Getting back to my second live-in girlfriend, close out the memories on her......
1.) Tickling her throughout a New York to San Francisco plane flight......her giggling softly as I kept her on the edge. There was hardly anyone around other than some sleeping passengers scattered, it felt like we had the whole plane to ourselves. I used to even have a tape of this, me interviewing her on the plane and tickling her throughout. I stupidly erased it when we broke up. Anyways, it was very hot and sexy and there was lots of making out and probably an attempt at joining the Mile High Club, I can't remember......lol.
2.) One tape that I did retain was my ruse to have her overdub laughter on to a music track I was recording. I remember she was wearing her pink Betsy Johnson dress and white nylons. She set her feet in my lap and at the cue-point in the song I just dug my fingers into both soles, making her hysterical. Then I made her do it again. Fantastic laughter. Explosions of gorgeous, melodious ticklish laughter. I wish I could let you hear it!
3.) I have another tape of us hanging around the house, I'm laying down something on tape and she comes into the room, and we start talking. Always performing, I say "Tell the audience listening how ticklish you are." She solemnly says "I am very ticklish." "Really?" "Very ticklish." "Hmmmm. And where are you ticklish?" And really slowly, as if she's really got to think about it, she says....."I'mmmmmm tick-l-ish on my sides....." "Oh, you mean right here?" (giggling) "Yes!" (calms down). "Where else?". "Ummmm.....I'm ticklish under my arms...." (yelp, giggling) "Yup. Where else?" "Ummm....I'm ticklish on my stomach......" 'On your stomach, huh?" "Mmmmm-hmmmm......aaaaaand.....on the soles of my feet." "Ahhhh, I see." And we continue to horse around and talk and periodically giggling overtakes her. I wonder why! 😉
4.) There were also two more instances of other guys tickling her, one that I almost forgot! There were five of us and we had all taken acid. Way into the trip, after we'd peaked, but were still sparkly....At one point my girlfriend is barefoot, curled up in a chair, her feet on the armrest with her soles on display.
She's smiling talking to my friend, who is reclining on the couch, right in front of her soles. She's not thinking anything of it, she's just sitting there, smiling prettily, talking to my friend. From his perspective, he's confronted with a pretty girl smiling at him, with her soles directly in front of him......so, fascinated, like a cat with a string, he suddenly reached out and with one finger tickled her right in the middle of the sole. She immediately giggled out a beautiful, soft, surprised laugh and slightly withdrew her foot. Determined and smiling, he reached out and did it again, a one-finger flurry right in the center, causing a second,deeper laugh.
It was the prettiest tickle, that's the only way to describe it, she looked so pretty, before, during and after the tickle, and the giggling was just so sweet. That's the word I always think of when I remember this moment: it was the prettiest tickle.
I had been across the room, leaning in the archway.....and strangely enough, the other guy who was with us, sitting right next to them, observing, was someone I happen to know was a foot fetishist.....so he must have been in heaven! lol. I remember him having asked me previously about my gf and telling him that she loved having her feet played with but that she was too ticklish and couldn't take it. I remember him having this frozen smile on his face and nodding to me, lol. So I'm sure he was happy to have witnessed it for himself. Anyways...once again....a guy being bold, her boyfriend was right there! Blame it on the a-a-a-acid.
(Or maybe I hallucinated the whole thing, lol)
5.) The last one was towards the end, shortly before we broke up. At the time, our place was a zoo, it was a party house, it was the home base of our band, there was a weed dealer in the house.....there was ALWAYS someone there. I was living a life not unlike Eric Stoltz in "Pulp Fiction"!
One customer was a young lawyer, who was actually married. Married to a gorgeous girl, I might add. And he and I always got along great. But in my absence, he felt emboldened to violate the code of men, and maybe even his wedding vows! She had told me this story soon after it happened. But she had struggled telling me, even though she knew it would turn me on, I think she felt it was maybe a little "too close to home", literally. It happened in my home! But as soon as she started hesitantly bringing it up, and I knew what it was about, the forensic 'ler in me took over and, like reeling a fish in, I got the story out of her.
