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[Luv2Tickle69]

Don't think this'll be too different than what's been posted.....lol.....

....during my youth, my feet were tickled quite a bit by female family members (given that I was such a willing participant!!)....my mother, one of my Aunts, and an older female cousin were probably the most prominent of the lot....I'd relish every single minute they'd each spend just tickling my feet while I cackled and laughed myself hoarse....

.....as I got older, I got a little bolder, and would attempt to tickle some of the very female relations that had tickled me....in some cases, the responses were quite positive, and they'd let me at it for a little while!!

.....in my mid-teens, after I discovered LEG SHOW magazine and realized I wasn't the only one on this planet that had a serious fascination with feet/tickling, I really began trying to find who among my female friends (esp. those with cute feet) might like having their feet tickled, and I found a few of them truly enjoyed it as well! Nicer still, was that they'd want to reciprocate and tickle me back.....which I was all too happy to make possible!!!

...oops...sorry for the repeat....seems I answered this thread once already! LMAO!

 

[Vae]

I think I always had it. My brother, father and uncle tickled me all the time. At that time, I was very afraid of it. The sensation kind of frightened me; I always thought it would never end! It wasn't until my teens that I actually put "tickling" in a google search. It brought me to a bunch of very hard-core websites (and this was not a good thing for someone who was wondering if the fetish existed). The images kind of frightened me; it was torture of the worst kind and not what I've come to enjoy as my fetish.

For three years, I was disgusted with myself. I thought I was sick, demented. I thought I was broken. I tried to ignore that I had a fetish. I tried to make it go away. I tried not to think about it. But then I'd still go back and watch a clip or two and it would be so pleasurable that I couldn't avoid it.

When I was about.. 20, I'm thinking, my boyfriend (now fiance) were having one hell of a tickle fight. I'm much more ticklish than he is and he's also much bigger than me, so he could bind me with one arm very easily. My legs were against his chest, my feet in his face and he was tickling me so hysterically that I thought I was going to lose it. But I never said stop; I didn't even squirm. I was loving it.

After some time, I admitted defeat and we layed next to each other on the bed. I tucked my arms under the pillow, showing my underarms and he saw the grin on my face. He also saw how red I had become and how much heat was coming off my body. He figured me out. He knew that tickling was some sort of turn on for me. He tickled my underarms slightly for the rest of my stay at his place that day. He's been my first, and only, partner ever since. 🙂

 

[HuskyMarcher]

It wasn't until my teens that I actually put "tickling" in a google search. It brought me to a bunch of very hard-core websites (and this was not a good thing for someone who was wondering if the fetish existed). The images kind of frightened me; it was torture of the worst kind and not what I've come to enjoy as my fetish.

For three years, I was disgusted with myself. I thought I was sick, demented. I thought I was broken. I tried to ignore that I had a fetish. I tried to make it go away. I tried not to think about it. But then I'd still go back and watch a clip or two and it would be so pleasurable that I couldn't avoid it.

Yup...that's me too. Always played tickle-the-spy games as a kid but never thought about why I loved them so much....until my house got internet in the 10th grade. That's when I found out about tickling as a fetish, and began grappling with it. I love it, and it can be a turn-on, but I'll still try to suppress it or ignore it just to have it come back again. Now I'm more at grips with it, but I try to choose my moments. My fiancee isn't much into it, and I'd rather not force it on her. That's why I love this place; the opportunity to discuss tickling, watch clips and play online is very helpful and very freeing 🙂

 

[Sherm]

I was 9. "Sue" was 12. I had a crush on Sue and would carry her books all the time when she walked home from the school bus. I'm not sure why she put up with me. I guess she knew I had a crush on her and was very kind about it. Being young, sex was never a thought, yet, but I did know I had a thing for feet. I was always sneaking peeks at her feet over the summer as she laid in the sun.

One really hot day I was in my small wading pool trying to cool off and she came by in her swimsuit and asked if she could join me. Of course I said yes. We sat in the pool and talked for a good while facing each other. Her feet were very close to my fingers, but I was too scared to try anything yet. I had never tried to tickle anyone before. I had seen a Popeye cartoon when Popeye builds a bridge. Brutis chases Olive Oyl to the end of the bridge and she falls managing to hold on to the end of the I-beam with her foot. She dangles there and Brutis peels back the sole of her shoe and tickles Olive's foot until Popeye manages to come to the rescue. Having seen that I wanted to try it myself, but this was really the first time I really had a chance to do it.

