First time experiences...you betcha!

[hotchytick2]

Every one ask when or what their first time experence was. I never post. Here is it is if you are interested...

It was the babysitter that did it in for me.

It was around Christmas time and my parents were going off to paries and I was left alone with a babysitter. There was this one sitter named Tina who came over wearing black stockings and shoes not unlike the ones up above in miss nylons picture. I was sitting on the floor playing with something and she was sitting on the couch across from me reading a magazine. Her legs were crossed. I remember it vividly because she kicked off her shoes and when I looked up, I suddenly had this very warm feeling when I saw her foot in front of me. A strong emotional desire burned inside of me to want to touch and tickle that foot. It was strange because I also felt flush and very nervous. For the next ten minutes I found myself scooching as close as I could to that foot until finally it was practically right under my nose. I hesitated and waited for a long time before I made a decision to reach out and tickle the underside of Tina's silky stockinged foot. The touch of my fingers on her foot shot a sensation of electricity through my body and my head was light as a feather. My throat closed up so that when Tina began to giggle, realizing what I was doing, and asked in a playful way If I thought her foot was a toy, I couldn't respond. I continued to tickle her nylon clad toes and glide my fingers across her curvey arch, and make circles around her heel. Tina all the while tried to hold back her laughter, not wanting to disturb my fun, and feabily attempted to read her magazine. She only laughed out loud once while pulling her foot away from me to recross her legs and I moved to the other side so that I could continue to tickle her. I do remember asking at some point if it tickled and she responded by saying "Yes, but I'm tough, I can take it!" From then on it became a game as to how long I could tickle her before she would pull her feet away. At one point she pulled her feet all the way up onto the couch with me jump up to sit beside. I then pulled her feet onto my lap and tickled each foot for a few seconds as she alternated pulling one away then the other as it became too much for her. Our little game went on for at least 20 minutes before she finally ended it by asking me to stop because she was too ticklish and was getting tired. I reluctantly agreed, but every few mintues or so for the rest of the night I would give her a quick little tickle...until It was forced to go to bed. I remember I did not sleep well at all, thinking about this new exciting and expericnence This pretty much did me in from that point on.

 

[gilmourwaters]

i remember myself in that same situation as a small boy.Sometimes it ended without incident..other times my babysitter tickled the hell out of me to let me know if i was gonna dish it out i better be able to take it! But it always that hosed foot that drew me in even at that young age

 

[Relent<]

I haven't had one yet. Y_Y

 

[Kraven1]

It happened when i was 13. 12 years old girl wrapped me into the carpet (I thought it was some kind of game). But she pulled off my socks and started tickling my feet. I'm very ticklish. I like to tickle girls, not to be tickled by them. In ten minutes i stopped laughing and started crying, and she seemed to be having a lot of fun. :redface:
Fortunately her parents came home and she had no choice but to release me.

 

[Camel26]

The first person to ever tickle me for more than a few seconds was my best friend as a kid--her name was Lisa and she and I would play this game where I was the bad guy and she was the good guy...and I'd run and try to get away from her, but she'd catch me and pin me to the couch and tickle me mercilessly...and I had many babysitters who did the same!!! 😀

 

[GEORGIATKLER]

Thanks For The Memories................................

The First I Can Remember Are When I Was 9 Or 10. I Would Be Playing Spy With The Neighborhood Girls. We Have Ways To Make You Talk.... Looking Back I'm Sure They Caught On To My Favorite Interrogation Method Pretty Quickly.

 

[-Kunoke-]

Hmmmmm...first time experiences...

The farthest back I can remember is when I used to have this babysitter named Jill or something, and she always used to get cuddled up in a blanket and watch a movie or something with me and my sister. We were very young around that time...I don't think I could have been more than 6 years old. Anyway, my attraction to feet had started a long while back and being as I usually was, I'd crawl under the covers and play around with her feet. She seemed to like it actually, and let me do it every time. I wouldn't tickle her much, but I'd just feel them in my hands and sort of catch the oder. Good times. 🙂 I did tickle her though, and she let me do that too. I was disappointed when she didn't babysit us anymore. :sad:

 

[gilmourwaters]

Here's to our old babysitters!!!!

