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MORE stories of Moms and Aunts...a new thread for 2022.
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luvgirlsfeet
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That was an amazing story. I enjoyed every line of it thank you
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Wow, what a great story!
Reminds me of my mom and how she was tickled at parties my parents used to have.
Reminds me of my mom and how she was tickled at parties my parents used to have.
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This has always been a favorite story of mine because it rings so close to home for me since my fetishes for tickling, feet and nylons go back to my very early years.
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Fabulous story! 
I must have missed it twenty years ago. 😀
I must have missed it twenty years ago. 😀
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Agreed! It’s one of THE Hottest stories around!!
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Can you show us her bare feet
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Agreed. Certainly when I was growing up in the 1980s, tights were more commonplace than they are now, and as such there was far more exposure to them. As it was mainly mature women who wore them, this lead to my fascination with mature female nylon feet at a very young age. As puberty and hormones set it began to translate to girls my own age too, but if their mothers also happened to be in stocking feet then I’d be just as interested in their feet as I was the daughter’s!
As for the barefoot part of the Aunt Sarah story, as far as I know there was never a follow up written. If so, I’ve never seen it in over twenty years of reading tickling stories online. Sorry!
Cheers, everybody,
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I have an "Aunt Story" that just popped up, but it is so hard to follow "Aunt Sarah"....but here's a true little tale.
When I was about 11-years-old (and already knew that stockinged female feet were a huge influence on me), I had my best, most memorable "sleepy tickle" experience. The adults on my mom's side of the family gathered one evening to pose for a family portrait. They all met at our house, and off they went to the photo studio. I was left home alone with my babysitter for the night, Jan. "Aunt Jan" was dating my uncle at the time, and later became his wife.
Aunt Jan had an admin job of some kind, and was dressed in a business top/skirt/heels outfit. And pantyhose. Nude pantyhose. She was about 5'6", slender build, Italian black hair. She resembled the actress Illeana Douglas (I put that in because someone always asks 😉)
I took my customary seat on the floor, my back leaning against the sofa. Aunt Jan sat on the sofa. Before long she had kicked off her heels, curled up on the sofa with an afgan...turning her back to me...and went right to sleep. When I turned to the left, her nyloned size 7 soles were staring right at me, uncovered by the afgan. She was softly snoring, so I knew she was asleep.
Her feet consumed my focus. It took me a lonnng while to work up the balls, but I decided I could get away with a slight tickle, and pretend I was trying to cover her feet with the blanket. I ran my finger right up the center of her right arch. She quickly kicked her foot away, flexed her toes, and then put her feet back right where they were. The rest of her did not stir. Bingo. I waited a bit, and did it again. And again. One foot, and then the other, always taking my time in between in the hope of not waking her. After 7-8 times, she rolled over, her feet now back against the sofa....but she never woke. I knew that for a fact as when the family came back, they woke her up, and she jokingly admitted that she was asleep the whole time. When my mom asked her if I was "good" for her, she turned to me and asked "were you?".
I just smiled...
When I was about 11-years-old (and already knew that stockinged female feet were a huge influence on me), I had my best, most memorable "sleepy tickle" experience. The adults on my mom's side of the family gathered one evening to pose for a family portrait. They all met at our house, and off they went to the photo studio. I was left home alone with my babysitter for the night, Jan. "Aunt Jan" was dating my uncle at the time, and later became his wife.
Aunt Jan had an admin job of some kind, and was dressed in a business top/skirt/heels outfit. And pantyhose. Nude pantyhose. She was about 5'6", slender build, Italian black hair. She resembled the actress Illeana Douglas (I put that in because someone always asks 😉)
I took my customary seat on the floor, my back leaning against the sofa. Aunt Jan sat on the sofa. Before long she had kicked off her heels, curled up on the sofa with an afgan...turning her back to me...and went right to sleep. When I turned to the left, her nyloned size 7 soles were staring right at me, uncovered by the afgan. She was softly snoring, so I knew she was asleep.
