My Nylon Tickling Fetish, where it all began M/F

[Deleted member 6657]

No problem Smash. I haven't seen the newest one then. I don't watch much TV. Yeah I remember that show. We've had quite the dry spell since the mid 90's. Opaque came back into fashion but I really don't like them. They are to thick and ugly. I like the sheer ones. 20 Denier or less. I bought my misses some 5 denier and those had an amazing soft silky feel.

 

[SmashTV]

It's essentially the same format, mate - only less dancing! I actually have to disagree with you about opaques, as I prefer seeing a woman in them to sheer tights. Granted, you can have some that are TOO opaque and look ugly, but those that have a slight sheen to them I find very appealing. I'm not averse to sheers at all, but thinner/more translucent tights don't do much for me. Thankfully, it's getting colder now so up until at least May it's tights season/s. Woo-hoo!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Ok dude I will keep an eye out for it.. I don't mind if they are the shiny sort but its the matt thick ones I'm not keen on. I like to be able to see some skin tone beneath them.
Haha lucky you. Winters my favourite time as well. My female work colleagues have there tights on now. No more summer bare legs.

 

[red devil]

I must say that my preference is for the more sheer nylons....but not too sheer. I like the RHT too. Love to see the foot through the nylon, especially with my other fetish for wet nylons. Seeing the wet nylons cling to the foot is very sensual for me.

I love that we all have our different favourites within the same fetish..!!

 

[SmashTV]

I love that we all have our different favourites within the same fetish..!!

This. If we all liked the same thing then life would be dull - and this thread wouldn't have made 23 pages!

Now, I was going to write a story about a girl I used to know called Clare, but time got the better of me. Instead, I'll wish you all a happy Christmas, because as far as I'm concerned Christmas came early this morning. The enchanting Naga Munchetty of BBC Breakfast was in opaque black tights and was sitting shoeless behind the desk! I thought I was imagining it at first, so paused and rewound the TV to make sure that my eyes weren't deceiving me.

They weren't!

I don't know how long she'd been like it (it's not usually a BBC Breakfast thing for them to go shoeless), I don't know if it was one shoe or two but definitely made sure to have a good look! Her foot was actually quite thin and long, and remained still as she was interviewing people. I remember that Anne Diamond used to discard her shoes on TV-AM in the 80s, and Paula Yates would sometimes be shoeless on the Big Breakfast bed, but never on the BBC. It certainly got my morning off to a good start, that's for sure!

Hope to have some more posts up here soon, gents. All the best for now.

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Haha I'm glad you got an early Christmas treat Smash. I did have to google her though, I've never seen her before, but I don't watch much TV these days. I use to watch and try too now and again, Countdown. Not the same as when Carol Vorderman did it but I like Rachel Riley. Always a good show for some nylons.

 

[SmashTV]

I'm the same, CJ; I watch nowhere near as much TV as I did, but I have my favourites, one of whom is also a BBC Breakfast presenter, Louise Minchin. She's warm, scatty, smiley and has a great laugh and always used to wear black tights, usually opaque. Lately, she's always been in neutral/flesh coloured, but recently went back to opaques for one day. This was enough for me, but then I found this on YouTube. I didn't care about the innuendo, I was mesmerised by her feet! Enjoy, gents....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtMW43u_tmk

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Thanks for the link Smash. That was a nice little treat. I'm gonna have to try and watch some morning tv lol. These morning presenters seem to wear nylons a lot. I like watching "This Morning" with Holly or Ruth. They wear nylons a lot. Saw some nylon foot shots of Holly not long ago.

 

[SmashTV]

Damn, she's got big feet! Not that it's a bad thing....I have to be honest, I always assumed Holly was bare legged if not in opaques, as the women on Good Morning Britain always seem to be. I'm not overly keen on ITV's output in general, but it's nice to see Holly getting involved. I've actually got a long weekend coming up this weekend - I might have to watch some morning TV just to make sure!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[red devil]

OMG those are great pictures. Love to see women standing in their stocking feet....!!!The vid clip is very special too...Oh to be behind her just poke those tight arches..!!!

Thanks guys. Very much appreciated.

