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Boob Tickling FF/f
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I actually replied to a post in the Clips Section when I asked for "Boob Tickling" clips. I kind of answered a question and it turned out to be a mini story. My cousin and her friend tricked and attacked me. I am tall (5'10") and thin (127 lbs.) with very big breasts (36D+) and especially big and sensitive nipples (use your imagination). Here it is:
Sweet!!!
I loved the nipple tickle! If he just grabbed that big boob, squeezed it and held it tightly, he could have tickled the nipple for an hour or until orgasm, which ever comes first, lol. I lived with my cousin Elena for a year (a sanctuary from a bad marriage and divorce). Sometimes the girls would get together and relax with a couple of Margaritas, or so. My cousin Elena had her (girl) friend Donna were over and we played some stupid card game and I lost. I figured they are sweet and gorgeous women and anything I had to do as the loser would be fun. They escorted me to the bed, tied my hands together, laid me down, and tied them to the head post. For some dumb reason, I let them tie my ankles to the corner bed posts. They slid my shirt up to my hands, de-assembled my bra straps and tossed my bra somewhere. They unzipped my skirt and tossed it aside and I was tied, spread eagled, in my cousin’s bed with nothing on but a G-string that later got torn and fell off in the melee, all in about 30 seconds. Donna and Elena were kissing and fondling and tickle pinching me everywhere and I was begging for them to let me go. But I was getting so turned on, too. If I wasn't drinking, I would have realized what I was getting into, LOL. Elena was sitting on me straddling my waist, she was massaging my face and neck and arms and especially my huge boobs, and it felt great. Donna was sitting on my arms at my head, playing with my hair and massaging my face and my breasts in between Elena’s antics. Donna was actually massaging my sides, up thru the hollows of my arm pits and my upper arms, without tickling them and omg, it felt great. Just when I was lulled into the false sense of security that I would be treated like Cleopatra, Elena grabbed and squeezed my big boobs around the base with both hands and held my nipples up high. Then Donna, sitting at my head, leaned forward and tickle attacked my nipples, then to my armpits, then back and forth for about 15 minutes, relentless, non-stop, breathless tickling. Elena held my breasts still and Donna scraped her long fingernails in circles around my areolas, used her fingertips to torment my hard, dark nipples until I was screaming. She pointed the tips of her fingernails in the slit of my nipples and gently wiggled them to drive me bonkers! I was helpless and immobile because in Elena was literally sitting on my pussy and I was grinding into her trying to escape (of course I couldn't). I was screaming and crazed with the non-stop tickling. Everything was about to let loose. Every muscle was put to use, stretched to the max and my skin felt like it was ready to crawl out of its individual life source all with the knowledge that I would NOT be able to escape and I was at the mercy of these two. When Donna got to pinching and tickling my breasts and nipples after about 15 more minutes, with all the stimulation going on, I exploded into such an incredible orgasm, I just about fainted. I felt like liquid erupted out of every opening and pore of my body; I drooled out of my mouth, I know my “yoni” spit and dripped all over, and I could smell my own lust, tears, pee and everything in between begged me to let it flee out of this horrific tickling and torment while trapped in my body. But those two wouldn't stop there and continued for another 10 minutes and I cried and peed and (female-ejaculated) all over the bed. But Donna was grinding on the top of my head and Elena was grinding on my leg and they wanted to "finish" too. Unfortunately, they never stopped tickling me with their long perfectly manicured nails and fingers. And they bounced on top of me until they were fulfilled. Then, when I thought they were done, they kissed each other right above me and turned around, and each sat on my one of my thighs facing my feet. They went to my feet and sucked my toes thru my nylon socks and tickled and pinched every inch of my feet. I bucked up and down helping their grinding into my legs. It was pure torture. They kind of lost it in the moment, at my expense. I am 31 and I have to say, with a guy or a girl, THAT was my most intense orgasm of my life. But it was so scary we were afraid to do it too often in fear that we couldn't monitor ourselves before someone went insane, lol. When they were finished, we were all a sweaty mess. They saw me crying, cleaned me up, moved to the other bed, "kissed" me all over and sent me to "Nirvana" again. Because of that experience, I have learned to become a torturous tickler to them. But, the more I tickle, the more they want. They are very masochistic like that. From it all, I can see why some women love to be “taken” or controlled, helpless, to be manipulated by a dominating partner. This feeling with the ultimate relief is pretty wild. I don’t know if I would like this too often, but that was a moment of revelation for me. The two rules we always use now is a safe word and that whoever gets tickled, they get their orgasm, too, LOL. HaHa, I wrote a story. Sorry, I didn’t mean to, just got carried away in the moment.
