When I was very young, I realised that I had a thing for stocking feet. Obviously, I didn't know that it would later become a fetish, but from the age of around five whenever I'd see women in stocking feet - be it in real life or on television - I'd always get a warm, fluttery feeling in my tummy. I think that my tickling fetish is a natural extension of that; I remember seeing the magician David Copperfield tickling the stocking soles (albeit fake) of Catherine Bach when he sawed her in half (this was about 1983), and realised then that I also enjoyed seeing her helpless desperation and giggling when she was tickled.
My first actual tickling experience came when I was 11; I discovered from my grandmother that my aunt liked having her feet massaged and tickled as it relaxed her, and one holiday my sister began to tickle my aunt's stocking feet. My aunt didn't complain so I joined in, and for the rest of the holiday I'd sneak peeks at her stocking feet and tickle them when I could (to which my aunt never objected). Although I still didn't fully understand it, I enjoyed the pleasure of the tickling, the feel of my aunt's stocking feet and also seeing that my aunt enjoyed it. Since then, I've always enjoyed massaging and tickling stocking feet, but also tickling sides, armpits, knees etc.
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