I never feel like it's worth me posting here because it happens so often and it's so similar (you can only be tickled in so many ways!) ... so if people are getting sick of hearing, please let me know! Or, maybe it would inspire me to post more often if anyone had any specific questions, so I don't feel silly just posting similar things! Please don't flood my inbox, let's keep most of it here!
I posted a while back about my boyfriend and how he tickles me ALL the time and it usually leads to sex. That's happened a countless amount of times since I last posted, but I have some free time right now and it happened last night, so I figured I'd post.
We were out together all weekend doing family and friend things for Thanksgiving (PS: one of the nights, we were at his friend's place with a bunch of people, and there was a girl there that I would have LOVED to tickle. I know he would have too lol. She was probably 20, so about our age. Maybe 5'7", slim, porcelain skin, bright blue eyes, shoulder-length blonde hair, adorable dimples, and was wearing tights under a short skirt. One leg of the tights was pink and one leg was purple! She looked sooo ticklish.), so we got to my place last night and we were just finishing up supper and sitting in the living room, I was doing something mundane online for a few minutes and he came behind out of NOWHERE, violently grabbed my arms and held them behind my back with one arm, and started attacking my sides and underneath my boobs with his free hand. It took me so off-guard. I was FREAKING out, screaming and laughing, yelling his name and pleading for him to stop and "WAIT!!!" lol. He didn't though. He just laughed and kept saying, "Nah. It's too late now." Anyway, he tickled me like that for a couple of minutes before he stood me up, picked me up (which I REALLY didn't want him to do because I knew what it meant and it would be all over for me), slung me over his shoulder so that he was just holding onto my legs, and started carrying me into the bedroom while he wiggled his fingers between my legs and I was LOSING my cool at this point. I was wearing a short, tight, white cotton dress over dark brown tights, and tights make me SO ticklish.
So he laid me down on the bed, and didn't skip a beat. He took his belt off while he was still carrying me, so he took my wrists and bound them together with his belt. He pushed me down, sat on my waist, and just started going at it. No slow, gentle, sensual tickles. This was an all out war. He'd pulled my dress and bra up over my head, and was digging his fingertips into my bare armpits, squeezing my sides, and digging into my ribs. I was HYSTERICAL. I was laughing and squealing and begging and REALLY squirming, and it got so bad that I couldn't say anything more than "I CAN'T!!!! I CAN'T!!!! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN'T!!!!" lol. He was just laughing and I could feel his dick getting so hard through his jeans. He started to grind into me while he was sitting on my waist and tickling me, but I still had my tights on and he still had his jeans on.
So that lasted for a while, then he simply spun around so he was facing my feet and still sitting on my waist. He started to assault my feet with vicious tickles, no method, just REALLY intense tickling all over the soles, between my toes, everywhere. I was still hysterical. He stopped after about 10 minutes - I was out of breath, beside myself, tears all over my face, etc. I honestly didn't know when he was going to stop but at the same time I was so turned on. He stood up and took his jeans and boxers off. He crawled into bed next to me and pretended to be done, and was apologizing and asking me if it was too much. He pretended to cuddle with me. Then totally out of nowhere again, pounced on me, this time licking wildly at my left nipple and forcing his hand between my legs (still tights on), tickling my pussy over my tights. It was WAY too much, like I was laughing and screaming SO much and I could feel myself getting so wet. He was touching his cock at the same time too. That lasted for a while, then he pulled my tights off, stood up on the bed so he was standing over me, pulled my leg up so it was locked between his thighs and behind his back, and started stroking himself standing over me while he tickled my foot behind his back. I was gone at this point. He was SO hard. And I remember screaming "YOU FAHAHAHAHUCKING PERVERT!! AHHHAHAHAHAHA!!! STOP!!" and him saying, "I just can't help it... when I get you helpless like that and get you screaming and laughing and squirming underneath me..." and all I could do was continue to laugh and scream, and he just started taunting me and manipulating me and demanding for me to wiggle my toes, and saying things like, "Who's little feet are ticklish?! Does someone have little ticklish toes?! Wiggle your toes for me! Beg me to stop tickling you. Yeah, good girl. Keep going."
