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It occurred before age four for me. My earliest memories, going back to age four, include wanting to tickle the bare feet of the girl next door (who was five) and to have her tickle me.
I started daydreaming about tickling my guy friends at age like, fourteen I think, but the feeling of butterflies when I was around tickling started when I was a little kid. I was fifteen or sixteen before I realized I wasn't the only one 😀
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My current boyfriend got me into it. I have always had a thing for feet and light bondage, so I was actually aware that tickling was a fetish and enjoyed occasional tickle material. Then, about five years ago, after several seemingly frivolous dates with a boy fresh out of high school, he confessed he had a foot and tickling fetish. I knew then I had to try it and after we took turns tickling each other and I was hooked. Now, I'm still with the same guy and I am more in love with him and tickling than I was five years ago 
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Okay, probably need a therapist to help me "remember" exactly how this went down, But.... I believe that I have memories as far back as two or three years old. Can't be sure But I seem to have this foggy but strangely complete memory of playing a tickle game with a babysitter. She pretended to be asleep on the couch And I would tickle her bare feet as they Hung over the end. She would exageratingly sit up And inquire to the room about Who was Tickling her feet. I honestly can't remember if she Was cute or had nice feet but the scenario is very reall to me. I'd even bet that as I find certain characteristics of feet very attractive that this imprinting was started was back with her feet. Weird but i think its been a blessing.
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Funny this should come up as I was just remembering the exact instant I internally realized just how much it was a part of me. The interest as an activity goes back to before I can remember, and carried through childhood as I was always tickling cousins, friends, and girls I would hang out with.. but the one instance that cinched it all together for me occurred in 8th grade.
It was gym day and the school's rules were that anybody who was unprepared for gym (as in didn't have gym clothes or sneakers) could not participate in the day's activities. That day softball was on the agenda, and there was a group of about 8 of us who had been told by the gym teacher that we were not playing and had to go sit on the sidewalk next to the gym doors of the school. It was late Spring and that was a shady spot, so it was comfortable.
The rest of the class headed over to the field. We were left mostly unsupervised to converse and horse around or do our classwork or whatever it was to occupy our time. One of my friends, Fred, was the guy who rarely participated in gym class so it was no surprise that he was among us. For me it happened once in a while. The surprise was the 2 fairly popular girls that were there. One girl, a girl I already had a minor crush on, was forbidden from playing because she was wearing sandals that day.
Her name was Brooke and her friend's name was Jaime. Brooke had slipped off her sandals and began to walk around in the grass barefoot, before deciding to sit on the sidewalk, cross-legged, just a few feet from me. Jaime was still walking around aimlessly, come to think of it she was prepared for gym and wearing sneakers but decided to be a good friend and stay out with Brooke (we were all pretty bored) but we all were conversing about whatever nonetheless.
Then, Brooke lies down on her back and straightens her legs out, feet pointed toward Fred and me.
I was not doing anything to make it obvious that I was noticing this and continued my conversation with Fred. Jaime, for some odd reason, decides to go over and sit on her friend Brooke, and she stayed there. Brooke didn't complain either. And the next thing I see is Fred reach over behind him and pick a blade of grass and proceed to drag it lazily along the bottom of Brooke's foot. Jaime asked her why she was laughing, to which she responds "Something's tickling my foot!" Fred continues, Jaime begins to smile and sort of tease her about how ticklish she is, saying something like "Brookie, it's only a piece of grass!" This tickling kept up for what seemed like minutes. I was paralyzed watching all of this unfold before my widened eyes. I couldn't believe it.
The girl's laughter was so musical and sweet and feminine, and she had such cute, tan feet with pink soles too, I was simply amazed. She protested very little, just kept laughing, only saying something like "I can't move!" and "It tickles! It tickles too much!" It was 1993 so the memory is a little fuzzy, but I'm pretty certain that at one point she was begging through her laughter "Please, my feet are too ticklish!" Keep in mind I already had a crush on her, well that went full-blown after this episode. I also discovered at that time that I had a sexual attraction to tickling that was involuntary. Luckily for me there was plenty of time for that situation to calm itself down before I actually had to get up and walk. I was lost in my own world for the next 2 weeks or so and my life was never the same since from that moment forward.
