Soles_Scream
TMF Master
- Joined
- Oct 27, 2019
- Messages
- 705
- Points
- 28
1st TMF Tickle Session
A lady TMF member (I’ll refer to her as L going forward) reached out to me with interest in learning all things tickling. I gave her my number and we started communicating via text messages. I have had a number of transactional based sessions in my short fetish amateur career, but not with someone I wasn’t paying. This would be a first for me. I set up my TMF account and do what I do on social media to make way for these exact situations - though I was sure it wouldn’t work until I met L.
Being a guy, my biggest fear was getting cat-fished. L seemed pretty relaxed about the whole thing, so I took on the anxiety I felt she should have had. That’s not to say she wasn’t anxious about meeting some dude she hitherto hadn’t met in person - if she were, she hid it well. Still, I went over my philosophy at nausea - more on that later.
L’s reason for reaching out to me began with how I communicated via my TMF, Twitter, and IG posts. I’m not shy about my insecurities, and my approach to tickling, what I’m after, and interactions in general.
L, like myself for most of my life and many of you today, has always been curious about tickling since she could remember. She consumed video and story content, which helped me gain perspective on how she wanted to be tickled. I could tell how much she wanted to experience the sensations through our back and forth messages.
I love tickling women, so the opportunity to grant a wish to a cute lady was something I’d never pass up. We decided to meet up at a public place, and if she was comfortable with me, then we’d head to my place for the session.
My constant refrain since we started talking is, this is your show, whatever happens or doesn’t happen is at your discretion. I will check in regularly, but this experience hinges on your ability to communicate your likes and dislikes with me. Her safe terms were red - for stop, yellow - for dial it down a peg, and green - which means carry on. We simply used the same safe words from the BDSM world.
I explained my foot fetish, and needless to say she made a point in showing her freshly painted nails the day of our session - at least they appeared to be freshly painted. I was extremely nervous. Once I realized she was a woman, and looked like the woman in the photo she sent me, my anxiety switched to doubting my abilities to fulfill her dream.
It takes a lot to bring someone’s ticklishness about. Comfort level is a significant factor. After she walked up, I got her a coffee, and we chatted for a bit. We had about three hours to play, so we decided to head over to my place once basic vetting was complete.
L’s goals were to figure out where she was ticklish, and to what degree. My goal was to help fulfill the fantasies she shared with me. Through our text conversation, I compiled a list of techniques that I would employ to make this experience memorable for her. She was comfortable with figuring out her no go zones in real time.
She wore a two piece bathing suit and red nail polish. She’s pale - which I like for contrast sake - and has very long dark hair. I think her feet are a size 10, and pretty smooth to the touch. I was wearing an athletic shirt and basketball shorts. She lay on my bed on her back. My tickling style is sensual - which allows for sustained tickling as the lee isn’t ever too overwhelmed. I started by tracing my fingertips along her stomach and sides. She began to laugh immediately, and we were off to the races.
I drew across her panty line, along her rib cage, and into her armpits and she was just giggling up a storm. When she laughed, her mouth was agape, but she’d push her tongue against the roof of her mouth - which I found adorable. Almost as though she is fighting the laughter in vain.
I switched from a single index finger, to all five, then ten. Intermittently, I’d poke into her belly button which sent a jolt through her system. Then I blew a few raspberries which produced a roar of laughter. I started tracing my hands down her thighs and pinched her knees. I then ran my fingers in her knee pits which caused heavier bouts of laughter. I poked at her hamstrings which made her hop a bit.
Next, I used my thumps on her hips as though I was playing thumb wars. This area proved way to sensitive, and she needed a break after a few seconds. I asked her where I should go next, and she suggested her feet. I knew she was more into having her upper body tickled, so I was waiting for her to suggest the feet before I dug into them.
I went to town on them. Just like elsewhere, every spot on her feet was ticklish, except for her ankles. Her soles were very ticklish, as well as the tops. Her toes were extremely ticklish by comparison. She rolled around as I went to work. I light concern I had was that she might be more of a scream instead of a giggler. To my delight, she was a giggle machine.
I believe I went to nibbles on her toes which sent her into orbit. We had her roll over on her stomach, and I went to work on her back. Light traces caused her to emit some steady soft giggles. Her lower back produced more of the same. However, her but was extremely ticklish. I Danced my fingertips all over that soft rum causing her to howl with laughter. I gave her a break as she called out “red”. As she was recovering I reached to grab her hand, and discovered that even her palms were ticklish.
From there I teased other parts of her body. The ribs, armpits, and her sensitive inner thighs. We decided to see what toys would work on her, so I started with a feather, and traced it over her body. She giggled and twitched as I glided it effortlessly across her body. Next tool I used was a guitar pick on her soles. “What is that!” she gasped between laughter as I flicked the pick along her soles and the underside of her toes. I then pulled out an electric flosser and turned it loose on her flesh.
