SouthernGent
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This story is a quick one, but does, unfortunately, require a little bit of prefacing. And as no one likes idle chit chat (especially in this section of the forum), nor am I Hemingway in my descriptive abilities, I’ll simply say that my wife and I are expecting our first child (holyshitholyshitholyshit) and normally she is less than excited to be tied down and tickled. So, with that in mind, I present to you my most recent tickle experience:
Several nights ago, my wife and I were sitting on the couch, me watching a bowl game and her asking how many bowl games were left until there was no more football left to watch. My answer of 20+ and then the NFL playoffs, leading right into March Madness probably aggravated her to no end... So as I smirked and turned back to watch App St beat the brain out of UAB, she says to me:
“I’m gonna go back to the bedroom, would love for you to join me.”
At first I was confused, as it was only 7:30ish and I’m an idiot... but after several seconds, it clicked and jumped off the couch like it was lava, abandoning the ass whoopin that was happening on ESPN and nearly sprinted down the hallway to the bedroom.
When I get there, my wife is already laid out on the bed, waiting for me. Please keep in mind that my wife is right at the end of her first trimester (nauseous and a fat headache are her constant companions), so these moments of intimacy have been few and far between the last 2 months.
We locked eyes and she smiled at me and I climbed in bed. What happened next unusual and amazing at the same time. It began normally enough, just laying in bed next to each other, kissing and cuddling, while our hands set out exploring. Then she climbed on top of me and we started to really get after it, French kissing and grinding. We’re still clothed, but nothing out of the ordinary at this point. Then all of a sudden, she loops her ankles around mine, grabs my wrists, shoves them above my head, and starts grinding on me like there’s no tomorrow. And holy shit is she digging it! She’s moaning and starting to tremble in ecstasy and we haven’t even lost our clothes yet.
After a minute or two of this, she stops and rips her clothes off like they’re on fire and gives me a look that say I should do the same and quickly. I obliged, because, you know, happy wife, happy life. She rolls over and rolls over and I crawl on top and we get down to business. But here’s where it gets odd. I could tell right away that something was off... I stopped and asked what was wrong and all she said was “I don’t know, it just feels different. And not in a good way.” Seeing as this was our first time in a while, that’s not what I wanted to hear!
With my heart dropping down into my stomach, I asked if she wanted to keep going. She said yes, but at that point my heart wasn’t in it and she kept saying it felt off. And then out of nowhere, she leans up into my ear and whispers “I want you to tie me down and tickle me”.
I was so taken aback I thought she was messing with me! But I didn’t bother to ask if she was yanking my chain, I jumped into action, figuring she’d let me know if she wasn’t serious! And thank the Lord she was! We keep straps under our bed and I hastily pulled them out, my hands shaking with unexpected excitement, and my heart rate somewhere around 200BPM.
I get her secured to the bed spread eagle and face up and slowly start to kiss my way up her inner thigh to her hip bones and on up to her belly button, while at the same time my fingertips start to lightly trace their way from her armpits over to her nipples and then back down to her sides. My wife isn’t explosively ticklish and rarely belly laughs out loud, but soft tickles will get her giggling and squirming. After exploring to see where she was ticklish this particular day, I found out that it was her hips and sides today. I began to tickle her a little harder on the side just above her hips and she starts squirming harder and laughing in earnest. But there was something different in her laughter today, a sexy moaning hiding in the back ground. So I decided to try something...
I abandoned tickling her for a moment and started kissing my way up her torso, stopping at her now rock hard nipples for a brief while, before continuing up her neck to her ear. Blowing in her ear drives her up a wall and gives her goosebumps everywhere! As I do that, I slowly slide into her and hear her gasp in surprise pleasure. I start slowly pumping and she is back to loving it, and being the tickle enthusiast I am, I decided to use that to my advantage!
I keep pumping until she is right on the edge and then stop and only start again when she asks me to tickle her hips, which is a great catch 22 in her mind! After a few stop and starts, my wife is a hot mess and I’m ready to explode, so I start pumping every so slowly and then surprise her by reaching my hand down and pinching the stomach muscle right above her hips. She starts to buck with me on top of and in her and something magical happens: she starts to moan in ecstasy and her whole body tenses against the straps in a toe curling orgasm. And mid orgasm she tells me “keep tickling me, it feels amazing!” I’m pretty sure that was what pushed me over the edge, but all the same, I was happy to oblige! For the next 30 seconds or so, I’m simultaneously having an earth shattering orgasm and tickling my bound wife, while she moans and laughs at the same time underneath me. It was one of those moments in time you wish would never end...
