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Ha Ha! Man Pedicures Tickle!

So last week a young lady of my acquaintance requested I join her for a pedicure at her favorite nail salon.  I was reluctant at first, for all the usual reasons a guy might not want to get a pedicure–it looks sissy, my feet (which I don’t take care of beyond taking reasonable care to clip my nails regularly) might prove embarrassing, etc.  But it’s true that a lot of guys get pedis now, and (much more to the point), it seemed like an experience that I, as an author of fetish erotica, really shouldn’t pass up.  Ticklish pedicures are a common subject of both fantasies and true stories (there are a lot of clips on Youtube showing Mom laughing her head off while her toes are done).   My story “The Pedi-Cure” (in LAUGHING BOYS 3 - which is where the illustration above comes from, by the by) was an F/M pedicure/tickling fantasy.  So I figured I owed it to my constituents to get the real story.

So we get to this place, and it’s your typical nail salon in a suburban shopping center.  There’s a manicure room, and the pedicures are done in another room with faux Roman columns over the door, like you’re entering some chamber of ultimate pleasure.  The staff are all very cute Vietnamese women who usher us into the back room where we’re seated in these reclining chairs with built-in whirlpool footbaths.   All they need is a pair of stocks added on and they’d be right out of a BAC cartoon.  After removing shoes & socks and rolling up my jeans, I’m allowed to soak for a while.  Then one foot is hauled up onto a white towel and the fun begins.

Did it tickle?  There were only two times when it came close - once when my little nail technician-lady scraped at my soles with a kind of sponge that did double-duty as a file.  Then again when she massaged my feet…you know those film-clips that show up on the net of cute Japanese & Chinese starlets giggling their heads off while their bare feet are massaged?  It’s from manipulation of pressure-points on the soles of their feet - I already knew that, but experiencing it is a whole different ballgame.  The little lady dug her thumbnail into my arch - not directly, but sort of sideways, if that makes any sense.  It’s actually very intense - ticklish and painful at the same time.  I was able to suppress the laughter response, but an older woman who was getting her pedi alongside us wasn’t so successful.

Beyond that–my nails were clipped, the dead skin (eewww) on my heels was scraped and I was sent on my way.  It was not anything I’d recommend as a surrogate tickle-torture experience to any F/M fans out there, but it was something that very easily could’ve been made more intense and ticklish…if the little lady was mad at me, or something.  Ver-ry interesting.

One last note.  I finished early because I wasn’t getting my toenails painted, so (seeing as business was slow) I was allowed to relax in the chair while my ladyfriend got her toes painted.  A very attractive nail-technician lady seated herself next to me (again, business was slow), kicked off her shoes and slid her bare feet up onto the towel.  I couldn’t take my eyes off them - they were soft and long-toed with the most outrageous nail polish, a candy-apple red with sparkles in it.  So all in all, I’d have to give the experience at least a B+.  Oh, and I did get several story-ideas out of it, so I made sure I tipped well. 

Colin