‘Oh, Johnny, let me show you my new toy.’ Dirty Mommy Rachel beckoned her son into her bedroom, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes as she held up a new addition to her collection.

Johnny’s eyes widened as he took in the sight. His mother’s bedroom was like a playground, filled with all sorts of toys and gadgets. But this new one was something he had never seen before.

‘What is it, mommy?’ he asked, his curiosity piqued.

‘It’s a special toy,’ she smirked, her fingers flicking a switch, causing the toy to vibrate and hum in her hand.

Johnny’s eyes widened even more as he realized what the toy was for. He had heard of such things before, but he never thought his own mother would have one.

‘Can I try it?’ he asked, his cheeks turning pink with excitement.

‘Of course, my dear boy,’ Rachel replied, her voice low and seductive. ‘That’s what it’s here for.’

Johnny eagerly reached out for the toy, his fingers trembling with anticipation. He was as excited as he was nervous, but he couldn’t resist the temptation.

‘Close your eyes,’ Rachel instructed, guiding his hand to his own body.

Johnny did as he was told, his breaths coming out in quick pants as he felt the toy making its way across his most sensitive areas. He had never felt such intense pleasure before, and he couldn’t stop himself from moaning.

‘Open your eyes, sweetheart,’ Rachel cooed, her other hand reaching down to stroke his hair.

Johnny opened his eyes to see his mother’s face inches from his own, her lips curved into a mischievous smile as she controlled the toy with one hand.

‘Does it feel good?’ she asked, her voice low and seductive.

Johnny could only nod, his body trembling with arousal.

‘Good,’ Rachel purred, increasing the intensity of the toy. ‘Because I want to play with you all day long, my little toy.’

And play they did. Johnny was lost in a whirlwind of pleasure, his mother taking him to new heights he never thought possible. He begged for more, and Rachel happily obliged, making his toys curl and his body ache for more.

When they were finally spent, Rachel pulled Johnny into her arms, holding him close and placing gentle kisses all over his face.

‘You’re always my favorite toy, Johnny,’ she whispered, her hand tenderly stroking his hair.

And in that moment, Johnny knew that he would always be his dirty mommy’s little play toy, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.