BEING TICKLISH (a different kind of thread...)

[Amnesiac]

I thought I'd give this thread creating thing another shot, this time with a new hook.

'Lees come in all shapes, sizes and tastes. And with that diversity comes an equally varied number of opinions and feelings about what it's like to be a 'lee. Some of those opinions are as academic as any philosophical tract, while others are more abstract and subjective, and some are as simple as "it just plain feels good." And who's to say that it has to be limited to one or the other?

But whatever those feelings are, they are personal and they are powerful. So I thought it might be interesting to see those feelings translated into words of equal strength. And that's what this thread is about.

For all the 'lees out there, you are challenged to write an entry in this thread detailing your feelings and thoughts about your ticklishness. What does your ticklishness mean to you? How has it enriched or diminished your life? How does it make you feel or wish you could feel? Translate your most profound emotions about your sensitivity here in words. It can be a story or an essay; prose or poem or even cartoon; it can be an entire treatise or a single paragraph; there's really not any limits beyond those already extant on the forum.

So please, let us know, in no uncertain terms, veiled terms, or guarded language...for you, what does it mean and feel like...BEING TICKLISH?

 

[SadCuzNotTcklsh]

I'm looking forward to reading what its like...

 

[DontAskJusTckle]

This is hard for me to let go of because it's so deep and personal, but here goes...

For me, being ticklish means that when somebody tickles me, I'm overwhelmed by a sensation that's neither pleasant nor painful. My reactions are completely involuntary. I know it sounds crazy, but I actually laugh uncontrollably and I squirm like crazy. I just lose all control. I've even been known to lose bladder control.

Whew!

God it feels good to come clean and get that out in the open!

 

[Masochistic-lee]

It's a love/hate relationship for me.
As a child I didn't like saying/hearing the word and I never understood why. I was insanely ticklish and would not let anybody tickle me (I'd usually scream bloody murder if they tried) Tickling scenes in cartoons were a nightmare for me as well. I'd often become embarrassed, as if porn had just appeared on the screen and my parents were in the room.

But I found myself increasingly interested in it. It made me feel things I was too young to understand. In my teens I did a little research and low and behold, the internet has answers for everything! I discovered that I had a tickling fetish which at first made me feel like a freak. Then I found out just how many people all over the world shared it, not to mention a full range of bizzare fetishes that don't make you a weirdo, just kinky! 😀

So that strange tingly feeling I got when I was tickle attacked was actually arousal. And though I can't stand being tickled, my body absolutely loves it XD
It doesn't effect my life too much. Of course when people discover how 'ticklesome' I am, I can be on the receiving end of an attack 😛

I love playful tickling but when faced with tickle torture I have mixed feelings. I'm terrified by it because I believe I can't take very much of it. But my body reacts in a completely opposite way, it wants more and it won't let me put a stop to it until it's got what it wants...if that makes any sense XD

That's basically what tickling means to me 😛

 

[waynerman]

For me, ticklishness is helplessness. The stimulation and the laughter weaken me until I have no choice but to surrender to whatever the tickler wants to do to me. At the same time it is the most intensely erotic experience I know. The combination of helplessness and arousal makes for an incredible rush.

Ticklishness is different for different people because we discover it in our own ways. I have always been ticklish, but at the age of 16 I was tickled to orgasm, and I think that experience determined that tickling would always be sexual for me. That it was nonconsensual added another dimension to the experience, and I still have fantasies about being abducted and bound and tickled against my will.

I have experienced "sub space" several times while under vicious tickling attacks, and again it is an incredible experience to enter that space knowing that I have completely surrendered my body and no longer care what is done to it. At that I point I have been known to beg my attacker(s) to tickle me even harder, to tickle me to death.

I guess it's no wonder that tickling occupies so much of my thinking time, because it is such a complex thing.