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Yeah they are kinda big.. I like to see Holly in her tights. Always makes me happy lol. Most of the time I see her she wears opague so this was a treat to see. Hope you see some nylon action dude haha.

Me to Red. I'm just glad she hasn't got big fat bunions lol.

Cheers guys.

 

[SmashTV]

I'm still very taken by the Louise Minchin clip; it's like seeing your best friend's mum with her shoes off after work, on her knees trying to find something while your eyes are glued to her feet. It would have been awesome to have been sat on the sofa behind her!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[SmashTV]

As mentioned earlier on this thread, in my sixteen years of working for the same employer, I've been able to sneak in tickles on 27 different women. Some were prolonged, others little pokes, some feet, some sides....but here are some of my favourite mature nylon tickling ones. They're only brief, and took place when I was in my mid 20s and could get away with that sort of thing; I'd have no chance now I'm in my early 40s! Hope you enjoy, gents.

Mary used to work in the canteen, and she'd often take off her shoes under the counter. She was late 50's, Mancunian, and had a big heart and a great laugh. Everyone liked Mary, and Mary liked everyone! I'd noticed that she'd lose her shoes every so often (just black suede flats), and this one day noticed that her black stocking heels were sticking out from behind her chair. Making conversation with her (and checking that the canteen was empty), I bent down and gave them a quick tickle. She laughed out loud, burst into a big smile, and said I shouldn't do it, as she had smelly feet. It didn't stop me from doing it again, of course, and so I raced my fingers all over her soles as Mary squirmed on her chair, feet wiggling to escape my tickling fingers. I let up after about twenty seconds, but it didn't stop me from doing it again on sever other occasions! At one point she saw me coming and hid her feet under the desk where I couldn't get them!

Another canteen worker was Karen, who was about 42, and would also chat to anyone and everyone. I'd often come down just to talk to her, and we'd get on really well. She looked a bit like Lucy Siegle from 'The One Show', with shoulder length dark hair and big dark eyes. She'd almost always wear opaque black tights along with her black skirt and white blouse, and so my natural ticklish curiosity inevitably rose to the forefront. This was helped enormously by the fact that she'd often swing her legs back and forth while she was sitting down, not to mention flexing her feet in her shoes. I'd banter with her that she was trying to kick me, and that she'd need to be careful. One day I decided to just go for it, and stole her shoe from her foot as her leg swung toward me. I bid her goodbye, and pretended to walk away with her shoe. She laughed, and said she'd need it back, for health and safety reasons. Sadly, she wasn't twirling her feet for once so I didn't see any sole or real instep, and sadder still from my point of view, she wasn't wearing her opaque black tights but regular semi sheers. With hindsight, I maybe should have waited until she was in her opaques! However, this didn't stop me getting a tickle in on her; as I returned her shoe, I reached down and very quickly tickled the sole of her foot. She almost fell off of her seat!

'Wahhahaha! I'm ticklish!!!' I knew that I'd have to get her again, and also knew that she'd be a good sport about it but sadly she left soon after. Hope it wasn't my fault...(*GRIN!*)

Last, we have Jan, a woman who used to work in my office. She was about 55, I think, slim figure, greying hair but another one with a kind heart and personality - although if you got on the wrong side of her then God help you! I once grabbed her shoe under the table to 'check out the heel'. As I went to give it back to her, I gave her black stocking foot a quick tickle, and she had to clamp her mouth to stop laughing - just from a quick stroke! I've got her sides as well, and I also got her stocking feet when she was wearing open toed sandals, allowing me access to her ankles and insteps. She has said that if anyone goes near her feet, she screams. Screams with laughter, maybe...! We actually went out for a drink one night, and I tried tickling her then as well - I dug into her sides, but she stood there wide eyed and expressionless, so maybe the drink made her less ticklish. That said, I reached down to get her feet and she took several steps back, so maybe not!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Great encounters as always Smash, thanks for sharing. I like the canteen ones, it reminded me when I was at senior school and watching a specific dinner lady who use to always operate the till machine. Because it was just an old room turned into a canteen, she was sat at an old school table and chair with the till on it. She was totally exposed to everyone. She always wore tan nylons and slip on canvas style shoes. She would dangle and dip her tan nylon soles in and out of her shoes the whole time I was there. It was a nice treat to sit there and have lunch and watch her nylon foot display. Seeing the wrinkly nylon soles scrunch up as she bent her arches was a delight.

