Belly Button Tickling Novels & Stories

" he huskily said, pulling me closer to him and wrapping his arms more securely. He ran his two fingers on my belly. His touch tingled me, making me jump and squeal. I hopped away from him. I giggled hysterically and tried to catch my voice, " No! No! You can't tickle me. " I smiled gleefully, almost making it reverberate. His face lit up with mischief and an adorable smile, " It's one of my rights, you know. " he smiled and came toward me, showing his moving fingers in the air. His eyes didn't bulge for a second from me.

shifting away from his side but he pull me back closer and started tickling me making me laugh harder "Oh my God, please stop" I begged "Are you ready to kiss me" he asked still tickling me Why do I have to be ticklish, I can't breathe and his finger on my body is sending tingles all through my body and soul "please" I pleaded again but he didn't stop "Are you ready" he asked again

It was the only aspect I was better than her. 'Hah. Since I am also better at running away from my problems.' I stopped for my breathing to normal. While She came from behind me tickling me. Oh, I forgot to tell you I was always a ticklish person. Even if someone just touches me in sensitive places I get tickled. She hands-on me; my stomach. As she pressed her fingers near my belly button. "Haha. Stop it, Nikki, please. I swear I will not do it again." I thrashed my hand to hers trying to stop her but she is the strong one. She Held mine in one. Without any extra effort.

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.”

I guessed her body size accurately; her breast size is exactly 36. When I was finished licking and squeezing her breast, I moved down to examine her lovely-shaped belly button. She has a deep, perfectly round belly button. It's the most exquisite belly button I've ever seen. I slid my tongue into her belly button to assess its depth. She flinched at my touch on her belly button. Oh, she likes my touch on this spot. It refers to her body's triggering point. I was pleased with my little accomplishment, but I was disappointed when she didn't moan or open her eyes.

I leaned back in and began to place gentle, airy little kisses on her lips over and over again until they spread into a big grin and she laughed. "That kind of tickles," she happily remarked. I couldn't help but take advantage of such an admission. "Oh yeah? You're ticklish?" I asked as I suddenly began to tickle her belly with both hands, drawing raucous giggling out of her as she hunched over and frantically grabbed at my hands. "Stop!" she protested between giggles. "Stop-stop-stop!" I heeded her call and placed my hands behind her hips, smiling at her as she caught her breath again.

I begin warning myself , that no matter how big of an verge I have to call him daddy , I SIMPLY WILL NOT! My mind is so preoccupied with my thoughts, that I do not feel the bed slightly dip. I am suddenly pulled away from thinking , as I feel…something charging towards me. Within seconds , it is near me - jumping , licking and biting me. My eyes shoot open to find Fluffy being the culprit behind this attack. I burst out in a fit of giggles as he licks my toes and my feet - that is my ticklish spot.

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.

"I would love to have your mouth between my legs." I winked at him and closed the door but not before seeing his jaw literally touching the ground in shock. **** I laughed out loudly from the hard tickles in my belly . Mace's fingers assaulted my stomach. Mace was on the top of my body and his fingers were tickling my stomach. His face was in my neck giving soft tickling kisses and making me laugh more hardly. I could feel his laughter of joy. "Stop..Aahh Ma.. Oh God.." I shouted loudly while laughing hard.

"Roman!" I squeal out his name. His hands lands on my waist and goes over my belly. Oh God, he is tickling me. No, no, no. "Roman stop!" I yell out in-between bouts of laughter. Oh God, I am a ticklish person. How did he know? Roman doesn't relent even when I start begging and pleading in a barely audible tone. He continues to tickle me in my belly, my neck regions and when his fingers reach my armpits, I lose it completely.