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Helen's Horny Hosiery Boy Ch. 01

By: slitlicker69



Due to the sensitivity of this subject matter, I found that it took longer than usual to develop this theme as I delved deeply into the nylon fetish and its cousin oedipal obsession. Thus, this is a very long chapter, almost a novella in its own right, so readers might want to be prepared to spend a good hour or two on it.

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I always did think that mommy was sexy. Especially when she dressed up. Mom worked at an office downtown and so she dressed up real well and I'd often sneak peeks through her bedroom door when she got dressed. And I especially got excited when she rolled her stockings up her smooth legs and fastened them to the garter straps. But then, I always darted away before she could catch me looking at her. I'd sit in the front room and watch her walk towards the kitchen, or the front door if she was running late and had to skip breakfast. I was always enthralled the way she looked in heels, hose, and a tight-fitting business dress suit with white blouse unbutton just enough at the top for some of her humongous cleavage to peek out. Yeah! Mom's got really big tits. And, oh, the way she moved her body when she was dressed like that!

Dad had left us several years ago, and I knew that mommy had to be very lonely. I always wished that I could take daddy's place to fill that gap in her life and her heart. I loved her so much I wanted to make up the difference for her, for what she was missing. To be honest, I wanted to have sex with her. But how does one go about fucking their own mother? So, all I could do was to dream, and sneak peeks at her whenever I could, and then masturbate at night thinking about what intimate parts of her body I'd seen, and what I'd like to do with her. Even though she was pushing 40 she had such a great figure and such huge gravity-defying boobs that preceded her by a mile (well, maybe I'm exaggerating there) where ever she walked, that she could have had any man she wanted. But she never dated. Her whole life was devoted to me and to working to keep our home and put food on the table and to save to put me through college when the time came. And I loved her so much for that and wished that there was some way to show it.

It was after passing my 18th birthday that I decided to take things to the next level.

We were eating breakfast sitting across from each other at the dinning room table. Mom was all dressed and ready for work as she sipped her coffee and picked at her scrambled eggs while looking at the morning paper. Me? I had already woofed down my eggs and was going to start on a bowl of Cheerios (part of my plan). In pouring the Cheerios into my bowl I let one land on the table and roll off onto my lap where I gave it a little slap under the table—where mom couldn't see my hand—to make sure that it rolled on the floor towards her feet. 

"Oops! I dropped one," I said as I started to duck under the table. "I'll get it before someone steps on it and mashes it into the rug. 

And, oh, what a sight that was under the table! The cheerio had landed near mom's foot but that wasn't what I was looking at. Mom had her legs crossed and her blue business skirt was hiked up so far I could see most of her beige nylon enshrouded legs. Especially the one that was crossed I could see all the way up past the tops of her stocking and clear too the creamy white flesh there just below her ass. And those sexy garter straps wrapped around her ass and hips like I wish I was. I wanted to stay down there forever, but I knew she'd get suspicious if I did. 

"Mom, the cheerio is right by your foot," I lied 'cause I had already retrieved the cheerio but I wanted an excuse to get closer to her legs—and to maybe touch. "Could you please lift your foot a moment?" And then I did touch as I gently grabbed hold of her ankle as if urging her to lift her foot. And the feel of her nylon enshrouded ankle in my hand sent wonderful thrills all through my body and made my cock throb in my gym shorts.

"Sure sweetie," she said as she lifted her foot several inches up off the floor. This made both of her legs elevated and I was able to look up underneath to the bottoms of both her thighs all the way to her garter straps and beyond. And my cock was so hard and full of urgent need that I was starting to hump the floor while looking up mommy's dress like that. Oh, if I could only stay like this forever, I thought. Praying, but not quite able, to see her panties. 

But I had to make it look good and so I said, "it's okay now mom, I've got it." Nonetheless I continued to hold her ankle for a second as she lowered her foot back to the floor—savoring the last split second of contact with her sexy nylons, and to catch the last fleeting glimpse up her skirt. And then, oh so reluctantly I scooted back out from under the table and made a show of eating my cheerios.

After finishing breakfast we went our separate ways, she to work, and me to school. She gave me a sweet kiss before we parted.

The next day was a Saturday and mom had a couple of friends over for tea before they all went to the mall for some shopping. Charlotte and Lucy were both near mom's age in their mid to late thirties. Charlotte was a red head, and Lucy was a brunette. They all looked so beautiful sitting together on the living room couch with mom's blonde mane contrasted with Charlotte's red, and Lucy's brunette. They all three wore summer dresses that didn't quite reach the knees when they were standing, and now that they were sitting with their legs crossed they were all showing lots of thigh.

I entered the living room carrying a comic book and nonchalantly dropped to the floor right in front of them with my comic book in front of me so I could look up their dresses while pretending to read my comic. I was mildly disappointed that none of them were wearing any hosiery that day, but on the other hand I was richly rewarded with lots of nice views of sexy legs.

All the time they were so busy talking with each other and sipping their tea that they didn't hardly notice me laying there looking up their skirts—or so it seemed to me at the time. As they talked they each crossed and recrossed their legs several time—and each time I got to catch a glimpse of their panties—not to mention the insides of their creamy thighs.

After finishing their tea, they got and got ready to depart for the mall. Reaching the front door, Lucy said to mom, "don't you think you should kiss your son goodbye?"

"Certainly." Mom returned to where I was still sprawled out on the floor. I started to sit up just as mom bent down over me. The cleavage of her dress hung low exposing her ample cleavage, and as I admired and drooled over her boobs swinging and quivering so close to my face, her perfume enveloped me as if I had fallen into a garden from some children's story book. She gave me a sweet, chaste kiss on the side of the face and rejoined her friends. 

Several hours later after they all returned from the mall mom said, "let's all go into my bedroom and try on the new pantyhose we bought. You know how difficult it is to put on a new pair of panty hose the first time you try them on. I think we all could use a little help in trying these on."

"Sounds like fun," Lucy said grinning at mom and Charlotte. 

And so they all three went into mom's bedroom with the new pantyhose they had purchased, and shut the door.

Not to worry. A couple of weeks ago I had discovered a knot in the back wall of my closet—and this was the wall that separated my closet from mom's bedroom. It wasn't really a wall at all, just a section of wood paneling. So, once I had discovered that knot there in the wood it didn't take much of a genius to realize that I needed to work it loose and extract it—since doing so would give me a nice view of mom's bedroom. Then when I was done I'd put the knot back in place so she'd never notice and never know that I'd been spying on her. And so, as soon as mom and her two friends shut the door to her bed room I made a dash for mine, and slowly (so as to not attract attention) removed the knot from its hole and putting my eye up to it I took in the show.

And what a show it was! It took my breath away. The three women, my mom and her two friends, were helping each other out of their dresses! And they were laughing and giggling and touching each other more than was necessary to remove their dresses. But what was really neat was that I got to see mommy and both her friends in nothing but their white panties and their white bras. And my cock almost exploded it got so hard so fast. I had to drop my shorts and pull my under wear down to let it out of its captivity before it hurt itself.

And then mommy snuck up behind Lucy and pulled her panties down to her knees causing all three women to giggle. And I had to start playing with myself. I got to see pussy! Real live pussy! And it was shaved, which I thought was curious.

But before I could recover from that Charlotte yanked mommy's panties down! And now I was staring at my own mother's cunnie! And her blonde bush framing it. And my throbbing cock trembled and jumped straining against my loving, rubbing hand. 

Soon all three women were butt naked except for their sexy white bras. And mom with her blonde bush, Charlotte with her red one, and Lucy as bald as a clam. But the contrast between the three was highly erotic. 

"Okay, let's try on these pantyhose," mom said as she laid down on her back on her bed with her ass near the edge. Then she stuck her legs straight up in the air and it looked so incredibly sexy. Especially since I could see part of her quim peeking out and winking at me from betwixt the tops of her thighs which were held close together.

Lucy took up mom's new pair of pantyhose and moved up close to mom—so close that she was pressing her body, her naked sexy body, against mom's leg. She caressed mom's foot and began to kiss it. Meanwhile Charlotte had also moved in to press her body against mom's other leg and began caressing and kissing mom's other foot.

And mom had a dreamy look on her face and was kind of mumbling incoherently like maybe she was softly moaning or purring like a cat. Then the two women inserted mom's feet into the sexy lycra nylon material, and they gently and carefully began to roll it down her feet and ankles. Then they adjusted the feet and ankles, making sure the hosiery was stretched tight enough and snug enough that they wouldn't run out of material before they reached her torso.

Then they continued unrolling the pantyhose legs until they reached mom's knees. Then they paused again to stretch and smooth out the material. Satisfied that everything was moving along just fine, they nuzzled their faces against mom's feet and ankles and kissed her instep as they continued to unroll the pantyhose and work it down mom's thighs.

At this point mom had to spread her thighs a little bit apart to allow the other two women room to work. And I got to see mom's cunt like never before! Her entire pussy was now exposed to me, the big fat lips which seemed to be quivering and calling out for attention. And the slit between those lips, all glistening with her fluids.

Lucy and Charlotte had mom's pantyhose rolled down all the way to mom's ass, and they paused again to run their hands all up and down mom's nylon-encased legs—just like I'd love to do. They were loving, caressing, and fondling mom's legs while kissing and nuzzling her feet.

And as they caressed mom's legs and feet mom's pussy got even wetter. And through the knot hole I could smell a strange tart, tangy aroma in the air that wasn't there before. I didn't understand what it was, but it made my cock twitch and quiver even more than before.

And then they had mom stand up and they pulled her pantyhose the rest of the way up and gave her fanny a playful swat and giggled as her ass cheeks vibrated under the sheer material like a huge bowl of jello. And I just about shot my wad.

Then it was Charlotte's turn on the bed, and mom and Lucy gave her the same treatment that mom had received. By the time they were working on Lucy's legs, my balls had turned blue and ached for release, and my cock was straining so hard I was afraid it'd try to crawl through the knot hole by itself in order to join the women in the room.

And now that tart, tangy aroma was much stronger, coming as it did from the pussies of all three women (yes, by this time I had figured out that it was pussy smell). I inhaled deeply and licked my lips.

Now all three women were fully encased in their gorgeous sexy pantyhose and they stood in front of mom's full length mirror to pose and model. First they stood side to side, with mom in the middle, their arms around each other's waists "ooohing and ahhhing" at how sexy they each looked. 

