"Worst" Tickling Experience: All About The Feet

[ticklishmikey]

A simple question: What's the "worst" you've ever been tickled on your feet? I use "worst" loosely. Perhaps I should say "most intense foot tickling".

My story:
So, I had a crush on someone, let's call her Delilah, in 2013. We had a short tickle session on her bondage bed. Her being more of a submissive, I was surprised she expressed a desire to tickle me after I had worked her over. So... lol... this girl got overexcited, apparently, and didn't finish restraining me (she left an arm uncuffed) before jumping on my feet. It could not have lasted more than a minute or two, but I... freaking.... lost it! I tried to scream "stop" and she heard me, but she made it clear she would only stop if I safe-worded; her amused tone of voice saying "Say Penguin and I will stop". I swear I basically turned to a pile of laughing mush when she said that. I couldn't hear anything anymore, I couldn't form a coherent thought, I just lost it. Like I said it only lasted a minute or two, but she stopped. She told me much later on in the evening that I got so loud and high pitched it scared her. Lol. But she allowed me to calm down for a bit when she stopped. She playfully called me a wuss and played with my tummy for about 10 minutes before letting me up. But I remember that like it was yesterday. She only used her fingers (fingers work best on me anyway), she doesn't have long manicured nails, but I swear when she tickled my feet I immediately went to hell/heaven. It was wild. Lol.

Ok. You're turn ladies and gents! Share your story!

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[Jelly Bean]

It was before I realised I was really into tickling. I was sat on by two guy friends while laying face down on the couch. One on my back and the other on my legs. Me knees were bent with the top of my feet on the arm rest of the couch. Once my ankles were held I was completely immobilised with my soles up. The guy sat on my legs held one of my ankles down and proceeded to tickle the shit out of that foot with light strokes. It lasted probably about five minutes but it was continuous tickling with no breaks and it was like torture. They were casually talking with each other while one of them was making me go into silent laughter. I could only get out “please I can’t breathe” a few times but he ignored and just continued until I had tears flowing. I never went barefoot at a house gathering with these guys again haha.

 

[ticklishmikey]

It was before I realised I was really into tickling. I was sat on by two guy friends while laying face down on the couch. One on my back and the other on my legs. Me knees were bent with the top of my feet on the arm rest of the couch. Once my ankles were held I was completely immobilised with my soles up. The guy sat on my legs held one of my ankles down and proceeded to tickle the shit out of that foot with light strokes. It lasted probably about five minutes but it was continuous tickling with no breaks and it was like torture. They were casually talking with each other while one of them was making me go into silent laughter. I could only get out “please I can’t breathe” a few times but he ignored and just continued until I had tears flowing. I never went barefoot at a house gathering with these guys again haha.

Lol. Or did you? Lol. Thanks for sharing!

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[Luv2Tickle88]

For four glorious years, I was involved with a young lady who seemed to enjoy all the furtive tickle attempts I'd made on her feet before we actually got together. When I finally took the plunge and gave her feet a far longer, more intensive session...I couldn't have asked for a better time. She giggled and laughed the whole time and never stopped me or fought me off even once (she did lift her feet off my lap for about half a minute at one point...but that was it!). After a few fantastic follow-up moments in the time that followed, she simply asked if I also enjoyed having my feet tickled and I assured her I absolutely did. Once she figured out how ticklish my feet are and saw how much I truly enjoy it, it wasn't too long before we'd tickle each other's feet on a daily basis. The time she got me 'the worst' (which is to say...was THE BEST!!!) was the day she tickled me on every single ticklish spot she could find....literally....head to toes. I was already wracked and knackered from so much laughing...then, when she got to my feet, she straddled my lower legs closest to my heels and set all ten of her fingers (all of which had more than adequate nail growth) completely and utterly loose on them and turned me completely out. If my laughter wasn't booming throughout the room, it was silent...leaving me to struggle to catch that coveted gasp of air and fill the room again and again with each successive blast...if all that weren't enough...halfway through this glorious session, she helped to elicit a very intense orgasm (it wasn't the first of its kind either!!!), and afterward; it just tickled even MORE...by the time she stopped (as I wasn't prone to give up or give in due to how much I love that), I was exhausted as I was exhilarated. There were more than several other sessions akin to this later on...but that was the first, real 'going to town' moment she had with me...and I loved every blessed second of it!!