It was gym day and the school's rules were that anybody who was unprepared for gym (as in didn't have gym clothes or sneakers) could not participate in the day's activities. That day softball was on the agenda, and there was a group of about 8 of us who had been told by the gym teacher that we were not playing and had to go sit on the sidewalk next to the gym doors of the school. It was late Spring and that was a shady spot, so it was comfortable.
The rest of the class headed over to the field. We were left mostly unsupervised to converse and horse around or do our classwork or whatever it was to occupy our time. One of my friends, Fred, was the guy who rarely participated in gym class so it was no surprise that he was among us. For me it happened once in a while. The surprise was the 2 fairly popular girls that were there. One girl, a girl I already had a minor crush on, was forbidden from playing because she was wearing sandals that day.
Her name was Brooke and her friend's name was Jaime. Brooke had slipped off her sandals and began to walk around in the grass barefoot, before deciding to sit on the sidewalk, cross-legged, just a few feet from me. Jaime was still walking around aimlessly, come to think of it she was prepared for gym and wearing sneakers but decided to be a good friend and stay out with Brooke (we were all pretty bored) but we all were conversing about whatever nonetheless.
Then, Brooke lies down on her back and straightens her legs out, feet pointed toward Fred and me.
I was not doing anything to make it obvious that I was noticing this and continued my conversation with Fred. Jaime, for some odd reason, decides to go over and sit on her friend Brooke, and she stayed there. Brooke didn't complain either. And the next thing I see is Fred reach over behind him and pick a blade of grass and proceed to drag it lazily along the bottom of Brooke's foot. Jaime asked her why she was laughing, to which she responds "Something's tickling my foot!" Fred continues, Jaime begins to smile and sort of tease her about how ticklish she is, saying something like "Brookie, it's only a piece of grass!" This tickling kept up for what seemed like minutes. I was paralyzed watching all of this unfold before my widened eyes. I couldn't believe it.
The girl's laughter was so musical and sweet and feminine, and she had such cute, tan feet with pink soles too, I was simply amazed. She protested very little, just kept laughing, only saying something like "I can't move!" and "It tickles! It tickles too much!" It was 1993 so the memory is a little fuzzy, but I'm pretty certain that at one point she was begging through her laughter "Please, my feet are too ticklish!" Keep in mind I already had a crush on her, well that went full-blown after this episode. I also discovered at that time that I had a sexual attraction to tickling that was involuntary. Luckily for me there was plenty of time for that situation to calm itself down before I actually had to get up and walk. I was lost in my own world for the next 2 weeks or so and my life was never the same since from that moment forward.
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I always like threads like this - which is maybe why I post in them! I knew from an early age, four or five, that female stocking feet - never bare - made me feel all 'tingly'. I first saw female feet tickled in the David Copperfield/Catherine Bach magic trick where he sawed her in three (although the feet were obviously fake). However, the cheeky look on his face, her grin, her trapped 'feet' flailing around at his mercy as she laughed had an impact on six year old me.
The first time I got to tickle stocking feet was when I was 11, the recipient being my aunt. She's not ticklish, but likes to have her feet tickled as it relaxes her. As much as my aunt enjoyed it, I knew I was enjoying it in a different way. Feeling the material of her tights on my fingertips was delightful, and the tingly sensation I had before was increased big time. That's when I knew that tickling was even more fun than looking at stocking feet - as if there was any doubt!
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The first time I got to tickle stocking feet was when I was 11, the recipient being my aunt. She's not ticklish, but likes to have her feet tickled as it relaxes her. As much as my aunt enjoyed it, I knew I was enjoying it in a different way. Feeling the material of her tights on my fingertips was delightful, and the tingly sensation I had before was increased big time. That's when I knew that tickling was even more fun than looking at stocking feet - as if there was any doubt!
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I don't remember my exact age but I was pretty young when cartoon tickle torture scenes got me interested in ways I don't think the writers had in mind. Seeing my favorite cartoon girls in bare or stocking feet just made me wish someone would tickle them.