Then they played a game of slapping each other's fanny's and giggling at watching the way their ass cheeks jiggled like bowls of jello underneath the tightly stretched lycra-nylon material. Then the next thing I knew Charlotte and Lucy turned in towards mom and made a sandwich out of her, Charlotte pressed her body against mom's backside and rubbed her crotch against mom's butt. Lucy, facing mom, put her arms around both women so she could fondle Charlotte's fanny, and at the same time she rubbed her bra-encased tits side-to-side against mom's.

And now they were rubbing their nylon-enshrouded legs together, Lucy forced her leg in between mom's and began rubbing in and out and up and down, while Charlotte rubbed one of her legs against the outside of mom's. And mom rubbed one of her legs up and down between Lucys. And these three women rubbing their nylon-enshrouded legs together like that made a "swish, swish, swish" sound that was so erotic it blew my mind. 

But it was when Lucy raised her leg so high that she was rubbing it back and forth against mom's crotch that I lost it. My balls contracted and I shot my load against the wood paneling. It struck with such a load splat sound that I was afraid they'd hear it in the other room. Have to clean it up later.  I quickly pulled my shorts back up and ran back into the living room and pretended to be reading one of my comic books. 

And just in the nick of time to! No sooner had I sat down and opened up the comic book than mom and her two friends came out wearing their summer dresses over the new pantyhose they'd just purchased and tried on.

Mom said, "Stevie, honey, I'm going to go out for the evening with my friends. There is left over stew in the fridge from last night. You're okay with heating it up by yourself for dinner?"

"Y-y-yeah, mom." I was still in a state of near shock from the sexy sights I'd just witnessed.

Mom walked up to me, "that's my sweetie," she said as she bent over to give me another kiss. But this time, unlike her usual goodbye kisses which were pecks on the cheek, she kissed me directly on the lips while both her hands caressed my cheek. And I tingled all over, and my cock began to stir again from the touch of her lips on mine, even though I had just cum. And her legs, her nylon-enshrouded legs were touching my knees! She let her lips linger on mine longer that was seemly for just a goodbye kiss and as I relished that sensation, the rich garden delights of her perfume enveloped me once more—but now, blending in with her sweet perfumre was that tart, tangy aroma of her arousal that still emanated from her even though she had her clothes on.

And it made my cock now fully spring back to life and begin to tent my shorts. And I felt a little embarrassed because I was afraid that mom would notice, and because her friends were staring at it with strange smiles on their faces.

Then Lucy said, "Helen, you'd better be careful there, I think you're starting to turn on your little sonny boy there." Then she and Charlotte giggled.

Mom pulled away from the kiss and looked down at the huge bulge in my shorts. And her face broke out into a huge grin. Then she looked back at my face and said, "now you be a good boy while mommy's gone. Behave yourself now." And she gave my face a playful little slap, really more of a love tap that anything. And then she rejoined her friends. Then, just before stepping out and closing the door behind her, she looked back at me, smiled, and said, "Bye, bye now." 

As soon as I heard their car drive away I ripped off all of my clothes and dashed into mom's bedroom. Mommy's bedroom! And there I was, surrounded by all of her perfume bottles, make-up paraphernalia, and other artifacts of her femininity and her mystic. Oh, how many times I have snuck peeks into this most mysterious and sacred of places throughout the years, and now, here I am in mommy's bedroom—totally naked, and feeling oh, so naughty. And that thought alone made my erection grow. The aroma of their perfumes, mommy's and the other two women's, was still rather strong in the room and made the place I was entering seem like a luxurious garden, a paradise—or more like entering heaven. 

But what really turned me on was that strange, tart, tangy aroma that had emanated out of their pussies, mommy's and the other two women's, when they were putting the panty hose on each other, it too was still very strong in the room, and blending with their perfume it was most intoxicating. I inhaled, breathing deeply several times, and my cock went crazy. I began to play with myself, relishing the intoxicating aromas while vividly recalling everything that mommy and her two friends were just doing in this very room just moments ago. And then, just before I came (I was afraid of spilling on mommy's rug), I dashed into my own bedroom and quickly relieved myself into one of my T-shirts.

Came Monday morning and I took up position at the knot hole in the wall as usual to watch mom get dressed and admire they way she rolled her stockings up her legs and fastened them to her garter straps. And as usual I played with myself as I watched her.

After we had breakfast and she left for work (it was summer vacation now and I didn't have to go to school) I stepped into the bathroom to brush my teeth. And there, hanging on the shower rod was the new pair of pantyhose that she had worn on Saturday. She had hand washed them in the sink and then hung them up to dry. And just looking at these pantyhose made me start to get an erection. I couldn't help but think that these very pantyhose had caressed mom's feet, legs, ass, hips, and crotch and thinking of that made me very horny. And these were the same pantyhose that mom's two friends had rolled down mom's legs while making love to her feet. These were the same pair of pantyhose that mom was wearing when her two friends made her pussy get wet. And these were the same pantyhose that mom was wearing when she and her two sexy friends were horsing around and they made a sandwich out of mom, and when they rubbed their legs together making that sexy "swish, swish, swish" sound.

And I got so hot I was as trembly and frantic as I was the other night when I actually saw all that sexy play in person. 

And then I got an idea. I took the pantyhose (they were dry now) into my bedroom and then I got several pairs of my rolled up socks and underwear and I stuffed them down into the feet of the hosiery. Then I took larger items like rolled up T-shirts and stuffed them down to form the "calves." And then from the living room I took a couple of cylindrical shaped arm pillows and stuffed them down to form the "thighs." And then I took my foam rubber pillow off of my bed and folded it over double and stuffed it in to make the lower portion of the torso, pulling the pantyhose over it. 

And now I had a sex doll that vaguely resembled a real woman and that was encased in precious, sacred, sexy lycra-nylon pantyhose—just like mommy was the other night.

Gently and with trembling hands I laid my home-made "mommy" sex doll onto my bed, then I ripped off all of my clothes. I got down on my knees before it and began to worship the nylon-enshrouded feet, caressing and kissing, and rubbing them on my face pretending they were mommy's feet. And then I slowly worked my way up the legs loving the erotic feel of the sexy material against my bare skin, and loving how it felt as my hands ran up and down the legs, caressing.


Helen's Horny Hosiery Boy Ch. 01



I was trembling all over, feeling so naughty, so forbidden, and my cock, engorged with blood and man-need, throbbed and bobbed in mid air as if seeking pussy.

And then I buried my face into the crotch of mommy's pantyhose with the silky feeling "thighs" caressing the sides of my face and head while my hands fondled the "ass." And with my face buried into the crotch I could smell a faint hint of that tart, tangy aroma of mommy's arousal—even after she had washed the hosiery. And so, now too horny to stand it any longer I reached a hand down to stroke my organ while munching on "mommy's" crotch, and then I came.

After that, I started to get more daring, and when she was gone I'd sneak into her room, snitch one of her spare garter belts, and a pair of nylon stockings, and take them back into my room to put them on. And oh, how sensuous it made my legs and feet feel. I couldn't believe how sexy, erotic, and well, electric, it made me feel as this sacred, sexy material began to envelope my legs. I laid down on my back and raised my legs in the air like I'd seen mommy do as I rolled the stockings down my legs. And as I smoothed out the material I caressed my own legs imagining they were mommy's legs while thinking about the way mom's sexy girl friends and caressed her legs the other night.

And then I made love to my nylon-encased play "mommy," relishing the feel of my nylon-embraced legs against hers going "swish, swish, swish."

Meanwhile, mom was now starting to get suspicious that something was going on between me and her hosiery—even though I had been very careful to put everything back in place just the way I found it, each time I played.

On that fateful day when things really went into overdrive she got dressed for work as usual (and I watched her as usual). Then after she left and I heard her drive away, I constructed my play "mommy" out of her pantyhose, snitched a pair of her nylons and a garter belt and began to make love to my play mommy. Little did I know that mom never intended to go to work that day. Instead, she doubled back and . . . well, I think I'll let mom tell this part of the story because I didn't learn about it until much later.

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I was really curious as to what my son was up to with my hosiery when I wasn't home, so as I was driving to work I picked up my cell phone and called in sick. Then I doubled back towards our house. But I didn't drive right up to the house because I was afraid he might hear the car and hide what ever he was doing and I wanted to catch him in the act. Our home was located near the end of the block, and at the very end of the street there was a small city park. I left the car there and walked over to our house hoping that none of our neighbors would see me and think it strange. I opened the front door very quietly, and very carefully. Then I began to look for my son. I found him in his bedroom. But it was what he was doing that was the shock of my life.

There was my son, butt naked except for the garter belt and stockings he was wearing. My garter belt and stockings. And there on the bed was that new pair of pantyhose that I'd been missing—all stuffed full of clothing and things to vaguely look like a woman's legs and crotch. And there was my son kneeling on his bed in his/my stockings, with the legs of this thing drapped over his shoulders and down his back, his cock as big and hard as a club and throbbing and bobbing in mid air. All of this and his face was buried into the crotch of the pantyhose, my pantyhose, and he was munching away while mumbling "mommy, mommy, mommy."

At first I thought I was going to march right in there and make him stop and try to explain to him how wrong it was for him to snitch mommy's stuff and how wrong it was for guys to dress like that—not to mention the "mommy" fantasies. But the sight was so fucking erotic that I couldn't move. I quivered all over and my knees were so weak that I knew if I tried to storm into the room I'd probably fall on my face—or fall on top of my son and rape him. So I just stood there and stared in open-mouthed awe. And my pussy just gushed. There was my son, pretending to eat out his own mommy—me. And while wearing mommy's sexy stockings. Without even realizing it I had one hand up my dress rubbing my cunt through my panties, and the other hand was fondling my ass. 

Then, when I realized that I was about ready to start moaning and cuming, I somehow found the strength to look away, and turn away, as I knew that my moaning would alert Steve to my presence. Somehow I found the strength to return to the front door, step back outside and gently close it so as to not make any noise. And somehow I found my way to my car. And once I had closed my car door, giving myself the illusion of privacy, both of my hands instantly flew down to my thighs and then up my skirt and I masturbated myself like there was no tomorrow. Had someone walked by the car right then and peeked through the window they would have gotten quite a show. Had it been a cop I could have been arrested for being a pervert. But I was way beyond caring I was so fucking horny and turned on. All I cared about was working my cunt and rubbing my clit as fast as I could while the image of my son eating out his "mommy's" crotch while wearing his mommy's nylons was burned into my brain and making me so-o-o-o sexy crazy and making me feel so wonderfully perverted. And I worked my cunt and clit so hard the car rocked back and forth—and I could care less what any of the neighbors thought. I thrashed and bucked and moaned—and had the most violent and satisfying orgasm I've ever had.

