lovenylonfeet
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Like a lot of you out there I've been a member here for a while and love the posts from you all - especially from the ladies out there, as it's rare to find girls that are into being tickled as much as us guys love to tickle to the point of torture.
Growing up I had a very close friend who I'll call Jo, she was a big girl with a gorgeous bubbly personality who ALWAYS wore pantyhose - it was definitely where my nylon tickling fetish began. Her mom was a big buxom lady too with massive breasts and an ass equally as round but they were both so jolly and at ease with their size that there was something very attractive about them both. Her mom was a single mom.
I spent a lot of time at their place as a youngster as my home was, well broken, I won't go into details.
Jo and I would spend most school nights in her room while her mom usually baked goodies for the church downstairs. We'd listen to Metallica, GnR and other metal as I helped with her homework and she helped me to learn Welsh.
She'd always take off her shoes as we sat on the bed, sometimes me on the floor in front of her as we chilled out, and she always had on her school uniform with black nylons, tan ones in the summer.....her mom always had on tan nylons too with usually a long skirt but that's a whole other post haha. Sitting there rocking to the music as we did our school work was bliss as I'd watch her nylon feet wriggling around, toes spreading and squirming about.
I could sit there for hours and watch this and one day plucked up the courage to run my fingers down the sole of her pantyhosed foot!! OMG JACKPOT!!
She screamed out with laughter wwwaaaaaahahahahahaha, I kind of machine gun fire of hysteria just from that one stroke haha! I asked her what the Welsh word for "ticklish" was and her eyes just lit up! "There's no way I'm telling yout that!!" she said as her foot curled away and she continued to giggle whilst trying to compose herself.
It's now or never I thought to myself and I grabbed her ankle and just went for it, scrambling my fingers up and down her writhing nylon foot and going almost dizzy from the excitement of hearing the most beautiful laughter I'd ever heard. She cried out "aaaaahahahahaha that tickles, it tickles pleeease stop hahahahahah!!!" I couldn't!!! Jumping on top of her I pinned both her legs down with all my weight and watched her feet writhe, wriggle and kick underneath me as I intensely tickled and tickled her feet for what seemed like an eternity, probably about 20 minutes but who cared, she just bucked wildly underneath me screaming with laughter as she gasped "it tickles..hahahaha....please.........ticklish, I'm SO ticklish, not my feet pleeeease god no more!!"
The feeling of her nyloned feet wriggling to get away from my scrambling fingers was indescribable, every now and then I'd play with her toes or run just a single finger down the sole of her tortured feet which would escalate her hysterics into a silent wide eyed laugh!! She went weak eventually and just lay underneath me laughing uncontrollably as I had my way with her gorgeous black nylon feet - tickling to my hearts' content as I felt myself throbbing within my own school uniform - then......horror!! The bedroom door opened and there was her mother with a strange and quirky smile on her face!!! I just froze!!
Even over Metallica's "Sad but True" blasting out from the stereo she could hear the desperate screams of ticklish laughter from her daughter and had come up to see what was going on. "Oh I see" her mom said, "be careful boyo, Jo's even more ticklish than I am hahahah!! And that's saying something!" and then closed the door behind her leaving us alone again!! Was that an invite I wondered?? Or was she happy for me to continue tickle torturing her pantyhosed daughter's feet??!!!
Jo had recoiled by now and held her feet tight underneath her gorgeously round ass - she was gasping for breath with the biggest smile I'd ever seen from her, my cock throbbed uncontrollably in my pants making me feel dizzy with excitement. Jo noticed this and burst out laughing again as she said "Oh I see......you enjoyed tickling my feet like that even more than I enjoyed it!!! And by the way there's no Welsh word for "Ticklish" but anytime you want to understand how ticklish I really am all you have to do is ask and........tickle me some more!! I LOVE IT, so does mom too!!"
That day was the beginning for me, and although I was almost embarrassed at being caught we had tea together, just the 3 of us. I could hardly look Jo's mom in the eye but regularly stole perverted glances at her tan pantyhosed feet wriggling in her sandles under the table and spent the next few days fantasizing about tickling them both together.
