mastertickler's Blog

I have heard some people say, they don't like tickling. There is more than one form of tickling. Hard and heavy tickling is when a sibbling is tickle torturing you for making them mad. Some people like it that way. Another is light strokes with your fingers, without the pressure points. The third is the feather. Even people that( don't like tto be tickled) like the feather.

Being tied to the bed naked being tickle by five women. One at my feet, one on each side of my groin and stomach.. One  at my legs, and one at my onder arms. Tickling my whole body untill I can't udder a word, and laughing with out making a sound. Gasping for breath. Can't get any better than that.

I was at the park with my girl friend. She wanted to relive her youth, by hanging up side down on the monkey bars. I took the opportunity to grab her pants legs with one hand(So she would not fall) and tickle her with the other. She was laughing and saying "Thats not fair" Her shirt would fall down and I would give her tummy a good tickle. We went to her place and had a wonderful shag.

I love the sound of a womans laugh when she is being tickled. It's not like her regular laughter. It's sexier.

In college, the sorority girls, would have these carnivals to raise money. So I made the suggestion of  making stocks and having the pledges put there feet in them, and have people tickle there feet, for one minute, for money. I told them I would build the stocks and over see the operation. ( Then I would have the best seat in the house.) I built two stocks. I put screws in the top, so we could tie the girls toes back. This is also so they can't move there feet around. So me and one of the big sisters set up the stocks. We put a pillow behind the stocks. so the girl had some thing to sit on. It was my idea to weight the stocks down with 45lb weights. The first pledge in the stocks, was this cute timid looking girl named Sarah. She had thin small feet. The next girl to sit in the stocks, were this black girl named Malanie. She was sexy, with big cans. The big sister and my self, closed the stocks and locked them in.  I told the big sister, I wanted to tickle Malanie. So she took Sarah. I told the girls we have to make sure you are ticklish, plus it will draw people over. I stared first (of course). I looked in Malanie's eyes. She looked in mine with this sad look. I reached down with both hands, and started to tickle her toes. That sad look turned in to supprise, of how much it tickled.  She wiggled them all around , but tried to stiffle her laughter. The big sister followed my lead, and reached down and tickled Sarahs toes. She let out a scream, and started laughing, and screaming. She bent her knees so she could grab her feet, to try to protect them. I told the big sister, "We have to fix those bugs in the plan. I brought rope and shoe strings, just in case. I took some of the rope and tied it around there knees, so they could not bend ther legs. I then tied there hands behind there backs. I then tied the girls toes back, so they could not move there feet. I then gave the big sister the nod to continue. I stared at the toes again. Malanie was still trying to fight it, she bit het lip trying to hold her laughter in. Sarah just started to laugh and howl, when the big sister started to tickle. The big sister stoped and said she is ticklish. Melanie looked at me, with a kind of smirk. I said " We are just getting started.  I then took both hands and tickled the balls of her foot. She sqirmed alot, and giggles were escaping from her lips. I then took both hands and tickle the arch of one foot. All those fingers on her arch, was sending shock waves through her body. She could not hold it any longer, and let out a sexy gaffaw, and I heard a few snorts. I tickled her for a couple of minutes . I did not notice the line that was forming behind me. Malanie stopped laughing, just long enough to see the line forming. She looked at me and said " I can't take that much tickling" I will bring a nother girl to releave you. She said "when". I said" In about 4 hours" She was pleading, when I walked away.  I gave  another big sister my bag, with preditor feathers and brushes in it." Every now and then let the customer use these to give the girls a break". I went and got a beer, and  a good seat, to watch the tickling festivities. Good times. :)

I remember when I was around 13 or 14 years old. I went to visit a cousin. He lived with his grandmother and five other chlldren.Three girls, and three boys, All together. One of them had a birthday party. So there were other kids there, and there mothers. So the parents were in the house, and the kids were in the back yard. Playing. So at one point, we were in a free for all, wrestling.. There was a pile up, that I was a part of. Kids all piled on top of each other. I saw one of the girls had her upperbody sandwitched in the pile. She was a little older than me. She was laughing, having a good time. I looked down and saw her shirt was raised up, showing off her tight stomach, and her little outie bellybutton was showing. I reached up, and with all five fingers started to tickle her tummy. She let out a scream and started to laugh real loud. Which egged me on to continue. She tried to kick out, but one of her legs were trapped, and the other one I held down with my elbow. I was in tickling bliss. She screamed and laughed , and laughed. I saw the pile start to get up. So I got up. Since she could not  see my face, when I was tickling her. She did not know who it was, but later I think someone told her, I did it. She would flirt with me, when ever she saw me, after that. I never got to tickle her again. She went away to school, and I got a girl friend. My mood: very cheerful