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Thank God Jimmy moved back home after graduating college. With her still paying the high price of him catching her masturbating herself last month, their mother and son relationship would never be the same. Their mother and son relationship changed from a loving mother living with her loving son to an incestuously sexual relationship. Then, to compound matters even more, horny enough from playing with herself, she gave him a blowjob and even allowed him to cum in her mouth. That was a huge mistake. Now Jimmy thinks he can have sex with her any time he's horny and any time he wants.
Now, as if she was his bitch instead of his mother, no holds barred, not taking no for an answer, he was more sexually aggressive with her. Making matters worse, she wasn't a victim of sexual abuse but a willing participant. Whatever sex they had, whenever they had sex, was consensual. Whatever sex they had, whenever they had sex, was enjoyable. An understatement, whatever sex they had, whenever they had sex, was unbelievable.
She didn't plan on having him catch her masturbating. He wasn't even home at the time she started playing with herself. Coming home unexpectedly, he just happened to catch her at the right time and in the weak right moment when her horniness was up and her defenses were down. She'd remember that tragic moment of her sucking her son and her son cumming in her mouth for the rest of her life. No doubt, he'd remember his incestuous mother blowing him and allowing him to cum in her mouth for the rest of his life too.
'God, what have I done? God, if I could only take that back, I would,' she thought.
So embarrassing and so humiliating, even a month later, she couldn't believe he caught her masturbating. Even a month later, as if they were both caught in a sexual spell, she couldn't believe he masturbated in front of her while she masturbated in front of him. Even a month later, she couldn't believe she took his cock in her hand, wrapped her fingers around his erect prick, and stroked her son. Even a month later, she couldn't believe she leaned down and took him in her mouth. She couldn't believe she sucked her son and allowed him to cum in her mouth. Even with her feeling guilty and remorseful, that still didn't stop her from continuing to flash her son her panties.
'God, I'm such an incestuous slut,' she thought while remembering blowing him.
Now with her not wearing her pantyhose, while James massaged her feet, he'd no doubt be stealing peeks of her panties. Only, she didn't care if he saw her panties. What did that matter if he did and no doubt he would? Long before they even had sex, he had seen her panties plenty of times before. Then, when he caught her masturbating herself, with her feet up and the air and her legs spread wide open, and with her shouting out his name, he saw her holiest of holy holes. He saw her pussy up close, for God knows how long, while she masturbated herself with her eyes closed and her pussy and breasts exposed.
Besides, her feet hurt her too much to care if Jimmy saw her panties. Moreover, especially now after he caught her masturbating herself and after she blew him, she was always flashing him her panties, her pussy, her bra, and/or her tits. What does it matter now after he had seen her pussy? What difference would it make now, especially after she had already blown him and allowed him to cum in her mouth and watch her swallow while he fondled her breasts and fingered her nipples? If anything, just as she was glad that their sexual attraction was mutual, she was glad her incestuous lust for her son was out in the open.
Dressed for sexual action, Jimmy emerged from his bedroom wearing a tee shirt and pajama bottoms without underwear. His uniform of choice lately, while hoping his erect prick would make a surprise appearance, if his mother was intent on flashing him, he obviously was intent on flashing her. As soon as she saw him and saw his big prick tenting his pajama bottoms, she could tell by his semi-erection that he wasn't wearing any underwear. As soon as she saw him and saw his big prick tenting his pajama bottoms, she felt a familiar warm wetness between her thighs.
No doubt, hoping she'd give him a foot job while he gave her a foot massage, it was the small albeit sexually exciting price she had to pay to stop her feet from throbbing. Besides with her legs elevated, the swelling of her ankles would soon go down. Only, it wasn't giving him a foot job that bothered her. No longer knowing what her son had in mind, it was what else he may want to massage other than her sore feet that bothered her. Knowing him, he'd want to give her more than just a foot massage. Knowing him he'd want to massage the inside of her mouth and the inside of her pussy with his cock.
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"What do you need Mom?"
