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Subject: Title story: "MY MOTHER, MY DATE" Author: Incest Son 127081293
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Date: Sun, 06 Jan 2008 02:50:12 +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 seduction ...
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