 

[tickle_fan031]

As a little kid I was always as easy target for tickling.I remember when I started to realise that I was into tickling more than most people I'd look for ways for people to tickle me.hehe.I used to sit on my uncle's knee and it wouldn't be long until he started tickling me and within minutes I'd be on the floor in a giggly mess,but I'd always go back on his knee for more!hehe.

As i grew up a bit, in my early teens I used to visit my little cousins a lot and they were going through the 'tickle me' stage.So one day when she asked me I grabbed her arms above her head and tickled her tummy and armpits before she could say another word.hehe.She was extremely ticklish,squirming all over the place and went into an instant fit of giggles.I only kept it up for a few minutes though because she began to go bright red and due to her age didn't want to cause an injury.This was probably one of the first times I was a ler and I thought it was great.hehe

 

[Iluv2Btickled]

haha...I didnt know there was "tickle me" stage that everyone goes through..😛

 

[Camel26]

I'm still in that stage...and I don't think I'm moving on anytime soon...😉 😀

 

[chickles_:)]

I'm still in that stage...and I don't think I'm moving on anytime soon...😉 😀

Heehee! :happy:
Good answer Camel!! 😀

I've shared this elsewhere so i won't go into my usual detail. I'll just say that while i can't honestly recall my "first" tickle experience - i guess i have always been tickled! :weird: I do remember my first "out of family" experience with serious tickling.

We were playing capture-the-flag, a game where two teams hide "flags" somewhere on their territory and then try to capture the other team's flag without being tagged. Being tagged sends the 'taggee' straight to the 'tagger's' "POW camp" so to speak.

Anyway, i was caught pretty early in the game. As it happened, the opposing team captain was a serious 'ler! Needless to say, he figured this was a perfect time to take full advantage of the situation to indulge his 'predilections'. So, commanding the rest of his team to hold me spread-eagled on the ground, they tickled me until, red-faced, breathless and on the verge of peeing my shorts from laughing so hard, i finally revealed the secret location of our flag! - true story!

With my deadly weakness now the public knowledge of all the kids in the neighbourhood, for a while at least boy and girl alike figured i was fair game for tickles. 😱 😎

Many blessings,

 

[Neutron]

The Day After I Turned 18

With my friends mother. WOO HOO!!

 

[ticklishwoman1]

I remember the first time I was tickled, I think I was around six years old. I was with my babysitter and we were just messing around and I asked her to tickle me and she did until I told her to stop. It was great though!

 

[MistressValerie1]

My first experience was in Thailand when I was 18 and full of white wine for courage 😀 I wrestled and tickled a naturally subby boy about my age who offered no resistance at all, a sort of foreshadowing of later things to come 😉

 

[ScouseJim]

My first experience of any type of tickling was one of pure torture, for me that is!!

It was in school (I was around 10-11), and at break (recess as you American guys would call it!) unknown to me everyone had decided it my time to learn my place. Being quite shy and not one of the 'in crowd' at the time.

Anyway, I'm there in the yard minding my own business talking to my friends when it was announced we gonna play 'Girls-after-Boys' which involved everyone in the class( a game where all the girls would chase the boys and the last one to be caught got a surprise! Also works vice-versa of course with Boys chasing Girls.)
Anyhow I was good at this game being quite nippy and agile and I happened to win! The boys seemed to have been caught very easily this particular day, hmmm I wonder why 😉 , and the game wasn't half as long as normal.

So what was my surprise?! Well it was to be run at by around a dozen girls, with all my male classmates looking on, whilst they stripped me of my shoes and socks and pinned me to the floor. It's fair to say I was properly tortured by girls who were just starting to like to let their nails grow. (Again just my luck!) Up and down my soles they went, inbetween the toes. pinching each rib)
This lasted till the bell, and then the hunt for my shoes and socks begun.. All's I remember then is being barefoot and getting told off for messing about by Mrs King. The start of an adventure into the World of Tickling. Unfortunately I'm still shy but at least I've got all you guys and gals.

Jim

 

[Beaunanza]

I got an EARLY start...around age 5 or 6. I was in kindergarden (first year before 1st grade). I snuck under the table and tickled this girl's foot. What a rush. I remember later that day drawing a picture of it at home.

