A term used by someone who is sarcastically satisfied with the work he or she has done. Often used when he or she is performing a task that is not a desired one.
Larry: I'm satisfied with it if you are.
Raybine: It sure tickles the hell out of me, let's go home.
Raybine: It sure tickles the hell out of me, let's go home.
by PimpdaddyEsh June 11, 2018
Get the tickles the hell out of memug. Used to be tattoo sleeves meant you were a tough guy. Now it usually means you're a little tickle biscuit.
by 14sharibaby August 23, 2011
Get the tickle biscuitmug. by That beeyotch January 12, 2021
Get the Tickle Bitemug. by I Have Toes September 24, 2025
Get the Tickle me pinkmug. National Tickling Week is an entire week in which you tickle your MOST ticklish, single , friend for 2-10 minutes a day straight. This person you choose to tickle you must tell them they cannot get mad or you will do it again.
by That person who says stuff...: December 23, 2019
Get the National Tickling Weekmug. John: dude I totally did a holyloola tickle at church yesterday.
Tom: I usually do that with the preacher fr fr.
Tom: I usually do that with the preacher fr fr.
by Ass,tickler,and,muncher,403 April 19, 2024
Get the holyloola ticklemug. When a girl tickles your cock
This sorority girl led me to her basement, where she had a leather padded bondage table waiting for me. She strapped me, naked, into the four attached leather cuffs, placing my hands above my head and spreading my shackled feet at the foot of the table.
She began lightly tickling my cock and balls with her fingers. She slowly dragged her nails along my balls and shaft. She pulled out a riding crop that had a silk cloth attached to the end of it and began tickling my cock with it. She was activating nerves and pleasure centers that I didn't even know existed.
For several minutes, she continued teasing me with the soft silk cloth driving me crazy as it rubbed up and down and tickled my erection. The soft, smooth silk felt sooooo good on my cock. I was twitching and writhing against my restraints. I was about to have the best orgasm of my life... but then she stopped and tossed the riding crop to the ground!
I bucked and writhed in agony.
"Ohhhh, babe... why'd you stop?"
She giggled. "Because I was never planning on letting you cum."
"What, why?!"
She climbed on top of me and straddled my abdomen, but avoided touching my cock. She placed her hands on my chest and looked down at me, looking amazing in her skin-tight tank top and spandex yoga pants.
"Because it turns me on soooo much! Big, strong guy like you, and you're completely at my mercy... begging for mercy... that power dynamic is soooo sexy!"
This sorority girl led me to her basement, where she had a leather padded bondage table waiting for me. She strapped me, naked, into the four attached leather cuffs, placing my hands above my head and spreading my shackled feet at the foot of the table.
She began lightly tickling my cock and balls with her fingers. She slowly dragged her nails along my balls and shaft. She pulled out a riding crop that had a silk cloth attached to the end of it and began tickling my cock with it. She was activating nerves and pleasure centers that I didn't even know existed.
For several minutes, she continued teasing me with the soft silk cloth driving me crazy as it rubbed up and down and tickled my erection. The soft, smooth silk felt sooooo good on my cock. I was twitching and writhing against my restraints. I was about to have the best orgasm of my life... but then she stopped and tossed the riding crop to the ground!
I bucked and writhed in agony.
"Ohhhh, babe... why'd you stop?"
She giggled. "Because I was never planning on letting you cum."
"What, why?!"
She climbed on top of me and straddled my abdomen, but avoided touching my cock. She placed her hands on my chest and looked down at me, looking amazing in her skin-tight tank top and spandex yoga pants.
"Because it turns me on soooo much! Big, strong guy like you, and you're completely at my mercy... begging for mercy... that power dynamic is soooo sexy!"
I thrust my hips upwards, desperately trying to rub my cock against something and reach orgasm, but it was no use.
"You know that's not going to work, right?" she rolled her eyes and giggled "Sorry, buddy boy, you're not cumming unless I let you. And you're not going anywhere. In fact, I'm not coming back for you until tomorrow morning!"
"No!"
"That's right! I want you to have the worst case of blue balls you've ever had in your life. If I let you go right now, you'd just jerk yourself off, and that defeats the whole point. Heck, I've got you so horny right now, you might just tackle me to the ground and start dry humping me. "
She slid off of me. I moaned as my cock and balls were aching in agony from being denied the orgasm I craved so badly.
"Awww, does it hurt? Was I too much for you to handle?" She said mockingly. "I'm sorry, sweetie." She patted my chest "Who knows, maybe you'll get lucky when I come back for you in the morning, and I'll let you cum then."
"Or..." she shrugged her shoulders "Maybe I won't, and I'll just keep torturing you with tickle jobs. You just better hope I'm in a good mood... Ohhhh, I just love being in complete control!"
She smirked at my shocked expression before turning around and walking towards the stairs. "Good night, cutie!"
"Wait! Wait!" I cried out
"Sorry hun. Hope you enjoy your blue balls!"
She winked and waved at me, walked up the stairs, closed the door, and left me with the worst case of blue balls imaginable.
"You know that's not going to work, right?" she rolled her eyes and giggled "Sorry, buddy boy, you're not cumming unless I let you. And you're not going anywhere. In fact, I'm not coming back for you until tomorrow morning!"
"No!"
"That's right! I want you to have the worst case of blue balls you've ever had in your life. If I let you go right now, you'd just jerk yourself off, and that defeats the whole point. Heck, I've got you so horny right now, you might just tackle me to the ground and start dry humping me. "
She slid off of me. I moaned as my cock and balls were aching in agony from being denied the orgasm I craved so badly.
"Awww, does it hurt? Was I too much for you to handle?" She said mockingly. "I'm sorry, sweetie." She patted my chest "Who knows, maybe you'll get lucky when I come back for you in the morning, and I'll let you cum then."
"Or..." she shrugged her shoulders "Maybe I won't, and I'll just keep torturing you with tickle jobs. You just better hope I'm in a good mood... Ohhhh, I just love being in complete control!"
She smirked at my shocked expression before turning around and walking towards the stairs. "Good night, cutie!"
"Wait! Wait!" I cried out
"Sorry hun. Hope you enjoy your blue balls!"
She winked and waved at me, walked up the stairs, closed the door, and left me with the worst case of blue balls imaginable.
by GirlsTyingUpGuys June 11, 2024
Get the Tickle Jobmug.