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whats the best true tickling experince u have ever had
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kingconan31
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Thank you I can't wait for those little piggies HAHAHAHA.
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kingconan31 said:
I remember putting the "six pack" and two fives up in college. The only six pack I do now is Pepsi...
Another quickie...
I'll provide another quickie true tickle...
My wife and I had moved into our new house and we were painting pretty much every room in the house...
Well at one point she was painting this area of trip near this banister and put her feet between the "slats" of the wood.
Well I was walking by with a can of paint and a paint brush full of paint...so I PAINTED her soles green...hehe.
I put down the can, held her ankle and "painted" her ticklish sole.
She laughed pretty good but said the paint killed the "brushy/tickly" feeling of the brush.
The real fun though came when I had to help her up and out of the banister and she was hopping to the bathroom to wash it off..
Of course I came to the rescue and washed all the paint off her soles...I also washed her other foot and legs just to make sure I got all the paint off 😉
She laughed like crazy when I washed off her soles with my fingers thought...she said later that with my fingers "squishing" though her toes made her really ticklish...
Of course after this revelation I started to add baby oil to our fun...OH does she HATE the 2 inch hair brush I bought...
😀
I'll provide another quickie true tickle...
My wife and I had moved into our new house and we were painting pretty much every room in the house...
Well at one point she was painting this area of trip near this banister and put her feet between the "slats" of the wood.
Well I was walking by with a can of paint and a paint brush full of paint...so I PAINTED her soles green...hehe.
I put down the can, held her ankle and "painted" her ticklish sole.
She laughed pretty good but said the paint killed the "brushy/tickly" feeling of the brush.
The real fun though came when I had to help her up and out of the banister and she was hopping to the bathroom to wash it off..
Of course I came to the rescue and washed all the paint off her soles...I also washed her other foot and legs just to make sure I got all the paint off 😉
She laughed like crazy when I washed off her soles with my fingers thought...she said later that with my fingers "squishing" though her toes made her really ticklish...
Of course after this revelation I started to add baby oil to our fun...OH does she HATE the 2 inch hair brush I bought...
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Now that was a cute story.
My best tickling experience? It's a four-way tie . . .
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=42942
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=41778
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=37431
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=35747
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=42942
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=41778
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=37431
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=35747
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hey guys
awesome stories everyone lets keep this thread marhcing on we are cling in on 100 post our first mile stone
awesome stories everyone lets keep this thread marhcing on we are cling in on 100 post our first mile stone
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partial
This story is now complete. Just click the link below to read it.
AUNT SARAH: Spring Break
P.S. I found a magazine photo that truly reminds me of Sarah (again, it's not a photo of her... just a woman who looks similar). I posted that on my web page as well.
This story is now complete. Just click the link below to read it.
AUNT SARAH: Spring Break
P.S. I found a magazine photo that truly reminds me of Sarah (again, it's not a photo of her... just a woman who looks similar). I posted that on my web page as well.
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..... annnnnd?
Sorry, I've got no foresight and have no idea about what plans you are talking about.... so you can't stop the story quite yet...
Sorry, I've got no foresight and have no idea about what plans you are talking about.... so you can't stop the story quite yet...
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sorry guys
I'm on a business trip and my schedule is tight. I hope I can post the rest very soon.
I'm on a business trip and my schedule is tight. I hope I can post the rest very soon.
Aunt Story
Now,some background information.My aunt was my first indulgence in my stocking foot fetish when I was 11 years old. She loves her feet being tickled, and so I was in wonderland, as I'm sure you can imagine! I still get to tickle her feet now, which is great!!! Hope you enjoy the story....
It was the festive period, 1999, when this took place, and it had been about just over a year since I'd last seen my aunt, who would have been in her mid 50's at this point. I feel that some background information is initially required. When I'd last seen her, the summer of 1998, I'd given her bare feet a few tickles, as well as one on her tummy, that caused her to flinch!! The time before that was Xmas 1996, where I'd seen her stocking feet in black tights for the first time (a dream come true, believe me!!), and I'd given them the occassional massage and tickle. Hell, during Xmas dinner, we even had a game of footsie under the table!!! My aunt had started it, by moving her toes up and down against mine. I tentatively returned it, by moving my foot up against her instep, and then she followed that up by moving her whole foot onto mine!! I was tense yet excited, but didn't do anything to follow it up in case I got caught. That was the last time I'd played with her stocking feet.
Until now.
The night before it happened, I was on the floor, sitting in between her legs. She had her hands on my shoulders, and began to lightly stroke them for me. I returned the favor by gently rubbing her socked feet (this is with a fair few people in the room!!). After a few minutes of doing this, I pulled her socks off, to reveal some gorgeous chocloate brown stocking feet, which I began tickling, massaging and stroking, while she carried on talking, but I knew she was enjoying it all the time, as her feet were gently bobbing and twitching up and down. This carried on for about 10 minutes or so, and then we all went to bed. I knew that I'd want to get her feet again, but wondered when I'd get the chance to do so. After all, it was quite a crowded house, with 7 of us there altogether. I'd have to wait and see.
