One night only

100% fiction!

Ok so this is a story of a son full of sexual frustration and his mum.

I was a quiet boy, no girls were ever interested in me, partly down to the fact I was a chubby boy, and the other there was one person who I couldn't stop thinking about.

My mum was a single mum she had a few boyfriends but most of the time it was me and her, she is about 5 foot tall strawberry blonde, slim build but her breasts were so pert about a c cup.

One night me and mum was watching tv, and she said her feet were sore, so I thought ok here is my chance to make her happy today. I offered her a foot massage. She was wearing a black pencil skirt tights and a White shirt from work. I started rubbing her feet as she was sat on the sofa, mum started to relax and close her eyes, I then started to rub her calfs feeling up her leg. Then mum froze! "son hold on stop for a second" she said to me. Then she stood up started to stretch and then to my surprise she started to take her tights off!

Mum sat back on the sofa and said "there that's better I didn't want to ladder them" so I started to give her feet another massage moving up her legs to her knees, she moaned in awe and said "oh son you have great hands you know just how to make me feel so good and relaxed" I smiled proud she felt I was good. I started to rub her thighs pushing her skirt up higher and higher till I saw she was wearing what looked like French briefs.

To be continued....... If I get a good response