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Subject: Title story: "MY SON FIXED MY LIGHT" Author: Incest Mom 78680139
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Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2006 19:40:52 +0000
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MY SON FIXED MY LIGHT My husband was out of town on a business trip for three
weeks, leaving me with little to do except play with myself. I used my fingers
once in a while, and sometimes, I used a dildo. I tried sucking the dildo for
satisfaction, but it just wouldn't work. I needed a real, live, hard, fleshy
cock to suck on. I loved cocks, especially sucking on them. I liked the feel of
a big dick in my hand, but especially in my mouth. There was nothing like the
taste and feel of a big, fat cock jerking and throbbing in my mouth as it filled
me with a load of hot, milky cum. I decided that a nice, hot shower was in order
early one morning, and I turned on the hot water. Something was wrong. After
being in the shower for about two minutes, the water went cold. I got out and
dried off, and stood there, shivering, wondering if Jason, my son, could light
the pilot light on the water heater, or at least figure out what was wrong. I
sat and had a cup of coffee, feeling horny as hell. Jason came in the kitchen,
looking for his breakfast. I stood there in my robe and told him about the water
heater. I fixed him a cup of coffee and some eggs and toast, and sat beside him
as he ate. I noticed that he had been staring at me in my short robe. I wondered
if he had seen my pussy and ass as I had bent over. Just the thought of it sent
thrills through me. "I'll look at it, Ma," he said. "I dunno much about them,
but there's gotta be instructions on them somewhere." He was a handsome guy,
with light hazel eyes and short-cropped brown hair. The light brown, fuzzy hairs
peppering the small part of his chest seemed to turn me on for some reason, and
I knew that my face reddened. It wasn't that he knew what I was thinking. What I
was thinking was that it meant that he had a hairy cock, and that was the kind
of cock that I liked in particular. He finished his breakfast and went into the
garage, bringing back a tool box. He walked down the hallway to the water
heater, and I heard rattling noises. I sat at the table, sipping my coffee. I
heard him rattle something around, some tools or something. I sat there,
frustrated. I needed my dildo. I reached under my robe and touched my clit, just
teasingly. What feeling, I thought. I touched myself again and whimpered lightly
as I touched a really tingly nerve. I looked up. My son was standing there in
the hallway, looking at me. Without saying a word, he came and stood right
beside me, looking down at my hairy snatch as I fingered it. I looked at his
crotch and could see a throbbing bulge there. I reached over ...
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