Armpit Tickle Novels & Stories

Not a super well known fact by many, but I’m ridiculously ticklish and the spontaneous reminder definitely altered my earlier stance on keeping quiet about what I was feeling. “Pfftt....HEY! Hahahahaha c’mon, fine! Fine, just hehehehehe STOP! Don’t tickle ME! That’s hahahahaHAHA so FUCKED!” I squeezed my eyes shut and howled with laughter. Nimble fingers poked and prodded all over my midsection mercilessly, leaving me defenseless against the attack. She wouldn’t cut it out, and for some reason that pushed me into a strange realm of confused fondness.

But I'm the one who's in control right now. I pull my mouth away and lift Felicity's arms so they're above her head. I press my lips against her palms and then I pepper one of her arms with kisses while caressing the other, all the way down to her armpit. I breathe in the floral scent of her deodorant before planting a kiss there, too. Felicity twitches and sucks in a breath. I guess that part of her is as ticklish as I expected. I'm curious to know what other parts of her body are.

Despite my attempts to suppress my laughter, it proved impossible. Suddenly and unexpectedly, Jasper playfully pulled me onto the bed and declared, "Tickle war!" My initial reaction was one of panic, and I struggled vigorously to break free from his grasp, but he was too strong for me. The tickling began, and I couldn't help but burst into laughter, even as my sides began to ache. In a moment of desperation, I cried out for assistance.

"I could fuck with a lot of people with that." Thane chuckled, the low reverberation elicited a shiver of pleasure. He brushed the pad of his thumb up my arm, to my collarbone, and down to brush the freckles dotting my flesh. Then he took my hand, encouraging me to stroke the thick corded muscle along his throat, down his chest where his shirt was open.

I tickled her where she was most sensitive ‘her armpits and foot’ this was my minor punishment to Moshope if she did try to cross my path. “M- mo- mo- moo- momm- mommy-” “Would you tell me?” I giggled. “Yes- yes- please stop I can’t breathe.” She giggled loudly. “Of course you can’t, you are ticklish.” I stopped my little torture on her so she could have some space to breathe. We both burst into fits of laughter, laughing at nothing, when I tried to grab David for his turn to be tickled his reaction was priceless, he ran for his life.

He pulled her head into his armpit, not wanting her to stop. "Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh... this is so fucking good. I never thought that there are more pleasurable way to make myself happy!" When Ashlea was done tasting his armpit, she proceeded to his arms. "What the hell... I really liked your tongue Ashlea, you already surpassed the performance of Elora. She never did that to me!" Ashlea refrain from licking his arms and spoke. "Well, I have seen my neighbors doing exact thing before so I have an idea how to do it!"

I tried to pull my arm away from whatever it was that was buzzing like a thousand fucking bees, but it felt like the thing was stuck to my arm. I opened my left eye and raised my hand in front of me to find my phone taped to my arm and suddenly remembered all about my plan for today. I quickly sat up on my bed and ripped my phone away from arm. I cursed under my breath when I felt a slight sting while removing the electric tape which was in direct contact with my skin.

I grabbed it, and he hauled me upright. His attention dropped to my arm. Then the bush. "You're lucky." I stared at him. "Nothing about this feels lucky." "You only brushed it." "Brushed what?" He pointed toward the dark green leaves. "That bush. It'll itch like hell. Good thing you only caught the edge of it." I looked at the scratches covering my arm. "It got on my skin." "You'll live." Wonderful. Apparently the mountain had poisonous plants too. Garrik pulled the watch from his pocket.

His fingers slip beneath my arm and wiggle against my armpit. I can't help it - I've always been ticklish, but Ward has it down to an art. He knows exactly where and how to touch me, and I burst into laughter as my nerves go haywire. He's unrelenting. Now his other hand has joined in, tickling me wherever he can reach, and I'm helpless, twisting and contorting as I try to get away. And laughing so hard I can hardly catch my breath. "Ward!" I manage between laughs. "I'm... gonna... kill... ahhh!" The giggles take over again, and now he has me exactly where he wants me. He twists and rolls us both back over, returning us to our original position with him on top of me.

Ellie shivers, looking down and seeing one long tendril twist its way into her sensitive belly button, tickling it softly, coldly, making her tremble with ticklish delight. She closes her eyes, leaning her head back against Missy, who begins to attack her neck with a series of bits and nibbles from her warm mouth. Meanwhile, Missy's hands are slipping off of Ellie's shoulders, and down her bare arms, causing her skin to crawl with a tingling sensation of warmth.