Mom Loves To Be Tickled Pt. 02

Trish positioned herself up on the arm rest again and wiggled her toes. "Now I want you to really get in there, make me laugh really hard."

Looking a bit shocked, she wasn't expecting her mom to be so into this. Sam thought that this was going to be it. She wasn't sure about this. However she hadn't seen her mom smile like that in a long time and tickling her was actually kinda fun and this was making her feel better.

Trish realized that she was putting a lot on her daughter. She realized she had to take this one step at a time. "Sweety you don't have too. We can do this again some other time."

Looking at her mother. "What? No s.. sorry mom. I'll do it." She looked down at her mom's feet. "So I guess the next part is to scratch your feet in claw motion like you showed me before."

Smiling. She is sure to surprise me. "Yes Sweety. However, you're gonna have to hold on to my foot."

"Why?"

"Because I might kick you. I have done so in the past. Your aunt and grandma would tell you."

Hesitant she grabbed her mom's foot and placed her arm around it putting it in a hold. "Like that?"

Her toes wiggling anticipating the tickling. Trish smiled. "Yeah like that. I'll tell you when to stop."

"Ok here it goes."

Placing all of her fingers on her mom's sole she quickly began scratching her mom's foot. Trish arched her head back and started laughing hysterically. "Ohhohohoh-Mihihihihi- Hahahahahahha.

Sam looked back at her mother. She looked like a made woman. Her head arched back, one hand grabbing the couch while the other banging on it and her other leg pushing against the couch. This was getting kinda fun for Sam, her mom was laughing like crazy. She kept scratching her mom's foot going up and down. Although still concerned she was wondering if she should stop. "Mom do you want me to stop."

"Hahahahahahahah Hohohohoho." Her laughter was growing louder. She couldn't hear her daughter or think about anything but her foot being tickled.

"Wow this is really driving you nuts." Sam couldn't help but smile, who would've imagine that scratches to her mom's foot could do this and that her mom was this ticklish. She found kinda funny. Not realizing it Sam began scratching faster.

Trish then gave out the loudest laugh. "Bwhahahahahahhaha-Hahahahahahahahaha-Hahahahahahahaha". Trish banged her fist as hard as she could. Sam hearing her mother slowed down the tickling. "Hahahah-holy crap hehehehe."

"You ok mom?" Sam placed her mom's foot down.

Trish still feeling the sensation on her foot was still giggling. "Heheheh... Yeah I'm fine."

Sam nodded her head and began to grab her mom's other foot. "Ok time for the other foot."

Trish shocked that her daughter was already going to start ticking again after she laughed her lungs out. She was having second thoughts, it had been a long time since she had been tickled like that and she wasn't use to it. "Honey may.... Ooof."

Sam pulled her mom's foot. "Sorry mom what?" She lightly gilded her finger up and down her mom's foot.

Trish pressed her lips as a tiny smile formed on her face. "I.. mhmhmhm.. was say..... Bwhahahahahaha." Trish let out another hysterical laugh as Sam was scribbling her fingers all over her mom's foot. Trish whole body was bouncing on the couch and she was beating the couch with her fist.

Sam was smiling she didn't know why she was getting a kick out of tickling her mom but if her mom was cool with it then she didn't see the problem. Although being a good person she didn't want to over do it. "I'll probably do this for a couple of more seconds or minutes. I don't know mom what do you think?"

"Bwhahahahahahah!"

"My thoughts exactly." She gives a smirks.

Sam continued the tickling assault, her nails scratching every part of her foot. Going across the balls of her foot and the arch of her foot. Trish continued to laugh, the ticklish assault went on for five minutes. Sam stopped the tickling realising her mom's foot. Trish panting was still giggling to herself. "Hehehe... wooo honey... hehehe.. That's was nuts."

Sam laughed. "You looked like you were going nuts."

Trish giving a sigh of relief sat up on the couch looking at her daughter. "Oh by the way when your mom is about to tell you stop you don't just interrupt her."

Sam smiled, "Sorry I don't know what happened but I was having fun tickling you."

"Yeah I think a little bit too much." She laid back breathing heavily as the tickling sensations began to stop. "Although that's normal, after all it runs in the family."

Sam laughed, this was an interesting experience. She never tickled anyone before, especially her mom. It was weird yet deep down she hoped to tickle her mom again. "Sooo.. would you mind doing this again and making this a daily thing?"

"Umm.. sure." She shrugged and smiled at her mom.

"Ok." Trish sat up, looking at her daughter unsure how she would respond to this next question.

"Also, would you mind if I tickled you?"

Sam was taken aback with the question. "You want to tickle me?"

"Yeah, I mean it's something me and my mom would do and I always thought it was fun. Bit of a bonding moment. Not only that, I think it could also help you relieve stress from school and I kind of miss doing this with you when you were younger."

The look of sadness in her mom's face was easily present. Saying no to her would make it worse. "Sure thing mom, you seem to like it and it look like fun. Besides how bad can it be?"

Trish tilted her head slightly, "You would be surprised." Sam looked shocked. "However, our family can take a lot of tickling and your new to this so I'm not gonna go all out on you in the beginning."

Sam shook her head, "Alright let's do it."

Smiling at her daughter she nodded. The tickling and having this small bonding moment with her daughter, which Trish hardly ever had. This made her happy. Slapping her hands on her knees, "

Ok, I'm gonna go change, once I'm done I'm gonna make dinner. Do want to help me make dinner?"

"Yeah no problem mom." Sam gives a beaming smile.