And, then I set there in a daze feeling the fires start in my cunt all over again as I kept thinking all these perverted, kinky thoughts about what I wanted to do with my son—yes, all these wonderful, kinky, perverted thoughts. And the idea of being such a pervert made me tingle all over, and feel so full of electricity—and so alive. It was like my first date in high school, or the first time I ever had sex. It was all of that and more. Oh, such delicious, kinky, perverted thoughts that filled my soul and stoked my furnace to ever new heights. But how in the hell does a girl go about fucking her own son?

And then I drove off spending the rest of the day hanging out at the mall. And as I cruised the mall, the sopping wetness of my panties was a constant, and pleasant, reminder of the wonderful perverted fantasy I had just enjoyed. And as I walked, the lips of my cunt, those fat, pouting lips, rubbed against each other keeping me at a constant fever pitch of delicious horniness. Neat the end of the afternoon I purchased a new pair of panties and went into the ladies room to change, putting the soggy ones in the bag and stuffing them into my purse.

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Later that day, mom came home at the usual time so I didn't suspect anything.

"Stevie honey," she said, "I've had such a rough day at work today, on my feet all the time, If you will promise to give me a foot massage later I'll treat you to pizza and a movie. Is that a deal?"

"Sure, mom."

"Ah, you're such a sweety," she said and she embraced me and gave me a kiss, right on the lips like she did the other night. And while her wet lips lingered on mine I was most aware of her huge tits pressing against my chest. And without her friends there to make teasing remarks, mom lingered there on my lips much longer than the night before. And my poor cock was bulging so hard I'm sure she could feel it since she had just pressed her crotch up to it as she continued to hold me in the embrace.

And then she pursed her lips one final time making a slight sucking sound against my lips sending tingles all through me. Then she broke away and gave my ass a playful slap saying, "well, let's be off then."

While at the pizza place we just had small talk, like what I was going to be taking in school next fall, and things like that. Then after the movie we came home and as soon as we entered the front door, mom put her arm around me (with her wonderful heart-shaped hip pressing against mine), and said. "You remember that promise you made me about giving me a foot massage?"

"Yes, mommy."

"Well, now's the time for the payoff." She grabbed me by the hand and led me to the couch. Then she let go of my hand and plopped down on the couch with a sigh and said, "pull up the foot rest and sit on it, facing me real close to me so you'll be nice and comfortable when you massage my feet."

I did as ordered and scooted up as close to the sofa as I could and still have room for my knees and legs. (Mom had spread her legs wide to allow me room to scoot in between). As soon as I was in position mom chucked off her low quarters and placed both of her feet in my lap. Both of her nylon enshrouded feet on my bare thighs (since I was still in my gym shorts). And the erotic feel of her stockinged feet on my skin went right to my cock making it strain against my underwear and shorts. 

And, if that wasn't enough, the view I now had just about fried my brain. The stool I was sitting on was only about six inches high, and had mom not put her feet on me my face would have been only a few inches higher than her knees. But now, in order to put her feet in my lap she had lifted her knees up high and now I could see the underside of both legs almost to her ass. This was so much better a view even than when I had dropped my cereal. Plus, in this position her skirt on the top only came to about a couple of inches from the tops of her stockings. So I got to see both of her entire legs all the way around right up to her garter straps.

"Okay, massage me," she ordered as she lifted one foot up and placed it on my chest. 

And this action caused her legs to part a bit giving me a nice view up between her thighs, right to her white panties. Though her panties were a beautiful white, there was small, tell tale wet spot right were her cunt would be, and that excited me. 

With trembling hands I took her foot and began to caress it. Oh, if she only knew how much I loved holding and caressing her nylon-enshrouded foot like this. I was in hog heaven and was so very tempted to kiss her feet like her friends had done the other night. But I was afraid to go too far. I mean this was my own mother. So, I just caressed and fondled her lovely feet and ankles while looking up her skirt and between her thighs to her beautiful panties that seemed to be growing wetter by the moment. And, that wonderful, strange, tart, tangy aroma wafted up from her mystery area to intoxicate me.

And mom let out another sigh and leaned further back into the couch—which hiked her skirt up even higher. "Oh," she said, "that is so beautiful what you are doing. You have no idea how much mommy loves this." 

Then after a bit she shifted position again and lifted her other foot all the way up to my face and placed it gently against my cheek. And now her skirt was hiked all the way up so I got to see all parts of her legs right up to her panties, and underneath clear to her ass, and with her legs parted like that I could see the entire crotch of her wonderful white panties fully exposed. And, oh, how wet they had gotten! And, how much more potent that intoxicating peanut butter and tuna aroma had gotten.

I let go of her first foot to begin caressing the other one while nuzzling my cheek against the bottom of it, loving the silky, sexy feel of the nylon against my face like that. And as I fondled this foot she began rubbing the other one up and down my thigh driving me crazy.

Then she pressed her foot gently against that most obvious bulge in my shorts. And she grinned at me. 

And I almost thought I'd squirt right then and there in my underwear.

"Oooooo, my little boy has such a nice big man hiding down there." She giggled and then pulled both of her feet back away from me and stood up. She said, as she pulled me up to my feet, "That's enough, it's getting late now, and I have to go to work again in the morning, so we'd both better get to bed."

With her pulling me to my feet we were both standing face to face again with our bodies touching—and those wonderful huge tits of hers again pressing against my chest. She put her arms around me, holding me in her embrace as she looked into my eyes and smiled. "That was a wonderful foot massage, sweetie. You were so nice to mommy."

And my throat was too dry to say anything.

"Give mommy a goodnight kiss now?" And she planted her lips on mine again, and as her lips lingered there she pressed her crotch in hard against the bulge in my shorts, and her tits were practically drilling holes in my chest. And then she slipped me a little tongue, and I felt like tiny ants were crawling all over the inside of my skin, and my cock trembled. Her tongue slipped in between my lips, and twitched ever so slightly for just a second, and then she withdrew it and pulled away.

And we both went to our separate bedrooms—me to mine, and her to hers. And as soon as I was naked on the bed I began playing with my enraged cock thinking about mom's legs, her feet, her stockings, and looking up between her legs, seeing her panties, the big wet spot right in the middle, and smelling that wonderful tangy aroma. And her foot on the cock-filled bulge of my shorts. And then the kiss, the wetness of her lips was still on mine, and the tingle of her tongue slipping between my lips teased my cock. And then I came. (And I learned later that mom also masturbated as soon as she had closed her bedroom door behind her).

The following morning as mom was starting to get ready to go to work, I took up my position in my closet and was just about ready to pull the little knot out of its hole so I could peek into mom's bedroom when she called my name.

"Stevie, honey? Can you come here a moment?"

I quickly dashed into the hall (I didn't want to answer her from the closet as she might get suspicious and see the knothole). "Yes, mom, what is it?" 

"Don't be bashful! Come on in here I need your help for a moment."

She had left the door just slightly ajar, and so I pushed it open and entered. And there was my mom completely naked except for her garter belt with the garter straps hanging down her hips and thighs, looking so sexy, and this wonderful white, uplift bra that lifted her tits and pushed them out and made them look even bigger than ever. And it was designed to show maximum cleavage on top.

But of course it was her pussy that drew my attention. There was something different about it today. It didn't look the same as it did the other day when she was fooling around with her friends. Then it hit me. She had shaved off her bush!

I can't tell you how turned on I was. Entering mommy's bedroom, even when she was gone, was always a turn-on, but to be invited to enter while she was still in it was a thrill beyond belief. But then, to see her all naked except that sexy bra, and with her bald pussy winking at me—I was entirely paralyzed, except for my cock which was madly tenting my gym shorts (I wasn't wearing any underwear today so my cock was free to stretch my shorts out as much as it wanted to).

Mom's eyes went right to the monstrous bulge in my shorts, and she smiled. "Haven't you ever seen a woman naked before?" Her blue eyes danced with merriment.

"Nghgh," was all I could say, I was so tongue-tied.

"Well, if it bothers you so much then help me put my dress on." She reached to the bed where her dress was, and then handed it to me. It was a one-piece yellow thin cotton job, sort of like a T-shirt dress, but with a large "V" down the front to show off her ample cleavage.

With trembling hands I held the dress open for her and standing behind her helped her slip it over her arms, and then down her body. And as she smoothed the dress down her body she shifted her position and her ass pushed up against my raging hard-on.

I dared not move because the feel of her ass pressing against my gym shorts-encased hard on was just too delicious. Standing behind her I was looking over her shoulder and also looking at her through the mirror. I was amazed at how much cleavage her dress showed, and with that uplift bra it really looked awesome like there was an ocean of breast flesh that I'd love to bury my face into, and the whole structure seemed to be defying gravity.

She didn't say anything but just stood there for a moment, pressing her ass into my cock and looking at herself in the mirror. She noticed that I was looking at the reflection of her amazing cleavage in the mirror, and she smiled at my reflection. Then she cupped her hands under her voluminous breasts and said, "do you like mommy's new dress?" And she bobbled her tits with her hands making her entire cleavage ripple and shake like a tsunami crashing to shore.

"Y-y-y-yes." 

"It's okay to look, honey. Mommy doesn't mind. In fact that's why women wear clothes like this because we enjoy being looked at."

Then she moved away to grab a pair of brand new stockings off of her dresser. "What I really called you in here for, honey, was to help me with my stockings. I just bought this pair yesterday, and new stockings are always stiff and difficult to put on so I could sure use some help." She began to undo the little packet. And her tits jiggled maddeningly with each movement she made.

"S-s-s-sure, mommy,"

She removed one of the stockings from the packet and gave it to me, then she sat down on the edge of the bed and placed the packet containing the other stocking beside her. "Come here real close to me now so you can put these stockings on me." And then she laid back down onto her back and raised her legs to stick her feet straight up in the air like she had done for her two friends the other day.

