My Roommate's Ticklish Feet
(Posted on Saturday, April 13, 2002)
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My roommate, Shari and I have been sharing an apartment for about 10 months and we get along great. She's in between boyfriends now, so she'll often spend time with me and my boyfriend, Stan, which means that we're usually at home together playing some board game or watching television. The other night things kind of got out of hand, but she and I laugh about it now, so it's all good.

There is a lot of sexual tension that goes on between Shari and my boyfriend, but  that's fine by me since I trust them both and know that they'd never do anything to hurt me. Besides, the sexual tension that exists is kind of a turn-on for me. I don't know how to describe it, but I get excited whenever I see them being turned on by one another. I have to admit, too, that I find Shari very attractive and if I had my way, I'd involve her in a threesome with my boyfriend. I wouldn't want them getting it on together, but I think that it would be really hot if he and I were to do something sexual to her.

Of course I've never admitted this to Shari because our relationship is just perfect the way that it is. I wouldn't want to spoil it by getting into something that might complicate it all. I've teased Stan about it, but I haven't pursued it seriously. Every once in a while Stan will do something with or to Shari get my juices going, but it's never anything heavy and he's never serious about any of it. He does it in fun and also to get my juices going. Shari seems to enjoy it, too, so I'm happy about that.

The other night the three of us were kind of bored while watching re-runs on tv, and Shari was giving Stan a hard time by shoving him a little bit with her bare foot while she and I were on the couch together. Stan was sitting below me while I sat on the couch, giving him a shoulder and neck massage. Shari was lying on her back at the time and occasionally shoving Stan with one of her bare feet. Stan is usually good natured about these kind of things and just goes along with it all. He basically just ignored her as she continued.

Out of the blue I said to Stan, "Maybe you should just grab her foot and tickle it. She's very ticklish you know."

"Yeah, Stan, why don't you tickle my foot?" Shari teased as she shoved his arm with her foot again.

Stan didn't say a word. He just ignored her.

I was feeling rather playful, so I leaned in to Stan's ear and said to him, "Let's get her."

"What are you wishpering about?" Shari asked me.

"Oh, nothing," I lied to her as I signalled Stan to follow my lead.

I quickly grabbed both of Shari's legs, twisted her ankles around so that she's have to move over onto her stomach, and then Stan jumped up to straddle her backside. As he sat on top of her to hold her down, I maneuvered myself so that I was sitting on the back of her legs with her bare soles totally exposed to me.

For the next few minutes, I tickled each of her soles relentlessly as she struggled underneath the weight of both Stan and me on top of her. She wasn't able to move much at all as I tickled those luscious soles of hers. All she could do was to scrunch up her toes and beg for us to stop. I would give her breaks every once in a while just so that she could catch her breath, but every time I gave her a chance to cry, "Uncle," she'd refuse to do it and the tickling would continue.

I could feel myself getting wet from the excitement of having Shari's sexy soles at my mercy. It was even more exciting to see just how ticklish her feet were. I could tell from the bulge in Stan's blue jeans that he was excited, too. And when it was all over, after Shari yelled out, "Uncle," I could see that she had clearly been aroused by what we had done to her helpless feet. When her robe flew open for a moment as she gathered herself together, there was a huge wet spot covering the crotch of her panties. She was soaked with her own juices!

Afterwards, Stan and I went directly into our bedroom where we passionately made love to each other. I can only imagine that Shari got herself off again after slipping off into her own bedroom.

The next morning Shari admitted to me that even though she hated to have her feet tickled, she also loved it at the same time and wondered if she was some pervert for having liked it so much. I assured her that she wasn't a pervert. I also confessed to her that because Stan has a foot fetish, in private he lavished my feet with attention, including sucking on my toes.

Shari wondered out loud how it would feel if someone were to suck her toes, and then asked me if I liked having my toes sucked. I told her that next to having Stan get me off orally, having my toes sucked was a close second. I even offered Stan's services if she was at all curious. That is, to suck her toes, not her pussy.

Shari politely declined, but then I told her that we could always tickle her feet again to get her to agree. She just kind of laughed and said, "Promises, promises."