Fantasy Alive: Mommy-Slut 4

Kiera left her son looking like a red-assed baboon and returned to her bedroom where she took the strap-on off, but kept her professional garb on, only removing her slacks and stepping back into her skirt... she was going to relish the foot massage she needed and wanted her calves accessible. Later this evening she may have to get hold of Tiffany Anderson for the release of a face riding orgasm.

Jeremy pulled his sweats up and cursed, "What the fuck was that?" His mother gone, he couldn"t believe what had just happened. Plus, he still hadn"t come. He considered finally finishing by himself what had been started by Eleanor what seemed like hours ago, but instead he hurried upstairs to help with dinner.

3. THE CONFESSIONAL

Kiera came back downstairs to the kitchen and deciding to move on and not keep the awkwardness going, she smiled and asked, "Shall we order pizza?"

"Um sure," Jeremy agreed, unable to keep from glancing down to see she was still in nylons and her skirt was back.

"Good," Mom nodded, grabbing the phone and ordering their usual, noticing her son pretty much staring at her feet nonstop. She turned and began walking towards the living room inviting, "Now come and give your Mom a nice foot massage."

Jeremy"s marathon erection which had just started to consider going into slumber was again wide awake... again hungrily poking against his sweats.

Kiera noticed the abrupt motion beneath his pants and smiled, thinking she could use this to her advantage both for discipline and for foot massages. She headed to the couch and sat down.

Jeremy followed his mother as the strange day just got weirder and weirder... this latest twist one that excited him greatly.

Jeremy wasn"t sure whether to kneel in front of his beautiful mother or sit on the couch beside her.

Kiera noticed both her son"s very erect cock tenting his sweats, and his indecision about what to do next. She patted the couch beside her and said, "Come sit." Usually when she said that it was to a feminine pet who was soon going to drop to her knees or all fours.

Jeremy sat beside her and watched as his mother spun around and placed her crossed feet directly on his crotch... her right ankle resting slightly on his cock. God, was he getting blue balls at this point.

As his mother turned on "Wheel of Fortune" Jeremy put his hands on his mother"s sheer-clad foot. His cock flinched on contact, his dream coming true.

Kiera felt her son"s cock moving and thought if he wasn"t her son she may have been about to have hetero s.εﾒ for the first time in almost two decades. The visual her brain had recorded downstairs of her son"s big hard cock was ingrained in her head. She relaxed and enjoyed the foot massage... enjoying being pampered by her son, and feeling very sexy because of his arousal. So long as she didn"t let him know, why shouldn"t she feel sexy around her son?

Jeremy massaged the sole of his mom"s left foot before moving on and doing each toe individually, which the mother greatly enjoyed, something she had never had done before, as Kiera finally asked, "So have you and Casey broken up?"

"No," Jeremy answered, not sure what else to say about it without looking like an asshole. All the while enjoying the lovely nylon-encased foot in his hands.

"Does she know about your secret rendezvous with Eleanor?" Kiera probed, annoyed at her son"s cheating.

"No," Jeremy again answered just one word.

"Does Casey not suck cock?" Kiera asked bluntly, enjoying talking a little dirty with her adult son.

"Not well," he answered.

"And Eleanor does?" the mother asked, enjoying the sensations of her son"s hands on her feet.

"Um, yeah," he nodded, bewildered she was asking these frank questions.

"I see," Kiera nodded, "And what, may I ask, makes Eleanor better than Casey?"

"This is so weird," Jeremy pointed out.

"As you mentioned, you"re eighteen," Kiera shrugged. "Talk to me."

"Okay, you asked for it. She swallows, she takes facials, she loves sucking me, and she really puts her heart into it," Jeremy answered, deciding if his mother was asking, why not tell her... maybe, just maybe, it would entice her into sucking or fucking him herself. The mixed messages were confusing him. On the one hand, she seemed to be tempting him... still in nylons, her leg still resting on his cock... there was no way she could be oblivious to that; on the other hand, she had recently punished him rather humiliatingly by making him suck her strap-on and then spanking him without holding much back.

