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Zee is my mother. I wanted to say that right up front because I want to tell my story straight. Anyway there aren't a lot of places you can tell a story like this unless people know what it's about beforehand so it seems silly to write half the story and then say "Oh by the way…" Who's surprised?

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Jake's mother had just begun rubbing her sons cock through his shorts, which were now tented by his 8 inch member. Jake and his mother locked eyes for a brief moment before Jake winced with pleasure. Breaking the silence with a moan, Jake finally said: "Don't stop Mom..."

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Curtis and I were best friends growing up. In high school, we competed with each other in sports and academics. I was the captain of the football team. He was the captain of the basketball team. I graduated just ahead of him for the highest GPA but his SAT score was 100 points better than mine. He got a scholarship to an Ivy League school while I accepted an appointment to a national service academy. He was the embodiment of every parent's dream son.

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A stream of consciousness approach... A moment where all reason is usurped by desire...continues its formation and growth in the hyperreal of my mind... All I can think about right now is how much I need to release your breasts from their black and pink laced prison.

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Editor's Note: story contains nonconsentual sex. * The only time that wrestling comes to our small city and my best buddy Kerry can't make it, I called around trying to find someone else who wanted to go. Coming up empty with every call, I sat on the couch with my other two buddies' Bobby and Mike.

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This an absolutely true story, although the names have been altered, and obviously I cannot vouch for the actual words used in the conversations – but the gist of them is more or less true, and certainly the events are as I remember them to this day. Apart, that is, from the scene in the restaurant with Zena where I exaggerated her mode of dress, but not too much. She really did buy a new mini-dress for the occasion.

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Public School had ended on Thursday of last week so on Monday morning Robin slept in. After finishing her junior year at the top of her high school class her mind needed a break. Many hours of reading, studying, doing web searches had cooked her brain and now it needed a rest. She heard her mother making noises around 7AM as she prepared herself for work. Her mother had divorced her father around five years ago and had worked herself up from teller in the local bank to an account representative.

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Thinking back on it now, it all happened so slowly over a long period of time, probably three years, maybe longer. My mother had me out of wedlock when she was 16 and in 1953 that was the kind of thing that made so called decent people turn away from you when they passed you on the street. Even though my mom had been raped by her high school principal, it didn't matter.

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Technology is a wonderful thing. It has created an entire virtual world of passionate sexual activity. I have indulged this new and thrilling virtual existence in many ways. I just never dreamed it might include my mother. I married and was quickly left by a girl I met straight out of college. She was cute but a bit flighty.

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We texted back and forth the next day, and the day after that. I was like we were afraid to Skype again, for fear of, ... I don't know what. Afraid it would happen again? Not really, I wished it would. Afraid that she would be forever freaked out, once she had come back to reality? Very!

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