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I awoke to the sound of soft knocking on my door. Grumbling, I reached for and checked my phone. It was just past midnight. Groggily, I rose, flipped on the lights and went to open my room door.
It was mum.
Whatever sleepiness that still plagued me evaporated in an instant as my gaze traveled down the length of her body. Mum was wearing a long floral silk nightgown with a plunging neckline, her pillowy cleavage on display.
“Can I come in?” She asked softly.
I nodded in bewilderment and stood aside to let her through.
“Better lock the door just in case,” she added.
I quickly did as she asked before turning to face her.
“So,” Mum said. “Did you read Tommy’s letter?”
I could only nod again. My throat felt dry.
“And what is your answer?” She asked.
Oh my Lord... What else can I say? “Y-yes?” I replied.
“You agree to his terms?” Mum asked.
I nodded again.
Mum smiled and nodded back. “I guess it’s settled then.”
“Mum, I don’t really understand...” I said.
“It’s okay. I know it’s a lot to take in,” mum replied. “Have a seat, I’ll explain.”
I went to my bed and sat down facing her. My heart was pounding, and my fingers cold. I just couldn’t believe what was transpiring.
Mum came up and stood before me. “Scoot back and lie down abit,” she said.
I did as she asked, propping my head up on a pillow. I watched with both fascination and disbelief as mum climbed onto my bed and knelt straddling my thighs facing me. There was a strange look on her face, one I had never seen before. No son could imagine such a look on their mother’s face. It was one of pure lust.
Mum hovered over me and slowly lifted her silk gown. My breath got caught in my throat as bit by bit, her smooth porcelain white thighs came into view. Her gown kept going up, and my gaze followed in awe of her shapely toned thighs.
I could hear my heart pounding in my ears as her gown slipped completely above her hips.
“Oh... My... God...” I whispered. Mum was not wearing panties. My eyes was immediately fixed on mum’s smooth pussy. It was completely bald, puffy, pink, and glistening with arousal. Her slit was tight and pretty. It was perfect.
Mum was panting slightly as she studied my reaction. “I’ll keep my explanation simple,” she said excitedly as she bared her waxed pussy to me. “This belongs to Tommy,” She said.
When I didn’t answer, mum asked, “Do you understand Barry?”
I gulped and nodded, my eyes barely able to blink as it locked on to mum’s beautiful vagina.
“Repeat it back to me,” Mum whispered. Her voice was trembling.
“It belongs to Tommy,” I croaked.
“What does?” Mum asked.
I had to search my jumbled mind for a minute to form a response. “Your pussy...” I finally said.
“Whose is it?”
“T-Tommy’s.”
“Good boy,” Mum replied. She bit her lower lip mischievously then shifted to change position. I watched her turn around and resumed straddling over my thighs, She still held up her gown and now bared her incredible shapely milky-white ass before my face. With one hand, she held up her gathered gown in front of her and with the other, she reached back and spread one side of her smooth, supple asscheek. “See this hole?” She asked.
My gaze fixed on her rosy butthole.
“This is yours until Tommy reclaims it,” Mum said. She released her ass and moved her free hand up to her mouth while glancing back at me over her shoulder. “As is this,” she said, making a gaping mouth and pointing inside it.
I groaned. My cock was painfully fighting the restraints of my shorts.
Mum bit her lip and gave me a mischievous grin as she studied my reaction over her swanlike shoulder. She looked soooooo hot.
“Any questions?” Mum asked breathlessly.
