Burried in the sand or other tickish situations.

[reddogftklr]

Has anyone ever been a witness to seeing someone getting tickled while they were burried in the sand. When I go to the beach I am always on the lookout. A few years ago I lucked out and spotted a situation like this. A family burried there mother in the sand (she was ok looking) It was very close to where my blanket was they had her packed in pretty good. She eventully poked one of her feet out, while she was still trapped the daughters went to town on her foot, while she went crazy. It lasted for about a minuete.
I put myself in a situation like this at the beach, one day when I was by myself I dug a nice size hole and burried myself in it to see other peoples reactions. It was very exciting, kind of gave me the feeling of what it would be like to be placed in the stocks. It was funny to see people reactions some people would just walk by and smile. Other people would wonder how I got in the situation I just said my sister burried me there and went for a walk. I only got tickled once by a lady in her forties, she was walking with her husband and thought I looked cute there helpless, and she said "she could not resist to tickle my feet." she then offered to help dig me out. So I let her, she said that I should do that to my sister for leaving me there.
I find beach tickling fun, watching and participating. It would be great to have a beach gatering where everyone takes turns being burried. Does anyone else have any experiences with being burried in the sand please post.
Red

 

[TicklingDuo]

Ann and I took turns burying each other in the sand this past August when we were on vacation in Maine. The tickling is much more intense cause you really can't move a muscle.(well, except your feet)
One couple walked by us when Ann was buried and they joked, "We're evacuating the beach!"

Drew😉

 

[Tiffany]

Oh yes! Fond memory! Me and three of my girlfriends were at the beach, one summer ago. I was reading a book, not really paying attention to the trench they were digging. I was minding my own business, when, out of the blue, they pounced on me, rolled me up in a blanket, put me in the hole and covered me up! With only my head and feet sticking out, I was about to ask them what they thought they were doing, when they yanked my sandals off, making it all too plain what they were planning! Never having been tickled in public before, I begged them not to tickle me, as there were about two dozen people around the area. Obvously, they ignored me, and proceeded to gang tickle my helpless feet! I fought laughing for as long as I could (roughly ten seconds) then bust out laughing, thus attracting attention. Even a litte boy, about 7, came over and helped, untill his mother saw what he was doing, and called him away. Then, while giving me a break, Janet took a short stoll down the beach, and returned with her hands behind her back, Not being fooled for a minute, i pleaded with her as she began to twirl the feather inches from my face, again, to no avail. She started stroking my soles with the feather, and I went balistic! Being wrapped in the blanket, with the moist sand holding me down, was the most helpless and immobile I've ever been! They continued feather tickling me, taking turns, for about half an hour. Finaly they stopped, dug me out, and I ran to the water, blushing furiousy at the applause, and dove in to cool off. Did I ever get revenge? You can ask Janet, that is, if she's stopped giggling by now!

 

[He-Man]

Were where those girls when I was living in Bay St. Louis, MS?!! I would've gladly taken your place in that blanket and taken the torture. lol 😀

Man...once I move up to Folsom,Louisiana (which is only an hr and a half or maybe 1 hr and 45 mins away from Bay St. Louis), I'm gonna have to visit my old town again...I don't think it's too far from Jackson,MS...is it?

Which beach was it that you were on? Waveland beach? (which is near Bay St. Louis)

 

[Eternal Tomboy]

ticking story underway....

I'm currently writing a fictional tickling story that has a beach scene in it. The tickling at the beach is mostly f/m, but has a short revenge m/f scene too. The beach scene is (I think) in chapter 3 or 4 (for those of you that want to skip the lead in). However, there is also quite a bit of tickling in the other chapters. I'll have it posted on the TMF by this weekend under the story heading "Tickle dreams really do come true". I'm trying desperately to make the story as realistic as I can while still adding an element of fantasy to it....although the fantasy portion of my creativity is hard to kept under control sometimes 😉

I'm only about halfway done with the whole story, but I thought that I would post it now (I'm about 20 pages into it) so that I could see if anyone wants to contribute some ideas on future chapters.

Hope you all like it,
Maggie

 

[Eric Von Zipper]

Incredible tale Tiffany but i'm curious, just how DID you take your revenge on your friend Janet? I'm sure that's a story in itself and you really peaked my interest when you mentioned that she might be "still giggling;" how bout a sequel my dear?!?

