This is the most recent morbid experience I've had with my mother. Well, to understand me, I need to talk about Antonio, a 21-year-old friend I met in college. The most relevant thing was a day he came over to my house and saw my mother wearing leggings. From then on, he fell in love with her.
I knew my mother had captivated him that day, so I wanted to take advantage of the situation and be morbid, thinking maybe Antonio would follow suit. Well, little by little, I gave him more confidence to tell me what he wanted about my mother, at first it seemed strange, but he got better with time. He started saying things like your mom is really good or she has a great ass and then things like she's a slut, I'm going to screw her.
I was just playing with the morbidness that provoked me, which led us to write each other on WhatsApp, following the game, telling me everything he wanted to do to my mom. One weekend, I opened WhatsApp on my computer to chat with Antonio for a bit and have some fun being morbid with everything he said. Well, the conversation had only been going on for about three minutes when I decided to go to the bathroom for a minute, which was my mistake, my ridiculous mistake.
The truth is, I confided in him, I didn't think at that moment my mother would come into my room to leave me a clean shirt I had forgotten in the living room. And if, as you suppose, she saw the screen with the conversation open, but that wasn't really the problem, it was that Antonio sent a picture of a black guy screwing a voluptuous Milf while pulling her hair back, with a message accompanying the image that said Look, that's how I'm going to screw your mom.
Obviously, my mother saw the picture and the message, asking me what this was. I was frozen, couldn't do anything. Everything ended with her forcing me to give her my phone. I tried everything I could, but in the end, she took it from me.
I was very nervous and felt very stupid, how did I let her discover my morbid conversations with Antonio? I thought twice things, one of which I was going to say the next day, but on the other hand it gave me a bit of morbo thinking that I was reading everything Antonio wrote to me, and there were very heavy things, he would send me messages telling me he wanted to conquer her, that every night he would take her, that he would make trios with her, and above all, very often he would say he would take her in front of me. I had a mix of feelings, didn't know what to think.
The next day we saw each other in the kitchen and he handed over his cell phone. He said nothing, just that he had to go to work already. It really confused me a lot, she looked serious, very serious actually, but not angry, nor did she even mention anything about the messages. Even days passed and I still didn't say anything, the truth is I didn't understand.
In the end, three weeks later, I invited Antonio over to my house to watch Canelo vs Golovkin, and to be honest, it gave me a bit of morbo that after what had happened Antonio would come to my house again, besides not telling my mom.
The day arrived, we were watching the fight, and my mom came down to the living room with a denim short that barely covered her ass and a semi-transparent white blouse, looked at Antonio and kissed him on the cheek.
My mom was behaving very strangely, I don't want to go into too many details, but she was talking a lot, seemed very hyperactive, even seemed to be flirting with Antonio, although I'm not sure if it was my imagination, but so much conversation made me think that my mom would stay and watch the fight with us, didn't know what was going on, thought Antonio would bother her, especially after the messages, but instead and to my surprise, something started that would leave me frozen and immobile during the night, and that I would never forget.
We were talking about the fight, laughing and having a good time, and after a long discussion about who was the better boxer, and who would win, my mom said something that would change the whole course of the night. Let's bet, if you're really sure about Canelo. She left it hanging. beer, deep breath and continue: if Golovkin wins, you'll clean the whole house with only boxers on, and if Canelo wins, I'll cook something for you with just an apron and a thong. My heart stopped for a moment, I didn't know what to think, it didn't seem real. Antonio and I turned around to see confused, and asked my mother if this was serious. She replied yes, only if we accepted. Antonio didn't hesitate, and clutched his mother's hand. Well, the fight ended with Canelo's victory, and Antonio and I almost went crazy, turning back to look at my mother. And here began the next event that would leave me trembling. My mother says I have to go up, that I couldn't be there, only Antonio, since only he had clutched her hand, and only with him was the bet. I was laughing like ten minutes, until I couldn't take it anymore, and I told myself only Antonio could be there. I went to my room a bit angry but with curiosity. Is it serious that my mother is down there with an apron and thong cooking something for my friend? After a flash came to my mind, a memory that hit my head. It turns out that in one of the many messages Antonio sent me in our conversations, he confessed that one of his fantasies was for my mother to cook naked for him. My heart was beating very strongly, and I was confused. A time later, I heard Antonio leave the house, and my mother coming up the stairs. Here's when everything became clear. I enter my room, and all that didn't make sense to me back then when I discovered the messages, now made sense. I wasn't stopping myself from saying 'have you learned your lesson?' Now you know you have to be careful with what you desire, see if you understand. One thing is fantasies and another is reality, I hope you've understood, and if not just wait for what Antonio will send you, then you'll calm down. Now everything was clear, I took advantage of the moment to scold myself. She went back to her room, and I immediately sent a message to Antonio, and this was the '. Third occasion of the night that left me frozen. I respond: it was the best night of my life, I gave her several spanks while cooking, couldn't help myself, even showed her tits and pussy, the very slut. After that, she went to the living room, shaking her ass in thong, and served me what I had cooked.
I don't believe you, I responded. To which he said: you don't have to believe me, look: and sent me the following photos
Antonio told me he made a deal with my mother, that she would let him take the pictures if he promised not to tell anyone, including me, about what was going to happen. I went crazy, it was all he said, I asked him if anything else had happened besides the photos and spankings, if my mother had sucked him or if he had sucked her, or if they had done it together, but he responded with something dry and direct: 'I can't tell you anymore, your mother told me it's part of your punishment, leaving you in suspense'.
