[M4Tf] Everyone wishes they had a 'cool' mom like mine.

Tuesday.

You've got the phone pinched between your shoulder and your jaw, gabbing to some friend like nothing's happening below the counter, while I press your cute (yes, it is a little cute. Nothing gay about that) little clitty against my cock and squeeze the two together like a sandwich. So small. So cute. Pathetic, honestly and I mean that with love. I roll us, shaft to shaft, and we're already a mess, pre-cum strung between us, foaming up slick and white until the whole stack of us glistens.

Your denim shorts are shoved down around your thighs, surrendered. And below, there it is. Four-inch cork platforms, your ankles teetering, and for some unholy reason all I can focus on is your pedicure. Immaculate. Glossy paint catching the kitchen light, shining against the tile like you got it done specifically to ruin me. You absolute show-off. I mean, I'm lucky - I have one of those absolute bombastic MILF of a mom. Not just looks, but the type that dresses up like an absolute sick fantasy. Yeah, the 'cool' mom.

I look up. Your face is flushed crimson, eyes blown wide, lips still moving to your friend, while I grind our cocks into froth.

See, you were gone my entire life. Then you came back and decided you'd carve a slot into my world by being the cool mom. And God, did you commit. Last week you cosplayed an Eva pilot full plug suit, and naturally hunted down the perfect four-inch heels to match, because of course you did. Silly? Sure. Nobody in the hentai viewing room thought so when you had a buddy of mine on his knees eating you out while you and I made out over the glow of the screen.

That's our life now. Progressively lewder. Progressively unhinged. But who else gets this? A MILF mom this eager, this involved, this desperate to connect in this — oh. Oh god. Oh fuck, I'm cumm-

The thing is, my cock's the bigger one. Heavier, meatier, and that's the whole beauty of the arrangement. I lose it against you, hips stuttering, and I paint you rope after rope, splattering your shaft, your shorts, your shaking little clitty, your perfect glossy toes. I gasp, knees soft.

And you haven't even come yet.

So.

I drop. Right to the tile. Your eyes go enormous, bewildered, the phone wobbling at your ear. I shut my eyes and lean in, and I take your dainty little clitty into my mouth, glazed in cum, mostly mine, and close my lips around it.

What. It's not gay. It's a clitty. Really. Be serious.

I grip your heels like handles, one in each fist, anchoring myself to the cork platforms because God, I love it when you wear heels. I bob, I suck, I clean every drop off you and ask for seconds.

I don't know how long it takes. Minutes? Longer? My whole jaw goes numb and I don't care, kneeling on cold tile, worshipping the tiniest, cutest, most absurd little clitty with both hands locked around 4 inch heels.

But at some point — somewhere in the wet, foamy haze of it — I'm pretty sure I hear it.

The clatter.

You dropped the phone.

***

Hello my lovely perverts!  Yeah, it's absolutely ridiculous, gender-bending, and we're going to redefine some relationship norms here.

Look, everyone wants a 'cool' mom, and thats exactly what you'll be. Anime, movies, being cool, dressing up, gooning together, we've eliminated all boundaries. Why not? We got to make up for lost time, and honestly if you want to be the primary woman in my life, you've got work to do.

We're going to build a bizarre and filthy relationship, rooted in your insecurities of wanting to be in my life, and my selfishness being brough out, eager to fulfil the deed by writing a new way we could have one.

It's slice of life, while we descend into some degenerate madness. With that, i'm eager to find someone who wants to help build out part of this slice-of-life, and we inject all the fun perverted items into our domestic routine, until its all ruined.

Obviously slow-burn (ish) is the name of the game, as we escalate, iterate, and build up our portfolio of sin. But lets not stop there, I'm eager to edge you, keep on pushing you, until your drunk on lust and desperate for relief.

With that, I tend to post anywhere between 200 - 400 words. I'd hope to find someone with a bit of a similar pattern.

If you're interested, please do reach out! I do ask, make sure you have read the entire post (including the kinks)!

Kinks:

High Heels (major focus) - Platform peep-toe heels, strappy stilettos, wedges (all typically 4 to 5 inches), detailed descriptions of toe cleavage, arches, how they change posture/stance.

Outfit Play - Costumes ranging from slutty roleplay outfits (nurse, schoolgirl, etc.) to latex bodysuits, lingerie, cosplay, anything from casual-sexy to outright depraved

Seduction - The slow burn, the corruption, the gradual boundary erosion

Edging - It's going to be non-stop. I want you sore. Almost miserable, and broken. So much so that even relief no longer alleviates the hunger, you just need more.

Dirty Talk - Crude and raw (Breeding talk, cocksleeves, cum guzzlers, fuck toys, etc. )

Sexual Exhaustion - Marathon sessions, being drained

Corruption/Moral Decay - Good people succumbing to depravity, at a minimum.

Naivety/Ignorance - Engineering situations where characters convince themselves "it's fine"

Hentai/Porn Logic - Oversized cocks, constant leaking, excessive cum production, exaggerated arousal. To an extent, open to ranges.

More kinks - Size Difference, Exhibitionism/Voyeurism, Intelligence , Foot Play, Revenge, Risky Sex, Sneaking Around, Adultery, Oral ,Cum Play, Anal/Rimming, Multiple Partners, Taboo Locations, Sloppy Seconds, Control/Manipulation, Cheating

Limits: Violence, pregnancy, one-liners/short posts, straight to smut