Texas_Tickle
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What's the most embarrassing that happened to you while tickling/being tickled?
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Most embarrassing tickle moment?
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Do foot-in-mouth-about-tickling cases count? If so, here's a recent one.
At a social function for the staff and volunteers of a local sci-fi/fantasy convention, at one point I was standing in a loose conversation circle. A girl of moderate acquaintance sitting next to me reached over and started rubbing her hand up and down along my side. It didn't quite tickle, but the likely intent alone was having a bit of a side effect. Here's the brief exchange that followed (paraphrased wording is in italics).
Me: What are you doing?
Girl: Nothing (or something to that effect)
Me: (a more insistent query)
Somebody else: She is checking if you're ticklish.
Me: Oh. You can't do that, because you're underage. [I wasn't sure about her age, but based on prior conversation she was in high school.]
Girl: There is no age limit on tickling.
Me: There is for me, because I get turned on.
Girl: Ack! *pushes me away to arms-length*
Normal conversation resumes.
At a social function for the staff and volunteers of a local sci-fi/fantasy convention, at one point I was standing in a loose conversation circle. A girl of moderate acquaintance sitting next to me reached over and started rubbing her hand up and down along my side. It didn't quite tickle, but the likely intent alone was having a bit of a side effect. Here's the brief exchange that followed (paraphrased wording is in italics).
Me: What are you doing?
Girl: Nothing (or something to that effect)
Me: (a more insistent query)
Somebody else: She is checking if you're ticklish.
Me: Oh. You can't do that, because you're underage. [I wasn't sure about her age, but based on prior conversation she was in high school.]
Girl: There is no age limit on tickling.
Me: There is for me, because I get turned on.
Girl: Ack! *pushes me away to arms-length*
Normal conversation resumes.
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starfires said:
LMAO!!!!!!!!!! *slaps leg laughing so hard* lol that's great. ACK! lol I'm sorry I don't know why that's funny..that's just a great reaction, man i would have loved to see that 😛
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I once tickled a friends foot when we were playing about, and got kicked halfway across a room and into a table for my trouble. 😀
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Several years ago, I had someone sneak up on me and start tickling me. Now, this was a guy I couldn't stand who was always doing that. My reaction was to spin around and deck him...before I even had a chance to think. I broke the poor guy's nose in the process. 🙂wowzer: Sorry, Jamie...if you're out there.)
There was also the time when I was singing in the folk group at church. I was distracted and not really getting things out. So, one of the guys behind me started to tickle me, figuring smiling would open things up so I'd be heard better. It definately worked on getting me heard. I started to laugh out loud and it went over the mic. Everyone was looking to see who was getting tickled...in the middle of Mass. I got razzed (and tickled) for weeks after that! lol
There was also the time when I was singing in the folk group at church. I was distracted and not really getting things out. So, one of the guys behind me started to tickle me, figuring smiling would open things up so I'd be heard better. It definately worked on getting me heard. I started to laugh out loud and it went over the mic. Everyone was looking to see who was getting tickled...in the middle of Mass. I got razzed (and tickled) for weeks after that! lol
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Now, you have to bear in mind...
...that this happened while I was still in my "I'm the only one in the world who could *POSSIBLY* like tickling the way I do" Phase.
Back when I was still married to the ex, this was my deep, dark, shameful secret. Not to HER, of course, but she did such a fabulous job of making me feel like a freakin' degenerate pervert about it, this was "The thing we never talk about". So I had nobody to share this with.