Thanks guys

 

[SmashTV]

I'd have had my lunch there daily if I'd known she was on duty! Thanks for sharing CJ. It's like I think I've mentioned in the past, back in the late 80s when I'd nip into town I'd know which women would be shoeless behind the shop counter. If I'd see them working then I'd get close to the counter and sneak a peek. Most of the time I'd be lucky, and I'd loiter around until I'd had my fill of feet. Good times!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

I did eat in there a lot lol...Yeah I remember you saying Smash. Good times indeed.

I had an opaque tickle encounter when I worked at Comet the electrical store many years ago. A woman called Denise, aged early 40's a little bit curvy. She always wore trousers with her uniform and small heels with dark navy blue opaque tights. One day she was on her hands and knees messing around with a TV and she was lent forward and had her feet arched out of her heels. Her soles was totally exposed and I couldn't resist. As I walked past I bent down and tickled both soles fast and furiously, I danced and scribbled my fingers all over her soft arches. They felt quite moist and had a mild odor about them. Denise jolted forward and at first she didn't know what to say but then realised I wasn't stopping and then the laughing kicked in. As she jolted forward she came out of her heels completely and I had full exposure to her nylon feet. I kept tickling her until she managed to turn around and slap me away. she was trying not to swear or make to much noise in front of customers. I started laughing and quickly ran off. I saw her stand up and make a bee line for me so I ran into the warehouse and she followed me until I hit a dead end and she gave me a few more hits and said she was extremely ticklish and if I did that again she would cut my balls off so to speak haha. Don't worry though she was ok with me after 10 mins, I was a young cheeky chap then. I also got her a few more times whilst I worked there.

Thanks guys.

 

[SmashTV]

Good work, CJ - you need a few tickles in the workplace here and there to make the day go faster!

Some interesting news this week; earlier in the year, I became very close friends with someone who I've known for over ten years. I've known her through a band's social group, and while we've talked before and always got on well, since January we've properly bonded. We began talking about quirks and things and I mentioned that she might already know about mine as we had the same friends for over a decade (some of whom have let me at their stocking feet). Her response?

'Oh, the feet thing? Yeah, I know about that, BLANK told me about it years ago. It's not a bad thing, we've all got things we like that might not be normal...'

She's quite open minded, so I asked if she'd be okay with me talking about it further. She was, so I elaborated it for her by saying that it was for stocking feet and not bare. She seemed genuinely surprised by this, and then went into detail about her own collection of tights and stockings, and how she liked it when I massaged her black stocking feet for her at a gig a couple of years back. For the record, while I massaged her feet under a table I was simultaneously massaging another woman's black stocking feet under the same table (they were together) while she sat opposite me. It was literally a case of 'stocking feet', as the other woman slowly pulled her dress up and flashed me her suspenders and, when she realised I was getting off on it even gave me a mini footjob and caressed me with her toes!

Hopefully, I'll be able to get some more info from her on this as she's comfortable with me talking about it and is comfortable in telling me about things from her side. Interestingly, she says that she's able to turn her ticklishness on and off - and also said so during the foot massage. You never know, though, the next time I meet her (possibly next year, as she's not local sadly), if she's willing....who knows? I'll keep you posted, gents!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Nice Smash, you lucky man.

A double nylon foot play and footjob under the table sounds bliss. You hit the lotto on that one dude.

Hope you get to spend more time with her. She sounds cool with it all. Do you think theirs a chance you two might get together as a couple?



Thanks guys

 

[SmashTV]

For the record, I also had some nylon foot fun with the one called BLANK in the past - if it wasn't for a broken mobile phone, I could have had an awesome tied up nylon tickling session with her, but it wasn't to be.

