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Mommy's Naughty Secrets

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A lewd story about a son taking secret pictures of his mothers ass in leggings

Chapter 1: Introduction

The 22 year old son starts sneakingly taking photos of his 40 year old mother's rear while she is wearing form-fitting clothing like yoga pants or leggings. This arouses him sexually

and makes him feel guilty at the same time. He knows it’s wrong, but can't help himself from indulging in this forbidden act. As he snaps pictures, he imagines his mother walking around the house in those tight clothes - round, firm ass cheeks moving with every step. Her slender body has aged gracefully, still maintaining curves despite having children. The sight of her backside turns him on more than anything else, and now he feels both lust and guilt simmering beneath his skin.

His fingers tremble as they hover over the phone's camera button, ready to capture another shot. But just then, his heart races when he catches his breath, fearful that someone might walk into the room unexpectedly. Despite these feelings of uncertainty, the temptation becomes too much for him to resist.

He gently strokes the bulge growing in his jeans, desperately wanting to relieve some pressure. With beads of sweat forming on his forehead, he steels himself before clicking "take photo" once again.

Each image stored away on his phone would forever serve as evidence of this taboo affair, yet the alluring thrill of being intimately close to his own mother only intensified the excitement coursing through his veins. His hands shake as he switches his attention to one of the many erotic images already saved on his device. The memory of his first encounter fuels the desire burning deep inside him, making him want to drown in the depths of pleasure.

He decides to the laundry room and grab a pair of her used grey leggings from one of his pictures.

Smelling them intensely fills him with satisfaction beyond comprehension. Holding them up to his face, he whispers, “Mommy,” against the fabric, feeling his penis swell even further in his jeans. He closes his eyes briefly, reveling in the scent and texture of something so closely associated with her.

He grabs a few pairs and returns to his bedroom.

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