(Note: A version of this post has been posted in the Tickling Discussion section for those interested in talking about this experience)
Unlike most people here on the TMF, tickling is not a natural fetish for me. I was brought into the community by my wife LindyHopper. I have been tickling her for years, both privately and at gatherings. I have participated in dozens of tickling scenes as a ler with Lindy and other women. But for me it is always just fun. Tickling her and others doesn't seem to click for me in the primal way that it does for most people here on the TMF.
Sometimes, Lindy playfully tickles me, but never anything serious. Last night I had my first, full-fledged lee experience, and it was great.
Last night was one of our regular tickle gatherings in the south San Francisco Bay Area, attended by nice mix of people, regulars and newbies, men and women, lers, lees and switches. Since we had a fairly large number of newbies in attendance, Lindy broke the ice by being the first to be tied down and tickled. Over the course of the evening AquaFeline, a cute newcomer whom I shall call "Nikki" and starfires also took a turn being tied down and tickled on the bed.
After starfire's scene was finished, I did something I have never done before: I volunteered myself to be tied down and tickled! I'm a natural submissive and bottom and have always been slightly curious to give it a try. However, because tickling isn't my thing, I honestly wasn't sure if I would like it or not.
When Lindy tickles me playfully, it's in interesting mix of pleasant and unpleasant sensations, in a way that is hard to describe. Pleasant, because of the close physical contact, and some portions of the tickling sensation itself. But of course, some portions of the tickling sensation make me want to pull away. I'm always able to shut down the tickling very quickly, since I'm stronger than her. I didn't know what would happen if I was unable to physically resist due to the restraints.
I started out fully clothed, face up, with my arms tied spread wide, and my feet tied together at the foot of the bed. And then the tickling began!
I was tickled by both Lindy and Nikki. Lindy certainly had a home court advantage, since she has been tickling me playfully for so many years. She knows all the best spots and techniques to really get me. One reason I wanted to be fully clothed, is some of the things that Lindy does to me require clothing. She will wiggle her finger in the top of my sock, and tickle my ankle and foot as she slowly slides the sock of my foot. And sometimes she'll reach up the leg of my jeans and tickle the fronts and backs of my knees. That's particularly devious, because if I try to struggle and bend my leg, it just locks her hand in place! And by now, she is well aware of my most sensitive spots: my neck and just inside the points of my hips. Normally, when she pokes me at the hips, it is enough to cause me to collapse and double over on the floor.
As a lee, Nikki prefers a tickling style very similar to what I prefer, with a very firm touch, poking and digging into sensitive spots. So even though she didn't know me personally very well, her instincts served her well. She wasn't always right, but she was right often enough! And furthermore, she responded very well to my feedback, both verbal and non-verbal.
And the two of them together were very devious. Sometimes they would stop the tickling for awhile, just gently caressing, stroking, and massaging me, lulling me into a false sense of security and relaxation. And then BOOM! Both of them would simultaneously launch into a coordinated attack on my sensitive spots.
Eventually, they gave me a break. I was very hot and sweaty, so I stripped down to my boxer shorts, and turned over onto my stomach for another round of ruthless tickle torture.
I think I was probably a very fun lee to tickle. This time around, they weren't always able me to tickle me into a state of constant lack of control, but they were able to keep me squirming, giggling, and breathing heavily almost constantly. I was able to able to keep enough control to speak coherently now and then, but not enough to keep from saying very silly things. And sometimes, they were able to push me over the edge into incoherent pleading and babbling.
The experience was very intense. It was the first time I can ever remember being tickled where I wasn't able to stop the tickling immediately by overpowering or getting away from the person doing the tickling. When Lindy has playfully tickled me before, I am almost always able to stop the tickling almost as soon as it starts. It only lasts a few seconds at most. But here, I was tied down. I could not get away. I could not protect my sensitive spots. The physical sensation of tickling was able to quickly get beyond anything I was able to experience before, since Lindy and Nikki could continuously, optimally, exploit my sensitive spots. And it was mentally a different experience as well, being unable to physically resist the onslaught, pulling and squirming, futilely attempting to stop them, but unable to succeed.
And the experience was very pleasurable. The physically sensations of being tickled were nice. And the experience of being tickled by two beautiful women was certainly great! But I think the mental aspect is what made it all gel. I actively relinquished control to my lers. Lindy already knew my weaknesses, and I wanted her to use them ruthlessly. Any time something seemed to be working well, I made sure to tell Lindy and Nikki what it was, so they could exploit it all the better. I wanted to lose control, and I wanted to make sure they had all the tools to accomplish it best they could. I think for me, this conceding of control was the core of the experience, and the tickling, while pleasurable in itself, was merely a means to an end.
For me, I think the more lers the better. With only one person tickling me, it is possible to physically and mentally isolate and resist the tickling. But with two people tickling me at the same time, it was a lot harder to do that. It was a lot easier to fall into a space of complete lack of control when there was so much going on at the same time. Some of the best moments in the scene last night were when both Lindy and Nikki were nailing different sensitive spots simultaneously, leaving me completely helpless. Next time, I would like to have three or four people tickling me, if I can find enough people willing to do it. 🙂
Although I still wouldn't yet consider myself a true tickling enthusiast, I can't until my next chance to be tied down, and cede control to several beautiful women, who will once again tickle me into utter submission.
