Falling in love with mom's beautiful feet in stockings

(Married Woman Incest) Falling in Love with Mom's Stocking-Clad Feet "Does it feel good, Mom?" I asked, kissing my mom's flesh-colored stockings. "Suck my toes," Mom said with her eyes closed. I gently held Mom's feet to my face, smelling the mature woman's foot fragrance. I stuck out my tongue and licked Mom's soles. The flesh-colored stockings on Mom's feet clung even tighter. I licked from her heel to her toes. The flesh-colored stockings wrapped around Mom's toes, which were painted with burgundy nail polish. I opened my mouth and took Mom's left foot into my mouth. "Ah..." Mom moaned comfortably. I held Mom's left foot with one hand, sucking on her sexy toes. My other hand didn't stop either, stroking her clitoris through her panties. Mom was aroused by me and twisted her body, her feet also wriggling in my mouth. The warmth and smell of her feet made me erect quickly. I took off the stockings from Mom's legs, smelled them hard on my face, and then sucked on Mom's big toe. Mom moved again. Under the effect of the air conditioning, my lust became even stronger. I started frantically licking my mother's feet. My mother gasped for breath, "Come in, suck my toes and fuck me!" I quickly pulled down her panties, took out my penis, and forcefully thrust it in. I lowered her left leg, grabbed her right foot, clad in stockings, licked and smelled it, then thrust hard. "Ah, harder, son, I let you smell my stockinged feet every day!" "Scream louder, Mom!" "Ah...ah...so good...go in a little more, fuck me, Mom wants to give you a son!" I licked my mother's stockinged feet and forcefully brought her to orgasm. My mother and I have maintained this relationship for two years. My mother is 44 years old this year. Two years ago, not long after I started university, my parents divorced. My father left my mother this house and some money and ran off with his mistress. I've been studying at university in this city, so I've always stayed with my mother. My mother runs a cosmetics business and has stylish short hair. She loves to dress up and often wears stockings and high heels. She's 161cm tall but weighs only 90-something pounds. She has a great figure. I knew my mother was very sad during that time, so I went home to have meals and drinks with her whenever I had time. I remember that day very clearly; my mother drank too much, and so did I. I held her and watched her fall asleep. Because of the alcohol, my desire was quite strong. I looked at my mother's toes, which were wearing flesh-colored stockings and had burgundy nail polish, and they looked incredibly sexy. Since my mother had walked a long way home from get off work, her feet looked wet. I couldn't help but smell my mother's stockinged feet and became completely aroused. I smelled and licked them for a long time, but my mother didn't wake up. I started masturbating by sucking on my mother's toes, and soon I ejaculated. I regained my senses and immediately went back to my room. I couldn't fall asleep for a while, and thinking about my mother's stockinged feet made me hard again. After struggling for a long time, I went back to my mother's room. This time, desire completely overcame reason. I ignored my mother and started frantically sucking, smelling, and licking my mother's stockinged feet. My mother suddenly woke up, looked at me in surprise, and didn't say anything. I looked at my mother and didn't stop what I was doing. Perhaps because she was still drunk, my mother seemed to be enjoying herself, and so did I. I roughly bit open the toe of her stockings and began sucking on her toes one by one. She started moaning, "Son...oh...don't...it feels so good." "Mom, your stockinged feet smell so good, and your toes are so beautiful. I dream about sucking on your toes." She didn't speak, just closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation. I was fully awake then. I started pulling off her skirt, removing one side of her stockings, and then, biting her toes, licked my way down to her vagina. I sucked and licked her vagina desperately, and she cried out loudly. A few minutes later, I couldn't hold back any longer. I pulled out my penis, looked at my mother, and said, "Mom, let your son be filial to you, serve you every day." Then I inserted it. While holding my mother's feet and licking them, I thrust my body. I said to my mother passionately, "Mom, is it okay if I lick your stockinged feet every day? Is it okay if I