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missamyrisa2 · 5 months

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ms. amy, it’s my birthday! i don’t suppose some feathery, ticklish edging on my princely part from you would be a suitable birthday present?? please?? 🥹

"Of course darling darlingggg~ I have such a lovely tickle for birthday boys~ I'm gonna light your candle ooh yesss I am~" My swishy floral dress grazes across your backside as I sit behind you and fluidly tug and toss your shirt aside, chuckling with a knowing attitude. I lean in to further the material sensation and proximity tease, the scent and sensation of my long hair breezing around your upper body ~ the cool stiffness of my thick waistbelt at your lower back when I slip my hands around your chest and midsection, snuggling you to me. "Hmmph ~ birthday blushes huh? Let's get you nice and rosy and bashful and giggly with all this teasing attention~" My nails capture your nipples, thoughtfully playing with them through rapid light strokes while I plant loving kisses on your shoulders.

"Awwe, feel good?" I start cradling your belly and massaging it with drifting tickles from my hand, back and forth while I continue to tease your buttons. "Butttt ~ would be better if..." My hands glide down, pausing to squeeze your hips before undoing your pants and hold them. "Standdd uppp~" I purr, keeping my grip so as you rise your bottoms are slid down. With a playful snicker I gently spank your behind and yank your underwear down too. "Lil spank for the birthday boyyy and I'm gonna make you naked as the day you were born~" I help you out of your discarded clothes and toss them to join your shirt. "There, isn't that better?" I tickle behind your knees and thighs with light pinches, giggling at your every reaction. "Noww~ come to meee~" As you follow my guiding hands down to my lap I hook one arm around your waist and get you right back to the material proximity ~ just as my other hand waves a feather teasingly at you.

"Now ~ this miiight tickle a little~" I follow your reactions, my hand squeezing your side and tracing nails around your tummy while the feather tip begins kissing your prince part's tip. "Tickle tickle....tiiiiickle" I coo softly, just above a whisper in your ear while we watch together your royal part being coaxed out into tickled arousal. "Tiiickleee~ unnnh nice soft featherrrr~" The taunting edge of the feather slides around your tip and under, following the slow swell to tease every bit of newly exposed spots and further the progress. "Kitcheee koooooo~ I know what this feather does to youuuu~" I sing, my lips right at your ear, planting a kissy while I continue to torment your manhood with the lightest of itchy tickles. "Noo nooo~ I know you wanna be naughttyyy but nuuu nuuu~" I wrap my arm around you pinning your arms to your side when you move to touch it, watching with loving awe at how stiff you've gotten. "Awww ~ look at how big you're getting birthday boy ~ all that just from the feather?" I fan the swollen head of your royal rod, letting the feather caress and slide over it, before moving to trace the vein on the underside up and down. "Tiiiiicklesss~ you love your tickles huh? You want moreee? More ticklesss? On your birthday candle?"

I pick up my blush brush, chuckling as I begin to merrily paint your aching royal part up and down while the feather lightly dances along the tip. "Who's the lucky boy?" My lips brush on your nape, my tools edging you along in their dual sensations with soft fluff going up and down your lower length and the feather circling the top. "Who's the lucky birthday boy hmmm?" I work away with my soft tools until you're sufficiently fuzzy, then set them aside and lay you back, fawning over you brushing your hair with my hands as I look down. "Awww poor babyyyy alll worked up from his birthday tickles~~ him soooo desperate for that giggglecum~~"

I smirk, playfully poking down your belly and hip dips before scooting around. My hands grasp yours as I look down and blow a sassy kiss, before moving your hands up, nodding to indicate I want them to stay up ~ or else~. "Noww, don't move preciousss ~ this is gonna be a little ~ intense~" my hand slides behind your princely part letting the length brace on my palm while I lean in, pursing my lips. "mmmmh~ mmmmhmmm~" I hum and lightly start brushing my lips under your tip, giving the lightest of featherlight caresses. Back and forth my lips go, brushing the deathspot, urging you along ~ "Let's light that candle birthday boyyy ~ let it alll out nowwww nice soooft lipsss mmmhh". And when I sense your quivering growing, I start blowing at your tip with a steady teasing contact~ "Ooh there you goooo let's blow out that candleeee~ give it allll to me nowww allll of itttt~" My tongue pokes out as I milk every bit of gigglegasm from quivering cute prince part~ and as you shiver and shakeee my nails start gliding and dancing over your hyper sensitized self whilst I hum you your birthday song ~<3

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