As for my new friend, we're both with already in relationships so I don't see anything happening that way, as close as we are. If we met up and spent time together she might indulge me and be cool with it, but we'll see. I'm not going to push anything, but it's nice that I've spoken to her about it. As I said, any developments then you fine chaps will be the first to know!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

Damn that sucks.

Ok cool Smash. Thanks for sharing that anyway.

 

[SmashTV]

It's been a while, so let's have another story. This one involves my aunt, and is from roughly two years ago. Now, before I continue I think it's worth mentioning that we lost my aunt earlier this year, so it's odd for me to type it knowing that she's no longer around. However, I've included all the other notable stories involving my aunt, so I think it's fitting to include this one to conclude things.

It was October 2014, and my aunt, uncle and cousin were down for a family event. I'd not been able to tickle my aunt’s nylon feet for some years, but had managed a sneaky poke here or a quick sock tickling there. As such, I hoped that this visit would prove to be different. The family had been to the pub for an afternoon lunch, and although it was October it was unseasonably warm. I left early to get changed into thinner clothes, and on leaving I saw her discarded ankle boots under the table. I didn't know why she'd done it, but due to standing up I was unable to see what was on her feet. I took some glasses back to the bar, and by the time I returned she’d put them back on. I said I’d meet them back at my parents’ house, and went home and got changed into shorts and flip flops. I arrived at my parents' house before anyone else, and when everybody arrived my aunt sat down and, much to my delight, began to remove her boots. She apologised to myself and my cousin for doing so, leading to my cousin making a 'cheesy feet' comment. Of course, she had no need to apologise to me! If anything, knowing my aunt she made this announcement to make me aware she was removing her boots!

As the boots came off, I saw my aunt was in black socks....which were then removed to reveal black tights! I'd had a few drinks so wasn't totally sober, but I couldn't believe my luck. Of course, there was a houseful, but if I found the right time and opportunity then surely I'd be able to sneak in a tickle or two....right? Everyone helped themselves to more drink and settled down; my aunt and gf had left a seat in the middle of the sofa for me, which I gladly took advantage of! As the conversation and drink flowed, I began to take sneaky peeks at my aunt's feet, which were very close to my own. The four other people in the room were all involved in their own conversation, while the only thing on my mind was tickling my aunt's feet. My confidence got the better of me, and waiting until nobody was looking in my direction I began to slowly slide my right foot toward my aunt's left. It was painfully slow, having to stop a few times in case people saw but eventually my toes made contact with her black stocking outline.

It felt glorious, her warm, soft stocking foot against my bare toes. I left it there, and waited for my aunt to move her foot but much to my delight not only did she keep it there but she pressed her foot against my toes! She knew what I was up to, and was keen to return the subtle touches! I'd slowly wriggle my toes against her outline, and my aunt would flex her foot to allow me more access. How we got away with it I've no idea, but we did! At one point my aunt stood up to stretch her legs, and I thought she might have had second thoughts. However, when she sat down she crossed her feet at the ankles, draping her right foot over the left and giving me full access to her sole! Before I could do anything, however, my aunt used her left foot to pin mine down, discreetly sliding it down my right foot so I could feel her sole gliding across. A minute or so later I returned the favour, using my toes to quickly slide along the length of her right stocking sole while everyone else was talking!

A short time later my aunt said she needed the toilet, and while she was up there I said I needed to go (which I did), and waited outside for her. I let her know I was there, and whispered my thanks to her. My aunt told me to be quiet in case people heard....at which point I began asking her if she enjoyed the tickling and footsies. My aunt told me again to be quiet, but when she came out I asked if I could give her a proper tickle. At this point my uncle nearly came up the stairs, but I told him that there was a queue! I asked my aunt again if I could tickle her feet, and again she told me to be quiet but in the end relented and lifted her left foot for me to scrabble my fingers over her stocking soles. She repeated it with the right foot, but then went downstairs - but not before pulling me in for a hug and telling me that I was her favourite nephew, even if I was cheeky! She went downstairs, and all to soon it was time to go so I never got to tickle her feet as I would have liked to.