 

[His Divine Shadow]

I'm still in that stage...and I don't think I'm moving on anytime soon...😉 😀

Indeed. XD Ditto here.

Mine? Fairly recent actually, and all thanks to the Nessonite. And that's all I'll say. 😛

 

[SmashTV1]

My first time,

I've had an active interest in stocking feet for as long as I can remember; I don't know why, I couldn't tell you how I just knew that I felt very strange in my tummy at an early age whenever a woman walked around the house, or was shown on the television, in stocking feet. I can remember feeling this way when I saw the David Copperfiled trick with Catherine Bach, and not only did he get her shoes off, but he also (supposedly) gave her a foot tickle. My tickle fetish didn't come along until later, as I was just happy looking at stocking feet. For years, this was all I could do, until one year, we went to visit my aunt in Scotland (I'm English, by the way).

My nan was staying with us for a fortnight or so, about a month before we were due to visit my aunt. I wasn't that bothered about it to begin with, until, for some reason, my nan happened to mention that my aunt loved to have her feet tickled.

HELLO!!!!!!!

As soon as I heard that, I couldnt wait to get there! I hadn't seen my aunt in years, so I didn't know quite how I was going to achieve it, but I did know that I would have a fortnight of staying there to find out!

Now, my aunt is an attractive blonde haired woman, who, at the time, always wore a blue nurse type uniform, and white tights. She would walk around either in open toes flat sandal style slippers, or just in stocking feet!! I was in my element! Plus, my aunt has a heart of gold, and so she didn't object to myself and my sister demanding her time! It was absolutely superb, but just one thing: how to tickle her feet? I didn't want to appear odd, and I certainly didn't want to get into trouble, so I just waited, looking at her white stocking feet whenever I got the chance. I'd often get to see her soles, as she'd be kneeling down, or she'd be playing with her shoes under the table. It was fantastic, a whole new world was finally opening itself up for me!

But how to tickle her?

In the end, it was my sister (3 years younger than me) who solved my problem, by tickling my aunt's feet while she sat down. My aunt just looked at her and smiled, saying how much she enjoyed it. Well, that was all I needed to hear. I turned around, and also began to tickle her feet for her, a slow, gentle tickling, just to relax her. Back then, this was enough for me, just to be touching her wonderful, smooth, dainty white stocking feet!! It was fantastic, and for the rest of the holiday, my aunt's feet weren't left untouched!

My parents would often go out for the evening, my uncle would be working late, my cousins weren't interested in two little kids, so it was me, my sister and my aunt. I'd instigate reasons to tickle, stroke, massage and rub her feet every night, and my aunt certainly wasn't complaining!!

At one point, I tickled her feet with her legs resting on my shoulders, and on another, we even pretended to open a beauty salon, with my aunt as the customer, and as my sister played with her hair, I paid all my attention to her feet for about half an hour or so. At one point, she even said that ticking was more relaxing than massaging, after I'd given her the option of which to have. I even complained to her for wearing white tights all the time, and not black ones!!

Now that I remember it, I can recall being on the sofa with my aunt, the rest of the family in the room, watching some holiday slides. My aunt had kicked off her slippers, and as I was sitting very close to her, and the lights were out, I gingerly moved my foot over to hers, just gently touching it. I'm not sure if she noticed or not, but she did adjust her seating position slightly so that she was closer to me!!! She later went out of the room to get a drink, at which point her slippers went on, but as soon as she came back, they came off again.

Maybe she had me sussed at the age of 11, who knows? All I know is that my aunt, like many of us here, is responsible for igniting my unfulfilled foot fetish in ways that still carry on today! She's responsible for the birth, the indulgence throughout various intervals of my teenage years. I'll talk about my later experiences at other times, but for now, I hope you've all enjoyed this one.

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[chickles_:)]

My first time,

I've had an active interest in stocking feet for as long as I can remember; I don't know why, I couldn't tell you how I just knew that I felt very strange in my tummy at an early age whenever a woman walked around the house, or was shown on the television, in stocking feet. I can remember feeling this way when I saw the David Copperfiled trick with Catherine Bach, and not only did he get her shoes off, but he also (supposedly) gave her a foot tickle. My tickle fetish didn't come along until later, as I was just happy looking at stocking feet. For years, this was all I could do, until one year, we went to visit my aunt in Scotland (I'm English, by the way).

