This is a true story concerning the first significant tickling of my wife. This occurred when we first started dating. I met my wife for the first time in the social lounge of the corporation building. I was struck by her long black straight hair, her slightly upturned nose, her dark brown eyes, her long toned legs and beautifully turned ankles. SHe is 5'3 and weighs about 105 pounds, and wears a 7 1/2 shoe. SHe was wearing a black leather miniskirt, nude pantyhouse, and flat black patent leather shoes that revealed her toe cleavage. She was extremely well educated, with an undergraduate degree from Yale and a graduate degree from Georgetown and was the Vice President of her department. She was used to calling the shots. Whe I saw her, I knew there was something familiar about her. Although we had never met before, after a brief discussion we discovered that our mothers were both from Japan. We instantly clicked and started to date.
I soon learned that most men she had dated were intimidated by her education, her looks, and her position in the company. She was extremely bright and we had many witty conversations. Although she was fun to talk with, and fun to look at, she was always playing determined and goal oriented. She even had a very high pain threshold. SHe needed to come down a little. I needed to get to her somehow. After knowing her a little longer, I learned that whenever I put my hand on her lower thigh and squeezed, she jerked her leg away and pulled my arm away. Mmmm, I thought. As we got to know each other a little intimately, It appeared that she might be ticklish. One evening when we were playing around at home i threw her clothes off and dived into her muff. She tried to push me away, but my tongue and lips quickly found her clitoris and the pushing subsided and was turned to slight moans. After minutes of moans growing ever loader, a crescendo occurred and her clitoris started to vibrate. She was breathing hard and started to push me away. At this time I jumped down on her labia with new found interest and began to lick the outer labia. She started to giggle slightly, until I moved to the inner labia and slowly approproached her clitoris. She became worried now and tried to push me off of her. However, she was weak from her first orgasm and when I touched my toungue to her clitoris again, she weakened even further. At this point I brushed my fingers lightly along the hairs on her skin over clitoris while I gently nuzzled her clitoris with my lips and tongue. At this point she went berzerk. She broke out into maddening laughter, but felt too weak to move me off of her. I continued the licking of her clitoris and the brushing of the hairs over her clitoris. She then began to beg me to stop, but I told I would not until she had another orgasm or peed, whichever came first. She had two more orgasms, and then rolled over in a total sweat.
I had found her weakness, and would use it again and again in our relationship. 🙂
I soon learned that most men she had dated were intimidated by her education, her looks, and her position in the company. She was extremely bright and we had many witty conversations. Although she was fun to talk with, and fun to look at, she was always playing determined and goal oriented. She even had a very high pain threshold. SHe needed to come down a little. I needed to get to her somehow. After knowing her a little longer, I learned that whenever I put my hand on her lower thigh and squeezed, she jerked her leg away and pulled my arm away. Mmmm, I thought. As we got to know each other a little intimately, It appeared that she might be ticklish. One evening when we were playing around at home i threw her clothes off and dived into her muff. She tried to push me away, but my tongue and lips quickly found her clitoris and the pushing subsided and was turned to slight moans. After minutes of moans growing ever loader, a crescendo occurred and her clitoris started to vibrate. She was breathing hard and started to push me away. At this time I jumped down on her labia with new found interest and began to lick the outer labia. She started to giggle slightly, until I moved to the inner labia and slowly approproached her clitoris. She became worried now and tried to push me off of her. However, she was weak from her first orgasm and when I touched my toungue to her clitoris again, she weakened even further. At this point I brushed my fingers lightly along the hairs on her skin over clitoris while I gently nuzzled her clitoris with my lips and tongue. At this point she went berzerk. She broke out into maddening laughter, but felt too weak to move me off of her. I continued the licking of her clitoris and the brushing of the hairs over her clitoris. She then began to beg me to stop, but I told I would not until she had another orgasm or peed, whichever came first. She had two more orgasms, and then rolled over in a total sweat.
I had found her weakness, and would use it again and again in our relationship. 🙂
