My mom seduced me-1
Hello everyone, this is a story about me and my mother. I made my way back home after my encounter with the neighbor. I didn’t want to see my Mummy, so I went and watched tv in my room. Would my Mummy confront me? Would she say something to my dad? Was she possibly turned on by the whole episode? I sat there hoping that she was since it was her that I had been thinking of.
Dinnertime came soon and I made my way downstairs. Mummy didn’t say anything since my dad came home to join us. She looked somewhat nervous to me, as she didn’t look me in the eyes the rest of the evening. A whole week went slowly by without a word from her. My father was home each night, so I was lucky that we weren’t alone together. During our week of avoidance, I did notice one thing she started to do since my visit with the neighbor. Mummy would leave her work clothes on until after dinner or leave them on until she went to bed at night. The only thing she ditched when she came home were her shoes. She walked around the house exposing her cute feet covered in silky nylons or pantyhose.
I prefer to see feet in nylons or hose, so this was a giant plus for me. I stole glances at her feet every chance I had. I helped with the dishes, talked with her while she cooked and waited to eat breakfast until she was ready to go to work. I know she caught me several times, but she never said a word.
My interest grew severely a week later as the three of us sat down to watch a movie. My parents were sitting on the sofa together and my Mummy rested her feet on the coffee table in front of her. Immediately she began to slowly rub them together. I lovingly stared at them. Mummy couldn’t see me staring unless she turned her head back towards me. I picked up a pillow to cover my growing erection. I fantasized how it must’ve felt to have silky nylon feet rubbing against each other. Mummy then took a rest for a bit before she started to wiggle her toes over and over. I sat wishing my dad were gone, so that I could crawl on over for a closer look or lick. Half way through the movie, I got my wish as my dad got up and went to bed.
My Mummy then decided to lay down on the sofa and rest her feet over the corner giving me a closer, clear view. The lamp on the end table glowed, making her nude covered feet look spectacular. I watched with intent as her dangling feet moved back and forth. Was she just resting her feet or was she setting out to tease me? I was nearly sent over the edge minutes later as she started wiggling her cute little toes. I was in a trance staring at her feet until she lifted her head and looked back at me. She didn’t say anything, but I did see a slight grin on her face. I flushed with embarrassment as she went back to watching the movie. To my surprise, her feet still kept their perch on the edge of the sofa. The movie ended and she turned on the news.
Halfway through the news, my Mummy made my day when she asked, “Would you be so kind and give my feet a massage until the news is over?
I replied, “Sure” and I walked over to the sofa bringing along the pillow I was using to hide my erection.
She scooted to the end as I sat down, putting the pillow on my lap. Mummy was once again lying on her stomach. She offered one leg to me as the other was bent upwards toward the ceiling. I was in heaven as I held her foot for the first time. The soft feel of her foot in nylon was intoxicating. I started massaging her arch with my thumbs. With each time I moved up and down I increased the pressure. When I finished the arch, I brought her foot up to my mouth and blew a trail from her heel all the way up to her toes. She twitched a bit as I blew a breeze across her toes. I then started to massage her toes. I gently massaged each one, savoring the feel of her toes in the nylon. It took all my will power not to take those delicious toes and suck on them. I think Mummy was enjoying the massage but she didn’t utter a thing as I worked. I finished with one foot and she offered the other to me without saying a word. As I held the next foot, the finished one took the place of the other, bending upwards towards the ceiling.
I knew I had time before the news was over, so I decided to massage her ankle before going to the foot. This caused Mummy to utter a moan of approval, “mmmmmm”.
“I soon found the magic spot as she spoke softly”
“mmmmm….That’s it, right there.”
As I continued working her ankle, she surprised me by lowering her other leg until it rested on the pillow sitting in my lap. Her foot was now resting on the pillow, inches away from my straining hard-on. There was no doubt that her resting foot could feel my bulge underneath. I finished with her ankle and I brought her foot up to my mouth. Mummy responded the first time I blew on her foot, so I decided to do it again.
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