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Tickling vs. Sex
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NYCity said:
I concur. As far as my libido is concerned, the two are inextricably linked, and although they haven't occurred together until recently, I've always fantasized about one while doing the other.
It never occurred to me to hold on to my virginity. I first had intercourse at 14, and have no regrets. I've had extremely good, as well as very bad, sex; the best sex has involved the exploration of my boundaries. Now that I'm experiencing sex and tickling concurrently whenever I desire, I don't appreciate "vanilla" sex any less. I simply feel like I've moved closer to a space where there are no distinctions between intercourse, tickling, and any other sensual pleasures in my life.
I'm not quite sure if that makes sense, but making an objective observation about my own sexual proclivities is not one of my strong suits.
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ontheverge said:
You're a lucky guy ontheverge. I wish that I could enjoy vanilla sex like that. I think that to some degree it is a bit of a curse to only get off on tickling...at least it can be for me since I'm with a vanilla guy.
Maggie
Tickling V. Sex
Let's see, tickling v.sex. I've daydreamed about tickling since I can remember. Yet I don't think it's an obsession. It's never caused me to miss something that was a responsibility, although it helped while away many a trip, to think about it. For me it's actually intertwined with my sexuality. I've tickled without sex and sexed without tickling. We've done both in the same event to raucous success. I have to say in all fairness that as far as simply sex is concerned, I find it far better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.
Still, it's a question that gets right to the heart of life for me. In my dotage I still find tickling causes the Fountain of Youth to spring to life if you get my meaning (I think I do). Something I dearly love to do or think about is holding the wife down so she can neither move nor protect the spots I'm tickling, yet the rest of her body is perfectly free to do whatever she likes to try to stop me. I'm into the woman thing, so I have to ask the question, don't you just love the natural shape of a woman and all that means to tickling? When I have my wife held down at the shoulders, arms up, and am tickling her upper ribs and armpits, it's so fun to watch her thighs as she kicks her feet up and down. Sometimes she tries to cover her armpits with her knees, an impossibility. Having babies made her a bit more emphatic in the curves department, and her tummy does wondrous things when she curls her legs up that way.
Have you ever been hypnotized by that more curvaceous lass when she is wearing but a bra and panties, laying on her side propped up on an elbow? Notice the way that area below her bra, maybe below her ribs kind of bunches up a little. Often when I'm tickling that same way, she will raise one leg, usually bent at the knee, and roll to her opposite side. Then she will roll part way back, raise her other leg the same way and twist to the other side. When she does this, she manages to contort herself to cause that bunching effect at her waist and lower sides. Also, the way she raises her legs and twists causes her hips to be even curveyer, if that's a word. Great Caesar's Ghost, what a glorious sexy look, and how can you stop tickling when such a look (with the laughing and screaming) makes that Fountain of Youth dance the way it does.
This is all sexuality...and more than tickling. Yet she constantly reminds me there are a million ways to tickle. Pheromone laden women are so darned attractive...thank you God and Mother Nature. Sometimes I want to be 22 years old again, but only with the proviso that I know what I know today. I like sex, and I THINK the wife does also, but on her terms. I learned many years ago that the "quickie" was not so satisfying for me, and wholly unsatisfying for the wife. Even when the room is alive with pheromones, she wants me to play nice, tickle, caress, tease, maybe wrestle a little and tickle some more. This releases the feral in the lass and turns her into the raging tigress. When you have two people in the same room, and one of them is a raging tigress, well, this repays the effort. The sex may not be entirely vanilla at this point, but it IS wholly satisfying.
Back to the sex v. tickling and virginity and so on and so forth, I honestly feel that relationships have to be taken one at a time. People move through relationships, I hope, in an effort to find eventually the right one. For most people, the highest happiness will be found when we live life as a team effort. So part of life needs to be spent finding the right teammate. Many of us make mistakes in this search. I did. I s'pect I goofed up some golden opportunities making these mistakes. It seems to me these days, as I look at the life and times of my kids, we may be more prone to making mistakes now than even back in the licentious sixties. It can be more dangerous these days in addition to the normal problems caused by mistakes.
All we can do is learn from our mistakes and move on, and avoid making them the next time. What we don't want to do is give up. That makes life itself a waste. For some reason I'll never understand my eventual teammate thought I might be worth a chance. I can't think of a gift more impressive that one person can give another beyond the gift of self. I wound up with a shy, beautiful, stubborn, fascinating, infuriorating, bright, vivacious, desperately ticklish, intelligent, teasing, impossible to comprehend creature of the female persuasion who simply allowed me to absorb her life and personality. What's better than that? How did all this come about, since it happened when I was still somewhat clumsy, but improving, in the courting ritual? I guess I did some things right for a change. Many years later I can look back and suggest that I took to heart the sage advice of Mr. Sinatra who said it this way…
Let's take it nice and easy
It's gonna be so easy
For us to fall in love
Hey baby what's your hurry
Relax and don't you worry
We're gonna fall in love
We're on the road to romance - that's safe to say
But let's make all the stops along the way
The problem now of course is
To simply hold your horses
To rush would be a crime
'Cause nice and easy does it every time.
...of course that's just my opinion. Oh, and you can tickle a woman to distraction that way as well.
Let's see, tickling v.sex. I've daydreamed about tickling since I can remember. Yet I don't think it's an obsession. It's never caused me to miss something that was a responsibility, although it helped while away many a trip, to think about it. For me it's actually intertwined with my sexuality. I've tickled without sex and sexed without tickling. We've done both in the same event to raucous success. I have to say in all fairness that as far as simply sex is concerned, I find it far better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.
