Being a foot-freak with mom [F4M] - OGY (2024)

[SFX: Listener enters a living room, a movie is playing in the background]

Hey honey!

Good day?

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Ohhh, sweetie.

I’ve told you before, you’re too good for them. We need to find you a new job as soon as we can.

You’re being wasted up there.

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Me?

Oh… on my feet all day, the AC in the office is still broken, and my shoes just won’t break in.

I’m still wearing them, under the blanket-

Just trying to get them to soften up a bit.

You wanna join me though?

Still a good twenty minutes of this movie left.

Plenty of room under the blanket.

Just watch out…

Mommy’s a bit… ripe.

Like I said.

The office was hot today, and I just couldn’t stop moving.

And that blouse, and the jacket, and the nylon stockings.

Just, none of them breathe.

[SFX: Listener sits down on couch and sits under blanket]

[SFX: Mother pushes heeled feet into lap under blanket]

Hope you don’t mind if I use you as a pillow.

My legs are just so tired, I need all the support I can get.

[SFX: Ambience continues for a moment, before the listener shifts a bit]

Are you okay, sweetie?

You look a little red.

You’re not uncomfortable, are you?

Mommy’s heels aren’t uncomfortable in your lap, are they?

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Good, I wouldn’t want to bother you, not when you’ve had such a long day, and not when we’re both so pent up.

With stress, I mean.

I don’t want to add to the things making you hard-

I mean, the things making your day hard.

[SFX: Brief pause, movie ambience]

Well… just in case they are bothering you, and my baby boy’s too polite to say-

I should probably kick my shoes off.

[SFX: Some shuffling, but then cut off]

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Oh.

You’ll take them off for me, baby?

Oh…

That’s very nice of you.

[SFX: One shoe slipped off under blankets, pulled up over them]

You okay sweetie?

You look… a little uneasy.

And you’re breathing a little unsteadily.

You’re not coming down with something, are you?

[SFX: Rubbing stocking against pants under blanket]

Hmm?

Oh, was my now bare, stocking covered foot nudging something under the blanket, baby?

Sorry. I was just getting comfortable.

Now, why don’t you put that shoe down, and get the other one.

[SFX: Heel set down, hands slip under blanket]

Oop. Looks like you found my other foot again. The bare one.

You’ve got a pretty firm grip on my toes there, baby boy.

Aren’t they a little moist, for your tastes?

So sweaty, so smelly?

Why, I reckon your hand’s getting all dirty just from having the balls of my nylon-covered feet rub into your palm.

How come you aren’t pulling away, sweetie?

You don’t… like that, do you?

You don’t like feeling mommy’s feet in your hands-

Stinking you up.

And fidgeting all over your crotch?

Why would you like that?

Why…

Judging by that hard little bulge I can feel with the balls of my foot-

I’d think you’re getting turned on from your mother rubbing her smelly, sweaty feet all over you-

But that couldn’t be right, could it?

You wouldn’t be a degradation loving, incestuous foot-freak, would you?

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Oh.

Well, why didn’t you just say so?

[SFX: She presses harder into listener’s crotch]

I caught you.

Cum stains don’t wash out of stockings and socks, sweetie.

Not when you’re the one washing them up.

[SFX: Grinding, really pressing into listener’s groin]

(sighs, leaning back)

I don’t know where I went wrong.

My own son… going through my underwear draw-

And he preferred my socks to my panties.

I could deal with the incest-

I mean…

You’re only human-

But feet?

And when they’re like this as well?

What a disappointing freak you turned out to be.

Squirming, moaning and panting from having your mother’s foot squishing into your co*ck.

What am I supposed to do with you now?

I suppose the sensible thing to do would be to kick you out-

Or maybe try and get you into therapy.

But I don’t think either of us want that.

[SFX: Speaker shoves her other foot into the listener’s face]

Do we?

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Hmm?

