Just because I’m a mom with Big tits, doesn’t mean Im just a naughty Pervert. Believe it or not there have been times when I’ve Attended church. All Different Denominations. Though I must say, My reasoning for attending the Catholic church had no religious preface, it was purely for my own selfish sexual pleasure.
There has always been something about My sons friend August. A young man that I wanted to corrupt, from the moment that I first met him. The way his glasses looked on his handsome face, were the focal point of many finger banging late night masturbation sessions. One Night, He sat telling us all about the works of being an altar boy in the Catholic church and invited us to go and see him. I finger fucked myself and used toys thinking of how innocent he is, and how I wanted to do so many filthy things to him.
Go Before Us O Lord, In this Our Sacrifice of Prayer and Praise
August was a good boy, too good. The kind of strapping young man that was raised up to Be good, and always do the right thing. Love God, Do good works, and repent for all your sins. The sexual Tension showed all over him. I thought of how he would look, concentrating and so contrite as he jacked his hard cock. His eyes were always looking at my tits when he talked to me. I wondered had he ever masturbated while thinking of me.
We went to Mass, and I was dead locked. My Gaze on August. The way he looked so innocent in that long white robe, lighting the candles with precision. The sweet little sly smile he flashed at me as I sat on the pew, Cunt soaking wet thinking of all the ways I wanted to turn such a good catholic boy, inside fucking out. I wanted to fuck him and own his virginity. Keeping it as a Naughty Mommy Trophy.
That Sunday After mass, August came home with us and I sent my boys off to the grocery store to pick up stuff for us, for dinner. I said I needed August to stay with me, because I was curious to learn more about what he did as an altar boy. My Boys left, and I knew I needed to work fast.
I needed His Hard Teen Cock Deep inside me
Walking into my bedroom, and dressing down to a purple silk robe, naked underneath. I called for August. Sitting on my bed and Facing him in the entrance of my doorway. I gave him a come hither wagging finger.
“Yes Ma’am?”
August stood in front of me. I told him that in all actuality, I just wanted to spend time with him. I told him how sexy he was, and how I couldn’t stop thinking about him. My face worried, I asked how in the world could I repent for wanting him the way I did? How Could I ask for forgiveness for wanting to fuck my sons best friend, I felt so naughty and I knew it was wrong, but I just wanted him so badly.
His mouth hung agape, and he stuttered, not being able to form words. I reached my hand out towards him, and he stepped closer. My Hand grabbing his young hard cock. It excited him. “We have to be quick before the boys get back” I said, shuffling my hands to pull him out of his crisp khakis.
His cock was beautiful, 7.5 inches and uncut, erect, Hard and pulsating. Not wanting to use my mouth on August too much, as I wanted to feel his young Hard teen cock inside me. I moved him, and shoved him back on my married bed, letting my robe fall open to shown him my big tits, and soft mom body. His hands grabbed my milky mom boobs. I grabbed his cock and pulled it into my cougar pussy, riding him too shreds, and claiming his virginity. My hips bucked hard, and my pussy gulped him. Fucking him hard and fast, grinding deep, and forcing the cum from his young cock, so deep into my mommy pussy.
August told me that for naughty thoughts, and sins of the flesh the faith of his church said that you must repent so you can be forgiven of your sins.
Hail Mary full of Grace, The Lord is with Thee, Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb.
As Promised,
I have greatly sinned, in my thoughts, my words and My actions, and I plan to continue.