Sadly, that was the last time I saw her; we'd share phone calls and texts, some of them tickle related in later months, but alas no visits. I'd like to think that she'd have been keen on having one quite lengthy tickle/stocking feet session, but I'll never know. I'll miss her regardless, of course, but whenever I think of my aunt, it will always be as the woman who was unknowingly the recipient and of my foot fetish indulgence when I was 11 years old, and helped maintain it for nearly three decades. Thank you, Aunty Susan. xx

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[Deleted member 6657]

First of all condolences my friend. It's always harder losing someone who shared something so dear to you as you two had. But on a positive note you have great memories together and you experienced something that most people (foot/nylon/tickle fetish guy's) dream about when they are young. Great story. I bet it felt great feeling her silky soles on your skin.

Thanks guys

 

[SmashTV]

Thanks CJ; there was of course more to my aunt than just being my occasional tickling outlet, and I'll miss her in general. Thankfully, the tickling memories never go away....and you're right; feeling her stocking soles on my bare skin was just plain awesome!

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[SmashTV]

Okay gents, seeing as how it's nearly Christmas, here's an early present! The mighty Kano posted this on here a few years back in another thread, and although he's not around lately I've taken the liberty of cutting and pasting. It's another Aunty Lorraine story, which I'm sure you'll all enjoy.

As explained in earlier posts my teenage years (which were made difficult by my warzone home life) were made spectacular by my BFF’s mom, Lorraine…judging by the responses, you all know the scene by now but to recap Jo’s Mom was a glorious buxom older woman who absolutely adored, and as I found out later, got extremely excited by having her pantyhosed feet tickled!!

All through my teens we constantly tickled each other senseless, though it was dominated by me torturing her nyloned soles to distraction most of the time hahaha - she just LOVED IT!! AND SO DID I!!!

It had been 3 long long years since I’d tickled Jo’s Mom’s feet and throughout my Uni days I fantasized about meeting her again for a tickling session neither of us would forget. I had finished Uni now and grown into a 6’5 well built Celt, a far cry from the shy teenager I had once been - I was now well at home with my tickling fetish and as a result my confidence about the whole tickling thing had grown immensely.

I was home now and after a few long days of friends and family meets I decided I just had to go and see Aunty Lorraine haha, HAD TO!! Her daughter Jo was still away at her Uni and I was hoping I could just catch her alone one evening so took the plunge and went round to knock at her door, must have been about 7pm I suppose. Jo’s Mom answered the door and literally beamed with joy as she hugged me tightly saying things like “my Lord boy bach, you’ve grown up haha - it’s absolutely wonderful to see you my lad!! Come in come in!!” She was at home alone tonight!!!! My cock throbbed when I dreamed of the possibility of torturing those delicious feet once again just like the old days.

I sat in the kitchen as she made a cup of tea for us both and we laughed and joked about old times and how much we used to laugh at tickling each other when Lorraine piped up, “so, you must have been a terror for those college girls wanting to tickle them all the time hahaha!! Oh poor girls!” she giggled. Even now I remember feeling my face redden slightly but with new found confidence I proclaimed “hahaha well none of them compared to you Aunty Lorraine, you’ve always been my favourite girl to tickle and I’m a very very good tickler these days haha!” I continued confessing how I’d relived tickling her pantyhosed feet over and over again whilst at Uni which caused even Jo’s Mom to blush slightly as she giggled away dismissing my attentions, “haha don’t be silly boy, now pass me the milk would you?”

Aunty Lorraine’s kitchen was a long narrow one so I got up and squeezed behind her deliciously round arse to get past her - my back was literally rubbing the wall, so I made the most of it and squeezed at her hips before tickling wildly there with my fingers to be met with the most delicious sound I’ve heard to this day….Jo’s Mom screamed with laughter as I pinned her there against the worktop and using the wall as back up I pushed into her and tickled her manically round her hips some more, up her ribs straight to her armpits!! She went wild screaming hysterically “AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA WOOOOOHHHOOOO TICKLES SSOOOO MUCH HAHAHAHA!!” OMG just like the good old days, I thought and with wild abandon just held her there tickling her as she held onto the worktop squirming in front of me. My cock was already throbbing after a just a few minutes of tickling her like this and pressed into her pantyhosed arse as I continued torturing her upper body with continuous tickling, no breaks, no let up, I just tickled and tickled and tickled as my cock swelled against her and she screamed with delight and laughter, “Oh my Lord I can FEEL you HAHAHAHAHAHAHA GOD THAT TICKLES!!!” “STOP SSTTTOOOOPPPP HAHAHAHAH - NAUGHTY BOY!!!” I loved her calling me that haha so I did, for then anyways hahaha!!

