I'm curious, what do you think of being tickled or tickling someone in public? Rob has no trouble having his brutish way with me 😉 when we are in public and will tickle me until I nearly fall down. As you can imagine, in most cases, such a public display of tickling will elicit all kinds of interesting looks from passersby. I sometimes feel embarrassed at such reactions and sense from people looking on that they feel they have intruded on something private. OTOH, I also love the public attention and the fact that Rob is bold enough to tickle me in front of others. Any thoughts on your own experiences?
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How Do You Feel About Public Display of Tickling?
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milagros317
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The one time that I was tickled in public, I loved being tickled but found it embarrassing to be watched.
Here is a link to the thread in which I described the experience; the whole thread is about public tickling:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=14380
On the other hand, I love it when I see tickling in public. 😀
Here is a link to the thread in which I described the experience; the whole thread is about public tickling:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=14380
On the other hand, I love it when I see tickling in public. 😀
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I think it's okay, depending upon the situation, location, and degree that goes on. There is a big difference between giving someone a few pokes and someone being bound (physically or using ropes etc) and tickled. Also a big difference between say a store like Target, and a park or a ren-faire type deal. And just poking out of no where, and poking because someone is being a smarty arty.
I am perfectly comfortable with the few pokes and such in public, given the situation is appropriate. I wouldn't be comfy with more though.
Pawz
I am perfectly comfortable with the few pokes and such in public, given the situation is appropriate. I wouldn't be comfy with more though.
Pawz
I sometimes like to fantasize of being publically humiliated along with being tickled. Perhaps being pubically tickled with my pants pulled down. However I'm quite content to leave that disturbing scenario in the realm of fantasy. 🙂
As for real life, I remember being tickled at this party. I was 20 years old at the time. The girl who tickled me was one I would have previously voted as least likely to tickle. She always seemed kind of serious and/or depressed. Because she was so cute and had a pretty smile on the rare occasions she did smile, I would always try to cheer her up. (No, I never tried tickling her to cheer her up. Trust me, bad idea.) Even my best efforts had little effect, or so it seemed.
The party was already in full swing when I arrived. She saw me before I saw her. She must have had a few drinks in her because she threw her arms around me in an outpouring of affection, telling me "Oh Drew, you're always so nice to me!" I almost thought I was dreaming. So I hung with her at the party. She sat in a chair, and since seating was limited, I sat on the floor in front of her, leaning my back against the chair. That's when she started leaning forward, reaching down and tickling my upper torso and neck. She was giggling and talking baby talk to me. I was trying to carry on an intelligent conversation with some intellectual types, but she kept on tickling me. The people I were talking to, began showing signs of irritation and impatience. I'm sure they had to be wondering why I was just sitting there tolerating the tickling. Other people were casting wtf-type glances at us. I was feeling an odd combination of intense embarassment mixed with the thrill of a lifetime.
Would I go through that same scene again today? Yeah, I'd have to say I think I would. 🙂
As for real life, I remember being tickled at this party. I was 20 years old at the time. The girl who tickled me was one I would have previously voted as least likely to tickle. She always seemed kind of serious and/or depressed. Because she was so cute and had a pretty smile on the rare occasions she did smile, I would always try to cheer her up. (No, I never tried tickling her to cheer her up. Trust me, bad idea.) Even my best efforts had little effect, or so it seemed.
The party was already in full swing when I arrived. She saw me before I saw her. She must have had a few drinks in her because she threw her arms around me in an outpouring of affection, telling me "Oh Drew, you're always so nice to me!" I almost thought I was dreaming. So I hung with her at the party. She sat in a chair, and since seating was limited, I sat on the floor in front of her, leaning my back against the chair. That's when she started leaning forward, reaching down and tickling my upper torso and neck. She was giggling and talking baby talk to me. I was trying to carry on an intelligent conversation with some intellectual types, but she kept on tickling me. The people I were talking to, began showing signs of irritation and impatience. I'm sure they had to be wondering why I was just sitting there tolerating the tickling. Other people were casting wtf-type glances at us. I was feeling an odd combination of intense embarassment mixed with the thrill of a lifetime.
Would I go through that same scene again today? Yeah, I'd have to say I think I would. 🙂
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Mrs. Knox seems to like tickling me in public, nothing grand, some good pokes, etc. Very rarely have I done that to anyone in public, but I have gone to parties where I, with friends to help, have victimized some hapless individual. So much fun...
