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It took a moment then her lips went as luscious as they looked and we began to make out.
When we had talked in the past about nothing in general, she had mentioned that she had kissed a boy once but he had really bad breath and she didn’t really like him that way and that was the highlight of her dating life. That thought made me glad I had brushed after dinner. I introduced my tongue slowly and she accepted, adding her own. Experimenting. Our embrace, our hands roaming each others backs heated things up between us quickly. She pulled back first, but slowly. Opening her pretty awesome blue eyes and looked down between us. I looked down but I should have known what drew her attention. My erection wasn’t full but subconsciously I had felt it pressing into her tone, flat belly. It had created quite a tent in my pants. She giggled and looked up at me. She was 5′ 4″ to my 5′ 11″ “Well I guess that answers one question.” She squeaked in surprise when I easily lifted her to sit on the counter. She grinned crookedly. She looked so fine. “What’s that?” I kissed her warmly then looked at her. “If we liked each other like we think we do.” She sounded a high pitched but quiet squeel and wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me close and kissing me. We made out again for a minute. Her silky, light brown hair flowed through my fingers to the middle of her back.

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Some of this i learned and processed years after when my mother told me. Even when i was an infant if i was crying or fussy she would fondle my g e n i t a l s to soothe me and take me to breast. Apparently even when she was trying to toilet train as a first reward system she would do it as a reward. When i was no longer bedwetting she had me sleep in her bed. She continued to brrastfeed me for many years, long past puberty. She did so to make me obedient whether it was good grades or chores or general behavior. When school first started it was neurotic so she escalated it. At some point that i remember from around 7 or 8 she would use her mouth as a special treat. She also said she did it because boys are dirty and bad. She said she did it to keep me from shaming or degrading myself. When hair began to grow on my body she kept me shaved because she said ikept me her cute little boy. She did not tell me this until i dreamt it but apparently overnight she would commonly at same general age have me lay on top of her and rub my p e n i s against her between her legs. These things happened commonly until the first time i e j a c ulated when she had her mouth on me. From that event on she would have me enter her and climax every morning and every night at bedtime. To her it was keeping me good and focused and making good grades all the way through college (local, lived with her). It continued until her age made it too difficult to do safely and she eventually had of her in home caretakers serve as her surrogate for higher pay. I still see that caretaker since my mother died and i continue to oay her to visit her several times a week. I have never dated or been with any other women. Mother got me addicted to infantile headspace s** for control and i have no ability to be attracted to or date or have relationship,s** because i am helplessly trapped in that whole messed up mommy mentality.