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First time i fill an intro template, my bio in general says most of this things but i loved this one made by @tickle-ghost so here it is! Thanks Avery for doing this, you're so cool 💙💙💙

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Love you all 💕

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littlemissi777

✩ cheer up tickling ✩ punishment tickling ✩ interrogation tickling ✩ revenge tickling ✩ light tickling ✩ rough tickling ✩ role-play tickling ✩ playful tickling ✩ sensual tickling ✩ torturous tickling ✩ humiliation tickling ✩ platonic tickling ✩ cnc tickling ✩ reward tickling ✩ erotic tickling ✩ makeup tickling ✩

guerrillatech

wolftickles

Stretched out, oiled up and blissfully tickled out of your delightful mind 🥰 you didn't want to waste your time thinking, did you? Of course not, you just focus on making more delightful noises and begging me for you're-unsure-what.. 😈🪶

bassenji

what they don't tell you about sex is that it doesn't have to involve sex

giggle-e

I want a session where my nipples are the main focus. The ler starts with some warm up pokes and tickles through my clothes, eventually getting their hands under my shirt and pulling my bra down to gently rub my nipples as I stand there and pretend to not want it. Then he walks me over to the bed and lays me down, leaves my shirt covering my torso but my bra pulled down. He starts spider tickling my nipples through my shirt and I resist the urge to fight back for a little before I try to grab his hands. He easily pins my arms above my head and with his other hand, tickles my upper ribs before returning to my very sensitive breasts. Soon after, he ties my arms and then legs, spread eagle, and stays by my feet to get some good laughs. He works his way back up, with stops at my knees and emphasis on my inner thighs. Next, he grabs lotion and lathers my stomach up before tickling me into near-psychosis. I thrash and tire myself out and when he thinks I’ve had enough, he goes back to the nipples. Now, my shirt is lifted and behind my head, my bra has been removed, and he spider tickles, rubs, pinches, and plays around with my nipples until I’m making any and every sound. As I curse at him for not giving me a break, he hunkers down and continues to tickle my nipples incessantly. Eventually I’ve begged and screamed enough, so he decides to be nice. He wants to give me some relief so lowers my shirt over my head, just low enough to cover my chest. He leaves one boob covered and one uncovered, where he places his mouth on the uncovered nipple and gently puckers and unpuckers, kissing it gently and almost creating a light suction. While doing this, the other nipple is being so gently circled through my shirt. He does this until my back arches and my hips move. Then he picks up speed a little. He hardens his tongue and flicks it across my nipple, and tickles the covered nipple with a little more pressure. As my laughter picks back up, I ask him to go back to what he was doing before and he denies my request. He sits himself up on my stomach and lowers my shirt over both boobs, creating a tight and flat surface with the shirt. Then he tickles and tickles and tickles. I shake and throw my head, I cackle, and try to convince myself that everything is actually fine and I can handle it, until he doesn’t stop and the cycle repeats itself. I tell him my nipples are getting sore, they’re so sensitive. And he says he has the remedy. He grabs the lotion again and lifts my shirt all the way up, behind my head, and lathers lotion in my armpits, which catches me off guard. I giggle and laugh and thank him for switching spots. He smiles and pumps more lotion into his hands before applying it to my breasts. Knowing now what he’s going to do, I panic. I beg for him to tickle anywhere else, to take a brush to my feet or torture my stomach and sides but please leave my nipples alone. Naturally, he doesn’t listen. He adds extra lotion and explains that my nipples are sore because of the friction but if he creates some slip, it will be enjoyable again. I tense up as he rubs the lotion on my nipples and teases me with lingering hands gliding off and on my boobs. Then, he tickles my nipples and watches in delight as I go crazy from the sensation. It tickles too much for me to know what to do with myself. I’m tied too tight, he’s got his legs pinned around my torso, and I’m tired. There’s nothing to do but lay there and take and it and laugh like an idiot. So I do. I lay there and laugh and he sits there and tickles until he feels I’ve had enough. And when he stops, I catch my breath and bait him into doing it all over again 😌

#i don't have words

impkinks

the fantasy: having my pussy tickled as an interrogation tactic

the reality: not even being able to use certain settings on my own vibrator bc it tickles too much

ticklyfish

I genuinely cannot think of anything hotter than ticklish armpit worship, I am absolutely that kind of freak.

#previous tags >>>>>>>>>

lowkeyobssesed

“my baby”, you had me at ‘my’.

qcharlie

i think we should talk about degendering more as a very real form of transphobia. you should not be calling a trans woman "they" when she's explained her pronouns to you. you should not be calling her a "person" instead of a woman. she's not too gnc, she's not too androgynous, you're not "confused" about her identity, you're degendering her. I fear we've gotten to a point we've forgotten the very basics of this movement is "trans women are women" and "trans men are men", and not just "trans people are someone who's pronouns you have to memorize so you don't offend them." you see her as a man in a dress and it pisses me off

commonzinnia

i think im getting better! :) [another event occurs]

sensitiveticklespots

hopelesslee28

i think this would genuinely fix me right now 🙃🫠

#okay wow

ticklesthentopple

Imagine if you will, after a long day you finally can rest a bit, so you go to cuddle with your ler and lay your head on their lap. You can feel them move their hand to run their fingers through your hair a few times and you visibly relax.

Then you feel a shift.

One of their hands gently entangled with your hair, holding your head in place without pulling or hurting you. Your heart rate picks up as your eyes dart up to him, and you see his free hand holding up two objects.

You realize it is a fluffy soft looking feather, and a more firm looking feather. A cold shiver runs through your body and you squirm slightly as you put his hand outside your view.

You squeeze your eyes shut and then you can feel it.

A soft feather fluttering over your ear, gentle and soft dancing across every inch of your skin, back and forth like a slow dance twirling across and behind your ear, maybe even your neck. Covering a broad area, tickling all over your ear at once. The touch is so maddening light it makes you want to jump out of your skin.

Just when you thought you couldn't take it anymore it stops and you catch your breath, just to be jolted back into reality by a sensation.

A firmer feather, a more focused attack. Slowly tracing the outer shell of your ear, all the way from the earlobe to the tip. Then flicking and twirling across your earlobe before being pulled behind your ear, back and forth until you can barely take it anymore. After that the feather dips into the ear, finding every small ticklish spot that is hidden in the curves of your ear. Lastly maybe tracing the feather across your neck for a little bit.

When the feather finally retreats you have a second to catch your breath. Your ear feels hot and sensitive, tingling all over, just the breathing your ler does is enough to tickle the skin.

You relax, closing your eyes as you take some deep breaths.

Then you feel it again, the unmistakable softness that covers your whole ear and it dawns on you what just happened was merely round one.

[minors dni]