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a romantic clitoris tickling story

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a romantic clitoris tickling story M-F

a romantic clitoris tickling story
I was so stressed out, all week long I had been running around doing
errands for my friends and family. My whole body was aching so all I could do
was sit at home and put another entry in
my diary before my husband got home. I wrote another tickling fantasy in there
because I never did have the courage to tell my husband that when I even saw
tickling on tv or another person
being tickled it gave me chills down my spine. I just could not tell him
because I think he would think I was nuts or sick or something.
I put the diary in the droor as I heard my husband come in downstairs. I
was not only in pain and exhausted but rather aroused from the fantasy I wrote.
I am ticklish all over but
my main fantasy is to be restrained on a bed naked and blindfolded and tickled
all over with the clitoris being last. I had wrote this several times in my
diary and at times I had even had
tickling dreams where I would wake up from orgasming during the dream.
I see my husband come him and he gives me a great big hug and a kiss on the
cheek. "I have a surprise for you." He told me as he held me close. "I have
something I was wanting to show
you for some time but I wanted to wait for the right moment. I have seen you
run around doing errands all week long and how stressed out you have been that
I wanted to do something special for you
tonight, something nice and romantic."
He fixed me a nice warm meal of lobster with steak and some purple wine to
go with it. We had candlelight and he kept telling me all throughout dinner how
he was thinking about tonight all
week long and how he was going to thank me for being so wonderful to him. After
giving me a kiss on the cheek he removed my shoes and socks and kissed my feet.
I almost jumped "Its ok, I just want
to help you feel good tonight ok?".
He then led me upstairs and told me to lay down on the bed and close my
eyes which I did. He started to slowly remove my hose and slide my underwear
off nice and slow. I kept getting
goosebumps as his hands touched my bare legs. He slowly unbuttoned my blouse
and slide my bra off me slowly as I just lay there with my eyes closed.
I felt something soft go over me and then something went around my ankles,
he tied both my feet to the bed with white silk scarves then did the same thing
to my arms to the headposts.
I began to feel nervous because he had never tied me up before and was worried
he was going to spank me or something. After I laid there naked for a few
seconds he blindfolded me and
whispered softly in my ear "Don't worry I am only doing this because tonight
your going to have your body pampered and admired".
I began relaxing a little bit and laid there waiting until I felt my
shoulders and collarbone being kissed "Now that I have you at my mercy I have a
confession to make I read your diary."
Suddenly, I felt a cold chill go over me and began getting exited. The only
things I had put in my diary were sexual fantasies and pretty much the only
sexual fantasies I had in my diary involved
being tied down and tickled until I could not breath.
I did not have time to think I felt something soft touch the soles of my
feet slowly stroking them "Like the feather my love" He whispered as I began to
laugh my head off. He would
then run every feather in between each of my toes and all I could was laugh, I
could not even breath. I squirmed all I could but he would only tighten the
rope and stretch me out so I could
move even less.
I began feeling the feather go up from my feet and all over my bare legs.
"I wonder how weak you are on the backs of the knees?" My husband whispered as
he ran a feather down
the backs of my legs. I jumped up and screamed but this time something strange
was happpening, my nipples were beginning to harden. This was torture because
now not only could he
see me laughing my head off but being unable to hide the fact that I am
enjoying it.
The feather moved up slowly and every inch made my leg muscles contract
more and more until the feather touched my inner thighs. I felt circles being
made almost inches away from
my womanhood and all I could do was lay there and laugh. I felt the feather
then move all the way up near my ribs tickling me and stroking me. All I could
do now was laugh until
my stomach burned from tension. I began to feel a warm feeling between my legs,
my vaginal lips began to contract as I felt two feathes stroking my sides up
and down.
Softly and seductively the feathers began teasing me all over my breasts,
slowly circling my nipples but not quite touching them. The feather kept moving
near and then away making
my nipples harder and harder. Now in addition to a warm feeling between my legs
I could not feel a slow wetness building up. I was no longer laughing I was
moaning and lost in the sensations
of my husband carressing me with the feather.
As the feather touched my collarbone the shoulders immediately came up
only to have my husband breath in my ear and suck on my earlobe. I let out a
loud "Hmmmmmmmmmm!!!" as I could
hear the soft nibbling noise of him toying with my ears using his mouth. "I see
your enjoying this." , he said, reffering to the now moist area between my
legs. "I love you so much
I want to make you feel beautiful, cherished, pampered and romanced so just
relax ok and breath deeply." He began spreading my legs out wider and wider
until they were at a 45 degree angle
and I could not longer move a single inch.
I could feel something cold put down there, it only took me a few seconds
to realize he was shaving me. After a few minutes all the hair was off and I
felt more exited than ever before.
The soft feather began slowly carressing me between the lips, going up and down
teasing me as I moaned and writhed in pleasure. "Your so beautiful when your
enjoying yourself." He told me as
he began to slowly spread the lips apart.
"Get ready for the wet paint brush." Just his words alone caused me to
get wetter and wetter. I then felt something that made me want to fly through
the ceiling, he was tickling my clitoris.
I could feel the soft brush caress all over the clitoris as I moaned. I would
scream at the tops of my lungs and move back and forth as the feather slowly
stroked me there making my whole
womanhood burn with desire.
I slowly began to feel a wetness softly going down my thigh I wanted so
badly to hold it in but no more all I could do was surrennder to the tormenting
brush. I felt him move under my
clitoris teasing it making me feel warm wet juices go down my legs. I was
laughing now and I was also loosing my sanity.
Tears kept streaming down my face but he would not stop tickling me, making
my clitoris suffer as the blood began to flow to it. More and more it became
congested with blood as it
became more and more stimulated. The tension in my clitoris became unbearable
and soon I elt an explosion between my legs. He took off my blindfold and I
watched as he looked at me and smiled
telling me he loved me as my inner thighs were now soaking wet.
I was exhausted and could only react to what was being done to me as i lay
back and closed my eyes. I felt his hands caress my inner thighs tickling them
but then I heard something
that sounded like ice in a glass being shaken. I opened my eyes for an instant
and saw that he was putting ice cubes in his mouth and spread my lips part
again.
I began to feel the burning fire in my womanhood go nuts as I knew he was
kissing my clitoris letting the ice melt over it and slowly and sensually
tickling me on my sides. I orgasmed\
over and over in his mouth and felt like I was in Heaven. After ten minutes of
this he untied me and held me close. "I am sorry I read your diary, but the one
thing I want to do is make
you feel like a woman and enjoy being one, I know I can't be perfect but I will
never stop trying to be perfect for you. I love you too much". WIth that he
held me and carried me in to
a nice bubble bath and we washed eachother off.
 
