A young man and his mother attend an out-of-town wedding
There isn’t much build-up to this story, because there wasn’t much build-up to what happened. At least from my point-of-view. I had begun thinking about Mom in that way some time before, but never saw any indication that she might reciprocate. We had always been really close, but she was also always Mom. At first, that worked against all my deep dirty feelings, but it soon became indistinguishable from them, became what turned me on most, made it so I couldn’t separate Mom-as-Mom in all her comfort and warmth from her beauty and body. Or how she had me playing with myself every single … Read more