She nearly screamed at the sensation, followed by “what haha the Hell hhaaha is that!” Meanwhile I was running it along the same areas as the pick was used. I eventually made my way up to her thighs, belly, and sides before switching toys. She heard the next on fire up, and knew it was an electric toothbrush. I danced it mainly on and between her toes. Several breaks were given between sensation assaults.
It was time to work out some of her fantasies. She lay on her back and I put my head beside hers. I started breathing on her neck, and talking about how ticklish and helpless she was. She was responding well to my teasing. I then talked to her as I probed her ticklish body with my fingers. She lightly giggled and moaned some as I worked. We were both getting turned on at this point. Sometime in this period, we decided to see whether her breasts were ticklish. News flash, they were. Every inch of flesh quivered under my fingernails, and surprisingly fingertips.
I even used my toes to tickle her feet. I switched between my fingers, at one point a paint brush, my lips, tongue, and teeth, it all drove her wild and tickled her like crazy. My talking against her neck, letting my lips lightly graze them as I verbally teased was making her - and me - quite horny.
I decided, with her permission, to draw my fingers over her swimsuit bottoms. Yep, she was ticklish down there too. I danced my fingers over her covered vagina and she was bucking and laughing significantly. I’d then switch to her thighs, and then back to her concealed vagina. She rolled side to side, and eventually grabbed my hands in a fit to get a break.
Later that session we underwent another fantasy she had in which she was bound against her ler, where she had to fight to stay close to the ler as she was tickled. I didn’t have bondage equipment, so I asked her to hold onto me as long as possible. We did a few rounds of this, and she tried her best, but her ticklishness seemed to increase as time went on. The second game we played was where I was laying on my back and she was straddling me. I basically tickled her, and she had to try and not “fall off of me” This was hot because her breasts were bouncing above my face as she desperately tried not to fall off.
I focused on her belly and sides. I tweaked her sensitive breasts, drew lazily on her ticklish breasts, and spider tickled her upturned soles. As our session neared the end, I wanted her to experience a ticklegasm. She began pleasuring herself while I focused on tickling her nipples with my fingertips and tongue. I blow along her neck and teased her about how ticklish she was, and asking if she was a good girl? I oscillated between praising her, and asking her if she wanted more tickles, which she did. I told her if she didn’t cum, then I’d have to tickle her harder.
I tickled her ears with my mouth as well. Eventually she had a pretty intense orgasm. Afterwards i cuddled her and gave her some sneaky tickles. I then decided that we should go for a second orgasm. That one was more challenging, and it seemed like she just couldn’t get over the hump between her masturbation and my sensation play. However, I went to go worship her feet, and we were back on track. This time, she was having a hard time reaching the climax and I teased her in a different manner. I attempted to take the focus off of the orgasm and simply asked if she deserved pleasure? Does she love tickles? I told her she deserved pleasure and abundance. I told her how much I admired her - and I do.
I eventually sucked her toes and nibbled on one foot and tickled the other. She giggled and moaned. I then kissed and licked her neck. She eventually achieved the second orgasm and her body writhed through it. Having seen how aroused I was, she insisted that I deserved to orgasm as well. My goal was to fulfill L’s fantasies, as a matter of course, I felt it was not necessary, however my boxers - I removed my athletic shorts earlier - told a different story. During her “ repayment” she managed to find one of my few ticklish spots - groin.
It was a fantastic session and it ran for around three hours. My sessions are usually tickling and worship related. I usually go home and masturbate afterwards. However, this session was guided by L’s desires, and my desire to deliver them. I hope I achieved her goal. Oh, and she helped me achieve my own orgasm. I love empowering women, and I felt like I achieved that with L. She’s a fantastic lee, and I really could have tickled her for the whole day if that were an option because it was an amazing experience. I look forward to future sessions with her.
Keys to a good session: Communication, communication, and more communication. To get the most out of any session, figuring out your partner’(s) boundaries and giving them a voice is extremely important. Next, respect those parameters, and respect your partner(s). If it isn’t a “hell yes”, treat it as a “no”. Always check in with the lee/sub, at least until you’ve had a session or twos worth of experience with them.
Lastly, if you’re a woman looking for a tickle experience, hit me up. As the great Captain America says throughout the Marvel movies, “I can do this all day”.
Note: Most of my tickle and foot worship sessions do not consist of genital stimulation. Often times it’s not sexually arousing. I enjoy cuddles, and making women laugh on a platonic level prodigiously. If they respond in a sexual way - I’ll generally get aroused too, but wait until I get home to take care of that. I don’t expect sexual activities during sessions, but am open to it if my session partner(s) is/are and the comfort level is good.
