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There I was, topless in my grandmother’s spare bedroom, arms tied to an exercise machine, completely unable to move. He stood over me, in all his nude glory, fingers wiggling. He began on my stomach, because that was where I thought I was most ticklish. I giggled, but he was not satisfied so he went on to my sides.
“EEEEH!” I squealed and laughed. THAT tickled! He laughed cruelly. “Aww, what’s wrong, ticklish here?” He asked, wiggling his fingertips quicker, sending me into quicker spasms of giggles. I was only tied with one of my long, sturdy scarves that I had acquired over the years, but he knew his trade, and I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. My large D-sized breasts were jiggling as I laughed hysterically as his fingers wandered up into my armpits.
THAT got my attention. I arched my back, squealing like a little girl “EEEKNONONOAHAHT THAHAT!” He just laughed. “Oooh yeeees tha-aaat, my poor little ticklish lee! But I know you looove iiit, doon’t yoouuu? C’mon, you can admit it to me-eee!”
God, I was horny as hell, but I was NOT about to admit that to him. He could tell if he wanted, of course, with me shirtless it was plain as day. I was squirming from side to side, shaking my head, doing all I could to try to get the tickles out of my head and the tingles out of my breasts.
He attacked my hips and the tops of my legs then, which sent me into even more hysterical giggles.
He also found that one spot, the one you never think anyone will ever know about until they find it, the one you dread and dream about someone finding at the same time. Everyone has it. It’s different in nearly everyone.
Mine are my arms, just above my pits. It’s just completely uncontrollably ticklish there! I was sent into silent laughter almost immediately once he got going there. And the teases made it oh-so worse, yet oh-so better at the same time. “Aww, ish my wickwe lee ticklish on hew awwwms, hmm? Iiish she? I think I’ll just sit here and tickle your arms all night! How would you like to be my little captive for the rest of the night?
Holy shit the teasing turned me on. I couldn’t let him see that, so I did what any rational girl would do…I turned over onto my stomach as best I could.
I had never been the lee before. That only goes to show how deeply I trust my boyfriend…I love him with all my heart. He had been tickling me for fifteen minutes now, I realized…I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.
I felt his hands wander around my back—another hotspot I didn’t know I had ‘til he found it. I went into immediate giggles…the back was a lighter touch, but intense all the same. “Are you gonna turn back? Are you gonna turn back?” He asked over and over, all the time tickling my back, sending me into uncontrolled giggles. The teasing made it even worse.
Finally I nodded, gasping. “I gihihive uhuhuuppp!” I squealed, turning back. I knew he would stop.
“But I haven’t gotten to play with THESE yet!” He laughed, running nails over the sides of my breasts. I arched my back and squealed…THAT tickled! His eyes opened delightedly—apparently this was a new spot to him as well. He grinned at me. “May I?”
Holy shit, I hate being asked. Y’know what I mean? You can’t very well say ‘no’, because you damn well WANT more, but admitting that is like admitting how horny you are—it’s near impossible. I took a deep breath, gulped down my pride, and nodded.
He grinned like a predator cat. I had seen “The look” before—the one that says your significant other is lerish as hell. But this was something slightly different…there was plenty of lerishness in THAT look, but as well something else.
I didn’t have much time to think about it as his hands began to ticklish probe both breasts at once. “EEHEHEhehee!” Was all I could say as I squirmed side to side. As if I wasn’t turned on enough already, here he was, wiggling fingertips over my nipples, down the sides, into my pits, and back again. Legs shaking, head shaking side-to-side, nipples tingling like never before, I went into total stimulation overdrive. It tickled…oh HELL it tickled…but ooh Goood it felt sooo goood!
THEN it got TORTUROUS. He bend down and began LICKING my left nipple.
If you think being TOUCHED there tickles, you’ve never had a mouth used there before. I squealed immediately and stopped squirming. “OHOHohoh nohoohoooo!” I exclaimed, halfway between a giggle and a moan.
He looked up at me, grinning like the Cheshire cat gone evil. “Oooh yeehehes, my lickle lee…feels nice, hm?” with that he also began sucking.
THAT tickled too...but only for a few seconds. After that it was all gasping and moaning for me…he obviously enjoyed being able to completely turn me on, having me be able to do nothing up lie there and moan. Until, like any good ‘ler, he took the opportunity to be a total tease about it. He would suck and lick and even nibble my poor reddened nipples and then WHAM: armpits, and I would go into hysterical laughter again. He knew just how to keep me on the edge, how long to tickle me and how long to pleasure me to keep me off guard. I had never been teased like that before---it was so good, yet so, so horribly tortureous. And somehow being tortured like that seemed to make me even more ticklish. And holy SHIT I was loving it. I had never been that far with anyone before—we were both virgins. Granted, I still had my panties on, but we had no idea how long that would last. With me as turned on as I was I couldn’t even be sure.
Finally, finally he paused and stopped. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked, evil grin still brightening his face.
