Hi people! I've been absent for a while. just busy...crazy busy. but thinking fond thoughts of TMF...i have met some fun people through this place. i also have had the amazing luck of meeting a man who is not only a really cool guy i love spending time with but who absolutely loves to erotically tickle women. i just wanted to share a little, for all the ticklers out there, i really, really want to turn you on. i'm curious to hear your responses. just want you to know how much we female ticklees appreciate guys like you.
we spent the afternoon yesterday lying the sun and as i lay on my back, baking, he was surreptitiously running a finger underneath my bikini string. jesus...this constant tease was maddening...and he kept making it hotter by stopping...then brushing his fingers across my stomach, my ribs...beneath my breasts...reaching down and teasingly running a nail across my bikini line.
he tied me up later night while i was still wearing my bikini, and slowly, torturously tickled me into a screaming frenzy...
first, he slowly, so slowly...vamping it up with elaborate sweeps of his fingers all over my stomach and sides, making me squeal...first he untied my bikini top. not removing it, he let it rest there, and he fluttered his fingers underneath it, all over my EXTREMELY sensitive breasts... i went mad, twisting and writhing and laughing. this seemed to turn him on even more, and he stopped...moving his hands up to my armpits...another insanely sensitive spot...alternating my delicious torture by lightly touching them with the end of his tongue, tickling with his fingers, and using my bikini string against me, driving me to distraction by running them over and over both at the same time...oh GOD!!!!
he had commented earlier that when i bucked and arched my back really deeply it drove him wild. and as he said this, he ran his fingers down and over my sides, under me, making me scream and do exactly the move he was describing...his goal the entire time. a tiny little spot of my lower right back, ...ohhhhh...if it's tickled for a good 30 solid seconds, i explode. i come so strongly before that i have literally pulled a musle somewhere on my body. when my body is that taut, and a man is tickling me, i get so intense about it. it feels beyond wonderful...for his fingers to be tracing my ribcage, swirling over my sides and my hips...it's such a hot, sexy, playful and erotic way to connect...
he was introduced to the fact that yes, as i have commented here before, i can come from just being tickled. oh, god, yes, can i. and this was exactly the primo situation. i was shattered. tied up, i could only squeal and cry out and moan and laugh as i bucked and twisted against my restraints. until every inch of me is quivering...and i've lost it and am begging for him to take me...
i rest my case on why i adore erotic tickling.
we spent the afternoon yesterday lying the sun and as i lay on my back, baking, he was surreptitiously running a finger underneath my bikini string. jesus...this constant tease was maddening...and he kept making it hotter by stopping...then brushing his fingers across my stomach, my ribs...beneath my breasts...reaching down and teasingly running a nail across my bikini line.
he tied me up later night while i was still wearing my bikini, and slowly, torturously tickled me into a screaming frenzy...
first, he slowly, so slowly...vamping it up with elaborate sweeps of his fingers all over my stomach and sides, making me squeal...first he untied my bikini top. not removing it, he let it rest there, and he fluttered his fingers underneath it, all over my EXTREMELY sensitive breasts... i went mad, twisting and writhing and laughing. this seemed to turn him on even more, and he stopped...moving his hands up to my armpits...another insanely sensitive spot...alternating my delicious torture by lightly touching them with the end of his tongue, tickling with his fingers, and using my bikini string against me, driving me to distraction by running them over and over both at the same time...oh GOD!!!!
he had commented earlier that when i bucked and arched my back really deeply it drove him wild. and as he said this, he ran his fingers down and over my sides, under me, making me scream and do exactly the move he was describing...his goal the entire time. a tiny little spot of my lower right back, ...ohhhhh...if it's tickled for a good 30 solid seconds, i explode. i come so strongly before that i have literally pulled a musle somewhere on my body. when my body is that taut, and a man is tickling me, i get so intense about it. it feels beyond wonderful...for his fingers to be tracing my ribcage, swirling over my sides and my hips...it's such a hot, sexy, playful and erotic way to connect...
he was introduced to the fact that yes, as i have commented here before, i can come from just being tickled. oh, god, yes, can i. and this was exactly the primo situation. i was shattered. tied up, i could only squeal and cry out and moan and laugh as i bucked and twisted against my restraints. until every inch of me is quivering...and i've lost it and am begging for him to take me...
i rest my case on why i adore erotic tickling.
