Your Tickling Origin Story!

[The Sean Man]

When did you realize that tickling was all that for you?

 

[chicag0]

I was terrified of being tickled as a kid and tickling others weirded me out too. Luckily I was able to avoid it mostly growing up. Around 14, I started fantasizing about boy bands, schoolmates, teachers tickling me and shortly after I found the TMF. I registered a few years later and the rest is history lol

 

[DaDebble]

I always enjoyed tickling girls. After the internet became available (the advent of affordable cable internet, that was late 1998 here) I was in puberty for two or three years already. A year or two after I got online and I decided to look up erotic images I remembered how I liked tickling and wondered whether I could find women getting tickled. Then I noticed there existing a whole fetish around it, with videos and all. When I entered tickling on Altavista (popular search engine back then), I stumbled upon SW Tickle (my first tickling website). It is via that website that I discovered Realtickling, Paradise Vision, Harmony Concepts, Magic Touch Tickling, FM Concepts, etc...

Those images of women getting tickled instantly aroused me and the rest is history. A few years later I indulged in this fantasy with a few girls I got romantically involved with, never flat out telling them I have a tickling fetish. Of the girls I dated while I was still exploring my sexuality, the most ticklish of the bunch actually seemed to liked it as well and of course it was no secret to her it got me horny. Getting to tickle girls was never a problem in the sea of vanilla women and for that reason I'm kind of glad I have this turn-on.

Via Jeff's MTP I discovered the TMF. Looking for free preview clips, I discovered Tickle Theater (this is why it is called such, because it was very clip oriented with frequent uploads on its inception).

I believe I was 14 when I started linking tickling to sexuality (I hit puberty at 11), but I was always into tickling from as long as I remember.

 

[the tickle wizard]

i can't pin point it exactly. just remember seeing other people bieng tickled when i was really young, and it giving me this "feeling". one of my earliest memorys of tickling was up at the local park. i lived in a village, where everyone knew everyone. one summer i remember going to the local park, the grass had just been cut. and a couple of the guys where pinning people to the ground, one straddled, the other held the persons arms above their head. the one straddling would then tickle the captive's sides forcing them to open their mouths. they would put a wad of cut grass in the persons mouth!! real predicament tickling. thats was the kickstart.
I remember wacthing being transfixed.
Then my perents got the internet, that was it lol. whent through all the same sites as "dadebble" . just recently come out of my shell on here and on TMF.

 

[TKLVR181]

Growing up I was terrified of being tickled because I didn't understand the butterflies-in-the-stomach thing and it scared me. I was, however, the eldest of ten grandkids and disabled-I had to keep order somehow 😛 I was able to 'hold it in' whenever any of them tried to tickle me back and therefor got a reputation for being not ticklish (it is worth mentioning I am ticklish, but not very aside from some spots).

When I hit about fourteen or fifteen I started having fantasies about being a REALLY evil tickler in, 'adult' situations with helpless guys. I justified my fantasies by thinking that, in the fantasies, they enjoyed it-though pushing aside the thoughts of 'nobody likes being tickled, this is just cruel' wasn't easy for someone like me. My stepsiblings, one stepbrother and one stepsister, both older than me, used to get into tickle fights all the time. Sometimes they would encourage me to help but I was too shy and the butterflies were too strong and I just sat there and watched with what was, in retrospect, probably a little too much fascination >___<

When I was...fifteen, I think? I yahoo'd (there was no google yet) the word "tickling" on vacation once and....bam. I wasn't the only one. I remember the first thing I came across was a story of Christina Agularia and Brittany Spears tickling each other after being kidnapped by the narrator of the story-and at the end he found himself tied and at their mercy. I vividly remember the narrator saying that they probably 'interpreted (the look on his face) as fear' and thinking, "well what else could it be?" Very shortly after I discovered that lees exist and boy was that a relief!

Over the next year or two I realized that the idea of being tickled appeals to me. Not in the same way lerring does-but as I said, I grew up the eldest of the neighborhood kids and all my siblings/cousins, and being disabled I never let myself lose control. Being forced into losing control by friendly means by people who just want to see me lose my composure but in a friendly way? Therapeutic as all hell! I also realized that I'm bi and love the idea of tickling other women in 'adult' situations as well 😀 Met a guy here on TT and wound up marrying him.

Lerring can definitely take on a more sexual edge for me, while leeing is, except in very certain circumstances, all about the adrenaline rush and therapeutic loss of control. There's my origin story for ya, long and complex as I now realize it is >.> Srry about that.

~K

 

[The Sean Man]

Yeah. Finding out that you actually like this "thing" is a great feeling. Especially when you find others who like it too 🙂

 

[The Sean Man]

I remember when I realized via internet that it was indeed a "thing". It was a wonderful day 🙂

 

[The Sean Man]

Wonderful response! What a wonderful world we live in, where we can discover new and exciting things that exist.

