I [F] met a girl whose biggest kink was tickling, tied her up, and tickled her until she had an orgasm. I didn’t even know that was possible — but now I do.

My NSFW Journal — **The late/early hours of May 10th-11th, 2022**

**Table of Contents (each break line is one section)**

*I’m experimenting with some new ideas during this story, such as titled sections and links that add a visual reference to certain things like clothing and such.* **Links in this story will lead to online store pages showing similar items to what I am describing. Don’t click them if you don’t want to visit a retail site. I’m not trying to sell anything, I just added them to allow for better visualization.**

*you can skip section 1 to get right into the story.*

1. About the story

2. Lead up/about Katherine

3. Katherine’s arrival/clothing & build up

4. The tickling begins

5. Post-tickling

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*About the story*

I usually write my stories the day of/day after my experiences but I held off on writing this one because it just seems difficult to put into words and I’ve been lazy lol. I am not a tickle torture expert by any means, so I can only write about what I saw, heard, and did. I don’t know the intricacies of this kink whatsoever. I suppose it’s made more difficult by the fact that I’ve never been on the receiving end of anything like this. So it’s hard for me to say what she was feeling because honestly I have no idea. It was a ton of fun though and quite unique and interesting — not to mention incredibly hot at times.

*mid-writing edit: I waited too long to write this story so I am having trouble remembering some speech parts verbatim. There are parts where I had to fill in some gaps in my memory with my own words. The story and meaning doesn’t change, just the wording. I usually write my stories the day after at the latest but I wrote this one later, so I’m blanking on some things. I’m doing to best I can to retell everything as accurate as possible though.*

This is a pretty niche kink I think so this story definitely won’t be everyone’s cup of tea. Hope you like it.

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*Lead up/about Katherine*

Katherine is 26 y/o, pale white skinned, 4’11, small framed and thin, dyed light blue hair (aquamarine maybe?), brown eyes, very tiny tits, a small butt — not flat, just small and toned, and a shaved pussy. She has small feet with painted toenails in the same light blue color as her hair. Her underarms are shaven and she has a bellybutton piercing.

**(me)**

*I am 18 y/o, white, chubby, 5’4, medium length brown hair & green eyes, big tits, fat ass, thick thighs, shaved pussy.*

Katherine has talked to me in depth about her #1 kink — tickle torture. It’s something that she says feels more pleasurable to her than oral or penetrative sex. She said that she can even orgasm from simply being restrained and having her feet tickled with no stimulation of her clit, nipples, or anything else. To be honest I didn’t even know that was possible and I found it hard to believe at first. She was adamant that it was the truth though. I was curious to find out for myself, but I went into it fully believing that she was exaggerating — at least a little bit. To be fair though, I know it’s possible for people to have orgasms without ever being touched at all through meditation, hypnosis, just straight up intense teasing, etc… so I suppose this isn’t really as far-fetched as I believed it was in hindsight. I totally understand if you don’t believe this story though, because I’m not sure I would either if I hadn’t experienced it myself. I tried to find out how rare this is, but I couldn’t find any good information on it.

Tickle torture wasn’t even something that I had on my “sexual bucket list” because I don’t like being tickled at all, but the thought of being the “tickler” for someone else never even crossed my mind. Katherine knew I was looking for interesting new experiences though so she asked if I wanted to try it. She hadn’t done it since before covid (actually she hadn’t done anything intimate/sexual at all since before covid, according to her) so she was really eager for this. I was definitely interested even if it wasn’t something I had in mind personally. Let me tell you though… it ended up being so incredibly fun. It was clear that she wasn’t exaggerating about how much she loved it.

We made plans for late one night and in the days leading up to it I bought some restraints. They are under-bed restraints with 4 cuffs for the arms and legs. They go all the way across the bed and have links along the length of the straps that you can attach the cuffs to and adjust the positioning. It was a fairly cheap set but they worked really well and were easy to set up.

She brought over a few things from her tickle toy collection as well — a rod that has a poofy end on one side (kind of like a small feather duster) and tassles on the other end [like this](https://www.jackandjilladult.com/toys/feathers-ticklers/sex-mischief-whip-tickle-pinkwhite/) and two feathers. The two feathers were white with pink streaks with a short twisted metal rod for a stem.

