Kara (MyMom)

When I was younger my mom would come home and be so tired from work and asked me to rub her feet at first I didn’t like it, but hearing her moan made me fetishize her feet growing up. FAST FORWARD I’m in college, it’s summer break my sister Akiko is on scout camp, dad is on a business trip. Just me and mom. After picking me up from the airport she seems tired and lays down on the couch with her feet on top. Mom you look tired.” She looked at him in a haze. “I am tired. Been on my feet all day at work.” I took off his shoes and sat on the ground in front of her, “I’ll give you a massage then.” as soon as my fingers touch her toes, she moaned. She closed her eyes and leaned back. I began rubbing all of her foot. I never told her this, but I loved touching her skin and often hoped to be able to massage her entire body. Sometimes I wondered how soft she would be if she was nude. Slowly my hand traveled up her leg and she started to moan again. “I can’t stop.” I began to massage up her leg until he reached her knee. Her eyes began to flutter shut. When I rubbed her thigh and mom started to move her leg a little. She opened her eyes and looked at me, “How far up am I?” “Midway up your thigh.” “Do you want to massage me a bit higher?” She asked. “Yes, very much so.” “Okay.” She said. In my mind I think this is the perfect time to take things further

When I was younger my mom would come home and be so tired from work and asked me to rub her feet at first I didn’t like it, but hearing her moan made me fetishize her feet growing up. FAST FORWARD I’m in college, it’s summer break my sister Akiko is on scout camp, dad is on a business trip. Just me and mom. After picking me up from the airport she seems tired and lays down on the couch with her feet on top. Mom you look tired.” She looked at him in a haze. “I am tired. Been on my feet all day at work.” I took off his shoes and sat on the ground in front of her, “I’ll give you a massage then.” as soon as my fingers touch her toes, she moaned. She closed her eyes and leaned back. I began rubbing all of her foot. I never told her this, but I loved touching her skin and often hoped to be able to massage her entire body. Sometimes I wondered how soft she would be if she was nude. Slowly my hand traveled up her leg and she started to moan again. “I can’t stop.” I began to massage up her leg until he reached her knee. Her eyes began to flutter shut. When I rubbed her thigh and mom started to move her leg a little. She opened her eyes and looked at me, “How far up am I?” “Midway up your thigh.” “Do you want to massage me a bit higher?” She asked. “Yes, very much so.” “Okay.” She said. In my mind I think this is the perfect time to take things further