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Mom's Feet
Published on Wednesday, September 10, 2014

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I always had something for her feet; they are the softest feet. Last week she had an office party to go to. She asked me if I could drop her off, and one of her friends would drive her back. I told her I was happy to do it.

It was around 1 a.m. when I heard the door open. I was up watching tv. I asked her how the party was, but she only mumbled something I couldn't make out, and then she went to her room. So I got up to check on her.

When I got there, she was already in bed. I asked her if she was okay, and she told me she had drank too much. She also told me the room was spinning. I asked if she needed anything, but she didn't answer. She was out cold. I shook her a few times, but she didn't move.

As I was leaving the room, I noticed her feet were out from the covers. Seeing them aroused me, so I thought to myself that I could maybe do some things to her feet, and she'd never know. My cock got hard really quick. I touched her foot to see if she would wake, but there was no response. Nothing. Then I put my face next to her feet, and started to smell them. Wow! They smelled amazing.

She still never moved, so I got bolder. I started to suck on her toes, starting from her little toe to her big toe on one of her feet, and then her other foot. She still never moved. I couldn't believe what I was doing, and I knew I definitely wasn't goning to stop there.

As I was licking her soles, and sucking on her toes, I thought I heard her moaning. I stopped what I was doing because I didn't want to get caught. I shook her again to see if she would wake up, but she was out cold. Nothing. I could see that she was so drunk, she couldn't feel what I was doing at all. So I took my boxers off, and stood in her room totally naked with the hardest cock I had ever had before.

I kneeled on the bed, and stared to rub my cock all over her feet. Then I started to fuck her soles very gently. She still didn't move. I didn't last too long, and I shot a load all over her feet and ankles. I couldn't believe what I had just done. I got off the bed, and went to the kitchen to grab a towel so that I could wipe the mess up before she woke up.

As I went back to her room, she moved a little, and her feet were under the covers.

I thought to myself, "I hope she doesn't notice the cum all over her feet when she wakes up."

I didn't want to chance waking her up just in case she was coming out of her drunken stupor, so I went to bed. I woke up that morning to go into the kitchen, and I found her sitting, and drinking coffee. She told me that she had a good time, but that she drank too much, and didn't remember when she got home. I told her she had gotten home at 1 a.m.

She then asked me if I had been in her room after she had gotten home. I pretty much just told her that I had peeked in to check in on her to see if she was okay. I was hoping that she hadn't noticed that she had cum all over her feet, and ankles, so I very sheepishly asked her why she wondered if I had been in her room.

She told me that she had found my boxers on the floor of her room when she woke up, so I thought to myself, "I just got busted!" But instead of admitting anything, I simply told her I had no idea why they were in her room. Thankfully, before our conversation could go any further, the phone rang, and I was saved from any more embarrassment. I really didn't want to get into it with her in case she had figured out or guessed that I had been messing around with her, or doing something in her room that I shouldn't have been doing.

I heard her on the phone talking with her friend about the party, and telling her that she had a good time, at which point I stepped out of her room, and headed for my own room. But then I stopped just outside of her room out of her view, and overheard more of her side of the conversation. She was telling her friend that she must have gotten really drunk, so drunk that she totally spaced out on what might have happened to her when she awoke the next morning to realize that her feet and ankles had something splashed on them that had dried.

But then the conversation went back to how much fun she remembered having at the party, and how she wanted to do it all over again. "But maybe I won't drink so much next time," I heard her say.

I thought to myself, "I hope that she does drink too much, and passes out on her bed again so that I can get off on her feet another time." Then I thought, "I'll have to take more pics next time."

1st Addendum:

Webmaster's note: Noted below, this author sent the following addendum that he illustrated with more photos.

He told us, "Wow!! Last night I had a wonderful time with her feet again.
It was 12 am when I creeped in her room. This is what I walked into."

"I was all over her feet licking and gently rubbing my cock all over them. They smell
amazing. In the morning she ask if I was in her room. I think she knows what I'm doing."

2nd Addendum:

Webmaster's note: Noted below, this author sent the following addendum that he illustrated with more photos.

He tells us, "Wow!! Last night I had a wonderful time with her feet again. It was
12 am when I creeped in her room. This is what I walked into. I was all over her
feet licking and gently rubbing my cock all over them. They smell amazing. In
the morning she asked if I was in her room. I think she knows what I'm doing."

This story was submitted anonymously.

To post your comments about this story, feel free to go over to this topic
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