Tickle Academy

Day 90

At about noon, I got a text from Taylor. She wanted me to come over. I decided to go along with her plan. I figured it would be best to get my mind off of things.

She said for me to wait for her mother to pick me up. I gave her my address before waiting outside. Within half an hour, I saw a very old car with a big woman in the driver's seat. The window came down as she smiled at me. "Are you Ashley?" She asked me. I responded with a nod. "Nice to meet you. I'm Taylor's mom." She responded with a heartwarming smile.

I slowly walked up to the car, noticing that she was wearing a V-neck shirt and short shorts. It looked a little weird to see her there. Before I got in, I took a quick picture and sent it to Taylor, asking if it was her mom. She said yes and I got in.

"So, what's your relationship with my daughter?" She asked.

"Oh, we're friends." I answered. I was curious as to why she asked this. I didn't look at her, but it felt like she was a little disappointed. I don't know at who though.

We did eventually get there, but it costed us a bit of awkward silence. We both got out when she parked. I was shocked to see the house. It was small and looked a little unkept. The grass was tall and everything looked so weird.

"Sorry about the mess." Taylor's mom said as she walked up to the house. It was then that I noticed she wore flip flops on her wide feet. I followed her as she opened the door and went inside. I didn't even get to open the door when I saw Taylor on her phone laying on a couch. She was facing me while wearing a tank top and shorts.

She saw me as well. I opened the door and walked inside to have her hug me. I hugged her back. After a couple seconds, she pulled away and smiled at me. "Thanks for coming." She said as she walked further inside.

"Put your shoes and socks by the door!" Her mom yelled. I did as she asked and left them there before following Taylor. At least I was until her mom interrupted again. "Taylor, I'm going soon." She said.

"But I have a friend over!" Taylor argued.

"She can join!" Her mom said as she walked inside. I didn't understand what she meant as she walked towards the couch. I didn't even notice the footstool that was there originally. Her mother sat on the couch and put her feet up on the footstool.

I just watched as she patted the seat next to her. Eventually, I gave in and did what she wanted. I sat next to her and put my feet next to hers while Taylor sat down by our feet. I barely had any room for mine.

It was then that I realized what she meant. Taylor began to lick her mother's feet. I felt embarrassed for her. I quickly turned to her mother to see her enjoy it. I was about to say something when I felt her tongue touch my feet. I quickly looked to her, blushing. I could see her face was a little red, but she still licked them.

"Enjoying?" Her mother asked. I was too embarrassed to say anything so I nodded. I was enjoying it slightly, but I didn't know if I wanted to keep her doing this with her mother here.

She quickly went back to her mother's feet and began licking. Her mother moved slightly. I looked at her to see her bite her lip. After a few seconds, she bursted into giggles. "No! That's the spot!" She said while giggling. I quickly looked back to Taylor to see her still licking. After a few seconds, her mother stopped giggling. For a few minutes, she was sent back and forth from giggling and enjoying it. "You're teasing me!" She complained.

Taylor eventually stopped and went back to worshipping my feet. My face got redder the more she did. I never really had it happen except for the one time she kissed my feet. Her mother took a few seconds to recover from the tickling (I think) before leaving. "I'll be back later." She said before leaving.