flightless_me
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HEY EVERYONE. i SEE HOW MANY VIEWED THE FIRST PART OF WHAT HAPPENED TO MY SWEET BOYFRIEND AND SO I'LL POST THIS IN THAT THREAD TOO. BUT HERE IT IS.
I had left my very ticklish boyfriend in hysterics and sheer exhaustion when I told him his feet were next. I could hear after a few minutes him calling out to me, agian begging me to untie him and make love to him. I was making myself some iced tea (strawberry flavor yum!). I put some ice cubes in my iced tea and grabbed a second cup and filled it up with ice as well. I went back into our room with both cups in hand. He could hear the rattling of the ice cubes in my cup so this caused his head to turn in my direction and more pleas. I told him how much I loved him but he needed to stop pleading or else I would have to gag him agian. He obeyed to that threat. He doesn't like to be gagged, but hey, I hate being blindfolded he does it all the time I won't complain, he doesn't complaim much either. Anyways, I gave my sweet boyfriend a sip of tea and let him rest a bit more. I rubbed his tummy soothingly and every once in a while flickered my nails over his tummy and sides to give him a quick tickle. This would cause him to jump and giggle only a little, and quickly relax when I stopped and rubbed. I began to rub down his legs and slowly making my way down. He would smile and laugh a bit if I hit a ticklish area. He knew what I was doing, slowly making my way to his extremely soft and ticklish feet, so, this caused more begs. Agian I warned of the gag and he stopped begging but whined and whimpered playfully. When I reached his ankles I took my hands off. He became uneasy and shifted alot in his bonds. The silence cloaked my position and this also made him squirm and wiggle his toes in anticipation. I had in my hand the cup of ice still, I only was rubbing him with one hand. He didn't know about the second cup because he is still blindfolded. So the naturel response when his left arch felt the tip of the ice cube I brought out, was amazing. Immediatly he screamed out "That's cold!!! That's Cohohoolld!" and all was lost in his hysterical laughter. It's amazing how soft and ticklish his feet are. He tried to wiggle his feet away but couldn't. His two big toes being tied together made it to where he could barely wiggle his toes too. All he could do was laugh, gasp,beg,cry,scream, and simple feel the cold, tickling sensations. Feelings i'm full aware of. I moved the ice cube up and down his left foot. I would move the ice cube from his heel up to his toe, under it, teasing it, and slowly back down sliding down his ticklish arch and back to his heel, and repeating. When the ice cube reached the ball of his foot, I made little circles around it. This caused him to try to buck agian. His laughter was intense. Thank god we live on a ranch lol. We do it's so pretty and we have alot of dogs... anyways, loosing train of thought. I used this tickle tool on him until the ice cube melted away. An idea hit me. I leaned over and I started to nibble on his toes as I brought a second ice cube to his arch. He fell limp on the bed since the previous ice cube took about 4 minutes or so to melt. Now I was nibbling and tickling his cute soft toes with my tongue and teeth while he had an ice cube tickling his arch. Then I brought my tongue down to his arch and back up and applied the ice cube and repeated. His was limp with laughter, He didn't even try to move his foot away. His laughter was so sexy that I totally was lost in making him laugh. I just kept tickling his feet with the ice cubes and my mouth and at times just the ice cubes. I was so lost in the fixation of making him laugh that before I knew it my large cup of ice was empty and I had been tickling my sweet boyfriend for almost 40 minutes straight. normally he would have had a couple second break in between ten minutes or so. But no breaks. I felt so guilty until I saw the sweet smile he had on when he started to calm down. I tried to relax him a bit and rubbed his very cold feet. I asked how he was and he could only sigh in happiness and smile. I love him so much. After a while of rubbing I began to wiggle my fingers on his arches. Poor thing thought that I was done with him. I tickled his arches on both feet with my wiggling fingers for a bit. I made sure to count the minutes this time and not get lost. I gave him a break after five minutes due to his previous tickle torture on his feet. I kept this up for another hour. Five minutes of tickling and about a minute of resting. By the time I was done he was sweating and exhausted. I allowed him to rest some. He didn't pass out. What had happened was when I stopped tickling I asked agian if he was okay (chance to say safe word-taco) and he smiled and nodded yes and didn't say anything for a long time. I got up to take the blind fold off and just before I did he said he was very tired. I let him rest for an hour. By the time I woke him up with the feather tickles to his foot he was rested and ready for another hour. (told you ALL nighter!) The feather was dragged down his sole up and down and up and down. Then I would make circles around the balls of his feet and the heels. His laughter was music to my ears and the greatest fuel to my fire. I continued this feather attack for ten minutes and then dropped it and began to tickle him with a marker I had. It's pointy but soft not sharp or anything like some pens can be. I wrote ticklish all over his feet. And like a part in a tickle story I love, when the words ticklish were written about a billion times (exaggerating) I took another color and colored in the spaces that were left. This took almost an hour...I made it last forever. This is so because sometimes I would stop writting on the left foot and tickle his right with my nails. By the time I was done marking on both feet, He was sweating and complained his sides ached from laughing and he used the safe word. I love him so much and was so delighted to tickle him. I get to alot. But, he mostly gets me because even though I love tickling him I LOVE being tickled. He allowed me to write about his night and he is such a good sport. baby I love you!
