Close calls or surprise tickles

[ShyInVegas]

Have any of you ever had an experience where someone surprised tickled you when you TOTALLY were not expecting it?

With the exception of when I was a little kid, I have never been fortunate to really experience being tickled, but I've always wanted to. Its kind of been a deep dark secret of mine for many years but I've never even hinted or let on to the fact that I'm ticklish to anyone.

In the chat room the other day, I was talking to someone and it triggered a memory of something that happened to me once, several years ago that was pretty exciting and really took me by surprise.

I was with a group of friend (all of us in our early to mid 20's) out at a public park. We were all goofing around and some of us went over to the playground equipment to play around. I was laying on my back inside one of those large plastic tubes- you know, the ones that look like gigantic hampster runs? I was laying on my back with my feet sticking out, just relaxing and watching everyone else play and joke around. One of the guys in our group was really cute, and I always kind of had a crush on him, but we didn't talk a whole lot. Well, suddenly he came over by me and grabbed my foot. He looked me in the eye and grinned evilly as he slowly and deliberately pulled one end of the shoelace, untying the shoe. I lifted my head up and stared at him with huge eyes as he slowly pulled it off. I couldn't believe this was happening! I was so shocked I didn't even move or try to pull away. Bummer too! Because I think he must have assumed by my lack of reaction (believe me- I was reacting on the inside!) that I must not be ticklish, because he just kind of laughed and released my foot, then wandered off to go talk to someone else.

Its a shame nothing happened, but that was a moment I wont forget about again! 😱

 

[chrisheaven]

😛 My g/f is always surprise tickling me- she comes up behind me if I am on the phine and tickles the **** out of me--- nomatter who I am talking to- can be embarassing sometimes😉

 

[Mitchell]

Surprise tickles have happened to me a lot of times, shy, although not recently, because I dont have a girlfriend now.
I had these two friends in college, Lora and Stacey, and while I have posted on here about my tickling them, (I got Lora's feet during a massage once, and Stacey in the ribs a couple of times) there were also a couple of times that they got me back good!
There was this guy Ken who we both went to college with. Ken and Lora were family friends, and had known each other since birth. (He was no small guy either, like 6 foot 5, but he was also VERY ticklish) One day, Lora, being mischevious, came up behind both Ken and myself and began tickling us both in the sides, back, and our ribs. It was embarrassing, we both collapsed on the floor, and were laughing so hard that the entire dorm heard us. Luckily, Ken got Lora back not long after, when he pinned her up against her dorm room wall, and tickled the daylights out of her ribs, causing her to fall to the floor in hysterics. That taught her a lesson about who to give surprise tickles to!
Then, a few years later, I knew this girl Stacey. She was the girlfriend of a friend, and then ex friend of mine. We had sparks, but it was a tough situation, so it never materialized into anything. However, one night, Stacey came up to my room to get something she needed to borrow for class. As I turned around to get it out of my desk, she came up behind me and began tickling the daylights out of my sides! Needless to say, I went nuts! Luckily, not long after, I got her back too when I tickled her sides.
So, to summize, yes, surprise tickles have happened to me a lot in life, both as ler and lee. They can be great, depending on the situation, and who's doing the tickling.

Mitch

 

[featherfingers]

I was in the US Navy quite a while ago. I was stationed on an aircraft carrier. Nothing but guys on that thing. One night, my foot just happened to be dangling out of my sleeping compartment. One of the guys saw it and tickled my sole... then he grabbed my big toe and squeezed it with such force I thought it would pop like a zit! I had to be careful after that.

 

[chrisheaven]

Mel tickles the **** out of often- ususlly she can surprise me😛

 

[rajee]

😀 Those are cool stories. 😀

 

[steph]

For some weird reason, I get this at work a lot, quick ones~I totally jump like a crazy person (somehow, I enjoy it more when I'm EXPECTING it!) One was this, like MAJOR surgeon~he's a total player. I was talking to my friend Rick, in the hallway, and this doctor cruises by, runs a finger all the way down my back (always good for a shiver!) I just kind of froze. Rick goes, "What's wrong?" I say,"I, um, ah, um, forgot, what were we talking about??"😛
XOXO

 

[Em Es]

Georgette the Tickle Queen

In 1992 I dated a woman named Georgette, and to this day I think of her as Georgette the Tickle Queen. She subjected me to the most “surprise tickles” any one person’s dished out at my expense.

The five months I was with Georgette helped me appreciate how all the girls I'd tickled must have seen me. Georgette tickled me the most frequently anyone has in my adult life without me being in a position to retaliate.

