Last night while Zac and I were watching a movie spooning on the couch, he carefully lifted one of my arms over my head and held it there by my wrist, and used his other hand to start tickling my stomach and sides. I tried struggling but if I moved too much I'd fall off the couch, and he had a really good grip on my arm, so I just started begging him to stop. I tried pulling my arm back over and over until I finally got it free, climbed on top of him and used both of my hands to tickle his stomach under his shirt - I got him good for a few seconds before he trapped both of my wrists and told me we should go upstairs.
I put on one of my silky outfits that makes my skin more ticklish, and a black pair of panties. He took all of his clothes off and put me spreadeagle in the restraints. Once I was strapped him, he climbed on top of me, straddled my waist, and began tickling my underarms and the sides of my breasts - I tried to resist but he knows just the right ways to make me crazy. I started giggling but refused to laugh. He moved his fingers a little lower and started poking at my ribs with one hand, while still tickling my underarm with the other. I lost it. I laughed softly at first, so he picked up the pace a bit and used both hands on my stomach, his fingers wiggling all over, and I just gave in to the laughter. I couldn't even form the words to beg him to stop. He tickled all over my stomach and down to my hips, and back up again. He then moved his position so he was lying between my legs, still tickling my stomach and sides with both hands, now using his face stubble to tickle my inner thighs. It was heaven and hell at the same time, so much tickling at once I couldn't even focus. I tried to beg, shaking my head side to side, but he didn't care. He loves when I'm totally helpless. He moved down to my feet, grabbing my hairbrush and brushing it over my soles and right under my toes. I shrieked and arched my back, but I couldn't get away from the tickling. Tears started streaming down my face. He did the same to my other foot, tickling first with his fingertips, licking between my toes, then torturing me with the brush.
After some time, he reached for the Hitachi wand. He used one hand to move my panties to the side, and the other to turn the Hitachi on full power, then placed it between my legs. He held it there with one of his legs, then used both hands to tickle my stomach and breasts. The Hitachi itself tickles like nothing I've ever felt, every time he uses it I'm going crazy, laughing and moaning, loving it and hating it. The vibrations are so intense and with him tickling me at the same time, I'm coming in less than two full minutes. When the orgasm it, every ounce of my energy went with it - my entire body relaxed, and I was soaked. I was panting. I said "Okay, I'm done." so Zac removed the Hitachi. I tried to enjoy the orgasm but within five seconds of me coming, Zac started tickling my inner thighs and groin area. I started screaming, I managed to say "PLEASE DON'T! PLEASE!!" but it was no use, he LOVES post-orgasm torture. And with an orgasm like that, my nerves were on fire with ticklishness, and every touch from his fingers was maddening.
When he finally felt that I'd had enough - me panting, laughing, exhausted, and in tears - he finally let me out. I slept pretty well last night
I put on one of my silky outfits that makes my skin more ticklish, and a black pair of panties. He took all of his clothes off and put me spreadeagle in the restraints. Once I was strapped him, he climbed on top of me, straddled my waist, and began tickling my underarms and the sides of my breasts - I tried to resist but he knows just the right ways to make me crazy. I started giggling but refused to laugh. He moved his fingers a little lower and started poking at my ribs with one hand, while still tickling my underarm with the other. I lost it. I laughed softly at first, so he picked up the pace a bit and used both hands on my stomach, his fingers wiggling all over, and I just gave in to the laughter. I couldn't even form the words to beg him to stop. He tickled all over my stomach and down to my hips, and back up again. He then moved his position so he was lying between my legs, still tickling my stomach and sides with both hands, now using his face stubble to tickle my inner thighs. It was heaven and hell at the same time, so much tickling at once I couldn't even focus. I tried to beg, shaking my head side to side, but he didn't care. He loves when I'm totally helpless. He moved down to my feet, grabbing my hairbrush and brushing it over my soles and right under my toes. I shrieked and arched my back, but I couldn't get away from the tickling. Tears started streaming down my face. He did the same to my other foot, tickling first with his fingertips, licking between my toes, then torturing me with the brush.
After some time, he reached for the Hitachi wand. He used one hand to move my panties to the side, and the other to turn the Hitachi on full power, then placed it between my legs. He held it there with one of his legs, then used both hands to tickle my stomach and breasts. The Hitachi itself tickles like nothing I've ever felt, every time he uses it I'm going crazy, laughing and moaning, loving it and hating it. The vibrations are so intense and with him tickling me at the same time, I'm coming in less than two full minutes. When the orgasm it, every ounce of my energy went with it - my entire body relaxed, and I was soaked. I was panting. I said "Okay, I'm done." so Zac removed the Hitachi. I tried to enjoy the orgasm but within five seconds of me coming, Zac started tickling my inner thighs and groin area. I started screaming, I managed to say "PLEASE DON'T! PLEASE!!" but it was no use, he LOVES post-orgasm torture. And with an orgasm like that, my nerves were on fire with ticklishness, and every touch from his fingers was maddening.
When he finally felt that I'd had enough - me panting, laughing, exhausted, and in tears - he finally let me out. I slept pretty well last night