I’m not sure how I managed to forget about it... But I did. Somehow, I had gotten so side tracked by all the ticklish, upper body exploration that this freaky loser was doing to me, that I forget about one VERY obvious & important thing: My feet.

(On a side note, I just want to say that all that f*cking helpless n*pple teasing didn’t help... Like, it’s not as if I was choosing to get turned on for this perv! Have you ever had your helpless nipples l*cked, teased and tickled without mercy?! Yea, you try NOT getting a l*ttle turned on from it!)

I’ve had classes all day, so naturally I’ve been in these shoes and socks all day... My feet are sweaty, my feet are warm and my feet are most likely SOFT AF! This foot perv is about to have his day made by seeing just how amazing my feet are right now, and there’s nothing I can do about it!

I feel my laces being untied... One at a time, I feel my warm, c*tton socks, slowly being removed. Inch by inch. I can tell he’s getting off on this. I can feel him eye f*cking my feet as he does it! F*ck. F*ck, f*ck, f*ck! For probably the first time in my life, I’m regretting having pretty feet, as my toes flex and my soles scrunch in the automatic anticipation for what’s to come...

A Hairbrush? A Hairbrush... A HAIRBRUSH?! I don’t know about you, but it’s pretty obvious to me, based on the word “hairbrush” that it was meant for brushing your hair, NOT for the bottoms of my feet!! Eeek! Get that f*cking thing away from my feet!

But, as he oh so slowly lowers it to one of my helpless, pampered soles, trailing what seemed like countless sharp l*ttle finger tips up the now oversensitive nerve ending’s of my helpless, delicate flesh, it was clear that this so-called “Tickle Bandit” hadn’t gotten the memo about the hairbrush!

My involuntary giggles & pleas were about to fall on the deaf ears of a foot tickle freak, who had discovered how effective a hairbrush was at tickling feet! But that wasn’t the worst part... The worst part was that under the laughter, nervousness and anticipation, my body was actually starting to like this more and more!?

By the time he had abandoned the hairbrush to l*ck my helpless soles, I was actually hoping that some of the more naughty stories about “ The Tickle Bandit” were true... That Maybe my pants were the next thing to come off?

To Be Continued...

xoxo
-Gwen

The Tickle Bandit - Part 2: Foot Tickle Feast!