TickleSwitch24
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She wasn't all talk... I don't have a solid concept of time, but this whole scenario took place over a couple of hours on Wednesday night.
For those who forgot: 5'8' tall, Auburn hair, hazel eyes, very petite and fit, shoe size 7.5, beautiful and very ticklish girl
I'll get right to it: She came out of the bathroom wearing a long, white, see through button up shirt with no bra, red panties, flesh colored thigh high nylons and 5 inch red satin peep toe heels... do the math. She was eye level with me and wanted to be tickle tortured. I took a moment to savor it, because I still can't believe it.
With one candle lit in the bedroom, we started making out and it was HOT. I pushed her on the bed (dragging her to the middle as we kissed - its a king size)and tied her arms down nice and tight. I confirmed with her that she felt ok to have her ankles tied (this was to be her first fully restrained experience) and then did so. I could tell she was getting excited. The shoes came off (she got them just for this night) and so did the button up shirt. I stripped down to my boxer-briefs, but I'm sure that's not what you want to read about.
I perched myself right in front of her crotch and started by spider tickling all over her flat stomach and ribs, which got her squirming and giggling. I experimented with her bellybutton (carefully, she has a piercing there) and got medium results. I wiggled my fingertips in her armpits a little (her second most ticklish spot) just to remind her I meant business. Then I gave her thighs and hips a warm up. At that point I couldnt resist and dug my fingers into her hips and really gave it to her. She started laughing hysterically as I continued, intermittantly poking her belly with my index finger, then attacking her hips again. I also found that her pussy was very ticklish when she didn't see it coming, and that earned me some pleasent squeals.
I went back to her ribcage and proceeded to break her down. Tickling her ribs through her breasts and randomly squeezing her nipples also turned out to be highly effective. I thought about letting her catch her breath, then decided against it and mercilessly tweaked and squeezed her ribs with fingers spread until she started screaming bloody murder. I stopped only because I was worried about the neighbors... then went out on a limb and wrapped my fingers slowly over her mouth, then used my other hand to tweak her ribs, sides, hips and thighs. I did this several times over the course of a few minutes, then let her catch her breath (I was having a hard time dealing with her screaming).
Whispering in her ear tends to drive her nuts (and make her even more wet) so I leaned over, one hand down her panties and gently caressed her as I teased her earlobe with my lips. "Is this turning you on?" (she said yes) "We're going to play a little game... I know your feet and armpits are your worst spots, so I'm going to tickle torture you mercilessly, and you get to pick which spot..." she responded "Not the feet..." Long story short, she refused to say the phrase "tickle my armpits" which is what I so desperately wanted to hear her say. I couldn't get her to do it, so I said "Fine, you don't want to play my game? I'll choose for you, and I choose... FEET." She instantly begged and pleaded "NO NO NOT MY FEET!!!!" but by that time I was in heaven, raking her nyloned soles and digging into her toes. I locked my legs around her calf, immobilizing her completely and went to town with both hands all over her foot. She was in agony, screaming and laughing hysterically.
At this point she broke free from the wrist cuffs and started fighting me. I punished her hips and sides with tickles to gain control and got behind her, her ankles still cuffed, and wrapped my legs around her waist (classic wrestling move) and destroyed her with armpit tickles. I stayed on her armpits tickling hard for a solid 5 minutes. By this time, we were both in our underwear, covered in each others sweat, grinding against each other and extremely horny. I slipped my hand into her panties while still behind her and fingered her as I continued to tickle. She eventually went limp with exhaustion. I ended up with her with one ankle cuffed, the opposite wrist cuffed, laying on her side on the bed for about 30 minutes while I brought her to (no kidding) at least 10 orgasms with my fingers. At one point she openly wept with pleasure. We slept for 10 hours.
P.S. she got a little revenge on Thursday. Less intense and not as much of a story (her 'ler side is just blossoming). It was her first time getting her toes sucked and feet licked and she is starting to like it, but not sure if it will become a regular thing. Her nails are perfect length for light, torturous tickling. I have a hard time containing my joy...
