Ever wonder if the people you talk about, from early experiences, are on this very site? I often wonder how many of us , since the conception of the TMF have read various accounts and realized, "Holy Crap, they're talking about ME!"
I hope this thread brings out those who might have recognized the same experience but were too scared to speak up or PM that person. Possibly, they feared being 'outed'. Of course, we know, rationally, that couldn't happen. If they heard or read about it here, then obviously they are here too.
I will kick it off by relating an incident that I have never forgotten. I often wonder about the guy involved, especially if he is on this site, read my stories, possibly even conversed online with me, never realizing that we share a cool TK memory. Here goes...
Years ago, I lived with my girlfriend in Center City Philly. She was beautiful with long, light brown hair and blue eyes. She also shared my tickling games and learned to love them.
I have a long time female friend who wanted to introduce us to her new boyfriend, so she made dinner for all of us and we planned to meet after I got out of work. My girlfriend was wearing stockings (I remember that much) and, I swear, we were not in this apartment more than 15 minutes when this guy lifts her foot up and starts tickling her. I was amazed at the balls on this guy. First of all, we just met him. Secondly, he is tickling my girlfriend without asking. And thirdly, we were there to meet my friend's new boyfriend (who was tickling the crap out of my girlfriend at that moment).
Thinking back, I MIGHT have antagonized him because I saw him staring at her feet. I also MIGHT have told him that she was very ticklish. I loved doing that, but I never imagined he would take the bait so quickly. That experience was nothing compared to the next one we had with him.
My female friend went on vacation with some girlfriends and he stayed at her apartment for that week. We planned to get together there for dinner. This time I was ready. I wanted to see if he would tickle her again so my girl and I set the bait. This time, she dressed in a tight black tank top and blue skirt. She wore girly, white-laced socks. She was totally adorable. I think her hair was in pigtails. I love f*cking with people I think are into tickling and bringing it out of them by baiting them with a girlfreind of mine.
I was sitting in the living room and she went to help him get ready in the kitchen. Again, she was in the kitchen about 2 minutes before I heard a shriek. She came out and said that he tickled under her arm when she reached up for something. That was all I needed. I was convinced he was one of us so I schemed a plan.
Later that night, she and I were on the floor and he was on the couch. I signaled for her to do something and she tickled his foot. The rest was a blur. He pounced on her. Again, I was amazed at his daring, in front of me. He had a very intense, deliberate style; not playful but determined. In a matter of seconds he straddled her and was holding her left arm over her head, flat against the carpet tickling her underarm furiously. I grabbed her right arm and we started tickling her, together, under her arms and her ribs. My girl was hysterical with laughter, eyes squeezed shut and her mouth in a perpetual smile as the laughter giggled out of her in reaction to our stroking fingers all over her bare skin.
At some point, he went down to her feet while I held her upper body still and savagely tickled her soles. I remember her ankles were bruised from his grip. That's how intense this guy was.
What really convinced me that he was totally into tickling was one instance. We had her arms pinned over her head while she was flat on her back. At one point, he picked up a shoe and let the laces dangle on the smooth skin of her armpit. I remember actually moaning when I saw that, so erotic it was to me. He actually delighted in seeing what objects he could find in the room that would tickle her.
This kept up much of the night. When my girlfriend and I got home, I know we had incredible sex. We had several other experiences with this guy which I can relate or simply open the thread to others.
His first name was only three letters. I won't say his name here "outloud". Dude, if you are reading this, please contact me. Your many little attacks on my girl created some of the best memories (and the best sex because of it). For years after, while she and I fooled around, she could always get me going by simply relating her memories of those times.
Anyway, my female friend eventually broke up with him and we never saw him again. Also, we moved to California so that was that.
I hope this thread helps bring people together.
Max
I hope this thread brings out those who might have recognized the same experience but were too scared to speak up or PM that person. Possibly, they feared being 'outed'. Of course, we know, rationally, that couldn't happen. If they heard or read about it here, then obviously they are here too.
I will kick it off by relating an incident that I have never forgotten. I often wonder about the guy involved, especially if he is on this site, read my stories, possibly even conversed online with me, never realizing that we share a cool TK memory. Here goes...
Years ago, I lived with my girlfriend in Center City Philly. She was beautiful with long, light brown hair and blue eyes. She also shared my tickling games and learned to love them.
I have a long time female friend who wanted to introduce us to her new boyfriend, so she made dinner for all of us and we planned to meet after I got out of work. My girlfriend was wearing stockings (I remember that much) and, I swear, we were not in this apartment more than 15 minutes when this guy lifts her foot up and starts tickling her. I was amazed at the balls on this guy. First of all, we just met him. Secondly, he is tickling my girlfriend without asking. And thirdly, we were there to meet my friend's new boyfriend (who was tickling the crap out of my girlfriend at that moment).
Thinking back, I MIGHT have antagonized him because I saw him staring at her feet. I also MIGHT have told him that she was very ticklish. I loved doing that, but I never imagined he would take the bait so quickly. That experience was nothing compared to the next one we had with him.
My female friend went on vacation with some girlfriends and he stayed at her apartment for that week. We planned to get together there for dinner. This time I was ready. I wanted to see if he would tickle her again so my girl and I set the bait. This time, she dressed in a tight black tank top and blue skirt. She wore girly, white-laced socks. She was totally adorable. I think her hair was in pigtails. I love f*cking with people I think are into tickling and bringing it out of them by baiting them with a girlfreind of mine.
I was sitting in the living room and she went to help him get ready in the kitchen. Again, she was in the kitchen about 2 minutes before I heard a shriek. She came out and said that he tickled under her arm when she reached up for something. That was all I needed. I was convinced he was one of us so I schemed a plan.
Later that night, she and I were on the floor and he was on the couch. I signaled for her to do something and she tickled his foot. The rest was a blur. He pounced on her. Again, I was amazed at his daring, in front of me. He had a very intense, deliberate style; not playful but determined. In a matter of seconds he straddled her and was holding her left arm over her head, flat against the carpet tickling her underarm furiously. I grabbed her right arm and we started tickling her, together, under her arms and her ribs. My girl was hysterical with laughter, eyes squeezed shut and her mouth in a perpetual smile as the laughter giggled out of her in reaction to our stroking fingers all over her bare skin.
At some point, he went down to her feet while I held her upper body still and savagely tickled her soles. I remember her ankles were bruised from his grip. That's how intense this guy was.
What really convinced me that he was totally into tickling was one instance. We had her arms pinned over her head while she was flat on her back. At one point, he picked up a shoe and let the laces dangle on the smooth skin of her armpit. I remember actually moaning when I saw that, so erotic it was to me. He actually delighted in seeing what objects he could find in the room that would tickle her.
This kept up much of the night. When my girlfriend and I got home, I know we had incredible sex. We had several other experiences with this guy which I can relate or simply open the thread to others.
His first name was only three letters. I won't say his name here "outloud". Dude, if you are reading this, please contact me. Your many little attacks on my girl created some of the best memories (and the best sex because of it). For years after, while she and I fooled around, she could always get me going by simply relating her memories of those times.
Anyway, my female friend eventually broke up with him and we never saw him again. Also, we moved to California so that was that.
I hope this thread helps bring people together.
Max