Another kind of Mommy gift

When you called me to tell me we had to celebrate, I wasn't very clear on what we were celebrating, but who am I to say no to you?

Let's meet in the city centre and you can tell me everything. The last video you published, the first one where I helped you as a technician, did well and was purchased by quite a few users. You say that I brought you luck and that you want to give me a gift.

- "Great, I like your gifts."

- "Good, let's go."

Today you look particularly stunning, you just came from the beautician and it shows, you are perfect.

You take me to your favourite shoe store, and this leaves me puzzled, but ours is a special relationship.

You have someone bring you some shoes to try on, all very high, all grey, and all in my size. I'm not used to wearing women's shoes in public, but while you put a hand on my package, you reassure me, "This is just part of the celebrations." In the end, we find a pair of shoes that both of us like. You buy another pair of shoes under the excuse that "I need them for the videos."

We arrive home and you tell me to wait on the couch while you sort some things out.

You call me from the bedroom, with a warm, excited voice; When I arrive, I find your favourite dress, the grey one, along with the sheer tights that are open in the front and the shoes, which actually match the dress perfectly.

- "Get dressed, my love, I want to see how you look."

- "But it's your favourite dress."

- "Yes, but tonight you can wear it."

Can you help me take off my clothes, put on my tights (and take the opportunity to feel my butt, as always) and then the dress?

- "Now the shoes, my love."

I try to put on the shoes; I'm now used to the 12 cm heels. It excites you to see me in heels and stockings, and I wear them almost every evening. You make me walk and check that everything is perfect.

- "You look amazing, love," and then you throw yourself against me, rubbing and kissing my neck.

"We should just do something about that hair."

- "Are you saying I should shave my legs?"

- "The legs and also down there; I don't want any hair in my mouth anymore." "But not tonight."

- "Now go and make yourself comfortable on the couch; I need to get ready."

Indeed, I see that you've pulled out a lot of boxes.

I am waiting for you on the couch, enjoying the feeling of your stockings and your dress smelling so much like you and my cock rises creating a lump under my dress. After a few minutes, you show up in the living room in a beautiful black outfit, a see-through top, black stockings, a garter belt pantyhose open at the front, and of course your new shoes; you already have hard nipples and your vulva wide open, as if you had masturbated without waiting for me, and in fact, I quickly realize I'm right when you hand me a dildo still wet - “Mommy wants you to wipe it all off.” - “...” - “With my tongue.” This is the first time you have ever asked me such a thing, but seeing you so aroused makes me break my bonds and I begin to lick the dildo as you would - “Good, now start sucking it like you've seen me do so many times” I obey excitedly, I don't know what you are getting at but my cock is hard so you are right I suck the dildo that still has your taste and you encourage me to stick it in more and more - “You weren't careful enough, what were you thinking about when I was sucking your cock?” now I'll have to punish you You take me by the hand and lead me to the kitchen table and make me bend over it; I have seen more than one video of you dressed in this same dress on this same table. - “Pull up your dress.” I am not in a time when you, perhaps too excited to wait, pull me up all the way to leave my ass in the air - “Now don't be a pussy, mind you” and you start spanking me, you go hard but I play along - “Next time I suck your cock you need to be careful and learn” and down comes more slaps - “I have an idea, after all if this toy entertains Mommy then it should be good for you too.” The fact that you start licking my ass tells me your next move, but by now I am there, with a hard cock and a horny female, rebelling could be worse You make me salivate on the dildo and then you feel me insert it in my ass; you don't have a sure hand, you don't really know what you're doing and every now and then you hurt me, however then you pick up the pace and start fucking me with the dildo

I know excited, I like it and the more I like it the more I laugh and the more you put it in.

- “You are so good, Mommy is happy.” your voice is broken with excitement and I hear you slow down; I turn around, accompany your hand away and make you remove the dildo from my ass

- “Time to show Mommy a good time then.” I lay you down on the table, you spread your legs without dignity, I see your whole pussy, wet and ready, I smell it, I lick it, you let out little cries of pleasure, you take my head with your hands and whisper that you don't want tongue, you want cock, you want to be fucked as you fucked me. I turn you around again, put you the way I was before, with your dress pulled up and your pussy in the wind; you're all wet but it's not the pussy I'm interested in

- “Yes Mommy, I fuck you the way you fucked me.” Maybe that wasn't what you meant but by now you can't back out when you feel my cock enter your back entrance for the first time