"You like coming on a girl"s face?" the mother questioned.

"Honestly?" he asked.

"No, lie to me," Kiera responded sarcastically.

"Yeah, I actually do."

"Why?"

"I don"t know," Jeremy said, even though he knew exactly why... he liked the dominating aspect of it... as he moved his hand and massaged his mom"s calf... just a sly upwards movement.

"Yes you do," Kiera said, knowing exactly why he did it. "Don"t lie to your mother."

"You just told me I should," he joked.

"Brat!" the Mom accused, enjoying his hands on the back of her calf.

"I try," he shrugged.

"You like the power, don"t you?" Kiera got to the point.

"What?" Jeremy asked, staring between his mother"s legs, wondering what colour her panties were.

"The facial," Kiera explained, noticing her son looking up her skirt.

"What about it?" he questioned, having a hard time focusing... so distracted by the nylons and the dimly seen upper reaches of her legs.

"Are you even listening to me?" Kiera asked, knowing exactly why he wasn"t listening.

"Sorry, yes," Jeremy nodded, trying to focus on his mother"s words. Sometimes eyeballs are so difficult to control!

"You like giving Eleanor a facial because it shows you have power over her, doesn"t it?" Kiera asked.

"Yeah," Jeremy agreed. "Actually, you"re right."

"You think you"re superior to girls?" Kiera asked.

Jeremy decided to be blunt, "I"ve learned that some women like to be treated like sluts. And most of the time they"re the ones you wouldn"t expect... like Eleanor."

"Casey isn"t a slut?"

"She likes to have s.εﾒ, but...." Jeremy paused.

Kiera asked the inquiring question, "If it wasn"t for the social hierarchy of high school, who would you date: Eleanor or Casey?"

"Eleanor," Jeremy admitted, "in a heartbeat."

"Other foot," Kiera ordered, deliberately moving the sole of her other foot directly onto her son"s very hard cock.

Jeremy obeyed, happy to massage these nylon clad feet all night long. As she shifted to swap feet he got a far better glimpse between his mother"s legs... and gasped... she wasn"t wearing panties... and he"d just gotten a brief glimpse of his mother"s completely shaved pussy.

"What?" Kiera asked, even though she knew from his gasp he had seen her hairless twat.

"Um, nothing," Jeremy answered.

"So why not date Eleanor?"

"I"ve considered it."

"The cheerleader and the jock never get married, you know," Kiera pointed out.

"I know," he nodded. "It"s just... the thought of being subjected to all those people asking why is exhausting."

"Man up," Kiera ordered. "Don"t worry about what others think. Do what you want to do."

Jeremy thought to himself. "At the moment I want to fuck the living shit out of my mother." He nodded and agreed, "Yeah."

"Well, I have to admit, Eleanor sure seemed to know her way around sucking a cock," Kiera assessed bluntly.

"Mom!" Jeremy gasped.

"What? I saw her take your entire dick in her mouth," Kiera continued. "Even though you"re pretty well hung. Clearly you don"t get that from your father."

"Mom!" Jeremy repeated, this time flattered.

"What? I haven"t seen a real penis in almost two decades, but I do know a big one when I see it," Kiera really enjoying teasing her son. If he hadn"t been her son, she would probably fuck him right here and now... her pussy was quite wet.

"You haven"t had s.εﾒ since before I was born?" Jeremy asked, knowing he would be more than willing to help her with that.

"I didn"t say that," Kiera replied with a playful smile.

There was a long pause as Jeremy processed his mother"s words.

Finally he offered, "You"re a lesbian?"

"Bingo! It"s 2017," Kiera said with a smile, before adding, "I can be whatever I want to be."

Jeremy was disappointed. In one sentence she had crushed his fantasy of fucking his mother... a dream that had seemed to be becoming a possibility was suddenly swept off the table.

Kiera added, wanting to make sure her son knew she also liked cock, mischievously wanting to keep his obvious Mommy fantasy alive, "I prefer to play both sides."

"You"re bisexual?" Jeremy asked, praying that was what she meant.