Mommy hose me please

So I always post about my Aunt who I had the biggest fetish for because she was constantly draped in pantyhose and had the sexiest legs and feet. My aunt was the one who had indulge me in my fetish by giving me the OK to always use her dirty ones. She was cool because she never said anything to my mom or anybody else about it. It was just between me and her. Now my mom, on the other hand, absolutely hated me using her pantyhose, was appalled by it. My mom knew I had the fetish long before anybody else she had caught me multiple times with her pantyhose in my room. Even though my mom was uptight about it I still managed to enjoy. Her pantyhose covered feet a bit not in the way I got to enjoy my aunt but close enough.

My mom was a teacher always in pantyhose because of the times. When my mom was a teacher, they still had dress formal dress code. Meaning women had to wear skirts, blouses, and either pantyhose, stockings or tights. My mom wasn’t into tights. She said they were too itchy and sweaty and she didn’t like the stockings that much because they would slip down so she preferred pantyhose. This woman would keep track of her dirty pantyhose and clean ones to make sure I wasn’t taking them. Even though she was really good about it I still got to use them. One way was I always would massage her feet from the time I was five on up. Didn’t start out as a sexual thing just a thing that I knew my mom liked and being a good son I was willing to do it. Normally after she would get home from school, she would sit down on the couch and catch up on news before she would start dinner. This is when I would give her a foot massage. She would have her pantyhose on, but I guess she didn’t think I was getting turned on because she would never take them off and have me rub her feet with them on. Now I have been doing this since five so before the fetish, I had already pre-established doing this for her. This was always a struggle for me, but I had my way of using her feet.

My mom wasn’t exactly a tall woman kind of short, but at least had decent legs and alright enough feet. She would always come home sit down on the couch and I would sit on the other end. She would proper feet up on my lap, and I would begin to start massaging. I would start with the bottom of her feet by the heels and work my way up to her toes, massaging and rubbing. I would hit her ankles and upper calves a bit. Never gotten near her thighs because she felt that was a little too intimate. Not every time, but sometimes after a long week, she would lay back close your eyes and kind of drift off a bit. This was when I would play the game is it my dick or my thumb. When she would get drowsy, I would wait until I knew she wasn’t going to wake easily, and I would unzip my pants and pull my guy out. By this point, I would have such a huge rager and maybe some pre-cum leaking out. I would readjust myself so that way her feet were kind of in front of me with my back slightly turned to her. As I would rub 1 foot, I would slowly move it towards my dick and press my dick up against her foot. When I would first feel her silky pantyhose, touch my dick I would almost instantly wanna go every time. I would contain myself because I could never shoot my load on her foot because I knew I would get in trouble and that would be the end of this pleasure I at least had. I loved holding her toes and massaging them with my thumbs and then occasionally putting my dick in between the toes and rubbing them so it felt like she was caressing them with her toes. I also liked dragging the head of my dick across the bottom of her foot. I had to do it slowly I didn’t mind because it made it feel so good. If I did it too fast it would jolt her awake and she would tell me to stop tickling her feet. I would continue to slide my dick in between her toes when she was out p and rubbing it on the bottom of her feet.

This was my usual afternoon ritual if I wasn’t at my aunts trying to steal her pantyhose I was rubbing my mom’s feet to feel her pantyhose on my dick. Sometimes if I was lucky my mom when I was done, would take them off and have them draped over the couch while she went to go start dinner. I would use that time to sniff them and jerk off with them right there. It was so hot knowing they had just came off her feet and they were close to her pussy while she was sweating all day. Like I said, I couldn’t cum in them because she was very aware of my fetish and watched her pantyhose closely. Most of the time I only have a few minutes because as things were either getting prepared or simmering she would make sure to come get those pantyhose so I wouldn’t take them. Honestly, my mom was probably the one that got my fetish started since she would let me sit under the table when I was very little and touch her pantyhose legs and feet hell most of the family members let us boys all do that then wonder why I had such a fetish later on. Didn’t have as much escapades with my mom’s pantyhose as I did with my aunt, but they were still fond memories into this day. I’ll still jerk off with a pair of my mom’s pantyhose whatever I’m in town funny part is she still keeps her eye on them because even as old as I am now, I’ll still steal them and she’ll still yell at me. Best part is my wife will put them on thinking I bought them for her but really it’s my mom’s and most of the time if I do get a pair it’s a dirty pair. So when she grinds my face, I smell her and my mom. Don’t know if anybody else had similar things, but feel free to tell me below.

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