indyalways97
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No words can ever possibly describe how utterly amazing my first session was. I typically wouldn't drive two hours to meet just anyone, but man am I glad I did. My ler was THE NICEST man I could've asked for. I can't even say I was all that nervous because he just made me feel so welcome and comfortable to the community.
Down to the tickling. You can't have tickling without some teasing and personally for me, that was the best part. I was even teased in Spanish and my God was it fun. He claims I have this "tough girl" persona and threatened to break it out of me. Whether he did or not depends on who you ask lol.
Even though I never had a session before, I honestly thought my worst spots were my knees and thighs and don't get me wrong, they were pretty bad. Pretty, pretty bad. But I was very happy to learn where my true weaknesses were which happened to be my heels and armpits. But I had to roll my eyes when we discovered the palms of my hands even made me giggle.
To keep it short, everything drove me insane. Electric toothbrush, hair brush, a damn pen. Even down to simply poking my ribs (which I highly recommend). But the ultimate ultimate worst, and by worst I mean best, was the electric razor and his hands. I wish I could show how many typos I'm making writing this just by thinking about it. I had the BEST safeword too but let's just say the word was very tired out by the end of the session.
At a few points I wanted to scream not only because I could barely take it, but because I was so happy. Especially when he handed me a "first tickle session" congratulatory card with a blind fold stuffed in it! Which let me add that blindfolds are THE way to go.
Overall no word has yet to be invented to describe utter downright overwhelming joy. I believe we went for 9 hours and it wasn't enough. Even for my first time. I just had too much fun begging and pleading and taunting and thrashing and sweating.
And now a week later I can't stop thinking about it. It's like being taken off of the best pill ever. It's like my body craves it. I can't stop thinking about how super kind and patient he was even though he claims he's just a regular guy. But I guess he can't help to be modest either.
Before I was pretty unconfident and hesitant about this fetish but there's so much joy in the rush of it and to made to feel helpless and forced to break down and beg and plead was so damn hot. To have that electric pulse of my nerves shoot through my body with every poke and nibble (nibbling was also a favorite of mine). The BEST experience of my life hands down and I long for it again.
Down to the tickling. You can't have tickling without some teasing and personally for me, that was the best part. I was even teased in Spanish and my God was it fun. He claims I have this "tough girl" persona and threatened to break it out of me. Whether he did or not depends on who you ask lol.
Even though I never had a session before, I honestly thought my worst spots were my knees and thighs and don't get me wrong, they were pretty bad. Pretty, pretty bad. But I was very happy to learn where my true weaknesses were which happened to be my heels and armpits. But I had to roll my eyes when we discovered the palms of my hands even made me giggle.
To keep it short, everything drove me insane. Electric toothbrush, hair brush, a damn pen. Even down to simply poking my ribs (which I highly recommend). But the ultimate ultimate worst, and by worst I mean best, was the electric razor and his hands. I wish I could show how many typos I'm making writing this just by thinking about it. I had the BEST safeword too but let's just say the word was very tired out by the end of the session.
At a few points I wanted to scream not only because I could barely take it, but because I was so happy. Especially when he handed me a "first tickle session" congratulatory card with a blind fold stuffed in it! Which let me add that blindfolds are THE way to go.
Overall no word has yet to be invented to describe utter downright overwhelming joy. I believe we went for 9 hours and it wasn't enough. Even for my first time. I just had too much fun begging and pleading and taunting and thrashing and sweating.
And now a week later I can't stop thinking about it. It's like being taken off of the best pill ever. It's like my body craves it. I can't stop thinking about how super kind and patient he was even though he claims he's just a regular guy. But I guess he can't help to be modest either.
Before I was pretty unconfident and hesitant about this fetish but there's so much joy in the rush of it and to made to feel helpless and forced to break down and beg and plead was so damn hot. To have that electric pulse of my nerves shoot through my body with every poke and nibble (nibbling was also a favorite of mine). The BEST experience of my life hands down and I long for it again.
