Tmnt Tickle Novels & Stories

Cookie's standpoint I wiggled my nose, something ticklish was rubbing itself against it, it was very ticklish. I pushed the thing away with a giggle and murmured that it leave me alone. I giggled more as the thing trailed all the way to my ear, it was so ticklish. 'Cut it out, Tickle,' I giggled. The thing moved down to my lips, I rolled over and laughed. 'Wake up, sweetie,' I opened my eyes and glared playfully at Ted. He was tickling me with a feather. 'Morning my… Sanity.'

"I'll bet you're really ticklish right now." "Don't you dare!" Whitney squealed, trying to shove Hollis away with her foot. Realizing her mistake immediately, she burst into laughter when Hollis grabbed her ankle in a vice grip and started wiggling each of her pretty red painted toes. "You're waaaaaayyy too cute." Hollis smiled wide, baring her white teeth as Whitney shrieked and begged the other girl to let up. It was a well known fact that tickling was their favorite way to bond, and Whitney was usually on the receiving end of the onslaught. Although at the moment, she couldn't handle much more and prayed Hollis would take pity on her soon.

She wouldn’t cut it out, and for some reason that pushed me into a strange realm of confused fondness. I can’t stand being tickled; Why does it feel SO good with her? “Woah! How did I know you were ticklish? Man, you just handed me the skeleton key to all your secrets. Why don’t you start with what you were trying to get out while I was making you cum! We can just go from there...”

Tommy was a schoolmate I dated for a few months and, yeah, we had a good time. "That cad," I exclaimed and started to tickle Jerry. Our tickling wars from middle school days were legendary but something was destined to be different this time. First of all, my tee-shirt slipped up and he was tickling my bare belly; I made sure to get under his tee-shirt, too. Then his hand was moving up under my shirt. I tried to push it off amid my convulsive giggles, but to no avail. And soon he had my right bra cup in his hand. I checked and his bulge was back! I started rubbing it. He pushed my bra up off my tits and was going to town on both sides. "You're so naughty," I giggled. Then he started to pull

But then Tamara snarled, and she pushed against me and swallowed my entire length inside of her as she screamed in pain. I didn’t move for a moment and waited for her to catch her breath as she panted beneath me, then when I saw a couple of tears drop down her face, I leaned down and licked them. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I kissed and licked her face, then I went down to her neck and licked the bite mark, then teased it with my teeth. And when she squirmed a little beneath me, I know that she was ready and I started to move to make us breathe harshly from how much good it was.

He then came closer, our bodies inches apart. "Let's increase the challenge." He said. "Can you see what I'm about to do?" He said, I lifted my right eyebrow in confusion; he then lifted his hand and his index finger touched the tip of my nose. "Boop", he said, and I blinked not expecting that. He then smiled like the idiot he is, and I rolled my eyes. "Yes," I said. "Can you see this?" He said and now lifted both of his hands, I was confused about what he was about to do, and then my eyes widen in realization. "Say hello to the tickle monster."

I smirked as I trailed my fingers lightly down Hailie’s back; her breath hitched, followed by a light moan. I grab my feather tickler and run it down her back, then over the curve of her hips, until the feathers run over her sensitive nipples. Hailie whimpers softly as I squeeze her ass, “Do you like this?” I ask, running the tickler down her side, “Yes.” She says softly, “Yes, what?” I growl in her ear, making her purr,

he said portentously. The kids cheered as The Great Phellatio stood behind Claire and slid his hands inside the sheet from each side. Claire's eyes widened as his hands rested on her flat toned stomach briefly before he began to gently tickle her sides. She began to wriggle and chuckle as he tickled her harder for a while and then drew in a sharp breath as his hands wandered up her body to lightly caress her full high breasts, all unseen by the audience under the sheet. This certainly felt very different to the children's frenetic tickling. It was more like stroking, fondling even. But, she supposed, it was magic tickling after all. He began to squeeze her breasts more firmly causing her to

"Lick me, Daddy. Lick my pussy." Jim continued to suck and slurp on her juicy plum like a hungry dog. Tiffany squirmed harder against his face. Her moans and gasps became more erratic and out of control. He moved his tongue to her clit and fluttered the tip back and forth across it as fast as he could. By now her legs were shaking and her body trembling. When Jim raked his teeth over her clit, Tiffany's pussy exploded in a gush. "OH GOD, OH GOD, YES DADDY, YES, YES, UUUUUGGGGHHHHHHH..."

I laugh hysterically, trying to pull her arm away from her face. Slowly she lowers her arm, blinking down at me in surprise. “Oh Dominic, thank goodness! You’ve gotten so big and strong I didn’t even recognize you. I was sure I was a goner!” Her shock and relief only lasts a moment, and then she sits up, a familiar spark in her green eyes. “Such a rascal – scaring me that way.” She prowls toward me, waggling her fingers in obvious threat. I back away, my pudgy hands outstretched in preparation to ward off the imminent attack. “And you know what happens to pups who play tricks on their Mommies don’t you? They get a visit from the tickle monster!” She lashes out and snatches me up, her hands