Joshua's story [part 08 of 08]

A Son becomes Mom’s foot-slave - by Lickfoot Papissa.

[Chapter 08 of 08] – BECOMING MOM’s FULL-TIME LOVER

“You know ?, I’ve had many affairs during the last ten years or so, and they all ended-up the same. Each time I tried to have sex with my lovers, their penis kept reminding me of your father’s dick, and made me sick of them. The only difference was Hunk, who had a beautiful dick like this”. Mom said gently squeezing my cock.

“I know I have been wrong all this time. I’ve assumed that you were nothing but your father, and I have unfairly punished you for things you are not to be blamed for. In fact, I really feel horrible when I think of how cruel I have treated you sometimes”. Mom said after a pause. She had got so emotional, something I had never seen in her before.

“During the last few days I have been observing you closely, and I have found-out that You are not at all your father !. You are mine, My Son !. You carry my genes. That is your Grandpa’s genes. I had only a suspicion about it till today. But today, I have got proof that it is Right. You have got this cock from none other than your Grandpa. Oh ! yes, He is the only person I knew who had a beautiful cock like this”. Mom’s voice was trembling. 

I had heard rumors that mom has had a sexual affair with her own father. Now that mom was so casually talking about Grandpa’s cock, I knew it must have been true. I thought of verifying my doubts anyway.

“Urr. So ?. Is it true that you and grandpa.. I mean.. “. I couldn’t find the right words. Mom understood what I wanted to know. She nodded with a smile.

“Yes !. He was my first love, and the best lover I’ve had so far. My mother got very ill when I was very young. So I had to take-over the duties of the house-hold, including taking care of my papa’s needs. Without hesitation, I just did the maximum best I could. And in return, your Grandpa took good care of me. He always adored me, and thought of doing the best to make me happy. Just like you !. Once my mother died, the reason papa remarried was also because he thought it would be a relief for me to carry-on with my studies. But step-mother was a real bitch !. We thought she was such a loving and innocent person at first. But once she married my Papa, she ruined our lives. Your Grandpa wouldn’t have fallen sick and died so soon, if not for the cruelty of that woman”. There was a tear in mom’s eye as she said it.

“I’m sure, Your childhood would have much better if your Grandpa was alive. All our lives would have been much better for sure. He was such a good person. I’m so glad that you have got something of his”. Mom said with a cheeky smile, dropping a glance at my cock.

“I heard from Hunk that you had got through well in your graduation, and has been offered a good job also ?”. Mom inquired.

“Ah Yes, one shipping company on Sea street is offering me a job with a good pay. They are even willing to give me a vehicle on down-payment. So ?, if it’s okay with you, I thought of accepting their offer. I promise I would also manage my house-hold duties, while doing my new job”. I told mom.

“Of cause dear. I’m so proud of your achievements. And that ‘intelligence’ too, is something you have inherited from me, mind you !. Hah ha.. Again !. I’m very proud of you my Son. You have done all this on your own, without a single support from me. In a way I feel very guilty and ashamed for neglecting you and not doing my duties as a mother. But I promise you, I’ll make it up to you in the future. Okay Son ?”. Mom asked very passionately.

“It’s okay mom.. urr.. I mean my Goddess”. I fumbled with my words again.

“That’s okay darling !. I’d like you to call me ‘Mom’ once-in-a-while. Actually speaking, I feel so flattered when you call me your ‘Goddess’. Nothing turns me on as much as the things you do for me as my own personal slave. I think it must be the wildest dream of every women; to have her own son as her personal slave !. I‘m so lucky, that I have a son who most willingly becomes my slave. Yes, I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. But in future my son, I need you more. I need you as my ‘Son’, and most importantly I need you as my lover. You must take-care of all the needs of your poor-old mom darling. You will do so, am I right ?”. Mom asked me in a very loving voice, holding my hand.

“Of cause Mom”. I replied. I wanted to give mom a hug, but felt a bit uncomfortable about it. As if sensing my thoughts, mom put her arm around my head and kissed my cheek. I embraced her and kissed her back.

“Now my slave, go serve me my supper. I think I would like to have some ‘curd’ for dessert tonight”. Mom said giggling.

“Oh ! my Goddess, we don’t have any curd at home. If you could give me a few minutes, I’ll run down to the mall and get some while you have your dinner”. I told mom apologetically. Mom started to laugh.