Sorry sweetie, you’re breathing so heavily with mommy’s foot in your face that she couldn’t make that out.

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Please?

Please, what?

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Let you f*ck my feet.

(mocking disgusted noise)

Freak.

You gross, twisted little freak.

My little boy wants me to enable his disgusting habits.

And from the feel of it-

You’re even getting off on being told how gross you are.

It’s my fault, I suppose.

I must’ve gone wrong somewhere.

Do you know what that makes you, foot-slu*t?

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It makes you my responsibility.

And yes, that means I’m not going to kick you out.

Because, even if you are disgusting little foot freak, you’re my disgusting little foot freak.

You’re still mommy’s good boy, got it?

And that means you do as mommy says.

Does that sound good?

[SFX: Slowly drags feet away]

Why don’t you come over here-

[SFX: Opens legs]

And sit with mommy?

[SFX: Listener crawls to her]

Make sure you bring my shoes.

[SFX: Speaker stops in front of her]

Back to me, sweetie-

Rest your head on mommy’s boobies-

[SFX: Listener settles into place]

Unzip your pants, freak.

I want to see how hard I’ve made you.

[SFX: Listener unzips pants, slowly fiddles with underwear]

I’m going to cross my legs over you-

While-

[SFX: She takes a shoe from him]

You breathe in mommy’s scent from her shoes.

Then, once I’m convinced your mind’s hazed up-

(whispering) I’ll start rubbing your co*ck with my feet.

How does that sound?

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(condescendingly) Why am I giving you what you want?

Good question.

It’s because I love you, baby, and because mommy is very, very lonely.

You might be a gross little freak-

But you’re the closest thing to a man mommy’s got-

And she wants you.

So.

If you have this, then mommy gets what she wants too.

And what she wants is a subby little son, who’ll do as he’s told, and give himself to me, completely.

Is that okay baby?

Is it worth it, just so that you can suck and sniff and slime your cummies all over mommy’s stinky feet?

All while she calls you names and treats you like sh*t?

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Eugh.

I though so.

You f*cking failure.

[SFX: Listener’s co*ck springs out of pants]

And of course…

That’s what gets you loose-

Gets your disgusting feet-addict dick out of its pants.

Your own mother, telling you how disappointed she is in you.

And your co*ck couldn’t be harder.

Or… could it?

Here, you little freak-

Let mommy hold her shoe to your face-

You just let it slip over your nose and your mouth-

And let that hazy, stinky, musky scent fill your lungs.

So warm-

So wet-

So f*cking ripe.

You’re gross, you know that, right?

Sniffing your own mother’s sweaty shoes-

And getting off on it so much.

Your co*ck is throbbing, and leaking…

Ugh…

You’re dribbling out so much pre-cum, your co*ck’s getting all slick and sticky-

If I pressed my foot against it-

[SFX: She does, sticky against stockings]

Oh it’s warm…

You gross little boy-

[SFX: Gentle foot stroking up and down co*ck]

Spilling sticky pre-cum all over mommy’s toes with your perverted dick.

I can’t imagine the deranged things you want to do to me-

Not even to me, to my feet.

Do tit* and ass even do it for you any more?

If I got up, bent over, and asked you to f*ck me, could you?

Or would you just fall on your belly to rub your face into me heel?

[SFX: She adds her other foot]

Judging by the way you bucked when I put both my feet to your co*ck, you’d take the latter.

You’re just a dumb little foot-slu*t.

You just live to feel heels and soles press on your shaft, wriggle over your head and rub into your balls-

Umm-hmm.

That’s right baby-

Moan.

Moan while mommy presses on those balls with her toes-

And while her other foot curles up and squeezes your head down.

And whatever you do-

Don’t stop smelling mommy’s shoe.

I’ve been wearing them for a week.

Day in, day out.

I know you noticed.

They’re as ripe as they get.

As rich as they get.

Just pure. Mommy. Pheromones.

