oogaboogaman
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This event occurred late last year when I went on a family holiday, we went to a coastal area for several days and while we were there I wanted to try out tickling my Step mum while she was buried in the sand. Now my Step mum is a tall (nearly 6ft) curvy woman at her early forties at the time and a very Ticklish woman. I'd say my aunt mentioned in a previous story is more ticklish, though I have tickled and seen my Step mum be tickled a lot more than my aunt, probably since I'd say she is a common target for tickles (my dad being the main tickler). On this holiday, I wanted to tickle her and there were plenty of opportunities to do so, however, knowing we would go to the beach, I wanted to try out the iconic scenario of tickling her while she was buried in sand.
When we finally did go to the beach our family split into two groups, most people were out playing in the water, however me, my Step mum, and a couple of younger siblings were just by the shore, my aunt sitting down. After convincing my aunt to be buried in sand, and my younger siblings to help out, I spend nearly the entirety of the outing burying her in a behemoth of sand until she could barely move. I did bury her feet in sand as to not make my intentions completely obvious meaning that I'd only have the opportunity to give her some buried sand tickles near the end. When it looked like we were about to go, with my aunt wanting out of the sand, I suggested to her, a quick way out...
I dug out a bit of sand revealing her sandy foot, grabbing her ankle and began to tickle her wrinkly sole. She instantly started to laugh a nice, melodious laughter, writhing all over the place so that the heavy sand that forced minimal movement quickly began to be displaced as she laughed her head off. I tickled her mature foot for at least a good 10 seconds before I stopped and let her rest. It was quite a fun event and certainly not the last time I would have the delight of tickling her mature sole to make her have wonderful laugh.
When we finally did go to the beach our family split into two groups, most people were out playing in the water, however me, my Step mum, and a couple of younger siblings were just by the shore, my aunt sitting down. After convincing my aunt to be buried in sand, and my younger siblings to help out, I spend nearly the entirety of the outing burying her in a behemoth of sand until she could barely move. I did bury her feet in sand as to not make my intentions completely obvious meaning that I'd only have the opportunity to give her some buried sand tickles near the end. When it looked like we were about to go, with my aunt wanting out of the sand, I suggested to her, a quick way out...
I dug out a bit of sand revealing her sandy foot, grabbing her ankle and began to tickle her wrinkly sole. She instantly started to laugh a nice, melodious laughter, writhing all over the place so that the heavy sand that forced minimal movement quickly began to be displaced as she laughed her head off. I tickled her mature foot for at least a good 10 seconds before I stopped and let her rest. It was quite a fun event and certainly not the last time I would have the delight of tickling her mature sole to make her have wonderful laugh.
Thanks for sharing your experience here. 