Her feet consumed my focus. It took me a lonnng while to work up the balls, but I decided I could get away with a slight tickle, and pretend I was trying to cover her feet with the blanket. I ran my finger right up the center of her right arch. She quickly kicked her foot away, flexed her toes, and then put her feet back right where they were. The rest of her did not stir. Bingo. I waited a bit, and did it again. And again. One foot, and then the other, always taking my time in between in the hope of not waking her. After 7-8 times, she rolled over, her feet now back against the sofa....but she never woke. I knew that for a fact as when the family came back, they woke her up, and she jokingly admitted that she was asleep the whole time. When my mom asked her if I was "good" for her, she turned to me and asked "were you?".
I just smiled...
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Great story, NickJ! Thanks for sharing your experience here. 😀
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 😀Jack Sanfini
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Another great story Nick, how old was Aunt Jan and how many years ago was this.
great story Nick, i was blessed with a cool aunt and as a kid took me a long time to get up the nerve to tickle my aunts feet , she wasnt a stocking wearer she was a barefooter kind of like a country lady and always in barefeet or flip flops
Thanks for the kind words, boys. A little about me...my father left my mother when I was a toddler. My mother raised me by herself, but with a ton of help from her parents, three sisters, and three brothers. My mom and her sisters were off the charts ticklish. This is back in the day when women wore nylons almost all the time.
My aunts and uncles all had girlfriends coming in and out of my life...stockinged girlfriends. So, yes, that's my extended family.
Also...I dated a girl in my early-mid 20s who had extremely ticklish feet, as did her mom, her sister, her aunt, and her cousin. I sometimes wonder why I didn't marry into that wonderful family.
Jack...you are so greedy for info. I love it! I dug deep to come up with an actress that my Aunt Jan looked like...but you want more. I'm thinking she was early 30's at the time. And it happened at the turn of the century. Not this century...the last one!!! Haha. I'm old.
And to JohnJ, Smash, Milagros, and the rest of you who have contributed such great stuff on here: you inspire me to dig deep into my memory banks and find a story that you might want to hear put into words. Keep up the great job, all of you!
My aunts and uncles all had girlfriends coming in and out of my life...stockinged girlfriends. So, yes, that's my extended family.
Also...I dated a girl in my early-mid 20s who had extremely ticklish feet, as did her mom, her sister, her aunt, and her cousin. I sometimes wonder why I didn't marry into that wonderful family.
Jack...you are so greedy for info. I love it! I dug deep to come up with an actress that my Aunt Jan looked like...but you want more. I'm thinking she was early 30's at the time. And it happened at the turn of the century. Not this century...the last one!!! Haha. I'm old.
And to JohnJ, Smash, Milagros, and the rest of you who have contributed such great stuff on here: you inspire me to dig deep into my memory banks and find a story that you might want to hear put into words. Keep up the great job, all of you!
with me , i was an only child raised by a single mom who worked at the time so quite often i was babysat by a relative either they would come over our house or i would go over theirs. Most of the time it was my aunt who was divorced but with no kids so she kind of treated me like her own and she was cool ( same lady i mentioned above ) She kind of looked like that fitness instructor that used to be on tv austin something except she had shorter hair and was just a bit heavier
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She sounds like fun, MrHyde. Did you tickle her often?
