When my ex learned of my tickling kink, she quickly learned to love/hate/fear being tickled, and to love tickling me. She learned that confessing tales of our tickling escapades to her female friends often elicited similar tales, which she delighted in bringing home to me; being in our 20s in a college town in the 1980s, it wasn't difficult to find folk willing to swap tales. One friend occasionally got tickled until she peed; another was gang-tickled by her sisters, her husband, and her mother when she went home for Christmas; another had to tell her husband he could only tickle her in the kitchen, bathroom, or barn, not in rooms with carpet. Not only did we get new ideas, we once got a partner for a play session. One of her friends was bemoaning the fact that her parents tickled her, and her husband tickled her, but she'd never once gotten to tickle anyone. When, after discussing it with me, my wife invited her over so the two of them could tickle me while I was tied to the bed, she jumped at the chance. I've never seen such a look of sadistic glee on my wife's face as when the two of them worked me over.
But one time she came home with a tale that greatly enhanced our tickling life; the idea of tickling for favours. It seems one of her friends was occasionally tickled until she agreed to give her guy a blowjob, and we expanded on this theme, either with me tickling her until she agreed to something, or me telling her she'd have to come up with an offer to make it worth my while to stop.
Things she liked, but enjoyed being "coerced" into: giving oral, an exhibitionist dare, an omorashi dare, being my sex slave for the weekend, being teased for a week with no release, confessing one of our kinky games to a friend.
Things she wasn't crazy about, but would agree to to get the tickling to stop: folding the laundry, doing her homework, going to the doctor.
Things she came up with while begging: "Please, I'll do anything! I'll get you off once an hour all weekend!" "Please! Please! I'll pet your giraffe!!" - I asked her what that even meant, she said she didn't know, she was just desperate and not thinking. LOL! "Please! I'll dress like a baby for Halloween!" - She did. "OMG! Stop! I'll get- her best friend - to have sex with you!" - I didn't hold her to that one.
'Lees, what have you agreed to or offered to get the tickling to stop; and 'lers, what have you been offered or gotten them to agree to?
But one time she came home with a tale that greatly enhanced our tickling life; the idea of tickling for favours. It seems one of her friends was occasionally tickled until she agreed to give her guy a blowjob, and we expanded on this theme, either with me tickling her until she agreed to something, or me telling her she'd have to come up with an offer to make it worth my while to stop.
Things she liked, but enjoyed being "coerced" into: giving oral, an exhibitionist dare, an omorashi dare, being my sex slave for the weekend, being teased for a week with no release, confessing one of our kinky games to a friend.
Things she wasn't crazy about, but would agree to to get the tickling to stop: folding the laundry, doing her homework, going to the doctor.
Things she came up with while begging: "Please, I'll do anything! I'll get you off once an hour all weekend!" "Please! Please! I'll pet your giraffe!!" - I asked her what that even meant, she said she didn't know, she was just desperate and not thinking. LOL! "Please! I'll dress like a baby for Halloween!" - She did. "OMG! Stop! I'll get- her best friend - to have sex with you!" - I didn't hold her to that one.
'Lees, what have you agreed to or offered to get the tickling to stop; and 'lers, what have you been offered or gotten them to agree to?
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