Maria
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LIONESS (Maria)
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I actually replied to a post in the Clips Section when I asked for "Boob Tickling" clips. I kind of answered a question and it turned out to be a mini story. My cousin and her friend tricked and attacked me. I am tall (5'10") and thin (127 lbs.) with very big breasts (36D+) and especially big and sensitive nipples (use your imagination). Here it is:
Sweet!!!
I loved the nipple tickle! If he just grabbed that big boob, squeezed it and held it tightly, he could have tickled the nipple for an hour or until orgasm, which ever comes first, lol. I lived with my cousin Elena for a year (a sanctuary from a bad marriage and divorce). Sometimes the girls would get together and relax with a couple of Margaritas, or so. My cousin Elena had her (girl) friend Donna were over and we played some stupid card game and I lost. I figured they are sweet and gorgeous women and anything I had to do as the loser would be fun. They escorted me to the bed, tied my hands together, laid me down, and tied them to the head post. For some dumb reason, I let them tie my ankles to the corner bed posts. They slid my shirt up to my hands, de-assembled my bra straps and tossed my bra somewhere. They unzipped my skirt and tossed it aside and I was tied, spread eagled, in my cousin’s bed with nothing on but a G-string that later got torn and fell off in the melee, all in about 30 seconds. Donna and Elena were kissing and fondling and tickle pinching me everywhere and I was begging for them to let me go. But I was getting so turned on, too. If I wasn't drinking, I would have realized what I was getting into, LOL. Elena was sitting on me straddling my waist, she was massaging my face and neck and arms and especially my huge boobs, and it felt great. Donna was sitting on my arms at my head, playing with my hair and massaging my face and my breasts in between Elena’s antics. Donna was actually massaging my sides, up thru the hollows of my arm pits and my upper arms, without tickling them and omg, it felt great. Just when I was lulled into the false sense of security that I would be treated like Cleopatra, Elena grabbed and squeezed my big boobs around the base with both hands and held my nipples up high. Then Donna, sitting at my head, leaned forward and tickle attacked my nipples, then to my armpits, then back and forth for about 15 minutes, relentless, non-stop, breathless tickling. Elena held my breasts still and Donna scraped her long fingernails in circles around my areolas, used her fingertips to torment my hard, dark nipples until I was screaming. She pointed the tips of her fingernails in the slit of my nipples and gently wiggled them to drive me bonkers! I was helpless and immobile because in Elena was literally sitting on my pussy and I was grinding into her trying to escape (of course I couldn't). I was screaming and crazed with the non-stop tickling. Everything was about to let loose. Every muscle was put to use, stretched to the max and my skin felt like it was ready to crawl out of its individual life source all with the knowledge that I would NOT be able to escape and I was at the mercy of these two. When Donna got to pinching and tickling my breasts and nipples after about 15 more minutes, with all the stimulation going on, I exploded into such an incredible orgasm, I just about fainted. I felt like liquid erupted out of every opening and pore of my body; I drooled out of my mouth, I know my “yoni” spit and dripped all over, and I could smell my own lust, tears, pee and everything in between begged me to let it flee out of this horrific tickling and torment while trapped in my body. But those two wouldn't stop there and continued for another 10 minutes and I cried and peed and (female-ejaculated) all over the bed. But Donna was grinding on the top of my head and Elena was grinding on my leg and they wanted to "finish" too. Unfortunately, they never stopped tickling me with their long perfectly manicured nails and fingers. And they bounced on top of me until they were fulfilled. Then, when I thought they were done, they kissed each other right above me and turned around, and each sat on my one of my thighs facing my feet. They went to my feet and sucked my toes thru my nylon socks and tickled and pinched every inch of my feet. I bucked up and down helping their grinding into my legs. It was pure torture. They kind of lost it in the moment, at my expense. I am 31 and I have to say, with a guy or a girl, THAT was my most intense orgasm of my life. But it was so scary we were afraid to do it too often in fear that we couldn't monitor ourselves before someone went insane, lol. When they were finished, we were all a sweaty mess. They saw me crying, cleaned me up, moved to the other bed, "kissed" me all over and sent me to "Nirvana" again. Because of that experience, I have learned to become a torturous tickler to them. But, the more I tickle, the more they want. They are very masochistic like that. From it all, I can see why some women love to be “taken” or controlled, helpless, to be manipulated by a dominating partner. This feeling with the ultimate relief is pretty wild. I don’t know if I would like this too often, but that was a moment of revelation for me. The two rules we always use now is a safe word and that whoever gets tickled, they get their orgasm, too, LOL. HaHa, I wrote a story. Sorry, I didn’t mean to, just got carried away in the moment.
Maria
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LIONESS (Maria)