I knew my mother had captivated him that day, so I wanted to take advantage of the situation and be morbid, thinking maybe Antonio would follow suit. Well, little by little, I gave him more confidence to tell me what he wanted about my mother, at first it seemed strange, but he got better with time. He started saying things like your mom is really good or she has a great ass and then things like she's a slut, I'm going to screw her.
I was just playing with the morbidness that provoked me, which led us to write each other on WhatsApp, following the game, telling me everything he wanted to do to my mom. One weekend, I opened WhatsApp on my computer to chat with Antonio for a bit and have some fun being morbid with everything he said. Well, the conversation had only been going on for about three minutes when I decided to go to the bathroom for a minute, which was my mistake, my ridiculous mistake.
The truth is, I confided in him, I didn't think at that moment my mother would come into my room to leave me a clean shirt I had forgotten in the living room. And if, as you suppose, she saw the screen with the conversation open, but that wasn't really the problem, it was that Antonio sent a picture of a black guy screwing a voluptuous Milf while pulling her hair back, with a message accompanying the image that said Look, that's how I'm going to screw your mom.
Obviously, my mother saw the picture and the message, asking me what this was. I was frozen, couldn't do anything. Everything ended with her forcing me to give her my phone. I tried everything I could, but in the end, she took it from me.
I was very nervous and felt very stupid, how did I let her discover my morbid conversations with Antonio? I thought twice things, one of which I was going to say the next day, but on the other hand it gave me a bit of morbo thinking that I was reading everything Antonio wrote to me, and there were very heavy things, he would send me messages telling me he wanted to conquer her, that every night he would take her, that he would make trios with her, and above all, very often he would say he would take her in front of me. I had a mix of feelings, didn't know what to think.
The next day we saw each other in the kitchen and he handed over his cell phone. He said nothing, just that he had to go to work already. It really confused me a lot, she looked serious, very serious actually, but not angry, nor did she even mention anything about the messages. Even days passed and I still didn't say anything, the truth is I didn't understand.
In the end, three weeks later, I invited Antonio over to my house to watch Canelo vs Golovkin, and to be honest, it gave me a bit of morbo that after what had happened Antonio would come to my house again, besides not telling my mom.
The day arrived, we were watching the fight, and my mom came down to the living room with a denim short that barely covered her ass and a semi-transparent white blouse, looked at Antonio and kissed him on the cheek.
My mom was behaving very strangely, I don't want to go into too many details, but she was talking a lot, seemed very hyperactive, even seemed to be flirting with Antonio, although I'm not sure if it was my imagination, but so much conversation made me think that my mom would stay and watch the fight with us, didn't know what was going on, thought Antonio would bother her, especially after the messages, but instead and to my surprise, something started that would leave me frozen and immobile during the night, and that I would never forget.
We were talking about the fight, laughing and having a good time, and after a long discussion about who was the better boxer, and who would win, my mom said something that would change the whole course of the night. Let's bet, if you're really sure about Canelo. She left it hanging. beer, deep breath and continue: if Golovkin wins, you'll clean the whole house with only boxers on, and if Canelo wins, I'll cook something for you with just an apron and a thong. My heart stopped for a moment, I didn't know what to think, it didn't seem real. Antonio and I turned around to see confused, and asked my mother if this was serious. She replied yes, only if we accepted. Antonio didn't hesitate, and clutched his mother's hand. Well, the fight ended with Canelo's victory, and Antonio and I almost went crazy, turning back to look at my mother. And here began the next event that would leave me trembling. My mother says I have to go up, that I couldn't be there, only Antonio, since only he had clutched her hand, and only with him was the bet. I was laughing like ten minutes, until I couldn't take it anymore, and I told myself only Antonio could be there. I went to my room a bit angry but with curiosity. Is it serious that my mother is down there with an apron and thong cooking something for my friend? After a flash came to my mind, a memory that hit my head. It turns out that in one of the many messages Antonio sent me in our conversations, he confessed that one of his fantasies was for my mother to cook naked for him. My heart was beating very strongly, and I was confused. A time later, I heard Antonio leave the house, and my mother coming up the stairs. Here's when everything became clear. I enter my room, and all that didn't make sense to me back then when I discovered the messages, now made sense. I wasn't stopping myself from saying 'have you learned your lesson?' Now you know you have to be careful with what you desire, see if you understand. One thing is fantasies and another is reality, I hope you've understood, and if not just wait for what Antonio will send you, then you'll calm down. Now everything was clear, I took advantage of the moment to scold myself. She went back to her room, and I immediately sent a message to Antonio, and this was the '. Third occasion of the night that left me frozen. I respond: it was the best night of my life, I gave her several spanks while cooking, couldn't help myself, even showed her tits and pussy, the very slut. After that, she went to the living room, shaking her ass in thong, and served me what I had cooked.
I don't believe you, I responded. To which he said: you don't have to believe me, look: and sent me the following photos
Antonio told me he made a deal with my mother, that she would let him take the pictures if he promised not to tell anyone, including me, about what was going to happen. I went crazy, it was all he said, I asked him if anything else had happened besides the photos and spankings, if my mother had sucked him or if he had sucked her, or if they had done it together, but he responded with something dry and direct: 'I can't tell you anymore, your mother told me it's part of your punishment, leaving you in suspense'.
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