ticklish_markus
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here we are with another nice tickling experience with my ex boyfriend. i remember this cause he tied me in a particular position, a very weak position if your midriff is ticklish 😉
first of all he removed my shirt and he made me sat on a pillow with my knees, so it wouldn't hurt. he then took a chair and put the back of the chair facing my back. he took my arms up, crossed them behind my haed and secured my wrist with cuffs to the top of the back of the chair. i felt my belly and sides stretching and i realized it would have been quite tortourus to resist since my midriff is pretty ticklish, especially my belly.
he didn't tied my legs at first, but he had to do it later since i was wiggling a lot. anyway he sat on the chair behind me. i was already feeling pretty vulnerable, and i couldn't see him and this was making me already nervous. i remember i tried to turn my haed to see him but before i could, he placed a blindfold on my eyes. i didn't try to stop him, knowing it would have been useless.
he got up from the chair, leaving me there alone for not more than 1 minute i think, but it was enough to get me even more nervous. i heard his steps and he sat again on the chair behind me. i could feel his breath on my hands, tried to moved them but realized that it was not possible. he started verbal teasing, as he always loved to do since he knew it is very effective on me.
next thing i knew was that he was using a feather, stroking up and down my right side. i started giggling and tried to move to the left as much as i could to escape the feather. of course it was usless, cause i felt a second feather starting to do the same on my left side.
trapped between two feathers, there was nothing to do but laugh. i heard him giggling for my reaction. "poor ticklish cutie, he can't take the feathers" he kept teasing me, making me feel even more vulnerable. he drove the feathers all over my upperbody, from pits to the hips, than in the middle on my belly and up to my cheast, spending a little time more on the centre of my belly, near the bellybutton, where he knew i am more sensitive. after some minutes non stop of this he stopped and let me breath.
"i think you get enough of these feathers, let's try these instead" while i started begging to leave me rest a little more, i felt his fingertips tickling softly my pits and then down on ribs and sides. i collapsed into hysterical laughters for his delight. "what happens? does it tickle?" he loved to hear from me that it was tickling so bad. "and here?"
he was moving step by step to the centre of my belly, and each step of fingertip my laughter was higher and more desperate. his fingers were moving right near my super ticklish bellybutton... "not there" i begged him not to tickle me there. "where? here?" and with that his index (i suppose it was his index) poked me gently in my navel, making me jump out of my skin. he spent there at least a couple of minutes, making me laugh and beg so bad. then he stopped... for the moment....
end of part one
first of all he removed my shirt and he made me sat on a pillow with my knees, so it wouldn't hurt. he then took a chair and put the back of the chair facing my back. he took my arms up, crossed them behind my haed and secured my wrist with cuffs to the top of the back of the chair. i felt my belly and sides stretching and i realized it would have been quite tortourus to resist since my midriff is pretty ticklish, especially my belly.
he didn't tied my legs at first, but he had to do it later since i was wiggling a lot. anyway he sat on the chair behind me. i was already feeling pretty vulnerable, and i couldn't see him and this was making me already nervous. i remember i tried to turn my haed to see him but before i could, he placed a blindfold on my eyes. i didn't try to stop him, knowing it would have been useless.
he got up from the chair, leaving me there alone for not more than 1 minute i think, but it was enough to get me even more nervous. i heard his steps and he sat again on the chair behind me. i could feel his breath on my hands, tried to moved them but realized that it was not possible. he started verbal teasing, as he always loved to do since he knew it is very effective on me.
next thing i knew was that he was using a feather, stroking up and down my right side. i started giggling and tried to move to the left as much as i could to escape the feather. of course it was usless, cause i felt a second feather starting to do the same on my left side.
trapped between two feathers, there was nothing to do but laugh. i heard him giggling for my reaction. "poor ticklish cutie, he can't take the feathers" he kept teasing me, making me feel even more vulnerable. he drove the feathers all over my upperbody, from pits to the hips, than in the middle on my belly and up to my cheast, spending a little time more on the centre of my belly, near the bellybutton, where he knew i am more sensitive. after some minutes non stop of this he stopped and let me breath.
"i think you get enough of these feathers, let's try these instead" while i started begging to leave me rest a little more, i felt his fingertips tickling softly my pits and then down on ribs and sides. i collapsed into hysterical laughters for his delight. "what happens? does it tickle?" he loved to hear from me that it was tickling so bad. "and here?"
he was moving step by step to the centre of my belly, and each step of fingertip my laughter was higher and more desperate. his fingers were moving right near my super ticklish bellybutton... "not there" i begged him not to tickle me there. "where? here?" and with that his index (i suppose it was his index) poked me gently in my navel, making me jump out of my skin. he spent there at least a couple of minutes, making me laugh and beg so bad. then he stopped... for the moment....
end of part one