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*Katherine’s arrival/clothing & build up*

She arrived at my house wearing a black lace corset — very similar to [this](https://www.dollskill.com/widow-fairy-lace-corset-with-choker-black.html?keyword=&matchtype=&product_id=S554534&ad_group=135602534855&target_id=pla-1605501594922&gclid=Cj0KCQjwmuiTBhDoARIsAPiv6L89OvPG9PRQMbY_A8GhEbFrjYND3M9WrgXbjqNK1NQc3ukpke5hYX0aAoRFEALw_wcB&gclid=Cj0KCQjwmuiTBhDoARIsAPiv6L89OvPG9PRQMbY_A8GhEbFrjYND3M9WrgXbjqNK1NQc3ukpke5hYX0aAoRFEALw_wcB) but not exactly. That was just the closest example I could find. The fasteners and lace on hers was a bit different. She also had on tight, sleek black pants that I believe were faux leather — like [this](https://www.venus.com/viewproduct.aspx?BRANCH=7~70~&ProductDisplayID=61626&clr=BK) and a pair of black and white converse brand shoes with black socks. She was carrying a gym bag as well that had her tickle toys inside.

I was stunned when she walked in. She was both immensely adorable and incredibly sexy. I loved the way her bright colored hair contrasted with the pitch black outfit. She was also wearing heavy light blue eye shadow that matched her hair. She was really well put together and I adored her style. It suited her very well.

“Oh my god you look incredible!” I complimented her as I closed the front door behind her.

“Awww thank you! You too!” She replied.

I was only wearing a dark red tanktop and a pair of black and white pajama shorts. I hadn’t put any effort into my fashion sense lol. I also had on a black bra and black satin panties with only very light supplemental makeup.

“Not compared to you I don’t… but thank you,” I said with a chuckle. “Come with me.”

I led her into my bedroom and she sat down on the bed. I grabbed my restraints which were on the floor nearby and placed them on the bed while she opened her bag and placed her toys on my nightstand.

“You’ll have to bear with me while I figure these things out,” I said. “I’ve never used them before.”

“That’s okay,” Katherine replied.

I climbed onto the bed and crawled towards her. I leaned forward and brushed my lips against her’s. She moved her head forward and returned my kiss. After a few moments, I pressed deeper and pushed her shoulder which made her fall backwards onto her back. I then crawled over next to her and continued kissing her while she was laying flat on her back. Her lips parted and our tongues met. Our lips would press together, break away, and return to meet again repeatedly while our tongues played together all the while.

We made out and kissed with me over top of her for a few minutes and I also rubbed my hand along her inner thighs and over her chest during it. Eventually I broke away from her and sat back. She sat up and faced me, smiling softly.

“Damn I haven’t had a kiss in so long,” she said.

“Really? Why’s that?” I asked.

“I just haven’t been with anyone in the past couple of years. Because of covid and work and such,” she replied. “I thought I told you that.”

“You did. I assumed you just meant the tickling though. I didn’t realize you meant everything,” I said.

We talked for a while longer, just sitting on the bed together until I figured it was about time to get her undressed.

“Go ahead and take your top off,” I said.

“Okay! You too though,” she teased.

Katherine undid the fasteners on the front of her top and removed it. She had very small breasts. Just two tiny bumps with elongated puffy pink nipples. I followed suit and removed my tanktop and bra, letting my breasts out to hang freely.

“Can I touch you?” I asked.

“Of course,” she said.

I moved closer and reached out with my left hand to stroke my fingertips over her chest. I ran them along her tits and over her nipples before flattening my palm and cupping it over her right breast. My hand nearly covered her entire breast while it was cupped over top of it. I pinched her nipples lightly and rolled them between my finger and she let out a very quiet moan of “mmmff”. I felt her for a few seconds longer until pulling back.

She then reciprocated, reaching forward with both hands and grasping both of my breasts, squishing them around and massaging them firmly. She then pushed them up and down before raising them up and letting them drop down freely. She giggled and gently slapped my right tit up from below and watched it jiggle. She just kept slapping them playfully, grabbing them, pressing them together, just moving them in any way she could. I almost laughed as she did this but I held it in with only a small exhale and smirk. The way she was playing with my tits was pretty amusing to me and honestly really adorable. She had almost like a sense of wonder about it. It was cute, but a bit funny.

“You having fun?” I teased before finally laughing softly and running my hand along her leg.

“”They’re fun to play with sorry,” Katherine said. “Every girl I’ve been with before has had small boobs.”

“Well you can play with them all you’d like. Don’t apologize. That was really cute,” I responded.

She massaged them around for a few more seconds and then pulled her hands back and got off of the bed and stood up next to it. She pulled her tight pants down, swaying her hips side to side as she worked them down her legs. Once she got them off she kicked them across my floor over into the corner and started to remove her black panties. She got them off and then turned around to face me.