In this position I could see the backs of her legs all the way to her butt and part of her quim was peeking out from betwixt her thighs. It was just like the other day except that now instead of having to peek through a knot hole from a distance, I was right here. So close I could touch her.

In fact I did touch her—at least her feet anyway. "W-w-w-which foot should I start with mommy?"

"Take your pick, honey. Which ever one you want. Just be sure to not rush this. Unroll the nylon very slowly and make sure that you stretch the material adequately and smooth it down my feet and legs—otherwise you'll never reach the garter straps."

I was shaking like a leaf I was so excited, but somehow I did manage to get her stocking fitted over her foot, and I caressed it and loved it just like her friends did the other day.

Mom sighed, "oh that's wonderful, you do that so well, please kept doing it. Mommy loves it so."

Now that I had a start on this one leg, she rested her other foot on my shoulder. And this, of course caused her split open a bit. And there was her entire cunt staring right at me bald, and now glistening with her mommy juice. And I was almost delirious. And that strange tart, tangy mommy cunt smell was starting to make me high.

I was now rolling the stocking down past her knee and so I kneeled down before her to be closer to her thigh and have a better angle for working on her leg. And this, of course put my face only inches away from her pussy. I inhaled deeply loving the way the mommy sex smell made me feel and made my cock quiver with need.

I now had the stocking all the way unrolled and was caressing her thigh. "Should I hook up the garter straps now." (I was dying to because that would have given me the opportunity to touch her ass).

"No, we can do that later. For now do my other leg please." And she removed her other foot from my shoulder and stuck it up into the air again.

I grabbed the packet containing the other stocking which she had placed so close to her that I got to touch her ass after all. Then I stood up again, and in spite of my shaking, clumsy hands, I extracted the stocking and tossed the packet aside.




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Now as I worked on her second leg, she rested the other foot—the nylon enshrouded foot—on my shoulder. And as I began to caress the new stocking over her other foot, the nylon-enshrouded one began to nuzzle my cheek from its perch on my shoulder.

But then when I knelt down to work the stocking down her thigh, she drapped that other foot clean over my shoulder and down my back so now it was her thigh—her nylon enshrouded thigh that was nuzzling my face. And I wanted so bad to ram my face all the way in between her thighs to her pussy.

I was so busy caressing mom's leg and unrolling the stocking so just right, while at the same time feasting my eyes on her increasingly wet pussy, and enjoying the feeling of her thigh against my cheek, that I had failed to notice what else was going on. While I was dressing mom in her nylons she was fondling her own tits with a dreamy far away look in her eyes. As I now knelt before her, unrolling the last inch of stocking down her gorgeous thigh, I wanted to stay down there for ever. Her pussy was so close to my face that I could amlost kiss it were I to bend over just a bit further. Oh, I wanted to kiss it so bad, but I was afraid. This was my mother, after all. But mommy said it was okay if I looked because women like to be looked at. So, I looked, and I drooled, and I breathed deeply inhaling all of the mommy cunt smell I could—while my cock ached to free itself of my gym shorts.

Mom suddenly stopped playing with her tits and the dreamy look left her face as she focused on me—as if suddenly realizing that I was there. "Oh," she said, "I guess it's time to do the garter snaps now." And she sat back up, and put both feet on the floor with me standing between her thighs—and her pussy still very much exposed. She held her hands out to me. "Please help me up." 

And so I grabbed her by the hands and pulled her up watching her boobs jiggle so erotically. And the momentum of her standing up and me pulling her up crashed her body right into mine and her tits jiggled all over my chest like the surf rippling up on to the beach. She put her arms around me and gave me a quick, sweet peck on my lips and then said, "okay, you can help me with my garter straps now."

"S-s-s-sure, mom. What do I do?" I had already learned by experimentation how to hook up the nylons to the garter straps but I didn't want her to know that.

"I'll show you. Just stand beside me."

I did as ordered.

"Real close now." She put her arm around my waist and pulled me in tight to her until my hip was touching hers. "Now lift my skirt up and hold it out of the way so we can both see what I'm doing."

I gently took hold of the hem of her skirt with both hands and tentatively lifted it up until the bottoms of her garter straps were showing—too afraid to go any higher.

"Don't be bashful, now son," she placed her hands on top of mine. "Pull it up a little higher like this." With her hands on mine she pulled her skirt up until her cunt was showing. "Now we can see all of my garter straps clearly. Now isn't that much better?"

"Y-y-y-yes, mommy."

"Okay, good, now watch what I do."

Not an easy prospect because my eyes wanted to look at nothing but her bald, glistening, palpitating, beckoning, cunt right now.

"You see, in the process of standing up my stockings have both sagged a bit, so first we have to pull them back up and smooth out the material like this." She tugged at the top of the stocking on the leg that was nearest me and worked it back up her thigh an inch, then massaged and smoothed out the material from her knee on up and then pulled the stocking up another inch. "Okay, now that we have the stocking up about as high as it will go we take this first garter strap hanging down my thigh and we stretch it down until it meets the stocking, and then we fix the top of the stocking to the garter snap like this."

"I-I-I see."

"Do you think you'd like to try it now?"

"S-s-s-sure."

"Okay, I'll hold my dress up out of the way while you fasten the other garter strap." As she took her dress in her hands she raised her skirt even higher to expose more of herself.



Mommy likes to be looked at, I thought, as I tried to maintain control of myself. I tugged up on the back end of her stocking, smoothing the material up over the back of her thigh as high as I could, then holding it there, with my other hand I fumbled for the garter strap that was hanging down along the outside side of her ass cheek. In securing it my fingers touched her naked ass cheek, and the palm of my hand was briefly on her hip. Then I stretched the strap down and secured it to the stocking loving every second of it.

Then I moved around to her other side and repeated the whole process with her other leg.

"Thank you sweety," mom said as she smoothed her skirt back down to mid-thigh. Then, "oops, I almost forgot my panties. We wouldn't want mommy to go work without her panties, now would we?"

"Y-y-ye-n-n-no."

She smiled at me and reached for the pair of clean white panties she had placed on the top of her dresser. Then she handed them to me. "While you're here, sweety, you can help me put these on as well. I can brace myself on you while you slip them over my feet."

And so I bent down in front of her so very conscious of her wet steaming pussy hiding up under her skirt—but oh, so close to my face. I opened up the panty and helped guide her foot—her nylon-enshrouded foot—through one of the leg holes. And as she lifted up her foot I briefly snuck a peek up her skirt to check up on her pussy. I inhaled deeply, then returned my attention to the job at hand guiding her other foot through the opposite leg hole. 

"Now slide my panties up in place for me, while I hold my skirt out to the way."

And as I slide her panties up her nylon-enshrouded legs ever so slowly, inch by inch relishing each touch of my fingers to each inch of her legs, she raised her skirt up to her waist again.

As I reached her thighs with her panties, I stared at her slick looking wet pussy, so close to my face. Oh, how I wanted to kiss those pouting lips so. I inhaled deeply of her mommy's cunt smell driving me so crazy. I exhaled onto her cunt and those fat lips puckered and pulsed making my already frenzied hard cock grow a couple more inches almost ripping my shorts.

And then I was pulling her panties up over her hips and her ass caressing and fondling as I did so. I wanted to touch her cunt the same way, but was too afraid. Mommy said I could look, but never said I could touch.

With her panties in place mom let her skirt back down, stepped into her heels, then turned to face me. "I guess mommy's got to go to work now, honey. But you've been such a sweety in helping mommy to get dressed. Now that you know how to help mommy get dressed, would you like to do it again some time?"

"S-s-s-sure."

"Okay, it's a deal. But give mommy a good by kiss now." And she took me into an embrace. Though I was about mom's height barefooted, now that she was standing in her sexy five-inch heels she towered above me, and as she embraced me her giant cleavage smothered my face.

And my brain was so fried by this time that all I could do was to begin to kiss the insides of her huge tits.

"Oooooh," she said. "You keep doing that and you'll make mommy so excited she'll never make it to work."

She lifted my chin up with her hand forcing me to look up into her eyes. Then she brought her face down to mine and planted a sweet kiss on my lips. And now, as her lips lingered sending chills all through my body I almost expected her to slip me a little tongue, ever so gently, like she did last night. But instead she sent her tongue skittering across my lips from side to side causing me to moan against her. Only then did she insert her tongue but instead of quickly retreating she fluttered her tongue against mine for just a second. And my cock twitched against her crotch which she had pressed up against me.

Then she with drew from the kiss and turned to go. "I'll see you after work," she said as she left.

And there I was, left standing right in the middle of her bedroom. I could still feel her kiss tingling on my lips. I could still feel her tongue skittering across my lips. I could still feel her wonderful tits pressed against me. And the aroma of her mommy cunt juices was still heavy in the room keeping me sex crazy intoxicated.

As soon as I heard her car drive away I knelt down by the bed where she had sat, where her cunt had been, and I inhaled deeply. And then I pressed my face down into the wet spot on her bed where her cunt juices had overflowed and I licked, and sucked, and munched. And then I shot my cum right into my shorts—my cock and balls being so far gone no contact was needed by this time.

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By the time I left my son standing gape-mouthed in my bedroom I was an emotional, physical, and sexual wreck myself. I knew how hot and horny he was—the erection in his shorts was so obvious—and so nicely erotic. I could have fucked him right then and there. But I wanted to make him wait a bit more. I wanted him to think about everything I did with him so that he would be beyond horny. Though I was sure he was ready to do anything I might ask of him, I had to make sure he was way beyond horny for all the kinky, perverted things I had in mind. The stage was now set. The seeds were planted, and soon they would sprout.

My knees were so weak, and my pussy so hot, that I barely made it to the front door—the urge to back into the bedroom and fuck my son silly was so strong. But I willed myself out and then to my car.

Driving down the freeway I picked up my cell phone and called in sick again, telling them I still had that fever. And, boy, what a fever it was! But it wasn't influenza. I put the cell phone back into my purse and doubled back like I did yesterday parking my car at the park. Let the neighbors wonder why this woman keeps parking her car at the park and then walking to her house. Fuck the neighbors! Well, maybe I just might, someday. I was certainly horny enough. But first, my son.

Reaching the front door, I snuck into my own home as quietly as I did yesterday.

