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Subject: Title story: "Mom's Throat" Author: INCESTOR 49980903
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Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 16:15:07 +0000
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Mom's Throat
"Tommy, where are you lover boy?" My mother called to greet me as she walked
through our front door. She had just got home from an important business trip
that had lasted 10 whole days.
"Mom? MMMOOOMMM!!! I rushed from my upstairs bedroom and leaped down the stairs,
barely touching the steps, and targeted my mothers outstretched arms. I rushed
into her soft breasts, nearly knocking her ten feet it seemed.
"OooHH TOMMY!!! MMMmmmm Honey! " smootch!!! smootch!!! smootch!!! She gave me a
great big bear hug and locked me in her arms so tight I could hardly breath.
"I MISSED YOU SOOOOooooo MUCH!!!!" she said, as tears were flowing profusely
from my mothers eyes. Her pretty face had a huge smile from ear to ear. She held
me back at arms length to get another good look at me, and then bear hugged me
again. I felt yet another round of hugs and wet smootches and enjoyed every
second of it. I missed her so bad I was crying too.
It was 7:30 in the evening, on a warm September Friday. I had just got home from
Junior Varsity football practice. So I still had on my jock strap and full red
sweats with our school logo on them.
"Wanatchee Wildcats won again mom." I was talking about the varsity team of
course, which nearly won the state championship last year. They looked like
they were even better this year, so everyone in town was closely following them
in the news.
I had just turned fifteen and started highschool. Because I was big and strong
for my age, I was made a defensive end on the JV team, jumping ahead of the
sophomore squad.
Mom held a hand up to my face, and began softly stroking my cheek. "Isn't your
first big game tomorrow Tommy?"
"Yeah, coach busted our nuts today. I think we're ready though." I was
definitely being brutally honest. My nuts felt busted alright. Like two ripe
walnuts being shelled using a nutcracker!!!
I always save myself for mom when we are apart. That's because I know how much
she loves the extra thick gobs of my sperm, that never form any other way than
when my ballsack has lots of time to rest and produce them. The gobs I had now
had a whopping ten days to form. Something mom was very much aware of and could
hardly keep off her mind.
That has only ever happened once before. It was on the day we first consummated
our love. A very special day just last May, that my mother and I will cherish
the rest of our entire lives together.
"How are they feeling honey? Are you doing ok?" She asked me as we turned to
walk towards the kitchen. She had her arm draped affectionately over my
shoulder. Our steps ...
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