“Okay, lay down and let’s see if I can figure these things out,” I said.

“Okay!”

I attached the restraints to the bed and adjusted them. Once I got them situated Katherine laid down on the bed spread eagle and I attached the cuffs to her wrists with her arms laid out above her head and out to the sides with her wrists facing up, exposing her armpits. I adjusted them until they were set well and then moved on to her feet. I pushed them a bit closer together and attached each of them, then we made some adjustments until everything was settled

“Try to move and let me know if that’s good,” I told her.

She squirmed around and she was held pretty well. She was able to move a little bit and squirm around but she was attached tightly and unable to pull away. She pulled as hard as she could and the restraints didn’t disconnect from the bed or anything, so everything seemed to be in good working order. I asked her if it was comfortable enough and after a few more small adjustments she said it was perfect. Her body was spread out in an “X” shape but her legs were a bit closer together than her arms were.

“Okay so let’s make a safe word,” Katherine said.

“What would the word be?” I asked. “I’ve never used one before.”

“I dunno… banana,” she giggled. “If I’m telling you to stop but haven’t said banana then don’t stop. I sometimes like to beg for it to stop but just know that I don’t really mean it unless I say banana. That’s why I like to have a safe word.”

“Banana,” I repeated with a small chuckle. “Sounds good. Is there anywhere I shouldn’t tickle you at all?”

“Nope. I like my feet and underarms to be tickled the most though. My belly, nipples, thighs, and neck are okay too. I’ve only ever had an orgasm when both of my feet are tickled at the same time though.”

“Okay,” I said. “Let me know if my technique is bad or something because I’m not really sure how to do this.”

“I will, but I’m sure it’ll be fine.”

“Ready to get started?”

“Yep!”

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*The tickling begins*

I went ahead and removed my pants and underwear so that I was totally naked, then grabbed the tickle toys from my nightstand and placed them on the corner of the bed. I stood at the end of the bed with her feet close in front of me and started with my fingertips.

I reached forward and lightly trailed my index finger up and down along the center of her left foot, just barely brushing along her sole. She let out a soft squeaking noise and her foot pulled against the restraints as she instinctually tried to move away from this first touch. I continued trailing my finger up and down the center of her foot, moving down from her toes to her heel. I did this repeatedly for about 30 seconds until I reached out my other hand and started to do the same thing to her other foot simultaneously.

“Oooooohhhhhh my god,” Katherine gasped and then laughed and squealed.

I kept going for about another minute like this and she continued to fight against the restraints, attempting to squirm around as she let out a plethora of various vocalizations from gasping, moaning, swearing, short spurts of laughter and squeals. Her facial expressions were constantly changing. She was very animated and vocal. Eventually I stopped, grabbed a feather, and walked around the left side of the bed to get over near her arms.

“Everything good so far?” I asked.

“Yes,” she replied. “Really good.”

I smiled at her and trailed the feather up from her waistline across her stomach and over her tits moving towards her underarm. As the feather moved up her body she inhaled sharply and held her breath before letting out a long exhale. I trailed the feather onward into her armpit and she let out a shaky moan and closed her eyes as it ran across her underarm for the first time. As I brushed it around very lightly she continued to inhale and exhale deeply. Soon, she let out a shuddering sigh that faded into a long drawn out moan that then ended in her smiling and laughing weakly. Her eyes were still tightly shut, her face was scrunched up, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

I was not expecting to find this as hot as I was. She looked like she was in absolute bliss and really zoning in to the pleasure, succumbing to the sensation. I kept my eyes fixed on her face, reveling in watching her constantly changing expressions as I continued tickling her armpit with the feather. I kept going for another minute or so until slowly pulling the feather back down to her tits and tickling her all over them for a few moments. She gasped sharply as I flicked it back and forth across her puffy nipple and her mouth hung open while she softly grunted. I kept lightly brushing the feather over her nipple as I looked at her face.

Her eyes opened suddenly and she looked up at me with her head turned to the side and her eyebrows turned and angled up toward the center of her forehead which was wrinkled. Her mouth was open and her bottom lip was twitching. She was inhaling and exhaling slowly and deeply with a shaky “ahh” sound, her chest rising and falling with each breath. (I tried to describe this the best I could but I’m not sure I accurately put it into words lol)

It was the cutest and hottest facial expression I had ever seen. Maybe it was just the context of it and the intense eye contact, but it drove me wild. Since this experience, I’ve had the mental image of that moment randomly popping into my mind more than I care to admit. It was so damn hot.