Then when I was a little older I would watch Hee Haw and the bare/stocking feet of those girls....Well lets just say I think they gave me an early start on puberty.
Then when I was a little older I would watch Hee Haw and the bare/stocking feet of those girls....Well lets just say I think they gave me an early start on puberty.
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As a kid, I was FASCINATED by my babysitter's reaction whenever I touched her feet. But, as a kid, it wasn't a sexual thing. When I was 16, I was watching a game show on my 13" B&W TV (1987) called Anything For Money. A woman was asked, in a shopping mall, if she would be willing to sit in a tickle torture chair so they can test it out for a fake Russian game show. The object of the real show was for the contestants to decide if she' do it and/or for how much. So she said yes and the guy tickled her. It wasn't great, by any means, but I remember getting up after the clip and seeing what had developed in my pants! That's when it clicked.
I was lucky enough to meet and date an older woman when I was 22 who was already very much into tickling and she "showed me the ropes".
I was lucky enough to meet and date an older woman when I was 22 who was already very much into tickling and she "showed me the ropes".
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For me, it was when I was 4 years old in preschool. The girl next to me would lift up her shirt and flash her belly at me on a regular basis. One day, she left her shirt up and I reached over and tickled her. She giggled and we both got in trouble.
I remember that as the moment that began my venture down this path of fascination of seeing and tickling the female midriff. It also helped having a girl across the street from me for most of my junior high & high school years who was a sucker for me tickling her.
I remember that as the moment that began my venture down this path of fascination of seeing and tickling the female midriff. It also helped having a girl across the street from me for most of my junior high & high school years who was a sucker for me tickling her.
I remember on my 7th birthday I tickled a girl briefly and thought nothing of it. I think for me the one moment that stands out was when for what ever reason I started tickling the barefeet of my uncle's gf. She eventually ran away or rather got away, and I remember going home thinking hmm why am I still thinking about that, and why do I want to tickle her again. As it happens I don't think I ever did get that chance.
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Well i use to tickle girls when I had crushes on them when I was little. Sometimes I over did it, because I would back them into a corner where no one knew where we were or could see us. Although I did get caught one time and put on time out cuz it was "inappropriate" so I was told at church. As I got older I kept doing it with little to no effect. Any girl that tickled me, I was drawn to, would dream of tickling them and sit near them just cause or try to tickle em. So, when I hit 13 my fetish seemed to get a little out of hand, girls were getting annoyed, parents thought I was possessed, and I got my own brother in trouble for the tickle vids and websites I was on. I knew something was wrong with me and I figure it would go away. I came on this site and other sites, but never entered the chatrooms or anything. I just kinda lurked among the forums and was amazed of all the people like me. I never really understood what a fetish was until I finally got my own computer and came onto a site called DevinantArt. It was a good cover up for my fetish and I found more people like me at a young age. So yeah I've had it a while, just never understood it till I was bout 13-15 year old.
I remember being four years old at day care one day, and it was nap time. The lights were off and we were all supposed to be asleep, but this girl I played with who had the cot next to mine was talking with me. I forget exactly what we were talking about, but I remember she plopped her socked foot onto my cot with a big smile on her face, and said "You look at my feet all day, do you like them?"
And so I tickled her foot lightly through her cotton sock and she tried really hard not to laugh too loudly, or else the teacher would've come in and given us a round scolding. As soon as I peeled the sweaty sock off her soft little foot she gasped and wiggled her toes, looking at me expectantly as my fingers began gliding up and down her arch. I think that stuck with me longer than almost anything else from my early childhood.
The bondage and stuff came into it when I was older, say eight or nine, from watching cartoons. When I was eleven I discovered erotic videos and artwork through the internet. Keep in mind, this was only 2005, so there wasn't a lot of high resolution stuff, but I remember stumbling upon Saudelli's work, and eventually C.A.B.'s work.
