MissTicklesss
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A few years ago my then bf and I would experiment a lot. We started with some light stuff like bondage and spankings. This one particular night, he had me strapped down to the bed spread eagle. When he was adjusting my straps on my feet his nails brushed my soles and I jumped because it tickled. He looked at me with an evil grin, and I, already gagged, could say nothing. He proceeded to tickle my feet until I was thrashing about. He worked his way up my legs and found more ticklish spots on my thighs. Internally I’m screaming, and moaning. I was confused as to how I felt, both dying and oh so good.. From my thighs he poked and grabbed at my sides and ribs, then eventually my armpits. That’s when I went batshit. Something about them being exposed and vulnerable. My body was filled with goosebumps and my eyes tears. My bf was loving it.. and so was I. He eventually started to fuck me from there and I was hooked!