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The Stephenson household was a buzz for Alison’s 30th birthday. She was back in town for her birthday in Arizona after moving to New York after college. It was a warm summer’s day, so it was perfect for a pool party, it beat the cold winters of New York. It had been a while since she was back, her last visit being when her sister, Taylor (25), was graduating college 5 years earlier. Alison had graduated as a biology major from ASU and had gotten herself a career as a high school biology teacher in New York. Taylor on the other hand went to massage school in Phoenix and was beginning her career as a massage therapist with her own business. Their mother, Claire (50), was a heavy influence on both of her daughter’s choices in careers. She herself was an owner of a wedding planning company and was known as a bossy boot of an owner. Their dad, Matt (52), oversaw the barbeque and food preparations. Various aunts, uncles, grandparents, and cousins were hanging out chatting and lounging.
A few hours in and some of the family had left, only Alison, Taylor, Claire, Matt, Aunt Stacy (54), and Uncle Steven (55) were left. Alison and Taylor were lounging at one end of the pool catching up on the last 5 years. Alison in a cute light pink bikini and Taylor in a tight fitting dark blue one piece. Claire was leaning up against the edge of the pool enjoying the sunshine in her orange string bikini. Stacy and Steven were sitting at the patio table chatting with Matt, who was starting to clean up the barbeque area and the food. “Matt honey-dear, my glass is empty do you mind getting me another margarita?” begs Claire. “In a minute love I’m cleaning up the grill” responds Matt. “But I’m thirsty NOW!” barks Claire. Matt just replies with a scolding glare. To break the tension Stacy gets up and claims she is thirsty also and goes in to make them both drinks. Steven turns around and begins talking about sports with Matt. The sisters get an idea and swim up to either side of their mom. “Hi there mommy!” exclaims Alison. “Hello, my beautiful daughters” Claire replies noticing they appear on either side of her. Alison looks happily at her mom and says, “Mom, I know a secret about you but since you were so influential in mine and Taylors choice of career, we’ve decided to give you something.” Taylor wraps her hand around her mom’s shoulders and Alison lifts her mom’s leg up and grasps her foot. Simultaneously the sisters begin massaging their moms’ feet and shoulders sending their mom into pure blissful relaxation. Taylor had given her sister some pointers on good massage techniques from her studies and Alison had given her sister some tips on the intricacies of the human body. As the massage continues Claire falls deeper into euphoria, her enjoyment concealed by the sunglasses and hat she had on. There was one problem that would only become much more of an issue soon. She was in such a blissful state she didn’t even notice her daughters had untied her bikini and stuffed it in their swimsuits underwater. There she was, Claire Stephenson, bobbing completely naked in the pool with her sunglasses and hat as her only protection.
The massage begins to subside a few minutes later. Alison leans in behind her mom and whispers in her ear “mom, do you have any idea what that secret was that I mentioned earlier?” Claire beginning to come back to reality slowly rocks her head back and forth showing ‘no’. Suddenly Claire clamps her arms and tries to shake her leg. A quick squeal comes out as she drops her head then quietly says to herself, “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Taylor quickly spiders her fingers all the way from Claire’s armpits down her sides, her mom’s body twitching back and forward with each finger flick. Alison slowly ran a single finger around each toe and down each sole causing Claire to furiously wriggle her toes and shake her feet under the water. “I always had a hunch you were ticklish mom, I never realized you would be this ticklish though” says Alison. “Don’t break now mom, it would be a shame for dad, auntie, and uncle to see you a giggling mess. Especially when you’re so exposed” teases Taylor. It was only then that Claire realized her rather revealing situation. She couldn’t let her husband, sister, and brother-in-law see her in this predicament. Taylor continued dancing her nails up and down her mom’s sides, occasionally tracing the outside of her breasts. Alison having too much fun tormenting her mom’s soles was watching her twitching toes under the water and would sometimes drag a hand up the back of Claires thigh or squeeze her knee causing her legs to jerk back and forth. All she could do was clench her fists and bite her lip to prevent her laughter from exploding out. Tears streaming down her face from behind the sunglasses She was glad she was in a pool to mask the tears.
Claire had always been extremely ticklish for as long as she knew. In her early dating years with Matt, they got a little flirty and a tickle fight broke out resulting in Matt getting a broken nose when Claire accidentally kicked him in the face. He never tickled her again after that but always knew how ticklish she was. Stacy, being the bigger and stronger sister, had always won every tickle fight they ever had and knew how to hold Claire to avoid the same fate as Matt did. Claire and Stacy were always close and met up often until Stacy moved into her new house. Stacy made it a rule that all footwears must be removed when entering her house. Claire always thought it was a cleanliness thing until one day Stacy let it slip that it was so Claire would be forced to be barefoot every time opening the tickle opportunities. Claire has never been back to Stacy’s since.
