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Me and Mom Fisting

... the web." "I don't think even Eleyna would let you do that," Lisa said, disgusted. "Maybe not at first, but would a woman get off on it after she got over the idea of it?" Suddenly, we were into one of the strange conversations Lisa and I sometimes got into as I tacitly admitted that I wanted to try this with Eleyna. "Probably not a younger one. I mean, I would think it would feel pretty uncomfortable." Lisa put her hands over her own groin. "No way. I think you'd have to do some fast talking even get even Eleyna to try that." "But, would she like it if she gave it a try?" "Why, because it's so big." "You're always saying bigger is better. That's the reason you said your friend wanted to go out with me." "I can't help it if some of my friends are sluts." "So, they might like it once they got used to it?" "I suppose it's possible," Lisa was pensive again. I could see her turning it over in her mind and that made me excited. Lisa was imagining a whole hand being shoved inside her. She almost grimaced. "On second thought, I don't think so. Maybe an older woman, after having k**s, might like it, getting stretched like that. Ewwwww," Lisa laughed, falling back on the bed, but she got up a minute later. "Wait a minute," she said. "You don't want to get Eleyna to do it, you want to fist her mom, don't you?" she accused. I looked away, afraid my face would reveal the truth, that the thought of fisting a mom had crossed my mind, like last night, lying with my hand cupping my balls ...

... and my boner lined up along my forearm. "You do, don't you? You want to fist that old bag?" Lisa seemed convinced she was onto the truth, so I hung my head in shame. "Yeah," Lisa's tone changed. "I bet she would get off on it. I mean, if she reacted like that, she probably really does want something big inside her. She probably already has, like huge dildoes or something, or maybe she's already done it, and a cock, any cock, isn't good enough anymore. Yeah, I bet Eleyna's slut of a mom would go wild." Lisa's eyes were fevered and she was breathing fast. I don't know where the conversation would have gone after that because Mom called Lisa and she got up to go. "I want to hear more about this," she said. "And don't think for a minute about not telling me if you do it. Understand?" I nodded. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Could my s****r be right? Could Mom really want something big inside her? Is that why she reacted so strongly. I had no idea what Mom and Dad's sex life was like. I mean, as far as I knew, they didn't even have one. I never heard anything and always assumed they waited until later but that didn't make sense anymore since they'd been going to bed before us for years. I scolded myself for thinking something so gross about my own mother. What an asshole. But the thought kept sneaking back into my head for the next week and, though it had eased, there was still a strange tension between Mom and me. I couldn't help wondering if she would have that ...