I had left my very ticklish boyfriend in hysterics and sheer exhaustion when I told him his feet were next. I could hear after a few minutes him calling out to me, agian begging me to untie him and make love to him. I was making myself some iced tea (strawberry flavor yum!). I put some ice cubes in my iced tea and grabbed a second cup and filled it up with ice as well. I went back into our room with both cups in hand. He could hear the rattling of the ice cubes in my cup so this caused his head to turn in my direction and more pleas. I told him how much I loved him but he needed to stop pleading or else I would have to gag him agian. He obeyed to that threat. He doesn't like to be gagged, but hey, I hate being blindfolded he does it all the time I won't complain, he doesn't complaim much either. Anyways, I gave my sweet boyfriend a sip of tea and let him rest a bit more. I rubbed his tummy soothingly and every once in a while flickered my nails over his tummy and sides to give him a quick tickle. This would cause him to jump and giggle only a little, and quickly relax when I stopped and rubbed. I began to rub down his legs and slowly making my way down. He would smile and laugh a bit if I hit a ticklish area. He knew what I was doing, slowly making my way to his extremely soft and ticklish feet, so, this caused more begs. Agian I warned of the gag and he stopped begging but whined and whimpered playfully. When I reached his ankles I took my hands off. He became uneasy and shifted alot in his bonds. The silence cloaked my position and this also made him squirm and wiggle his toes in anticipation. I had in my hand the cup of ice still, I only was rubbing him with one hand. He didn't know about the second cup because he is still blindfolded. So the naturel response when his left arch felt the tip of the ice cube I brought out, was amazing. Immediatly he screamed out "That's cold!!! That's Cohohoolld!" and all was lost in his hysterical laughter. It's amazing how soft and ticklish his feet are. He tried to wiggle his feet away but couldn't. His two big toes being tied together made it to where he could barely wiggle his toes too. All he could do was laugh, gasp,beg,cry,scream, and simple feel the cold, tickling sensations. Feelings i'm full aware of. I moved the ice cube up and down his left foot. I would move the ice cube from his heel up to his toe, under it, teasing it, and slowly back down sliding down his ticklish arch and back to his heel, and repeating. When the ice cube reached the ball of his foot, I made little circles around it. This caused him to try to buck agian. His laughter was intense. Thank god we live on a ranch lol. We do it's so pretty and we have alot of dogs... anyways, loosing train of thought. I used this tickle tool on him until the ice cube melted away. An idea hit me. I leaned over and I started to nibble on his toes as I brought a second ice cube to his arch. He fell limp on the bed since the previous ice cube took about 4 minutes or so to melt. Now I was nibbling and tickling his cute soft toes with my tongue and teeth while he had an ice cube tickling his arch. Then I brought my tongue down to his arch and back up and applied the ice cube and repeated. His was limp with laughter, He didn't even try to move his foot away. His laughter was so sexy that I totally was lost in making him laugh. I just kept tickling his feet with the ice cubes and my mouth and at times just the ice cubes. I was so lost in the fixation of making him laugh that before I knew it my large cup of ice was empty and I had been tickling my sweet boyfriend for almost 40 minutes straight. normally he would have had a couple second break in between ten minutes or so. But no breaks. I felt so guilty until I saw the sweet smile he had on when he started to calm down. I tried to relax him a bit and rubbed his very cold feet. I asked how he was and he could only sigh in happiness and smile. I love him so much. After a while of rubbing I began to wiggle my fingers on his arches. Poor thing thought that I was done with him. I tickled his arches on both feet with my wiggling fingers for a bit. I made sure to count the minutes this time and not get lost. I gave him a break after five minutes due to his previous tickle torture on his feet. I kept this up for another hour. Five minutes of tickling and about a minute of resting. By the time I was done he was sweating and exhausted. I allowed him to rest some. He didn't pass out. What had happened was when I stopped tickling I asked agian if he was okay (chance to say safe word-taco) and he smiled and nodded yes and didn't say anything for a long time. I got up to take the blind fold off and just before I did he said he was very tired. I let him rest for an hour. By the time I woke him up with the feather tickles to his foot he was rested and ready for another hour. (told you ALL nighter!) The feather was dragged down his sole up and down and up and down. Then I would make circles around the balls of his feet and the heels. His laughter was music to my ears and the greatest fuel to my fire. I continued this feather attack for ten minutes and then dropped it and began to tickle him with a marker I had. It's pointy but soft not sharp or anything like some pens can be. I wrote ticklish all over his feet. And like a part in a tickle story I love, when the words ticklish were written about a billion times (exaggerating) I took another color and colored in the spaces that were left. This took almost an hour...I made it last forever. This is so because sometimes I would stop writting on the left foot and tickle his right with my nails. By the time I was done marking on both feet, He was sweating and complained his sides ached from laughing and he used the safe word. I love him so much and was so delighted to tickle him. I get to alot. But, he mostly gets me because even though I love tickling him I LOVE being tickled. He allowed me to write about his night and he is such a good sport. baby I love you!
