I used to be terrified of tickling pretty much as far back as I can remember. I remember reading a children's book called "The Tickle Octopus" when I was five and it totally freaking me out. I didn't start liking it until my friend started playing tickling games with me around 13. Full circle :P
It's definitely a love/hate thing for me, especially on my soles (restraints are a must with me or I will kick you right in the face). I hate you while you're tickling me, but as soon as it's over I'm wondering why you stopped...
Ultimate fantasy: I'm hanging out with a group of 3 or 4 other people/friends/whoever. Someone tickles me as a joke but then everyone notices how ticklish I am. All hell breaks loose and they tickle me mercilessly all over while someone sits on my ankles torturing my soles and arches with...