RedPyramidDoll
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Hi there, tickldwife again. If you've read my story "A tickled wife" you should know I'm a very content lady who's head over heels in love with my man, Kyle.
It was another one of those tickly mornings where I hopped into his bed. (I live with my mother for the time being, we aren't married, too poor. So we live there until we can move out. I'm 19, he's 21.) He wrapped his warm arms around me, and sure enough his fingers began kneading and wiggling on my stomach. I immediately began giggling and biting my lip. He loves tickling my breasts, and my stomach the most so he spent most of his time there occasionally grabbing and squeezing my ribs. After a few minutes, I was breathless and burying my face in his neck laughing. Usually when I bury my face in his neck he begins tickling my very ticklish back, thighs, and bum. I squeal and wiggle, rolling on top of him and that's when the playtime starts.
He tells me to grind against him while tickling my sides and hips, while telling me how bad he's gonna get me when we're finally alone in a house of our own, well of course this leads to sex. After sex, he tickles me because I'm sensitive and shaky afterwards. He sat on my hips and started squeezing my knees in a left right pattern. I had no idea how ticklish my knees were until he did that. I was wailing! I was laughing so hard and hitting the mattress with my fists. He followed that by wiggling a single finger on the crease between my crotch and my inner thigh. All the while whispering in my ticklish ears "Coochie coo, baby girl." I was silent with laughter. I never knew how ticklish my lower body was until I was with this amazing man, and I hope to discover new spots again, and again. 🙂
It was another one of those tickly mornings where I hopped into his bed. (I live with my mother for the time being, we aren't married, too poor. So we live there until we can move out. I'm 19, he's 21.) He wrapped his warm arms around me, and sure enough his fingers began kneading and wiggling on my stomach. I immediately began giggling and biting my lip. He loves tickling my breasts, and my stomach the most so he spent most of his time there occasionally grabbing and squeezing my ribs. After a few minutes, I was breathless and burying my face in his neck laughing. Usually when I bury my face in his neck he begins tickling my very ticklish back, thighs, and bum. I squeal and wiggle, rolling on top of him and that's when the playtime starts.
He tells me to grind against him while tickling my sides and hips, while telling me how bad he's gonna get me when we're finally alone in a house of our own, well of course this leads to sex. After sex, he tickles me because I'm sensitive and shaky afterwards. He sat on my hips and started squeezing my knees in a left right pattern. I had no idea how ticklish my knees were until he did that. I was wailing! I was laughing so hard and hitting the mattress with my fists. He followed that by wiggling a single finger on the crease between my crotch and my inner thigh. All the while whispering in my ticklish ears "Coochie coo, baby girl." I was silent with laughter. I never knew how ticklish my lower body was until I was with this amazing man, and I hope to discover new spots again, and again. 🙂