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What a great story, wish I could find a nice lady of my own to tickle and care for! lol
 
GREAT story

I dont often comment but that was a great story! Keep it up! I'll keep an eye out for your name for future stories you may write ;) :bowing:
 
Sounds like a great story to me!!!!!!

I need to have mine try this on meeeeee....
 
wow

a romantic clitoris tickling story
I was so stressed out, all week long I had been running around doing
errands for my friends and family. My whole body was aching so all I could do
was sit at home and put another entry in
my diary before my husband got home. I wrote another tickling fantasy in there
because I never did have the courage to tell my husband that when I even saw
tickling on tv or another person
being tickled it gave me chills down my spine. I just could not tell him
because I think he would think I was nuts or sick or something.
I put the diary in the droor as I heard my husband come in downstairs. I
was not only in pain and exhausted but rather aroused from the fantasy I wrote.
I am ticklish all over but
my main fantasy is to be restrained on a bed naked and blindfolded and tickled
all over with the clitoris being last. I had wrote this several times in my
diary and at times I had even had
tickling dreams where I would wake up from orgasming during the dream.
I see my husband come him and he gives me a great big hug and a kiss on the
cheek. "I have a surprise for you." He told me as he held me close. "I have
something I was wanting to show
you for some time but I wanted to wait for the right moment. I have seen you
run around doing errands all week long and how stressed out you have been that
I wanted to do something special for you
tonight, something nice and romantic."
He fixed me a nice warm meal of lobster with steak and some purple wine to
go with it. We had candlelight and he kept telling me all throughout dinner how
he was thinking about tonight all
week long and how he was going to thank me for being so wonderful to him. After
giving me a kiss on the cheek he removed my shoes and socks and kissed my feet.
I almost jumped "Its ok, I just want
to help you feel good tonight ok?".
He then led me upstairs and told me to lay down on the bed and close my
eyes which I did. He started to slowly remove my hose and slide my underwear
off nice and slow. I kept getting
goosebumps as his hands touched my bare legs. He slowly unbuttoned my blouse
and slide my bra off me slowly as I just lay there with my eyes closed.
I felt something soft go over me and then something went around my ankles,
he tied both my feet to the bed with white silk scarves then did the same thing
to my arms to the headposts.
I began to feel nervous because he had never tied me up before and was worried
he was going to spank me or something. After I laid there naked for a few
seconds he blindfolded me and
whispered softly in my ear "Don't worry I am only doing this because tonight
your going to have your body pampered and admired".
I began relaxing a little bit and laid there waiting until I felt my
shoulders and collarbone being kissed "Now that I have you at my mercy I have a
confession to make I read your diary."
Suddenly, I felt a cold chill go over me and began getting exited. The only
things I had put in my diary were sexual fantasies and pretty much the only
sexual fantasies I had in my diary involved
being tied down and tickled until I could not breath.
I did not have time to think I felt something soft touch the soles of my
feet slowly stroking them "Like the feather my love" He whispered as I began to
laugh my head off. He would
then run every feather in between each of my toes and all I could was laugh, I
could not even breath. I squirmed all I could but he would only tighten the
rope and stretch me out so I could
move even less.
I began feeling the feather go up from my feet and all over my bare legs.
"I wonder how weak you are on the backs of the knees?" My husband whispered as
he ran a feather down
the backs of my legs. I jumped up and screamed but this time something strange
was happpening, my nipples were beginning to harden. This was torture because
now not only could he
see me laughing my head off but being unable to hide the fact that I am
enjoying it.
The feather moved up slowly and every inch made my leg muscles contract
more and more until the feather touched my inner thighs. I felt circles being
made almost inches away from
