Those of you who’ve read my stories will know that I had a lot of experiences tickling my aunt’s feet in childhood and adolescence. However, in the spirit of disclosure there was one - and only one - time I massaged and tickled my grandmother’s nylon feet in my early teens.
I honestly can’t remember how it came about, I can only assume I offered, but if memory serves she was waiting for my parents to get ready to give her a lift somewhere so there was time to kill. She lived in Scotland and was visiting us in the south of England, so like with my aunt, my experiences were a bit limited. This would have been after a few experiences with my aunt, however, so I had an urge for female nylon feet whenever I could!
My grandmother was a nice enough woman, a bit uptight maybe, but undeniably looked like a grandmother! As I say, I can’t remember how it came about but I found myself on the sofa with her nylon feet in my lap while I massaged and tickled her feet. They were quite narrow and pointy in her tan tights, and I noticed she was also wearing corn plasters, that I’d never seen before!
The whole thing lasted about ten minutes, with my grandmother complimenting me on my handiwork and telling my parents, who were in and out of the front room, what a good job I was doing. I found it quite interesting that my grandmother and her daughter, my aunt, both liked having their feet played with, as if there was something genetic about it! However, while I enjoyed playing with my grandmother’s feet purely from a nylon feet perspective, I didn’t get the same level of enjoyment from it that I did with my aunt!
Cheers, everybody,
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