This happened about two years ago or so.
Me and my now ex-gf were having a discussion of things we'd like to try, and I mentioned I would like to tie her arms up and tickle her. She knew I liked tickling and didnt mind being tickled, but she'd never been tied up and was a bit shy about it. When I asked she said "maybe, but I think I should tie you up and tickle you first, so I can see what its like". I had no problem with this, but said "sure, though I'm not amazingly ticklish. I might not laugh too much".
Lo-and-behold a while later I was having my arms tied to the bed post, she asked if I wanted loose or tight restraints, as it was my first time being tied up too. Being a bit adventurous I went for tight, so I couldnt really move or get free.
Once my arms were up she slid down the bed, and removed my pants and underwear. I tried to sit up and said "oi! cheeky!" but it was too late. She removed everything, and then tied my ankles to the other end of the bed. I was now completely naked and barely able to move. I really had been thrown in at the deep end for this. From never being tied up before, to being completly at her mercy.
"Actually, I think this is gonna be fun 😉" she winked at me. She went into the drawer beside my bed, where I kept a big feather we'd previously used to gently tickle each other before, and also pulled out a sleeping mask (like you get on planes) and slipped it over my eyes.
Everything went dark and quiet. I lay there for a moment, wondering what she was doing. Or about to do.
A few seconds later I felt the feather run down my legs, up my foot and back down the sole. I twitched a little and smiled. She continued to brush it up and down my feet and around my legs and knees and privates for a few minutes.
"How is it?" she asked.
"Its nice", I replied. "Very relaxing. It doesnt tickle too much". I lay there enjoying the moment thinking "this isnt too bad".
"Youre right" she said "its not tickling you enough". And with that the feather stopped and suddenly she dragged her fingers down my feet.
The sudden change in tickling was a massive shock as I really didnt expect it. I burst out laughing and tried to pull my legs away.
"Thats better" she said. I felt her climb up into my legs and hold them down, then continue to slide her fingers over my feet while I tugged at the restraints and laughed. I dont have amazingly ticklish feet, and this was pretty much what I was expecting from the tickling session. Something that was enough to make me laugh, but not enough to drive me insane. After a few moments of that, she turned around and slid her fingers over my stomach and chest. This tickled quite a bit more than my feet and I found my self trying to sit up or roll over to get away.
"Hahaha! That really hahah tick hahah tickles!" I shouted.
She stopped and moved herself further up my body so she was sat on my chest. I felt her put one finger on each of my elbows, and slowly start dragging down towards my armpits. As she got closer, she did one quick swip over my pits and I nearly pulled the bedpost off!
"HAHA!" I burst out. She did it again, starting at my elbows and quickly sliding down for a single pass of my pits. I jumped up and pulled tightly at the restraints.
"Thats so bad!" I said to her.
"I can see that" she replied. "This IS fun". And with that she attacked my armpits like there was no tomorrow.
I was in hysterics in seconds. Thrashing around on the bed, pulling at the restraints and trying to bed for mercy, but I couldnt get any words out. I was laughing at the top of my lungs. I occasionally managed a "STOP HAHAHAH PLE HAHAH PLE HAHAHHA PLEEEAAAZZEEHHAHAH". Finally she stopped to give me a moment to catch my breath.
"I thought you said you werent very ticklish?" She asked.
"Ive never been tickled like this before. Only really poked in the side or on the stomach. Never in a way that I cant make it stop" I told her.
"I think its cute" She said.
She moved her hands back to my stomach and drew lines around it while I giggled and squirmed.
Suddenly her hands moved south to my 'gentleman's region'. She barely touched me and I almost threw her off the bed.
"...What was that?" she asked.
"I have no idea". I replied. "Nobody has ever tickled me there before.".
She did it again, just a quick stroke, and I nearly threw her off the bed again.
"I see" she said. With that she got up, turned herself around and sat down again tightly on me, holding me in place.
The next few moments were something I will never forget. The sheer insanity of how much it tickled, even the slightest touch was more than I could comprehend. From being tied up for the first time thinking "I'm not very ticklish", to this utter torture was out of my mind.
I couldnt even laugh out loud, it was just silent laughter while pulling on the restraints with every ounce of strength I had in me, but to no avail.
After a few moments of what felt like hours, she stopped and sat sideways towards me, lifting her legs up and putting them down over my stomach.
I lay there trying to catch my breath, and wondering what on earth had just happened.
"You're very ticklish for somebody who 'isnt very ticklish'" she said.
"That was insane" I said. I had no idea I was like this.
"I think youre most ticklish spots are under your arms, and 'down here' hehe" she laughed.
Before I had chance to agree, she used one hand to tickle my arm pit, and the other to tickle my manly bits. I skipped the whole laugher thing and went straight to silent hysterics. I couldnt breath, couldnt escape, couldnt do anything but just take it.
After a about two minutes she stopped, and said "I think you've had enough. I dont want to kill you". She untied my arms and legs and let me recover.
It was amazing, and I wont forget it.