I think I know the answer to this, but can we share stories of women who were mothers/aunts in general and not necessarily connected to us? I can add several more stories - albeit some very brief ones! - if so!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
I think I know the answer to this, but can we share stories of women who were mothers/aunts in general and not necessarily connected to us? I can add several more stories - albeit some very brief ones! - if so!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
smash ,yes , but first time it took so long to wait for the right time and i didnt even know if she was even ticklish , they were mostly sneak tickles every once in a while, then eventually when when she caught on i gave a bs line either i like to make you laugh or your laugh cheers me up . I would only do these either when she babysat me or on outing careful not to let anyone see me do it never in public or family gatherings , of course back then i never knew it was a fetish lol and the tickling was always the feet . There were a few times she would actually let me her attitude was it was harmless and i was just being a silly kid
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I guess I have a short story that sort here. When I was young, maybe around 10 or 12, I was over at my uncles house watching football next to my aunt. Now technically this was a step aunt and not even that. More like girlfriend. Well anyway. As we were watching, I noticed there was a pillow leaned against the couch between us. And behind that pillow just so happened to be my step aunts feet. Maybe she'd been warming them. But bold as I was at that age, I reached under the pillow and just, gently started stroking her soles. I must've been super confident that day. Because the strokes were consistent. I felt as much of her soles as I could. I don't think she was too ticklish though. Although her toes were wiggling I wasn't getting much of a reaction elsewhere. Maybe she was just really focused. At least I thought. She quickly cocked her head over to me with a big ol silly grin on her face. Thinking I was fast enough, I pulled my hand back. And then she playfully asked me "Are you ticklin' mah feet?". She said this loudly and I embarrassedly shook head. Of course i was though, she saw me pull my hand away. Honestly, I bet my face was BRIGHT red. Because she said it in the sweetest southern drawl. Good memory.
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Smolly_Smoltz, that is a great story! Thanks for sharing your experience here. 😀
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 😀Thanks for sharing, Smolly.
I was doing some digging on here for another ticklish mother story, and found one of my aunt stories that I have no recollection of at all!
It’s from 2006, when my aunt was visiting my parents. I went to see them while she was down and, after waiting for some time alone, made a move. My parents were both out of the room, so I got on my knees, smiled at her, and began tickling the balls of her socked feet. She smiled her knowing smile, and flexed her feet back to allow me access to her soles. I then said to her that every time we were alone, I was going to tickle her....which I did!
A few days later I crept up behind her in the kitchen and tickled her sides, but to no avail. However, I then moved up to her armpits and really dug in, making her giggle and squirm hysterically! I had no idea she was ticklish there, as she's always denied it!
On another occasion I got her socked feet once again, but as I went moved up to tickle her armpits she said 'No, no armpits, I'll turn hysterical!’.
With hindsight, I realise now I missed out a lot of UB opportunities tickling my aunt. I certainly can’t complain about my encounters with her, but maybe I could have had more!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
I was doing some digging on here for another ticklish mother story, and found one of my aunt stories that I have no recollection of at all!
It’s from 2006, when my aunt was visiting my parents. I went to see them while she was down and, after waiting for some time alone, made a move. My parents were both out of the room, so I got on my knees, smiled at her, and began tickling the balls of her socked feet. She smiled her knowing smile, and flexed her feet back to allow me access to her soles. I then said to her that every time we were alone, I was going to tickle her....which I did!
A few days later I crept up behind her in the kitchen and tickled her sides, but to no avail. However, I then moved up to her armpits and really dug in, making her giggle and squirm hysterically! I had no idea she was ticklish there, as she's always denied it!
On another occasion I got her socked feet once again, but as I went moved up to tickle her armpits she said 'No, no armpits, I'll turn hysterical!’.
With hindsight, I realise now I missed out a lot of UB opportunities tickling my aunt. I certainly can’t complain about my encounters with her, but maybe I could have had more!
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
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What a wonderful aunt!
This is a story about a family friend called Chris, who has a son a mother so I hope it counts! It was the early 2000s, and she’d come on holiday to Spain with myself, my mum, aunt, uncle and cousin. Although the aunt is the aunt of previous stories she’s not really involved much here!
Chris would have been late forties to early fifties at the time, and looked a bit like a British actress called Belinda Lang. She was good company and had a playful, flirty personality. My mum had known Chris a few years at this point, and she’d often come over for parties or drinks. I’d seen her tickle the odd person here and there, and with hindsight I wonder if she was into tickling at all.
