tickles_me
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Even the girls i dated who were "cool" with my fetish werent really okay with participating. Sorry to brag...
But this girl is a gorgeous 22 yr old dirty blonde, 5'3", green eyes, curvy - sweetest smile youve evr seen. She wasn't surprised or confused when we talked about it, and even after a video or two she wasn't afraid. Girl did her OWN research! That alone is...awesome. I'm 26, brunette, slim, 5'2". In case that makes this more intetesting.
She is incredibly ticklish but I dont get yelled at for playing around, which I obviously do a lot. I'm jokey and goofy most of the time anyway - so far she just giggles and sort-of tries to get away.
Normally, if I tickle her ribs or armpits, her laugh is quiet & squirmy like she is scared to make a lot of noise, but the other day we were on the couch and I grabbed the back of her thigh and she LOST IT.
She threw her head back and just howled. I obviously kept going, because it was just so damn cute - can you blame me? She let me tickle her to death for a couple minutes, and I stopped cause she genuinely couldnt breathe ("babe..ahhha..BABY! Staahhhp! Im dying"). I told her how her laugh was louder and she was like "well yeah that was REALLY ticklish." She said she didnt know it was, nobody tickled her there before.
That night in bed she was lightly tickling my sides and back, and I could tell she was trying to find a spot that made me laugh. She hadn't retaliated at all for the rib-grabbing and armpit-tickling she endured in the last month, and bless her heart I think she was shy.
I have learned that if you laugh/wiggle away when a girl is trying to be sensual she will probably stop what she is doing so I can take soft tickling all day long and not flinch. I started teasing her about not being able to make me laugh so she got a little bolder, and in about five minutes had me hysterical.
I'm crazy ticklish around my hips/thighs and she figured out that some pressure in that area absolutely breaks me apart. I found out what my "tortured" laugh sounds like - eventually it stopped mattering where exactly she poked, I cracked up about everything. Ribs, sides, back.
She let me have it for probably around 20 minutes, and it was the first time anyone ever did that knowing what it does to me. Ater, I was trying to pull myself together and she goes, "I hope you know you aren't the only one who enjoyed that. I'm soaked." (sorry, that's a quote).
Then we had glorious lesbian sex. The end.
But this girl is a gorgeous 22 yr old dirty blonde, 5'3", green eyes, curvy - sweetest smile youve evr seen. She wasn't surprised or confused when we talked about it, and even after a video or two she wasn't afraid. Girl did her OWN research! That alone is...awesome. I'm 26, brunette, slim, 5'2". In case that makes this more intetesting.
She is incredibly ticklish but I dont get yelled at for playing around, which I obviously do a lot. I'm jokey and goofy most of the time anyway - so far she just giggles and sort-of tries to get away.
Normally, if I tickle her ribs or armpits, her laugh is quiet & squirmy like she is scared to make a lot of noise, but the other day we were on the couch and I grabbed the back of her thigh and she LOST IT.
She threw her head back and just howled. I obviously kept going, because it was just so damn cute - can you blame me? She let me tickle her to death for a couple minutes, and I stopped cause she genuinely couldnt breathe ("babe..ahhha..BABY! Staahhhp! Im dying"). I told her how her laugh was louder and she was like "well yeah that was REALLY ticklish." She said she didnt know it was, nobody tickled her there before.
That night in bed she was lightly tickling my sides and back, and I could tell she was trying to find a spot that made me laugh. She hadn't retaliated at all for the rib-grabbing and armpit-tickling she endured in the last month, and bless her heart I think she was shy.
I have learned that if you laugh/wiggle away when a girl is trying to be sensual she will probably stop what she is doing so I can take soft tickling all day long and not flinch. I started teasing her about not being able to make me laugh so she got a little bolder, and in about five minutes had me hysterical.
I'm crazy ticklish around my hips/thighs and she figured out that some pressure in that area absolutely breaks me apart. I found out what my "tortured" laugh sounds like - eventually it stopped mattering where exactly she poked, I cracked up about everything. Ribs, sides, back.
She let me have it for probably around 20 minutes, and it was the first time anyone ever did that knowing what it does to me. Ater, I was trying to pull myself together and she goes, "I hope you know you aren't the only one who enjoyed that. I'm soaked." (sorry, that's a quote).
Then we had glorious lesbian sex. The end.