I had to kiss her — I couldn’t resist. I ceased the tickling and climbed onto the edge of the bed and leaned over her, pressing my lips to hers and kissing her passionately for about 10 seconds before breaking away and moving backwards off of the bed and standing back up. I went back to tickling her nipple just as I was before, still looking into her eyes.

Eventually she broke eye contact with me and turned her head back to looking straight up at the ceiling. She was still breathing the same sharp breathy exhales until her face relaxed and she closed her mouth and swallowed, then pursed her lips and exhaled deeply through her nose and closed her eyes again. I ran the feather down from her breasts to her stomach. I pulled it back and forth just below her bellybutton and her gasps got deeper and more intense. Her body jerked around as much as it could while restrained and her belly rose and fell over and over as the muscles of her stomach flexed and relaxed. She dissolved into a fit of half-moans, half-laughter and I kept on trailing the feather along her lower belly back and forth for about 30 seconds, her abdominal muscles continuing to contract repeatedly until…

“Ahhhh oh fu-fuck banana(the safe word, if you missed that part), move somewhere else,” She cried out suddenly. “That’s so intense.”

“Oh I’m sorry,” I said apologetically. “I didn’t know.”

“No, no it’s okay don’t worry! That spot is just really sensitive after a while. I liked it, my stomach was just starting to cramp,” Katherine reassured me.

I picked up the other tickle toy and put the feather down. I brushed the tassle end along Katherine’s right thigh and slowly moved it down her leg until I reached her foot. I shook it gently over her toes and she didn’t really react much. I flipped it over to the poofy side and ran it down from her toes to the heel of her foot. She yelped immediately and writhed around. I continued brushing it up and down along the sole of her foot until switching to the other and doing the same thing. Her breathing was inconsistent and shaky and she continued pulling against the restraints.

Soon, I put down that toy and picked up the two feathers in each hand. I leaned over the foot of the bed slightly and brought both of the feathers down to her feet and ran them up and down her soles simultaneously a constant motion, just barely brushing over her skin.

“Ohhh god,” Katherine sighed. “Fuckkkk…”

“Just like that?” I asked, pausing for a moment.

“Yes just like that, change it up a bit sometimes — just not too often.”

“Okay, let me know if you want it a certain way.”

“Don’t worry about that. Just don’t stop moving at all. Please don’t stop even if I’m begging for it. Only stop if I say banana. I will be telling you to stop but don’t listen to me. It has to be constant to make me cum.”

I thought it was really nice that she was so clear about what she wanted. She had experience and knew what worked for her. I will admit that the thought of continuing if she said ‘stop’ was a bit unsettling for me at first but I understood the reasoning behind it. She hadn’t said stop at all up until this point though so I’m glad she clarified that again because I had forgotten that she told me the same thing earlier before we started.

Anyways, I continued tickling her feet in the same up and down motion along the center of her sole. She started to giggle which over the course of a few seconds turned to yelps and squeals. After about 30 seconds she was nearly shrieking. She was so loud. Her toes flexed over and over and her arms fought against the restraints as her hips squirmed side to side as much as they could. I moved the feathers out from the center closer to the outer edges of her soles and did the same up and down trailing motion. After about a minute she finally told me to stop for the first time.

“Ahhhh!!” She screeched. “Stop stop stop…. oh fuck please stop!!!”

“No,” I said firmly, still stroking the feathers along her skin.

“Fuckkkk yoouuuuu,” she snapped at me in a long drawn out groan.

I laughed and continued this motion for a few seconds until I ran the feathers up to her toes and started doing a swirling, clockwise circular motion down her feet and repeating it back up counterclockwise. I continued this and her vocalizations turned from high pitched squeals to deep moans. Her toes flexed harder and more frequently than ever. Her face was contorted and her eyes closed. I looked between her thighs and she was visibly very wet.

I continued my circular motions and she kept on moaning and wiggling. Her moans would pause for a second as she took deep breaths with her chest heaving before that breath would fade back into moaning. After about 20 more seconds she lifted her head up and opened her eyes, looking down the bed at me. I looked back at her but continued the tickling. Her face was locked back into that same cute expression from earlier with her eyebrows tilted up toward the center, forehead wrinkled, and mouth agape, breathing quickly and heavily.

“Fuck. Please stop, please stop…. please… please Hannah stop… please,” she begged in a soft, distressed voice just barely above a whisper.

“Nope,” I replied, smirking at her. “Not going to happen.”

“Ooohhhhh god why,” she cried.

