Mommy Son Role Play Fantasy, Every boy loves his mother, but not all of them have a mommy fantasy. We all love to complain about Men being a Mama’s boy, but when my boyfriend came to me with an incest roleplay, I played along. He wants to regress to his younger years, and I am going to be his mother for a night. I’ve met his mom, and she’s a hot MILF, so I can’t blame him for wanting to explore a mommy son role play fantasy about her. I even shopped in her closet without permission. We need to make all fantasies feel like a reality. When a boy loves his mother, he should always get what he needs.

He kept his mother busy in the kitchen while I went into her room and took one of her dresses. She is stunning but dresses like June Cleaver. Respectful and very motherly. It was when I went into her dresser that I found the real woman. Panties in all shades of silk. Some of the undergarments bikini cut, and others french with ribbons and bows. I could tell under that loving exterior, a real woman waited. Her husband never let on that his wife was kinky, but then again, would he want the world to know?

Now I understand the mommy-son fantasy even more. She wants the world to think she is a saint, but deep down inside, she sins like the rest of us. Once I obtained the clothing, I didn’t show my boy what I found because I want it all to be a huge surprise for him. If he wanted his  mother before, he was going to crave her by the end of the evening. I even sprayed it all down with her signature perfume. When I set my mind to something, I make sure I do it right.

I left him in the living room with strict instructions to watch home movies of his childhood. During that time, I transformed into that mommy he craves. My boyfriend almost shot his load in his pants the moment I walked out in her blue dress, white apron, and her sexy high heels. She is beautiful, but I am one sexy bitch and he knows it.

Timid and shy, he came over, wrapping his arms around me, and kissed my cheek. I could feel his dick hard and press against my thigh. “Does my special boy need help with that?” I whisper in his ear. He nodded and turned red with embarrassment.  Leading him to his bedroom, Mommy took his pants down, gasping at the size.

I wrapped my hand around his incestuous cock, stroking him nice and slow. There was no hurry here. I want him to have the fantasy he craves. My delicate fingers stroking my “son’s” cock, using my softest lotion as a lubricant. It was the scent his mother gave me for Christmas, so I knew he would approve.

“My baby boy is being so good. Look at that cock growing for Mommy. I am so proud of you!”

I brought my lips to his dick, kissing the head to leave a smear of pink lipstick. He almost lost it right then, but I wanted him to “lose his virginity” to me. A boy loves his mommy-son fantasy, and I was beginning to love it too. Pushing him down on the bed, I pulled his pants off and my skirt up.  I was soaking wet, and needed to feel that cock inside of my honey hole. A quick removal of his mother’s panties and I straddled his cock, pushing him all the way inside of me.

“Oh god, baby, you got that big dick inside of Mommy finally. Look at you fucking your Mother,” I screamed out, the way his cock felt tonight was different. It didn’t feel like my pussy. It was his Mother’s pussy and he was living out a family fun fantasy in our bedroom. A few strokes in and he came inside of me. I wasn’t far behind. Maybe it was the filthy mommy son roleplay fantasy, or maybe, it was how sick and twisted we are becoming.