What is your tickling/ ticklish background?

[KoocheeKoo]

I've been asked on quite a few occasions (especially since coming onboard the internet in 2000)...(1)why do I have such a fascination with tickling?; (2)when did it begin; and? (3) what do I believe caused it?

I know some of these queries are from curious folks who may be feeling the same way I did as a teenager (confused 😀 ; while others seek to be "online" psycho-analysts and want to know what makes a tickling fanatic tick.

In my case, my background prior to discovering my fetish at age 11 was right out of "Leave It To Beaver". I lived in a nice, middle class suburb.
My dad (Bill; from Georgia) worked as a paint store assistant manager, and sometimes security officer...mom (Emma; born & raised in Tennessee) stayed at home with the kids, and we were all very happy. For some reason, many clueless folks seem to think I came from a kinky or unusual (stressed/ dysfunctional) background because I have a fetish. In all honesty, nothing is farther from the truth. True, my family did become quite dysfunctional later....but not until my mother's death when I was sixteen. My fetish began almost four years earlier in the summer of 1973.

At the time I discovered the joy of tickling, my life was perfectly normal...nothing traumatic, no sadness; just an outgoing kid well liked by his peers and teachers alike.
I was a very good student, and very intelligent (IQ in the 130 range).
My folks, like most in suburban Atlanta were quite conservative (but not political...neither one even voted); we attended church most Sunday mornings, but rarely Sunday or Wednesday evening services. There was no pornography in my home, no lewd music or tv shows, no racy magazines. Mom and dad didn't prance around the house nude...were both well behaved (at least in front of us kids 😀

Two things that I believe had a huge impact on me becoming a foot and tickling fetishists? My dad and mom had regular ticklefights as far back as I can remember.....nothing planned, no bondage or domination...just spur of the moment tickling. Sis and I would hear mom squeal "No Bill..don't"!!...followed by uncontrollable laughter; followed quickly by dad's laughter as mom retaliated (my mom had a laugh very similar to "Suzette" from daddy's former Hotel Tickle website 🙂


Even though my father became a minister and church pastor when I was 12, he and mom never stopped having those ticklefights. They were so much in love, still like schoolkids in their early 40's (why mom's death hit dad so hard...he's never been the same since 🙁 My sis and I were also tickled...by our parents (esp. mom), and our aunts and cousins...but nothing unusual...just typical teasing I remember fondly (nothing abusive or traumatizing).

The other thing that I belive made me into a tickle, and especially foot fetishist....growing up in Georgia, the girls and women I was around went barefoot all the time. Mom, sis, and my female cousins would kick off their shoes even in winter. The girls around our neighborhood were the same way, as were their mom's (as well as girls at school and church). They'd come to visit sis (or mom), and off their sandals or sneakers (socks too) would go....virtually all of them were very pretty, and most took good care of their feet (pedicures).

I've related the first time I discovered my fetishes was at age 11...and involved a pretty neighbor girl, a friend of my sister's named Tonya. She was a year younger than me, but even at 10, Tonya always had her cute little toenails painted "hotpink" (that color still drives me wild). Tonya was also blessed with a pair of the cutest and most ticklish feet I've ever seen. Sadly, her dad was transferred on his job, and she moved away from Atlanta two years later. Thankfully, by that time....there were plenty of other pretty and equally ticklish girls catching my eye 🙂

Well, there's my story....where I came from. Is my background typical or unusual for a tickler/ sometimes ticklee (anything for a pretty lady 😀

Thanks in Advance,
Perry

 

[Limeoutsider]

well, if youre asking us to share, why - I dont know when-young, and what, I have no idea

 

[KoocheeKoo]

I think this is an interesting post, but I am going to respectfully decline answering this one. You see, I once shared my fetish with someone that I cared about and trusted . . . only to have them turn around and try to convince me that my fetish originated from being sexually abused as a child. (This was, of course, entirely untrue.)

I know exactly what you mean....I've had several people blame my fetishes on the same thing - sexual abuse/ molestation as a child (including one especially nasty troll at the Mousepad a couple years ago 😡 ....and just as in your case, nothing could be farther from the truth. Up until my mom's death years after I discovered my fetishes, my childhood was about as safe and secure as they come....and extremely happy.