Being a seriously perverted, eviilll, demented and sadistic kind of person, I LOVE tickling in public!
I would'nt be embarassed about it, because tickling is something that's easy to disguise as something innocent, rather than sexual.
I'd be quite happy too, to make it a couple of minutes worth of serious tickling, rather than just the odd goose of some ribs, or a Prime-style sole strum in passing.
I'd be quite happy too, to make it a couple of minutes worth of serious tickling, rather than just the odd goose of some ribs, or a Prime-style sole strum in passing.
Yes, a few playful pokes in public is O.K. by me, but anything prolonged tends to embarass me, well, in front of strangers, anyway. For instance. It was high school, and I had just finished lunch, and was talking with a friend, when a girl I was in theater club with came up behind me, and began tickling my ribs. I did my best to keep a normal conversation going, while at the same time trying to pry her hands off of me. I didn't laugh out loud, but many people saw it. I didn't mind because I knew them, and it only lasted about 20 secomds, anyway. However, when I went away to college, I was eating dinner with a girl I'd become friendly with, and a few of my roommates. Soon after we were done, she tried tickling my ribs. I quickly grabbed her hands, pushing them away, because the dining hall was filled with dozens, and dozens of people I didn't know, and, although I did enjoy it,I was also very embarassed, so I guess, for me, it depends on what kind of public.
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It's easier to conceal your tickling fetish than most others. Your average person would regard tickling as something playful and innocent, but of course, don't overdo it. I personally wouldn't mind if a girl I knew came up to me and tickled me. Happened once, a long time ago...
in a galaxy far, far away....................
I have to admit to something raher naughty here. Causing a bit of blushing for the lee does give me a rise in this sort fo situation. Of course totally pissing her off isn't good, but I lve the look on a girl's face when she's dying of tickling and trying not to be too loud about it.
I have to admit to something raher naughty here. Causing a bit of blushing for the lee does give me a rise in this sort fo situation. Of course totally pissing her off isn't good, but I lve the look on a girl's face when she's dying of tickling and trying not to be too loud about it.
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I have no problem being tickled in public places, I don't have a shy bone in my body; plus, I've never noticed the looks from people as anything other than amused-and envious 😎 . Having said that, I do prefer it to be in a situation that makes at least some sense: a picnic, the beach, places of that nature. I'm a shrieker, and tickling me at a movie or the library is a bad idea 😉.
What's weird is that I actually prefer it to happpen around strangers, who have no idea how it affects me, than friends are into other adult activities but know exactly what tickling does to me-the smug looks can be very annoying, thugs that they are 🙄 . As for viewing public tickles, they just never last long enough 🙂.
Jim, as an evil tickler you'll appreciate this: my regular play-partner for spanking knows how I am about being tickled in front of my non-ticklephile friends; at a party, if I'm being particularly bratty towards him he'll often quietly place his huge fingers on either side of my waist and whisper to me about what will happen if I don't start behaving. Always works, damn him...
Bella
What's weird is that I actually prefer it to happpen around strangers, who have no idea how it affects me, than friends are into other adult activities but know exactly what tickling does to me-the smug looks can be very annoying, thugs that they are 🙄 . As for viewing public tickles, they just never last long enough 🙂.
Jim, as an evil tickler you'll appreciate this: my regular play-partner for spanking knows how I am about being tickled in front of my non-ticklephile friends; at a party, if I'm being particularly bratty towards him he'll often quietly place his huge fingers on either side of my waist and whisper to me about what will happen if I don't start behaving. Always works, damn him...
Bella
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Ohhhhh Bella... sigh!
Makes a lad wish for October to hurry the hell up and GET here already!!!!!!!🙄
Makes a lad wish for October to hurry the hell up and GET here already!!!!!!!🙄
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There should be more public tickling. For instance, at city hall during the town meetings, tickling would make the event far more interesting. If the mayor and city council members could be tickled while all these proposals were being discussed, the city folks would be much more likely to attend the meeting.
Think of how much more interesting your local TV news shows would be if the news-droids were tickled while reading those fascinating stories that have such an immediately impending impact on your life.
And why not have tickling at the telephone company ? Directory assistance with a smile and a giggle. Call Tele-Tickling Today ! [sm]
Think of how much more interesting your local TV news shows would be if the news-droids were tickled while reading those fascinating stories that have such an immediately impending impact on your life.
