Too hot for tickling?

[tj77]

This afternoon my gf and I were relaxing and keeping cool during a hot day. At one point I found her lying on her stomach on the couch, reading a book. She wore a bikini top and shorts. She looked great. Her legs stretched across the couch and her bare feet rested on the armrest. I couldn't resist. I let my fingers slip across her soles and a giggle spilled out. She turned around and looked at me with a smile.
"It's too hot for tickling." She said and went back to her book. I paused, then couldn't help getting her again. I tickled over the back of her legs and got that cute giggle going again. Up her thighs and across her back. She shivered and rolled over.
"That would be awesome later, but it really is too hot for tickling right now." I made an exxagerated sigh.
"If you say so." She smiled at me again and went back to her book.
It was rather hot. She was right. I went to the bedroom, pulled off my shirt, flicked the fan on high, and took a nap.

I woke up an hour later. I stretched and turned. And realized my ankles weren't moving right. I rubbed my eyes and opened them and discovered my mischievous gf had tied my ankles to the bed.
There was slack. She couldn't scoot me lower without waking me early. But it was pretty secure nonetheless. I saw her grinning at me. I sat up, leaning on the palms of my hands. She wiggled her fingers at me and I laughed.
"Too hot for tickling?" I asked. She giggled.
"Well.....it was. Buuut not anymore!" She scribbled on the soles of my bare feet and I fell back and started laughing.

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[tj77]

Up and now her nails scribbled and I laughed and twisted on the bed. I could reach the knots but couldn't sit up long enough to mess with them. I pedaled my legs but she kept up with me, whirling her nails all along my ticklish feet. I laughed and told her she was going to get it when I got loose between laughs.
"I guess I'd better not stop then!" She teased. She kept her tickling fingers flying and I laughed myself out of breath. She finally stopped, leaving me panting on the bed. I made sure to get my breath all the way back before talking.
"Sooo." She said. "Am I going to get tickled if I let you up?" I laughed.
"You always do this. You try to make me promise but you know what's going to happen. You let me up. And I tickle you to pie-" The nails scribbled and once again I gushed with laughter. She whirled her fingers fast and tickled and tickled until I was once again out of breath. And she allowed me a brief recovery before asking me again.
"So. Will I get tickled?" She wiggled her fingers and I laughed.
"You wouldn't start this if you didn't want me to tickle you!"
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes. I am going to tickle you crazy-" And once again I was transported to the world of hysterical laughter. Those nails!
"Kitchy kitchy kitchy!" She teased. "Who's getting tickled crazy? Looks like you, buddy boy." I slapped the bed as I laughed. My stomach was getting sore. I tugged at the ropes and tried to aim my soles away from her nails. I laughed and I laughed.
"Okay, mercy. Mercy!" I shouted. She stopped.
"Am I getting tickled?"
"No."
"You're smiling. I don't believe you." I snickered.
"I always tickle you!"
"Well....here we go again." She whirled her fingers and drew them toward my feet.
"Oh no! No no! Come on! This is driving me crazy! Nooooo!" She gave me a brief bout of tickled laughter, then stopped. She smiled again and began untying my ankles.
"You're right. You always tickle me next."

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[tj77]

I waited calmly on the bed, pretending to be worn out from the tickling. But when my ankles were free I lunged forward and grabbed my gf's hands. She shrieked and laughed as I pulled her back onto the bed. I wrestled her down on her back and pinned her arms down. I used the cord to tie her hands to the head of the bed.
"Now it's my turn." I said. I whirled my fingers but she kept a straight face.
That only works on you, kiddo." She said. But when I brought my fingers to her bare armpits she began to giggle frantically and twist about.
"Oh no! Ohhh nooo!" I drilled her armpits and earned a loud scream. I scribbled my fingertips and she bubbled with hysterical laughter.
"Oh my. Does this tickle?" She nodded as she laughed. "Tickle tickle tickle!" She tried to glare at me but was laughing too hard. Her face grew a bit red and I eased up and gave her a break.

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[tj77]

"You always go there." She said when she caught her breath.
"It always works."
"Oh my gosh that tickles..." She shivered. "So where to next?"
"I was thinking of just tickling your armpits all afternoon." Her head popped up and she stared at me, wide eyed.
"Just kidding. I'm not that mean." Her head flopped back.
"I oughta get you just for joking about it.
I kissed her forehead and tugged at a string on her top.
"May I?"
"Is it that kind of tickle today?"
"If you want it to be."
She thought for a minute, then smiled and nodded. I undid and removed her top. I took a feather and tickled her breasts. Her voice broke out in that musical giggle I loved and she bounced and wiggled on the bed. I brushed and whirled and her smile deepened as she giggled. I set the feather asidecand tickled underneath her breasts. She laughed now. I tripped down her belly and across her sides and she wiggled her hips from side to side. A shrill squeal emerged as I probed her bellybutton. I tickled up her sides for one more burst of giggles then paused to let her rest.

 

[tj77]

"Did you like that?" I asked. She smiled.
"Very much so." Her face was red and sweaty and I let the fan blow on her.
"It is hot for tickling." I said.
"Too hot. We should stop."
"Ohhhhh no! I'm not falling for that again!" We laughed.
"You don't understand. It's too hot for ME to be tickled."
"And what about me?"
"Oh it's never too hot to tickle you!" She laughed. I gave her a playful glare and lined my fingers up with her armpits. "Ohhh nooooo!" I drilled and she screamed. I kept prodding for a second scream then scribbled frantically. Her eyes got a crazed look as she poured out laughter, flailing her head side to side. I scribbled and whirled and she shook with laughter. Her face grew red again. It drove her wild but I couldn't tickle long. I drilled for one last shriek and stopped once more.

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[tj77]

I let her cool off again. It was hot. I cooled her forehead with a washcloth and got a straw and some ice water from the kitchen. On my way back I took out an ice cube and touched her foot with it. She yelped and glared at me playfully. I tickled her feet a little and she laughed and kicked. I rubbed the ice cube over her feet again and she shrieked and kicked at me. I touched the ice cube to her bellybutton and traced it up to her neck. She startled at first then giggled. I gave her a sip of ice water and untied her.
"We're done tickling?" She asked.
"Not entirely..." I said. I grinned and winked and she smiled back. We quickly undressed and hopped back on the bed.

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[tj77]

She laid back on the bed. I took the feather and once again tickled her breasts and navel. She giggled beautifully and her eyes opened wide. I flicked the feather along her neck and shoulders too and she squirmed. She reached up to tickle my sides and I joined her in laughter. For awhile we just enjoyed the experience. I gave her the feather and laughed and tried to hold still while she tickled my shaft. I jumped as she swished the feather into my bellybutton and we were ready to go. We entered each other and I began to ride. I was already close to the edge.
"Tickle me!" I said. She drew her nails across my sides and scribbled. I laughed and shivered and moaned in pleasure as I gave. My energy evaporated. My gf rolled me over and continued riding to her climax. She tickled my stomach as she did. I laughed and just managed to tickle her hips until she told me to stop while she had her climax.

It was too hot but it didn't matter.

The End

 

[milagros317]

Wonderful story. You are very lucky to have a girlfriend like her. 😀

 

[deadlywiffeathr]

Best. Girlfriend. EVER! Nice experience, thanks for sharing 😉

 

[Lostcause13]

Youre lucky to have a girl like that!