 

[Rectangle1]

Been this way my entire life.
Probably went a bit overboard when I was young, tickling friends or family members past the point of being funny..
..As I got older, I started to realize I was "different".
Over time, I worked into accepting it as part of myself, and sort of fought back internally against that "I'm weird" feeling that we all tend to wrestle with.

Did a lot of internal work on what it is about it that I find enticing.
Sort of came up with a framework of what it is and what it means to me in my head that I was able to grasp onto and work from there on normalizing it in my life.

By the time I hit my mid-twenties, I was pretty comfortable bringing it up within the bounds of relationships.

Somewhere in the mix I lived at an Eastern Orthodox monastery for around a year and almost became a monk, and spent some time internally wrestling with it and whether or not it could be repressed.

It can't, by the way. Don't try it.

And yeah, now here I am. Married, we're as open or more about it with each other than most "normie" couples are with each other with vanilla stuff.

Not that exciting, probably a little bit rambly (I'm stupid drunk), but there it is.

 

[DarthGrinn]

Well I have always been a tickle monster. The oldest memories I had were of me running around class tickling friends and egging them to chase me and tickle me back. As I grew older, I only got more playful and goofy. In junior highschool, I had a guy friend who would always challenge me to spontaneous wrestling playfights, and tickling would always be a part of the mix. Ah those innocent days where tickling was *only* playful 😉

I didn't start thinking about tickling in a sexual way until my first girlfriend, at the tender age of 18, when I realized how aroused tickling her got me. At first it struck me as an odd reaction, but I just fully embraced it as a part of my sexuality (just as I do with my foot fetish).

 

[SmashTV1]

When I was very young, around four or five, I realised that I had a thing for stocking feet. Obviously, I didn't know that it would later become a fetish, but whenever I'd see women in stocking feet - be it in real life, in a magazine or on television - I'd always get a warm, fluttery feeling. I think that my tickling fetish is a natural extension of that; I remember magician David Copperfield tickling the stocking soles (albeit fake) of Catherine Bach when he sawed her in half (this was when I was around eight), and realised then that I also enjoyed seeing her helpless desperation and giggling when she was 'tickled'.

My first actual tickling experience came when I was 11; I discovered from my grandmother that my aunt liked having her feet massaged and tickled as it relaxed her, and one holiday my sister began to tickle my aunt's stocking feet. My aunt didn't complain so I joined in, and for the rest of the holiday I'd sneak peeks at her stocking feet and tickle them when I could (to which my aunt never objected). Although I still didn't fully understand it, I enjoyed the pleasure of the tickling, the feel of my aunt's stocking feet and also seeing that my aunt enjoyed it. Since then, I've always enjoyed massaging and tickling stocking feet and also tickling sides, armpits, knees etc.

Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV

 

[TickleThyFeet]

I always had a thing for female feet but tickling never really crept in until I was about 7 or 8. My cousin was playing with her slippers one day and I was reading next to her feet (yeh right, I was watching intently). She the started trying to knock the book away from me as she played with her slippers. I just started stroking the sole of her foot and she jumped but continued on. From then on I really got into tickling feet.

I love to tickle during shoeplay. I would sneak up on my cousin as she was sitting at a table and tickle her feet from behind or Iwould sneak under the table and ticle her as she dangled. She really indulged me then. It was great. She had the most ticklish feet ever and I just couldn't ignore them.

I tickled her mum once too when she was sitting next to my cousin. Both of them were crazy shoeplayers so it was really easy to get your hands on their feet. My aunt always wore stockings and I loved the smell of her feet in those nylons and the feel of them as I tickled her feet.

 

[db_131]

The earliest memory I have is of me around six or seven, to which I and this young girl in my class(or parents were friends) would sit at the bottom of the basement stairs, I don't recall how but I would always get a hold of her feet in shoes. I would quite literally tear them off her feet as she tried desperately to hold them on and protest as I did, I would then scribble my fingers all over her soles as she laughed her head off.

When I was in fifth grade my teacher told us first day of class that she either wore sneakers or flats and I thought it was weird that she would share that, later I found myself fantasizing about removing her sneakers as my thoughts on tickling her weren't fully developed.

later I saw a talk show episode on fetishes and there was a girl who enjoyed tickling her man, who she apparent once tied up against his will after he fell asleep and tickled him, I thought it was weird and that it was probably just a few people who thought this way never thinking I would run into any of them.

My mom later got internet and a computer it was around 1996 so it was dial up, which took forever and the quality was terrible, I initially looked up footwear to see women's feet (thinking I was alone on my thoughts of feet as my tickling side had still not fully developed) on the side bar it had search suggestions one of which was women's feet I clicked it, more suggestions I clicked celebrity feet and quickly came away from that as at the time there really wasn't much to look at

Then went back to find another suggestion tickling women's feet, I clicked that and found real tickling (the first and still and amazing tickling site) I also found sw tickle which was mostly links a couple of pictures and stories, plume which was all stories mostly nylon tickle stories, wu's feetlinks which was nothing but links to other sites but it worked well, and evania tickle about a maid looking woman getting tickled.