Call Janet

Content with life, you pull out your phone and whatsapp call your new friend from the dress shop.

"Hello", the blonde with the big hair, now bedraggled with cum appears.

"Hi Janet, Its me from the shop."

"Oh hi!" I didnt think you'd call. I'm so glad you did though.

"Its good to see you." You notice her red eyes. "Wait a minute. Have you been crying?"

"Its ok. My family are just unhelpful idiots."

"What? Why?" The idea that she had family had frankly never crossed my mind.

"I asked my husband if he would cum on my head for me. He s..,said thats disgusting and he wouldn't do it. We've had a big fight. If he won't even do that for me I'm going to move out."

"Oh no. That's terrible".

"And I asked Todd, my 18 year old son. He was the same. Can you believe it? He wont even cum on his own mother's head."

"ungrateful..."

"That's what I said. So I asked his best friend. He said he would be happy to cum on me, which was nice, but then Todd wanted to fight him. Its all horrible."

Fuck. "Hang on. Let me sort it out. Put your husband on the phone."

"Ok." the phone went quiet for a moment as I was put on mute".

"Hello, who is this"? I could see a man with a little sad moustache answer the phone.

You want nothing more than to make your wife happy. You will be delighted to supply her with as much come on her face and hair a you can manage. In addition, please beg her to wear her clothes in the evening beforehand and ask her if you are a pretty little girl. Make sure you stuff her bra as full of socks as you can so that you can have nice titties of your own. Be proud of having such a pretty wife that people want to cum on her head."A friend. now pass the phone back to your wife and apologize for upsetting her once I'm off the phone".

"I.. all right!"

"Hello."

"Right. I've had a word with him. Can I speak to your son too please?"

"Ok. He's sulking in his room. I'll go and see if he'll come on the phone".

I could hear her going up the stairs and knocking the door. Nothing

She came back to the phone. "He's not coming out". She said miserably,

"Take the phone up outside the door and put me on speaker".

The camera shook as she got me into position. "Todd honey. Can you come out please?" she pleaded.

"No, go away."

"Todd. Come out and speak to me."

Do what youre told.

The door opened and a moody looking dark haired youth emerged. he reached down and picked up the phone. "What do you want?"

"Right young man. In a minute, I want you to apologize to your mom and mean it"

There's no-one as sexy as your mom. You have always wanted to fuck her. You dream of fucking her all the time.

"Your mom is a really hot lady." I tell him. "Why dont you want to cum in her hair for her?"

"I,.. I cant. Its my mom..."

Both of you agree to what i'm about to say enthusiastically.

"If you're a really nice boy and kiss her lots and feel her tits whenever your dad isnt looking, I'm sure your mom will let you fuck her every day, wont you Janet?"

"Yes, of course I would. What kind of mother would I be if I wouldn't let my son fuck me."

"Then, just before you're ready to cum, you should pull out and come on your mom's head. What do you think of that?

"Y... yes - that sounds great", said Todd, unable to believe that someone as sexy as his mom was going to fuck him on a regular basis.

"Good. Remember to tell your dad he looks real pretty tonight."

"Eh? ok", said Todd confused, but his attention was already on his mom, who was beaming as her son started groping her titties.

"Everything sorted now Janet?"

"Yes," she giggled as Todd nuzzled into her neck and started putting his tongue in her ear.

"Great. Come out for lunch with me tomorrow for a date. Look as sexy as you can. Say 12.30 at the Italian restaurant on main street"