I did remember very clearly. I think it was one of those early experiences when I realised something was happening that was not just the surface but happily played along. I noticed mum giving Dad a look in the eye, which he picked up on.
“I remember well Mum, but also Dad saying, “its time for bed son” and you Mum agreeing whilst still laughing at the disarray of your stockings in pieces around your ankles.”
“Well it was getting a bit naughty Ian and you were a bit young then. Did you realise what was happening Ian?”
“Not then Mum but later I did.”
She smiled and then said, “I do like what you’re doing now though.” I had just almost completed stroking her other foot.
“Would you like to do my legs too Ian”
“My pleasure Mum.” I continued stroking her toes and right ankle as she took another sip of wine. With my other hand I began to move up her right calf, getting off just having the feel of the dark brown nylon sliding under my hand. I sensed my cock hardening against my loose pants that I had changed into on returning from the pub. I had no underpants so there was little restraint on my slow erection. It was however, not yet noticeable.
Reaching her right knee I started on her other leg working up from the ankle. I now used both hands to surround her calf being very firm against her flesh covered in the delectable nylon. She had just closed her eyes whilst taking the remaining swig of the wine, placing the empty glass on the shelf nearby. Lifting her knee very slightly, I could see a glimpse of her thigh above the stocking line.
What should I do? I continued to stroke her just above her knee but below the stocking line adjoining her thigh without actually seeing what I was doing but knew I was risking rebuff. So I continued stroking with both hands now above her knee and on the edge of her stockings. It was electric.
With her eyes still closed she suddenly announced.
“I got my foot wet this afternoon in the hallway.”
“Oh did you?” as I paused on her thighs.
“On my door too.”
“What was it then?”
“Your sperm.”
So this is how it was to go was it.
“That’s right it was.”
“Was what?”
“My sperm Mum.” She opened her eyes. I was silent for a moment. That must be the all clear. I moved my hands onto clear luscious flesh up her legs toward her panties. Shock and delight as I detected no panties. Continuing to explore I found the edge of her cunt totally wet and slipped my finger in and explored.
“Yes that’s what I want you you bastard teasing me all this time with your dirty nighttime wanking making me ache for your cock ever since you came back here. You bastard I am so angry with your teasing me these last three weeks. Now at last I’ve got you nearly where I want you. Oh good get your fingers up my cunt and onto my clit just like that, just like that, right there oh good, yes, don’t stop you bastard, don’t oh god yes that’s it I’m coming yes harder, harder. Fuck you Ian that’s right oh oh oh yes so good so good.
Her screams were from the pit of her stomach. She really let go. I pressed her feet against my cock to let her know where I was as she calmed down.
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