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After I'd made a mess in my gym shorts I returned to my room and tossed them. I took off my sneakers and took a quick shower to make sure I'd be all nice and clean for mommy's nylons. Then I went back into her room, this very room where I had seen mommy all naked. This very room where we had done all these nice things. This very room where I had caressed her nylon enshrouded legs and had touched her ass and kissed her cleavage. This very room where my face had been so close to her bald, naked, glistening pussy that I could have almost kissed it. And this very room where the aroma of her mommy's cunt juice was still so strong it made my head spin with nasty, cock-stirring thoughts. And, indeed, my cock was already getting hard again even though I had just cum. But now I knew that I could last longer, and I was planning to have lots of fun today with mommy's hosiery and things.

I quickly set to work filling her panty hose with the items needed to make my toy "mommy." Then I slipped on one of her extra garter belts and felt so slutty as the garter straps hung down my thighs and ass just like hers did. I rummaged through one of her drawers and pulled out a couple pair of nylon stockings. I selected the pair I wanted, a beige color just like mommy was wearing today, and set the other pair down on her bed.

But, now, instead of taking all of this paraphernalia to my room to have play sex with my play "mommy," I thought it would be more exiting to do it right here in mommys' bedroom—especially since the smell of her hot cunt was still so strong.

I laid down on the bed just like mommy had done when I helped her put on her stockings, and as I rolled the stockings down my legs I caresses my nylon-enshrouded legs imagining that it was mommy who was doing this for me.

Then I stood up and fastened the stockings to the garter snaps. All ready now I knelt before the bed—right where mommy had been sitting. And I arranged my panty-hose encased play mommy so that her crotch was right in front of my face and I positioned her legs over my shoulders so that the feet rested on my butt and the thighs were caressing the side of my face. Then I inhaled mommy's cunt smell, and with my exposed cock throbbing in mid air I buried my face into the crotch mumbling "mommy, mommy, mommy."

And then I heard her voice coming from the doorway behind me. "Well, well, well, mommy, mommy, what?"

I turned to look and there she was standing just inside the doorway with her hands on her hips and her bosom heaving. 

I was so embarrassed. I tossed the play mommy clear off the other side of the bed where it would be out of sight (so I could pretend it didn't exist), and remained crouched there trying to hide my boner that wouldn't go away in spite of my embarrassment and fear of being caught. 

"Stand up!" She commanded.

I obeyed her command, but with face lowered and my hands still trying to hide my naked erection.

"Don't try to hide your face. Look at me."

"Y-y-y-yes, mommy." With my cheeks burning with embarrassment I lifted my face up and the sight of her heaving bosom kept my cock hard and throbbing.

"And don't try to hide your cock from me either. Mommy let you see her pussy, so you show mommy what you're trying to hide there. Move your hands away so I can see." 

"Yes, mommy."

"There, that's better." She said with a strange grin. "Such a nice big hard-on my boy has." Then she licked her lips and began walking towards me, her beautiful heart-shaped hips swaying side to side, and her unbelievable cleavage jiggling like jello.

"So, what is this? You like playing with mommys' stockings and things?"

She was standing right before me now, only inches away her boobs almost touching my face she was so tall in her heels. And my rebellious cock almost touching the hem of her skirt as if it were trying to sniff its way inside to the hot pussy delights it knew must be lurking under mom's skirt.

Unable to look her in the eyes I lowered my face again, and then to her boobs I said, "I'm sorry, mommy."

Mom placed the first two fingers of her right hand under my chin and lifted forcing me to look her in the eyes. "Look me in the eyes," she commanded. "You don't have to be sorry, son—just be honest. Because mommy thinks it's really sexy what you were doing. In fact it's so sexy and erotic that you've got your poor mommy hornier than she's ever been in her life." 

Now she held my face between her hands—her lips so close to mine that her hot breathe danced a ballet across my lips as she spoke—each syllable making my cock jump and twitch. And such naughty words she spoke. "Yes, you've got your poor mommy's pussy so fucking hot it's dribbling her hot girl goo all over her panties. Mommy's girl goo. And maybe I'll let you taste some later if you do as I tell you."

Before I had a chance to say "yes mommy," she mashed her mouth to mine and her hot, long tongue shot deep into my mouth feeling like a hot poker from the fireplace sending searing sparks fluttering all through my body. Then her tongue began swirling all around the inside of my mouth wrestling with my tongue and teasing my gums, the roof of my mouth, everything.

She slid her hands down my body and grabbed my ass and pulled me up against her as she continued to face-fuck me.

My hands, now having a mind of their own found her ass with out any conscious command from my totally fried brain. And I fondled her butt like she was doing mine. And my cock, throbbing and aching, poked its cunt-hungry head up under the hem of her skirt seeking out the hot pussy that it knew must certainly be there like a water witch seeking out water in the desert.

And, my cock had grown so big and hard that even though mommy towered over me in her heels, the tip of my cock struck paydirt! It lightly touched the hot wet spot in her panties—sending new lightning bolts of thrills throughout my body.

Mom pulled away from our kiss and while still caressing my ass and with my cock still lightly touching the hot wet spot in her panties she looked deep into my eyes, smiled, and said, "Now that we both know that you like playing with mommy's nylons and things, we're going to have some real fun. You wanna play?" 

"Y-y-y-yes, mommy."

She grabbed up one of the extra stockings that were on the bed, and tied my hands behind my back with it while saying, "I'm going to have to tie your hands behind your back because if I don't, I'm afraid you'll start playing with yourself when you see what I'm going to be doing. And I don't want you to make yourself cum too early. You've got to learn restraint. Most men don't know restraint. If you cum too fast it'll spoil all the fun. Mommy wants to make you wait and hold it so we can play longer and have more fun."

Mom then sat on the edge of the bed hiking her skirt way up past her hips and ass exposing all of her panties—and oh, how wet they were!

"Come here and stand before me!" She ordered as she slipped her heels off and spread her thighs apart. "I want to see your hard cock up real close."

"Yes, mommy." I moved up to stand between her knees. I inhaled deeply of the mommy sex smell that was emanating out from her drenched panties and enveloped me just as her nylon-enshrouded legs seemed to be surrounding me.

She looked at my cock, licked her lips, and then she pulled the lapels of her "V" necked dress to the side causing her huge, bra-encased tits to plop out while smiling at me. Then she pulled her bra cups down to fully expose her gorgeous, gravity-defying melons to my drooling gaze. She began fondling herself and teasing her nipples to outrageous lengths all the while alternately looking at my cock or smiling to my face. And while she played with her tits, she began to rub one of her feet—one of her nylon enshrouded feet—against the back of my own nylon-encased leg. And all my poor cock could do was to strain against its moorings and quiver and bob in front of mom's face.

And then she started rubbing her cunt through her sopping wet panties! And then, as she masturbated herself in her panties her feet were all over me, teasing my ass, rubbing up and down my legs, and my tummy, and then even teasing my cock.

And I was going crazy between watching her panties get wetter and wetter as she masturbated and watching her gorgeous tits bounce and ripple to the motion of her masturbating hand. And that tart, tangy odor filling her bedroom got stronger and stronger and made me hornier and hornier and I was really afraid that my cock would rip itself away from my body and go seeking mommy's hot, wet cunt all on its on.

Then just when I thought I could stand no more, she stood up and shook her tits in my face, those gorgeous sex globes slapping my cheeks, erect nipples teasing my earlobes and the side of my face. And all I could do was go "blurububub" as I tried to kiss and inhale the cleavage that was smothering me so wonderfully.

"Would you like to suck on mommy's titties? Mommy loves to have her titties sucked."

"Y-y-y." Before I could complete my answer she had begun rubbing one of her huge, throbbing nipples back and forth across my lips. 

And I thought I was in heaven. Her tits were like . . . , well, with the creamy white flesh of her breasts, and those big, bright red-swollen nipples, it was like a pair of giant Vanilla ice cream sundaes with strawberries on top. And my face was buried right in the midst of all that.

And then, just as I started to suck it into my mouth she pulled it away and teased my lips with the other one. Then, only after teasing my lips like this with first one nipple, and then the other, she finally let me suck it all the way into my mouth. And she let out a nice moan as I did so.




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And as I sucked on her tits so greedily, I look up into her eyes with all the love and adoration my little soul contained, while my mind pleaded "Please release my hands mommy, so I can fondle you, caress you, play with you, love you."

After she let me suck both of her tits a bit she reached down and grabbed my acking cock with one of her hands. "It looks like my naughty little boy also has something that needs to be sucked," she said with a big grin on her face. She bent over and with one hand on my balls and the other holding the base of my cock she stuck her long tongue out and teased the tip of it making me whimper with delight. She pulled back away a bit, my pre-come still sticking to her tongue. Then she kissed the fish-like head of it leaving her sexy lipstick marks on it. And then she took it inside of her mouth and I thought I'd die.

"Ummmmommy," I moaned.

All too soon she stopped sucking on me, but then she said, "I think we can turn your hands loose now." And she stepped behind me to untie my hands, then she sat back down on the bed with her skirt hiked up and her thighs spread apart.

"Come here again, honey, real close, come to mama." She held her arms out wide.

I stepped up close between her thighs and sighed as she pressed her nylon stockings against mine while blowing hot air on my cock and fondling my ass. Then she held my cock up towards my stomach and licked all up and down along the bottom of the shaft making me whimper and shiver with almost unbearable pleasure.

And then she took me into her mouth again and while fondling my ass and balls she sucked me off with long, slow strokes, moving her head up and down, up and down.

I fondled her hair and caresses her head while mumbling "oh mommy, mommy, mommy." And then I came in her mouth.

She swallowed all of my cum then stood back up to kiss me, her erect nipples drilling hot holes into my upper pecs. And the nearness of her, and the feel of her sexy body against mine made my just spent cock start to grow hard again. And as she deep-tongued my mouth out, I could taste the faint taste of my own cum—that tell tale taste of burnt almonds—still lingering to her own tongue and mouth. 

"Okay, now it's your turn to sit on the bed." She gently turned me around and pushed me down on to the bed. Then she turned around and wriggled her ass directly in front of my face. "You can go ahead and play with mommy's ass if you want. Mommy likes it."

First I ran my hands up and down mommy's legs, relishing the feel of her flesh-filled nylons in my hands. Then as my cock kept growing bigger and harder I slipped my hands up under the hem of her dress to fondle her ass through her panties. As I continued to fondle her ass, she swayed her butt back and forth "Ummmming" in pleasure and began to lift her dress up slowly until she had it over her head. Then she tossed it into the corner and undid her bra and tossed it in the corner as well.

