Mother grooms her son through his fetish for her lingerie

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You do that for me and you can fuck me in those dumb stockings and suspenders of your choice as often as you want.”

“Bareback?” I said out of the blue, “I fucking hate wearing condoms!”

“I’m on the pill so filling me with cum is not he problem, saving cum for me is more important!” See added with a wicked grin.

So we agreed to meet as fuck buddies over lunch next day.

It was a not a wholly unpleasant prospect.

We also agreed to make out we were dating and to be seen walking around college hand in hand.

Finally, and most importantly, we agreed both were free to sleep anyone else we chose, but to take precautions against STDs.

Chapter 13

Mid afternoon I received another message from Sue:

‘Hey Silverback, you never replied to my message and photo.

Did my selfie blow your mind? No need to pick me up tonight, my boss will drop me off after work. Had a great day, can’t wait to tell you all about it.

I’m already wet thinking about later. Have bought new stockings and suspenders for you.

Your Red MILF’

There it was again. Blind, irrational jealousy.

I felt incandescent with rage as I thought of her boss ogling her stocking and heels in his car.

But it was utter madness. Earlier I had fucked Simone and she had sucked me off.

I was the traitor. The perfidy was mine. I had broken trust with my lovely Sue.

After a while my sanity returned and I decided to prepare for her arrival. But what should I tell her?

Nevertheless I replied to her text.

‘Hey horny RED MILF. Like the new address. Your mega cool photo sent me wild! Nickers off ready for me when you get home.

Prepare for a long hard night.

Silverback’

In the event Sue was quite late arriving home.

I’d had had plenty of time to set up all the studio equipment ready to complete the portfolio for the planned shoot.

My camera was ready on the tripod and the lights only needed to be switched on.

I kept looking at the front windows to see her arrive.

Around 6:30 pm, a new text arrived to my smartphone.

This time it was from Simone:

‘Hey MILF Fucker!

I hit mama’s sex drawer. Got the sort lingerie you like and have just shaved my pussy. I’m fucking red and sore there now. Hurts like fuck. (See photo). You better make it worth while for me or I’ll bite your cock off! Save all your cum for me.

Simmi.’

Attached to the message was a selfie closeup of Simone wearing very expensive black silk stockings with gold lace tops, and matching exquisite six strap intricate gold and black suspender belt.

Breathtaking beauty for a leg lingerie worshipper like me.

She had carefully removed most of her bush, leaving an artistically trimmed narrow wedge of short hair just above the mound, as if directing me to her now naked cunt.

Clearly trimming her bush been a painful experience as some areas of the skin around the top of her thighs were a pinkish red where the waxing strip had torn out very sensitive hair.

Her cunt was, well, a bit disappointing. Yes I had humped it only a few hours earlier, but then I was gripped in the myopic frenzy of my first fuck and hardly noticed.

Now I could assess what Simone had to offer, calm and dispassionately.

Her cunt lacked the perfect symmetry of Sue’s porcelain perfection and resembled those I grown up wanking over in my girlie magazines.

The lips lay open like the wavy edges of some seashells, her clitoris prominent, like raw meat.

That said, her body was young, firm and supple. Her legs were beautiful and wore that expensive lingerie, she looked very, very, fuckable.

I began to salivate and get a hard-on, anticipating our lunchtime meeting next day.

I was remembering her animal frenzy to get on top of me and jerk off against my hairy thigh, when a sleek black limousine swept into the driveway.

It swung round, stopping close to our front door.

Sue was in the passenger seat and waved when she spotted me at the living room window.

Simone was instantly forgotten. I closed my phone and put it away in my jeans pocket. She was for tomorrow.

The car door opened and Sue slowly and deliberately, teasing me, stretched one silken leg out onto the gravel, her dress stretched open revealing heart-stopping stocking tops and suspenders.

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