gigglemakr
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Second date with this girl. 5'11" only 125#. Obviously tall and slender with a tiny little waist which I love on a girl. She was into me enough to come to my place knowing she was going to be tickled. We were on the bed where I was able to hold her down with my body on top of her right arm preventing it from moving while my left hand pulled her left arm up over her head holding it there. My right hand was free to tickle her from her left thigh to her left armpit and she was helpless to do anything about it. I started softly stroking her wrist and slowly traveled my fingertips down her arm, dancing around her elbow which made her smile a bit, and then onto her underarm where my 5-finger dance started her giggling. Continuing down her side, I decided that she needed a rib count to make sure they were all there. Soft pokes on each rib and in between each rib made her jump and (sometimes) scream. But my best work was when I found that muscle at the lower part of her tiny waist and pushed my index finger onto it and wiggled it around. She started to belly-laugh ........ HA! HA! HA! HA! ha ha ha ha h....h......h................which quickly morphed into wonderful silent laughter that could have gone on and on, but I knew she couldn't breathe and so I stopped after 10 seconds or so................only to resume the tickle again after a half-minute rest.....with the same results.
We have a third date coming up this Saturday, and she told me she had so much fun that she is going to let me tie her to the bed spread-eagle and (her word) "torture" her.
Should be a fun time.
We have a third date coming up this Saturday, and she told me she had so much fun that she is going to let me tie her to the bed spread-eagle and (her word) "torture" her.
Should be a fun time.