sensitivegirl
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I am a "lee". I do not find joy in tickling men, dont' enjoy watching them squirm, don't get giddy from their pleas...you get the point. That is why last night I was especially surprised when something emerged from me that even blew my mind!!!
While engaging in some very hot foreplay with a new friend, I was slowly kissing my down to happyland when I hit a spot. Of course, even a "lee" like myself has radar for a 'spot' whether on myself or someone else. It was on the lowest part of his side, hip level I guess but on the side. He started giggling and saying 'sorry thats a tickle spot.' Well, for some strange reason, maybe it was the Florida moonlight, or the tan lines driving me crazy with lust, but I started digging my fingers in gently, making him squirm and giggle. "Stop" he said. Like I have learned from all my "ler" friends in chat, 'stop" means "who the hell cares if you aren't enjoying this, I'm going to torture you dammit." He continued to squirm and I gently squeezed and then licked and nibbled him there while he giggled and jerked. To be honest, I was starting to see the powerful feeling of being in this position, and actually enjoyed his squirms, as they only aroused me more. I then softly pinned his wrists with my hands, and continued to lick and nibble on the area, alternating to his other side. Needless to say, he was like sheetrock after that, and the rest you can figure out.
Of course, there was a moment or two my "lee' side was satisfied, while he was running his fingertips gently over my sides while we were kissing and I giggled, causing him to say "are you ticklish", which to me is the sweestest sound in the universe. "Yes", I whispered, "you shouldn't have told me that" he said. "Why", I whispered coyly, already shaking. "Because now I have to tickle you".
Needless to say, the evening was spectacular and will be repeated with my new friend, enjoying his reactions while my fingers, teeth and tongue make him squirm. Maybe there is hope for me yet.
While engaging in some very hot foreplay with a new friend, I was slowly kissing my down to happyland when I hit a spot. Of course, even a "lee" like myself has radar for a 'spot' whether on myself or someone else. It was on the lowest part of his side, hip level I guess but on the side. He started giggling and saying 'sorry thats a tickle spot.' Well, for some strange reason, maybe it was the Florida moonlight, or the tan lines driving me crazy with lust, but I started digging my fingers in gently, making him squirm and giggle. "Stop" he said. Like I have learned from all my "ler" friends in chat, 'stop" means "who the hell cares if you aren't enjoying this, I'm going to torture you dammit." He continued to squirm and I gently squeezed and then licked and nibbled him there while he giggled and jerked. To be honest, I was starting to see the powerful feeling of being in this position, and actually enjoyed his squirms, as they only aroused me more. I then softly pinned his wrists with my hands, and continued to lick and nibble on the area, alternating to his other side. Needless to say, he was like sheetrock after that, and the rest you can figure out.
Of course, there was a moment or two my "lee' side was satisfied, while he was running his fingertips gently over my sides while we were kissing and I giggled, causing him to say "are you ticklish", which to me is the sweestest sound in the universe. "Yes", I whispered, "you shouldn't have told me that" he said. "Why", I whispered coyly, already shaking. "Because now I have to tickle you".
Needless to say, the evening was spectacular and will be repeated with my new friend, enjoying his reactions while my fingers, teeth and tongue make him squirm. Maybe there is hope for me yet.
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