That's one reason I posted this....I'm certain many lurkers come to forums such as this one, sometimes guys under 21 who wonder (just as I did) why and how they became foot or tickling fetishist. Many have likely been reacted too very negatively when disclosing they had a foot or tickling fetish (just as I've been 🙁 ). This is the gospel truth....but few will probably believe it -- I'm about as vanilla as they come.....recently scored 93% on a 500 question internet "purity" quiz.

Since "coming out of the closet" and publicly disclosing my tickling fetish three months ago, I've had one former online friend tell me he'd be afraid for me to be around his wife or daughters (keep in mind we've never met....but before my admission, we were best friends....prayed for each other, and he wanted so badly to meet me; both of us science and weather enthusiasts since childhood). I told him to stop being so narrow minded....because I was, and always had been a perfect gentleman. If his wife or daughter broke down on the highway, he'd better HOPE I drove by...because I've always been honored to assist a lady in distress.

I may be a fetishist, but also have three younger sisters and a 9 year old niece I'd die to protect. I've always treated women with the same respect I want other guys to treat my female loved ones with (at age 42, still address all ladies as "ma'am", even the teenage cashiers at Kroger and Wal-Mart). Why? The same reason I address all men older than me as "sir"...it's the respect my mom and dad taught me to always show others.

 

[milagros317]

As far back as I can remember (which is to age 4), I have had a fascination with both tickling and female feet. At that age, I always wanted to tickle the feet of the little girl who lived next door to us (age 5) and to have her retaliate.

So I don't know when or why it began. 😀

 

[Tickler Bart]

It all began . . .

It all started whej I was about 5 years old.
I was watching a Popeye cartoon.
Olive Oyl was hanging off of the edge of an iron gurter of a building being constructed by her foot. Bluto peeled back the sole of her shoe & tickled her bare sole.
I pointed to the TV & yelled, "THAT'S FOR ME!"
I had no idea why, but I watched in fascination.
I didn't laugh at it. I LIKED it. ALOT!
It stuck in my head & it never left me.
I was like I found my true destiny before I understood any of it.

 

[mgctouch]

I don't know how old I was when I first discovered my love for tickling but I would guess that I was around 8 or nine years old at the time.

I don't even know how I came to have this "fetish" as I wasn't tickled all that often as a child but I did know that it felt good and it was fun when it happened.

I was, and to some extent still am, the shy, quiet respectful guy who was too afraid to broach the subject with anybody. I knew that I loved it but I was also aware that there were a lot of people who hated to be tickled.

As I grew up, I created my own "tickle challenges" - a simple thing where A willing friend and I would take turns tickling each other anywhere from 1 - 5 minutes on the feet, stomach, sides, armpits, and back.

My world turned upside down when I was exposed to the computer, the internet and the simple search "tickling". I have gone trhough a serious evolution in tickling and my preferences have changed quite a bit. Instead of being the simpleton who was quite content with my simplistic unrestrained tickle challenges, I have evolved into a man who loves to engage in hours of playful, erotic, restrained tickling. I love to tickle, and be tickled, with fingernails, feathers, soft paint brushes, and other wonderful toys.

I am able to seperate platonic tickling and sensual, erotic tickling and both are great.

The bottom line for me is to establish trust and respect with my tickle partners and to keep it fun for both of us, not just me.

Tickling is a big interest in my life and I am comforted to know that there are so many other people in this world with the same love of it.

 

[TickledToDeath]

Inborn.

Alwauys had it, always will. Every since I was about 5 my love of tickling and being tickled as well as seeing people getting tickled along with bare feet and other tickle parts has been with me forever.
Cannot geneticly explain why but a feeling is a feeling and if it feels good, do it and go with it..........why question it?

TTD

 

[chrisheaven]

agree with TTD- always seem to have had ut- don't know exactly when it began- but I go with it...harmless fun, really!

 

[Morning Angel]

Re: I don't have the same frame of reference most people here have.

I absolutely hated being tickled as a child.

Me too. I think it was my biggest fear, although looking back I realise I also had a strange fascination with it. One of your basic love-hate relationships. But one day when I was about 16 I was reading something that involved tickling and imagine how shocked I was to find myself aroused There was no going back after that.

 

[leafstk]

Yep, its pretty much something I've been fascinated with as far back as I can remember. Why? I'm not too sure. But certainly no regrets after finding you fine folks and the many friends I've made here.

