Destrucity
2nd Level Red Feather
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Yesterday, my wife was laying on her stomach and I straddled her to give her a massage. I'm sure you can all tell what was really on my mind, but I had to be nice first. Earn her trust and put her at ease to make the moment that much better and unexpected. I gave her a good rubdown for a few minutes and, just when she was totally relaxed, I dug my fingers into her underarms and tickled the shit out of her!! She laughed, screamed and attempted to thrash; but to no avail. I had her pinned down on her stomach! But then... the back of her head involuntarily shot up and smashed me right between the eyes!! I'm still amazed at how she missed my glasses; made contact just above them, on the bridge of my nose.
So, I removed my glasses and we had a quick laugh about it. She was still on her stomach, assuming that this mighty headbutt had crushed my desire to torture her. I gently laid my head on her back, kissing her shoulders. This, however, was merely a distraction. I locked all 10 of my fingers in attack position, once again, and grabbed her hips! Same reaction, those of you even remotely familiar with Mrs. Po know that she's EXTREMELY ticklish, and I just got lost in the moment. I'm not sure how long I tickled her this time, as I was focused on how soft her skin was, how angelic her laughter was, and how *ahem* hard I was getting. Without me having any control of her arms this time, however, she eventually managed to flail one to smack me in the face! I lost my senses and released my grip on her hip bones, as she turned over on her back. And I stopped tickling her, for now...
So, I removed my glasses and we had a quick laugh about it. She was still on her stomach, assuming that this mighty headbutt had crushed my desire to torture her. I gently laid my head on her back, kissing her shoulders. This, however, was merely a distraction. I locked all 10 of my fingers in attack position, once again, and grabbed her hips! Same reaction, those of you even remotely familiar with Mrs. Po know that she's EXTREMELY ticklish, and I just got lost in the moment. I'm not sure how long I tickled her this time, as I was focused on how soft her skin was, how angelic her laughter was, and how *ahem* hard I was getting. Without me having any control of her arms this time, however, she eventually managed to flail one to smack me in the face! I lost my senses and released my grip on her hip bones, as she turned over on her back. And I stopped tickling her, for now...
