pearcharleston
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*Note: I’m a moron and can’t for the life of me attach pictures of this encounter on this thread. So if you want to check out pics they are on my profile.*
Hello my TMF friends! I hope you are all doing well during these holiday times. I wanted to share with you good folks about some recent experiences I had with my mobile dungeon. That’s right! My mobile dungeon. And I’d wager most of you have a sturdy, capable mobile dungeon as well. I’d like to share my experience of tickling a fellow kinkster in my car. For years I’ve stupidly only used my car to get to places around the country. What a waste! This whole time I’ve essentially been sitting in a space designed for bondage. But thanks to some wonderful videos (Thank you French Tickling) I was inspired to see just how useful a car could be during a play session.
I had been talking to a beautiful and wonderfully curious woman on Fetlife for several months. She is a professional woman in her late 40s who had recently discovered kink and was interested in trying out all sorts of new things. I explained to her our lovely tickling fetish and she was intrigued to give it a go. So we made plans to meet up at a local coffee shop to ensure neither of us were crazy and/or too weird. The night before we met I sent her a picture from a tickling video of a woman who had her barefeet locked in the headrest of a car. I said “Hey if our coffee date goes well then you can try this out!” She only replied with a “haha.”
Luckily for me I remembered to blink occasionally to demonstrate my completely sane and normal behavior. So she thought I was cool enough and we totally hit it off. She really is a cool woman. In her professional capacity she’s the kind of person who gets briefed a fair amount and has to make decisions, and you can tell she’s used to being in charge. She was a little dynamite ball of beauty, positivity, and confidence. As soon as we met she flexed her arm and told me to feel how strong she is. And she was! I was immediately tempted to sneak in a quick armpit poke but I figured that would be too much too soon. We got our coffees and found a somewhat isolated spot outside to chat.
She dove into her kink background and it was fun to hear about her evolution. I really do love hearing how different folks got into their kink journeys, and after several decades in a vanilla marriage she was single and looking to make up for lost time. I did most of the listening while she did most of the talking. The entire time I kept glancing at her feet. She was wearing jeans with flip flops, which is an outfit that I find very hot. I wanted to flat out ask her if she was interested in trying out the headrest stocks in my car, but I was nervous about how she’d respond.
After about an hour of talking, I told her that I had to leave for a meeting later that afternoon. But, if she was interested in trying out the stocks like the picture I sent, let me know and we’ll make it happen right now. Her eyes got REALLY big and she said “you are serious?!” I told her absolutely I’m serious, and that I’m heading to my car and driving to the far end of the parking lot where we’d have more privacy. I told her don’t worry if she isn’t ready yet. But if she is then she can park next me.
She just started giggling and said “what? Really?!” over and over again. I got up, pointed out which car was mine, and proceeded to walk back to my car without even glancing back to see if she was following. I slowly navigated to a section that was clear of other cars and waited.
She immediately pulled up right next to me with a big smile on her face. She got out of the car muttering “I can’t believe I’m doing this” over and over again. I escorted her to the backseat and told her to sit behind the drivers seat. I then got into the front passenger seat and removed the headrest from the drivers seat. I told her to put her feet up, and she immediately complied. I then clamped the headrest down on her ankles, and just like that I had a beautiful, elegant pair of barefeet at my mercy.
I took out some bondage tape and taped her big toes together. She gasped and said “Oh my God, I LOVE having my toes bound.” Then I broke out the baby oil and lathered it all over her feet.
There’s that incredible moment in a play session when you’ve completed the bondage but haven’t started the tickling yet. I love that moment. So full of hope and promise. And my goodness, she did not disappoint.
She had her eyes closed in the backseat with a smile fixed on her face. I asked if she was ready and she could only do a quick nod. As soon as I started to slowly trace my fingers over her bare soles, she grimaced and looked like she was holding in her breathe. This lasted for about 10 seconds or so, until I finally asked “now, are you ticklish?” For whatever reason that broke down the barrier and she threw her head back and laughed out loud hysterically and repeatedly hit her fists on the seat.
I had never tickled anyone publicly before, and I was acutely aware of everyone around us. There were people parking close to us, but thankfully they were lost in their own little worlds and had no idea a professional woman was being mercilessly tickle tortured on her barefeet by a tickling enthusiast right next to them.
This woman had some VERY ticklish feet. And oh so smooth. At no point did she ever ask me to stop. The only intelligible words she would muster was something like “no no no no!!!” over and over. Other than that it was just pure, incredible laughter.
When I switched to the brush her laugh turned into a scream which turned into silent laughter. It was beautiful. And the headrests worked better than any kind of professionally made stocks I could purchase. Her feet were going nowhere. She was absolutely immobilized, and there was nothing she could do to stop me from exploring and tickling her bare soles.
Eventually a cop parked a few spots away and my paranoia prevailed. So I removed the toe tie, unclamped the headrest and let her feet out. She let her feet collapse and just lay there breathing heavily and giggling. I got out of the car, went around the other side and opened her door. She struggled to get her flip flops back on, but when she finally did she gave me a long, hard hug that lasted over 30 seconds. When she broke the hug she said that experience was amazing and that she feels like she’s on a high. She asked when we could meet again, and then gave me another hug.
We did meet up for a second time, this time in a more private area. She wore a tank top and I tied her arms above her head to focus on her armpits. And damn…this woman had the most ticklish armpits I’ve ever touched in my entire life. She simply melted when I dragged my fingers in and around her helpless armpits. It was purely heaven.
I’m an idiot and I’ve had the most difficult time trying to attach pics to this thread, but I have some pictures on my profile here. So check them out and let me know what you think!