A lady TMF member (I’ll refer to her as L going forward) reached out to me with interest in learning all things tickling. I gave her my number and we started communicating via text messages. I have had a number of transactional based sessions in my short fetish amateur career, but not with someone I wasn’t paying. This would be a first for me. I set up my TMF account and do what I do on social media to make way for these exact situations - though I was sure it wouldn’t work until I met L.
Being a guy, my biggest fear was getting cat-fished. L seemed pretty relaxed about the whole thing, so I took on the anxiety I felt she should have had. That’s not to say she wasn’t anxious about meeting some dude she hitherto hadn’t met in person - if she were, she hid it well. Still, I went over my philosophy at nausea - more on that later.
L’s reason for reaching out to me began with how I communicated via my TMF, Twitter, and IG posts. I’m not shy about my insecurities, and my approach to tickling, what I’m after, and interactions in general.
L, like myself for most of my life and many of you today, has always been curious about tickling since she could remember. She consumed video and story content, which helped me gain perspective on how she wanted to be tickled. I could tell how much she wanted to experience the sensations through our back and forth messages.
I love tickling women, so the opportunity to grant a wish to a cute lady was something I’d never pass up. We decided to meet up at a public place, and if she was comfortable with me, then we’d head to my place for the session.
My constant refrain since we started talking is, this is your show, whatever happens or doesn’t happen is at your discretion. I will check in regularly, but this experience hinges on your ability to communicate your likes and dislikes with me. Her safe terms were red - for stop, yellow - for dial it down a peg, and green - which means carry on. We simply used the same safe words from the BDSM world.
I explained my foot fetish, and needless to say she made a point in showing her freshly painted nails the day of our session - at least they appeared to be freshly painted. I was extremely nervous. Once I realized she was a woman, and looked like the woman in the photo she sent me, my anxiety switched to doubting my abilities to fulfill her dream.
It takes a lot to bring someone’s ticklishness about. Comfort level is a significant factor. After she walked up, I got her a coffee, and we chatted for a bit. We had about three hours to play, so we decided to head over to my place once basic vetting was complete.
L’s goals were to figure out where she was ticklish, and to what degree. My goal was to help fulfill the fantasies she shared with me. Through our text conversation, I compiled a list of techniques that I would employ to make this experience memorable for her. She was comfortable with figuring out her no go zones in real time.
She wore a two piece bathing suit and red nail polish. She’s pale - which I like for contrast sake - and has very long dark hair. I think her feet are a size 10, and pretty smooth to the touch. I was wearing an athletic shirt and basketball shorts. She lay on my bed on her back. My tickling style is sensual - which allows for sustained tickling as the lee isn’t ever too overwhelmed. I started by tracing my fingertips along her stomach and sides. She began to laugh immediately, and we were off to the races.
I drew across her panty line, along her rib cage, and into her armpits and she was just giggling up a storm. When she laughed, her mouth was agape, but she’d push her tongue against the roof of her mouth - which I found adorable. Almost as though she is fighting the laughter in vain.
I switched from a single index finger, to all five, then ten. Intermittently, I’d poke into her belly button which sent a jolt through her system. Then I blew a few raspberries which produced a roar of laughter. I started tracing my hands down her thighs and pinched her knees. I then ran my fingers in her knee pits which caused heavier bouts of laughter. I poked at her hamstrings which made her hop a bit.
Next, I used my thumps on her hips as though I was playing thumb wars. This area proved way to sensitive, and she needed a break after a few seconds. I asked her where I should go next, and she suggested her feet. I knew she was more into having her upper body tickled, so I was waiting for her to suggest the feet before I dug into them.
I went to town on them. Just like elsewhere, every spot on her feet was ticklish, except for her ankles. Her soles were very ticklish, as well as the tops. Her toes were extremely ticklish by comparison. She rolled around as I went to work. I light concern I had was that she might be more of a scream instead of a giggler. To my delight, she was a giggle machine.
I believe I went to nibbles on her toes which sent her into orbit. We had her roll over on her stomach, and I went to work on her back. Light traces caused her to emit some steady soft giggles. Her lower back produced more of the same. However, her but was extremely ticklish. I Danced my fingertips all over that soft rum causing her to howl with laughter. I gave her a break as she called out “red”. As she was recovering I reached to grab her hand, and discovered that even her palms were ticklish.
From there I teased other parts of her body. The ribs, armpits, and her sensitive inner thighs. We decided to see what toys would work on her, so I started with a feather, and traced it over her body. She giggled and twitched as I glided it effortlessly across her body. Next tool I used was a guitar pick on her soles. “What is that!” she gasped between laughter as I flicked the pick along her soles and the underside of her toes. I then pulled out an electric flosser and turned it loose on her flesh.
