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// Everyday Life two CH 10 
// Story: The Experience Files (volume 6) 
// by keithsterling 
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This experience took place during a comfortably warm summer afternoon went I got an unexpected phone call on my cell phone from a very intimate friend of mine. Top Fashion Designer and Fashionista Miss Rarity Radiance; invited me to have drinks and visit with her at her beach house in the Paradise cove neighborhood in Alibu near the Luna Ocean. She explained that she had just finished several high-profit fashion shows and wanted to relax with a dear friend for the next few weeks. That dear friend she wanted to visit with was me, Chief marketing officer Justice Silverlight from Dayspring.

So I said sure and hopped into my crystal-powered car; I drove the thirty-six-minute drive by the horseways from my home in Grazing Hill to the Paradise cove neighborhood of Alibu near the Luna Ocean. I followed the directions that Rarity gave me to find her beach house in the Paradise cove neighborhood of Alibu. The guides led me to a forty by forty square inch spacious cottage painted in a light blue paint scheme giving the beach house an airy look.

The front porch was covered with gray porcelain tiles and a mahogany wood front door with four textured window panels. I knocked on the door, and a moment later, it was opened by a very attractive looking light gray unicorn mare with a well-styled moderate indigo blue corkscrew curled mane and tail. Her 5ft 7in slender and elegant equine figure was attired in Norse blue mares sweetheart neck short sleeve T-shirt and black mares mid-rise slim pull-on pants.

From the cut of the sweetheart neckline on her T-shirt, I could see that Rarity had no bra on, revealing her ample-sized firm light gray bare breasts for all to see. Her shapely and well-defined legs were hidden by the pant legs of her pants. But what kept my attention were her superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered bare feet locked in pair of black Janis ankle strap flat sandals.

Two thin, black straps, one strap had a small gold buckle that crisscrossed in front of her slender ankles then down her instep. It crisscrossed at her graceful curve arches on both her feet before continuing along the bridge of her foot. In a V shape before descending between her index toe and middle toe to the bottom of the sandals. 

Sticking out the front of the sandals were well pedicured ten shapely toes; each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with wine red-colored toenail polish that matches the exact color on the round fingernails of her slender hands. To break me from staring at her superb slim and elegant mare tapered bare feet locked in her ankle strap flat sandals, Rarity deliberately cleared her throat loudly.

"If you are quite done, darling…Please come in for that visit and drinks with your friend Rarity." Rarity said politely as I followed her over to Abinger's beige-colored L-shaped 2-piece sectional sofa with a chaise.

In front of the Abinger beige-colored L-shaped 2-piece sectional sofa with chaise was a grayish-brown Radily faux marble table. A metal tray with a Tarhong fizz pitcher filled with soft apple cider and two acrylic simple double old-fashioned glasses was sitting on top of the table.

Behind the pitcher was a global view striped ice bucket filled with ice cubes. I grab the nickel-plated global views ice tongs and drop two ice cubes into mine and Rarity's old-fashioned glass with a clink before the whooshing sound of the soft apple cider being poured into the glasses and filling it to the middle of the glass.

As Rarity passed in front of me, I handed her the glass of soft apple cider that I filled, an appreciative smile formed on her snout. After accepting the glass of smooth apple cider from me, she plopped down on the sofa next to me. She began to swirl the liquid in her glass as the ice cubes inside the glass clinked against the side of old fashioned glass she was holding.

Being friends with Rarity for so long, I could tell she overworked herself at her last two high-profit fashion shows, and that is why she came to her beach house to rest and get out of the city for a while. I look at her sandal-clad superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet sitting on the brown Elba wire brushed solid stranded bamboo flooring of her beach house.

Rarity giggles knowingly as she reaches for the buckle of her sandal, and I deliberately clear my throat loudly; her classic baby blue eyes blink with wonder. But soon abandoned the idea of unbuckling her sandals for me and placed her sandal-clad feet on my lap after sliding further down the sectional sofa so she could rest her back against the side of the chaise. I put one of my hands on the sole of her sandal, and I cupped her light gray smooth round heel in my other hand. 

I brought her sandal-clad foot in front of my snout. Targeting the transition from the arch of her foot to the ball of her foot. I quickly shot my tongue into that area of her foot. Causing her to jump with surprise, my tongue made contact with her incredibly soft and pillowy sole that she took great care of, keeping them completely clean and blemish-free.

I pinch the sole of her sandal between my thumb and index finger and hold her light gray smooth round heel securely in my other hand. I began pulling her sandal forward, opening a gap big enough for my tongue to reach around the whole ball of her foot.

