Synopsis.... How my beautiful slender forty-four year old mother has a maternal nature which I am happy to take advantage of; this leads me to a relationship which is out of the ordinary to say the least. It started with her still letting me breastfeed even though I was now at school aged 16 years of age; not only that be she allows me to do it whenever I want.
Mom is tired of the screw & sleep deal she gets with her long distance trucker hubby, meanwhile son is turned on by her style of glasses. Mom is told by friend, 'Son may be aroused by her in glasses and when she brings in his coffee, things happen.
I was watching TV with great interest when suddenly my mother's hand reached into my crotch. I was shocked and wondered how dare my mother do that when my father was sitting next to me! I gently pushed my mother, but she ignored me and held my penis with her hand and gently stroked it. Because of the magazine blocking it, my father didn't notice my mother's little action, but I was still very scared. I sat there motionless and let my mother play with my penis.
In this tale a son tells the tale of his scheming mother’s rise from trailer trash to sophisticated socialite using her sexual charms. She humiliates her son by telling his friends and family about the time she caught him masturbating with her panties. He waits his time but eventually he his revenge.
Bored and boring. That's what Julie thought, until she discovered something new about herself and her family. It led to a new life for Julie and her family, literally and metaphorically. IMPORTANT: Check the codes before you read! This story is written tongue-in-cheek, but it's not for everyone. It was an unsolicited contribution to a challenge going on in the Storiesonline discussion group.
Sex Contents: Some Sex | Genre: Fantasy Tags: Ma/Fa, Consensual, Fiction, Incest, Son, Grand Parent, Light Bond, Oral Sex Downloads: 4898 Votes: 75 | Score: 6.29 Size: 44KB | 9,025 words |
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I threw my mother on the bed with my heart pounding. The drunk mother lay on the big bed, her clothes a little messy. I suddenly remembered the hypnosis book. (Beast, go to hell... go to hell!) I pulled my mother up and let her lean against the head of the bed. My mother struggled and twisted her sexy body.