Unlike most people here on the TMF, tickling is not a natural fetish for me. I was brought into the community by my wife LindyHopper. I have been tickling her for years, both privately and at gatherings. I have participated in dozens of tickling scenes as a ler with Lindy and other women. But for me it is always just fun. Tickling her and others doesn't seem to click for me in the primal way that it does for most people here on the TMF.
Sometimes, Lindy playfully tickles me, but never anything serious. Last night I had my first, full-fledged lee experience, and it was great.
Last night was one of our regular tickle gatherings in the south San Francisco Bay Area, attended by nice mix of people, regulars and newbies, men and women, lers, lees and switches. Since we had a fairly large number of newbies in attendance, Lindy broke the ice by being the first to be tied down and tickled. Over the course of the evening AquaFeline, a cute newcomer whom I shall call "Nikki" and starfires also took a turn being tied down and tickled on the bed.
After starfire's scene was finished, I did something I have never done before: I volunteered myself to be tied down and tickled! I'm a natural submissive and bottom and have always been slightly curious to give it a try. However, because tickling isn't my thing, I honestly wasn't sure if I would like it or not.
When Lindy tickles me playfully, it's in interesting mix of pleasant and unpleasant sensations, in a way that is hard to describe. Pleasant, because of the close physical contact, and some portions of the tickling sensation itself. But of course, some portions of the tickling sensation make me want to pull away. I'm always able to shut down the tickling very quickly, since I'm stronger than her. I didn't know what would happen if I was unable to physically resist due to the restraints.
I started out fully clothed, face up, with my arms tied spread wide, and my feet tied together at the foot of the bed. And then the tickling began!
I was tickled by both Lindy and Nikki. Lindy certainly had a home court advantage, since she has been tickling me playfully for so many years. She knows all the best spots and techniques to really get me. One reason I wanted to be fully clothed, is some of the things that Lindy does to me require clothing. She will wiggle her finger in the top of my sock, and tickle my ankle and foot as she slowly slides the sock of my foot. And sometimes she'll reach up the leg of my jeans and tickle the fronts and backs of my knees. That's particularly devious, because if I try to struggle and bend my leg, it just locks her hand in place! And by now, she is well aware of my most sensitive spots: my neck and just inside the points of my hips. Normally, when she pokes me at the hips, it is enough to cause me to collapse and double over on the floor.
As a lee, Nikki prefers a tickling style very similar to what I prefer, with a very firm touch, poking and digging into sensitive spots. So even though she didn't know me personally very well, her instincts served her well. She wasn't always right, but she was right often enough! And furthermore, she responded very well to my feedback, both verbal and non-verbal.
And the two of them together were very devious. Sometimes they would stop the tickling for awhile, just gently caressing, stroking, and massaging me, lulling me into a false sense of security and relaxation. And then BOOM! Both of them would simultaneously launch into a coordinated attack on my sensitive spots.
Eventually, they gave me a break. I was very hot and sweaty, so I stripped down to my boxer shorts, and turned over onto my stomach for another round of ruthless tickle torture.
I think I was probably a very fun lee to tickle. This time around, they weren't always able me to tickle me into a state of constant lack of control, but they were able to keep me squirming, giggling, and breathing heavily almost constantly. I was able to able to keep enough control to speak coherently now and then, but not enough to keep from saying very silly things. And sometimes, they were able to push me over the edge into incoherent pleading and babbling.
The experience was very intense. It was the first time I can ever remember being tickled where I wasn't able to stop the tickling immediately by overpowering or getting away from the person doing the tickling. When Lindy has playfully tickled me before, I am almost always able to stop the tickling almost as soon as it starts. It only lasts a few seconds at most. But here, I was tied down. I could not get away. I could not protect my sensitive spots. The physical sensation of tickling was able to quickly get beyond anything I was able to experience before, since Lindy and Nikki could continuously, optimally, exploit my sensitive spots. And it was mentally a different experience as well, being unable to physically resist the onslaught, pulling and squirming, futilely attempting to stop them, but unable to succeed.
And the experience was very pleasurable. The physically sensations of being tickled were nice. And the experience of being tickled by two beautiful women was certainly great! But I think the mental aspect is what made it all gel. I actively relinquished control to my lers. Lindy already knew my weaknesses, and I wanted her to use them ruthlessly. Any time something seemed to be working well, I made sure to tell Lindy and Nikki what it was, so they could exploit it all the better. I wanted to lose control, and I wanted to make sure they had all the tools to accomplish it best they could. I think for me, this conceding of control was the core of the experience, and the tickling, while pleasurable in itself, was merely a means to an end.
For me, I think the more lers the better. With only one person tickling me, it is possible to physically and mentally isolate and resist the tickling. But with two people tickling me at the same time, it was a lot harder to do that. It was a lot easier to fall into a space of complete lack of control when there was so much going on at the same time. Some of the best moments in the scene last night were when both Lindy and Nikki were nailing different sensitive spots simultaneously, leaving me completely helpless. Next time, I would like to have three or four people tickling me, if I can find enough people willing to do it. 🙂
Although I still wouldn't yet consider myself a true tickling enthusiast, I can't until my next chance to be tied down, and cede control to several beautiful women, who will once again tickle me into utter submission.
