We needed a new tickle game. The lady came up with this idea...
Face down, arms tied above your head. Same with the feet. Like a pencil. A perfect amount of slack so that you can get the ‘Lee to turn onto their belly.
The game was to not let the ‘ler see the belly button. But there had to be rules. No cheating! Meaning that the ‘ler couldn’t reach around and start tickling the belly. Finding the belly button had to be organic.
We flipped a coin to see who would go first. She won the toss, and deferred. She wanted to be tickled first. I immediately got nervous about her plans, as that was out of character. She usually prefers to tickle first.
She goes topless and lays down ready for the restraints. After getting her set up, I lay down next to her. One hand pointed at one underarm, the other arm reached around ready for the other.
I inched closer to give her a kiss, and at the last moment, juked, and blew a vicious raspberry on the side of her neck, and started tickling both armpits.
“HAHAHAHAHA YOU FUCKER!!! HAHAHAHAHA” was all she could manage through her hysterical laughter. Her underarms are terribly ticklish, and knew this was the place to start to break her down to show the belly button.
“Oh, is Sunshine ticklish?” I teased as I worked my way down to her ribs, and she is howling as I plant raspberries on both sides of her ribs. She starts to try to curl into a ball as I alternate tickling each side.
“Don’t let me see your belly button!” Said both as a threat and encouragement to hold strong, but the tickling was starting to become too much. The lady was thrashing and laughing, but we were close to finding the target. Her resolve to not lose is one of my favorite traits about her.
I went in for the kill. I grabbed her hip area with both hands and let her decide. Quickly maneuvering, both hands went to her right hip and she started to turtle up. I started to tease again, “Don’t let me see it, you can do it”. Squirming and laughing, she slowly rotated and fully exposed her belly.
I stopped tickling... giving her a break. A few seconds pass by that might have felt like an eternity. We lock eyes, I actually did kiss her this time, but she knew what was coming. I blew a monster raspberry on her innie belly button, “HAHAHAHAHA” she started howling as I unleashed multiple raspberries and fingers on her bare belly.
After it was done and she caught her breath, she asked, “how long did I make it before showing my belly button?” Me: “9 minutes, 14 seconds.”
Her: “I’m going to break you in 5”
To be continued...
Face down, arms tied above your head. Same with the feet. Like a pencil. A perfect amount of slack so that you can get the ‘Lee to turn onto their belly.
The game was to not let the ‘ler see the belly button. But there had to be rules. No cheating! Meaning that the ‘ler couldn’t reach around and start tickling the belly. Finding the belly button had to be organic.
We flipped a coin to see who would go first. She won the toss, and deferred. She wanted to be tickled first. I immediately got nervous about her plans, as that was out of character. She usually prefers to tickle first.
She goes topless and lays down ready for the restraints. After getting her set up, I lay down next to her. One hand pointed at one underarm, the other arm reached around ready for the other.
I inched closer to give her a kiss, and at the last moment, juked, and blew a vicious raspberry on the side of her neck, and started tickling both armpits.
“HAHAHAHAHA YOU FUCKER!!! HAHAHAHAHA” was all she could manage through her hysterical laughter. Her underarms are terribly ticklish, and knew this was the place to start to break her down to show the belly button.
“Oh, is Sunshine ticklish?” I teased as I worked my way down to her ribs, and she is howling as I plant raspberries on both sides of her ribs. She starts to try to curl into a ball as I alternate tickling each side.
“Don’t let me see your belly button!” Said both as a threat and encouragement to hold strong, but the tickling was starting to become too much. The lady was thrashing and laughing, but we were close to finding the target. Her resolve to not lose is one of my favorite traits about her.
I went in for the kill. I grabbed her hip area with both hands and let her decide. Quickly maneuvering, both hands went to her right hip and she started to turtle up. I started to tease again, “Don’t let me see it, you can do it”. Squirming and laughing, she slowly rotated and fully exposed her belly.
I stopped tickling... giving her a break. A few seconds pass by that might have felt like an eternity. We lock eyes, I actually did kiss her this time, but she knew what was coming. I blew a monster raspberry on her innie belly button, “HAHAHAHAHA” she started howling as I unleashed multiple raspberries and fingers on her bare belly.
After it was done and she caught her breath, she asked, “how long did I make it before showing my belly button?” Me: “9 minutes, 14 seconds.”
Her: “I’m going to break you in 5”
To be continued...
