Mom's

While I was dying to smell Tiff's feet again, I was more concerned right now with the possibilities presented by my mom's feet. Growing up, more than a few times I had jerked off to Mom's dirty socks, and now I could have the genuine product. Also, something was so unbelievably hot about seeing my mom, always in control throughout my youth, so thoroughly submissive. I made to get up and choose mom, but Della held me back. "Nuh uh.." she said. "You first have to ask me permission to use one of them." She smiled.

Seeing the mischievous glint in my girlfriend's eye, I couldn't help but obey. "I want my mom's feet I said." I noticed out of the corner of my eye that my mom seemed to stiffen, before she moaned loudly.

Della narrowed her eyes. "You don't seem to want them that badly. Beg me." She said. "Show me how much you want them."

Seeing what she was getting at, I got on my knees. I took her hand in mine, and said. "Please, Della. Let me play with my mom's feet. I beg." I said.

Della smiled. "That's a bit better." I watched as she removed her foot from my mother's mouth before tapping her on the nose with her toe. My mother seemed to subconsciously move forward to try and continue worshipping Della's foot. Seeing this, Della chuckled as she, with some ****, used the sole of her foot to push mom back. Della spoke, "Easy there. You're going to let your son do whatever he wants to your feet now." As she spoke she held her foot in front of my mom's face and moved it up and down. My mom, thoroughly enthralled, followed it with her gaze and effectively nodded her head.

Della turned to me. "You can begin now," she said before ignoring me and beginning to use her now free foot to wrap around Tiff's head and shove her foot deeper into Tiff's throat.

I had to go around the coffee table to not come between Della and Tiff, and as I approached my mom, I got a heavy sense of anticipation. My mother's arousal-heavy daze seemed to be slow in fading as she, by Della's instruction, raised her bare feet to me. I fell to my feet and buried my face into my mother's soles.

My mom's feet were warm. Her meaty soles were wrinkly and pink. As I buried my nose in her sole, I got a very subtle scent of feet. Her feet were dry of sweat, and smelled like, well, mom. The warm air breathed from her feet made my cock throb. I began to lay kisses on her feet, and my mom lightly moaned. It felt incredible to make my mom moan in pleasure. Della spoke, but I didn't register what she said, too absorbed by my mother's pillowy feet. Of all the feet I had had, the best way to describe my mom's feet to separate them from the rest is comfortable. My face seemed to fit perfectly into her soles, and the warmth seemed to comfort me.

The deep comfort provided by my mom's feet was contrasted by her heavy breathing and arousal-laden daze. Her eyes were rolled back in her head, and she moaned loudly and shamelessly.

Eventually, I pulled my pants down. This seemed to finally wake my mom up. She looked shocked and said, "Wai-" she was cut off as Della used her foot to turn mom's head to her, and teased her toes into mom's mouth.

Della spoke. "I said let him do whatever he wants." She said. "Go back into your submissive little daze, bitch."

As she spoke she used her foot to make my mom nod. I watched the shock my mom showed at me pulling my cock out fade into her earlier daze. It was incredibly hot to watch. Della was able to just use her bare feet to practically put my mom in a trance. Della spoke to my mom, "Touch yourself." She commanded.

Both my mom and I complied. I watched as my mom reached under her sweatpants waistband to touch her pussy. I continued to masturbate while licking and smelling her mature soles.

Della pulled her foot away from my mom again, and my mom stayed in her weird trance of arousal.

Della then turned to Tiff, who had been moaning around her foot this whole time. When I looked at her, I noticed that there was a shocking amount of saliva dripping down her chin. Della commanded, "use your feet to help your brother." And Tiff, without hesitation, moaned in agreement before she wrapped her bare feet around my cock and began to pump it. This left my hands free to hold mom's feet tighter to my face. I pressed myself as deeply into her soles as I could while Tiff pumped my cock with her sweaty peds.

Della, after who knows how long, commanded, "all four of you cum in 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1." And I came. I noticed the rocks of pleasure shake through my mom as she came. I heard Tiff scream around Della's foot as she also came. Finally, I heard the forgotten one, Ava, moan loudly as she also came.

Della smiled. "Good." And we all also smiled at her approval.