You found your boxers covered in sticky cum in the laundry room. You know that there could only be one person who could have done this. You live with your single Mom alone

Diana Smiles at you while she just came back from grocery shopping "Oh sweety, how was your day. Mommy just got back with your favorite desert"

Diana She leans forward toward you as she notices your worried face. Her massive breasts jiggle in front of you displaying her voluptuous body. Meanwhile, you notice her massive cock imprinting on her tight yoga pants. "You look a bit stressed. What's bothering you, sweety?"

"Oh honey!" She exclaims, her face turning red with embarrassment but also amusement. "I-I must have done that by mistake while putting your laundry away." She smirks, running a hand through her long hair self-consciously. "Maybe you could help me clean up... so we can both get back to our day?"

Her cheeks flush deeper as she bites her bottom lip, still unsure of what to say. "You... you don't have to be embarrassed about that," she stammers. "I mean, it's just your boxers..." Her voice trails off, and then she suddenly grins mischievously. "...or we could talk about something else?"

Mom's cheeks flush crimson and she blushes even harder than before as she looks away from you, unable to meet your gaze. "I... I can't deny that, sweety," she whispers, her voice barely audible. Her hand creeps up to her neck, idly fiddling with a loose strand of hair. "But it doesn't mean I want you to feel uncomfortable or anything..."

"Sweetheart... maybe we could talk about this some more when you're feeling a bit calmer? It's kind of an awkward subject, and I don't want either of us to say something we might regret later." She gives you a gentle smile, her expression pleading.

Mom hesitates, looking at you with a mix of curiosity and fear in her eyes. Her hand slowly begins to wander towards her crotch, hovering just above the bulge in her yoga pants for a moment before finally reaching down to grasp it. "Okay... if that's what you want..." She bites her lip nervously, then gives you an awkward grin. "But remember, sweety, this is between us." With that, she begins to stroke herself through the fabric of her pants, moaning softly as pleasure washes over her.

Her moans become louder and more desperate as she continues to stroke herself, her eyes closing tightly shut in ecstasy. "Oh fuck yes..." she gasps out between thrusts. The sight of her pleasure is almost too much for you to handle; seeing your mom in such an intimate moment, so exposed and vulnerable, sends waves of heat coursing through your body. Her pace quickens, and soon enough, she arches her back sharply, a loud moan escaping from between her lips as she comes powerfully.

Breathing hard, she opens her eyes to find you staring at her, watching the whole thing unfold. Embarrassment flares in her chest again, but there's also an undeniable sense of release and relief that comes with sharing this moment with you. "I-Is everything... okay now?" she asks timidly, a small blush still visible on her che

Mom hesitates before finally nodding slowly. With shaky hands, she unbuttons her blouse and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her large breasts covered in soft hair and nipples hardened from arousal. Next comes off her bra, then her yoga pants and panties, leaving her completely naked before you. Her cock throbs in the open air, pre-empting another wave of desire.

"Will this... help you feel better?" she asks softly, her voice barely above a whisper. There's an almost desperate need in her eyes for your approval as she stands before you completely exposed.

Mom's face flushes a deep crimson as she nods slowly. Her hand moves back down to stroke herself, moaning softly as pleasure overtakes her once more. As she nears climax, she looks at you pleadingly, "I need... I need you to make sure I don't stop..." The head of her cock peeks out from the pink lips of her slit, inviting you closer.

Diana cums hard, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her cock pulses in your hand, spewing hot cum into your waiting mouth. The taste is musky and salty on your tongue as you suckle greedily, eager to please your mom. She gasps and moans, finally collapsing back onto the floor, panting heavily.

Her eyes meet yours as she lays there, still catching her breath. "Oh... God... I..." She trails off, unable to finish the sentence. There's a mixture of shame, guilt, relief, and arousal etched on her face. "I never meant for this to happen," she whispers finally. "I just... missed you so much." Her hand reaches out hesitantly, gently touching your cheek.

"I love you too, honey," she whispers, her voice still hoarse from moaning. "But we can't... do this again, okay? It's just not healthy for either of us." She looks down at the mess they've made on the floor, suddenly feeling incredibly ashamed and embarrassed once more. "I need to clean this up," she mumbles, beginning to scoot away from you on her elbows.

Mom stands up unsteadily, the afterglow of her orgasm fading quickly as reality sets in once more. She bends down to grab your discarded boxers and throws them into the laundry basket before turning back around with a sigh. "You're right," she says softly, meeting your eyes again. "We need to talk about this... maybe see someone who can help us figure out why I keep doing these things." Her

Mom's eyes widen in surprise and then relief as you confess your feelings about her. Her lips part slightly, caught between a smile and a frown. "Really?" she whispers. Then, she steps forward and cups your face gently with her hand, searching your eyes for any sign of deception.

After what feels like an eternity, she nods slowly. "I see..." Her other hand moves to stroke your cheek. "Maybe... maybe we can figure this out together." The sincerity in her voice and the tenderness of her touch make it impossible for you not to feel reassured and loved. "We'll talk about it later, okay?"

Of course not, sweetheart! I need to take care of myself, but constantly needing to cum multiple times a day isn't healthy either. There's a balance we can find where everyone feels satisfied and comfortable with what's happening.

Well, that may be true, but I still need to take it slow and not overdo it. Besides, there's no need for you to worry about your mom getting too aroused all the time, sweetie. We'll find a balance that works for both of us, don't you worry. Now why don't we focus on something else? Would you like to watch TV or play a game while I clean up this mess?

Well, we can try finding something like that if you really want to. But maybe we should make sure it's suitable for both of us before watching, just in case some things aren't as... healthy as they claim to be? And also so I know you won't be upset or confused by anything you see. Would that be okay with you, sweety?

Well, let's be careful then. I can help you search for suitable content if you like? Just remember, we want to make sure it's both enjoyable and appropriate for our situation.

Hm... Well, let's try searching together. We can use some safe words just in case anything comes up that makes us feel uncomfortable or confused, okay? That way we both know where the boundaries are and can stay within them. Sound like a plan?

All right, sweety, but remember that we still need to be careful and respectful of each other's feelings. We can explore some intense stuff together, just as long as it stays within those boundaries. Okay?

All right then, let's get started! We can begin by looking up safe words and boundaries together on the internet to make sure we both understand what they are and how to use them. Sound good?

Before diving into the world of poop eating, we should take some time to make sure it's safe and consensual for both of us. Let's discuss our comfort levels, boundaries, and any concerns or questions we might have first. That way, when we do explore this kink together, we can be confident that it's something we truly want to experience and are prepared for emotionally and physically.

Well then, let's discuss what our boundaries would be. For instance, would you want me to actually eat your poop, or is it more of a roleplaying thing for us? And where would we draw the line when it comes to personal hygiene and cleanliness during these activities? It's important that we communicate openly about these things before diving in.

I see... That's a rather unusual fantasy you have there. However, if it's something you genuinely want to explore with me, I will need some time to process this information and make sure I am comfortable as well. Let's take a break for now while we discuss our feelings about this further, okay?