The moaning that women do when they are having their feet worshipped is just intoxicating to him. 

Jeff could literally suck a woman’s toes and rub their feet all night long. He’s done it on a number of occassions and is starting to wonder if this one will be another where he gets to really lengthen out the foot worshipping session. 

Kim continues to laugh and moan with each of Jeff’s strokes of his tongue and fingers. 

Marta and Tanya are seeing just how wonderful it must feel to have your toes sucked and your feet tickled at the same time, and they put in a request of their own.

‘Dr. Mike, can we have the same medicine as Kim, please?!’

To which Mike replies, ‘But of course, ladies!’ and proceeds to position Marta’s and Tanya’s feet close together and takes Tanya’s leg and crosses it over Marta’s such that their two big toes are right next to each other. Mike then takes Marta’s big toe and Tanya’s into his mouth and starts slowly sucking them both at the same time. 

Both women have the same reaction as Kim did, sending their heads back into the pillow and their backs upward arching in pleasure. 

Unfortunately, just as Marta and Kim are settling into their pleasurable tickle temple with Mike as their chief priest of toe lickling, the hotel phone rings and Mike and Jeff know who it is.  

‘Oh man, they must be getting slammed downstairs!’, says Jeff.

‘Ladies, I hate to cut this session short, but Mike and I have to get bak downstairs to help our restaurant mates. Can we come back and finish this in about an hour?!  I’m so sorry!’

All three ladies let out a deep sigh of displeasure and ‘Oh man! So soon!’ remarks. Marta is the first to utter a coherent sentence of consolation.     

‘That’s alright guys. We understand. We all used to work in a restaurant together. When it’s busy, it’s busy. Feel free to come back up when you’re done with your shift. We’ll all be in the same place, lying in this puddle of pure laughter you gave us! Thank you both SO much! You guys are fabulous!’

Kim and Tanya both chime in too and say, ‘YES! Fabulous!’ 

‘Well do our best to get back up here in about an hour and keep our LDS treatments going’, Mike says with a smile.

‘Thank you Ladies! You are all just beautiful! Such great fun!’, adds Jeff.

And with that, the ‘doctors’ scurried out the door. 

Marta, Tanya, and Kim just laid back on the bed and let out, ‘Oh MY GODS’ for the next 5 minutes recounting all the incredible laughter they’d experienced, and thinking about what more there was to come.

Thank you for reading story all the way to the end.

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What you always hoped would have been made a part of the Snow White fable…foot tickling! :) Well, hope no more! :)

April 30, 2017

 Fast forward to about 10 minutes into this beautiful clip for a ticklish take on this most famous of fables. 

The whole clip is fantastic, but the Snow White segment is truly the fairest of them all 🙂

Snow White’s laughter appears to be genuine, and she seems to be really enjoying having her barefeet tickled by the evil witch. 

Truly a delightful clip! (Click HERE to view)

Hope you enjoy!

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