“Why are you doing this to me?” questioned Claire through her clenched teeth. “Why? You seriously ask why, mother” replies Alison. “You think I didn’t notice when I was getting my college graduation pictures taken and you asked the photographer to take my pictures barefoot. Then coerced the photographer to have me and Taylor playfully tickle each other during the shoot! I saw you sit back and laugh the entire time” Alison barks. “Oh, it was harmless fun!” remarks Claire. Alison can’t believe her mom. She replies with “Fun? If it was private between us maybe but it was out in public. You do realize I was teased about MY ticklish feet at the graduation ceremony. You also realize that the following year when Taylor was a freshman at the tri-delta sorority YOU made her join put her in a set of stocks and tickled her until she cried. All because they happened to see the photoshoot/pictures.” Claire was caught between many emotions. Shame for putting her daughters through that, happy because she felt she was in control of their lives and aroused by everything. She was glad the daughters couldn’t tell her level of arousal since she was in the pool.
After about 30 minutes Claire was ready to explode, both from an explosion of laughter and a torrential orgasm. Alison and Taylor had continued teasing and exploring every inch of their mom’s nude body in the pool. Matt, Stacy, and Steven being completely oblivious to what was going on in the water. Taylor whispers in her mom’s ear “We figured it out last year, you wanted me to go to massage school to give you great massages. You wanted Alison to study biology so she could learn the human body and know exactly where to touch people to get a reaction.” Claire’s breathing starts getting heavier. Taylor continues “Better yet mother, you WANTED this to happen. You hated it when dad would tickle you because he’s older, same with Auntie Stacy she’s older than you. Your underlings at work are younger but you’d never live it down with them knowing one flick of a finger could destroy their big mean boss. So, it fell to us because you don’t care about your daughter’s getting the better of you. Am I right?” Claire is visibly shaking trying to hold back her body’s natural reaction. She gathers up all the strength she can muster and says, “You’re only half right.”
A little while later Stacy and Steven say their goodbyes and leave. Matt goes inside to watch TV angry that he was left to clean up everything by himself. Claire, not realizing she’s alone with her daughters in the pool continues to stay tensed up. Alison gives a mischievous grin and exclaims “mother you only have two options either you give in to your body, or we leave, and you will never get this chance again, Taylor and I will make sure of that.” Taylor and Alison give each other a reassuring grin and simultaneously attack Claires sides and soles. The sudden repeat tickling rips through Claires body. “FUUUHAHAHAHACCCK YOHOHOU GIRLS AHAHARE EVIHIHIL!!!! I LOVE IHIHIHIT!!!!” She screams as the ticklish sensations and orgasm flow freely through her. She sips her margarita regaining her composure. “Fine, I’ll tell you the truth. Your aunt Stacy never was able to have kids of her own. She was jealous of me and knew she could use tickling to get under my skin. When she found out how ticklish you two were that was when she made me do your photoshoot that way. The hazing Taylor went through, Your Aunt was in that same sorority and still has some pull with the senior ladies. The no shoes rule in her house, she started that to ensure I coerced the two of you into your career paths.” Claire panted still recovering from the night’s festivities. “As for getting turned on, I discovered that with your dad. The time I broke his nose, I was seconds away from orgasm, but I was young and embarrassed that I was getting aroused from tickling. Luckily, he hit that spot, and I accidentally kicked.” Claire turned around to finish her margarita as the girls slowly backed out of the pool. By the time she noticed, Alison and Taylor were standing on the deck with their mom still in the water. Alison smiles, “Well today has been fun but we need to head out. We should meet up for a pedicure or something one day. Just the 3 of us.” Claire nods “Yeah, that would be nice and a fun time. Have a good night girls.” As the patio door closes Claire begins to think ‘how am I going to get in the house if I’m naked.’
Epilogue 1
Alison and Taylor get changed into their regular clothes from their swimsuits. Taylor makes up a small bag with some goodies. They head into the living room where their dad is watching TV. Alison says, “Hey dad we’re going to head out. I know you’re mad at mom for not helping clean up but we’re sure she will make it up to you. I love you. See you later.” Alison hugs her dad and heads for the door. Taylor also hugs her dad “Love you dad. Mom will Make it up to you. Check your room after we’re gone.” Matt smiles, “I love you girls, you’re both beautiful and smart. Talk to you both later.” The girls leave and agree something needs to be done about this entire situation. Matts curiosity makes him go to the bedroom. On the bed is Claires bikini and a small black bag. Opening the bag reveals a blindfold, handcuffs, ankle cuffs, and some leather bed restraints. A smile breaks out on Matts face, ‘I don’t even want to know how they knew’ he thinks. He hears the patio door slowly slide open and places the handcuffs and blindfold in his back pocket. A devilish grin forms “Showtime! 15 years I’ve waited for this. Thanks girls.”
