In 1993 I had a one-night stand with a small, attractive brunette named Donna. It had taken me literally weeks just to set up a date with her. But as both a man and a tickler, it was worth the wait.
The date itself went well. Donna and I met at a restaurant then went to my place for a drink. I had the movie THE ADVENTURES OF BARON MUNCHAUSEN, which features a cool tickling scene. When Donna said she wanted to watch it, you better believe I was an accommodating host!
Seated close to Donna on my sofa, I waited patiently. At last came the MUNCHAUSEN tickling scene. Donna, reacting to the scene, said, "I am SO TICKLISH." I took the hint and started to tickle her tight little body. The tickling fun overtook our interest in the movie, leading to our spending the night together.
As we made love, I got in a great tickle on Donna, getting her bare underarm as she stretched to brace herself against my bedroom wall. Pulling her arm to her side in ticklish laughter, she looked up at me and laughed, as if to say, "You got me again."
First-date sex usually means it's a one-night stand only, as one or both parties feels embarrassed the morning after. After several more weeks of trying to get a second date with Donna, I gave up. Either she felt she was too easy or she didn't like me anymore. Plus, I knew Donna lived with a man she described as "just a friend," so that probably had something to do with it!
Looking back, it must have been my gut instinct that kept me trying when Donna did not accept my invitations out. I must have read her right, knowing not only could I get her, but also that I could tickle that hot little number.

The date itself went well. Donna and I met at a restaurant then went to my place for a drink. I had the movie THE ADVENTURES OF BARON MUNCHAUSEN, which features a cool tickling scene. When Donna said she wanted to watch it, you better believe I was an accommodating host!
Seated close to Donna on my sofa, I waited patiently. At last came the MUNCHAUSEN tickling scene. Donna, reacting to the scene, said, "I am SO TICKLISH." I took the hint and started to tickle her tight little body. The tickling fun overtook our interest in the movie, leading to our spending the night together.

As we made love, I got in a great tickle on Donna, getting her bare underarm as she stretched to brace herself against my bedroom wall. Pulling her arm to her side in ticklish laughter, she looked up at me and laughed, as if to say, "You got me again."

First-date sex usually means it's a one-night stand only, as one or both parties feels embarrassed the morning after. After several more weeks of trying to get a second date with Donna, I gave up. Either she felt she was too easy or she didn't like me anymore. Plus, I knew Donna lived with a man she described as "just a friend," so that probably had something to do with it!

Looking back, it must have been my gut instinct that kept me trying when Donna did not accept my invitations out. I must have read her right, knowing not only could I get her, but also that I could tickle that hot little number.