Jo’s Mom was already limp from the unrelenting wriggling my fingers had just given her and she was laughing in little waves as she tried to recover, calling me a “naughty boy” for tickling her and continued pouring the milk into our tea, “ooohhh hahaha, aaahhh, young man that was torture haha but you’re right - you’re DEFINITELY better at tickling now hahaha, come on, lets sit down.” We headed for the couch and I delighted when she crossed her legs and her black nyloned ankles and feet popped out of the bottom of the very long skirt she was wearing, she had on house slippers again, just like the best days, and her feet looked good enough to eat right then and there!! I made the simplest comment whilst sipping my tea, “Aunty Lorraine….are your feet still as ticklish haha?” I remember her eyes widening before replying “judging by what I just felt I bet they’re even worse now these days, did you know you were the last person ever to tickle my feet in my pantyhose?” OMFG JACKPOT went thru my head like a lightning bolt and I put my tea down and motioned for her to put her feet up, “haha well then Aunty Lorraine, come on now, I just know you want your feet tickled as much as I want to tickle them hahah!” She smiled broadly as she put them up saying, “well how could I resist young man haha, now you remember how to tickle them don’t you, start off slow and then tickle torture me like you used to, make me laugh and laugh and laugh hahaha!!”

I throbbed in my pants once again, still excited from her reactions to her kitchen tickle moments ago and the familiar light headed feeling came rushing back as I slowly removed her slippers revealing those deliciously curvy feet, in near black sheer RHT pantyhose. I held one up and sniffed at her warm toes as she wriggled them in front of me, “do you know, nobody’s ever loved my feet as much as you do hahaha” she said “go on, give them a tickle you naughty boy!!” I was literally drooling as I felt her warm foot in my hand flex when I ran my finger down the sole of her nyloned foot, Jo’s Mom let out a slight “oooohhhoooohoooohooo” kind of laugh as I danced my fingers back up to her toes, which were now wriggling gently! “oohhhhahahahaha oh my that DOES tickle me hahaha” she gasped as I gently tickled over the tops of her gorgeous foot and back to her sole! I continued like this for a long while as my cock pulsed in my pants then I just went for it!!! I grabbed her left foot in an arm lock and went just wents nuts, scrambling my fingers down her foot hard and scratching at the nyloned pantyhose sole with everything I had! She exploded into laughter, “OMG HHHHAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH….OH NO HHAHAHAHAHAHAA NOT MY FEEHEHEHEHEEET HAHAHAHA IT TICKLES, OH IT TICKLES SSSSOOOO MUCH HAHAHAHAHAHA!” I spread her toes and through the sheer fabric dug into the soft skin between them taking her to a new level of torture, she kicked, she gasped, she screamed hysterically tickle talking through the whole experience as I grabbed at her feet, spider tickled her soles, tortured her toes and generally did everything I could to tickle her more. My cock was harder than ever as I tickled her like this for what must have been a good half an hour when her tone changed!

