Red_Butler
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I have been around on this forum for quite a while now, but I think I may be one of the oldest tickle lovers here. My age is now 52, a single person for all of my life, and I liked tickling from a very young age. I think I was 9 years old when I discovered that. Like all of you I have always been hiding it, because I thought I was not normal.
But then I got internet a few years ago.
After a while I started looking for ‘tickling’ on Google, at first in my own language (dutch) and, because I could not find what I was looking for, I tried the same in english (that is how I found this forum) and in german (where I found a nice chatroom about tickling where all kinds of nice people were).
Pretty soon I noticed that most people were much younger than I am. I tried announcements on bdsm sites to find women who liked tickling, but I never got any serious reactions.
The people in in the german chatroom were very friendly, so even though they were very much younger than I am, mostly between 16 and 30, I stayed coming there. Now, 15 months later. I had given up all hope to find a woman to tickle with.
But then, a few weeks ago, there was a new female in the chat and we startet to talk, and she appeared to be not too much younger than me, 44 to be exactly.
She said that she liked tickling very much.
I asked her where she lived in Germany. She told me and I looked on the map where that was. Wow, just 200 km from me. I asked her if she liked to have a tickle date with me, and she said yes.
She gave me her telephone number and I phoned her right away. She was a very nice lady and we agreed a day at her home, in a weekend.
She told me tickling was very erotic for her, and more intimate details. I thought wow, that is exactly what I always wanted.
She asked me how I liked the tickling to happen and I told her that my dearest wish was to tickle her when she was completely naked and tied to the bed.
After I would have tickled her, she would get the opportunity to get her revenge.
To my surprise she went agree with all that (I would have been content with less).
In the time between our first acquaintance and our first meeting she bought a couple of shackles to tie the ticklee to the bed.
Last weekend was the big day. I drove to her and there she was. She was far from beautiful, but she was a very nice person.
The first hour we just talked to get to know each other. I had a dvd with me with the best tickle clips that I had in my collection, and we looked a couple of them to warm up, which aroused both of us.
After that we started our tickle session. We took off all of our clothes, so we were completely naked.
Who will go first, she asked.
I said that I already told her that I liked to tickle her first. It was okay for her.
I tied her X shaped to the bed.
I started at her armpits, with the intension to slowly work my way down, to possibly more ticklish spots.
I used some feathers to start with. She immediately freaked out. This woman was incredibly ticklish. It was my job to find out where the best spots were.
Then I started to use my fingers, and it seemed for her that all hell broke loose (but she loved it). The fingers worked out so much better than the feathers.
My fingers started in her armpits again and she started squirming and laughing so intensly that I knew that she had a really intense experience.
My fingers went lower over her ribs and her sides. She almost choked from laughing and her face became red. If she would be able to get loose she would have run away, I think.
Now I came to her tummy. She squirmed from side to side, hysterically laughing, but my fingers followed her everywhere. Every now and then I stopped tickling to let her catch her breath again, and then I went on again.
I tried her knees and then here feet. Her little feet were extremely sensitive. Even so sensitive that I decided not to tickle them too much. It seemed to be very torturous for her.
Then I started tickling her groins and thighs. Those appeared to be her most ticklish places. I noticed that she was very aroused, like I was too.
After a minute or so resting and caressing her body I told her that as soon as the next minute started I would tickle her as intense as I could for a whole minute.
When that minute started, I gave it to her on one of her most ticklish spots, her sides and her tummy. She became almost hysterical from laughing, but I didn’t stop until that minute was over.
After that I started caressing her again.
Well, I asked, how did you like that?
She replied: now wait till it is your turn.
Everytime she got her breath back, I started tickling her again, my fingers going all over her body, but giving most attention to her tummy and thighs, and if she turned to her side, I gave her back a good portion too.
From time to time I gave her such an intense minute again.
After a while I noticed that she became exhausted.
Do you wish me to stop now, I asked.
Yes, please I have had enough now.
I untied her and she laid on her back for a couple of minutes. She had been tickled for a complete hour. She had been very brave, because she used the safe word only twice.
Because she told me, before we started, that it was quite possible that she might have an orgasm during tickling, I asked her if she had come. She told me that it wasn’t the case, probably because she didn’t know me very well.
Then she asked: shall I tickle you now? I agreed.
I was wondering what it would be like, because I had never been tickled seriously in my life. I had always been the tickler. If I proved not to be ticklish, that part of our meeting would be disappointing for her, and I just wanted her to have the same good time that I had. For me, I believed that I would not be very ticklish, because I am able to stand pain rather well too.
She also tied me in the X shape, and I noticed that there was no way of escaping.
She touched my belly with her fingers slightly scratching with her fingernails. Oh my god, what is that? Gradually she intensified what she was doing and she spread it out to other parts of my body. I started squirming. What did I get myself into? Was I going to get that for a complete hour? It was unbearable.