The guy had stopped over during the late morning, and there was just my girlfriend and her friend....the same friend from this blogpost, I might add! And, as befitted the salon atmosphere we cultivated, he sat down with the girls and packed some bong hits and had conversation.
Eventually he had to go and he stood up and shook hands with our female friend. But my girflriend at this point was laying on her back on the love seat, with her knees up. She didn't get up so he walked over to her but instead of shaking her hand......he buried his hand in her tummy, causing her shock and immediate laughter. It was a good quick tickle, a great one actually, all five fingers tickling. After she had squealed out her laugh and rolled around a second, he stopped, smiling, probably a little embarrassed at what he had just done and extended his hand out for real, which she shyly took and shook.
She said afterwards she felt charged from it, couldn't believe it had happened and that her and her friend gossiped about it.
******
In conclusion: Like all my girlfriends, she got tickled plenty, was a beautiful 'lee....and very indulgent about this thing. Unfortunately, relationship tickles tend to blend together and unless you write them down, they can be lost forever (that's been my experience anyways.).
One amazing thing that she used to do that got me hooked......on occasion, she'd start whispering in my ear during sex...recounting one of these memories, usually the train story. It's something I got hooked on, though I'm not sure how fun it is for the girl. But as a special treat from time to time....never expecting it.....awesome. But I got to like it so much that I would later get into trouble,with both her and my next girlfriend for requesting it. I understand now. Back then, I was selfish. But she was the one who got me started on that.
Anyways, not my favorite relationship, but definitely some of the wildest tickling experiences. Unbelievably, the next major girlfriend of my life was even wilder.
Here are the other blogposts about this girl:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry.php?6337-Prelude-Ticklish-Girlfriend-2
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry.php?6338-The-Weirdest-Tickling-Experience-Of-My-Life
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry.php?6339-The-Actress-Girlfriend-Tickled-onstage-every-night
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry....ng-quot-tickle-her-tickle-her-tickle-her-quot
1.) Tickling her throughout a New York to San Francisco plane flight......her giggling softly as I kept her on the edge. There was hardly anyone around other than some sleeping passengers scattered, it felt like we had the whole plane to ourselves. I used to even have a tape of this, me interviewing her on the plane and tickling her throughout. I stupidly erased it when we broke up. Anyways, it was very hot and sexy and there was lots of making out and probably an attempt at joining the Mile High Club, I can't remember......lol.
2.) One tape that I did retain was my ruse to have her overdub laughter on to a music track I was recording. I remember she was wearing her pink Betsy Johnson dress and white nylons. She set her feet in my lap and at the cue-point in the song I just dug my fingers into both soles, making her hysterical. Then I made her do it again. Fantastic laughter. Explosions of gorgeous, melodious ticklish laughter. I wish I could let you hear it!
3.) I have another tape of us hanging around the house, I'm laying down something on tape and she comes into the room, and we start talking. Always performing, I say "Tell the audience listening how ticklish you are." She solemnly says "I am very ticklish." "Really?" "Very ticklish." "Hmmmm. And where are you ticklish?" And really slowly, as if she's really got to think about it, she says....."I'mmmmmm tick-l-ish on my sides....." "Oh, you mean right here?" (giggling) "Yes!" (calms down). "Where else?". "Ummmm.....I'm ticklish under my arms...." (yelp, giggling) "Yup. Where else?" "Ummm....I'm ticklish on my stomach......" 'On your stomach, huh?" "Mmmmm-hmmmm......aaaaaand.....on the soles of my feet." "Ahhhh, I see." And we continue to horse around and talk and periodically giggling overtakes her. I wonder why! 😉
4.) There were also two more instances of other guys tickling her, one that I almost forgot! There were five of us and we had all taken acid. Way into the trip, after we'd peaked, but were still sparkly....At one point my girlfriend is barefoot, curled up in a chair, her feet on the armrest with her soles on display.