fuck you every day? Does it feel good, Mom?" "No... ah... it feels good... lick my feet... faster... it feels so good." I thrust dozens more times and felt like I was about to ejaculate, so I immediately pulled out, hugged my mother, and sat on top of her. My mother closed her eyes and kept twisting her buttocks, constantly shouting "harder." A few minutes later, I rolled over, spread my mother's legs into an M shape, and took the pantyhose hanging from my mother's left foot into my mouth, shouting wildly, "Mom, I'm going to cum, ah!" My mother's legs also squeezed me tightly. I thrust a few times and ejaculated inside. After resting for a while, my mother became more awake and suddenly became very embarrassed. My mother sighed and said, "Go out quickly, are you planning to stay overnight?" I had no choice but to go out the door and go back to my room. I was still very happy that Mom didn't scold me. I got up early the next morning and saw Mom making breakfast in a dress and flip-flops. I sat in the dining room, intently admiring her back; her legs and feet were so white, her buttocks so round. Thinking of last night, I laughed out loud excitedly. Soon after, Mom finished and came out, not even looking at me, and said very seriously, "Go back to school after you finish eating," before putting on her sheer stockings and high heels and going to the shop. I skipped class and spent the afternoon watching incestuous porn. Watching the sons in the movies making love to their mothers day and night, my mind raced. I decided I should do something to get Mom used to having sex with me. I went to the shop around 8:30, just before closing time, but there were no customers. My mother didn't seem inclined to acknowledge me when I arrived, continuing to sit at the counter watching TV online. I walked over and said, "I've come to keep you company, Mom." She coldly replied, "Oh." Then I abruptly pushed aside the swivel chair she was sitting in, quickly knelt under the counter, grabbed the armrests, and dragged her over. She gasped in surprise, then, realizing there were many people outside, whispered, "Are you crazy? What are you trying to do?" I answered, "To make Mom feel good." I then pulled down her pantyhose and underwear to her knees, buried my head inside, and frantically licked her clitoris. The smell was so pungent, it aroused me even more. I hugged her buttocks, sucking and licking them forcefully, and she moaned softly. A short while later, a woman suddenly came in asking about prices. While my mother explained the cosmetics to her, I continued to serve her, saying, "This one is more suitable for oily skin, and the price is reasonable." I stuck my tongue out and thrust it into her vagina. My mother's legs were tightly clamped together. At that moment, the woman paid and left. I gripped my mother's vagina tightly and licked it. Suddenly, I felt a warm rush to my tongue. My mother sighed and slumped back in the chair. I looked at my mother, then got up and closed the roller shutter. My mother saw me coming over again and said, "What else do you want to do? Others can hear us." "I just want to make Mom feel good and serve you well," I said with a smile. My mother said, "No, we can't have sex anymore. That's incest." After saying that, she prepared to get up and put on her stockings and underwear. Before my mother could get up, I pinned her down, knelt before her, and confessed my love passionately. My mother was surprised. Before she could react, I picked up her left foot and pulled off her black stiletto heel. "Mom, let your son serve you," I said. I took a deep sniff of her foot. After wearing high heels all day, her feet were sweaty and smelled incredibly alluring. I inhaled for a long time, then licked the sole of her foot with my tongue, biting her sexy toes encased in stockings. My mother let out a soft moan. I then grabbed her right foot and rubbed both feet against my face, savoring the sensation. By this time, I was incredibly hard. I pushed the chair against the wall, stripped my mother of her lower body, pulled down my pants, took out my penis, grabbed the armrest, and thrust it hard into her vagina. I frantically pumped, and my mother tried her best to hold back her moans. So I bent down and kissed her, our tongues intertwining. I went faster and harder, the sounds of our bodies slapping echoing in the shop. The sound was so sweet that I straightened up, grabbed my mother's bare feet, and sucked on her toes as I thrust. My