I'm not exactly sure when this all started, all I know it that things felt they like were about to reach a point of no return. Part of me was shameful and scared, but a far stronger part of me wanted it more than anything.

I think it started around your first year after of life after college. While you were away, I started to feel the biggest loss about your father leaving for a girl your age - his cock. Forgetting about him was not a problem, but my whole body still hungered for that cock. Good lord. One in a million, that one. When he had first told it's size I had mistakenly laughed at the idea of a 15 inch cock. I wasn't laughing that night - except for exhausted chuckles of disbelief.

Without him, I was sadly without my favorite thing in the world and when you next came home to visit, I just had to find out if my son took after his father. It was surprisingly easy to get a good look at your impressive cock while you were showering. I can't explain to you how happy I was when I learned that you were even bigger. Thicker, at the very least. That night I fell asleep with a grin on my face and my hand still cupping the dildo inside my still orgasming body.

But you had also taken after your father in behavior. Treating women with less respect than they deserve and getting agressive with others. I knew I had to do something, and the more I thought about it, I realized what I used to do to him to let out his steam. I offered him my body, in every way and any time. It didn't matter that whether I was washing the windows or gardening - I was never safe from having my ass ravaged or my throat pounded. While I was pregnant with you, he made me tittyfuck him for hours with my big oily tits shining from the light of the TV.

Since you're going to be home for a while this time, I wonder how quickly you catch on to my idea. Will it be when my own shower door is conveniently open? Would watching your toned, milfy mom rubbing herself in soap and oils break you? Or would it be the next time I'm taking laundry out of the dryer? Cliché, I know, but who can resist a big, soft, fat ass barely covered by a pair of workout shorts. In the end there's no reason to be quiet or coy about this. With both have needs and the only way to calm you down and make you into a better man than your father is to make sure that your balls are drained as often as you need.

Let mommy handle off your frustration, anger and lust. If you need I'll even let you move back home or bring friends along. Your father created a slut of a milf for you, and you get to reap the rewards.

Hi, I'm Emma and I hope you enjoyed this shortish prompt. It's a simple premise that can be changed and added to in any way you please. And just to be clear, I have no issue with making my character your stepmom or any other relation. For other references, feel free to have a look at my profile to see what you can expect from me ;)

I'm very open to any sort of interpretation of this prompt, hence the lack of too many situational details. If you prefer to be the confident guy who notices my change in mood and goes for it immediately, I'm all for it. Same goes for anyone who might need to experience things like my ass brush against your bulge as squeeze past you a few times.

From the first encounter, I would love to move into a series of scenarios around the house and during activities. You could be plowing my pussy by our pool in the morning, and pumping your next load directly into my stomach while we were at the cinema that night. If you're into playing with more than two characters, we could even expand to include BBQs that might as well have been an all out swinger party, or movie night with your friends and just me.

In terms of kinks, there's so many to choose from. Giant cocks, unrealistic penetration, cumflation, transformation, group sex, free use, outercourse, deepthroating, bulges, and pretty much any vanilla-ish kink along with them.

With that said, I'm fairly limitless when it comes to kinks except for scat, anyone too young to drink and animals.