Tickling Fantasys

[Vasker]

I've been both the lee & ler in my fantasies but the ultimate fantasie would be to be tickled side by side with my soulmate.
I don't know, some kind of captive type thing while we are vacationing on an island somewhere, a bunch of amazon type women rule the island and we both wind up strapped side by side and are tickled in some kind of senseless torture. The particulars of how we end up together aren't as important as the fantasy of being tickled with my partner and watching my partner's reaction to the tickling. It kind of takes care of the issue of whether I'm in the mood for a ler or lee fantasy.

 

[JPie1]

Since I am a big fan for the all over body tickle one of my fantasy's is to be magically suspended in the air so that my body is accessible from every angle and point. Then I would have a couple of handsome men tickle my body softly from head to toe, frontways, backways, sideways and allways!! ah...the goosebumps are forming now thinking of it.

JPie

Its raining men...hallaluah its raining men...amen

 

[ForgottenTcklr]

I have new fantasies almost everyday with different girls that I meet or see somewhere.

Usually they involve tying the girl down and tickling her until she cannot take it anymore!!!

 

[luv2bt&tickled]

I have one

Actually I have several fantasies

My best friend and I are planning a surprise party. My friend is a male by the way, he does not know that I am ticklish at all! We are in the kitchen preparing snacks for the party. And we were both acting goofy and crazy...dancing, I am doing letting wiggles and shakes....trying to juggle fruit on my head LOL just silly stuff.

One thing lead to the next and food got involved 🙂 he took the dip and put some on my tummy and then my the tip of my nose. I am wearing a short top and my midriff is exposed. When he poked me I dearly die! I my body tingles, my toes tingle too! I saw to him hey.....that tickles and I then turn and poke him back. Gawd his abs were so hard I never realized he was so fit. He then starts chasing me around the counter .....I'm screaming and squealing and this is music to his ears but I had no idea.

He then catches me and picks me up and puts me on the counter, I am melting at this point all kinds of things running through my mind. He gets my feet and says lets see those tooties and puts them to his mouth. I am thinking ok I'm gonna die right her in the kitchen!

Also wondering how I am going to get him to tie me up?
His girlfriend comes in and see's us and she joins in.....she starts to tickle me while he gets my feet. I am in Heaven!

Fantasies are a wonderful thing!!!!!!

 

[domtickler4U]

Luv2bt&tickled

Yes little one fantasies are a wonderful thing. 🙂
What might yours be?
Why did you stop there, I am sure you fantasized more?

Mine fantasy is having two ladies tied up and just tickle them until they can hardly breathe and then get their lovely feet!

Domtickler

 

[sole seeker]

Road trip

I have several fantasies. My favorite one is to tickle a woman who is in traction in a hospital bed (the inspiration for Anne's Hospital Stay).

Another one involves having a married couple in the backseat of my car. The lady is wearing pants or slacks, tan colored nylons and heels.

We're on a long highway trip, and the car is loaded down. There is so much stuff in the car that the backseat floorboard is piled up on the lady's side. As the trip progresses the woman's husband falls asleep. My wife, who is riding in the front seat on the passenger side, is already dozing.

Twenty minutes later, the lady in the back seat gets tired of sitting with her legs curled up on the seat, and she asks me in a whisper if she can stretch them out by putting her feet (still in her shoes) through the open armrest into the front seat. I say that would be fine, so she does and then crosses her ankles. Now her feet are right at my side.

A few minutes later I look in the rearview mirror and notice that the woman is still wide-awake, looking at the passing scenery and occasionally glancing through the windshield at the traffic ahead of us. When she glances into the rearview mirror our eyes meet.

I slowly remove the shoe on her uppermost foot and run my finger down the sole. Her eyes grow wide and she wiggles her foot. She whispers a single word, "Stop!"

I begin to spider tickle her sole through the nylons. She breathes in sharply and laughs very quietly. In between spasms she says, "Cut it out, my husband would really be pissed off if he knew what you were doing!"

"Why?” I whisper back. "What am I doing?" Still in a whisper, she replies, "You're tickling me!"

In my fantasy the woman never moves her feet away or raises her voice. She just tolerates the situation and laughs quietly, even after I switch to tickling both feet at once.

Sometimes in my fantasy, I play the role of the husband, and my wife is the lady who is tickled. In this version, I am secretly awake and enjoying every minute of this exchange, as I watch the man tickling her feet in the rearview mirror.


Hey, it's just a fantasy...