I was fascinated by a child, and like the posters before me, I too hated, even feared to be tickled. But as I turned to adolescence, I found that it was simply a part of who I am. For what reason's? No idea. But I can't imagine life without it, LOL.

 

[leafstk]

LOL!!! That's fascinated AS a child, not BY a child, dear LORD! Sorry bout that.

 

[GEORGIATKLER]

I TOO GREW UP IN A CONSERVATIVE GEORGIA HOME. I ALWAYS ENJOYED FEMALE FEET AND TICKLING AS LONG AS I CAN REMEMBER. ONE OLDER PRETTY COUSIN WOULD ALWAYS KICKOFF HER SHOES INSIDE, EVEN IN WINTER. I ATTACHED THE SEXUAL LINK TO TICKLING DURING PUBERTY. THIS HAPPENED WHILE PLAYING "SPY" WITH THE NEIGHBORHOOD GIRLS & FEMALE COUSINS.

 

[kis123]

As a young girl, I was always heavy. I had a half-sister that didn't treat me as badly as the others. She introduced me into the world of tickling by sheer accident. We'd take turns exploring until we reached our teens, then she turned to the boys. I was still a chubby and awkward kid who didn't know how to gain male attention. With Twiggy being the national icon of the day (I'm sure I just gave away my age) I didn't stand a chance.

Many years went by and I kept my fetish a secret even from my husband because I didn't want to be labeled a freak. I met someone when I got separated and He totally understood me. He was stuck in a marriage where his love of tickling wasn't understood. We spent nearly three years together on and off until I realized that he suffered from Peter Pan syndrome and I'm too old to raise adult children. But I had a great time learning about myself and I needed him in my life during that time.

Now, the next tickle buddy that crosses my path is in serious trouble!!!😀 Between my last liason and my new friends at the TMF, I've taken my imagination to a new level. He will die happily at my tickling hands! What a way to go!!!!!!!😀 😀 😀

 

[leafstk]

As a young girl, I was always heavy. I had a half-sister that didn't treat me as badly as the others. She introduced me into the world of tickling by sheer accident. We'd take turns exploring until we reached our teens, then she turned to the boys. I was still a chubby and awkward kid who didn't know how to gain male attention. With Twiggy being the national icon of the day (I'm sure I just gave away my age) I didn't stand a chance.

Many years went by and I kept my fetish a secret even from my husband because I didn't want to be labeled a freak. I met someone when I got separated and He totally understood me. He was stuck in a marriage where his love of tickling wasn't understood. We spent nearly three years together on and off until I realized that he suffered from Peter Pan syndrome and I'm too old to raise adult children. But I had a great time learning about myself and I needed him in my life during that time.

Now, the next tickle buddy that crosses my path is in serious trouble!!!😀 Between my last liason and my new friends at the TMF, I've taken my imagination to a new level. He will die happily at my tickling hands! What a way to go!!!!!!!😀 😀 😀

Wowza! Thanks for sharing! 😀 I know I'd be in deep trouble

 

[KoocheeKoo]

Many years went by and I kept my fetish a secret even from my husband because I didn't want to be labeled a freak.

I know exactly how you felt....being from a "christian" home in the conservative south, I was so perplexed for many years, feeling guilty because of my fetish, wondering why I felt this way. I've probably thrown away my fetish magazines and photos a dozen times since 1974....out of fear I'd be seen as a pervert, or become a monster like those I saw on tv under arrest (like the infamous Atlanta foot stomper a few years ago 😱 I finally realized a couple years ago that I wasn't evil....but instead a good hearted gentleman; a law abiding citizen with no criminal record, and no reason to feel ashamed of something I discovered while just a boy, and had absolutely no control over.

Even though I've been visiting tickling sites for over four years, only in the past few months have I
"thrown off the shackles" and been more open, admitting I had fetishes (I became a member of the Mousepad about three years ago, but lied about my name and location in fear of being embarrassed if someone I knew recognized me). My admission cost me several friends, but I also was pleasantly surprised to find many other friends of mine also had foot and tickling fetishes and were happy I did also 🙂

 

[Knox The Hatter]

