Armpit Tickles
I'm going to sit on your hands above your head, pinning them there nice and securely.
Then I'm gonna tease my fingertips over your biceps, stroking over and over again. Light ticklish touches barely grazing over your skin, threatening to go into your armpits.
It's gonna be so maddening when I finally get to them. But you know that, don't you?
My fingers will spider away at the hollows of your armpits.
Nonstop fast, light scribbles from that spot where your armpit and ribs meet, all the way to the start of your biceps, then wiggling right back into those ticklish dips of your sensitive pits.
I'm gonna tickle
And tickle
And tickle.
And there will be nothing you can do about it.
Your arms stuck way above your head, your helpless armpits so stretched out and vulnerable. All mine to tease as much as I want.
It's going to tickle so much.
And you're going to love every second of it. Aren't you?
@mike-the-switch
Are you pure evil?


