Georgette and I met through her friend Maria, an acquaintance I knew from a dance club. Maria asked me if she could give my phone number to "a friend" who was looking for a boyfriend. That friend turned out to be Georgette.

When Georgette called me, during the phone conversation she mentioned tickling (talking about giving kids a "tickle-tickle" so they behave) a couple of times. That made me curious.

Yet nothing happened our first date, when I took Georgette to lunch. I did not try to tickle her, not even when she kissed me as I dropped her off. I would soon learn her mention of tickling was not random.

Tickling aside, I wanted to see Georgette again, as her appearance pleased me. She was around 26 or 27 at the time, still in the prime of her youth. Standing about 5'5," Georgette had auburn, wavy shoulder-length hair, a fair complexion and pouty lips. Her slender figure was accented by perfect B-cup breasts and a perky behind.
Despite such wonderful looks, Georgette never dressed in a flattering way. Still, she was the most attractive woman I ever called my girlfriend.

On our second date, Georgette fired the first shot in what would be a one-sided tickle war. It would be a war where I lost almost every battle.

We had gone to a dance club. As we were leaving, Georgette got me from behind, tickling my ribs as I reached to take our coats from the coat check girl. It was an intense ten-finger dig, making me bend forward and draw my arms to my sides while still trying to hold the coats. Driving her home that night, I admitted she got me good. Georgette said she had plenty of tickling practice growing up, tickling her younger brother.

Surprising me by getting me from behind would turn out to be Georgette's favorite tickling method as we dated every week or so. For instance, at the grocery store Georgette did the same thing to me when I was reaching for a gallon of milk.

When Georgette was feeling frisky, she attacked me from the front, tickling my stomach until I could wrestle her down. But the surprise tickle from the rear was her favorite method.

My attempts to tickle Georgette on her ribs and stomach got no reaction. One time she had her arms up, trying to fasten a behind-the-neck button. I danced my fingers on her underarms. No dice. It did not tickle.

This is hard to explain, but Georgette savored control. I guess that's one reason she liked tickling, which can be a power play. A graduate student, Georgette always put me second to her studies. That was why we dated only once in a while.

Georgette was good at deflecting questions and situations that made her uncomfortable, so any tickle talk or tickle play were always on her terms. I never got to pin down Georgette on her tickling passion, much less flat out ask her, "Look, where are you ticklish?" Georgette was the opposite of several past girlfriends I had dated and tickled like mad. I had been the dominant one in those relationships. Now, Georgette, as if she was getting even with me for the sake of my ex-girlfriends, turned the tickling table on me 180 degrees.

But, as even my old girlfriends at least tickled me once in a while, I got in a couple tickles at Georgette's expense. One time I had Georgette flat on her stomach on my bed. I straddled her, held her arms behind her back with one hand and reached back to tickle her stocking feet with my other hand. Georgette said it tickled, saying she almost cried from it and that she'd "never been tied and tickled." But her reaction didn't seem ticklish. Georgette didn't laugh, scream, struggle or beg, nor did she move her feet. What reason would she have to lie that it tickled? All I can figure was her stoic reaction was just part of her controlling personality.

However, another time we were wrestling on my sofa. Georgette was seated, with her feet up. I stood, lifted her by the ankles and tickled her on the thighs. That panicked, ticklish look rushed across her face and this time she begged me to stop! "I'm not used to that," she said. THAT time, I got her.

Thinking back to that thigh tickling, Georgette's words, "I'm not used to that," were the words of a dominant type who for once did not get her way. She had the look of an athlete whose team had just lost to the underdog.

With all the times Georgette tickled me, I should have suggested she tie me down to do it. I say that because Georgette refused sexual contact - a guilty Catholic type. Now, twelve years later, I wonder if having me at her mercy would have led to more intimacy.

Every time I think about Georgette the Tickle Queen, I feel jazzed up. I just wish I had suggested she tie me down to tickle me. Tickling was her hot button. Maybe that would have turned her on enough to be more intimate with me. If you ever wished you could go back in time, knowing how you should have pursued something you wanted, you know how I feel. The chance is never coming back.

Being surprise-tickled by someone you can't tickle is FRUSTRATION. Having your tickler a cute girl who's a five-month tease is PROLONGED FRUSTRATION. Why did I put up with that for so long? For the same reason men do other stupid things regarding women: the female form causes a chemical reaction in the male brain that clouds the man's better judgment.

Recently I located Georgette, who now lives in Wisconsin (I live in New Jersey). I sent her an e-mail but she never responded. Some things never change. 😡