Great story, Perry. You're among friends here, and you never have to feel self-conscious about anything again...
This is another recurring thread...and it seems that none of the regulars here ever tire of offering their testimony...
It all started with me when I was three or four. I have a wonderful aunt, now living down in Florida, who used to joyously attack me during family get-togethers at my house. In those days, I became very, very conscious about when my aunt was in the happyfinger mode, and would hide when I thought she was ready to get me. Nothing bad, mind you, far from it...but boy, did she love to tickle ME!
After awhile, I would start tickling my friends, boys, girls, didn't matter. I loved doing it, I loved watching others do it. It wasn't until I was well into my teens that I discovered the sexual component involved. Since I always associated tickling with those magnificent outer appendages that we all have, it was no wonder that I became a foot guy, too.
I have a close friend I was in the Navy with who has the same tastes as I do. I have never, ever discussed it with him, would never dream of doing it, but I've seen him, and as you all know, we can spot one, can we? 😀
One time, I made the attempt to tickle his wife, a friendly poke, and man, he got all kinds of nervous...LOL
I really have no problem with this. I know others do, they would rather stick chopsticks far enough into their ears to shatter their eardrums than share this with anyone, but the truth is, I love it. No shame. Nothing brings me greater joy in life than to hear laughter ring out when my fingers apply themselves. Absolutely nothing. It's what I live for.

 

[Neutron]

Hell I Just Love Tickling Women..

Shape, size, color, creed doesn't matter. I love the sexual aspect but if she doesn't, then that's cool too.

So any Ohio or Michigan ladies, I'm open!! 🙂


Tron

 

[tklr5150]

Well, I was raised a poor black child......no, wait, I'm thinking of Steve Martin in "The Jerk"


Actually when I was in grade school tickling was the only way I knew how to flirt with girls (I was an early bloomer) and they always seemed to respond, so I guess I began to associate the two and when puberty hit, whammo! (Whammo being the official medical term used in the DSM-IV)

 

[ericr]

I have always liked being tickled by those who like me. I was mostly tickled for short periods of time on limited parts of the body when I was a kid. For instance, my grandfather would tickle my knees (I'm extrmely ticklish there) briefly each time I visited him. It was his way of giving me a loving hug.

I always knew that I was very ticklish from the brief tickles I received as a kid but it was not until I was a mature adult that I was restrained and tickled intensely all over. I found that I was even more ticklish than I thought. I also found that I was ticklish almost all over, not just the classic places such as the underarms, knees and feet.

I get tickled by my wife or by friends from time to time but it never seems like enough. I love it. I have also found as an adult that I am a very effective tickler, perhaps because I am so ticklish myself. I do a good job on turning the tables on those who tickle me and I have a good time doing it.

 

[drew70]

For me it must of started at a very early age, because I can't remember any time when I didn't attach a special significance to tickling. As a child, I was tickled often, particularly by females. Older sisters, their friends, girls at school, even certain teachers. During elementary school in the 1960's, I was victim to and witnessed many tickling scenes. Likewise, there were scenes on old TV shows that left me slackjawed...The Three Stooges, Mr Ed, and The Flintstones. Personally, I'm very happy with the cards dealt to me. Being a lee, I've found it's pretty easy to find women who will tickle. It doesn't cost them anything, and they enjoy it.

 

[blankpage]

I literally talked myself into the fetish. Read one tickle story, read everyone I could get my hands on, and all of a sudden, here I am! 🙂

 

[Mitchell]

I didnt realize my tickling was a "fetish" until I was in my 20s. For years, I had always looked at bare female feet, and found myself excited by them. I recall that when I was very young, I would often ask my sitters to smell their feet, (As gross and unappetizing as that sounds) and enjoy it. The first time I ever tickled seriously was when I was about 12 in summer camp. There were these two female couneslors, and we would tickle their feet anytime they were barefoot. This is the first time I truly recall of how excruiatingly ticklish people can be! Through the years after camp, I would often read articles about tickling in leg magazines, and find myself drawn to them. In 1997, I answered an ad in Leg Show magazine of a guy into tickling, and we became pen pals for 5 years. His name was Don Fraser, and I've mentioned him on here before. Don was into tickling, and after we became pen pals, I would often ask female letter pen pals "The Question" and report to Don about their answers. As I've posted on here before, Don died in July 2002, about a month before I found TMF. It was during the time that I read the articles in Leg magazines, and then while I was pals with Don, and asked so many female letter pen pals the question, that I realized how strong my fetish for tickling was. So, my tickle fetish was not realized until later, and came gradually, but I have loved female feet since childhood. That's my story.

Mitch

 

[leafstk]

sorry to hear about your friend Mitch 🙁 I didn't realize that