I’d like to respond to Chillout2124 thoughts on my last post….
I think for me tickling does make things simple… I’ve fantasized abut my perfect tickling scenario my whole life….
They vary :P Occasionally the images are ones of extreme torture…. Tied and spread not a muscle can be moved sparsely dressed and blindfolded…. my skin prickles at the first few strokes of torture and I begin to lose it my ultra ticklish body trembling with fear and I beg for mercy as I realize there is no end in sight….
On the other end of the spectrum I picture myself lying in bed my tickler beside me… naked under crisp white sheets he pulls them back revealing my sensitive body… the soft summer breeze caressing my figure as his fingers curl up and down my ticklish spots…. I’m able to lie still because I crave his touch and every touch he makes is perfect and I squirm in pleasurable torture…..
But in either scenario one thing is paramount. I think about the ticking and nothing else at that time…. everything else melts away and its just me and my tickler…. and the thought of being able to focus on nothing else drives me crazy….