Her screams of laughter turned into a combination of pleasured gasps, whispered words of “tickles…..oohhh Lord it tickles me!!” and other delicious words that us ticklers love to hear. All the while her foot fought my fingers as I danced all over it, her toes wriggling, her soles wrinkling at every tickle and stroke, her other leg dropped to the floor as she was lay back in a twisting ticklish torture that genuinely seemed to be getting her off. I though it’s now or never and reached up her skirt and wildly tickled the inside of her sheer thighs with both hands!! SHE WENT NUTS!!! She garbled something incoherent as she bounced and spasmed uncontrollably as my fingers danced between her thighs, she was very hot there, and I could smell she was getting excited so I again took the plunge and started tickling the pantyhose fabric directly over her very wet place!!! I teased her continuously, “tickles there doesn’t it Aunty Lorraine, tickle tickle tickle hahaha, my my you’re ENJOYING this aren’t you?” “HAAAAHAHAHAHAAHA!” was her response with tears in her eyes and a gorgeous look of ticklish excitement on her face!! “yes hahahah tickles sssssooo much hahahah there hahahahaha….ppllllleeeaaassseee TICKLE MY FEET!” I reached down and started wildly tickling her foot with one hand and tickled her pantyhosed pussy with the other, “tickle ticklish feet Aunty Lorraine hahaha!” I teased some more with this gorgeous buxom woman writhing and screaming underneath me - I scraped my fingers down the sole of her foot and then it happened, instantly, like turning a switch…….
her thighs snapped together around my one tickling hand and she exploded into a ticklish orgasm like nothing I’d ever seen….her foot pointed in my hand as I raked my fingers down the delicious sheer fabric of her pantyhose, god I loved the way it felt and looked!! She was still laughing between gasps of pleasure “ooooh hahaha, OOOOHHHH, HAHAHAHA TICKLISH, WAAAHAHAHAA OOOOHHHH MMMMYYY LLLOOOORRRDDD TTTTTIIIICCCCKKLLLLE MMMMEEEEEHAHAHAHA!!” SHE SCREAMED OUT LOUD as I continued raking her sole……

Jo’s Mom slumped in the couch, red, hot, teary eyed and with the most delicious smile I’ve ever seen, you know the one, completely exhausted tickle satisfaction haha!! I let go of her foot and squeezed my cock in my pants, fuck I was turned on by what had just happened. Still gasping for breath Aunty Lorraine egged me on, “oohh God….go on boy, let me see it hahaha!!” WAS THIS FOR REAL!!!??!! No embarrassment in the slightest was felt as years ago now, I yanked my throbbing cock out right in front of her as she told me “to grab it, wank it and show me what tickling her had done to me!!” I needed no encouragement I can assure you all as I furiously fisted my cock, I grabbed her foot and started sucking on her pantyhosed toes as Aunty Lorraine erupted into a new level of oversensitized ticklishness!! I pounded my cock hard as she squealed in delight from my toe sucking “oohhhhahahaha tickle me boy, tickle my feet while you play with yourself!!” It was like something out of a sheer fantasy for me, “Go on hahaha tickle me, harder hahaha you naughty boy TICKLE MY POOR FEET HAHAHAHAH!!!

I can honestly say I lasted about 2 minutes tops hahahah - and I don’t care!! Jo’s Mom was shrieking and giggling underneath me as her nyloned toes wriggled and struggled in torture within my mouth - she was openly fondling and groping her own breasts and tricklingly dragging her finger nails up her own thighs, ripping her pantyhose slightly as she watched me swell to my own orgasm before taking her foot of my mouth and exploding all over her sheer nyloned foot, and her legs, and her breasts, all over the couch, up the wall, some even landed on her face which was the sexiest thing ever hahahah!!!

I rubbed my cum into her pantyhosed feet as we both lay there gasping for breath, Aunty Lorraine mmm’d and aaaahhh’d at the sensation of me fondling her now tingling feet as my cock died down for a minute……..it throbbed straight back to attention when Jo’s Mom exclaimed, “I’m home alone ALL night tonight and I want you to tie me up properly, very very tight, and I want you to tickle me into tickle torture heaven and back again!!!”

All I could do is stammer at this stage……”Aunty Lorraine, if that’s what you want, then I hope you scream the house down but I really can’t promise I’m going to behave myself tickling you like that hahaha!” She laughed out loud as she got up towards the stairs and said “that’s what I’m hoping for……come on boy bach, lets go play tickle torture!!”

This, I have to say at this point, was the greatest ever night of my life, even now it’s the one night I gauge every tickle experience by and I will never ever forget it...

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[red devil]

Excellent re-telling of an old favourite.

I attended the work Christmas due last Friday. As I hoped, Lots of ladies discarded their shoes to dance bare foot and, much more to my liking, in their stocking feet.....a great time was had by all..!!
Anyone else been to any parties where the shoes come off to dance..???