Tickle Story Requests 2

Teaching a lesson

Jackson looked around the crowded bus. His black eyes scanned the other students that were around him. Most of them were around 16 years of age, like him. All except for one. An 18 year old that was named Leila. She sat across from him on the school bus. Her brown eyes were focused on him, whether it be his light brown hair, or his own black eyes.

Jackson attempted not to look by staring at her black ponytail instead. However, the black glasses that she wore made her eyes stand out more. "Staring at something?" She teased with a smirk on her face.

"Nope." Jackson said quietly. He looked down to the ground, noticing the flats that she was wearing. Black nylons covered up to her knees.

"You like what you see?" Leila asked as she rubbed her legs. Jackson quickly looked away, blushing slightly. "You don't need to be shy. You can touch them if you want." She teased while placing her feet near him.

"Don't do that". Jackson said while pushing her feet away from him. Leila pouted as she looked at him. She noticed that he was taking quick glances out of the corner of his eye. She smiled and crossed her legs, allowing him to see more of her legs.

He blushed heavily while looking towards the front of the bus. "Can you not do that?" He asked again.

"Nope. Especially since this ride seems to be taking forever." Leila complained as she slipped off her flats. She picked them up and placed them next to her. Jackson took a glance at her feet, noticing that she was wiggling her toes. The nail polish that went with them were bright blue. He blushed and quickly looked straight ahead.

Leila noticed his anxiety and giggled. "I see. You like these." She said while raising her left foot up. Her soles were facing him with her toes wiggling at him.

"Stop!" Jackson managed to say. However, Leila decided to poke him with her big toe.

"Cmon. My feet are tired from walking. You could at least massage them." Leila complained while putting her feet on his seat.

Jackson gritted his teeth as he attempted to push her feet off his chair. Leila quickly locked her legs, making sure that they wouldn't give an inch. As Jackson kept pushing, his thumb lightly glided on her sole. The sudden sensation overcame Leila and she let out a small snicker.

Jackson looked at her in shock, noticing that snicker that left her lips. She quickly regained her composure and locked her legs again. "I'm waiting." She said.

"Fine." Jackson said as he gripped her left ankle tightly with his left hand. His right hand began to tickle all over the middle of her foot. "This is for not listening to me!" He said.

"No! That's not a massage!" She complained as a stream of giggles escaped her lips. She attempted to pull her legs back, but Jackson's grip kept them in place. His fingers kept lightly teasing the nerves on her nylon foot.

"I know it's not a massage. This is punishment." Jackson said as he kept tickling her. Leila attempted to cover one foot with the other, but as soon as she did so, Jackson attacked the other foot.

Leila's laughter rose as the tickling continued. She began to curl her toes, showing off her blue nail polish to him. "Punishment for what?" She asked while laughing.

"For bullying me!" Jackson said as he began to tickle his way up to her toes. When his fingers got closer to her toes, Leila's laughter grew higher.

"I'm not bullying!" She quickly retorted before returning to her fits of laughter. Jackson pouted and kept tickling, enjoying the laughter that rushed out Leila's mouth.

Leila attempted to cover her mouth to keep the laughter from pouring out of her. She looked at him, noticing that he was staring at her curled toes. Her cheeks were getting warmer the more she watched. However, when he tickled slightly harder, laughter poured out of her. "JUST STOP ALREADY!" She yelled into her hand.

"Not until you stop." Jackson said as he kept tickling. By then, Leila took her hands away from her mouth and attempted to get his hands off her foot. However, he moved his fingers towards her heel, causing her to uncurl her toes.

The spot caused her laughter to turn into a stream of forced giggles. "Stop what?" She asked while trying to pull her feet away. Her hands moved back to resting on her lap.

Jackson quickly attacked her toes, causing Leila to explode in laughter. Tears quickly formed in her eyes as her laughter rang throughout the bus. The rest of the conversations increased in volume due to her laughter. Some of the students nearby watched as she was reduced to a giggling mess.

After a few seconds, her laughter went silent. To her surprise, she felt his fingers skillfully attack her toes. "Stop teasing me or whatever you call it." He said as she curled her toes. When she did, Jackson tickled her soles.

"Fine! Fine! I'll stop!" She managed to force out. When she finished, she laughed loudly again. After a couple more minutes, Jackson let her go.

Her feet quickly slipped on her flats. Her face was read as she panted heavily. She stared at the top of the bus as the bus pulled over. "We're here." The bus driver said.

All the students got off the bus one at a time. Slowly they all lined up and got off, leaving Leila behind. After everyone got off, Leila walked off the bus and immediately walked towards Jackson.

Leila took Jackson by his hand and took him away from anyone else. "What is it?" Jackson asked as he was taken away.

"I know you enjoyed tickling me. I never expected you to enjoy that." Leila said.

"What are you talking about? I did that to get you to stop." He argued.

"Oh. So you're saying that you didn't enjoy it?" She asked. She stopped escorting him when they were at the edge of the crowd. She kept facing away from him as she talked.

"I only did that to get you to stop. There was no other motive to it." He said.

"I see." Leila said as she popped off the heel of her flat, exposing her sole slightly. She but her lip as she heard him turn around and leave her alone. "Damn it."