And why not have tickling at the telephone company ? Directory assistance with a smile and a giggle. Call Tele-Tickling Today ! [sm]
I was standing in line to see a movie and the women in front of me was being tickled by her boyfriend. She was wearing a belly shirt and he just couldn't resist I guess. She turned around and started to tickle him back. I found it amusing to watch. So public tickling is great.
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I would say it depends on the situation,atmosphere
but hey I have a true story for example to pass on..
Today hubby and I went to a club close to where we
are on the road on our way to Arizona ,hubby and I
had a drink,ate some appetizers and there were a few
ladies in the club I was people watching.One of the ladies
was fairly tall about 5'4 nice figure long straight brunette
hair ,and she had about a 2 inch heel on her shoes & she had the sweetest smile and she was acting so professional
always wiping her face with her napkin when she took a drink out
of her big margarita .Well she had captured my intrique so I
continued to watch her,and she would twirl her shoes in circles until
the shoe would almost come off her feet,and wouldn;t you know her
soles were facing right towards me
😛 .Well
hubby saw all this too and some may think it is weird but
I just love to tickle bare feet period,male or female.Believe me,if
I didn;t think I would get slapped,have a lawsuit on my hands ,then
you bettcha I would have the nerve to approach her,get to know her
and see if those feet were as ticklish as they looked!😀 .But
out of respect for other peoples Space,I leave the bar with my hubby
and then imagine LOL..
As far as being tickled in public,sure I love it,and see nothing
wrong with it as long as it;s not disrupting or offending others and
enjoyable to the ticklee as well as to the tickler.
but hey I have a true story for example to pass on..
Today hubby and I went to a club close to where we
are on the road on our way to Arizona ,hubby and I
had a drink,ate some appetizers and there were a few
ladies in the club I was people watching.One of the ladies
was fairly tall about 5'4 nice figure long straight brunette
hair ,and she had about a 2 inch heel on her shoes & she had the sweetest smile and she was acting so professional
always wiping her face with her napkin when she took a drink out
of her big margarita .Well she had captured my intrique so I
continued to watch her,and she would twirl her shoes in circles until
the shoe would almost come off her feet,and wouldn;t you know her
soles were facing right towards me
😛 .Wellhubby saw all this too and some may think it is weird but
I just love to tickle bare feet period,male or female.Believe me,if
I didn;t think I would get slapped,have a lawsuit on my hands ,then
you bettcha I would have the nerve to approach her,get to know her
and see if those feet were as ticklish as they looked!😀 .But
out of respect for other peoples Space,I leave the bar with my hubby
and then imagine LOL..
As far as being tickled in public,sure I love it,and see nothing
wrong with it as long as it;s not disrupting or offending others and
enjoyable to the ticklee as well as to the tickler.
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Re: Ohhhhh Bella... sigh!
Tell me about it, Fuzzy Bear 😉. I keep waiting for the day we're all 'asked to leave' Silk City for disturbing the peace 🙄 . Do they ever enforce the rule about shoes and service? Cause I always get my pancakes...
I should add that not long ago, the friend I mentioned decided that it would be just dandy if he could 'help' me say the T-word out loud for him. (Which I've never been able to do, much to his amusement.) For quite awhile we've played the "tickle her 'til she begs to be spanked" game, but lately it's been "spank AND tickle her 'til she either says the word or has a nervous breakdown" 😱. I've been very lucky, lately we've only been together at parties and haven't had a lot of time to ourselves. But my heart pounds just thinking about our next private evening, the man has a lot of patience and very little mercy. None in fact
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Bella
AffectionateDan said:
Tell me about it, Fuzzy Bear 😉. I keep waiting for the day we're all 'asked to leave' Silk City for disturbing the peace 🙄 . Do they ever enforce the rule about shoes and service? Cause I always get my pancakes...
I should add that not long ago, the friend I mentioned decided that it would be just dandy if he could 'help' me say the T-word out loud for him. (Which I've never been able to do, much to his amusement.) For quite awhile we've played the "tickle her 'til she begs to be spanked" game, but lately it's been "spank AND tickle her 'til she either says the word or has a nervous breakdown" 😱. I've been very lucky, lately we've only been together at parties and haven't had a lot of time to ourselves. But my heart pounds just thinking about our next private evening, the man has a lot of patience and very little mercy. None in fact
. Bella
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As was said before, it depends alot on the circumstances. A few playful pokes are fun 🙂 but extensive tickling in public or even like, when i'm surrounded by family, makes me very uncomfortable. The fact that tickling is more than just innocent fun for me ((depending on the tickler)) i usually feel like it's an invasion of privacy.