Epilogue 2
Taylor and Alison pull up outside a large Scottsdale mansion. “Are you ready to do this?” says Alison. Taylor nods, putting a bottle of lotion in her purse and zipping it up. “Alright. Let’s go” she says. The girls hop out of Alison's car, Taylor dressed in a sports bra, yoga pants, sneakers, and socks, while Alison is dressed in a tank top, jeans, and Birkenstocks. They walk up to the front door and ring the doorbell. “Hey girls! Nice to see you both again! Come on in.” Stacy says joyously. The girls step inside, Alison slips off her Birkenstocks her toe prints obvious in them, Taylor unties and removes her sneakers then peels off her socks tucking them inside her sneakers. They head down the hallway and into the living room plopping down on the sofa. Stacy watches the girls walk down the hallway noticing the sweaty footprints Taylor keeps leaving behind. Once they turn into the living room Stacy bends down opening the bag Taylor accidentally placed on the floor. Inside she finds cuffs, chains, and various tickling devices. ‘Fucking sly bitches, trying to get one over on me because of their dumb mother’ Stacy thinks. She closes the bag and picks it up, also scooping up Alison's Birkenstocks and Taylors sneakers and socks. She heads into the kitchen and fixes some drinks for the three of them, making sure to throw the footwear in the trash. Stacy serves the girls in the living room, sits down in the recliner, kicks her house slippers off, and reclines back, her soft soles pointing right at her two nieces. Taylor suddenly jumps up and heads into the hallway, dread consumes her as she realizes the bag is gone along with her footwear and her sisters. Stacy smirks, “Something wrong dear? Come sit back down we have something to discuss” Taylor taps away furiously on her phone on the way back to the couch. ‘BZZ BZZ’ Alison opens her phone to read a text from Taylor that reads “Stuff gone. We’re in big trouble.”
The Stephenson household was a buzz for Alison’s 30th birthday. She was back in town for her birthday in Arizona after moving to New York after college. It was a warm summer’s day, so it was perfect for a pool party, it beat the cold winters of New York. It had been a while since she was back, her last visit being when her sister, Taylor (25), was graduating college 5 years earlier. Alison had graduated as a biology major from ASU and had gotten herself a career as a high school biology teacher in New York. Taylor on the other hand went to massage school in Phoenix and was beginning her career as a massage therapist with her own business. Their mother, Claire (50), was a heavy influence on both of her daughter’s choices in careers. She herself was an owner of a wedding planning company and was known as a bossy boot of an owner. Their dad, Matt (52), oversaw the barbeque and food preparations. Various aunts, uncles, grandparents, and cousins were hanging out chatting and lounging.
A few hours in and some of the family had left, only Alison, Taylor, Claire, Matt, Aunt Stacy (54), and Uncle Steven (55) were left. Alison and Taylor were lounging at one end of the pool catching up on the last 5 years. Alison in a cute light pink bikini and Taylor in a tight fitting dark blue one piece. Claire was leaning up against the edge of the pool enjoying the sunshine in her orange string bikini. Stacy and Steven were sitting at the patio table chatting with Matt, who was starting to clean up the barbeque area and the food. “Matt honey-dear, my glass is empty do you mind getting me another margarita?” begs Claire. “In a minute love I’m cleaning up the grill” responds Matt. “But I’m thirsty NOW!” barks Claire. Matt just replies with a scolding glare. To break the tension Stacy gets up and claims she is thirsty also and goes in to make them both drinks. Steven turns around and begins talking about sports with Matt. The sisters get an idea and swim up to either side of their mom. “Hi there mommy!” exclaims Alison. “Hello, my beautiful daughters” Claire replies noticing they appear on either side of her. Alison looks happily at her mom and says, “Mom, I know a secret about you but since you were so influential in mine and Taylors choice of career, we’ve decided to give you something.” Taylor wraps her hand around her mom’s shoulders and Alison lifts her mom’s leg up and grasps her foot. Simultaneously the sisters begin massaging their moms’ feet and shoulders sending their mom into pure blissful relaxation. Taylor had given her sister some pointers on good massage techniques from her studies and Alison had given her sister some tips on the intricacies of the human body. As the massage continues Claire falls deeper into euphoria, her enjoyment concealed by the sunglasses and hat she had on. There was one problem that would only become much more of an issue soon. She was in such a blissful state she didn’t even notice her daughters had untied her bikini and stuffed it in their swimsuits underwater. There she was, Claire Stephenson, bobbing completely naked in the pool with her sunglasses and hat as her only protection.
