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I Love Being a Fantasy Mom

fantasy momI like being a fantasy mom to my callers; but, I love being the real thing. I was having drinks with a girlfriend last night. She came over because she wanted to talk. I was liberal with the wine. She started telling me things with her husband are rocky because he is cheating on her with some college coed more than half his age. She has a son. My middle son and he are good friends at school. My friend knows about my incest lifestyle, but she has never gone down that route with her son. I thought it was time to fess up about my relationship with her teen son. I have been fucking him for him for months. He calls me mommy because he wants his own mother. She handled the news better than I expected. I told her bluntly that he is fucking me because he wants to be fucking her. If a woman’s husband won’t fuck her and her son will, then that is a no brainer to me. As we were getting drunker and talking about incest, my middle son woke up. He didn’t realize I had company. He had a hard on and he wanted his mommy to help him, so he could go back to sleep. He was embarrassed and tried to act like he was sleep walking, but I assured him it was okay. I brought him over to me, pulled his sleep pants down and blew him in front of my friend. She watched for a few moments then she said, “Let me help.” I let her do the honors of getting my baby boy back to bed. She needed to taste his young cock and his cum. I knew from her expressions and sounds that once my son’s cum touched her lips, she was going to go home and fuck her son. I may have lost a young lover, but I helped a friend.


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