The tip of my tongue tickled the exact center of her foot between the balls of her feet. This caused Rarity to softly neigh in a relaxing manner as the tickling of the center of her foot with my rough tongue was incredibly relaxing after overworking herself. My tongue-tickling of Rarity's very soft and pillowy sole lasted for quite a few hours, occasionally hitting the base of her symmetrical-shaped toe stems, causing her to chuckle. Rarity glared at me went I stopped and placed her sandal-clad foot back on my lap as she enjoyed the experience.

"Now, Rarity, these sandals must come off your feet," I said with a dubious expression as Rarity's classic baby blue eyes shined with pleasure with the thought of her sandals coming off her feet.

The manipulating of the small gold buckles by me on her sandals as they jingled softly caused Rarity's tone tummy to clinch and swirl as waves of acid welled up inside her. Beads of perspiration started to form on her forehead beneath her average-sized single spiral horn as the thin, black straps slid smoothly across her creamy smooth, light gray (more toward the white spectrum) skin and off her feet.

Left unprotected on my lap was her superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third-inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet. The arches on both her feet had a graceful and soft curve that led into the smooth oval-shaped ball of her feet. Why the other end of her arches leads into creamy smooth round heels. Continue up to the symmetrically shaped toe stems topped with ten luxurious and cuddlesome shapely toes.

Each toenail is beautifully trimmed and shaped, and painted with lustrous wine-red toenail polish. Why her big toe was the longest on her gorgeous foot, following the rest of her toes with a gentle taper down to her foot's little toe. The creamy smooth skin of Rarity’s feet felt incredibly soft and pillowy to the touch. She takes excellent care of her superb-looking feet, keeping them flawless and blemish-free. I haphazardly tossed her sandals onto the grayish-brown Radily faux marble table with a soft thud.

"Oh, Justice, would you please walk with me on the beach? I need to get out of the house for a little while.” Rarity asked, drained as I reached for her tossed sandals on the coffee table.

“No Justice! (Using her foot to push me back) Leave me barefooted! The sand will feel better upon my creamy smooth soles as the wet sand can squish through my ten luxurious, cuddlesome shapely toes." Rarity said saucily.

As we stood up from the L-shaped sectional sofa in the great room, we walked through one of the two guest bedrooms in her beach house toward double French doors leading onto the rear wood deck of her beach house. Rarity's incredibly soft and pillowy texture of her creamy smooth soles pip-plopped so elegantly across the brown Elba wire brushed solid stranded bamboo floor of her beach house. 

The incredibly soft and pillowy texture of the creamy soft soles of her footsteps continued out of the beach house onto the redwood deck of her rear porch. That is tempered by the faint squeaking of the boards underfoot as she planted the balls of her feet, putting the total weight of her creamy soft feet down on the non-slip boards of her deck.

As I follow the soft pip-plop of her naked feet down the short squeak staircase onto the warm sand, her floral-scented perfume mixed with the salty sea air and sea mist from the Luna Ocean. As the balls of her feet step down onto the sand. The sound of the sand crushing and scraping underfoot against her creamy soft soles mixed with the breaking of the waves against the shoreline.

As we walked along the stretch of deserted beach, the crushing and scraping off her feet on the sand was covered sometime by the distant sound of a cruise ship horn blowing and seagull squawking. I skipped small stones on the ocean as the wet sand squished between Rarity's toes as she walked out of the crashing surf back to my side.

Rarity smiled at me and beckoned me to follow her back to her beach house. Once there, we walk back through the open double French doors of the guest bedroom. I stop inside the double French door and look toward the guest bed as Rarity quickly comprehends what I was suggesting.

"Tee-hee…Do you want to play the giggle game with my sensitive bare feet, Justice?" Rarity said saucily as I just smiled at her, and she opened one drawer in a nearby dresser to obtain two braided nylon ropes with a poacher's knot on the end of each string.

"But first, Rarity, I have to restrain you if you are alright with that," I said as a huge smile formed on her snout as she lay down on the bed.

I tied Rarity's arms to the head posts of the bed and then tied her ankles together. I created a small piece of twine with my magic and tied her longer big toes together with it. Then I very slowly put tension on the restraints around her slender ankles, pulling them till she's a few inches above the bed and tying them to the underside of the bed frame, leaving her helplessly floating above the bed.

I slip the small gold disruptor ring around her horn, blocking uses of her innate unicorn magic till the ring is removed. Rarity’s classic baby blue eyes widened in alarm as my hand started to glow with my magic. I touch her Norse blue colored mares sweetheart neck short sleeve T-shirt cause it to disappear from her upper body and as I thought she had no bra on revealing her ample sized firm light gray bare breasts.

