Latinicular
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Howdy all,
The new woman in my life is slightly to moderately ticklish. As a new tickle enthusiast this has proven to be somewhat of a challenge for me. Recently, however, i believe i have stumbled across a rather clever solution.
K, openly mocks the need for any sort of safe word whatsoever. Having never been overly ticklish, she has never had to fear being over-tickled...until now.
She loves nothing more than a full length massage before bed and being the obliging young man that i am, i am happy to provide that for her. *innocent grin*
Together with the standard spidering fingers and gentle nail raking (favorites of hers from the very beginning) I have in recent days begun to incorporate the use of two long and delightful pheasant feathers.
I should point out that although K is very bright, her competitive streak has been her undoing on more than on occasion. Knowing this, I tell her that starting to work on her back with these feathers might be a little too intense for her. Boom, right away she shifts into competition mode. "If it does, I tell her in my most condescending, concerned-for-her-well-being voice, just remember you can always use the safe word: Googoo Gaga."
Now I know i have her. Competitiveness aside, there is no way this girl is going to utter such an undignified safe word, under any circumstances. Besides, she's not that ticklish anyway right...
Stretching her out on her tummy with her bare back before me like a canvass, i start with simple light strokes. Up to the nape of her neck, down to the small of her back, up and down, up and down. Slowly, steadily with nothing fancy. Just an onslaught of nonstop tactile stimulus. After about a minute or two she will begin to coo and wriggle just a bit. After about 10 minutes she can no longer lie still; squirming and begrudged giggling are her only concessions. The best part is she still defiantly refuses to throw in the towel!
This is the point where i like to say something like, "wow, this really looks like it is too much for you. i didn't realize when we started this that you wouldn't be able to handle all this. But i have to say it is sooo cute when you laugh like that, just like a little baby!" Now as i have said, this girl is uncommonly intelligent, yet remarkably she has fallen for this every single time!!!! (Lest anyone think at this point she is only pretending to fall for it secretly wanting the tickling to continue, I should mention that she does not share our love for the activity and finds it to be merely "cute and endurable").
I guess there is just something about the unrelenting feathering sensation that builds over the span of the experience because by the time i roll her over onto her back and start in on her tummy she has absolutely no will to suppress her bodily reaction to the diffusion of tickles which only further sensitize her skin with each sucessive stroke. What is more, it is her stubborn competitive nature that makes it all but impossible for her to cry out that most ignoble, if fiendishly devised, of safe words, "Googoo gaga".
Don't that just beat all.
The new woman in my life is slightly to moderately ticklish. As a new tickle enthusiast this has proven to be somewhat of a challenge for me. Recently, however, i believe i have stumbled across a rather clever solution.
K, openly mocks the need for any sort of safe word whatsoever. Having never been overly ticklish, she has never had to fear being over-tickled...until now.
She loves nothing more than a full length massage before bed and being the obliging young man that i am, i am happy to provide that for her. *innocent grin*
Together with the standard spidering fingers and gentle nail raking (favorites of hers from the very beginning) I have in recent days begun to incorporate the use of two long and delightful pheasant feathers.
I should point out that although K is very bright, her competitive streak has been her undoing on more than on occasion. Knowing this, I tell her that starting to work on her back with these feathers might be a little too intense for her. Boom, right away she shifts into competition mode. "If it does, I tell her in my most condescending, concerned-for-her-well-being voice, just remember you can always use the safe word: Googoo Gaga."
Now I know i have her. Competitiveness aside, there is no way this girl is going to utter such an undignified safe word, under any circumstances. Besides, she's not that ticklish anyway right...
Stretching her out on her tummy with her bare back before me like a canvass, i start with simple light strokes. Up to the nape of her neck, down to the small of her back, up and down, up and down. Slowly, steadily with nothing fancy. Just an onslaught of nonstop tactile stimulus. After about a minute or two she will begin to coo and wriggle just a bit. After about 10 minutes she can no longer lie still; squirming and begrudged giggling are her only concessions. The best part is she still defiantly refuses to throw in the towel!
This is the point where i like to say something like, "wow, this really looks like it is too much for you. i didn't realize when we started this that you wouldn't be able to handle all this. But i have to say it is sooo cute when you laugh like that, just like a little baby!" Now as i have said, this girl is uncommonly intelligent, yet remarkably she has fallen for this every single time!!!! (Lest anyone think at this point she is only pretending to fall for it secretly wanting the tickling to continue, I should mention that she does not share our love for the activity and finds it to be merely "cute and endurable").
I guess there is just something about the unrelenting feathering sensation that builds over the span of the experience because by the time i roll her over onto her back and start in on her tummy she has absolutely no will to suppress her bodily reaction to the diffusion of tickles which only further sensitize her skin with each sucessive stroke. What is more, it is her stubborn competitive nature that makes it all but impossible for her to cry out that most ignoble, if fiendishly devised, of safe words, "Googoo gaga".
Don't that just beat all.
Heh heh heh.......guess all that laughing made that little word slip into the depths of your mind. 
