My Mom the Tickling Dom 3 (ff/f f/f)

AN: Sorry it’s taken so long, but here is the third in the MMTTD series. Hope you enjoy! Feedback is appreciated.  

Originally posted Jan 12, 2021 

My name is Amanda, I am 44 years old. I’m a stay at home mom to one daughter named Amy. She’s taken up my old job of being a tickler for hire. She wants to know how I got started, but that was forever ago.

I grew up in a poor family on a farm. My parents made a small amount of money and they were bad at managing it. I was their only child, but I might as well have not existed. They were busy with work and whatever else.

I was 18 and just graduating high school. I applied for scholarships and prepared for college. But, things didn’t go how I wanted. I was denied by all of them and I definitely didn’t have the money. My life was turned upside down and I needed someone to talk to. I met Jade at her house. She’s one year older than me, so she was 19 at the time. I liked going to her house more than my own.

“I don’t know what to do Jade,” I told her looking devastated.

She sat down next to me, “Sorry nothing has worked out for you. But, if you want my recommendation, you should join me at the diner.”

“I’m not sure I want to be a waitress like you.”

“Here, I’ve got someone I would like you to meet,” Jade got up, “She works with me at the diner. I told her I would meet her around noon.”

I didn’t really feel like meeting anyone that day, but I decided to go with her anyways. We ran over to the mall where Jade’s friend was waiting for us.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting,” Jade said was we got up to her, “This is my best friend Amanda. And Amanda, this is Danielle.”

“It’s nice to meet you Danielle,” I said shaking her hand.

“It’s nice meeting you too. Jade has talked about you a lot.”

We chatted for a bit while we ate lunch. Danielle started working at the diner over the summer the same time as Jade. She was also 19 and lived at home. I was surprised when I heard about her parents. Her mom was a doctor, and her dad was a lawyer. She came from a well off family, but she still wanted to make her own money. She seemed like a hard working girl. I admired her determination and that motivated me to do something.

“So what do you do for fun Danielle?” I asked her.

“I love to read books and listen to music.”

“Do you play any sports?” I asked. I wanted to see if we had any common hobbies. Jade and I were quite athletic.

“No, I’m no good at sports,” it was a bit of a shame.

We chatted a bit more as we went around the shops looking at stuff we couldn’t afford. We spent another hour at the mall before deciding to leave. Danielle invited us to her house. It was in the nice part of I had never been to. Her house was huge and when she let us in, I saw it was a nice house too.

“Do you have any siblings?” I asked.

“No just me.”

I was surprised only three people lived here. She lead us to her room on the second floor. Her room was full of stuff, but still neat and tidy. There were lots of books, including one left on her bed.

“Hey what’s that?” Jade noticed the strange book on the bed.

When Danielle saw what book she was talking about, she dove for the bed to pick it up. But the book bounced off the bed and onto the floor right in front of Jade and I.

“The Golden Feather Kingdom?” Jade read the title of the book as she picked it up. while she read the book her face looked more confused, “Is this a book about tickling? A tickling erotica?”

Danielle was meanwhile still on the bed frozen and blushing a deep shade of red.

I joined Jade and read the book beside her, “You read this type of stuff?”

Danielle sighed, “Yes it was supposed to be a secret. I didn’t want anyone to know I was a tickle freak.” “I don’t see anything wrong,” Jade assured her. Just then, an evil smile formed on her face, “Actually the things in this book are very interesting.”

“I’m glad it doesn’t disgust you,” I saw Danielle’s face go from embarrassed to a little sad with that sentence.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“It’s nothing. Well okay. Back when I started high school, I made a couple of friends. I thought we would get along really well. But one day they found out I was into tickling. They called me disgusting and said no one like me should ever have friends. They told everyone at school and I became known as a freak. I thought they were my friends and then they stabbed me in the back.”

Danielle’s voice began breaking up. I felt really sorry for her, and mad at those jerks who did that to her.

Jade say on the bed next to her and gave her a hug, “It’s okay, we don’t think you’re a freak.”

“Thank yoUHOOHOOHOOHOO!” Jade began tickling Danielle’s sides while she hugged her.

“I think this whole tickling thing is interesting,” Jade said as she continued lightly tickling Danielle’s sides.

She didn’t tickle her long and let her go.

“What was that for?” Danielle asked pushing her glasses back up and recomposing herself.

“I wanted to help put a smile back on your face.”

“Thanks Jade.”

Meanwhile, I was reading more of that book. I found myself fascinated by the scenarios. There was a strange new desire forming in me and I wasn’t sure how to act on it.

