Your mom and your friend have gotten really close in the past couple months. Now, every Friday is their 'Movie' night. They give you some money to go out and eat, and they stay home. Usually, their night usually spills over to late Saturday. You got home late that Friday night, and noticed they weren't in the living room where the tv is. While you headed upstairs, you heard the faint sound of your friend grunting and your mom panting hard from her room. You didn't want to just barge in, so you texted your friend asking if they were ok. You heard the noises get louder and faster.. it sounded like they running a marathon. Your moms headboard was thumping against her wall, which you couldn't help but tap your foot to the rhythm of. You knew they were up, so why is it taking so long to text back? Then it got quiet, and you got a reply from your friend saying: 'Just getting comfortable.' You were relieved. 'ok' you responded, 'didn't mean to bother ya, good night bro :).' He didn't text back, the noises just started up again. You went into your room and lay down, drifting to sleep to the sounds of the headboard and their frequent outbursts. The next day, it was already past noon and you haven't seen any signs of your friend or mom. You texted him again, 'Hey, you guys ok?' He replied with a picture and a text. 'Yea man, just eating some leftover pizza upstairs, we'll be done in an hour or two..'
Your mom always wondered why guys would tug at their hard cocks through their pants whenever she gave them rides.
Your mom went to the beach with an old guy friend of hers. Unfortunately, she ¨forgot¨ to bring a bikini. Luckily her friend offered his shirt for her to wear swimming. Of course, when she returned his shirt, she told him he´d have to scrub the salt water off her body...
...I guess thats why they´ve been in the shower for an hour and a half.
mom: ¨I´m so glad your buddies invited me to join you on spring break! I haven't done this since I was your age, and I cant believe I still fit into my old two piece. When I first slipped it on I had a hard time getting around my boobs, but your friend john was nice enough to help me squeeze them in. Baby what do you expect, we only have 2 rooms and 8 people. If I´m sharing a room with three guys they´re gonna see me get changed. They aren´t bothering anyone, and they were nice enough to bring me.
We´ve gotten really close the past few days, like family. If I´m in the shower and one of them needs to use it next, I don´t mind them waiting in the bathroom. It gives us some alone time to talk one on one, even if I have to pull back the curtain a bit so I can hear them. Hell, If we´re getting ready for bed, I´ll let them hop in with me so we can get ready faster. Baby stop shaking... its ok, we just help each other wash up.
We even share beds! The guys take turns sleeping with me. Its so much fun, we have pillow talk, tickle fights, and I get to cuddle with a cute young guy every night while I fall asleep. I just wish they weren't so hormonal, I keep getting my ass poked by an accidental boners throughout the night, some of them even hold on to me and hump me in their sleep. I just play along, its good to let them get it out of their systems. My pjs consist of thongs and tank tops, of course they´re gonna get hard tangled up in bed with me. By the time I wake up, my pjs are lost in the sheets and I have your friends sweat all over me.
Honey whats that stain on your swim trunks? Maybe you should go in the water till it disappears... ooh look, Mikes coming this way. we´re gonna go back to the room baby, he wants me to model some new bikinis I bought yesterday.
Your mom has been self conscious about her freckles since she was little. She often shared her story with the many guys that tried to pick her up. They took notice, and came up with a game to let her know how beautiful she was. Its called ¨kiss the freckle.¨ The object of the game is to try to kiss every freckle on her body.
Finally, after years of being teased for having freckles on her neck, cleavage, ass, and even a patch on her pussy, she was going to have all these places (and everywhere else) worshiped by almost every guy in your town.
Your friend was really supportive of your moms new fitness regiment. They´d have one on one training sessions where hed supervise her workouts. Since she didnt belong to a gym, they used the attic. It didnt bother you, you were glad it was him instead of you stuck with your mom in that gross sweaty attic.
Once she started making some progress, she wanted to document it. So it wasn't uncommon for you to see your mom lift her shirt and have your friend snap a pic on his phone. Eventually by pure reflex, whenever your mom started to lift her top to show him her abs, or pull her shorts down a little to see her strong pelvic bone, hed start taking picture after picture. He even created a fitness page dedicated to your mom. It features all her pics, and videos of her exercising. He must be doing something right, because its only been up for two days and it has 12,000 likes. Now everyone can see your mom´s progress!
mom: Yes honey Im sure. This new mole on my back scares me and I want to make sure its nothing serious. This doctor I met online says If I send a pic of the mole along with some other skin to compare it to, he can give me a diagnosis. I need you to take the picture while I pull my shirt up. Oooh thats a good shot honey! I just need a few more. Let me get on my hands and knees with my ass in the air, the lighting is better if I do that...
"Hey son, I've got great news! I think I've solved our money problems for good. I'm selling all my old undies and thongs online. I see clothes for sale all the time, but I'm the only one who's selling these. Yes honey, I have to post these pictures, it's so people know how they fit silly. You have a lot to learn about women. All these guys bidding on my stuff wouldn't be able to tell if my thongs can fit their girlfriends. Yes I'm sure that's why they buy them, what could they possibly use them for? Look honey, this guy asked me not to wash them before I send them to him. Every guy so far has asked me that, guess that just saves me more time. Be a good boy and get me those grey boy shorts and my camera? I need your help snapping another pic for him, he says he needs to know how they fit with my ass like this."
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: ¨Whats the problem honey? Im just showing off my new glasses to all my friends on facebook. No its not inappropriate at all, I have my shorts on dont I? All the guys I sent this pic to said it was perfect for facebook, but it took a few poses and outfits to get it right. Look how many likes and shares I have already! Everyone in the state is going to see this lol.¨
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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