“Hey honey, we need to have a talk,” Mom started to say. “I just heard from one of your teachers that you’re not doing so well.” Her face was stern and serious as she talked about your failing grades. “So, what’s going on? Because I thought you were working on homework, but all I hear all day long is that damn flute/recorder thing. You have to get your grades up,” she lectured.
Without good grades, she explained, you couldn’t get into a good college, which meant you wouldn’t have a good job. “You can’t live with me forever, honey,” she said, “you can’t be lazy.” She despised the idea of having someone think you were stupid, or that you weren’t smart enough to go to college. That wasn’t the case at all, though – you just weren’t interested in school or doing homework.
“I know you’re smart, so why don’t you put the effort in? Are you even listening to me? It doesn’t even seem like you’re concentrating at all,” she said frustrated. “You’re so infatuated with that flute – I’m gonna take that way from you. You gotta listen to me! Don’t you dare play that while I’m talking to you…”
You pressed the magical, wooden instrument up to your lips and gently blew into it as your fingers selected the perfect notes. “Stop it!” she yelled. “Stop playing that music!” Within a matter of seconds, her tone changed as she become more relaxed, and she started to enjoy the calm, beautiful music that floated in the air around her. “That music sounds really good…I like the way it sounds…it sounds so pretty,” she said slowly, now locked in a trance.
You snapped your fingers, and her brown eyes were wide and blank, “I am your obedient slave, Master, what would you like me to do?” She replied with a “Yes, Master” to each command that was given to her, then proceeded to do the task mindlessly. “Do you like how I dance for you, Master?” she asked as she swayed her hips from side to side. “I love your music, Master.”
“Anything for you, Master,” Mom replied as she slowly stripped down. “I’m your dirty, little whore, Master. You can do whatever you want to me, Master. You want me to take my tight, little pussy and bounce on that dick of yours?” She said naughty things under your command, then circled her fingers against her clit. When you ordered her to have an orgasm, she masturbated until she came, then awaited your next demand.
Soon, her hand was wrapped around your throbbing, hard cock, then her mouth, and when you gave the order, Mom was lying on her back. “Yes, Master, I love your cock,” she said in her trance. “Please cum in me, Master.” She would do anything for you, anything to have your cock, and when you were done with her, all you had to do was take out your magical flute, play a few notes, and she’d be completely out on the bed.
“Thank you for using me, Master,” she said before you put her to sleep. Her head fell gently onto the pillow, and when she woke up, she wouldn’t remember a thing.

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College in 2050 is crazy! Since your real mom is exploring space, you’ve been issued a new Mommy Bot to take care of you at school. You were always a little too smart for your own good, though – You and your friends hacked Mommy Bot to make her self aware, give her bigger tits, overclocked her sex drive, and crossed the wires on her pleasure and pain centers. Now she wants to take care of you in every way she can! She swallows your big dick, rides it, and you fuck her missionary before blasting off a huge load on her perfect robot tits! -Lots of Mommy roleplay, titty and face slapping, ahegao, and a huge titty cumshot-

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If you see me around with my stepmom, Natasha, you’ll be totally envious of our relationship. My mom is so smart, so sweet how she hooks her little arm into mine when we walk, and she is so agreeable. We never fight. She understands me. It wasn’t always like this.
When my father passed on four years ago, things changed between me and my stepmom, Natasha. Mom felt like she had to become involved enough for two parents and she became really uptight. She thinks that quitting my part time job is some sort of rebellion, but how could I get straight A’s if I don’t make school my focus? One rainy afternoon on a Friday I heard her car pull up in the drive and I turned down the sound on my video game. I was hoping to become invisible, because back then, I could do nothing right in her eyes.
She came in and started rambling through a list of things that I had did wrong that day and I looked closer at her. The rain on her skin made her skin dewy and youthful. Her arms were waving around as she lectured, and it made her top climb up to show her bellybutton. My eyes shifted to her breasts in her form fitting shirt, I made sure I kept glancing up and nodding so she didn’t know I was ignoring her. I felt my cock grow in my pants as I concentrated on the little symmetrical nubs on her shirt. I’ve never seen my mom’s breasts before. She’s a modest woman, and this outfit is the raciest I’ve seen her wear.
The rain began to pick up, thunder rumbled in the distance. Natasha still going on about what I should and shouldn’t do, and I wish that I could control her like the APB robots at school. I’d make her fall madly in love with me, eager to please my every desire and whim. Lighting struck so loud it made me jump out of my fantasy. Mom put her hand to her forehead and sat on the bed.
“you, ok?”
Natasha, “Yeah.. I was just thinking how terrible I sound. Have you ever heard your own voice and felt disgusted with it?
I searched my brain wondering how to respond.
“I think that just happened to me, like a sort of epiphany,” she sat up and looked at me with her big hazel eyes.
“Mom? Do you want me to go downstairs and do the dishes or clean up..?”
She shook her head no, “I don’t know what I want, honey. My head is blurry.”
“Maybe you need to relax?”
“Is that what you would like me to do?”
I nodded my head. It’s not like my mother to ask me what I would like her to do.
“Yes, son.” Mom rubbed her head and laid her head on my pillow. You’re relaxing in my bed?”
“Where would you like me to relax, son?”
“Uh.. wherever you want.” My Mom sat up and rubbed her forehead as she does when she has a headache.
Natasha, “I’m sorry, darling. I can’t even think about what I want.”
“Why don’t you go and lay in the bath with your lavender salts. That always relaxes you.”
My mom looked at me just then, but something was different in her expression, her eyes were more vacant, just as if she was starring into space. She nodded her head and smiled pleasantly, “yes, son.” She left the room. The strange interaction made it difficult to go to sleep. I thought about checking up on her, but instead I kept to my room. Maybe she just needed the night to recharge.

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