my womanhood and all I could do was lay there and laugh. I felt the feather
then move all the way up near my ribs tickling me and stroking me. All I could
do now was laugh until
my stomach burned from tension. I began to feel a warm feeling between my legs,
my vaginal lips began to contract as I felt two feathes stroking my sides up
and down.
Softly and seductively the feathers began teasing me all over my breasts,
slowly circling my nipples but not quite touching them. The feather kept moving
near and then away making
my nipples harder and harder. Now in addition to a warm feeling between my legs
I could not feel a slow wetness building up. I was no longer laughing I was
moaning and lost in the sensations
of my husband carressing me with the feather.
As the feather touched my collarbone the shoulders immediately came up
only to have my husband breath in my ear and suck on my earlobe. I let out a
loud "Hmmmmmmmmmm!!!" as I could
hear the soft nibbling noise of him toying with my ears using his mouth. "I see
your enjoying this." , he said, reffering to the now moist area between my
legs. "I love you so much
I want to make you feel beautiful, cherished, pampered and romanced so just
relax ok and breath deeply." He began spreading my legs out wider and wider
until they were at a 45 degree angle
and I could not longer move a single inch.
I could feel something cold put down there, it only took me a few seconds
to realize he was shaving me. After a few minutes all the hair was off and I
felt more exited than ever before.
The soft feather began slowly carressing me between the lips, going up and down
teasing me as I moaned and writhed in pleasure. "Your so beautiful when your
enjoying yourself." He told me as
he began to slowly spread the lips apart.
"Get ready for the wet paint brush." Just his words alone caused me to
get wetter and wetter. I then felt something that made me want to fly through
the ceiling, he was tickling my clitoris.
I could feel the soft brush caress all over the clitoris as I moaned. I would
scream at the tops of my lungs and move back and forth as the feather slowly
stroked me there making my whole
womanhood burn with desire.
I slowly began to feel a wetness softly going down my thigh I wanted so
badly to hold it in but no more all I could do was surrennder to the tormenting
brush. I felt him move under my
clitoris teasing it making me feel warm wet juices go down my legs. I was
laughing now and I was also loosing my sanity.
Tears kept streaming down my face but he would not stop tickling me, making
my clitoris suffer as the blood began to flow to it. More and more it became
congested with blood as it
became more and more stimulated. The tension in my clitoris became unbearable
and soon I elt an explosion between my legs. He took off my blindfold and I
watched as he looked at me and smiled
telling me he loved me as my inner thighs were now soaking wet.
I was exhausted and could only react to what was being done to me as i lay
back and closed my eyes. I felt his hands caress my inner thighs tickling them
but then I heard something
that sounded like ice in a glass being shaken. I opened my eyes for an instant
and saw that he was putting ice cubes in his mouth and spread my lips part
again.
I began to feel the burning fire in my womanhood go nuts as I knew he was
kissing my clitoris letting the ice melt over it and slowly and sensually
tickling me on my sides. I orgasmed\
over and over in his mouth and felt like I was in Heaven. After ten minutes of
this he untied me and held me close. "I am sorry I read your diary, but the one
thing I want to do is make
you feel like a woman and enjoy being one, I know I can't be perfect but I will
never stop trying to be perfect for you. I love you too much". WIth that he
held me and carried me in to
a nice bubble bath and we washed eachother off.

great, my fantasy for sure to have a guy like that
 
One of the few experiences that actually fully lives up to the fantasy, IMPE. ;) :D

Mistress Aura :justlips:
 
What a terrific erotic, what a romantic and sensual and absolutely beautiful love story complete with tickle erotica mixed in-great
job tickleteasing!!:):):):tickle::) I absolutely
loved this story, soooo awesome and sexy and
sooo sweet. You are truly an artist and a fantastic erotica writer, keep up the fantastic writing.
Totally love it!!! :wavingguy:):):tickle::wub::wub::wub::bowing::bowing::bowing::couch:;):xpulcy::twohugs::twohugs::twohugs:
 
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