I had to laugh. I couldn’t help it.
She gave me the same treatment as I gave here, periods of intense tickling alternating with caressing. My private parts were not being spared during the tickling. After some ages, during a caressing period I asked her how long she was tickling me now.
Half an hour she said. Do you want out now?
Well, I said I have tickled you for a complete hour, so I think you are entitled to another half hour.
(Did I really say that? I couldn’t believe I was saying that. I was asking for the worst sensation that I could think of.)
Yes, indeed, she said, you must have the other half too.
And then she started tickling again.
After another ten minutes of overall tickling I pulled so hard at the shackles that I got cramps in my leg. She stopped until it was over, and then she went on again, not sparing me. Sometimes I became half hysterical from laughing.
Again ten minutes later I got cramps again, It hurted so badly that I had to ask her to stop. She untied me. I told her she could tickle me further, and that I would try not to defend myself.
So we did. It was very difficult not to cover my tummy and sides, but she seemed so experienced in tickling that I had no chance.
When my full hour was over, I asked her if she could help me with my arousal. She said it was like having sex for her, and she didn’t want to do that at our first date. Of course I was a little bit disappointed, but I respected her decision.
She sat next to me on the bed and I asked her to lay beside me for a while, when I was resting. She did and I put my arms around her. Both our bodies felt hot from the tickling. She kissed me, saying what a wonderful time she had had. I asked her how she became such a skilful tickler, and she said she had carefully watched the tickle clips she could get.
I believe there is no part of my body that is not extremely ticklish. And I am really glad of that.
After a while I moved my hand down her body, meaning to tickle her lower tummy slightly. I really didn’t intend to, but my fingers slipped a little bit lower than I intended. I expected a ‘please don’t’ but instead she whispered ‘oh that feels good’. It encouraged me to go on. Well, you can guess what happened. After that she said it was so good that I would get a reward. And so I still got what I wished. Afterwards she smiled: And I didn’t want to have sex on our first date, and look what happened.
Then we took a bath together. and went out for diner. The evening we spent at home with a botlle of wine and we talked till 2 o’clock at night.
That night I didn’t sleep very much, thinking all the time about how a lifelong dream had come true. It was exactly what I wanted during my whole life and there was this woman and she wanted the same. Unbelievable.
The next day, when I went home again, we agreed to do the same again. It was so wonderful for both of us. If we will do that more, I will never forget this first time.
So all of you, guys, don’t give up hope. Even after 40 years you can meet someone.
Red Butler
P.S. I still can’t believe it, but it really happened that way.
But then I got internet a few years ago.
After a while I started looking for ‘tickling’ on Google, at first in my own language (dutch) and, because I could not find what I was looking for, I tried the same in english (that is how I found this forum) and in german (where I found a nice chatroom about tickling where all kinds of nice people were).
Pretty soon I noticed that most people were much younger than I am. I tried announcements on bdsm sites to find women who liked tickling, but I never got any serious reactions.
The people in in the german chatroom were very friendly, so even though they were very much younger than I am, mostly between 16 and 30, I stayed coming there. Now, 15 months later. I had given up all hope to find a woman to tickle with.
But then, a few weeks ago, there was a new female in the chat and we startet to talk, and she appeared to be not too much younger than me, 44 to be exactly.
She said that she liked tickling very much.
I asked her where she lived in Germany. She told me and I looked on the map where that was. Wow, just 200 km from me. I asked her if she liked to have a tickle date with me, and she said yes.
She gave me her telephone number and I phoned her right away. She was a very nice lady and we agreed a day at her home, in a weekend.
She told me tickling was very erotic for her, and more intimate details. I thought wow, that is exactly what I always wanted.
She asked me how I liked the tickling to happen and I told her that my dearest wish was to tickle her when she was completely naked and tied to the bed.
After I would have tickled her, she would get the opportunity to get her revenge.
To my surprise she went agree with all that (I would have been content with less).
In the time between our first acquaintance and our first meeting she bought a couple of shackles to tie the ticklee to the bed.
Last weekend was the big day. I drove to her and there she was. She was far from beautiful, but she was a very nice person.
The first hour we just talked to get to know each other. I had a dvd with me with the best tickle clips that I had in my collection, and we looked a couple of them to warm up, which aroused both of us.
After that we started our tickle session. We took off all of our clothes, so we were completely naked.
Who will go first, she asked.
I said that I already told her that I liked to tickle her first. It was okay for her.
I tied her X shaped to the bed.
I started at her armpits, with the intension to slowly work my way down, to possibly more ticklish spots.
I used some feathers to start with. She immediately freaked out. This woman was incredibly ticklish. It was my job to find out where the best spots were.
Then I started to use my fingers, and it seemed for her that all hell broke loose (but she loved it). The fingers worked out so much better than the feathers.
