True Story Of Extreme Tickle Torture!
Hello everyone,
I'm a long time lurker of this site and have been involved in the tickling community for many years. I have a very large list of 100% true experiences involving tickling. I am a very daring person and, luckily, fortunate enough to have been able to date extensively. I'm married now to a wonderful and hyperticklish woman who just loves when I tie her up and tickle torture her helpless body all over from neck to bare feet! I'd like to share many of my dating experiences with you. Who knows, maybe it will give you some ideas! But it is definately good reading!
I used to date as much as I possibly could- and this is only going back about 9 years to the beginning and the latest was 4 yrs ago. I joined multiple blind dating services, frequented the club scene and asked out girls who I was interested in. At one point for about a 2 year period I would literally have no fewer than 12 dates a month (12) different women (You could say I was a ho). It wasn't about sex though. It was my tickling mission and sewing oats!
Anyway, One of the greatest dates I had was with a female police officer. I met her on a telepersonals group. She lived only about 20 minutes from me. We talked on the phone for about 1/2 hour on the day we planned to hang out. She didn't know a whole lot about what I looked like so she made a little mistake but I capitalized on it. She was going on and on about busts that she made and she told me about one in particular and in describing it, she mad a racial slur. I am bi-racial so I told her I don't think we an see each other because I took offennse. She apologized profusely and said that is really not how she feels but she gets carried away when she is talking about the scum that she has to arrest sometimes. So I let it go and made a mental note that I was going to use that as a reason to tickle her silly (as punishment). So we continued with our conversation. we got to a point where we were joking with each other and I said something to the effect that if she did that to me I would just have to tickle her to death. So she said "Oh my God, don't even say that- I'm so ticklish! Especially my feet- but I have this thing that I do- if someone tickles my feet I just curl my toes really tight so that it doesn't tickle as much "(another mental note). So we eventually finished our conversation and made a date for me to go over to her place to watch a movie. I went over and she had a brand new bottle of Jack Daniels that she bought for us to drink while we watched. What a beautiful thing. I hate Jack Daniels. But it would serve the purpose. My mission was to get her to drink more than me and be sure that she got tipsy so that she would be much more open for some tickling fun. The night progressed and we were having a great time- laughing and joking and watching the movie. She was barefoot and we were sitting on her bed. I swear this is real--I know it sounds like BS but it isn't. We weren't doing anything sexual but her apt wasn't that big and so she watched tv on her bed. So she was sitting indian style and she changed her position so she kneeling and sitting on her feet. This is such an inviting position- to see those wrinkled soles tucked under her butt- and she was completely unsuspecting. I told myself- "JUST DO IT- GO FOR IT- IT'S EITHER NOW, OR YOU'LL REGRET NOT DOING IT!" So in one swoop motion I just started tickling her bare feet. She was completely not ready for it and she tipped over onto her side in wild hysterics. Right when she tipped over I took hold of one of her ankles between my bent leg, HELD HER TOES BACK and tickled like crazy. She was SCREAMING with laughter. She said "AHHAHAHAHA OH GOD, PLEASE! I CAN'T CURL MY TOES, I CAN"T CURL MY TOES..... I jumped from that foot to the other foot and did the same. I was tipsy also, so I was more outgoing and so I was tickling her just wildly!! She was losing it! I worked my way up by tickling her knees, which drove her even more mad. She was screaming but she wasn't upset-She didn't tell me to stop even once! She was loving it!!! I was going to town on her so much that she kept trying to get away, so she was slowly spinning on her butt to get off the bed and I kept following and grabbing hold of something to tickle. Then she startd to tickle me and it turned into an all out tickle fight. About 10 minutes later she had managed to get her fet on the floor. I dropped off the bed onto the floor, lifted her leg and tickled her bare feet some more. She rolled off the bed and onto the floor where she was on all fours and tried to scamper away, but there was a wall right ther that she was facing so there was no place to go and that's when I cliched it. I stood up above her, took both hands and clenched her ribs as if I was massaging them. She was a screaming laughing mess "AHHHHHHHHHHHH OH MY GOOOOODHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA I CAN'T I CAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAA AAAHA--AHAAHA!!! I worked her sides for a few minutes and then went to her neck until finally we were both exhausted, sweaty messes. I can't believe that none of her neighbors knocked on the door! After we gained our composure, we kissed madly and layed down on the bed. The alcohol hit me in and I was just --out of it- room spinning! Next thing I knew, I woke up, it was about 5 hours later!!! I woke her and told her I needed to go because I had to go to work. I left. We got together one other time but unfortunately I was dating too many women at the time and she was looking for something serious, so we stopped dating.