Rarity swallowed a lump in her throat and struggled fiercely to break free from her restraints, not wanting me to start tickling her soft gray bare breasts. Suddenly four dark blue magic feathers appeared out of nowhere and began to slowly and lovingly dance around Rarity's helpless nipples. My feather dusted back and forth along with her areolas and see-sawed underneath her nipples, forcing weak yowls of laughter from the poor helpless mare.

Rarity squealed and laughed; her breasts bounced, jiggled and wobbled with every forced heave of her chest as the feathers danced and spun circles around her nipples and areolas. Rarity could only watch helplessly as I grasped one of my own magic feathers and delicately swirled it around Rarity's helpless, ample-sized, firm, light gray bare breast.

Forcing the poor helpless mare to scream out in ticklish glee as her classic baby blue eyes and cheeks are soaked with tears. I gave my ticklish captive a five-minute reprieve allowing her to gulp needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs.

“Do you want me to continue, my poor helpless mare?” I asked as Rarity only could nod her head as her voice was gone.

With that, I went back to tormenting under the swell of Rarity's left breast. Before, I started on her right breast and then wickedly moved right between her breasts, pumping the feather in and out of her big-sized, firm, light gray cleavage. I watch her ample-sized, delicate, gray, bare breasts bounce with every shrieking giggle from Rarity's lips.

If Rarity could see through her teary eyes at this point, she would have noticed me panting like some psycho stallion as I enjoyed torturing this lovely-looking light gray unicorn mare a lot. I wrenched myself back into my work before I could lose focus again. Rarity couldn't respond fast enough and only watched as my fingers dived into her armpits and tickled her there, making the poor mare squeal.

The helpless mare tried to shake her head no, but there was nothing she could do except watch with her fearful eyes as I tickled her belly button. Rarity lost her voice to laughter as I stroked her belly button. She screamed, her classic baby blue eyes widening as the new sensation rippled through her body; this tickle was far more intense than before. Her poor belly button was my entire focus, at least until my ears perked up as Rarity gave a mock gasp.

I picked up a feather from the bed and went to the foot of the bed. It took less than a second of a slight stroke against her incredibly soft and pillowy light gray bare soles, and Rarity twitched her feet for all they were worth and giggled like a school-age pony. 

Her incredibly soft and pillowy light gray bare feet squirm this way. I started tickling the feather over and under her exquisitely shaped curve arches on both her feet. Not even my beloved wife Celestia laughed so much as the feather followed the curvature of her arches in a torturous manner.

I used the feather on one ticklish foot and my fingers on the other delicate foot. Rarity's body was bucking up and down as her ticklish feet jumped around as if being shocked. I took the feather once again and started to tickle between the symmetrical-shaped toe stems topped with her ten luxurious and cuddlesome shapely toes; she was going crazy with laughter. I return to stroking her incredibly soft and pillowy light gray bare soles with the tip of the feather.

Rarity went bonkers as I tickled her for what seemed like an eternity, her voice was harsh, and she was exhausted as I was. I figured that, my friend. Rarity had enough, so I released her from the bonds that held her wrist and ankles to the bed. As she lay there, she slowly sat up, leaving her superb tingling pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet with wine red-coloured toenail polish in place at the foot of the bed.

"Tee-hee…I enjoyed that tickle session on my feet and my body, my dear friend, Justice. After those two very stressful high-profit fashions shows, being forced to laugh like that was quite relaxing." Rarity said, relieved as she made her t-shirt reappear on her upper body after Justice removed the small gold disruptor ring from around her horn.

"Well, you hinted that you were quite stressed on that cell phone call after putting on fashion shows," I said.

I gently took hold of Rarity’s superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet with wine red-colored toenail polish from the foot of the bed and started to rub my thumbs on her still tingling light gray bare feet. The more I rubbed her delicate gray naked feet, the more relaxed she became till she softly neighed once again.

This let me knock some of the sand off Rarity's superb pair of light gray (more toward the white spectrum) ten and one-third-inch slender and elegant mare tapered naked feet with wine red-colored toenail polish. As I cleared the sand from her well pedicured ten shapely toes, I brought her longer big toes toward my mouth and inserted them in.

I began to suck on her big toes as she happily cooed with each suctions that I applied to her shapely digits. I cupped both her creamy smooth round heels in one hand and started to kiss down the entire length of her slender and elegant mare's tapered naked feet; once I reached her creamy smooth round heels, I stopped.

And extended my tongue to follow her feet' graceful and soft curvature; arches led into the smoothly oval-shaped balls of her feet. I finish the love of her feet by kissing the oval-shaped balls of her feet smoothly. Rarity has an enormous Cheshire cat smile on her snout as I set her naked feet back down on the bed.