medikation65
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It's been a long time since I've posted anything here. I've been raising children for years now, so I don't have the time.
I have a very ticklish wife.
For the most part, she doesn't like being tickled. But every now and then we'll be watching TV in the evening or something, and she'll get a little playful.
She'll usually start by giving me some teasing insults. Some attitude. Then she'll often sort of tickle my sides or stomach and climb on me while still insulting me playfully.
Then I'll get a hold of her and she starts sort of sliding down my legs on her tummy head first off the couch. That's when I'll raise my legs a little to stop her moving. So now she's in quite a vulnerable, ticklish position. Now it's my turn to tease and tickle...
I always talk in the third person when we do this. More like I'm talking about her, rather then to her. I don't know why!
"You know I never mind the attitude when I know I have a very ticklish wife..." By now she's laughing without my tickling her, but just because of the situation. She'll put her hands out to stop herself from face planting, which raises her shirt a little.
"I can tickle her ribs..."
I tickle her ribs with both hands making her squirm and shake that lovely blond hair around with heightened laughter. She'll usually put both arms down to block my tickling fingers, but I make she she doesn't fall by raising my legs a little.
"Or these lovely girlish sides of hers..." Then I tickle both sides, around to her tummy and back around to her flanks, which are now bare because her shirt has cinched up exposing them. She is quite ticklish on her sides in this position so she starts laughing with the odd shriek.
Then I stop, but only to wrap an arm around her calves in those jeans, and I cross her ankles which are by now right at my face level because she has slowly slid down unable to stop herself because she using her hands to try and stop me tickling her sides.
"But my favorite spot is of course these stocking feet..." She starts struggling more now saying the odd "No!" through her laughter. Her feet are by far her most ticklish spot. I put all five fingers around the heel of her left foot and put some pressure on and off until I really make her squirm it around and wrinkle itself up in those tan nylons. Tickling her heels always gets her going because she really can't squirm her heels away.
"Hey? I just love getting some shrieking ticklish laughter from her..." Then I move two fingers to the arch and scrape and scribble them up and down. By now her face is on the ground turned to the side, eyes closed, and laughing hysterically with some blond hair in her face. Her foot is wrinkling and doing circles trying to get some relief and kicking a little, but I hold on tight!
Then I like to surprise her by tickling the other stocking sole with all my fingers, which gets her laughing even harder because I haven't touched it yet. At this point she starts really kicking, almost panicking. I only tickle her other sole for a few seconds, and then let her go entirely.
Then she continues laughing for a bit and turns on her back to recover, moving the hair from her face.
Then she often looks at me and takes a deep breath and says; "Aah....that was fun." Now if she wants things to continue, she'll finish that sentence with something like, "You'rs still a loser though...!"
The whole thing lasts only about 25 seconds. She is the most lovely creature I have every seen and I don't want these times to end. That's why I stop. If I didn't she'd get upset.
There we are. So now you guys know I'm still in the game....so to speak!
medikation65
I have a very ticklish wife.
For the most part, she doesn't like being tickled. But every now and then we'll be watching TV in the evening or something, and she'll get a little playful.
She'll usually start by giving me some teasing insults. Some attitude. Then she'll often sort of tickle my sides or stomach and climb on me while still insulting me playfully.
Then I'll get a hold of her and she starts sort of sliding down my legs on her tummy head first off the couch. That's when I'll raise my legs a little to stop her moving. So now she's in quite a vulnerable, ticklish position. Now it's my turn to tease and tickle...
I always talk in the third person when we do this. More like I'm talking about her, rather then to her. I don't know why!
"You know I never mind the attitude when I know I have a very ticklish wife..." By now she's laughing without my tickling her, but just because of the situation. She'll put her hands out to stop herself from face planting, which raises her shirt a little.
"I can tickle her ribs..."
I tickle her ribs with both hands making her squirm and shake that lovely blond hair around with heightened laughter. She'll usually put both arms down to block my tickling fingers, but I make she she doesn't fall by raising my legs a little.
"Or these lovely girlish sides of hers..." Then I tickle both sides, around to her tummy and back around to her flanks, which are now bare because her shirt has cinched up exposing them. She is quite ticklish on her sides in this position so she starts laughing with the odd shriek.
Then I stop, but only to wrap an arm around her calves in those jeans, and I cross her ankles which are by now right at my face level because she has slowly slid down unable to stop herself because she using her hands to try and stop me tickling her sides.
"But my favorite spot is of course these stocking feet..." She starts struggling more now saying the odd "No!" through her laughter. Her feet are by far her most ticklish spot. I put all five fingers around the heel of her left foot and put some pressure on and off until I really make her squirm it around and wrinkle itself up in those tan nylons. Tickling her heels always gets her going because she really can't squirm her heels away.
"Hey? I just love getting some shrieking ticklish laughter from her..." Then I move two fingers to the arch and scrape and scribble them up and down. By now her face is on the ground turned to the side, eyes closed, and laughing hysterically with some blond hair in her face. Her foot is wrinkling and doing circles trying to get some relief and kicking a little, but I hold on tight!
Then I like to surprise her by tickling the other stocking sole with all my fingers, which gets her laughing even harder because I haven't touched it yet. At this point she starts really kicking, almost panicking. I only tickle her other sole for a few seconds, and then let her go entirely.
Then she continues laughing for a bit and turns on her back to recover, moving the hair from her face.
Then she often looks at me and takes a deep breath and says; "Aah....that was fun." Now if she wants things to continue, she'll finish that sentence with something like, "You'rs still a loser though...!"
The whole thing lasts only about 25 seconds. She is the most lovely creature I have every seen and I don't want these times to end. That's why I stop. If I didn't she'd get upset.
There we are. So now you guys know I'm still in the game....so to speak!
medikation65