When Susie tickled me in public
Public tickling catches my eye like a car accident - I can't take my eyes off it.
As for how I feel when someone tickles me in front of an audience:
I think the true story of Susie, a young woman who turned the tickling tables on me, exemplifies how I feel about being tickled in public . . .
I met Susie over 20 years ago in college. She was a bit plain but could be very charming, with alluring brown eyes and a pear-shaped, slim figure. Susie was maybe 5'2" with short blonde hair. On some level, Susie and I liked each other even though we never dated.
Susie was fun-loving, with a crazy sense of humor. And, as I learned one day, she had a passion for tickling that rivaled mine.
Here's what happened. I worked in a supermarket, stocking shelves. One night I was working the aisles when Susie and her roommate Jean were shopping. I was unpacking boxes of pickles, which came in glass jars. As luck (for Susie) would have it, these pickles went on the top shelf.
Susie's luck got even better when, just as she and Jean entered the aisle I was working, I decided to place the box of pickles on the top shelf before unpacking it. It was a heavy box with, all those glass contents. As I started lifting it, Susie and Jean caught my eye
and I said hello. Susie looked me over, watching me lift the box towards the top shelf.
Suddenly, Susie started running towards me. Not knowing she was a tickler, I didn't realize why. Just as I had my arms up but did not yet have the box of pickles on the top shelf, Susie dug ten tickling fingers into my sides! She ran her hands up and down,
ribs to under-arms, not caring whether or not I dropped the box!
I hadn't been tickled like that since I was a kid, when adults and bigger kids had the size advantage over me. While Susie was much smaller than me (I'm 5'8" and, back then, weighed 200 lbs.), holding that box of pickles packed in water & glass and not wanting to drop it was like having my arms tied over my head. My struggle to hold on to that heavy box gave Susie all the advantage! Susie was not going to stop tickling me until she had to, even if it meant a box of pickles crashing to the floor.
In a split second, I made the decision to try to endure Susie's tickling and tried to finish placing the box on the top shelf. But as I felt my arms naturally trying to draw to my sides in reaction to Susie's tickles, I then just wanted to hang on to the box! While Susie tickled away, I went to plan B, lowering the pickles to the floor, hoping she would not make me drop it.
The entire tickle lasted maybe four or five seconds, but when someone's really getting you good and by surprise, that seems like an hour. And Susie was really tickling me well - she must have honed her tickling skills on younger sisters and brothers.
(Some time later, Susie dated a friend of mine whom she constantly tickled. Realizing what a tickler Susie was, I wished I had tried to get her when she was available. However, I never knew if Susie was ticklish.)
As it was over twenty years ago when Susie tickled me in the supermarket, I don't remember what I said or did once she stopped. But I do remember the sensation of being tickled, the excitement of having a kind-of-cute girl doing it to me, and the embarrassment of being tickled in public, with Susie's friend Jean watching and laughing at me, not to mention any customers or coworkers who might have seen the action. In today's age of supermarket surveillance, that would have been quite a show for anyone watching the store TV monitors. I would have asked for a copy of the tape.
😱
Public tickling catches my eye like a car accident - I can't take my eyes off it.
As for how I feel when someone tickles me in front of an audience:
I think the true story of Susie, a young woman who turned the tickling tables on me, exemplifies how I feel about being tickled in public . . .
I met Susie over 20 years ago in college. She was a bit plain but could be very charming, with alluring brown eyes and a pear-shaped, slim figure. Susie was maybe 5'2" with short blonde hair. On some level, Susie and I liked each other even though we never dated.
Susie was fun-loving, with a crazy sense of humor. And, as I learned one day, she had a passion for tickling that rivaled mine.
Here's what happened. I worked in a supermarket, stocking shelves. One night I was working the aisles when Susie and her roommate Jean were shopping. I was unpacking boxes of pickles, which came in glass jars. As luck (for Susie) would have it, these pickles went on the top shelf.
Susie's luck got even better when, just as she and Jean entered the aisle I was working, I decided to place the box of pickles on the top shelf before unpacking it. It was a heavy box with, all those glass contents. As I started lifting it, Susie and Jean caught my eye
and I said hello. Susie looked me over, watching me lift the box towards the top shelf.
Suddenly, Susie started running towards me. Not knowing she was a tickler, I didn't realize why. Just as I had my arms up but did not yet have the box of pickles on the top shelf, Susie dug ten tickling fingers into my sides! She ran her hands up and down,
ribs to under-arms, not caring whether or not I dropped the box!
