Origins of my Foot / Tickle Fetish

[sammoro]

OK, group therapy time. There may be some interesting stories out there about how your love of tickling came about. So let's hear them!

I can trace mine back to a foot fetish started in *gulp* Grade 2. My teacher, Miss M was a very beautiful brunette (of course, when you're 7, beauty is subjective). I had a huge 7 year olds crush on her - still do 3 decades+ later.

During story time, we would all sit on the floor while she sat in a chair and read to the class. She used to wear Dr. Scholls sandals like everyday and would take them off and rest her feet in some lucky kids lap.

Boy would we fight for that coveted position in front of the teacher's chair every day for the pleasure of rubbing her feet while she read! Usually worked out so two kids got a foot each.

One day, one of my classmates started tickling her feet. We actually had a conversation about it - while he was tickling her!! She said it tickled a lot and sometimes it was more difficult to take than others. I can still see her feet wriggling like crazy while he was sitting on the floor tickling them! *sigh*

Yes, I know what you're thinking and agree that she likely knew she was exciting more than our minds with her feet wriggling in our laps every day. Wrong? Yup. Odds are she'd be lucky JUST to be fired today. Of course things were different in the very late 60's...

But I wouldn't change that experience for anything. I'd bet big money that some of my old classmates are tickle fans as a result of Miss M - maybe even reading this post! *Lord* I loved that school.

Cheers!

 

[Kalamos]

I've experienced something not too different, so... er... uh... hey, what am I supposed to do now? Raise the chalice? Propose a toast? 😀

Well....

Welcome to the family. 🙂

[And it doesn't help it's an italian saying that... 😀 ]

 

[GEORGIATKLER]

Now Way Back When I Was A Boy........

My Earliest Tickling Memories Are Of Playing Spy With The Girls In The Neighborhood And My Female Cousins Back Around Age 8 Or 9. My Cousin Who Was 15+ Years Older Went Barefoot Indoors Year Round, Outside Weather Permitting. She Was Beautiful Head To Toe But Alas Not Ticklish.

 

[Whacked Out Me]

I have no idea where it started for me. I've always wondered if we all had some kind of experience in our earlier lives that started us on this track, but if so, I sure can't remember mine...

 

[Jejxenbdujxdbuehcbejdev]

mine started at the tender age of 10. i had always loved to see the neighbor ladys walk around barefoot but could never understand why i had this over powering urge to pin them down and tickle their bare feet until the screamed with laughter.

then one day i was over at my best friends house, it was basicaly the neighborhood playground since they were the only one on the block that had a pool, so all the kids would come over to swim.
his mom was always there to watch over us, sitting in a lawn chair with her bare feet stretched out before us. while the other kids were in the pool i conviently got out and layed my towel at the foot of her chair (just to dry out mind you) and also to take in her always immaculate soles. as i lay there staring at her feet she wiggled her toes and then dug them into my ribs.
i let out a surprised laugh and rolled back for more. she did this several times until she was giggling along with me, my little soldier standing at attention benieth my baggy trunks as i reveled in the fact that her feet were on me.
i rolled back one last time and grabbed ahold of her slender ankles, tickling her feet savagely with my fingers until she began to laugh out loud, the sound of the other children drowning her out. i continued for what felt like a long time until i embarressed myself by having my erection show through my shorts.
once noticed she was kind enough not to say anything instead she turned the hose on me a chased me back into the pool.

thats how i new i was truly turned on by tickling

 

[Camel26]

I remembered recently one of my earliest tickling adventures...now granted, as I was a shrimpy little girl, I got tickled a lot as a kid by babysitters, friends, and the occasional relative. All just to make me giggle...all in good fun...

But I remembered, as my friends sat around and talked about bondage and the roots of their sexual needs, my best friend from the time I was 3 until I was about 7. Her name was Lisa and she lived a couple of doors down from me. Lisa was very shy (ie: the day her mom went into labor with child #3 and dropped Lisa and her little bro off at my house around 5am, Lisa had to wait to eat breakfast because she was too shy to tell my mom she wanted cheerios, and had to wait till I woke up to tell me!!!) but we communicated well and had great times making mud pies, and getting really dirty. There were very few girls in my neighborhood, so that also made us bond quickly. Anyhoo, in my old house, we had a basement with a playroom that had a bunch of toys and my parents old foam couches that were excellent to make forts with. We quickly discovered the bottoms of these couches had some bizarre plastic sobstance that harbored a ton of static electricity...so we used the one tiny couch as an evil dungeon...Lisa was the "bad guy" and "caught" me with the static electricity (or I just fell against the upside down couch willingly)...and once caught, I couldn't move, so she'd tickle me senseless until I could escape...and the thing was, I loved it...and when my dad's job took us to philly when I was about 7 and 1/2, I found that I missed that part of my life...and didn't find it again until a high school boyfriend started attacking me mercilessly...and found that not only did I still like it, I also got incredibly turned on by it...