 

[tickleking]

Re: Road trip

I begin to spider tickle her sole through the nylons. She breathes in sharply and laughs very quietly. In between spasms she says, "Cut it out, my husband would really be pissed off if he knew what you were doing!"

"Why?” I whisper back. "What am I doing?" Still in a whisper, she replies, "You're tickling me!"

In my fantasy the woman never moves her feet away or raises her voice. She just tolerates the situation and laughs quietly, even after I switch to tickling both feet at once.

Sometimes in my fantasy, I play the role of the husband, and my wife is the lady who is tickled. In this version, I am secretly awake and enjoying every minute of this exchange, as I watch the man tickling her feet in the rearview mirror.


Hey, it's just a fantasy...

Finally, someone who has the same fantasy I do!!! I thought I was all alone...

It used to make me really jealous if someone tickled my wife. Now, although it hasn't happened in probably close to a year, I find myself more intrigued by the idea. Often, while putting her nylon feet in my face, she will tell me stories of being tickled by other people. All of it is actually quite a turnon.

She will tell me of stories where she is stuck in an elevator with her foot stuck though the doors. A fireman removes her heel and tickles her stocking foot to relax it so he can wedge it out, all while she laughs hysterically and begs them not to as it will make me mad.

Stuff like that is fantastic to hear, although I am still not sure I could actually SEE it. I love to hear this kind of stuff though, real or fiction.

Great post!!!

TK

 

[sole seeker]

TK,

Thanks for the positive feedback.

I'd love to hear some more of your fantasies. I'll bet other people reading this thread would too.

 

[tickleking]

All of these are fantasies,almost by definition, as she tells them to me and I love it. She also tells me of story where she is hired as a foot model to model new pantyhose for Leggs. The models place their nylon feet through two holes in the wall, so people can get a "feel" for the texture and what they look like on a person. People of all different ages come up and stroke the bottom of her feet, commenting on how silky they feel, while she laughs like crazy behind the wall.

She tells how a middle aged executive places a piece of paper on the bottom of her foot to write notes on, an eight year old boy with fingernails that his mother hasn't trimmed scratches her soles tickling her into a frenzy, two college guys have fun playing this little piggie, etc. I love to hear stuff like that. Once again, it is pure fantasy. I am not sure I like it when the real thing happens. But I LOVE to hear it.

 

[NYCity]

I have a lot of tickling fanatsies, but the best description I can give, is that I'd like to be the protagonist in a Dave2112 story, preferably from the darkest recesses of his mind. Something invloving me as some type of roylty, or in a mideaval or futuristic society where I had authority to tickle torture (and more) beautiful women to my heart's (and finger's) content.

 

[Count-tickula]

Are all tickle vid producers getting this?
The older woman -lee seems to rule.
We want more vids of older women in places of authority being genuinely tickled.
You probably won't be able to get the actual teachers, babysitters and friends' mum's from my chidhood though.
Shame.
But anything close will do.

 

[General Zod]

One of mine involes three women,wearing Air Force dress blue uniforms,and tied up All have red toe nails At first I'm tickling their feet through nylons,but later they go barefoot I then use my tounge on the middle one and my fingers on the ones to the left and right
Another fantasy is three women,barefoot again One is in a Supergirl outfit,one in a Batgirl Outfit,the last one is in a Wonder Woman outfit
General Zod

 

[siamese dream]

I have a top 2:
1) To find a woman that not only loves being tickled but also is an awesome person.

all that and I love TOOL... hehe

mine is to find someone that understands all my crazy desires...he should have a lot of energy 🙂

 

[sole seeker]

Candid Camera

I think I mentioned this sequence before in another thread, but since it remains a favorite fantasy I thought I'd post it again.

I actually saw this scenario on an old episode of the television show Candid Camera with Alan Funt and Fanny Farmer. They did a sequence where Fanny stuck her stocking-covered leg through a hole in the hosiery counter of a department store. She was wearing dark-colored sheer stockings. Her leg stuck straight up in the air beside two or three mannequin legs, all modeling various shades of stockings. As ladies came through the area and stroked the mannequins' legs (to test the feel of the hosiery) they eventually stroked Fanny's leg and she would let out a giggle and wiggle her toes. Of course, this freaked out all the ladies... which is the reason this skit was staged for Candid Camera in the first place. Occasionally Fanny just wiggled her toes and called out to passersby. (I guess there weren't all that many women who just needed to feel the hosiery before they chose a selection.)