 

[Tiffany]

Here ya go, Eric. It was about six weeks after the beach ordeal, and I had invited the girls to spend the night. Now I told Nancy and Lisa that I would suspend their payback, if they helped me get Janet back. They redily agreed, having felt the wrath of my dancing nails before. Anyway, the girls came over, we had a few drinks, but Janet's were a little stronger than everyone elses. Once Janet was properly "Relaxed", I nodded at Nancy and Lisa. Nancy grabbed Janet's arms from behind her, while Lisa knelt astride Janet's legs, rendering her immobile. Now Janet's worst spot is also the soles of her feet, and, when she's been drinking a little, she's even more ticklish than usual. With an evil grin, I knelt at her feet. "You were very nasty to my feet at the beach, Janet! What do you think I should do about that?" I said. Janet's eyes got very wide, saying that the others had helped, too. I said I knew that, but SHE was the one who had involved the feather. A feather on Janet's soles just makes her giggle a little, but the harder stuff makes her howl. I decided I had to write "I'm sorry I tickled Tiffany" 100 times. Yes, I said I did, with a ball point pen, all over Janet's soles! Of course, she begged me not to. Of course, I ignored her. I started running the pen over her soles, not really writing anything, but hitting all her most sensitive spots, arches, balls, under the toes. Oh, she struggled, but Nancy and Lisa had a good grip on her, and her increased ticklishness wasn't helping. After about 15 mins. I said that that was about a hundred. Janet sighed with relief, untill I told her I wasn't through. Getting my bath brush, and some warm, soapy water, I then scrubbed her soles till they were spotless (Which wasn't hard, the pen had been dry). I stopped after watching her tears run for a while. After I stopped, she kept giggling, which is why i said you could ask her if she's stopped giggling.

 

[leeboy]

Actually one of my best tickling experiences EVER happened burried in the sand at the beach ! Ahhhh what fond memories !

 

[He-Man]

I don't know wether to feel sorry for that girl in Tiffany's story or be jealous of her. lol

I guess I'll choose the second one. Why couldn't I have had fun on the beach like that in MS? 🙁 lol

 

[Eric Von Zipper]

Bravo Tiffany!!!, revenge is a dish best served cold and your method gave me chills

 

[milagros317]

A truly wonderful pair of stories, Tiffany! 😀 I wish that I had been at that beach to see it.

 

[ticklemyfeet963]

Self-Buried in the sand

Hi everyone. It's funny seeing the post about being buried in the sand. I used to bury myself in the sand but I wouldn't do it in the populated areas of the beach. I'd find a deserted area. I figured anyone that would walk by would be more likey to tickle my feet. Even though I did this four or five times, not once did anyone tickle my feet. A group of 40-something ladies stopped to talk to me and one took a picture of me (she stood down by my feet and bent down - I know she was probably taking a picture of my feet). People would stop and talk to me but I was hoping at least one would grab a feather or use their fingers and tickle my feet. I haven't done this in a while, but this post has let me know that I'm not the only one to do this and I'll probably do this again this summer.

Jim

 

[reddogftklr]

Yeah Jim, You are not the only one, it is very fun and exciting, good luck this year. Cheers, Red

 

[He-Man]

question for people who buried themselves at beach...

How the heck did you guys manage to get your arms buried? I bet that was difficult if you did it by yourselves.

I've tried tying myself up while tryin to get the cat to lick my feet...I actually managed the first part with my karate belts..but man that was hard. Burying yourself sounds lot harder.

 

[He-Man]

Re: Self-Buried in the sand

Hi everyone. It's funny seeing the post about being buried in the sand. I used to bury myself in the sand but I wouldn't do it in the populated areas of the beach. I'd find a deserted area. I figured anyone that would walk by would be more likey to tickle my feet. Even though I did this four or five times, not once did anyone tickle my feet. A group of 40-something ladies stopped to talk to me and one took a picture of me (she stood down by my feet and bent down - I know she was probably taking a picture of my feet). People would stop and talk to me but I was hoping at least one would grab a feather or use their fingers and tickle my feet. I haven't done this in a while, but this post has let me know that I'm not the only one to do this and I'll probably do this again this summer.

Jim

Hey, maybe if you wrote "Ladies, he's ticklish!" in small letters (just big enough to be noticed ) with an arrow pointing to your feet, you could get people to tickle you. Also, if you act like you don't know what the person who buried you ( or the person you SAY buried you. lol ) wrote, maybe that'll get some tickles.

If I go to the beach in MS this year , I might try that, actually. I've always wondered what it'd feel like to be buried at the beach with just the POSSIBILITY of being tickled by someone walking by.