More to come...
Hello everyone,
I'm a long time lurker of this site and have been involved in the tickling community for many years. I have a very large list of 100% true experiences involving tickling. I am a very daring person and, luckily, fortunate enough to have been able to date extensively. I'm married now to a wonderful and hyperticklish woman who just loves when I tie her up and tickle torture her helpless body all over from neck to bare feet! I'd like to share many of my dating experiences with you. Who knows, maybe it will give you some ideas! But it is definately good reading!
I used to date as much as I possibly could- and this is only going back about 9 years to the beginning and the latest was 4 yrs ago. I joined multiple blind dating services, frequented the club scene and asked out girls who I was interested in. At one point for about a 2 year period I would literally have no fewer than 12 dates a month (12) different women (You could say I was a ho). It wasn't about sex though. It was my tickling mission and sewing oats!
Anyway, One of the greatest dates I had was with a female police officer. I met her on a telepersonals group. She lived only about 20 minutes from me. We talked on the phone for about 1/2 hour on the day we planned to hang out. She didn't know a whole lot about what I looked like so she made a little mistake but I capitalized on it. She was going on and on about busts that she made and she told me about one in particular and in describing it, she mad a racial slur. I am bi-racial so I told her I don't think we an see each other because I took offennse. She apologized profusely and said that is really not how she feels but she gets carried away when she is talking about the scum that she has to arrest sometimes. So I let it go and made a mental note that I was going to use that as a reason to tickle her silly (as punishment). So we continued with our conversation. we got to a point where we were joking with each other and I said something to the effect that if she did that to me I would just have to tickle her to death. So she said "Oh my God, don't even say that- I'm so ticklish! Especially my feet- but I have this thing that I do- if someone tickles my feet I just curl my toes really tight so that it doesn't tickle as much "(another mental note). So we eventually finished our conversation and made a date for me to go over to her place to watch a movie. I went over and she had a brand new bottle of Jack Daniels that she bought for us to drink while we watched. What a beautiful thing. I hate Jack Daniels. But it would serve the purpose. My mission was to get her to drink more than me and be sure that she got tipsy so that she would be much more open for some tickling fun. The night progressed and we were having a great time- laughing and joking and watching the movie. She was barefoot and we were sitting on her bed. I swear this is real--I know it sounds like BS but it isn't. We weren't doing anything sexual but her apt wasn't that big and so she watched tv on her bed. So she was sitting indian style and she changed her position so she kneeling and sitting on her feet. This is such an inviting position- to see those wrinkled soles tucked under her butt- and she was completely unsuspecting. I told myself- "JUST DO IT- GO FOR IT- IT'S EITHER NOW, OR YOU'LL REGRET NOT DOING IT!" So in one swoop motion I just started tickling her bare feet. She was completely not ready for it and she tipped over onto her side in wild hysterics. Right when she tipped over I took hold of one of her ankles between my bent leg, HELD HER TOES BACK and tickled like crazy. She was SCREAMING with laughter. She said "AHHAHAHAHA OH GOD, PLEASE! I CAN'T CURL MY TOES, I CAN"T CURL MY TOES..... I jumped from that foot to the other foot and did the same. I was tipsy also, so I was more outgoing and so I was tickling her just wildly!! She was losing it! I worked my way up by tickling her knees, which drove her even more mad. She was screaming but she wasn't upset-She didn't tell me to stop even once! She was loving it!!! I was going to town on her so much that she kept trying to get away, so she was slowly spinning on her butt to get off the bed and I kept following and grabbing hold of something to tickle. Then she startd to tickle me and it turned into an all out tickle fight. About 10 minutes later she had managed to get her fet on the floor. I dropped off the bed onto the floor, lifted her leg and tickled her bare feet some more. She rolled off the bed and onto the floor where she was on all fours and tried to scamper away, but there was a wall right ther that she was facing so there was no place to go and that's when I cliched it. I stood up above her, took both hands and clenched her ribs as if I was massaging them. She was a screaming laughing mess "AHHHHHHHHHHHH OH MY GOOOOODHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA I CAN'T I CAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAA AAAHA--AHAAHA!!! I worked her sides for a few minutes and then went to her neck until finally we were both exhausted, sweaty messes. I can't believe that none of her neighbors knocked on the door! After we gained our composure, we kissed madly and layed down on the bed. The alcohol hit me in and I was just --out of it- room spinning! Next thing I knew, I woke up, it was about 5 hours later!!! I woke her and told her I needed to go because I had to go to work. I left. We got together one other time but unfortunately I was dating too many women at the time and she was looking for something serious, so we stopped dating.
More to come...
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