The next day we talked about it and she was just as surprised as I that she enjoyed the tickling as much as she did and mentioned that she was 100% on board to try again, so we shall see!
Thanks for reading and hope y’all enjoyed it!
Several nights ago, my wife and I were sitting on the couch, me watching a bowl game and her asking how many bowl games were left until there was no more football left to watch. My answer of 20+ and then the NFL playoffs, leading right into March Madness probably aggravated her to no end... So as I smirked and turned back to watch App St beat the brain out of UAB, she says to me:
“I’m gonna go back to the bedroom, would love for you to join me.”
At first I was confused, as it was only 7:30ish and I’m an idiot... but after several seconds, it clicked and jumped off the couch like it was lava, abandoning the ass whoopin that was happening on ESPN and nearly sprinted down the hallway to the bedroom.
When I get there, my wife is already laid out on the bed, waiting for me. Please keep in mind that my wife is right at the end of her first trimester (nauseous and a fat headache are her constant companions), so these moments of intimacy have been few and far between the last 2 months.
We locked eyes and she smiled at me and I climbed in bed. What happened next unusual and amazing at the same time. It began normally enough, just laying in bed next to each other, kissing and cuddling, while our hands set out exploring. Then she climbed on top of me and we started to really get after it, French kissing and grinding. We’re still clothed, but nothing out of the ordinary at this point. Then all of a sudden, she loops her ankles around mine, grabs my wrists, shoves them above my head, and starts grinding on me like there’s no tomorrow. And holy shit is she digging it! She’s moaning and starting to tremble in ecstasy and we haven’t even lost our clothes yet.
After a minute or two of this, she stops and rips her clothes off like they’re on fire and gives me a look that say I should do the same and quickly. I obliged, because, you know, happy wife, happy life. She rolls over and rolls over and I crawl on top and we get down to business. But here’s where it gets odd. I could tell right away that something was off... I stopped and asked what was wrong and all she said was “I don’t know, it just feels different. And not in a good way.” Seeing as this was our first time in a while, that’s not what I wanted to hear!
With my heart dropping down into my stomach, I asked if she wanted to keep going. She said yes, but at that point my heart wasn’t in it and she kept saying it felt off. And then out of nowhere, she leans up into my ear and whispers “I want you to tie me down and tickle me”.
I was so taken aback I thought she was messing with me! But I didn’t bother to ask if she was yanking my chain, I jumped into action, figuring she’d let me know if she wasn’t serious! And thank the Lord she was! We keep straps under our bed and I hastily pulled them out, my hands shaking with unexpected excitement, and my heart rate somewhere around 200BPM.
I get her secured to the bed spread eagle and face up and slowly start to kiss my way up her inner thigh to her hip bones and on up to her belly button, while at the same time my fingertips start to lightly trace their way from her armpits over to her nipples and then back down to her sides. My wife isn’t explosively ticklish and rarely belly laughs out loud, but soft tickles will get her giggling and squirming. After exploring to see where she was ticklish this particular day, I found out that it was her hips and sides today. I began to tickle her a little harder on the side just above her hips and she starts squirming harder and laughing in earnest. But there was something different in her laughter today, a sexy moaning hiding in the back ground. So I decided to try something...
I abandoned tickling her for a moment and started kissing my way up her torso, stopping at her now rock hard nipples for a brief while, before continuing up her neck to her ear. Blowing in her ear drives her up a wall and gives her goosebumps everywhere! As I do that, I slowly slide into her and hear her gasp in surprise pleasure. I start slowly pumping and she is back to loving it, and being the tickle enthusiast I am, I decided to use that to my advantage!
I keep pumping until she is right on the edge and then stop and only start again when she asks me to tickle her hips, which is a great catch 22 in her mind! After a few stop and starts, my wife is a hot mess and I’m ready to explode, so I start pumping every so slowly and then surprise her by reaching my hand down and pinching the stomach muscle right above her hips. She starts to buck with me on top of and in her and something magical happens: she starts to moan in ecstasy and her whole body tenses against the straps in a toe curling orgasm. And mid orgasm she tells me “keep tickling me, it feels amazing!” I’m pretty sure that was what pushed me over the edge, but all the same, I was happy to oblige! For the next 30 seconds or so, I’m simultaneously having an earth shattering orgasm and tickling my bound wife, while she moans and laughs at the same time underneath me. It was one of those moments in time you wish would never end...
The next day we talked about it and she was just as surprised as I that she enjoyed the tickling as much as she did and mentioned that she was 100% on board to try again, so we shall see!
Thanks for reading and hope y’all enjoyed it!