The following night, everyone went out to see a marching Highland Band (I should point out that I was in Scotland!), everyone except for me, my mum and my aunt. We all stayed in drinking, talking and watching tv, and my mum soon fell asleep on the sofa, leaving me alone with my aunt. Now, I should also point out that I told my aunt about my love of stocking feet when I was about 14, so she knows that I enjoy playing with her feet as much as she loves having them tickled!! So, anyway, we were both sitting there, watching TV in silence, both of us probably knowing what was about to happen, but waiting for the other one to make the move.
I made the first move.
I purposely moved my left foot upward so that I was touching my aunt's stocking sole with my toes, and began moving my foot up and down. My aunt was wearing a red jumper, black trousers and black tights. She laughed, and gently kicked my foot away. I tried again, and this time she offered no resistance, so I continued to play footsie with her for about five minutes, then sat down in front of her and began lightly tickling her feet. She broke out into a big grin, and flopped back into the chair. I went over her toes, her ankles, her insteps and soles, her entire foot, maybe one, maybe both. This continued for about twenty minutes or so. I then had an idea, and idea to make this perfect, to fulfill one of my fantasies. I got up from the floor, leaving my aunt's feet dangling in the air. I then grabbed her feet and pulled them onto my lap, gazing at her stocking soles all the time, my aunt loving every second of this wonderful tickling her nephew was giving her. I masaged her toes, just looking from her state of bliss to her beautiful stocking feet, 13 years of fantasy coming to life!!!
After a while, say about another half an hour, we both decided that we wanted a drink, so my aunt went to fix a couple. I was in a mischievious mood (well, I think another way to describe it is rapture, enchantment, wonderland etc etc!!), and followed her into the kitchen. While she was at the sink, I gave her heels a little tickle, and also another one around her sides and tummy. She laughed again, and told me to sit down. I went back into the front room and waited for my drink, still buzzing after the last hour or so of tickling. She returned with the drinks, and to my disappointment, sat down and watched the telly!!! After all we'd been through as well!! So, I once again moved my foot over to hers, and this time she gave me a harder kick, but still a jokey one. So, I did it again.
Once again, she didn't resist, and swung her legs over onto mine!
I began on her feet again, and began to focus on her ankles, just tickling her under the hem of her trousers. Suddenly, something inside of me felt very brave, and I began to wonder what it would be like to tickle her stocking legs. I asked her if she'd like to have her legs tickled. She nodded yes, and I slowly began to move my hands up her trouser legs, gently tickling her stocking knees, her stocking calf muscles and her stocking thighs. This felt wonderful, this sensation of female stocking legs at my fingertips!! My aunt was by now completely entranced by the tickling, and so I carried on, moving back down to her feet as well, continuing to alternate for about half an hour or so. Eventually, I had to stop, as I didn't want to push my luck, or get caught when everybody came back. However, I know that this experience will stay with me for the rest of my life, and if I ever get to top it, then I'll be one lucky man!!!
Hope you all enjoyed it, and weren't to freaked/grossed out. I've said this story before, and got all sorts of abuse (and praise, to be fair) for my efforts. Ah, well, if they can't handle it....f*ck 'em!!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
Now,some background information.My aunt was my first indulgence in my stocking foot fetish when I was 11 years old. She loves her feet being tickled, and so I was in wonderland, as I'm sure you can imagine! I still get to tickle her feet now, which is great!!! Hope you enjoy the story....
It was the festive period, 1999, when this took place, and it had been about just over a year since I'd last seen my aunt, who would have been in her mid 50's at this point. I feel that some background information is initially required. When I'd last seen her, the summer of 1998, I'd given her bare feet a few tickles, as well as one on her tummy, that caused her to flinch!! The time before that was Xmas 1996, where I'd seen her stocking feet in black tights for the first time (a dream come true, believe me!!), and I'd given them the occassional massage and tickle. Hell, during Xmas dinner, we even had a game of footsie under the table!!! My aunt had started it, by moving her toes up and down against mine. I tentatively returned it, by moving my foot up against her instep, and then she followed that up by moving her whole foot onto mine!! I was tense yet excited, but didn't do anything to follow it up in case I got caught. That was the last time I'd played with her stocking feet.
Until now.