mother moved her hips to meet my thrusts. "Come on, Mom, ah... I love you, Mom," I said, burying my face in her feet and ejaculating forcefully inside her. Afterward, I picked my mother up and sat her on the counter, looking at her and saying, "Mom, let me give you happiness for the rest of your life." My mother sighed and smiled, saying, "Mom's getting old, just don't dislike me." I happily replied, "How could that be? My beloved mother will always be young." "Hurry up, stop fooling around, let's get dressed and go home." The mother and son whispered sweet nothings all the way home. Once inside, I couldn't wait to strip my mother naked. She was only wearing pantyhose and underwear. I pinned her to the ground and kissed her for a few minutes. I said to her, "Mom, you know what? I've been in love with you for a long time. Every time I see your sexy stockinged feet, I want to pin you down and smell and lick them. Have you noticed that I often use your stockings to masturbate?" "Really? I didn't expect my son to like my feet. Well, Mom will let you smell and lick them every day, for as long as you want." "Mom, I love you." "Son, Mom feels the same way. I'm not lying to you. I haven't done it with him for years. You've brought me back to that feeling of pleasure. It feels so good." "Mom, if we close the door, no one will know what we're doing, right?""I can do it with Mom anywhere in the house, right?" "Yes, son, you can lick Mom's feet anywhere—the balcony, the toilet, the living room, the dining table, the kitchen, and even the bedroom. You can suck Mom's toes and do it to me." After a series of teasing, Mom and I couldn't take it anymore. I carried Mom to the living room sofa, knelt in front of her feet, and frantically smelled her stockinged feet, licking and sucking her toes. Since there were no outsiders, Mom said loudly, "Son... oh... so good... take off Mom's stockings, lick Mom's toes, suck Mom's feet." I took off Mom's stockings, and the dark toes stimulated me. I put them in my mouth and then sucked on Mom's two big toes. After playing with Mom's feet enough, I let Mom sit on me. I turned on the air conditioner and took off all of Mom's clothes. Mom was moving up and down frantically while moaning. I gently bit Mom's nipples. Before long, Mom hugged me tightly and climaxed. My mother collapsed onto me, and I picked her up, continuing to have sex with her as we walked. We reached her room, and I made her kneel with her back to me. I spread her buttocks and licked her anus. She said, "It's dirty, don't lick it." "Mommy smells good everywhere, I want to eat Mommy's shit!" Then I thrust into her vagina, stimulating her anus while continuing to have sex with her. She cried out in pleasure, "Son...you're so good...husband...fuck me harder!" Stimulated by her, I ejaculated inside her again. That night, in my mother's room, we made love non-stop until we were exhausted. The next day, my mother didn't go to the shop, saying she was too tired and needed a day to rest. I laughed and said, "Mommy, today might be even more tiring." Then I started teasing her, and soon she was wet. I started doing my morning exercises again, holding her left foot and licking and sucking while thrusting, while her right foot stimulated my nipples. It felt incredibly good, and I ejaculated within minutes. After I finished, I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already past 2 PM. I didn't see my mom, so I quickly ate the lunch she had prepared. I called her, and she said she had gone out to buy groceries and go shopping. She was wearing stockings again, and I got an wicked hard-on. Around 4 PM, my mom came back. I told her to stay home and rest without taking off her shoes, but she said, "You're up to no good again, huh? I'll give you what you want." She was in the kitchen picking vegetables, wearing sheer stockings and high heels. I went over and hugged her from behind, blowing into her ear, "Mom, your feet smell so good. It's so nice to smell and lick them every day." "Son, lick them whenever you want. Mom wears stockings every day, and I'll lick them for you every day… ah… harder… faster… Mom fucks you every day… husband… fuck… faster… faster…" Hearing her moans, I started thrusting harder, "slap slap slap… slap slap slap…" "Mom, I'm going to cum again." "Cum, cum… good husband… faster, Mom's coming." I hugged her tightly, thrust a few times, and ejaculated inside her. [The End]

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