Now, having said that, it used to be a tradition for us to do Christmas up at her grandparent's AWESOME house in the mountains of Northern California. Simply gorgeous country, with a spectacular house. And part of that tradition was for the "young kids" (meaning my ex and I, her sister, and perhaps their uncle and his wife, who were our age, if they were attending) to go out and enjoy the hot tub, whether there was snow outside or not. This particular year, it was just the three of us, and my ex (being the stick in the mud she is) had excused herself early and gone inside to shower and change. Leaving me and her lovely younger sister alone in the hot tub. And I know this in my heart of hearts, with absolutely no reservations whatsoever about it... her sister is one of us. I know this, with the benefit of hindsight, because she loves it. And she's one of those ticklish girls (you girls KNOW who you are
) who will start tickling you, to get YOU to tickle HER, to "teach her a lesson". You know the scenario. 😀 And I kinda knew that, from numerous prior tickling bouts we'd had. (heh... what can I say?)
So, knowing perfectly well that she'd take the bait, I slid my foot under one of hers, and dragged my toes across her sole, getting a giggle and that coy look she'd get just before a ticklefight would begin. Then, I did this big, exaggerated yawn and stretch, putting my leg up on the seat in the hot tub, with my foot right next to her, knowing she wouldn't even try to resist the temptation. Sure enough, she grabbed my ankle and started tickling my foot. Gotcha! It was on, then. Fortunately for me, I'm not all that ticklish, so I wasn't out of control, and I quickly launched into my own tickle assault. So there we are, in bathing suits, tickling each other and slipping and sliding all over each other, wrestling around with my "wife" only a few feet away inside the house, showering up. It didn't last nearly long enough, though... because I realized two things, two very sobering things, simultaneously;
1. My manhood was standing at full attention, and very evident, since we were standing up, and he was above the water level.
2. So were her nipples. Standing proud and erect, through the thin material of her bikini top.
These realizations, combined with the fact that this was, in fact, the sister of my wife (who is mere feet away, mind you), brought my fun level to a screeching, screaming, slamming into a brick wall halt. As much as it pained me to do it, I grabbed her by the shoulders, stopping our horseplay and saying "Okay, I think that's enough", while sitting down and praying that she hadn't noticed my all-too-obvious erection.
It broke my heart.
DAMN, did I marry the wrong sister!
Because I know she loves it. She's one of us, I'd bet a year's pay on it. And she wouldn't just start tickle play with me, either... she'd tell me about her tickling experiences elsewhere, too. About how so-and-so held her down and tickled her. Sigh. She was everything her sister wasn't. And still is, I'm sure. And I never stood a chance with her, since I was married to her sister first. Ah well... I've had it pretty good since then!
...that this happened while I was still in my "I'm the only one in the world who could *POSSIBLY* like tickling the way I do" Phase.
Back when I was still married to the ex, this was my deep, dark, shameful secret. Not to HER, of course, but she did such a fabulous job of making me feel like a freakin' degenerate pervert about it, this was "The thing we never talk about". So I had nobody to share this with.
Now, having said that, it used to be a tradition for us to do Christmas up at her grandparent's AWESOME house in the mountains of Northern California. Simply gorgeous country, with a spectacular house. And part of that tradition was for the "young kids" (meaning my ex and I, her sister, and perhaps their uncle and his wife, who were our age, if they were attending) to go out and enjoy the hot tub, whether there was snow outside or not. This particular year, it was just the three of us, and my ex (being the stick in the mud she is) had excused herself early and gone inside to shower and change. Leaving me and her lovely younger sister alone in the hot tub. And I know this in my heart of hearts, with absolutely no reservations whatsoever about it... her sister is one of us. I know this, with the benefit of hindsight, because she loves it. And she's one of those ticklish girls (you girls KNOW who you are
) who will start tickling you, to get YOU to tickle HER, to "teach her a lesson". You know the scenario. 😀 And I kinda knew that, from numerous prior tickling bouts we'd had. (heh... what can I say?)So, knowing perfectly well that she'd take the bait, I slid my foot under one of hers, and dragged my toes across her sole, getting a giggle and that coy look she'd get just before a ticklefight would begin. Then, I did this big, exaggerated yawn and stretch, putting my leg up on the seat in the hot tub, with my foot right next to her, knowing she wouldn't even try to resist the temptation. Sure enough, she grabbed my ankle and started tickling my foot. Gotcha! It was on, then. Fortunately for me, I'm not all that ticklish, so I wasn't out of control, and I quickly launched into my own tickle assault. So there we are, in bathing suits, tickling each other and slipping and sliding all over each other, wrestling around with my "wife" only a few feet away inside the house, showering up. It didn't last nearly long enough, though... because I realized two things, two very sobering things, simultaneously;
1. My manhood was standing at full attention, and very evident, since we were standing up, and he was above the water level.
