Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)

Chapter 7 by huhwhatwhyreally huhwhatwhyreally

What Do You Do Now?

Go Home

You have always been someone who was prepared. You had a great deal of power in front of you; you needed to go home and start planning on how to best use it. You get in your car and drive back to your house. As you pull into the driveway, your mom comes out the front door.

"Hello honey! So glad you're back from school. Did you get to cum enough today?" Your mom said.

You were stunned by this question. Never did you think that sentence would leave your mom's mouth. You started to get uncomfortable and quickly blurted out, "sure mom, sure". You then walk past her as quickly as you can, enter your home, and make your way into your bedroom.

You wonder why your mom would've asked you that. Your mom had always been a pretty cool mom. Part of it owed to her appreciation of you in spite of your looks and lack of social skills. The other part was due to how, as your friends put it, how much of a MILF she was. You were never sexually attracted to your mom, but you appreciated her beauty. She was about 5" 7", straight blonde hair that went to her shoulders. Bright blue eyes, a small crinkled nose, and a nice set of lips. Her boobs were quite big. Every one of your friends who met her had to comment on them. She had long legs too and a huge butt. Not bad huge though; the kind of huge that guys liked.

She was always very supportive of you though. When you got beat up in school she would tend to your wounds and tell you that you were a good kid. When you would only get an A- instead of your usual perfect grade on a paper she would still yell in excitement and post your assignment on the fridge. She was actually a pretty decent mom. As far as moms went.

As you thought about all the good your mom had done for you, it started to make sense to you why she asked that. As the beings said, all of society was aware of your "urges". That means your mom would be too. She would be concerned if you weren't ejaculating enough. That made you feel less creeped out about what she said. As soon as you calmed yourself down, you heard a knock on the door. "Honey, it's your mom, I wanted to talk to you."

What Does Your Mom Want?

Want to support CHYOA?
Disable your Ad Blocker! Thanks :)