Still, it's a question that gets right to the heart of life for me. In my dotage I still find tickling causes the Fountain of Youth to spring to life if you get my meaning (I think I do). Something I dearly love to do or think about is holding the wife down so she can neither move nor protect the spots I'm tickling, yet the rest of her body is perfectly free to do whatever she likes to try to stop me. I'm into the woman thing, so I have to ask the question, don't you just love the natural shape of a woman and all that means to tickling? When I have my wife held down at the shoulders, arms up, and am tickling her upper ribs and armpits, it's so fun to watch her thighs as she kicks her feet up and down. Sometimes she tries to cover her armpits with her knees, an impossibility. Having babies made her a bit more emphatic in the curves department, and her tummy does wondrous things when she curls her legs up that way.
Have you ever been hypnotized by that more curvaceous lass when she is wearing but a bra and panties, laying on her side propped up on an elbow? Notice the way that area below her bra, maybe below her ribs kind of bunches up a little. Often when I'm tickling that same way, she will raise one leg, usually bent at the knee, and roll to her opposite side. Then she will roll part way back, raise her other leg the same way and twist to the other side. When she does this, she manages to contort herself to cause that bunching effect at her waist and lower sides. Also, the way she raises her legs and twists causes her hips to be even curveyer, if that's a word. Great Caesar's Ghost, what a glorious sexy look, and how can you stop tickling when such a look (with the laughing and screaming) makes that Fountain of Youth dance the way it does.
This is all sexuality...and more than tickling. Yet she constantly reminds me there are a million ways to tickle. Pheromone laden women are so darned attractive...thank you God and Mother Nature. Sometimes I want to be 22 years old again, but only with the proviso that I know what I know today. I like sex, and I THINK the wife does also, but on her terms. I learned many years ago that the "quickie" was not so satisfying for me, and wholly unsatisfying for the wife. Even when the room is alive with pheromones, she wants me to play nice, tickle, caress, tease, maybe wrestle a little and tickle some more. This releases the feral in the lass and turns her into the raging tigress. When you have two people in the same room, and one of them is a raging tigress, well, this repays the effort. The sex may not be entirely vanilla at this point, but it IS wholly satisfying.
Back to the sex v. tickling and virginity and so on and so forth, I honestly feel that relationships have to be taken one at a time. People move through relationships, I hope, in an effort to find eventually the right one. For most people, the highest happiness will be found when we live life as a team effort. So part of life needs to be spent finding the right teammate. Many of us make mistakes in this search. I did. I s'pect I goofed up some golden opportunities making these mistakes. It seems to me these days, as I look at the life and times of my kids, we may be more prone to making mistakes now than even back in the licentious sixties. It can be more dangerous these days in addition to the normal problems caused by mistakes.
All we can do is learn from our mistakes and move on, and avoid making them the next time. What we don't want to do is give up. That makes life itself a waste. For some reason I'll never understand my eventual teammate thought I might be worth a chance. I can't think of a gift more impressive that one person can give another beyond the gift of self. I wound up with a shy, beautiful, stubborn, fascinating, infuriorating, bright, vivacious, desperately ticklish, intelligent, teasing, impossible to comprehend creature of the female persuasion who simply allowed me to absorb her life and personality. What's better than that? How did all this come about, since it happened when I was still somewhat clumsy, but improving, in the courting ritual? I guess I did some things right for a change. Many years later I can look back and suggest that I took to heart the sage advice of Mr. Sinatra who said it this way…
Let's take it nice and easy
It's gonna be so easy
For us to fall in love
Hey baby what's your hurry
Relax and don't you worry
We're gonna fall in love
We're on the road to romance - that's safe to say
But let's make all the stops along the way
The problem now of course is
To simply hold your horses
To rush would be a crime
'Cause nice and easy does it every time.
...of course that's just my opinion. Oh, and you can tickle a woman to distraction that way as well.
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daisycrazy5496 said:
Even better, I'm a lucky girl in that I am with a partner now who, like me, is open to many forms of sexual expression. I guess for me it's not so much a question of the "flavor" of the sex...the human tendency to categorize sex as "vanilla," "kinky" or anything between is never going to go away. I'm just very glad that I appreciate tickling as a form of sexual expression, when so may other people don't even see tickling on their sexual radar screens.
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ontheverge said:
Oops....time for me to open mouth and insert foot.
Sorry ontheverge. I should know by now that assumptions should never be made! In the words of the bumbling Homer Simpson...DOH!
Maggie
Re: Tickling V. Sex
Hiram,
Darlin', tickled to distraction?? How about just reading the things you write? *shiver* Ahhh, to be the wife of a man who thinks like you. *bigsigh*
Joby...missin' the old goat called Hiram lately. 😛 Hope you're kickin' sweets!
hiram said:
Hiram,
Darlin', tickled to distraction?? How about just reading the things you write? *shiver* Ahhh, to be the wife of a man who thinks like you. *bigsigh*
Joby...missin' the old goat called Hiram lately. 😛 Hope you're kickin' sweets!
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Valis...
Welcome to the TMF! You just made me so glad that I began this thread. Not only did it validate my own feelings, but now I know it did the same for others out there. I guess that's really what it's all about, right?
Keep posting Valis!
Maggie
VALIS said:
Welcome to the TMF! You just made me so glad that I began this thread. Not only did it validate my own feelings, but now I know it did the same for others out there. I guess that's really what it's all about, right?
Keep posting Valis!
Maggie
