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- Son Becomes Mom : Mom Swap 1
- Reflections of Sin : Mom Swap 2
- Mom For A Night : Mom Swap 3
- Foreign Bodies : Mom Swap 5
- The Changing Room : Mom Swap 6
- A Change Of Scenery : Mom Swap 7
- Cuffed : Mom Swap 8
- I Became My Horny Mom : Mom Swap 9
- Taking Length By The Pool : Mom Swap 10
- Mom Swap 4-Pack : Books 1 - 4
- Mom Swap 4-Pack : Books 5 - 8
- Mom Swap 8-Pack : Books 1 - 8
My Mom and I enter the mysterious hall-of-mirrors at the travelling fairground after the attendant promises that we’ll find our deepest fantasies inside.
We become separated and I try desperately to find her, but each reflection moves before I can catch up. I finally stand face-to-face with Mom, but when I move I realize she’s copying me exactly.
When I look down I realize that my body isn’t my own and my first thought is to do something crazy. Eventually I’m discovered by my former self and the next step seems all too obvious.
Read as I use Mom’s body to treat myself. I may never get this chance again and I’m not about to pass it up!
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I started to push down my jeans, looking at the reflections as I did so. I could see Mom’s big ass become visible. Her panties were gobbled up between her delicious ass-cheeks. God, I wanted to fuck her so bad, but I was her. What could I do?
I took off my little white sneakers and took off my jeans too. My panties seemed so small, but they were covering the spot that I wanted to see most of all.
“Mom?” I heard, and the voice sounded closer.
I teased over my panties, feeling my petals beneath. The charge of arousal shimmered through me. I gripped my panties in my fingers and rolled them back over me.
Mom’s kempt black hair was revealed to me, looking perfect. Below it sat her equally perfect, little slit. I was so fucking turned-on that I could feel the crotch of my panties peel off my wet pussy when I moved them down.
READ MOREThey fell to the floor and I stepped out, standing astride and framing my pussy with my hands. My tits bunched between my arms. I stared at my reflection and then into Mom’s eyes.
“Come and fuck me, Kevin,” I groaned.
“Mom?” his voice sounded.
I saw something move amidst the surrounding reflections. It was me—or rather, it was him. I could see his dark jeans and pure, white t-shirt.
“Mom?” he said louder. “Mom? You’re naked!”
His reflection moved around me and then appeared in front of me. I stared ahead at Kevin. He wore a look of shock, which I imagine you would if you saw your own naked, horny mother standing in front of you.
“This is what you want, isn’t it?” I asked, talking in breathy, seductive tones.
“You—you’re naked,” he repeated.”
“Because I want you,” I said. “I want your cock. I know how you feel about me.”
Kevin looked dumbstruck. His face was red with embarrassment, but I felt eerily cool and calm.
“Show me,” I told him, and I started to rub at my pussy.
I knew exactly what I was dealing with, but Kevin didn’t know that. He didn’t know that I’d stroked his cock many times in the past, but I wanted to give him this memory, if I could. I wanted to give myself the memory. I wanted him to know what it was like to have his mother’s wet pussy engulfing his hard, forbidden cock. I wanted to know what that was like.
“Come here,” I told him, beckoning him with a finger. “Let’s have some fun.”
Kevin stepped forwards sheepishly.
“We’re safe here,” I told him. “We can share ourselves here.”
“I want to,” he hushed. It sounded as though there was going to be a ‘but,’ but Kevin didn’t say anything.
“You want this, don’t you?” I told him. “You want Mommy’s big tits in your mouth, don’t you?”
Kevin breathed deep and nodded.
“Come on, Kevin. Suck them.”
I held them up for him and he walked closer, captivated. His eyes locked on my nipple as I moved my thumb over it. He must have been so confused. I know I would have been and he was basically me. I’d have been torn between wanting to desperately fuck my own mother and wondering what the hell had gotten into her.
“Here,” I offered. “Come and suck my tits.”
Kevin’s mouth went right over my nipple as he took the opportunity with both hands. It was such a strange, erotic sensation. My nipples never normally felt a thing, but suddenly Kevin’s tongue felt like magic. It sent me wild, and even wilder still to look down and see my own face enjoying my Mom’s tits. It was like I was watching a point-of-view porno.
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