Tickling experience in Prague
One spring morning, Denisa, a beautiful 19-year-old Czech girl, slender and brunette, stood in front of the tech lab in Prague. She’d answered an ad that read:
"Tech research lab seeks highly ticklish woman for a sensory experiment. Generous compensation."
Denisa, knowing she was extremely ticklish since childhood, especially on her belly, hesitated but ultimately agreed. The hefty sum of money offered would cover her three years of art studies and more. She figured she could endure a tickling session for that kind of cash.
After a tough selection process and several sensitivity tests, Denisa was chosen over others for her extremely ticklish belly. But what really stood out was her outie bellybutton, nearly 1 inch wide, contrasting with her slim waist and insanely sensitive to tickling. The lab, intrigued by her unique navel, knew she’d be perfect for the experiment.
Meanwhile, Pavel, a 22-year-old guy, had answered another ad from the same lab:
"Tech research lab seeks man with a navel fetish for a sensory experiment. Sensations guaranteed!"
Pavel had been obsessed with bellybuttons for years, especially outie's, which drove him wild. Since adolescence, he’d been disappointed by the innie bellybuttons he’d seen, finding them unexciting. He resorted to rare online videos of outie bellybutton tickling, masturbating frantically as the girls screamed with laughter, often ejaculating on his tablet screen.
He applied for the ad and was selected, being the only candidate.
Denisa was led to a lab room. Lying on a table, she wore a short white turtleneck crop top, her short shorts unbuttoned to reveal her flat, pretty belly. Her arms were tied above her head, and a cushion under her back exposed her outie bellybutton, wider than average, adorned with dips and ridges like a fleshy knob.
Pavel was brought in, suspended naked by straps with a blindfold, his face less than 50 cm from Denisa’s tummy. When the blindfold was removed, he saw Denisa tied up, her outie bellybutton offered like a cherry on a cake. The sight gave him a massive erection.
"Hi! I’m Denisa," she said with a smile, noticing the effect she had on him.
"Uh, hi… Pavel… sorry!" he replied, embarrassed.
A young woman scientist smiled, applying lube to his erect penis, stroking it lightly, making him moan, before fitting him with a suction device.
At the signal, the scientist said, "Pavel, to activate the system, you need to make Denisa laugh by tickling her stomach." Pavel’s face lit up with a huge grin—his ultimate fetish was about to come true.
Denisa, with a nervous smile, whispered, "Please, Pavel, I’m super ticklish on my bellybutton. Promise you won’t touch it!"
Pavel promised, fully intending to break it. He started tickling Denisa, wiggling his fingers across her belly. She burst into laughter instantly, squirming to escape his fingers.
"OH MY GOD, IT’S WORSE THAN I THOUGHT!" she screamed.
The suction system kicked in, like lips and a tongue moving back and forth, syncing with Denisa’s laughter. Pavel, his glans sucked, sped up the tickling, making Denisa laugh harder. She writhed, begging, "HAAAAHAHA! IT TICKLES!"
But Pavel, too aroused by Denisa’s outie bellybutton and the suction, didn’t want it to stop. His fingers danced faster on her belly, amplifying her laughter. After several minutes, the temptation grew too strong. Breaking his promise, his finger circled her outie bellybutton, teasing the sensitive knob, flicking the fleshy bud.
Denisa arched her back, screaming with laughter:
"NO! YOU PROMISED! NOT MY BELLYBUTTON, PLEASE, PAVEL, NOT THAT ! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!! STOOOOP!"
The suction system ramped up to maximum speed. Pavel, fixated on Denisa’s ticklish, bouncy outie, her hysterical laughter, and the tongue-like sensation on his glans, intensified the tickling on her hyper-ticklish bellybutton. Denisa thrashed wildly, screaming with hysterical laughter, her body arched to the max, head thrown back:
"YAAAAAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!! STOP!!! HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!"
Aroused by Denisa’s screams and her exciting bellybutton, Pavel couldn’t hold back. His body convulsed, and he roared:
"YOUR BELLYBUTTON, DENISA… YOUR OUTIE BELLYBUTTON! RHAAAAAAA YESSSS! DENISAAAAAAAAAA!!! I… I’M GONNA CUM!!!" He ejaculated powerfully into the suction device as Denisa’s screams of laughter hit their peak.
The experiment was a success. The system would soon hit the market, and Pavel was given a free unit plus a video of the session, with close-ups of Denisa’s outie bellybutton and her laughing, screaming face. A scientist untied Denisa and removed the suction device, wiping Pavel’s semen, making him moan one last time before letting them rest.
Denisa looked at Pavel, still tied up. With a big smile, she grabbed his still-semi-erect penis, gave it a quick stroke, pulling back the foreskin, and kissed his sensitive glans, followed by a light lick. Standing up, she rubbed her bellybutton right in front of his eyes and said, "You weren’t supposed to tickle my bellybutton, you naughty boy! But… I want to see you again. You seem to love my outie, and I’d like you to use your tongue on it… it’s not just sensitive to tickling! As a reward, I’ll let you have my belly while my mouth makes you cum, not a machine!"
