Missed Opportunities

[06Alphaman]

I think that I knew I was into tickling when I was about 13 years old.

My first real notion of it was in school. There was a girl who was flirting with me a lot. She would even grab me, hug me and nibble at my ear. One time, while she was doing that, I pinned her to the wall and tickled her. She laughed hard...and I loved it. In fact, I had to back away because I was getting aroused and as a young man, just into puberty...I was nervous and embarrassed by that. But that's when I knew I was into tickling.

I didn't tickle much as a teenager. Again, I was too self conscious. I didn't want anyone to know. I had lots of girlfriends during that time. But I usually didn't dare try any tickling. All that changed when I got older. By the time I was 19...I tried tickling all the time. Even with people I didn't know well. So here are my two missed opportunities.

One woman I worked with at summer camp was very ticklish. Wow. We didn't know each other well. In fact, she was in some obscure position at the camp...like a lunch monitor or something. Anyway, she was cute. And I talk to everyone. She said something snarky to me one day so I had to "punish" her by tickling. OMG. Usually, people try to get away from the tickling. But no. She held me in place and loved the tickling. She held her body against mine. Lots of fun. Later, every time I would see her she would be "bad"...and wonder out loud if I was going to have to tickle her. And...she would not only hold me...but sort of grind her body against me as I tickled her. I think that was the first time that I met someone who actually shared a tickle fetish with me. Unfortunately, I didn't quite know what to do with that. I already had a girlfriend at the time. And I was too scared to actually ask this young lady about the tickling. Missed opportunity. Looking back, I wish I would have explored that. But in the early days...I was scared. Tickling was to weird...not mainstream. I wanted to keep my perversion (LOL) to myself.

I had another experience about a year later. At this time, I was going after Elaine...who was ticklish and I have told a couple of stories about. By then...my tickling thing was public. I worked with many beautiful women. My college sweetheart would let me tickle her (though she didn't know I had a fetish)...and so I began to have experiences with public tickling. If I got too aroused, I would stop. But I would be wondering if a woman was ticklish or not...and if I knew them even a little bit...I would find a reason to tickle them. So I have a memory of Elaine's friend. She didn't even really like me. But she was hella ticklish. Hella ticklish. What do I mean? I mean she would SCREAM with laughter while being tickled. It was crazy. The first time...She howled with laughter right in my face. Shouted. It was cool, because like my other friend...she didn't really try to get away. But she laughed loud and hard. I was in heaven. Except she told me that as ticklish as she was...she really didn't like being tickled. So...I didn't really tickle her too much. Like I said...she really didn't even like me that much. But I actually have a great picture with me and her. In the picture, I have my right are around her. And my left hand is up in her armpit...tickling her. True to form...she is laughing in the picture...it is a huge smile/laugh. It looks like we are great friends. The irony is that we were not really friends much at all. But she was beautiful...and ticklish. You should see the look on my face. OMG...I knew exactly what I was doing.

 

[06Alphaman]

Anyway

Looking back, I regret some missed opportunities for tickling. I've known some girls and women who are not into it...in fact...they hate tickling.

But I have known some who were clearly into it. I think I have know a couple of people from my past who were into it sexually...I just was too young to get it. Damn. LOL. Looking back, I wish I would have known.

Whatever. The cool thing was that when I got older, there were listserves and then places like this. A community of ticklers and lees. And so, I have appreciated it.

In my personal life, I am not really "out" as a tickler. But I incorporate tickling into my life. My ex-wife would let me tickle her...but only while I was having oral sex with her. She hated being tickled otherwise...but could climax when I tickled her during sex. I have a friend now...with benefits. She doesn't really get the tickling thing. But she says that it excites her that I like it...and she says it is fun to laugh like that. So if I don't call her in a while...she calls me. Tickling and sex. Not too many opportunities missed. It doesn't arouse her...but it is fun...and with fun comes other things. She knows it arouses me. And then she says..."Okay...now I need you inside me"...and I am in tickle heaven.

 

[06Alphaman]

So now...any woman that I am going to be with as a couple...has to first pass a tickling test. They don't have to have a tickling fetish. Nope.

But I want to be with someone who is ticklish. Sorry. I am into pretty smiles and laughter. No more missed opportunities. I look for the opportunities. I try not to be a fanatic about it. But I am pretty confident and nonapologetic these days. And if I find someone who is really into being tickled...that is a fantasy that I would love to experience. Not required at all. But I am going for it.

For me, there is nothing like a woman who is ticklish and enjoying it.

 

[Restraints]

I love your honesty.

I was married to a ticklish (and beautiful) woman who learned to love being tickled. We would tickle each other for hours, interspersed with more serious lovemaking. After our divorce (too many outside factors on both sides), we still tickle-dated for a couple of years.

A couple of memories: Her sides and ribs were her most ticklish place. I never tickled there very long, because that gorgeous face would get so red and she laughed SO hard. But over time, she would beg to be tickled on the sides. I teased her. Like this? I would ask, and tickle softly. She was already laughing, but she answered no. Only when I began digging my fingers into that perfect flesh would she say YES! and produce the most hysterical laughter I've ever brought out of a woman. I still listen to recordings of those encounters once in a while.

We were both switches, and she loved tickling my two worst spots. She had a way of trapping my feet against her chest (to this day I still haven't figured it out) and tickling my arches until all the laughter made me have a coughing fit. When the coughing subsided, she would suddenly exclaim: I love your feet! And the arch-torture would begin again.

She dearly loved tying my wrists to the bed, because my armpits were her favorite. Now that I'm older, they're not quite as sensitive, but she could make me howl with the lightest touches. Forgive the mature content here, but she loved to sit on me and arouse me more and more with her diabolical armpit-tickling. She was an expert at timing: When she felt the time was right, she would tickle my armpits so vigorously (and deliciously) that I seemed to lose any other senses: Hearing, sight, smell . . . because the ticklishness was so utterly overwhelming.

And we would routinely reach the moment at the same time.

I agree with Alphaman . . . nothing like a woman who is ticklish (and who knows how to tickle!!) and enjoys it.

 

[milagros317]

It took me a lot longer than you to be honest about my erotic interests. With hindsight, the sooner the better. 😀