#m/f tickling

[blxcknyte]

that mouth game

I maintain that this move is ILLEGAL!!

@theticklerking 🥵

[city-tickles]

Heyy!

I have been looking for a video of a woman tickled in a pink, green, and purple dress. The ler was tickling her through well places holes in her dress and teasing her about it. I saw it a while ago so i’m not sure if you could find it.

Thank you in advance☺️

Have a good day!

Hi!

Thanks to @ticklish-wallflower and @butterfly-giggles I was able to find the video! Here it is. Hope you enjoy!

[greenticklerdreams]

Incredibly squirmy feet! From one of my all-time favorite tickle videos. Probably sparked my love of paintbrushes, too.

(I hate to leave this uncredited, but this studio is pretty fanatical about nuking uploads, even of 10+ year-old videos. Just be cool about this, guys. And maybe send me a DM or an ask if you're really interested and I'll direct you to their store.)

[bansheeboyy]

Cade knew his stepmom was strict, knew she’d had a varied and honestly quite mysterious career before meeting his dad, but he’d never expect this.

Sure there had been some friction since he’d come home from university, some…personality clashes. Chores done to an ‘insufficient’ standard were the common catalyst for their little bickering matches, but other times it was Cade rolling his eyes a little too obviously at her fawning over his dad. She’d say he needs to get used to her being loving to his dad, that it was here to stay, and she was a very expressive person. Cade would say something rude back, and the fireworks would begin. They weren’t nasty fights, they didn’t hate each other, but they were common enough for things to be a little tense.

So when Cade woke up from a nap he’d taken in the living room when lounging in his underwear (another thing his stepmom griped at him about) tied meticulously to the recliner with his legs bowed and arms reaching up behind him, he was shocked to say the very least.

He was even more shocked to see his stepmother looming above him.

“You know, Cade I really didn’t want it to come to this, but I think it’s about time I taught you some manners.”

And she’d started tickling him. His feet, his sides, his vulnerable pits, her long nails proving to be dastardly tools of torture when it came to tickling. Unluckily for Cade, tickling was a significant weakness for him.

“I was hoping being ticklish would run in the family, and I was right. You’re just as ticklish as your father, even slightly more maybe.” She cooed as she raked her nails down Cade’s pits and sides. “Tickling always works to persuade him; I wonder if his son is the same. Let’s see if you have the same death spot!”

And she crouched down by his feet, the poor student flinching in the rope, groaning through the gag, as she slowly dragged her nails from his heels, down the curve of his arches, and then scribbled those evil talons at the base of his toes rapidly.

Cade would have shrieked if he could have, thrashing in the rope as his most ticklish spot was explored by this wicked witch.

“Yep, looks like we have a winner!” She giggled, eyes shining with amusement. “Your dad’s feet are a killer spot, especially his toes. I’m very glad to see that little family quirk is hereditary. Look at you go!”

All the time she was taunting him, Cade was cackling into his gag, tears welling up in his eyes at the assault on his toes, straining in vain against the ropes tying him like a prize turkey.

Eventually she lifted her talons from his poor feet, and instead moved them to his inner thighs, kneeling in front of the chair so she could get a good, focused scribble in.

“Mphhhhppppppp!”

Unluckily for Cade, he was also ticklish on his thighs. Also unluckily for Cade, his thighs were a notorious erogenous zone for him, and about a minute into his thigh tickling, a stirring started emanating from inside his black boxer-briefs. Not helping the situation in the slightest was the direct view he had down her low-cut dress. His whines soared an octave as she clawed her way higher and higher up his sensitive thighs, almost to the rim of his boxer legs. The ropes held his crotch wide open. If she wanted to do something to his nether regions…he’d have no say in the matter—

DON’T THINK ABOUT THAT!

—he derided himself fiercely, but his body was already betraying him, his semi nudging at his boxers, unmistakably firm.

The finger’s ceased their brutal rampage on his vulnerable flesh.

