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Subject: Title story: "A Lonely Mommy" Author: Incestor 50592924
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Date: Wed, 03 Aug 2005 18:15:30 +0000
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A Lonely Mommy
by ThomX ©
The first time I committed incest with my son Kevin was when he was 18 years
old. He was a senior in high school, so he was still living at home. His bastard-of-a-
father left me almost ten years earlier for a younger woman, and that shattered
whatever was left of my self-esteem. Because of what he did to me, I hadn't been
with a man since the day he left, sexually or otherwise. The only man in my life
now was my beloved son Kevin. So it may not be so surprising what eventually
became of our already close relationship.
The first day it happened I had barged in on him while he was masturbating in
his room. I was bringing in some of his clothes into his room that I had just
got through washing. He apparently got so horny that he forgot to lock his door
when I came barging into the room carrying the clothes basket. He was fucking
himself contently with his pants and boxer shorts around his knees and didn't
notice me in the room at first. Then he gazed over at me standing in the doorway
of his bedroom with this horrified look in his eye.
"Mom!" he yelled at me as he tried to cover himself with his hands.
I didn't think it was such a big deal myself. I mean, I was well aware of what
teenaged boys did in the privacy of their own rooms and wasn't shocked at all by
him doing this. But he was understandably embarrassed because, hey, what boy
wants their mom catching them jacking off? I just turned my head to the side and
remarked casually, "Oops, sorry!"
I was about to walk out of his room and let him finish up, but, something inside
of me made me turn back around and have a second look. I probably should've just
turned around and walked out of my son's room altogether without looking back,
but I had to take just one more peek.
And that's when it all started.
I hadn't seen a man's penis since my ex-husband left me and subsequently
divorced me for that two-timing tart. So I wasn't prepared at all to see my
son's fully-developed penis. I guess he thought I was walking out of his room
because he had stopped trying to cover himself when I started to turn around to
initially leave his room. Or maybe, just maybe, he wanted me to see his schlong.
Whatever the reason, when I turned back around to have my peek, I could clearly
see his hard, throbbing dick from where I was standing. And it turned me on! I
dropped the clothes basket on the floor and slowly began to stride across the
floor to my sexy, well-endowed son. I couldn't seem to take my eyes off my son's
cock. The last time I had seen his penis was when he was just a ...
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