{MD/lg}
Shh…
Hush, my darling…
You need to stay quiet.
I know my fingers are ticklish, but you can't make a sound.
Just relax… let my gentle touch soothe you…
I'll take such good care of you, baby.
Hmmm, good girl…
Shift and stir, but not a sound…
Yes, darling, it's okay if you squirm.
Is it hard to keep still?
I would imagine so…
With my fingers tickling your ribs like that.
But you're so sweet, baby, I promise.
Tied and defenseless,
Dancing under my tickly fingers.
Na uh uh- quiet, remember? Keep that mouth shut.
Doesn't matter if my fingers are moving to the side,
Doesn't matter if they're climbing higher…
It doesn't matter if you can't stand it, baby,
Not one giggle is allowed out of your beautiful lips.
Oh, baby, I know…
I know…
It's almost unbearable, stroking so close to your poor little armpit.
I hear you, baby,
Shh…
Yes… just like that… squirm for me…
That's it, darling…
Tickle… tickle…
I've got you… I've got you right here…
Oh, is it getting worse?
Did my fingers find a new weak spot?
Oh, baby, look at you…
You are practically crumbling,
Bursting at the seams.
Hmm… my sweet darling…
Are you ready for some scratches?
No?
Well, they're coming anyway…
Just small… tiny ones… like this…
Oh-! Hnhn baby… you need to be quiet ~
I know my nails are a weakness, teasing your armpit like this, but you mustn't make a sound.
Not even when I scratch… right… here…
Ohhhh poor baby…
Is mommy being mean?
Tickling like that at the center of your armpit…
And you can't even tug your arm down!
Truly helpless…
My poor treasure.
Does it tickle?
Does it still tickle?
Maybe if I stay on this marvelous spot, my ticklish munchkin will get used to it?
Hm?
Ohoho baby, I really do love having you this desperate.
And you're doing so well at keeping your laughter in!
That means I can continue all the more…
Yyyyyes yes yes,
Right here,
This tiny little weak spot,
On my impossibly ticklish girl.
Tickle tickle tickle ~
A- tickle tickle tickle~
Hnhnhn
My trapped little tickle toy,
Your armpits are endlessly sensitive.
Should I stay on this spot forever?
On this awfully ticklish spot?
Dancing my nails all over it?
Oh, baby, your face is red…
However will you make it stop?
The tickling is just so tickly, isn't it?
What if I also touch you here, between your legs…
Oh! So wet,
My my…
Darling…
I would ask you to explain yourself, but you don't seem to be able to focus while my finger is still teasing your helpless pit,
Just circling around,
Passing through the middle,
Tapping all over this smooth skin you prepared for me.
Does this help, baby?
Does it help to also have me sifting through your sticky folds?...
Seeking out your cute little clit?
Dipping in to tickle your g-spot?
Oh, it is so very ticklish, isn't it?
Really makes you burst… when the pads of my fingers flutter against it like this…
And combined with the tingles from your armpit, no less.
You are done for, sweety, aren't you?
I can see it on your pretty face.
In your jerky squirms.
Mommy isn't mad, baby, don't worry,
I know how sensitive your skin is,
How responsive your adorable clit is.
Just hold on a bit longer for me, alright, darling?
Can you do that?
Just keep quiet,
Struggle against my skilled fingers in silence,
And let me tickle you.
Let me tickle you.