The best part was the last person "caught" on camera. It was a middle-aged man who completely fell for the gag. He was probably trying to find some hose for his wife, so he was testing the feel of the stockings on the mannequins’ legs. When he got to Fanny's leg, she let out her standard giggle and wiggled her toes. He jumped back in surprise and looked around. It didn't take him five seconds to move back to the counter and stroke Fanny's leg again. When she giggled and wiggled her toes he moved his had up to stroke her heel. At first touch her giggle changed from a lighthearted "gotcha" giggle to a "oh shit!" laugh. He proceeded to spider tickle the bottom of her foot. Now she was laughing and wiggling for real! This went on for thirty seconds or more - long enough that Alan Funt had to approach the man to tell him they were on Candid Camera.

In my fantasy it's my wife modeling the hose. She’s taken a temporary job doing exactly what Fanny was doing in the television show, except that her job is a sales gimmick for a department store. She’s sitting on a bench behind a wall, wearing suntan colored pantyhose. She has both of her sheer stockinged legs from mid-thigh to foot, stuck out into the main part of the store. Her legs are alongside several mannequin legs displaying hosiery. She is supposed to wiggle her feet and legs to draw people over to the hosiery counter. I have come over to check out her new job, and I’m sitting on the bench talking with her. I’m less than thrilled at her new job, and she’s trying to convince me that the girls working outside in the customer area do not let anyone actually touch her legs. The truth is that while we’re talking a number of people come up and stroke her legs, although I am unaware of this. Neither of us can see what goes on with her legs and feet. Because I’m there with her, she tries not to display any facial expression at all when someone touches her.

She does pretty well for the first five minutes of our conversation, until she barks out a laugh at an inappropriate moment. She tries to recover and puts a serious expression on her face immediately. I look at her strangely for a few seconds and then she lets out another bark and a giggle. At that point it becomes obvious to me that her foot is being tickled. She laughs for several seconds and breaks off only long enough to giggle “Oh no... Not that one too!” as her tormenters attack the other foot at the same time.

Sometimes at this point in my fantasy, I begin to tickle her ribs and underarms and she melts into laughter. Other times I leave her side and go out into the customer area. I watch as several different young men tickle her feet. When one group tires, the sales girls themselves take over and stroke the bottoms of her feet to make her wiggle and twitch. The girls work partly on commission, and they know that getting a big crowd together can only help them make money. I often join the line of people tickling her feet and when it's my turn I discuss different techniques to use with the other people standing around while I tickle her feet.

Sometimes when I fantasize this scenario, I decide “what the hell” once I realize her feet are being tickled, and I begin to kiss her ardently and fondle her breasts. She responds by kissing me back passionately and.... well at this point the fantasy gets pretty X-rated.

 

[tickleking]

sole seeker,

You and I are birds of a feather, no pun intended. Does your wife know of your fantasy of someone else tickling her?

My ultimate fantasy, although I truly believe I might suffer cardiac arrest if I actually witnessed it, would be to have a burglar enter the house. He would then tie me up and tie her up with her feet stickling through a chair. He would ask where the valuables are, and she would refuse to tell him. I would be forced to watch him take off her shoes while she looked at me for help, then have him turn to look at me while he started raking her soles, tickling her into hysteria, saying "Who tickles better?"

It is truly a fantasy that I honestly don't think I could make it through, but I guess that is what fantasies are for...😉

 

[luv2bt&tickled]

I Like How You Put That!!!

<The difference between Kinky and Perverted can be summed up thus:
Kinky is with a feather; Perverted is with a chicken.>

🙂 I liked how you put that Sole Seeker!!! 😀
I loved to be tickled with a feather, a chicken now I will just draw the line there! LOL😀
Tracy

 

[luv2bt&tickled]

Sole Seeker "Tickling Fantasies"

😀 Love the one with the Candid Camera😉

A question for you or someone who can tell me? Since I am a new memeber I have not heard of the squeal you mentioned. <I think I mentioned this sequence before in another thread, but since it
remains a favorite fantasy I thought I'd post it again. > Where can I find this?

😕
Thanks in advance!😉
Tracy

 

[R. Davis]

Tickling Fantasy

One of my favorite tickling fantasies involve sexy, ticklish older women, sexy high heels and fiendish bondage.

 

[sole seeker]

Office fantasy

I have occasionally fantasized that one of my co-workers gets stuck hanging part-way out of an air duct. My office is in a refurbished building. It used to be a large, two-story home. I and a couple other staff members come and go at odd hours. Often there is only one lady in the office to answer the telephone.

