Always been the top fetish-within-the fetish. (man I hate that word, haha)
If you go into the stories section, way way back, I had some torturous experiences with two of my ex girlfriends. One was the most intense, bizzarre, tickling experience of my entire life, and believe me, I've had plenty.
In fact, some website posted it (without my permission! haha) on their site. A train conductor brazenly tickled my girlfriend's foot while I was giving her a foot massage. This freaked us out, we couldn't believe it, but....being naiive maybe, and also because it was SUCH my thing....the guy ended up sitting with us and tickling my girlfriends feet through the entire ride.
I'm telling this story bad....let me go find it, and I'll paste it:
(wow! I just found it! The subject line was very close to the one in THIS thread!!!)
Does anyone else have an experience like this?
This is one hundred percent true. It may sound fantastic but it totally happened and I could hardly believe it myself! A few years ago, I was taking a train out of NYC out to Long Island with my beuatiful girlfriend....very pretty, Italian, dark hair, green eyes, luscious body, soft skin and deathly ticklish! (she was 24 at the time)_ Anyhow, we sat facing each other in opposite seats, and she slipped off her shoes and put them right in my lap for a massage. I remember that day her feet were especially soft and warm and the soles were lighter than the dark, olive skin on the tops (get the picture?)...just perfect. Anyhow, at this point, I'm massaging her feet and we're chatting when the conductor comes to collect our tickets. He was a tall, black guy, maybe about 30. He must have seen my girlfriend's feet in my lap as he approached, because as soon as he came up to us he said to me "Hey man, you're doing that wrong" he brushed my hands aside from my girlfriend's foot and said "you've got to make her laugh" and at that he sprinkled a tickle on my girlfriend's sole that made her immediatley yelp into a giggle and pull her foot away. Shocked, but a little charged from the situation, we gave him our tickets,exchanged looks and he went on his way. Now, my girlfriend knew me well and knew that it had turned me on but we just laughed in amazement and she slipped on her shoes and we went back talking.
About 5 minutes later, the conductor came back!!! He sat down right next to me, made quick small talk about where we were going and how we looked like nice people and then said to my girlfriend with a knowing smile "I really tickled you before, you see that? You're really ticklish aren't you?!". My heart started to race. Was this really happening? My girlfriend gave a shy, embarrassed kind of smile, looked at me and answered him!! "yeah, I am!" For the next couple of minutes, we talked about her ticklishness, and he would keep saying "yeah, I could tell you were ticklish. DId you see that? I just tickled you and you started laughing." No matter what we talked about, he kept bringing it back up and steering the conversation back to the fact that he had "really tickled" her "didn't I?". Finally, he said," I wonder how long you could go!" She nervously said "Oh, I don't know".
He answered "Let's see how long you could go. I'll do the little piggy!" I swear to God this is what happened. My girlfriend definitley didn't want to be tickled and protested but then I said "Come on, Lee (that was her name), let's see" lifting her leg onto my lap. I couldn't pass this up!! I slipped off her shoe, once again exposing her gorgeous sole and let the guy go to town!
He pinched her big toe and slowly started saying "this little piggy went to market" and lightly pinched the next one "this little piggy went home" and then the next toe, maybe fingering just a little lightly and I could feel her tense up...'this little piggy had roast beef, this little piggy had none", now she was really tense 'but this little piggy went weeee..."and with that he started dragging his long, black fingers all over her soft soles and Lee started hitching with giggles,begging him to stop, lifting her self off the seat but I held her leg tight and she couldn't let go. He danced his fingers all over her foot, stopping to linger over especially sensitive areas like the soft middle part under the ball and under the ridges of the toes. This went on for about a minute, maybe longer and he gave her a break. He got up to make his rounds and then came back and asked to do the second foot!! This time he held one foot and I held the other and we tickled her insane for another few minutes. At one point he asked me where I thought she was most ticklish and I said between the toes and so he started flicking his fingers all around, under and between the toes which drove her hyper but after a minute of this, he said "I think she's most ticklish over here" and he suddenly dragged his fingers right under the ball again and she went ballistic, her laughter totally deepening, her body hitching forward, begging him to stop.
We got off at our stop, totally unbelieving what had happened and had hot sex repeatedly all night long! For years, Lee would sometimes start whispering the whole story to me during lovemaking which was incredibly hot, hearing it from her side, a trait that thankfully continued with my next girlfriend (who I've already posted some of her super hot stories!!).
Oh yeah, one more thing:I did see the conductor a couple of times after that riding the trains and he ALWAYS gave me a free ride....but never mentioned a thing, he always seemed a bit uneasy when he'd see my face!! I wonder if he's here on this board!! Hey man!
******** Ok, end of story. Wow. Right? When I first posted this (originally on The Mousepad, and then here) I was like CRUCIFIED, people didn't believe me, and were ANGRY.
But I can tell you this....I'm a STICKLER for the integrity and truth of stories and...the whole thing! I mean, tickling is about TRUTH to an extent!! We don't like FAKERS, right??? It's about the reaction that she (or he) just can't HELP...it's like the REAL THEM.
So, I'm telling you as the day is long, that story is EXACTLY true, as it happened, not an embellishment, and even now, I can not freaking believe that actually happened to me.
I just found all my stories in a big word document I had...i'm going to go post them all in the Stories section! WEEEEEE! 🙂