Then still facing away from me she slowly pulled her panties down her legs bending over as she did so while I continued playing with her fanny. And I was briefly able to see her quim peeking out from under her ass.

She turned around to face me now wearing nothing but her garter belt and her nylon stockings—just like me. Holding her soggy panties in one hand she grabbed me with her other and commanded. "Stand up again."

Then standing so close that her hard-on nipples teased the top of my chest and the tip of my throbbing cock so close to her cunt that it could feel the steaminess of it, she held the crotch of her panties up to my face. "Sniff mommy's panties!"

As if I needed any urging I inhaled deeply of the strong mommy cunt smell coming from her wet panties. I touched my nose to the silky dampness.

"Kiss mommy's panties!" 

I pursed my lips and kissed her wet panty crotch making my cock ache with need.

"Now lick mommy's panty crotch and pretend that I'm still in them."

My tongue eagerly shot out to seek out all the mommy sex nectar it could find.

"That's a good boy," she said, "such a good boy." Then she removed her panties from my mouth and gave me another hot sex kiss while rubbing her wet panties all over the side of my cheek while face fucking me.



She pulled back from the kiss and smiled at me. "Would you like to kiss mommy's pussy for real now?"

"S-s-s-sure."

I knelt down before her and caressing her ass, and not knowing what else to do, I planted a sweet little peck on her pouting, fat lips. 

"You can do better than that," she said. "Use your tongue on me like when we kissed face to face."

So I ran my tongue up and down her lips, and along the crack between them while she sniffed her own panties and played with her tits.

She giggled and squirmed at my efforts then pushed me back down onto the bed and sat beside me. "That was very sweet of you, but a woman wants more than that. I'll have to teach you sometime how to eat pussy the way a woman likes it. But for right now, what I want you to do is to nurse on me just like you did when you were a baby. Here, lie down so that your head is in my lap."

I shifted position and did as she said. Then cradling the back of my head with one hand, and my ass with the other she leaned her giant globes into my face.

And as I sucked her, first one nipple, then the other, my sex-besotted mind floated off into some la-la land. Her hand that was cradling my ass forced its way between my nylon-encased thighs to play with my cock as I sucked her tits. And the increasing heat from her crotch steamed my back. 

Then, when my cock was at a fever pitch she had me get off her and stand up again. She repositioned herself so she was sitting on the edge of the bed and lifted her legs skyward like she had done when I had put her nylons on for her that morning. Then she spread her legs apart and said, "come to mommy. Stand between my legs. That's it, up real close. Now mommy wants you to fuck her like a good boy. Give me your cock now." She reached up and grabbed my throbbing organ and pulled it in closer to her. Then she rubbed the head of my dick up and down along her slobbering wet slit getting my cock all slippery and driving me further out of my mind. 

And then she guided me in, deep, deep, inside of her. And the sensations took my breath away. I instinctively began pumping in and out making her moan with pleasure. I leaned my body against the backside of her legs and held on to them for dear life as I pumped furiously. 

"Y-y-y-yes, yessssss! More, more," she moaned while tugging insanely on her own nipples. "Yesssss, good boy. Fuck mommy, fuck mommy!"

Then she quivered and spasmed, and I felt a sudden rush of increased wetness all over my plunging cock. And then my balls contracted like never before and I shot my load into her, causing a final moan of pleasure to escape her lips.

She spread her legs further apart then and I collapsed on top her and buried my face into her bosom.

"Don't move, now, honey," she said. "Stay inside of me. Stay inside of mommy. I want to feel you inside of me. That's it, that's a good boy." 

She caressed me and kissed the top of my head while I fondled and kissed her boobs. And then soon I got hard again and we went at it once more—and this time we were able to make it last until we were both physically exhausted.

Then we stopped for lunch, napped a bit, and soon we were at it again, playing and fucking the day and the night away.

And the following morning, mom went to work as usual—suddenly cured of her "fever."



Helen's Horny Hosiery Boy Ch. 02



LESBIAN SEX: Helen seeks help from two girlfriends.

This chapter is rather short, being only about a quarter the length of chapter one, and makes for a quick read. It is told from the mom's POV.

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After my son and I had been fucking for a couple of weeks I decided that I needed to talk to my two friends, Lucy and Charlotte. They worked at the same place I did which is how we got to be friends. I knew that they were Lesbians—in fact they lived together—but I was hoping that they could help me with Steve. I was nervous about approaching them with my proposal because I was afraid they'd turn me down, being Lesbians. But I didn't know anyone else I could turn to. Perhaps at the very least they could give me some advice. They were both in their late twenties, and I hoped that they'd be broad minded enough to try to help me.

For this occasion I wore the same outfit I did on the first day I fucked my son, that is heels and hose, a yellow cotton dress that came just barely to the tops of my stockings, and that had a plunging wide "V" neckline to show lots of cleavage supported by my uplift bra.

They both gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek when they greeted me at the door. Lucy was wearing a red mini with a white blouse on top partly unbuttoned to reveal that she wasn't wearing a bra. Charlotte wore a blue T-shirt mini that barely covered her white panties that peeked out every once in a while depending upon which way she moved. And the way that her titties bounced under her shirt I could tell that she too was bra-less. And, they were both also dressed in low heels and stockings, the tops of which were fully exposed due to their short dresses. The combination of the stockings with their short hemlines and casual tops I thought was rather erotic.

They were both about an inch or two shorter than I, and in my five-inch heels I towered over them as they both gave me a hug. Their breasts were not as voluminous as mine, but looked like cute little peaches. And they both had nice butts from working out—which I enjoyed watching as they led me into their living room. They sat together on the couch and I sat on an easy chair facing them.

"You see," I told them after telling them how I came to be fucking my son, "I'm afraid that Stevie is becoming mommy obsessed, and that he sees me as the only possible sex object in the world. If that's the case he'll never think of finding a wife and having children and a normal life and all of that."

"Oh, I get it," Lucy said, "you want us to fuck your son for you so he'll have someone besides his own mommy to relate to."

"Yes." I smiled. I noticed the way they kept looking up my legs every time I crossed them. I'd never experienced sex with another woman before, but had sometimes fantasized about it—and even masturbated a few times thinking about it. Especially with Lucy and Charlotte. God knows they'd dropped enough hints, and I'd horsed around with them a couple of times, and gone dancing with them at a Lesbian club, but I'd never yet taken the plunge to go all the way. Nonetheless, I sure enjoyed being looked at like that. "That's it exactly, if you would please help me on this, I'd be so happy."

Lucy and Charlotte looked at each other, then Charlotte said. "You know we don't particularly like men?"

"I know, I know. And I respect your lifestyle. But I really need help on this. Please, you guys are my friends and I have no one else I know that I can turn to. I'll do anything you ask, anything, just please help me with this."

"Anything we ask?" Lucy said with a lewd grin.

"Yes, anything." I swallowed a lump in my throat while Lucy and Charlotte whispered to themselves.

Then Charlotte said. "Okay, we'll help you fuck your son for you but there are two things that we require of you, two parts to our bargain."

"Oh, thanks, thanks a million," I smiled and began to relax a little. "Just tell me, and I'll be glad. I'll do anything."

"Okay," Lucy said, "the second part of our bargain has to do with you, but the first part has to do with your son."

"My son?" I gulped again, feeling protective once more. What if they asked more than I was willing to deliver? Like make my son get a sex-change operation or subject him to some heavy BDSM or something.

"Yes, your son," Lucy continued. "Since we're Lesbians and don't particularly like men, we want you to dress him up like a girl so it'll be easier for us to relate to him."

I was relieved to hear that their demands were rather gentle.

"Oh," Charlotte cut in, "we know from what you've told us that you and he have fun dressing him up in your hosiery, but we need more than that. You have to go all the way with the make up, and the hair, and all of that."

I thought about that for a moment, and then my pussy started getting wet. What an erotic idea! Wonder why Steve and I hadn't thought of that before? I can hardly wait to give it a try. I recrossed my legs again flashing them another shot of my panties wondering if they could see the growing wet spot from my just thinking about dressing my son up all the way as a girl. I licked my lips and said, "Yeah, I think we can manage that part of the deal. So what's part two?"

"Stand up!" Lucy commanded. "Come over here and stand right in front of us."

I did as told wondering what was coming next.

"First of all," Lucy went on, "since you're into this incest thing with your son, we want to call you mommy."

I grinned, still wondering where this was going. "Okay."

"Okay, now mommy, lift your skirt up and show us your panties," Charlotte said.

I took the hem of my skirt and pulled it all the way up to my waist.

"Such beautiful white panties," Lucy said.

"Oh, lookey," Charlotte said, "see how wet mommy's panties are?" She pointed right at my wet spot, then touched it—which only made me all the wetter. 

"Yeah, I bet she's getting hot from all of our dirty talk." Lucy said as she joined Charlotte in fingering my pussy through my panties.

"You've been such a naughty girl, mommy, by making your panties all wet it's embarrassing us. Go ahead and let your dress back down," Charlotte said.

"But such big beautiful mommy tits she has," Lucy said.

"Yeah," Charlotte said, "show us your bra."

Enjoying this game immensely so far, I pulled the lapel of my dress aside to let my bra cups stick out. 

"Ummm, umm, Magnificient," Lucy said. "Now show us your tits." 

I pulled my tits out of their bra cup holders.

"Play with your tits for us mommy," Charlotte said, "fondle your nipples. Let's see how erect you can make them." 

As I fondled my tits and played with my nipples, Lucy and Charlotte began rubbing their feet up and down my legs, and up under my skirt to rub on my increasingly wet panties. The thought occurred to me that they were teasing me just like I'd teased my son—and it made me incredibly hot. I also loved the way the movements of their legs as they rubbed their feet on me caused their own skirts to hike up even further so I could see their white panties, which I thought looked rather erotic. 

"I think mommy's panties are getting way too wet," Lucy said as she rubbed her nylon-enshrouded foot against my panty-covered cunt. "Perhaps we ought to make her pull them down?"

"You heard her," Charlotte said. "Pull your panties down to your knees, you naughty girl, mommy."

I did as ordered feeling a rush of heat course through my body. There was just something terribly erotic about having my panties down around my knees while I still had my dress on.

