jude38 said:
my worst tickling experience was the actual fallout from a great tickling experience.
i was part of a huge circle of friends back in the 80's, and as friends are, their is always a chance for encounters.
one such encounter involved a cute little gymnist girl named rachel. perfect body perfect feet!
we managed to "get together" one evening for mutual pleasure when i brought up the subject of tickling as forplay. she was intrigued, so naturaly i endulged myself!
well after a night of tickling passion we said our goodby's and promised to do it again very soon.
the next day was a friends b-day, so ofcourse everybody was there, including rachel. from the time she had left my house in the morning to the time we saw eachother again in the afternoon she had managed to tell everyone with a set of ears how weired i was for getting off on tickling her. i was known as the "tickle freak" for the rest of the day and everyone delighted in emberrassing me about it.
needless to say, none of them are my friends anymore.
I had a similar bad experience with a group of friends: except being England everyone just did the talking behind my back!
back about 10 years, at the end of a drunken party on a big squishy sofa I was lucky enough to have two girls lolling on me: one I'd known for a few years, and the other a close friend of her's I'd never met till that night. The close friend (CF) had her legs on my lap, and the girl I knew well (GK) was under my other arm. CF was in a little black dress with sheer stockings; she had fabulous legs and long slim high arched feet which I'd been trying to engineer a way to tickle for at least 15 mins. GK beat me to it though (she was closer to CF's feet while I was under her knees), and she started teasing CF's feet. Really long, slow, soft strokes from toe to heel. CF melted: her face broke out into this big girly smile, she closed her eyes, wrinkled her nose - all the things that tell you it's going to be a LONG tickle. And it was. CF bent one leg back so I got a foot, and left the other one with GK. And we both teased and stroked, and stroked and teased... Her feet felt great: warm, very soft, really sensitive, nyloned... and she just giggled and squeaked and bit her lip. Wow it was gorgeous.
Anyway, GK had spotted the obvious - both CF and I were definitely getting on too well. I wasn't going to stop the o-so-soft-tickling for anything and CF wasn't going to make me. In fact, my other hand had crept slyly onto CF's thigh at the hem, and she was stroking my wrist... this was REALLY going somewhere.
So GK (long thin fingers, delicate nails) - to stay in the game - decided to get a little meaner, and gave CF a real scratching. I've still never seen fingers move that fast. That changed the atmosphere a little. I'd thought CF's giggle was nice, but her laugh was truly heavenly. She took much more than I could imagine, but after all of 30 seconds the laughs became wails, and CF had to retire from the sofa and go elsewhere.
GK - quick as a flash - put her legs on my lap (still in strappy heels)(also black nylons, short skirt...) and whispered "my turn" in my ear. Given that we were all of 19 at the time, I hope you guys can forgive me when I admit sheepishly, but with a big grin, that that pretty much did it for me right there. I took her shoes off, she put one foot where she really shouldn't, and I tickled the other for not at all long before that fat lady sang.
So what's so bad about that!? (hold on) Well... for a while it even got better. Although I never saw CF again (real shame but she was from way out of town), GK began to make a habit of giving me her feet at parties / under tables, anywhere she could when we were drunk and nobody was looking. She'd worked out that if she wanted to spend the night with me... she gave me her feet at the right time in the evening, and that was that. It even got a little better: a couple of our mutual friends started popping their girly feet onto my lap too. I thought this was great!
Until... one of the guys in the group made a sly remark along the foot tickling line. I'd always been really discreet: the whole CF episode had been engineered so she wouldn't laugh so loud others would hear (until GK got stuck in); GK had only ever given me her feet when nobody else was looking; the other girls, only when we were alone...
Yep. Laughing stock. Everyone knew - and it had actually got really bitchy. It's funny looking at it now, I think I'd just shrug it off if it happened again(I think I would). I'm certainly way past that incident now, but at the time I was SO ASHAMED. It's stupid I guess, but when you're that age you don't want to get off on feet - or anything else not within the norm. At least I didn't.
Hell... at was GREAT fun while it lasted.
