Author Archive for Mommy Morgan

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A Mother’s Gentle Touch

 

I catch you masturbating in front of the computer.

Your cock is all red and sore. You’ve been watching way too much naughty porn. How many times do I have to tell that too much porn is bad for you?

I shut off the computer. I sit next to you on the bed, and watch you pump and stroke your cock. I see that you’re frustrated. Mommy gives you a kiss. I remind you that sometimes the softest touch is the most stimulating. I convince you to let go and let me take over. Mommy Morgan promises to make it all better.

I wrap my pretty French manicured fingers around your sore, aching cock. I lean down and give it a soft, gentle kiss. I stroke your cock softly, and give it one more kiss. Oh my, such a big cum load!

Now, be a good boy. I want you to stay off your computer and let me take care of that stiff cock for you from now on!

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Sex On The Beach With Mommy Morgan

Your Mommy Morgan takes you to the beach. You don’t realize that she keeps such a close eye on you. Such a horny boy, you sit in the wet sand and watch all the pretty ladies walking.

One sexy, busty Milf, wearing a tiny bikini, bends over to comment on the creative sandcastle you are building. As she bends over, her boobies almost fall out of her bikini top. She notices your erection, so she laughs and runs her fingers through your hair.

Your Mommy is on the beach watching you without you knowing. She sees you checking out the hot ladies on the beach. There are no secrets from your Mommy. She can read your body language without even needing to see your face. The way you lean forward, stare at that lady’s chest and your back stiffens, your Mommy knows what is going on between your legs.

At first, Mommy lets you have fun and enjoy the view. It is very natural for man to notice and gawk at the natural beauties he sees at the shore, but once Mommy knows you are sitting there uncomfortably with a hard cock, she must intervene. At any moment when you experience discomfort, you can count on your Mommy Morgan to tend to your needs. Whatever they may be!

Mommy gets up from her beach blanket and walks up behind you. She puts her hand on your shoulder and insists that you come back to the blanket with her. After all, Mommy always knows that is best for you. The two of you return to the blanket, and she snuggles your face into her chest. Once you are comfy, Mommy pulls down her swimsuit a couple of inches, and her nipple touches your bottom lip. You moan, and her hand maneuvers both of your swimwear a bit, and she is comforting you in the most pleasurable way.

Your loving and nurturing Mommy Morgan always puts a smile on your face!

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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New Panties

 

Your Mommy Morgan is waiting for you to get home. She has a special surprise waiting for you.  Mommy went shopping. She has new matching panties and bra from Victoria Secrets. A pair for you and a pair for Mommy.

You greet Mommy with a big hug and nestle your face into her cleavage. Learning about the surprise waiting for you, you run to find the panties spread out on the bed. You pick up a silky pair and rub it on your face. They’re more fun when they smell like Mommy, but they still feel fantastic. You beg Mommy to try them on now. Mommy says after dinner.

After dinner, without asking, you volunteer to help Mommy clear the table and load the dishwasher. Mommy smiles and says it is now time to put on your panties. She holds your hand, and the two of you walk upstairs to her bedroom.

You’re so excited to put on new panties with your Mommy Morgan.

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Mommy’s Cleaning Day

It all started so innocently. You were playing video games. Mommy was cleaning. She did the vacuuming, the dusting, and then started on the kitchen floor. She warned you that you wouldn’t be able to get into the kitchen while the floors were wet. You just nodded and kept playing.

Once your game is over, you want a glass of juice. You walk into the kitchen, and there is Mommy on her hands and knees. The way her butt and hips are quickly swaying back and forth reminds you of that porn your buddy showed you. The man in the movie was pounding the mature porn star’s pussy, and her hips were rocking just like mommy’s hips.

Mommy realizes you are there and scolds you. You stand there frozen and unable to speak. Mommy returns to her work, and you watch her hips moving faster and faster. The harder she scrubs, the harder she rocks her hips.

You run to your room and pull out your hard cock. You jerk off and instantly cum. How is it possible that you have never noticed your Mommy’s perfect butt?

Later that night, you slip into her bed and pull down her panties. You pull out your cock and rub it all over your Mommy Morgan’s naked butt. Mommy wakes up and takes very good care of you and your cock!

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Spring Break with Mommy

Your Mommy Morgan is so tired of the snow. Let’s take a trip!  I know you wanted to go on Spring Break with your friends.  You think that you are big and all grown up now. Well, I have just booked a flight for both us.

I found a beautiful spot on the beach. The hotel has an awesome pool. I am packing my red bikini, short shorts, and little dresses. Our hotel room has one big bed and a balcony that overlooks the beach and the pool. We will swim and play games all day and all night long, Sweetie!

In the morning, you find Mommy on the balcony, looking at the beach while I drink my coffee. You come up behind me with that big boy morning woodie and rub yourself against my butt.  Baby, can you think of a better way to start the day!

 

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Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Feeling Lucky with Mommy Morgan

 

Happy St. Patrick’s Day my little man! As you can see, Mommy Morgan is ready. I want to spend my day with you, just the two of us doing all the things we love best.

  Is my little angel going to wear green?  Or, maybe you don’t want too. I think sometimes you like any excuse for Mommy to touch you, even if it is a little pinch.

  I wore my sexy green dress just for you today. I know you love it because it won’t be on too much longer. You have a very hard time keeping your hands to yourself. You love touching Mommy’s big breasts, and playing with her hard nipples.

 Are you ready for some Mommy/Son playtime, or do I have to bend you over my knees and spank your bottom blue, or maybe green.

