Welcome to the Tickle House
It is very rare for me to find myself in an environment that I can honestly say is completely unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I think that the same can be said for most people, partially because most people are pretty experienced, but mostly because most people aren’t very adventurous. You find what you’re comfortable doing and you keep on doing it. Sure there’s some variety thrown into the mix (ordering a different flavor of slushie from 7-11 makes for a pretty rollickin’ good time), but doing anything too wild or out there can be a little scary.
And yes, I was definitely a bit nervous last Friday night, because I was about to enter into a situation that was completely unique to me. Very little that I had previously experienced could prepare me for what I was about to walk into, but I was willing to be open and embrace my new ambiance.
I’ve mentioned in the past the shared proclivity that The Ex and I have for tickling. I enjoy tickling, she enjoys being tickled, and we developed our love of this activity together (and no, I’m not going to tell you what tickling is code for). Although we’ve gone our separate ways we have both taken part in this activity with a number of other partners. I’ve found several other girls who enjoy being tickled and she convinced Q-Bert that she really enjoys tickling her (pronouns get confusing with same sex relationships).
In fact, The Ex has gotten quite involved in the Austin tickling scene. That’s right, there’s an Austin tickling scene. A bunch of people who tickling, being tickled, watching other people getting tickled, and all those other fun things. The Ex managed to find these people, largely through the help of the internet, and has befriended many of them. Now, if The Ex and I still hated each other I wouldn’t get an opportunity to join in these scene, but thankfully we’re friends, not just because it’s awesome having her as a friend, but because it makes it easier to get involved in all sorts of fun, tickle-related activities.
So Friday night I joined her in what promised to be a fascinating activity: a tickle party. An entire house was opened up to guests to come socialize, eat delicious snacks, and engage in full-frontal, no holds barred tickling (I’m really glad I chose that as code, as it makes this post so much funnier). I was a little bit nervous, but mostly excited, and it gave me an opportunity to bake cookies, because my mother taught me to always bring food a kink-themed party.
And I was not disappointed at all. Not only was it such a unique activity, but it was a lot of fun. Everyone there was really nice and I made some new friends. Most importantly, I got to watch some absolutely wild tickling. Like, you have no idea. Seriously, it was fuckin’ off the wall outrageous crazy. I had decided not to partake in any of the activities, because I mostly wanted to use my first time as a way to absorb everything and take in all of the craziness that I was watching. And watching is still a lot of fun.
My only hope for how next time I go to one of these parties is that I have someone special to go with. I don’t necessarily even mean a girlfriend, just someone I like having sex with who I know is into the whole tickling thing. But even if I don’t have such a person with me, I’m still excited about my next tickle party. As I’ve said, it’s rare to take part in something that is totally out of the realm of everything you’ve done before, and it’s even more rare to enjoy it as much as I did. Hopefully they’ll all be that much fun.
*For those of you who are curious, I made double chocolate cherry cookies, and they were some of the best cookies I’ve ever tasted. The recipe is here: http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Cherry-Double-Chocolate-Cookies-239292
Tags: dating, Ex, Friends, Party, Relationships, Sex
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June 18, 2010 at 4:38 pm
As someone who can neither keep a secret or know that one is being kept from her, this post made me utterly miserable.
I NEED TO KNOW!