The massage begins to subside a few minutes later. Alison leans in behind her mom and whispers in her ear “mom, do you have any idea what that secret was that I mentioned earlier?” Claire beginning to come back to reality slowly rocks her head back and forth showing ‘no’. Suddenly Claire clamps her arms and tries to shake her leg. A quick squeal comes out as she drops her head then quietly says to herself, “fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.” Taylor quickly spiders her fingers all the way from Claire’s armpits down her sides, her mom’s body twitching back and forward with each finger flick. Alison slowly ran a single finger around each toe and down each sole causing Claire to furiously wriggle her toes and shake her feet under the water. “I always had a hunch you were ticklish mom, I never realized you would be this ticklish though” says Alison. “Don’t break now mom, it would be a shame for dad, auntie, and uncle to see you a giggling mess. Especially when you’re so exposed” teases Taylor. It was only then that Claire realized her rather revealing situation. She couldn’t let her husband, sister, and brother-in-law see her in this predicament. Taylor continued dancing her nails up and down her mom’s sides, occasionally tracing the outside of her breasts. Alison having too much fun tormenting her mom’s soles was watching her twitching toes under the water and would sometimes drag a hand up the back of Claires thigh or squeeze her knee causing her legs to jerk back and forth. All she could do was clench her fists and bite her lip to prevent her laughter from exploding out. Tears streaming down her face from behind the sunglasses She was glad she was in a pool to mask the tears.
Claire had always been extremely ticklish for as long as she knew. In her early dating years with Matt, they got a little flirty and a tickle fight broke out resulting in Matt getting a broken nose when Claire accidentally kicked him in the face. He never tickled her again after that but always knew how ticklish she was. Stacy, being the bigger and stronger sister, had always won every tickle fight they ever had and knew how to hold Claire to avoid the same fate as Matt did. Claire and Stacy were always close and met up often until Stacy moved into her new house. Stacy made it a rule that all footwears must be removed when entering her house. Claire always thought it was a cleanliness thing until one day Stacy let it slip that it was so Claire would be forced to be barefoot every time opening the tickle opportunities. Claire has never been back to Stacy’s since.
“Why are you doing this to me?” questioned Claire through her clenched teeth. “Why? You seriously ask why, mother” replies Alison. “You think I didn’t notice when I was getting my college graduation pictures taken and you asked the photographer to take my pictures barefoot. Then coerced the photographer to have me and Taylor playfully tickle each other during the shoot! I saw you sit back and laugh the entire time” Alison barks. “Oh, it was harmless fun!” remarks Claire. Alison can’t believe her mom. She replies with “Fun? If it was private between us maybe but it was out in public. You do realize I was teased about MY ticklish feet at the graduation ceremony. You also realize that the following year when Taylor was a freshman at the tri-delta sorority YOU made her join put her in a set of stocks and tickled her until she cried. All because they happened to see the photoshoot/pictures.” Claire was caught between many emotions. Shame for putting her daughters through that, happy because she felt she was in control of their lives and aroused by everything. She was glad the daughters couldn’t tell her level of arousal since she was in the pool.
After about 30 minutes Claire was ready to explode, both from an explosion of laughter and a torrential orgasm. Alison and Taylor had continued teasing and exploring every inch of their mom’s nude body in the pool. Matt, Stacy, and Steven being completely oblivious to what was going on in the water. Taylor whispers in her mom’s ear “We figured it out last year, you wanted me to go to massage school to give you great massages. You wanted Alison to study biology so she could learn the human body and know exactly where to touch people to get a reaction.” Claire’s breathing starts getting heavier. Taylor continues “Better yet mother, you WANTED this to happen. You hated it when dad would tickle you because he’s older, same with Auntie Stacy she’s older than you. Your underlings at work are younger but you’d never live it down with them knowing one flick of a finger could destroy their big mean boss. So, it fell to us because you don’t care about your daughter’s getting the better of you. Am I right?” Claire is visibly shaking trying to hold back her body’s natural reaction. She gathers up all the strength she can muster and says, “You’re only half right.”