"That's a good girl," Lucy said. "But keep playing with your tits for us."

And as I played with my tits they resumed teasing my nylon-enshrouded legs with their nylon-encased feet. Then they slipped their feet up under my skirt again to tease my ass and cunt. With their crotches completely exposed to me now I could see that they were getting quite wet themselves.

"We want to see mommy play with herself now," Charlotte said.

"You heard her," Lucy added. "Pull your skirt back up and play with your cunnie."

And as I masturbated myself in front of them they had their hands in each other's crotches rubbing their panty-covered pussies while watching me masturbate. 

"Now, do you really want us to fuck your son for you?" Charlotte teased.

"Umm, more than ever."

"Okay, then, mommy," Lucy said, "pull your panties all the way down to your ankles, and then get down on your knees before me."

This made me feel oh, so slutty to be on my knees before this other woman with my panties down around my ankles, and so soggy for everyone to see—and my tits fully exposed with my tell-tale nipples so erect and full of obvious desire.

"Such a nice footstool mommy makes," Lucy said as she lifted both of her feet and placed them on my shoulders.

And so there I was looking right between her legs watching her panties get wetter by the second as her nylon-enshrouded feet nuzzled my cheeks.

"Suck my feet," Lucy further commanded. "Mommy, pretend that each foot is a nice big cock just waiting for you to suck it off."

My first thought was, good gosh what a mom's got to go through for her son. I had never heard of this kink before, but then as I thought about it I found it exciting. As I caressed her left foot I brought it up close to my face thinking that this foot, this appendage, just a few seconds ago had been teasing my cunt and I could still feel my wetness on her toes and on the top of the foot where she had rubbed it against my cunt. And the aroma of my arousal and horniness was also still very strong and that excited me even more. I began to kiss and lick all over where my wetness was, tasting myself and imagining it was Lucy that I was licking. I opened my mouth and sucked her foot inside as far as it would go, then I began bobbing my head back and forth as I sucked her appendage off—enjoying the taste of my own sex as I did so.

"Oh, mommy," Charlotte said. "Such a good girl mommy is, sucking off Lucy's foot as if it were her son's cock." Not one to remain idle Charlotte then extended her own foot out underneath me to once again tease my now sloppy wet pussy. Then she turned her face to Lucy and the two of them made out and fondled each other as I knelt there sucking Lucy's feet, one after the other.

And then they had me shift positions so I could suck off one of Charlotte's feet while Lucy diddled my cunt with one of hers. And I could see both of their panties getting wetter even than mine ever were.

After a bit they stopped making out with each other and then Lucy said, "You've been such a good mommy now, sucking our feet off, you can stand up now."

And, as I stood up, they stood up with me. 'Umm, such a good mommy, yes," Charlotte said as each girl grabbed ahold of one of my tits with both their hands. "We've been wanting to suck on these since the day we met you."

"Yes, beautiful, sexy, mommy tits," Lucy said. "So fucking horny to suck." And they both planted their mouths over my aching nipples and sucked the bejeezus out of me.

"Oh, my sweet babies," I said, getting into the role-playing thing and caressing their heads as they sucked me, "Yess, suck mommy's titties. Mommy loves it so much."

As they sucked my tits off each of them let one of their hands roam my body. Soon there was a hand fondling my ass and another hand reaching up my skirt to play with my pussy. And my own hands then began to wander from their heads and the sides of their faces to their tits, teasing their nipples through their flimsy tops while they continued to suck the breathe out of me.

"Oh, mommy," Charlotte said as she left off sucking me to stand on her tip toes, "I love you mommy, please give me a kiss."

And then our faces were mashed together and she was giving me some tongue.

And then Lucy took Charlotte's place at my mouth while Charlotte stood behind me, undid my bra strap and tossed it, and then began lifting my dress up. And then I was all naked except for my garter belt and nylons—and of course my panties down around my ankles.

Then Lucy made me kneel down in front of Charlotte and she kneeled down right behind me. In the meantime Lucy had removed her button down blouse and as she embraced me from behind she rubbed her now naked tits on my back, her rock hard nipples stabbing into my flesh. She reached around my torso to play with my tits while Charlotte positioned herself so that the hem of her skirt was touching my nose.

"Be a good mommy girl and show us how good you can make Charlotte feel," Lucy commanded. "Stick your face in there and make Charlotte real happy."

And I felt so naughty and erotic as I nuzzled my face against the tops of her nylons. I caressed her nylon-enshrouded legs, running my hands up and down, and then I ran my hands all the way up the backs of her legs, slipped my hands up under her skirt and fondled her ass. I kissed and licked her creamy flesh just above her stockings. I inched my way up under her skirt getting drunk on the aroma of her horniness—and the sight of her panties, absolutely drenched. And her wetness and the tangy smell of her arousal made me hungry for it.

"Nibble her panties just like your son nibbled on your pantyhose crotch," Lucy commanded me. By this time Lucy was humping her still fully-clothed crotch against my ass while tugging my nipples every which way. Then she reached a hand down to play with my pussy while I munched on Charlotte's soggy panties. And all the while Lucy was humping me, and playing with my tits and my pussy she was whispering naughty things into my ear making me hotter and hotter.

While I munched on Charlotte's panty-coated pussy she played with her own tits through her T-shirt.

"Take her panties off now," Lucy ordered.

As I slid her panties down her legs, Lucy slipped mine off of my feet then she stood up.

"Now do Lucy just like you did me," Charlotte said.

I eagerly turned around to nuzzle my face up under Lucy's mini skirt while expecting Charlotte to imitate Lucy's behavior by humping me from behind. But instead, as I had my head buried up under Lucy's mini skirt slurping away at her drenched panties, a long, hot, wet tongue seemed to come out of nowhere to lick my slit from one end to the other and then back down again. I shivered all over, but managed to grab a quick peak to see that Charlotte was now lying on her back with her head stuck up between my legs, her skirt hiked up to her hips, and one hand frigging her own pussy while she ate me out and fondled my ass with her other hand.

Wanting, no needing, to taste real cunt now myself, I pulled Lucy's panties down to her knees and with my head still up under her skirt I mashed my mouth to her slippery, fat lips and did everything to her that Charlotte was doing to me.

"Ummmm, fuck mommy, yessss!" Lucy said as she tugged almost violently on her nipples, while her hips pumped back and forth fucking her cunt harder into my face. Then she started going spastic, trembling and shaking all over and coming all over my face. Then, her knees gave out and she collapsed on top of me just as I was going spastic myself from Charlotte's ministrations upon my own cunt. And I came too.

Wow! I thought as we three lay there in a heap. I wish my son could eat pussy like that.

As we lay there I realized that Charlotte was the only one of us who had not had a good cum yet, so I determined to rectify that. I removed her T-shirt mini and settled into the good old 69 position, licking her while she licked me into a new state of arousal.

Lucy took off her own mini-skirt and moved around to kneel down between Charlotte's legs to help me eat her friend out. I sucked on Charlotte's clit while Lucy licked her pussy and stuck her tongue up inside.

Soon Charlotte could no longer lick my pussy because she was going spastic, moaning and thrashing about. Then she too, quivered and shook into her orgasm.

We continued playing with each other for several more hours, trying all kinds of different positions.

And in the end, they said, "we're convinced. We'll fuck your son for you if you dress him up real nice."

(To be continued)



Helen's Horny Hosiery Boy Ch. 03



This story, like chapter two, is just another quick, short little stroke story.

After mom and I began having sex she purchased a few Lesbian films because she wanted me to learn how to eat pussy and thought that by watching the way women please each other it would greatly enhance my education. Then after we'd watch a movie she'd let me try some of the techniques on her, and she'd encourage me and give me pointers. And then the next night we'd watch another lesbian movie and follow it with more sex. And then, finally, when she thought that I'd learned enough to be a good slit licker she invited her two friends Lucy and Charlotte over to party with us.

All day before the big night I was so excited. In addition to Lucy and Charlotte, three other women, friends of theirs, were also going to be coming over. And I was going to be the center of attention! I wanted to make mommy real proud of me to show her friends how much I'd learned about eating pussy and pleasing a woman.

We ate dinner early and then around six aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte (they really weren't my aunts, but that's what I liked to call them since they were so close to mommy now) came over to help mom get me all ready for the party. Mom was already in her bedroom getting herself ready, so I greeted Aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte at the door. They were both dressed real sexy and almost looked like twins. They both had on heels and hose and matching one piece red mini-dresses that didn't quite come down far enough to prevent their white panties from showing both front and back. Neither of them wore a bra because I could see their nipples poking out clearly through their tight t-shirts. 

I led the two women back into mom's bedroom. Before they had arrived I had bathed and shaved (including my chest, the only body hair I had) and was wearing only my gym shorts so I would be all ready for the women to get me ready. When we entered mom's bedroom, she was completely naked except for her garter belt and she was in the process of selecting the pair of nylons she wanted to wear for the evening.

The first thing mom did when the three of us entered her bedroom was to greet and embrace aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte, and the two women kissed mom real sexy like and fondled her butt while they kissed. Watching them gave me a nice hard-on and I tented my shorts.

"Looks like your son is already getting excited," aunt Lucy said, calling attention to the bulge in my shorts.

"Well, let's all have a closer look," mom said as she reached over to me and yanked my shorts down exposing my cock to her two friends. "We'd better tie his hands behind his back so he doesn't play with himself and cum before we've had our fun and given him a special treat."

After tying my hands behind my back with one of mom's nylons like mom had done me before, mom and her two friends began kissing each other again and fondling each others' tits. And seeing these three beautiful women kiss each other and feel each other up just like in mommy's naughty movies made my cock quiver and throb—but there was nothing I could do about it because of my hands being tied.

"Oh, these gorgeous mammaries," aunt Lucy said as both women dove into mom's awesome tits, sucking her nipples nice and hard while fondling their supporting globes.

Then mom laid down on the bed and raised her feet in the air so that aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte could put her stockings on for her. It was just like they did before when I was peeking through the knot hole except that this time it was stockings instead of panty hose, and I didn't have to peek with one eye through a tiny knot hole—I was right here in the room with them watching everything up close and in stereo and 3D.

And as Lucy and Charlotte rolled mom's nylon stockings down her feet and legs, and virtually made love to her feet and legs as they did so, mom played with her own pussy and her tits right in front of my face making my cock strain against its moorings all the harder.