The night before it happened, I was on the floor, sitting in between her legs. She had her hands on my shoulders, and began to lightly stroke them for me. I returned the favor by gently rubbing her socked feet (this is with a fair few people in the room!!). After a few minutes of doing this, I pulled her socks off, to reveal some gorgeous chocloate brown stocking feet, which I began tickling, massaging and stroking, while she carried on talking, but I knew she was enjoying it all the time, as her feet were gently bobbing and twitching up and down. This carried on for about 10 minutes or so, and then we all went to bed. I knew that I'd want to get her feet again, but wondered when I'd get the chance to do so. After all, it was quite a crowded house, with 7 of us there altogether. I'd have to wait and see.
The following night, everyone went out to see a marching Highland Band (I should point out that I was in Scotland!), everyone except for me, my mum and my aunt. We all stayed in drinking, talking and watching tv, and my mum soon fell asleep on the sofa, leaving me alone with my aunt. Now, I should also point out that I told my aunt about my love of stocking feet when I was about 14, so she knows that I enjoy playing with her feet as much as she loves having them tickled!! So, anyway, we were both sitting there, watching TV in silence, both of us probably knowing what was about to happen, but waiting for the other one to make the move.
I made the first move.
I purposely moved my left foot upward so that I was touching my aunt's stocking sole with my toes, and began moving my foot up and down. My aunt was wearing a red jumper, black trousers and black tights. She laughed, and gently kicked my foot away. I tried again, and this time she offered no resistance, so I continued to play footsie with her for about five minutes, then sat down in front of her and began lightly tickling her feet. She broke out into a big grin, and flopped back into the chair. I went over her toes, her ankles, her insteps and soles, her entire foot, maybe one, maybe both. This continued for about twenty minutes or so. I then had an idea, and idea to make this perfect, to fulfill one of my fantasies. I got up from the floor, leaving my aunt's feet dangling in the air. I then grabbed her feet and pulled them onto my lap, gazing at her stocking soles all the time, my aunt loving every second of this wonderful tickling her nephew was giving her. I masaged her toes, just looking from her state of bliss to her beautiful stocking feet, 13 years of fantasy coming to life!!!
After a while, say about another half an hour, we both decided that we wanted a drink, so my aunt went to fix a couple. I was in a mischievious mood (well, I think another way to describe it is rapture, enchantment, wonderland etc etc!!), and followed her into the kitchen. While she was at the sink, I gave her heels a little tickle, and also another one around her sides and tummy. She laughed again, and told me to sit down. I went back into the front room and waited for my drink, still buzzing after the last hour or so of tickling. She returned with the drinks, and to my disappointment, sat down and watched the telly!!! After all we'd been through as well!! So, I once again moved my foot over to hers, and this time she gave me a harder kick, but still a jokey one. So, I did it again.
Once again, she didn't resist, and swung her legs over onto mine!
I began on her feet again, and began to focus on her ankles, just tickling her under the hem of her trousers. Suddenly, something inside of me felt very brave, and I began to wonder what it would be like to tickle her stocking legs. I asked her if she'd like to have her legs tickled. She nodded yes, and I slowly began to move my hands up her trouser legs, gently tickling her stocking knees, her stocking calf muscles and her stocking thighs. This felt wonderful, this sensation of female stocking legs at my fingertips!! My aunt was by now completely entranced by the tickling, and so I carried on, moving back down to her feet as well, continuing to alternate for about half an hour or so. Eventually, I had to stop, as I didn't want to push my luck, or get caught when everybody came back. However, I know that this experience will stay with me for the rest of my life, and if I ever get to top it, then I'll be one lucky man!!!
Hope you all enjoyed it, and weren't to freaked/grossed out. I've said this story before, and got all sorts of abuse (and praise, to be fair) for my efforts. Ah, well, if they can't handle it....f*ck 'em!!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
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Great story, Smash. I've said it before... you are one lucky dude to have an aunt who enjoys being tickled! *sigh* I can only wish I did!
Reflex - glad things have improved enough for you to be taking business trips but let's not confuse our priorities... please finish the story, you tease!
Thanks both of you for taking the time to post and share with the rest of us.
Reflex - glad things have improved enough for you to be taking business trips but let's not confuse our priorities... please finish the story, you tease!
Thanks both of you for taking the time to post and share with the rest of us.
