It's inspiring to hear that some of you found partners who share the tickle fetish for your first experience. Many of these sound like fantasies come true. I wish I could share something similar, but my first real tickling sessions was one for $.
I had it with a professional switch who went by the name of Luna at a pro dungeon in East SF Bay called Fantasymakers. She was really sweet. She was in her early twenties, as was I. I watched her strip down to her panties and dance erotically in front of me, which has always been my favorite prelude to a tickle session. I cuffed her hands over her head in a standing position and spent a few minutes wiggling my fingers in the air close to her skin but not touching her yet. She squirmed and tried to get away as far as the restraints allowed her, which wasn't very far, even though her feet were completely free. But I could tell she really was really was telling the truth when she said on her profile that she was VERY ticklish because of how squirmy the mere anticipation of being tickled made her. I started with light spidery fingertip tickles to her sides and ribs, exploring her belly and breasts too. I quickly realized that she was not much of a laugher or giggler, but a shrieker instead, which made her ticklishness feel more genuine to me. I also realized that the her soft, smooth armpits were her trouble spot. The shrieks would become louder and desperate whenever I approached the area. One memorable detail about her was the way adorable way she tried to evade my fingers, by pulling back and then stepping forward and pushing her body into mine, wrapping her legs around my back in a sexy way. I also remember offering her a break from the tickling and making her remove her panties and dance completely naked in front of me just for a few minutes before putting her back into bondage, this time with a spreader bar cuffed to her feet and her ability to move even more minimized. We can only had about 10 or 15 mins left by that point, so I turned the intensity up, focusing on her armpits and inner thighs. Afterwards, we took a few minutes to recover and lightly cuddle. Out meeting ended with a warm hug and a casual kiss.
Obviously it couldn't have been as fulfilling as a real connection with a fellow tickle freak, but it was a good experience overall and a good memory to revisit. Great thread 🙂