Wishful Thinking/The Black Dress

From Create Your Own Story

You sit there in complete disbelief, not knowing for sure what is happening, but knowing that it has you horny as hell. Your hand wanders down and slowly massages your throbbing cock through your shorts. Your mind flashes through images of your mom standing in front of you in tiny sexy dresses and you still have one to go. You suddenly hope your heart is in good shape, because you might have a heart attack if the next one is sexier than the last.

As you sit there, you realize that your mom is taking longer this time to change, which just increases your curiosity.

Finally you hear your mom say, "You ready, honey?"

You quickly respond, "Yes," hoping you don't sound as enthusiastic as you actually are.

Your eyes are locked to the dressing room door as you watch you mom step out, seeing her long smooth leg first in a black 4" heel. You take in every inch of skin that you can see as she steps out of the room. You are quickly disappointed, though, when you see that your mom is covering herself with a robe, meaning you can't see any of the black dress.

Your mom sees the disappointment in your eyes and just smiles at you. "Oh, don't worry, honey. I just wanted to see your reaction when you see the whole package at once."

You look at her, your excitement returning as she slowly slides the robe off of her shoulders, dropping it smoothly to the floor. You are completely speechless from the sight in front of you, your brain quickly trying to take it all in, your eyes flying up and down your mom's body.

She is wearing a skin tight black dress that looks like it has more fabric cut out of it than fabric on it. The skirt is as short as it could possibly be and still cover your mom's tight ass. On each hip is a slit that rises up well above her waist with just a little piece of string holding the 2 halves together. The top ties behind her neck with a wide dip that exposes what seems to be almost half of her full tits. The dip in the dress going so low that it ends at her navel showing off her flat stomach.

You just sit there and take it all in, not realizing that the whole time your hand is massaging your rock hard cock. Your mom just smiles and lets you look for as long as you want. Finally she breaks the silence and says, "So how do I look, honey?"

You don't reply at first and she laughs. "Well, I guess you don't really have to say anything. That monster pushing against the front of your shorts tells me all I need to know."

You realize what your mom just said and get embarrassed. "Oh, sorry, Mom. It's just you look so, so, just wow..."

She smiles big at you and says, "Ahhh, thanks, honey. I think this one is a keeper, but there is one problem with it."

You can't see anything wrong with it, so you ask, "What, mom? It looks great to me."

She tries to look upset, but she quickly smiles again as she turns her hip to you "Well, you see, with these slits on the side, I can't wear any panties with this dress and it's so short I'm afraid if I move wrong the whole world will see your mom's little pussy."

Your cock jerks in your shorts when you hear your mom say 'pussy' and as you are taking that fact in, you watch her turn facing away from you and bend over. She slowly bends at the waist and you watch as the tight dress slowly slides up over her ass, and you let out a very obvious moan as you see your mom's smooth shaved pussy right there in front of you.

She looks back at you, "How does it look honey? Fuckable?"

You quietly groan, "Oohhh, yes, Mom."

She quickly stands up and turns to you again, smiling. "Good, then I think I will get this one too."

She walks up close to you and looks down at the obvious bulge in your shorts and says, "So now that I have my dresses, should we go lingerie shopping, or should we find some place to take care of this?" Her hand runs along the bulge in your shorts at the same time giving it a quick squeeze.

She doesn't even let you reply before quickly turning around and disappearing back into the dressing room, leaving you there thinking about the choice she just gave you.

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