/tk/ - Tickling

Another;

This girl I met via TMF, found out she lived about an hour away from me so we decided over Christmas one year we needed to meet up and have some fun. This was my first time with another person who had the fetish outright (most up til this point had been just friends I talked into trying it on a whim), so I went and stocked up on rope and feathers. Neither of us had anywhere to go with any real degree of privacy, so we met up in the malls parking lot in an empty part in the back of my chevy blazer. We both hop in the back seat and she ties my ankles and hands together and starts on my feet. They were like itchy-ticklish, not really getting anything more than a smirk and some twitching, so she heads up to my stomach where I'm most ticklish for about 5 minutes, raking the fuck out of my stomach and sides. Was rad, but she had long, fake nails, which scratch me more than they tickle.

Eventually we decide its her turn (she was more lee and I more ler at the time, so this was the main event as it were), and I tie her hands behind her back and ankles together. I pop off her shoes an lightly scratch on her soft, chunky soles, which immediately gets her going in a stream of hard giggles. I work my index finger back and forth across for a while slowly, building up anticipation and making her wiggle more and more the longer I go. having never licked or sucked toes or feet before at that point, I give that a try. It works, she bucks back and squeals sharply, but her feet were cold and not really appealing taste wise (not gross, but not like, "fun", either), so after a few short noms I take them out of my mouth. I grab the pack of feathers and slide one between her toes, space by space, slowly. She's loving it, and after I get between each space, I get another feather and repeat the process, until eventually she has four feathers tickling each space at once.

This has been going on for about 20 minutes at the point, and this girl hasn't shown any signs of dull sensitivity at all. If anything she seems to get more ticklish the longer I go. I decide to switch out feathers with a length of the nylon rope we were using for bondage and try flossing her toes with that. It works better than the feathers, and she erupts into rapid fire giggling. While she's distracted from the sensation, I grab a plastic hair brush (by now a cliched tickle tool from videos), and by god does that fucker work wonders. The second it hits her soles she's howling and jerking back as hard as she can, barely hitting her head against the backseat window and wiggling her ankles in the rope with no success.

At the point I'm out of ideas, and we decide now is time for the endurance test, where I would switch between my fingers, tongue, feathers, rope, and brush in random intervals non stop until she begged for mercy. I give her a minute to breath (which she insists she didn't need), I go to town. I attack her soft little feets with everything I have, making her squeal and shake like crazy. It was like living a dream.

This goes on for about 35 more minutes, until I become cramped from having sat sideways in the backseats for so long, and I tell her that it was incredible, but I had more things to do later in the day. She expresses disappointment that the fun and ended and had "only" been about an hour or so (she would tell me later on she routinely did 3,4, sometimes 5 hour torture sessions at a local BDSM fixture), and we make plans to do it again.

We never do. As long as we knew each other (about 2 years), we never met up again for torture fun. She did, at one time, express a good deal of interest in doing some amatuer tickling videos with me (she would later go on to do a single professional one with Boston Tickling). When I approached her months later trying to take her up on the offer, she mysteriously blocks me from facebook, tmf, fetlife, etc. I later come to find out her boyfriend had seen the text and not realized she had been that into a fetish scene.

Here she is with Boston Tickling
http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xu6q6p_katie-lous-ticklish-feet_fun

One of my fondest memories actually comes from high school, when I was on the varsity swimming team. At the time there was a lot of playful hazing against the younger team members, though nothing ever serious. It was really just an excuse for seniors to be a dick to juniors. I was junior at the time. Tommy was a senior.

He had a unique build for a swimmer. He was a sprinter, but he was on the shorter, more muscular side. Brown eyes, black hair with a buzz cut. Basically, he could've easily taken up wrestling or football instead. Only beef he had with me was shoving me in the locker room after I got DQ'd in a relay, heh. But as I'm sure most of you know, brute strength and muscles don't mean much if you have ticklish feet.

We were doing dry lands before swim practice. It's basically stuff like crunches and push ups. We were doing them on these wrestling mats on the pool deck. We have to put them away before starting practice. Leave it to Tommy to pretend sleep on the mat while the rest of us are trying to clean up. Rather than trying to move him, another friend of mine started rolling up the mat pretending Tommy wasn't in it. This got him to react, but he still didn't move. He remarked "Hey this isn't so bad, it's comfy." Who were we to stop?

When we were done, he actually seemed impressed. Imagine a rolled up mat, with a head and barefeet sticking out. Before he could get out, I sat on top of our accomplishment. "Alright guys, we're going to be late le–heh he-gehehe- OH FUCK NO!"

Let's be honest, it was on the back of my mind but I didn't start it! A freshman (who would later become one of our best) was sitting at the end of the rolled up mat, running just a single finger up and down Tommy's now flexing feet. I still remember the grin on that freshman's face. I'd best describe it as "we got him now."

I slide over to the end of the rolled up mat while still sitting on it. I wasted no time. "Hehah, okay haha I get–" I dug all five digits of each hand into Tommy's respective soles. "PleahehehahSHAHAHAHA HELP" The response was immediate. I couldn't see Tommy, but I could definitely hear him. His bellowing laughter echoed throughout the indoor pool. His smooth feet kept scrunching and trying to cover one with the other. I was having the power trip of my life. His powerful legs even managed to lift me off the floor a bit! When I turned around, I saw he already got his arms out, pounding the mat and laughing like a mad man.