“Hey what if we, acted out the things in this book?” I suggested/

Danielle seemed surprised, but Jade looked like she was onboard.

“Alright,” Jade agreed, “what do you say Danielle? Want to give it a try?”

“W-well, I’ve always secretly wanted to try,” Danielle reluctantly agreed.

We decided on what to do and who would do what. Danielle would be the princess who is caught and tortured. And Jade and I would be the tribal women torturing the princess. We found some tools to use for binding Danielle to her bed, and some others to tickle her with. So, we began.

“What are you doing in our land?” Tribal leader Jade asked with an angry tone.

“I was just passing by,” Princess Danielle responded.

“You’ve never travelled this close to our land before. Your mother knows better,” I said.

“What did you do to my mother?” Danielle asked.

“The same thing we’re going to do to you.”

Jade went to the foot of the bed, while I went to the head. I began wiggling my fingers in Danielle’s underarms while Jade began working on her feet. The reaction was immediate.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Danielle was laughing and thrashing about. Jade and I may not have been experienced ticklers yet, but Danielle was super ticklish and an inexperienced ticklee. We stopped the tickling for a second.

“Why are you doing this? Please stop,” Princess Daniella begged.

“We don’t like visitors to our land,” Jade answered.

“And we like to teach those who trespass a lesson so they never bother us again,” I added.

We went back to tickling, but this time on different spots. Jade moved to Danielle’s thighs, and I went to her belly.

“NOOOHOHOHOHOHO! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“I think it’s time we brought out the tools,” Jade said with her evil smile.

Jade went for the brush, and I went for the toothbrush. I turned the toothbrush on and just as I made contact with her belly, Jade began using the brush on her feet.

“WOOHOO!!NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOWAIT!!ITSTOOMUCHITSTOOMUCH!!AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!STOP!!STOOOOOP!!”

We stopped and Danielle caught her breath.

“Thank you,” Danielle said weakly.

We unbound her but she was too exhausted. Jade and I felt bad. We felt like we went too far.

“Sorry Danielle, I guess we just got too into it,” I apologized.

Danielle giggled, “That was great! I’ve always wanted to be tickled like that before.”

We were surprised by her reaction. But we felt a lot better.

“You two are pretty good. You know people will pay good money to get tickled like that,” Danielle told us.

Jade laughed that statement off, but I kept thinking about it. After talking a little more afterwards I said good bye and left. It was late by the time I got home. Dinner was on the table and I was starving.

“Hi mom, hi dad,” I said sitting down.

“Hey sweetie,” mom replied.

“How was your day?” Dad asked.

“It was good. I met a new friend. She works with Jade and-“

“That’s great honey,” dad interrupted, “I’ve got to get going I’m running late. See you later.”

“Thanks for listening,” I sarcastically said under my breath.

I left the table and stormed off to my room. I closed the door and stood there with my arms crossed and with an angry look.

“Stupid parents never listen to me.”

I hated how they never seemed to care about me. It was that night I decided what I was going to do. I wasn’t going to be a waitress at a diner. And I wasn’t going to stick around here. I was going to do as Danielle suggested. I was going to be a tickler for hire. But I didn’t know where to start. I thought that Danielle might know.

–

The next day I called Danielle a 4 in the afternoon since that was after the diner closed.

“Hello this is Danielle.”

“Hey Danielle its me Amanda.”

“Oh hey Amanda. Good timing, I just got back from work. What do you need?”

“I was wondering if we could meet up later? I want to talk about about a few things.”

“Sure, I’ll be ready in a half and hour then we can meet at my place.”

“Okay see you soon bye.”

“Bye.”

I arrived at her house about 25 minutes later. I knocked and a man opened the door.

“You must be Amanda,” he said shaking my hand.

“Yes, and you must be Danielle’s dad.”

“Yes, the name’s Jack. Come on in.”

He seemed nice. He was very friendly with me.

“Danielle’s not ready ye, but she’s up in her room. I have to get going. You two have fun. And it was nice to meet you Amanda.”

Just as he left, Danielle came rushing downstairs.

“Sorry to keep you waiting. What did you want to talk about?”

“Remember yesterday you said people would pay good money to get tickled?”

“Yes, do you really want to do that?” Danielle asked a little surprised I seriously considered her idea.

“If there’s money to be made,” I replied.

“I think you would be really good at it.”

“Thank you. Do you know anyone who would pay for that?”

Danielle thought for a moment, “Uh no. But I think I know where we can find out.”