Are you-

Oh f*cking gross-

You’re sticking your tongue out-

Licking the inside-

What a creep.

God no wonder you’re attracted to your own mother-

It’s not like any other woman would ever give a f*cking perv like you the time of day.

Not like any other girl would trap your shaft between her soles-

[SFX: She does that, still sticky, now wet]

And rub her sweaty nylon covered feet up and down your co*ck-

[SFX: Footjob starts]

How’s the fantasy sweetie?

Resting on mommy’s tit* while she jacks you off with her feet, and force feeds you her scent?

Your eyes are glazed over-

Your head’s completely empty.

You’ve just given up-

Given in to how good this feels-

To be this pathetic and needy.

Your mother’s souls groping your co*ck-

Her stink soaking into your brain-

[SFX: Speeds up footjob]

You’ve been dreaming about this for years.

All your worst kinks coming together-

Shaming you.

Stroking you.

Scenting you.

You’re close, aren’t you?

So desperate for mom to let you cum all over her toes.

You want that, don’t you?

You want to see how they’d look with misty-white goo all over them?

(whispering, huskily) You gross little pervert.

Go on then.

Cum.

Cum for mummy.

Don’t think-

Don’t resist-

Don’t tense up or hold on.

Just breathe deep-

And cum.

(encouragement, cum for mummy type stuff)

[SFX: Listener org*sms during, footjob slows, milking style]

Good…

Good footslu*t…

You’re such a good footslu*t for your mommy.

Let it all out-

While mommy’s feet squish and twist your spurting dick-

Relax…

Let it all out.

Let those gross backed up spurts and dribbles push out of your co*ck.

[SFX: Takes shoe away from listener’s face]

No more sniffs for you young man.

You’re all done.

[SFX: Listener finishes, beat of quiet]

(calming down, breathing, then clears throat, sitting up)

So…

How did I do?

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I mean the… degradation, and the footplay?

Was it good?

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What don’t you understand?

Oh-

Wait

Did you think-

Oh sweetie, no.

I didn’t really mean those things.

I just… well it was-

(sigh)

(tone change, less demeaning, more nurturing) You’re not a freak.

Or a failure, or a disappointment, or gross or disgusting.

I just…

Well I saw your internet history.

You leave your PC on all the time, I was cleaning your room one day and…

I saw from one of your tabs that you… liked it, when girls talked like that.

I figured if it was coming from your own mother-

You’d like it even more. Especially with all the incest p*rn you’d been looking at, and with you jerking off with my clothes...

Like… seriously, sweetie, I don’t know where you find the time in the day to be into all this stuff.

And I can talk to you like that if you want, but…

I don’t know if I could do it all the time.

And I need you to know-

That even with kinks like that, and no matter what I say to play with you…

There’s nothing wrong with you.

(kisses listener on top of head)

You’re a good boy.

And even if you do like my sweaty feet-

My stinky soles-

(giggling) My dirty toes-

It’ll never stop me from loving you.

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I wouldn’t have done all this if I wasn’t into it.

And I knew it was what you wanted. So… I wanted to make you happy.

That’s my job, I’m your mommy, afterall.

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I…

Well…

I guess some of your kinks run in the family.

Most of all the… incest fantasies.

Like, I wasn’t even offended when I found those stains in my underwear and my socks.

More just… surprised at where they were-

And how many there were.

You’re perfect for me, baby.

My subby little dirty boy.

[SFX: Feet start massaging soft co*ck]

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Umm-hmm.

Rubbing your co*ck with my feet-

All slow and sensual-

All gooied up with your cum.

This is what you wanted, isn’t it?

Mommy degrading you, calling you names, abusing your co*ck with her feet-

And then pampering you, giving you aftercare.

I... kinda went overboard on doing my research.

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Hmm.

Glad to know I lived up to the fantasy.

(another kiss)

I love you, sweetie-

Almost as much as you love my tootsies.

You're my lovely little freak.