My nan was staying with us for a fortnight or so, about a month before we were due to visit my aunt. I wasn't that bothered about it to begin with, until, for some reason, my nan happened to mention that my aunt loved to have her feet tickled.

HELLO!!!!!!!

As soon as I heard that, I couldnt wait to get there! I hadn't seen my aunt in years, so I didn't know quite how I was going to achieve it, but I did know that I would have a fortnight of staying there to find out!

Now, my aunt is an attractive blonde haired woman, who, at the time, always wore a blue nurse type uniform, and white tights. She would walk around either in open toes flat sandal style slippers, or just in stocking feet!! I was in my element! Plus, my aunt has a heart of gold, and so she didn't object to myself and my sister demanding her time! It was absolutely superb, but just one thing: how to tickle her feet? I didn't want to appear odd, and I certainly didn't want to get into trouble, so I just waited, looking at her white stocking feet whenever I got the chance. I'd often get to see her soles, as she'd be kneeling down, or she'd be playing with her shoes under the table. It was fantastic, a whole new world was finally opening itself up for me!

But how to tickle her?

In the end, it was my sister (3 years younger than me) who solved my problem, by tickling my aunt's feet while she sat down. My aunt just looked at her and smiled, saying how much she enjoyed it. Well, that was all I needed to hear. I turned around, and also began to tickle her feet for her, a slow, gentle tickling, just to relax her. Back then, this was enough for me, just to be touching her wonderful, smooth, dainty white stocking feet!! It was fantastic, and for the rest of the holiday, my aunt's feet weren't left untouched!

My parents would often go out for the evening, my uncle would be working late, my cousins weren't interested in two little kids, so it was me, my sister and my aunt. I'd instigate reasons to tickle, stroke, massage and rub her feet every night, and my aunt certainly wasn't complaining!!

At one point, I tickled her feet with her legs resting on my shoulders, and on another, we even pretended to open a beauty salon, with my aunt as the customer, and as my sister played with her hair, I paid all my attention to her feet for about half an hour or so. At one point, she even said that ticking was more relaxing than massaging, after I'd given her the option of which to have. I even complained to her for wearing white tights all the time, and not black ones!!

Now that I remember it, I can recall being on the sofa with my aunt, the rest of the family in the room, watching some holiday slides. My aunt had kicked off her slippers, and as I was sitting very close to her, and the lights were out, I gingerly moved my foot over to hers, just gently touching it. I'm not sure if she noticed or not, but she did adjust her seating position slightly so that she was closer to me!!! She later went out of the room to get a drink, at which point her slippers went on, but as soon as she came back, they came off again.

Maybe she had me sussed at the age of 11, who knows? All I know is that my aunt, like many of us here, is responsible for igniting my unfulfilled foot fetish in ways that still carry on today! She's responsible for the birth, the indulgence throughout various intervals of my teenage years. I'll talk about my later experiences at other times, but for now, I hope you've all enjoyed this one.

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

Hiya smash! :happy:
thanks for sharing such a fun story! Luck to your aunt!! 🙂

 

[hotchytick2]

Val.... you rock!

 

[MistressValerie1]

Thanks 😱

 

[Heartless2]

I was about eight at the time, and I had stayed round a friend's house after school on a friday night. This friend had an older sister, and being eight and not used to spending time with older girls, I thought she was the most stunning thing in the world. Anyway, she was about sixteen and loved the company and pampering she received from me and over the past few months had adopted me as her own.

Anyway, this night she decided to stay in the living room with us and I conveniently picked a space by her feet. I played with them for a while, just touching them and stroking them in total amazement. I then sniffed, licked and sucked her toes and began to tickle her soles. She sat up after about an hour and a half and told me she had been awake the whole time and I began to cry but she said I could lick her feet and suck her toes whenever I liked.

 

[chickles_:)]

Val.... you rock!

Hiya! :happy:
I totally second that emotion!! Val is the best!! 😀

Many blessings,

 

[MistressValerie1]

Thanks, luv 😱