Mama {Main Branch}

As the morning birds sang and the rays of the dawn pierced the gap between curtains I felt both tire leave my body and excitement fill it. The app was real! I could feel the sizable difference of my cock. Before I was no slouch but now, now I weld a true bitch breaker!

So what does this mean for Ms. Amari and Layla? I pondered before hearing the stirring of my first crush. I had never heard her early morning yawns before, she was so cute!

I turned onto my back so I could face her easily as we both woke but when I did I took notice to something I had forgotten. My morning wood! With my new cock there was no way this wasn’t obnoxiously obvious. Did I dare test my luck?

Nothing ventured, nothing gained Damon! I found my resolution. If this didn’t work out I could live with the embarrassment. Hopefully she would not think ill of me though.

“Morning Ms. Amari.” I said as she reached to the sky and stretched. Her robe complimented the shape of her breasts even when they were covered by her shirt. This was the first time I had been blessed enough to see her without makeup. Every small wrinkle made me more infatuated as I stared at her, gawking.

Her gorgeous face turned to me as she smiled then blushed, “Is my face that off putting without makeup?” She asked.

I vigorously shook my head and took a deep breath before speaking.

Honesty is the best policy, I guess. I thought.

“I would rather look at you like this everyday than anything else, Ms. Amari.” I admitted, lighting her blush aflame. She looked into my eyes before wrapping my face in her hands and doing something I have never experienced from her before.

She tenderly kissed my forehead.

“Thank you Damon, you’re quite the looker yourself so early in the morning. A man is very handsome when he can appreciate a woman you know.” She whispered before placing another kiss on my forehead. I couldn’t fight it off anymore. My morning wood hit its peak.

I wanted to panic, honestly I wanted to run to the bathroom right now. This was a good start but could I really go so far so easily?

Her personality will remain won’t it? Then she won’t just dive at me like some cougar. Fuck what do I do! Damn nerves!

My breathing hastened to a noticeable degree as she continued to look into my eyes, now with concern. “Damon, you okay sweetheart?” She asked as she began to examine me. She placed her gentle hand on my forehead, then my chest, then stomach.

Finding nothing wrong besides a high temperature and hard breathing she was going to exit the bed, “I’ll get you some water sweetheart. Stay right here.” As she rose her eyes caught the tent in the covers and I could see the dots connect as she froze.

“Oh, sweetheart. I uh, you should really save compliments like those for a girl your age.” She stammered as she eyed my cock.

Does the corruption get her to interpret things like this as flattery instead of something more taboo? No, corruption isn’t obliviousness. Is her motherly nature coming into play then? I wondered before coughing and taking another leap.

“Sorry Ms. Amari, but I did say no promises.” I could not hold eye contact as I said such a line, but I prayed it would work out.

Her breathing hastened as she looked into my eyes once again, “Y- you did say that. I guess I can’t hold it against you then.” She muttered. The contemplation on her face was as cute as it was worrying. My voice caught in my throat, I reached my limit of boldness at the moment. I definitely believed in the app but even then, one leap too far and this could be over before it begins.

I cleared my throat before speaking, “So, what’s for breakfast?” I asked hoping she would take the olive branch.

She blinked repeatedly as she cleared her head before removing the cover fully and standing. Her voice was still a pitch high but I could tell she appreciated the out I had gave her.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart. I want to cater to you for a while.” She admitted as she began to step towards our door.

That ass would make a good start. My lustful anger began to fill my head with images of Ms. Amari arched over on a table. Strands of ramen filling her ass crack as the juices flowed over her pussy onto the table, slurping on her body seasoned delicacy. Maybe even a kiss to her pucker as the meal ended.

I might have more of an ass fetish than I realized…

“Sweety? What do you want to eat?” Ms. Amari asked her face worried about my silence.

I waved my hand dismissing her concern, “It would be a waste not to eat your delicious soup so lets have that. Thanks Ms. Amari.” I said. My heart began to pound as she walked on my side of the bed approaching me. My erection had yet to leave and we both were very aware of it.

Just don’t say something stupid. Do not say something stupid. Nothing stupid! I began to panic as her hand caressed my cheek once more and she gently kissed my forehead. The kiss lasted a few moments, my heart accelerated while my soul felt at peace.

“I know I could never replace her, but I hope one day you can call me Mama.” She whispered into my ear before standing straight. Her warm breath mixed with her words of yearning love felt as if they made a nest in my heart.

“Feel free to come out after you get your, um, event, taken care of.” She spoke softly with a warm smile and walked quickly out of the room before I could gather my thoughts.

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Looking to the sky, a tear dropped from my eye, “Heaven is real…”