Me and my now ex-gf were having a discussion of things we'd like to try, and I mentioned I would like to tie her arms up and tickle her. She knew I liked tickling and didnt mind being tickled, but she'd never been tied up and was a bit shy about it. When I asked she said "maybe, but I think I should tie you up and tickle you first, so I can see what its like". I had no problem with this, but said "sure, though I'm not amazingly ticklish. I might not laugh too much".
Lo-and-behold a while later I was having my arms tied to the bed post, she asked if I wanted loose or tight restraints, as it was my first time being tied up too. Being a bit adventurous I went for tight, so I couldnt really move or get free.
Once my arms were up she slid down the bed, and removed my pants and underwear. I tried to sit up and said "oi! cheeky!" but it was too late. She removed everything, and then tied my ankles to the other end of the bed. I was now completely naked and barely able to move. I really had been thrown in at the deep end for this. From never being tied up before, to being completly at her mercy.
"Actually, I think this is gonna be fun 😉" she winked at me. She went into the drawer beside my bed, where I kept a big feather we'd previously used to gently tickle each other before, and also pulled out a sleeping mask (like you get on planes) and slipped it over my eyes.
Everything went dark and quiet. I lay there for a moment, wondering what she was doing. Or about to do.
A few seconds later I felt the feather run down my legs, up my foot and back down the sole. I twitched a little and smiled. She continued to brush it up and down my feet and around my legs and knees and privates for a few minutes.
"How is it?" she asked.
"Its nice", I replied. "Very relaxing. It doesnt tickle too much". I lay there enjoying the moment thinking "this isnt too bad".
"Youre right" she said "its not tickling you enough". And with that the feather stopped and suddenly she dragged her fingers down my feet.
The sudden change in tickling was a massive shock as I really didnt expect it. I burst out laughing and tried to pull my legs away.
"Thats better" she said. I felt her climb up into my legs and hold them down, then continue to slide her fingers over my feet while I tugged at the restraints and laughed. I dont have amazingly ticklish feet, and this was pretty much what I was expecting from the tickling session. Something that was enough to make me laugh, but not enough to drive me insane. After a few moments of that, she turned around and slid her fingers over my stomach and chest. This tickled quite a bit more than my feet and I found my self trying to sit up or roll over to get away.
"Hahaha! That really hahah tick hahah tickles!" I shouted.
She stopped and moved herself further up my body so she was sat on my chest. I felt her put one finger on each of my elbows, and slowly start dragging down towards my armpits. As she got closer, she did one quick swip over my pits and I nearly pulled the bedpost off!
"HAHA!" I burst out. She did it again, starting at my elbows and quickly sliding down for a single pass of my pits. I jumped up and pulled tightly at the restraints.
"Thats so bad!" I said to her.
"I can see that" she replied. "This IS fun". And with that she attacked my armpits like there was no tomorrow.
I was in hysterics in seconds. Thrashing around on the bed, pulling at the restraints and trying to bed for mercy, but I couldnt get any words out. I was laughing at the top of my lungs. I occasionally managed a "STOP HAHAHAH PLE HAHAH PLE HAHAHHA PLEEEAAAZZEEHHAHAH". Finally she stopped to give me a moment to catch my breath.
"I thought you said you werent very ticklish?" She asked.
"Ive never been tickled like this before. Only really poked in the side or on the stomach. Never in a way that I cant make it stop" I told her.
"I think its cute" She said.
She moved her hands back to my stomach and drew lines around it while I giggled and squirmed.
Suddenly her hands moved south to my 'gentleman's region'. She barely touched me and I almost threw her off the bed.
"...What was that?" she asked.
"I have no idea". I replied. "Nobody has ever tickled me there before.".
She did it again, just a quick stroke, and I nearly threw her off the bed again.
"I see" she said. With that she got up, turned herself around and sat down again tightly on me, holding me in place.
The next few moments were something I will never forget. The sheer insanity of how much it tickled, even the slightest touch was more than I could comprehend. From being tied up for the first time thinking "I'm not very ticklish", to this utter torture was out of my mind.
I couldnt even laugh out loud, it was just silent laughter while pulling on the restraints with every ounce of strength I had in me, but to no avail.
After a few moments of what felt like hours, she stopped and sat sideways towards me, lifting her legs up and putting them down over my stomach.
I lay there trying to catch my breath, and wondering what on earth had just happened.
"You're very ticklish for somebody who 'isnt very ticklish'" she said.
"That was insane" I said. I had no idea I was like this.
"I think youre most ticklish spots are under your arms, and 'down here' hehe" she laughed.
Before I had chance to agree, she used one hand to tickle my arm pit, and the other to tickle my manly bits. I skipped the whole laugher thing and went straight to silent hysterics. I couldnt breath, couldnt escape, couldnt do anything but just take it.
After a about two minutes she stopped, and said "I think you've had enough. I dont want to kill you". She untied my arms and legs and let me recover.
It was amazing, and I wont forget it.
Thanks for sharing it here. 
