My Friend's Mom

My Friend's MomI did not write this but I could have. It is so good, I wanted to share it with my fellow nylon loversThis took place when I was about eighteen. I was well aware of this thing I had for women's feet at a much earlier age, but because of Great Feet's policy, I can't tell you about any of those experiences. Of course I took every chance to indulge my fetish to the max.My friend's mom was a very sexy lady, about five foot four with long sexy legs and some of the sexiest shoes I have ever seen to date. She also wore real nylon stockings. Of course this was before pantyhose became the norm. Anyhow, I had longed to play with her feet, to slide her shoes off and maybe give her a playful massage or tickle session.Well this particular day was in the summer and it was hot as Hell. I went to see my friend. I knocked on the door and his mom answered. The first thing my eyes saw was Mrs. Lawrence dressed to the nines. She had just returned from shopping. She had on a maroon dress and smoke colored hose. Her feet were encased in a stunning pair of black leather pumps with thin straps at the sides. I got hard right away looking down at them. She invited me in, told me I could wait for her son and that he'd be home soon.As I followed her into the house I coudn't take my eyes off those shoes. You see, a week or so before this I had gone to the bathroom and found those shoes in there. I masturbabted in them thinking of sliding them from her feet and tickling her well cared for peds, or massaging them for her after a long day of shopping.Well anyhow, she told me she was out all day and had just come home. She smelled so good. Her perfume wafted through the room driving me nuts. She told me to sit and she would be back in a sec. She wanted to change.About the time she said that, the phone rang. She answered it and it was her girlfriend. She plopped down in the loveseat crossing those gorgeous legs and bouncing her foot up and down. My eyes were locked on that show as she chatted on the phone. I didn't hear much but I heard her tell her friend that her feet were tired from being out all day. This was an opportunity too good to pass up.Before that thought left her mind I stood up and made my way to her, dropping to her feet with my back against the loveseat. She watched me curiously. I don't know what I thought I was doing, but I had to try. As she talked away, I reached over and took hold of her soft silk encased ankle. She pulled back a bit, but then relented. I don't know if she was curious or what. I was scared shitless, but figured what the hell. She just said her feet hurt. I was just being a nice k**.As I caressed her silken instep, she wiggled a bit. Then I went for it and slipped her shoe off slowly, carefully, not wanting to run her hose. She stopped in mid-sentence and held her hand over the phone so that her friend wouldn't hear what she was saying. "What are you doing honey?" She asked me.My heart was pounding so hard that I thought she'd hear it. "I was going to rub your feet for you. I heard you say they hurt." I said stuttering a bit as I did so. She smiled at me and I melted in her gaze. My dick was like a rock. Her hot nyloned sole was laying in my hand now and before she could say anything I just started stroking her foot. I remember feeling flushed right away as I started doing my massage to her foot. Her soles were hot and very wet. It drove me to full hard instantly.I thought she would stop me but to my delight she didn't. She went back to talking on the phone as though nothing was going on. She was wiggling her foot in my hand and pointing her toes as I caressed them. Her red toenails glistened through the wispy material of the smoke colored hose. I was in Heaven to say the least. "Oh hon that feels so good." I heard her say.Then her friend must have inquired what she was referring to. She told her I was rubbing her feet. I thought I'd die of shame. Then I felt her pat my head. That eased my tension, but did nothing to calm my throbbing dick. I thought I'd cum in my pants as she sighed and wiggled her toes. I wasn't sure how long I had, so off came the other shoe. That sexy swish sound filling the air. That foot was just as sexy, hot and sweaty as the first. She crossed her ankles one over the other as I sat doing my best to massage her pretty nyloned peds for her.She arched her toes as I caressed her hot soles together, one hand on the left and one hand on the right. I was in seventh Heaven now. I had longed to do this for this lady and here I was. As she hung up the phone she said, "Honey you didn't have to do that." I told her it was ok. I though she might like it since her feet were tired. She smiled at me and said, "I know hon. I love it! But that can't be too nice for you."She had no idea how nice it was. There was a slight scent of leather from her pumps and a tinge of nail polish rising to my nose making my cock thump wildly. I was so afraid she would get wise to me, but if she did she never let on. I must have done this for twenty minutes now. She would arch her toes once in awhile as I stroked them lovingly with her red toenail polish shinning through the reinforced toes of her stockings. I wanted to jerk off all over her feet. I was that turned on.The whole sight before me was unreal. Her smoke colored reinforced heel and toe stockings covering her sexy peds. Her polish glistening in the light through the hose. Her stunning pumps laying next to me as I stroked her pretty feet. I thought I'd die from pleasure. But as soon as it began it seemed it had to end. She told me her son and husband would be home soon and I didn't want to be seen doing this for her. She knew it would be something that would embarrass me. It would have too, but I didn't want to quit.She asked me to go and get her slippers for her. I stood up and saw her eyes glance to my crotch. I was so ashamed as I realized that she knew for sure I was turned on from doing her feet. I went and got her slippers, sitting down and sliding them on those sexy feet for hers. She thanked me for rubbing her feet. I was on the brink of cumming now. She told me she had some laundry to do and asked me to put her pumps in the bedroom for her.I watched her go downstairs and took those awesome shoes to her room. When I was sure she was busy, I pulled out my cock and blew a huge load in those shoes. I was shaking all over afraid to get caught. I quickly wiped the shoes out and put them away for her. Just in time, too. My friend had just returned.When he asked how long I had been waiting, Mrs. Lawrence told him that I had just gotten there. I looked over and she winked at me. What a lady.I would do her sexy feet several times and may share those times with you later on. She was one sweet lady. I know now she knew all about foot fetishists and I thought I was so smart.