How she lately started using a vibrator to help tame her fires.She also told me how jealous she was when I looked at other women or went out on a date.We both had our own computers in our own rooms and separate phone lines for both of them.So I went back to my room and logged on to the same place under the name of Momma's Boy.I have fantasized about my mother since I was twelve. She looked a lot like Beaver's mother in the old show "Leave It to Beaver".I don't know how it started except that one night I had wet dream about her and since then she was all I wanted. My Dad took off one day and she never heard from him again until she got his divorce papers. She was 45, always dressed conservatively, and acted prim and proper. To look at her you would think she was the All American Mom. Underneath her stoic veneer was a tall woman of 5'10".When she see me in my swim shorts she would say in a husky voice how "her baby was getting to be such big man".
Yet take a lusty woman, like her, and keep her away from all men but one, me, for almost six years… One night I happened to come into her room when she was in the bathroom and I noticed she was on a adult chat site under the name, Hot Mama.In one I would write a lot mother son fantasies that I would submit to incest magazines or to adult sites on the web… In some I would rape her or blackmail her into having sex.In some she would tie me up and sexually torture me until I became her sex slave.She told me how she had been starting to become sexually attracted to her son and she knew this was evil.So she would log on to try to find men to make her forget about him yet she would gravitate only to the younger ones who reminded her of him.
It wasn't hard to strike up a conversation with her. I wasn't able to get far with her that night yet we agreed to me over the next couple of days and we got to know each other.