Mom's Boyfriend
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Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - Ryan goes with his mom to a wedding. But his mom tells everyone that Ryan is her boyfriend, not her son. It was only a small lie to make her old friends jealous. But soon, things start to feel strange. They have to act close, and the fake love starts to feel real. Ryan feels confused. He knows it’s wrong, but he can’t stop his feelings. One lie turns their weekend into a secret full of love, desire, and temptation.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Mother Son Cream Pie Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Safe Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Big Breasts Slow
Eventually she put away her cosmetics and stood up, moving behind Ryan as she walked over to the closet. Ryan could hear the door opening and the scrape of hangars along the rail as she decided what she’d be wearing tonight, which would need to be different from what she was wearing tomorrow and the morning after the wedding. “What do you think of this dress?” she asked and Ryan had no choice but to turn around to look. She was still in her towel, but was holding a black dress over her body. It was one Ryan recognised, she often wore it when she was going out to a bar with girlfriends as a singleton. It wasn’t hard to see why, as it was both short and low cut. “Think it’ll do for tonight?”
“I don’t know,” he replied, not sounding too sure, “What do you think?”
She laughed, “You’re supposed to be my boyfriend for the weekend, get off the fence and tell me.”
“Um, yes,” he said, not sounding any more certain than before.
It was enough however for his Mom, “I’m going for it,” she replied, “Show everyone I’ve still got it, a hot body and a hot boyfriend.” She grinned at her blushing son, “Turn away,” she laughed, “I need to change.”
He did so quickly. Behind him he heard the soft crump of the towel hitting the floor and then the swish of material on skin as his Mom slipped into the dress. “You can look again,” she said and he automatically turned. “Ta-dah,” she posed, her arms outstretched like she was modelling. The dress was even tighter and more revealing than he remembered; no wonder she wore it when she was out when single, and she was single now, even if she wouldn’t show it tonight (at least he hoped not, if there was anything more embarrassing than pretending to be your Mom’s lover, it was pretending to be her lover whilst she flirted with another guy). “What do you think? I come up pretty sexy don’t I?”
“The sexiest,” Ryan replied, it was what she wanted to hear and was also true, even if, as her son, it was theoretical to him.
She grinned, “You look pretty hunky yourself, I’ll need to keep you close tonight if I don’t want anyone to steal my toy boy away.” He blushed, whether it was the compliment or his Mom’s forwardness he couldn’t tell -- perhaps it was a mixture of both. She adjusted the dress a little, pulling it down so that it covered more of her thighs whilst exposing more of her cleavage, “Anyway let me finish getting ready and we can go down to dinner.”
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