Sue was starting to talk about having to go home and do some things and I knew that soon this chance would pass. I had to gather up all my courage and slowly moved closer to her foot with my fingers. Finally I was within inches. It was now or never, so I struck. I wiggled my fingers on her soft, water-soaked soles. She moved her foot away, but my fingers chased after her maintaining as much contact as I could. She giggled and kept pulling further away until I finally just grabbed her ankle with my other hand and pulled her foot close to me. She yelped, giggled and struggled as I continued to tickle her foot. Being older and bigger than me, she was impossible to hold still, but I was getting in some good tickling.

Sue managed to roll onto her stomach and crawl out of the pool, but I was not about to let her go now. I jumped out of the low pool and sat on her legs. Now on her back and me on her shins, she was helpless and I took full advantage of it. Within seconds she was screaming and laughing out of control, begging me for mercy. After about 30 seconds or so of tickling I told her to cry Uncle but she refused. So the tickling continued. After maybe 2 minutes of both feet being tickled from heel to toe she finally couldn't take any more and started screaming, "UNCLE!"

I kept tickling her for another few seconds asking her if she was sure. Now she was begging and pleading with the crying of uncle, so I finally stopped. She could bearly move or breath when I got up. What a turn on for me. I think this was the first hard-on I ever got in my young life. I was hooked on tickling feet from then on. I've tickled over a hundred feet since then, some even make pretty good stories. As time goes by, I may even try to write them down to share with everyone. As a side note, Sue was really mad at me for the tickling and hardly ever spoke to me again after that. As she left to go home, she did ask me never to tell anyone that her feet were so ticklish. I did tell her younger brother, who took advantage of that whenever she picked on him.

 

[some1somewhere]

I honestly don't know when I got hooked on tickling, but I remember tickling the girls in Kindergarden (I just wondered, why is it called that). I remember tickling the girls at an after school care my father took me to. It is just something that is just a part of being me.

 

[SmashTV]

For myself it was when I was a small child. My parents,grandparents,aunts,and cousins used to hold my ankles and tickle my bare feet plenty of times. After a while I began to enjoy it. When I tickled my first girl at age 5 she was 10 and my babysitter. I tickled her for about 10 min. until my mom got home. After that the monster was loose. I have TICKLED alot of women's feet since then. I fell in love with tickling stockinged feet when I was 13 and I tickled the beautiful. stockinged,feet of a grocery cashier. She was 25 and the one who told me that stockings made her feet more ticklish because her boyfriend tickled her feet all the time and she hated being tickled in stockings. Now since these forums I used to be afraid and ashamed of my fetish. But now I can talk about it openly when I am asked after I TICKLE a woman's feet!!!

I also love stocking feet, great story Osco, how did you get to tickle her feet?

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[RobAce]

I remember I was about 8...and we were living in Japan where this thing was much more evident on TV and in cartoon and the like. Well I went to the school on the AFB (Kadena AFB, Okinawa Japan) and once a week we would go to the japaneese school for the day. And we would always end up with all the other kids in the room...in the one where you took your shoes off...everyone. So Im there with 50 or so other kids (25/25 boy/girl) all barefoot. Kids being kids things happened and the Japaneese teachers let us just have fun and tickle till our hearts were content. There was this one girl in particular..I remember her American name to this day...Kim Satorious. She was a cute little Japanese girls and my personal tickle friend. She would try to tickle me..I wasnt very and she would let me tickle her. All during class, on the playground...where ever we went we stuck togeather..just tickling her all the time heck she even came over to play with me at my house and on the AFB...from that day on I was hooked. It was a great 2 years from 8-10, then they built a new Elementary School on the AFB and we no longer going to the Japanese school and then 6 months after that her familiy moved to Osaka on the mainland of Japan. Ill always remember Kim...and hoping that maybe shes somewhere on this forum and remembers....if she is....Kim, PM me and lets talk of old times...if not..I can always hope.

Rob

 

[hyped_up]

i remember how i got into it..i was like 4 or 5.. i was in pre-school and at playtime..me n my firend...i forgot her name would always play in the tunnel...so one day she took off her shoes and i tickled her there you kno cause you knew they were based on your own expeirences..and she went wild and had the cutest giggle ive ever heard...after that i was hooked..and thats what we did everyday at playtime..then we went to kinderagrden and i never saw her again..best memeory ever..for now