Indulging my fantasies
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My girlfriend closes her eyes on my bed. I see her body give a small jerk, and I know she’s gone. A few seconds later my mother enters my room without knocking. She says nothing, just winks at me and grabs the outfit I’d recently bought with her in mind, then she leaves. Now I just have to wait. As the seconds tick by, I think about how lucky I am to have a girlfriend who doesn’t mind that I still live with my mom. Who doesn’t judge me for my kinks. And who can astral project. All she wants is to make me happy, which she very much does. “I’m ready!” my mom’s voice calls. I kiss my unconscious girlfriend’s forehead, then sprint from the room. I open the door to my mom’s bedroom, and there she is wearing something she’d never put on in a million years. “Alright babe,” she says. “Here’s your mom in slutty lingerie. Ya know, I’d happily wear stuff like this in MY body, but I do love how excited you get when I’m her. You get so eager, and so, so hard. And momma loves her big, hard, boy.”