Oh, hi, sweetie! Did you sleep well? I mean, I should hope so--it’s one in the afternoon! You really should get to bed earlier, you know. You might not feel it right now, but when you get a little older and you don’t have a good sleep schedule, you’re gonna crash. Oh, don’t mind me, your momma’s just being a worrywart again. I’m sure you’ll be fine.

Would you close that sliding door behind you? I don’t want you letting any bugs in. God, this heat! It brings out the worst bugs. I had to skim some off the top of the pool this morning--since you were sleeping in and all. Oh, stop it, it’s fine! You’re a growing boy, you need your rest. Don’t mind me.

The pool looks nice, though, doesn’t it? Even if you’re not swimming in it, it’s nice to just lounge by the pool and rest for a bit. Gets the week out of your mind and lets you just enjoy the moment, you know? And it helps with the damn heat, too. Oh, you brought me some water! What a sweetheart you are~ It’s tough for your momma to beat the heat, my being a Glaceon and everything. I’ll just take that from you now.

Hmmmmm~ That hits the spot. Thank you, honey. You know, it’s been such a long week, my feet are still feeling a little sore. Do you think you could rub them for me? That’s right, settle down in front of my lounge chair, just like that. I’ll scoot up a little bit so you can reach them better. Is that alright? There we go. Just take my flip flops off and put them off to the side. They’re the nice pink ones you got me a few months back. Oh~ Don’t think I didn’t see that little sniff you gave to the soles. You’re shameless, you know that, darling? Absolutely shameless.

There we are. Mommy’s big, soft, lovely blue feet, just for you. You’ve been looking forward to these all week, haven’t you? Oh, come on, now, you’re a terrible liar. Remember when you were sorting through my sock drawer and you said you were just looking for a flashlight? I found a pair of my socks in your room, and they were crusty enough that they could stand on their own. If you want to jerk off with my socks, sweetheart, all you need to do is ask! I’d be happy to give you a pair.

Start on the toes now, boy. That’s right, press your nose against them, just like that. Breathe in, let the smell get inside you.  Smells nice, doesn’t it? All warm and sweet and salty. It’s not too strong, is it, darling? Oh, never mind, nothing could ever be too strong for you, you little footslut. Just keep breathing them in. Put your hands on my foot, now, and massage them while you sniff. Give your hands something to do while you huff on Mommy’s pretty toes. I just got a new coat of nail polish on them the other day. It’s a new color--I think it’s called “shocking scarlet” or something. Do you like it? 

Good. Now, suck on them. Get those soft lips of yours around Mommy’s toes. Let me feel your tongue run all along the tips. Yes, that’s right, like that. Just like that for Mommy. They’re all sweaty from the heat, so they must taste amazing for you. Isn’t that right? Oh, don’t be so dramatic. They’re just a little strong, that’s all! Oh no, I know you’re not complaining. I can see that smile~

You’re going to go down a little further on my foot, sweetheart. You’re going to swallow up my toes, and you’re going to take in more and more of Momma’s soft, lovely foot. OK? Yes, that’s good. Go a little further. Let your mouth go a little bit wider. It’s cute seeing you drool with your mouth full, you know. Doesn’t Mommy’s foot taste nice? Especially the sole--I rubbed it with pumice this morning, so it must be nice and smooth for you. Run your tongue along it and feel. Go on. Heeheehee~ Not so much, that tickles! Ah, that’s better. You’re doing great so far, boy.

Now, here’s what you’re going to do. You’re going to take more and more of my foot into your mouth, right up until I can feel my toes tickle the back of your throat. Right when that happens, you’re going to stay there for me, for a whole minute. If you can make it a whole minute, Mommy’s going to give you a footjob. But if you can’t...well, you’ll find out, won’t you? It won’t be anything I haven’t done to you before, don’t worry.

Don’t give me those eyes, boy. You can do it. I wouldn’t have asked you to do it unless I knew you could. Just pretend it’s one of your friends’ cocks. That’ll make it easier for you, won’t it, honey? Don’t blush so much! It wasn’t a secret or anything. Now, on the count of three. One...two...three.

Mmmmf~ There it is! Can you feel my toes wiggle? From the way your eyes are watering, I guess you can. It’s OK, baby, just relax. Breathe through your nose. Breathe through your nose and focus on the way Mommy tastes. I’m starting the timer...now.

See? You’re doing so well already. You should see how you look right now, it’s like your lips are wrapped around my heel. Do you know how many boys of mine can’t even go halfway down my foot? And here you are deepthroating it so easily. I told you it wouldn’t be that hard, didn’t I?

Oh-oh. That’s OK, honey, you can gag. It’s OK to gag on my foot--in fact, it feels kind of nice! It gets my foot all wet with your spit, and I can feel your muscles spasm ‘round it...yes! There! Just like that. Oh, and it’s so cute to hear you choke, too! I’m just teasing you, honey, you don’t need to take it so seriously! Gosh!

OK, you’re halfway there! You can do it! Just keep breathing through your nose for me. Don’t even think about how it’s all the way in your mouth. Just focus on sucking it, focus on licking it, focus on making Mommy feel good. You can do that, can’t you? It’s what gets you up in the morning. It’s what keeps you going. You love Mommy.

You’re almost there. Ten seconds left! Nine...eight...seven...six...come on, quit gagging! Five...four...three...two…

See? What did I tell you? Such a good boy for Mommy.