Jo, her mom and I remain freinds to this day and had many many fun filled nights of tickle torture as we grew up. I'm married and live in New Zealand now but we stay in touch on Facebook. Her mom fell victim to my fetish many times too but that's a whole load of other posts, if you like this one then I'd love to share my experiences with you like minded folks.
Nylon tickle torture forever!!!
Growing up I had a very close friend who I'll call Jo, she was a big girl with a gorgeous bubbly personality who ALWAYS wore pantyhose - it was definitely where my nylon tickling fetish began. Her mom was a big buxom lady too with massive breasts and an ass equally as round but they were both so jolly and at ease with their size that there was something very attractive about them both. Her mom was a single mom.
I spent a lot of time at their place as a youngster as my home was, well broken, I won't go into details.
Jo and I would spend most school nights in her room while her mom usually baked goodies for the church downstairs. We'd listen to Metallica, GnR and other metal as I helped with her homework and she helped me to learn Welsh.
She'd always take off her shoes as we sat on the bed, sometimes me on the floor in front of her as we chilled out, and she always had on her school uniform with black nylons, tan ones in the summer.....her mom always had on tan nylons too with usually a long skirt but that's a whole other post haha. Sitting there rocking to the music as we did our school work was bliss as I'd watch her nylon feet wriggling around, toes spreading and squirming about.
I could sit there for hours and watch this and one day plucked up the courage to run my fingers down the sole of her pantyhosed foot!! OMG JACKPOT!!

It's now or never I thought to myself and I grabbed her ankle and just went for it, scrambling my fingers up and down her writhing nylon foot and going almost dizzy from the excitement of hearing the most beautiful laughter I'd ever heard. She cried out "aaaaahahahahaha that tickles, it tickles pleeease stop hahahahahah!!!" I couldn't!!! Jumping on top of her I pinned both her legs down with all my weight and watched her feet writhe, wriggle and kick underneath me as I intensely tickled and tickled her feet for what seemed like an eternity, probably about 20 minutes but who cared, she just bucked wildly underneath me screaming with laughter as she gasped "it tickles..hahahaha....please.........ticklish, I'm SO ticklish, not my feet pleeeease god no more!!"
The feeling of her nyloned feet wriggling to get away from my scrambling fingers was indescribable, every now and then I'd play with her toes or run just a single finger down the sole of her tortured feet which would escalate her hysterics into a silent wide eyed laugh!! She went weak eventually and just lay underneath me laughing uncontrollably as I had my way with her gorgeous black nylon feet - tickling to my hearts' content as I felt myself throbbing within my own school uniform - then......horror!! The bedroom door opened and there was her mother with a strange and quirky smile on her face!!! I just froze!!
Even over Metallica's "Sad but True" blasting out from the stereo she could hear the desperate screams of ticklish laughter from her daughter and had come up to see what was going on. "Oh I see" her mom said, "be careful boyo, Jo's even more ticklish than I am hahahah!! And that's saying something!" and then closed the door behind her leaving us alone again!! Was that an invite I wondered?? Or was she happy for me to continue tickle torturing her pantyhosed daughter's feet??!!!
Jo had recoiled by now and held her feet tight underneath her gorgeously round ass - she was gasping for breath with the biggest smile I'd ever seen from her, my cock throbbed uncontrollably in my pants making me feel dizzy with excitement. Jo noticed this and burst out laughing again as she said "Oh I see......you enjoyed tickling my feet like that even more than I enjoyed it!!! And by the way there's no Welsh word for "Ticklish" but anytime you want to understand how ticklish I really am all you have to do is ask and........tickle me some more!! I LOVE IT, so does mom too!!"
That day was the beginning for me, and although I was almost embarrassed at being caught we had tea together, just the 3 of us. I could hardly look Jo's mom in the eye but regularly stole perverted glances at her tan pantyhosed feet wriggling in her sandles under the table and spent the next few days fantasizing about tickling them both together.
Jo, her mom and I remain freinds to this day and had many many fun filled nights of tickle torture as we grew up. I'm married and live in New Zealand now but we stay in touch on Facebook. Her mom fell victim to my fetish many times too but that's a whole load of other posts, if you like this one then I'd love to share my experiences with you like minded folks.
Nylon tickle torture forever!!!