After they had mom's stockings on, and fastened to her garter straps (that was all mom was going to wear that evening), they said it was my turn. Mom scooted back to the middle of the bed facing me with her legs spread wide. Aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte untied my hands.

"Lie down on your back now like your mommy did," aunt Lucy said, "and cradle your head in her lap. 

I did as I was told loving the feel of mom's nylon-encased legs caressing both sides of my body and my head cradled in the sweet spot between the creamy flesh of her upper thighs and her nice warm crotch against the back of my head (I had also shaved my head for the occasion). 

As I fondled mom's nylon enshrouded legs—those same legs that were caressing the sides of my body—I raised my feet in the air as mom had done and aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte rolled the stockings down my legs just as they had done mom. It was an indescribably beautiful feeling to be held between mom's nylon-encased legs while my own legs were being nylonized by aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte. And all the while mom caressed my arms so as to keep me from playing with my toy which was sticking up so straight in the air and bobbing and quivering in its need. And mom's huge tits were only inches above my face almost filling my entire field of vision—which was quite all right with me. 

After they had my stockings all the way rolled up they made me stand up again so aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte could fasten them to the garter straps. And while they were doing that mom scooted to the edge of the bed and fondled my butt and blew her hot breath against my ass sending shivers all through my body.

With my stockings all fixed in place they turned me around to face my mom again. Mom laid back down on her back, with her butt on the edge of the bed, and raised her stockinged legs skyward. She spread her legs and began to play with her glistening wet pussy.

"Fuck your mommy!" Aunti Lucy ordered

"Prove to us that your mom wasn't just bull shitting us when she said she'd been fucking you," aunt Charlotte said. "Before our friends get here show us that you really know how to fuck your mommy good."

"Yeah," Lucy said, "make us real hot and horny by watching mom and son incest each other."

"Come here sweetie," mom said, "your mommy's all hot and horny for your nice big cock. Stick it into mommy's hungry cunt and make her feel real good."

As I began to pump my cock in and out of mom, she wrapped her legs around me to hold me in close, tapping her feet against my buttocks as I fucked her.

"Holy shit," Lucy said, "he's really fucking his mom." Then the two of them climbed onto the bed with mom to suck her tits while I fucked her. Mom diddled their pussies while they sucked her tits.

After mom and I both came, they continued with my preparations for the party. They painted my nails red, put some make up on my face, put a white bra on me, some white panties, and then slid a partial see-through black dress over me which made my white panties and white bra stand out. Then they put a blonde wig on me. And when they were done I looked like a younger replica of mom—except, of course, my tits weren't as big.

The doorbell rang about the time we were all done, and aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte went to the door to answer it, since it was obviously their friends. I watched from around the corner. Aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte greeted the three women as Sandra, and her twin daughters Tiffany and Brittany, whom I learned later were only a couple of years older than I. But all dressed up in heels and hose and mid-thigh evening dresses like they were, they looked a lot more mature. 

Mom, still dressed only in heels, hose, and garter belt, then went out to meet the three newcomers and after being introduced by aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte all six women retired to the living room. We had previously arranged the two couches to be parallel to each other, and only about 18 inches apart. Sandra and her twins sat on one couch, and the other three women sat on the other couch facing them. Then mom called me out.

I took a deep breath, then made my appearance walking as best as I could in my high heels. Mom had been teaching me how to walk in heels so I wasn't a complete virgin at it. I tried to make it look as sexy as I could letting my hips and ass sway side to to side, trying to pretend I was a sexy girl model, as I approached the women.

As soon as I appeared all dressed up as a girl, but with my horny hard-on tenting my panties and dress, Sandra and her daughters all gasped, and then one of the twins said "Oh my Gawd, how kinky!"

"Kinky, kinky, kinky!" The other twin echoed.

"What a nice sexy boy girl you have there Helen," Sandra said.

"Come on, sweety," mom said, beckoning me with her hands, "come here and stand between us so our guests can get a good look at you."

With the couches so close together it was impossible to squeeze in between them with out rubbing my nylon-encased legs against theirs—which was part of the plan and which made my cock throb and tent my panties and dress all the more.

And then all six women were fondling me at once, Sandra and her two daughters from one side, and and mom and her two friends from the other. Six pairs of female hands were running all up and down my body, my legs, my ass, my cock. Sandra's twins got a huge kick out of playing with my tented skirt, pushing my hard-on down and then watching it spring back up tenting the skirt and making the hem shake and ripple.

And then the other women watched while mom took my dress off, and then my bra. And while mom was partially undressing me, the other women (all of whom had removed their shoes by this time) teased my legs with their nylon-enshrouded feet.

As soon as mom had me all naked except for my garter belt, stockings, and panties, she made me lie down on the floor on my back between the two couches. .

And then they teased my whole body with their feet. Six pairs of nylon-enshrouded, feminine feet caressed and teased every square inch of my body—including teasing my panty-coated cock and balls. And the sight of their gorgeous stockinged legs pumping back and forth as they worked their feet on my body—that sight alone would have made me cum had I not already just fucked my mom in the other room.

And while they teased me with their feet, my hands were also busy trying to fondle as many legs as I could. And, oh, their feet! Their lovely, beautify, sexy, nylon-enshrouded feet! All over my chest, my stomach, my face, my own nylon-encased legs, the insides of my thighs above the stockings—and of course my balls and my throbbing, aching, panty-tenting cock.

Never could I have imagined anything sexier, more sensuous, and more erotic that what I was then experiencing. I felt like I was floating in a pool of heavenly scented water and a dozen toothless fish were slithering all over my body, nibbling as they went. 

And then, this idyllic dream was broken by an even better one, as aunt Lucy spoke up.

"Now that we've got him all hot and bothered, it's high time that he showed us what he knows about eating pussy."

"Yeah, Stevie," aunt Charlotte said, "time to eat some pussy—starting with your own mom."

"Eat your mommy out for us," aunti Lucy said.

I raised up off my back and positioned myself on my knees between mom's legs, with aunt Lucy and aunt Charlotte on either side of her. Mom scooted up as close to the edge of the couch as she could while I caressed her nylon-encased legs, then she raised them up in the air and I nuzzled my face into the backs of her knees and kissed my way down to her inner thighs.

Mom lowered her legs until her creamy upper thighs were hugging my face and her feet were touching my ass. I inhaled deeply, letting her mommy sex smell fill my soul, intoxicating me, making my cock ache and ache and ache. And then, mumbling "mommy, mommy, mommy," I plunged my face into her steaming crotch. I kissed her fat, pulsating lips. I licked her slit up and down, relishing her tangy nectar. And then her clit, fully erect and standing up out of its little boat beckoned me with its own throbbing intensity.

I flicked her clit with my tongue, teasing it this way and that. And then I kissed it lightly, and then I began sucking on it just as if I were sucking her tits.

Mom shivered and moaned with pleasure.

From behind me, I vaguely heard one of the twins say "holy shit, he really is eating his own mom out."

"Kinky! So nice and fucking kinky!" Sandra said.

"Just like us, huh mom?" the other twin said.

And Sandra and her two daughters played with each other as they watched me eat my own mom out. And while their hands were busy playing with each other, their feet continued to be busy teasing my legs, ass and underneath to tease by balls and cock. 

Meanwhile, Lucy and Charlotte were sucking mom's tits while I continued to suck on mom's clit, my hands now underneath her ass clamping down hard on her butt cheeks keeping her cunt pressed close to my face. And while aunti Lucy and aunti Charlotte sucked mom's nipples and fondled her, mom fingered their pussies.

Mom's moaning and trembling grew more pronounced—and I sucked all the more eagerly on her clit.

She began thrashing and bucking and slapping her feet spasticly against my ass. And then with a gush of hot nectar against my face, she came. 

"And now," aunti Lucy said, "we think you should treat our guests to the same pleasures you just gave your mommy."

And so, I turned myself around facing Sandra, and I worshiped her legs just as I had mom's. I was thrilled to see that she wasn't wearing any panties. And as I dived into her sweet, hot muff, her daughters, one on either side, sucked her titties while their mom fingered their pussies.

And my mom and her two friends behind me used their feet on me to toy with my legs, ass, balls, and cock—just as Sandra and her two daughters had done.

Then, as the evening progressed, I was made to eat out each of the other four women while they made out with each other and fingered each other. 

And then mom said, "it's time for Lucy and Charlotte to fulfill their promise to fuck my son for me."

Sandra and her two daughters cheered, and we all pushed the couches aside.

"I'll go first," Lucy said, as she laid down on her back on the floor. As Lucy spread her legs for me and I prepared to mount her, Sandra stood over her face (facing away from me) and with Lucy's encouragement she lowered herself until she was sitting on Lucy's hungry mouth. 

That made Lucy's pussy even wetter than it was before and I easily slipped inside, propping up my upper body with my arms so that my face was close enough to Sandra's back to kiss and lick the small of her back while I fucked aunti Lucy.

One of Sandra's daughters got down beside Lucy and sticking her head just underneath my chest sucked on one of Lucy's tits. The other twin stood directly in front of her mom and stuck her pussy in her mom's face. 

Sandra, who by this time was furiously fucking her cunt against Lucy's face, grabbed on to her daughter's ass and holding on for dear life she mashed her face into her girl's cunt.

Mom came in behind me, and while on her knees, she wrapped her arms around my tummy and began rubbing her cunt all over my pumping ass.

And then aunti Charlotte got down on the floor behind mom, rolled over on her back and scooted herself up until she had her head between mom's legs. So, as Charlotte ate mom out, mom fucked her cunt into my ass while I fucked Lucy who was eating out Sandra while Sandra fucked her cunt onto Lucy's face and ate out one of her daughters while the other daughter sucked Lucy's tit.

And it didn't take long for me (and some of the women) to cum from all of that.

And then it was aunti Charlotte's turn to get fucked, and the women all rearranged themselves so that everybody was doing something to somebody. And as the evening went on, we were all just a mass of bodies on the floor, everyone sucking everyone else off, mother-daughter, mother-son, aunti Lucy, and aunti Charlotte, and every possible combination. In the process, I also fucked each of the women at least once. 

And, after it was all over, the well-fucked lesbians aunti Lucy and aunti Charlotte both had to admit that they liked it—that is liked being fucked by a real cock—as long as what it was connected to was dressed up like a girl.

The end.