One day during the holiday, the three women began talking about foot care. I certainly wasn’t interested in hearing my mother talk about it, and hoped my aunt wouldn’t make a scene of the times I’d tickled her feet. However, she did just that, saying how I was ‘a very good foot rubber, much to my awkwardness! This prompted Chris to say that her son always used to tickle her feet, thinking he was annoying her, but how she actually always used to enjoy it! After hearing that made up my mind to tickle her if I got the chance, just to see if it was true!
Later that night after coming back from dinner So, later that night my mum and aunt went into the kitchen, leaving myself and Chris alone. She sat down next to me, and, very unexpectedly, placed her bare foot on my knee! Surely she didn’t know I liked tickling, or did she just remember what my aunt had said? Oh, what to do…?
There was of course only one thing to do. I reached out and tickled her bare sole, causing her to shriek softly and giggle, pulling her foot back. Even before she’d finished laughing she placed it back again, so this time I tickled longer and harder, enjoying her happy laughter and foot wriggling as I tickled up and down her sole. It was only briefly in case I got caught, but the her giddy laughter and lack of protest made me think she didn’t mind the tickling too much. Later that night it was just the two of us, and she put her foot up again….surely she was doing it on purpose now? I didn’t even hesitate and tickled her sole once more, with even more intent this time! I held onto her ankle tightly so she couldn’t escape, and carried on running my fingers along her bare sole as she fell back into the chair laughing, but I stopped in case I woke everyone up.
Oddly, despite her and my mum being friends for years after this I never tickled her again. I was in the beginnings of exploring the online world of my tickle fetish at this point (I was mid 20s but had only just got online regularly!), and knowing what I know about the fetish now she may have also had an appreciation for it. Not sexually, necessarily, but just in terms of an uplifting and positive experience. A missed opportunity? Quite possibly.
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
Chris would have been late forties to early fifties at the time, and looked a bit like a British actress called Belinda Lang. She was good company and had a playful, flirty personality. My mum had known Chris a few years at this point, and she’d often come over for parties or drinks. I’d seen her tickle the odd person here and there, and with hindsight I wonder if she was into tickling at all.
One day during the holiday, the three women began talking about foot care. I certainly wasn’t interested in hearing my mother talk about it, and hoped my aunt wouldn’t make a scene of the times I’d tickled her feet. However, she did just that, saying how I was ‘a very good foot rubber, much to my awkwardness! This prompted Chris to say that her son always used to tickle her feet, thinking he was annoying her, but how she actually always used to enjoy it! After hearing that made up my mind to tickle her if I got the chance, just to see if it was true!
Later that night after coming back from dinner So, later that night my mum and aunt went into the kitchen, leaving myself and Chris alone. She sat down next to me, and, very unexpectedly, placed her bare foot on my knee! Surely she didn’t know I liked tickling, or did she just remember what my aunt had said? Oh, what to do…?
There was of course only one thing to do. I reached out and tickled her bare sole, causing her to shriek softly and giggle, pulling her foot back. Even before she’d finished laughing she placed it back again, so this time I tickled longer and harder, enjoying her happy laughter and foot wriggling as I tickled up and down her sole. It was only briefly in case I got caught, but the her giddy laughter and lack of protest made me think she didn’t mind the tickling too much. Later that night it was just the two of us, and she put her foot up again….surely she was doing it on purpose now? I didn’t even hesitate and tickled her sole once more, with even more intent this time! I held onto her ankle tightly so she couldn’t escape, and carried on running my fingers along her bare sole as she fell back into the chair laughing, but I stopped in case I woke everyone up.
Oddly, despite her and my mum being friends for years after this I never tickled her again. I was in the beginnings of exploring the online world of my tickle fetish at this point (I was mid 20s but had only just got online regularly!), and knowing what I know about the fetish now she may have also had an appreciation for it. Not sexually, necessarily, but just in terms of an uplifting and positive experience. A missed opportunity? Quite possibly.
Cheers, everybody,
SmashTV
