دانلود کتاب Mom’s All Yours

"Mom's all yours" is a special day James' mother created when he was a kid; one day a year mom does whatever he asks her to. Recently James has tried to tell her he's outgrown it, but ends up having a good time anyway. Now 19, James wants to avoid the day because what he now wants from his mother she would never do. Or will she? This year mom's all yours is going to take on a whole new meaning!















"Mom's
all yours" is a special day James' mother created when he was a kid; one
day a year Mom does whatever he asks her to. Recently James has tried to tell
her he's outgrown it, but ends up having a good time anyway. Now 19, James
wants to avoid the day because what he now wants from his mother she would
never do. Or will she? This year ‘Mom's all yours’ is going to take on a whole
new meaning!

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She removed her hand and stepping back from me sighed, “It’s
a shame, James. You say you’re too old for things we used to do, but you’re not
acting old enough for the things you really want me to do.”

“What do you think I want you to do?”

Rolling her eyes, mom shook her head, “I’m not going to let
you off the hook that easy. You have to tell me, James.”

She looked at me expectantly and my eyes wandered up and
down her body. Was she really offering? What if she was and my playing safe was
going to take me right out of making a dream come true?

As if reading my mind, she smiled, “I see it on your face,
honey,” She laughed and stared pointedly at my crotch “And other places, all
you have to do is ask.”

I took a deep breath, but couldn’t take the plunge. I wanted
to kick myself because mom was right, I was acting like a nervous little kid,
but in my defense telling your mother you wanted to have sex with her wasn’t
like asking to go see a movie.

“Honey, ask yourself something.” She spread her arms out,
“Would I have dressed the way I did this morning if I didn’t want you to look?
I was hoping that would show you it’s okay.”

“What is?” I tried again.

“Last chance.” She said firmly, “You don’t start acting like
a man a telling me what you want, I’m going to leave and you can take care of
that,” She pointed between my legs, “Yourself and think about what you missed
out on.”

She sighed, “If that’s not a green light, I don’t know what
is, but it’s your last chance.”

She stared at me for a moment and with a look of disappointment
on her face, her shoulders slumped and she turned to leave the room, “Sorry,
honey, maybe I was wrong.”

“Take your shoes off.” I blurted out to stop her from
leaving.

She turned to face me again, “My shoes?”

“Yeah.” I nodded, trying to sound confident, “Take your
shoes off for me, its what I want.”

“Whatever you want.” Mom gave me a sexy little smile that
caused my cock to twitch and more importantly made me think this was for real.

Mom lifted her legs one at a time, bending them at the knee
to remove her heels and toss them next to my desk. “This better?” she playfully
wiggled her toes at me and I noticed they were painted the same shade of blue
as her fingernails and blouse.

“It is.” I nodded, then took the plunge, “Now take your
shirt off.”

“Ohh, you are a bad boy, aren’t you, James?”

As she spoke she began unbuttoning her blouse and my heart
raced in excitement. Mom undid the last button and slowly slid the shirt off
her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor.

“Now what?” She asked.

Her voice was lower than it had been before and her breasts,
barely contained in the low cut, tight black tank top, were rising and falling
with her noticeably faster breathing. Holy shit, she was excited too!

“I want to see your tits.” Even as I uttered the words,
there was a part of me that swore I had to be back in this morning’s dream.
“Show them to me.”

“Whatever my baby wants.” Mom grabbed the bottom of her
blouse and I had to remind myself to breath as she lifted it up to her chest.

She paused with just a hint of blue lace visible and said,
“Tell me again.”

“Mom, I want to see your beautiful tits.” I said, my
excitement overcoming my nerves, but still this was my mother and I quickly
added, “Please?”

“Aren’t you adorable!” She laughed, then stripped her shirt
off, exposing the blue lace bra beneath it.

“Damn.” I whispered, staring at her tits through the lace,
the only part concealed were her nipples which were covered by small patches of
darker blue.

Even in the bra they looked amazing and I leaned forward in
the chair when she reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She slid the straps
down her arms, slipping them off one at a time. She held the bra to her chest
and with a smile asked, “You want to see mommy’s tits, honey? You sure?”

As she spoke a thrill went through me; this was for real! If
mom was looking to play me into admitting something there was no way she would
take it this far, taking her shirt off and talking like this. Throwing caution
to the wind as I sensed my dreams about to come true I smiled, I told her the
truth.

“I’ve been dying to see them!”

“Hmm, I’ve been dying to show them to you.” She lowered the
bra enough for me to see the pink darker skin surrounding her nipples, “And I
can’t tease, honey, I have to do what you say, remember?”

“Then take it off.” I was feeling pretty damn bold now.

“Anything you want.” Mom laughed and flipped the bra
at me.