Sweet Kisses,

Mommy Morgan

 

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Mommy Morgan Knows Best

You have a concerned look on your face. Something is definitely bothering you. You confess that you have some discomfort.  I ask, “Do you have a tummy ache? Do you have a fever?” I place my lips on your forehead. You don’t feel warm.

You tell me that the pain is lower than your tummy.  You point between your legs. Oh, my! I immediately see the issue. You have a tent in your pants.

I smile, “Oh I will make it all better, but you have to show it to me.” You blush.  You are very embarrassed. I assure you that I will take very good care of you.  “When you were playing ball last week and skinned your knee, didn’t I kiss it and make it better?

You blush, your cheeks become an even deeper shade of red. I start to undo your pants. I promise to make it all better for you.

I pull down your underwear and kiss your tummy. I softly and gently wrap my hand around your stiffy. I massage and caress you so sweetly. Give you a tug up and down as you become thicker in my hand.

“Oh my sweetie.” I lean down and kiss that big leaking head. No worries! I whisper, “here we go. Making it all better!”  I place my lips around you and suck you until you are 100% all better.

Mommy Morgan knows best!

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Mommy Comes To The Rescue With Last Minute Plans

It’s a big night for you. You have a date with the girl of your dreams for the Valentine’s Day Dance at the high school in town. You have a pretty rose for her. You have been talking about this night for weeks, and you’re so excited.

You’ve been wondering what kind of panties she will wear under her dress. You even ask me about it. I tell you that if she is wearing a slinky little red dress that she will probably be wearing a thong so there are no panty lines. This leads to quite lengthy discussion for us about panties. I can see your face light up as we talk about panties, and I find this quite interesting.

It is Sunday night, the night of your Dance. I have had my eye on the weather channel while you’re day dreaming about touching your date’s panties. I know this is going to devastate you, but I tell you that you cannot go to the dance because of the dangerous wind chills, icy roads, and snow drifts. You argue and plead your case. Then, you get a text on your phone from the school. The dance is cancelled due to the weather. You’re so crushed. You head to your room. You were so excited about the possibility of touching her panties. Crushed!

I make you come into my room. I get an idea that will cheer you up. I pull out a bunch of my panties and I continue teaching you all about panties. I try on some panties for you, and I then I let you try on a pair. You love being in Mommy Morgan’s panties! You’re so happy and so excited. I see you becoming aroused and help you out with that too!

Kisses,

Mommy Morgan

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Please Come Home For Christmas

I am in an odd mood. Today I am grateful and joyful as I do the final Christmas preparations. Also, sad that I will be alone, without my boy this year.

I put out the white lace table cloth on the dining room table, and there is my holiday vase full of evergreens and white roses. Usually, you bring me those, but this year, I picked them up, curbside, of course, at the floral shop in town. The owner’s face is grim, and her hair is grey, not her usually bubbly personality. She asked if my handsome son would be coming home for this year. I wiped a tear from my eye and said, “next year, when it is safe again to travel.” She nodded and handed me the beautiful bouquet, and she waved as I drove down Main Street.

What a strange Christmas Season it is this year. I decided to keep as many of the family holiday traditions as possible. Today, I got out the best wine glasses and polished the silver as the classical Christmas song filled my big country kitchen. The next song on my playlist is, “All I want for Christmas is you,” and I dance. Silly, but my hips move, and it would be super embarrassing if you caught me. The room is warm. The sun shines bright through the big windows, and I run around doing my chores barefoot, t-shirt, and panties.

From the dining room, I move to the front room. The music fills the entire downstairs, and I adjust the red bows. There are lovely, big poinsettia plants and mistletoe in the foyer. You blush every time I pull you into that doorway and make you kiss your Mommy Morgan. That one kiss leads to so much more!

Well, I know you’re thinking of me and missing me as much as you’re in my thoughts this Christmas season. Just remember, your Mommy Morgan is always only a phone call away!

Merry Christmas, Baby
Love you,
Mommy Morgan

 

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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Family Fun Fantasy Starts In Mommy’s Hot Kitchen

Her son opens the door and sets down his backpack. It was a bad day at school, and his head hurts. The bus was so loud, and he has such a long bus ride to get home. The teacher caught him daydreaming, and he has a ton of homework, but it feels good to be home. As he sheds his winter coat, the house is warm, extra warm.
Mommy is baking, and there is a scent of something delicious coming from the kitchen.

The boy smiles and runs to the kitchen. His favorite thing about Christmas is not presents or treats; it is Mommy’s holiday baking. It is not her special gingerbread men made with real ginger. Mommy gets hot in the kitchen, and she wears her hair up. Something about seeing Mommy’s naked neck gives him a boner. Oh My! She got super hot doing her holiday baking today, and her jeans and sweater are on the floor. Mommy is only wearing an apron with strings that tie around her neck. Her bare ass, all exposed, as she pulls out a tray of sugar cookies shaped like Christmas trees.

She smiles and hugs her beloved boy. A nipple slips out from behind the apron and brushes against his cheek. He is completely speechless, but Mommy’s soft and nurturing voice asks him about his day. He shakes his hand and points to his pants, between his legs. The boy is in agony as his young cock pops up and forms a tent in his pants. Pre-cum drips into his little white underwear. His balls are so blue that there are tears in his eyes.

The tortured boy blushes, very humiliating that he needs help that only Mommy can provide. She smiles and promises that he is a growing boy, and a hard-on is natural and normal. The young boy knows that Mommy knows best. Her special kind of love makes him feel fantastic, so much better than his hand alone can provide. Mommy takes off her apron and lets the boy stare at her naked body. She takes him into her bedroom and milks his cock, as only she can!

Spend some time with me, your sexy Mommy Morgan, this holiday season!

 

Written By: Mommy Morgan
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