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My sleep over It was a normal thing for my friends and I to have sleep overs. This one started out as any other. We rented movies, ordered pizza, did our make overs, talked about boys, and a few of us talked about girls also. We decided to play a game called girls talk. It was a game almost like truth or dare except you have have to try your best NOT to tell the truth while you were being tickled. The goal was to last 5 min. While being torturously tickled and NOT tell the secret. My friend Penny asked Lisa if her boyfriend EVER made it to second base. Lisa clasped her lips as tight as she could. Penny lunged at Lisa and started tickling her. One min passed. Lisa didn't even budge. So, Penny and Monica both started tickling Lisa. Here we are all in our underpants and Lisa is now rolling around on the floor trying her best NOT to laugh. Two min pass and still NO laughter. Chrissy joins in. Lisa is now curled into a ball on the floor all three of the girls trying to get at her most ticklish spots. Its now 4 min into the tickling. I get fed up and jump into the mixture of fingers and and bodies. Oops! I accidentally got Chrissy. Chrissy laughs out loud then turns on me. I am beyond ticklish and I scream in laughter. All of the sudden ALL of them attack ME. I am not the one trying to keep the secret BUT they ALL attack ME!!! Including Jessica and Stephanie who were just on the side watching Before. Chrissy sits on my chest and tickles my underarms as Penny holds my arms up above my head with her knees. Penny reaching down with her free hands tickling my neck. Monica has ahold of my left ankle as tight as she can. Her biting my toes and tickling my arches is making me insane. Lisa is sitting on my other leg and tickling my sole with her pencil. Stephanie is vigorously going after my inner thighs. Jessica is running her fingers along my very vulnerable sides and tummy. I try my best to kick and buck myself loose with no success at all. My inability to hide my agony/enjoyment must have been the perfect adrenaline for them. They continued on and on. Then something new and unusual happened. Out of no where came this feeling that I have NEVER in my life felt. I began to get flushed all over and a surge of this warm emotion rushed over my body. Their tickling and the restraint of their body's on mine. OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was laughing and moaning and gyrating and jerking. I WAS CUMMING!!!!!!!!!!! They continued to tickle as I came. My WHOLE BODY just screamed and laughed it seemed. Then my juices just squirted out. My underwear were soaked. My cream was dripping down my thighs. WOW!! When I was finished cumming I opened my eyes to notice they were all staring at me. They all watched me cum. Of course I had to explain how I felt and what happened. Regardless to say we played tickle tag at EVERY sleep over

At first, I was planning on a one liner. But the subject of tickling is fascinating, and since I'm very fond of my sturdy feet that I also think are quite pretty, I got carried away with an early memory. When I was a kid my brothers would often hold me down and tickle my feet. The more I laughed, screamed, hollered and begged them to stop, the more they enjoyed torturing me. For the first few minutes I secretly enjoyed it too, but it always lasted too long. Eventually I learned to totally let go and not respond even though it still tickled. The moment I stopped struggling, they would lose interest and I was released. Tickling or being tickled is rarely discussed in relationship to sexual pleasure. Some people see it only as a child's game, but as adults, we continue this activity throughout our lifetimes. After all, most of learned about tickling from our parents who koochie cooed us as babies in our cribs. My mom did "This little piggy went to market" on my toes, which I remember fondly to this day. We can learn a lot about someone by how they respond to being tickled. Children who have been abused by clumsy parents tickling them excessively can end up with strict boundaries about being touched and never develop a sense of playfulness that is an important part of good partnersex. Those who cannot stand being tickled at all might be suffering from pleasure anxiety. Wilhelm Reich was the first sexologist to coin the term, "pleasure anxiety" and it's very much a part of our culture. Our basic mistrust of enjoying physical aspects of our bodies comes primarily from religious doctrines. We are afraid of having "too much" of a good thing especially when it comes to sex. For many years, I've watched my clients fight off impending orgasms by bucking, screaming, and twisting as if they were wrestling with the devil struggling to avoid the intense sensations of sexual climax - the very thing they long for. Perhaps being tickled could become a form of therapy for them. My own personal take on tickling someone is to discover how much sensation they can tolerate, and to discover if I'm playing with someone who has a good sense of humor and fair play. After all, tickling leads to laughter that relieves tensions and releases endorphins. Both contribute to human happiness and we could all use more of that. Now when I'm being tickled past my level of tolerance, I see it as an opportunity to push my boundaries and practice letting go. As a control freak, it's fun for me to experience this playful form of surrendering. One of my first bondage fantasies was to be tied up and tickled until I melted into a heap of laughter and tears. Now, tickling is the most sexually arousing thing I have EVER come across. Sex will NEVER be the same again. THANK THE GODS!!! Happy tickling, TAFfyGurl

