This choice: You have an interesting idea for her that will make your night even better! • Go Back...Chapter #8It's Bring Your Mom to a Sleep-over Night! by: Enigma   Your mom, Mary, is middle-aged single parent of 44, however she is still attractive and pretty for her age. She has been the inspiration of one of your occasional wet dreams, though you have never even thought of acting upon ... until now. It would be a shame if you passed up an opportunity to bring a spare body for your enjoyment. With the amazing tool at your disposal, you can get around the no-incest rule by switching certain "parts" around; first you need to make a few adjustments to her. You use the stone to keep her in a permanent state of unconsciousness, then make her responsive to any suggestions you give her. Finally you make her body independently capable of sleep-walking, and you command her to get up. Her blue eyes open halfway and she immediately rises to her feet. You poke her a few times in the side and test her by telling her to pull her top and bra up and pinch her nipples. She reaches under her clothes and flashes you briefly before squeezing her areolas with both her index fingers and thumbs firmly. She doesn't let go, which leads you to realize she needs to be told exactly what to do; her nipples turn hard and stiffen as you watch her, your penis following behind closely. You shake your head and tell your mom to stop what she is doing and begin writing a note to Alice, with instructions to do the house chores since your mom will be stuck at the office over the weekend. You have every confidence in Alice's abilities to babysit Julie's body that long, so that task is taken care of.
On your way out the door, you command mom to get her car keys and follow you to Ms. Abella's house, taking care to be seen by Julie, and to park and await further instructions. Impulsively, you tell her to smile and chuckle at the goofy face she makes just as you run out the front door and lock it. Julie is waiting in an expensive-looking luxury car and is passing the time by opening top of her blouse and playing with her bouncy orbs, sticking her hand in and comparing at her new chest that is quite superior to her old one. You buckle in, start the car, ask for directions for home from the on-board GPS system and take off. The entire way, you keep glancing in the rear-view mirror for mom, and sigh with relief as her headlights shine behind you on the empty road. As you pull up the small condo, (obviously paid for by unlucky suitors, thanks to aforementioned "assets") Julie bounds out of the car and up to front door. You get out and unlock it for her, letting her dash inside as you call to mom to come as well. You find a small bedroom to stash her in, and tell her relax. Closing the door, you search the rest of the sleek and well-furbished home for Julie, finding her in the master bedroom. She has been trying on different clothes in front of a vanity mirror, strewing everything else on the floor like she did in her old bedroom.
You admonish her, picking up the clothing and straightening the room so neither of you tear anything. "Julie, this isn't what you do with these things, you need to be more careful since some of it is pretty expensive."
"Oh okay Matt, but you should really see what she has in here, wait hold on-" she calls to you from the walk-in closet and you impatiently tap your foot. She says, "Ready? Voila!" and steps out. Your jaw drops and your cock painfully pushes upward against your pants as a wonderful vision enters the room. She is wearing a short, white negligee that clings to her curves and is nearly see-through; it compliments her mocha skin and straight, cascading hair, as she continues entering the room on a pair of stiletto heels with straps that match the outfit. For a second, you can't understand how this Latina goddess, who is making every hormone in your body scream "Hell yah!", was your nemesis. You want her so badly, but the moment is broken by Julie's next actions. Where a grown woman would saunter in and come on to you, the preadolescent inside her makes a mockery of the splendid image by staggering over to the mirror and fawning over herself for childish reasons. Your mood falls apart, and you start to get frustrated until she tells you, "Matt! Come over and feel this!" You walk over and she takes your hands and rubs them up and down her legs. "Can you believe how smooth they feel?! Mom and Alice don't shave theirs that often because they complain how much it can hurt, but mine don't even hurt at all!" The feel of her satin skin gliding under your fingers resurrects your earlier mood, and you decide to take matters into your hands by seducing her.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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