These are two separate stories. The Hickey is part of the 5th tickle encounter.
So earlier that day my boyfriend asked me if I've ever gotten a hickey. I said no, and he said he can give me my first one, and that he wanted one from me.
I had explored my boyfriend's feet for a while and I rubbed his arches and his toes. He twitched them often, and I said in a baby voice, "Your toes are so bubbly!" I looked at his face and he started laughing (in amusement).
"I've never heard that before."
"They are! They're so bubbly!" He had perfectly round, blueberry-cherry toes, and big toes like apricots. I wanted so much to kiss them. His soles were smooth, excepte for some firmness along his back arch and the ball of his foot. They were round, and very well padded.
He laughed again, "I'm sorry. Is that a bad thing?"
"No! They're so cute! They're so meaty."
Eventually we shifted positions. His head was in my lap and he looked up at me. I lifted his arm and began to tickle his underarm. He made little squishy noises with his mouth. "Okay, I'll resist as much as I can. And in return, you give me a hickey."
"Sounds fair."
I pulled up his arm further, and I crawled my nails into his armpit. He giggled and twisted. I pressed firmly and rapidly into his armpit, and the laughter spurted, "PpAHAHAHahahahAHH-Nn-NH I really want that hickey!hAHAHAHAwhysorooough!" I continued and he continued to twist around. It lasted maybe about a minute or two before he started doubting himself.
I stopped abruptly and let him catch his breath. I'd never given a hickey before, but I tried my very hardest and it looked like a very sharp blue bruise when I was done.
So earlier that day my boyfriend asked me if I've ever gotten a hickey. I said no, and he said he can give me my first one, and that he wanted one from me.
I had explored my boyfriend's feet for a while and I rubbed his arches and his toes. He twitched them often, and I said in a baby voice, "Your toes are so bubbly!" I looked at his face and he started laughing (in amusement).
"I've never heard that before."
"They are! They're so bubbly!" He had perfectly round, blueberry-cherry toes, and big toes like apricots. I wanted so much to kiss them. His soles were smooth, excepte for some firmness along his back arch and the ball of his foot. They were round, and very well padded.
He laughed again, "I'm sorry. Is that a bad thing?"
"No! They're so cute! They're so meaty."
Eventually we shifted positions. His head was in my lap and he looked up at me. I lifted his arm and began to tickle his underarm. He made little squishy noises with his mouth. "Okay, I'll resist as much as I can. And in return, you give me a hickey."
"Sounds fair."
I pulled up his arm further, and I crawled my nails into his armpit. He giggled and twisted. I pressed firmly and rapidly into his armpit, and the laughter spurted, "PpAHAHAHahahahAHH-Nn-NH I really want that hickey!hAHAHAHAwhysorooough!" I continued and he continued to twist around. It lasted maybe about a minute or two before he started doubting himself.
I stopped abruptly and let him catch his breath. I'd never given a hickey before, but I tried my very hardest and it looked like a very sharp blue bruise when I was done.
