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I decided to delete part one of the two part story I wanted to publish on here. I want to redo the entire story because I know I could do a better job. Instead of Sofia Vergara I'll be using shots of Crystal Westbrooks. I have a lot of different elements I want to include in the story, and am open to suggestions. Thank you for being a subscriber and sticking with me, love you all. -sltymmy
Your friend and your mom have always been close, so when he got her this “shirt” for her birthday, she didn’t think anything of it. You begged her to throw it away but she refused, saying itd be rude. Now, she wears it whenever he comes over. He even took this pic of her and set it as his phones wallpaper. At school in the locker room showers, he passes his phone around so all your mutual friends can get some tension out. Everywhere you turn some guy has his dick in one hand and your moms pic in the other. Too bad coach makes you mop up after everyone leaves…
Almost 20 minuets after your mom posted a pic of herself in a blue dress to Facebook, you were flooded with friend requests. You thought it was weird that all these guys wanted to talk about your mom, but you didn’t have too many friends so it was nice to talk to someone for a change. Every conversation went the same. They’d show you the original pic and tell you how hot they thought she was, and ask for more. You don’t know why but you immediately sent more shots. Luckily you had some from past vacations. You’d tell them story’s about her, like the time she spilled wine on her dress at a cocktail party and had to wear just the hosts old tshirt the rest of the night, or the time you had company over and she sprinted naked from the shower to her room. They all seemed to love her pics and your story’s so you just kept going, even with 17 chats going at one time. Then something weird happened, you’d send the pic of her in her underwear when she had to be a “sexy attendant” at a car dealership one day, and they’d say “thanks” and immediately stop responding. It’s ok though, they still message you every night for more story’s and pics, and you couldn’t be happier with your new pen pals.
Cmon baby, a bets a bet. You couldn't lift me over your shoulder like your friend could and now he gets to take mommy out on a date! I know you're upset but don't blame me. You're the one who added buying this new dress. Now snap this photo of me quick then post it to Facebook. You remember what he told you to caption it right? "Mike's new girl." Of course I'm not wearing undies sweety, everything else is dirty! I told you to get the laundry done baby. Let's just hope the girls stay tucked in when we're grindi- I mean dancing. Ooh he just pulled up! Now get some sleep honey, you have to wake up early to make us breakfast tomorrow morning.
Your mom can never turn down a dare, so when your friends dared her to set this as her profile picture, she couldn't refuse. Now, she has almost a thousand new friends and lost her job. But it's ok, she makes more than enough selling selfies online and being a cam girl. You should know, it's your job to tell her what different poses they guys are requesting. You make $50 an hour, but it might not be worth it having to stare at guys jerking off looking at your undressing mom every day.
Your life got weird when your mom started chaperoning your Football team’s bus rides. Every guy fought to sit next to her, and plenty snapped pics of her when she was bent over or not looking. It went to a whole new level when she took it upon herself to start chaperoning the showers “in case of injury from slipping.” If it looked like anyone was about to fall in the shower, it was her job to catch him. Your moms tight wet body was there to hold onto if they felt like slipping. You dont know how many times saw your mom and a teammate scrubbing each other only a foot away from you, but you knew to turn away when her hand started yo reach below their bellybutton.
Your mom didnt have too many friends, so she kind of adopted yours. You were sure they were going to hate your mom talking to them the whole time they’re over your house, but they were sympathetic.
mom: I feel like I’ve really made a connection with them baby, they are such good listeners. They get so focused and their eyes lock onto me. They dont even care if I look like a mess, just wearing whatever bra and boyshorts I threw on that day. When we go into my room and sit on my bed, its like the whole world stops for a while.
Your mom is a braniac, so she decided to to become a volunteer tutor for the boys at your college. She was an instant hit. You stopped counting how many familiar guys shed bring up to her room so they could ¨study real hard¨ as she put it. Often, you could go on instagram and find pics of your moms study sessions as they were happening. It was clear that she had a talent for keeping their attention.
Your friend was really supportive of your moms new fitness regiment. They´d have one on one training sessions where hed supervise her workouts. Since she didnt belong to a gym, they used the attic. It didnt bother you, you were glad it was him instead of you stuck with your mom in that gross sweaty attic.
Once she started making some progress, she wanted to document it. So it wasn't uncommon for you to see your mom lift her shirt and have your friend snap a pic on his phone. Eventually by pure reflex, whenever your mom started to lift her top to show him her abs, or pull her shorts down a little to see her strong pelvic bone, hed start taking picture after picture. He even created a fitness page dedicated to your mom. It features all her pics, and videos of her exercising. He must be doing something right, because its only been up for two days and it has 12,000 likes. Now everyone can see your mom´s progress!
Growing up, your mom tried really hard to be the ¨cool mom.¨ She was successful for the most part, but only because she wore headbands as shirts and tiny shorts everywhere. It got to the point that your friends hung out with her more than you. one on one, of course. They´d be over for hours at a time and only say ¨hello¨ and ¨goodbye” to you. Eventually they started having sleepovers, your mom always wore the special pajamas she bought just for those occasions. Her favorite was one she called the ¨string shirt,¨ which was really a bra made out of tiny straps with little patches of lace just covering her nipples. It always made you uncomfortable, but dont worry, the string shirt never stayed on for long. It was usually hanging from the headboard that would be banging against your bedroom wall for most of the night.
Mom: That cute neighbor has been working on his car all day, poor guy looks all hot and frustrated. I´m gonna go over there and see if he needs a hand. What? I already put on my work clothes and waved, theres no going back now sweetie. I´m just being a good neighbor. If we cant get it fixed together I can at least go inside and use his air conditioner. After this heatwave, and with our cooling system still broken, I´m gonna pop these straps off and stand in front of his AC for hours! Don´t you see it? Its in that upstairs window. I think its his bedroom. Our sweat and body fluids on each other will feel great with the cool breeze of his AC! If I get my way, thats where I´m gonna be spending most of my time until winter.
Mom: Honey, You know how I have a little crush on that new neighbor of ours right? Well I found out he loves tattoos! So I´m gonna send him a pic of mine. I think this one is pretty good. Since you cant see it all in the pic, Im gonna slide my shorts down and give him a peek when we work out at his place again.
The local Harley Davidson club asked your mom to pose for their daily calendar. They offered her $300 and as many rides on the back of their bikes as she wanted (but only if she wore the outfits from her shoots.) She agreed immediately. You admit that the calendar came out great, even if it was just photo after photo of your moms almost nude body. She became such a hit in the Harley community that she hangs around their HQ to take pictures and ¨take care¨ of new members.
Your mom told you that her phone didnt get service at her new boyfriends house, so she gave him your number in case you needed to reach her. You wish he didnt, because every time she was over, he took the liberty of sending you a pic of her getting dressed while sitting on his lap. If he was feeling extra daring hed send you pics from a similar angle, with his pelvis pressed deep in your moms ass, and a chunk of her hair in his fist.