tickling birds

mom and daughter.

A Laugh Between Mother and Daughter

The harsh sun bathed down on the sidewalk down below. Many of the residents of the area were enjoying themselves in this beautiful weather while others were simply on their way home to cool off with some nice air conditioning. One woman was calmly walking her way to her own home. Meet Erin Garner, a beautiful young mother to a 5-year old daughter, was on returning home from work with her laptop holstered over her shoulder in it's case.

Erin had a tan skin tone,due to the warm weather, with short blonde hair and green eyes. She was garbed in a green crop top with long blue jeans and teal flip-flops. Erin wiped her forehead as she grabbed her keys seeing that her apartment was in sight. She walked up the stairs to around three floors up and proceeded to unlock the door.

As Erin opened the door she was met with refreshing cold air from her apartment's air conditioning. She smiled but soon shivered as the cold wind blew across her bare belly, feeling the breeze in her circular innie navel tickle her slightly. Erin giggled at the sensation as she walked inside and then shutting the door, locking it in the process. She kicked off her flipflops and proceeded to walk around the apartment.

" Lindsey?" Erin called out to her daughter " I'm home sweety! I'll be in my room if you get hungry, okay?"

" Okay mom!" A little girl's voice responded.

Erin smiled to herself as she entered her bedroom and placed her bag on her bed. She opened her laptop case and grabbed her laptop, placing it on her black standing desk. Erin booted up her laptop and started typing what appeared to be a paper for work. Unbeknownst to her, a small little head with blonde hair tied into pigtails peered in from beside the door frame. Lindsey stepped into view, garbed in a yellow sundress, and she silently tiptoed with her bare feet across the room. She managed to sneak past her mother's sight and placed herself underneath the standing desk.

" I bet mom'll enjoy this." Lindsey smiled mischievously as she raised the white feather she had found earlier.

The caniving child gazed up to see her mother's exposed midriff. She raised the feather to her Erin's belly and began to slowly draw small circles on her mother's smooth skin. Erin started to fidget slightly, a smile creeping up on her face.

'S-something's tickling me.' Erin thought to herself as she continued to type away at her laptop. ' It must be the cold air from the AC.'

" Mom isn't laughing." Lindsey muttered to herself with a pout.

Lindsey then started to drag the feather along Erin's pant-line, tickling her hips in the process. Erin started to squirm a little more and audible giggles were heard clearly.

" Hehehehehehehe!" Erin giggled to herself. ' Wow this tickles. But I don't mind a light tickle on my belly.'

The young girl snickered at hearing her mother's giggling. Lindsey twirled the white feather around Erin's exposed stomach in circles, starting from below her ribs to the top of her hips. Erin squirmed slightly in ticklish delight, unaware that her daughter was tickling her belly.

" Hehehehehehehahahahahahahaha!" The blonde woman laugh as she continued to type away at her laptop.

' Coochie coochie coo mom!' Lindsey thought to herself, and then her eyes gazed towards Erin's belly button. It was circular in shape, and due to her point of view she couldn't see the bottom. It was at this moment, the little girl had a mischievous little thought pop into her little head.

She removed the feather from her mother's belly, and waited. Erin's giggles soon ceased and she continued to type away at her laptop. And as to what Lindsey was waiting for? An opportunity.

After a few minutes Erin scratched her stomach, feeling that the ticklish sensation was gone feeling slightly disappointed. Lindsey saw her mother's hand return back to the top of the desk and she placed the feather above the center of Erin's navel. Erin booted down her laptop and closed it. The blonde mother stretched her body extending her arms, legs, and torso, and the little girl used this opportunity to strike. Lindsey inserted the white feather into her mother's navel as far as she could and wiggled it against the inner walls.

" HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Erin shrilled with her eyes shot open at the surprising ticklish sensation in her belly button.
Erin stepped back and looked under her desk to find her daughter holding a feather and a mischievous smile plastered to her face.

" Tickle tickle mom!" Lindsey grinned as she started twirling her feather.

The blonde haired woman gazed back at her daughter with a smile.

" C'mere you." Erin giggled as Lindsey came out from under the desk. The woman hugged her child and brought her out to their living room. " Here, sit down Lindsey."

Lindsey hopped up on to the couch and looked at her mother.

" Why did you tickle me?" Erin asked.

" I think your tummy is cute!" Lindsey exclaimed " And I like hearing you laugh."

"Aha. Let me tell you a secret, I actually like to be tickled I love it really. And it has been a long time since I've been tickled. I'd say I'm very ticklish on my belly button, do you want to keep tickling my belly button Lindsey?"

The little blonde nodded enthusiastically and her mother laid down on the couch with a smile. Lindsey immediately plunged and twirl her white feather into Erin's innie belly button, causing her to buck but she quickly settled herself.

" Tickle tickle mommie's button!" Lindsey said as she continued to tickle Erin's navel.

" OHOHOHOHOHO NOHOHOHOHOHO!!" Erin spoke between laughs " NAHAHAHAHAT MY BEHEHEHEHEHELY BUTTON!! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"

The young child placed her face on her mother's exposed belly and blew some raspberries, sending even more ticklish sensations to Erin's body.

" AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT THAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT TOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOO!!!" The blonde mother managed with blush on her face. " AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Lindsey continued to tickle her mother's stomach fair a little while until a light shade of pink had formed around Erin's navel and various parts of her belly. Lindsey removed the feather and stopped blowing raspberries.

" Mom? What's wrong with your belly?" Lindsey asked with concern.

Erin sat up giggling slightly as she examined her stomach.

" It's okay honey, you just tickled me pink." Erin explained.

" Tickled pink?"

" Its what happens when you are tickled somewhere for a long time. It doesn't tickle as much."

" Aaaaw! Does that mean you're not ticklish there anymore?"

" No of course not. It'll go away eventually."

" So I can tickle you again?!"

" Sure Lindsey, but how about I make us some dinner first. Mac and cheese?"

" Yeah!"