OnlyFamily by silkstockingslover

“Mmmmmm,” Lisa said, loving the sound of all those devious and wicked ways her son wanted to use her. She leaned back along the length of the bed, raised her feet to her son’s cock, and stroked it with her nylon-clad soles… which she’d done many times to her equally nylon-obsessed husband. The number of times she’d walked around wearing heels with cum all over the soles of her feet would be incalculable. “Like this?”

“Yesss,” Marty groaned, this being one of his ultimate fantasies. He’d watched lots of the Bratty Babes Own You videos where girls gave foot jobs to their bosses, or maybe to a brother or son… the only part that annoyed him was how they usually ridiculed the guy for enjoying it… which had gotten him questioning his own perversions. When in truth the act was incredibly hot, and as he was discovering right now… very pleasurable.

“Mommy is here to take care of your big, fat cock anytime it needs attention,” Lisa purred, having gotten her husband off at least twice a day most days… but usually three or four. One rule during their marriage was she never got him off the same way twice, and he never came into or onto the same spot twice… at least not on the same day… which helped keep their sex life spontaneous and unpredictable, and Charlie had been very creative.

“Then that will be very often,” Marty moaned, as his balls boiled. He was going to come soon.

“You can come on Mommy’s feet, or all over Mommy’s face, if you wish,” Lisa moaned in the sexiest, most sensual way a woman could ever utter such wicked words.

Marty had always been impressed by how believable some of the online incest videos were. Women like Corey Chase and Penny Barber always came across as authentic mothers who really enjoyed the scenes they took part in… which many high end scripted porn scenes lacked. And in that same vein, his own mother seemed really into pleasing him. “Do you want my cum, Mommy slut?” Marty asked, trying to maintain his masculine persona through his current sensual daze.

“Oh, yes son, give Mommy a big load all over her feet,” Lisa said, always loving the feeling of warm cum splattering onto her body… just about anywhere.

“Oh, fuck Mom,” Marty moaned, grabbing his Mom’s nylon-clad feet and fucking the silky sheer soles.

“Yes baby, fuck my feet,” Lisa sang out. “Give Mommy that big load!”

“Oh, fuck,” Marty grunted a few strokes later, and he pulled back and pumped his dick while cum rocketed out of him with big white cannon blasts, all over her sexy soles.

“Oh, yes Baby, I want all your cum,” Lisa moaned, and just this wicked taboo act, mixed with the warm sensations of cum splattering her feet sent waves of pleasure throughout her body.

“Take it all, slut,” Marty groaned as his cannon stopped firing.

“Such a big boy,” Lisa crooned once he was done. She then knee-walked around, allowing the cum to remain on her feet, and took his cock into her mouth to extract any slow swimmers. During her mourning melancholy she’d forgotten how much she loved a dick in her mouth, but now she was craving cum again… having swallowed at least a load a day pretty much every day since she’d met Charlie… having given him road head on their very first date.

“Oh fuck, Mom,” Marty grunted, feeling completely overwhelmed by her wickedness.

A minute later Tyra came in and gasped, “Really? Mom, you have Marty’s dick in your mouth, when just yesterday you complained about my having his cum on my hand!”

“I never complained about it dearest, I only mentioned it,” she replied.

“And I don’t see a problem; we were just passing the time while we waited for you to get your sexy ass ready,” Marty added, admiring his sister in her sexy lingerie and even sexier nylons.

“Fuck,” Tyra said, shaking her head… yet she wasn’t sure if she was frustrated because she was disgusted by what she’d just walked in on, or because it wasn’t her with that big, fat cock in her mouth (she always referred to it now as his big, fat cock).

“Fuck? Yep, your tits real soon now,” Marty said, checking out how the lingerie pushed up and accentuated her huge tits perfectly… he was amazed by how he considered lingerie and nylons way sexier than full nudity.

“Yeah, yeah,” Tyra said flippantly, wondering what that was going to feel like, but not wanting her brother to know that.

“Oh, don’t pretend you’re not dying for your brother’s big, fat cock to start fucking those huge titties,” Lisa said, right after she allowed her son’s delicious cock to slip out of her mouth.

“I need some help with the back latches,” Tyra said, ignoring the accusation.

“You mean the garters?” Lisa asked.

“Yeah, whatever they’re called,” Tyra agreed.

“First, please fetch me my heels,” Lisa said.

“Okay,” Tyra said, going over to retrieve her Mom’s five-inch pumps.

“Marty, quickly go clean yourself up, and put on one of the new pairs of underwear I bought for you,” Lisa said.

“Okay,” Marty said.

“What’s that on your feet?” Tyra asked.

“Your brother’s cum,” Lisa said, feeling no shame about getting caught with her son’s dick in her mouth or with a load of sticky white cream on her black nylons.

“Gross,” Tyra said.

“Oh, you’ll soon learn that cum is delicious, and it feels great just about anywhere on your skin,” Lisa said, as she slipped into her heels without losing any cum. She stood up, savouring the soothing sensations of the sticky cum beneath her feet. It wasn’t like walking on air, but walking on goo had a certain appeal.

“That’s just weird,” Tyra said.

“Marty, just the boxers, nothing else,” Lisa instructed. “Except for your new mask, of course.”

“Okay,” Marty said, having stopped to watch his Mom walking around in her heels full of his cum.

“Go, go!” Lisa shooed him off, looking worriedly at the clock.

“Okay, okay,” Marty said, and hurried out.

Lisa helped her daughter with the two back garters she couldn’t do herself, while saying, “You know you look fucking amazing in this outfit, right?”

“Yeah, it does showcase my body awfully well,” Tyra agreed, having admired herself in her bedroom mirror for a few minutes before coming back into the studio. The outfit made her feel sexy and desirable… even more than she’d already felt about herself. “And you were right, these stockings are very comfortable.”

“And your subscribers are in for a major treat,” Lisa said.