3xPIN
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Every Sat. my buds and I play dnd. My ex is one of my players. We broke up on good terms and we are still good friends. Today she surprised me. Before everyone showed up, she hugged me and started tickling me a little. She giggled and whispered to me as I squirmed, "I wanna do this more later." I thought she was teasing. But after everyone left, I had regretted taking my shirt off due to getting hot.
She began tickling my back, but it was more of a back scratch, then she went after my sides. No matter how much she uses her nails on my sides, it still drives me crazy. I just sat there, giggling and squirming. She went after my sides and I fell over on my side. Then she pulled my legs into her lap and scratched at my socked feet. I looked up to see her smiling with delight. I writhed and laughed. She was particularly playful; she is normally rather brutal and dominating. But I liked the change.
She began to go after my upper body again. Her nails were very abrasive, and it scratched more than it tickled. So I whispered, "...softer..." She then used the pads of her fingers and it felt so strange! But it tickled immensely. After a few minutes of me sinking into the couch and laughing, she aggressively stripped my socks off. Then she tickled me all over my feet, including the tops, with just the fingertips. No nails! I have never felt such soft and tender attention on my feet! It felt amazing! I was going ballistic. I can still feel the sensation in my feet. How great it was! She had a blast and got some stress relief, and I got a fix I didn't ask for. She has found that she loves tickling me (ironically after we broke up) as much as I like to be tickled.
I thought she was done and we cuddled. Then she started up again. She did this a few times. I got her back a little. I didn't tickle her too much. Lord knows if I did I might not be able to stop.😱 We were gonna be play partners but it wasn't gonna work. So now we have just become platonic tickle buddies. She said she just has fun having fun with me. Sounds simple enough. As she was leaving, I said I was happy to oblige her impulsive wants. She remarked, "I am too; and I'm sure I'll want to again!"
Good night. Very good night.
She began tickling my back, but it was more of a back scratch, then she went after my sides. No matter how much she uses her nails on my sides, it still drives me crazy. I just sat there, giggling and squirming. She went after my sides and I fell over on my side. Then she pulled my legs into her lap and scratched at my socked feet. I looked up to see her smiling with delight. I writhed and laughed. She was particularly playful; she is normally rather brutal and dominating. But I liked the change.
She began to go after my upper body again. Her nails were very abrasive, and it scratched more than it tickled. So I whispered, "...softer..." She then used the pads of her fingers and it felt so strange! But it tickled immensely. After a few minutes of me sinking into the couch and laughing, she aggressively stripped my socks off. Then she tickled me all over my feet, including the tops, with just the fingertips. No nails! I have never felt such soft and tender attention on my feet! It felt amazing! I was going ballistic. I can still feel the sensation in my feet. How great it was! She had a blast and got some stress relief, and I got a fix I didn't ask for. She has found that she loves tickling me (ironically after we broke up) as much as I like to be tickled.
I thought she was done and we cuddled. Then she started up again. She did this a few times. I got her back a little. I didn't tickle her too much. Lord knows if I did I might not be able to stop.😱 We were gonna be play partners but it wasn't gonna work. So now we have just become platonic tickle buddies. She said she just has fun having fun with me. Sounds simple enough. As she was leaving, I said I was happy to oblige her impulsive wants. She remarked, "I am too; and I'm sure I'll want to again!"
Good night. Very good night.
I want to, but I shouldn't....