I hadn't been tickled like that since I was a kid, when adults and bigger kids had the size advantage over me. While Susie was much smaller than me (I'm 5'8" and, back then, weighed 200 lbs.), holding that box of pickles packed in water & glass and not wanting to drop it was like having my arms tied over my head. My struggle to hold on to that heavy box gave Susie all the advantage! Susie was not going to stop tickling me until she had to, even if it meant a box of pickles crashing to the floor.
In a split second, I made the decision to try to endure Susie's tickling and tried to finish placing the box on the top shelf. But as I felt my arms naturally trying to draw to my sides in reaction to Susie's tickles, I then just wanted to hang on to the box! While Susie tickled away, I went to plan B, lowering the pickles to the floor, hoping she would not make me drop it.
The entire tickle lasted maybe four or five seconds, but when someone's really getting you good and by surprise, that seems like an hour. And Susie was really tickling me well - she must have honed her tickling skills on younger sisters and brothers.
(Some time later, Susie dated a friend of mine whom she constantly tickled. Realizing what a tickler Susie was, I wished I had tried to get her when she was available. However, I never knew if Susie was ticklish.)
As it was over twenty years ago when Susie tickled me in the supermarket, I don't remember what I said or did once she stopped. But I do remember the sensation of being tickled, the excitement of having a kind-of-cute girl doing it to me, and the embarrassment of being tickled in public, with Susie's friend Jean watching and laughing at me, not to mention any customers or coworkers who might have seen the action. In today's age of supermarket surveillance, that would have been quite a show for anyone watching the store TV monitors. I would have asked for a copy of the tape.
😱
Em Es, what a nice story and moment. if I were to see something like that, I would be glued to the spot I was standing on, with the goofiest/evil grin on my face. lol may have a touch of that on my face just thinking it about it now. thanks for sharing it.
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Nice share, Em Es...
...kinda makes me wanna go grocery shopping. Anybody wanna go?
...kinda makes me wanna go grocery shopping. Anybody wanna go?
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i think it's marvelous
public displays of tickling are good for all concerned; the ler, the lee, and the folks watching. what's better than to see a guy, and girl having fun, and laughing...well, maybe being the guy, or girl!
steve
public displays of tickling are good for all concerned; the ler, the lee, and the folks watching. what's better than to see a guy, and girl having fun, and laughing...well, maybe being the guy, or girl!
steve
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Thanks for the compliment!
Does the "NY" in your name mean you live in New York? I'm a New Jersey resident. Maybe we could go supermarket-tickling some time?
My e-mail address is [email protected] if you want to talk privately. If not, 'tis cool.
Thanks for the compliment!
Does the "NY" in your name mean you live in New York? I'm a New Jersey resident. Maybe we could go supermarket-tickling some time?
My e-mail address is [email protected] if you want to talk privately. If not, 'tis cool.
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Great story, em es. Had it been me, I'd have found a way to put that down without dropping it, and I'd have had a hilarious retalliation right there in the aisle 
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Actually, in continuation...
In a purely self-serving way, when my voyeuristic aspects are...uh...um...TICKLED (my apologies, but I couldn't resist), it's hard for me to pay attention to the reaction of others, e.g. Friday night, the night of the Fourth, when the miz and I attended fireworks in a very charming small town in Northern New Jersey. About thirty feet away, I watched a woman get tickleattacked by who I'm guessing were her children, neighbor's children, whatever. Five kids ganging up on Mom. For about ten or twelve seconds, or more, the rest of the world completely disappeared, until the children finished, and I found my wife talking to me. "What are you, deaf? Listen, do you want a snow cone or not?"
I know, I know. We can't help it. Truth is, I don't even want to help it 🙄
In a purely self-serving way, when my voyeuristic aspects are...uh...um...TICKLED (my apologies, but I couldn't resist), it's hard for me to pay attention to the reaction of others, e.g. Friday night, the night of the Fourth, when the miz and I attended fireworks in a very charming small town in Northern New Jersey. About thirty feet away, I watched a woman get tickleattacked by who I'm guessing were her children, neighbor's children, whatever. Five kids ganging up on Mom. For about ten or twelve seconds, or more, the rest of the world completely disappeared, until the children finished, and I found my wife talking to me. "What are you, deaf? Listen, do you want a snow cone or not?"
I know, I know. We can't help it. Truth is, I don't even want to help it 🙄
