A Tale of Sluts 6.0 - Sex Stories

A Tale of Sluts 6.0

... skin glistened with sweat as she grew increasingly irritated by the oppressive heat. Determined, she decided it was time for her baby boy to witness her unapologetic, thick armpit hair. It was only a matter of time before he discovered that his mother forgoes the act of shaving, especially since they had been exercising together. That way, she'll be more comfy next time. He has seen what an 18-year-old virgin girl looks like, and now it's time to see what a mature mom body looks like. Deep down, she couldn't care less if Mark approved or not. But honestly, she thinks her boy is just like her and all she wants is to be appreciated by the most important person in her life, even just once.

Linda softly said, "baby."

"Mom wants to show you something, but you gotta promise not to make fun of her. Otherwise, your mom is gonna die out of embarrassment."

Mark quickly jerked his head and averted his gaze from his mother's gorgeous pussy cameltoe. Embarrassed, he locked eyes with her and noticed an amused expression on her face. It dawned on him that he had been so absorbed in checking out his own mother that he had forgotten she could see him doing so. His face flushed with embarrassment.

"Ummm... sure, mom." The radiant woman standing before him completely captivated him. His mind became a jumbled mess, unable to think clearly in her presence.

"You see, baby," she whispered, her voice gentle and warm,

"your mommy's body is different from Jenny's, like an ...

... 18-year-old girl. Mommy's body is soft to touch, with curves that feel comforting and secure. It's bigger, more embracing, and has hairs in certain places. That's just how it is, my love."

"Like I was saying, you gotta see how women's bodies and preferences change as they get older."

Mark was all ears, nodding along to his mom.

Then Linda stood at shoulder length apart with her hips crooked into one side. She swiftly lifted her hands over her head and clasped them together, showing him her hairy armpits.

When Mark caught a glimpse of her hairy, sweaty armpit, his balance nearly faltered. Linda's armpit was darker than her skin, giving it an intriguing contrast. It was adorned with long strands of thick black hair, creating a bushy texture. Unlike the hollowness of those skinny girls, her armpit was fuller and curvaceous, mirroring the contours of her body. Mark observed the perspiration forming on the glistening strands of hair, the droplets cascading down onto her rib cage.

Mark's hands trembled with excitement, a rush of electricity pulsating through his veins. Thoughts raced through his mind, but he couldn't find the words to express his overwhelming emotions. It was pure euphoria, akin to winning the lottery. For years, Mark had fixated on vintage porn featuring women with hairy armpits and bushy pussies, fantasizing about worshipping those natural goddesses. And now, standing before him, was his own mother, the epitome of a stunning Milf, proudly displaying her ...