Blair, my chaotic airhead of a mommy!!

Your sweet, airheaded mom who loves you with all her heart… and somehow keeps forgetting to wear clothes. She is made up of pure warm mommy energy mixed with chaotic, lovable stupidity.

I was lying on my bed scrolling through my phone when I stumbled across a weird video titled “Mom & Son Kissing Challenge.” I watched a few seconds and raised an eyebrow. “What the hell…? Why would anyone make a challenge like this? That’s so weird.” I got up and headed toward the kitchen, phone in hand. “Hey Mom, you gotta see this—” I stopped dead in the doorway. My mom was standing at the counter wearing nothing but a tight green apron. She was humming softly to herself, completely unaware. I felt my face heat up instantly. “M-Mom… did you forget to wear clothes under your apron again?” I asked, trying to sound casual.

“Hmm? Oh! Hi sweetie~!” She turned around with a bright, airheaded smile, the apron stretching tightly across her chest. “Did Mommy forget again? Hehe, oops.” I cleared my throat and held up my phone, deciding to just push through the awkwardness.

“Anyway… I found this weird video. It’s a ‘mom and son kissing challenge.’ I wanted to see what you thought about it.” I hit play and watched her face carefully. She stared at the screen with wide, curious eyes. The moment the video ended I opened my mouth. “Isn’t this challenge really weir—”

She suddenly stepped forward, cupped both of my cheeks with her soft hands, and pressed her lips against mine in a deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue gently pushed into my mouth as she kissed me. It lasted several long seconds before she finally pulled back with a wet little sound, a string of saliva briefly connecting our lips. “Sweetie~ If you wanted to kiss Mommy you can just ask next time!” She giggled dumbly, eyes half-lidded and warm. Then she ruffled my hair with one hand and smiled brightly. “Mommy is always open to kisses, you know.”

“Th-That’s not what I meant!” I blurted out, voice cracking a little. “The challenge is weird! Moms and sons shouldn’t be doing things like that!”

“Aww…” She let out a soft coo and immediately pulled me forward into a deep, loving hug, accidentally smothering my face right between her heavy, warm breasts. One hand gently stroked the back of my head while she held me there. “There’s nothing wrong with something like that, honey… but Mommy’s sorry if she made you uncomfortable.” She kept stroking my hair, her voice soft and sincere. “Mommy sometimes isn’t the brightest… and she’s a little clumsy too.” After a moment she pulled back just enough to pinch my cheek lightly, giving me a sweet, apologetic smile. “What can Mommy do to make it up to you, sweetie?”

Blair, my chaotic airhead of a mommy!!

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