She's smiling talking to my friend, who is reclining on the couch, right in front of her soles. She's not thinking anything of it, she's just sitting there, smiling prettily, talking to my friend. From his perspective, he's confronted with a pretty girl smiling at him, with her soles directly in front of him......so, fascinated, like a cat with a string, he suddenly reached out and with one finger tickled her right in the middle of the sole. She immediately giggled out a beautiful, soft, surprised laugh and slightly withdrew her foot. Determined and smiling, he reached out and did it again, a one-finger flurry right in the center, causing a second,deeper laugh.
It was the prettiest tickle, that's the only way to describe it, she looked so pretty, before, during and after the tickle, and the giggling was just so sweet. That's the word I always think of when I remember this moment: it was the prettiest tickle.
I had been across the room, leaning in the archway.....and strangely enough, the other guy who was with us, sitting right next to them, observing, was someone I happen to know was a foot fetishist.....so he must have been in heaven! lol. I remember him having asked me previously about my gf and telling him that she loved having her feet played with but that she was too ticklish and couldn't take it. I remember him having this frozen smile on his face and nodding to me, lol. So I'm sure he was happy to have witnessed it for himself. Anyways...once again....a guy being bold, her boyfriend was right there! Blame it on the a-a-a-acid.
(Or maybe I hallucinated the whole thing, lol)
5.) The last one was towards the end, shortly before we broke up. At the time, our place was a zoo, it was a party house, it was the home base of our band, there was a weed dealer in the house.....there was ALWAYS someone there. I was living a life not unlike Eric Stoltz in "Pulp Fiction"!
One customer was a young lawyer, who was actually married. Married to a gorgeous girl, I might add. And he and I always got along great. But in my absence, he felt emboldened to violate the code of men, and maybe even his wedding vows! She had told me this story soon after it happened. But she had struggled telling me, even though she knew it would turn me on, I think she felt it was maybe a little "too close to home", literally. It happened in my home! But as soon as she started hesitantly bringing it up, and I knew what it was about, the forensic 'ler in me took over and, like reeling a fish in, I got the story out of her.
The guy had stopped over during the late morning, and there was just my girlfriend and her friend....the same friend from this blogpost, I might add! And, as befitted the salon atmosphere we cultivated, he sat down with the girls and packed some bong hits and had conversation.
Eventually he had to go and he stood up and shook hands with our female friend. But my girflriend at this point was laying on her back on the love seat, with her knees up. She didn't get up so he walked over to her but instead of shaking her hand......he buried his hand in her tummy, causing her shock and immediate laughter. It was a good quick tickle, a great one actually, all five fingers tickling. After she had squealed out her laugh and rolled around a second, he stopped, smiling, probably a little embarrassed at what he had just done and extended his hand out for real, which she shyly took and shook.
She said afterwards she felt charged from it, couldn't believe it had happened and that her and her friend gossiped about it.
******
In conclusion: Like all my girlfriends, she got tickled plenty, was a beautiful 'lee....and very indulgent about this thing. Unfortunately, relationship tickles tend to blend together and unless you write them down, they can be lost forever (that's been my experience anyways.).
One amazing thing that she used to do that got me hooked......on occasion, she'd start whispering in my ear during sex...recounting one of these memories, usually the train story. It's something I got hooked on, though I'm not sure how fun it is for the girl. But as a special treat from time to time....never expecting it.....awesome. But I got to like it so much that I would later get into trouble,with both her and my next girlfriend for requesting it. I understand now. Back then, I was selfish. But she was the one who got me started on that.
Anyways, not my favorite relationship, but definitely some of the wildest tickling experiences. Unbelievably, the next major girlfriend of my life was even wilder.
Here are the other blogposts about this girl:
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry.php?6337-Prelude-Ticklish-Girlfriend-2
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry.php?6338-The-Weirdest-Tickling-Experience-Of-My-Life
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry.php?6339-The-Actress-Girlfriend-Tickled-onstage-every-night
http://www.ticklingforum.com/entry....ng-quot-tickle-her-tickle-her-tickle-her-quot