My fingers started in her armpits again and she started squirming and laughing so intensly that I knew that she had a really intense experience.
My fingers went lower over her ribs and her sides. She almost choked from laughing and her face became red. If she would be able to get loose she would have run away, I think.
Now I came to her tummy. She squirmed from side to side, hysterically laughing, but my fingers followed her everywhere. Every now and then I stopped tickling to let her catch her breath again, and then I went on again.
I tried her knees and then here feet. Her little feet were extremely sensitive. Even so sensitive that I decided not to tickle them too much. It seemed to be very torturous for her.
Then I started tickling her groins and thighs. Those appeared to be her most ticklish places. I noticed that she was very aroused, like I was too.
After a minute or so resting and caressing her body I told her that as soon as the next minute started I would tickle her as intense as I could for a whole minute.
When that minute started, I gave it to her on one of her most ticklish spots, her sides and her tummy. She became almost hysterical from laughing, but I didn’t stop until that minute was over.
After that I started caressing her again.
Well, I asked, how did you like that?
She replied: now wait till it is your turn.
Everytime she got her breath back, I started tickling her again, my fingers going all over her body, but giving most attention to her tummy and thighs, and if she turned to her side, I gave her back a good portion too.
From time to time I gave her such an intense minute again.
After a while I noticed that she became exhausted.
Do you wish me to stop now, I asked.
Yes, please I have had enough now.
I untied her and she laid on her back for a couple of minutes. She had been tickled for a complete hour. She had been very brave, because she used the safe word only twice.
Because she told me, before we started, that it was quite possible that she might have an orgasm during tickling, I asked her if she had come. She told me that it wasn’t the case, probably because she didn’t know me very well.
Then she asked: shall I tickle you now? I agreed.
I was wondering what it would be like, because I had never been tickled seriously in my life. I had always been the tickler. If I proved not to be ticklish, that part of our meeting would be disappointing for her, and I just wanted her to have the same good time that I had. For me, I believed that I would not be very ticklish, because I am able to stand pain rather well too.
She also tied me in the X shape, and I noticed that there was no way of escaping.
She touched my belly with her fingers slightly scratching with her fingernails. Oh my god, what is that? Gradually she intensified what she was doing and she spread it out to other parts of my body. I started squirming. What did I get myself into? Was I going to get that for a complete hour? It was unbearable.
I had to laugh. I couldn’t help it.
She gave me the same treatment as I gave here, periods of intense tickling alternating with caressing. My private parts were not being spared during the tickling. After some ages, during a caressing period I asked her how long she was tickling me now.
Half an hour she said. Do you want out now?
Well, I said I have tickled you for a complete hour, so I think you are entitled to another half hour.
(Did I really say that? I couldn’t believe I was saying that. I was asking for the worst sensation that I could think of.)
Yes, indeed, she said, you must have the other half too.
And then she started tickling again.
After another ten minutes of overall tickling I pulled so hard at the shackles that I got cramps in my leg. She stopped until it was over, and then she went on again, not sparing me. Sometimes I became half hysterical from laughing.
Again ten minutes later I got cramps again, It hurted so badly that I had to ask her to stop. She untied me. I told her she could tickle me further, and that I would try not to defend myself.
So we did. It was very difficult not to cover my tummy and sides, but she seemed so experienced in tickling that I had no chance.
When my full hour was over, I asked her if she could help me with my arousal. She said it was like having sex for her, and she didn’t want to do that at our first date. Of course I was a little bit disappointed, but I respected her decision.
She sat next to me on the bed and I asked her to lay beside me for a while, when I was resting. She did and I put my arms around her. Both our bodies felt hot from the tickling. She kissed me, saying what a wonderful time she had had. I asked her how she became such a skilful tickler, and she said she had carefully watched the tickle clips she could get.
I believe there is no part of my body that is not extremely ticklish. And I am really glad of that.
After a while I moved my hand down her body, meaning to tickle her lower tummy slightly. I really didn’t intend to, but my fingers slipped a little bit lower than I intended. I expected a ‘please don’t’ but instead she whispered ‘oh that feels good’. It encouraged me to go on. Well, you can guess what happened. After that she said it was so good that I would get a reward. And so I still got what I wished. Afterwards she smiled: And I didn’t want to have sex on our first date, and look what happened.
Then we took a bath together. and went out for diner. The evening we spent at home with a botlle of wine and we talked till 2 o’clock at night.
That night I didn’t sleep very much, thinking all the time about how a lifelong dream had come true. It was exactly what I wanted during my whole life and there was this woman and she wanted the same. Unbelievable.
The next day, when I went home again, we agreed to do the same again. It was so wonderful for both of us. If we will do that more, I will never forget this first time.
So all of you, guys, don’t give up hope. Even after 40 years you can meet someone.
Red Butler
P.S. I still can’t believe it, but it really happened that way.
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