ticklish_markus
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hi all, this is my first post. as you can read in my profile i am a bi guy and i was introduced in the world of tickling by my ex boyfriend who has a strong tickling (and feet) fetish. maybe i met some of you on another site (experience project) where i wrote about my tickling stories with this guy. anyway since i found this site i will happy to share my funny memories here too. this is the first, more are coming. hope to receive comments and talk with you soon 🙂
this story involves my belly tickled by my ex boyfriend. since he discovered how ticklish my navel is, it became an obsession for him torturing me in this particular spot. he discovered it one particular day he was kissing my stomach, which actually tickled a little but in order i could keep myself calm and relaxed. anyway he had the idea to stick is tounge in my bellybutton and immediately i bursted into laughter, trying to cover my bellybutton with my hands to avoid his tickling tounge.
but it was useless since my reaction got his attention. "what happens? are you ticklish in your navel?" he asked me with a vicious voice. "let me see". i tried to fight but since he was stronger than me, he took my hands away from my belly and pinned my arms down to my sides, exposing my ticklish spot for his fun. i tried to beg me not to tickle my navel again but of course it was useless, since it only made grow his desire to tickle me there again. as his stick his tounge again in my bellybutton i bursted to laugh again and my belly started squirming like made. "so you tried to hide me that you were ticklish here" he said looking at me. "i think you need to be punished for that." with that he proceded to tie my arms above my head, exposing my belly. then he put a pillow behind my back in order to make my tummy strecth, exposing even more my ticklish spot to his pleasure.
there was no way to avoid the tickling and nothing i said made him change his mind. he went to the desk an took a small paintbrush, then he sat on my legs in order to pin them. as i saw the paintbrush moving near my navel i started giggling in ticklish agony for what was coming, and those giggles soon become laughs as he started tracing softly with the paintbrush all around my bellybutton. "you should not hide your ticklish spots to me, you know i'll discover each one of them and tickle them, and there's nothing you can do to stop me." i was laughing a lot, and soon started to laugh even harder since the small paintbrush arrived into my navel, stroking all inside it.
he found my reaction very amusing, and he spent several minutes non stops exploring my bellybutton also with his fingers and again with his tounge.
from that day he used to regularly tickle my bellybutton with passion. "i know you love it" he used to say to me. "you're my ticklish toy and you can't do anything but laugh". it was true and i totally enjoyed it
Markus
this story involves my belly tickled by my ex boyfriend. since he discovered how ticklish my navel is, it became an obsession for him torturing me in this particular spot. he discovered it one particular day he was kissing my stomach, which actually tickled a little but in order i could keep myself calm and relaxed. anyway he had the idea to stick is tounge in my bellybutton and immediately i bursted into laughter, trying to cover my bellybutton with my hands to avoid his tickling tounge.
but it was useless since my reaction got his attention. "what happens? are you ticklish in your navel?" he asked me with a vicious voice. "let me see". i tried to fight but since he was stronger than me, he took my hands away from my belly and pinned my arms down to my sides, exposing my ticklish spot for his fun. i tried to beg me not to tickle my navel again but of course it was useless, since it only made grow his desire to tickle me there again. as his stick his tounge again in my bellybutton i bursted to laugh again and my belly started squirming like made. "so you tried to hide me that you were ticklish here" he said looking at me. "i think you need to be punished for that." with that he proceded to tie my arms above my head, exposing my belly. then he put a pillow behind my back in order to make my tummy strecth, exposing even more my ticklish spot to his pleasure.
there was no way to avoid the tickling and nothing i said made him change his mind. he went to the desk an took a small paintbrush, then he sat on my legs in order to pin them. as i saw the paintbrush moving near my navel i started giggling in ticklish agony for what was coming, and those giggles soon become laughs as he started tracing softly with the paintbrush all around my bellybutton. "you should not hide your ticklish spots to me, you know i'll discover each one of them and tickle them, and there's nothing you can do to stop me." i was laughing a lot, and soon started to laugh even harder since the small paintbrush arrived into my navel, stroking all inside it.
he found my reaction very amusing, and he spent several minutes non stops exploring my bellybutton also with his fingers and again with his tounge.
from that day he used to regularly tickle my bellybutton with passion. "i know you love it" he used to say to me. "you're my ticklish toy and you can't do anything but laugh". it was true and i totally enjoyed it
Markus
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