Mommy Morgan wakes you up early Saturday morning. Mommy has this twinkle in her eyes like it is Christmas morning or your Birthday. She forces you out of bed. There are heart-shaped chocolate chip pancakes, fresh strawberries, and whipped cream. You remember that it is Valentine’s Day. You give her a big hug and thank her for the special breakfast.
Mommy takes you into her bedroom. There is a huge mound of big pink boxes on her bed. So many presents, even more than Christmas. All the boxes are pale pink with bright pink bows. You remember all of those Victoria Secrets bags that you saw over the last few weeks, but that there have not been any new panties in Mommy’s lingerie drawer.
You feel an ache. You blush. Has Mommy figured out that you secretly play in her panties? You are ready to confess and beg for forgiveness, but Mommy is so happy as she hands you the first box to open. It is a beautiful pair of pink panties. You touch them to your face. The panties are as soft as Mommy’s skin. Before you can say a word, Mommy hands you another box. You open up each present. Each box containing beautiful pink lingerie. Pink bras, panties, stockings, babydolls, cami tops, nighties. You didn’t realize that there were so many different shades of pink.
You take a step back and look at all the lingerie, but Mommy lingerie is for girls not for boys. Oh my dear, pink lingerie is perfect for little pink sluts like you. Mommy holds you so tight in her arms. You can see how excited Mommy is right now. Her face is glowing. You do as Mommy asks and put on a fashion show for her as lies across her bed, wearing only her own bra and panties.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Love, Mommy Morgan
