#soft tickles

I've known about this love of mine for as long as I've had thoughts I could string together. And then to discover the community, well...

As most of you know, I lurked for a while. Watching lers tease lees, watching lees get all flustered. And I'd fantasise about being able to do that myself. Being able to fluster a lee, having someone actually want me to tickle them, having someone feel safe enough to ask, to let me explore them, to let me do the thing I've always wanted to be able to do.

And then I made the blog. I didn't for a second think my teases would pick up any attention whatsoever. I never thought I'd be able to actually fluster a lee, to have someone ask me for a tease, to have someone ask me for a session, let alone get one booked.

This is something that's always been on the back of my mind since before I can remember. The different scenarios I've thought about for years and now write about, the different methods I'd use to make someone lose it. I never thought anyone would want that too. And I've been so lucky to tease so many beautiful lees over the past few months. I can't believe the teases work. I can't believe I'm gonna get to tickle some absolutely adorable boys soon, boys who want it as much as I do which is still wild to me.

I've got the softest ler mood ever...

I want to be just laying next to a lee and tickling them ever so gently, nails brushing so lightly against their sensitive skin. Not enough to make them hysterical, not enough to make them fight... just enough to get them all twitchy and giddy, gasping and giggling as I praise and soothe them with my words. Making them more flustered than they've ever been, all blushy and shy for me.

"Aww, darling, you're so pretty for me when you squirm. Does it tickle? Yeah? So ticklish, I'm barely even touching you! I know darling, you're just so flustered aren't you? Do you want to hold my hand? How about you come here and bury that blushy face into my shoulder while I give you all these sweet tickles and attention. I've got you sweetheart. So good for me, does it feel nice? That's it darling, melt for me. I've got you. I'll look after you."

In the mood to be at the sea with my lee. Them shyly taking off their clothes so they're just in their bathing suit, glancing over and catching my eye just trailing across their tickle spots, a smirk on my lips.

Them asking me to apply their suncream, flushing a little as they know they're sealing their fate. My hands gently rubbing it into their skin, "accidentally" tracing my nails across sensitive spots so they jump and twitch. "Jumpy, aren't we darling... I wonder why that is?" I'd tease, smiling fondly at them as they start to squirm.

I'd lay with them, sunbathing. Telling them how pretty they looked, praising their confidence at letting the sun kiss their skin. I'd touch them, lightly tracing my fingers over them, a gesture most people would interpret as one of affection rather than a ticklish tease. I'd whisper praises in their ear as they fought off giggles, hold them closer when they become embarrassed.

We'd go and cool off in the sea. My fingers tickling them under the water where nobody else can see. Playful splashing and shoving broken up by sweet tickles, the mischievous sparkle in their eyes enhanced by the light of the sun and the reflections on the water.

We'd get out, and I'd dry them off, playfully scolding them for squirming so much as I tickle them over their towel. I'd brush the sand off their feet, holding them still to carefully scrape the sand out from between scrunched up toes. I'd tease them for how tickly they are. "I'm only trying to help you, darling. Let's get this sand off, listen to those giggles... so sensitive aren't we?"

If it was quiet, I'd maybe stretch them out on their beach towel. Playfully pin them and give them a proper tickle, hearing their laughter like music in the open air, with the sounds of the sea in the background. I'd reapply that suncream, and cuddle them some more. Warm skin. Damp hair. Peace.

Let me take care of you, hey. Let me hold you. Let me make the world melt away, and make you melt into my arms.

I want to make your head spin. I want to turn that brain of yours off with teases alone, building up that anticipation until you're all shaky and craving my touch.

I want to make you blush. I want to make you feel so confident in that pretty body that you feel so safe having it all exposed. I want to hover my nails over your skin and watch your eyes go wide. I want to make you flustered, I want to see you shudder and hear your breath catch in your throat. I want to make you whimper, not from fear, darling, no. From desperation. Desperate to have my hands and nails exploring you. I want to hear you ask. Use your words for me, give me permission to begin.

I want to touch you. I want to tickle you. Lightly, gently, relentlessly. I want to a make you hyper aware of every nerve in that sensitive body. I want to see your body flinch and quiver under my touch. I want to see you lose control. I want to make you dizzy with sensation, until you've lost all inhibitions and just let those pretty sounds out for me. No thoughts, just feel.

I want to take my time exploring you. I want to coax out every little reaction you can make. Every squeak, every squeal, every giggle. I want to set them free while I gently take you apart with my hands. I want to watch you squirm, watch you writhe under me, and I want to praise you for it. For being so sensitive, for taking it so well, for submitting to my tickles so beautifully.

