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Subject: Title story: "MY MOTHER, MY DATE" Author: Incest Son 55121759
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Date: Sun, 25 Sep 2005 04:16:08 +0000
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MY MOTHER, MY DATE
My mother is, to put it bluntly, a very sexy woman. At 46 she still turns heads
at the country club, malls, or wherever there is an appreciative male audience.
Because she takes extraordinary care of herself with diet and regular sessions
at the local gym, and because I look much older than my 27 years, strangers
often misinterpret our relationship. Out for dinner or a movie, Mom and I are
often mistaken for two people on a date! In fact, there have been times when it
could've been embarrassing if we both didn't laugh it off.
Actually, I didn't find it funny at all. When mom and dad divorced a couple of
years ago. she did a lot of dating, and I invariably hated those men. I was
always glad when she broke up with them and spent more time with me again. It
wasn't until a few weeks ago that I realized I was more than just routinely
jealous of my mom's affections.
I was jealous just like a lover! That realization shook me up pretty bad, but
not so much as when Mom brought it up herself! We were having a nightcap in
the living room when she suddenly looked over the top of her glass and
dropped the bomb.
"I know the reason why you're so miserable when I date a lot, Sam," she smiled.
"You resent those guys, but not because you think I'm serious with them."
"What is it then?" I asked, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.
"You want me for yourself," she said evenly.
"Mom!" At those incredible words. I felt the color drain from my face. I knew
where the blood was going because my cock suddenly started hardening!
"Don't say anything, baby. Just listen." We were beside each other on the couch,
so she put a reassuring hand on my knee and squeezed. "It's okay, son. I'm
flattered you feel this way. And you know something else?"
My throat was dry as a bone, and I swallowed hard.
"No... what?"
Mom squeezed my knee again before sliding her hand up my trembling thigh.
"I feel the same way when you go out on a date."
"Really, Mom?!"
I was incredulous! I wanted to take her in my arms and make love to her on the
spot, but something told me to let her make all the moves.
"I started getting these feelings for you right after I divorced your father."
She closed her hand over my crotch and squeezed the hardness inside my pants. I
shook like a leaf as she reached for the zipper and slowly lowered it. At the
same time Mom took my hand and put it on her breasts. At first I felt paralyzed
as my deepest, darkest fantasy began coming true, but then I grabbed a handful
of tit and squeezed. Mother sighed happily and continued her ...
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