2. So were her nipples. Standing proud and erect, through the thin material of her bikini top.
These realizations, combined with the fact that this was, in fact, the sister of my wife (who is mere feet away, mind you), brought my fun level to a screeching, screaming, slamming into a brick wall halt. As much as it pained me to do it, I grabbed her by the shoulders, stopping our horseplay and saying "Okay, I think that's enough", while sitting down and praying that she hadn't noticed my all-too-obvious erection.
It broke my heart. DAMN, did I marry the wrong sister!
Because I know she loves it. She's one of us, I'd bet a year's pay on it. And she wouldn't just start tickle play with me, either... she'd tell me about her tickling experiences elsewhere, too. About how so-and-so held her down and tickled her. Sigh. She was everything her sister wasn't. And still is, I'm sure. And I never stood a chance with her, since I was married to her sister first. Ah well... I've had it pretty good since then!
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TklDuo-Ann said:Several years ago, I had someone sneak up on me and start tickling me. Now, this was a guy I couldn't stand who was always doing that. My reaction was to spin around and deck him...before I even had a chance to think. I broke the poor guy's nose in the process. 🙂wowzer: Sorry, Jamie...if you're out there.)
I did something similar to this. Years ago, I had just started dating a young lady, and we planned on meeting at a bar, where she was going to introduce me to some of her friends. I went into the bar and saw what I thought was my girlfriend, standing at the bar with her back to me and talking with a group of people. From the back, she looked exactly like the girl I was seeing, and naturally I figured the group were her friends. Feeling rather fiesty, I sneaked up behind her and gave her a little rib tickle. Well to my mortification, she screamed, threw her drink and turned around with a crazed look in her eyes, revealing to me that she was a perfect (or not so perfect) stranger! Fortunately, she was a good sport about it, after buying her a fresh drink with endless apologies!
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Me and 2 of my friends were down at the the beach and we went to go eat at a resturant. They seated me and one of my friends on one side of the booth and they seated my other friend on the other side. Since there was an open seat in the booth I slipped off my flip flops and layed my feet up on the other side of the booth. While I was reading the menu she stuck her hand down near my feet and tickled them and I squealed and pulled my feet away. The waitress came by and asked if I was ok and my face was totally red.
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Vae said:
OUCH!!!!! That totally sucks... I hope he was okay, being a guy i know how bad that feels. But if you look like your avitar pic thing, then it was worth it becuase she's beautiful 😛 But I hope u'll be able to have babies with him after kneeing him there.
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In college, I was being gang-tickled by four girls in their dorm room. During the excitement, I got....well..."excited", if you know what I mean
Three of the girls found it pretty funny...the fourth went back with me to my room
Three of the girls found it pretty funny...the fourth went back with me to my room
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I used to work in a very large bookstore, and in order to get a manager's help, you had to use a PA system to page them (you had to repeat the page twice to be sure the person you needed heard you). Example: Susan, please dial extension two-three-four. Susan, please dial extension two-three-four.
Well, one day I pick up the phone to page a manager, and one of my co-workers picked that time to sneak up behind me and start tickling my ribs (before I even got the chance to speak). I probably should have just put the phone down and paged when he was out of sight, but like an idiot, I tried to page the manger while he tickled me. Initially he did it soft, but when he saw that he was getting me to squirm (but still trying to maintain composure), he picked up the intensity (all the while whispering "oh, I think somebody's ticklish!), and finally got me to giggle and squeak (I nearly dropped the receiver too). My giggles were well amplified for all the store to hear, and when I finally hung up the phone I was BEAT RED and wanted to kill him! Of course, HE thought it was a riot, as did many of my co-workers (although the manager wasn't too amused).