Danielle took me to the small adult bookstore. I was embarrassed to go there, I hoped no one saw me go in. Inside there were three young men looking at books, not too surprising. Danielle took me to the cash register where I was surprised to find a woman. she looked around 50.

“Danielle, you’re back sooner than I expected,” the woman greeted, “And you brought a friend this time?”

“We were hoping to check your community board,” Danielle told her.

“Yes it’s in the back where it usually is.”

“I was also wondering what we would have to do to put something on the board?”

“As long as it’s legal, you can put anything on the board. Not many people come in to put things on the board so there shouldn’t be much competition.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

Danielle and I walked to the book where the board was. Just as the woman said, there wasn’t much there.

“Doesn’t look like there are any other ads for tickling. You can be the first,” Danielle said.

“Great, now I just need to figure out where I’m going to do this,” I hadn’t figure that one out yet.

“How about my place this week? My parents are going on vacation,” Danielle offered.

“You’d be okay with that?” I wondered if she was being serious.

“As long as we clean up, my parents will never know.”

“How are they going to get a hold of us? We have to give them a number or something o let us know they’re interested.”

“I think I can figure that out.”

Danielle and I left the store and headed back to her place.

“I was surprised a woman worked there,” I told Danielle.

“Her name is Lisa, she owns the place,” Danielle responded.

“She seems too kind and gentle to be working at a place like that.”

“Lisa told me she loves those books, and she wants others to be able to read them. She has lots of erotic books including many tickling books. That’s why I go there.”

We got back to Danielle’s place and figured and figured out the rest of the details. We decided to charge for every half hour and each half hour would cost $50. We also created a poster to display on the board. Danielle helped me pick out the name The Tickling Mistress. Danielle said she would have those interested talk to Lisa and have Lisa call Danielle. Once we had everything figured out, Danielle went to put the ad on the board and I went home.

–

The next day I got a call from Danielle.

“Lisa just called, there’s someone who wants to do a session tonight at 7.”

“7, okay I’ll be ready. I’ll be at your house at 6.”

I thought about asking Jade to join me, but she already rejected my offer when we made the ad. So, it was going to be just me. I got ready and headed to Danielle’s house where I arrived around 6. We cleaned up Danielle’s room and prepared our tools. Danielle had gone out and bought some ropes, feathers, and baby oil.

“What’s the baby oil for?” I asked.

“I’ve heard it can increase ticklishness.”

“I’ll try it out.”

Our client arrived at 7. She was a woman who looked about out age.

“I’ve come for a half hour session,” she said.

We took her $50 and I lead her upstairs. She stripped down to her underwear and I tied her to Danielle’s bed. I wasted no time and dug my fingers into her belly.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Then I tickled her sides, wiggling my fingers as fast as I could over them. That seemed to work, but I didn’t know any better techniques yet, I moved to her armpits next which made her laugh much harder.

“NOTMYARMPITS!!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!NOOOOOO!!”

Despite her begging, I wanted to keep tickling her armpits for a few more minutes. By the time I stopped tickling them, she was gasping for air. I decided next to take the feather and go to her feet. that made her giggle.

“Heeheeheeheeheeheeheehee!”

I wasn’t satisfied with just her giggling, so I dropped the feather and went back to using my fingers, which got her laughing more.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!”

I spent a few minutes on her feet before realizing time was almost up. The last thing I decided to do was rub some baby oil onto her belly and use my fingers to see how much more ticklish this made her.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

She was laughing noticeably harder now. But after only a few more minutes, our session was up. 30 minutes went by fast. I untied her and handed her her clothes back.

“I was hoping you would focus more on my feet,” she told me.

“Oops, sorry,” I apologized.

“But you are very good. Thank you for this session.”

“Thank you for coming here.”

–

That first woman must have told her friends, because we had someone everyday for the rest of that week. At the end of the week we went back into the book store to take down our ad.

“What are you doing?” Lisa asked.

“We’re taking down our ad,” Danielle responded, “We don’t have anywhere to do or sessions anymore since my parents are coming back.”

“I’ve heard some very good things from the people who have seen you. I would like to help you out. I have a room upstairs that’s empty. I’ll give you that room and I’ll even supply equipment. The only thing I ask is a 10% cut.”

“Only 10%?” I asked. She nodded her head.

“Okay then, it’s a deal.”

We came back the next day and she had the upstairs room ready. Inside was a set of stocks, a table, and lots of tickling tools.

“Wow this is great,” I said looking around.

“She really knows a lot about tickling,” Danielle added.

“What do you say we test this stuff out,” I said looking at Danielle. She knew she was in for a long afternoon.