A little while later Stacy and Steven say their goodbyes and leave. Matt goes inside to watch TV angry that he was left to clean up everything by himself. Claire, not realizing she’s alone with her daughters in the pool continues to stay tensed up. Alison gives a mischievous grin and exclaims “mother you only have two options either you give in to your body, or we leave, and you will never get this chance again, Taylor and I will make sure of that.” Taylor and Alison give each other a reassuring grin and simultaneously attack Claires sides and soles. The sudden repeat tickling rips through Claires body. “FUUUHAHAHAHACCCK YOHOHOU GIRLS AHAHARE EVIHIHIL!!!! I LOVE IHIHIHIT!!!!” She screams as the ticklish sensations and orgasm flow freely through her. She sips her margarita regaining her composure. “Fine, I’ll tell you the truth. Your aunt Stacy never was able to have kids of her own. She was jealous of me and knew she could use tickling to get under my skin. When she found out how ticklish you two were that was when she made me do your photoshoot that way. The hazing Taylor went through, Your Aunt was in that same sorority and still has some pull with the senior ladies. The no shoes rule in her house, she started that to ensure I coerced the two of you into your career paths.” Claire panted still recovering from the night’s festivities. “As for getting turned on, I discovered that with your dad. The time I broke his nose, I was seconds away from orgasm, but I was young and embarrassed that I was getting aroused from tickling. Luckily, he hit that spot, and I accidentally kicked.” Claire turned around to finish her margarita as the girls slowly backed out of the pool. By the time she noticed, Alison and Taylor were standing on the deck with their mom still in the water. Alison smiles, “Well today has been fun but we need to head out. We should meet up for a pedicure or something one day. Just the 3 of us.” Claire nods “Yeah, that would be nice and a fun time. Have a good night girls.” As the patio door closes Claire begins to think ‘how am I going to get in the house if I’m naked.’
Epilogue 1
Alison and Taylor get changed into their regular clothes from their swimsuits. Taylor makes up a small bag with some goodies. They head into the living room where their dad is watching TV. Alison says, “Hey dad we’re going to head out. I know you’re mad at mom for not helping clean up but we’re sure she will make it up to you. I love you. See you later.” Alison hugs her dad and heads for the door. Taylor also hugs her dad “Love you dad. Mom will Make it up to you. Check your room after we’re gone.” Matt smiles, “I love you girls, you’re both beautiful and smart. Talk to you both later.” The girls leave and agree something needs to be done about this entire situation. Matts curiosity makes him go to the bedroom. On the bed is Claires bikini and a small black bag. Opening the bag reveals a blindfold, handcuffs, ankle cuffs, and some leather bed restraints. A smile breaks out on Matts face, ‘I don’t even want to know how they knew’ he thinks. He hears the patio door slowly slide open and places the handcuffs and blindfold in his back pocket. A devilish grin forms “Showtime! 15 years I’ve waited for this. Thanks girls.”
Epilogue 2
Taylor and Alison pull up outside a large Scottsdale mansion. “Are you ready to do this?” says Alison. Taylor nods, putting a bottle of lotion in her purse and zipping it up. “Alright. Let’s go” she says. The girls hop out of Alison's car, Taylor dressed in a sports bra, yoga pants, sneakers, and socks, while Alison is dressed in a tank top, jeans, and Birkenstocks. They walk up to the front door and ring the doorbell. “Hey girls! Nice to see you both again! Come on in.” Stacy says joyously. The girls step inside, Alison slips off her Birkenstocks her toe prints obvious in them, Taylor unties and removes her sneakers then peels off her socks tucking them inside her sneakers. They head down the hallway and into the living room plopping down on the sofa. Stacy watches the girls walk down the hallway noticing the sweaty footprints Taylor keeps leaving behind. Once they turn into the living room Stacy bends down opening the bag Taylor accidentally placed on the floor. Inside she finds cuffs, chains, and various tickling devices. ‘Fucking sly bitches, trying to get one over on me because of their dumb mother’ Stacy thinks. She closes the bag and picks it up, also scooping up Alison's Birkenstocks and Taylors sneakers and socks. She heads into the kitchen and fixes some drinks for the three of them, making sure to throw the footwear in the trash. Stacy serves the girls in the living room, sits down in the recliner, kicks her house slippers off, and reclines back, her soft soles pointing right at her two nieces. Taylor suddenly jumps up and heads into the hallway, dread consumes her as she realizes the bag is gone along with her footwear and her sisters. Stacy smirks, “Something wrong dear? Come sit back down we have something to discuss” Taylor taps away furiously on her phone on the way back to the couch. ‘BZZ BZZ’ Alison opens her phone to read a text from Taylor that reads “Stuff gone. We’re in big trouble.”