She wrote her phone number on his hand. Pavel was already getting hard again…
One spring morning, Denisa, a beautiful 19-year-old Czech girl, slender and brunette, stood in front of the tech lab in Prague. She’d answered an ad that read:
"Tech research lab seeks highly ticklish woman for a sensory experiment. Generous compensation."
Denisa, knowing she was extremely ticklish since childhood, especially on her belly, hesitated but ultimately agreed. The hefty sum of money offered would cover her three years of art studies and more. She figured she could endure a tickling session for that kind of cash.
After a tough selection process and several sensitivity tests, Denisa was chosen over others for her extremely ticklish belly. But what really stood out was her outie bellybutton, nearly 1 inch wide, contrasting with her slim waist and insanely sensitive to tickling. The lab, intrigued by her unique navel, knew she’d be perfect for the experiment.
Meanwhile, Pavel, a 22-year-old guy, had answered another ad from the same lab:
"Tech research lab seeks man with a navel fetish for a sensory experiment. Sensations guaranteed!"
Pavel had been obsessed with bellybuttons for years, especially outie's, which drove him wild. Since adolescence, he’d been disappointed by the innie bellybuttons he’d seen, finding them unexciting. He resorted to rare online videos of outie bellybutton tickling, masturbating frantically as the girls screamed with laughter, often ejaculating on his tablet screen.
He applied for the ad and was selected, being the only candidate.
Denisa was led to a lab room. Lying on a table, she wore a short white turtleneck crop top, her short shorts unbuttoned to reveal her flat, pretty belly. Her arms were tied above her head, and a cushion under her back exposed her outie bellybutton, wider than average, adorned with dips and ridges like a fleshy knob.
Pavel was brought in, suspended naked by straps with a blindfold, his face less than 50 cm from Denisa’s tummy. When the blindfold was removed, he saw Denisa tied up, her outie bellybutton offered like a cherry on a cake. The sight gave him a massive erection.
"Hi! I’m Denisa," she said with a smile, noticing the effect she had on him.
"Uh, hi… Pavel… sorry!" he replied, embarrassed.
A young woman scientist smiled, applying lube to his erect penis, stroking it lightly, making him moan, before fitting him with a suction device.
At the signal, the scientist said, "Pavel, to activate the system, you need to make Denisa laugh by tickling her stomach." Pavel’s face lit up with a huge grin—his ultimate fetish was about to come true.
Denisa, with a nervous smile, whispered, "Please, Pavel, I’m super ticklish on my bellybutton. Promise you won’t touch it!"
Pavel promised, fully intending to break it. He started tickling Denisa, wiggling his fingers across her belly. She burst into laughter instantly, squirming to escape his fingers.
"OH MY GOD, IT’S WORSE THAN I THOUGHT!" she screamed.
The suction system kicked in, like lips and a tongue moving back and forth, syncing with Denisa’s laughter. Pavel, his glans sucked, sped up the tickling, making Denisa laugh harder. She writhed, begging, "HAAAAHAHA! IT TICKLES!"
But Pavel, too aroused by Denisa’s outie bellybutton and the suction, didn’t want it to stop. His fingers danced faster on her belly, amplifying her laughter. After several minutes, the temptation grew too strong. Breaking his promise, his finger circled her outie bellybutton, teasing the sensitive knob, flicking the fleshy bud.
Denisa arched her back, screaming with laughter:
"NO! YOU PROMISED! NOT MY BELLYBUTTON, PLEASE, PAVEL, NOT THAT ! HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!! STOOOOP!"
The suction system ramped up to maximum speed. Pavel, fixated on Denisa’s ticklish, bouncy outie, her hysterical laughter, and the tongue-like sensation on his glans, intensified the tickling on her hyper-ticklish bellybutton. Denisa thrashed wildly, screaming with hysterical laughter, her body arched to the max, head thrown back:
"YAAAAAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!! STOP!!! HAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!"
Aroused by Denisa’s screams and her exciting bellybutton, Pavel couldn’t hold back. His body convulsed, and he roared:
"YOUR BELLYBUTTON, DENISA… YOUR OUTIE BELLYBUTTON! RHAAAAAAA YESSSS! DENISAAAAAAAAAA!!! I… I’M GONNA CUM!!!" He ejaculated powerfully into the suction device as Denisa’s screams of laughter hit their peak.
The experiment was a success. The system would soon hit the market, and Pavel was given a free unit plus a video of the session, with close-ups of Denisa’s outie bellybutton and her laughing, screaming face. A scientist untied Denisa and removed the suction device, wiping Pavel’s semen, making him moan one last time before letting them rest.
Denisa looked at Pavel, still tied up. With a big smile, she grabbed his still-semi-erect penis, gave it a quick stroke, pulling back the foreskin, and kissed his sensitive glans, followed by a light lick. Standing up, she rubbed her bellybutton right in front of his eyes and said, "You weren’t supposed to tickle my bellybutton, you naughty boy! But… I want to see you again. You seem to love my outie, and I’d like you to use your tongue on it… it’s not just sensitive to tickling! As a reward, I’ll let you have my belly while my mouth makes you cum, not a machine!"
She wrote her phone number on his hand. Pavel was already getting hard again…