François Boucher - Diana Leaving Her BathFoot fetishism or podophilia is an interest in attraction to feet. Scope of foot fetishism In clinical terms, a fetish is a stimulus that is a requirement for sexual arousal to occur (also called an "exclusive paraphilia"). Therefore, a person who can derive sexual arousal from the human foot along with other more conventional stimuli (i.e. kissing, petting, etc) would not necessarily meet the clinical definition of having a fetish. This article focuses on arousal by feet in general (i.e., the popular use definition of fetish), and not on the clinical definition of foot fetishism. For a foot fetishist, points of attraction include the shape and size of the foot and toes, the texture of the skin, cleanliness (or lack thereof), state of dress (i.e., barefoot or clad in socks or nylons) and odor. Foot lovers may enjoy sniffing, rubbing, washing, tickling, kissing, licking, beating, and/or lovemaking with the objects of their affections.[1] Like other paraphilias, foot fetishism encompasses a wide range of predilections; one foot fetishist may be aroused by scenarios that another fetishist finds unerotic or even repulsive. Websites exist that cater to a number of specialized scenarios, including: feet resting on car dashboards, feet pushing down on gas or brake pedals, feet crushing objects like balloons or toy cars, women walking barefoot on uncomfortable surfaces such as hot pavement, sharp gravel, rocks, snow, etc., feet being pushed into mud or food, feet dipped in honey, feet that smell after having been encased in particular shoes, socks, and/or hosiery, foot torture (i.e. having the soles of their feet tortured or punished by whippings, hot wax, or burnt with cigarettes), and feet being bound and tickled. It is also possible for a male to get sexually aroused when witnessing a female tap her foot to the beat of music she is playing, singing, or listening to. Aretifism, a sexual attraction to people who are without footwear, is a synonym to podophilia, although the connotation is slightly different (attraction to the unclad foot vs. attraction to the foot itself).

Tickling fetishism is a paraphilia in which participants derive sexual stimulation from tickling, or being tickled by, another person. Erotic tickling may involve the physical restraint of a submissive by a dominant. Although some consider it a BDSM activity, tickling is not fully recognised by the community and is relatively unknown in the mainstream. In dominance and submission scenarios, sexual partners may agree upon a safeword to signal that the tickling should stop. Different individuals may find tickling of virtually any region of the body to be pleasurable, and this fetish can also involve excitement just from watching others being tickled. Most adults are known to enjoy tickling, either participating or watching. It can play a part in courting rituals, especially among younger people, and can therefore be considered part of foreplay for many partners in the term's broadest sense. However, people who claim to have a tickling fetish are likely to enjoy this acivity to the exclusion of other pre-sex activities. For some, the focus is entirely on the tickling, with full intercourse less important or not included at all. People whose sexuality is based almost solely on tickling can be said to have a tickling fixation. This fixation may also exist outside of sexual contexts. The amount of people who possess this fetish in its fullest sense is unknown, but since the advent of the internet there has been a growing online community with the popular Tickling Media Forum having over 35,000 members as of May 2006.

well...i discovered a very strange thing....if i am tickled during an orgasm the tickling sensation enourmosly intensifies my pleasure....zones that in a non sexual contest....like the soles of my feet and underarms are just ticklish in a tourturos way during orgasm and high excitation moments becomes incredibly erogenous......are u out there ticklish and if so where?ever been tickled for long?ever experienced something like me?just curious

If you were offered 3 wishes to be answered, what would they be?

Favourite Places to Tickle Belly Button Tummy/Sides Feet Breasts Underarms Favourite "Tickle Tools" Electric Toothbrush(!) Paintbrushes (of Assorted Sizes) Pens (Especially Felt Pens & Biros) Q-Tips (Work great in between toes and in belly buttons!) Pinwheel Feathers Favourite "Tickle Games" Tickle Jenga - Like the traditional "Jenga" game, except you're tickled whilst trying to remove the blocks (also works well with the game "Ker-Plunk"!) Tickle Timebomb - Hide an alarm clock (the "bomb") somewhere in the building, set to go off after 30mins/1h etc - then get "tickled" to give up the location of the bomb before it's too late! Tickle Monopoly - A bit complicated, but basically Monopoly with the currency replaced with equivalent number of seconds of tickling! Guess the word - You get a "word" written on your body (i.e your feet), whilst you're blindfolded - and you have to guess the word, or be tickled worse! Tip-Toe Tickle Test - How long can you stand on your tip-toes, whilst your feet are tickled? Belly Button Balance - You have to lie flat on your back with an ice cube balanced on your belly button. You then get tickled on your sides, and you have to prevent the ice cube from sliding off your navel, without using your hands, and endure the tickling until the ice cube has fully melted.. which becomes more difficult the more the ice cube melts! (This one is great fun in hot weather!)

I have never ever ever been in a contest B4. So, Um.... will you help me out. Im NOT asking for you to actually vote for me. Am asking you to vote for the BEST one out of all of them. Hoping that I AM of course BUT I'm sure there are MANY beautiful pictures there. . THANKS alot.

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Blessed Be TAFfyGurl

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i miss you i was sitting in the chair you used to hold me in i was holding my daughter she was cradled in my lap fading off to sleep i could smell the conditioner from her hair as i looked down i realized i was holding her the way you used to hold me i miss you i was looking out the window towards the woods looking at the blooming trees watching the birds they were chasing each other through the leaves as i watched i realized you used to chase me the way they were chasing each other i miss you i was walking through the store i was holding my daughters hand our arms were swinging back and forth we were smiling and laughing i looked down and realized i was holding her hand the way you used to hold mine hm... mabe i dont miss you as much i was sitting in that same chair the clock struck 3 and the door rattled i looked back and there she was my daughter with a smile on her face i ran up and gave her a big hug the way i used to hug you when you came home i missed her all along i had the love that i missed but i didnt see it until now because i missed you