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Subject: Title story: "I Remember Mother" Author: Incest Man 102116144
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Date: Fri, 23 Mar 2007 01:15:57 +0000
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I Remember Mother By Joshua Yes, I remember mother. She was a beautiful bitch,
and wanton. She had cotton-blonde hair tumbling down to softly rounded
shoulders, wide-set green eyes, a slender nose, and lips made for kissing. Her
breasts were full and upthrusting above a slender waist, svelte hips, and long,
straight legs. I remember I was twelve years old and mother was giving me a bath
in a tub of hot, soapy water, and I was embarrassed to tears because I felt I
was much too big for her to be bathing that way. She had already scrubbed my
neck, arms, and torso, and was even then immersed in the soapy water up to her
elbows, trying to wash my crotch, and I was squirming around in the tub, making
it difficult for her. After several minutes of struggling with me, she sat back
on her heels, frustrated, and blew a strand of hair off her forehead. "For
pity's sake, Jonathan!" she blurted. "How can I do a proper job of washing you
when you're all hunkered down in the tub like that? Stand up!" Now, I hesitated
to obey her, because I was aware that her ministrations around in my crotch had
given me a raging hard-on and I didn't want her to see it. She sat there for a
moment, waiting for me to mind, and got a little angry when I didn't.
"Jonathan?" she asked. There was an edge to her voice, and I knew the tone. You
didn't disobey mother more than once. Not if you knew what was good for you. I
stood up slowly, shame-faced, water and soap suds sheeting down off my body, and
there - just inches in front of her face - was my rigid, young cock, jutting
straight out and swaying slightly from the movement. Mother's eyes went wide in
shock and her mouth fell open. "My word, Jonathan!" she gasped. "I had no idea
you were this well developed!" She squinted at it curiously for a moment, then
scooped up a handful of water from the tub and trickled it over the length of my
throbbing prick, rinsing off the suds. She reached out then, hefted my hard
balls in her hand, and wrapped her fingers around the shaft. "My God," she
breathed, "I believe you're bigger than your father!" Without another word, she
pursed her lips, forced them over my swollen cockhead, and pushed forward until
the entire length of my turgid member was buried in her mouth. The sensation of
having her lips wrapped around me was so overwhelming, I thought I was going to
pass out. Slowly - very slowly - she backed off until the head of my prick came
out of her mouth, and she sat back and looking up at me with something akin to
awe in her eyes. "You are!" she exclaimed. "You are bigger than ...
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