"Mom, I wish that you were my mommy-wife. You and I married a year after dad died. We fell in deep love, and we're in a blissful romance."
Rings appeared on our fingers and photos appeared of us happy together. Memories of our relationship appeared in my mind, ranging from the mundane to the most intimate. Shocked by my wishs effectiveness I decided to continue.
I wished my dick to be bigger and I made my body muscular, adding a few inches of height. I wished mom to become 5'1, and made her thinner. I shaved off a few years from her physical appearance and made her hair a fuller longer dark brown. I made her tits into FF cups, toned her stomach, and made her ass bigger and perky. I smoothed the featured of her face into more feminine and got rid of all hair below her neck. Too make her a little more to my taste, I pierced her nipples and made them super sensitive. I even wished for her to have a bigger libito and a higher stamina.
By the time I was done, my mom was now a hot milf who stared at me with those lusty blue eyes of her. I changed her into an outfit of my choice: a tiny black thong, some sheer stocking held to her thong with a garter belt. Sky high, black heels adorned her feet.
Reaching for her, i wrapped my arm around her tiny waist, and hauled her to me. I latched my mouth to one of her nipples and began to suck. Rolling her nipple piercing around my tongue, I felt her convulse against me. Her moans filled my ears, "oh, baby...yessss."
I reached for the bald pussy under her thong and began to finger her. Immediately, her thick juices coated my fingers. For having given birth, moms pussy was tighter than any of the other girls I dated. With another hand, I grabbed for her thick locks and pulled her mouth to mine after letting go of her tit. Her small hands reached for my zipper and let my member pop free. Before I knew it, she was on my lap, her core rubbing against my pulsing cock.
For a few seconds, i thought about my mother and I. I thought about how often she cried after dad, i thought about the lust in her eyes as I crossed the line of our mother-son relationship, and proceeded to lick her pussy late at night. Finally, I thought about the vows we made the day we married and how adamantly we kept them.
Once I was back in the present, I slammed into my mother's core with renewed passion. Wrapping herself around me, I felt her walls squeeze me and heard her shuttered moans at the shell of my ear. Before I knew it, we were both coming.
My mother, enjoying the feel of my dick inside her, asked for another round. Luckily, I was hard within seconds (without magic too), and the night continued.