I am twenty years old and my mother is 42 years old. I always had a thing for nylon feet, but never even thought of my mom's nylon feet before until I came home from college for the holidays to spend time with my mom. She made me a great dinner. Then we had some coffee, talked about school and my grades. She always made sure that I was keeping my grades up.

When we finished eating, she told me to sit and watch t.v. While she did the dishes, I went inside and noticed there was no couch. I asked her what had happened to the couch. She told me that she was getting a new one. So I sat on the floor and watched t.v. When she finished washing the dishes, she came to watch t.v. I was sitting with my legs folded and she was lying on her stomach. I noticed that she had on silppers and dark brown stockings. My eyes almost popped out of my head, but I just tried to watch t.v.

Then I turned to her and saw that she had both legs bent with her feet facing upwards. I just continued to watch t.v. Then my mom's slipper fell off. I was going to get it, but she put her foot down and put it back on. Then it happened again. I went to get it. I was so close to her nylon foot. I was going to put it on her foot, but I instead took her slipper and slapped her nylon foot with very little force.

She jumped and told me to stop. I said that I was only playing. She said, "That hurt!" I told her that I was sorry and placed my hand on her nylon foot. I almost lost my breath. She saw this and said, "Now rub me where you slapped my foot."

I happily agreed. It was so intense rubbing her foot that wanted to cum in my pants, but I held it. Then when I was rubbing her foot and she was looking in the t.v. guide, I just barely touched my tongue on her toe. She turned and asked, "So, is this why you read that magazine?"

I said, "What magazine?"

She answered, "The one that I found about two months ago when you left for college." She had obviously found a copy of one of my Leg Show magazines. I was so red in the face that she told me it was kinda' funny. Then I told her that I wa sorry. She said, "Don't worry about it."

As I started to say something back to her, I opened my mouth to speak and she put her nylon foot in my mouth as far she she could. I almost gagged. She asked me if I liked it. All I could do was to shake my head yes. Suddenly I came so hard that she she said, "I can see that you like it." She took her nylon foot out of my mouth and asked, "Did that hurt, honey?"

I told her that it didn't hurt. She went in to the kitchen to get some dessert.