“Cade. Michael. David. WILSON. Is that what I think it is!?” His stepmother hollered, standing up in a flash, face red with fury. “That’s it!” She cried, storming off upstairs.

He panted heavily in his blissful reprieve, chest starting to glisten with sweat. Fuck, he’d never been so humiliated: Turned on in front of his stepmom, his shameful weakness taken full advantage of, hearing details about his dad’s ticklishness he could have gone his whole life not knowing. What had he even done to deserve this? Not washing up on time? This was crazy! And the ropes…so tight and expertly done. Had she been a Boy Scout leader or something? Or maybe….something a lot less wholesome. He dreaded to think, partially because he wanted his boner to go down, not stay up.

She came back downstairs in a huff, brandishing two hairbrushes and a bottle of baby oil. To his dismay she started lathering his soles in the stuff, shaking her head at his attempts to kick his naked feet away.

“I was being nice before, Cade.” She tutted, finishing up oiling his feet and picking up the two wide paddle brushes, his muffled complaints washing over her. “But that little incident in your underwear; that’s too far. I’m your mommy now, whether you like it or not, and you’re going to have to treat me as such.”

She did not just say that.

She placed the brushes on his feet, stationary, the bristles prodding a good 3/4s of his soles at once, and he flinched, whining through the duct tape.

“God, I’m glad you take after your father.”

She slid the brushes up his slippery soles slowly and Cade’s eyes widened with shock at how ticklish it was, a high pitched sound emanating from behind the gag, shaking his head, eyes wide and desperate, pleading for her mercy.

“After around the two hour mark your dad is always truly broken. Let’s see if you can beat his record, hmm? I bet a sprightly young man like you can last at least three.

“Maybe by then you’ll have learned your lesson.”

And with the merciless glare of a battle commander, she let the brushes rip.

[matador90]

[corioliscosquillas]

getting my hands on these beautiful and extremely ticklish soles again this weekend 😌 brainstorming some truly cruel punishments as we speak

[isnt-she-lovelee]

500 followers?!

The fact that there's 500 fellow tword lovers following this account is insane to me!! Thank you so much ❤️ as a little thank you here's a short clip of my feet getting tickled - hope you like it :)

[city-tickles]

“Look at that face. Look at that laugh. Who could not tickle you?”

This was sent to me by @traveling-ler ! A fun, teasy video!

[thewildestofeyes]

Got the encouragement from a friend of mine to write a new tickle story. Multi ler (mmf) x reader. Doctor themed

The Clinic: Opening Day

* Beep... beep... beep...*

You slowly stirr awake to the sound of a fant beeping. Your mind is fuzzy and you don't know where you are. The last thing you remember was answering your door and... wait what happened after? Before you get a chance to think any more about it, the door to the room opens and two men walk in. Clad in labcoats and medical masks, you stare at them before instintively trying to move for the first time. Terror fills your heart for a moment, and your adrenaline spikes as you suddenly realize that you've been bound to the very bed you're laying on.

The sudden shock that fills your soul allows your brain to work quickly enough to recognize a few things. First, you're in what appears to be a clinical room. You've been restrained to a hospital bed with your ankles bound to the end and your wrists tied above your head. Looking down you can see that you're wearing a medical gown and stripped of any other clothes. Finally, one of the men begins to speak.

"It appears the test subject is awake..." He says, barely paying attention to the look of terror on your face. "Vital signs look normal. The effects of the auditory knock out tone have completely faded away." You listen with no idea what the man is talking about, only able to watch as he picks up a clipboard. "Right. Let's get started then..." As he writes on a clip board he says your name, causing your blood to freeze. How does he know who you are? Who are these guys? What are they going to do to you? Your mind starts racing with different possibilities before the other man speaks up. "Shhhh... relax. Just comply with us and I assure you... you'll be doing nothing but laugh during this entire affair".