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great stories
awesome smash nad reflex lovly lovly stuff cant wait til we hear the rest
but with all this aunt stuff i tihnk it jogs my memory about a good one i had with my aunt. my aunt angela was on of them women that made oyur head spin. she was about 5'8 135 pounds and had size 8 feet. she was married to my uncle in the 1990. i was about 10 at the time and she had dark hair and jsut a beautiful comepletion maybe just a little pale but still great. weel in 1994 she was probably around 30 at the time we all had thanksgiving dinner together. i was 14 and she was maybe 34 i had never actaully tikcled her feet myself and i knew for a fact she wasnt ticklish anywhere else but i had hear my uncle say her feet where sensitve.so me nad her had got done eating everyone else had gone to sometinhg i cnat really remember and told us that they would be bakc in aobut 2 hours so we sat there and tried to kill time watchin tv. well we where on the couch when she decided to swing her feet up on to it and lay down. bad idea on her part this left her vanurable with her thick balck socks on. so i decided to get brave and take her foot and place it on my lap i placed it in my lap and she shifted her body to her her side adn placed the other on on top of the one i ahd grabed she said do u mind rubbing my feet with my socks on. i told her no not at all. and i then asked if she wanted her socks to be taken off . she said no thats alright jsut rub with them on. i started to rub and probably did so for aobut 5 minutes when i noticed that my time was running short and i wasnt gonna get to tickle her bare feet. so i slided one leg of the top of hers and leg locked them she locked and at me with a puzzled look and asked what was goin on as i tugged her sock off he right foot i said notihn really and began tickling her foot she started wiglging her feet and a big girn came acorrs her face. after that i pulled of fhte other sock and decide it was time to get alittle more serouis and started to torture her bare trapped soles. she endup screaming and pleading for hte next ten mintues when i dicided i sohuld let her go she punch me in hte arm and said that tickled nad sat up i then went bakc for her feet and tried ot tickle some more but she got them away from me. that was pretty much the whole story
awesome smash nad reflex lovly lovly stuff cant wait til we hear the rest
but with all this aunt stuff i tihnk it jogs my memory about a good one i had with my aunt. my aunt angela was on of them women that made oyur head spin. she was about 5'8 135 pounds and had size 8 feet. she was married to my uncle in the 1990. i was about 10 at the time and she had dark hair and jsut a beautiful comepletion maybe just a little pale but still great. weel in 1994 she was probably around 30 at the time we all had thanksgiving dinner together. i was 14 and she was maybe 34 i had never actaully tikcled her feet myself and i knew for a fact she wasnt ticklish anywhere else but i had hear my uncle say her feet where sensitve.so me nad her had got done eating everyone else had gone to sometinhg i cnat really remember and told us that they would be bakc in aobut 2 hours so we sat there and tried to kill time watchin tv. well we where on the couch when she decided to swing her feet up on to it and lay down. bad idea on her part this left her vanurable with her thick balck socks on. so i decided to get brave and take her foot and place it on my lap i placed it in my lap and she shifted her body to her her side adn placed the other on on top of the one i ahd grabed she said do u mind rubbing my feet with my socks on. i told her no not at all. and i then asked if she wanted her socks to be taken off . she said no thats alright jsut rub with them on. i started to rub and probably did so for aobut 5 minutes when i noticed that my time was running short and i wasnt gonna get to tickle her bare feet. so i slided one leg of the top of hers and leg locked them she locked and at me with a puzzled look and asked what was goin on as i tugged her sock off he right foot i said notihn really and began tickling her foot she started wiglging her feet and a big girn came acorrs her face. after that i pulled of fhte other sock and decide it was time to get alittle more serouis and started to torture her bare trapped soles. she endup screaming and pleading for hte next ten mintues when i dicided i sohuld let her go she punch me in hte arm and said that tickled nad sat up i then went bakc for her feet and tried ot tickle some more but she got them away from me. that was pretty much the whole story
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coome on everyone
need more stories
need more stories
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As promised... Aunt Sarah
Things have been busy and it took time to finish this. It involves Aunt Sarah, the woman I mentioned previously. The story is long enough that I didn’t want to post it here.
Just click the link below to read the story.
AUNT SARAH: Spring Break
By the way, I found a magazine photo that truly reminds me of Sarah (again, it's not a photo of her... just a woman who looks similar). I posted that on my web page as well.
Things have been busy and it took time to finish this. It involves Aunt Sarah, the woman I mentioned previously. The story is long enough that I didn’t want to post it here.
Just click the link below to read the story.
AUNT SARAH: Spring Break
By the way, I found a magazine photo that truly reminds me of Sarah (again, it's not a photo of her... just a woman who looks similar). I posted that on my web page as well.
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???
Where is everyone? Keep the thread going.
Where is everyone? Keep the thread going.
Gotta add one more
Earlier in this thread I posted four links as my answer to the question. Having just had another great session with Mistress Kassandra, I must add this: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=43721
Earlier in this thread I posted four links as my answer to the question. Having just had another great session with Mistress Kassandra, I must add this: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?threadid=43721
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Thanks
Thanks Em Es. It's nice to see yet another person contributing to the thread. 🙂
Thanks Em Es. It's nice to see yet another person contributing to the thread. 🙂
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Wooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaa
Great story ems and reflex i loved them very much now everyone pull otu ur stories
Great story ems and reflex i loved them very much now everyone pull otu ur stories
