MrAcidRounds
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So, I've been considering doing this for quite some time now, and recently I figured to just try it out and see how I liked it.
For those who don't know, it's basically a private party in a bar setting, and the owners/managers hire about a dozen models/actresses for clients to come in and explore their fetishes with. It's $40 at the door, and $20 for a 10 minute session with a girl of your choosing. It's a pretty reasonable price for services rendered, but I'm not a rich man, not by any means. I ended up spending about $140 during my 3 hour stay, including drinks. Thankfully they had little booths sectioned off along with some draping, so there was at least a little privacy.
You should also know that I've never done anything like this before, at least not with strangers (I've never even been to a strip club), so let's just say it was a learning experience for me.
So, as soon as I walk into the party area, I hear laughter. Borderline hysterical laughter. Now, I'm already incredibly nervous at this point, and this only made things more awkward for me. The thought of some strange dude tickling the crap out of a young girl just a few short feet away from me doesn't exactly put me at ease, but I continued to the bar and bought myself a drink.
There were about a half dozen lovely young women standing about, smiling and chatting amongst each other, but I decided to keep to myself and enjoy my drink, knowing one of them would confront me eventually. I'm shy, shoot me.
Surely enough, a very attractive young woman who closely resembled Kat Dennings approached me to see how I was doing. We talked for a little while; she was new to this, too, so I figured she be a perfect match for my first time.
We found ourselves a spot and I began removing her heels. She was wearing black stockings, and I slowly removed them as well. She had very nice feet, soft and plush, with bright red nail polish. They were slightly dirty, but nothing too extreme. It began with an innocent foot massage, which inevitably led into foot kissing, and then all out worship. She acted a bit nervous, I could tell she wasn't used to this, which was perfectly fine. I would rather they be honest about how they were feeling, rather than trying to fake interest in what I was doing. I could feel my time ticking away, so I decided to test her ticklishness. Her feet seemed ticklish enough, but I ventured higher to her knees, thighs, hips, waist, and underarms, with glorious results. As I explored her upper body, I made a conscious effort not to grab her breasts. It was difficult. She squirmed and giggled, not loudly, but just enough to sate my tickle appetite. After a few minutes of torture, I figured I'd slow things down with some more foot worship. My time was over before I could even get started. She seemed to enjoy herself, but I'll never really know to what extent. I actually caused her to spill her drink during the tickle torture, so I figured I'd do the gentlemanly thing and buy her a new one. All in all, a great experience.
The second girl who approached me was a short, curvy girl with an Eastern European accent and straight brown hair. After some short conversation, we made our way to a booth. I removed her footwear and stockings to admire her small, pedicured feet. Not quite as nice as Kat Dennings' feet, but still not bad at all. I did more of the same; short massage, kissing, worship, then tickling. What can I say... foot worship is sexy, but tickling is just too much fun. She was incredibly ticklish, especially her upper body, and her laughter was explosive. Being the shyguy that I am, I even told her to keep quiet a few times so as to not attract too much attention. I also ordered her to keep her arms above her head while I took advantage of her torso, which she found to be difficult. She was clearly trying to 'sell' how ticklish she was, which I'm not crazy about, but it didn't get to a point where it was obnoxious. The most notable portion of the session was sitting between her legs, and having her thighs squeeze my sides every time I executed my personal brand of torture. Delicious.
The third woman was a tall, skinny blonde substitute-teacher type, who was considerably older than me, maybe late 30's to early 40's. Her feet were shapely and sensitive, but not as soft as the others. Her nails were a beigish color, and her toes were nice and even, for those interested. I started the same as the others, massage, worship, and then tickling. Copious amounts of tickling. She was very ticklish, maybe more so than the previous, but her laughter sounded like a police siren going off, which is sort of a turn-off for me, to be honest. I eventually got fed up with her trying to squirm away and told her to sit close to me, face away, and place her hands behind her head, frisk-style. I let my hands run up and down her torso, elbows to underarms, ribs and waist, hips and thighs. If I remember correctly, her hip bones were her absolute worst spot, so of course I exploited her weakness thoroughly. After a few minutes of that, she clearly couldn't take anymore, so I ended with some light toe-sucking and foot worship, staring intently into her eyes as I did so.
