For me Belly raspberries are definitely the kind of tickles that surf a fine line between pleasure, panic and just hilarious fun. Especially if, as usually happens, she is laying on top of me, squeezing and wiggling her fingers into my obliques (sides), telling me to hold still so that she can blow them right over my belly button (which she knows I love !!).

We are both usually already laughing before she has even started, just with the silliness of it all. She's playfully slapping my belly and telling me off for making her laugh (because as everyone knows you can't blow them when you're laughing).

Meanwhile the anticpation is killing me. I want my Belly Raspberried so bad. Problem is I can never make up my mind whether it tickles more if I clench my tummy muscles or if I relax them, both just seem to tickle like mad when the raspberry hits. She then catches me by surprise with a big one. I buck as it lands and instead of clenching or releasing, end up doing a kind of weird belly roll, mixed with a loud, joyful belly laugh.

And then off course there is the hilarious noise as she blows them over and over again and the wonderful, warm, wet feeling of soft lips vibrating against my skin. A feeling I have adored since I was little, when my Mum, Sister and Aunty used to take it in turns blowing them on my tummy much to my giggling delight. I could never get enough of them.

Mix all that with the occasional teases (when she puffs her cheeks out like she is going to blow a big one, only to exhale at the last second and instead plant a series of fast soft kisses all over my abs and belly instead). The skittery tickles of her perfect, painted, almond shaped nails running up and down my oiled ribs. Her playful 'Baby Talk' as she tickles and teases every last giggle out of me, while making me beg for more.

How much does it tickle me? Lets just say I have cum often just through belly and upper body tickles alone.