From end to end
Wow, how delicious you look in the middle of the room your body glistening in the light, arms stretched upwards towards the ceiling bond. Your knees planted on the ground with your feet outwards inviting my touch, a simple clamping bar secures your feet so you have room to wiggle but not escape. I love the look of your face anticipating not knowing when the first touch will happen. I love the subtle ripples of your muscles as you await my dancing fingers. In the background a light breeze breaks through the crack of the open window making you shudder from the kiss of air, slowly I approach. First just circling, plotting my course, sizing up the canvas for my fingers to paint my tickling delight on. Tonight I want to tickle you from end to end. Leaning downwards my mouth moves towards your ears, ever so softly I ask you how much you want my hands on your body, how much you want to be tickled, would you like to feel my nails, my tongue, my lips, my hair caress your body? How much do you want to laugh and wiggle for my hungry eyes to see? Tracing a nail from shoulder to shoulder, I see your 1st shudder lighting the fire to my passion. I plant a small kiss on the nape of your neck, run my tongue around your ear. I start at your fingertips as I flutter my nails inch by delicate inch down your palms, descending like rain droplets towards your elbows, the inner elbows, your upper arms, the hollows of your soft pits. Your body is now telling me you like the touch, your eyes begin to shine, little laughs begin to emerge from inside your heart. I whisper...we have only just begun. Moving to the front of you, with you bent on your knees your face is level with my breasts, but I am just far enough away for your longing mouth to reach. Oh how I love to tease you, putting my hand on your chest I can feel your heart pound. My fingertips apply my tickling paint to the circumference of your face, tickling around the temples, the scalp, your nose, tracing delicately on your lips. Again I stop to wiggle my fingers in your cute ticklish ears, my that does tickle you, your smile and chuckles tell me the story. I am burning with my desire to tickle you by now. With my desire my fingers become paint brushes subtly working their tickling strokes around your chest, painting by numbers on your ribs, a splash of tickle here, a toss of fingernails at your sides. Oh the ripples of your body as I explore, the soft hairs on your stomach, twirling them and moving them as they zero in on your belly button. Your skin is so soft, your hips invite, the excitment in your body shows, your laughter flows out of your mouth like music to my ears. The vibration of your body as I examine how ticklish your thighs are, the crease between leg and groin, ah yes more awaits, so much more. Tickling my way down your legs into the valley of your knees to the calves. Your feet they start to twitch knowing how close my fingers are. A blanket awaits by your toes, laying down I take your big toe into my mouth wrapping my lips around it my tongue begins a tasting. Soles facing me, to tempting to go untouched, my fingers marvel in the feel. Tickling your soles, tongue darting in and out between your toes you laughter comes unendlessly now. Your feet are sweet and I must drink all I can, nibble and lick, my fingers follow my tongue, I am insatiable with this feeding. My nails play with your heels, scribbling the tops of your feet, the ankles, wanting to know each and every laugh inducing spot. My body is behind you now as I work my way back up your legs, your thighs, what is that are you clenching your cheeks, knowing that they will not go untouched? More vibrations and laughter escape as I tickle the dimpled spot, I burn with desire as your vibrations move through me, the laughter becoming a lightning bolt to my core. Tracing a single nail around the small of your back I hear a sharp intake of air, moans and laughter unite. Tickling over your back muscles and over your spine delighting as I come back up to your pits. My journey coming full circle as I make my way back up your arms to the palm of your hands, moving back around to look you in the eye....tonight I have tickled you from end to end.
Wow, how delicious you look in the middle of the room your body glistening in the light, arms stretched upwards towards the ceiling bond. Your knees planted on the ground with your feet outwards inviting my touch, a simple clamping bar secures your feet so you have room to wiggle but not escape. I love the look of your face anticipating not knowing when the first touch will happen. I love the subtle ripples of your muscles as you await my dancing fingers. In the background a light breeze breaks through the crack of the open window making you shudder from the kiss of air, slowly I approach. First just circling, plotting my course, sizing up the canvas for my fingers to paint my tickling delight on. Tonight I want to tickle you from end to end. Leaning downwards my mouth moves towards your ears, ever so softly I ask you how much you want my hands on your body, how much you want to be tickled, would you like to feel my nails, my tongue, my lips, my hair caress your body? How much do you want to laugh and wiggle for my hungry eyes to see? Tracing a nail from shoulder to shoulder, I see your 1st shudder lighting the fire to my passion. I plant a small kiss on the nape of your neck, run my tongue around your ear. I start at your fingertips as I flutter my nails inch by delicate inch down your palms, descending like rain droplets towards your elbows, the inner elbows, your upper arms, the hollows of your soft pits. Your body is now telling me you like the touch, your eyes begin to shine, little laughs begin to emerge from inside your heart. I whisper...we have only just begun. Moving to the front of you, with you bent on your knees your face is level with my breasts, but I am just far enough away for your longing mouth to reach. Oh how I love to tease you, putting my hand on your chest I can feel your heart pound. My fingertips apply my tickling paint to the circumference of your face, tickling around the temples, the scalp, your nose, tracing delicately on your lips. Again I stop to wiggle my fingers in your cute ticklish ears, my that does tickle you, your smile and chuckles tell me the story. I am burning with my desire to tickle you by now. With my desire my fingers become paint brushes subtly working their tickling strokes around your chest, painting by numbers on your ribs, a splash of tickle here, a toss of fingernails at your sides. Oh the ripples of your body as I explore, the soft hairs on your stomach, twirling them and moving them as they zero in on your belly button. Your skin is so soft, your hips invite, the excitment in your body shows, your laughter flows out of your mouth like music to my ears. The vibration of your body as I examine how ticklish your thighs are, the crease between leg and groin, ah yes more awaits, so much more. Tickling my way down your legs into the valley of your knees to the calves. Your feet they start to twitch knowing how close my fingers are. A blanket awaits by your toes, laying down I take your big toe into my mouth wrapping my lips around it my tongue begins a tasting. Soles facing me, to tempting to go untouched, my fingers marvel in the feel. Tickling your soles, tongue darting in and out between your toes you laughter comes unendlessly now. Your feet are sweet and I must drink all I can, nibble and lick, my fingers follow my tongue, I am insatiable with this feeding. My nails play with your heels, scribbling the tops of your feet, the ankles, wanting to know each and every laugh inducing spot. My body is behind you now as I work my way back up your legs, your thighs, what is that are you clenching your cheeks, knowing that they will not go untouched? More vibrations and laughter escape as I tickle the dimpled spot, I burn with desire as your vibrations move through me, the laughter becoming a lightning bolt to my core. Tracing a single nail around the small of your back I hear a sharp intake of air, moans and laughter unite. Tickling over your back muscles and over your spine delighting as I come back up to your pits. My journey coming full circle as I make my way back up your arms to the palm of your hands, moving back around to look you in the eye....tonight I have tickled you from end to end.
