Caught wearing my mother's stockings

"But mummy I don't want to be a tranny. I'm obsessed with your beautiful legs and this was the only way I could get close to them, by wearing your stockings, touching my legs and imagining that im touching your legs."

"You really are a twisted sick little shit."

"It's your fault mummy, you're always showing off your stockinged legs and crossing your legs showing your stocking tops and bending over in front of me trying to turn me on."

"I can wear what the hell I like. Don't blame me for your weird obsession!"

"Mum i want to fuck you so badly. I think about your legs every night when I'm alone in bed. Can't you see im so desperate mum you gotta help me out."

"There is no way in the world you're ever gonna fuck me so you can forget that idea. But I suppose I could maybe wank you off but on one condition"

"What's that mummy?" I asked with baited breath.

"Don't tell your father but on Friday nights, I go to sex parties and they are looking for a tranny to abuse in their dungeon. Some of the men like to take out their frustration on the women after a hard week's work. We don't need that shit, so if they want rough sex we tell them to use the tranny in the dungeon but in the last couple of weeks noone wants to be the tranny. I reckon you could be quite convincing as your quite short and slim and you have girly eyes. We just need to shave off all that body hair and get you a nice wig."

There was no way I was gonna do that so I agreed with whatever she said as i was desperate for her to wank me off.

She wanked my like a pro, pulling up her skirt to show her beautiful perfectly formed stockinged legs and i thanked her countless times saying i had always dreamed of this moment. I spunked my load in no time at all and it came out with such a force that it splattered in my face.

Mum laughed and helped me clean up. She said I could keep the stockings and suspenders but she wanted the boots back. I told her that's fine cos I loved seeing her in them!