She nearly screamed at the sensation, followed by “what haha the Hell hhaaha is that!” Meanwhile I was running it along the same areas as the pick was used. I eventually made my way up to her thighs, belly, and sides before switching toys. She heard the next on fire up, and knew it was an electric toothbrush. I danced it mainly on and between her toes. Several breaks were given between sensation assaults.
It was time to work out some of her fantasies. She lay on her back and I put my head beside hers. I started breathing on her neck, and talking about how ticklish and helpless she was. She was responding well to my teasing. I then talked to her as I probed her ticklish body with my fingers. She lightly giggled and moaned some as I worked. We were both getting turned on at this point. Sometime in this period, we decided to see whether her breasts were ticklish. News flash, they were. Every inch of flesh quivered under my fingernails, and surprisingly fingertips.
I even used my toes to tickle her feet. I switched between my fingers, at one point a paint brush, my lips, tongue, and teeth, it all drove her wild and tickled her like crazy. My talking against her neck, letting my lips lightly graze them as I verbally teased was making her - and me - quite horny.
I decided, with her permission, to draw my fingers over her swimsuit bottoms. Yep, she was ticklish down there too. I danced my fingers over her covered vagina and she was bucking and laughing significantly. I’d then switch to her thighs, and then back to her concealed vagina. She rolled side to side, and eventually grabbed my hands in a fit to get a break.
Later that session we underwent another fantasy she had in which she was bound against her ler, where she had to fight to stay close to the ler as she was tickled. I didn’t have bondage equipment, so I asked her to hold onto me as long as possible. We did a few rounds of this, and she tried her best, but her ticklishness seemed to increase as time went on. The second game we played was where I was laying on my back and she was straddling me. I basically tickled her, and she had to try and not “fall off of me” This was hot because her breasts were bouncing above my face as she desperately tried not to fall off.
I focused on her belly and sides. I tweaked her sensitive breasts, drew lazily on her ticklish breasts, and spider tickled her upturned soles. As our session neared the end, I wanted her to experience a ticklegasm. She began pleasuring herself while I focused on tickling her nipples with my fingertips and tongue. I blow along her neck and teased her about how ticklish she was, and asking if she was a good girl? I oscillated between praising her, and asking her if she wanted more tickles, which she did. I told her if she didn’t cum, then I’d have to tickle her harder.
I tickled her ears with my mouth as well. Eventually she had a pretty intense orgasm. Afterwards i cuddled her and gave her some sneaky tickles. I then decided that we should go for a second orgasm. That one was more challenging, and it seemed like she just couldn’t get over the hump between her masturbation and my sensation play. However, I went to go worship her feet, and we were back on track. This time, she was having a hard time reaching the climax and I teased her in a different manner. I attempted to take the focus off of the orgasm and simply asked if she deserved pleasure? Does she love tickles? I told her she deserved pleasure and abundance. I told her how much I admired her - and I do.
I eventually sucked her toes and nibbled on one foot and tickled the other. She giggled and moaned. I then kissed and licked her neck. She eventually achieved the second orgasm and her body writhed through it. Having seen how aroused I was, she insisted that I deserved to orgasm as well. My goal was to fulfill L’s fantasies, as a matter of course, I felt it was not necessary, however my boxers - I removed my athletic shorts earlier - told a different story. During her “ repayment” she managed to find one of my few ticklish spots - groin.
It was a fantastic session and it ran for around three hours. My sessions are usually tickling and worship related. I usually go home and masturbate afterwards. However, this session was guided by L’s desires, and my desire to deliver them. I hope I achieved her goal. Oh, and she helped me achieve my own orgasm. I love empowering women, and I felt like I achieved that with L. She’s a fantastic lee, and I really could have tickled her for the whole day if that were an option because it was an amazing experience. I look forward to future sessions with her.
Keys to a good session: Communication, communication, and more communication. To get the most out of any session, figuring out your partner’(s) boundaries and giving them a voice is extremely important. Next, respect those parameters, and respect your partner(s). If it isn’t a “hell yes”, treat it as a “no”. Always check in with the lee/sub, at least until you’ve had a session or twos worth of experience with them.
Lastly, if you’re a woman looking for a tickle experience, hit me up. As the great Captain America says throughout the Marvel movies, “I can do this all day”.
Note: Most of my tickle and foot worship sessions do not consist of genital stimulation. Often times it’s not sexually arousing. I enjoy cuddles, and making women laugh on a platonic level prodigiously. If they respond in a sexual way - I’ll generally get aroused too, but wait until I get home to take care of that. I don’t expect sexual activities during sessions, but am open to it if my session partner(s) is/are and the comfort level is good.
