Mom's Man
Since I was 28 and my mother was 49 she initiated a sexual relationship with me. At the time, my stepfather was dying of cancer and, during my week long visit for Thanksgiving something happened mom and I didn't intend; we fell in love. Our affair continued during and after my stepfather's passing. Although we lived together in guise of a son caring for his widowed mom, behind closed doors we lived as a couple. It wasn't uncommon for mom and I to have sex as often as three to six times a day. We couldn't keep our hands off each other.
Although my mother had a hysterectomy years earlier, she was obsessed with the idea of me cumming inside her. Mom believed next to having a child together a man cumming inside a woman was as close as a man and woman could get. The fact I was her son made it more symbolic of a mother and son becoming one again. Carrying my seed inside her was her way of expressing her love.
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