Nylon Tickling Torture Blog

I broke down today and did a poll on a tickling message board that’s pretty popular. I was asking some people where the best place to find nylon tickling clip and photos. There were only a couple of sites that actually have good quality footage of both clip and pics.

The majority had picked a site called Tickle Horror. I took the liberty to sign up and see what all of the talk is about. I wouldn’t feel right blogging about it if I didn’t check it out for myself.

I must admit I am pleasantly surprised with their huge selection of nylon tickling. I’ve spent the entire day watching nylon tickling clips and they seem never ending. In my opinion it’s one of the best tickling sites I’ve seen, but take my word for what it’s worth.

Watch these Nylon Tickling clips
on Tickle Horror. Click Here!

Hey guys, welcome back. I decided to post a nylon tickling story that I wrote and hope you enjoy.

I had such an unbelievably wild afternoon. A lot was going on and to make it even more killer was that I couldn’t find the stack of papers that needed to be delivered promptly. I digging through my purse like a mad woman. I’m repeating to myself to take a deep breathe and think hard. I begin cussing like a sailor while tearing about every bag in my car.

I feel a slight tingle on the bottom of my worn out feet. It was like they are half numb, so I removed my heels and massaged through the red nylon clads I was wearing. Then in walks my boss.

John is a older sweet guy that always flirts with the ladies. All the girls know he is harmless and wouldn’t do anyone wrong. John jokingly asked if I wanted my feet massaged. When I said absolutely, I had to pick his jaw up off the floor. He timidly sat in the chair a few feet across from me and I hiked up my legs and laid them on the end of his knees.

John had a sensitive touch and I happened to have extremely sensitive feet. He kept trying to wrap his hands around my feet to dig in his thumbs for the massage, but every time he tried I broke out in hysterical laughter. He didn’t know it, but the tickling that John was doing really turned me on and I could never look at him the same. I’m still kinda mad he didn’t even get to the massage, but the nylon tickling was worth every minute of it.

You better have enjoyed my tickling story! I’ll be posting more later, so don’t forget about me.

Thanks for checking out my nylon tickling blog. It all started when I was a little girl that snuck into her parents bedroom when they were gone. I would always take my moms pantyhose and put them on, look at myself in the mirror, etc.

It was a house joke about how my moms nylons would just disappear. They had no idea. Once I got older and graduated from high school, I moved out on my own. I bought nylons all of the time and loved rubbing my fingers and even vibrators on my pussy through the nylons. Not only that, but for some odd reason, I absolutely love being tickle tortured. So you could probably believe me if I told you that I was into nylon tickling.

I’ve never met someone who is into nylon tickling like I am. I even tried to go to some BDSM type clubs, but nada. A friend suggested that I start a blog about tickling to find others in the same boat. Hopefully someone that relates will read my words and possibly even inspire them to do the same. Be looking forward to some good nylon tickling goodies.