Gang Tickle Novels & Stories

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.

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

When Spitfire started trying to wiggle out of Guru's grip, it wasn't because the tom was managing to tickle him. In fact, Spitfire wasn't even sure that he was ticklish. That hadn't been what had shocked the no-fur. It had been how he had asked.

Erin winked at her. Rachel rolled her eyes. "It seems like you both think this is a joke." "Alright, let's attack her. And now, we shall begin the tickling contest!" Erin winked at me. I nodded without hesitating. Like little children, Erin and I started to tickle Rachel. We both knew that was her weak point, so I guessed it was good to take advantage of that. "Oh my gosh! You guys should stop!" Rachel laughed hard, fell to the floor, wiggling her legs crazily. "Good Lord, I'm gonna pee on my body! Please, stop!"

- HAZEL - Something tickles my feet. This makes me take a sharp breath escape my lips as I stretch, pulling my legs into the duvet. The tickling doesn’t stop. In fact I feel it running up my knees. And then my thighs. I press my legs together, dipping my hand into the duvet to scratch my legs, trying to get a hold of whatever is crawling up my body and interrupting my beauty sleep. I yawn. “Killian, if that’s you, stop, you feel like a roach.” I murmur, rolling on his sheets still keeping my eyes closed. I hear no voice in return and the tickle doesn’t stop.

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.

Tama straightened up slowly “Ah!, yes, better, much better... granny , do you think if I eat the stuff potatoes and the winter rolls, my bug would die?,” Who could scare and deny such an adorable, cute little enchanting face of a baby “Umm!!, I think it should work in healing your tummy,” Damika pretended to think hard about her suggestion as she walked to her, then she grabbed Tama and tickled her mad “You naughty little brat , you think granny was born yesterday and you kids can fool her,” “Ahhhahahahahahaha, Granny stop, hahahahahaha, ple..please stop,” she tried hard to control laughing as she was sensitive to tickles..

“Twitching like a desperate little worm in heat.” He still had me gripped firmly by the crotch, playing with my little five-incher like it was some cheap kids’ toy, pumping it full of blood with rough, teasing squeezes that sent warm electric jolts straight to my balls, inching me closer to my release. While sucking off Latino like I couldn’t get enough of his delicious cock, I jerked off Ginger and blond sloppily. My thumbs smeared their leaking slits, the slick Schlick-Schlick sound of the movements mixing with wet slurps from my overstretched mouth.

Whitney squirmed, grinding her sopping wet cunt against the other girl’s fingers feverishly. “Oh...my God....mmmmmm...” Those high notes of heightened sexual pleasure easily made Whitney’s cunt Hollis’ favorite instrument to master. The desperate little whimpers that followed almost made her orgasm without any stimulation whatsoever. “Nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ll go first.” Hollis lazily licked her fingers before moving to lay flat on her stomach, hooking her arms through Whitney’s thighs as she bit the soft unblemished skin gently, almost gnawing. “Number one is a huge shocker...I have a wicked tickling fetish. To be clear though, I like tickling you. Guess that makes me dominant i

But then Mina wriggled a single soft fingertip up and down Nadine's arches, and she completely lost it. The most insidious thing was that it didn't even tickle that badly. It was just a single finger, nothing to make you scream from forced laughter. But the sensation was so fluttery and light, and most of all: It didn't let up. A constant electric tingle that was impossible to ignore. Nadine's chest hurt from how hard she tried to keep the giggles in, but it was a lost cause. Every shake of her body agitated her throat and her sphincter even further, but she just couldn't help it.