Nowadays, my ler enjoys the fact that she can melt me into submission with one strategically placed finger on the soles of my feet, or under my arms...pretty much wherever she wants...and I must say, I enjoy myself immensely...

I wonder how Lisa turned out...if you're on the site, drop me a PM...and thanks for being my first Ler! 🙂

 

[footamateur]

Mine i think begun when i was 10....at school of course ^_^

I had a wonderful blonde girl in my class....she wear all the time the sneakers and i was looking at her feet hoping that maybe one day she 'll wear something that let me see her feet; one day she was playing and her shoes laces was broken, so the teacher let her sit on a bench and take off her shoe trying to fix it; the moment was the right moment that maybe you have only once in the life 😀
She wear wonderful white socks (like stockings...you can clearly see her feet like with a light stockings), so i went near her and with the help of her worst enemy (a girl that hate her because she had better vote then her) i had a wonderful tickle experience with her ^_^, the girl grab her feet and i was tickling her, then i grab the feet and the girl tickle her ^_^ she was screaming...then after about 2 minutes (for me was like an entire life) the techer says to us to stop 😛
Since this wonderful day i can't resist to see 2 girls tickling each other's feet 😀

I didn't discover that was something compared to a perversion...even now that i'm 30 i think that is a normal thing to tickle a girl 😀 😉 the important is to think that is normal and is not a perversion ^_^

 

[GEORGIATKLER]

Camel And Miss Ler And Lisa, Oh! My!........

I remembered recently one of my earliest tickling adventures...now granted, as I was a shrimpy little girl, I got tickled a lot as a kid by babysitters, <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=friends&v=55">friends</a>, and the occasional relative. All just to make me giggle...all in good fun...

But I remembered, as my <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=friends&v=55">friends</a> sat around and talked about bondage and the roots of their sexual needs, my best friend from the <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=time&v=55">time</a> I was 3 until I was about 7. Her name was Lisa and she lived a couple of doors down from me. Lisa was very shy (ie: the day her mom went into labor with child #3 and dropped Lisa and her little bro off at my <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&v=55">house</a> around 5am, Lisa had to wait to eat breakfast because she was too shy to tell my mom she wanted cheerios, and had to wait till I woke up to tell me!!!) but we communicated well and had great times making mud pies, and getting really dirty. There were very few girls in my neighborhood, so that also made us bond quickly. Anyhoo, in my old <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=house&v=55">house</a>, we had a basement with a playroom that had a bunch of <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=toys&v=55">toys</a> and my parents old foam couches that were excellent to make forts with. We quickly discovered the bottoms of these couches had some bizarre plastic sobstance that harbored a ton of static electricity...so we used the one tiny couch as an evil dungeon...Lisa was the "bad guy" and "caught" me with the static electricity (or I just fell against the upside down couch willingly)...and once caught, I couldn't move, so she'd tickle me senseless until I could escape...and the thing was, I loved it...and when my dad's <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=job&v=55">job</a> took us to philly when I was about 7 and 1/2, I found that I missed that part of my life...and didn't find it again until a high <a href="http://www.ntsearch.com/search.php?q=school&v=55">school</a> boyfriend started attacking me mercilessly...and found that not only did I still like it, I also got incredibly turned on by it...

Nowadays, my ler enjoys the fact that she can melt me into submission with one strategically placed finger on the soles of my feet, or under my arms...pretty much wherever she wants...and I must say, I enjoy myself immensely...

I wonder how Lisa turned out...if you're on the site, drop me a PM...and thanks for being my first Ler! 🙂

"SHRIMPY" LITTLE GIRL? BRAG,BRAG,BRAG! GREAT STORY, HUMPSTER!!