Tickling My Mom and Then She Takes Revenge On Me
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It was during the Corona period when my mom taught a computer class in my room (it's the only room with a computer). My dad was in his room watching TV, and I was in the living room. I was bored, and there was nothing on TV, so I thought that maybe I would tickle my mom's feet.

I quietly opened the door, and crawled towards her feet. Then I went under the table she was working on, and I gently started tickling along her legs, and down to her feet.

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She kept talking to her class while trying not to laugh. She tapped the back of my hand, but she didn't ask me to stop. I grabbed her right ankle, and started to gently tickle her foot. I tickled each one of her toes, and then her sole all the way down to her heel.

When I started to tickle her foot harder, she quickly made some excuse to her students that she needed to take a quick break, and she muted the call while stepping away from the screen.

"That really tickles," she laughed out loud. "You know how sensitive my feet are!"

After scolding me, she continued the online lesson with her students, and teasingly placed her foot onto my mouth. I happily started licking, and kissing her foot. Then she used both of her feet to push me down onto the floor, and I laid there while she eased both of her feet underneath my shirt.

She used her toes to tickle my stomach, my chest, and then my armpits. I wanted to scream out in laughter as I raved underneath her, but I didn't want to interrupt her online lesson, and I didn't want her to stop tickling me, so I stayed as quiet as I could.

Then she discreetly signaled me with her hands to put my feet onto her lap while she shoved her feet into my mouth so that I wouldn't scream out in laughter, and be heard by her students while she tickled my feet.

She smiled down at me, and signaled for me to be quiet. Then she started moving each one of my toes separately while tickling them. She also tickled the soles of my feet, and grabbed a pen to draw words related to tickling. She also grabbed a feather to tickle my feet.

Then she signaled for me to lay down on the bed just before she got back online to close out the session with her students.

Afterward, with a big, and mischievous smile, she said to me, "Now mom is coming to tickle you!"

She quickly jumped on top of me, and sat on me while tickling me all over my body without mercy. I screamed, and raved until she stopped. That's when she took off my shirt, and started gently tickling my belly, and waist.

Then she made a slow walking motion with her fingers while saying, "Tickle, tickle, tickle. Coochie, coochie, cooooo. Are you ready for your armpits to get tickled?"

Before I could answer, she started mercilessly tickling my armpits. Then she sat on the back of my legs to gently tickle the soles of my feet. "Very nice," she told me. "I see that you have sensitive feet like mine for tickling."

Then she tied my ankles together, and started quickly tickling my soles. Then she grabbed a hairbrush, and tickled them mercilessly while I squirmed underneath in laughter, and raved against her while she laughed at me.

"Do you hear that noise?" She playfully asked.

"What noise?" I asked.

That's when she turned on an electric toothbrush to use on the heels of my feet. The tickling was insane, so I screamed and raged like crazy! Then she applied oil all over the palms of her hands, and started to mercilessly tickle my armpits again. She went back and forth between my armpits, and my feet.

I was exhausted by the time she told me she had to stop to cook something for dinner.