I want to tease you. Gently. Lovingly. To ask if it tickles, to point out how pretty those tickle spots are, to remind you how adorable you are when you're laughing. I want to point out how much you're enjoying it and watch your pretty face grow even more red as I praise you. Tell you how good you're being for me.

I want to take you apart, so gently, so kindly, my soft and unrelenting touch driving you wild as you lay helpless beneath me. I want to stroke your hair as I tickle you, hold your hand, rub your back, kiss your forehead. Remind you that you're as safe and adored as you are ticklish. I want to make you whine. I want to make you unsure whether to squirm away or cuddle closer, but inevitably decide that you're right where you want to be.

I want to make you come undone. I want to make you so overwhelmed with ticklish pleasure and care that you simply melt. I want to make you scream, I want to make you gasp, perhaps even make you moan. I want to tickle you to the brink of exhaustion, then gently slow. I want to ask if you're okay. To have you nod sweetly, knowing that, although I'd take you to your limit, I'd never push past it.

Then I want to put you back together, as gently as you came apart. I want to hold you, massage those phantom tickles away. I want to make you look at me, use your words again to tell me you're okay. I want to cuddle you, feel your breathing calm and your heart rate return to normal. I want to dote on you, make you feel safe and cared for. Make you food, run you a bath, watch your favourite show with you, cuddle you, whatever it takes to bring you back to earth.

Come here, darling. You've had a long day, I bet those feet will be sore. Soak them in this nice warm water for me, that's it. It'll soothe them nicely. We'll just cuddle and watch a show for a bit 😘

There we go, they've had a nice little soak, pass me them here and I'll give them a dry and a nice massage. They're so soft! Especially after being in that water for a bit. Let's get some oil on there, shall we, help make this massage all nice and smooth.

Whats the matter, darling, you're a little jumpy? Are you okay? Yeah? Okay, you just let me know if they're feeling too sore for this, hmm? I'll just give them a gentle rub, one hand on each foot, up and down. Those toes are very scrunched up and tense, sweetheart, we'll sort that out for you I'm sure.

Right, I'm going to focus on this foot first, just rub some gentle circles - oh... you're pulling away, sweetheart, are you sure it's not sore? Promise? Okay, we'll try again. I'll be even more gentle this time, nice and light, barely there touch, wouldn't want to hurt you now -

Ah. I think I might know what's going on... was that a giggle? Yeah? Is it tickly, darling? No need to look all embarrassed, most people have ticklish feet! Besides, I think it's cute. I'll add more pressure then. Oh, you... you don't want me to? Do you... like that it's tickly? No, sweetheart, that's not weird at all, it's the cutest thing I've ever heard! You'd like me to tickle these pretty feet then? Calling them that makes you flustered, that's the point! There's only one thing cuter than someone being ticklish, and that's someone being all flustered about being ticklish. Even better when they like it...

Okay, okay, now you're all red and blushy, let's get tickling, hmm? Just rake my nails down this pretty foot, look at those toes scrunching for me! You've gotta sit still if you want the tickles darling, and this foot is very wriggly. I'm barely touching you and your whole leg is shaking, this is adorable! Stroking nails, all the way from these ticky toes right down to the heels. Look at you, biting your lip. You can let your giggles out, sweetheart, I'd love to hear them! No? You're too shy? Well, I'm just gonna have to tickle them out, aren't I?

What if I held these toes back, hmm? So you can't scrunch them up and get away? So my nails can just slowly, lightly spider down this helpless stretched out sole? Aww there we go, someone's got the giggles! Such pretty giggles too, I've no idea what we were so shy for! Tickle tickle tickle, all around this foot. This arch is very sensitive, isn't it, you're trying so hard to scrunch those toes? Aww, I know my darling, it tickles so much! You're being so good for me, aren't you? That's it, grab that pillow. It won't make it tickle any less mind!

Lets check under these toes, hey? Fast, light spiders dancing under the toes... oh I think I'm gonna have to sit on these legs and pin them down, you're just too squirmy! I can see that you like it, don't worry, you're just too ticklish to take it, aren't you? There we go, all stuck and helpless for me, that's better. What if I used one finger to just gently scratch underneath each toe in turn? Listen to those squeals, that must be a very effective technique! And if I just gently trace my nail between these toes... I know, it feels so vulnerable and sensitive doesn't it? That's it, tickle tickle, you're taking it so well for me.

Here, darling, grab a drink for me. Take a couple deep breaths before we try this other foot. You okay, still having fun? Perfect. You look so pretty when you're all red and breathless. You're ready? Okay darling, let's see this other foot.

