Belly Button Tickling Novels & Stories

They were so plump and pink, everything about them was incredibly kissable. “I’ll pinch you,” I answered, giggling like a schoolgirl. “Oh, yeah?” he asked. Nodding my head with a look of confidence wasn’t a good idea. Instead of rubbing my stomach, he ended up using his fingers to tickle me. My laugh boomed, leaving me short of breath. “Stop!” I exclaimed, trying to pull his hand away from my belly. No matter how hard I tried, his tickling never ended. My stomach was beginning to hurt from laughing so much.

I had her squirming, rubbing her legs together, just sucking and nibbling on those perky little pink peaks. It was fun, and I was sure I'd spend a lot more time playing with those fun babies, but it was time to move on. I worked down her abs, to the little soft belly just under her cute little 'inny' of a belly-button. My hands were glued to her breasts, while I kissed and licked her, offsetting the ticklish actions with tweaks of her nipples. Poking my tongue into her belly button made her squirm and giggle, until I gave her nipples a sharp tug, making her gasp.

'Is my big baby crying again? 'No,' she giggled. 'Yes, okay, tickle attack!' I carried and carefully dropped her on the clean grass before attacking her with tickles. She laughed and squealed, begging me to stop. I stopped tickling her when tears started pouring down her eyes. I wiped it off and grinned at her. I won't let her feel the lost. She is too young to break. 'Now my stomach hurt from too much laughing,' she whined. I lift her shirt up, tapped her stomach twice and blew air into her belly button. She squealed and laughed again. 'Daddy!'

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.

My toes curled at the tingling sensation in my stomach when he grazed his knuckles around my belly button only to insert his thumb inside my belly button. “Ah!” I gasped loudly when he started rolling his thumb inside my belly button as the sensation was so unfamiliar and new that made me clench my thighs shut tightly against each other. “Hey meri jaan…” He looked at me in the eyes and then at my chest as I arched my back to give him the perfect view he ever wanted. “…I haven’t done anything yet.” He rasped he leaned in and whispered. “What would you do if I start doing those things that are in my mind.” With that he took my earlobe in between his teeth making me intake a sharp breath. There

-- I beg as I wriggle on the bed, trying to lessen his tickling a bit. "I didn't hear right." "I want to pee." At the same moment he stops his joke, which made me let out a relieved breath. I have been like this since I was little, when I end up laughing too much, I get a huge urge to go to the bathroom. All this is intensified when it comes to tickling. My weak point, I must admit. "Enjoy and take your shower, I'll be guiding the yacht to the Port. We need to pick up our families and the captain.

Ellie asked, clearly exasperated with my avoidance technique. "You mean like this," I asked, reaching under the front of her tank top and tickling her stomach. She squirmed around on my lap, grinding her sexy bottom into my crotch. "No, more like... this!" Ellie grabbed my hand and pushed it farther up under her tank top and clamped it against her bra-covered tit. I just stared at her with my mouth open. Her breast swelled with her breathing and I instinctively spread my fingers around it.

It doesn't do it often thank goodness. He is tickling me. I am cracking up rolling this way in that trying to get away but he has me caged in. " Take it back and I will stop." he says. He knows I hate being tickled. But I can't help myself. " Mommy's Goof-Goof." I laugh. " No you don't. Not going to happen." he said as he moves his fingers. " Goof. Stop." I gasp. Being six months pregnant, I just woke up and now I'm being tickled. Not a good combination because I have the sudden urge to pee.

It doubles me over, but my concern isn't for myself; it's for the baby. My diaphragm involuntarily expels grunts every few breaths, and nausea washes over me like I've never felt before. Strangely, amidst all the discomfort, I notice a tickle in the center of the pain. It feels as if a tiny fish is swimming around inside me. That tickle begins to grow, gradually pushing back the surrounding ache.

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.