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Forced to take my Mother

... shrugged, "So since it makes me happy you should just go along with it." "Umm, okay." I said, trying to get off the awkward subject. "Hey, Mark, can I ask you something?" "Sure." I said trying not to sound nervous. "Do you think I'm sexy?" "You're my mother." I told her, "I...I don't see you like that." "No? Right now you don't think I look good?" "You...." I tried to speak around the growing tightness in my throat. "You're beautiful mom." "Thank you!" she smiled, "But that's not what I'm talking about. I want to know if you think I'm, you know, a cougar or a milf?" Midlife. The thought hit me like a slap in the face. That was all this was about. She was older, dad was going to be around younger women, she was worried she might not still have it and was trying to turn back the clock. I felt a wave of relief flood through me. That could even explain her wanting more attention and affection from me. I was no longer her little boy which to her was another sign of her age. This didn't address my own issues of seeing her exactly how it appeared she wanted to be seen, but if this was a mid life crises then it was just a phase and soon she would go back to normal and I would too. Taking a chance it wouldn't be the wrong thing to do, I managed a low whistle and smiling shook my head, "You're the hottest mom I know, you could be on those web sites!" Mom laughed and after kissing me affectionately on the cheek said, "Hey what web sites? What are you looking at on that lap top of ...

... yours?" "I..." again I blushed, but she waved her hand. 'I don't care, Mark. You're a man now," she touched my chest again "And an impressive one at that. You want to watch porn go for it," she winked, "I watch it all the time!" "Oh," I nodded, "Uh, okay." Mom leaned forward until her tits were inches from my face and putting her lips so close to my ear I could feel her breath said, "I like to watch those sites you're talking about where the women my age have sex with guys your age. In fact I was thinking of it when Jack was staring at me, thinking about what he would do to me." "T...tmi again," I tried to laugh, but nothing came out. "And again, I guess I'm supposed to be dead," she sighed softly in my ear and beneath my hands my aching cock twitched. Mom put her arm around me and surprised me by giving me a hug that left her tits pressing against my chest. "I love you baby." She whispered. "I...I love you to." I replied trying not to think about the warm pleasant sensation of her chest.. Mercifully, she leaned back and I asked, "What's with calling me baby?" "You're too old to be my baby?" The midlife thing, I reminded myself, "No," I said with a smile, "I'll always be your baby, mom." "Ohh," she purred again, "I like that," she looked down and with a small smile said, "Hey Mark?" "What mom?" "Why won't you move your hands?" "I..." I panicked as I had no idea what to say. Mom quickly made it worse with her next remark. "You hiding something under there?" "No!" I exclaimed a ...