“No silly, I was referring to some curd produced by this little thing”. She poked her finger towards my penis. “Now hurry-up and go get yourself cleaned-up, after you lay the table for me”. Mom kept on laughing. I quickly laid the dinner to the table, excused myself, and when to have a shower.

I wore just a bath-robe with nothing under and returned to the dining room. Mom had finished having her dinner, and was sipping her glass of wine. She emptied her glass and pushed her chair back a bit seen me. She had a very seductive smile on her face.

“Come honey, put your legs on either-side and stand here, in-front of me”. Mom said making room between her and the table. I stood as I was told, putting my legs on either side of mom’s lap, and facing her. I made myself comfortable by leaning back against the table.

Looking at me seductively, mom un-tied the knot of my bathrobe, and allowed my erect penis to prop-up. She smiled admiring it, while tying her long hair into a knot behind her head. Then she took my shaft in both her hands, leaned forward and kissed the tip of my penis. The glans of my penis was not exposed yet. Mom gently wrapped her long sexy fingers around my shaft, and pulled its foreskin down, exposing the purplish head of my penis.

Mom purred, seen the glans of my penis for the first time, and placed a soft kiss on it. Then she lowered her head further, and placed random kisses down along my shaft. She started to lick my balls, as she reached my testicles. My balls were totally coated with mom’s saliva in no time. She ran her tongue up along my shaft quickly, tickling the head of my penis.

Next, she spit-out a blob of her saliva on to the head of my penis, and started to trace circles on it, with the tip of her tongue. This drew me crazy. I felt as if my legs were getting paralyzed.

After sometime, mom took the head of my dick into her mouth, and sealed her lips around its rim. She sucked it creating a vacuum inside her mouth, and pulled back her head, releasing my top with a ‘pop’ sound. Repeating this for several times, mom at once took my entire shaft into her mouth. I don’t know how it all fitted inside her mouth. I’m sure the head of my cock would have ended-up deep inside her throat.

Mom again sealed her lips around my shaft, and jerked her head up and down, stroking me with her lips. I felt my balls bobbing, and pumping-up cum. I knew I couldn’t hold-on to it any more.

“Aahh… Maa.. I’m Cumming…” I screamed as I blew my load into mom’s mouth. Mom with no hurry took all of it in her mouth, and savored it before swallowing it all. She continued to stroke and suck my shaft until every drop of it’s cum was drained out, and my penis became limp.

Finally, mom released my soft penis out of her lips and placed a loving kiss on it, looking up at me seductively. Then she stood-up leaning against my body. She brushed her breasts up against my torso, and pushed back the chair as she stood-up. Next, she placed a kiss on my lips. Her lips were sticky with my own cum on them.

“Thank you darling. Today’s Dinner was wonderful !”. Mom said with a wink as she left upstairs.

Since that night, many things changed in our household. As I too started to go to office, we both left home in the morning and came back in the evening. As usual I prepared breakfast most of the time, but mom made an effort to wake-up early and help me around the kitchen.

Who ever got home first started preparing dinner. On most occasions mom and I both did it together. We shared most of the other house-hold work too, such as cleaning, washing the clothes and doing the shopping etc.

We always found time between cooking and having dinner, for a steamy foot session. The routine of me giving mom a foot massage and a ‘saliva’ foot-bath continued as usual.

At dinner time, I either became mom’s floor-mat – for which she rewarded me with an ‘under-the-table’ foot-job, OR I prepared myself to provide mom with her ‘creamy’ dessert.

Within a week, I became mom’s full-time official lover, and moved in to her master bed room. Mom gifted me with whole new wardrobe, on a side of her walk-in-closet. “You should dress smart to work. You’re no longer a college student”, she told me.

As mom’s lover, now I have access to every inch of her heavenly body. I still adore kissing, licking & sucking her gorgeous feet, but also enjoy licking & sucking other parts of her body such as her tits, pussy & ass-hole. Mom loves it when I play the role of her ‘personal sex slave’, and do such things to her. She also is very happy to have me as her full-time lover, and enjoys riding my cock like mad, whenever she gets a chance.

I was introduced to mom’s circle of friends that she hangs around during the weekends, as her ‘new boyfriend’. “Oh ! Eve, you are so lucky. How come you always manage to hook-up with such young and handsome dudes all the time ?. Earlier it was Hunk. And now this… Josh !”, her friends teased her.