“Of course I am, baby, but…don’t you want a turn?” I asked innocently, after panting a bit. I could tell by his expression that he did. It was revenge time!
Writer's note: Revenge WILL be had!
“EEEEH!” I squealed and laughed. THAT tickled! He laughed cruelly. “Aww, what’s wrong, ticklish here?” He asked, wiggling his fingertips quicker, sending me into quicker spasms of giggles. I was only tied with one of my long, sturdy scarves that I had acquired over the years, but he knew his trade, and I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. My large D-sized breasts were jiggling as I laughed hysterically as his fingers wandered up into my armpits.
THAT got my attention. I arched my back, squealing like a little girl “EEEKNONONOAHAHT THAHAT!” He just laughed. “Oooh yeeees tha-aaat, my poor little ticklish lee! But I know you looove iiit, doon’t yoouuu? C’mon, you can admit it to me-eee!”
God, I was horny as hell, but I was NOT about to admit that to him. He could tell if he wanted, of course, with me shirtless it was plain as day. I was squirming from side to side, shaking my head, doing all I could to try to get the tickles out of my head and the tingles out of my breasts.
He attacked my hips and the tops of my legs then, which sent me into even more hysterical giggles.
He also found that one spot, the one you never think anyone will ever know about until they find it, the one you dread and dream about someone finding at the same time. Everyone has it. It’s different in nearly everyone.
Mine are my arms, just above my pits. It’s just completely uncontrollably ticklish there! I was sent into silent laughter almost immediately once he got going there. And the teases made it oh-so worse, yet oh-so better at the same time. “Aww, ish my wickwe lee ticklish on hew awwwms, hmm? Iiish she? I think I’ll just sit here and tickle your arms all night! How would you like to be my little captive for the rest of the night?
Holy shit the teasing turned me on. I couldn’t let him see that, so I did what any rational girl would do…I turned over onto my stomach as best I could.
I had never been the lee before. That only goes to show how deeply I trust my boyfriend…I love him with all my heart. He had been tickling me for fifteen minutes now, I realized…I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold on.
I felt his hands wander around my back—another hotspot I didn’t know I had ‘til he found it. I went into immediate giggles…the back was a lighter touch, but intense all the same. “Are you gonna turn back? Are you gonna turn back?” He asked over and over, all the time tickling my back, sending me into uncontrolled giggles. The teasing made it even worse.
Finally I nodded, gasping. “I gihihive uhuhuuppp!” I squealed, turning back. I knew he would stop.
“But I haven’t gotten to play with THESE yet!” He laughed, running nails over the sides of my breasts. I arched my back and squealed…THAT tickled! His eyes opened delightedly—apparently this was a new spot to him as well. He grinned at me. “May I?”
Holy shit, I hate being asked. Y’know what I mean? You can’t very well say ‘no’, because you damn well WANT more, but admitting that is like admitting how horny you are—it’s near impossible. I took a deep breath, gulped down my pride, and nodded.
He grinned like a predator cat. I had seen “The look” before—the one that says your significant other is lerish as hell. But this was something slightly different…there was plenty of lerishness in THAT look, but as well something else.
I didn’t have much time to think about it as his hands began to ticklish probe both breasts at once. “EEHEHEhehee!” Was all I could say as I squirmed side to side. As if I wasn’t turned on enough already, here he was, wiggling fingertips over my nipples, down the sides, into my pits, and back again. Legs shaking, head shaking side-to-side, nipples tingling like never before, I went into total stimulation overdrive. It tickled…oh HELL it tickled…but ooh Goood it felt sooo goood!
THEN it got TORTUROUS. He bend down and began LICKING my left nipple.
If you think being TOUCHED there tickles, you’ve never had a mouth used there before. I squealed immediately and stopped squirming. “OHOHohoh nohoohoooo!” I exclaimed, halfway between a giggle and a moan.
He looked up at me, grinning like the Cheshire cat gone evil. “Oooh yeehehes, my lickle lee…feels nice, hm?” with that he also began sucking.
THAT tickled too...but only for a few seconds. After that it was all gasping and moaning for me…he obviously enjoyed being able to completely turn me on, having me be able to do nothing up lie there and moan. Until, like any good ‘ler, he took the opportunity to be a total tease about it. He would suck and lick and even nibble my poor reddened nipples and then WHAM: armpits, and I would go into hysterical laughter again. He knew just how to keep me on the edge, how long to tickle me and how long to pleasure me to keep me off guard. I had never been teased like that before---it was so good, yet so, so horribly tortureous. And somehow being tortured like that seemed to make me even more ticklish. And holy SHIT I was loving it. I had never been that far with anyone before—we were both virgins. Granted, I still had my panties on, but we had no idea how long that would last. With me as turned on as I was I couldn’t even be sure.
Finally, finally he paused and stopped. “Enjoying yourself?” he asked, evil grin still brightening his face.
“Of course I am, baby, but…don’t you want a turn?” I asked innocently, after panting a bit. I could tell by his expression that he did. It was revenge time!
Writer's note: Revenge WILL be had!