As he speaks, you notice he's putting a wide variety of different tools and items on a nearby table. Feathers, toothbrushes, hairbrushes, paintbrushes, wait... is he going to? Your question is answered suddenly by the buzzing of an electronic toothbrush. Not even having a second to cry out, it's already making contact with your foot, causing a cute flow of giggles to escape your lips. The man with the clipboard mumbles something as the other continues , moving it all over your soft soles before leading it right up to your toes. As your giggles quicken, the man with the clipboard makes more notes with a pleased gleam in his eyes. You wiggle aginst your restraints, feet kicking in place but there's nothing you can do. You're strapped so tightly that the slightest of wiggles is all you can muster as this doctor tickles all over your feet, toes and ankles with this electric toothbrush. As you start feeling comfortable with the level of tickles, the sensations begin to stop. You take this moment to breathe, and are about to ask why this is happening before suddenly a sensation causes a gasp to leave your mouth. Your soles begin to experience the sensation of warm oil coating the soft skin before chaos in the form of a hairbrush wrecks havoc upon your feet letting loose a shriek of laughter. Up, down, and all around, that hairbrush quickly plays your soles like a bow plays a violin, causing the sweet music of your laughter to come flooding from your lips. The man taking notes gives a happy comment of " finally some real results" as your tickler continues using that hairbrush to great effect.

As he tickles you, the man proceeds to let out teases, saying phrases such as " gosh these feet are so ticklish..." and " look at that smile. You must be loving this!", as the other comments on yor reactions to such stimuli. After what seems like an eternity, the tickles stop , giving you plenty of time to catch your breath. You breathe in and out, shivering slightly as you try to ignore the tingling of your now red soles. Already feeling slightly worn out, you can only gaze in horror as the man who was once holding the clipboard now holds a pair of scissors. Before you can register what's happening he takes the tool and slowly cuts your gown in two, starting from the bottom and letting the loud snips fill the room as your only protection effortlessly falls from your body.

"Now onto the rest of the tests" He says with no emotion in his voice. One of his hands begins to slowly spider up your side as the other takes hold of the electric toothbrush. The other man, taking the clipboard for himself takes notes, writing down every moment where the clinical process of tickling every inch of your upper body causes squeals, giggles, laughs and shrieks. Your navel gets a visit by that vibrating menace, and both your belly and hips get plenty of squeezes which cause you to jolt as much as you're able to in such restricting conditions. At some moments, the tools are replaced by soft, teasy feathers, which while they do lessen the ticking, they tease the body and cause the next attack to create a louder squeal of ticklishness

This slow teasing quickly escalates however. As while the soft feathers along your belly drag up to your ribs, a pinky finger gently grazes your armpit. The sudden flinch catches your tickler off guard, interrupting his cheeky teases to look at you with a glimmer in his eyes. Putting the tools down, his bare hands waste no time making their home inside your armpits as his fingers wiggle with little signs of stopping. The laughter leaving your mouth filled the room and only encouraged the doctor to continue his current test. "Looks like we finally found the spot!" The one taking notes said with a chuckle, taking notes quickly before an idea came to his mind. "We should test nails there. I'm calling for the nurse."

Pressing a button on the side of your bed, the two men give you a chance to breathe before a woman clad in a nurse's outfit enters the room. Her nails are well manicured, long and slightly pointed. She looks at you with a visible grin on her face, wiggling her fingers in your direction before letting a few of her nails tease your arch with a sudden spidering. The shiver that follows goes up your leg and sends shockwaves through your body. Such teasing continues as she drags her nails along your entire body, not breaking eye contact for a second. "You found a cute one boys~" The nurse giggles, tickling your inner thighs before letting her nails flutter over your tummy and ribs. "I can't wait to break this one too"

"Please don't break this one yet. We still need more data from them." One mentioned with a sigh. "Regardless, the armpits seen like an effective spot so -" The nurse cut him off. " Relax, I was getting to it. Can't a girl play with her food?" She asks unamused before turning back to you with a sinister smile. "I know what I'm doing, and soon you will too!" Even before she finishes speaking her hands dash into your armpits, those well groomed nails clawing and scratching at your sensative hollows. "Ooh listen to those screams" She exclaims as your cackles fill the room. Somehow this was worse than what the men had been doing. Theirs had been teasy, done to find spots and fluster their "patient." This was pure tickling meant to drive the victim wild. Meant to cause them to lose their minds. The nurse just laughed even as the medical devices around you started going haywire. It was becoming too much!