I wasn't kidding about him being loud, though. It couldn't have been more than a minute before I heard coach yelling at us to knock it off and get started on our warm up on the white board. I begrudgingly got off, but tried hard to hide my disappointment… And my loins.

When Tommy rolled out, he was sweating as if he had just sprinted a marathon. I almost felt sorry for him. Emphasis on almost.

Yeah, since then I've never had anything close to an experience like that. Hell, I have yet to meet anyone with feet that ticklish.

>>2477
>I later come to find out her boyfriend had seen the text and not realized she had been that into a fetish scene.
That must have escalated quickly.

>>2506
You talking about the dude that had a friend that married that Thai girl and made her his tickle slave while she went to college?

>>2507

That was on feetschan technically, but I think he meant that now classic "tickling my retarded cousin" story XD

>>2508
if I remember right she wasn't retarded, she had some sort of palsy. which only makes you LOOK retarded.

>>2510

BAH GAWD KING, HE IS TICKLING HER RIGHT TO DEATH!!!

I hope to hell at least one of you gets that

>>2507
I've told that story twice now and you guys keep confusing Vietnamese for Thai. It's weird.

And I've yet to see that 'retard tickle' story.

>>2508
>>XD

Get out.

>>2522
Can you tell it again? Sounds interesting.

Nothing too exciting on my end. Had an ex in high school (average height, curly brown hair, size 9 shoe glasses, nerdy) who enjoyed being tickled, and eventually worked in some light foot worship here and there. When she got in the zone doing some activity she would just not react; she could turn her ticklishness off like that, which was fine by me. I enjoy doing the motions, so that would allow me to let my fingers explore her back or lay down by her feet while she was playing video games and just have a go. Despite being kind of a barefooter and sometimes wearing shoes without socks (which the idea of is blech to me), her feet never suffered for it. Late into our relationship on a passing joke, I discovered that giving a brief tickle to her tits was a turn-on. Of course being the naive dipstick that I was back then it didn't fully occur to me, but from then until the end of our relationship late into senior year, that became part of our morning routine after dropping her off at her homeroom (we were discreet as frick) before heading to mine. Despite neither of us being in-tune with our sex drives at the time (and us having barely spoken since high school), I'm pretty sure I opened up the world to her via my kinks and actions like the above.

>>2512
[spoiler]I did.

Fast Lane will be shit[/spoiler]

Might as well contribute to the thread:

So, I was playing Truth or Dare with three female friends and one guy that one of my friends liked (Let's name them: Friend one S, friend two M, friend three that liked the boy L, boy C)

So it ended with me asking S, and she complained that no one was picking dares. So she did, with a "Do your worst" face.

Of course I took the opportunity.

"One minute of tickling from everyone here"

Her face turned "Oh shit" so fast, it was hillarious. Relevant detail: She is one of the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

She laid down, but she quickly covered her armpits - by far her worst spot. Still managed to give her a good rib and belly tickling while the other people tickled her feet.

So, the thing was: We were doing this (The whole reunion in fact) to try to get L and C together. However both were pussies and shy, and didn't make any move. I, being the asshole I am, took opportunity. Me and L, she picks Truth.

"Do you like someone right now?"

She starts spilling spagetthi immediately, glares at me (cutely) and asks dare.

"Ok, the same tickling that we did to S"

She went full "noooo" and said truth again, so I said the same as before. She stayed there in inner conflict, stuttering. Finallty she sighed and accepted it.

Just I and M went for it though. L isn't as beautiful as S but she still is a very cute girl, but her reaction wasn't as explosive as S's. M stopped on the half-minute mark and I stopped at 40 because I didn't want to look like a freak.

M didn't have the balls to pick "dare" when I was facing her. Shame.

I think that's the most relevant experience I ever had… well that and some random ticklings on my exes but nothing very big.

>>2529
I'm not retyping it, I'm sure someone saved a copy from feetschan and would be willing to repost it.

Eh I have one so here goes.

I've had a long time partner, now wife. However it takes a while to reveal a weird kink or fetish to someone you actually give a shit about, at least I've found.

Anyway over the years me and her have been together I've had one online fetish buddy who shares the whole tickling thing. We'd RP, talk about scenarios, just discuss ideal situations and that sort of stuff, each being the others outlet I guess since real life tickling was kind of out of the question. (Distance being a big issue)

Anyway I spilled all this to my wife, not wanting to have any secrets, or anything that would resemble a side girl. She was totally cool with it, said she didn't mind since it wasn't romantic or anything, and she herself was into the BDSM community even before we got together.

Skip ahead to here if you want.

Anyway eventually, after knowing this online partner for years we finally arranged a meeting IRL. They came to my place, visited for a while, and the entire time was basically me getting tickled into a crying shivering screaming mess for 3-4 days straight, by 2 particularly attractive females.

Hope to do it again sometime.