I don't much mind being tickled in public (as long as it's only for a few seconds), but being miked while it was happening was embarrassing as hell.
Maggie
Well, one day I pick up the phone to page a manager, and one of my co-workers picked that time to sneak up behind me and start tickling my ribs (before I even got the chance to speak). I probably should have just put the phone down and paged when he was out of sight, but like an idiot, I tried to page the manger while he tickled me. Initially he did it soft, but when he saw that he was getting me to squirm (but still trying to maintain composure), he picked up the intensity (all the while whispering "oh, I think somebody's ticklish!), and finally got me to giggle and squeak (I nearly dropped the receiver too). My giggles were well amplified for all the store to hear, and when I finally hung up the phone I was BEAT RED and wanted to kill him! Of course, HE thought it was a riot, as did many of my co-workers (although the manager wasn't too amused).
I don't much mind being tickled in public (as long as it's only for a few seconds), but being miked while it was happening was embarrassing as hell.
Maggie
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This is pretty easy....my most embarrassing moment occurred while I was tickling the feet of a girl that I wasn't dating at the time (we got involved a year later). I'd tickled her feet on a few occasions prior to this one day...but they were always furtive...never very long in duration or anything.
This one day however, she was laying along her front on the sofa. Her feet were crossed at the ankles with socks on. The urge to tickle them hit full tilt, and I sat down by her feet and tickled her sock-covered soles. True to form, she began giggling and squirming, but just like most of the other times, she didn't resist or fight me off.....I kept up with it and began to realize she was very OK with what I was doing! I then verbally suggested that I could probably make her laugh a lot more if I took her socks off. She giggled and agreed with what I'd said, so I slipped off her socks and began tickling her bare soles. The whole time I did it, she just reacted so favorably and positively to it.....letting me go at it full tilt.....a few minutes later, I had one of those glorious 'tickle-gasms,' and it was a DOOZY!!! I kept my cool enough to make like I needed to use the bathroom, from which, I was able to recover and relieved that there wasn't any really incriminating evidence that something had happened!!
The year that we got involved together...as you can imagine, her feet got tickled on every opportunity we had together (she was also a delightful 'ler to boot!!!!). I'd had a few other tickle-gasms in the throes of these experiences, which opened me up to the first time it'd happened with her.....she was very surprised, but deliriously happy about it too!!!
This one day however, she was laying along her front on the sofa. Her feet were crossed at the ankles with socks on. The urge to tickle them hit full tilt, and I sat down by her feet and tickled her sock-covered soles. True to form, she began giggling and squirming, but just like most of the other times, she didn't resist or fight me off.....I kept up with it and began to realize she was very OK with what I was doing! I then verbally suggested that I could probably make her laugh a lot more if I took her socks off. She giggled and agreed with what I'd said, so I slipped off her socks and began tickling her bare soles. The whole time I did it, she just reacted so favorably and positively to it.....letting me go at it full tilt.....a few minutes later, I had one of those glorious 'tickle-gasms,' and it was a DOOZY!!! I kept my cool enough to make like I needed to use the bathroom, from which, I was able to recover and relieved that there wasn't any really incriminating evidence that something had happened!!
The year that we got involved together...as you can imagine, her feet got tickled on every opportunity we had together (she was also a delightful 'ler to boot!!!!). I'd had a few other tickle-gasms in the throes of these experiences, which opened me up to the first time it'd happened with her.....she was very surprised, but deliriously happy about it too!!!
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I had an ex-girlfriend boot in my in the stomach so hard i was out of breath for awhile. I also had the same girl acidently head butt my right below my jaw causing me to bite my tounge so hard it bled.
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Well other than at NEST, I would be kind of embarrassed about being tickled in public. At NEST I am feeling more comfortable being tickled in front of other people.
