Over the past several weeks I exchanged private messages with an attractive young female ticklee who participates on this great web site. Finally we met and agreed to a play date.
As my female tickle buddy does not want people she knows to be aware of this part of her life, it is not my place to reveal details that could compromise her privacy. I am not even going to mention her TMF name.
And last week we had our play date, where with her consent I took the reins. While I thought she looked good the first time we met, this young woman looked even better as she greeted me wearing her robe, making me wonder what she had on underneath. After chatting for a few minutes, it was time to start the tickle fun.
Removing her robe, my tickle buddy was wearing a form-fitting two-piece exercise outfit, which flattered her practically fat-free build and nice skin.
As my fingers approached my tickle buddy's flesh for the first time, my worry was she simply would not be ticklish or I would not tickle her well. But she reacted almost everywhere I tickled her!
And how!!
The tickling started free-style but when I saw what a fighter my tickle buddy was, I took her to the bed, which had a bondage-friendly frame. Over the next 75 minutes I tied her in five positions, where her struggles did not inhibit the tickle torture I administered.
Here is how I tied and tickled my tickle buddy:
On her back across the bed, wrists and ankles bound together and tied to the frame - the classic "diver" position, allowing me free access to her underarms, ribs, neck, legs and feet.
Keeping her ankles and wrists tied to one another, I tied her from the ankles to the top of the bed frame - the "L" position, giving me even better openings to tickle torture those bare feet.
Hogtied, with a large throw pillow between her legs and me as I straddled my tickle buddy - the pillow helped immobilize her, preventing kicks, letting me have my way with her sensitive soles.
On her back in the "Y" position, arms apart, tying her wrists to the footboard and her legs together and to the headboard. I got her underarms, neck and ribs good again but also worked her feet. My second-favorite torment happened here, as I tickled her underarms with my big toes while tickling her feet with my hands.
Face down in a reverse "Y", legs apart, tying her ankles to the footboard and her wrists together and to the headboard. I tickled my tickle buddy's legs, feet, back and ribs. My favorite moment happened in my final tickle, a surprise tickle at that. Saying I had to leave, I started untying her, first removing the bondage from her wrists. But she was still face down, legs tied by the ankles to the footboard. Seated between my tickle buddy's legs, I 
tickled the soles of her feet. In vain she tried to kneel to get some leverage and free herself but the tickling and having me in the way of backing up kept causing her to fall forwards! If only she could have reached back to untie an ankle. If only! But her vulnerable position made it too difficult, no matter how gallantly she tried, as I tickled her feet.
My tickle buddy seemed most ticklish on her feet with her ribs and neck close runners-up. While she laughed and struggled throughout, to my surprise she never screamed nor asked for a break. Later she explained she was too out of breath to say anything, let alone yell!
As my female tickle buddy does not want people she knows to be aware of this part of her life, it is not my place to reveal details that could compromise her privacy. I am not even going to mention her TMF name.
And last week we had our play date, where with her consent I took the reins. While I thought she looked good the first time we met, this young woman looked even better as she greeted me wearing her robe, making me wonder what she had on underneath. After chatting for a few minutes, it was time to start the tickle fun.
Removing her robe, my tickle buddy was wearing a form-fitting two-piece exercise outfit, which flattered her practically fat-free build and nice skin.
As my fingers approached my tickle buddy's flesh for the first time, my worry was she simply would not be ticklish or I would not tickle her well. But she reacted almost everywhere I tickled her!
And how!! The tickling started free-style but when I saw what a fighter my tickle buddy was, I took her to the bed, which had a bondage-friendly frame. Over the next 75 minutes I tied her in five positions, where her struggles did not inhibit the tickle torture I administered.
Here is how I tied and tickled my tickle buddy:
On her back across the bed, wrists and ankles bound together and tied to the frame - the classic "diver" position, allowing me free access to her underarms, ribs, neck, legs and feet. Keeping her ankles and wrists tied to one another, I tied her from the ankles to the top of the bed frame - the "L" position, giving me even better openings to tickle torture those bare feet. Hogtied, with a large throw pillow between her legs and me as I straddled my tickle buddy - the pillow helped immobilize her, preventing kicks, letting me have my way with her sensitive soles. On her back in the "Y" position, arms apart, tying her wrists to the footboard and her legs together and to the headboard. I got her underarms, neck and ribs good again but also worked her feet. My second-favorite torment happened here, as I tickled her underarms with my big toes while tickling her feet with my hands. Face down in a reverse "Y", legs apart, tying her ankles to the footboard and her wrists together and to the headboard. I tickled my tickle buddy's legs, feet, back and ribs. My favorite moment happened in my final tickle, a surprise tickle at that. Saying I had to leave, I started untying her, first removing the bondage from her wrists. But she was still face down, legs tied by the ankles to the footboard. Seated between my tickle buddy's legs, I tickled the soles of her feet. In vain she tried to kneel to get some leverage and free herself but the tickling and having me in the way of backing up kept causing her to fall forwards! If only she could have reached back to untie an ankle. If only! But her vulnerable position made it too difficult, no matter how gallantly she tried, as I tickled her feet.My tickle buddy seemed most ticklish on her feet with her ribs and neck close runners-up. While she laughed and struggled throughout, to my surprise she never screamed nor asked for a break. Later she explained she was too out of breath to say anything, let alone yell!
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