That all lasted for what seemed like forever, and ended with him fucking me incredibly hard while he licked my nipples and tickled my sides and told me to squirm and beg. Suuuuch a hot night!
I posted a while back about my boyfriend and how he tickles me ALL the time and it usually leads to sex. That's happened a countless amount of times since I last posted, but I have some free time right now and it happened last night, so I figured I'd post.
We were out together all weekend doing family and friend things for Thanksgiving (PS: one of the nights, we were at his friend's place with a bunch of people, and there was a girl there that I would have LOVED to tickle. I know he would have too lol. She was probably 20, so about our age. Maybe 5'7", slim, porcelain skin, bright blue eyes, shoulder-length blonde hair, adorable dimples, and was wearing tights under a short skirt. One leg of the tights was pink and one leg was purple! She looked sooo ticklish.), so we got to my place last night and we were just finishing up supper and sitting in the living room, I was doing something mundane online for a few minutes and he came behind out of NOWHERE, violently grabbed my arms and held them behind my back with one arm, and started attacking my sides and underneath my boobs with his free hand. It took me so off-guard. I was FREAKING out, screaming and laughing, yelling his name and pleading for him to stop and "WAIT!!!" lol. He didn't though. He just laughed and kept saying, "Nah. It's too late now." Anyway, he tickled me like that for a couple of minutes before he stood me up, picked me up (which I REALLY didn't want him to do because I knew what it meant and it would be all over for me), slung me over his shoulder so that he was just holding onto my legs, and started carrying me into the bedroom while he wiggled his fingers between my legs and I was LOSING my cool at this point. I was wearing a short, tight, white cotton dress over dark brown tights, and tights make me SO ticklish.
So he laid me down on the bed, and didn't skip a beat. He took his belt off while he was still carrying me, so he took my wrists and bound them together with his belt. He pushed me down, sat on my waist, and just started going at it. No slow, gentle, sensual tickles. This was an all out war. He'd pulled my dress and bra up over my head, and was digging his fingertips into my bare armpits, squeezing my sides, and digging into my ribs. I was HYSTERICAL. I was laughing and squealing and begging and REALLY squirming, and it got so bad that I couldn't say anything more than "I CAN'T!!!! I CAN'T!!!! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN'T!!!!" lol. He was just laughing and I could feel his dick getting so hard through his jeans. He started to grind into me while he was sitting on my waist and tickling me, but I still had my tights on and he still had his jeans on.
So that lasted for a while, then he simply spun around so he was facing my feet and still sitting on my waist. He started to assault my feet with vicious tickles, no method, just REALLY intense tickling all over the soles, between my toes, everywhere. I was still hysterical. He stopped after about 10 minutes - I was out of breath, beside myself, tears all over my face, etc. I honestly didn't know when he was going to stop but at the same time I was so turned on. He stood up and took his jeans and boxers off. He crawled into bed next to me and pretended to be done, and was apologizing and asking me if it was too much. He pretended to cuddle with me. Then totally out of nowhere again, pounced on me, this time licking wildly at my left nipple and forcing his hand between my legs (still tights on), tickling my pussy over my tights. It was WAY too much, like I was laughing and screaming SO much and I could feel myself getting so wet. He was touching his cock at the same time too. That lasted for a while, then he pulled my tights off, stood up on the bed so he was standing over me, pulled my leg up so it was locked between his thighs and behind his back, and started stroking himself standing over me while he tickled my foot behind his back. I was gone at this point. He was SO hard. And I remember screaming "YOU FAHAHAHAHUCKING PERVERT!! AHHHAHAHAHAHA!!! STOP!!" and him saying, "I just can't help it... when I get you helpless like that and get you screaming and laughing and squirming underneath me..." and all I could do was continue to laugh and scream, and he just started taunting me and manipulating me and demanding for me to wiggle my toes, and saying things like, "Who's little feet are ticklish?! Does someone have little ticklish toes?! Wiggle your toes for me! Beg me to stop tickling you. Yeah, good girl. Keep going."
That all lasted for what seemed like forever, and ended with him fucking me incredibly hard while he licked my nipples and tickled my sides and told me to squirm and beg. Suuuuch a hot night!