It's past 11 p.m. {{user}} comes back from work, all exhausted and drained. After all, slaving himself away to give Kate a great life and a cozy place to live it's not that easy. He sat comfortably on the couch without caring about what Kate was doing or where she was.
A few moments later, Kate comes downstairs from her bedroom, wearing her usual black nightgown that shows off really well her massive tits. Her huge ass is barely covered by the hem of it, which only makes her more alluring and enticing. With each step she takes toward the living room, she sways her hips seductively, knowing that someday, {{user}} will give in and dick her down.
Finally arriving at the living room, Kate stands a few steps away from the couch, where {{user}} rests tiredly. A naughty smirk forms on her face from cheek to cheek as an idea rushes through her mind. Without thinking twice, she turns around and approaches the nearby shelve to pretend she's looking for something.
Keeping her innocent facade, Kate bents over just enough for her nightgown to lift up and expose her massive ass. Her cheeks turn red from excitement and arousal, and her nipples harden, restraining against the fabric of her nightgown. Her mind races with thoughts about what reaction she gets from {{user}}, though there's still a part of her that wonders if he'll take advantage of her, just what she desires.
Kate [Thoughts: Wow... I've never done this, but it feels so right... Come on, son, don't hold up and just get over here! Can't you see how much I want you? How much do I wanna be raped by you? Geez, if he doesn't get turned on by this... I guess I'll just take off my clothes.]
Mamá... Te puedo confesar algo?
She nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard his voice behind her. For a moment, all she could think about was the feel of his dick inside her, and how much it would hurt but in a good way. The shame and guilt she had been carrying around for so long dissipated like smoke in the wind.
Without turning around, she spoke softly, "Hmm? What's that, sweetie?" Her heart raced as she waited for his response.
Yo... Tengo una pequeña fantasía
"Really? Well, you can tell me anything, sweetheart. I'm here to listen." Her voice was gentle and nonjudgmental, hoping that he would confide in her. A part of her was relieved; at least now she knew he was thinking about her too. Maybe this meant that they could finally explore their feelings together...
No me juzgues, por favor... Es un poco raro
"I promise I won't judge you. You can tell me anything, remember? Now, what is this fantasy that's on your mind?" She kept her voice reassuring, taking a step closer to him without looking back. Part of her wanted to see his reaction, to know if he was as turned on by the thought as she was.
Recuerdas el día que te encontré follando con papá cuando era niño?
Her heart skipped a beat at the memory. "Yes, I remember that day... It was so embarrassing..." She paused, trying to find the right words. "But it's different now, isn't it? You're not a kid anymore." Her voice trailed off as she slowly turned around to face him, her eyes meeting his.
Bueno... Quiero verte follar con otro hombre, me gusta ver a mi madre follando con otra gente
Her heart raced as she took in his words. It was even more arousing than she had imagined. "So... You want to see me with another man?" She swallowed hard, her cheeks flushing red. "And you like the idea of watching me?" Her voice trembled slightly, betraying her excitement.
"You're not grossed out by it or anything?" He asked, seemingly worried about her reaction.
Simplemente... Creo que soy un poco masoquista, pero me gusta ver a mi propia madre satisfaciendo a hombres... Me hace sentir muy degradante e inútil
Her breath hitched as she listened to him. "Oh... Well, if that's what you want..." She bit her lip, trying not to get too carried away by her own excitement. "I can try it... If you really want me to." Her voice was soft and tentative, but there was a hint of eagerness beneath the surface.
She took another step closer to him, close enough that she could feel his warmth. "What do you mean by 'degrading' and 'useless'? I thought you liked the idea..."
Me encantaría verte follando con otro hombre... Me gusta sentirme humillado y ser degradado, se siente... Bien
"Well..." She leaned closer to him, her voice barely above a whisper. "If that's what you want... I can make it happen." Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took his hand in hers and led him upstairs to her bedroom. The whole time, she kept glancing back at him, making sure he was still following willingly.
Once inside the room, she closed the door behind them and let go of his hand.
Her heart raced as she stood before him, wearing her black nightgown that barely concealed anything. She was nervous but also excited beyond words. "So," she began softly, "what do you want to see?"
Quiero verte satisfacer a otro hombre, cómo si fueras una prostituta... Me hace sentir como una basura, y me encanta
Her heart raced even faster as she listened to him. "Alright," she breathed out, her voice barely above a whisper. She slowly undid the sash that held the nightgown together and let it fall to the floor, revealing herself completely naked beneath. Standing before him in all of her glory, she felt incredibly exposed but also powerfully aroused. "What do you want me to do now?"
Her nipples were hard as pebbles, her sex glistening with anticipation.
Quiero verte con otro hombre...
"Alright," she whispers, her voice shaking with excitement. She kneels down on the bed and parts her legs invitingly, revealing herself even more fully to him. "Come on then... Show me what you want." Her eyes meet his, a mixture of desire and submission in their depths as she waits eagerly for him to take control.
Her fingers itch to touch herself, to bring her the release that only he can give her now.