For those who forgot: 5'8' tall, Auburn hair, hazel eyes, very petite and fit, shoe size 7.5, beautiful and very ticklish girl
I'll get right to it: She came out of the bathroom wearing a long, white, see through button up shirt with no bra, red panties, flesh colored thigh high nylons and 5 inch red satin peep toe heels... do the math. She was eye level with me and wanted to be tickle tortured. I took a moment to savor it, because I still can't believe it.
With one candle lit in the bedroom, we started making out and it was HOT. I pushed her on the bed (dragging her to the middle as we kissed - its a king size)and tied her arms down nice and tight. I confirmed with her that she felt ok to have her ankles tied (this was to be her first fully restrained experience) and then did so. I could tell she was getting excited. The shoes came off (she got them just for this night) and so did the button up shirt. I stripped down to my boxer-briefs, but I'm sure that's not what you want to read about.
I perched myself right in front of her crotch and started by spider tickling all over her flat stomach and ribs, which got her squirming and giggling. I experimented with her bellybutton (carefully, she has a piercing there) and got medium results. I wiggled my fingertips in her armpits a little (her second most ticklish spot) just to remind her I meant business. Then I gave her thighs and hips a warm up. At that point I couldnt resist and dug my fingers into her hips and really gave it to her. She started laughing hysterically as I continued, intermittantly poking her belly with my index finger, then attacking her hips again. I also found that her pussy was very ticklish when she didn't see it coming, and that earned me some pleasent squeals.
I went back to her ribcage and proceeded to break her down. Tickling her ribs through her breasts and randomly squeezing her nipples also turned out to be highly effective. I thought about letting her catch her breath, then decided against it and mercilessly tweaked and squeezed her ribs with fingers spread until she started screaming bloody murder. I stopped only because I was worried about the neighbors... then went out on a limb and wrapped my fingers slowly over her mouth, then used my other hand to tweak her ribs, sides, hips and thighs. I did this several times over the course of a few minutes, then let her catch her breath (I was having a hard time dealing with her screaming).
Whispering in her ear tends to drive her nuts (and make her even more wet) so I leaned over, one hand down her panties and gently caressed her as I teased her earlobe with my lips. "Is this turning you on?" (she said yes) "We're going to play a little game... I know your feet and armpits are your worst spots, so I'm going to tickle torture you mercilessly, and you get to pick which spot..." she responded "Not the feet..." Long story short, she refused to say the phrase "tickle my armpits" which is what I so desperately wanted to hear her say. I couldn't get her to do it, so I said "Fine, you don't want to play my game? I'll choose for you, and I choose... FEET." She instantly begged and pleaded "NO NO NOT MY FEET!!!!" but by that time I was in heaven, raking her nyloned soles and digging into her toes. I locked my legs around her calf, immobilizing her completely and went to town with both hands all over her foot. She was in agony, screaming and laughing hysterically.
At this point she broke free from the wrist cuffs and started fighting me. I punished her hips and sides with tickles to gain control and got behind her, her ankles still cuffed, and wrapped my legs around her waist (classic wrestling move) and destroyed her with armpit tickles. I stayed on her armpits tickling hard for a solid 5 minutes. By this time, we were both in our underwear, covered in each others sweat, grinding against each other and extremely horny. I slipped my hand into her panties while still behind her and fingered her as I continued to tickle. She eventually went limp with exhaustion. I ended up with her with one ankle cuffed, the opposite wrist cuffed, laying on her side on the bed for about 30 minutes while I brought her to (no kidding) at least 10 orgasms with my fingers. At one point she openly wept with pleasure. We slept for 10 hours.
P.S. she got a little revenge on Thursday. Less intense and not as much of a story (her 'ler side is just blossoming). It was her first time getting her toes sucked and feet licked and she is starting to like it, but not sure if it will become a regular thing. Her nails are perfect length for light, torturous tickling. I have a hard time containing my joy...