I imagine that one of the ladies has gone up to the attic bedroom where we store old files. She crawls partway into one of the air ducts (about 15 inches square) to check out a mousetrap we set there for our ongoing pest problem. She gets stuck and can’t get out. When I enter the building she hears the front door open and close, so she yells for help. I climb the stairs to find her upper half trapped and the lower half in plain view. My co-worker is wearing a fairly tight black skirt which hits just above her knee, tan pantyhose and black high heels. She explains that she’s stuck and needs someone to pull her out. Since I haven’t spoken, she doesn’t know who is there.

I pause for a minute and take in the situation. As the silence lengthens she says, “Uh... what’s going on?” I slip the shoe off her right foot and admire the unblemished sole. She wiggles her toes now that she’s freed of her high heel and asks, “Who's there? What the hell are you doing? Are you going to help me or not?”

I don't reply, but I think to myself, “It’s just not your day, ma’am”.

I slowly stroke one finger down the length of her sole. She lets out a whoop and yells "STOP!". I begin spider tickling her foot and she erupts in laughter. And she keeps right on laughing as I tickle first one, then the other, and then both stockinged feet at the same time. I alternate my technique every few minutes. I lightly stroke her soles with my fingertips, rake my nails down the length of them from below the toes to her heels, and I wiggle a finger between her toes. I watch in fascination as her feet twitch and wiggle. I count the wrinkles in her soles when she tries to scrunch them up to protect the smooth bottoms. I have one hell of a good time, but I never say a word.

When I decide I’ve had enough I just leave. I return to the building half an hour later to be sure she's gotten free. After all, I can always claim it wasn’t me; I hadn’t gotten back until just that minute.

Hey, it's just a fantasy...


R.Davis - I assume your asking about Anne's Hospital Stay, a three-part (thus far) story I posted in the story section of this forum. If you read it I’d appreciate your feedback.

TK - I haven't told my wife of my fantasy concerning another person tickling her. She is very ticklish on her feet, but it doesn't turn her on. She allows me to have at 'em occasionally because she loves me and she enjoys the effect it has on me. (I am very fortunate. 😀 ) I'm pretty sure she would not approve of making the fantasy a reality.

 

[46and2]

all that and I love TOOL... hehe

mine is to find someone that understands all my crazy desires...he should have a lot of energy 🙂

Define "crazy", I've been accused of being slightly insane because of my desires. Maybe I listen to Maynard to much

"Shroud-ing all the ground around me
Is this holy crow above me.
Black as holes within a memory
And blue as our new second sun.
I stick my hand into his shadow
To pull the pieces from the sand.
Which I attempt to reassemble
To see just who I might have been.
I do not recognize the vessel,
But the eyes seem so familiar.
Like phosphorescent desert buttons
Singing one familiar song..."

 

[siamese dream]

slightly insane desires are definitely cool, when you're talking to someone on the TMF...

Maynard is one wise dude with an amazing voice and musical talent. I'd love to know if he's ticklish... it would just be interesting. 😉

 

[SlaverTickler]

Too Drew

Hay Drew...you fantasy sounds like kittle town in reverse.

 

[46and2]

slightly insane desires are definitely cool, when you're talking to someone on the TMF... 😉

I'll speak of my insanity at anywhere at anytime! Excuse me, the warde...I mean the mailman is here.😛

 

[milagros317]

slightly insane desires are definitely cool, when you're talking to someone on the TMF...
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Yes, TMF is a fine place, where one can spin out one's wildest fantasies.

 

[sole seeker]

We try harder!

I once had a girl friend that worked for a car rental agency at a small, local airport. Her name was Mary, and I described my experiences tickling her feet in a thread that discussed combining spanking with tickling. (She was into spanking, and she let me have her feet.)

When she was at work, Mary sat on a stool at a counter to wait on customers. She always dressed in a tight uniform skirt, hose and high heels. She had terrific legs and loved to show them off. Mary also had beautiful feet with smooth heels, high arches and perfectly shaped toes. Her feet were incredibly ticklish.

I often fantasized that I would hide under the counter in the space for her knees. When a customer came up I would take off one of her high heels and take hold of her foot. I would use my other hand to stroke my fingertips along the bottom of her nylon-clad sole. As she fought to keep a straight face, I would wiggle a finger in between her toes and then spider-tickle under her arch. A few minutes later I would take off her other shoe and do the same thing.

I would have loved to really pass an afternoon like that. I love the idea of making her fight to control her reaction almost as much as the memory of tickling those beautiful feet!


Let's try to keep this thread going. Someone reading this might be inspired to write a new story from one of these ideas. Besides, imagination is like everything else... use it or lose it!