As if he didn't hear her ask for a foot massage, he played Mickey the Dunce. If he didn't hear her ask for a foot massage, why did he change his clothes? Obviously, a game they now played, he changed his clothes on the hopes he could flash his mother his cock in the way she was flashing him her panties. He stared at her shapely legs while rubbing his hands together as if he was fly rubbing his legs together when landing on a lump of warm excrement. Not that she was a lump of warm excrement but she was in deep shit with her son now always wanting and expecting her to give him incestuous sex.
"I need a foot massage. Rub Mommy's feet," she said lifting her leg, waving her foot, and wigging her toes while knowing she was flashing him her bright, white panties.
As if her white panties were the red cape that a matador waves at a bull, he gave her a smile while he leaned over the end of the couch to take her foot in hand. He ran his hand down her smooth, shapely leg as if he was checking her for stubble. In the way he'd soon be massaging the rest of her naked body, he massaged her naked leg. Obviously, like mother like son, with them thinking the same when it came to incestuous sex, he was just as horny as she was.
"It would be my pleasure to rub your feet," he said with a dirty laugh and a naughty smile.
While standing at the end of the couch, immediately, he rested the sole of her foot against his hardening cock. While rubbing her foot, he rubbed his foot against his erection. First he rubbed one foot and then he rubbed the other. Then, as if he was making a wish, the wish she knew he'd make to have sex with his mother, he parted her legs to get a better look at her panties. Suddenly feeling embarrassed and feeling violated, she put a hand to the end of her short skirt to block his view of her panty clad pussy.
"Jesus Jimmy. You make me feel as if I'm a human wishbone. Sit and put my feet in your lap while massaging them please," she said.
He sat at the end of the couch but as soon as he sat, he removed his cock from his pajamas.
"Okay, Mom," he said putting both of her feet in his lap with his prick standing tall at attention.
As soon as her feet rested in his lap and were in contact with his hardening cock, just as she felt his cock pulsating and throbbing against her heels, she felt a familiar sensation between her legs.
"Oh, my God, Jimmy. I'm not giving you a foot job," she said pulling her feet away with a laugh. "Give it a rest. Put that thing away. I told you that blowjob I gave you was a one shot deal. And I hope you kept your promise to me by not telling anyone that you saw me naked, caught me masturbating, and that I blew you," she said while waiting for her to assure her that he kept their secret.
He gave her a sexy smile while pulling her feet back in place against his exposed prick.
"Even though I wish I could tell a few of my select friends, those who think you're hot and are sexually attracted to you, I didn't tell anyone," he said.
Now knowing for sure he told someone, she wondered which of his friends he told. She wondered which one of his friends thought she was hot and were sexually attracted to her.
'God, what was she thinking? Was she thinking about having sex with her son's friend's too? She needed to take a breath and relax,' she thought but, now every time she was around her son, she had sexual thoughts.
Despite what she had just said about not giving him a foot job, she curled her toes to tease the head of his cock. Disobeying his mother, he left his cock out of his pajamas and continued rubbing his stiff prick against her feet. What did it matter if he was rubbing his cock against her feet when she had already had his cock in her mouth while blowing him? Applying more pressure to make her sore, aching feet feel better, he rubbed her feet, kneaded her soles, and massaged her toes. Then, he did something unexpected to her feet, something he had never done before. He lifted her foot to his mouth and sucked on her toes.
'Oh, my God,' she thought.
As if he was a foot worshiper, she couldn't believe her son was sucking her toes as if he was her foot fetish lover.
"Oh, my God, Jimmy. That feels so weird but so good," she said looking at him with glee while laughing. "Only, don't you think it's kind of creepy for a son to suck his mother's toes?"
Giving him a better view of her panty clad pussy, he lifted her other foot to his mouth.
"Creepy? No not at all," he said taking her other foot in his mouth to suck her toes.
She swooned at her son sucking on her toes, tickling her with his tongue, and licking her feet.
"Oh, Jimmy. That's as relaxing as it is sexually exciting," she said lifting her head to give him a sexy look. "You know how to treat a woman," she said while wishing he would lick her somewhere else other than her feet.