Mom’s circle of friends includes about ten to twelve women between the ages of twenty to sixty years. They all are pretty rich, and are either unmarried or divorced. They usually get-together every-other weekend, at either someone’s home or at a secluded restaurant, and have private parties. Some of these parties sometimes end-up so wild, that they seem to be orgies.

The men attending these parties come only on an invitation made by a member of the group. Only some of the women of this circle have long-time partners or lovers, who either are male or female. The others either come alone or pick someone ‘on a date’ just for the party. I became a regular member of the group as mom’s partner. Sex and sexual desires are openly discussed subjects during the group’s gatherings. Anyone is free to behave as they wish, as long as any-other member’s freedom is not disturbed. Group activities happen only on mutual understandings. As mom declared me as her ‘personal foot slave’ in front of the group, she gets the right to get foot-rubs and saliva-foot-baths from me during such get-to-gathers. Mom even offered my services to some of her friends on a few occasions.

Last weekend mom and I spent some time at home. On Sunday we did some gardening and cleaning during the morning, and had a siesta after lunch. We both were totally necked, and felt so horny when we woke-up. Mom knelt with her knees on either-side of my chest and sat on my face, as I was lying on my back. She wriggled her hips and rubbed her wet pussy over my face. Then she bent forward and started to give me a blow-job.

We were sucking and licking each-other’s private parts like crazy, almost in a ‘69’ position. In a few minutes, I blew my load of cum in mom’s mouth. She swallowed it all with pleasure. Soon-after, mom too ejaculated her sweet pussy-juice into my mouth. Refreshed and energized with each other’s nectar, we lay on bed cuddled to each-other.

“You know Josh ?. According to our Bank’s policy I could retire at the age of fifty, and get my provident fund in full with all gratuities. And I’ve planned to do so. I have always had a dream to travel across the world. When I retire young, I’ll have enough money, time & energy to make my dream come true… What do you think ?”. mom asked.

“Sounds great mom !. But..?, how long do think it would take for you to travel across the world?”, I inquired.

“Well, I don’t mean ‘all-around-the world’ when I say ‘across the world’. It’s that I have a list of top-tourist beaches that I love to visit.  I plan to cover at least a dozen of them. It might take about three months for the entire journey”. Mom replied.

“Three Months ?. It’s okay. You’re yet only forty-three. So I have another Seven years to convince my bosses to give me a ‘three-month leave’, so that I could accompany my ‘mom’ on her ‘journey around the world”, I said with a cheer.

“Wo, wo…, Who said anything about anyone accompanying me on my journey ?. Hey mister!. I’m a big girl, and I intend to go on that journey alone”, mom said in an equally cheerful tone.

“Oh! Come-on mom?. You’ll feel pretty lonely, travelling alone for such a long time”, I protested.

“Are you mad ?. I’m going to spend most of my time on lush beaches full of people. And I intend to wear only the skimpiest two piece bikinis I could possibly find. That means, there would be plenty of guys all the time who would want to hang-around me, and keep me company˜. Mom said with a mischievous smile on her face. I couldn’t conceal my expressions that I felt jalousie hearing this.

“Oh ! my poor lover-boy. Feeling jalousie ?” mom teased me, gently shaking my chin. “Wait-a-minute !. I haven’t quite finished yet !”. Mom said laughingly and continued. “On each day, I intend to choose a young and handsome beach-boy who would like to massage my beautiful feet. I’ll just get him to rub my feet the whole day while I relax on a beach-bed. If he does a satisfactory job, I may even give him a foot-job that he would remember for the rest of his fucking life. And don’t you worry !. I’ll always remember to take a snap-shot of my sexy feet wrapped-round each and every guy’s cock it finds, and mail it to you every evening. Hah.. Hah.. ha…”, mom laughed as she continued.

“If any of this guy’s cocks seems to be up to my standard & If their cum feels good on my feet, I may even invite them to my hotel room, and swallow as much as ‘young cum’ as possible as I could, during each night. After all, I’ll need ‘that’, to keep me strong, and preserve my youthful looks, won’t I ?. So my dear lover, you need not worry at all of me being lonely. All I worry is that you becoming lonely while I would be away from home”, mom said.

“Ah !. No worries mom. I’ll be okay”, I said trying to hide my emotions.