The last, and possibly my favorite girl, was a tall, skinny brunette with glasses and several tattoos. Before our session began, she told me how she loved the idea of being worshipped and got off on the concept of someone loving a specific part of her body. She was wearing high heels, with stockings that had large, circular holes in them. I removed her heels, and asked her to remove her stockings. Her feet were long and slender, with proportionately long toes. They were soft, clean, and very delectable. I began worshipping her feet, which seemed to tickle her quite a bit, but she claimed that she was enjoying it. She told me that I was very good at sucking her toes, which I took with a huge grain of salt, since I have no idea how true that statement was. Sure, she wants my money, but at this point, she's already getting it, no matter what. I'll never know. She looked at me with sultry bedroom eyes, biting her lip as I placed her big toe in my mouth, again and again, over and over. Now, of course I can't spend the entire time on her feet, so I began to tickle her in all the other necessary areas. She was incredibly responsive, and her laugh was feminine and intoxicating. Like before, I made her sit with her back towards me, and as I tickled her more and more, she pressed her warm, perspiring body against mine. The tickling was so effective, I even asked her if she wanted a safeword, but she told me she wouldn't want me to stop. Saying I was getting hot and bothered would have been an understatement. She even started to grab my arms and shoulders, offering some resistance to my onslaught of curious fingers. I teased and taunted her in her ear, lushing over her pleas for mercy. After some time, I asked her if she had enough, and, believe it or not, she asked if she could reciprocate. I know some of you are calling bullshit at this point, but you have to believe me. Granted, I told her earlier that I enjoyed being tickled myself, but I never thought she would actually go and do it. She attacked my midsection with much revelry, much to my enjoyment. She knew exactly what she was doing, and how much I was enjoying it. Like all the other sessions, this one ended far too early. She took my business card, and even kissed my hand upon leaving. Quite the experience.
Over all, it was a very interesting evening for me, something I wont soon forget, and maybe something I'll have to do again in the future.
TL;DR- Went to a foot/tickle fetish party for the first time. Had sessions with 4 different girls. Shit was hype.
Pros: Get to worship/tickle a variety of different girls, all of which are friendly and attractive.
Cons: It'll cost you $60 at the absolute minimum. Privacy is sort of an issue. You bare witness to other men acting out their fantasies as well. Girls clean their feet between sessions, but it still might be gross for some. Girls may or may not actually like you.
For those who don't know, it's basically a private party in a bar setting, and the owners/managers hire about a dozen models/actresses for clients to come in and explore their fetishes with. It's $40 at the door, and $20 for a 10 minute session with a girl of your choosing. It's a pretty reasonable price for services rendered, but I'm not a rich man, not by any means. I ended up spending about $140 during my 3 hour stay, including drinks. Thankfully they had little booths sectioned off along with some draping, so there was at least a little privacy.
You should also know that I've never done anything like this before, at least not with strangers (I've never even been to a strip club), so let's just say it was a learning experience for me.
So, as soon as I walk into the party area, I hear laughter. Borderline hysterical laughter. Now, I'm already incredibly nervous at this point, and this only made things more awkward for me. The thought of some strange dude tickling the crap out of a young girl just a few short feet away from me doesn't exactly put me at ease, but I continued to the bar and bought myself a drink.
There were about a half dozen lovely young women standing about, smiling and chatting amongst each other, but I decided to keep to myself and enjoy my drink, knowing one of them would confront me eventually. I'm shy, shoot me.
Surely enough, a very attractive young woman who closely resembled Kat Dennings approached me to see how I was doing. We talked for a little while; she was new to this, too, so I figured she be a perfect match for my first time.
We found ourselves a spot and I began removing her heels. She was wearing black stockings, and I slowly removed them as well. She had very nice feet, soft and plush, with bright red nail polish. They were slightly dirty, but nothing too extreme. It began with an innocent foot massage, which inevitably led into foot kissing, and then all out worship. She acted a bit nervous, I could tell she wasn't used to this, which was perfectly fine. I would rather they be honest about how they were feeling, rather than trying to fake interest in what I was doing. I could feel my time ticking away, so I decided to test her ticklishness. Her feet seemed ticklish enough, but I ventured higher to her knees, thighs, hips, waist, and underarms, with glorious results. As I explored her upper body, I made a conscious effort not to grab her breasts. It was difficult. She squirmed and giggled, not loudly, but just enough to sate my tickle appetite. After a few minutes of torture, I figured I'd slow things down with some more foot worship. My time was over before I could even get started. She seemed to enjoy herself, but I'll never really know to what extent. I actually caused her to spill her drink during the tickle torture, so I figured I'd do the gentlemanly thing and buy her a new one. All in all, a great experience.
