The Official Tickle Fight Thread II

[Toaster]

Mhmm! *Places my hands on my knees temporarily* See, looks like you're still ticklish! Just checking.

 

[TicklishGigglee]

Oohhehehe I am I am now why are your hands there *I giggle silently*

 

[Toaster]

Well, I can place them against your underarms instead, certainly! *Slowly reaches out my hands towards you*

 

[TicklishGigglee]

*I back away* Noooooo hehehehehehehe *Tightly holding my hands down on either side*

 

[Toaster]

Or maybe that bare belly instead! *Smiles and stretches out a fingertip towards your exposed navel*

 

[TicklishGigglee]

No no no don't hehehe don't tickle there I'm too ticklish

 

[Princess Shawn]

(In response to Volsung's post...)

"How do you know I've already peed? Did you spy on me?" I ask my feather-wielding tormentor, though I am given no time to ponder that mystery. The feather resumes its gliding motions, this time on my clit. By now, my labia is swelling. Wetness is beginning to form. I start to breathe harder and faster.

My mind is screaming, Keep going! Yes, keep doing it! But I bite my lip to stop myself from uttering those thoughts out loud. He already knows he has me all excited. Just a few more of his masterful strokes, his well-aimed touches with the feather on my most private spots. My heart is racing now. My body twitches and my back is arcing.

"Mmmm... do it, baby. Finish the job." I whisper between those deep breaths. I am ready to explode on the inside. He just needs to keep doing this for a little while longer...

However, the feather's touch suddenly ceased just as I was right on the edge. "Well?" I ask him, "Finish what you started, Volsung."

 

[Toaster]

No no no don't hehehe don't tickle there I'm too ticklish

Too what? I'm not sure I heard properly *Gently traces my fingertip in circles around your button, moving closer with each orbit, before plunging it inside and wiggling it madly against the skin*

 

[TicklishGigglee]

Too what? I'm not sure I heard properly *Gently traces my fingertip in circles around your button, moving closer with each orbit, before plunging it inside and wiggling it madly against the skin*

Eeeeeeeeks hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I am tihihicklish hahahahahahahahahahahahaha *I push your hand away*

 

[Toaster]

*Swaps with my other hand and begins to skitter my fingers across your lower belly, tracing from left to right before giving your hip a soft squeeze*

 

[TicklishGigglee]

*Swaps with my other hand and begins to skitter my fingers across your lower belly, tracing from left to right before giving your hip a soft squeeze*

*Twisting to a side and falling in the sofa* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha sthahap it hahahahahahahahaha

 

[Toaster]

*Twisting to a side and falling in the sofa* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha sthahap it hahahahahahahahaha

Now's my chance! *Reaches up under your arm with my hand and spiders my fingers furiously across the skin of your underarm, grazing back and forth over the skin*

 

[TicklishGigglee]

Now's my chance! *Reaches up under your arm with my hand and spiders my fingers furiously across the skin of your underarm, grazing back and forth over the skin*

Naaahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahaahahaha *trying to get your hand away with my other hand*

 

[Toaster]

Naaahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahaahahaha *trying to get your hand away with my other hand*

*Uses my first hand to reach for your other underarm, wedging my fingers underneath and wiggling them against the skin, before running them down your side*

 

[TicklishGigglee]

*Uses my first hand to reach for your other underarm, wedging my fingers underneath and wiggling them against the skin, before running them down your side*

*I somehow get away from you and push your hands away* Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

 

[Volsung1]

(In response to Volsung's post...)

"How do you know I've already peed? Did you spy on me?" I ask my feather-wielding tormentor, though I am given no time to ponder that mystery. The feather resumes its gliding motions, this time on my clit. By now, my labia is swelling. Wetness is beginning to form. I start to breathe harder and faster.

My mind is screaming, Keep going! Yes, keep doing it! But I bite my lip to stop myself from uttering those thoughts out loud. He already knows he has me all excited. Just a few more of his masterful strokes, his well-aimed touches with the feather on my most private spots. My heart is racing now. My body twitches and my back is arcing.

"Mmmm... do it, baby. Finish the job." I whisper between those deep breaths. I am ready to explode on the inside. He just needs to keep doing this for a little while longer...

However, the feather's touch suddenly ceased just as I was right on the edge. "Well?" I ask him, "Finish what you started, Volsung."

"Perhaps another time Princess... another time..."

 

[MasterTickling]

Hello

 

[MasterTickling]

Anyone still alive?

 

[Volsung1]

Yeah, that was quite the Tickle Fight, wasn't it?

 

[MasterTickling]

I don't think it was

 

[TicklishGigglee]

Does anyone come here still?

 

[Volsung1]

I do... wanna tickle fight?