“Out of jokes darling”, mom said in a serious tone. “I love being around with you so much. I feel as if we are meant to be with each other. But, the reality is… I’m not getting any younger, and you still have your entire life ahead of you. So, we need to plan for your future. The future that would come in another ten-fifteen years !. Someday, you need to build your own family, a wife and children… I’m afraid I can’t give you that. I’m now too old to start over again. So we should think about of this; You getting somewhat a proper ‘wife’ than me”.

“No mom !. You’re all I want. I want absolutely no-one coming in between us. No-way !”, I cried in protest.

“I know, I know darling. Nether do I want to lose you. But if the conditions prevail, I could make-up my mind to ‘share’ you with another woman, if it does some good for you. That’s all I’m saying”, mom tried to calm me down.

“What do you mean ?”, I asked.

“ Suppose we find a girl who accepts us as we are, and still is willing to marry you… become your legal wife ?. A girl who loves and understands you so much.. Loves us both actually !. Then she will bring us even closer, rather than coming in-between us. It could be a lot-of fun, don’t you think ?”, asked mom.

“It sure would be, mom. But.. do you think there would be any girl in this world who would agree to do so ?”, I asked with chuckle.

“Well I think there might be ?. I haven’t put a word to her yet, but I think I know exactly the right person whom to ask. I just wanted to get your permission to ask her first” mom said.

“Who do you have in mind ?. Someone I know ?”, I was curious to know.

“In-fact ‘Yes’ !. It is someone you know. The one I have in mind is ‘Ayesha’. Mom replied.

Ayesha Rai is an Indian born girl about five years elder to me. She happens to be a member of mom’s ‘circle of friends’. I’ve met her several times at their parties, and actually have liked her company. I had often felt that she too, liked to hang-around me than with the rest of the crowd. I had also felt that, mom too encouraged her hang-around with me some-times. Mom had also asked me to give her foot massages on a couple of occasions. I had no problem with that, as Ayesh had very beautiful and sexy feet. And she was not at all shy to express her excitement whenever I stimulated the hot-spots of her feet soles.

Ayesha had been a victim of an unfortunate child-marriage when she was only a little kid. But fortunately, one of her distant relatives had helped her migrate out of India, and even got her the chance to get a good college education. Now she is a graduate in psychology, and works as a counselor for a NGO that is ‘against domestic violence’. Mom had got to know her about six years ago, while they both work on a charity project. Since then, they have been very good friends.

“Ayesh as you know is the best friend I have. She’s in fact the ‘only’ person who knows the truth about us !. She knows that you’re my own son”, mom said to my surprise.

“What ?. She knew that you are my mother for all this time ?”, I asked.

“Yes !. Ayesh is one of the few who knows about my real past. She has been a great help for me during the recent past, for me to over-come my emotional problems. In fact, it was Hunk and Ayesha who convinced me that I should stop blaming you, for the wrongs your father did to me. Ayesh was always against me for punishing you, in revenge of what your father has done. And she was so happy when you & I became friends and lovers. She was the one who encouraged me to introduce you to our circle of friends as my ‘Lover’, assuring me that my secrets will always be safe with her”, mom explained. “So, what say you ?. Would you like to have Ayesh as your wife ?. Shall I propose you to her, Huh ?”.

“Well Mom ?. I actually kind of like her alright !. But what I’m not sure is how all this would affect the relationship between the two-of-us ?. Mom !, you’re my ‘Goddess’, and I really don’t want any of that to change”, I said cautiously.

“Hah hah ha…, You little silly slave boy !. You think that I’ll give-up my throne of being the ‘Mother goddess’ of this house that easily ?. Instead what would happen is that, It would give me an ‘in-house lesbian-lover’, to make a bit of ‘pussy-love-making’ whenever I want !. And no matter what happens, I’ll make sure that my son, my daughter-in-law and even my ‘Future grand-children’ WILL always treat and serve me, as the supreme ‘Mother Goddess’ of this family. Do you understand that my boy ?. Hah. Hah ha… And when it comes to you ?, the only difference you’d have is that, you will have to serve two mistresses in the future… instead of one. Now do you think that you can handle that you poor slave boy ?”, mom asked laughingly.

I knew that very instant, that the life-story of my future was going to get even ‘more’ interesting.

-          Lickfoot Papissa [papissa2016@gmail.com]