I continued on as she slammed her head back down into the pillow. Her reactions continued to get more and more intense. She had moments where she would fall completely silent before another sudden groan/squeal/whatever loudly forced itself out of her. I made some very slight changes to my circular pattern occasionally but mostly kept everything consistent and unyielding. She continued cursing and begging for me to stop and I saw that her pussy had become creamier than ever. This went on until about roughly 3 or 4 minutes later when…

“Oh god. Oh fuck… ohhhhhh god I’m going to cum… Hannah. Hannahhhhh! Stop, please stop Hannah. I’m begging you please stop! Hann-,” Katherine spoke quickly in a voice that sounded desperate and panicked.

Katherine’s voice stopped short in the middle of saying my name and turned into exasperated sobbing and moaning. Not like actually crying I don’t think, just overwhelmed by the sensation of the tickling and getting close I suppose. There weren’t any tears. After about 10 seconds of this she choked back her sobs, gasped once and spoke again.

“Oh no,” She said suddenly. “Ohhhh no. Okay. Okay. I’m about to cum.”

She fell totally silent until about 5 seconds later when she let out a very loud, elongated moan as she exploded into orgasm. I continued tickling her and she pulled her arms and legs against the restraints so hard I was afraid they would break. Her legs quivered and and I watched as a small amount of her fluids gushed out and ran down, dripping onto the bedsheets. Her moan stopped suddenly and she quickly lifted her head up off of the pillow and looked down at me. Her lips were pursed tightly shut and she was making a soft whimpering sound. Her lips were forced apart by a vicious groan and her head fell back down onto the pillow. The groan ceased quickly and she fell silent as her orgasm reached its end. She gave a heavy sigh of relief and laid there breathing heavily for a few moments, regaining her composure before speaking up.

“Oh my *fucking* god,” she said shakily but in a voice full of relief. “That was… crazy. I haven’t cams that hard in… god, who knows how long?”

“I absolutely cannot believe you actually came from that,” I said in awe. “That’s amazing.”

Her lips curled into a weak smile. “I told you,” she said. “Can you tickle my armpits now? Just for a minute or two until you untie me?”

“Of course!”

I grabbed the tickle toy and walked around the right side of the bed. I reached to her armpit with my fingers made into a claw and lightly danced them around for a moment before pulling back and brushing the poofy end of the toy along her underarm. She sucked in through her teeth and let out a shuddering sigh then turned her head toward me and just stared into my eyes as I tickled her for about two minutes.

“Okay you can stop now,” she said eventually. “Oh oops… banana. I actually mean stop this time.”

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*Post-tickling*

I stopped and she giggled and told me I can let her out of the cuffs now. I undid them from her wrists and ankles. I put climbed onto the bed with her and laid next to her on my back. She turned onto her side and lifted her leg up over my hips. I could feel the warmth radiating from between her legs and feel her wetness on my skin as her pussy pressed into my hip. We made out slowly for a while until Katherine pulled back and raised herself up into a sitting position.

“Do you… want me to do anything for you before I leave?” She asked.

“If you want to,” I replied.

“I do.”

*(I’m going to just wrap this part up quickly because it isn’t the main point of this story)*

She climbed down the bed and got on her stomach between my legs. I spread them and she wrapped her arms under my thighs and ate my pussy. She was pretty good and after a while I got close. I reached down and ran my fingers through her long blue hair until I came. Once it had subsided I let go of her hair and told her to stop and switch with me.

We switched and I got into position to eat her pussy. I licked her from bottom to top a few times, licking up as much of her wetness as I could before licking and lightly sucking on her clit for a while. I ate her for a while and she came again. When I pulled back I saw that some more of her juices had dribbled out again. I cleaned her up with my tongue and pulled away then moved up next to her and we both sat up with my arm wrapped around her shoulders pulling her close.

We talked for a while longer and kissed a bit more until she decided it was time to leave. It was pretty late at this point. She stood up and put her clothes back on and I walked her to my front door. We shortly kissed one another one last time and then she left. I wiped off my bedsheets and went to sleep pretty much right away.

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*End*

Thanks for reading! This was the most difficult story to put into words that I’ve written. Sorry if it isn’t that interesting if you aren’t into tickling. It was really hard to find ways to express things since I was really just running a feather along her skin and watching/hearing her reactions. It was definitely something unique though and I’m really happy to have done it. It was lots of fun. This has made me really excited to try out some more niche stuff if I fan find the right partners for it. I definitely want some more unique and interesting experiences like this.

My stories will likely slow down from here on out but I will continue to seek out new experiences and write about the ones worth writing about. Thank you so much for all of the support and there will be more to come.

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