Chapter 1107 Mom Pops My Cherry(Taboo/Incest Sex):>Ep16

• I was going crazy all day at school today, after mom had kissed me goodbye and whispered into my ear that she intended to help me live out my kinky fantasy that I had admitted to her last Friday night. This particular fantasy was what had finally made mom allow me to reach my orgasm, after she had strapped me down onto our bed. All day a school, I could barely concentrate. I considered several times just leaving school and going home, but considering mom would be at work until her usual time I dismissed this notion and stayed the whole day plus cheer leading practice. I showered after practice and then raced home to prepare myself for what I knew would be an incredibly hot sexual experience with my mother.
• Arriving home, I immediately stripped naked and through my clothes into the hamper. I then picked out my outfit: a pair of white lace socks with frills on the top, shiny black ladies dress loafers, a plaid skirt, white cotton panties, and a white long sleeve blouse. I made it a point to not wear a bra. I tried to decide how I would wear my hair and couldn't decide between putting some curls in it, putting it into two pigtails, or leaving it natural. I debated all three ways as I dressed into my slutty schoolgirl outfit. I left the top three buttons on my blouse undone, so as to show off some cleavage and prove that I wasn't wearing a bra. I finally decided on leaving my hair natural, but adding a pair of my old glasses to complete the desired effect. I looked at myself in the mirror and squealed, because I knew how mom would react to seeing me this way.
• Just like when I had dressed in my leather slave girl outfit, I couldn't resist taking a few selfies on my phone. I then sat down on our bed and put myself in the most innocent pose I could think of: I sat on the edge of the bed with my ankles crossed, then skirt coming down to just above my knees, my free hand in my lap, looking up at the phone with wide innocent eyes behind the glasses, and biting my lips as if I was afraid I was in trouble. I checked the picture and it was perfect. I then sent it to mom with the text, "Mommy, I can't find my bra. I'm sorry, but I think I may have lost it."