Belly Button Tickle Novels & Stories

He kissed the hardened cherry and moved to Ashley's stomach and belly button. Sirius licked Ashley's cute belly button making the girl moaned even more. He circled the tiny navel with his tongue, inserting his naughty tongue into the girl's navel hole, causing Ashley to struggle with amusement. "Bubba..." Ashley let out a ragged sigh. She felt the tingling sensation gather in her lower abdomen again. Her legs were shaking because she couldn't stand the tingling feeling in her navel which was now being licked and sucked by Sirius.

“Hey- I’m trying to heahahahehehhe STOP babe! I mean it-hahhahahaha fuck! C-c’mon babHEHE!” “So you can tickle me, but can’t take it when I tickle you? Now how’s that fair?” Whitney grinned, propping her chin up with a palm as she used her free hand to claw, dig, and poke at Hollis’ vulnerable stomach and ribs relentlessly so she could laugh at the cute little squirmy dance her girlfriend was doing.

What kind of safe word was that? "Yeah." "Fine." "Good girl." He pinched my two nipples making me gasp. He lowered his head to my chest giving my boobs a little peck before going down to be belly. He kissed it first, then dipped his tongue on my belly button. Whoa, that tickled bad. "Oreo!" I shouted when I couldn't handle the tickling. Ian stopped at once, bringing his eyes to my face. "What happened? Do you want me to stop?"

I couldn't tell and somehow I loved it that way. He planted kisses all over my stomach till he landed on my belly button. He stayed there for a minute or less, circling his cold tongue around it, while I struggled to find his head, when I did, I pulled him off, my belly button was so sensitive and I needed a breathing space "You don't order me and that's the purpose of the blindfold," he whispered and shook his head free then returned to my belly button. "It tickles me a lot," I whispered trying to catch my breath.

He tickles me a bit more and I physically couldn't stop laughing, drunk on the sensation of being tickled and touched by him in general. So when he went for the most sensitive spot on my belly I couldn't stop the literal snort that escaped my mouth as I laughed, immediately overcome with mortification. When he finally stopped his tickle assault, I turned to look at him, trying my best to look mad at him as we lay on the bed facing each other. He looked pleased with himself, eyes glittering with playfulness. "Why did you do that?! That was so embarrassing!" I said burying my face in my hands. Why did I have to snort in front of him?!

Ignoring my curiosity, I continued tracing my fingers down his well-toned body in a straight line toward the exposed navel just above the edge of the wet towel draped around his waist. The sight of his belly button made me crave the taste of it so bad that I couldn't resist. So, I slid down to sit on his knees, lowering my body and sticking out my tongue to gently moisten it. However, I paused midway when I sensed something hindered my movement—something hard, hot, and twitching. It kept poking my behind when I was straddling his hips, but now it was poking my neck. Glancing down, I noticed a thick white towel was restraining the poor buddy. I couldn't help but pity it, so I decided to give

she said in between her moans and gasps, “I need to explain things to you.” “We will,” I whispered gently into her ears, “but I’ve got another form of communication in mind.” “What form?” she chuckled. “A more intense form,” I smiled back, and moved my arms. My next destination was her navel. Aurora’s belly button has always been a hotspot for her sexuality. It was small, oval-shaped and a shade darker than the rest of her body. And she always wanted me to play with it. I pressed my finger on her belly button, gently squeezing the soft flesh between my thumb and index finger. Aurora’s erratic expression was expected. She vibrated and jerked as I continued to play with her hotspot.

Riley said before stepping closer. She placed her index finger on the side of my waist. My eyes widened as I tried to move her finger off, but it started to move up and down. Riley had found my ticklish spot, and she didn't look like she was letting go anytime soon. "S-s-stop!" I giggled, squirming. "Riley, stop it!" Falling back on the bed, Riley jumped on me, and I placed my hands in front of me, using them as a shield.

He rubbed my clit lightly. “I distracted your body. Your brain had assumed my finger against your opening was a threat because you expected pain, so I went and posed another threat your synapses had to focus on. Usually it works best with actual pain, but tickling is effective too because the body reacts in a similar way.” I shook my head. “You are good at this.” His lips twitched, and his gray eyes questioned me. “I’ve studied the workings of the body for a long time, especially its reactions to pleasure and pain.”

She straddled me, her fingers playfully wiggling in the air maliciously. "What else is ticklish?" Her fingers traced my abdominals. They contracted, no longer feeling the tickles of her nails but the fire touches. "Seems just under your arms," she breathed. Both of us, once laughing a moment ago, had done a complete turn of a different sort.