An Short Erotic Story

My robe slides off my shoulders, droplets from my still-wet hair fall onto the soft curves of my breasts. I turn around and catch a glimpse of you in the mirror, watching me. You must've come home early, your book bag is dropped at your feet, your chest is rising fast, and your hand is hidden inside your pants. I smile wickedly and arch my back more, knowing how seductively my tight, round bottom curves invitingly. I roll over on the bed facing you, and hear your involuntary moan. I crook my finger and beckon you over, whispering, "Come to Mom, darling." Your pants are uncomfortably stretched in your crotch, and I slowly unzip you. I murmur nurturing words, reassuring you that it's perfectly natural for young teenage boys to get hard when looking at a beautiful older woman. I take your hands in mine and bring them to my nipples. I slide my fingers over your hot and throbbing cock. I lower my sensuous lips and show you another loving way that Moms can kiss their sweet young boys....

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