Kink Of The Week: Tickling

I’m a pretty ticklish person, for the right touch. Yes, a feather works, but the light tracing of a finger on the bottoms of my feet or running up my sides makes me ticklish like nobody’s business. It can make me squirm and writhe and beg for mercy. If I’m not restrained, I may tickle right back, but otherwise I’ll cope and struggle.

My feet and sides aren’t the only places I’m ticklish, nor are they the places I’m the most ticklish. I’m most ticklish in my ears. If there’s one thing that drives me crazy, and can make me horny as hell, is when my partner uses his tongue and licks my ear before dipping his tongue inside. That, coupled with his breath, is the most intense tickling ever.

I have to be in the mood to be tickled. If I’m not relaxed or feeling playful, tickling my feet or sides won’t work. It’s just a rather annoying sensation – it doesn’t make me jump, or try to get away, or make me giggle (the ears, now, are a totally different story – they remain ticklish no matter what my mood). Usually if my partner sees I’m not enjoying it, he’ll stop, as he does it to be playful. Plus, he hates to be tickled, and he knows I’ll go at him with a vengeance. It’s never something he asks to do, or something I ask him to do, and it’s never a planned part of a scene or the scene itself. For us, it’s a bit of teasing before the heavy play starts, and it can also be something loving and fun afterwards.

 

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