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My mom turned and leant against the side of the pool with her arms on the side and her back facing me. I looked at her for a second and I nearly lost all self control as lust began taking over. I approached her from behind. I slowly untied the strings of her bikini, my hands then slid down to her waist then around to her front and up to cup and caress her breasts. I stepped forward and began to grind my crotch up against her a**. I groped and rubbed up to her for a few seconds feeling my hardening c*** bulging through my shorts. Then my excitement grew as I felt her a** push back against me and heard her moan,”Mmmmmm baby.” I groped more and began kissing her neck, she responded with more moaning, her hands then covered mine aiding my groping. After a few seconds she turned around and kissed me, I returned the kiss and our lips locked. She slipped a hand down my trunks and I felt her fingers wrap around my c*** and began to gently stroke it. It got rock hard and bigger than it ever had before. I smiled at her and she seemed a little shocked, “Ooh, you are big now.” I responded by fondling her t*** more and saying, “I could say the same about you.” She giggled and then whispered in my ear in her sexiest dirtiest voice, “You are a naughty boy playing with your mom’s t***.” I looked into her s*** brown eyes and said, “My c*** is throbbing for you.

We got out of the pool, she stopped before entering the villa and untied her bikini bottoms, they dropped to the floor revealing her perfect bare a** which I instantly spanked. She giggled and led me to the room with a large double bed. She turned to kiss me, but I pushed her back onto the bed. She fell back and her legs opened revealing her shaven p****, I wanted her so badly. I climbed onto the bed and over her. As her hands explored my chest, I leant in and kissed her gently, as I did my c*** rubbed against her p****. She let out a small groan and bit her lip giving me the sexiest look I had ever seen, her breathing became heavier as she got more excited. “Do you want me baby?” she said with a grin already knowing the answer. “Oh mom I want all of you so much,” I replied hungerly. “Mmmm, then push that big c*** deep inside me.”

I moved I between her legs and I lifted them, putting her calves under my arms with her knees bent. I held onto her thighs as I lined myself up and slowly pushed my hips forward sliding my throbbing d*** deep inside her tight p****. She let out a loud moan as I entered her until I was as deep as I could go, she was screaming with pleasure, “Oh yes, oh baby, please f*** me!”

I leaned forward while thrusting my hips allowing me to f*** her hard, slow and deep. “Oh yes, so big, so good,” she screamed and moaned with each thrust.

“Oh mom I’m getting close,”

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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.