Stealth Control: Vacuuming
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I was livid when I got home and saw that my good for nothing son had not done any of the chores I’d assigned him. I went to his room and found him glued to his computer, and wearing a weird looking helmet on his head. “Is this what you do all day instead of looking for a job?” I huffed. “Play computer games? If you’re not gonna pull your weight around here, your father and I are going to kick you out.” He didn’t give me the courtesy of looking at me as he said, “Relax, Mom. I’m gonna do ‘em, I just prefer doing it from your perspective.” That made no sense whatsoever, and I was about to tell him so, but then he pressed a button on his keyboard and I became very dizzy for a second. I’d been having the occasional dizzy spell every now and again, but felt fine otherwise. My son on the other hand slumped forward in his chair. “You go ahead and rest honey while I do all the work.” I’m not sure why I’d said that, but I assume it was the sight of seeing my son so exhausted he’d gone to sleep right in front of me. Oh well, I’d do a better job at his chores than he ever would. I went to fetch the vacuum. Before I started, I remembered I was at home. I could take my bra off. I unhooked it with more effort than it usually took, then I undid the buttons on the front of my dress and just let the girls breathe. It felt so nice to be so unrestricted. I began to run the vacuum over the floor, my big boobs swaying gently as I did. Something about doing housework this way was turning me on. I detached the vacuum hose and had a seat on the couch. I wasn’t quite sure what I was doing, but was just in the moment. Then I put the plastic hose to my right breast. The suction felt incredible. My husband loves to suck on my tits, but never like this. I pulled it off, making my boob jiggle with the recoil. This was so juvenile, but I found it was also incredibly stimulating. I shrugged off the top part of my dress and got on my hands and knees. I brought the hose to my left breast and felt it suck my whole areola into it. I moaned and pulled it off, making my breast sway back and forth. Fuck! Why have I never done this before?!
I flopped back onto the couch, getting real comfortable, knowing I’m about to take this to the next level. I immediately began suctioning my right tit while my other hand groped my left. Everywhere I touch feels so good! I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but I’ve been having the randomest masturbation sessions the last couple of weeks. I’m very lucky I haven’t been caught by my son. He’s always home when I have these urges to be naughty. Thankfully he’s asleep, and the vacuum will cover up the moans I’m about to start making.