"That's Enough! One of the men said at last, pulling the nurse back before you had a chance to passout. "We told you it isn't time to break them yet! Look, we got our preliminary findings. They're in no state for more today. We'll come back to them tomorrow for the next tests." Those words echo in you rmind as they leave. Next tests? There was more? The idea terrifies you , but it's no use worrying about it now. It isn't long before the exhaustion from todays events overtakes both brain and body, and soon you sleep , unknowing of what lays ahead.

[avifeet]

Tracer Ticked by Sombra - Ticklish Pixels collab

Find more: subscribestar.adult/avijustfeet www.deviantart.com/avijustfeet… www.patreon.com/avijustfeet First collaboration with an artist! Ticklish Pixels! He created this beautiful scene, I took care of animating it, added a few more scenes, and gave it a story.

#tickling#ticklish#upperbody tickling#tummy tickling#side tickling#underam tickling#armpit tickling#m/f tickling#unrestrained tickling#tickle video

[corioliscosquillas]

making her beg with the sonic brush brings me oh so much pleasure every time 😌

[city-tickles]

When a lee is tickled to exhaustion

[aletickling-plus20]

Estoy buscando hacer mas amigos cosquilllas ! Alguien que le gustaría hablar por privado o hacer rp? Me encantaria muchoo conocer mas gente ^^

Pd: Tengo +21 años

Pd2: Me gustaria que personas tambien me ayudaran reposteando mi blog para asi conocer aun mas personas en esta comunidad, hay personas que incluso me bloquearon pensando que soy menor de edad sin ponerse a leer mi blog ^^"

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I'm looking to make more tickling friends! Anyone who would like to talk privately or do rp? I'd love to meet more people ^^

PS: I'm +21 years old

Pd2: I would like people to also help me by reposting my blog so I can meet even more people in this community. There are people who have even blocked me thinking I'm a minor without reading my blog ^^"

[not-so-shy-lee-chu]

Omg do you have any cute tkl stories with your bf?

Oh of course, I get tickled daily when I'm with him but the one that gives me the most butterflies is when he laid me on his lap and held my arms above my head than proceeded to gently trace his fingertips around my midsection, my belly and my poor sides and I was a giggling mess, the whole time he was smirk/smiling so that gave me butterflies.

As a more of a cute type of story, he keeps taking my shoes off and trapping my feet between his legs than he tickles my feet quite mercilessly. He than laughs at how much I lose myself, I squeal, sit up, lay back down, cover my face with my hands, slap his arm (tho he gasps, acts offended and tickles harder whenever I slap his arm fowmsps). Let's say we have a minor playfull disagreement about something, immediately, shoes off, feet trapped and he is threatening to tickle my feet. He inches his hand closer than looks at me in the eyes and waits for me to take my statement back and agree with him. And punishes me whenever I don't submit, which is adorable, playfull and so much fun...

There are so many reasons why I love him but that's definitely one of them 💞

[avifeet]

Aunt Cass Feet Lickled and Tickled

Find more: patreon.com/avijustfeet subscribestar.adult/avijustfeet www.deviantart.com/avijustfeet… Inspired by my video of Jill vs Ada Wong (the SpongeBob parody), I decided to take your comments and make one with Helen and Cass!

#tickling#ticklish#upperbody tickling#tummy tickling#side tickling#underam tickling#armpit tickling#m/f tickling#unrestrained tickling#tickle video

[jynthewise-da]

(Mostly SFW)

I started using MMD about three(ish) years ago, and these were some early pics I did to get a feel for it!