The second girl who approached me was a short, curvy girl with an Eastern European accent and straight brown hair. After some short conversation, we made our way to a booth. I removed her footwear and stockings to admire her small, pedicured feet. Not quite as nice as Kat Dennings' feet, but still not bad at all. I did more of the same; short massage, kissing, worship, then tickling. What can I say... foot worship is sexy, but tickling is just too much fun. She was incredibly ticklish, especially her upper body, and her laughter was explosive. Being the shyguy that I am, I even told her to keep quiet a few times so as to not attract too much attention. I also ordered her to keep her arms above her head while I took advantage of her torso, which she found to be difficult. She was clearly trying to 'sell' how ticklish she was, which I'm not crazy about, but it didn't get to a point where it was obnoxious. The most notable portion of the session was sitting between her legs, and having her thighs squeeze my sides every time I executed my personal brand of torture. Delicious.
The third woman was a tall, skinny blonde substitute-teacher type, who was considerably older than me, maybe late 30's to early 40's. Her feet were shapely and sensitive, but not as soft as the others. Her nails were a beigish color, and her toes were nice and even, for those interested. I started the same as the others, massage, worship, and then tickling. Copious amounts of tickling. She was very ticklish, maybe more so than the previous, but her laughter sounded like a police siren going off, which is sort of a turn-off for me, to be honest. I eventually got fed up with her trying to squirm away and told her to sit close to me, face away, and place her hands behind her head, frisk-style. I let my hands run up and down her torso, elbows to underarms, ribs and waist, hips and thighs. If I remember correctly, her hip bones were her absolute worst spot, so of course I exploited her weakness thoroughly. After a few minutes of that, she clearly couldn't take anymore, so I ended with some light toe-sucking and foot worship, staring intently into her eyes as I did so.
The last, and possibly my favorite girl, was a tall, skinny brunette with glasses and several tattoos. Before our session began, she told me how she loved the idea of being worshipped and got off on the concept of someone loving a specific part of her body. She was wearing high heels, with stockings that had large, circular holes in them. I removed her heels, and asked her to remove her stockings. Her feet were long and slender, with proportionately long toes. They were soft, clean, and very delectable. I began worshipping her feet, which seemed to tickle her quite a bit, but she claimed that she was enjoying it. She told me that I was very good at sucking her toes, which I took with a huge grain of salt, since I have no idea how true that statement was. Sure, she wants my money, but at this point, she's already getting it, no matter what. I'll never know. She looked at me with sultry bedroom eyes, biting her lip as I placed her big toe in my mouth, again and again, over and over. Now, of course I can't spend the entire time on her feet, so I began to tickle her in all the other necessary areas. She was incredibly responsive, and her laugh was feminine and intoxicating. Like before, I made her sit with her back towards me, and as I tickled her more and more, she pressed her warm, perspiring body against mine. The tickling was so effective, I even asked her if she wanted a safeword, but she told me she wouldn't want me to stop. Saying I was getting hot and bothered would have been an understatement. She even started to grab my arms and shoulders, offering some resistance to my onslaught of curious fingers. I teased and taunted her in her ear, lushing over her pleas for mercy. After some time, I asked her if she had enough, and, believe it or not, she asked if she could reciprocate. I know some of you are calling bullshit at this point, but you have to believe me. Granted, I told her earlier that I enjoyed being tickled myself, but I never thought she would actually go and do it. She attacked my midsection with much revelry, much to my enjoyment. She knew exactly what she was doing, and how much I was enjoying it. Like all the other sessions, this one ended far too early. She took my business card, and even kissed my hand upon leaving. Quite the experience.
Over all, it was a very interesting evening for me, something I wont soon forget, and maybe something I'll have to do again in the future.
TL;DR- Went to a foot/tickle fetish party for the first time. Had sessions with 4 different girls. Shit was hype.
Pros: Get to worship/tickle a variety of different girls, all of which are friendly and attractive.
Cons: It'll cost you $60 at the absolute minimum. Privacy is sort of an issue. You bare witness to other men acting out their fantasies as well. Girls clean their feet between sessions, but it still might be gross for some. Girls may or may not actually like you.