I got lucky in middle school and high school; I don't know if the girls I was involved with just REALLLY liked me, or were open-minded, or just liked tickling as well, but most of them would let me tie them up and tickle them as foreplay. One girl I dated off and on my freshman through junior year ran track and cross-country, so I think that's where I got my love for tickling female runners, especially on their feet.
I had an experience when I was a senior that made me obsessed with tickling older women as well. All-in-all, I had a lucky childhood.
And so I tickled her foot lightly through her cotton sock and she tried really hard not to laugh too loudly, or else the teacher would've come in and given us a round scolding. As soon as I peeled the sweaty sock off her soft little foot she gasped and wiggled her toes, looking at me expectantly as my fingers began gliding up and down her arch. I think that stuck with me longer than almost anything else from my early childhood.
The bondage and stuff came into it when I was older, say eight or nine, from watching cartoons. When I was eleven I discovered erotic videos and artwork through the internet. Keep in mind, this was only 2005, so there wasn't a lot of high resolution stuff, but I remember stumbling upon Saudelli's work, and eventually C.A.B.'s work.
I got lucky in middle school and high school; I don't know if the girls I was involved with just REALLLY liked me, or were open-minded, or just liked tickling as well, but most of them would let me tie them up and tickle them as foreplay. One girl I dated off and on my freshman through junior year ran track and cross-country, so I think that's where I got my love for tickling female runners, especially on their feet.
I had an experience when I was a senior that made me obsessed with tickling older women as well. All-in-all, I had a lucky childhood.
Apparently I did it backwards,... compared to most of you. At age 4 or 5 I was already mesmerized by purely foot fetish images and urges. But it wasn't until around age 7 or 8 that a buddy of mine made a casual reference to tickling a girl's foot and it suddenly dawned on me that this could be the way to actually get my hands on a girl's feet. Real eureka moment, you might say, and I immediately incorporated the notion into my quest.
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It was never off. Always loved it. I got into trouble a lot when we got internet. I still remember the first tickling pic i ever saw. I knew i wasnt alone. Thank you AOL 2.0
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when i was about 14 i moved in next door to a girl who always used to get people to tickle her
started off innocent enough until i started to fancy her like mad and it was an excuse to get to touch her
one day she noticed i was trying to hide my obvious arousal and she admitted she loved how i tickled her and it made her feel amazing, thats when she first let me make her orgasm
things escalated from there and needless to say after then tickling a girl has become highy sexual for me
started off innocent enough until i started to fancy her like mad and it was an excuse to get to touch her
one day she noticed i was trying to hide my obvious arousal and she admitted she loved how i tickled her and it made her feel amazing, thats when she first let me make her orgasm
things escalated from there and needless to say after then tickling a girl has become highy sexual for me
Age 8. Blonde teenage babysitter who love to tickle, to be tickled, and sunbathing in her bikini at the pool in our apartment complex. I used to sneak up on her and pounce, and I'm pretty sure she was never really surprised.
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My story starts so… wrong, in so many levels..
But I'll tell it anyway, because you asked 🙂
Well, my first tickling memory is from when I was in the kindergarden.. I definitely remember that one time, two kids took hold of a girl I chose and tickled her on the floor for few seconds. She got really red from laughter but when they stopped, my only comment was "why did you stop?? "
Other then that, when in my early a teenage, I experimented and developed that fantasy of tickling punishment for everyone who hurt me. It was silly, I was weak as a child and.. Tickling was my way, still my mind only, to be powerful.
And then, very late, at 16. I found that watching a woman get tickled, have a very different effect on my body.. And all hell broke loose 🙂
But I'll tell it anyway, because you asked 🙂
Well, my first tickling memory is from when I was in the kindergarden.. I definitely remember that one time, two kids took hold of a girl I chose and tickled her on the floor for few seconds. She got really red from laughter but when they stopped, my only comment was "why did you stop?? "
Other then that, when in my early a teenage, I experimented and developed that fantasy of tickling punishment for everyone who hurt me. It was silly, I was weak as a child and.. Tickling was my way, still my mind only, to be powerful.
And then, very late, at 16. I found that watching a woman get tickled, have a very different effect on my body.. And all hell broke loose 🙂
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Ditto!