Hello my TMF friends! I hope you are all doing well during these holiday times. I wanted to share with you good folks about some recent experiences I had with my mobile dungeon. That’s right! My mobile dungeon. And I’d wager most of you have a sturdy, capable mobile dungeon as well. I’d like to share my experience of tickling a fellow kinkster in my car. For years I’ve stupidly only used my car to get to places around the country. What a waste! This whole time I’ve essentially been sitting in a space designed for bondage. But thanks to some wonderful videos (Thank you French Tickling) I was inspired to see just how useful a car could be during a play session.
I had been talking to a beautiful and wonderfully curious woman on Fetlife for several months. She is a professional woman in her late 40s who had recently discovered kink and was interested in trying out all sorts of new things. I explained to her our lovely tickling fetish and she was intrigued to give it a go. So we made plans to meet up at a local coffee shop to ensure neither of us were crazy and/or too weird. The night before we met I sent her a picture from a tickling video of a woman who had her barefeet locked in the headrest of a car. I said “Hey if our coffee date goes well then you can try this out!” She only replied with a “haha.”
Luckily for me I remembered to blink occasionally to demonstrate my completely sane and normal behavior. So she thought I was cool enough and we totally hit it off. She really is a cool woman. In her professional capacity she’s the kind of person who gets briefed a fair amount and has to make decisions, and you can tell she’s used to being in charge. She was a little dynamite ball of beauty, positivity, and confidence. As soon as we met she flexed her arm and told me to feel how strong she is. And she was! I was immediately tempted to sneak in a quick armpit poke but I figured that would be too much too soon. We got our coffees and found a somewhat isolated spot outside to chat.
She dove into her kink background and it was fun to hear about her evolution. I really do love hearing how different folks got into their kink journeys, and after several decades in a vanilla marriage she was single and looking to make up for lost time. I did most of the listening while she did most of the talking. The entire time I kept glancing at her feet. She was wearing jeans with flip flops, which is an outfit that I find very hot. I wanted to flat out ask her if she was interested in trying out the headrest stocks in my car, but I was nervous about how she’d respond.
After about an hour of talking, I told her that I had to leave for a meeting later that afternoon. But, if she was interested in trying out the stocks like the picture I sent, let me know and we’ll make it happen right now. Her eyes got REALLY big and she said “you are serious?!” I told her absolutely I’m serious, and that I’m heading to my car and driving to the far end of the parking lot where we’d have more privacy. I told her don’t worry if she isn’t ready yet. But if she is then she can park next me.
She just started giggling and said “what? Really?!” over and over again. I got up, pointed out which car was mine, and proceeded to walk back to my car without even glancing back to see if she was following. I slowly navigated to a section that was clear of other cars and waited.
She immediately pulled up right next to me with a big smile on her face. She got out of the car muttering “I can’t believe I’m doing this” over and over again. I escorted her to the backseat and told her to sit behind the drivers seat. I then got into the front passenger seat and removed the headrest from the drivers seat. I told her to put her feet up, and she immediately complied. I then clamped the headrest down on her ankles, and just like that I had a beautiful, elegant pair of barefeet at my mercy.
I took out some bondage tape and taped her big toes together. She gasped and said “Oh my God, I LOVE having my toes bound.” Then I broke out the baby oil and lathered it all over her feet.
There’s that incredible moment in a play session when you’ve completed the bondage but haven’t started the tickling yet. I love that moment. So full of hope and promise. And my goodness, she did not disappoint.
She had her eyes closed in the backseat with a smile fixed on her face. I asked if she was ready and she could only do a quick nod. As soon as I started to slowly trace my fingers over her bare soles, she grimaced and looked like she was holding in her breathe. This lasted for about 10 seconds or so, until I finally asked “now, are you ticklish?” For whatever reason that broke down the barrier and she threw her head back and laughed out loud hysterically and repeatedly hit her fists on the seat.
I had never tickled anyone publicly before, and I was acutely aware of everyone around us. There were people parking close to us, but thankfully they were lost in their own little worlds and had no idea a professional woman was being mercilessly tickle tortured on her barefeet by a tickling enthusiast right next to them.
This woman had some VERY ticklish feet. And oh so smooth. At no point did she ever ask me to stop. The only intelligible words she would muster was something like “no no no no!!!” over and over. Other than that it was just pure, incredible laughter.
When I switched to the brush her laugh turned into a scream which turned into silent laughter. It was beautiful. And the headrests worked better than any kind of professionally made stocks I could purchase. Her feet were going nowhere. She was absolutely immobilized, and there was nothing she could do to stop me from exploring and tickling her bare soles.
Eventually a cop parked a few spots away and my paranoia prevailed. So I removed the toe tie, unclamped the headrest and let her feet out. She let her feet collapse and just lay there breathing heavily and giggling. I got out of the car, went around the other side and opened her door. She struggled to get her flip flops back on, but when she finally did she gave me a long, hard hug that lasted over 30 seconds. When she broke the hug she said that experience was amazing and that she feels like she’s on a high. She asked when we could meet again, and then gave me another hug.
We did meet up for a second time, this time in a more private area. She wore a tank top and I tied her arms above her head to focus on her armpits. And damn…this woman had the most ticklish armpits I’ve ever touched in my entire life. She simply melted when I dragged my fingers in and around her helpless armpits. It was purely heaven.
I’m an idiot and I’ve had the most difficult time trying to attach pics to this thread, but I have some pictures on my profile here. So check them out and let me know what you think!
Thanks for sharing your experiences here. 
