I have long found my mother's feet a turn on. My parents divorced when I was 15, and after that it was just mom and, me. My mom and I got along all right, and it was just your average, noraml mother and son relationship. My mom was - and still is - quite attractive, slender and blonde and she has a great personality. The thing was, she would always go barefoot around the house, and she had the most gorgeous feet, usually with red painted toenails. I thought that was really sexy, although of course I never really told her that. I became fascinated by her being barefoot and I suppose that I developed a kind of fetish about it. Secretly, quite secretly, I even masturbated thinking about her feet. Naturally I felt embarrassed by this preoccupation with my mom's sexy feet and even a little guilty.
Anyway, time went on. I went off to college and got a job and a place of my own. Mom and I still live in the same town, so we get to see each other quite a bit. Lots of times I will go over to her place and, yes, there she is running around barefoot. I thought that I had pretty much gotten over my preoccupation, but recently I found myself feeling quite attracted to her being barefoot. So one afternoon while we were having lunch at her place, I casually remarked on what sexy feet she had. Mom didn't mind hearing that, and she looked quite pleased. I aslo told her how sexy her going barefoot was. She liked hearing that too, and she teasingly asked if it turned me on. A little self-consciously I admitted that it did, and she told me that she found that pretty sexy herself. We laughed about it, and while we sitting there, mom started to teasingly flirt with me, rubbing her painted baretoes against my leg, being deliberately suggestive about it. It was just fun, and I teased her back, saying how she just wanted to see if I was getting turned on. To my susprise, she asked me if I was. I know that I blushed, and I said that it was working. Mom loved that, and she teased some more and asked if I felt like taking care of it, and doing it on her feet. That really surprised me. My motuh was open and I said something like, what?? Just take it out and do it on your feet right here in the kitchen?? Looking a little demure about it herself, but in a very straightforward way, mom said how that would be fine with her, and how nobody would know, and that it would be fun.
We laughed and both of us blushed, and she poked my crotch with her toes. Thatw as all it took to finish making my penis hard. Bravely, I proceded to open my pants and expose my erection. Mom was all eager grins, and said what I nice one I had. I got up and got down on the floor, and she stretched both feet out, and I started to masturbate over them while mom sat there and watched. It was really exciting doing something so totally outlandish like that, and it took me less than two minutes to ejaculate. I directed my pulses over her toes, and it was so unbelievably satisfying. Mom found it the same way. She cleaned up, and i zipped my pants back up, and that was about it. The two of us were a little embarrassed for having been so reckless indulgent, but we had both really enhjoyed it. For me it was a dream come true, and for my mom she thought that it was great.