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Cuckold Son
Date: 7/22/2015, Categories: Fetish, Mature, Taboo, Author: exoticcpl, Rating: 71, Source: xHamster
Cuckold Son Hello Group, My mother found this group and thought it would be a good idea for me to contribute my experiences here. Let me introduce myself first. I am Paul, 23, working in the kitchen of a fast food joint. My father left us when I was 14. I never realized what he meant when he said, "You are a slut Cathy and a slut you will remain", as he banged the door behind him. That is, I never realized it then. However, it wasn't long before I realized what he meant. Soon my mother had many friends. There was always some male friend of hers sl**ping over. I was 16 when we moved out from town. Mom had got a job elsewhere and we shifted to a new city. Her boss was a guy called Ross. I liked the new job. We now had more money and lived in a really beautiful apartment. I went to school and even had toys. "Hi Paul! Is your mother home?" It was Ross on the phone. "Yes she is. But she's taking a bath", I informed him. "Ah! Yes! We have a party to attend tonight. Anyways, can you pass on a message to her?" he asked me. "Sure" "Tell her that I want her to wear a skirt, a really short skirt, with a tank top for the party." "Ok", I replied, surprised at what he was saying. "Oh! And also tell her she won't be needing underclothes where we are going." "Huh!" "Can you tell her that?" "I…I don't know", I replied. "Just tell her that I told you to tell her this. Clear?" "Yeah" My dick ... was hard as a log of wood. Imagine the guys guts, telling my mom how she should dress. I wondered how I would tell her about the conversation. "Who was that Paul?" she asked as she stepped out of the bathroom. For the first time I noticed my mother like a woman. She had just a towel around her. It started at her breasts and stopped just below her ass. My penis began to twitch violently. "What is wrong with you?" mom asked. "N…nothing", I stammered. "Then who was on the phone?" "R…ross" "What did he say?" "Ah…he…" "What's wrong with you?" "N…nothing" "Then stop stammering and tell me what he said." "He wants you to wear a skirt, a short one, and a tank top. He also said that you wont need underclothes where you are going tonight." "Ok, thanks." With that, she disappeared into her bedroom. I quickly made my way into the toilet and jerked off harder than I had ever done before. I hung around the living room, waiting for Ross to come pick up mom. He walked in, he had his own key to the apartment, by about 7. "Hey champ", he called out to me. "Hey" I responded. "So, did you pass my message?" "Yeah" "Great. Thanks." At that point, mom made her entrance. She had on a bright red tank top, and a sinfully tiny skirt. Ross got up and held out his hands saying, "Darling you look good enough to eat." I had to agree with him and watched jealously ...