Aww, is this one worse? I think so... maybe because it knows what's coming, hey? It knows we're gonna start with these light, gentle strokes and it's only gonna get more ticklish from there... you're shaking already sweetheart, so responsive for me. You're taking your tickles so well. Round and round this cute foot, you can't wriggle away darling, I know it's so tickly!

Then what happens next? That's right, I have to peel these toes back again, gentle scratching up and down. You've got the cutest laughter in the world, you know? And such ticklish feet! Even the sides of these feet are ticklish... must be that soft skin. We'll have a little tickle under these toes again, shall we? One at a time, wouldn't want any of these poor toes to feel left out, would we? Aww darling, let it out for me! I've got you, let it tickle. So good for me. We'll just have a little tickle between these toes again, hey? Let me in, darling. Does it tickle too much? You can do it, sweetheart, there we go. You're so good for me!

Lets finish with giving them both some attention, hmm? I'm gonna just scribble my nails over them as fast as I can, you let me know when you're tapping out. Ready? You look nervous darling... ohhh, someone's in trouble!

Awww, listen to those reactions! Scribbling nails on these pretty feet are enough to just make you hysterical, aren't they? All this thrashing around, you must have the most tickly feet ever! Okay, darling, you're ready to stop. No more, it's done. It's okay, I've got you. Let me rub these phantom tickles away, that's it. Breathe for me. Deep breaths.

It had been a long day. A very long day, for the both of us. We'd gotten in, changed into pjs, and has cuddled up on the sofa almost immediately.

You'd lay against me, your body kind of stretched out along the sofa, your head on my shoulder. My fingers gently caressed your hair, and, unbeknownst to me, you'd fallen asleep around half an hour into the film.

"What should we do for food?" I'd asked quietly. No reply. Confused, I took your face in my hands and looked at you, noticing you were peacefully asleep. I didn't have the heart to wake you, just cuddling you back into me. Looks like we were ordering in.

I picked up my phone, placing an order from our favourite takeaway. It had been one of those days after all. I held you while you slept, rubbing gentle circles on your back. You're adorable when you're all snuggled into me, peaceful and sweet, like I'm the safest place in the world.

I checked my phone. The order would arrive in 10 minutes. Sighing, I realised I had to wake you. You'd barely eaten after all, I couldn't just let you sleep the clock around with no food. But I'd have to wake you in a way that would actually wake you up, so you wouldn't just roll over and go straight back to sleep.

I knew what to do. I'd have to tickle you.

Slowly, gently, I snuck my nails up your shirt, brushing them against your side. Even in sleep, you reacted beautifully, muscles tensing a little beneath my touch... so sensitive. I began to spider those nails, tickle tickling against that hip and lower side. You squirmed a little, before settling back into me.

I crept my fingers higher, lightly scribbling the lower ribs. You giggled in your sleep. Actually giggled! But still, you didn't wake up, you stubborn little thing. My tickling didn't relent, and eventually you moved your arm, blocking me.

Right. That was it. I was gonna have to hold you down. Carefully, I tucked one of your arms behind me, holding it in place. Then I held your other arm above your head. I could, of course, just wake you. But this was a lot more fun.

I lifted your shirt, as I'd done so many times before. This shouldn't take long. My nails made contact with your tummy, and you sucked it in, just like always. I kept tickling, round and round, a sleepy smile creeping onto your face as my fingers swept across every spot.

You giggled, squirming a little in my arms as you started to emerge from sleep. "Hey, sweetheart. That's it, wake up for me," I soothed, my tickling fingers coaxing some beautiful bubbly giggles from you, "I'm just gonna keep tickling this pretty tummy until you're all awake." I gently teased, dipping a finger into your bellybutton and making you squeak.

My tickling continued, your laughter getting louder as you pried your eyes open, immediately getting flustered at me smiling fondly down at you. "Aww, does it tickle, darling? So ticklish I can tickle you awake, hmm? This pretty tummy is so responsive for me." I teased, making you blush and hide your face by cuddling into me even more.

"Ah, ah, ah. No hiding, you'll only fall asleep again." I smiled, tickling a little faster now you'd woken up, making you writhe in my hold and kick those pretty feet. I glanced at my phone. 2 minutes away.

"There we go, nice and awake. So good for me, darling." I praised, slowing the tickling and letting go of your hand, which you immediately used to grab mine. You shot me a grumpy look, huffing slightly. I asked whether you were cross that I'd woken you up, or stopped tickling. The grumpiness melted away as you flushed red, admitting a quiet "both".

"Well, we've got your favourite takeaway arriving in a minute. I couldn't let you just go to sleep on an empty stomach, darling, not after the day we've had." I explained, making you reach in for a hug.