Hey Mommies of Reddit, its your søn here again, looking to chat with real møms, married women, older women in general or even if you're not one of those but just a girl with all that lust in you that mømmy has DM me. I have go few prompts, I'll list 2 down below and others we can see in the DMs.

Prompt 1: The post's title gives everything away. You're my devoted, kind, and caring mother, and you truly adore taking care of all of my needs. I are at least 18 years old and of college age. Saturday morning is calm. The home is vacant since my f@ther is away, and golden light pours in through the windows. It's the ideal chance for me to resolve that quite significant and bothersome issue that has surfaced between my legs. I then excuse myself from the table after breakfast by saying that I need to finish my schoolwork. You don't give it much thought. Saturday morning homework? You're very proud of me because I am so serious. By the time I get up from the table, the laundry is almost done because you got up early as usual. By the time you arrive to put it away, I have only been locked in my room for about fifteen minutes. It doesn't even occur to you to knock on my door because of your habit of performing pointless duties and the fact that you have already established I am an overachiever with my nose in a book. Instead, the door already slightly cracked, anyway, you breeze right in and catch me in a rather... precarious situation. Not that I notice. I have my headphones on, my preferred video is playing, and I am ferociously working because I need it so badly. Even though you know you should, you can't seem to turn your gaze elsewhere. The laundry basket clatters on the floor as you stand there, mouth gaping and speechless. What happens next? It's up to us to write it...

Prompt 2: My rather distant girlfriend and I have been intensifying our relationship. They are becoming heavy and heated. texting each other. even sexts. I have returned home from college during the weekend. I make the decision to spend a "quiet evening in" in the hopes of locking myself in my room and spending my Saturday night engaging in dirty conversation with my attractive girlfriend in order to finally find the release I long for. However, you unintentionally use guilt to force me to watch a movie with you. At home, we watch it. My partner has been teasing me all day with texts, images, and audios, so it's a little challenging to conceal my, er, need. Will I attempt to take care of it myself in the dim living room? Do u catch me? Our story to build!