I pondered this topic in my mind once & I think I know the 'incident' which launched my tickle fetish.
I was seven years old, laying on my couch watching TV in a blue satin nightgown. I have a sister who is 8 years my senior & she was also in the room with her boyfriend at the time. Her boyfriend, I think his name was Sean, was sitting on the other end of the couch from me.
When a commercial comes on, he starts teasing, telling me that he can tell I'm dying to be tickled.
I start to giggle as his hands move closer but I don't try to get away. Then he starts to tickle my belly & I laugh hard & start to squirm, but I can't get off the couch as one side was the back of the couch & he was sitting beisde me at this point. I push his hands with mine but since I was so little, I couldn't push him away. His big hands seemed to be everywhere! My belly, my sides, my ribs, my hips.
He then says that he is going to tickle me until I pee myself. He raises one of my arms & starts tickling under it for a while, then lifts my other arm to repeat the tickling.
My mom hears all of this going on & comes in the room. When she sees that I'm just being tickled, she smiles & goes back into the kitchen without a word.
He stopped & let me catch my breath. Once I did, he tells me he knows all little girls love being tickled & before I can protest, he starts spider tickling my belly again. This tickling under my arms & belly went on for the duration of every commercial break until the 2 hour movie was over & he went home. I slept like a baby that night.
After that incident I thought about being tickled all the time. How about any of you? Can you pinpoint the incident that sparked your tickle interest?
I was seven years old, laying on my couch watching TV in a blue satin nightgown. I have a sister who is 8 years my senior & she was also in the room with her boyfriend at the time. Her boyfriend, I think his name was Sean, was sitting on the other end of the couch from me.
When a commercial comes on, he starts teasing, telling me that he can tell I'm dying to be tickled.
I start to giggle as his hands move closer but I don't try to get away. Then he starts to tickle my belly & I laugh hard & start to squirm, but I can't get off the couch as one side was the back of the couch & he was sitting beisde me at this point. I push his hands with mine but since I was so little, I couldn't push him away. His big hands seemed to be everywhere! My belly, my sides, my ribs, my hips.
He then says that he is going to tickle me until I pee myself. He raises one of my arms & starts tickling under it for a while, then lifts my other arm to repeat the tickling.
My mom hears all of this going on & comes in the room. When she sees that I'm just being tickled, she smiles & goes back into the kitchen without a word.
He stopped & let me catch my breath. Once I did, he tells me he knows all little girls love being tickled & before I can protest, he starts spider tickling my belly again. This tickling under my arms & belly went on for the duration of every commercial break until the 2 hour movie was over & he went home. I slept like a baby that night.
After that incident I thought about being tickled all the time. How about any of you? Can you pinpoint the incident that sparked your tickle interest?
