This is a true story that happened on Mother's Day. It's actually more like Mother's Week around here, and there were a few instances where I got my wife good. The first time was Monday night during a "spa session." I had bathed her in her favorite Victoria's Secret scent, Island Passion, and stretched her out on our bed for the accompanying full body massage. After completion, I wrapped her in a rose colored plastic wrap, blindfolded her and covered her up with our blanket to get her fully relaxed, and nice and toasty! As usual, her lovely size 7 1/2 feet were extended off the edge of the bed and covered by her terry cloth spa slippers. I wrapped her ankles with tape to seal in her body heat, which left her feet open to my desires. After a few minutes of solemn bliss, she started to nod off. I then went down to her feet and slowly removed her slippers. I stroked my index finger down her left sole, and she shook her foot intensely, and jerked it back a bit. Talk about a Babinski! Well, she woke up and asked me what I was doing, tickling her like that. I told her that I just wanted to see if she was awake. She said I'm awake now! I then said "good", and proceeded to give her feet a good tickling for about fifteen minutes! She tried to protect her feet by placing one over the other, and after a few tickles, I decided to tie her big toes together. This aided in my attack as I was able to pull back her toes on both feet simultaneously and expose the soft undersides of her toes and pull her soles taut. I drenched her soles with lotion and used a hairbrush to to work it in. She laughed and giggled and screamed and hollered for me to stop, but I continued anyway. I got out the electric toothbrush and had it dancing in between her toes and under them, and on the tops of her feet. She really went crazy when I started to nibble on her toes and heels, and licking her soles all over. When she finally had enough, I removed her wrappings and slid under the covers with her, and found her very excited from her "spa treatment." The rest, as they say, is history!
On Sunday night, she climbed into bed and noticed that our cuffs were tied to each bed post. She asked me what I had planned. I said I had plenty in store for her, and that she needed to "assume the position." She laughed, and gladly placed her arms over her head, and extended her legs out toward the foot board. After securing her in the spread eagle position, I left the blindfold off this time, and climbed on top of her, strattling her waist. I then proceeded to tickle the wits out of her! I started with her stomach, and she started to scream. Then I went to her armpits, and she started to giggle like a school girl! I kept this up and she kept telling me that I was digging too hard into her armpits. I said OK, and jumped off and got some lotion to lube her underarms. Instead of pouring the lotion into my hands to warm it up, I squirted the lotion directly into each armpit. She was shocked by this, as it was a little colder than she expected, and it caught her off guard. This made her a little more ticklish than usual, so I attacked her armpits without mercy! After a few minutes of her bucking, I squirted the lotion onto her stomach. She almost jumped a foot off the bed, and reacted the same as before, even more ticklish on her stomach. I was truly devilish in my attack, alternating between her stomach and her armpits. When I stopped (just for a moment!) to let her catch her breath, I could see tears of laughter tracing down her cheeks. I knew then I had her right where I wanted her! I changed positions and started to tickle her right foot that was firmly secured to the right bed post. She tried to pull it away, but I was relentless in my attack. I saturated her foot with the lotion, and it seemed to add to her ticklishness. I used my fingers, electric toothbrush and hair brush all over her foot, in between her toes, over her instep, under her arch and on her sole. I then did the same to her well bound left foot. After my unrelenting assault, I positioned myself at the foot of the bed so I could tickle both feet at the same time. She kicked and screamed and laughed louder than before. She went completely beserk when I alternated between her feet and her stomach again. Then I slid up her torso, where I was laying on top of her and tickling her armpits and her stomach at the same time. Feeling her body convulse during my tickling and hearing her laughter was an extreme turn on to me, and I could tell she was just as excited. After about twenty minutes, I saw that she had had enough, and began to untie her from her bonds. I told her that I just loved hearing her delightful laughter and that tying her up and tickling her like that was a passion that I enjoyed, and that I hoped she enjoyed her Mother's Day Tickling. Once she caught her breath, she said that she loved it and that she hoped that it wasn't the only present I had left to give her. Of course it wasn't!!! MMMM!!! What a great gal!
On Sunday night, she climbed into bed and noticed that our cuffs were tied to each bed post. She asked me what I had planned. I said I had plenty in store for her, and that she needed to "assume the position." She laughed, and gladly placed her arms over her head, and extended her legs out toward the foot board. After securing her in the spread eagle position, I left the blindfold off this time, and climbed on top of her, strattling her waist. I then proceeded to tickle the wits out of her! I started with her stomach, and she started to scream. Then I went to her armpits, and she started to giggle like a school girl! I kept this up and she kept telling me that I was digging too hard into her armpits. I said OK, and jumped off and got some lotion to lube her underarms. Instead of pouring the lotion into my hands to warm it up, I squirted the lotion directly into each armpit. She was shocked by this, as it was a little colder than she expected, and it caught her off guard. This made her a little more ticklish than usual, so I attacked her armpits without mercy! After a few minutes of her bucking, I squirted the lotion onto her stomach. She almost jumped a foot off the bed, and reacted the same as before, even more ticklish on her stomach. I was truly devilish in my attack, alternating between her stomach and her armpits. When I stopped (just for a moment!) to let her catch her breath, I could see tears of laughter tracing down her cheeks. I knew then I had her right where I wanted her! I changed positions and started to tickle her right foot that was firmly secured to the right bed post. She tried to pull it away, but I was relentless in my attack. I saturated her foot with the lotion, and it seemed to add to her ticklishness. I used my fingers, electric toothbrush and hair brush all over her foot, in between her toes, over her instep, under her arch and on her sole. I then did the same to her well bound left foot. After my unrelenting assault, I positioned myself at the foot of the bed so I could tickle both feet at the same time. She kicked and screamed and laughed louder than before. She went completely beserk when I alternated between her feet and her stomach again. Then I slid up her torso, where I was laying on top of her and tickling her armpits and her stomach at the same time. Feeling her body convulse during my tickling and hearing her laughter was an extreme turn on to me, and I could tell she was just as excited. After about twenty minutes, I saw that she had had enough, and began to untie her from her bonds. I told her that I just loved hearing her delightful laughter and that tying her up and tickling her like that was a passion that I enjoyed, and that I hoped she enjoyed her Mother's Day Tickling. Once she caught her breath, she said that she loved it and that she hoped that it wasn't the only present I had left to give her. Of course it wasn't!!! MMMM!!! What a great gal!
