Lesbian BlackmailMDN/Gives in
From Create Your Own Story
Your mom's shoulder's drop, as she says, "Fine, but your father can never find out about this."
You smile and say, "He won't. Just so long as you do what I say. You can talk about how you don't like it all you want. In fact, I think you should tell me how you don't like it every step of the way. No matter what I tell you to do, you have to act like it is the worst thing on earth." You can't believe it is working.
Your mom, with a serious look on her face, says, "That won't be too difficult, since being blackmailed by my daughter into a lesbian relationship is the worst thing on earth."
You have never seen your mom naked, though have tried to get a peak at her in the shower without success. The video was at such a bad angle that you can't even guess what she looks like under her clothes. You are about to change that.
You say, "Take off all your clothes."
Your mom says, "This is just wrong."
You smile as you watch your mom remove her clothes and put them in a pile. She saves her bra and panties for last. First, she removes her bra and you see her c cup tits. You always thought they were bigger than yours, but never knew for certain until now. Then she removes her panties and reveals a full bush. You have never liked eating pussy and getting pubic hair in your mouth, so you decide to do something about it.
As your mom stands there, waiting for you to tell her what to do, you ogle her tits. You don't care that she can see you looking at her in a state of desire. You want to grab those tits and suck on her nipples. You want to feel her hands on your tits while she does the same to your own nipples. Your eyes slowly move down to her flat stomach, her massive bush, her toned legs. Your eyes head up to her bush.
You say, "Damn, mom, surprised you don't trim that shit."
Her face flashes red, and says, "That is none of your business. And don't call me mom while we are like this. It is hard enough to be blackmailed by my own daughter. You don't have to say it."
You smile and say, "It is my business, now, and I will call you mom whenever I want. Get into the bathroom so you can trim that shit."
You get out of bed as she walks to her bathroom and stare at her ass. There is a little bit of a sag, but you don't mind. You are tempted to grab it, but fight the urge. You are also tempted to have her bend over so you can see her asshole,but manage to fight that urge as well.
When you are both in the bathroom, you hand her your father's beard trimmer and watch as she gets to work. Slowly the bush fades to a trim, and you have a much clearer view. Once she has finished trimming her bush you examine it. It is close enough to the skin that you can see her pussy folds hiding the treasure. Her pussy might not be wet, but yours is soaked.
You have your mom:
