Your mom is a braniac, so she decided to to become a volunteer tutor for the boys at your college. She was an instant hit. You stopped counting how many familiar guys shed bring up to her room so they could ¨study real hard¨ as she put it. Often, you could go on instagram and find pics of your moms study sessions as they were happening. It was clear that she had a talent for keeping their attention.
mom: "Hey sweetie, before I go back in there, do I look good? I'm wearing the bra you bought me. It's nice you're finally doing something useful with your allowance, and I'm glad I had you measure my boobs by hand. You didn't wanna measure a fifth time with that little tent in your pants, but I wanted you to get it right. He's gonna love it, but could you wash the matching thong that goes with it? he's dying to see me in it again after he made a mess on it last time. Yes I Watched that Nicki Minaj video you sent me. I'll 'back my ass up' for him. Thanks baby, I don't know how I'd please all these young guys without you."
You thought it was inappropriate that the guys in your town would send your mom underwear for her birthday. You thought it was REALLY inappropriate when shed send them pics of her modeling them.
Growing up, your mom tried really hard to be the ¨cool mom.¨ She was successful for the most part, but only because she wore headbands as shirts and tiny shorts everywhere. It got to the point that your friends hung out with her more than you. one on one, of course. They´d be over for hours at a time and only say ¨hello¨ and ¨goodbye” to you. Eventually they started having sleepovers, your mom always wore the special pajamas she bought just for those occasions. Her favorite was one she called the ¨string shirt,¨ which was really a bra made out of tiny straps with little patches of lace just covering her nipples. It always made you uncomfortable, but dont worry, the string shirt never stayed on for long. It was usually hanging from the headboard that would be banging against your bedroom wall for most of the night.
your mom texting your friend Mom: 'See? I still got my tan lines from last summer.' Friend: 'Damn, you're right. I can't believe they're still there.' M: 'If you think thats bad, the ones on my ass are way more noticeable.' F: 'Haha really? Get them panties off and take a pic from the back, I gotta see this.' M: 'Only if you promise to make it your wallpaper;)' F: 'Deal 🍑💦👅'
Whenever you or your mom had male company over, shed wear her tightest crop top and panties. Shed say ¨Baby its just clothes, our guests don´t seem to mind one bit.¨ Shed make it a point to drop things and bend over, and constantly fix wedgies with her ass only inches from their faces. You thought ¨its just harmless flirting¨ until your mom and one of your guests would dissapear upstairs. The creaking bed springs and passionate grunts wouldn't stop until they came back downstairs hours later, both covered in sweat, and moms top always askew with one tit popping out. You thought ¨at least they were decent enough to go to her room for privacy.¨ Until you crawled into bed, your sheets sticky with cum, and smelling like mom´s sweat.
mom: What's the matter sweetie, don't like my costume? Your friend's having that Christmas party and I wanna be as cute as possible. I know you don't like him that much but he's real nice to me. Always offering to oil me up in the summer. Remember when he got me those Victoria's Secret thongs for my birthday? That must've cost him so much. I had to thank him by sending pics of me in them, it's only fair. Now since he saw those he's been trying to get to to come to his party. Yes, I'm going like this. No, it's final! I already sent him a selfie of it and he can't get enough. I'm gonna buy him a Santa hat too, so he can ride his little reindeer all Christmas Eve night.
I've been wanting to write new captions but I can't bring myself to do it. The mom cuckold genre is dying, and you're all to blame. They're about 4 active blogs left and all of their content is mundane, in your face, and unoriginal. I'm honestly disgusted at the quality of this genre. The same 3 gifs are used over and over again are paired with a completely uncreative setup. I'm done until I see some creativity in this fetish.
mom: Look at these new leggings son! Yeah, I know this is the fifth pair I've shown you, but Im excited. It was so nice of the guys from the gym to get me leggings for my birthday. Now I can look even sexier! Why am I taking pictures? They wanted to see how they fit before I wear them to the gym. Its the least I can do for being so nice. They treat me like family.
Since I work out at night, the ladies locker room is always locked. But they dont mind letting me use the guys locker room to change and scrub down. Oh calm down baby, Im just one of the guys to them. They give me towel snaps, pats on the ass, and make me play monkey in the middle with my thongs!
If I drop something one of them will come up behind me, grab my hips, and jokingly start humping me in front of everyone. You know how much of a ham I am, I like to put on a show. So I start moaning like crazy, grab on to my tits, and grind back on his coc- oops! I mean privates honey.
Its strange though, everyone waits till I get in the shower to decide they need to take one too. By the time we all get in, I can barley move! I have a guy at every angle offering to wash a part of me. Youd think Id get done faster that way, but they always take their time and get every inch.
when everyone leaves, me and one lucky guy will stay in the showers a little longer to get one last work out in..
Almost 20 minuets after your mom posted a pic of herself in a blue dress to Facebook, you were flooded with friend requests. You thought it was weird that all these guys wanted to talk about your mom, but you didn’t have too many friends so it was nice to talk to someone for a change. Every conversation went the same. They’d show you the original pic and tell you how hot they thought she was, and ask for more. You don’t know why but you immediately sent more shots. Luckily you had some from past vacations. You’d tell them story’s about her, like the time she spilled wine on her dress at a cocktail party and had to wear just the hosts old tshirt the rest of the night, or the time you had company over and she sprinted naked from the shower to her room. They all seemed to love her pics and your story’s so you just kept going, even with 17 chats going at one time. Then something weird happened, you’d send the pic of her in her underwear when she had to be a “sexy attendant” at a car dealership one day, and they’d say “thanks” and immediately stop responding. It’s ok though, they still message you every night for more story’s and pics, and you couldn’t be happier with your new pen pals.
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